//------------------------------// // Chapter 3: First Day Problems // Story: You'll Make Your Own Mark! // by FNAFBRONY //------------------------------// “So,” Bedazzled said to the colt beside her. “You excited to start your first day of school?” Tough Slice shrugged. “I guess. I just hope to make some friends while there. I never had anypony my age to hang out with.” “Why's that?” Bedazzled asked. “Well, I guess it's because I was always a bit shy,” the colt replied. “I just never thought anypony would be my friend because of it.” Bedazzled stared at the colt, who was now looking at the ground in complete sadness. Even though they had just met a few minutes ago, she already felt bad for him, and she didn't know exactly why. “Well, if it makes you any better, I’ll be your friend,” she said, making Tough Slice look at her. “You seem like a nice pony to be around.” Tough Slice felt his cheeks burning up as they began to turn a shade of red. “Thank you,” he said. “I’ve wanted a friend for so long. I just hope it’ll last.” “Oh, I know we can,” Bedazzled replied. “We just need to stick together. That's how all friendships last.” “Yeah, you’re right,” Tough Slice said. He turned his head to see the local schoolhouse coming into view. “Hey, there's the school! Let's get going! We don't want to be late!” “Okay, let's go!” Bedazzled said before running with the colt towards the building. After a minute or two, they both showed up at the school. There wasn't any other fillies or colts outside, so they had to guess they were inside the building. There was only one other pony outside, and she was standing at the door to the school. She was a dark shade of purple, with a pink mane and tail, green eyes, and a cutie mark consisting of three flowers with happy smiles. “Oh, hello there you two,” the mare said to the pair. “Are you new students?” “Yes, we are miss.” Tough Slice answered. “Oh, great. I just love getting new students in my classroom,” the mare replied. “Oh, where are my manners? I am Miss Cherilee. I will be your teacher.” “Nice to meet you Miss Cherilee,” Bedazzled said. “We can't wait to start up our first year of school!” “Great. Now, before you two can head in, I have two questions for you both.” “Alright. As long as we can get to learning, we'll answer them,” Bedazzled replied. “So, what are the questions?” “First of, what are your names?” Cherilee asked. “My name is Tough Slice,” the colt answered. “And this is Bedazzled.” “Alright,” Cherilee said. “And what are the names of your parents? Just in case in need to send somepony here if you get in huge trouble or something like that.” “Okay,” Tough Slice said. “Well, my parents are Applebloom and Scootaloo.” “And my parents are Sweetie Belle and Spike.” Bedazzled added. “Okay great,” the teacher said. “You know, I used to teach some of your parents.” “Really?” Tough Slice asked. “Of course. I still remember teaching them to this day. They were all quite the unique pair of ponies. I hope you two follow in their hoofsteps.” “Oh, we’ll try.” Bedazzled said with a smile. “Great,” Cherilee replied. “Now go on inside so we can began class.” The two did what the teacher told them, walking into the school and seeing the large group of students of different colours and sizes, all chatting with each other. Tough Slice and Bedazzled immediately headed to two empty seats at the back of the classroom. “You ready to start class?” Bedazzled asked the clot next to her. “Yeah, I guess I'm ready.” Tough Slice replied. After a few hours of math, english and other subjects, the fillies and colts of the classroom were finally let out for the day. They all went to do different things, whether it be going to the large playground, or heading into the streets of Ponyville to return to their homes. “You know,” Tough Slice said to his friend as they walked outside the school. “For a first day, that wasn't half bad.” “See what I told you? It would be great.” Bedazzled replied. “So, are we heading to my house or yours?” Tough Slice asked. Bedazzled thought about what he asked for a few seconds before answering. “Let's go to my house. My dad should be there, and you can meet him.” “Okay cool,” the colt said. “I would love to meet your dad. I’be heard a lot about him.” As the two continued walked away from the school, two fillies were staring at them with disgusted looks on their faces. One was a earth pony with a pink coat, a brown mane and tail, brown eyes, and a cutie mark of a jewelry box. The other filly was a pegasus with a light blue coat, a grey mane and tail, light purple eyes, and a cutie mark of a pink heart with a white feather overtop of it. “Sheesh, look at her,” the pink filly said to her friend. “At least put that thing on a leash. Right Flying Heart?” “Oh most definitely Rich Chip,” the pegasus answered. “And look at that colt next to her. Why is he walking instead of flying? Does he not notice those tiny wings on his back?” “Oh I did him too,” Rich Chip replied. “Those two look like such a bland pair of friends, that they are just begging to made fun of. What do you say? Shall we?” “Oh yes. Let's go.” Flying Heart said as she began to flap her wings and start to hover off the ground towards her victims with her friend. “Hey, you two,” Rich Chip called out to ponies walking in front of her, causing them to stop in their tracks. “Yeah, I’m talking to you!” “Yes, what would you like?” Tough Slice asked as he turned around with Bedazzled. “Oh, nothing,” Flying Heart said, hovering a few inches in front of them. “We just say you two in our class today and thought we tell you something that almost everypony should know.” “Well, what is it?” Bedazzled spoke up, before Rich Chip walked up to her a said something into her ear that made her blood run cold. “Pets aren't allowed at school.” She gasped as she took a few steps away from the pony, who now has a evil grin on her face. “I am not a pet! I'm just like any other pony in town!” “Oh, sure you are,” Flying Heart said, putting her hoof on Bedazzled’s sides, rubbing it from one end to the other. “Because all ponies in town have thick scales like yours.” “Hey, leave her alone.” Tough Slice said, pulling Bedazzled away from the two bullies. “Oh, how cute,” Rich Chip giggled. “The crazy pegasus colt coming to save his pet abomination. This is too much.” “Yeah, it's just as funny as him not using those tiny little wings,” Flying Heart added. “I mean seriously! Can you even fly?” Tough Slice sighed. “I just choose not to fly. I don't feel like doing it.” This made the bullies laugh. “Yeah, right. Like anypony decides whether or not they can fly. They either can fly or can't.” “You’re right Flying Heart. It’s just like deciding whether or not to keep a child. However, I think this creature’s parents chose the wrong option!” Rich Chip said, pointing a hoof at Bedazzled. The pony-dragon hybrid gasped in shock, before her face melted into one of sadness. Tears began to fall her eyes as she cried quietly into her hooves. “Well, we best be going,” Flying Heart said. “We’ve got a lot to do today. Right Rich Chip.” “Right. Let's go.” Rich Chip answered before walking away from the two. Tough Slice looked at Bedazzled, who was still crying into her hooves. He felt bad for her. She was his first friend, and he is now sobbing in front of him. He pulled her into an embrace, holding her tightly as she tried to stop crying. “It's alright Bedazzled,” he said in a soothing voice. “It doesn't matter what they say. They're just trying to get under your scales.” “I t-t-think they d-did,” Bedazzled said through her tears. “I-I just want t-to go h-home.” “Okay, we can,” Tough Slice said as they began to walk down the street, his hoof still around her as she continued to cry. “That's it. Let it out. It’ll be all over soon.” When they got to Bedazzled’s home, the first thing they noticed was a note taped to the door. It read as follows: “Dear Bedazzled, I have a few more things to do at Twilight’s Castle, so I won't return until a little while later. Mom should be at Applebloom’s house working, so she should be back soon. I hope you understand. Love, Dad." Reading the note made Bedazzled let out a sigh. “Of c-course he’s s-still w-working.” she said, trying to hold back more tears. “It's alright,” Tough Slice said, getting his friend to look at him. “We can go to my house. We can tell our parents about what happened.” “O-okay. Let's go.” Bedazzled said as they began to head to their destination.