Blood Red Roses

by totallynotabrony


April 23

Okay, maybe I was being a little overdramatic last night. But as I was bleeding on my journal and stumbling away, at the time it seemed really important that everypony know what happened to me if I died.
I’m glad this journal’s so heavy. A solid whack to the head got the wolf to go away. My watch got broken in the scuffle, though.
This morning, it seems like I’m still alive. Good to know :p By the time I got home last night, Daisy was asleep and Lily wasn’t home yet, so I bandaged my leg and went to bed.

9:00 ish?
I just remembered the note about Sugarcube Corner. Saturday morning tea time! Me time!

9:30 ish?
Pinkie complemented me on my scarf. I tied it on to hide the bandage, and I think it works pretty well. Maybe a bit asymmetric, but you can't go wrong with a dash of color. And Pinkie made a huge deal about how adorable I look. I'm patting myself on the back for getting a table outside. Pinkie can't hang around forever. I just want to soak up the sunshine and drink this tea.

I love this tea!

10:00
I really need to get a new watch. I'm telling time by the town hall bell.

10:05 ish?
Lamplight just went into Sugarcube Corner. I must have missed his party yesterday. Oh well, Pinkie's usually pretty good about staggering them so that everypony can go to most of them.

I cannot believe what he just said to me! "You look really hot with that bandage." What kind of stallion says that to a mare? I think if I hadn't glared at him, he would have joined me at my table with his tea. Worse, I don't think he said it because he doesn't know how to talk to mares. That smile...he knew what he was saying. Jerk.
I wanted to get up and buy a cookie anyway. When I came back outside to my tea, he was gone.

10:30
Back home. Something's been bothering me. How did Lamplight know I had a bandage? I checked the scarf but it's still hiding it. Daisy and Lily haven't said anything as we get ready for lunch.

10:45
Ugh, maybe no lunch for me. Suddenly not in the mood.

12:00
I can't remember being so sick. It's at the point that I think if I threw up I would feel better. Where did this come from?