Hey, guys · 12:41am Sep 1st, 2013

Hey, guys. Man, it's been a while. I know I haven't done.... Well, anything recently. Long story as to why. Dilemmas, school, all that stuff. Anyway, I'm just here to say I've thought up a story, and I'm wondering what you guys think of it. It'll be called "The Last Earth Pony" And I have just a small bit written up.

"Mommy? What’s wrong with that pony?”

“Don’t shout, Daisy! And don’t point, it’s rude!

“He doesn’t have wings! Or a horn!” The little filly sounded both scared and excited. “Mommy, what’s wrong with him?”

“Sweetie, don’t say that!” the mother scolded her, but that didn’t stop her from flashing a confused and scared glance at him before pulling her daughter away, walking further into the park to be away from him.

They were both pegasi, he noticed.

Figures, the pegasi always seemed to notice first. That flock mentality. They always seemed to shun him more than the unicorns. At least they just ignored him. The pegasi seemed to go out of their way to hurt him. He had decided long ago, if he was forced to pick horns or wings, he would never pick wings. Ever.

He could hear other colts and fillies playing in the park. Older ones, judging by their voices. Sure enough, after a few seconds, a small ground rounded the corner. Three colts and two fillies, probably all about his age. The unicorns were throwing a frisbee back and forth, trying to keep it away from the pegasi. But, of course, the nimble flyers kept getting in the way of the disk, catching it in their wings and throwing it to one of their own.

They passed by his bench, and a unicorn nudged one of his friends, ponting with his horn. Soon, all of them were casting him glances. She gave them a half-hearted smile and a small wave. The pegasi just turned around and flew off, the unicorns walking away soon after. He lowered his hoof back to the ground, lower lip trembling slightly.

Just tell me what you think, if it sounds good, all that jazz!

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