CrossStitch

Oh hai everypony!

This thread seems fun

HAHA, I understood NONE of that!

I'm just going to go by the title then: I hope nothing too important was lost.

And you need to get to ponyfing that computer ASAP!

Cross-Stitch nodded, "Indeed. It looks smashing on you."

Just then, there was a familiar jingle. It was the sound of the bell above his door ringing, signifying the door was opened. He looked to the door, a bit in disbelief that he had yet another customer. He was actually getting a little giddy from all of the attention. But the pony instead came in to seemingly celebrate his shop opening, which was a welcome gesture. Cross-Stitch's legs hurt a bit from all the work he had been putting in, but if this pony wanted something, he'd be more then happy to oblige. Still, she seemed very kind, which was also a warmly welcomed.

"Ah, hello." He said, bowing his head, "My name is Cross-Stitch, owner of 'The Perfect Fit," The introduction rolled off his tongue, and he loved how it sounded, "Business...," He put a hoof to his chin, recalling all of the events of the day, "Has been great." he said with a wide grin. It was true, he had had a total of four customers just on his fourth day, with this new pony possibly making the fifth. "Oh, but where are my manners? And you are...?"

Cross-Stitch repeatedly ran a hoof through his mane, trying to straighten it. His heart pounded out of his chest, he could hear it in his head, could hear the blood rushing through him. Nervousness was nipping at him hard, and he had no idea what to do. He took in large and slow breaths, calming his breathing down, which in turn slowed his heart down. The carriage pulled him ever closer to the luau where he was sure that his dive into popular fashion would begin. He could hear noises getting closer, and could only assume it was his destination.

The invitation had came so suddenly, and unexpectedly. Apparently he had been noticed by a more important designer who really wanted to see more of his works, and even see him become more popular. At first, he was ecstatic! All of his hopes and dreams could come true! But now, he was nervous, scared, petrified, and so on. The carriage stopped, and so did his heart. His eyes were wide, but he knew it was go-time. He took another deep breath in, and the door opened.

Cross-Stitch stepped out with a large smile on, sporting a very sophisticated looking suit. It was black, the same shad as his mane, and his own cutie mark was hand stitched into the left pocket. Under the suit jacket was a white button up shirt with the top two buttons left unbuttoned. He never really enjoyed buttoning all of his buttons up, it felt restricting to him, which was ironic as he loved to wear scarves. In the pocket of the jacket was a handkerchief that matched the color of his coat to a tee. His mane fell perfectly to his left side, and it was perfectly straight at well, he had obviously put a lot of time into his appearance. A pair of dark sunglasses wrapped the outfit up. They were dark, but his blue eyes could be seen through the tint, and they seemed to glow in the light. With a wide smile, he began his walk.

Growing up in Canterlot taught him how to walk with elegance, and grace, almost as if he was a model himself.

As his entrance ended, he turned and winked. "Well... That went smoothly." He said to himself as he made a few adjustments to his outfit. But that was only half of his troubles. Now, he had to actually mingle with all of the more important designers and models. Hew swallowed the lump in his throat and put his confident face back on.

Gladwin rose up, smiling widely. Everything felt right to him, like there was nothing to worry about. A huge wave of relief hit him, it felt like the wave itself carried away every fear of the world with it. He didn't have to be alone anymore, he could have her, forever.

He nodded slowly, "Of course... I told you a long time ago that I wanted you forever..." He was of course talking about when they almost froze. He swore to her then and there that he would always be there for her, and that he would never leave her side. He promised to her today that he would be stronger, and that he would take care of her. He had so many promises to her that he wanted to keep, and he intended to do so.

One of his arms rose up and ran his talon softly through her mane, following it with his eyes. "I love you Holly, I always have... " His eyes began to water again, but he didn't bother to stop the tears. A small sob attempted to escape, but he barely held it back. Staring at her, the mare of his dreams, his future wife, he couldn't hold himself back. He moved forward quickly and took her into his arms, hugging her tightly. He rested his head atop of hers, enjoying the warmth of her head against his neck. She was always warm, always smelt the same, strawberries of course. He could get used to waking up to that.

Cross-Stitch trotted into the hospital with a slight limp. Any kind of pressure he exerted on his front right leg was met with a sharp tinge of pain, effectively making his leg useless. He slowly made his way up to the sign-in booth, and put his name down, and then moved to a nearby seat. His hooves made an odd beat against the floor as he limped away, and eventually reached a place to rest. The journey here was incredibly difficult with only three functioning legs, and it showed. Cross-Stitch was huffing and puffing trying to catch his breath. He was never one for sports, so he wasn't exactly 'Conditioned,' and his now recent handicap had made matters even worse for him. After a bit of rest, he seemed to have calmed down, his breathing was normal, and his heart had returned to its normal pace of beating. His mane was a bit frazzled though, and his coat was a bit messed up from the sweat. He felt positively awful to be out and about with his person in such disarray. he mentally made a note to bathe the moment he was able.

Gladwin smiled, he lifted the package up, holding it right in front of him.

"Holly, I've been all over Equestria, and I've seen it all..." His voice no longer shook, he wasn't thinking about what to say, but was instead pouring his heart out, "But you... You're something different. You made me stay, made me want to be with you, made me want you..." He smiled and looked straight at Holly, he put one of his talons on her shoulder, a tear could be seen in the corner of his eye, "Holly, you are the most amazing pony I've ever met, you're beautiful, you're fun, you're energetic, you're... You."

His gaze fell down to the box in front of him. He laid on his stomach and opened it with his beak, inside was a gorgeous gold ring that shone with a bright intensity. The reflections of the forest around them was captured perfectly in its flawless surface, "Holly Dash, I want to be with you forever... Will... Will you marry me...?" He looked up with a hopeful grin on his face.

[[ You double-poster! Grrr! ]]

Gladwin smiled, and began to slowly walk toward Holly, every muscle in him screamed to stay still, but he couldn't.

"Hey, I may not be the best, builder, but you don't have to cry." He laughed warmly, which had a hint of weakness to it. "I hope you had fun today, because this was all a pain to put together..." He laughed again, this time, it had a tinge of nervousness to it. He scratched the back of his head and looked away, trying to look everywhere except at Holly herself. He had a horrible blush on his face. "I hope you like it."

His talon clutched hard at the package in his talon as he looked straight down at his trembling talon. His whole body felt like shaking, but he kept it to a minimum. "There's... Something... I was wanting... To talk to you about..." His eyes darted back and forth, and his voice quivered, "But I need ya to stop crying for a sec." He laughed again, and wiped a tear from her eye, "What's wrong?"

[[ Ya could of messaged me ;3 ]]

"This is where we met Colton and Flux for our double date. We went back to the Doughnut shop, and you got one heck of a hit to the noggin.

I think you're ready for your final clue though...

This is a place that's very special to you. Lot's of things grow here, and it's very peaceful. But food and plants aren't the only thing that can grow here..."

Gladwin nodded at the finished product. It looked great, and sturdy, but it did look like it needed some paint. He put a talon to his chin, wondering what colors would look nice. Of course, he would have to talk to Holly about it. He looked up at the sun, not much time left in the day. He pulled the package out of his saddlebag and clutched it tightly as his breath began to get uneven, and his heart began to beat fiercely. He had to though, he needed to. He swallowed the lump in his throat, and sat down, trying to collect his thoughts.

He was lost in his thoughts for a long time, trying to settle himself down. How long had he been sitting still? He looked up again, the sun had moved a bit, Holly would be here any minute now.

"Buck sure was a hero wasn't he? He saved me AND you from freezing. I'm sorry I couldn't have saved you myself that day, but I'll get stronger, and I'll protect you, I promise.

There's something we need to talk about, but only if you win this game of hide and seek!

You're getting close though, just two more clues to go! Here's your next one:

You're no square, but the clue is in one. It's in the center of one actually. It may be in a wet place though. It's where we met Colton and Flux for a double date ."

Gladwin and his crew had finally arrived at the pile of lumber with their own tools and also some extra wood that they gathered in town. They set everything down and looked over it, together they all gave a nod of determination and they set about their work.

The two burly pegasi taught Gladwin proper building techniques, how to build walls, how to build a roof, and how to make sure it was all supported properly. They taught him how to use this tool and that tool, and even how to lift heavy things without hurting yourself. Even though they had a very tough and hard outer appearance, they were very kind and helpful, and even had a soft-spot for Gladwin and his love-sick self.

The unicorn also taught Gladwin how to visualize and plan things out, and even how to draw better! The unicorn elegantly planned the house out on a piece of paper, sketching this and that and changing it at Gladwin's whim. Together, they planned out a beautiful and amazing house.

Now that everything was planned out, they all set to work. Gladwin noticed it was getting late, and that Holly would find the last clue any moment now. He paid the crew and sent them on their way, confident that he could finish up on his own. Most of it was finished anyways, there were just a few finishing touches he had to add. His muscles ached, and he felt exhausted, but the jostle of Holly's gift in his saddlebag gave him a second wind, and he went to work.

"You remember Pony Joe's then, it was the first place we met, and I guess you could call it our first date. I remember you almost choking here too, and I got a kiss on the cheek for trying to help.

But, I assume you're ready for your next clue; The next note is outside of Canterlot. It's where our first 'house' was. You remember where that was right? I'm sure your pal Buck could show you if you forgot.

Yours truly ~

Gladwin"

Gladwin had finally got some helpers together, even if it did drain the last few of his bits. He made a mental note to make some copies of his Canterlot maps to sell later, maybe Flux would be interested in one? He nodded and began to flap his wings. He glided lazily in the sky, and two strong looking pegasi, as well as a sophisticated looking unicorn, joined him. They were extremely nice, and after Gladwin explained his idea and situation, they even offered a discount as well as a helping hoof. Gladwin nodded to them all, so happy to finally have his idea coming to life. The griffin took an odd route out of Canterlot, carefully avoiding any points that would be close to where he left a note for Holly.

After come careful maneuvering, the entourage was out of the gates and well on their way to Holly's garden. Gladwin couldn't stop smiling the whole time, and every time he felt the package in his saddlebag slap against his flank, he got even more excited, and nervous. He didn't want to admit it, but his nerves WERE beginning to build up. He put a talon over his chest, trying to still his beating heart. It was no use though, nothing could calm him down. Maybe the work he was about to do could at LEAST get his mind off things.

Gladwin was in a bit of a mess. He sighed, admitting that this would be a bit harder then he thought. He tapped a talon lightly against his beak, looking back and forth over the lumber here and there. Holly was a unicorn, which meant she could get this done in no time, probably. This meant that he needed the speed of a unicorn... He lightly bit the tip of his tongue, trying to think of what to do.

He curled is talon into a fist and slammed it down into the other one. If he needed the speed of a unicorn, that meant that he needed a unicorn. But who? Holy was the only unicorn Gladwin knew, but he couldn't possibly ask her to help, as it would ruin the surprise. But he DID know another unicorn! Flux! But Gladwin hadn't spoken to Flux in quite a while. His positive demeanor slowly sank back into one of defeat.

But...Maybe there was another way. His wings flared out and then began to flap, carrying him to the sky. His destination was Canterlot, he was going to need help with this project, whether it be unicorn or not, he wasn't getting this done on his own. Besides, he had all but forgotten that he had to make a quick stop by the jewelry store, there was a pickup he had waiting for him there.

As he approached the city, he looked at the clock, '12:40 PM' it read. He nodded, noting he had quite a bit of time left in the day. He decided the jeweler was the first stop.

He remembered this place, it was the same place that he picked up the locket for Holly. He walked in and the owner recognized him immediately. After some brief chit-chat, the griffin got what he came for and was on his way. His next stop, to find some helping hands. But... He had no idea WHERE to find help. His eagle eyes scanned the ground below, making sure Holly was no where around. He HAD to keep this a secret at all costs.

He landed in front of a small building, Gladwin had noticed it from the large yellow hard-hat that functioned as a large billboard. He looked behind him, making sure Holly was no where around, and then disappeared into the building.

" It may have been a bit mean of me to make a bird carry it, but It's fine. I'm sure we're cousins somehow anyways.

You remember the park, right? It's where we played tag. I wanted to ride the swan boats, but it was way too cold out. I don't know what I was thinking, but then again it's hard for me to think clearly around you.

Your NEXT note is with a good friend, and a darn good baker. If you don't know who, then maybe you should take a further trip down memory lane.

I'll be waiting~

Love, Gladwin"

Gladwin's wings fluttered, setting him down in front of Holly's garden. He remembered the first time she brought him here, everything felt so... Calm. That feeling still lingered here, the calm, tranquil feeling. He sat for a while, watching the trees wave and listening to the wind. He shook his head violently, now wasn't the time to sit down and have a nap. He had work to do, and he had to finish it before Holly finished his 'game'. He trotted over to the pile of lumber, noticing a few pieces were moved, Holly must have wanted to start on it before Gladwin asked to meet her. This was going to be a bit harder without magic... But Gladwin had picked up a lot of knowledge on his travels, and he was positive that he could do this. Besides, it'd all be worth it. He nodded with a determined face, and set about his work.

[[ WELL! If that isn't just the most adorable thing ever. ]]

Gladwin began to seal a small box, fumbling with the tape as it stuck to his feathers and talons. He never was good with wrapping things, Hearth's Warming eve was a personal Hell to him all because of wrapping. He finally finished his work, stepping back to admire the box. It was sealed in a very clumsy manner, and looked sort of beat up. He sighed, but picked the box up, it would still serve its purpose after all. He nodded with a determined look, and clutched the box to his chest, as soon as it was delivered, it would all be set in motion, and then, there would be no stopping it. He took a deep breath, and then took to the skies from his perch, high atop a building in Canterlot.

He flew very high, almost near the clouds, trying to keep out of sight. He gradually got closer to the park, the place he had told Holly to be. He spied her multi-colored mane easily, a mane that unique was hard to forget after all. He lined the drop up, closing one eye to better judge the angle. His eagle eyes squinted, confirming the trajectory, and finally he let the package go.

It fell quickly, tumbling through the air. As soon as it left his talons, Gladwin sped off into the distance. He had a job to do, and hopefully he bought himself enough time for it.

The box landed in front of Holly, missing her by barely an inch. On the box was a white tag reading:

"To: Holly From: Gladwin" Beside his name, the griffin had made a crude drawing of himself.

Inside the box was a letter, the rest was filled with a few stones so it wouldn't flutter away in the wind. The note read:

"Hey, Holly! I hope the package made it to you OK, and I hope you're having a great day!

You're probably wondering where I'm at right now... Well, that's a secret, so I put together a game for you to play. All you have to do is follow the clues, and then you'll find me... If you can actually finish the game that is! Haha!

On to your first clue: I left your second note in a tree. I 'tag'ged it with our initials. Good luck!

Love, Gladwin"

The note was written in the griffin's messy writing style. It could almost be considered chicken scratch. Gladwin wasn't much of a writer though, he was a drawer of maps. It sufficed though, and his writing was still legible.

All the while, Gladwin's wings carried him to a certain garden.

ALL deh Ponychan's joinin'!

Welcome to Canterlot! We're a friendly bunch, and I'm sure you'll have a swell time here. I hope ya'll enjoy your stay!

Let's see...

Dinosaurs... Check.

A semi-like of Rarity... Check.

Mustache...Check.

Well, you're alright with me! I hope you enjoy your stay in Canterlot :3

You should consider staying! Canterlot has a great community. Everyone here is very nice, and very friendly.

I'm sure you'll find that out on your own though :3

Welcome to Canterlot though, I hope you enjoy your stay! However long that may be.

My God... I already love you.

You seriously just became my favorite poster in a matter of seconds.

You are welcome to derail my threads anytime.

You are also welcomed to Canterlot! Welcome!

(( Seriously, 60's Spiderman is like my favorite meme ever. ))

Gladwin looked up watching Colton swoop to avoid him, trying to keep his eyes on his target. He should have kept his eyes on where he was going.

He came crashing to the ground, into Holly, and rolled for a bit adding a few foals to the crash site. Gladwin let out a small groan, unused to the feeling of crashing. He looked around to find a few foals, and Holly tagging Colton. He rolled over onto his paws and began to dust himself off, helping a few of the foals up as well and apologizing, making sure they were all OK. "You alright little guy...? OK, good." He said, helping up the last foal and sending him off on his way. He looked over to Holly, who was now approaching him, trotting away from Colton, "Sorry about that." He said, rubbing the back of his head.

Gladwin saw the little filly who was tagged take to the skies, impressed that the little one could fly. Gladwin hovered near the ground, just around where the little filly was, and lazily glided to and fro and away from her, always staying just out of reach. He felt something get his tail though, and he turned to find the Filly holding his tail in her mouth, "Tagf! Youf if!" She said before spitting out his tail and then taking off in the other direction. "Cheeky little..." Gladwin said as he took his tail in his talon and straightened out the fur. He was giggling though, and actually having a fun time. His wings gave a strong beat upwards as he shot to the sky and looked down, surveying the group below them.

Holly? It'd be unfair. Sketch? He looked beat. Gladwin then nodded as a devious smile began to overtake his face. He then went into a nose dive toward Colton.

I approve of this so much.

If it's doable, then I hope it is done! This would be the BEST. POSSIBLE. THING.

Give me the link to the site and the comment! I'm going to give them good ol' common sense!

No no no no! This is what I mean, I want us all to be friends...

I don't want anyone to attack anyone for any reason at all. They just don't understand. I didn't attack my friends because I assumed they just didn't understand. Please be rational :[

We don't need a worse image then the one we already have.

I would assume that because he was returned to his stone imprisonment, that he couldn't be in the RP. That, and also because his race isn't on the approved races list.

But then again I'm not over the RP, but that's just how I see it. Perhaps someone of more authority could come in and clarify, I'm just saying not to get your hopes up, unfortunately.

I would just ignore him, but we all say that should be the best course of action, but everyone knows it's not always that simple.

I've been listening to a bunch of calming music, and I've been cooling off a bit, and I think maybe I could go back and accept an apology, if they're willing to give one.

Needless to say though, I do not believe I'll be associating with them much more. I try to be friendly, and I try to treat everyone as a friend, so it's a with difficulty that I'm going to strip that title from them. I feel a little embarrassed for posting this actually, and I feel like I was whining a lot. So, apologies for me acting out of slight anger and sadness. I probably should have dealt with it myself as not to seem like an attention whore.

But thanks, for the responses advice and everything. You're all far too kind :3

Gladwin listened closely to Holly's story, and he couldn't shake the feeling that he knew who she was talking about. He passed the thought off as un-important though, and instead refocused on the mare. He glanced over every portion of her, her multi-colored mane, her tail, her Strawberry cutie mark. He shook his head, realizing he was staring. He broke the awkwardness with a laugh though, turning to Sketch, "Maybe..." He said, and then turned back to Holly, "Maybe..."

Gladwin then realized Colton was missing, "Hey, where's Colton?" He asked, looking back and forth.