It felt like it was raining. Maybe even snowing.
But it was just the sobbing grey Pegasus.
Laying in a pool of tears on the floor of the kitchen of her small apartment.
She still didn't understand why the mare had been so rude. She thought she had the right amount. Of course she didn't. She wasn't smart at all.
Rolling onto her back Derpy Hooves stared distantly at the ceiling. Though the tile underneath her hooves seemed frozen she didn't move from her position on the floor.
I thought Ponyville had nice ponies.
But even she knew each town had their pro's and con's. At least she was that smart.
Flipping onto her stomach she began to cry once again. About the bag. The names she was called. Her eyes. Her voice. Her life. Everything. As the time passed, this cycle happened multiple times before the Pegasus was able to pull herself together.
Sitting on her rear legs she wiped the tears from her eye with her hooves. Standing on her four trembling legs, she stumbled over to the living room, where she plopped on a puffy old couch.
Stretching a long ash wing out, she gently groomed it with her hoof, watching at her tears softly landed on the feathers.
"Stop crying, you baby" she whispered to herself, obviously still upset. Tucking her wing in, she pushed herself off the cough and shuffled to the bathroom.
Standing there, she looked at herself in the mirror. How terrible she looked. Hair ruffled. Face red. It even looked like she had small dark circles under her eyes.
Sighing lightly she picked up a washcloth, turning on the sink faucet and running it underneath.Holding the cloth under the water longer than needed to, she let it soak into her hooves before withdrawing it to scrub her face down. After cleaning her face, she looked fresher. Much better before she entered the bathroom.
Picking up the black comb she had used earlier in the morning, she sluggishly combed her hair, taking her time. Setting the comb back on the counter, she went to the wooden door, picking up a small brown bag that had a hole in the bottom and laid it around her neck, just like if she were delivering the mail.
Slowly opening the door, she peeked outside the tiny crack she created. Oh how she didn't want to go out there. But she had things to do, and a job to be done.
Lucky for poor Derpy Hooves, the street was empty.
Slipping into the streets and locking the house door, she beat her wings quickly, reminding herself of the brave Pegasus who stuck up for her.
When reaching height above Ponyville's building she scanned the area until she found the one place she was looking for.
Carousel Boutique.
Swiftly beating her wings she glided close to the few lingering clouds, trying to prevent being seen. Once overhead the Boutique she dropped carefully, slipping inside the glamoured building ever so quickly.
"Rarity?" Derpy called, glancing around the fragile room around her. "Coming!" A sweet voice called from the other room, followed by quick trotting.
Shuffling her feet, she waited till a white head with a lovely flowing purple mane popped from behind the corner.
"Great Celestia!" The white pony squealed, hurrying over from the corner to the confused ash mare. "You look disastrous!"
Embarrassed, Derpy ducked her head and whispered an apologetic " Sorry Rarity. I didn't get much time to get ready." Giving the cross-eyed pony a reassuring nod, she dragged the mare to the room she had come from and asked.
"Mind that, what do you need?"
"Oh, could you please fix my bag?" Derpy asked, taking her mail bag off and laying it on the floor for the Rarity to examine.
"Of course, Darling!" The gorgeous pony squealed, picking it up and setting it on her sewing machine where she lined the needle up with the corner of the hole. Sitting on the floor, Derpy watched as Rarity turned the machine on, stitching the hole faster than the Pegasus could even fly. Just as the Pegasus began to drift off, she heard Rarity's sweet voice call.
"Finished!"
Shaking her head, Derpy Hooves stood as Rarity settled the bag upon the dusky mare.
"Thanks so much!" Derpy called, heading toward the door to fulfill her job.
"My pleasure, Sweetie!"
At least there are really nice ponies around here. Derpy Hooves thought. I know i can always count on friends. They're always sweet and nice, unlike some ponies.
Raising her wings once again, she lifted herself into the air and headed off into the distance, toward a large cloud that seemed so small at the distance where she was.
Wind blowing through her mane as she flew toward the distance cloud that grew larger every moment, she wondered what is was like to be a Wonderbolt. Yea, they got to put on shows and were about the best Pegasi in all Equestria, but wouldn't it get boring? Pondering this very thought, she never realized how close she was getting to the cloud till she was hit in the face with a puffy white cloud.
Dazzled, she looked up, spotting three mares looking down at her with evil grins growing on their faces.
"Well, if it weren't for Derpy." The middle mare laughed, her yellow pelt twinkling. "Did you screw up the school bell today? Or did you get stuck to the flagpole?"
All three of the Pegasi laughed, while Derpy clutched the cloud, hoping to hide behind it. If she could just slip around her old schoolmates she'd be in Cloudsdale quickly. Sadly it wasn't that easily.
On the left of the middle Pegasus was a dark purple pelted mare, she laughed at Derpy with her high pitched voice. "So, Derpy Hoop" she grinned, referring back to the time she got stuck in the basketball hoop. "How are you and your stallion doing- oh wait. I forgot, you're to stupid to have anyone ask you out."
The three Pegasi burst into a fit of laughter, leaving the poor ash mare clinging to the cloud with tears daring to fall from her eyes.
How she hated them. Always making fun of her in Pony School. And even though they don'y live near each other, they still find a way to get at her. And she never did anything to them. She was always a victim. To everyone.
On the right to the middle Pegasus, was a emerald coloured mare. "So, whats your super special talent, huh Derpy?" She smirked, giggling like a school girl. "Being an idiot? I bet that's it, huh."
The group went into a storm of laughter once again.
"STOP!"
The three mares went silent, looking down at the ash mare whose face was buried into the cloud, hiding the tears she couldn't stop. "Stop?" The middle mare laughed again. "Who you gonna tattle on? Your cross-eyed Mommy?"