Today's Horoscope (Virgo): Memories of better times can help someone heal, even if it may hurt to remember. Even painful memories are special.
After School
After tennis, Pinkie walks up to me. "Hey," she says. "Can you do me a favor?"
"Sure."
"Come up with something really special to do for Sonata for her birthday, alright?" Pinkie wrings the hem of her shirt. "I mean, I'm already planning the party and I've already made reservations and gotten the discount at the pizza place and I talked to Trixie and she's playing that night and I'm going shopping for a present for Sonata after work, but..." Pinkie takes a deep breath. "I wanna do something super-duper special for her, since..." Her eyes moisten and her hair droops. "Since things have been so super-sucky for her." She sighs. "I mean, Sonata puts on a brave face and she acts all cheerful most of the time, but..."
I nod. "Yeah. She's been through hell." I shrug. "I'll take care of it. Not sure what I'll do, but..."
"Thanks. Gotta run! Bye!"
I head back to the dorm, thinking about what I could possibly do for Sonata.
Evening
When I get back to the dorm, I find Sonata in her room, staring wistfully at her laptop. It's playing music...I recognize it as Sonata and her sisters singing.
I knock on the door frame. "Hey."
Sonata jumps and turns around, grabbing her tablet.
Don't scare me like that!
"Sorry. Can I come in?"
She shrugs and points to her bed. I walk in and sit down. "Your sisters were amazing," I say.
She smiles sadly.
Thanks.
She sniffles.
I shouldn't keep torturing myself like this...
"No," I say. "It's good to remember them." I stand up, walk over, and turn up the volume on the laptop. "This is a pretty good song."
Sonata shrugs.
Adagio wrote most of our songs. We really just harmonized.
"How many songs did you girls have?"
Well, Adagio wrote like, a couple dozen songs, but we only recorded nine.
Hmm...
"You have them all on there?"
Yeah.
"Can I get a copy?"
Sonata blinks, but shrugs.
Sure.
"Be right back." I run to my room and scrounge up a blank flash drive, then return to Sonata's room and hand it to her. She plugs it into her laptop, then copies the songs over.
Here you go.
"Thanks." I pocket the drive, then give Sonata's shoulder a squeeze. "Hang in there."
She smiles at me and rolls her eyes. I head back to my room to do my homework.
After dinner, I help Apple Bloom with her homework. "So, uhh...Silver Spoon's been talkin' to me," she says. "Or tryin' to. It's kinda...awkward."
"Oh?"
"Yeah..." Apple Bloom frowns. "Ah mean, she's bein' nice an' all, but..."
"Maybe she wants to be friends?"
"Friends, huh." Apple Bloom shakes her head. "Ah dunno. Since Ah started t' school, she's been right in behind Diamond Tiara messin' with me..."
"But isn't she sticking up for you now?"
"Well...yeah..."
"Maybe you should give her a second chance. Start with a clean slate."
Her brow furrows. "Well...Ah guess Ah can try..."
Once Apple Bloom finishes with her homework, I head back to my room. I listen to all the songs I got from Sonata before bed. Whatever personality flaws she had, Adagio had a beautiful voice...
I have a plan for that 'something special' Pinkie Pie wanted. I just hope it doesn't backfire on me...