Thoughts of Mercy

Sorry this is really late. See this to see why. I also have not been allowed to use the computer as much lately.

Thoughts of Mercy

Glittershy's Story Part 2

Glittershy was sobbing uncontrollably when she told our mom and me about the note and what happened. My mom was trying to sooth her by saying, "There, there, Glittershy. You still have us." But, nothing seemed to work. Glittershy was still crying hard. I, on the other hand, was just standing there, listening. But no matter how nonchalant I seemed, I was forcing myself not to blubber. I was doing a pretty good job, except for the fact that my lip was quavering.

"Flu-fluttershy," Glittershy, who was still sniveling, stammered, "how can you be so calm?" I snapped, "I'm trying to be strong for you, I'm not under-reacting." I then added in a softer tone, "I'm sorry that I snapped at you. It's just that this situation is just so.. I don't know how you would say it, but this is just so stupid. Why would your stallion-friend and your best friend both dump you at the same time for no reason at all?"

"I d-don't know, Fluttershy," she replied after some thought. "Maybe they thought that I was a piece of crap, and decided to reject me for "better opportunities"." she added bitterly.

I thought that that still didn't cover everything. Then how come she had also been a loner too? Her stallion-friend and best friend couldn't have gone so far to convince everypony to reject her. That would've been harsh of them, especially to their standards. I stated my concerns to my sister, and she didn't have an answer to that.

But, my mom did. "Honey, I know you haven't experienced much in life. After all, you both are still in flight school," she began. "But you have got to accept somethings in life that you can't avoid, no matter how hard you try. Sometimes, you have to let your heart get broken, and just let it go."

"But that doesn't explain why I was excluded in everything." Glittershy pointed out, no longer stuttering because she had stopped bawling.

My mom replied, "Maybe they felt bored and decided to persuade everypony to pretend that you weren't there. After all, some ponies are just that mean. Maybe you're stallionfriend and best friend are just those type of ponies."

Glittershy and I thought about my mom's theory. It wasn't very likely, but it wasn't impossible. It was the most logical answer. After all, magical cupcakes couldn't have come and made Glittershy invisible in her sleep. And a unicorn couldn't have done that since my mom and I could see Glittershy. So, we just had to accept my mom's idea.

So, we all retired to our own thoughts and places. My mom went to the kitchen to cook dinner, Glittershy went to her room to sulk, and I trotted up to my room to think. I plopped on my bed, and tried to concentrate on homework. I quickly discovered that I couldn't, so I tried to sleep. Again, I just couldn't. I did everything I could think that I could keep my mind on. I couldn't concentrate on anything, but now I knew why. A single thought ran through my mind, and I had to obsess over it. So, I lay down on my bed to think. How did this mess happen?

And when I was thinking, I heard Glittershy wailing loudly from her room. I thought, I wonder why people got to be so mean.

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Our dinner that day was pretty silent. All you could hear was my mom, Glittershy, and me chomping our food and moving around in our seat once in a while. Finally, my mom couldn't stand the silence.

"So, girls... um, how are you feeling, Glittershy?" she said slowly. Glittershy just glared at her, not saying anything. I glanced up uncomfortably, feeling awkward about our "dinner conversation". It was just so weird! I know I'm not much of a talker, but usually during dinner Glittershy is the complete opposite than she was today.

We resumed our silence. After Glittershy was finished eating, she just got up and left, not bothering to even put her dishes in the sink. I soon finished, and washed my plate. I went to Glittershy's room and knocked on her door. I said softly, "Can I come in?"

She replied, "Yes, Fluttershy. But hurry up." I came in, and sat next to her on her bed. Her eyes were puffy and red from crying so much. Even if you didn't know about the breakups, you could still tell something had happened. I could tell she wasn't in the mood for talking, so I respected her wishes. She just stared at the floor, while I twiddled my hooves. Finally, feeling bored, I retreated to my room.

I washed up, then tried to fall asleep. It took a while, as after all, it had been a long day.