Like Diamonds: Introduction Part 4

> It’s been a few days after losing your memory, and Twilight has been kind enough to fill you in.

> Apparently, you suddenly appeared under a tree one day and then fainted multiple times.

> Past you must have been a pansy.

 

> You’ve been put under rigorous study, so you haven’t had the chance to meet any of the other ponies yet.

> Most tests are painful, but the study on Human Arousal was very interesting.

> Twilight said my memories might come back eventually, but she didn’t sound too sure about it..

> I‘m not really either.

> But you still trust her judgement, because apparently she is a direct student of the princess

> As long as the princess isn’t Nigerian.

> Wait was that an Earth memory?

> You can’t remember.

> Oh well.

 

> “You can have the day off today, I have some errands I need to run. I still don’t know where all that ink is going to...”, Twilight said.

> Spike rolls his eyes.

> You chuckle a bit.

> Twilight and her lists...

> A thought suddenly comes to you.

“Hey Twilight, can I come along too? I hate being cramped up in here.”

> “No! The Princess said to keep you safe until you can remember things!”

“Twilight, I’m sure I can handle going out for a few hours.”

> “What happened last time says differently.”

> Damn, you hate it when she brings that up.

> “Okay! I’ll need to get going if I want to stick to my time tables, I need to leave now, if I don’t I’d need to write a whole new one and I can’t fit that in while trying to write a letter to the Princess!”

> Spike starts pushing her out the door, she’d be here all day if he let her keep going.

 

Ten minutes later.

> The library is trashed.

> You were only trying making a salad.

> Apparently you can’t cook.

> Damnit.

> You need to clean up before Twilight and Spike get back.

> Let’s see... What do you need to do that?

> You can’t remember.

>Damnit.

> Oh well, a little mess never hurt anyone.

 

A few hours later.

> Twilight and Spike came back.

> Had a cow.. Or a pony?

>Spike fainted.

> We should start a club.

 

> You explained your problem to Twilight.

> All she did was sigh and get Spike to do it.

> Poor bastard.

> You then asked for something to eat.

> She started mumbling to herself as she walked to the kitchen.

 

> Suddenly, you see a bright light.

> You see what you think to be yourself, along with many other things that were built similarly to you.

> They must be other humans.

> It looks like they are forcing something at your face.

> They’re also shouting over each other, but it sounded like the same question, “Is it true you are actually the actor, [redacted]?”

> You waved off the other people and pushed away the things they were forcing onto you.

“I’d prefer to stay anonymous.”

 

> Then you’re back in the tree house.

> Spike is staring at you weirdly.

> But you don’t care, you remembered something.

> Something important.

“Hey Twilight! I remembered something... I think it was my name!”