Quick shitty thing I wrote for a thread.
Music to read to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MmgV6vN0Evs
 
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>Be Twilight Sparkle.
>Be in ponyville market, waiting.
>"Heya Twilight~!"
"H-hello Anon."
>"So, where did you want to go?"
"... Something simple, how about Mrs. Pies?"
>"Sounds good to me."
>The two of you walk into the small shop while idly chatting, the pleasent scents of a variety of sweets drifting in the air.
>Grabbing a small table by the window Anon scours the menu while you just close yours and put it off to the side.
>He looks up, a curious glint in his eyes.
>"Not hungry Sparks?"
"No, I just... Know what I want."
>You give a half smile.
>He seems confused, but trusts you implicitly and accepts it.
>Mrs. Pie eventually comes by, a notepad in hoof.
>"And what do you want dearie?" she says to Anon.
>Your tongue traced his words on the inside of your cheek as they fell out of his mouth.
>"Hmm... I think a blueberry muffin would be delicious~"
>Mrs. Pie smiles and nods, "Ours are the best." before turning to you.
"Suprise me."
>You cut her off before she even asks.
>She seems slightly perturbed by your odd behavior, but you know she would just pass it off as Twilight being Twilight.
>She goes to bring your orders.
>You turn back to Anon.
"Anon... I've got to say something to you."
>"What is it Sparks?"
"I..."
>The words get caught in your throat, you turn away.
>"... Hey, you know you can tell me anything?"
>You look back at him.
"... I know."
>He smiles warmly. It was an honest and pure smile. A true smile. He cared, there was no doubt about that.
>Two plates clink on the table infront of you.
>Mrs. Pie returns to her stool behind the counter.
>She watches you two, amused by what she assumed to be a budding romance.
>Without hesitation Anon digs into his.
"Do you like it?" you ask, trying to smile.
>"Like it, I love it!" his goofy grin was almost too much for your composure.
>It almost always was.
"Good. That's... Good."
>His brow furrows as he tries to figure out what was wrong with you.
"I'm... I-i'm not good with goodbyes Anon..."
>He pauses.
"I don't think... I don't think I can continue... W-without you..."
>His brow unfurrows.
"I just CAN'T..."
>You look away.
>You hear Mrs. Pie gasp from behind the counter.
>You force yourself to look.
>Blood dripped down from his nose onto the plate, a hazy look in his eyes.
>Your world breaks, again. You break, again. Or were you already broken?
>Yeah. You were.
>You close your eyes, and focus your energy.
>A blight flash illuminates the room.
>Be Twilight Sparkle.
>Be in ponyville market, waiting.
>"Heya Twilight!"
"H-hey Anon."
>"So, where did you want to go?"
"... H-how about Mrs. Pies?"