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Rated Ponystar

"You think you know me..."


For hundreds of years, Twilight Sparkle has managed to go through her life by working day and night as the sole ruler of Equestria. Sensing her life coming to an end, Twilight looks back at her achievements and believes like something is missing since the last of her loved ones died.

One day, Twilight finds some old relics with her great-great-great-great-great granddaughter with one of them being her old doll, Smartypants. Memories of the time she used to play with her favorite doll, even bringing it to life with a spell, flood her as long-buried emotions come out. It is with Smartypants that Twilight will find what she has been missing all this time.


Inspired by BerrryPAWNCH's Growing Pains Comic, who I thank for the permission to do this fic.

Thanks to my Editors: Darth Link 22, First Down, Chaotic Note, BronyWriter, and Socks

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Comments ( 77 )

Ooh now that is a sad story you told.

The thumbnail itself is enough to make me go 'dawww how cute' but then I see the sad tag and I'm like:rainbowderp:

Don't worry, I bought 2 boxes of tissue with me this time.

I must resist the urge to cry.... no i can't :raritycry::raritycry::raritycry::raritycry:

That was sad, but beautiful and made me feel so much for both Twilight and Smartypants, yet it still ended happily-yes, Twilight's death is on the horizon, but that doesn't mean she can't make her remaining time worth living.

Have all the likes. This story deserves them.

This reminds me of fo4 for 2 reasons
1 the begging reminds of the narration of the of F04
2 I imagined smarty pants having cappies voice from nuka world

ohhh, right in the feels.

I'm going to be crying myself to sleep tonight aren't I? Oh well, it was worth the story.

Ouch, man. This... This is excellent story telling. Never thought I'd feel so much for a doll.:fluttershysad::raritycry: Now I got to go hug one of my plushies...

Comment posted by Evergreentitan7 deleted Sep 29th, 2016

It's a law that any story involving Twilight and Smartypants must be so happy yet so tearjerking at the same time isn't it?

*Sees the fic picture*

Grah...Ugh..too....*drops dead*

...Excuse me I have an old teddy bear and old dragon I desperately need to hug...

*Glances towards dresser topped with old toys*

*Remembers boxes of toys I've handed down to my little brother*

*Sheds manly tear*


Truth to be told, someone really needs to do an audio reading of this. No wonder I consider you my favorite author in all of FIMFiction. Great job by the way :pinkiehappy:

Rated Ponystar I have bean reading your story's for the last 2 years and I must say you need to print this story out and hang it on your wall.
this story is a real work of art and something you should be vary proud of.

Harts Fire

You sir, are an amazing genius! Thanks so much for such a beautiful story!:scootangel:

I am now happy I have kept most of my childhood toys..tear jerking and heart strings pulling.

Glen Gorewood

"So long as we remember, they live!" and "Each year is another opportunity to gain new friends!"
Those were important lessons Princess Twilight Sparkle learned long ago, as did Celestia and Luna before her. But even such powerful wisdom is not always enough to keep the flame of life lit. But perhaps with this latest lesson from a forgotten toy, she will have a several more centuries to look forward to, and the opportunities to reveal the gift to more of her descendants.

And maybe...
....this might not be the end...
of the Twilight Zone :twilightoops:


Chapter Title: Never Forget Your First Friend


Someone is cutting onions something fierce this morning....:fluttershysad::fluttercry::raritydespair::raritycry:

Ponystar is the Sovereign of Sad Stories.

Shut up! I'm not crying! YOU'RE CRYING!

... Excuse me while I go cry in a corner... My feels... Oh God...

F*@K you for these feels man, but its a great piece man. I applaud you kind sir.

stupid onions.

feels.... damn you

damn you for that cover art, it's too cute.

I had a great day at school.........WWHHHHYYYY!!!?????? :raritycry:

As an older brony beginning to feel age creeping up on me this story had a lot of meaning for me. I do still remember my first friend. I still have the little puppy plushie I had when I was 4. I miss the friends I've lost over the years. I miss my parents, gone before their time.

And, maybe there are more days behind than there are ahead. But it doesn't mean I have to spend those remaining days living in the past or dreading the end of my story. Maybe it's enough to fill the remaining pages of my life with new friendships, new joys, new experiences. Maybe, maybe not.

But I intend to try.

Dangit, despite how great this story is, it seems reading it was a terrible idea for me. I'm autistic, which means I rarely experience strong emotion. Thus, I don't have much experience with dealing with it when it does happen. This... I don't think I've ever experienced anything this strong. I had to take a break after every single paragraph; I'd watch either something informative or comedic to help me calm down. After getting about a quarter of the way through, I started to have a panic attack because I was completely overwhelmed with emotion and had no clue how to deal with it. At that point, I had to stop reading. I'll have to try some more some other day, when I've hopefully regained my emotional stability.

This is an amazing story. It seems it is actually too good. I'm not giving up, but I'm going to literally make myself sick if I keep thinking about this story tonight.

This is a very good one-shot.

SO much feels. I got so sad that i had a little panic attack.... A grown man..... Over a my little pony fanfiction.... :facehoof:

Truly well done sir.

Right? I cut them yesterday, there's no reason they'd be effecting me today.

Happy story, neat.

7605861 Well said! A bit poetic, sound advice, and incredibly inspiring! Thank you.

OMG the feels.........I'm not crying I've just had a bug in my eye...for the last 20 minuets. :raritycry:

Welp... my heart just cracked into a million pieces from the feels and now has become dust Coughs up heart dust

Oh my word, that was beautiful. You still haven't lost your touch. Keep one writing.


thanks a lot am now goin to be crying on the inside for the rest of the day:facehoof::fluttershysad::fluttercry::fluttershyouch::fluttershbad: but this is a really good story

It's really sad, but also very, very heartwarming. Another absolutely wonderful story from Rated Ponystar.

I'm an emotionless bastard, not a single tear...

Not gonna lie; at first I wasn't going to read this fic because it was so predictable (high quality, but my point stands). But then I saw Twilight's coverart book was How to be Pancake. The image of Twilight studying how to channel her inner pancake was amusing enough that I needed to know WHY. But the fic never mentions it!:raritycry:

So much sadness; the story tag got it right.:fluttercry:

There are not many stories out there that are this good. I soaked a few to many tissues this day. :fluttercry:

Whoa........them feels. They be real. :fluttercry:

Not ashamed to admit that I cried. For some reason, this story reminds me of The Velveteen Rabbit. Probably because of the melancholy that both stories imparted.

"What seems to be the matter, Ima?"

"Well, doctor, I have chest pain, watery eyes, and an urge to hug my favorite stuffed animal."

"Oh... Oh dear."

"What's wrong? Is it fatal?"

"You have a strong case of... Da feelz."

Someone's cutting onions in the house.

A well done example of catharsis. Twilight would be proud. :twilightsmile:

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