Scootaloo 4
Why Am I Crying?
By The Rated Ponystar
Formally Edited by: Clavier, Mr. Minimii and Apple Cinnamon
Edited by: Unnamed Pawn and First_Down
Thanks to Catnipfairy for her artwork!
***
Scootaloo checked her watch, only a few minutes left. She sighed and leaned back against the entrance to Ponyville Cemetery, waiting for her friend to return. Scootaloo could remember when it used to be daily, then weekly. Only after they started high school did it start to become a once a month visit, and according to her friend’s shrink it was a sign of finally moving on. Scootaloo personally thought that had happened awhile ago, but she wasn’t an expert on such things.
“Thanks for waiting again,” said a voice as the gates closed behind her. Scootaloo turned to her left and saw Silver Spoon with a small smile on her face. The former bully had removed her trademark glasses years ago and replaced them with contacts, and let her braid lengthen until it was as long as Applejack's. Other than that she looked almost exactly the same as she did when she was a filly.
Scootaloo herself had grown up over the years. To nopony's surprise she had styled her mane like Rainbow Dash, got her ear pierced and always wore Dash’s old weather patrol goggles around her neck. They had been a gift for her thirteenth birthday, around the time Dash finally graduated from reserves to acting member of the Wonderbolts. It was also to help Scootaloo deal with the unfortunate reality that had been revealed to her two months earlier.
A serious late growth spurt had made her one of the tallest mares of her age, yet she still had underdeveloped wings that were smaller than the average pegasus. An expert told Scootaloo the news she had been dreading to hear for years: she was never going to fly like a normal pegasus.
She could hover for a bit or do short bursts of flight, like the first time she flew to save Silver Spoon, but anything more strenuous than that was considered too risky. It hurt to see her dreams of being a great flier like Rainbow Dash crumble, and it put her in a deep state of depression. But her father, her stepmother and all her friends were there for her when they could be. Thankfully, she soon got her cutie mark, a skateboard with wings, and was right as rain afterwards. I can’t believe it took me that long to find it. And it was so obvious! Even more than Sweetie Belle's and Apple Bloom’s!
“You know you didn’t have to wait for me,” said Silver Spoon.
“I’ve been doing this for how many years now?” asked Scootaloo with a smirk. “It’s what friends do.”
“You could always come and say hi to her. I’m sure she wouldn’t mind,” suggested Silver Spoon.
Scootaloo bit her lip and stared out at the rows of gravestones sitting in silence. “I... I don’t know.”
“I understand. Anyway, the gang’s meeting us at Sugarcube Corner. We should hurry,” said Silver Spoon, heading towards the road that led into town.
Scootaloo nodded, following the mare she had stuck by ever since Diamond Tiara's funeral. The ensuing years produced many arguments, many tears and many hugs. Silver Spoon saw a therapist to deal with the trauma and guilt of surviving an accident that killed her best friend before her eyes. And after every session, Scootaloo was there to offer support, especially in those moments when Silver Spoon came close to giving up. Eventually the stubbornness, the determination and the friendship she showed the former bully won out. Silver Spoon was only visiting Diamond Tiara once a month now. She was president of their high school in Canterlot, and she had received a promising scholarship to a college in Baltimare. Scootaloo felt like a corner had been turned, like she could breathe a little easier. As for herself, she enjoyed being captain of the soccer team and taking first place in numerous extreme sporting contests. That was her therapy.
Ponyville had also changed over the years, slowly becoming more crowded than ever before. Part of the population boom may have been due to the giant crystal tree castle that housed six of the most famous mares in modern history, but who could say for sure. The streets were busy around this time, and more than once ponies stopped to say hello to the pair. Occasionally they would see a filly or colt running around with a Cutie Mark Crusader cape.
Scootaloo couldn’t help but chuckle at that. Who would have thought the little club we started when we were fillies would end up being a Ponyville tradition? Tales of the adventures and fun she and her friends undertook spread through each filly and colt as they grew up, and soon they too took on the mantle to find their cutie marks.
“How’s your Dad doing? He got promoted recently, right?” asked Silver Spoon as they made their way towards Scootaloo’s house.
“Yeah, he’s now dealing on the high roller international floor,” answered Scootaloo with a smile. Even if her father was now dealing cards for casinos in Las Pegasus, that didn’t mean she couldn’t be proud of him for working hard. “Half the debt he owes is gone by now. I asked Sweetie Belle for help with the math and she said if he keeps this up he’ll be able to pay all his debts soon.”
“And then he can move back, huh?” asked Silver Spoon with a sad smile.
“Yeah, he can,” whispered Scootaloo as she opened her door. “Mind waiting for me here? I’m just gonna tell Mom that I’m hanging out with you and the girls today.”
“No problem,” said Silver Spoon, sitting down on her haunches as Scootaloo went inside.
She could remember the first time she stepped into this house, but back then she was an angry filly at odds with so much in the world. Years had passed since she and Ms. Cheerilee talked, and she was happy to say that everything had worked out. The room was still filled with the same pictures that Ms. Cheerilee always had, but there were new additions as well, featuring a certain orange-furred and purple-maned filly.
“Scootaloo? Is that you? I’m in the kitchen!” shouted Ms. Cheerliee as Scootaloo walked over. Her new mother, and her ex-teacher, was working on some cookie batter with her mouth before she stopped and kissed her adopted daughter hello. “How was your day at school?”
“It was fine, Mom, and yours?” asked Scootaloo.
With a frustrated sigh, she shook her head and rubbed her temples. “Apple Burst’s newest prank was a headache all on its own. The little brat put cherry bombs into the toilets and flooded half the school when they went off. Honestly, he’s the son of an Element of Harmony and a Wonderbolt. He should have better behavior than this. I don’t even know where he got those bombs anyway.”
“Who knows,” lied Scootaloo, who made a reminder to hoof bump Apple Burst when she got a chance. “Anyway, I’m heading to Sugarcube corner to hang out with my friends. I’ll be back in time for dinner.”
“Just don’t spoil yourself,” warned Cheerilee, but she had a smile on her lips when Scootaloo walked away.
Scootaloo stopped in front of the picture in the bathroom showcasing the party she received after getting her cutie mark. Crimson and Cheerilee were both hugging her. Any stranger would have assumed that they were a typical family unit, but the truth was her father and stepmother were not married. Despite her father’s, and Cheerilee's, best efforts, Social Services found out about the conditions she had been living in. No matter how much Scootaloo and others protested, her father was determined to be unfit for parental care, especially after they learned of his gambling debts.
It looked like she was going to be taken away from Ponyville when Cheerilee stepped in, offering to adopt Scootaloo. Because of her outstanding history as a teacher, she was permitted and so Scootaloo managed to stay. Without him having to worry about his daughter all the time, Crimson was able to get a job in Las Pegasus working as a card dealer in a casino. The very same one he owed a lot of money to. At first, he didn’t want to go, but Scootaloo convinced her father that it was for the best.
She still loved her dad, and she saw him whenever she could. Scootaloo knew her dad loved her and always would, even if he wasn’t the best parent.
Cheerilee was more than just a guardian, she was her mother. The one thing Scootaloo had been denied ever since her real mother left was now finally in her life. Cheerilee was loving, she was strict, and she cared about Scootaloo. It came as a shock to them both when Scootaloo called her "Mom" one morning, but they accepted it quickly and hugged for hours afterwards. It was through Cheerilee, and her friends, that she accepted her disability, resolving to find a way to be awesome even without wings.
As for her real mother, the one who caused her so much pain? Scootaloo didn’t care. She didn't hate that other mare anymore. She didn’t even think much of her these days. Occasionally, she would pop up but as far as Scootaloo was concerned there was no pointing thinking about her anymore. She was gone, end of story. Cheerilee was her mom, not that other mare.
With one last sigh, she exited out of the bathroom and back outside where Silver Spoon was waiting.
***
Sweetie Belle was already waiting for them at Sugarcube Corner and she wasn’t alone. Her coltfriend, Button Mash, was there with her and the two were sharing a chocolate and vanilla milkshake mixed smoothly together. They were looking into each others eyes with dopey smiles on their faces. It made Scootaloo sick to see how they were acting. Out of all her friends, Sweetie Belle was the one who dated the most.
Her first coltfriend was technically unofficial, a sick pony she'd befriended by the name of Shoestring Catch. Sweetie had said one of his dying wishes was to have a marefriend so she agreed to be his. Three months later he passed away, and it took Sweetie Belle just as long to recover from his death. Since then she had dated Featherweight, Rumble, Snails, and a few other boys. She even tried the other side of the fence with Berry Pinch. In the end, she chose a weird colt by the name of Button Mash who was into video games. Scootaloo was happy for Sweetie Belle, no doubt, but she wished she wasn’t such a love struck puppy. Seriously, it's as bad as Spike and Rarity.
Upon seeing the two, Sweetie Belle waved at them and hugged Silver Spoon, knowing where she had just been. “How are you girls doing?”
“I’m fine. Thanks, Sweetie,” replied Silver Spoon, hugging back.
The two sat down with the others as Scootaloo looked around for their last member. “Hey, where’s Apple Bloom?”
“No idea, she’s usually here first. Maybe she’s busy helping out at the farm?” asked Button Mash, giving a suggestion.
Before anyone could reply, Apple Bloom strolled in wearing her sister's hat overtop her long red mane that made that made a few colts in the store turn their heads and blush. Apple Bloom had grown up into a perfect beauty and a perfect heartbreaker to a lot of colts when she announced one day that she was dating Dinky Doo. Sitting beside them, Apple Bloom rubbed the back of her neck and said, “Sorry about bein’ late. We had to dig out a few bad trees on the southeast side. We think some tree rot is spreadin’.”
“It’s not gonna hurt the cider season, is it?” asked Scootaloo with worry. The thought of all that tasty golden cider going to waste made her heart cry.
“Nah, we’re gonna be fine. Thanks to all the new helpers we got, we should be able to even have extra this year,” said Apple Bloom, much to Scootaloo’s relief.
Walking over to their table, Pumpkin Cake greeted the gang and held out a pen and pad with her magic. “Hey, guys. What will it be today?”
“The usual,” said Silver Spoon, putting the bits on the table. “One big Diamond Cake with five glasses of milk.”
Pumpkin Cake nodded, “I figured as much. I got one already made. I’ll be right back”, she said as she went off to retrieve the cake. Surprisingly, the twins still remembered Diamond Tiara as they grew older and quickly understood that she had died and not "gone to a long sleep." The day it first sunk in had been a sobering one for the two. But they soon bounced back and created a cake that grew quite famous as time went on, a cake that Silver Spoon ate whenever she had a chance. Not just because it was in honor of her deceased best friend, but it was also just so tasty.
A few minutes later, Pumpkin came out with the cake. The exterior was coated with a purple frosting with chocolate on the inside as well as gummy treats that looked like diamonds. For decoration, there were marshmallow stars of every color and a gingerbread copy of Diamond Tiara’s famous namesake on top. The gang all thanked Pumpkin and everyone took a slice along with their glasses of milk. Before they could dig in, Apple Bloom said, “Next week is the anniversary, isn’t it?”
Everypony froze as they stared at Apple Bloom, who looked at her cake with tears in her eyes. “Hard to believe it’s been so many years.”
The other girls nodded their heads in a solemn expression while Button Mash did his best to avoid the awkwardness. After all, he had moved to Ponyville only a few weeks after Diamond’s death.
Scootaloo then focused on Silver Spoon, who looked at her cake for a bit before taking the first bite. She then smiled. “Knowing Diamond, she’s arguing with an angel for bigger wings because she wants to be more noticed.”
Scootaloo snorted and replied, “That or moaning about how she’s stuck as a filly with tiny angels wings while everyone has big ones.”
The others began to chuckle as well. And with the awkward moment broken, they dug in.
***
Scootaloo didn’t know why she decided to do this today of all days, especially when the anniversary was only a week away. Maybe the overall mood while she was with her friends made her decide to finally do the one thing she had been putting off for years. Maybe it was Silver Spoon actually cracking a joke when the subject was about Diamond Tiara instead of being quiet and mournful. Or maybe I’m just crazy.
She passed through the gates of Ponyville Cemetery and walked among the headstones of those who had gone before her. The only reason she knew where she was going was because she saw Silver Spoon go in so many times and it wasn’t that far away.
When she stopped, she stood before four lined gravestones. The two rightmost ones displayed the names of a mother and son who tragically died in an accident. Diamond Tiara was immediately next to them. The headstone at the far left was the most recent, that pony having passed away only two years ago.
Mr. Rich led a quiet life after his daughter’s death, giving control of most of his business to his other relatives. The poor stallion saw no point in working anymore, and he had enough to retire for the rest of his days anyway. He mostly focused on charity donations or spending time with the Apples who were the closest to him. Then one day the stallion was found dead in his bed from a stroke. Yet he looked so peaceful, they said, like he had welcomed it. Everything he owned he left to Ponyville and the Apples, who were able to fix their farm, get new tools, hire helpers, and pay their debts while having plenty of money left over for Apple Bloom to go to college.
Scootaloo had been there for the funeral to support Apple Bloom, who wept for her “uncle's” death. But at the same time, Scootaloo felt like maybe this was what he always wanted, a chance to be with his family again in whatever afterlife existed. She herself wasn’t particular on the notion of which one was real among the long list of religions out there. She just hoped one existed at all. Nothingness kinda sucked when she thought about it.
Turning her mind away from the theological debates of life after death, she focused on the grave that carried the cutie mark and name of the number one bully in her life: Diamond Tiara.
Staring at it, she tried to remember all the horrible things she had been forced to endure at the hooves of the rich filly. She could remember some, like the Gabby Gums incident, as well as the time Babs Seed was with them. But she couldn’t remember too much of it.
Maybe it was because, now that she was older, it didn’t mean much to her. Why did she have to focus so much on incidents that didn’t matter in the long run? She was happy with her friends, stepmother, father, and had a promising career in extreme sports. She was doing well in school, had plenty of friends, and even dated from time to time.
Back then it seemed as though everything she did as a filly carried so much impact. Now that she was grown up, it didn't compare to all the important things going on in her life now. Maybe ten years from now she'd look back to her current life and say something similar. When Scootaloo looked at the gravestone, she tried to conjure those old feelings of anger, only she couldn't do it. She tried again and felt nothing.
And then there was Silver Spoon, a filly who she proudly called one of her best friends despite their past.
I guess it’s finally time, thought Scootaloo as she took a deep breath.
“I forgive you, Diamond Tiara.”
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I can't help but wonder if somepony will end up using the word 'diamond' in her child's name down the road.....
[aplauso]
That last line…
Perfect way to end the fic. Fantastic job, Rated, absolutely fantastic!
A very well done and moving story. Rather than presenting only one way of dealing with death, you presented three main ones, and hints of others sprinkled through. I think that is why I appreciate this story more than others dealing with death. Thank you for this story.
Whew. I may have to read this all through again at some point, except it would be like cutting my heart out with a spoon.
Unexpected timeskip is unexpected. Even though it's not the focus of the story, it's almost as interesting to get the references to how the other characters' lives have progressed as to see where our protagonists have ended up.
Time to untrack, I guess. But not to unfave.
A very well-written story on such a sensitive topic. My congratulations.
Why you make me cry Rated Ponystar?
5972959
Because I drink your tears at night
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I'm... Not 100% on this last chapter, personally. It feels a little bit 'ok, I need to end it in one chapter so let's just gloss over it all'.
It's very good, still, but this chapter just... Doesn't feel right. It might feel better as an epilogue, maybe, after everything in the main story gets wrapped up.
Just my opinion, though, and it's still VERY good.
Well Done Rated.
This has been a fantastic story from beginning to end. You have truly created something amazing and you should feel proud.
5972963
I'm curious, how would you do it?
A fine ending. Well done.
There are no words to describe how well written and presented this story is.
5972969 If I knew that, I'd probably be featured by now
But in all seriousness, it feels like there's a gap in the story, aside from the obvious one. It feels like we cut right from them realizing that they might have a lesson to learn right to 'well, that sure was a great lesson we learned'.
We're told they learned it, but that's it- we don't SEE them come to terms with it, we're TOLD that they did. We see them having the problems, but it feels like time skips before they really have a chance to come to terms with it.
Does that make any sense?
Wow You just posted the last episode just in the same time I arrived home from work.
Start to read immedietly.
5972986
Yeah, but we saw them come to the conclusions of what they needed to do to reach that state of peace in their mind. While that might have worked if I made the story different, the story is focused on the death of Diamond Tiara as well. Such a thing would lose focus as years went on. If I had done a sequel I would focus on different points in their lives where they slowly grow up such as Apple Bloom affected by Mr. Rich's death, Sweetie Belle meeting Button Mash, Scootaloo being separated from her father and so forth. However, that wouldn't work in this story's case as again the focus has to be around the death of DT. But I do get what your saying.
3.bp.blogspot.com/-1OHAfSsitI8/UOu-0hwFP5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/2q-7lHDiIAs/s1600/slow%2Bclap%2B2.gif That is all.
WHAT AN ENDING. I now present you with the highest compliment I am able to bestow.
GG, good sir. GG.
Dang. I was close to reading until that bit. Looked like a great premise too.
You know, I never really bought the underdeveloped wings thing. I mean Snowflake has wings so small that they look like a little foals wings attached to a meatier big mac. And he was able to get into the Wonderbolts Academy, fly in the Equestria Games, and flew for the Watersprout / water collection duties for Cloudsdale.
So with wings that underdeveloped, on a body that bulky, and he can fly. Then the underdeveloped wings thing just really doesn't make sense. Since from what we see, her wings are fine, and she has strong muscles (enough to lift her off the ground from pure muscle strength alone rather than any focused / directed Pegasus magic).
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Nonetheless, this really was a good fic, while I'm kinda sad it's over. It has a real sense of closure, and you wrapped everything up at the end.
such a sweet ending, so sweet that i'm sad this story is over.
i'll admit at the start of this last chapter I was kinda hoping silver spoon would've kissed scootaloo and left it like that
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I wouldn't mind to read an own story about those years.
Talking about the time. I can't help I'm a bit lost in time here. Maybe because I'm an aspie. So let me get straight.
If I undertood right than:
-10 years have passed since Diamond Tiara's death.
-Filthy Rich passed awy 8 years afther her daughter's death.
Personally I think that Scootaloo and Silver Spoon are unofically together as a copule.
5973089
I hve the same toght in my mind.
Great ending. I'm going to miss this story. There are very few people who can write good children's characters for such a length of time.
Very sorry to say, but this was kind of a disappointing final chapter. The time skip necessitates a lot of narration that tells rather than shows us everything that has happened to these characters in the last few years, and that just isn't engaging. If the chapter were rewritten to focus more on the present and not what happened in the time gap, it would be shorter, but also much more focused on what actually matters.
Anyways, even if this epilogue didn't exactly rock my world, this was overall a spectacular fic that I will gladly recommend to others. I've been following this story since the first chapter was uploaded and it has certainly been one strange journey. Congratulations on its completion. :)
Final chapter? Gotta read it ASAP
Nice chapter, but there's one some part that bothers me.
The writing really repeats itself there, and maybe it would be better if it said, "Apple Bloom had grown up to be a perfect beauty that made every colt in town want her. Too bad she also turned out to be a perfect heartbreaker to a lot of colts when she announced one day that she was dating Dinky Doo. " Or something like that.
That's it. That's all and exactly what I was waiting/hoping for.
This. All of this. This is truly a masterpiece you've written, RP. One that everyone should read not just for the content in the story, but for its message. It deserves every bit of praise it's gotten, and it will be very hard for you to top this one.
No, please don't do a sequel (not "squeal", lol). This story is perfectly fine with how you've ended it. It doesn't need one at all.
Hard to believe it's been two years since you started this. It's been a great ride.
Damn you... you even jam-pack the final chapter full of feels
5951453 My first actual death I had to deal with, human-wise cause I dealt with pets like rats simply, was my grandpa. It was on the day I took my Tae Kwon Do test, and my dad and grandma tell me that my grandpa died, and it was so hard. I couldn't even bear living at the funeral home... But I got over it soon. It was really hard though. But like you put there, life IS a roller coaster.
Something her doesn't make sense...
Anyway, beautiful story and wonderfully put. It was never choppy and always moved smoothly, but, I am sad to see it go and, like every chapter, I wanted to cry. This fanfiction had so many feelings put in and is one of the best I've seen.
11/10
5974103
Damnit, things like that always make me cry..
5973699: Damn you for noticing things. >:c
I was going to point that out too, but my suggestion was slightly different.
Other than that, excellent chapter. Nice to see you've done what so many others haven't and finished your work.
Wow what a mature fan fic going through all the CMC's journey then growing from them to become better mares.
Wow this is amazing though and though.
"If you have questions, feel free to ask."
I have three questions:
!: If Scootaloo's dad manages to pay off his debts and move back, will Cheerilee still remain as Scootaloo's new mom?
2: Why did Scootaloo's real mother leave her family? Is she still alive by the end of the story? Do you think Scootaloo will ever meet up with her as an adult?
3: Did Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Silver Spoon ever find out the information Apple Bloom got from reading diamond's diary? Did they ever come to learn why she went from Apple Bloom's friend to her bully? How did Apple bloom ever cope with that knowledge?
Great ending!
A part of me was really and truly hoping that everyone would wake up and this would be some big dream intervention staged by Princess Luna, then they'd all go and forgive each other...
But this ending works better, too. And no, I am NOT crying! It's liquid pride! TOTALLY DIFFERENT! YOU'RE CRYING! *sniffles* I need a hug...
And so this tragic cmc story has come to a close this story has been one of the best cmc stories I've read this final chapter was a satisfying end to this story great job.
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"If you have questions, feel free to ask."
I have three questions:
1. By the time he does, Scootaloo will be a legal adult so... I honestly don't know
2: That's all up to reader's perspective. You choose her fate and reasons
3: No, she never told them
wow that was good great job
@ RatedPonyStar: well, in that case, even if she has moved out by the time her father returns, she would most likely remain in contact with both him and Ms. Cheerilee and still consider her her "honorary" mother. Considering Cheerilee is looking after Scootaloo while her father is away, and the fact that they seem to have made up by the time of the funeral, they would probably remain on good terms at least.
I do wonder how Apple Bloom managed to cope with that knowledge though. She seems pretty fine now in any case.
A magnificent ending to a magnificent story. Well done my friend. Well done.
I applaud your will to finish what you started and I've been following this story for a good while now. I guess some things in life can only be brought to light by tragedy. It is when we're faced with the reality of death, we often question our lives, what have we done and where are we headed.
I personally wouldn't want a sequel to this. Don't pull a Dreamworks on it and let it rest in peace.
5974103 *glomps closest nearby object*
Extremely well done and it's very nice to see everyone got a happy ending. I was a little worried Mr. Rich had committed suicide for a second, and although his death was a tragedy I think you tied it together well.
Well done my friend... Well done...
This fic was the reason I made a FIMfiction account, this fic inspired me to write some things of my own. This showed me that sometimes life isn't easy and that things always end up working out in the end, and I like that. You are my favourite writer on this site, and I admire your sense of wording and grammar. Rated R Ponystar, you have inspired me to write fanfiction, and even though I know I'll NEVER be as good as you, I'll try...
Believe it or not, this fic helped me through some things I'd rather not share, but I just want to say:
Thanks...
Thanks for inspiring me,
Thanks for Helping me,
Thanks for writing my favourite fanfic
Thanks for the laughs,
Thanks for the tears,
Thanks for the love...
RIP Diamond Tiara
-IDKWTTH
...And it's over. Didn't see those twists coming (though I expected a timeskip). And no mention of Twist?
Really need to start writing some of the ideas I have in mind, such as Sweetie Belle with Synesthesia, but I'm waiting for the CMC to get their cutie marks and DT's rumored, probable but unlikely-to-be-anything-decent character development before I do anything serious.
S5 seems to be changing the tone of the series, giving it some much-needed Dimoxinil, and trying to drop the early installment weirdness for real this time.
I'm wondering if DT died from internal bleeding...
The kind of ending we were all hoping for, I think. Congratulations on bringing it off.
Okay. NOW I can safely say that this is a fantastic end to a fantastic story. I loved seeing the fillies so grown up and so much more mature now. I know it can be very difficult to forgive, but we have to at least try if we want to enjoy our lives. You demonstrated this brilliantly.
You will always feel trapped in a past that will burden you.
I know that feeling very well, childhood does that to ya...
I read a lot of your stories so far and they are really good to read. This story, I think is the best one you wrote. It is very well written, very emotional, and great point of views of how one deals with death and then moves on from it.
I'll definitely add this to my top favorite list! Thank you so much for writing this fantastic story!
You know, i wonder what the girls would do in reaction to seeing Diamond Tiara again, healthy and alive. You could technically write something like that too, what with magic and all. Perhaps there's a parallel reality wherein Silver Spoon was the one who died in the accident instead, pushing Diamond Tiara to seriously contemplate her life's decisions up to that point. The idea would be to somehow intertwine the timelines so that both sides of the coin could be refined and brought together so that we have a nice, clean resolution to each characters' growth while expanding on just what it means to have faith and hope in a brighter future.
I'm not saying that you have to do it, but I think I can definitely say that it would be the story to beat if you took your time with it.