#ofdivaisms

Stay True to Yourself -- By Huussii

‘ Of course I have! I wouldn’t be the best party pony ever if I couldn’t throw Surprise parties. ’

She teased the other pony, gently nudging her side with a hoof giggling heavily and snuggling up.

She thought hard about it for a moment before lifting her veil and throwing it back.

“Well, generally two people are worthy of each other. Don’t take this the wrong way but I’m not at all worthy of Silver. He’s way too strong and good for me. Besides, he doesn’t know the worst of it and I hope he never does. He deserves someone who would be able to tell him…”

“Oh for crying out loud. This argument? If you had heard Silver’s reaction when I made that comment, then you will very quickly figure out that you are both in the kneejerk reaction that is ‘the bullshit dance of ‘I’m not worthy.’’ It’s a dance as old as time, and I’ve seen enough perfect couples go through this nonsense. I’m not letting another one do the same.”

“Listen; he’s strong and he’s good, yes, but he likes you as much as you like him. If you keep living with the crippling fear that others are ‘too good’ for you, then you both not only are underselling yourself but you are doing a disservice to those that care about you.”

Heart chuckled to himself. Oh, some of the stories he had about Silver.

“Now do me a favour and go give him a kiss. He’s very good at dodging the point, almost as much as I am, so you’ll need to be direct.”

“Well, good. If I were to marry anyone it would be Silver, of course. I’m just afraid I’d disappoint him as a wife,” she told him honestly. “I’ve never been the domestic type. Besides taking care of my dogs, I don’t have a very maternal personality. And I don’t feel like spouse material. But if he wants to marry me… well, it’s a little overwhelming to think about. Marriage is…so forever.”

She looked at her bracelet and shifted it on her hoof a little. Something an aunt had given her. The gems in it were supposed to be calming. She tried to play this cool, like she wasn’t freaking a bit but truth be told– how could Silver want to marry a mare like her!

“I’m calm,” she lied. Not well either. “And I like crystals and things with magic properties,” she told him. “For the record. But I’ve got enough jewelry. I want to know what he sees in me. To make me the mare he wants to spend his life with.”

Ah, marriage; one of the two singular topics that Heart felt qualified to speak about. The fact that involved one of his favourite couples only added to that.

“I am not going to lie; Silver isn’t what I would call a traditional father figure, either. He’s very much... with the winds. Keen to see the world and make his mark on it; however that may be. 

He glanced at her, even as she looked at her jewellery.

“As for what he sees in you... I’m no mindreader. Never have been. But - the simplest solution, especially here, is... well, to ask. Everypony needs some reassurance and I promise you that Silver is in a unique place to provide it.”

“Hm? What sort of jewlery do you like, then?”

He was making a heroic effort to not give away the game. And, luck be on his side; it seemed his talent considered a wedding as ‘close enough’ as to give him a magical hand in not giving anything away.