Twist

by pinklover12

5. Pink

Finally, all ten to the pile.

The day before yesterday, Father, Mother, Inkie, Limestone, and I had begun to move all the South Field rocks into piles of ten to move to the East Field.
We would move them to the East Field tomorrow.
Inkie and Limestone would move them, and I would stay in the South Field with Father and Mother to collect more rocks into piles.

What fun we have here.

"Pinkamena!" I hear father call from the doorway.
It is time to go inside now.
But father, I want to stay and harvest rocks more.

I continue to look for more rocks to push into piles.
I find none. How sad.
I begin to dig through the ground. I know rocks come from the ground.
My pink hoof hits something in the dirt. I dig more around the thing.
The thing becomes dislodged from the ground, and I pull it up.

I love the thing.

The thing is a pretty, small, shiny rock.
The rock is a very pale blue color, with crystalline edges and sparkly shimmer.
How beautiful.

I love this rock.

Something is appearing on my flank. I feel it.
I look to see what it is, and I find a strange image.

It is a pretty blue rock, sharp and shining, just like the one in my hooves.

I love my cutie mark.