You are an inspiration to us all Twilight the memory replayed in her head as she stood before a stained glass window depicting the very same event. “those words hit so much differently now” she whispered to herself.
Twilight’s attention was turned to the sound of the door to her throne room opening. A guard pushed it open just enough to where he can be clearly seen through. “Your majesty, he has arrived.”
Twilight flew back to her throne, making herself comfortable and presentable, anticipating a meeting with one of her most devoted students. “You may send him in.”
The guard pushed the door open, revealing a navy blue stallion with a short, poorly kept mane. The stallion wore a pair of headphones on his ears which he took off and wore on his neck, signaling his undivided attention to the princess. The stallion approached meekly with a sense of nervousness cracking through his expression. “Your majesty,” He said as he bowed politely.
“Tech Beat, I’m glad to see you again, I was so worried that you wouldn’t make it.” Twilight said, “You’ve been keeping to yourself for a while and haven't kept up with your friendship assignment as of late, it’s making me concerned.”
“My apologies princess, I just haven’t been feeling well, mentally.” Tech Beat replied meekly.
“I see. Is something bothering you?”
Tech Beat didn't reply, to nervous to confess, which Twilight noticed was a common habit of his seeing their previous interactions. Instead, Tech Beat turned his head away shamefully as his eyes darted around the throne room, his expression of shame and anxiety nearly impossible to hide.
"Tech Beat, please, I want to help you, and you know I'll do what I can, but I can't do that unless you communicate with me. Please tell me what's going on." Twilight said in a soft-spoken empathetic voice, which was just the thing needed to give Tech Beat enough comfort to finally express his thoughts, although his nervous expression still remained.
“I just haven’t been feeling like myself, and it’s affecting my ability to connect with others. It’s not that I don’t want to make friends, but it’s been so hard, it feels like my head is always in the wrong place and I can’t help but push others away.”
“Perhaps there is a source that has been making you feel this way, perhaps I can help. I am in a position to pull some strings, so anything that’s wrong I’ll do my best to assist.”
“Well I haven’t really pinned down the entire problem as a whole, I do believe that I at least…” Tech Beat stopped, visibly hesitant to pour out his troubles honestly. “Forget it,” he said with a sigh.
“Teach Beat, I understand that it can be hard to open up, but I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.”
Tech Beat considered Twilight’s words; it was hard to deny what she had to say, especially with her elegant and compassionate demeanor that felt motherly to him.
“Okay, but… I just hope you won’t judge me for it.”
“What kind of princess of friendship would I be if I were to do such a thing?”
Tech Beat gave off a gentle smile before it faded back into his weary expression. “Alright" His legs began to tremble, still uncertain of the risks of telling the truth, even if it was the pony that he trusted more than any other. “I’m… I’m… I… feel, like…” He gulped before his emotions burst from his lips. “I’m transgender.”
Twilight’s eyes widened for a few short seconds before she returned to a comforting expression again. She knelt, wrapping her hoof around her student like a compassionate hug, and gently laid her head upon him.
Techbeat wrapped her leg around Twilight, hugging her tightly, still shivering not from anxiety, but from the overwhelming amount of solace and emotion she felt. She sobbed as tears drizzled down her face, no longer feeling the need to hold it in anymore.
Twilight released her comforting grip on Techbeat, drying her tears in a motherly fashion as she gave a warm smile. “I’m proud of you for coming out to me, my faithful student.”