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// Goldie Bloom and the Three Bears 
// Story: Fairy Tales of Equestria 
// by VioletRose13 
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Once upon a time in a forest near a small village, there lived a family of three bears. There was a Papa Bear, a Mama Bear, and a Baby Bear. They lived in a tiny cottage in the middle of the forest and they were very happy with this life they had. One beautiful spring day, Mama Bear had made a special treat for the rest of her family.

“Hey, boys, I have a big surprise. I made us all a nice, big delicious honey apple pie.” She said, taking the hot pie out of the oven.

“Oh! I can’t wait!” Papa Bear said as he and Baby Bear sat at the table in the kitchen.

“Coming, Mama!” Baby Bear called excitedly.

The Bears couldn’t wait to dig in as a piece of pie was each placed in front of them, but when they took a bite, they got a surprise. The pie was much too hot to eat at the moment.

“Hey, maybe we should all go out and take a little walk in the forest while our pie cools.” Papa Bear suggested, standing up from his chair.

“That’s a great idea, dear. And maybe by the time we get home, the pie would be cool enough to eat.” Mama Bear added.

“I’m up for it. I love going for walks.” Baby Bear said, excitedly standing up.

And so, the three Bears went out of the house and they were on their walk, just as happy as can be. But since they lived out in the middle of the forest and nopony knew where they lived, they thought no one would bother to go near their house. So they always left the door and windows unlocked whenever they went out.

Just then in the very same forest at the very same time, there was a little filly named Goldie Bloom. She was walking through the forest that day when the delicious scent of honey mixed with apples filled her nose. She followed the smell right to the house. When she first saw it, she grew curious. So, Goldie Bloom walked up to the house and knocked on the door.

“Hello? Anypony home?” She called out, waiting for a response.

No one answered, but the door wasn’t locked, so she opened the door and went inside to see where the smell was coming from. Inside, she found the three pieces of pie sitting on the table.

“Mmmmm! That pie over there looks great! And it smells delicious. I hope the owners won’t mind if I have a little taste.” Goldie Bloom said, smiling and licking her lips.

She first took a taste from Papa Bear’s plate. “Agh! This pie’s too hot!”

Next, she took a taste from Mama Bear’s plate. “Yuck. This pie’s too cold!”

Then, she took a taste from Baby Bear’s plate. “Mmmm! This pie’s just right.”

So, without a second thought, Goldie Bloom ate up the little piece of pie until it was all gone. She looked around the house and wondered what else there was. Soon, she walked around and she found herself in a room with three chairs; one big, one medium-sized, and one small.

“Hmm. I’m sure the owners won’t mind if I sat down for a while.” She said to herself.

First, she sat down on Papa Bear’s chair. “Ow! This chair’s too hard!”

Next, she sat down on Mama Bear’s chair. “Ew! This chair’s too soft!”

Then, she sat down on Baby Bear’s chair. “Aah. This chair’s just right.”

But when Goldie Bloom sat down, the little chair underneath her broke into little pieces. She stood up and nervously looked at the broken piece of furniture.

“Uh oh. Hope the owners won’t be too mad… Oh well. A little glue, a few nails. It’ll be easy to fix, no problem.” She said to herself, casually shrugging her shoulders.

By then, Goldie Bloom let out a small yawn; she was tired from her long walk in the woods. So, she climbed up the stairs, walked into the bedroom, and found three beds; one big, one medium, and one small, just like the chairs from downstairs. So, she decided to lie down and rest.

First, she laid down on Papa Bear’s bed first. “Ouch! This bed’s too hard.”

Next, she laid down on Mama Bear’s bed. “Whoa! This bed’s too soft.”

Finally, she laid down on Baby Bear’s bed. “This bed’s just right.”

The little bed was so cozy and felt so warm that Goldie Bloom snuggled under the soft covers and she fell fast asleep… and that was when the Three Bears returned home.

As they walked closer to their house, the Three Bears saw that the front door was standing open. 

“Hey, that’s odd. I don’t remember leaving the door open.” Papa Bear said, raising an eyebrow.

“Neither do I, sweetheart.” Mama Bear said as she nodded her head.

“Should we look around?” Baby Bear asked, clinging onto his mother’s hind legs in fear.

“Maybe we should, son.” Papa Bear said, being the first of the trio to walk inside.

“Come on, Baby.” Mama Bear said, grabbed her son’s paw and following her husband.

As soon as the Bears came into their house, they could see that something wasn’t right. As they walked into the kitchen, the first thing the Bears noticed was their pie. They looked at their plates and let out small gasps in shock.

“Somepony’s been eating my pie!” Papa Bear exclaimed.

“Somepony’s been eating my pie!” Mama Bear cried.

“Somepony’s been eating my pie and it’s all gone!” Baby Bear said, showing his empty plate.

“Who could’ve done this?” Mama Bear asked, looking at her son’s plate.

“I don’t know. But maybe we should look around the house some more, just in case.” Papa Bear suggested, pointing his left paw at the living room.

Baby Bear and Mama Bear looked at each other, and then back at Papa. They nodded their heads before following Papa Bear into the living room which was right beside the kitchen. The moment they entered, the second thing they noticed that was out of place was their chairs.

“Somepony’s been sitting in my chair!” Papa Bear shouted.

“Somepony’s been sitting in my chair!” Mama Bear gasped.

“Somepony’s been sitting in my chair and they broke it all to pieces!” Baby Bear announced, presenting the pieces of wood to Mama and Papa.

“This is starting to scare me.” Mama Bear said, huddling close to Papa Bear for protection.

“Alright, everyone, stay calm. Let’s try to figure this out together.” Papa Bear reassuringly said.

But then, the Bears heard a faint noise upstairs; it sounded like soft breathing and bed covers rustling, as if somepony was moving around in bed. The trio of Bears decided to check the bedroom to see if the culprit was still inside the house. As they climbed up the stairs and entered the bedroom, the last thing the Bears noticed was their beds.

“Somepony’s been sleeping in my bed!” Papa Bear yelled.

“Somepony’s been sleeping in my bed!” Mama Bear declared.

“Somepony’s been sleeping in my bed and here she is! Look!” Baby Bear whispered, removing the covers to reveal Goldie Bloom sound asleep.

Mama Bear and Papa Bear silently gasped as they looked at the little filly in Baby Bear’s bed. They wondered who she could be and what she was doing in their house.

“It’s just a little filly.” Mama Bear whispered.

“Where’d she come from?” Papa Bear wondered.

“Hey, Mama, who is she?” Baby Bear asked loudly.

The question Baby Bear asked Mama Bear was in a voice that was loud enough for Goldie Bloom to wake up. The minute her eyes fluttered open, she saw the Three Bears hunched over her with angry looks on their faces; they were very upset with her reckless actions.

Goldie Bloom was so scared at the sight of the Bears that she practically jumped out of the bed, ran past the trio of Bears, down the staircase, past the three chairs, and straight out the front door as fast as her legs could carry her. She kept on running until she was all the way back home.

And from that day on, Goldie Bloom had learned to never touch things that didn’t belong to her or to go inside somepony else’s home without their permission. And the Three Bears had learned a valuable lesson as well; they never forgot to lock their doors. And so, Goldie Bloom and the Three Bears all lived happily ever after.