“H-Hey everyone,” a lone purple alicorn said nervously. Her bloodshot eyes peered to her smiling friends. She was grinding her teeth and her messy mane was all over the place. “It’s s-so great to s-see everyone here!” she stuttered.

“Why, Twilight,” the charming voice of Rarity said, “It’s also wonderful to see you!”

“Don’t have a long face, Twilight!” Pinkie Pie’s bright and cheery voice added in.

“It’s also great to see you too, Twi,” Applejack’s voice said. Her trademark accent made Twilight’s smile curve up a little bit.

“C’mon Princess Twilight,” Rainbow Dash’s cocky voice chimed, “We’re here. Don’t be so sad and gloomy!”

“Oh, Twilight, how could we live without you?” Fluttershy calm voice said. “Remember that we’re all here for you!”

Twilight’s smile grew, but it was short lived. Inside of her cold castle walls, it echoed a vanquished past. The throne room was breaking down, cracks in the strong stone that was no more. She could remember it. She could remember. But how long ago was it? Perhaps days? Weeks? Eons? The princess turned towards her smiling friends.

“What do you think we should do?” she asked frantically.

Pinkie Pie was the first one to spout an idea. “Ooh, ooh! A party!” she said, waving her hoof.

“A party?” Rarity asked. “At a time like this?”

“Sure!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed with a smile from cheek to cheek. “A party to have fun! A party to forget our pain! A party just to celebrate with friends!”

“I do like that idea,” Applejack said, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy added in agreement. They all turned to Twilight. “How about it, Twilight?” Rainbow Dash asked.

A tear welled up in Twilight’s eyes. “Yes,” she whispered under her breath. Both of her eyes teared up before beginning to weep. Her horn illuminated, her friends now slowly fading away to nothingness. The bare throne room left the princess alone.

Only her cries was left in the shattered room, the once strong stone now a reminder of her shattered friends and home. Outside, there was nothing to be seen. Twilight had blocked it with some of her powerful magic. She did not want to think what happened what there. She wanted to forget it. Forget it all.

Looking outside would shred her broken heart once again and more. The princess’ tears splattered onto the cold ground. She was tired and in distress. Her friends were gone. Gone. She mumbled to herself, saying that it was all her fault.

The princess began to blink a few times before her horn lit up again. “W-What kind of party?” she asked her friends.

“How about a fun one?” Pinkie Pie asked, her muzzle up to Twilight’s. Between her tears, Twilight gave a smile. Yes, a party, she would tell herself.

It was a party that only she, the princess would celebrate by herself.

It would be forever and until the end of time before all of this would end.