“Alright, have fun Sweetie Belle, I’ll pick you up at 1.” Rarity bid them farewell, and left to go do her job. Sweetie smiled, and noted the confused stare from the filly standing next to her. Babs turned slowly, and opened her mouth to ask a question.
“Hey Babs, did you know Apple Bloom is planning to come to Manehattan for a surprise event next week? Oh I hate to spoil it, but it involves that water park this city has.” Sweetie knew Babs was likely confused as to why Rarity had left them alone, and the best way to get past that was to blindside her with some news.
“Uh, really?” Babs blinked, a hopeful smile appearing on her face, before vanishing as she looked away. Sweetie giggled, and both turned to look toward the place in front of them. Filled with many vibrant animals, most staying there for the cheap rent, the Zoo was the perfect place for ponies to gawk at wonderful creatures normally hidden in the wilder parts of Equestria.
Sweetie and Babs went through the park, pausing to stop at a vending machine and buy something to snack on, taking a seat, they began to discuss what animals they had seen, and Sweetie felt herself beginning to relax. Suddenly, she realised Rarity was standing at the entrance.
“Oh jeez, I forgot her present. Babs, go stall for time while I go get it.” Sweetie stood up, Babs nodding, and dashed back into the far reaches of the Zoo. Most of the food court was near the exit, but there was a souvenir stand located in the deepest part of the Zoo. Sweetie slammed her money onto the counter, ordering some animal feathers and down. It wasn’t much, but Sweetie was sure Rarity would find a use for the exotic feathers.
Sweetie stepped out of the store and blinked. Suddenly, she had no clue where she was. Sure, she had used the map to find this store when she had been at the food court, but Sweetie had no idea the way back. Turning, Sweetie opened her mouth to ask the stall. With a slam, the stall closed up, and lights began to dim.
‘Oh horseapples.' Sweetie picked a path based on her vague memory, and set off. Walking in silence, her mind thought over stuff she had been trying to ignore, and she sighed, coming to a stop at where two Tigers were sleeping. Sweetie looked at them, and sighed quietly, closing her eyes.
‘What am I going to do?’ Sweetie looked to her hoof, knowing she was going to have to make the difficult choice eventually. Sweetie knew it was her best chance at getting someone with her. Escape? Well she highly doubted that, but it was always possible.
‘I know my decision, I just don’t feel right making it. My mind is saying yes, and my emotions are saying yes and no. Here I am, lost in a Zoo. And the experience is actually wonderful. It’s new, it’s not something I’d be able to repeat. I know what my decision is.’ Sweetie closed her eyes.
“But I hate myself for choosing it.” Sweetie knew deep down that if anything even minor went wrong, it would be her fault. This wasn’t like with the Crusaders, or when she had fallen off the cliff. No, this time she had been aware of the risk, and was going ahead with it. Was she really ok with possibly being the cause of murder?
“You know the answer.” Sweetie opened her eyes, and sighed loudly. Sweetie knew the answer, as much as it pained her to admit it. Sweetie wanted to get out of this week. Sweetie wanted a Saturday. Closing her eyes, a bittersweet smile fell on her face. Saturday, she was starting to forget what a weekend was.
“Sweetie, there you are.” Rarity’s relief was palpable, and Sweetie allowed her sister to ogle her, looking her over. As they left, Sweetie allowed herself to be scolded, acting like the younger sister who had been caught doing something stupid. In truth, however, Sweetie was starting to resent her sister.
Why couldn’t she see Sweetie wasn’t just a young filly anymore?
Because sadly their perceptions of you cannot change so fast and is always the same as they were before Sweetie. They physically and mentally restart from the day before.
I wonder if Sweetie will eventually try to think of being in their shoes for once, not knowing, not being able to fully comprehend, being constantly worried about their sanity.
... oh god she's becoming a teenager.
... at least they won't remember it?
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adolescence.
Yay!!!!
Oh
So ... this not being a multi-parter ... what act of murder was she planning? Or is that in an upcoming fic?
Is sweetie going to try taking another pony between loops with her??????? Is that the supposed 'act of murder'????????????
Well apathy have taken hold. Cue the several murderous rampage loops followed by a substantial amounts of suicide loops...
Took her a surprisingly short time to reach this state. Only 265 days (53 loops)... Other stories tend to have the protaganist reach this state after several hundred (mostly off screen) loops.
So I have a few questions for the author here that, to me at least, feels rather important at this point in the story. I only ask this because I like the majority of what I've read so far, save for a lot of the filler and some unnecessary experimental artistic flourishes. I ask these questions merely for reference, and not out of criticism or insult. I cannot stress enough that point. I Pinkie Promise I only ask these questions for reader reference and peace of mind, not to nag or harass you.
So the questions are...
Question #
1.)As of this point in your writing of this story, do you currently know how you want end this story?
2.)Do you have a clear and concise plan of how you are going to execute said ending?
3.)Do you have a rough ballpark estimate of both how many chapters are left in this story?
4.)Is it your desire and/or goal to keep this story going as long as you can, or do you intend to finish this story?
Again I reavow the promise above. I ask #4 only because some authors on this site have stories they just like to write and perpetuate. There is nothing wrong in doing so, in fact I think that's great and I enjoy some of them quite much. However I feel it's better for the reader to know if this is the case ahead of time, especially when there is a perceived and impending climax.
So thank you for all that you do and the efforts you put into writing for us, your readers. Your works are delightful, and this story in particular is a joy to read, and I look forward to seeing what your replies to my questions will be.
I'm confused, what's the act of murder?
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my guess is she's thinking about the princesses offer. the hints are all there and I think Sweetie's going to go through with the idea now.