//------------------------------// // Beginnings and Ends // Story: Derpy Who? The Story of My Life // by Cabral095 //------------------------------// Chapter 2 - Beginnings and Ends. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "In that case" Responded the orange mare, "Ah would be glad to show ya round town. Besides, don't you worry none about the party, Pinkie always has it at one location. An' knowin her, it'll be ready in about an hour and a half." For the next 20 minutes, she guided me through the small town. The town was actually much smaller than I had thought, but there was a unique charm to this place. I soon learned of the name of my mysterious tour guide, her name was Applejack. A funny name I thought at first, but I'm not one to judge. I soon figured out why she was named this when we reached our final destination, the Apple Family Farm. As we drew up to the gates, Applejack began to narrate, "And this here, is my family's very own apple orchard." "Wow!" I said, "You must have enough apples here to feed the whole town." "We actually have more than enough to feed PonyVille. Ya see, we provide a majority of the food here for town." After looking at the size of the massive property, I could see how. My distant thoughts were soon interrupted by Applejack. "Well I guess I've showed you just about everything. C'mon, we should start headin' back." Halfway back to town, Applejack asked me a question, "So, how did ya get your name, Derpy?" I was a bit nervous to tell her, but she seemed honest and trustworthy. I didn't want to tell; but I had a feeling that if I didn't tell her, it would probably only raise further suspicion from everypony. So I began my story, "Well, Derpy came from Pinkie today. She named me that after seeing my eyes. But the story goes back much further. It all really began when I was younger in Cloudsdale. You see, I was born with these eyes. And for some strange reason, my parents despised me because of them. They were ashamed. I tried my best to please them, but these attempts always failed. I never knew the name I was truly given at birth, as my parents always threw out a constant list of random names; klutz, derpy, ditzy, I have been called it all. "I had a hard time adjusting to movement when I was younger, primarily because of my eyes, I saw two different scenes, one would be the floor, and the other was the ceiling. My parents had tried to fix my eyes several times, but after many visits to the Canterlot unicorns and medical facilities, all hope for fixing me was lost. "Despite this I was a happy child, always free spirited, and having fun; regardless of what my parents, or anypony for that matter, thought of me. When I was a small filly, oh around 5 or so years, I finally obtained my cutie mark. It was when I finally learned how to fly for the first time. This was a major event in the early part of my life, as I felt so peaceful and free, almost as if I was a bubble floating in the sky. However, that feeling wouldn't last too long." "Well why was that?" Applejack asked. "Because." I continued, "Shortly after I got my cutie mark, my parents kicked me out of the house. They thought that this would supposedly make me more open, and express myself. So, I was left out on my own to fend for myself on the streets of Cloudsdale. I did what I could to understand the necessary knowledge, but being young, and a slow learner didn't help." A brief tear dropped from my eye to the dirt road. "I'm so sorry sugar cube." Applejack began, "But that's all in the past, you're in Ponyville now. An' here, ya have no worries, everypony is lookin' out fer ya. Ah figured you would've known that by now. You saw how the ponies reacted to newcomers." I chuckled a little, "Yeah." "So lift that head of yours up, and sing a song! It's a new day, and a party is just waitin' for you!" "Speaking of which," I began, "where is this party at?" Applejack ignored my question as we entered Ponyville. All was quiet in the small town, and there wasn't a pony to be seen. I stopped for a second, to see if I could see anypony, but there wasn't a single one. Applejack continued on forward. When I noticed I was lagging behind, I trotted up next to her. "Do you know where we're going Applejack?" I asked. "I've got a pretty good idea on where to go." She replied. After a few brief minutes of walking, we stopped in front of a rather interestingly designed building. It looked almost like a gingerbread house, with a cupcake on a wooden sign out front. "What is this place?" I asked. "Why this here is the cake shop, owned by Mr. and Mrs. Cake. They're kind folks. C'mon let's go inside!" Applejack bolted in through the door. I was a bit nervous, and walked in slowly. When I entered, it was pitch black, hay I couldn't even see my own hoof in front of my nose. I began to think we had come to the wrong place, suddenly the lights popped on and everypony shouted "SURPRISE!" I jumped, and landed on my back. I was so shocked. "Well do you like it?" asked Pinkie. "Wha-what is all this?" I asked. "Why it's your surprise party, silly I mean duh!" Pinkie Pie giggled. "you... you set all of this up, just for, for me?" I asked. "Why of course! Every new pony I met either gets a song, or a surprise party! Or sometimes, it's even both, like this one tim-" A cyan hoof covered pinkie's mouth, to which I was somewhat relieved. "Uhh I think she gets it Pinkie, there's no need to talk her to death just yet; we haven't even gotten the party going." The cyan pony flew in front of me, "Sorry about that" She began, "Pinkie can be a little over the top sometimes. So what's your name?" The party environment had lifted my spirit a little, so talking was a bit easier. "Derpy, Derpy Hooves." "Derpy?" Burst out the cyan pony, she fell onto her back and began to laugh. Applejack came over and kicked the cyan pony. "Rainbow Dash!" she said, "We don't treat guests like that. Now you stand up and apologize ta her!" The cyan pony got up off of the floor. "I'm sorry she said. It's just, I've never heard anyone have that for a name before. I'm Rainbow Dash." She held out her hoof for me to shake, I was a bit reluctant at first. I eventually gave in, and I shook her hoof. "So, do you have any other names you go by?", asked Rainbow Dash. "Well." I started, "You can call me Ditzy Doo." "Ditzy Doo?" Rainbow Dash muttered to herself. "Hmm, I think I'll stick with Derpy, if that's alright with you." "Fine with me", I replied. "OK!" Pinkie burst out, "Enough chit chat you two, because it's party time!" It only took a few minutes for the party to get into full swing. I spent most of my time trying to mingle with the other ponies, which to my surprise everypony was very receptive, and easy to talk to. Considering how things went back in Cloudsdale, this was quite the surprise. Suddenly everything went dark, It felt like somepony had blindfolded me. I was now spinning around in circles, and I had no clue what was going on. Then I heard a thunder of cheers, "Pin the tail on the pony!" Somepony placed a felt like object at my hooves, I could only guess it was the tail. I picked it up with my mouth, and walked toward where I thought the pony would be. The chanting grew louder and louder, I heard yeses and no's being thrown at me. The excitement eventually got to me as I got closer and closer. Then, I bumped into the wall. The cheering grew louder and louder. I did my best to guess where to put the tail. I placed it, and ripped the blind fold off of my face. I looked and saw the tail on the pony's nose. Everypony in the room started laughing, and I couldn't help but laugh too. As the sun began to set, most of the guests began to head for home. I stayed behind until only a few ponies were left. After all, I didn't have any place to go. Applejack was one of the last ponies to leave, "Great party Pinkie! I'll catch ya'll tomorrow!", and she trotted out the door. Pinkie jumped up next to me, "Wasn't that an amazing party? I mean, that's probably one of the best parties I've ever thrown!" I nodded in agreement. "Well, we should definitely do this again sometime!" "Ummm okay." I said hesitantly. When everypony left, I set off to find a place to rest for the night. A thick and close to ground cumulous cloud provided the perfect relief. With the past day's events in my mind I fell asleep, but for the first time in quite a while, with a smile on my face..