This chapter is written to a song, and intended to be imagined as a PMV; You can find the song in the Author's Note.
(Intro) View of a church, ponies walking past. Scene changes to a small room inside the church.
Here we are again Adult Tumble Ball standing in front of a mirror,
Like we've always been Adjusting his bowtie.
Since time uncertain Steps away from the mirror and looks around.
Who's supposed to start? Picks up a small wooden box
Where do we begin? And opens it,
When we've got so Looking at the ring inside;
far to go Trees appear, the room turns into a forest;
And we know Colt Tumble Ball staring at a blue square;
Tomorrow everything will change Tumble Ball runs after the square,
Today will Stopping at the edge of a slope;
never seem the same Sees Filly Color Scheme lying in the ditch;
So I will try to find a way Tumble Ball running and sliding down the slope;
To say everything I need to say Runs to Color Scheme, talking to her;
And If I Color Scheme tells what happened,
should die before I wake Starts to cry,
Then looks up in confusion;
Remember everything Tumble Ball lying next to her, helping her up;
we said today Both trot away slowly, towards their homes;
(Bridge) Adult Tumble Ball trotting down a hallway, towards a door;
The door opens, revealing a blinding white light;
Everybody says Tumble Ball and Color Scheme walking down the street,
Everything must go Talking…
Well I don't think so They break into laughter together;
Something still remains They stop when they realize they’re in front of Color Scheme’s house;
In everyone we know Tumble Ball backs away nervously, mumbling something;
Since far away and long ago Turns around and runs away;
And it shows Color Scheme sighs and turns to her door;
Tomorrow everything will change Tumble Ball walking away, letting his head hang down;
Today will never seem the same Stops when a blue square blocks his way;
So I will try to find a way Begins to yell at it angrily;
To say everything I need to say Turns his head, tears in his eyes;
And If I should die Color Scheme unlocking the door, stepping into her house;
before I wake Her ears perk up and she turns her head;
Tumble Ball running towards her,
Remember everything Kissing her before she can react;
we said today Color Scheme leans into the kiss, closing her eyes; (Picture fades)
(Bridge) Tumble Ball trotting along the church pews
Towards the altar
Where Color Scheme is waiting
Turning her head to look at him
Tomorrow everything will change A falling gold ring, adorned with emeralds and rubies;
Today will never seem the same Tumble Ball rushes to the bridges railing, crying out after it;
So I will try Slams his hoof onto the railing in desperation,
to find a way Then breaks down crying;
To say everything Slowly opens one eye when he notices a faint blue glow;
I need to say Lifts his head;
And If I Slowly flies towards the blue square floating under the bridge;
should die Hesitantly reaching out for the ring lying on it;
before I wake Staring at the ring in his hooves;
Remember everything (Picture fades)
we said today Tumble Ball on the ground, presenting the box with the ring to Color Scheme;
(Fade-Out) Tumble Ball and Color Scheme at the altar, saying the vows;
Exchanging rings;
Lean in to kiss each other;
(Picture fades)
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That's a new one...
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Meheheh, It will be stuck in your head forever.
...There are probably worse fates, actually.
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Just one story?
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Lightning Blitz is not impressed.
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Sounds like good practice to me.
Sometimes when I write comments I fall into the character of Pinkie Pie, Rarity or Applejack for some reason. I am not sure why that happens, but it usually fits quite well with the content, and I do admit that it is rather fun.
Also, I will be waiting for that story. If you need an editor or pre-reader, you know where to ask, darling.
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The one story he didn't favorite
He did now.
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All my dawwwww's c:
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Congratulations. That's the first time I've cried happy tears in a long while.
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Thank you. I personally think this story might be my best yet *coughbetweenmanymoregreatstoriescough*.
I thank you for those comments. I don't nearly get as many of those as I'd like. Those two short comments from you already made my day.