Interlude
Amethyst opened the poster-covered door to her room. Right across from her mahogany wood dresser was a pink bed which was covered in dolls. Diamond was almost obscured from view by the multicolored stuffed animals, puppies predominating. The young filly was clutching a stuffed German Shepherd. Amethyst climbed onto the bed and laid next to her.
Diamond held up the Shepherd. "I didn't know you had Ruffy."
Amethyst shrugged. "I know she was pretty awful last season, but she grew on me."
"She's cute. And I like her being one of the good guys now."
Silence settled between the two. Amethyst settled into the pile, knocking a few dolls away in order to rest more comfortably. Diamond continued clutching onto the doll, cuddling it.
"So, what's going on between your parents?"
Diamond settled deeper into the pile. Amethyst idly stroked the hair of her Princess Woof doll, waiting for the answer Diamond didn't seem very eager to give. The silence dragged on for an uncomfortably long time. A manic grin spread across Diamond's face. Amethyst inched away. "Hey, ya know what! Let's pretend Woof and Ruffy are having a tea party!"
"Um...okay. Yeah, that sounds fun." Amethyst smiled. "And it's Princess Woof now."
Diamond rolled her eyes. "I don't care if the stupid writers gave her two tails, she is never going to be a princess to me."
Amethyst giggled. "So Fluffy and Spot can join?"
She picked up the two tailed Poodle, the regular Poodle and the Jack Russel Terrier. Diamond hopped off the bed and fetched a plastic, white tea set decorated with roses that was sitting on Amethyst's dresser. Amethyst pulled up a small desk and two chairs. The two fillies sat across from each other.
Diamond pretended to pour tea into the cups and laid Woof and Ruffy on one side. Amethyst took up Fluffy and Spot.
Amethyst moved Fluffy, having her "drink" from the tea cup. "So, Ruffy, I'm so glad that we're all friends now."
The manic grin returned, crossing Diamond's features. Amethyst bit her lip, wanting to ask if she was okay. Diamond moved Ruffy. "Oh, yes! I promise to never be mean like I used to be! I want to be friends with you forever!"
Ruffy nuzzled Fluffy and Spot. Amethyst moved the dolls so that they returned the nuzzle.
Amethyst moved Fluffy up and down. "So, I'm having a bake sale! Want to help?"
Diamond moved Ruffy. "That sounds wonderful!" She moved Woof. "Yes, I too would like that!"
They both moved the dolls so that they appeared to drink from the cups.
Amethyst broke character. "No, really, I have the bake set. Want to?"
"Sure!" Diamond ran a hoof over Woof. "I have the bake set too. Daddy bought it for me..." She trailed off. The manic grin vanished. "I can't do this." She leaned back in the chair. "I'm sorry, Amethyst. I'm not in the mood for a tea party. Or playing at all. I just...I thought I could...I just..."
"You're the one that wanted to."
She threw Ruffy. The doll smacked against the mattress. "I thought I wanted to!"
Amethyst jumped up from her seat and retrieved the stuffed animal, nuzzling her. She glared at Diamond. "No need to take it out on poor Ruffy."
Diamond at least had the decency to look ashamed, a blush creeping across her face. She stared down at the floor. "Sorry." She trudged over and nuzzled Ruffy. "I'm sorry, Ruffy."
Amethyst rubbed Ruffy against Diamond's cheek. When she pulled the doll back, she saw that it was wet. She looked at Diamond, who had tears trailing down her face. Laying the doll on the bed, she wrapped both hooves around Diamond. Diamond returned the gesture. For a few moments they held each other before Amethyst pulled away, keeping both hooves on Diamond's shoulders. "Diamond? It'll feel better if you talk about it."
Diamond wiped at her eyes. "I don't know. I don't know what's going on with me. Amethyst, what's wrong with me? Why am I crying?"
"Is it because of your parents? Are they splitting up?"
Diamond's lip trembled. "I...I don't know. Maybe?"
Amethyst ushered her over to the bed and they lay next to each other. "What happened between your parents?"
"I don't think Mommy loves me anymore. I don't know if she ever did."
Amethyst rubbed her withers. "Ah, c'mon. Moms always love their foals. Always."
Diamond leaned against her. "Not her. She only loves me when I do what she wants me to do. But, sometimes, she tells me to do things that I...I know is wrong...to look down on others and just...just being mean. Sometimes she's mean to me."
"What did she do?"
Diamond took a deep breath. "She got mad at me because I wanted to make friends with these fillies she doesn't like because she says they're beneath me. Then Daddy got mad at her for spanking me so he spanked her."
Amethyst had a mental image of her aunt across her uncle's knee getting her rump smacked. A giggle escaped her lips.
"It's not that funny."
"I know. But, it's a little funny."
Diamond snorted. "Okay, it's a little funny."
Amethyst settled onto the bed, stretching her hooves. "Your mom does sound mean. I always kind of thought she was. I can't believe she doesn't love you at all, though. I mean, my mom has always loved me no matter how much of a brat I can be-"
"Well, we're not all lucky enough to have your mom!"
Amethyst cringed. "Sorry, sorry. So, what do you think's going to happen now?"
Diamond sighed, a tired sound. "I really don't know. If Mom and Dad split up, I want to live with Dad. But Dad is away a lot because of his job, so what if Mommy takes me? I don't want to live with Mommy."
"I'm sure you can live with your dad if you want to."
Diamond reached over and pulled Spot to her. Then she let go of the doll and stood up. "You were right. Talking about it did make me feel better. I'm going to be okay, Amethyst. I'm a diamond. Diamonds don't break." She smiled at Amethyst. "Especially not when a diamond has friends like you."
Amethyst stood and hopped off the bed. "The ice cream store is open. You know, the one that also sells pizza? I got my allowance yesterday, I'll buy."
Diamond licked her lips at the thought of fresh, cheese pizza. "Let's do it."
The fillies pranced out the room, Diamond following Amethyst.
...
Filthy slammed the door and leaned back against it, feeling himself collapse. Suddenly he felt the weight of his years, as if he were a swaybacked stallion several decades older. Stinking trotted over to him, laying a hoof on his shoulder. "I know that was hard."
"You don't know, Stinking. You really don't."
Stinking shook his head. "I've been in bad relationships before."
Filthy glared at his brother. "You ever married one of those mares? Ever had a child with one? Lived your life with them?"
Stinking sighed. "Well, no. There was this one mare, thought I loved her and then I found out she was cheating on me. That hurt. You remember that don't you?"
Filthy did. "The only time I ever saw you cry."
"Yeah. I was going to ask her to marry me."
"Spoiled gave me a sob story. Grew up poor. I knew she did, I never cared. I never cared about her background. Now I get the feeling she used me. It's not like I don't feel bad for her. She went through a lot of hardship, but that's no excuse for the way she treats me and Diamond."
"No, it isn't. And don't ever think it is."
Diamond and Amethyst came into the room. Amethyst hopped over to Stinking. "Daddy, can me and Diamond go over to the pizza place?"
"Sure, Sweetie. Just be back in time for supper."
Filthy stepped away from the door. "Actually, I think I'll go with you two. I could use some pizza." He could also use something stronger that would make him forget his troubles for a while, but that never solved anything. Saying goodbye to his brother and sister-in-law, he opened the door. Amethyst and Diamond scampered out after him.
...
Spoiled ambled along the city streets, walking along a railing. She had been walking for several hours. She knew she should go back to Ponyville, look after her husband's business. She couldn't bring herself to.
It felt too much like surrender.
The river glowed in the orange light of the setting sun. Sharp, jagged rocks pushed up from beneath the waves. It would be nightfall soon. She stopped and stared at her reflection. She was beautiful. She stopped and wondered if something was deeply wrong with her. Ponies had been telling her something was deeply wrong with her for years now. For the first time, she was toying with the remotest hint of a possibility that those Ponies had a point.
It's over.
Her husband's last words had been ringing in her ears for the past several hours, ever since he had slammed the door in her face. Since he had raised the hypothetical scenario of giving up his wealth, something they both knew he would never do.
Or, she assumed it was something he would never do. There were times when she wasn't sure she still knew him. He had changed so much over the years.
Had she changed with him?
It's over.
She allowed herself to consider that her husband-possibly soon to be ex-husband-had a point. They were no longer working. Arguments and differences in values had torn away what had once been there. What had once been there? Love? Did she love Filthy? Had she ever loved Filthy?
She stared into the darkening waters.
Did she love Diamond Tiara? Had she ever loved Diamond Tiara?
Had she ever loved anypony at all?
She conjured up images of her family. Days they'd spent exploring the city she now stood in. Picnics. Bedtimes she'd tucked Diamond in, read to her, kissed her mane. Watching Diamond grow, molding her into a strong pony, a rich pony. She was deeply proud of her family.
But that wasn't the question. Did she love her family?
She choked at the vast emptiness inside of her, an emptiness that turned everything cold. She stared at the water. How inviting it looked.
Without Filthy to desire her, without Diamond to love her, what was she?
Alone.
She would be alone. The thought was unbearable. A tremble spread through her. She could not be alone. There had to be others to fill up the emptiness deep inside of her, others to praise her, love her, give her the attention she needed and craved. The attention she deserved.
Gazing at her reflection in the river she could not help but notice her beauty. She could kiss her reflection, leap into the river, and then she would be part of the endless current. She would no longer feel the terrible emptiness that had haunted her for her entire life.
How long would it take? A few minutes? It would be painful. Her body would swell up. Whoever found her would believe she was fat. That would not do.
She tore herself away from the river and kept walking aimlessly. She would go back to Ponyville, care for the store in Filthy's absence and prove to him that he needed her.
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Seeing as how I'm not an expert on mental health issues, I'll just quote Crowley on this one.
"I deserve to be loved!"
Spoiled is going off the deep end.
Never have I clicked on a story as fast as I just did
Extreme amounts of denial? I don't entirely know but she's completely full of herself, thinks everyone is beneath her and she needs to be praised for everything...
7796966 No you're probably not. I know that using violence against violence isn't always a good thing...but when Filthy threw violence at Spoiled and her entire life is crashing around her I think Filthy using violence was exactly what he needed to do...but that's just me *shrugs*
Sorry, but this part angers me...on such a personal level. I shouldn't be mad at the writer for this part of the story, but I do feel the need to vent my frustration somehow because such a place does not exist anyway in the area i live in.
I want pizza and ice cream.
Other that, the rest of the story is bitchin' awesome. Really nice to read.
What does it matter? You're dead. And I'm sure the medical examination report would reveal the truth once the media came around to ask questions and get info for the next morning newspaper.
7796945 XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD XD
I get it! Because she was near a river!
You get a follow for that one, you strange albino mustache buttercup weirdo! Well done, I say! Hmm, yes, quite!
I'm British.
let's go with a classic DEPRESSION
SOCIOPATHY?
Stoc.....No that wouldn't work she wasn't kidnapped
Anxiety
7796989 it wasn't really a joke but thanks.
7796993 Wait, that WASN'T a joke?
Well, you kind of don't really deserve that follow then. And I've learned a valuable lesson - never assume random strangers have a sense of humor.
But seriously, I won't unfollow you but you didn't really earn it fairly. You made me laugh for the wrong reasons. That's false advertisement. I think it is anyway. Is it? I don't know. I'm British.
Check out my YouTube channel it's got a bunch of crap on it that might make you laugh; either way I've got to reattach a vein before I start bleeding again so talk to you another time mate. Send a PM my way sometime time Valiant.
Narcissistic personality disorder?
Sociopathy
Codependency
A touch of Narcissistic Disorder
The list is nigh endless...
Depression, I think, or some of it, if she's thinking about doing... that.
Is she a Sociopath?
If so is that what it is called medically or is there another name for it?
My guess she has Stockholm syndrome
I really hope this turns out well in the end...
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As a person who has made an attempt on their life I can empathize with what was going on in her head as she contemplated jumping in the river and drowning. How much will it hurt? How long will it take? Will it work? Will people think even worse of me as a result? It does matter to you right then when you aren't fully committed but the thoughts are there and strong. Those kinds of questions are right there along with the questions of "do I have anything worth living for?" "will I be missed?" "are others better off without me?"
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I was gonna say that.
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If anyone were to have that it'd be either Filthy or Diamond.
7797172 Sir or madam Halira? If I compared your life to mine, yours would be worth more than any amount of gold or treasure in this world. More precious than any rare stone. More destined than Bungie's Destiny. More rounded than Halo's rings. More valuable than a blank cheque. More lovable than a little puppy. More more than more more of mores. More. More. More. MOAR!!!
So don't take your life. Live a little longer. There's still much you've yet to do. I bet you've never even tried dipping potato chips in custard as if it were salsa sauce, have you? Let me tell you; they'll call you weird for it, but it's f**king good stuff. Also try some panetone some time - it's bread but made into a cake of sorts, and can come with chocolate chips or fruits. Oh oh oh! And if you ever get the time, play a game called Sonic Adventure! You can get it cheap on the Xbox 360 when you're not busy looking at porn through the internet apps! ( don't worry - I do it, so you don't need to be ashamed of it )
Seriously, live for the moments you've yet to experience. Try being a little crazy and don't give a crap what other people say about it. Also draw a picture of a rainbow once in a while and stick it on your window. No real reason. Rainbows are just nice to look at. Seven colors, yo.
So you wanna be friends now or whatever? I mean, that's how conversations work, right?
narcissistic personality disorder?
Just use the Other tag. Where did you get the cover art?
7797172 Actually, now that I looked at the comments to see what her disorder is, the 'looking into the river' wasn't a case of suicide, it was actually a reference to 'narcissistic personality disorder'. Now with what you said you are a very important person and I'm glad your still here today cause I wouldn't be able to talk to you in the first place
but if memory serves it was either a Greek or Roman mythology that explained it the most. Some pretty jack wipe was 'blessed/cursed' to have literally anyone fall in love with him if they looked at him. So the guy had all this power because people loved him, but someone tricked him to looking at his own reflection in a lake(or a mirror I don't know) and he was just so perfectly enamored with himself that he just stayed where he was and stared at himself, not moving from his spot and basking in his own beauty. Spoiled wasn't going to jump, she looked into the lake enamored with her own reflection and realized that she only cared about people praising her, needing more out of people no matter what they say or do.
Again I'm glad you haven't taken your life and I'm glad your here today but...just saying why the whole 'river scene' wasn't a thought of suicide and more 'Disorder/Mythology reference'(God I feel like a nerd talking about mythology)
The first step to truly dealing with a problem is to sincerely admit to yourself that you have a problem. Because if you can't even do that, you sure as hell ain't gonna get fixed. Sorry if that offends you, but that's really what it is.
Spoiled, this is your shot, your chance to make things right--somewhat. I don't think that you should ever marry Filthy again, that ship has sailed. No not just sailed, you nuked this thing similar to that iceberg and the Titanic. You really need to take a a look, and real and sincere look at yourself, and figure out what when wrong.
Maybe Spoiled can save herself but the question remains can she save herself from her own self destructive tendencies?
I'm all up for redemption, but I hope this isn't the case. Especially since she only seems to care on one thing:
This proves she doesn't care about Filthy or Diamond. She only cares about herself. Trying to prove she is useful instead of trying to figure out and se what she's been doing wrong for the longest time.
And she better not bring any of that suicide bullshit like this afterwards. And even then she's nothing but a selfish cunt.
If Spoiled can redeem herself, that's good. Bravo on her part. Work on the store? Please, go out on the fields, try to find an honest to goodness job, go to school if you have to. Show that you care for your soon-to-be ex-husband and daughter. But after seeing her selfpitty and her utter selfishness, I think it's impossible for her to feel anything geunine outside for herself.
7797304 I was wondering who would get that reference.
7797217 Yep.
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I am in no danger of suicide now, but thank you for the concern
. It was a very dark point in my life a few years ago where everything that could go wrong could possibly be wrong-my spouse was leaving me, I was in danger of losing my job, my health was very poor, I was recieving death threats, my car and house were being vandalized and law enforcement didn't seem to care, I was almost homeless, and was generally treated with disdain or outright hostility wherever I went. Even my own father treated me with contempt saying that I deserved all the threats and violence and fear I was living under. In short it was a really bad time and I attempted overdose of a wide variety of medications that I was on to end it, failed in my attempts, spent some time on suicide watch and with support groups and just worked through it all. Things do get better though. And yes it is ma'am.
I knew something was wrong with Spoiled. She's somewhat like Trixie. Both needing attention and praise. Both have very high opinions of themselves. Both needed actual friends to help them see. Starlight has helped Trixie realize she actually cared, and care about something other than herself. I don't think Spoiled has ever had a friend that what willing to stand by her.
7797483 didn't catch that bit heh heh
7797490 I actually had to look at the comment section to see what kind of disorder she had, but when I went to the actual wikipedia page and they showed the picture it clicked way too hard
I really am enjoying this story. I've been wanting something like this to happen in the show ever since Crusaders of the Lost Mark. Filthy and Diamond's relationship is so sweet.
7797483 I really hope it's not a redemption thing....this story seems too good for making it seem like Filthy is figuring things out only to go back and continue a stupid cycle of their family being disconnected and get worse.
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My mother knows people who can, er, 'deal' with the guy if you ever need him out of the picture. Just search for the Devil's Disciples if you need any hits doing, m'lady. Of course it might be a bit costly since they're all the way over here in Britain but I'm sure they'd be happy to do you a discount if you tell them what you told me.
Or, you know...you could always plant a bag of coke on the guy and send him off to jail.
I don't like fathers who act cruelly to children. That's no good, as Sonic Sez would say.
Ah yes, the MLP party game for the whole family: Guess which mental illness each Pony has.
Ah, hello narcissistic personality disorder my old friend. Thank you Madame Bard for reminding me why I live 1500 miles away from my mother.
I love Diamond Tiara now. She recognizes wrong and stupid decisions when she sees them
That’s definitely in-character. Not attempting suicide out of vanity and fear of pain. That’s also realistic! People with suicidal thoughts often don’t end up going through with the deed for the smallest reasons. People much less vain than Spoiled have probably had the same thought process, of not wanting to leave behind a hideous (and, depending on method, gory and gross) corpse.
I see the Narcissus reference there!
The puppy thing really works. Applejack has Winona, a dog, for a pet. Diamond Dogs may exist, but how many ponies know of them? Are they even the same species as domesticated dogs now? Who knows? I’d guess most ponies think of dogs as cute, intelligent animals to have as a pet. That’s how we view ponies. My Little Puppy totally works as an analogy for the show. Somehow, though, having two tails sounds a little weird and not majestic at all :P