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She slowly trotted through the dirty house. She hadn’t cleaned in ages. It hurt too much to do anything.
He trotted next to her, though his hooves made no noise.
Her mane was a filthy brown and her body a nasty grey.
“I can’t understand why you’ve done this to yourself…”
He’d been gone for a year and she still wasn’t over it.
“I thought you hated me? Why are you still so sad?”
Sometimes, it was as though he was still there with her.
He gently reached out to nuzzle her, but merely went through her instead and he winced.
She shivered at the sudden cold.
She finally made it to her bedroom and looked longingly at the bed; but she couldn’t sleep. She hadn’t slept in weeks.
He was right next to her. “I miss you.”
She heard the floorboards creak and she quickly turned, only to realize it was her imagination.
He gave her a pitying look. “I hate what you’ve done to yourself. What happened to my spitfire?”
She curled up on the bed; exhaustion was beginning to take its toll.
He hesitated before walking over to the bed as well, and laying next to it; placing his head on the edge.
She sighed heavily, her eyes slowly opening again. “I hate you.” A tear ran down her face and she nuzzled his old pillow. “I miss you…”
He smiled sadly. “Please. Sleep. You need it.” He knew it was futile to say anything, but still he tried. Hoping beyond hope that maybe she’d hear him.
Her eyelids were getting heavy, and finally, after so long sleep finally claimed her.
He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly faded away.
She dreamed she was a filly again, innocent, and not infected; playing with a deep blue Earth Pony colt. Outside of the dream a small smile graced her face.
The dream shifted quite suddenly and she was an adult once more, and before her stood the same Earth Pony. Only now he had his horn, his cutie mark and a wide grin on his face.
“Hi Scorn.”
She blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Three times before tackling him to the ground and snuggling his neck.
“Mercury, I miss you.” She finally admitted aloud.
“I know.” He replied, chuckling softly. “But, I haven’t left you. I’m still with you. And besides, we can meet in your dreams and your memories; and one day, we’ll be together again. But right now, you have to move on. You can’t dwell on what can’t be changed.”
She slowly stood up, frowning slightly.
“I want you to promise me when you wake up, that you’ll clean. Your coat is grey now. Please, it’s killing me all over again to see you this way.”
“I will.” She promised. “Will…Will you stay with me? Until I die too?” She asked, her voice shaky.
”Of course I will; I won’t leave your side.”
She smiled. “I’m sorry I was so rude to you. The first day we met? I was just…full of myself.”
”I know, and I understand. Being royalty can get to a pony, but truthfully, I wouldn’t want you to have treated me any other way. I mean, we wouldn’t be here now would we?” He smirked as she rolled her eyes. “Come on, let’s go see some other memories of yours.” He said, standing and gently nudging her.
“Hmph. You just want dirt on me.” She said, trotting ahead of him, nose high in the air.
He merely laughed as he followed her.
He trotted next to her, though his hooves made no noise.
Her mane was a filthy brown and her body a nasty grey.
“I can’t understand why you’ve done this to yourself…”
He’d been gone for a year and she still wasn’t over it.
“I thought you hated me? Why are you still so sad?”
Sometimes, it was as though he was still there with her.
He gently reached out to nuzzle her, but merely went through her instead and he winced.
She shivered at the sudden cold.
She finally made it to her bedroom and looked longingly at the bed; but she couldn’t sleep. She hadn’t slept in weeks.
He was right next to her. “I miss you.”
She heard the floorboards creak and she quickly turned, only to realize it was her imagination.
He gave her a pitying look. “I hate what you’ve done to yourself. What happened to my spitfire?”
She curled up on the bed; exhaustion was beginning to take its toll.
He hesitated before walking over to the bed as well, and laying next to it; placing his head on the edge.
She sighed heavily, her eyes slowly opening again. “I hate you.” A tear ran down her face and she nuzzled his old pillow. “I miss you…”
He smiled sadly. “Please. Sleep. You need it.” He knew it was futile to say anything, but still he tried. Hoping beyond hope that maybe she’d hear him.
Her eyelids were getting heavy, and finally, after so long sleep finally claimed her.
He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly faded away.
She dreamed she was a filly again, innocent, and not infected; playing with a deep blue Earth Pony colt. Outside of the dream a small smile graced her face.
The dream shifted quite suddenly and she was an adult once more, and before her stood the same Earth Pony. Only now he had his horn, his cutie mark and a wide grin on his face.
“Hi Scorn.”
She blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Three times before tackling him to the ground and snuggling his neck.
“Mercury, I miss you.” She finally admitted aloud.
“I know.” He replied, chuckling softly. “But, I haven’t left you. I’m still with you. And besides, we can meet in your dreams and your memories; and one day, we’ll be together again. But right now, you have to move on. You can’t dwell on what can’t be changed.”
She slowly stood up, frowning slightly.
“I want you to promise me when you wake up, that you’ll clean. Your coat is grey now. Please, it’s killing me all over again to see you this way.”
“I will.” She promised. “Will…Will you stay with me? Until I die too?” She asked, her voice shaky.
”Of course I will; I won’t leave your side.”
She smiled. “I’m sorry I was so rude to you. The first day we met? I was just…full of myself.”
”I know, and I understand. Being royalty can get to a pony, but truthfully, I wouldn’t want you to have treated me any other way. I mean, we wouldn’t be here now would we?” He smirked as she rolled her eyes. “Come on, let’s go see some other memories of yours.” He said, standing and gently nudging her.
“Hmph. You just want dirt on me.” She said, trotting ahead of him, nose high in the air.
He merely laughed as he followed her.
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i entered another writing contest. 
info here [link]
you have to base it on one of five songs and i used "Little Talks" by Of Monsters and Men.
both of my OCs are in this Scorned Love and Shining Mercury, because yay ponies~
sorry their refs aren't up yet. ono
the italics are him, he's dead, and if you didn't know that by reading it i weep for you.
also, fun fact: this is my OTP for my OCs. idk i just. i really made him for her.sorta like a reverse Bride of Frankenstein.
im...iffy on if i like it or not. like i sorta do, but meh not really.
if i win i win, if i don't i don't.
to be honest i just enjoy writing. //shot
Scorned Love & Shining Mercury: Me >BU
Contest:
MLP:FiM:
Song: Not me
info here [link]
you have to base it on one of five songs and i used "Little Talks" by Of Monsters and Men.
both of my OCs are in this Scorned Love and Shining Mercury, because yay ponies~
the italics are him, he's dead, and if you didn't know that by reading it i weep for you.
also, fun fact: this is my OTP for my OCs. idk i just. i really made him for her.
im...iffy on if i like it or not. like i sorta do, but meh not really.
if i win i win, if i don't i don't.
to be honest i just enjoy writing. //shot
Scorned Love & Shining Mercury: Me >BU
Contest:
MLP:FiM:
Song: Not me
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Wow! I think we have some talented writers here! You got the message right on and the way you wrote was beautiful! Great Job^^