I woke up early this morning to discover that it was raining. Just my luck. I stretched and remembered the Nine Days Deal and decided that I would try and work on my magic, today. How, I asked myself, will I ever be able to practice magic, if I know the least out of everyone in Equestria? I realized, then, that I would have to interact with the ponies in the town to learn about magic. As I sulked through the forest, I let the rain wash my fur and hair. Unlike other ponies, I love the rain. For some reason, the rain gives me a feeling that everything will be alright; that there's possibly hope. Maybe I feel this sort of relief since the rain washed away the color the day the other fillies threw paint at me.
I advanced through the woods towards Ponyville and wished that the sun could pull itself away from the clouds so that I could know what time it was. I really couldn't care any less, and continued to slowly walk to the town. When I finally broke through the trees, a pink pony saw me, and bounded over towards me, bouncing with every step.
"HI! I'M PINKIE PIE, BUT MOST PEOPLE CALL ME PINKIE? ARE YOU GOING TO CALL ME PINKIE? WHO ARE YOU? ARE YOU A MYSTERY MARE? ARE YOU LIKE A DETECTIVE, THEN? BECAUSE I'VE LOST A LOT OF CUPCAKES! WAIT, NO! I DIDN'T LOSE THEM! I JUST ATE THEM! HEEHEEHEEHEE!!!" This mare, Pinkie Pie, began laughing until she fell on the floor with her giggles. I am not very familiar with laughter, and thus I was scared off by her chuckles. I ran away into the town, where I stood terrified. There were many ponies wandering around the town, rushing through the rain.
The sky ripped and cracked as thunder roared at me. The ponies around me kept rushing back and forth, and the laughs and shrieks of the Pinkie Pie mare reached earshot. Utterly frightened, I back away from the road beside a house, and began crying, silently.
"Now, what are y'all doin' here?" called a voice. I looked up in the rain to see an orange mare looking at me.
"I- um- I was looking for someone who maybe possibly might be able to maybe teach me to use my magic," I responded in my faint voice. "Um... if there's no one, don't bother finding someone. I'm not worth the worry."
"Sounds like you're lookin' for mah friend, Twilight," responded the mare. "C'mere. I'll take you there!" I stood up and walked to the mare, who smiled at me. "Now what's yer name?"
"I'm Cerulean, but..."
"But what?"
"I don't usually talk to others..."
"And why is that, Cerulean?"
"The other fillies hate me... They all make fun of me..."
"Didya tell yer parents?"
"um.. no... I can't"
"And why is that?"
I paused for a moment. What if when I told her what happened to my parents, she would laugh at me, or hate me, or make fun of me? Do I lie to her? Should I face her laughs like I faced the others? Or should I just not answer at all? "um... no reason... I just... can't... certain events have me separated from my parents... we're, um, rather distant." So I didn't exactly, lie, but I wasn't telling the complete story.
"Aww, it's alright. Don' you let those other ponies get ta you, alright? And if they bother ya too much, you've gotta tell yer parents."
"I can't ever tell my parents."
"Cerulean-"
"They're DEAD."
The mare stopped walking and turned to me. Oh, no! I thought. She's going to laugh, now! "Then if those other ponies get ta yah, you tell me, understood? There ain't a reason you should be treated any different. Alright?"
I couldn't believe this. She didn't laugh at me. She actually... cared? Not knowing how to respond to this, I smiled and nodded. Soon enough, we reached the mare's friend's house. What was the friend's name, again? Twilight, I think... The door opened and a purple unicorn appeared and smiled.
"Hi, Apple Jack! What brings you here?" the unicorn asked.
"This little fella here wanted ta learn 'bout magic," Apple Jack responded.
"Of course!" cheered the unicorn. "Come in! What's your name?"
"Cerulean."
"Nice to meet you! I'm Twilight, and this is Spike!" Twilight stepped aside to reveal a baby dragon. "Don't worry, he doesn't bite."
Twilight and I began speaking about my intentions of learning magic, and when she learned the story about my parents and the other fillies at school, she seemed surprised and heartbroken. This confused me. Why would someone by heartbroken by me? I'm just a worthless filly without parents, friends, a cutie mark, a home, and color. Why would someone care? While telling Twilight about my story, I made sure that I would leave of the Nine Days Deal. I couldn't tell anyone about that! Anyway, after I told Twilight my story, she asked if I would like to stay in her house for a while. At first, I declined since I didn't want to be a burden, but Twilight kept insisting, and I finally accepted.
Twilight started teaching me some basic magic, which I struggled with in the beginning, but understood overtime. By the end of the day, I was able to levitate items with ease. I sent all of my gratitude to Twilight, and fell asleep on the couch that night with a smile on my face.