Dear Diary,
I have recently discovered a happy thing that has happened whilst I was away—a cause for celebration. There appears to be love in the air around Canterlot at the moment. Not only are Miamore and Princess Lilac engaged to be married in a year or so but it seems that other friends have found their hearts beating for another.
I found it out yesterday when I went to the palace. The first pony I saw there, walking through the gardens, warmed my heart. A little blue foal charged at me almost knocking me to the floor in the force of her happy hug. She let out a large shrill ‘Dandelion!’. It’s good to know that she still remembers her first words from those years ago. Yes that’s right; Loony’s grown up and is cuter than ever.
Honestly I can’t believe she still remembers me. It feels like forever since I saw her last, and other than a few letters I managed to send every now and again we’ve had no other contact. But Diary, she really does still love me as a brother, I swear. Almost instantly she begged me to come and play with her and her Nanny (she later revealed to me that this Nanny did not like ‘fun games’ like I did and would only let her do ‘princess activities’). I noticed her speech was much posher than mine or Tia’s had ever been. It was different but I liked that about her; I was glad she was different and was trying to behave like a proper royal. When I told her this she simply said, her memory astounding me, “I can remember when thou used to play games were thee and thy were royalty. Thou always spoke with the Royal Canterlot talk.’
I bowed to her and answered back the same way (still amazed how well spoken she was. Could I speak that well when I was barely a filly...er, colt?). She laughed and said I sounded silly. Her Nanny scowled at that point and told ‘her Royal Highness Princess Luna’ that she was going to collect Cedar to play outside also. It was Loony’s turn to frown then. I could always tell even when they were foals that she wasn’t fond of her brother; it’s quite sad to see that she still doesn’t seem to get along with him. It certainly seemed that way when he came out.
I have to say that although young, Cedar has the makings of a handsome colt like his Father. He’s a unicorn oddly, even though only his Mother was a unicorn. Loony seems to hold it over him that she’s got wings AND a horn and he’s only got one of them. Quite funny really. Certainly entertaining from another pony’s point of view.
But they weren’t the only ponies I saw today. In the distance I spotted Gallophad talking with some knights, but decided not to talk to him just yet. He’s very grown-up now, even though he isn’t really a full grown stallion yet. As far as I know he’s been helping deal with an issue in the changelings region. I couldn’t bug him when he was busy. Anyway, Shadow was the next one I properly spent time with.
He’d appeared to talk to Gallophad it seemed but noticed me from up above (he was flying into the gardens). It seemed he almost fell from the ground in shock of seeing me. Turns out that nopony had actually told him I was ever coming back—in fact he thought the complete opposite. Still he was happy to see me. I noticed a spark appear in his eye the moment he started talking. Makes you wonder how long he’s been feeling dull for. He should meet Petie; he’d help him out with any problems. If anypony would understand it would be Petie.
Shadow took a walk with me in the gardens to show me a surprise of his. After leading me quite far into the private grounds I saw something amazing. A giant statue of Blankety looked at me from high; a medium sized cocoa tree reminding me of memories from what seemed centuries ago. Blankety and Lady Blankety reunited again. But… I didn’t like it. He didn’t look like himself anymore. His fur was freezing to the touch, his breath ran cold and absent, and the heart that I knew all about no longer existed. It was a constant reminder of his death, not a festival of his life. I got out of there as fast as I could, running off without Shadow to stop me (thankfully he understood why I did it and forgave me).
And that’s when I saw the happy moment. I heard a voice I recognised from around the corner. The voice of a white filly that I’d always cared for, paired with that of another deeper, gruffer voice. Giggling came from the mare’s throat and silence came. Out of joy of hearing Tia again I charged round to find her.
What did I find do you think Diary?
Tia and Nocturn, kissing. They jumped when I appeared and let go of one another. Tia blushed and I gave her a smile. And as I told them then, I could never be happier for anypony. They belong together. If Tia’s happy then so am I. After all Nocturn—Nox even—isn’t the same colt I once knew who lived to knock me down. He’s growing up into a charming stallion and he proved that by bowing to me today and acting ever so polite.
I’m happy for them. I am.
Right now I’m even preparing a cake to celebrate their one-year anniversary. It says ‘Tia+ Diddy’… er… Nocturn I mean, ‘two hearts forever’. Quite sweet really. They love each other. Really, they do. I’m sure of it. I mustn’t judge if I don’t know the full thing that’s gone on. Nox really cares for Tia; he makes her happy. I used to make her happy too.
And I destroyed her life. But Nox will be better I’m sure. Why would he want to hurt Tia? She’s the nicest mare I’ve ever met—a tad bit boring sometimes but she’s worth it.
Yes, Celestia’s always been worth it.
I can still remember how she laughed and said to me, ‘well, at least now we know we were never meant to be right?’. That was… awkward to say the least. Totally fine though. She’s happy.
They’re all happy.
And it’s going to stay that way this time. I have to remember to keep calm and everything will be okay. Nothing bad can happen now Diary—not with the new Diddy.
The new Diddy’s the best. He’s calm and nice and friendly. He’ll never get angry at anypony. They’re in love.
Love’s in the air for everypony.
Except discord. Nopony loves discord. Harmony is the most important thing in Equestria. And I’m going to be the most harmonious colt they’ve ever met.