I woke up in the morning feeling fully rested and ready for the day, spending a lot of time can wear anypony out. I got out of the bed and walked downstairs to the kitchen. I made my breakfast in a rush so I could go outside to feed my animals. I first fed the snakes, they always get anxious if they don't eat. I fed the mammals and lastly the birds. I poured the bird seed and waited for the birds come out.
As the chickens came out, I counted them all and I saw that Clara didn't come out. "Clara?" I called... No reply, the sweet little chicken didn't come out. I calledher again... Still nothing. After a few moments of waiting, I slowly walked in nervously.
In the corner pen, Clara's pen, I saw her, sitting there. I walked towards her, "Clara...?" I asked, gently tapping her. She fell over, passed away. I began to tear up, I grew up with Clara, she was my first chicken, it was painful to see her go. I collapsed before her, a sobbing, tearful mess. I began to sing her favorite song. One last time for the dear. I sang for a while and sang some more. It was difficult from the sobs. Suddenly, there was a loud *THUMP* coming from behind me with the sound of 4 hooves coming with it, all landing at once. Only one pony would enter a room like that...
"Hi there silly filly!" said pony exclaimed, "How are you?" she asked, overjoyed as usual.
"Sad..." I mumbled quietly.
"I'm sorry, what?" she asked, not hearing what I said through my mumbles and sobs, "You sound sad! Well let's turn that frown, upside down!" she yelled, putting her hooves between my lips and making me smile.
I swatted her hooves away. "Please, just go..." I said, wanting to be left alone.
"But I have something to say..." she said softly.
"Can't it wait...?" I asked sniffling.
"Well... I guess..." she said, "But I've been waiting to say this for a long time..."
"Well, you'll have to wait longer..." I said, being abnormally blunt.
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease?" she begged.
"No!" I yelled, now very irritated, "I'm reallynot in the mood for the stupid thing you have to tell me!" I stared her in the eye so she can see how angry I am.
Pinkie sniffled and I can see her begin to tear up and she ran out crying. She left without a word. I felt terrible and poked my head out calling her name, however, she was long gone. I would have ran after her, but I had a funeral to attend to. I should have kept my big mouth shut...
By the time the funeral and everything was over, it was already incredibly late... I'll talk to Pinkie tomorrow. I trotted into my house, went upstairs and slowly shut my eyes, drifting off to sleep, all of my dreams about Pinkie.
Cant wait to see how Fluttershy fixes this.
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I'm going to be honest, it won't be special.
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Doesnt matter
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Well then, thanks~
Ain't writers block a bitch Treble?