SweetApple-What a Mess

>what was i thinking?
>all i was suppose to do was go out and get some berries for back home
>and now i'm stuck here
>in a closet
>albeit a cozy closet
>with lots of tasty clothes
>but still
flashback
>it was a warm summer night
>new moon tonight, but I could see very well in the dark, so it wasn't too bothersome
>my father had sent me out to pick some berries at the edge of town for a recipe he was making
>shouldn't be too difficult of a task, right?
>right?
>so i fluttered away from home out to the edge of the town to get some, when something caught my eye
>something that i'm really wishing i hadn't seen right now
>somebody had left there lights on
>i knew that i should have just kept on going, but i couldn't help myself
>i mean, just look at it
>that warm, soft light
>it makes me feel all fuzzy inside
>the part of my head telling me to stop fluttering towards there house kept getting quieter and quieter
>all i could think about was that mesmerizing, glowing ball
>it was amazing
>not only did they leave the lights on, but they forgot to lock the doors too!
>i was able to go right in to the beautiful glowing source
>the house was amazing
>the room that had the light coming from it had all white walls, making the light from the lamp on the nearby desk bounce off the walls
>it was like heaven
>i could have stayed in there forever
>i couldn't help but start dancing around
>fluttering in the air
>right next to the light
>that beautiful, stunning, amazing lamp
CRASH
>"oh no!"
>"oh why do i always have to make such a mess out of everything!"
>out of my daze i could finally see what i had done to this poor earth ponies house
>everything looked destroyed!
>tables were flipped over
>papers and pictures and book were scattered all over the floor
>and worst of all, i broke their amazing lamp!
>Of course I definitely would have tried to clean up the mess I had made
>but I heard something upstairs.
>A pony!
>How could they have been home!
Of course they were home you idiot, why wouldn't they be?
And they would be asleep right now if you weren't such a screw up all of the time!
>I had to get away from there somewhere.
>So I fluttered away into the kitchen
>Just in time to hear them scream in terror at the mess I had made.
Nice going, dumbass.
>I couldn't help myself though.
>The lights were amazing!
>I mean, really
>Who could resist THAT!?
>It's almost like they were begging me to come inside and mess everything up for the both of us.
>Right?
>Either way, I had to get away from them somehow.
>I just couldn't face getting yelled at by them.
>I hate it when other ponies yell at me.
>It's just mean.
>I could hear them trotting towards the kitchen.
>Grunting angrily.
Oh no ;~;
>I made a dash for the nearest exit I could find.
>The door just lead to another room in his house though!
>An then another
>An then I found myself looking back into the destroyed living room.
>It's like a circle...
>and he's still in the kitchen!
>I decided to fly back up the stairs that he came down from, hoping that maybe of course I could find a window to fly out of.
>And yes, in case you're wondering, it did occur to me that I could have just gone out the door I came in from.
>Sadly, it's only occurring to me now, whilst hiding in his closet.
Sigh
>Sorry, anyway.
>So I flew up the stairs and instead of finding an open window to fly out of, which there was one now that I think of it, I saw that he had turned on the light in his room before coming downstairs.
Greeeeeeeat
>And I tried to stop myself.
>I really did!
>But who could possibly fight against such beauty.
>Such warmth
>Such happiness..
>It was up on the ceiling.
>It was even more beautiful hen the light from before!
>Just looking at in made me go into a trance.
>I kept hovering closer to it.
>and closer
>and closer
>It was so amazing.
>It was like nothing I could possibly put into words!
>Until I flew to close to it and hit my head on the ceiling, making a loud thud.
>I heard him start galloping back upstairs, the fear in me overwhelmed the trance like state I was in.
>I flew towards the nearest door I could find.
>And now I'm here.
>In his closet.
>Eating his clothing, of course.
>Because really, why not make it even worse!!!!
>I need to learn some self control.
>He's in the room now.
>My heart is beating out of my chest!
>I don't know what to do!
>I look through an opening in the door.
>Oh no!
>He's coming this way!
>He's coming towards the closet!
>I can feel tears building up in my eyes.
>I don't want to have to face this!
I'm sorry ;~;
>He opened the door
>I can't look at him
>Why am I shaking so much
>I can hardly move
>Don't cry
>Don't cry
>Don't cry
>I said don't cry
>Stop crying
>I said stop crying!
>Why can I stop crying.
"Who are you?" he said.
Now angrily, but more like he pitied me.
>All I could manage was to grab onto his legs and beg for him not to be mad at me.
>I'm so pathetic.
"Come on, come on. Stop crying and just tell me who you are. I'm not mad anymore, okay?"
>I looked up, wiping ears from my eyes
>"My name is metronome." I managed to whimper out.
>"I'm sorry I broke your house."
"Listen, you don't need to be sad about it anymore, okay? You can just help me clean it up an then we can forget it ever happened."
>"um.. okay."
>"One last thing."
"And what is that, metronome?"
>"We probably shouldn't turn the lights on if I'm going to be helping clean up."