Let's Just Live

by Psyga315


Like a Fairy Tale

Your phone began to buzz to life as you got out of your science class. Flipping the phone open, you saw Pinkie’s text telling you to meet in the bleachers after school. At the same time, you saw Twilight’s text telling you to meet an hour afterwards. With a sigh, you texted both of them and told the both of them to meet you at the bleachers.


As you awaited at the bleachers, you saw some of the soccer players. It had been a while since they put on the butterfly patch on their uniforms and now it seemed as though it was part of the uniform rather than some promotional thing.

It made you smile, although somewhat bitterly. You remembered not going to the games after they added the pattern. It seemed silly, but you had a reason for why you didn’t go. You just didn’t want to be reminded of…

That’s when a soccer ball fell onto your feet. You looked up and saw a girl in front of you. You rarely seen her and you couldn’t for the life of you know why. She had long hair colored in two streaks: gray and pink. It almost reminded you of candy. She had a big red bow at the back of her head and, along with the uniform, had one of those red rubber wristbands around her left arm.

“Um… Can you pass that back to me?” You froze, if only because her tone reminded you so much of her. After a moment, you shook yourself and lightly kicked it back to her. “Thank you!” You sighed.

“Sup, Nonny!” You jumped at Pinkie Pie’s voice, landing on the other side of the bench. She proceeded to grab you, pushing you onto the bench while she kicked up her legs. She nuzzled her head into your shoulder. “How are you doing!?” She asked.

“Erm… Fine?” You said, unsure how to respond.

“Hey, I just want to let you know that I’ll do anything to make you smile.” She said as she grinned at you. You smiled back.

“You’re already doing it…” You felt her soft cheek as she sheepishly giggled. Truth be told, Pinkie had been visiting you quite a bit since Fluttershy died. Perhaps she wanted to see you be happy and break you out of your funk. Well, she seemed to have done just that. You felt happy with her presence.

“Anon!” You heard Twilight’s voice and turned around to see her. “Hey there. I have someone for you to meet.” She then looked to you and Pinkie. “Am… Am I interrupting anything?” She asked. Pinkie got off of you and shook her head.

“Nah. I just was telling Nonny here a joke.” She said. You nodded as well, not sure why she was covering her trail. You got up.

“Alright… But, Twi… If this is a girl, then I’m not sure if I can…” You muttered, though Twilight patted you on the shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it. Come, let’s go…” Twilight said. You then followed her to where she’d take you:


The therapist’s office. It seemed quite drab, all things considered. The beige wallpaper mixed with the brown couch and chair seemed to just suck the joy you had from seeing Pinkie away from you. You were sitting on the foldout chair while Twilight spoke to her therapist, Starlight Glimmer.

You know a bit of her. She was a renowned therapist who Cadance recommended to Twilight shortly after Twilight told them that she’d been having nightmares of her experience at the Friendship Games. After a few sessions with her, she seemed right as rain. You tuned out the conversation, which is why you got to a start when Starlight asked you to sit on the couch after Twilight got off.

“Erm… Okay…” You said to them as you hopped onto the chair.

“How are you with your friends?” Starlight asked you.

“F-fine… I guess. I really like them. They’re very nice.” You said.

“Can you describe them to me?” She asked.

“W-well… Applejack’s really big, though she’s nice when you get to know her. Rainbow Dash’s cool, almost like a big sister, Rarity’s… eh, she’s fancy and all that, but she is generous. Pinkie Pie’s pretty much my best friend. She’s always fun. Twilight’s nice and can take some time to know her. Sunset’s really the glue that binds us together, though. She’s been a great help to me ever since… Ever since…” Twilight knew why you were hesitating, and telling from her frown, so did Starlight.

“Now do you know why you’re here?” She asked you.

“… Yes…” You began to cry. Much like before, you were forced to confront the problem in your life:

Fluttershy, your girlfriend, is dead.

“I know how much it hurts to lose someone you love… I lost my friend when I was around ten.” Starlight placed her hand on your head, brushing through your hair.

“Starlight… I didn’t know…” Twilight frowned before Starlight shook her head.

“No worries. It’s in the past now.” You saw Starlight shed a tear.

“I… I know I shouldn’t be dwelling on this… But… It still hurts…” Your voice cracked and winced every time you finished your sentence. You could see Twilight feel hurt with each cry you hold back.

“Wounds do that sometimes. I still feel pain from losing my friend.” She said.

“Can… can you just give me a pill and make me bury this? I don’t want to drag my friends down just because I’m upset…” You said. Starlight shook her head.

“I’m afraid it’s not that easy. Sure, you’re able to take a pill, but it’s just gonna delay the pain. To fully fix it, you need to get to the root of the problem. Why are you in pain? Why are you upset? You made peace with Fluttershy’s death from what I heard from Twilight, but it still hurts you, right?” She asked.

“Yeah…” You said. She took out a pad and wrote it down.

“I’m going to schedule a full session with you sometime next week. There, we can discuss in full detail about your grief and what we can do about it. Is that okay?” She asked you.

“Yeah… I want to be over this yesterday.” You said.

“Perfect. I’ll see you on the 16th.” She said.

“Thank you, Dr. Glimmer.” You said.

“Please, call me Starlight.” She said.

“O-okay.” You said. You left as you heard Twilight thank the therapist as well.


You walked down the scenic route with Twilight, past a small park where people usually hang out on romantic dates. You kept your eyes glued to the ground, remembering how you used to go on a date with Fluttershy at this very place.

“Anon, I’m sorry for dropping Dr. Glimmer on you, but-” Twilight tried to talk to you, but you spoke up.

“I know. It’s for my own good. Is it really that obvious that I haven’t moved on?” You asked. You then bumped into someone.

“Omph! So-sorry!” You recognized the voice. You looked up, finally seeing the beautiful white field. You looked on the hill that you and Fluttershy had a picnic on and in front of it… “O-oh! You’re the guy who gave me the ball!” That student from the soccer field.

“Oh hey,” you chuckled, “what a coincidence.”

“Yeah…” She blushed before looking at your general direction. “Thank you for before… My name is Angel Wings.” She extended her hand to you.

“Anon Y. Mous.” You said.

“Y-you wouldn’t happen to be related to that Anon-A-Miss person from a while back, right?” She asked. You shuddered as you remembered that awful incident from the holidays. Some user, later revealed to be Applejack’s sister, exposed a lot of secrets of students and pretty much caused an in-school war to erupt. You were caught in the crossfire thanks in part to your name.

Fluttershy, along with Applejack, immediately went to your defense, claiming you weren’t capable of betraying their trust. They couldn’t say the same for their friend Sunset, however. It was perhaps the worst experience of your life, since you were still attacked until word got around that Sunset was supposedly Anon-A-Miss.

In the end, your mom had to send you to live with your aunt and uncle in the city for the entire holiday season until things died down. When you got back, obviously things haven’t quieted. You had a bit of mistrust with your friends, even Fluttershy, with how they treated Sunset. You could never quite walk down the halls without someone batting an eye at you, even when the true Anon-A-Miss exposed herself, and you could swear that Sunset hadn’t quite moved on from it too.

It took a while, but you and the others made up.

“No. He isn’t.” Twilight spoke up. You realized that you were lost in thought for about a minute.

“Oh, well, that’s a relief. I wasn’t really around for that, but I heard from my friends Vapor and Sky that things were pretty rough.” Angel Wings said.

“Yeah, it was…” You said.

“I’m… I’m sorry to bring up such an awkward topic. It’s just, your name and-” Angel Wings said.

“I know. It’s alright…” You began to frown.

“A-are you okay?” Her voice cracked just a bit. You struggled to nod and proceeded to walk to the place where you sat with Fluttershy. While the snow began to chill and wet your pants, you could still feel the grass prickle your hands as you pressed down on them with your glove. The chill breeze in the air cooled you down as you rested your back against the tree. You chuckled as you remembered considering carving a “A + F” inside of a heart, but didn’t go through with it out of Fluttershy’s concern for the tree. You exhaled and felt so relaxed. You saw Angel Wings and Twilight talk it out before the former left. Twilight then went over to you and sat down.

“Hey…” She said to you. You merely smiled back, then looked at the sky. Seemed to be pretty dark, what with the black clouds.

“It’s weird, right? I bumped into someone I met earlier… and she has almost the same shy attitude that...” You sighed. “It feels almost like a fairy tale, you know?”

“It’s not that weird. I mean, I did meet an alternate universe counterpart who happened to be a pony princess, after all.” Twilight said.

“True… Just… It feels weird.” You said. Just then, you heard thunder.

“Oh no! I just realized! There’s gonna be a blizzard tonight!” She said.

“Uuugh…” You groaned. Twilight got out her phone and looked up something.

“Yeah, it’s gonna be lasting the entire day and going into the night… I suppose that traffic’s gonna be a hassle…” She said. You nodded.

In situations like this where travel from the city to the town would be difficult, you and your friends have agreed to stay over Twilight’s house, much like how she would stay over Pinkie’s house should the reverse be true.


There was time to get to her house before the blizzard hit. There, Shining Armor and Cadance greeted you. Contrary to popular belief, Twilight’s parents weren’t dead. They were scientists working overseas. The story that her parents were dead spread about from a copycat Anon-A-Miss, who, unlike the true Anon-A-Miss, just made stories up to raise suspicion.

Thankfully, not all of the stories stuck and it was a much shorter time between the rumors being spread and the user being caught and suspended, but there was enough time for people to start questioning whether or not Twilight’s parents truly died. The facts were there. Twilight lived with her brother and his fiancé and there was almost no mention of her parents whatsoever. Though, thanks to the fact that you and your friends went through this before, you sat down and had a discussion about this with Twilight, where she quickly debunked the rumors.

“Hey, how’s it going?” Cadance asked you. In a way, she was like a second mom to you. Hell, she was a second mom to almost every one of your friends, with her being the mom that Apple Bloom never had. Her presence calmed you, as she was well aware of your misfortune.

“It’s good. I met Dr. Glimmer today.” You said.

“That’s perfect! How was she?” She asked you.

“Nice. She… She really helped.” You smiled.

“It’s always good to see progress being made.” She said. That’s when Shining Armor entered the scene.

“Alright, the bed’s made. You ready?” He asked you.

“Yeah. Of course I am.” You said. You then glanced to Cadance.

“Night.” You said to her. She gave you a smooch on the cheek.

“Good night.” She said. You blushed, then tried to speed yourself past Shining Armor to avoid getting a dirty glare from him.


You slept through the night like a baby and went with Twilight back to school. As you walked during your spare time before your class, you saw a crowd gathering around. You rushed over to see what was going on.

You felt some shock as you saw the exact same scene play out. A girl heavily injured by a car, bleeding out from her injury. The only difference was that she was still alive.

And that it was Pinkie Pie.

“Pinkie!” You shouted, though you felt restrained.

BEEEP BEEEEP BEEEEEP

You saw an ambulance backing up… right to where Pinkie was.

You saw the tire aligned perfectly to her head. You realized what would happen next.

“STOP! HEY! STOP! THERE’S SOMEONE IN THE WAY! STOP!” You shouted, but no one seemed to listen to you. They just ignored you as the truck kept on moving. You could see Pinkie Pie reach her hand out to you, heavily breathing. You tried to reach out to her, only for the tire to roll over her fluffy pink hair. For a split second, you could see her head turn. “NOOOOO!” You screamed.


“Hey, wake up!” You felt your body shake as you opened your eyes.

“H-huh…” You saw Twilight on top of you with a concerned look in her eyes. You trembled as you struggled to get up, remembering what happened to Pinkie Pie. “Pinkie Pie! Is she…”

“What are you talking about? Pinkie Pie’s fine.” Twilight said. She then blinked before realizing what you were talking about. You exhaled, coming to the same conclusion as her. “You had a nightmare, didn’t you?” She asked.

“… Yeah.” You softly said. Twilight laid down next to you. The room was still dark, so there was still time to catch some z’s. You turned around as Twilight held you. “Pinkie Pie was going to die and I… I was unable to…” You couldn’t finish without crying a little.

“How many times has this happened?” She asked you.

“… I lost count.” You said. She frowned.

“When has this been happening?” She asked.

“… Since… Since…” She stroked your back as you cried into her chest. This was one of many painful nights, made only soothing by Twilight’s comfort.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this? Or the others?” She asked you.

“B-because… You saw how they were when they confronted me about it… I don’t want them to get angry with me whenever I get upset... I don't want them to coddle me just because I miss her... And I don’t want them to think less of me because of my grief.” You said.

“It’s alright. We know how much you’re hurting. We will help you through this. Don’t worry.” She told you. You merely just struggled to stop your sobbing, lest it would hurt your throat. Eventually, you fell asleep in her arms, your last thoughts before drifting off to sleep being if they really could help you.