AN: Sorry for the sudden slow down. I have been really busy with school. I threw in a character everyone loves.
I pressed down on the door handle and walked inside, closing the door behind me. "Hello?" Twilight's voice came from the back. The sounds of her hoofs walking around the corner followed. "Yes, I am back." I turned toward the sound of her voice. Our eyes met and I studied her gaze. They there was some pity in them.
"Tread." She walked over as if she were on a minefield. "Yes?" I approached her and she seemed to shrink back. "I-I found your journal." Her voice was drowning in pity and guilt. "I thought it was a book Spike left out. It didn't have a title so I looked inside to see if I could classify the book and I read the first entry."
My face morphed with the pain that came along with remembering the first entry. Upon seeing that, she shed a few tears. I moved forward to try to explain and comfort her. She backed away and looked up. She was close to breaking down. "Why don't you tell anypony Tread?" I opened my mouth but she continued. "Tread, why do you keep this to yourself?" Tears were streaming now. Her voice lowered almost to a whisper. "You have seen bad things Tread."
I went from walking in happy to being attacked emotionally? I was on the defensive now. "Twilight. War is something horrible. I keep it form the ones I love and care about to protect the ponies I love!" I lifted her head with a hoof. "That includes you." I gave her a hug and then let go. I looked at her face. It was in a surprised state. I smiled and gave a small laugh. "Expecting a kiss?" She snapped out of her trance and shook her head, her messy mane trailing her head. "I thought you would be mad." I shook my head. "I was at first but I forgave you after I realized you were telling the truth."
I gingerly moved Twilight onto my back and carefully walked up stairs. She exasperated herself from her emotional fit. I laid her on her bed and moved her around so it was possible to put her blanket over her. I smiled then walked back down the stairs. I walked into the kitchen and picked up a pencil.
Reading something old doesn't mean that person has regrets. I don't talk about the things I have done because of how painful it is. I want you to read an entry though. Page 23, that is the story of my promotion to Sargent.
I read over the note and nodded. I glanced at the clock. Five O'clock. The post office should be open still.
I'm going to the post office.
"You sure Mr. Tread?" The gray wall-eyed mail mare asked after she had swung open the post office and slammed it into my face. I nodded and continued writing with the pencil between my teeth. The bleeding had stopped a little while after she had gotten ice. I finished the letter and folded it up. The gray Pegasus whose name I learned was Ditzy Doo, (She said I can call her Derpy.) walked over with an envelope in her teeth. I cautiously took it, to avoid the inevitable nose bump that would send my nose into a spasm of pain.
I fussed with the envelope before Ditz- Derpy helped by keeping the envelope open. I smiled then picked up the letter and slipped it inside. I picked the envelope up with my hoofs and licked the glue on the flap. I picked the pencil up once more and scribbled the addresses on it. "Thanks." I handed it to the mare and she placed it in the 'Out-going mail' after I paid for the proper stampage. "Thanks again." I said once more as I smiled. "I feel like I am forgetting something..." I mumbled, just standing there in the post office.
The door opened and closed behind me and I heard the little pittle pattle of a foals hooves. "Hey mom!" Derpy turned and her face lit up when she saw the foal. "How was school, Dinky?" My ears perked up at that name. I looked over and sure enough there was the filly who was in the class I talked to. "It was awesome!" The filly was bouncing up and down. "Sweetie Belle invited the war hero Mr. Tread to talk to us!" Derpy looked over at me and I nodded. "Is this Mr. Tread?" she asked motioning toward me with a wing. Dinky stopped bouncing and followed her mothers gesture. "Yes!" she started to bounce seemingly higher.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Derpy said shaking her head with a slight smile that was caused from her daughters reaction. "There is a discount for active military." She said walking to the counter. "But I'm not active military." Derpy stopped and so did Dinky. "Why not?" they both asked at the same time. "You look fine to me." I lifted a saddle bag and showed the patch of missing coat Still hasn't grown back...
Derpy nodded and walked back from the mailpack. One of her hooves caught on a floor board and she tripped, I walked over and helped her back up. "You OK?" She nodded and looked down. "Now you know why they call me 'Derpy'." I frowned. "That's not nice." She shrugged and laughed it off. "I don't mind. It makes others laugh." She ruffled the feathers on her wings. "Tread are you doing anything tonight?"
I paused and thought. "No, you have something in mind?" Derpy nodded and looked at the clock. "How about dinner?" It seemed she caught my torrent of thoughts. "Its just a casual dinner. Don't worry, Dinky will be with us." The fillies eyes lit up."Really?!" Derpy nodded and looked at me. I shrugged. "I guess."
Twilight yawned then stretched. She moved to sit up and rubbed her eyes with her hoofs. "Tread." Silence. Twilight clambered out of her bed and almost ran down the stairs. "Tread?" She looked around the room and spotted a peice of paper on the kitchen table. She surrounded it with her magic and levitated the note over. As she read she mouthed the words quietly to herself then laid down the note.
"Page 23..." She walked into Treads "Room" and levitated the book. She flipped open the page and began to read.