//------------------------------// // Ramblings of a Fool... // Story: My little Short Stories // by Paradise Oasis //------------------------------// Ramblings of a Fool... Hello there everybody, my name's Fizzy! I'm a unicorn mare from Dream Valley, and it's so nice to meet all of you- well, I think this counts as meeting, even though this is a letter. Hey Tornado, does a letter count as meeting someone? Wait, are you already writing everything I'm saying down? No, don't do that! This isn't how I wanted to start! Oh well... Anyway, like I was saying... I'm Fizzy Pop, a cute blue pony with a pink and green mane, and the twinkliest jewel eyes in all of Ponyland! I love my friends, like Wind Whistler, and Gusty, and Shady... and I love to see my friends laugh and smile! My special talent is mixing but the yummiest sodas and ice cream floats in all of Dream Valley, and I use my unicorn magic to make them all bubbly and fizzy... just like me! My ice cream sodas are the hit of the Satin Slipper Sweet Shoppe! Me and the other ponies, we've been though a lot together! One time my friends got covered in some icky stuff called smooze, and they turned all grouchy and mean! Another time a mean old witch turned us all old and wrinkly, and the big brother ponies had to rescue us from her carnival! I always seem to end up on the craziest adventures, I was even there when our personalities got all messed up by the frazits! You wouldn't believe all the crazy stuff I've been through! But... there are some things I don't like about myself, too. I'm not a clever pony, I've never been very smart or bright. I've always made silly little mistakes, and forget to do stuff, and everything I usually say is really really dumb. I've always been like this, as long as I can remember. Gusty always calls me a scatterbrain, cause I'm always tripping over my own hooves. I can't even use my unicorn magic properly! I try to levitate things in my fizzy bubbles, but I keep dropping and breaking stuff! When I tried to float one of my chocolate shakes across the room, I ended up spilling it all over poor Shady's head! My friends... they are all so much cooler than me. Wind Whistler is so much smarter, and Gusty is so much braver! Oh, I could never be the pony they are, but I'm just glad to be their friends. I do know I make them unhappy by being my dumb self, though. So I try to make them happy, by being even sillier. It feels great to make them laugh... even if they're laughing at me instead of laughing with me! My aunt Snuzzle told me that when I was a baby, that my mom was pushing me around Hoofkaido in a stroller. She didn't watch where she was going, and she ran into another pony. I tumbled out of the stroller and hit my head, and after I didn't act like other baby ponies anymore, mom didn't want me anymore, and gave me to Aunt Snuzzle in Dream Valley. It's okay, I understand why mommy didn't like me. I'm not a very clever pony. Hey, maybe if I can show other ponies I'm smart, maybe mom will want to see me again! Tornado, why did you look at me like that when I just said that? Anyway, I grew up in Dream Valley, and I made a lot of friends as a filly in school! There was Shady, who always has something sweet to say to anybody. And Wind Whistler, who always cared so much about other ponies feelings. We first met on the first day of fillygarten, and they were so nice and shared their lunches with me! In elementary school we took turns having sleep overs at each others places, and we would tell each other ghost stories, and do each others manes! "Those curls look lovely in your hair, Fizzy!" "Thanks, Wind Whistler, you're too sweet!" "I dunno, I think you both look silly!" "Oh yeah? Look whose talking, Shady!" We totally loved hanging out! I remember the time we made smores together at phillyscout camp, and the time we put makeup on Wind Whistler's brother when he was asleep. Growing up with those ponies was soooo much fun! But... there were other ponies I grew up with, ones who weren't so nice. Truly, a really mean earth filly, used to like picking on us. She and her two best friends, Magic Star and Sparkler, used to love teasing me all the time, making fun of the fact I'm not very smart. They would tell me a colt liked me, then leave me totally embarrassed when I'd go to ask him about it. One time, when no grown-up was around, they even had Sparkler dangle me out one of the tower windows in the castle, with her unicorn powers. "Please put me Down! I'm afraid of heights!" "Not until ya'll say 'A'hm stupid!' Say it, or I'll drop y'all!" "All right! All right! I'm stupid! I'm stupid!" Wind Whistler and Shady always stood up for me, and beat the other girls up... but I really wish they hadn't done that. I really don't mind when Truly steals my gemstone eyes and hides them, or Magic Star kicks mud into my face. After all, the girls were only trying to get me to except the truth that I'm dumb. After all, I'm not a very clever pony. It was hard being picked on by bullies, but at least I had my friends to make me feel better. They made it bearable when I was tricked into going into the boys room, or leaving my lunch out to be stolen, cause Truly told me some hungry faeries wanted to eat it. I kept falling for all of their dumb tricks, but the other girls always tried to make me feel normal. I was always happy to have them around! But one day, Wind Whistler and Shady disappeared. They went out one day to pick some flowers, when I was too busy with my homework to go with them, and they never came back when suppertime came. I was sad that my friends had gone away, and I felt really lonely that I had nobody to play with! Whole weeks went by, with nobody having any idea where my friends had gone. Until one day, Some soldiers from the south finally brought Wind Whistler and Shady home... but they weren't the same friends I remembered anymore. A bunch of really smart scientist monkeys- they were called the gizmonks, I think- they wanted to know how a pony works. They took my friends to take them apart, and not put them back together the same way. They tested Shady to see how how scared a pony could get of stuff, and locked her in a bunch of dark and scary places and did a lot of mean things to her. Poor Shady came back a fraidy cat, and still jumps in fright at the sight of her own shadow. And Wind Whistler... the monkeys wanted to find out how a pony's brain works, and they... the opened her head up, and did some stuff to her brain that made her really smart. I dunno what it meant, but I remember what one of the unicorn doctors said when he looked at the stitches on top of her head... "Intelligence centers were unintentionally enhanced, but emotion centers have been seriously damaged, possibly removed entirely." Those mean monkeys! Wind Whistler went from being the nicest and sweetest pony I know, to going around saying 'sentimentality is illogical', whatever that means. She used to be a silly scatterbrain like me, but now she's all serious and stiff all the time. At least she's still my friend, though! She told me she stayed my friend cause "I won't be satisfied until I learn how a how a pony with no neural activity whatsoever manages to stay breathing, let alone carry out other day-to-day activities!" I wonder what she's talking about... And Gusty... she's a really good friend, too! She and I made friends in high school, when I accidentally levitated her homework into the trash, and she threaten me until I got it out and apologized. She finally drove those bullies away, I've never seen Truly to run that fast from a unicorn blast! Gusty's mom told me she had been like that since she was a filly, when she saw her dad threatened by a troll. Trying to protect her dad, little Gusty stood up to that mean old troll! She's never been afraid of anything since. Good old Gusty, she's the bravest mare I know! My family's really nice, too! I met by hubby, Salty, at a moonlight dance on Captain Barnacle's ship. He was the only stallion who didn't look at me like I was strange or something, and even asked me to dance! All his friends kept asking why he started to date an idiot, but he kept telling them I was a very special pony. Salty... my cute little blue sailor stud muffin! I just loved the angry look other mares give, when they realize that cute little flank with boat cutie mark on it, belongs to this 'idiot pony'! Though I can't blame them for calling me that... ... after all, I'm not a very smart pony... I try to ignore all the other ponies who call me stupid... I put on a smile, and try to giggle every time they call me an idiot. I'd rather trip over rugs and make ponies laugh, or say something silly, and have all my friends roll their eyes and giggle. Oh, I like it better when the others enjoy the sodas and malts I mix up. But they seem to like it better when I mess up, and they can all laugh at dumb old Fizzy's silliness. I'm not mad at them for wanting to laugh at me, though. I'm happy that I'm able to make them happy. After all, what else is a stupid pony good for? Tornado, did you write everything down? Tornado, why do you look so sad? Don't worry, I'm not sad or anything, everything will be okay...