• Published 25th Aug 2016
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A Pony a Day - OfTheIronwilled



Little ponies go through endless scenarios. And by "endless" I mean "one hundred".

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Fluttershy laid down in the grass. The blades tickled at her belly, and the warm winds of the Everfree curled around her cheeks. She unfurled her wings to rest them to the ground, and giggled as her feathers ruffled and fluffed in the breeze. Then she sighed.

The hole in front of her screamed in its silent emptiness.

... Until she filled it. Giving a wan smile, she gently lifted a cold box, gave it a shaky kiss, and lowered it into the ground.

Some ponies might think that she should have been crying, as she folded dirt over that box. That she should have been crying, and grieving, and missing that spark of life. Of course, she did grieve, and she did miss Mr. Acorn, but she didn't cry. After all...

Fluttershy sniffed, and looked from the grave to the sky. She could hear birds and chipmunks in the trees, and the world hummed in green liveliness.

He wasn't sick anymore.

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