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# Breakfast - Hexferried

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1. >You are Shimmer Light.
2. >...
3. >Nothing happened.
4. >Many days passed yet nothing happened to you.
5. >Some ponies stalked you for a while, but they eventually stopped.
6. >Besides one.
7. >That one, however, is probably Hexferry.
8. >She usually hides in alleyways and on rooftops.
9. >Though, it might not be her; you do pass by her on the streets.
10. >Either way, you don't really care.
11. >Ponies have stopped staring at you and cowering, but they do notice you.
12. >Well, two ponies still stare at you, Hexferry and the orange filly.
13. >Hexferry, well, it's obvious she does. She instantly loses a good mood when she notices you.
14. >Her friends probably try to help her, but she doesn't seem to be improving.
15. >Good.
16. >The orange filly... has always had an odd interest in you.
17. >You really wish she would stop caring; you certainly don't care about her.
18. >Even today, when you passed her, she stared at you with a curious expression.
19. >... She started following you.
20. >The fat mare put a quick end to that.
21. >You've seen many other... interesting things today.
22. >The white stallion and the bee moth both ran from the "Moony" moth.
23. >"Moony"? Even the regal moth has idiotic tendencies.
24. >No one in this village is about being an idiot.
25. >Except you.
26. >You are perfect.
27. >The hippie one was walking with the peach one.
28. >The stagnant brown mare was with a brown stallion. Neither of them were talking, but both of them seemed very awkward.
29. >The yellow one wasn't far behind them, stalking them like Hexferry stalks you.
30. >... You haven't seen Hexferry yet.
31. >...
32. >You look around.
33. >Thankfully, you're close to your home.
34. >Unfortunately, that either means Hexferry will show up in a little bit, or she's been following you this entire time.
35. >Which will it be this time?
36. >The door to Hexferry's house opens.
37. >...
38. >If you think about something, it will activate a reaction.
39. >You slowly inhale a deep breath, then exhale it at a similar rate.
41. >As she leaves the safety of her home, you get a good look at her.
42. >Or, well, a bad look. Like how she is.
43. >She's a wreck.
44. >Her mane is disheveled, her antennae are askew, she has bags under her eyes...
45. >She looks only a little worse than she normally does.
46. >... She walks into your path.
47. >And stops.
48. >She's looking down.
49. >You can't see her face, but you know she wants to talk with you.
50. >You adjust your path so you can go around her.
51. >As expected, she moves back into your way.
52. >She extends her wings.
53. >... She remembers the first time she did this.
54. >No matter.
55. >You'll simply wait for her to think you care, then walk past her.
56. >Just like the first time.
57. >"Hey..."
58. >Her voice is scratchy and low.
59. >You stop a little bit in front of her.
60. >"... I'm sorry for everything."
61. >...
62. >What?
63. >"I've been... paranoid, I guess. I just..."
64. >She takes time to let out a deep sigh.
65. >"I got really pissed off at you. I thought I should make you miserable because you made me angry. That... is stupid."
66. >Of course it is, it's an idea she came up with. It was doomed from the start. It couldn't be anything besides stupid.
67. >"You probably noticed... The whole village knows of you now, but... They're mostly indifferent."
68. >She turns her head so she can look at her right hoof.
69. >"It wasn't right of me to intrude on your way of life. If you don't want to hang out, that's fine. But..."
70. >She looks up to you.
71. >Her face shows actual sadness.
72. >"If you ever get bored, or want to hang out, or... whatever, I'll be open."
73. >She slowly moves out of your way, but she doesn't avert her gaze.
74. >"And again... I'm sorry."
75. >... You...
76. >You haven't cared so little about something anyone has said to you.
77. >This is a new low of caring.
78. >You walk past her without even turning to her.
79. >The only good thing to come from this is her giving up.
80. >As you get to your door, you glance back at Hexferry.
81. >She sighs, then turns away to walk away.
82. >You enter your home.
83. >It's freedom from ponies without brains.

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>You are Shimmer Light. >... >Nothing happened. >Many days passed yet nothing happened to you. >Some ponies stalked you for a while, but they eventually stopped. >Besides one. >That one, however, is probably Hexferry. >She usually hides in alleyways and on rooftops. >Though, it might not be her; you do pass by her on the streets. >Either way, you don't really care. >Ponies have stopped staring at you and cowering, but they do notice you. >Well, two ponies still stare at you, Hexferry and the orange filly. >Hexferry, well, it's obvious she does. She instantly loses a good mood when she notices you. >Her friends probably try to help her, but she doesn't seem to be improving. >Good. >The orange filly... has always had an odd interest in you. >You really wish she would stop caring; you certainly don't care about her. >Even today, when you passed her, she stared at you with a curious expression. >... She started following you. >The fat mare put a quick end to that. >You've seen many other... interesting things today. >The white stallion and the bee moth both ran from the "Moony" moth. >"Moony"? Even the regal moth has idiotic tendencies. >No one in this village is about being an idiot. >Except you. >You are perfect. >The hippie one was walking with the peach one. >The stagnant brown mare was with a brown stallion. Neither of them were talking, but both of them seemed very awkward. >The yellow one wasn't far behind them, stalking them like Hexferry stalks you. >... You haven't seen Hexferry yet. >... >You look around. >Thankfully, you're close to your home. >Unfortunately, that either means Hexferry will show up in a little bit, or she's been following you this entire time. >Which will it be this time? >The door to Hexferry's house opens. >... >If you think about something, it will activate a reaction. >You slowly inhale a deep breath, then exhale it at a similar rate. >As she leaves the safety of her home, you get a good look at her. >Or, well, a bad look. Like how she is. >She's a wreck. >Her mane is disheveled, her antennae are askew, she has bags under her eyes... >She looks only a little worse than she normally does. >... She walks into your path. >And stops. >She's looking down. >You can't see her face, but you know she wants to talk with you. >You adjust your path so you can go around her. >As expected, she moves back into your way. >She extends her wings. >... She remembers the first time she did this. >No matter. >You'll simply wait for her to think you care, then walk past her. >Just like the first time. >"Hey..." >Her voice is scratchy and low. >You stop a little bit in front of her. >"... I'm sorry for everything." >... >What? >"I've been... paranoid, I guess. I just..." >She takes time to let out a deep sigh. >"I got really pissed off at you. I thought I should make you miserable because you made me angry. That... is stupid." >Of course it is, it's an idea she came up with. It was doomed from the start. It couldn't be anything besides stupid. >"You probably noticed... The whole village knows of you now, but... They're mostly indifferent." >She turns her head so she can look at her right hoof. >"It wasn't right of me to intrude on your way of life. If you don't want to hang out, that's fine. But..." >She looks up to you. >Her face shows actual sadness. >"If you ever get bored, or want to hang out, or... whatever, I'll be open." >She slowly moves out of your way, but she doesn't avert her gaze. >"And again... I'm sorry." >... You... >You haven't cared so little about something anyone has said to you. >This is a new low of caring. >You walk past her without even turning to her. >The only good thing to come from this is her giving up. >As you get to your door, you glance back at Hexferry. >She sighs, then turns away to walk away. >You enter your home. >It's freedom from ponies without brains.