Not a Monster 3: Realizations and Revelations

by Dreamscape

Rising from the Ashes

So, I suppose that even though my tale is over, and I got my point across, you still want a bit more. You want some added closure. You want to know what happened after that. Well, I guess I can say a bit more, but not much.

Although things had definitely gotten much less magical at CHS after the ordeal with the sirens and the battle of the bands, it was just as magical to me. Although I never sprouted pony ears, a pair of wings, or a horn, or never felt the Equestrian magic as my friends did, I finally understood why they thought of friendship so highly. I even experienced how magical it was in my own way. I had the most amazing friends anyone could ever hope for, and knew that I could never take that for granted. I had so much fun with them and grew so content, that I began to stop worrying about the future or wallowing in the past.

Because of that, I didn’t worry much about the summer months before me and what lay after that. I didn’t worry about where I was going to work, what I was going to do to pass the time, anything like that. I was simply living in the moment, and knew that if things kept on going as they were, everything would be perfectly fine. I still wanted the kind of love that I had been searching for, but it didn’t matter to me nearly as much as it had before. I had found love, or at least realized that I had it, even if it was a different kind. Although that was the case, the kind of love that I had with those girls was just as special as love in the romantic sense. As long as I had friendship to tide me over until I did find that special someone, everything would alright. I know this is going to sound cheesy and probably pretty stupid to someone who doesn’t fully understand it, but friendship is magic. Oh, and one more thing.

After school ended and summer began, a rather warm day was making me crave food that was both somewhat spicy and full of flavor, more specifically, tacos. I returned to La Yegua Grasa to once again partake in eating the most delicious tacos I had ever had. Lo and behold, I soon discovered that Sonata must have had a similar craving. As I walked into the restaurant’s familiar, colorful interior, she looked up from her booth and our eyes met. My entire body froze, and so did hers. I wondered whether or not I should hate her. I still thought there was good somewhere inside of that girl, even after all that had happened. I knew I had felt it before. With my growing knowledge of friendship, I decided to approach her.

“Hey, Sonata,” I said somewhat awkwardly but quickly recovered. “Taco time again?”

“Yup! Same for you or…?”

“Yeah, haven’t been back since we came here that one time.”

Wowzers, and you survived without these tasty things for that long?” she asked, looking down at her half empty plate of tacos.

“I guess so,” I said with a laugh, sitting down across from her.

“Uh… hey… I sorta feel kinda bad for what I did and stuff. I don’t know if Adagio and Aria will ever do this, I mean maybe, but yeah, I’m totally sorry.”

“It’s alright, I was going to forgive you anyways,” I said with a nod and smile. “Where are those two anyways?”

“Oh, cool… and they didn’t want tacos like always. Wanna, like, eat with me since I don’t have anyone else to talk to?”

“Yeah, sounds good, maybe we can hang out more this summer at some point, too? Just figured you’d want to spend some time with someone else other than those two. I’m sure it gets old.”

She giggled. “Yeah, it so does.”