>You're in your living room with your bro Rainbow Dash.
>Been passing the time drinking some Rum, and telling stories when Rainbro says, "Hey, anon, we’ve been friends for a while now right?"
"Yeah, why?"
>"Well, it's that I don't really know anything about you..."
"What do you mean? You know more about me than everypony in Ponyville."
>"Well, that's not what I mean... I want to know something a little bit deeper than that... I wanna know some of your secrets."
"Dash... I think you've had too much rum."
>"Aww, come on anon! It'll be fun!"
>Letting out a sigh, you recall all the fun moments you've had with her.
>All the small fights, and all the awkward moments...
"Fine. I'll tell you the biggest secret I have."
>"Really?!"
"On the condition that you keep your word, and tell no one what I have said here."
>She nods her head in agreement.
>You clear your throat and start talking, "Well... Let’s see... I think it would be a good idea to start with... what happened before I arrived here..."
>You pour some more rum into a glass.
"Before... Before I arrived here, I was... I was on death row."
>There's a small pause before Dash speaks up, "Death... row?"
>Right, ponies don't have that system here.
>You take a sip of your rum before you start explaining, "From where I come from, earth, there's a system for punishing criminals that have done crimes that are so bad, that they have been deemed unrepentable. I... I was one of them."
>The silence lasts for a while.
>"What'd you do?" she asks softly.
>You down the rest of your rum, and reach for more.
>Pouring some, you drink the glass and continue, "It was late December, about a week before Christmas... Err; Christmas is a holiday where you give gifts to friends and family members. It's like Harthswarming eve. "
>She nods.
"Anyway, during that week, I had gotten to work. As I walked into the complex, I ran into my boss. He told me I had 20 minutes to pack my things and get out. That I was being laid-off. I had planned using the check to help pay for my Ma's heart surgery... So you can guess what kind of mood I was in."
>You drink more rum.
"Well, I got my stuff, a left. I had to walk back to my apartment. I dropped off my laid in my bed."
>"...What's this have to do with your crime...?"
"A good part of it. Now, a few days later, it's Christmas Eve, the day before Christmas. I was sulking around a bar, like I had been ever since I got fired. It got pretty late, and I don't really remember what happened all that well. What I do remember is standing in front of my Ex-Bosses house, watching it burn, and listing to the screams inside."
>She lets off a half heart laugh, probably trying to convince her self you're lying.
>"You're... you're joking right?"
"I really wish I was..."
>Tears are at your eyes, "I wish I could take it all back, I wish that never happened..."
>You reach for the rum, but RD swipes away your hand, "I... I think you've had enough..."
>You look at her, and see something in her eyes...
>It looks like fear, and... Sorrow?
>"I... I don't know what to say..."
"You don't have to say anything, just let me finish up."
>She nods.
"I stood there, waiting... I stayed there until the cops came, and tackled me to the ground. They said I was laughing with tears flowing down my checks... The trial was hard. I had sobered up, and like I said, had little memory of that night. I was scared witless, not knowing what was going on. It didn't help that my lawyer didn't seem to like me. The trial ended with me getting death by lethal injections...
>"Wha-"
"I don't want to explain that, so don't ask, it hurts bringing this up as is. I don't want to remember that... I will say this; as I was on the table, I was thinking of nothing... I heard the signal for the injections, and closed my eyes. Then... then I felt a gentle breeze. I opened my eyes, and saw a mane that looked like an aurora. It was flowing in the wind."
>"Wait, that's not what you told us..."
"I was told to say something else... She pointed me in the direction of Ponyville and told me to walk. I had millions of questions, but only asked one. Her name."
"She replied with 'Celestia', and before I could ask anything else, she disappeared."
>You look down, lost in your thoughts. You hadn't really thought much of that day, wanting to forget it."
>You're pulled from your thoughts when you hear RD laughing.
>Looking at her, you ask, "Something funny?"
>"Now I know you're joking!"
>You glare at her, "Dash, I already said I'm not."
>"How can you NOT be joking? You just said that the Princess saved you!"
"The... princess?"
>"Really? You didn’t know that?"
>You shake your head, "No."
>"Dude, how long have you been here?"
"About a year?"
>"How have you NOT heard of her!?"
>You shrug, "I don't know, nor do I really care."
>She hoofs you in the shoulder, "Aww, come on man! Cheer up! How about we go out somewhere?"
>Wiping the tears out of your eyes, you raise an eyebrow, "Excuse me, but... Did you just ask me out?"
>Her face turns a shade of red, "I.. Uh... N..n.."
>You cut her off, "I'd be happy to join you... Anything to get my mind off this..."
>She smiles at you, and flies to the door.
>"Meet me at the Claim Jumper ASAP then! I have to get something!"
"Alright then."
>You smile at her as she leaves.
>You get up, and close the door.
>Leaning ageist it, you slide to the ground, crying.
>You held out some of the details, knowing it'd surely make her run.
>You didn't tell her that you recalled seeing your boss and his kids running inside, burning...
>Neglecting to tell her that you enjoyed the sight of watching the greedy bastard burn...
>You stay on the ground, crying for a while.
>After you get it out, you stand
>You make your way to your room, and get your ties.
>Binding them together, you tie one to the ceiling.
>You put your head though the makeshift noose.
"Sorry rainbow, but... I'm not going to be able to make it..."
>Closing your eyes, you step off your stool.
>This isn't what hanging should feel like...
>It feels like you're bound to a table.
>You open your eyes and see you're back in the room for your execution.
>The time you spent in Equestria...
>What was it all?
>A dream?
>Dreams don't feel that real.
>You see the injections start.
>You lie back, and accept your fate.
>It was fun, Rainbow... If you even existed.
>The final injection is pushed in, and your heart stops.
>Your eyes close, and your breath stops.
>Before you fully die, you hear familiar a voice call out, "ANON!"
"r...rai...bow...."
>Your final words. The name of the mare you loved. Even if it was some weird hallucination, you just regret that final choice you made.
>But now, it’s too late, as blackness engulfs your vision, and death over takes you.