“‘Hey, hey guys, let’s do the mistletoe!’
The brown Pegasus grabbed it from the table and flew up. The ponies at the table looked up; some smiling in anticipation of the upcoming show, others rolling their eyes for the very same reason. The Pegasus kept hovering and smirked, throwing a cheeky look to his audience and pretending to be picking two victims. Little did the others know that in the past few minutes, where he’d been concentrated on making bubbles in his milkshake with the most serious look he could pull of, an evil plan had been slowly coming to life. And now was the time.
He made a little pause for dramatic effect. His crowd was staring at him in playful intrigue.
Flipping mid-air, he landed hovering between two ponies whose eyes immediately met. This was clearly a bad joke… at least one of them thought. The light-brown mare gave the round a look, her ear twitching to the sight and sound of grins and giggles that were starting to emerge. Then her eyes locked back to her “partner in misfortune”. The white pony wasn’t even trying to hold his triumph anymore and finally threw back his green mane, hollering and flapping his wings along with his laughs.
'I told you I'd do that one day! I so told you!'
The mare’s murderous stare didn’t seem to intimidate him as he proceeded to tease her.
The rest of the bunch in the round watched “tonight’s couple” with sheer delight: the amber Pegasus next to the mare in question seemed to be most excited (though, had he been asked, he’d have a hard time saying he’d refuse to be in the lucky stallion’s place); in the middle of the table a light-maned stallion was just resting his head on his hooves and giving the mare an amused look; surrounding the cavalier, who was still flailing and shouting, were a brown Pegasus mare and a blue Earth pony. The first was looking at the pranker, who was still hovering over the table and seemed overall satisfied with the chaos he’d caused; while the other was calmly consuming his milkshake and enjoying the scene. On the opposite side, a blonde Unicorn stallion was giggling as he was picturing things he’d sure get slapped for by at least one of the ones present.
It was their first Christmas together, and one’d be lying if he said it wasn’t of the most fun they’d all had in a long time…”
He sighed. Warm colours were dancing in his glittering eyes as he couldn’t look away from the picture in his hoof. The only one of that night.
How much has changed since then, he thought. So much done together, so much shared; words, promises… memories.
Memories. The only thing that was left. The only thing that he wished wasn’t.
Something took its toll on what once seemed to be indestructible, infecting their hearts one after the other, pushing them apart and spilling bad blood on where they got back together. If they got back together. At some point they didn’t. Or maybe some did. The orange Pegasus didn’t know anymore.
All he knew that at some point, the belief wasn’t strong enough. At some point, seeds had been planted which would grow into malicious weeds to feed on the light of those they had invaded. Like a black hole they lived inside their hosts and sucked out their colours, rendering them grey, corrupting them with pride and prejudice and burying their kindness and loyalty deeper inside.
No matter how much he tried after that, it was in vain. The mistakes he’d made. The words he’d said, or heard.
At some point, the belief was too strong, only to make the fall hit harder.
Then there was no belief at all.
Nothing could be brought back.
And nothing was ahead.
He slowly tilted his hoof and let the picture slide off into the hungry fire. A few flames engulfed it and took a bite, while others were already consuming other pictures. And there were still more to come.
A single star broke off the canvas of the night and fell, giving away the last of its light only to fade out forever.
((This is a post from the original mod of Shadowblaze, I really wish I didn’t have to post this for him…))