A Life Lived in Hundreds

by Botched Lobotomy

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She wasn’t sure if she was invited, but she’d be damned if she wasn’t going anyway. She hadn’t missed a family reunion yet, and she sure as hay wasn’t going to start missing them now. And here: familiar faces, everypony milling, talking, chatting, having a grand old time. ‘Come help in the kitchen, dear!’ and suddenly she was transported back to cooking, baking, frying, laughing⁠—through all of it, nopony said a word. Did they not care? Did they not understand? She smiled, asked around, and in the end she realised that it was worse than that: nopony knew at all.

Comments

[Bicyclette]

and this loops things back around with the canon. we never hear of any mention of Granny Smith's romantic life, and she's a fixture at the Apple Family Reunion like any other. augh, the double meaning of the last line. that the entire story here happened and nopony knew at all, not the ponies of the present nor the watchers of the show.

owl chicks cozy in a secret nest. something to warm her, unseen and unknown by the ponies around her and argh

something about this is really resonating with me deeply. certain themes that really sit at the heart of my soul