Title: A Dazzling Christmas [Feels] Author: goofygoob123 Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/yiULMpbS First Edit: Saturday 20th of December 2014 04:17:37 AM CDT Last Edit: Last edit on: Friday 26th of December 2014 10:02:04 PM CDT Once upon a December, in blistering cold. >Existed three girls, in this story to be told. >One girl demanding, once always in the lead. >With her husband, Anonymous, and his daughter, Emily. >A happy family, they've come to be. >How is there Christmas? We shall now see.   >You are Emily. "Daddy!! Daddy!! I saw it!! I saw the shooting star!!" >He smiled at you and ruffled your hair. >"Did you make a wish?" "Mhmm!!" >"What did you wish for?" "I wished for you to have-" >Poofy lady picked you up, swinging you into the air. >You go into a giggling fit, unstoppable by even lack of breath. >"Hey there love, relaxing with Daddy outside?" "Yes momma!" >She set you down, kneeling beside you and Dad. >"It's Christmas Eve, so you know what that means?" >Oh boy! "We get to go to-" >"Mhmm." "YAAAAY!!!" >You speed off into your room, where your friends Snowdrop and Heartstrings were talking. ------- >You are Adagio. >It makes you smile when she smiles. >Anon stood up, taking your hand and pulling you into a kiss. >When you break it, you can feel the joy in the air. >"So, you are taking them to see the Cloudsdale Light show?" "Yes. I think it's a wonderful event for them to see. Perfect for bonding." >He strokes your cheek, and looks out to the snow-covered city. >"Sonata and Aria gonna be there too?" >You raise an eyebrow, putting your hands on your hips. "Of course! They are my sisters. Well, Sonata will be a little late..." >"Really? Why?" >You told him about this already, and he always asks why. >You swear he might have Alzheimer's. "She's going to pick up her boyfriend from prison." >"What was the crime again?" >Yup. Alzheimer's. "I swear, you are so difficult-" >He hugs you whole heartedly, chuckling at your frustration. >"I know, I know. I can't wait to meet him, he sounds like a cool guy." >You never told him how you all met him... "Uh...yeah, he's a great friend." >He must never know. >"Alright, so this means I got to get the presents." "If you want, I can get Aria to come with you-" >"Ada, stop." >He had your shoulders firmly gripped. >"I'll be fine, you stop worrying your poofed up head. You just go out and bond, and have the best time with the kids, okay?" >You shouldn't baby a grown man...even if he's missing part of his arm. "Fine..." >He kissed you, passion enflaming the moment, and the patted your butt. >"Have a good time!" >He grabbed the keys, and left. >...pervert...You swear, he does that shit on purpose. "Emily, Snow, and Heart!! Come downstairs, it's time to get ready to go!" >The kids came out of their rooms, Snowdrop holding Heart's hand as they make their way down. >This should be a great Christmas, and you'd be spending it with a full family. >Sure, not blood related. But... >You don't need blood to be a family. ------ >You are Sonata. >And you are so excited! "Hang all the mistletoe, I'm going to get to know...you better...This Christmas." >You were finally going to see him again. >1 full year of phone calls, visits, and letters with cute little songs written on them... >He was being let out, on good behavior, and for the community hours put in, along with public speaking. >Reduced his year count by a good lot, and it made you thankful. >Christmas has never been so great! >Pulling up to Spectra Penitentiary, you follow the signs to the parking lot. >Once parked you see a figure, a bit taller than you, with longer hair, and a bit of a rough beard. >He's on a bench, head tilted back listening to music. >You hop around to the back seat, filing around a bit with a car seat. >Baby Toccata was asleep...He'll be so happy to see his daughter! >"Sonata?" >That voice...it sounded like him, but it was deeper. >You lifted the baby out of her seat, swaddling her in the bright red blanket his mother made. >When you turned around, your expression was blank. >The hair looked a bit scene now, and he had a roughly shaven beard... >This was the man from the bench. "Hi! I'm here to pick up my boyfriend, and I'm not really sure where to go, Mr..." >The man made a bit of a sad expression, but then nodded. >"Just call me...Random." >You laughed a little, that's a funny name. "Okay, Mr. 'Random'! I was wondering, where do the inmates come out?" >He points to the breezeway where he was once sitting, which lead to a doorway leading to what could be processing and countless other prison system things. "Am I allowed to go in and wait?" >"No, when visiting hours end they don't let civvies in...Sorry." "Oh...okay...well I'm Sonata!" >You stuck out your hand for him to shake, keeping a steady hold on baby Toccata. >He shook it, with a smile. "I know you very well, Miss Dusk." >He does? "How?" >"Anon talks about you all the time." >Awww...He talks about you... "Really?! What does he say?" >As he tells you everything, from how you and Anon met, to the day he got you pregnant In a movie theater , you start getting tired of holding the baby. >She also begins to cry, probably wondering where her daddy might be. >Jesus, how long does it take for someone to get out of prison? >"You need help there?" "Hm? Well...I Uh...I dunno..." >How would Anon react to another man holding his child? >But...you are kinda tired of waiting. "Well...do you know how to hold a baby?" >He gave you a funny look, slowly taking the little one from you. >"I think i know how not to drop a child. Come on, let's sit on the bench." >You do so, and he continues on. >Anon's said a lot about your lives. >It's like this Random guy was there watching it all. >You weren't quiet a couple of those times, but still, he spared no detail in each memory. >After hours of explanations, he had Toccata asleep. >"So, what makes you think Anon wouldn't be gone by now?" "He couldn't have? Who would've picked him up?" >You heard him laugh a bit, then murmur something. >"I really don't know. I wouldn't have left with anyone else." "Wait...how do you know Anon? Were you cell mates?" >He shook his head. >"No, I'm just the guy who was in solitary confinement for the last few months sending letters to my girlfriend and child." >He moved his hair from his face, and you could see eyes. >Eyes you recognized. >"You know, it sucks that I couldn't get a hair cut and a shave." >Was this... >"Even worse spending months being clowned for your middle name." "Oh really? What's your middle name?" >He kissed your cheek and headed to the car. >"Yvon." ---------- >You are Aria. "BONZAI!!!!" >And you are sledding with your best friend Anon. >Well, shit, you and Anon are going to be late for the light show. >Hopefully Ada won't be mad. >"Jesus Aria, Watch out!!" *clonk* >You both fall over, flying into a mound of snow. "Dammit Anon, you're the worst!" >"Excuse me? I wasn't fucking driving!!" >This was fun, arguing for the sake of arguing. >You were glad to finally have someone to talk to, and get along with. >He wasn't exactly your boyfriend, but... >"We gotta do that again. It was fun." >He was something special. "No. Ada and her new hubby want us to meet them in Cloudsdale." >"Ugh, why? She has kids now, and you know I don't like kids." "Well get over it! Besides, how do you not like Snowdrop? She's cute." >Anon rolled his eyes and strapped up the sled to his back. >"Whatever. I'm just going to ignore them." "Stop being such a baby, you big jerk. Come on, we also gotta pick up some presents." >"Wat? You actually give presents?" >You gave him a middle finger and walked to your Harley, while he walked to his bike. >The past random amount years have been kind, and you and Anon have your bikes to show for it. >You revved the engine, and smiled at the poor lumbering fool behind you. >He's carrying the sled on his back, looking at his bike with literal disdain. "What's wrong, fat ass? Getting tired?" >He returned the finger, and hopped on his bike. >"Shut up and drive, you grumpy bitch." >You chortled almost insultingly, kicking up the kickstand. "Don't start something you can't finish. You should feel disgusted, being used as Miley Cyrus' wrecking ball." >After that, you drove off, leaving the poor sod in your dust. >You should be nicer to your friend, but he likes it. >Just as much as you. ----- >You are Anon (Yvon) >And Sonata hasn't stopped apologizing since you left. >"I'm so sorry!! I didn't know, your hair is so long, and you never had a beard!" >It's cute...And so is your daughter. >But you really missed your car. >This Firebird is really special to you. >And now you have a family... >You love Sonata, and your child. >Now that you are out, you can go see Big Mac about working. >And you'll have to get your diploma from CHS. >You've got people to support. "Sonata, I get it! It's fine that you didn't know that. I'm not clean shaven and it's been a while." >"I know, but I just...I feel so stupid!!" >This girl is too damn cute. >You pull up to your old apartment, hoping things at still the way they are. >You need a shave, at the least. The hair has grown on you though... >Hopefully no one says you look like an emo brat. >As you get out, you watch Sonata with Toccata in her arms, smiling wide. "Your smile really lights things up, you know that?" >Sonata blushed brightly, and walked past you. >Inside the apartment, your jaw dropped. >It was...so unholy to your eyes. >Everything was... CLEAN. >You remember the mess of a house you kept. >No clothes everywhere. No unclean dishes. >Holy shit, this is a lot to take in. >"Hurry, Adagio wants us in Cloudsdale in a bit." >With a pep in your step, you make your way to the bathroom. >Clippers...clippers... >None to be found, so this means you have to use shaving cream. >And a razor... >This'll be a while. -------- >You are Anon (Equ. Navy) >Holy shit, this is a lot of presents. >No man alive should be under this much wrapping paper. >You're driving to pick up Aria and her friend from their shared apartment. >Hopefully they are dressed as elves, so you can make this a good Christmas for the kids. >Emily's friends have been through a lot living without their parents. >The boy had it the toughest. >But this Christmas should turn it all around. >Nothing but smiles. >You aren't too fond of having a criminal near the kids though. >Murder a man, and get out on good behavior? >Seems fishy. But... >He has a child of his own, unable to witness the birth and hold her for the first moments of it. >And honestly, you'd kill a man too if he got in your face spewing racial slurs and accusing you of theft. >But you are trained, you can keep a level head under stress. >He was just a kid. >Aria's place. And here they are outside, picking at each other and arguing. >These 2 should be fucking married, since they argue so much. >You roll down the window. >"-Come on Anon!! They're kids, don't you want them to have a good Christmas?" >"I don't give a fuck what you say, I'm taking off these damned tights!!" "You fools look adorable, what are you arguing about?" >Aria looked at you and smiled. >"Nothing! Anon here was just saying how much he LOVED-" >She punched him in the gut. >"-Christmas. We'll hop in now." >The 2 elven helpers got in, pushing their way through the presents in the back of the truck. >You looked at this Anon, reading him. >"Damn bro. All this for the kids?" >Nodding, you drive away from the apartment. "At some point you always want to give your kids the best the world can offer, no matter what." >"Pffft. I don't think I could do this..." "Well, not all of them are for children." "Some of those are for me, Adagio, Sonata, Anon, You, Me. Everyone's getting gifts." >"Huh. Funny. Here I am thinking Anonymous is a unique name." >You and Aria laughed as he stretched. "Well, maybe our parents met up and thought it'd be funny to name their children Anon." >"I got Anon E. Mous. The E is for Erasmus." >Aria scoffed. >"Biblical much?" >"It's not in the bible. I don't think..." "I'm Anon O. Mous. I is for Oswald." >This had you wondering... >What was the other Anon's middle name? ------ >You are Heartstrings. >"COME ON ROSY!! WE'RE IN CLOUDSDALE!!" >This is...Christmas. >Without your parents. >Em's parents are great folks, but they can never fill that void. >Your mom, your dad. >Your dad didn't like you much, but you still loved him. He was your only dad. >"Heart? Are you okay?" >Snowdrop tugged at your hand, facing you. "Yeah, Snowy. I'm fine." >She frowned. >"Heart, I can't see. But I know when you aren't happy. Is it about them?" >Maybe talking will help. >It'll keep you from doing anything rash. "Yes...I miss my mom..." >Snowdrop began to play with your fingers. >"Mine are gone too, Heart. You know that. I miss them a lot. But before they left they told me they loved me. As long as I know that, I'll be okay. Didn't your parents tell you they loved you?" >Mom did. She always wrote it on sticky notes and stuck them in your lunch box. >And on your jacket, pants, and the refrigerator. >But dad... >"It's taking you a bit to answer...I'll leave you alone. But remember, I am your friend, and so's Emily. We are enough love for each other!" >Snowdrop smiled and raised her arms, indicating a hug. >You gave in, embracing your blind friend another thought. >She's right. You guys are friends, and that means a lot. >Emily begged for her dad to not let you all be split apart. >She didn't want to lose you all, and you didn't want to lose them after losing mom and dad. >"Snowy! Rosy! Come on, the lights are starting! My uncles and dad are here, too!" >You hold Snowy's hand all the way to the parking lot, keeping silent the entire way. >Em's dad smiled as he handed out the presents, everyone joyful. >It took a while but you got some things as well. >You are hard to shop for, because you never say what you want. >You never really know. >Emily got a violin, and Snowdrop got a guitar... >And you got an ocarina. >Those were all you guys cared about, you of course got other gifts. >All you guys wanted to do was play music together. >But... >This Christmas...you just aren't...feeling it. ----- >You are Anon (Yvon) >And you are a fucking dumbass. >"Don't worry!! No one'll notice the band aids on your cheeks!" >...facepalm.gif >Dammit Jesus, couldn't you have left pops around to show a nigga how to shave? >Because blood and cuts aren't fashionable down on earth. >As you pulled up to Mount Starswirl, looking over all of Canterlot, Ponyville, and Cloudsdale, you saw the whole gang there. >Aria and her odd friend Anon. >Adagio and her husband. >Still don't know how they pulled that off. >and three kids, each one happy and... >Whoa. Why isn't pink hair smiling? >"We're here!! Do you want me to hold Toccata?" "Huh? Uh, no I got her. You've done it for I don't know how long, it's my turn now." >Everyone gets situated, and you decide to use your arms to hold the baby. >Because fuck that weird harness shit. >"Anon!! It's been a while!" >Everyone looks at you, Aria's face lit up with obvious glee. >Adagio had a warm motherly smile on, and her husband was pretty elated as well. >The other Anon... >He looked like he was watching C-Span.