The mare behind it all
(Quick disclaimer n' all that: I do not own my little pony nor any of it's characters, and copyright goes to Hasbro and Lauren Faust. I do not hold any claim over the music used in this chapter, and this chapter is also just the introduction of the OC ponies that will be interacting with each other during this story, so feel free to skip this if desired, this is more or less just a way to introduce them.)
In Manehattan, the sun is setting, and ponies are going back to their homes, grateful to get some needed rest for the next busy day. Unfortunately, most of these ponies, unless they got piss drunk, wouldn't get more than a few hours sleep, Manehattan being the noisy, sleepless city it is, what with all the parties and traffic passing to and fro. A white unicorn mare with a pink mane was walking towards an apartment complex, wearing a rather scruffy backpack that looked as if it had seen better days, and a pair of headphones on her ears, playing music that was drowning out the noises that came with living in Manehattan. She entered the apartment complex, and she trotted up a few staircases to find the room she was looking for, 227. She disliked elevators, and often used the stairs instead. She murmured to herself as she finally reached the floor where room 227 should be.
"Alright...Let's see...224...225...226...227! Yeah, here we go!" The mare opened the backpack, and used magic to probe around for a key. She sighed as she rooted through her backpack, then, deciding that it was a waste of time to look for the key she desperately needed this way, upended the entire backpack for the world to see it's contents. If you could count the world as an elderly couple walking past the mare with disapproving looks on their faces. The mare ignored them, and continued to root through the items that were formerly in her backpack. Scattered bits, a few cans of Red Pegasus, an extra pair of headphones, and two daisy sandwiches that she bought from a nearby deli were all tossed around as the mare looked for the key. She let out a groan of frustration.
"Great! Now what do I do?!" She kicked her backpack, and it flew, right into the face of a light blue pegasus mare with a long, silvery mane that happened to be hovering slightly in the air. Not expecting an attack by an old and ragged backpack, the pegasus swore quietly as the backpack disturbed her balance in the air, and fell to the floor with a decently sounding crash, her head audibly smacking into a wall. The unicorn gasped, pulled her headphones off her ears, and ran over to a very dazed pegasus, apologizing to her rapidly.
"Oh, gosh, I'm sorry, Viddy, I swear I didn't mean to do that! Please, please don't send me out there on the streets, I couldn't bear to live through it all over again!" The pegasus named 'Viddy' looked up, irritated at her friend. It wasn't the first time that she was assaulted in some manner, and she wondered why she didn't just tell her to leave her apartment. Then she remembered how pitiful the unicorn looked when she first saw her, and decided to take her in. Of course, that sweet memory sometimes wasn't enough to suppress the urges to strangle the unicorn that 'Viddy' got when things turned out badly for her. The pegasus got up, shaking her limbs out to make sure nothing felt broken. Thankfully, nothing was, although her head hurt from colliding with a wall. She glared at the unicorn, who smiled sheepishly at her.
"For the last time, my name is Vidhwansak, and you shouldn't be kicking backpacks in an apartment complex, Gydina, what if you hurt someone and we get evicted?!"
Gydina sighed, and nodded slowly. "Yeah, I know. Sorry, Vidhwansak." The pegasus sighed, grabbed the key awkwardly from a side-pouch in the backpack (Gydina inwardly cursed at not checking the zipped up side pockets), and opened the door to the apartment room that they shared. Gydina was left behind to pick up the contents of her backpack and place them back inside again. The apartment room itself was a fairly standard room in Manehattan, which meant that by other cities standards, it was pretty bad. Then again, Vidhwansak didn't really have the bits to afford better housing, and with Gydina freeloading off her until she could find a job (In which she was supposedly still trying to find work), she hardly had the bits to maintain her most prized possession in the room, a sleek, if slightly dented computer in a corner of the room, sent away from any prying eyes that just happened to look through the apartment room's windows. Gydina, bored, replaced her headphones on her ears, and swapped to a song she particularly enjoyed. Vidhwansak sighed, and yanked Gydina's headphones off her ears, and a very agitated unicorn whined.
"What did I do this time, Vidhwansak?!" The pegasus placed the headphones carefully on a coffee table near a sofa, which was where Gydina slept. Vidhwansak rolled her eyes, and frowned.
"You've been listening to that kind of music all day. How about a change of pace?" Gydina groaned as calming music flowed through Vidhwansak's computer. While the unicorn was grate in being able to stay here with her, the pegasus' favorite music choices weren't Gydina's at all. The pegasus sat down on a chair in front of the computer, and began to type. Curious, Gydina looked over her shoulder, and saw that she was writing a story.
"What's it about, Viddy?" The pegasus rolled her eyes as the unicorn reverted back to using the nickname she had for her, but decided to let it pass. It wasn't worth trying to tell her more than once what she wanted from the unicorn, and if the pegasus was honest with herself, she thought it was kind of cute. Nevertheless, she sighed, and answered the prying unicorn.
"It's a story I'm writing, and I've just finished the first chapter. Excuse me, I'm going to get something to eat, I promise you won't do anything while I'm gone?" Gydina rolled her eyes. Sure, she had her faults, but it wasn't as if she was going to nuke the apartment! Although, that would be cool...Her thoughts were distracted as Vidhwansak coughed, glaring pointedly at her. Gydina nodded slowly. Satisfied, Vidhwansak walked out the door, closing it gently. Gydina then remembered that one of the two daisy sandwiches she had was for the pegasus that just left. Facehoofing, Gydina decided to eat them both, and gently pulled the wrapper off one of them. Looking over at what Vidhwansak wrote on the computer, Gydina flipped through it, and smiled. Vidhwansak had quite a story here. She took the saved chapter, and quickly typed in the url of a website she knew all too well. She made an account under Vidhwansak's name, and posted the chapter that Vidhwansak made. All she had to do now was wait for the story to be accepted, and hopefully, Vidhwansak wouldn't kill her for doing this.