“So, tell me what happened to your eye.” said Colgate. The blue mare was very kind. I knew this because she picked me, of all the foals in the center, to be her colt. Her hair was blue with an off white streak. I don’t know what exact colors they were, but I was a kid. Even when I was a teenage human, I was never good with colors. I was color blind.
“I was in the rooms they kept us in, up in Cloudsdale, and there was a colt who was being really mean to a filly,” I began to explain “he hurt her so I hurt him, and that’s how I hurt my eye.”
“Mhmm.” Was all I got in reply. I don’t know how it made her feel, but I couldn’t help feeling I had already disappointed the mare who had adopted me. We were sitting in Colgate’s house, in the living room. It was a medium size room, furnished with a couple of sofas, three armchairs, a coffee table of medium size and a few other things that you’d expect to find in a room like this. A fireplace crackled nearby, the flames intense. I decided to change the subject.
“Umm, what’s your job Colgate?” I asked, prepared for the most boring of conversations. If Equestria was anything like Earth, then this could be a long conversation about the elements of her job. If it was accounting or something, I’d probably be asleep by the end of it.
“I’m a dentist. It’s a good, well-paying job. The only downside is I have to look inside other ponies mouths all day, and trust me, you don’t wanna go in there.” She spoke like she didn’t dislike the profession, but didn’t overly enjoy it.
“That sounds fun!” I said enthusiastically. I was purposely playing stupid in order to sound my age, which was a young colt.
“It can be, but sometimes I wish I had a different job. Dentistry is the only thing I know.” She seemed a little sad.
“Like what?” I asked. I wanted to learn about Colgate’s personality. Or would it be ponyality? I don’t know anymore.
“I don’t really know, but let’s not dwell on it. I have a good change of pace now, I get to look after you!” she said excitedly.
“Yeah!” I said half-heartedly. Don’t get me wrong, I was ecstatic about being adopted by Colgate, but it was a hard thing. I was slowly losing my memories of Earth, my old family, those times when I found the scotch and… yeah that’s about everything.
“First thing, we need to set up your room. You probably don’t wanna sleep on the floor.” She motioned her hoof towards the floorboards. They didn’t look comfortable.
“No, the floor doesn’t look comfortable.” I replied “Which room do I sleep in?”
“I had a room for you before I came to pick you up.” Yeah, right. You had a room set up for whoever you adopted. I wasn’t going to say that though. Then there was a knock at the door.
Colgate and I were standing in front of one Lyra Heartstrings. The sea-foam unicorn was smiling and seemingly in a good mood. I noticed that her teeth were sparkling white, as if they were polished marble.
“Hiya Colgate!” she said “I came up for a visit. You don’t mind, do you?”
“No, no, no, of course not Lyra! Come in, come in.” Colgate said. She closed the wooden door behind Lyra with her magic.
Lyra suddenly eyed me “Who’s this? He looks cute.”
Colgate made a weird face, like she didn’t know what to say. I blushed at the word cute. After around ten seconds Colgate spoke up “Well, he’s the new addition to my family. Lyra, this is Storm Cloud, Storm Cloud, this is Lyra.” I looked up at the unicorn, staring into her golden eyes. Goddamn, did I have eyes that big?
“Wait, you adopted him?” Lyra asked, shock obvious in her voice.
“Yes, I thought that much would be obvious. I’m without a stallion, you know that much.” Colgate gave Lyra a serious look.
“That’s… pretty cool!” Lyra’s smile widened and she looked over me. I felt small. “And it’s a bonus that he’s sooooo cute!” I myself was growing slightly uncomfortable.
“I went and picked him up today, and sweet Celestia, the orphanage was cramped.” Colgate wasn’t wrong there. The place was pretty full. I’m happy I got a cage of my own.
“I’d imagine. Colgate, can we speak in private for a minute?” Lyra’s smile seemed forced now. She seemed nervous.
“Yes, of course. Storm, can you go wait in the living room while I talk to Lyra please?” she looked in the direction of the living room.
“Ok, I’ll leave you guys alone to talk.” I said as I walked into the living room. I sat down on one of the sofas and waited patiently.
After around five minutes I began to fidget. Their conversation seemed to drag on for an eternity. I wasn’t what you might call a ‘patient’ pers- errr… pony. I also had a bad habit of sticky-beaking. I was dying to know what the two mares were talking about. I moved my ears, something I couldn’t do before, to try and hear what Lyra and Colgate were talking about. All I heard was muffled voices. One of them seemed annoyed, that being Colgate’s.
Then came yelling. “Lyra! You came all the way from Ponyville to ask me about fairytale creatures’ teeth?!” Colgate didn’t seem impressed.
I trotted closer to the door to try and hear a little more. “…to know, for research!” Lyra complained.
“For the very last time Lyra, I don’t know anything about human teeth!” Colgate yelled. I heard a sigh “Anything else you wanted to talk about?”
“Well, yes. If you mean things that aren’t about humans, yes.” Lyra suddenly sounded a little more serious.
“Good, I thought you just came to goof around. What is it?”
“Well, first of all, I forgot when my next appointment is. Can you refresh my mind?” Lyra asked.
“Easy,” said Colgate “it’s in five days.”
“How do you remember all this stuff again?”
Colgate didn’t answer that question. “Anything else?”
“Weeeeelll…” all I heard was mumbling, so I went and sat down on the sofa again. That was probably private stuff I didn’t need to know. Five seconds later I was fidgeting again.
About ten minutes of annoying fidgeting later, Colgate bid Lyra farewell and came into the living room. I was right in the middle of distracting myself by staring at a boring painting of a cottage on a luscious green hill. I almost jumped out of my skin when she opened the door.
“Storm Cloud, I’m back. Where were we again?”
I thought for a millisecond and remembered. “My bedroom, I think.”
Colgate had an imaginary light bulb above her head. “Oh, of course. Follow me!”
She led me through a door and into a hallway that was about ten meters long. There were three doors on either side. One was painted white, all the others were wooden and their original light brown. We stopped third on the right.
“Here we are.” Colgate announced as she opened the door. I peered inside the room I would be staying in. It was small, around six by five meters. The walls were a beautiful pale blue, as was the roof. The floor was the same wooden floorboards as the rest of the house, except the varnish seemed a little less warn. The… I mean my room, was simply furnished. It contained a single bed and bedside table, a dresser, a small desk with a chair and a bookshelf with a variety of books. I grinned.
“Thank you. Thank you so much.” There were tears in my eyes as I hugged Colgate.