The origins of Ditzy Doo

by Joshua PickleSmith


A frog and a small adventure

After the eventful night we just had, we were told to go straight to bed... But who can sleep at a time like this? Me and my Mom were told to share a bedroom, we each had a small bed each, barely big enough for a filly like me. I don't know how my Mom even went to sleep that night, though if you would have seen her the following day it looked like she didn't.

The walls in our bedroom was lined in strange symbols each more distinguished than the last, the more you stared at them the more it appeared that they were moving, as if the walls themselves were breathing in and out heavily ready to blow. At first I was scared to go to sleep in case I was carried away in the night but in the end I let go of my horrifying imagination and drifted off to sleep.

Once I woke up I realized just how uncomfortable the bed really was, it was lumpy and my back ached, but still I managed to get myself up off my bed. I looked towards my Mom's bed but she wasn't there, it looked like she already got up. "What time is it?" I wondered out loud, the light of the sun seemed to be blocked by something at the window, probably a tree, and I thought it was dark last night but thinking back, it must have been whatever was blocking the window.

I headed downstairs via the wooden stairs, even the wood seemed to have some kind of magical property in it, the entire house seemed to be alive, so if you think about it, I just slept in a house which was alive. "Yo dawg, that's messed up" I thought in my head. Each step of the staircase made a loud creaking sound, almost like a frog was rampant in the hut, I thought it sounded like that anyway. Unfortunately when I got downstairs I was met with the horrifying sight of seeing a frog being chased around the house by my Mom and Zecora. "What's going on here?" My mom turned to look at me but it didn't take long for the frog to catch her attention again, she tried lunging after the frog but in the process barged into Zecora and they both went hurtling into Zoruck who had being surveying the scene from beneath the stairs.

"Catch that frog, it is important you see, without it your daughter will be sad guarantee." Even I thought that rhyme was a bit of a stretch. it appeared Zoruck hadn't stopped rhyming since last night, I really should ask him about that.

"Ditzy! catch that frog" said my mother who had only just got herself off of the wooden floor of the hut already jumping after the frog again. I didn't ask any questions, things had already gotten weird so i just went along with it. It also had something to do with my eye so that was an incentive.

I launched myself off of the last step onto the carpet of the living room, then I slowly creeped along the edges as to make as little noise as possible. So far so good. I was taking an obviously different technique to my mother who was still running around Zoruck's and Zecora's home knocking over furniture and kitchen utensils.

The frog hadn't seen me yet so all was good, I dodged some of the debris left behind from earlier attempts of simply hopping after the green skinned bugger. My mother now had realized what I was doing so she stepped back and took a seat next to the two residents off this home. I was so close to the frog, I was almost within an arms reach, I was going to catch this frog. I lifted both my hooves to cup the frog as if carrying a small rodent. I slammed both my hooves down on top of the frog. I could feel his slimy skin on my hooves, it was almost making me wretch. Zoruck, noticing I had captured the frog, approached me and signaled me too hand the frog over. I did as he said, as I handed the thing over, I immediately got a feeling of relief.

Zoruck placed the frog into a cooking pot and covered it with a lid, I certainly hope that was for storage purposes cause I never saw that frog again.

"You did well little Ditzy" Zoruck now said, turning his attention to me, his eyes were much wider and his eyes seemed to have changed from purple to light blue since last night, maybe that was just because I have a good chance to look at him now in bright light. He didn't give me a chance to reply though, he went on to say. "I have been informed about what happened to you, how a mysterious light had formed and how it pushed you with massive force. She also told me how your doctor didn't believe me." He obviously had been informed about everything by my mother while I was asleep. I didn't know if he wanted me to reply or not so I just nodded my head and he carried on. "Well I believe you Ditzy, unfortunately one tree fell down during the event and took out my supply shed, all of my materials had been destroyed. That's why my daughter was out last night... Despite me telling her not too. He darted his eyes over to Zecora who was now cowering on the floor.

It seemed Zecora wasn't as brave as she made her herself seem last night, she had lost her flaring fire that she had the night she found us--but it seemed they had a decent father daughter relationship yesterday? But yet I was more interested in why we needed a frog to fix my eye, so I asked Zoruck just that. He didn't respond at first, he was pre-occupied with a book he was lurking over in the corner of the room that connected into what I thought was the kitchen. The book looked old and was riddled in creases and burn marks, steriotypical voodoo stuff, but still interesting non the less.

"Ditzy, you say you want something to help your eye yes?" I was puzzled by the sudden question but I nodded my head anyway. "Good, there is a puddle of water in this forest, around about 2 hours from here, unfortunately me and your mother are far too small to get there... you see where this is going right."

"A puddle of water?" I need a frog, and a puddle of water? what kind of messed up cure was this? Then it dawned on me what Zoruck had just said. "You want me to go on my own?"

"Oh heavens no, my daughter will be going with you. She knows the way better that I myself."

"OK, I kinda get it, but why can't you or my mother come with us?" I didn't mind Zecora, she seemed nice but I don't know how to talk to someone that only rhymes.

"Simple, the way connected is blocked with small caverns and crevices only wide enough for young filly's such as yourselves to get too. if I were to attempt it would take far-far too long." Zoruck took out small sack full of food which I could already tell, I wouldn't be eating.

Zoruck then quickly hurried to the door and signaled us to exit, he seemed to be in a hurry. "You don't have much time left" He looked at Zecora with narrowed eyes and nodded. She in favour returned the nod. They were hiding something from me.

Zoruck handed me a bag of supplies and I exited the door along with Zecora. I looked behind me to wave goodbye to my Mom but the door slammed behind us.

"We will go on a journey it seems, better than those in your dreams."

I sighed. What is with her and her rhymes?