The Story of Emerald Key

by Golden Flare


Prologue: Manehattan

Emerald Key, a normal unicorn colt with a dark green mane, a neon green coat, and yellow eyes, was just trotting his way home from school without a care in the world, happy as can be. Until he got home, he would get the worst news he ever heard.

"WE'RE MOVING!?" he screamed.

"Now, son," his father, Mineral Stone, began, "you know my boss, he's all about business, and he thinks that this transfer will be best for us and the company."

Emerald tried his best to contain his anger as he continued to interrogate his father, "Did you ever think to tell your boss, no?"

His father knew he wouldn't understand at his age, "I need this job, son, I've lost many already, and money's tight, so this is something that we have to live with."

Emerald became silent.

"I'm being transferred to Ponyville to work with Filthy Rich at his company for the next year, so-"

"PONYVILLE?! A YEAR?!!" Emerald interrupted his father, "Dad, my friends at school said that Ponyville was nothing but a one-horse town! You can't make me go there!"

"Son, they, like you, are kids, they don't know what they're talking about half the time." his father responded.

"Your father's right, sweetie." his mom, Topaz Locks, agreed, "Besides, I think a nice change of scenery would do some good for this family, right, Amber?"

"I... guess it would be ok." his older sister, Amber Shine, replied.

"AAAAARRRRGGGGGGHHHHH!!! Whatever! But don't come crying to me when you realize that I'm right!" Emerald yelled as he stormed up to his room.

SLAM!

"What a kid." Amber commented.

"He IS a kid, Amber." Topaz deadpanned.

"Exactly, glad you understand." Amber said with triumph as she went to her room to pack.

Everyone began to pack their belongings, getting ready to move in the morning. Emerald was completely dreading the relocation, believing what everypony at school told him. Amber found a bit of humor in this, seeing her little brother squirm. Topaz was hoping that her husband was right about this move. Mineral was hoping he was right, too.