Twilight's lover is sent to fight in the great pony war.
Twilight waits patiently every Friday looking out the window waiting for the mail pony to come. She can't wait to get the letter from her lover who is fighting the great war. The letters she receives are the only way for her to know that he is still safe, and the time between Monday and Friday emotionally tears her apart.
Thunder Hooves sat in the bunker shivering so badly that from a distance it would appear that he was having convulsions. The cold is something that he has never experienced before, due to where he used to live which was always sunny and rarely below 70 degrees.
The pony next to him was in no better state, the pony turned to him and through chattering teeth said "I hate the cold, so much." Thunder Hooves turned to him and began to say something but stopped and just nodded in agreement. In the distance they could hear the boom of an anti air gun going off, and the constant fire from both advancing forces fighting.
Thunder Hooves had leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes hoping to doze off and try to catch up on some lost sleep, when he heard the familiar sound of static from the radio and then the voice of somepony back at the base. "Attention Charlie company, we know you boys are having a hard time out there but i believe we may have something that will cheer y'all up!".
Thunder popped his eyes open and rushed over to the radio snatching the mic and responding with sudden interest, "hello mission command it's nice to hear from you guys! what is it that y'all may have that could make this day any better?". White noise followed and then was interrupted by the familiar pop of someone responding, "We have a full set of care packages from home and some mail from the loved ones on it's way to your location, we thought we might rise some spirits before raising the score".
As cold as it is where thunder and the rest are, hearing that made his heart warm, and he smiled and said "Thanks for all the help mission command, you guys are a real blessing". Thunder stepped away from the radio and told the rest of the guys the good news, everypony in the bunker ran out and looked into the horizon waiting for the familiar whine of the helicopter that will be delivering the long awaited goods. The chopper came into site and soared over their heads performing a U-turn and preparing to land.
After the chopper had touched down and unloaded, it lifted off and returned back to base. Thunder hooves watched as his fellow soldiers laughed, smiled (and for the first time in days) experienced joy from something that reminded them all of home, reminded them all what they were fighting for. It even reminded Thunder what he misses the most, his beautiful mare back home, Twilight Sparkle. Thunder remembers the day of the draft very well. It was the hardest thing he ever had to do, once he took his seat on the bus that would take them to boot camp to prepare them for war, he could still smell her perfume on his mane from the last hug he would get from her for the next 2 years.
Twilight lay on the couch staring at the ceiling, the library was silent, the only audible sound was her sobbing and blowing into a tissue as she continued to miss Thunder hooves more and more with each passing day. Sometimes twilight would drown out her sorrow by reading a book or two and temporarily forgetting about the war raging on an entire continent away.Though the war was so far away, the letters she received from Thunder made her feel close to him.
The mail came in at the end of the week and that day was like a holiday for Twilight, she would run out the door at the sight of Derpy coming to deliver her lovers weekly letters. The second Derpy would hand her the letter, Twilight would shred open the envelope and read it right there at that moment.
"Dear twilight, The bitter cold and the constant fighting have taken its toll on the soldiers fighting here, I can barely even write this letter to you, due to my teeth chattering and nearly biting the pencil in half. I have heard that the war has been winding down and it could possibly be cut short! Just be patient, I will be back in your arms before you know it. I hope you have been doing well lately even though I know that I not being there to comfort you during these rough times am making it hard on you. Just keep your chin up and keep in mind that I will be back to love you again once more." Twilight carefully folded the letter up and placed in her saddle bag, she kept all the letters she has received from Thunder Hooves.
She cherished the letters with all her heart, they were symbols of Thunders existence and they contained the only thing that could make her smile while he was gone. Sometimes she would open the letters up and find pictures from the war front of Thunder and his fellow soldiers, he was always smiling and appeared to be having a great time.
But she knew that he was home sick and couldn't wait to be back in her arms. Every night she would lay in bed and dream of him next to her, the smell of his mane and the warmth of his body as they cuddled up so close. They would lay still and stare into each others eyes daring the other to fall asleep first, she would close her eyes and begin to sleep but not before he would lean in really close and say "I love you twilight" just loud enough for her to hear.
It had been about three years since she had experienced his love that burns so brightly for her, maybe the light she sees from her window in the early morning is his love reaching out to her letting she knows that though the light goes away for a while it always comes right back around. Twilight finished up her book and headed upstairs to her bed, where she will prepare for another night alone. She scooted under the covers and stared out her window and had a perfect view of the moon. She suddenly had the feeling that halfway across the planet, Thunder was looking at the same moon missing her as much as she missed him. A single tear ran down the side of her face and she couldn't but to smile. Maybe things won't be so bad after all. Her love will return home, and all her worries will be carried away in the breeze.
Thunder opened his eyes and saw nothing but the clear blue skies, it was a beautiful day out. Not a single cloud in the sky, and it was so quiet all around him except for the loud ringing in his head that wouldn't go away. Then reality hit him and he started frantically looking around for his rifle, he was very lucky to be alive.
Thunder and his squad were surveying the area when they were ambushed with explosives planted just under their feet. The only thing that kept him from being killed by the blast was his decision to investigate a suspicious hole in the ground right next to the road. He had turned around to give the all clear to the rest of his squad when he was blown back ten feet clean off his hooves and slammed into a tree.
Thunder ran back to the site of the blast and started scavenging for anything that could be useful, he found a rifle with half a clip and a utility belt with a few extra mags. After he was done scavenging he looked ahead of the road and heard the familiar sound of the half tracks the enemy favored for their transportation. Thunder knew that he is most likely the luckiest guy in all of Equestria right now, but he wasn't gonna take any chances right now. Thunder ran on the side of the road until he came to a forest that ran for miles. It would be perfect for him to slip past the advancing force.
Thunder darted into the forest and ran as fast he could, he could the engines of the Half tracks coming to a stop at the sight of the ambush. Thunder stopped and saw a rocky wall ahead of him that would be perfect for getting a idea of which way he was going. Thunder climbed up the wall as fast as he could and looked back at the road. He watched with his binoculars as the ponies in the half track stepped down from the vehicles and observed their handy work. They looked around and kicked over debris as if they were looking for something specific. Then one of them started yelling in their native tongue, as they drug one of his fellow soldiers behind him.
Thunder could feel his adrenaline spike as they tossed his friend to the ground and pinned him down to the dirt. As angry as it made him he knew he couldn't take them on, he watched as one of them rose his rifle up and shot the pony through the chest. No survivors, Thunder had been told that the eastern ponies were ruthless and never took any prisoners. But now he understands fully that he must do what he can to fight and survive against such a formidable threat. The next few days are not gonna be easy, and Thunder understood this very well. He ran back down the hill and hurried back towards the base to warn the others of the attack, and contact twilight as soon as possible.