3 Days Remaining Until Operation
6:15
May looked at the sleeping Pinkamena, who had her head resting on May's chest just below her neck. She looked peaceful. I guess she is kind of... May thought. NO! May thought, turning her head away from Pinkamena. Don't think that about her. She's the enemy! She looked back at the sleeping mare. Still... Pinkamena opened her eyes a tad and smiled.
"You know I can hear what you're thinking, right?" she asked softly.
"You can?" May asked, surprised by what she said.
"I'm in your head, remember?" May let out a sigh. "I knew you liked it when I touched you."
"No!" May whispered loudly. "It's not like that. I--"
"Don't kid yourself, girl." said Pinkamena with a yawn. "Tell me what you really feel about me."
"What I really feel?"
"And don't lie because..." She tapped a hoof to her head. "I'll know."
May was about to say something but just sighed instead .
"All right." she said, taking a deep breath. "I think you're evil. Pure evil. No pony likes you and no pony ever will.... But..."
"But?" asked Pinkamena. "Go on."
"But when you're sleeping, you look so peaceful and..." May sighed again. "kind of... pretty." she finished hesitantly.
"Pretty?" asked Pinkamena, lifting her head. "How so?" She almost sounded intrigued by what May was saying about her.
"When you don't have a scowl and your eyes are closed... you look nice." May explained. "And your hair is, despite who you are, very beautiful. It's long and straight and I've noticed how it glistens in the light. I think you were a pony who was wronged in the past and decided to wear her hair over to face, as if to hide herself from the world. And deep down, you long for friendship and companionship, which is why you enjoy... cuddling with me. You want to be loved but, at the same time, feared. Your emotions are what drive you to be who you are. It seems you're filled with rage and vengeance that can only be satisfied by causing pain to others. You want others to feel and share your pain. I have a feeling that, somewhere deep down inside, you wish you could end your killings. To put aside your need for revenge and feel what it's like to be loved again. You miss the old days when you were loved by every pony, don't you?" Pinkamena said nothing. She was in shock by how deep May's words were. And... they were all true. "I think you do." May continued. "I think you want to be loved again." She placed a hoof under Pinkamena's chin. The mare didn't even bother shaking May's hoof away. "You want some pony to be your friend. To care about you." She paused again. "To love you."
To Pinkamena's surprise, May leaned in and kissed her on the lips. When May pulled away, Pinkamena was left speechless. Her eyes started to water and her lip began to quiver.
"May." she said softly. "Finally... some pony who understands what I'm going through."
May began to stroke Pinkamena's hair. "I feel sorry for you." said May. "What happened to you was not right."
"I know." said Pinkamena. "Those ponies are the reason I'm like this."
"No." said May. "It wasn't them." Pinkamena looked confused. "Twilight told me everything. How you thought all your friends were avoiding you that day and, when you finally got to Sweet Apple Acres, you thought they were throwing you a going-away party. You over-reacted. And that over-reaction is what led you to become like this. A piece of your heart went missing when you thought you lost your friends. That void made way for rage and anger. And day by day, you turned more angry and more vengeful until suddenly... you were consumed."
"Whether it was an accident or intentional, they're still the reason I'm like this. They're to blame for all the ponies I've killed."
May shook her head and put a hoof around Pinkamena's waist.
"Listen, Pinkamena. You're going through a tough time right now. Obviously. I just want you to that I'm here for you."
Pinkamena began to cry. "Why do you have to be so nice?"
"It's who I am."
"Well, I can't kill you now." said Pinkamena.
"Why is that?" May asked, a tad bit confused.
"Because I don't kill friends."
"Oh, Pinkie." May said softly.
11:59pm
May spent the rest of the day comforting Pinkamena, exchanging a kiss every now and then. May hoped that she had gotten through to Pinkamena and that maybe she would stop her evil ways.