Chapter 106 - And screwed futures.
“How could this have happened…”
As Nitpick massaged his temples in hopes of reducing his incoming headache, the Crusaders were looking at each other with deep uneasiness, failure shredding their hope. Their chance and last hope to eradicate the remaining rage against Shimmer on CHS was lost, together with the files of Anon-A-Miss. Never more the people of this school shall be reminded of past, painful events and mischiefs originated from the troublesome outlander.
“I feel bad for them.” Lyra said with deep concern.
“Shame, really. If I knew those were important files for them, I could have been extra careful.”
“They must have worked really hard for them to be that way.”
“Indeed. They were helping Bittersweet with the documentation of CHS for the Thanksgiving Day. They must feel… bad.”
“…Hey.”
“Yes?”
“Bon Bon, you are worrying me as well.”
I stopped doing my homework and focused at her. “Me?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“You look moody ever since we woke up today.”
My sight got back to my work and I continued writing. “I’m fine.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“Uh-huh.”
She got close to me and said, “Do you feel guilty?”
“Guilty?” After a few seconds, I chuckled at her. “No, it was just an accident. An unfortunate accident.”
“You seem anxious.”
“I just didn’t sleep well, that’s all. Too much card games were bad for me. You know I always sleep earlier to wake up around five.”
“Bon Bon…” My fingers felt her warm hand caressing them. “Talk to me if you feel bad…”
“As I said, I’m fine. Just a little tired.”
“I see…”
“Please… don’t give me that gaze. I’m good.”
“This is the first time in a very long while since you have acted… cold to me.”
“…”
“Perhaps it’s nothing. Let’s forget about it.” She said clearly offended deep inside. “Shouldn’t… we try to hear them out? Perhaps we can help them!”
“Yeah, sure. That sounds like a plan.”
“Well, come on! Let’s change the mood around here!”
“Careful of not making noise or Cheerilee will scold you as well.”
“We’ll be careful. Let’s lend them a hand in whatever activity they’re stuck at!”
“Yeah… you are right. Let’s go!”
“That’s more like it.” She smiled warmly at me.
We, or in reality, Lyra, tried to cheer them up while trying to make them talk, while I felt a heavy presence watching me at that moment. It was obvious that he figured it out that I meddled with the files just by hearing my words. How did I did it wasn’t a concern for him. He just simply knew.
What a perceptive man.
Nitpick couldn’t tell me that in the face, though. He didn’t have proof to begin with, and all of my actions were justified with concrete lies disguised with truths. Nice and easy, another job well done, not putting pressure on me. Still, when I saw the Crusaders in the morning with dread on their faces, I couldn’t help but feel… weird. It didn’t matter, their plans failed before they could even start! Their ‘fixes’ through gossips from the past were done for.
That’s all what I cared about.
…. ….
After school was done, my back laying on the floor of my home, a plethora of grays and silence resided in my thoughts.
“Aren’t you going to the city today and do school activities with your classmates and friends?” My Grandma asked, popping my bubble of meditation.
“Later.” I turned around and embraced my pillow, the fan put at the perfect position in front of me, it’s wings spinning and throwing a refreshing breeze.
“I hope you aren’t planning mischievous acts against your friends again, my troublesome niece.”
“Haven’t harmed my friends before, and it will stay that way until my death and beyond.”
“Will you?”
“Sure.”
“Like spying girls on that fancy dazzle restaurant?”
“Urghhh, you still haven’t forgiven me for arriving late last time.” I complained as I put a blanket over my whole body.
“You eavesdropped your classmate’s conversations, you undisciplined child!” Almost by sheer surprise, my body soon was sent flying to the wall by one of my Grandma’s throws, I barely landing safely to the floor through a somersault.
“DON’T THROW ME LIKE THAT, YOU OLD WOMAN!”
“You let your defenses down.”
“Psht! Use guard instead of defenses.” I corrected her.
“What was that?”
“I… I’m sorry for my irresponsible behavior and rude comment, Grandmother Leafshard.” I bowed at her in apology.
“Not a drop of sincerity enough in the first part. Now come and sit with me.” I followed her command, and she served us tea. “How’s school going? It’s been a while since we talked for a bit about you and your social life.”
“My school life isn’t interesting right now.”
“You used to like talking with me. Maybe I’m too old now for you.”
“That’s low of you to say that.”
She giggled with mockery and said in Nipponese, “Mōshiwakearimasen.”
“Apology accepted. And I like talking to you, always will, but I don’t like where this in particular is going.”
“How’s Lyra?”
“You saw her last week with me. She’s doing great at school.”
“How’s Thunderbass?”
“He’s becoming a Romeo. Kind, but pretty hopeless and stupid.”
“How’s Octavia?”
“She is Romeo’s target. Lovely, but very ingénue. Needs a bit more of assertiveness.”
“And how is Soarin?”
“Great. She is Juliet’s real target.”
“A love triangle? How cute!” She took a cookie from the plate.
“It’s horrible.”
“It‘s your doing, perhaps?”
“No.”
“It is.”
The steam from my beverage engulfed my vision. “I just accelerated the development, okay?” I calmly said as I drank a bit.
“You are hopeless, only wanting to help your closest and loved ones but failing miserably, like your father.”
“They would never have reached this stage if I didn’t do something about it. I did it for their sake.”
“Now that’s your mother talking.”
“Psht.”
“Flash?”
“He’s still breathing.”
“I see you still dislike him. Such pity, he is a good guy.”
“After what he did to her, how couldn’t I?”
“Let it go, already.”
“He must die. Socially.” I served myself more tea.
“Your grades in school?”
“I’m going to fail chemistry if I don’t do something quick.”
“No cheating, I hope.”
“I never cheat in things like this. I have pride.”
“At least we raised you perfectly in some key aspects.”
“…”
“Now I know that you aren’t well today in mind…” She rubbed her hands. “Do you feel remorse? Conscience issues?”
“I’m fine.”
She sighed, followed by a small sip of her cup. “You are in that stage of teen rebellion now. It brings so many memories to this old mind. To be young and reckless again.”
“You’re gonna live at least another twenty years and see many winters with us.” I explored the edge of my cup with my finger. It was cold.
“Now, the last topic. The most important one.”
I released an extended ‘Ah’ and fell back to the floor. “Here it comes.”
“Tell me more about this Nitpick youngling.”
My groan made an echo in my head. “He is just a tool for my schemes.” I said with a deadpan expression while looking at the roof.
“Our neighbor saw him entering the house at night a few days ago but he never left until morning. What happened, my passionate niece?”
A few drops of sweat appeared through my skin. “We saw the movie of Kokun Ball C and had dinner together.”
“I see. You must be embarrassed of talking of these topic with me.”
“More like annoyed and regretful that I know where this is going.” I dryly said.
“I was young once too!” She sweetly said.
“Please no more.”
“It is normal for teenagers to do romantic tinkers during films.”
“No.”
“Even during ancient times, our ancestors found bliss when flirting, tiny gestures of romance was the spice of a quiet life.”
“Stop.”
“Exploring hands while hopelessly looking at each other’s eyes!”
“Now I know you are screwing with me.” I calmly said while sitting down and taking another sip. “God damn it, I hate cold tea…”
“As cold as your heart.”
“Not funny.”
“My grandnieces will have pretty brown eyes.”
“Not listening.”
“I always thought that you were more into women. When those girls during middle school confessed their misguided feelings towards you and you gave them wings, all the family was worried that our clan would die with you. Our fears were cementing when you started to get along with Lyra.” She sighed in relief all of the sudden. “Glad to know that our lineage will endure through your offspring.”
“Lalala lala.”
“Make sure you feed him properly. Some secret recipes from our lineage always do wonders!”
“I already drugged him several times. Nothing harmful, all natural and empowering.”
“Oh, the power of romance! Making us do favorable things for our love interests behind their backs!”
“He is not my love interest!”
“It reminds me of your grandfather! Oh, those were the years!”
“He is dead to the family.”
“You’re really cold today.”
“No, for Buddha’s guidance!”
“You should freely fly broadly! Fly in the stars and steal love! Then you will reach freedom!” I began rolling around the floor while she recited her cheap haiku poem. “When will I meet my niece-in-law?”
“I don’t love him.”
“Is he a smart fellow?”
“Average at best.”
“Handsome?”
“Average at best.”
“Perceptive?”
“Above average at worst.” I stopped at my blanket and disappeared inside of it.
“So, he is good at something you like.”
“Let me be.”
“Saturday during afternoon is a nice time for a pep-talk.”
“Not happening.”
“I’ll ask Lyra’s mom to make her daughter join us, with the rest of your friends as well.”
“OK, I GET IT!” I crossed my arms in annoyance while looking at the side of the wall. “I’m sorry for not telling you before that I allowed a man to sleep in our home without your consent while you were gone!”
“Good.” She finished her tea satisfied with my words. “Still, I’m interested in him for making you do all what you did to him so far.”
“Can I nap now?”
“No.”
“Argh!”
“How old is he?”
“He’ll soon turn eighteen. February. I still haven’t obtained the specific date.”
“That interested you are?”
I felt enraged all of the sudden. “NO!!”
“Either way, he is older than you. Wonderful!”
“Can we change the topic?”
“Stop bothering Miss Shimmer, is that too much to ask from you?”
“YOU KNOW AS… well that she must die!”
She cleared her throat. “Come again?”
“No! Not this time! She’s dangerous, she isn’t even human to begin with and you know it! Even if you are displeased with me, I’ll do what I must to get rid of her!”
“She seems human enough to me. I only see in her arms, legs, flesh, and blood, just like everybody else. What’s the difference between you and her?” She looked at me sternly, but calm. “Besides, it’s not your reasons of getting rid of her that displease me, my niece.” She grabbed the teapot and cups and went to the kitchen. “It’s your methods and morality issues that worries me the most. Using you friends? Eavesdrops? Creating clashes of friendships against fellow schools? That is not our family’s way when dealing with our closest ones!”
“She isn’t close to me.”
“You know the people I’m referring to. Your true, remaining friends!”
“We… We must make sacrifices sometimes. Hiding our steps and concealing our motives is key for success, isn’t it?”
“Are we in war?”
“No.”
“Are we in a life-death situation?”
“No.”
“Do you feel at peace right now?”
“…”
“My niece…” She walked to me, caressed my face and then hugged me. “Stop wasting your time. She’ll go home eventually once her purpose is fulfilled in this town.”
“My mind is clear, I know what to do.”
“I was reckless once too, please don’t follow my example.”
“My thinking and methods, as well as my path, are right! I learned from your tales of mistakes.”
“You didn’t learn anything, then.”
“I’m full of surprises.” I stood up and began stretching in a spacious area.
“Then why are you moody today?”
“I didn’t sleep well, that’s all.”
“Indeed you didn’t. I’ll ask again. Your conscience, perhaps?”
I didn’t answer, and I went straight to my room to change my cloths, I grabbed my things and went to the city. Didn’t want to engage against the untamable mountain, and more importantly, didn’t want to keep Rarity waiting for me. Didn’t want to think for a moment. The sooner I finished my work of the day, the better. I hate it when that bitch starts to complain when her manicure gets ruined with the use of Clorox Max. Such a mystery it is when I think about it. How her friends withstand her antics is beyond me. No, what impresses me is that all of them had insufferable mannerisms and still managed to fit in. Maybe they are stupid because of the magic. Maybe they are stupid because they were born stupid.
Whatever the case, they are stupid for trusting in magic instead of themselves.
…. ….
“Darlings, thank you all for another great day.” The students nodded at Rarity with a happy face. “See you tomorrow, everyone! Ah, Bon Bon, if you may, can you help me put away these mantles?”
“Sure, Rarity.”
What a drag. I never thought working for charity would feel so tiring when usually it brought a little piece of happiness to my life. Even folding a scrap of cloth was making me... feel uneasy.
“What’s wrong? You seem unsettled.”
“Today it seems that everyone thinks that I am distressed. No, I’m fine. I didn’t sleep well, that’s all.”
“Oh, I see! Then you will be pleased to know that I have the thing just for you!” She searched through her bag and took out a flask of perfume. “Let me put a bit of this natural concoction in your neck.” I let her have her way, and surprisingly, it smelled tender, light. A fleeting aroma of mint sweetly massaging my lungs. “Good, isn’t it?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, gotta go! I need to finish some drafts for my new seasonal dresses! Say, what color looks better for a winter theme? Red or black?”
“It surprises me that you don’t ask me of specific tonalities of red.”
“I want to streamline a bit for a change. If you know what I mean!”
Less headaches for the world, at last.
“The tried and true red is the best answer!”
“Oh, I’ll try black then! Must go against the established!” She laughed like an old, annoying lady woman.
Then why did you ask me such pointless question!?
“You’ll do great and succeed soon!”
“Thanks, you always know what to say to people!”
“My answers usually are short and to the point, nothing special.”
“Simple is better, sometimes. Bye!”
“Safe trip home… Drama Queen.” I hissed to myself.
Before I left the building, I looked out for Bittersweet to see if he was plotting something. To my surprise, and rejoice, he was done for. He was quietly filling the formats in a lent laptop in solitude. I had the urge to talk to him but I decided it was best to leave him be and let his mind accept the fact that it was over. There was not a single percentage of opportunity now and stomping him in that state would leave a bad taste in my mouth. A bit happier than before, I began my way home.
Justice has triumphed.
…. ….
The bliss didn’t last long enough.
I was in Sugarcube Corner drinking a cold, delicious macchiato frappe while eating a cheesecake. Oh, sweets. The best friends of a girl in distress. Bringer of sugar and heavenly emotions of peace and respite. Who the hell I’m kidding? I’ll have to train even harder to lose all of the calories I ingested.
Damn it.
“We failed.”
My ears got up when that soft, little voice reached my eardrums.
“Darn it.”
“It’s over, y’all.”
I was so focused on my calories that I didn’t even notice that the Crusaders were sitting in the table behind me. I took a peek on them and saw that their drinks were melted halfway through, untouched.
Ignore. Ignore. IGNORE. That’s the correct answer in this situation. It was painful to break the dreams of the girls and ruin their tiny chance of making up with their elder sisters and idols but it was a necessary sacrifice for the sake of the school, and us. In fact, why they should feel sad and defeated? It was them that decided that they were the trouble doers in the first place. If anyone should feel guilty in this situation, it was Applejack and company for scolding them unjustly, not them. Not me. I stood up from my chair and walked to the exit.
It wasn’t my problem.
“Now nobody will trust in us again…” Sweetie Belle mumbled with deep sorrow.
I turned around, sat beside her and hugged her. “I believe in you.”
“Bon Bon!” The girls exclaimed.
“It seems that I have caused you a lot of trouble today!”
What was I doing?
“Not at all, if only I had taken care of my laptop better, this would’ve never happened.”
“Still, I should have configured the program to quarantine instead of delete files automatically. Perhaps I can help you if I know your situation better. Compensate my mistake, you know what I mean.”
What the hell was I doing?
“Really?”
“Girls, no!” The youngest Apple said with concern.
“But Applebloom, what else can we do?”
“We made a promise! An oath of silence!”
“This must be pretty important for you! Tell you what, don’t say to me what are you doing in the shadows. Probably a big surprise to all CHS that you don’t want spoiled. Perhaps… …”
“Perhaps?” Scootaloo asked with curiosity, wanting of me to finish my sentence.
I know what they want to do. I know what they must accomplish. But if I help them, it could be my ruin… Or, if I play my cards right… … Analyzing… … …Yes! That’s it! I know what I must do!
“Ok. I can see clearly that you want the respect of the school back, specially your sisters’ love and trust! But what are you doing is only half of the journey!”
“What do you mean?”
“Little Sweetie Belle, only helping Nitpick is the bare minimum to get back what you lost unjustly. But, if you do what I say, no doubt that you can achieve more than getting your reputation back, you could actually become major players in this competition and beyond!”
“REALLY!?” The shouted with exhilaration.
“Of course! But, you must be willing to do what I say step by step! Do you trust in me?”
“Yes!” They chanted.
“Good!”
In a way, I felt sick of myself. And to be honest, that should be impossible coming from someone who knew what was she doing, in other words, me.
“I just thought the core of the plan but tomorrow I will have something amazing just for you! In fact, tomorrow we won’t have to go to the city, so we can focus on what must be done!” I smiled at them and said, “A great future awaits you, trust me!”
…. ….
For a plan to work, research and concrete backup plans must be done. Schedules, lifestyles, weaknesses, and most importantly, raw potential and skill sets are an absolute must for this to work. I won’t allow Bittersweet to defeat me, but I can’t ignore the Crusaders. My plan involves getting rid of Shimmer, not jeopardizing the hope of innocent students.
I almost lost myself in my own selfish desires instead of focusing on the bigger picture.
But who to choose? Who can become my instruments of development and growth for them? The answer always evaded me during crucial moments.
“That frappe only made me hungrier.” I groaned as my stomach made a roar of protest and need.
After running for two hours around the suburbs as a part of my training, I couldn’t deny my body’s needs anymore. I called my Grandma to see if there was something in the fridge I could use, but she said that I should buy food on my way home and eat without her. The reason was because she was in one of the neighbors’ house playing lotto with people of her age. For someone with furtive talents and techniques, I’m surprised that she plays that thing and loses all the time, saying that when she wins, in that rare occasion, it feels immensely rewarding. Pride didn’t allow her to cheat, as always.
As I expected from the one I look up to.
But… she always says that I sometimes reflect my parents, their mistakes, their stubbornness, their greatest talents as well, but if we talk about pride, I was the closest relative she had that shared that trait. From my point of view, pride was the strongest sin of all, and at the same time, the greatest virtue of the human being. And it was pride that made the people around me do what they do best. Trying to survive and go on. The inner fire of the challenger trying to show the worth lying dormant deep inside to the world. A fire that was still humble and pure inside the hearts of the Crusaders.
I must keep that ember alive as well, as I did with Twilight. As I will do with the rest of CHS.
Eventually, my steps guided me to The Dazzles. Ironic, considering the chaos I gave to Adagio should have gave me second thoughts before going to her domain. Surprisingly, I saw that there was a security camera installed above the door. So the wicked siren decided to hear my warning. Cute. I didn’t think that my disguise and altered voice would make such an impact in a former super villain from the alternate Equestria. I felt a little cocky when I thought of that.
Well deserved, nonetheless. Obviously.
Since this time I was wearing a very plain, common sweater and undisguised, I wasn’t worried about her recognizing me. I walked to the counter and asked of her for some food to take home. There was only salads left. They were always on shortage with their resources. I didn’t know what to think of it; either they were lying to artificially increase the value of their commodities, or they simply were honest and their supplies really ran off quickly because of the sales.
Seeing that the restaurant was mildly full, perhaps it was a combination of the two.
“Here is your order!” Sonata Dusk cheerfully gave me a very meticulous, tidy and pretty package.
“Thank you.”
“Hey, why the long face?”
“You too?” I smirked at her.
“Obviously! I could see it from miles away! Do you want to-!”
“Don’t talk to the customers like that!” The Elder Siren gripped her shoulder, giving Dusk a painful experience. “Forgive her, my patron! My sister here can’t see when she crosses the line with her remarks! Right, Sonata?”
“But you always say that we must make feel special to our customers!”
“Not like that, shh!”
“I don’t mind, Adagio.” I casually said.
“See? She isn’t mad! So, what’s wrong?” Sonata smiled widely. Adagio was about to murder her with her glare.
“Three kids were set up and they want to prove their innocence through hard work. I simply don’t know what to do to help them.”
“Why don’t you make them do menial task at first?”
“Hmm?”
“Come on, you know! Duh, even I didn’t know how to cook until I began to love it! When I cook, people appreciate my cooking! And when I cook and serve, people love to talk with me! That’s why they always come back!”
I rubbed my chin and my mind began to realize something.
“Sonata, you are boring our client with your incoherent babbling!”
“No, wait! Continue!”
The siren’s teeth and pupils were radiant with happiness. “Work! Nobody likes work but we must work to obtain what we want! If you are talented and dedicated, everyone will eventually praise you!”
“That’s unexpectedly true and wise coming from you!” I said.
“Thank you!”
Adagio hid her smirk, knowing full well that I called Sonata an idiot without her even noticing. Such a bad sister, but then again, all siblings that I know are dicks to their brethren, so that shouldn’t surprise as much in the end. A wise idiot Sonata Dusk was, unexpectedly. Happy for the small talk and having my diner in hand, I went straight home.
…. ….
My bed felt weirdly spacious after having shared a spot of rest with Lyra last night, and for the first time in a while, I felt lonely, and bored. At least I fulfilled my mission; after giving it a lot of thought, I know who to use in my favor. And who knows? Perhaps they can grow and forgive between themselves as well if everything goes as I want.
Tomorrow will be an exciting day. I must sleep well to recover my strength and my sharp mind.
…. ….
One in the morning, I couldn’t sleep. Why I couldn’t sleep?
“This isn’t making any sense!” I clenched my teeth, frustrated and angry.
What to do? What to do? I needed to vent on something, anyone!
“Bittersweet.” I immediately said, picking up my phone and dialing up his number.
“BON BON!!!”
That was an insanely instantaneous answer.
“Yes?”
“Huh…” His tone suddenly became drowsy and slow. “What the hell?” There was a small pause before he said something. “Bon Bon!?”
Cuuuuuute!
“You were dreaming about me!”
“No!”
“You said my name before regaining full awareness! You must had a blast of a time if I was there! Is it raining below your be-!”
“Shut the hell up! …How did you do it?”
“Huh?”
“I´m not in the mood right now. How?”
“No, really. What?”
He groaned with extreme annoyance and said, “…Sweetie Belle’s lap. Our information!”
“Oh… OH! That! Sorry, software malfunction. As I said earlier, it targeted multiple stuff and deleted a lot of things there. Sorry.”
“I know that you aren’t… You did… There is… I can’t…”
He was lost and his moral was low. It was a victory! It was… It was…
“…”
“Forget it. You probably don’t care. Why I’m wasting my time?”
“Hey… I care for…”
I stopped… and I was embarrassed of what I didn’t say.
“Talking with you is like a damn maze. You never know when you took the wrong turn until it’s too late. It doesn’t matter anymore…”
I sat down instinctively, but I felt heavy. What was this feeling? What was this sadness pounding in my chest?
“Hey, if you can’t sleep, let’s walk around town and-!”
He finished the call. I couldn’t hear his voice anymore… Only the uncomfortable sound of an interrupted call.
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Screw-ups are all apart of the journey. What you're trying to do with the background characters is what most writers run away from to be honest, they never try develop them at all they just put them there for show without any thought of fleshing out the characters. What your doing is like the manga Bleach except you don't try to force all the characters down peoples throats you give us a better understanding of these characters than the writer's of the show can hardly ever do. The writer's try to focus on the lesson of the day or the villain of the week they don't want to do any background characters unless they have too for plot convenience. They're afraid that if they give rarely used characters in the story more screen time then they would be overloaded with too much work than they can handle and the show would lose that uniqueness that it has. Overall most writers tend to work with what they're comfortable and rarely go outside their comfort zones, but if we don't try new things that we are not used too we don't grow as individuals.
Anyways I'm glad I am able to inspire you to keep on going I just feel that people aren't giving you and this story the recognition that it deserves. Also sorry about the long speech it's just that I tend to speak what is on my mind at that moment and I figured that you needed a helping hand to pull you out of the pit that you were sinking into. Anyways I'm sure that one day your golden moment will come and your light will shine even brighter than it is now.
I think that these songs will be ones that you can listen too when you don't feel like yourself
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lRt54xjIq7w
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dyaJCg0T-cY&t=64s
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KiLIMwVYwIw
Take care and have a happy new year.
Hey Ryusun how have you been has everything been going well for you. Listen I know it's been two years since you last updated any of your stories and life has probably been rough for you like it has for all of us. If you want to put your stories on an Indefinite Hiatus until you feel like writing them again then everyone that's been supporting you including me will understand. Just promise us not to force yourself to write any chapters if you're not in the right frame of mind or have any health issues. I still believe you to be one of the best underappreciated authors this site has seen and people who dislike your stories are just jealous that they haven't come up with stories as good as these.
I found some music that you might like pls listen to them when you get the chance
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PfD4wIcEJAg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z6FtqH_ImZo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8QkMe_-FmI
I was late for this great story. I don't know where you are in your life but please let me tell you that after all this time, this story "your story" is great to read. The plot, the lore, and the setting are all very exciting and most important entertaining and fun. Whatever you are doing in your life right now. I wish you happiness. See you when we see you.
With respect, Your reader
Está historia a sido una completa odisea en todo aspecto posible, la modificación de Equestria Girls es incomparable, puedo afirmar sin lugar a dudas que de todas las historias que he llegado a leer, está es sin duda la mejor obra de lejos.
Toda está historia ha Sido un deleite, tarde una semana en leerlo todo y me encantó, está historia está muy subestimada, los pocos cientos de lectores que la terminaron hasta aquí saben que es verdad, como en sí no soy tan original como mis compañeros lectores en cuanto a comentarios se refiere y como comparto bastante palabras de lo que dicen, solo me queda decir que esperaré el tiempo que sea necesario para seguir disfrutando de está increíble historia y me la volveré a leer si es necesario cuántas veces haga falta para nunca dejar morir está historia en mi mente y recuerdos. Dónde quiera que estés, como quiera que te encuentres, tienes mis más profundos respetos y gratitud.
Si has llegado hasta aquí puedo decir que historias como está atraen tu atención y como tal te agradecería si serías lo suficientemente amable como para pasar de ser capaz historias que sean similar en esencia ha está.
If you've gotten this far I can say that stories like this hold your attention and as such I would appreciate it if you would be kind enough to go from being able to stories that are similar in essence to this.
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