//------------------------------//
// Recognize (12/19/2017) 
// Story: A Pony a Day 
// by OfTheIronwilled 
//------------------------------//

Glitter Glue stopped dead in her tracks. And then she gasped. She breathed in the breathiest breath of her life and thn she had to blow out her cheeks like a fish because if she didn't then she would scream, and the other ponies got mad at her the last time she did that.

Because she just felt a pang. A warm, sparkling, wanting pang all the way down into her glittery soul. And she felt that pang after looking at a certain pony.

The pony, a black unicorn mare with a soft pink man, trotted down the street with a little yellow dragon on her back. She had this look on her face, and her eyes kept going wide when she looked up at the broken-down crystal castle in town.

It was Twilight Sparkle, and Glitter Glue-- no, Pinkie Pie-- knew it. Well, maybe she wasn't Twilight now, but Glitter was absolutely, positively, super-duper sure that she was. She didn't know when or where she had been Twilight Sparkle but she just had been, the same way Glitter had been Pinkie Pie.

Glitter Glue started dancing. A full on throwing-her-body around dance. Later, she'd have to go back to her studio and dance in there too, and then paint a picture about how happy she was because she was just that happy because-- because-!!

She'd been waiting for so long. Since she was a little filly. Since before she was a little filly, when she was a pegasus colt named Astonish, and before she was Astonish, when she was a unicorn named Happy Pop. And probably a lot more "before"s than that. She didn't know, it got fuzzy after a while-- but it didn't matter.

Twilight Sparkle, or whoever she was now, was here. With her. Which meant now, after so long...

They would all be together again, at least for one more lifetime.