INTRO
Princess Twilight Sparkle, Starlight Glimmer and Spike were visiting Canterlot after a tiresome week of working at their palace; just to get away from it all and have a break.
The three of them were enjoying themselves at an outdoor Café, and Spike was added several sugar lumps to his cocoa. “Spike, I think that’s a little too much sugar.” said Twilight.
“Actually, I don’t think it’s enough sugar.” replied Spike, and he continued to add lump-after-lump.
Meanwhile, Starflight was reading the entertainment and marketing sessions in the newspaper, “Oh, dear…!” she said softly. “What is it?” Twilight asked with concern, and Starlight showed her the section she was reading.
It stated that the book publishing industries were facing mockery and a loss of funding due to failing to sell any copies of publish works of one “Stone Heart.”
There was a picture of him in the article. Stone Heart: a navy blue unicorn with a light brown mane, and his cutiemark was a picture of a broken pencil and a book with pages falling out of it
Spike looked at the article below the picture and read aloud, “Known as the worst writer publishers and critics have ever known; Stone Heart’s books have been known to never sell a single copy, and has been rejected form many other publishing companies due to rapid increasing infamy which would likely sully the good reputations of publishers and good writers in all of Equestria.”
All three friends didn’t know what to think, especially Twilight, who loved reading. “What would be so bad about his stories that they wouldn’t sell?” she wondered aloud.
Starlight gazed at the column over and over, “There’s nothing here about what he wrote.”
Just then, they all heard the sounds of ponies laughing and taunting at the garbage collector whom was emptying the waste-bin outside the café.
“Hey, Stone, written any new baby-stories yet…?”
“Maybe he’s finally accepted that No-pony likes him.”
“No ponies but twelve year-old dummies.”
The ponies continued to laugh, but the other pony-- a navy blue unicorn with a brown mane and the exact same cutie mark as the one in the picture, and wearing an sewage green colored suit in front-- glared angrily at the three nasty ponies, but didn’t say a word as he took the trash, loaded them into his big wagon and went off again.
“It’s Stone Heart.” said Starlight. It was definitely him. The three friends watched as he pulled his trash-wagon down the road, and a couple more ponies laughed at him and taunted him.
“I never wanted to hurt your feelings… That was just a bonus for me.”
One pony approached him, “I really liked your story, Stone.” she said sweetly.
Hope began to shine in Stone’s eyes, “Really, you did?”
The mare nodded, and help up a destroyed book, “My cat loved it too, it makes a great throw toy.” she laughed, and then threw the destroyed book in the wagon with all the other trash, making Stone cringe in anger, and then he went off with his wagon, disappearing around a corner.
Finally, Twilight lost patience, and she confronted the two ponies. “Hey, that wasn’t a very nice thing you just did!”
The two ponies changed their attitudes almost at once when they realized whom they were speaking with, “Oh, Princess Twilight…” said the mare “Forgive us, but we couldn’t help it. That’s what everyone does to him.”
The other pony, a stallion, agreed with his friend, “Yeah, have you actually read his books or talked to the guy? He’s awful, and it’s no wonder he doesn’t friends. He won’t take anyone’s advice, and he can’t seem to handle criticism.”
Every word said made Twilight was to seriously scorn and reprimand the two ponies for such shameful attitudes and behaviour, as a true Princess she didn’t think it wrong to try and get both sides of the story, especially considering she hated seeing a pony being treated so poorly and not knowing why.
Starlight and Spike could see from the table, “Uh-oh, she’s got that look in her eyes.” said Starlight.
Spike sighed, “Here we go again…” and he tried to take a sip of his cocoa, only get a face full of melted sugar. “…Maybe I did add too much sugar.”