Hello, this is Celestia Principessa current Principle of Canterlot High. I am here to tell you my story.
After school ended for the day I had remembered what day it was. It was March 14, the day Sombra proposed to me a year ago. We would have gotten married in the early summer. I had my dress picked out, we picked but had not yet booked the venue, we had our bridesmaids and groomsmen all fitted. Luna was going to be my maid of honor.
Twilight Sparkle and her friends were going to be there and make a grand toast and then we were going to have our honeymoon in Paris the city of love.
But then it all went wrong. Discord Draconequus betrayed us when he murdered my fiance in cold blood. To this day I still don't know why he did what he did but whatever reason it was he is one sick f*ck.
As soon as I got home to the small house I shared with Luna I got changed and headed to our personal work out room. Our home gym only had a punching bag, a treadmill, and a bench press with a few dumbbells.
I walked in and turned on the lights, then I taped Discords picture to the punching bag. I started blasting my work out playlist on my phone. I got a few hard punches and kicks in before I remembered what a kind and loyal friend Discord used to be to Sombra and to...us and I stopped my work out. I was upset that I would never see my beloved again and that his killer only got life in prison. I was mad that he didn't get the death penalty. I was sad that Sombra was now in heaven, looking down on me. I dropped down to a sitting position and drew my knees to my chest. As I sat there, I began crying while thinking of Sombra. That is how my sister found me when she came home. The fact that my work out playlist was still blasting with the door open was a dead giveaway.
After helping me up and getting me to my bed did she speak to me.
"Sister, you can't go on like this. You need to try and let go of your past and try to forgive your fiances murderer." She spoke so calmly to me while she sat beside me and held my hands in hers.
"Until it happens to you, you don't know how I feel." I sang to her. (I've been listening to a lot of lady gaga recently)
Luna frowned then broke eye contact. "You're right. I don't know how you feel." She took in a deep breath. "If it makes you feel better we can grieve about him together for as long as you need to."
I smiled and embraced my little sister in a big hug.
"Thank you Luna." I felt a little better but I suddenly remembered something. "If you're up for it I want to go out for dinner. Want to come with?" I asked her when I pulled away.
"Of course!" She grinned amicably. She then looked down and back up to my face. "You might want to change out of your work out attire first."
Hello readers of this work of fiction. It is I, vice principal Luna. I am here to give you my tale of events that occurred.
It had been a couple of months since Sombra's death and since Discord was sent to jail. I should have just accepted things as they were and left them alone but I couldn't do it. Something about this whole situation just seemed rather odd. Discord had absolutely no motive for wanting to murder Sombra and my gut was telling me that the alleged 'journal' where Discord wrote all his thoughts and feelings was forged.
I wanted to share my thoughts with Celestia but she was too busy grieving over her lost love to really notice. I would have looked into the matter myself if I hadn't remembered that Rarity did some private investigator stuff in her free time.
I still had her contact information like her personal email. I decided to write her up and ask her to meet up soon. Surprisingly, she said she would be free tomorrow. Unsurprisingly, she said it would have to be in her home boutique and as long as I helped her with creating her designs.
The next day...
It went about as well as you can expect. Rarity had me be a model for the clothes she was designing seeing as how she thought it would be fun. I was not as enthused. I had to stand still for 2 hours but it was worth it because she agreed to take my case. I was curious about something. "How doth thou work as a private investigator and not get recognised?" I asked Rarity as she measured my hips. Rarity wrote down the measurement in a journal she had before she answered me. "I make sure to keep a low profile. Also, changing your appearance with a disguise helps."
On my way home I checked the mail before going inside. Aside from the usual stuff like junk mail and bills I received an invitation to another party. I inspected the invitation more closely when I walked inside. It was an invitation for an upcoming masquerade party hosted by count fromage. I knew this was just Cheese Sandwich trying to sound fancy.
Perhaps going to this type of party could help lift my sister's spirits up. It had been a while since we socialized at a public event that wasn't school related.
To be continued
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