• Published 21st May 2014
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Her Legacy - Tidal



On a day of great sadness, our favorite party pony remembers the lessons of her greatest teacher, and foolishly chooses to be alone.

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Her Lesson

Party hats. Candy-filled piñatas. Kazoos, cake and ice cream, and board games.

These things, are the trademark to an excellent party. Most ponies see these and think that it's all you would need to have a great time.

Pinkie knows they are wrong. Sure those things are fun, but they aren't what makes a party truly special. One time she forgot about that... and it cost her more then she ever meant for it to. She decides to be alone, and in that decision lies her real mistake


Legacy
By Tidal.

Today starts like any other. It's a brilliantly sunny day... the kind of day she would have liked.

The day doesn't make the pony, Pinkie Pie. The pony makes the day, she would tell me. It's funny. Back then I never took those things seriously but now? The things she told me I live my life by. It's my code. Written by the most wonderful mare I've ever known in my entire life and one I have spent the majority of my time trying to truly understand.

Today is a sunny day... but it shouldn't be. It should be raining, and windy, and gloomy. Just like how I feel.

Take a look around you. No matter where you are, whether it's cloudy, or sunny. Whether it's light or dark. Life or death, you should always be grateful for the life you live. If you share your gratefulness with those around you... we can slowly change the world.

I'm up from my bed, and moving slower than I normally do. I always dread this day. Every single year I'm forced to go through it again... and the worst part is... no one understands. Mrs. Cake calls for me... probably to come down and help bake the blueberry and hazelnut muffins. She more than likely forgot what day it is, but when I remind her she'll leave me alone... just like everyone else does on days like today.

Wipe those tears. You know the best way to beat sadness? By smiling the tears away, she'd say when I came home from school crying. Ponies used to make fun of me because of my poofy mane, and how energetic I was. I never understood why, but after I talked to her, I would feel on top of the world again. She had that affect on me.

Quickly I gather a few things scattered around my room, stuffing them into my bag. Gummy waddles up my leg, travels up my body, and plops down in the middle of my mane. I can't help but crack a smile.

"You understand me, don't you Gummy?"

The little alligator opened his jaw wide, and chomped down on a mouthful of my mane. Again, I smile.

With my bag fully packed, and my room a complete disaster, I'm ready to go. My journey down the stairs to the main floor is slow. Each step more painful than it should be but today... everything is painful. I'm always afraid of this day.

You've gotta stand up tall. You have to learn to face your fears. If your afraid of something... Just giggle it away

Mrs. Cake was sitting at the bottom of the stairs, an expression of sadness on her face.

"Pinkie I didn't... I had forgotten..." she started saying to me. I smiled at her, and gave her the biggest hug I could give. When I let her go, she had tears streaming down her face. For her... this day was just as painful.

"Here. It's not much... but these were always her favorite," she said, while stuffing something into my saddlebag. On the floor beside her hoof was a small bag. She lifted the bag and placed it in my hoof.

"This is for the train. Tell her I love her."

We share a last hug, and then I quickly trot out of the lovely bakery. Seeing Mrs. Cake cry... well... I didnt want to start crying either. Otherwise I'd never be able to leave.

It's such a bright and sunny day... but it shouldn't be. Everypony in town ran about, enjoying the wonderful summer morning. I didn’t expect anypony to really notice me while I silently dragged myself through the town. Ponies only notice me when I’m loud and bubbly. No one sees me when I’m quiet and reclusive.

While on our way to the train station, Gummy hums softly. Most ponies think I'm always the happy one when honestly, Gummy is happier than I am.

Pinkie, games and balloons aren't what make parties great. It's the time you spend with the ones you love that make parties so special.

My head is spinning...

Her rules and guidelines mean so much to me now... Why didn't I listen before?

I board the train, and speak to nopony. A few ponies that attempt to make contact with me I brush off. I want to be alone. Why doesn't everypony see that? The train's soft rumbling soothes me to sleep. And I even dream about her.

I love you, Pinkie Pie

My train ride felt faster than normal. As it comes to a stop Gummy chomps on my ear and I wake up. Quickly I gather my things and step off my train. I stand on the platform where it's wood is familiar to me. So is the air I breathing, or the things I see. It's all familiar.

It's all home.

My walk to the farm isn't too long, but with every step I feel more and more pain. As my house comes into view, Gummy starts to happily growl.

"Sorry, Gummy. We aren't visiting home today."

I won't bother telling my family I'm here. With Maud absent, I'm sure the home is more depressing than usual... I don't need that right now.

I walk right past my house, and into the family cemetery. Every Pie for the last three generations is buried here. And today is the anniversary of a very special Pie's death.

I stand before her grave... the flowers growing on it dead and withered. Gummy jumps down and lays down next to it. Even he knows where we are.

never forget those that love you the most. she would say.

I reach into my bag... And dig out a party hat. It sits perfectly right on top of the grave, and for a moment I feel the warmth of her hug... and the charisma of her smile.

"Happy Birthday, Granny Pie."

It's dark and gloomy here, like it should be.

"Pinkie Pie?"

I turn and my heart flutters. My five best friends in the whole world are here somehow... each of them wearing saddlebags of their own, each of them with an expression of sadness.

"Girls? What... What are you guys doing here?"

We went to Sugarcube Corner to find you, but Mrs. Cake said you came out here. She told us what happened... Pinkie... it wasn't your fault..." Twilight says to me. I can't help but be angry.

"You don't know what happened! You weren't there! She told me that for her birthday she wanted to do nothing but spend time with me! But I wanted to throw her a big bash and I left her to go get the party favors! I left her, Twilight! Tell me again how it's not my fault!"

Fluttershy has the nerve to speak next.

"You didn't know what was gonna happen. You didn't know that..."

She couldn't even finish. Thinking back on that day causes my hair to go completely flat in a matter of seconds.

I'm back, Granny! And look, I've got your favorite game! Pin the tail on the pony! Granny, wake up! It's time to party! Granny? Granny wake up... p...please wake up Granny... Granny? Granny!

My cheeks are hot as the tears slowly journey down them. I remember it all too clearly.

"I didn't listen to her. All she wanted was to spend the day with me... I didn't ever think ponies could die on a special day like their birthday... I never got to spend that time with her... I failed her..."

Applejack hugs me... really tightly. Out of all the ponies here, she understands me the most.

"Listen here, sugarcube, ah know it's hard when you have to remember losing someone you cared about... but ah've learned that instead of crying when you lose them, you should always smile that you had them at all in the first place."

She wipes away my tears. The smile she wears is full of confidence... and I realize my mistake.

When you feel alone... seek out those you love, and let them guide you back to happiness

Each of my friends smile at me.

"I brought some muffins for my Granny... maybe she'd be ok if I spent time with her now?"

Rarity's magic pulls out cups, and a thermos from her bag.

"We could have a lovely little picnic. I think Granny Pie would be so happy."

Applejack pulls out a small blanket from her bag, and Rainbow produces some wheat sandwiches from hers.

We sit, and start to talk like its any other day. Today is a day I usually spend alone, crying. Now though, I'm spending it with my friends. We take turns telling different happy stories... I even share a few stories about the things me and Granny Pie used to do together. The hours pass by quickly, and we have to pick up our things and head back home.

Gummy grabs the party hat from atop Granny's tombstone and then hops into my bag. My friends start to walk back towards the station, while I take a moment to read over the cursive text, and admire the image of her cutie mark etched into the stone. A balloon, with a smiley face in the middle.

Rainbow Dash unexpectedly comes up beside me, and places a hoof on the grave.

"Uh... hey there Granny Pie. Look I... I just wanted to thank you. Without you... well we wouldn't all be together right now," she starts. The others all come up as well, and stand behind us.

"When we were in the Everfree Forest trying to stop Nightmare Moon... well there was a part of the forest that scared everypony... well except me. But anyway. Pinkie started to sing this ridiculous song, and while I was kinda annoyed at first... I realized how awesome Pinkie was. And while she sang, she mentioned that you inspired her to be who she is today. Because of her we made it through the darkest and scariest part of the forest... which soon after led to us becoming the elements of harmony, and the best of friends. So thank you."

My hair's poof has returned completely, and my smile feels as strong as ever. I realize now that when I'm sad... I should seek out the love of my friends. Rather then face my sadness alone.

The girls and I embrace in the biggest hug... and I can't help but think...

It should be sunny here. Granny would like that.

Author's Note:

I don't know why I wrote this. I don't know if its any good, or if I'm just gonna get crap for it.

All I know is this:

When you are sad about something, and I mean truly sad... don't deal with it alone. There's always someone that loves you, and are willing to hear you out, or make you smile... out there somewhere there is a Granny Pie for us. Waiting to teach us to giggle at the ghosties.

You're not alone. Please, don't try and be alone.

Comments ( 31 )

What do you mean you don't think this is good?
This is wonderful, and deserves to be submitted.
Allow me to add a lesson in here.
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4425471 Really?

I lose confidence sometimes I suppose... Thank you my friend :twilightsmile: do you think it's grammatically ready? If so I'll submit it

One thing that bothered my inner grammar nazi:

This things, are the trademark to an excellent party.

These things

Other than that, I don't think that there are any other blatant errors. I am sure I could root out a few more if I tried, but honestly, it isn't needed.
Go ahead and submit.

Gah, this struck me right in the feels, now I have to get stitches again! But this was a very sweet story, one of the best feels fics I've read on this site. Great work as usual Tidal!:twilightsmile:

4426073 I'm glad you enjoyed it my friend :twilightsmile:

Thank you for reading it!

Comment posted by Surry deleted May 21st, 2014

4426305 no worries, it wasn't your fault... I appreciate it my friend, as always!:twilightsmile:

Another excellent story my friend!

Keeo up the great work!:pinkiehappy:

This made me smile and feel depressed at the same time. Having a sick grandpa didn't help either.

But damn, good job with the story, and the message! The thing that made me finally favorite it was the (SPOILER?) fact that Pinkie going out to make the party better with material goods is what caused this all in her mind. It really helps the idea that a party is about the people (or ponies) and not the party itself at all.

Now if only could only stop being such a cynical bastard...

4427261 I'm glad the message got across to the few who did read this... I'm sorry about your grandfather :fluttercry:

I thought that whole thing about the material items was the strongest part of this fic... And I can see it happening to someone like Pinkie.

I feel kinda honored that out of the 4 stories you've favorited, 2 of them are mine! :twilightsheepish:

4428141
Pinkie definitely would fall victim to this, which is what makes the fic stronger.

And hey, you earned it. You write good stuff. Now I just gotta get you to favorite my stuff...

And since you passed my standard of having two favorited fics, you also get a follow!

4428141
Damn, one more. Would've been cool if I was the 100th though. I think I'm gonna actually unfollow you and wait until you get 99 again lol. I'm deadass

4428141
Yeah I unfollowed you lol. Mwhahahaha!

4428248 Lol!! That's cool, I'm excited to get your follow, even if I gotta wait just a little bit longer!:pinkiehappy:

I love your prank fic! I've been keeping track of it:twilightsmile:

4428282
Oh yeah I actually forgot you favorited that. Yeah it's one crazy fic, but to be honest I'm not that big into it myself. I'm more of a guy who likes fics that are more thematic and thought provoking. My new one which I'm gonna publish in a few days is the first fic I'll be truely able to say "I'm proud of."

Don't know why one my favorites is a fic where Fluttershy does porn then?

4428338 I'll definitely be reading that one. I feel the same. I love writing fics that have impact!

I didn't see that one...

I have my mature tag off lol:twilightblush:

4428378
Agreed. It's the one where Applejack is made obsolete by unicorns who can do her job better and faster.

And you should def read it lol, as well as my other favorited fic.

4428415 Yes! I was excited about that one!:pinkiehappy:

The feeeeeeeels... Man, Tide, why you gotta do me like that?

But sadness aside, this was a good fic. I felt my freaking heart break when Pinkie thought back to finding Granny... I don't know why, but I thought of Gilbert Grape....

4428698 I'm glad you enjoyed it! I hoped to get the message across! It seems I did:twilightsmile:

See? 27 to 0. You had nothing to worry about. Head and shoulders above most sad fics, might I add.:raritywink:

4429972 I didn't expect it to do so good :twilightsmile:

Thank you, my friend!

I really liked this fic. The feels are great - and I can even relate to it.

Last week, my granny past away. I was really sad, but my friends and my family were there for me - and I will always be there for them, if they need me too.

Sharing is the best way to deal with your sadness - and friends are there for sharing. :pinkiesad2:

This was a nice story. And a good reminder about being sad, and that you should not be alone! It is, as you say, better to seek out someone to share the sadness with, and hopefully they can help you smile again.

Thank you. You saved me a lot of heartache.:fluttercry:

I thought that in all due honesty you did a rather good job with this story and this was worth the read. This made me think quite a bit about life and how precious it actually is and how you shouldn't take it for granted because you never know when it could end... Anyway I thought you did a wonderful portrayal of the characters and I can't really say more than just wow, simply wow!

You definitely deserve a follow, a favourite and a like! Well done Tidal!

-Frost:pinkiesad2:

5322854 Wow, thanks! It's been a very long time since anyone commented on a story of mine. I'm glad you enjoyed it! This concept kept pounding at my head one night until I finally wrote it. I finished it around like six in the morning... after I got the message out I slept like a baby. I just hate seeing people sad and them feeling alone. I hoped this story would help them see they don't have to be alone.

Again thank you. I appreciate the follow, and hope you'll like any of my other stories should you choose to read them!

This.....was amazing. And a very relevant message, too.

Nue

How can such a short story have this huge an impact on a reader and follow through with such a powerful message...

Amazingly well done!

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