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// Losses 
// Story: Shoulder to Cry On 
// by Soul_Eater 
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Buckwheat lived in Appaloosa, well he did but he felt like he and what family he had left needed to move away from where the trauma had happened. Buckwheat sat at a lonely pair of graves, his parents were buried at his feet. Beside him sat his little sister sobbing away. Life wasn't fair, Buckwheat was very angry with the way life was going. His little sister was not like his earth pony form, she was a small cream colored unicorn with a sky blue mane with light pink highlight running in a single strip throughout her mane and tail. He felt like a perv eyeing her flank, her cutie mark was shield and from it came a shining balst of magic. She had learned from a young age that her strength was the shield spell and then having it morph into a beam of magic. "Well, Parma I got a job in Ponyville on an apple farm. It's all I can gwt for now. I know mom and dad are buried here and your friends are here; but our second cousin Braeburn pulled strings with Applejack and Big Mac. I know you are more adapted to city or town life but I promise you that one day we'll be back as soon as possible."

Eight Months Later

Buckwheat was pulling the plow when Big Mac asked, "I hear Parma crying at night still. Have you mourned properly? Ever since your folks passed on, you've been working twenty-four hours seven days a week."
"I need to be strong for Parma, I'll be fine! Besides  I'm a grown stallion and stallions don't cry!" Big Mac could hear the sadness in the voice mixed with a rage for an unknown reason.
"Buckwheat! I am going to have you take the day off tomorrow and by order, you will talk to Pinkie Pie. That crazy mare has an ability to see where the hurt lies. She may help you with the pain within you." 


Pinkie Pie & Buckwheat 

Buckwheat sat in a corner booth of a bar. A few tables down he saw Berry Punch drunk as ever and yet dominating a chess game. His appointment walked in, Vinyl Scratch slowed the beats down and put on recordings of Octavia's music on for a bit. "So, Buckwheat tell me what is eating you? Big Mac alluded to you not properly mourning. Parma says that you have been blocking out conversations about your folks, and that have snapped a few times and yelled at her that they're dead and that she needs to move on."
"As I've told Big Mac, stallions don't cry! It shows that they're weak!"
"When a stallion cries at the loss of loved one............it shows strength in their affection and that they have a caring heart." The pair talked and Buckwheat never told Pinkie why he hadn't mourned. Deep down, he knew their parents' death was his fault. Many times he wanted to pass on and forget about his mistake.