> The Future Adventures Of The CMC > by ThunderBass > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Chapter 1 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Aahhh! Peach, do something! Please!" Orion screamed. That's me, no not Orion! I'm Peach, Peach Cobbler. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know it sounds like I'm a dessert, but I'm not! All this screaming and stuff is giving me a headache, so I'll get to the point. Or not. You see it all started this morning. I woke up, the sun as shining, and my sister, Flora, was fighting with my mom, Fluttershy. A quiet argument you can say. That's an oxymoron isn't it? Okay, back on topic. They were arguing over the paint set Flora wanted. If it was me fighting with my mom, I probably would've won. my mom and sis are shy and soft spoken. Me? I'm about as loud and abrasive as it gets, So I have to pick my fights with my mom and sister wisely or I could scare them half to death! Back on topic again! We, the Cutie Mark Crusaders ,were going to the tree house for a meeting. I got there and the other members, Orion and Bucky, met me at the entrance. We talked for a minute then made the final decision for our adventure into the Everfree Forest to get our cutiemarks. We got into the woods and had traveled for a while when Bucky started complaining that he was hungry. I reached to grab something to get him to quiet down and then realization hit! We forgot our saddlebags! I flew up to see if there were any bushes or trees nearby. That was a lie. It was more like 'I tumbled and struggled up to see if there were any bushes or trees nearby.' Luckily I found an apple tree nearby. We walked over and picked some apples, letting Bucky check them to make sure they were okay to eat. We then stuffed ourselves and talked for a while. A while later we attempted to get up and out of the forest, because more than likely we wouldn't get our cutiemarks here. Like I said we attempted to get up but then three teenage ponies fell out of some bushes nearby! We walked over to see if they were okay, but Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Applebloom were absolutely fine! " Auntie Apple?" Bucky exclaimed and Applebloom responded with a cheery, " You know it!" "What are you doing here?" asked a quite confused Orion. "Hey! Can't we go out for a walk without getting interrogated?" snapped Scootaloo, who was then scolded by Sweetie. Sweetie Belle answered Orion's question with, "We were spying on you." "But why?" we inquired. "Because we know firsthand how dangerous it can be here," they shot back, "and anyway, we wanted to bug you." "Uh guys? Speaking of trouble, look!" Bucky frantically whispered to us. We looked over and saw the back of a mythological part chicken, part snake, all evil creature called the cockatrice, oh and an added bonus? It can and will turn you to stone. It didn't turn around when Bucky told us it was there, so we backed up slowly, trying to get away. It worked until Orion stepped on a twig, snapping it. The cockatrice spun around and looked directly at us! Luckily Applebloom and Sweetie Belle pushed us into a nearby bush. But Scootaloo hadn't been listening and was looking directly at the beast! She had been turned to stone! "Aahhh! Peach, do something! Please!" Orion screamed. Okay, we are back were we started, so I'll just continue. Why Orion was screaming at me, I haven't a clue, but I understood what he was saying and why. My mom was able to perform The Stare. She had taught me a while back due to my constant whining, but I had never tried to perform it under pressure. I shoved my hooves over his mouth and whispered to him to ask if his mom, Twilight Sparkle, knew a counter spell to the cockatrice's. He nodded. I gathered my courage and leaped out of the bush. The cockatrice turned and looked at me. I took a deep breath and started to stare it down. I felt a cold sensation in my back hooves and knew it was the end of me. But then the cockatrice gave me a weird look and then poofed! It had disappeared! All that was left was left was the terror on our faces and the stone parts of me and Scoots. Orion and Applebloom went to get his mom and Sweetie Belle stayed with me and Bucky. Afterwards, we had a lot of explaining to do! Luckily, we weren't in to much trouble. So we didn't get our cutiemarks, but boy did we have fun! > The Epilogue! > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Wow." I set the journal I wrote so many years ago down. I had actually forgotten that my mom made me keep a journal of our adventures when Bucky, Orion, and I were looking for our cutie marks. "What is it little cuz?" Tempest asked as he shot by my bedroom. " Nothing. Just memories of the third generation of the CMC," I said as I remembered more of our crazy antics to try and get our cutiemarks, " I miss those scamps." "Peach? You up here?" asked a voice with a slight southern twang in his voice. " I'll be down in a second! " I shouted. Scootaloo trotted over to me and saw the journal. "I see that you found your journal. That's cool. One second please, Scooter! stop running around Fluttershy's house!" "Is it a Pegasus convention here or something?" said a smug looking Applejack. "AJ! why -?" " -Came to get you Peach." "Okay. Just give me a second." I trotted around my room and grabbed my saddlebag. I was getting ready to leave, but at the last second I turned and grabbed the journal. I trotted down the stairs as I tied my hair up in a messy, but cute , ponytail. Angel Baby, my pet bunny hopped on my back and nuzzled my neck. Then she hopped off and I continued my trek to Sweet Apple Acres. I got there and was met by a yellow pony trying to suffocate me. "Howdy Peach!" Applebloom chirped as she let go of me. "Hello Applebloom." I said as I walked to a tree and grabbed an apple from it. She sat beside me and started munching on an apple of her own. We talked for a few minutes as we bucked some trees. AJ invited me in or some zapapple jam and toast. I talked with the Apple's until around sunset. We said our goodbyes and I took off towards my mom's cottage. I laid out on my bed and pulled the journal out and started to read more about our misadventures.