Status: In Progress
• Everypony • • 3601 words
Was heartbroken - she had no one
Her days were empty, they just came and went
And then on one glorious day
Her empty thoughts were pushed away
For to her a companion had been sent.
And she wept tears of pure delight
For on that cold and lonely night
She had been sent a friend to call her own
But we all know how this will end
She'll have to banish dearest friend
Yes this tragic event is widely known
Pray read my words, my rhyme and verse
A tale of love and envy's curse
Of loss, of pain, sadness for sister gone
And though this is a tragic tale
You may find something else prevail
And so I beg you my friends please read on...
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All but one. An old friend, both figuratively and literally.
One to whom centuries are nothing but time.
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Everypony knows Vinyl Scratch: Cocky, sure of herself, parties all night and likes her music loud and the beats louder.
And talking about herself in the third person.
What? It's fun.
Okayokayokay... so anyway, you're wondering how I first met my better half, right? (And don't tell her I called her that - she'll rib me about it me all day.)
Well, the whole thing kinda began somewhere you'd never expect to find me...
Genre: Romance, Tragedy
POV: 1st, 3rd
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As Spike wrestles with his self-consciousness to admit his feelings for Rarity, she opens a dialog by mail with Baron Summersday. She is invited to his mansion so they might get to know one another. Rarity believes this may be a second chance at love, but is it truly?
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Her friends bring her to see Twilight, Can she find out what's wrong with Pinkie?