Forced Honesty/Confessions Meme!

[downstairslife]

How to play:

>Post your character blurting out a secret
>React to other people's sudden confessions
>Everypony must be truthful and honest
>????
>Profit! Or awkwardness, whichever.

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[crapfully]

[He tugs on his mane, still in disbelief.]

...how? How the crap can you just---

---just forgive me, like I'm still that guy you thought I was?

[freeasthewind]

'Like I'm still the guy you thought I was'? I know you're the guy I think you are.

I know you don't want to believe this, but you're good, Strong Bad. I see it in everything that you do, everything that you are.

Please forgive yourself.

[crapfully]

[He's quiet as he lets all of this sink in. His eyes close, and he's clearly thinking very hard about something.]

...I guess it's like I told Yggs. Having friends is a lot less terrible than I expected.

[He finally looks up, flashing her a small but genuine smile]

[freeasthewind]

[Feena counters his smile with a large, genuine one of her own.]

You thought it would be?

[crapfully]

Yeah. Before all this, you could say I wasn't exactly a peoples' person. My opinion of others was pretty low. Still is, sometimes.

[Though maybe that was you projecting your own insecurities, dude.]

But I'm from a small town. A really, really small town, And the hatred's kinda been entrenched for a while. I guess...in a way, y'all were my first real friends.

[freeasthewind]

[She listens, just nodding as he speaks. It's so sad. So, so sad that he never had any real friends. Those to lift him up and be there for him. Those to show him that people don't suck so bad. But that's the past, and what matters is the now.]

I'm sorry... that your life wasn't too great. I'm happy that you've found real friends who care about you.

...I know that I always will.

[crapfully]

Yeah. I never wanted to care about y'all...but...I do. And I guess I like it.

[He holds out his hoof to her---reaching out for a shake. Baby steps.]

[freeasthewind]

[And baby steps are fine. Feena meets her hoof with his. She has all the time in the world.]

[crapfully]

[And then, suddenly---on an impulse he's given up fighting he darts forward, engulfing her in a quick hug. It's awkward since he's entirely out of practice, but.

So much for baby steps.]

[freeasthewind]

[The hug is certainly a surprise. Her heart melts into a puddle, and she tightly wraps her forelegs around him and holds him close.]

[crapfully]

[No one's looking, right? He really hopes not, but regardless he quietly enjoys it anyway. It's been forever...but finally he feels lighter. Forgiven, maybe.]

...thanks.

[freeasthewind]

Anytime...

[She hopes now he will finally see just who he really is.

Strong Good, not Strong Bad.]