Weeping pony (Finished)

>Be anon
>You are in town looking for a centerpiece for your garden
>Roseluck suggested a fountain but that's too plain for your taste
>so you are shopping around for an idea of what to have instead
>you're passing by a construction crew working on tearing down an old store building
>it belonged to a pony named "Mr. Hard On", making works of art in stone and some cases tombstones
>pretty much anything stone related, it's in the store
>as you glance upon the work they're doing, you see two stallions moving a statue out of the building
>it looked like a mare in some grey dress standing on her rear leags and covering her eyes with her front hooves
>A shy looking statue would fit nicely for your garden
>you walk up to the stallions in question
Excuse me.
>one of them turns to you
>"Hmm?"
May I ask on what you are going to do with the stone products like this statue you find inside?
>"The guys are thinking on breaking them down with sledgehammers and help create a new gravel road"
>that's a real bummer, someponys work of art being reduced to rubble, literally
Is there a lot more tombstones and so forth inside?
>"Yea, why do you ask?"
Because I was looking through town for a centerpiece for my garden and that statue you're holding seems perfect for it.
>he and his partner share glances at each other and nods
>"Alright, you can have it. Save some time for us anyways."
>they place it down where they stood, whipping of sweat of their brow
>its height goes up to your chest, towering half a foot taller than them
Thank you very much guys.
>with a "you're welcome", they turn to go back inside
>you put your hands on the sides to test the weight
>either very light stone or hollow inside
>equals carry weight
>you lift it off the ground and hold in an a bridal carry
>as you are heading home, you get odd looks as you pass by
>you are also feeling faint heat from your statue?
>must be your body heat warming it up
>you finally made it home near the shopping district
>you go around back and go through the backyard gate
>this garden that you worked on for about two months is coming up swell
>because no internet, gotta find other hobbies besides reading and wanking!
>the place you are going to put it is almost surrounded by a rose hedge, right in the center
>you set her down gently on the circle slab and face her to your house
>her body has only a few cracks in it but even those spots is still smooth
>as you adjust her, you hear somepony calling you name
>you turn to look and find a smiling Roseluck at your gate
Hi, Roseluck! Come see what I brought home.
>she enters the garden and looks over the statue
>"I see you found a centerpiece. A very odd choice, if you ask me."
It may be odd to you but the way I see it...
>you take a few steps back and hold your index fingers and thumbs out like a camera view
...I see myself coming out here as the flowers bloom at its finest and see a beautiful and shy pony waiting for me. Unknowing of her, that she is beautiful as the garden she stands in.
>Roseluck lets out a chuckle
>"You are such a sap, anon. But I can see what you mean and it sounds to me that you seriously need to get laid."
>you give her a deadpan stare
>"What? That's the way I see it" holding her hooves up just like your camera pose
Well how about I find a statue for your garden but it being a stallion with a MASSIVE hard on peeing out water!
>she's blushing with embarrassment and waving defensively
>"wha-no NO, I don't want that, thank you very much!"
>you let out a good laugh that rings out through the backyard
Then don't judge my tastes again.
>she calms down and starts to have a neutral face on
>"But seriously, even though that is romantic, you need a marefriend if this is what you decided to go with"
>you let out a sigh and furrowed brow
You know very well that this town doesn't see me that way. When I do have one, then I'll replace it with something else. But for now, let me have this dream.
>man, this kills the mood
>Roseluck looks down in defeat
>"Sorry I brought it up."
Eh, i'll be alright.
>you crouch down to her face and flick her nose, giving you a scrunch up face
You still up for the flower breeding meeting this afternoon?
>"Of coarse! I'm the one HOSTING it after all"
Then I shall see you there.
>you get back up and she makes a small smile
>"Alright, I'll see you there"
>you say your goodbyes and she leaves through the gate
>it's about time for lunch so you start to head to your back door
>you look back as you are halfway inside to look at the stone mare once more
>It's bittersweet truth of what was said earlier and the dream of being with somepony special
>Hope is still there but the fear and facts of being alone is still inside too, slowly growing
>this stone princess will be a very good reminder of your dream and to seek it out
>with a small smile, you head inside for some grub
>not knowing of the eye looking at you as you turned to go inside
>
>
>you just got back from the flower breeding meeting at roselucks house
>pretty intense shit then you thought it would be
>suggesting on creating a black rose set the whole room off into a heated debate
>in the end, they are willing to try out of pure curiosity
>at the moment you are watering your garden
>better do it now than in the morning when you are grouchy
>aaaannnddd hedges done, the garden is now moist
>"Hey, Anon!"
>you turn to the noise to find Rainbow Dash, flying to you in a hurry
>she pulls on the breaks right in front of you
Evening dash, what's the rush?
>"A bad storm is heading our way and I'm warning everypony to stay inside and cover their windows!"
>this is the first time seeing dash worried, ever
That's very bad.
>"You bet it is! Somepony slacked off in a few departments and now because they were not doing their job, we can't break down the storm."
>she looks over your shoulder
>"What's that?"
>you look where she is looking, the angel pony
Oh this? This is my new decoration for my backyard.
>"Dude, it's pretty creepy. Why did you choose this instead of oh, I don't know, anything else!?"
Ok, first, that was rude. Second, I don't want to clean crap out of a bird bath and third, fountains are BORING and make me want to pee!
>"I still think it's pretty weird."
As long as you don't dis my tastes, then I don't dis your Daring Doo addiction. Deal?
>"...deal."
Good, so what time?
>"What time what?"
What time does the storm get here?
>now she went back into panic mode
>"Horse feathers! I got to hurry and tell the rest of ponyville!"
>in a blurr of rainbow, she's gone
>she was in such a hurry that she didn't answer your question
>with the wind picking up a little, you assume very soon
>better get the shutters closed quickly
>you head inside and go counter clockwise closing every window and barricade
>the final window was the one overlooking the backyard
>as you get the plank of wood ready to support the shutters, you overlook the garden
>man, you worked hard to get it all the way you wanted and now, it'll be nothing soon
>damn it!
>you even look at the stone pony statue for possibly for the last time
>...is it stealing a peek to look at you?
>you shake your head and look to it again
>it's covering her eyes with her hooves
>must be you having a mini meltdown
>you block up the final window
>gotta check everything is secured and nailed down for tonight
>and maybe think of hobbies that wont get destroyed this bad
>
>
>Rainbow Dash was so right right now
>you are in the living right now, reading a book from home
>it's hard to concentrate reading when the whole house is creaking
>you have buckets and a flashlight beside you just in case it gets in the house
>the only light right now is the fireplace in front of you
>there is a loud bang, making you jump
>you grab your flashlight and head to the source of the noise
>wind is blowing hard against your face as you find the problem
>the wind was blowing so hard that the back door flew open
>rain and heavy gusts shoot through the door frame
>you grab a nearby dining chair and slowly march against the wind to get the door shut
>nearly slipping on water gave the wind enough force you make you fall, hard
>being very dazed, you slowly get back on your knees
>grabbing the chair, you crawl to the door making much faster ground
>once there, with all you might you get up and shove the door shut
>locking the door will help a little but your main goal is with the chair
>shoving the chair against the door will give it enough strength
>with that door secure you feel a little safer
>...but what about the front door?
>you better get that one done too
>turning on the flashlight and grabbing another chair you start to head to the front of the house
>something caught your attention on the floor, the dim light from the flashlight revealing the water that came in the house
>along with the trail of you crawling to the door
>you know you made that trail...but seems to be a trail going further into your house
>a boom and a flash of lightning outside flickers through the cracks of the shutters, showing more of the trail for just a second
>with flashlight and chair in hands, you cautiously follow the trail
>the watery path looks pretty big, like somebody dragged the top of a table against the ground
>you follow it towards the dining room and past a corner into the hallway
>looking ahead to see the trail leads to, stops in the middle of the hall way
>a lone figure is standing there wearing a grey dress and looking away from you, dripping water onto the ground
Hello? Are you alright?
>no reply comes from the figure
>you approach carefully
Do you need help?
>whoever it is, has not moved an inch
>you go around him and find a familiar sight
>the angel pony, still intact
>how the hell did it get here?
>you put the chair down to examine any damages done to the statue
>it seems to be ok
>you ponder how it got here and conclude the wind must of been so strong, that it tossed her into the house
>and you also conclude that you need a towel to dry it off so it won't soak through the floor
>luckily you were close by to your bathroom
>you quickly open the nearby door, grab the towel from the rack and get to work drying it off
>your garden is no doubt destroyed but at least you have something that was saved
>a little smile crept up on your face
I'm glad you are ok in one piece.
>pretending that she can hear you
You are a VERY lucky mare to survive out there. Hell, I'm surprised you didn't lose anything when you went through my do-. Oh shit! The front door!
>dropping the towel and grabbing the chair, you hurry to the front door
>the door isn't open, that's a good sign but you won't take any chances tonight
>you shove the chair to the door and a sense of relief comes over you
>it should be ok now
>you head back to the hallway to find the statue is still there
>where's the towel?
>looking around the angel and you can't find it
>glancing in the bathroom, you find the towel on the rack
>dripping
>you must of hit the floor pretty hard because you could have SWORN that you dropped it on the ground
>maybe some sleep will help unscramble your brains
>looking over to the stone beauty, she may also need to be heat dried
>you pick her up vertically and waddle to the living room
>the fire is still going very well
>you gently place her down by the fire and you place your ass on the couch
>gotta stay in here in case leeks and more "excitement" happens
>you use the end cushions and blanket cover and get comfortable
>as you doze off, you look over to her still standing by the fire
>maybe it's the minor concussion or the flicker of the fireplace but you think you see her peeking through her hooves again to look at you
>another small smile finds your face
You very cute when you're shy.
>ok brain, I think it's time to sleep now
>you slowly do your forty blinks to get some sleep
>she is hiding her eyes, like before
Goodnight.
>and you are out
>
>
>you slowly wake up and you have a headache
>checking your surroundings to find the fire went out overnight
>...and the angel is missing
>did you hallusinate her last night?
>you get up from the couch and listen to the room for any signs of the storm
>silence
>that's good to hear
>you head to the back room to check if she is still in the backyard
>how last night was, you expect it to either be in pieces or missing all together
>you move the chair to the side, unlock the door and prepare to see severe damage
>turning the handle, you slowly open it
>from peek to full view, sadness grew
>because all the things you did grow is now ruined
>from pebbles to boulders, to twigs to large branches litter the once happy garden
>you make your way through the debbrie to try to find anything intact
>tullips, ripped from the roots and thrown past the fence line
>hooker lips, has also gotten the kiss from death
>some of the rose bushes have been ripped right out of the ground and can't be found
>anything that lived here is no more
>your eyes widen as you see something DID survive
>the angel pony
>you aproach it in astonishment
>how did it survive?
>how does it not have a single cratch on it?
>how come it did not fly like the rest of the garden
>the garden
>depression hits you again and you hang your head low
>a single rose is resting in front of your feet
>you pick it up and pop of the prickles with your thumb
>the last thing in your backyard that showed beauty now
>you look up to the statue again
>...well second thing
>you place the rose behind her left ear
You are the most bautiful thing in my garden now
>you sigh as you look around
This will take months to replace and regrow
>you pick up a small branch
It should take me that long to get this place back together
>you toss it to your left and look at her again
But i'm glad you're still here
>that reminds you that now that the storm is gone, you can open the shutters
>you head inside and start opening them up
>this headache hasen't gone away so you go to the bathroom
>opening up the pill cabnet, you grab the pain killers and take a few
>you check the sink to see you have plumming
>water still flows from the faucet
>that means it's triple S time!
>Shit, Shower,...Shave?
>when you were done shaving and grabbed a towel to wipe off, it was wet
>this aint right
>you mind battles between logic and reasoning
>the towel is wet, and you remember drying off the angel
>but it's outside and you didn't move it
>you can't pin this on the fall you took because this towel is proof that something is strange is in the neighborhood
>*growl*
>...maybe some breakfast will help your thinking
>pancakes, prepare to meet thy doom!!!
>
>
>the monster of pancakes have been slayed!
>and it was a delicious defeat
>it may not be pinkies but you make a mean pancake
>you pick up the dishes and go wash them in the sink
>about half way, there was a knock on the front door
>curse you distractions from the main objective!
>leaving the sink, you head to the door and open it
>there's nobody here?
>...oh right, everything's short
>look down and their is twilight and spike on her back with quill and paper
>she looks at you warmly "Good morning, Anon."
>"I see you made it in one piece." Spike interupts
"Yea. If it wasn't for Rainbow Dash warning me ahead of time, i'd probably be dead. So what's up?"
>"We're going around town and doing a head count of everyone here.", Twilight explains
>"So far everypony is accounted for.", He adds excitedly
"That's awesome to hear. How does the town look?"
>she sighs, "It will takes weeks to clean up the debry."
>Spike adds his words in on the damage,"Trees broken in half, the town halls wind rooster is on top of Bon Bons Candy Shack, the fountain mares head is missing..."
>...The Statue!
"Hold up just a moment spike"
>he stops
>you get on your knees and turn your head downwards
"Can you guys check for a bump in the back of my head?"
>you gently feel a hoof and claw go across your head
>you wince in pain when they found it
>seeing the pained look on your face, they stop
>"What happened to you?", Twilight asks
"One of my doors flew open last night and I tried to shut it. Fell backwards pretty hard but got it the second time.
The rest of last night I believe I was hallucinating but now,'im not so sure."
>twilight and spike share a glance
>"Spike, put anon down for minor injury."
>"Right" he says, as he scribbles your name on paper
>"We'll send nurse Readheart to you for a check up after she deals with the more serious injured ponies.", she states
"Sounds like a plan."
>"We better get going and check up on the others", the little dragon pointing to twilights list
"Ok then. You both take care and best of luck"
>"We will."
>they turn to leave and start walking
>Spike yells to you "See ya, Anon", waving his arm at you
>you wave back
"See ya, little bro"
>and they are off
>it's always nice to see them when they come over, even though this time it was for checking up on you
>they remind you that there ARE things that are safe and sane around here
>them and AJ
>it brings a smile to your goofy face
>you go back inside and close the door behind you
>heading back into the kitchen to finish up the dishes
>As you about to enter through the living room, your smile and your heart dropped to the floor as you stand still
>you feel ice cold fear pumping into your veins
>a familiar grey figure is in your living room
>your sanity and logic breaking and mending rapidly
>and you want your mommy
>
>
>Your brain is going very fast as you stand very still
>how did it get in here?
>Is it alive?
>Why is it here?
>Has it come for your kidney?
>Is this the effect of magical bullshit?
>...or are you hallucinating again?
>you NEED to know
>you approach slowly it with your hand stretched forward, shaking
>it doesn't move
>reaching arms length, you grasp her hoof gently
>you feel the cold touch of marble and cement
>it's stone and its really standing here
>you honestly don't know what to do
>the fear you were holding has decreased quite a bit, making you feel more relaxed
"Good morning to you."
>you speak out to her
>the more you are relaxed, the more chatty you become
>you learned that when you went to the spa
"Make yourself at home. I going to finish up the dishes."
>letting go of her hoof, you go around her to the kitchen
>as you get started again, your brain wonders back to that little angel in your living room
>you are not sure if she can move her hoofs or not or if she just stays in that pose and teleports around
>reminds you of something you read back home
>you think it was an SCP called "The Lonely Ball"
>maybe it worked like that?
>you were interrupted by a small voice behind you
>"Can I help?"
>you turn to see who it is and it's your rocky guest
>however, her eyes are not covered
>she is in fact staring at you
>her eyes maybe grey but it has some cute charms to them
>with a smile, you turn back to the dishes
"No thanks, i'm almost done."
>you hear clopping of hooves on the kitchen tiles coming closer
>then, you feel it
>she grips you from behind, embracing you in a hug
>"T-thank you"
>is she soft or something?
>you look down to see stone arms around your waist and the embrace feels solid
>maybe she becomes "Alive" when you are not looking at her?
>worth a shot since other experiences with her is when you are not looking
>you look back to the dish and get it cleaned
"Whatever for?"
>"For saving me from becoming pebbles yesterday. Along with being so kind to me."
>you finish up drying and gently hold her hooves while still looking forward
"It was my pleasure, miss..."
>"Pearl, i'm Pearl Feathers"
"Well miss Pearl..."
>you turn around and crouch a little to meet her eye to eye, making her lose her hug
>when you look at her, she is stone again but looking into your eyes
"...you are VERY welcome."
>you close your eyes and hug her back, wrapping your arms under her wings
>she is back to being soft again so you guess having your eyes closed works too
>Pearl gives back to hugging at full force
>you both enjoy the tender hug, feeling each others warmth against another and feeling each others breath hit your shoulders
>this feels wonderful
>though you should ask some important questions
"Pearl?"
>"hmm?"
"Can you only move when I can't see you?"
>"Mmmhmm"
>good guess on your part
"Along with you being this soft when nopony is looking?"
>you are greeted with silence for a little bit but she nods against your head
>you separate from the hug but still hold one of her hooves
"Come, lets go to the living room to talk some more."
>you rise to your full height and slowly walk with her to the living room
>when you made it and was about to sit on the couch, she speaks up
>"You are quite an interesting creature."
"In what way?"
>you set your keister down on the couch and pat the cushion next to you, giving her the invitation
>she sees that and you feel the cushions fall under her weight
>"Every other pony or the like would run when they found out i'm alive but you, you welcomed me into your home."
"I'm getting more use to magic being around me, so most things don't faze me anymore. I will admit when you did pop up like you did, you scared me..."
"...However it was more like a jump scare than fearing for my life so don't worry about that. I don't get scared like that often, you get points for that."
>"Points? For what?"
"For being awesome!"
>she makes a small laugh
"Now that we got introductions and the like out of the way, let me show you your room."
>you get up from the couch
>"I-I'm getting a room?"
"Yea. If I had known you were alive from the start, you wouldn't be out in the garden yesterday. Lets go meet your room."
>you open your eyes and start moving
>as you make your way to the hallway, you can't tell if she it following you or not
>but you hear sniffling soon after you got off the couch
>you turn to see her still sitting on the couch but she is covering her eyes again
"Pearl?"
>you go to check up on her and you see little reflections of light hit her newly formed tears falling into her lap
>while crouching to her height and closing your eyes, you ask again
"Pearl, are you ok?"
>"I'm" *sniffle* "I'm so happy that i'm crying. You are the only one that treated me this way. Talking to me like equals, Giving me gifts when others ran away..."
>she starts crying her eyes out
>you move her arms out of the way and wipe her tears off that you can feel
>she does slow down her crying and the noise that comes with it so it becomes a small sniffle again
"Feel better?"
>for a few seconds, both of you don't say a word but after that you feel something
>something pressed against you lips for only a moment
>that little moment made your brain go everywhere for a split second
>she kissed you!
>nopony done that to you before
>can we be a thing?
>her lips were soooo soft
>what restaurant is this? Because you kinda want seconds
>[lewd things about splitting her stone taco add here]
>you brain comes back when you hear a little giggle
"What's funny?"
>"You look cute when you blush"
>that doesn't help the situation!
>it makes you blush even more
"Ah-well-um, thanks."
>you hold her hoof
"Let me show you where your staying."
>you rise to your height once more with vision included and lead her with your grip
>she doesn't resist and follows you
>"Um, i forgot to ask but what's your name?"
>woops, how rude of you ask her name with out giving yours
"My name is Anon."
>"Anon, if it's not much to ask, can I stay with you in your room?"
>[Brain crashed, need reboot]
>did she really just asked to sleep in your room?
>does she want protection, love, sex?
>[Reasoning broken, need repairs]
>maybe want the warmth of another body?
>[Mary had a little lamb BUT I ATE IT!!!]
>you shall find out
>letting go of her hoof and put the same arm around her you say "Sure thing."
>she leans into the walking embrace
>and for a brief moment, a thought passed through you brain
>Things are looking up!