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Chapter  17
>Okay Anon you can do this.
>Just knock on the door, say sorry for leaving without a word, ask her out.
>Deep breath.
>*knock knock*
>You hear a voice coming from inside the tree “Coming!”
>You did not realise how much you missed Twilight’s voice.
>The doorknob turns and the door opens.
>You know you bucked up.
>You hope she’s not too mad.
“Hi Twilight.”
>Twilight’s eyes grow and she takes as step back in disbelief.
>Twi: “What are you doing here?”
>Wow, you didn’t expect the harsh tone.
“Twilight, I am so sorry. I should not just have left you without saying goodbye first.”
>She stares at you coldly and nods. “You are right about that, you shouldn’t have left.”
>You can’t stand the way she talks to you.
>It’s so cold and scolding.
>You want it to end.
>You want the good old happy Twilight back.
“I know I screwed up, I know how you feel about me and I f…”
>You don’t get to finish as Twilight cuts you off.
>Twi: “You knew all along? You knew it and you didn’t even reject me properly? I can’t believe it. You are an asshole, Anon!” Tears swell up in her eyes. “I don’t ever want to see you here again!”
>That is the first time you ever heard her swear.
>Buck that hurt!
>She kicked you on the leg.
“Twilight, please wait.”
>The door slams in your face.
>You collapse against the door as can’t seem to find the strength to stand upright.
>You lean your back against Twilight’s front door.
>You can hear her crying from somewhere inside.
>Spike is trying to calm her down and is trying to fully understand what just happened.
>To be honest you don’t understand it yourself.

>You walk down Mane Street on your way home.
>P0nies greet you and ask you where you have been.
>You give them short answers. “I’ve been working.” and “I was in Canterlot.”
>You meet Fluttershy on the way.
>She told you how worried Twilight was and how she for days tried to find you.
>She looked in the woods, she looked in your house (Yes, you gave her a spare key.) she eventually found out where you were when she sent that letter to Celestia asking if she would help searching for you.
>This little tale just sends you further down the road of depression.
>You wish her a good day and move on.
>You hate yourself so much right now.
>It’s times like these you wish you had stored your soul in some device far, far away so you wouldn’t have to feel all of this.
>You open the door to your house only to find it unlocked.
>You find everything on the floor.
>Closets are emptied and cupboards are broken.
>Your clothes, books and broken plates are lying everywhere.
>You cannot deal with this now.
>You cannot handle petty theft right now.
>Luckily you know how to calm your jimmies.
>You go to your kitchen where everything is just as ruined as on the living room.
>Buck fresh milk, you open a cupboard, take out an unopened box of Gorilla Munch and eat it fresh from the box.
>There.
>CELESTIA DAMN IT!
>Someone broke into your house.
>This just keeps getting better.
>It’s not like it can get any worse.
>You jinxed it.
>Never say anything like that.
>Somep0ny tore open your mattress.
>You look on your nightstand.
>The bits are still there.
>…
>Sonofabitch.
>The thief was not looking for anything of value.
>You check your house to see if anything is missing.
>There is only one explanation.
>Somep0ny wanted your Grimoire.
>You smirk to yourself as you pull it out from your bags.
>Whoever wanted your book of spells must be pretty pissed off right now.
>They made sure to crash the place to make it look like a regular break in.
>You are dealing with professionals here.

>After cleaning up your house and throwing anything broken out you cast a protection spell on your doors and windows.
>Anyp0ny/thing not welcome will never enter your house alive now.
>Maybe a little extreme but you cannot risk losing something as powerful and potentially destructive as a Grimoire.
>This book holds spells powerful enough to raise long dead armies from their graves or blacken the skies with ethereal clouds of living rot.
>You would never be able to perform these spells as insane amounts of mana are required.
>No human would ever be able to do this.
>But some of the creatures in this world may be able to do it.
>Better safe than sorry.
>After fixing your garden you sit down on a rock outside your house and try to come up with a plan to get Twilight to at least talk to you.
>Many plans go through your head and are all eventually deemed ridiculous or crazy.
>There is one that might work though.
>It’s just as crazy as the other plans but in this world where p0nies starts to sing spontaneously and where the sun is moved by a huge white p0ny with a great flank this might just work.
>You’ll need the help of the craziest p0ny you know.
>Pinkamina Diane Pie.
>You need a little time for yourself first.
>You can’t believe somep0ny would break into your house.
>Everything is going to be alright.
>Yes it keeps getting better.
>From now on everything will be better.
>Time to lay your stupid ways behind you.
>Time to grow up.
>You once watched a movie called ‘American History X’ it posed a question at one point.
>A question you now need to ask yourself.
“Has anything you ever did made your life any better?”
>Time to go.

“Hello Mr. Cake, is Pinkie Pie home?”
>Mr. Cake goes upstairs to get Pinkie Pie.
>less than ten seconds later you hear Pinkie’s loud voice coming from upstairs. “Is Anon back?”
>Suddenly Pinkie Pie is standing in front of you.
>You jump back and hold your arms up in defence.
>You feel two hooves wrapping around you.
>PP: “I’m so glad you are back, I missed you so much!”
>You pat her head.
>PP: “Don’t ever leave again.”
>You smile and nod.
>You will have to leave again eventually.
>But for now P0nyville is where you will stay.
>Time to get down to business.
“Pinkie, I need your help.”
>She stops hugging you and looks up at you expectantly.
“You need to arrange a party.”
>Pinkie Pie squees and jumps almost five feet up into the air. “A welcome back party! We didn’t I think of that?”
>You grab her and put her back on the ground.
“No. Not for me.”
>PP: “For who then?”
>You can’t have a party just for Twilight, she would see right through that.
“Just a party, I feel like I need to relax a little and get my feet back on the ground.”
>Pinkie puts her hooves into her flanks and proceeds to pull out the insides of the newly formed holes like one would do with pockets in pants. “Sorry Anon, but I don’t think I can afford to throw a party right now.”
>You spare it no thought as this is Pinkie Pie, the lord of randomness.
>You take out a bag of bits from your inner pocket.
“Don’t worry about the price I got you covered.”
>She looks around the room eager to get ready preparing the party.
“There is one thing though. Do you know what karaoke is?”

>The party is great.
>Everything is going as it should.
>Except.
>Except Twilight isn’t here.
>The plan depends solely on Twilight’s appearance tonight.
>You have to tell her how you feel.
>You want her back.
>You take another sip on your drink and take another glance at the door.
>Still no Twilight.
>This shit feels like high school parties all over again.
>The colt on stage is trying really hard to sync his words to the lyrics of the song he is singing.
>He clearly never sung karaoke before.
>Rar: “I don’t think she is coming.”
“I know she is, just give it time.”
>You have been sitting with Rarity for the past hour or so.
>She has been telling you all the latest gossip.
>Nothing juicy really.
>A family moved here from the outskirts of Equestria.
>Twilight had a search party go out into the white tail woods to search for you.
>Fluttershy took care of some critters and the planning for winter has begun.
>Rarity also took the liberty of paying for all of your drinks.
>You are not paying her back later.
>Rar: “Maybe we could sing a duet, I’m sure that would get your mood back up.”
>You appreciate the thought but you would rather just wait for Twilight.
>If she sees you on stage with one of her friends she’s gonna go crazy, especially if it’s a duet.
“I’m sorry but I’d rather just sit here for a moment.”
>The conversation dies down after that.
>After a couple of minutes silence Rarity leaves you alone and goes over to Applejack.
>You down your drink and take a last look at the door.
>If she isn’t here you are just going to have fun on your ow…
>There she is.
>As radiant as ever.

>You take a deep breath and get off your chair.
>You walk straight for Pinkie Pie.
>After talking with her for a minute about the party you look over at Twilight.
>She is talking with Applejack and Rarity.
>Rarity points over at you and mouths something.
>Fuck.
>Twilight turns away from her friends and goes for the door.
>In that moment the song ends and Pinkie appears in front of the microphone.
>PP: “Wow that was really great! Let’s give Featherweight a hoof.”
>A half-hearted stomping rings out through the room.
>PP: “Now who wants to be next?”
>Many of the p0nies reach their hooves up in the air, they all yell “me, me, oohhh pick me!”
>Hurry up Pinkie.
>Twilight is almost at the door now.
>Pinkie’s hoof slowly moves from one p0nie to the next.
>Eventually it lands on you.
>PP: “How about Anon? He has not sung a single song all night.”
>You make your way through the crowd and step up on the scene.
>Twilight is looking at you.
>You have her attention; everything is going as it should.
“Thank you Pinkie.” You pick up the microphone and bring it to your mouth.
“Testing, testing, one, two, one, two.” Deep breath. 
“This next song is dedicated to a mare that I hold very close to me. Lately things have grown bad between us and I just want her to know that I am sorry for everything.”
>You look over at Twilight and gain eye contact with her.
“Twilight, this song is for you.”
>You clear your throat.
>If it works for p0nies it can work for you too.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fsc-oT9PsSQ
>Alright the music works.
>You have no idea where it’s coming from but it works.
“It's alright with me as long as you are by my side.”
“Talk or just say nothing I don't mind your looks never lie.”
“I was always on the run finding out what I was looking for.”
“And I was always insecure just until I found”
“Words often don't come easy I never learned to show the inside of me oh no my baby.”
“And you were always patient dragging out what I try to hide.”
>You notice has stopped and is now staring at you.
>You laugh a little.
“I was always on the run finding out what I was looking for.”
“And I was always insecure until I found. Oh, oh.”
>You point at Twilight.
“You, you were always on my mind.”
“You, you're the one I'm living for.”
“You, you're my everlasting fire.”
“You're my always shining star.”
>You make a small gesture with your hand and a glass of wine materialises in your hand.
>You are getting good at this magic stuff.
>You raise your glass and make a toast before drinking a little bit of the wine to freshen up your throat and mouth. 
“The night always a good friend.”
“A glass of wine and the lights down low.”
“And you lying beside me.”
“Me full of lovin’ and filled with hope.”
>You throw away the glass and it dissolves into nothingness before it hits the ground.
>You take a moment to regain your breath before continuing.
“You, you were always on my mind.”
“You, you're the one I'm living for.”
“You, you're my everlasting fire.”
“You, oh-ho.”
“ You're my always shining star.”
 
“Always on my mind”
“You, you're the one I'm living for.”
“You, you're my everlasting fire.”
“Wou-wou-woa! You're my always shining star.”
>The crowd goes wild as you step down from the scene mic. in hand and walk towards Twilight.
>The chorus is still going as well as the music.
>You don’t hear it though.
>All you can hear is your own breath and heartbeat, all you can see is Twilight standing in a spotlight Pinkie just turned on.
>It’s now or never.
>You kneel down before her.
“Twilight, I love you.”
>A tear of what you assume is joy rolls down her cheeks.
“Will you be my special somep0…”
>Twilight’s lips are pressed against yours before you can end your sentence.
>You’ll take that as a yes.
>You close your eyes.
>Today was a good day.