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// Moving In 
// Story: Newtown Ponies 
// by COMPLETELY DONE 
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Newtown Ponies


I still remember when my family moved to Ponyton. It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon when we left Coltfield. My sister, Teah Trey, left for college shortly after my brother, White Lightning, got into highschool. My twin sister, Zen, Teah, and White all have their cutie mark. Zen is a black and white pegasus with a yin-yang cutie mark. My brother, White Lightning, is a white unicorn with a blonde mane and tail and a lightning cutie mark. My mother is a magenta unicorn with a purple and pink mane and peach flats. Her cutie mark is a clipboard and apple. My father was a dark blue pegasus with a yellow vest and a dark brown mane, tail, and a mustache, too. He had an archery cutie mark. I, sadly, lack a cutie mark. I hope to soon meet another filly or colt with a blank flank. “Will somepony remind me again why we are moving?” I asked my mother, Teah Church. 

She answered in a voice that sounded annoyed by the question. “Because the house was too small and we have a big family,”. I couldn’t stand to hear the word ‘move’ again. “Also you have a new pet to take care of, Tigre, your pet baby tiger.” My mother reminded. 

Zen glanced at me with her deep black eyes, “Dear sister, you will get your cutie mark soon, I know you wanted to get it in Coltfield but, that was not meant to happen.” she said with a sympathetic voice. 

I looked down and let out a sigh as White Lightning looked at Zen, then at me. “Zen is right, and we will have your back the whole way to finding your special talent,” he said, putting his hoof on my shoulder. “Besides, you need patience, and it’s pretty obvious you lack it.” He added. 

I glanced at him with a smile, “White, I bet you were the same!” I laughed, and Zen and White soon joined in with the laughter. 

Soon enough, our father, Arthur Church, stopped the cart and exclaimed with excitement, “We’re here!”. I looked at our new house from the window, and was aching to go back to Coltfield.


We got out of the cart and walked to the fence around our house. My father opened the gate. As we all thanked him, we walked up the steps to the porch, which had no railing and had mahogany boards for the porch floor. My father opened the door and said, “Welcome to our new home!” as we all gazed inside. 

I nearly passed out just thinking of the fact that my siblings and I had to go to new schools. Zen smiled and walked to our new room, “I can’t believe this!” she exclaimed with excitement. She looked at me about to say something I already knew she was going to, “Are you excited for school tomorrow?” she asked with a smile. 

“No, I’m not excited for school tomorrow because I don’t want to be seen with a blank flank!” I said with the worried look I would always make when bringing up my blank flank. 

“Alright everypony, lets get our boxes out of the cart!” Dad said to White, Zen, Mom and I. “Glitter! Zen! Come on!” Our mother shouted. We left our room and got our boxes as Tigre followed us to our room. After we unpacked, we were called to dinner. As we entered the dining room Mom, Dad, and White were already sitting with plates in front of them. 

“Is everyone excited for school tomorrow?” our mother asked us. I looked at Zen, who looked at White, who looked at me.

I sighed. “Well, I don’t think I’m going to like school,” I said to my mother, who looked surprised at me because I am usually enthusiastic about a new school. 

“Why ever not dear?” Mother asked me, as I looked down at my flank. “Oh, I know why. You want your cutie mark before school,” my father said with a ‘I figured it out’ look. “Well, don’t expect it to come overnight. Patience is the key to a cutie mark, not seven hours of sleep!” father added. I grinned slightly as Zen started to talk. “Don’t worry Glitter, your cutie mark will come before you can say flank!” she said with enthusiasm. “Flank,” I muttered under my breath. 

After dinner, we all got ready for bed. I climbed to my top bunk, said my prayers, and grabbed my stuffed animal, a baby lamb, and pulled the covers over my chest. I stared at the ceiling, worried about what the next day would bring. Who will I meet? What will I experience? After asking myself those questions and more, I slowly drifted off to sleep.

I woke up in a dark room, with cobwebs and dead snakes. “Hello?” I said, afraid of what would reply. No other voice was heard, just a murmur saying nonsense, until I caught on to what they were saying.

“Hello Glitter, we have been expecting you,” a deep mare voice said. I was stunned, I could only imagine what that thing was planning to do with me. “You cannot escape, my dear blank flank, for you are meant to remain here forever tortured for your lack of talent,” the voice said. 

I reached to my side and gripped a bone flashlight, turned it on and shined it all over the dark room. Nothing could be seen other than the cobwebs and dead snakes. But, when I reached my other hoof to touch the wall to get up, my hoof was stopped by a strange force, not allowing it to go any further.

“That is my leg!” the voice said. It became opaque. I could barely see it. It soon became much easier to see and looked at me in the eyes. Suddenly, all kinds of other ghost ponies trapped me, calling me a blank flank, saying I will never get a cutie mark, and to stop even considering to try and get one. Then, a voice was heard from the darkness.