Enjoy. Cuz I ain't got anything else to say.
Enjoy...
"But I don't want to go to the Crystal Empire!" I whined.
"Why not? Because you are too scared to meet her, is that why?"
"No..."
"Then why?"
"Because... I... I don't want to leave Canterlot... I like it here. I feel better here, rather than in a foreign land."
"I still don't see why you don't want to see her."
"Are you dense? Because I DO NOT WANT TO. OKAY?" I said to her.
"Ugh... Fine. But when you do, because I know you will, just give me a call... Okay?"
"..."
"I'll take that as a yes." She smiled while walking away.
"Ugh."
I then stuck my hands in my pocket and started walking towards the center of Canterlot, thinking about my past life. It was no wonder why I was so shy to ask that mare. I just wonder what my mother would think of her...
Well... You know my mom... She's... Possessive. Very possessive. More possessive than you could imagine. Or you could actually take. I began a slow process of thinking about why I was so popular back before I... Left this world.
"Hehe..." I chuckled while remembering I was so popular because I was one, the only human in existance, two, I was a handsome guy, and three, I was a charmer.
I mean a real Prince Charming...
Wait no, that's a horrid example.
The thing that got me my popularity with mares was that I liked just being myself. I just was positive, happy, caring, thoughtful, handsome, strong, smart, intelligent, witty, honest...
Shall I go on? I'm sure all humans have certain traits, but hundreds of humans before had told me I was a once-in-a-lifetime man, that would only come once in a generation.
Though, my strong suit was romance. That is what got me far with women and mares. Romance was born with me when I was about 9 years old. I have read 686 romance books before, and know everything there is to know about how to love the opposite sex.
Yes. I kept track.
I even read Jim Goddard's "Ten Thousand Ways To Say I love You". Ten Thousand Pages worth of good stuff in there. I read that day and night, every single day. So no wonder I was good with mares and women.
I've always loved romance as a subject anyway. I've even written a few novels off of it. Romance, I knew, will always benefit me in some way... And it has. There was even that one unicorn, who I fancied most above all...
Well, above all except Twilight. I really couldn't decide. I knew Twilight still harbors romantic feelings for me, but... Well, why should I wait, I don't even know if the other mare even liked me anymore.
Yet I loved her dearly. The first day we met each other, I took her on a date to the Canterlot Orchestra. She absolutely loved it. Next, I danced with her at a royal ball, hosted by mom, at the Castle.
The last... Was the Gala. I never got to take her on the date. I wasn't able to swoop her off her feet, dance with her in the fires of love...
The day it was scheduled was the day I committed suicide.
God... I will always...
...
Wait a minute, today is the anniversary for my death, right? The same day, different year? Wait... If I committed suicide on the day of the Gala, and the Gala is hosted every year...
That means the Gala is tonight.
"Holy crap!" I said while running as fast as I could, reaching the castle doors, having the guards open it up, and with me bolting in. "Mom?" I said while looking around for her.
"Moooom?" I said again.
"Gotcha!" She said while hugging me from behind.
"WHA!?" I said while jumping.
"Haha... I finally scared you." She smiled and chuckled.
"Yeah... Finally." I chuckled.
She turned me around and looked at me for a moment.
"Mom, it's okay, I was-"
"No, it's not just okay. I want to thank you for what you did for me last night. I needed a good 'ol slap of reality to tell me and set me straight. Thank you for what you did." She said while hugging me and nuzzling my cheek with hers.
"Thank you." She whispered into my ear.
She then stopped hugging, and I asked her for something.
"Mom?"
"Yes?" She said while I walked with her.
"Still have my old clothes?"
"Hmm... I think so."
"Could you get it out?"
"Hold on one moment." She smiled before disappearing and reappearing again with my old clothes.
My old clothes included green and grey hiking boots, dark blue jeans, and black shirt, a black fedora hat, and a plaid wool coat which was blue, white, dark blue, brown, and dark brown.
"Thank you mom, you've done it again!" I said while hugging her briefly.
"What do you need it for?"
"The Gala is tonight, remember?"
"Oh! Yes! It is!" She exclaimed while dissapearing.
"And she's off." I mumbled. I then walked towards a guest room, took a shower, got ready, and proceeded towards the other end of Canterlot.
The Grand Galloping Gala started at 6:00, and it took about 30 minutes to walk from the the castle and there.
10 minutes by carriage.
"Need a ride?" A familiar voice said while a carriage pulled up along side of me.
"Are you following me, mom?"
"... Maybe..." She giggled.
"Hop in." She said while I did so, and we looked outside to see the Gala. It was so regally flourished, the lights, the fireworks, the ponies, everyone!
The carriage stopped, and there were lots of ponies in a line.
No worries. We got out, and cleary cut them but they were not happy about me being there to cut them.
"Who the devil is this, monkey? And what is he doing next to the Princess?" Some said. Sort of.
They kept grumbling, and soon I got tired of it.
"Do you have a date?" Mom said.
"Nope."
"Dear heavens, you don't?"
"Do you?" I said while grinning at her.
"Well... No..." She said.
'Oh but I do... My lovely son...' She thought.
I then heard a mare speaking in another room, with the room very quiet.
"You go on ahead, I'll be with you." She said. I walked towards the other room and saw a mare speaking on the podium, almost familiar.
"It is with regret that I must say that he is no longer us, since today, many years ago, he was forced to make a descision that now still leaves our hearts heavy..." She said.
"And even still, he will always be known as our inspiration... Even to the far reaches like The Crystal Empire... Even to those that have no hope, he can be there. Even if he is not among us today, we will still remember him..."
"Bonjour... My love..." She said quietly while crying a bit.
"Huh. I expected a little more life into my funeral, or even a memorial service. I never imagined myself like that." I said while walking through the crowd with my normal attire.
"Who is that?" Some said.
"Is that a hairless monkey?" Another group said. That is so over used.
They couldn't see me for who I was, since my hat covered my head with shadows.
I walked up to the mare who was speaking.
"Who are you?" She said with a french tone.
"A friend. May I?" I said while getting onto the podium.
"Just to start off, life isn't and shouldn't be about memorial services. Life is just too short to think about how sad events are. You need to just get up and move. Live every day like it is your last. I remember a story when I was little... Hehe... I made it up, but hear me out." I said while the crowd listened.
"It was named 'The Man and the One Thousand Stairs'. The story was a man who awoke in a land, barren with nothing at all. He looked at the stairs and walked up to it. the man said 'Who built this? And how do I get up there?'. He then began to walk, and walk, and walked some more, until he was at the top of the stairs, where he saw a fountain, and began drinking, because he was thirsty. Another man came along, and he said, 'Who built this? This is impossible! There is no way anyone could climb these stairs!'. He then began trying to think on any possible way to get up there, other than climbing it. 'Oh, it's no use. This is impossible.' He said."
"He then died a few days later." I said to the crowd.
"What's the point?" One said.
"Hhhh... The point is, life is too short to think about the fact that it's impossible, or negative, or sad, or pointless. You just need to start thinking about how you can do it. Don't be like that man who died... I was like him once. I thought life was pointless. I thought life was just a filler. I did die like that man at the bottom of the stairs. But now I'm like that man who is climbing the stairs... Just don't be like that man at the bottom... Okay?" I said while looking at them all.
"Thanks for listening." I said while waving a moment. I began to walk off the podium, when a hoof stopped me.
"Who are you? Really?"
"Yeah! Show us who you are!" Some said.
"Are you sure?" I said to the crowd and the mare behind me.
"Yes."
"Yes, by all means!" Some said.
I walked back up onto the podium, and the mare got in front to see me.
I took off my hat, and looked at the speechless crowd.
"How are you still alive?" Some said.
"Please... Do not ask me such a question, it will give me nightmares." I said to the crowed
I walked off the podium towards the refreshments table.
"Excuse me, but... Isn't your name Jossten?"
"Why yes. Finally, someone who actually remembers my name."
"Look at me..." She said.
I turned around. I finally got to see who was speaking to me all along.
T'was her.
"Now do you see?" She said to me.
"Fl... Fleur-de-lis?" I said in disbelief.
"Yes. You remember... My love." She said while kissing me warmly.
'That whorse! That whorse is kissing my son?! How dare she! Only I can do that!' Celestia thought as she eyed Fleur closely in a possessive stance.
"Do you remember me, my love?" She asked.
"I... Do not." I said while closing my eyes and sighing.
"Do not worry, mon ami... I have found you once again..." She said while hugging me. She lead me out to a balcony, where I sat down and thought. The balcony was pretty big. 40 by 44 feet.
"Excuse me, but I need to use the mare's room." She said while looking at me.
"Sure."
She, and I know she wouldn't be back for a while, pushing through the crowd, and the restrooms were on the other side of the Gala.
I heard the doors to the balcony open up, and I didn't mind. Either it was her or I don't know, I was pretty deep in thought.
"Hello my son." A voice said.
"Hm?"
"Oh. Hi mom." I said while looking at her.
"How are you doing tonight?" She said while kissing my neck lovingly.
"Pretty good... I guess..."
What is she doing?
"Good... I'm glad your have a good time..." She said while I leaned onto her.
We were facing the doors to the balcony, with her sitting very close to me. Dangerously close.
"So who was that?"
"Who?"
"The mare who walked out on you."
"Oh come on, mom! She just needed to use the restroom!" I said while getting her meaning.
"No need to be angry... It's alright." She said while giving me butterfly kisses on my face. She stopped for a moment, which I didn't really want...
I guess...
...
Still under her trance. Crap. I heard the door open up, and she hugged me tightly in a full body hug, and kissed me passionately.
"MMMFMH!" I said while trying to break away.
"GRAH!" I said while stumbling and breaking away.
"Was that the same as when she kissed you? Hm?" She asked.
I looked at Fleur, who was looking at me with a shocked, yet dissapointed look.
"Fleur... T-this isn't what it looks like, she just kissed me and..." I trailed off when I knew I was hopeless.
"I thought I could trust you. I thought I could love you. And this is how you repay me?" She said angrily.
"No! Wait!" I said while she walked out.
"No..." I said while falling to my knees.
"Fleur... I'm sorry... Please... Come back..." I said while I tried to control the streams down my face.
"Tsk tsk tsk. They all run out. Run away from a relationship. All but me. Still going to deny the feelings, my son?"
I ran out crying, sobbing, actually. I knew it was over between us. But it seemed that all attemps to love another, other than mom, were ruined. She either thinks this is funny or...
She really does love me as a mate.
I don't want to think about that... I ran out of the castle, and towards the train station.
I knew only one pony could help me.
END
Done. Just done. I feel real bad for Jossten, though. He has had his heart broken, fixed, broken, fixed, and broken again!
Buh-bye!
-LunarChrome
