Prologue: Before The Year Begins
(9_6)
“Miss Hooves,” the light brown receptionist said to the pacing pegasus pony. Removing her thick silver glasses, she continued to address the mare, “Your daughter is fine, there’s no need to worry.”
“But I can’t help but worry!” The gray mare nearly yelled at the receptionist. The entire situation was putting a lot of stress on the mare and she obviously wasn’t handling it well.
“It’s ok Miss Hooves,” the receptionist said as she walked out from behind her desk. “All mothers go through what your feeling right now. That’s why we spent the last week easing both of you into this. There is no need to worry, your little ‘muffin‘, is in safe and competent hooves.”
“Are you sure?” Derpy asked, still worried for her daughters safety. “I mean, what if she can’t do it? What if she can’t handle the stress!?”
“I think you’re the one who can’t handle the stress, the receptionist chuckled, placing a reassuring hoof on the pegasus. “I know it’s hard, but I promise that your daughter is in capable hooves.”
“Ok,“ the mare sighed, looking at the ground with her misaligned eyes. She could already feel a tight knot that had formed in her chest loosen slightly. Looking at a nearby clock, she couldn’t help but groan as it read 12:34, “How much longer do I have to wait?”
“About 4 more hours,” the receptionist said as she walked back behind her desk.
“Buck,“ Derpy whispered to herself as she went back to her pacing.
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“Red! It needs more red!” The young foal stared at the paper in front of her for a moment before smearing more of the sticky red liquid on the paper in front of her. “Maybe some yellow?”
“That’s beautiful Dinky,” a large unicorn mare said with a smile. “Who’s it for?”
“Mommy!” Dinky lifted her stuffed pony up in her hooves, coating the sides in red paint.
“So it’s for your mom?” the pony chuckled as she took the paint covered stuffed pony in her magic. With a small flash of light, it was clean once again, revealing its resemblance to the young unicorns mother. “She’s going to love it,” she continued, levitating a wet cloth over to clean Dinky of paint.
“I hope so, I worked really hard on it!” Dinky couldn’t help but smile as she imagined her mothers happy reaction to getting her picture. Looking down at it, she was happy with her work. She had used every color she could find, mixing it all together on the paper. “Why did all the different colors make black?”
“I’m just going to place it over here with the others,” the unicorn said as she carefully levitated Dinky’s picture up and set it into a nearby metal rack. “It should be dry by the time your mom comes to pick you up,” the unicorn said, never taking her eyes off the foal.
“Oh! Come check on mine Miss Lemonway,” another small unicorn called from nearby. Looking over, Dinky’s attention was immediately brought to the picture that sat in front of the filly.
“That’s way better than mine,” Dinky sulked as she looked at the filly’s picture. It was a stick figure pony, drawn using a red crayon. It even had a orange mane and tail.
“Don’t worry Dinky,” the filly said, noticing Dinky’s sad expression as she stared at her picture. “I can show you how to draw this if you want.”
“That’s very kind of you to offer Lily,” Miss Lemonway said as she levitated the filly’s picture to the rack as well. “But right now, It’s time for everyponies afternoon snack.”
“Yay! Muffin time!” Dinky watched as the older unicorn levitated a small tray of snacks over from a nearby shelf. Most of the snacks were simple fruits and vegetables which were passed to several surrounding fillies and colts, but right in the middle of the tray, was a large blueberry muffin.
“It still amazes me that you can eat one of these,” Miss Lemonway chuckled as she set a small muffin down in front of Dinky. Without a moments hesitation, the young foal grabbed the muffin with her forelegs and began nibbling on its top.
“Why does she get that?!” a small brown pegasus chocked, putting the apple he had back on the table. “Is she even old enough to have that?”
“Now High Lane,” Miss Lemonway began, now passing out small drinks. “Her mother left it for her, saying that she wanted her to have it if she was well behaved.”
“But I want a muffin too,“ the pegasus sighed, his ears dropping.
“You can have some of mine.” Dinky held out her muffin, wishing to share with the sad looking pegasus.
“Isn’t that sweet High Lane,” Miss Lemonway smiled, noticing Dinky’s gesture. “She’s willing to share her snack. She’s such a thoughtful young filly.
“Never mind,” High Lane huffed, picking his apple back up and taking a bite. “Besides, its covered in her foal drool.”
“Don’t mind him sweetie,” Miss Lemonway told Dinky as she finished passing out napkins. “He’s just cranky because it’s almost nap time.”
(9_6)
“So how did she do today?” a large pegasus pony asked as he walked into the living room, buttoning a blue police uniform with his hooves.
“Dinky did fine,” Derpy sighed as she wiped the young foals face with a cloth. “I on the other hoof, nearly walked a hole in the daycares lobby.”
“I know exactly what you mean,” the pegasus responded as he looked into a mirror to brush his silver mane back. “I was the exact same way.”
“Yeah,” Derpy chuckled, looking up at the pegasus. “But Miss Lemonway said that Dinky was very well behaved and was even willing to share her snack with one of the other foals. She even made me a picture with hoof paint.”
“I know,” the older pegasus said with a smile. “I saw it hanging on the fridge. It’s beautiful Dinky.” Derpy couldn’t help but giggle as the young unicorn smiled at her compliment.
“So, do you have everything you need for school in a few days?” the pegasus asked as he looked at the clock.
“Yes dad,” Derpy huffed, annoyed that her father had asked her for the fifth time that day. “Everything’s already in my bags and ready to go,” Derpy said, nuzzling the side of her chin on Dinky’s head.
“Good,” Derpy’s father said with a smile as he turned to leave. “I’ll be back in the morning, so be sure to get to sleep on time for once, ok?”
“I will,” Derpy said as she picked Dinky up in her forelegs, “and dad, thanks again for the help. I promise to pay you back when I can.”
“Derpy,” the older pegasus said as he stopped in front of the front door, a look of seriousness in his eyes as he looked back at the two. “I don’t want to her anymore of this ‘paying me back’ stuff. I told you that I want to help you with your decision.”
With that, Derpy’s father left the house, leaving Derpy and Dinky to finish their night together.
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As a warning for future chapters, as well as your upcoming revisions on your previous story, I should like to point out that pegasi is a plural of the word pegasus. It refers to more than one of them. You keep using it as a singular. For example:
It should be:
Otherwise, I look forward to the rest.
I'm always confused if Dinky is able to speak or not, since you have her words in quotation marks but always have somepony else voice her thoughts by reading her actions.
alright I'm already confused. I'm guessing that italic is when she's thinking right? instead of putting it in "quotations" try putting it in 'these', makes it more clear that she isn't speaking. But then, does she speak when it's not italic? Nobody ever answers her so I get confused... as I have already stated XD please get on it ^^
Other than that I'm looking forward to seeing where this goes :)
I'm confused. Can Dinky speak or are those her thoughts?
How did i miss this?