My Own Crusaders

by FNAFBRONY


Document 2

Well, I guess it'll take a while before I get get a bit of advice. But, I think I can still take care of these three even without some help.

Around a few minutes after I posted the first document, I heard a yawn come from the box. Putting my laptop to the side, I slowly peak my head into the package, seeing if one of the fillies had woken up. It was the one in the middle, Applebloom. She moved head from side to side, before her eyes slowly began to open.

She slowly looked around the area of the box. Then she looked at her friends, who were still sleeping. Finally, she looked up and stared at me with her big eyes. Once she saw me, she looked back at her friends. She then began to poke them with her hoof, trying to wake them up.

“Girls, wake up. Wake up.”

Well, that was unexpected. The guy that wrote that note never said anything about them being able to speak. So, I guess this means I'm taking care of three supernatural, multi-coloured, taking fillies. Never thought I'd be doing that with my life!

“What is it Applebloom,” the orange one, Scootaloo, said with a groan. “I'm trying to get some sleep here!”

“Yeah, me too.” Sweetie Belle, the last of the fillies, added.

“But girls,” Applebloom replied. “We’re at our new home!”

Almost immediately after finishing that sentence, both pairs of eyes of the other fillies shot open and began to look around the box.

“We are?” Scootaloo asked.

“Yep,” the yellow pony answered. “Look, there's our new owner.”

Applebloom pointed her hoof up at me, getting the other two to look. I don't know why, but I felt my cheeks slowly begin to turn a shade of red as they all stared at me.

“Hi there.” I said to them.

“Are you our new owner?” Sweetie Belle asked me.

“Sweetie Belle,” Scootaloo shouted at the unicorn. “Don't ask him just yet! What if he's not?”

I sighed. “Actually, I might be your new owner. I found the box with you three inside at my front door, and I read that note that was written by your old owner.”

“Yeah, he told us he was too busy to take care of us, so he seen us away to live with somepony better.” Applebloom said.

“That's odd,” I thought. “On the note, he said he couldn't handle taking care of you three. Maybe he told them that in case they got upset.”

“Well, I guess I'm the one who's going to take care of you three from now on.”

“Yay!” The fillies cheered, running around the box. I smiled at the sight. They looked so adorable!

“Alright, alright,” I said after they calmed down. “So, how did your previous owner take care of you three?”

“Oh, he had a lot of rules for us to follow,” Applebloom answered. “Like, we couldn't play outside.”

“Which sucked,” Scootaloo added. “He could at least let us outside once in awhile! He never even let us out once!”

“Where did your last owner live?” I asked them.

“Somewhere in the city,” Sweetie Belle answered. “Tall buildings, hot weather, it wasn't a great place to live.”

“Hmm. He probably did it so you three wouldn't get caught by people outside.”

“Well, since I live away from my local town, I guess you three can head outside any time you want.”

Saying this made the fillies cheer once again. I sighed as I reached down into the box and picked them all up one by one. They looked at me with these big eyes that almost gave me a heart attack. I mean, I still can't believe why someone would give these three up!

“So, do you three want to go outside?” I asked them. They all nodded their heads. “Alright.”

I got up from the couch and walked towards the door to my backyard, the fillies still following me. I opened the wand walked outside onto my back porch, taking in a breath of fresh air. It was still quite sunny at that time, even though it was around 5:45. I looked back at them, who were now slowly walking out the door.

“So,” I said. “What do you think?”

“It's so warm,” Applebloom replied. “It's great to have the sunshine actually on our coats.”

“Yeah,” Scootaloo added. “So much better than through a window!”

“Well, what are you three waiting for,” I said with a smile. “Go out and play. Just be sure to be careful.”

“Ok. Thanks new owner.” Sweetie Belle said as she ran off the porch towards the yard with her friends. I continued to smile at them running around the large oak tree in the centre of the yard, playing a game of tag.

I walked back inside my house, picking my laptop back up and opening up another document. As I sit here on my couch typing, I occasionally look out the window to see the fillies playing around, having the time of their lives. The previous owner may have sent them away, but I promise with all my heart that I won't make the same mistake!