“What’ wrong, Summer?” The little Kirin-pony asked, walking up to the yellow alicorn. “They think princesses are supposed to be skinny and pretty,” Summer sobbed. “But I’m not. I’m too fat and ugly.” She cried. Patch wiped a tear away. “Summer, you are not fat. Or ugly. You’re beautiful.” she told her, smiling. “You’re the prettiest pony I’ve met, and if they think princesses are supposed to be skinny, they’re wrong.” Patch said. Summer smiled at her. “Thank you, Patch.” Summer said. “Of course. No one will ever call you fat or ugly again. Not when you’re with me~”

Haven’t drawn these two for a while. This is kind of a vent thing maybe? I mean, I’m definitely not skinny. People told me I’m fat; even a immature camp counselor told me I was out of shape. What even is shape? Who cares the way you look? I only have one life being me, I think I’ll live it the body I have now, thank you very much.