Lost laughter.

by Mineingcreeper11

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life, Sad, Romance
Length: 808

March 7th 2013 was a very sad day. A day of second chance's, and regret. They had forgiven Sombra, but due to a severe disorder, they lost laughter.

I forgave Sombra. Closing my eye's I sang a little song. Everypony still wonderd how energetic I could be when I had this sickness. Pot's.
When your rife with devistation, there's a single explanation
Your a toy maker's creation, trapped inside a crystal ball…
March 7th 2013, was a day I forgave, and left Equestria.
Can I still commite to my special talent?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-18 14:46:56 UTC

Laugh and forgive.

I look into his eye's. Today is March 7th 2013, in the crystal empire. Slowly he turn's into a pony. He dosn't seem to do good, when forgiven, under the gaze of 3 alicorn princess', a unicorn prince, 2 non-alicorn gods, and the element's of harmony. He sigh's.

"I, King Sombra, promise to become a kind, caring, and loving leader. I will no longer seek to inslave all of Equestria." Sombra look's at all the other reform's. Luna, Discord, Chrysalis, and now him. He didn't understand. One day there at war the next he become's a reform. As he scanned the group, he stopped at one pony in particular. Her icy blue eye's peirced his soul, and her pink body shouted, "Rock farm law breaker." Slowly she began to tilt. Her knee's buckled as a face full of agony fell into the white powder. Fear.

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My eye's fluttered open. 12 ponies starred with worrying eye's at me. I then began to look around. Tube's stuck to my pale, pink coat. A blood sack, a heart moniter, even a blood pressure wrap. The amount of blood, the pressure, and the slow rythum of beep's told me everything. My cutie mark killed me far to soon. A deep frown cover's my face as tear's prick my ice blue eye's. I was going to through a party for Sombra, be there for when we all just stopped starring at him awkwerdly, even become his best friend. But I had to ignore the doctor, continue on as a party mare. All my life, I've lived in agony. Now it has caught up, and is determaned to win. Pot's sindrom. My mane went flat.

"Everypony, I have something to confess. You see, I have been living against the rule's. Before moving to Ponyville, I broke the law. Actually, I earned my cutie mark doing it. Back home, emotion was against the law. When I earned my cutie mark, I knew I had to protect my family. But before I left, I began to feel weak. Standing was an acomplashment all on it's own. I spent several years in bed. Finally, enough was enough. I had to leave, countless number's of time's I put there life on the line for my dicease. So I ran away. When I came to PonyVille, I thought everypony would hate me for throwing parties. So I shide away from them. But then I saw it. A party. After half a year I met Rainbowdash. She had never been to Ponyville, but her fillyhood friend lived there so she wanted to say Hi. I felt a sudden urge to welcome her. So, I threw a party. Each time felt better, but I soon began to feel weak again. I finally learned about pot's." I rested my head. Tear's were streaming down my face, blurring my vision. Everypony had sat quietly. Finally I smiled. Rainbow was turning off the moniters, taking of the tub's and wrap. Everypony looked at her astonished. She was basicly killing me, yet I was smileing.

"I don't thank you should suffer. If you want to live happily, but not longer, I'm happy. If you had chose survivle over living life to the max, we would still be under the moon. I think I need to repay you now. Any last wish's?" She look's at me with the most kind eye's in all of Equestria. I think.

"Laugh. Yes, that will do. Other than that you can let my granny pie welcome me." At this the Rainbow colored mare chuckles.  She eye's me and grant's my last wish. She laugh's. Soon a choruse of good hearted laughter. Under it all I begin to hum.

When you're rife with devastation there's a simple explanation

You're a toy maker's creation trapped inside a crystal ball

And whatever way he tilts it know that we must be resilient

We won't let them break our spirits as we sing out silly song

When I was a little filly, a galloping blaze overtook my city

So they sent me off to the orphanage

Said, "Ditch those roots if you wanna fit in"

So i dug one thousand holes and cut a rug with orphan foals

Now memories are blurred and their faces are obscured

But I still know the words to this song

When you've bungled all your bangles and your loved ones have been mangled

Listen to the jingle-jangle of my gypsy tambourine

Cause these chords are hypnotizing and the whole world's harmonizing

So please children stop your crying and just sing along with me!

I closed my eye's, and rest. I begin to feel apendeges growing from my back and head. I open my eye's and see Granny Pie.

"Welcome to the Haven. Pinkie." Tear's stream down my face as I look at my grandma.