“And so, I went to his house on Monday, and he didn’t even remember? Isn’t that super funny? Not a single memory, a single pippity peep you know? But that’s how it is you know, no one ever remembers. No one ever will.” Giggling to herself, Sweetie flinched, dragging her item through the dirt. For once, she was her normal height. Only those who knew her would recognise her.
“Sweetie Belle.” That was Diamond Tiara, one of her bestest best friends in the world.
“So it got me thinking, I mean really what punishment do I receive for all the crimes I cause? What is my karma? And then I realised it, this loop is my karma! I am already paying for my crimes, and no good deeds will ever right it enough to let me escape!” Tossing the object into the air, Sweetie began to juggle it with her magic, beginning to trot cheerfully to her destination.
“Sweetie Belle!” Once more, the other voice rang out.
“No one remembers! No one knows! No one ever will! And it’s boring! Would you believe my biggest problem isn’t the fact of what I did, nor the fact I got away with it, but the boredom? I mean, of course A and B are important, but you gotta have priorities when you’re gonna more or less live forever.” Coming to a stop, Sweetie put her package down.
“What are you doing? Why are we here? What do you mean!?” Of course Sweetie ignored the voice, it was rude to interrupt monologuing.
“So yeah, that’s that in my book. No point in really talking myself out of it after what I’ve done. Might as weeelll go all the way. Whooo! I mean, it’s not like it will have any lasting effect, and it’ll be fun to see what happens. Thank you for being here, you’re a great listener. Really it’s just nice to talk this out before I go through with it.” Looking around, Sweetie smiled as a breeze washed over the night.
“No wait! What are you doing! Please, what’s going on!?” Not even compliments were working? Darn, Diamond was being really stubborn.
“But you see, I’ve got to test my convictions, no point doing anything really fun until I’m sure I can, you know? I’ve been playing the nice little filly for so long I’m worried it might prevent me from doing it you see, so what better way to test than with you? Don’t worry, you won’t remember it.” Looking to Diamond, Sweetie tightened the rope keeping her bound. There was no way she was letting her package run.
“I don’t understand! If this is about bullying you I’ll stop, just let me go please!” Struggling in vain to escape, Diamond could only watch in terror as Sweetie lifted her up in magic, cutting the rope and holding her out over the cliff.
“That old problem? Please, I forgave you for that ages ago. Like, over sixty loops ago. Look Diamond, this is much bigger than you, my entertainment is kinda more important. You’ll be fine, it’ll only be a few days. You won’t remember it anyway. So uh, see ya.” Giving a warm smile, Sweetie hovered the screaming filly out over the cliff, and let her magic fade.
Watching Diamond fall, Sweetie waited for her to hit the ground, and then trotted away. Teleporting back to her room, she shrunk herself back down to normal size. For once, she had decided to spend a loop at home. Sure, she was still paying for her room in Canterlot, but mainly she wanted to see what happened now.
Morning came, and with it shock, alarm, and distress. Sweetie’s mask never slipped as she watched with fascination, absorbing all the new information, her rapid eye movement the only sign of something. Eventually, a funeral was held, and things went back to normal.
“Well, that was boring. No investigation or anything.” Gliding back to Canterlot, Sweetie began writing down a list of various new things she could do. Still, it was disappointing to see so little effect. Flipping onto her back, she closed her eyes and sighed. The headaches were starting to return.
“Right! I’ll have to step up my game, phase two!” Smiling, Sweetie flipped right side up, and settled back into a glide. There was a few tasks she wanted to do, and Sweetie really wanted to see what happened when they happened. Chuckling, she felt her excitement chase away the boredom.
It wasn’t like anyone would remember it.