Words Unspoken

by wille179

Heartbreak

Mr. Greenhooves to Fluttershy:

Don'cha cry, Missy. Ya didn' know ah had a weak heart.

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Perhaps the flowers were a tad over watered, but then again, maybe not. Mr. Greenhooves decided to keep watering them anyway, regardless of what that little yellow mare thought. What did a pegasus know about gardening anyway?

The water stopped. It was so sudden that he had to wonder if there was a clog. He held the hose up to his eye to see if there were any obstructions within the garden hose. "Hmm?"

The water spurt out again. It was also very sudden, and very, very cold. Mr.Greenhooves felt his heart pounding, the tiny burst of excitement having worked up the old ticker. "Well, perhaps that is enough water."

"Thank you," the yellow mare said as she turned to walk away.

He was about to respond when he noticed something off. His chest severely hurt. His heart convulsed within his rib-cage, pounding, as if pleading to be set free. It grew weaker, weaker, and then it stopped completely.

Mr. Greenhooves toppled over. The one mare both close enough to help and capable of doing so continued to trot on her merry way. Her mind was so engrossed with assertiveness lessons that she never looked back.