Chapter Three

Dead End

Personal log, March 24, 2017

Been a while since my last log entry hasn't it? I guess I've been a little… preoccupied lately. This mare, her name is Twilight Sparkle. She has to be the greatest thing that had happened to me. We're just so… good together. I mean, we haven't even kissed yet but that's the weird thing, I don't even care. In fact, I think I'm finally over the whole weather patrol fiasco now that I'm working at the library with Twilight. Speaking of that, Twilight said that we were supposed to close up the library early tonight. What does that filly have planned tonight? Gosh, just thinking about her excites me to no end! Is this what love is?

-End of log entry

It was around seven PM when Twilight put up the closed sign and locked the front door. "We have the whole place to ourselves. Here," Twilight said holding out her hoof, "Follow me, I have something I want to show you."

I followed her down to the basement. As I entered, I was surprised to see that the room was nearly pitch black. The only light came from a candle lit table holding a silver platter and two wine glasses containing punch. "Not to sound unmanly or anything but… this is beautiful."

"But wait, there's more." Twilight said as she walked over to the table and removed the lid from the platter. By doing this, she revealed something amazing. "I know how much you love green apples so I made this."

It was a gourmet green apple pie with cinnamon chips on the side. "Aww, you're so… thoughtful."

"Well we don't have to sit here and admire it all day, let's dig in." Twilight stated as she started towards her chair.

"Ah." I said stopping her. "Allow me." It was then that I pulled her chair out.

Twilight sat down before saying, "You certainly are the gentlepony aren't you?" in a sweet voice.

"Only if you want me to be."

"Huh?"

"Um…" I said stalling. "Say this food sure does look good."

"Why thank you, chasey wasey." said Twilight taking her first bite.

It was then that I decided to take my first bite as well. "Oh my gosh! This is delectable!"

"You know I've never met a stallion so generous with his compliments before."

"I then stared her in the eyes before saying, "If it weren't so easy…"

Then something happened that not even I could explain. We both leaned into kiss simultaneously. I mean it wasn't even on my mind at the time, or was it? I actually can't really remember what my thoughts were at that moment. I guess that's what love can do to a stallion. Anyways, that's when it all started. Right before our lips met, Twilight accidentally knocked her punch glass off the table. And knowing my stupid, stupid Pegasus reflexes, I caught it. Not with my hooves. Not even with a body part at all. I caught it with magic right in front of Twilight. She looked appalled. When I realized what I'd done, I immediately released the glass. As it shattered against the stone cold ground, so did our love.

"Oh my god! What are you!"Twilight shrieked.

"P-please… j-just let me explain!" I shouted hoping she would understand.

"You're… wrong! Get out! Just go!"

"Fine." I said shutting my eyes in remorse. I hesitated for a moment before having a faint aura surround my entire body before physically teleporting back to my house. I felt dead inside. Upon rematerializing in my home, the first thing that caught my eye was the monitor on my computer which softly illuminated the dark room. I approached it and observed my most recent log entry I had recorded just before I left for the library. I listened to it. It caused me so much sorrow. But then I noticed the part about how I had gotten over my dream job. Just the thought that one single mistake could cause me so much pain, made me want to kill myself. I started a new one.

Personal log, March 24, 2017

I remember… when I decided to settle here, I wanted to log my progress here so I could possibly note certain events that led to my new, happy life. I realize now… that I no longer need that anymore. What's the point of living when nopony wants to even go so far as to date a freak like me?

-End of log entry