Once upon a time, there were three little ponies who lived together. One of the ponies was a orange pegasus with a lavender colored mane. Her name was Scootaloo. Another was a light yellow earth pony, that had red mane that really stood out. She was called Apple Bloom. The last one was a unicorn, who had a white coat and a light purple mane with pink highlights. Her name was Sweetie Belle. One day, they grew up, decided to go find a place to live on their own.
Apple Bloom found a nice spot in the middle of Ponyville, and started making their house out of hay. It’ll keep rain out, at least, she thought, and it’s not like I can afford much else.
Sweetie Belle decided to build her house on the edge of Ponyville, and with planks instead of hay. The problem was she wasn’t much of a builder, so the foundation wasn’t very stable.she knocked it with her hoof, not too hard, but not to light either. At least it’s still standing. She thought.
Scootaloo was the smartest, even though she was a pegasus. Everyone thought she was dumb just because of her race. I’ll prove them all wrong. She thought. She built her house out of bricks and in the everfree forest, where not many ponies dared to go.
One day, a devious griffin came through Ponyville, looking for houses to wreck and stuff to steal. She stumbled across the yellow pony’s house first. Hmmm… Why would anypony build a house of such a flimsy material? She wondered. She went to knock on the door to see if she could get stuff without having to ruin the house, but when she tried to knock, the whole structure collapsed. When the dust cleared, all there was left of the house was a pile of hay. She went through the pile looking for valuables. Not finding any she left to find a place to wait for the next evening to arrive.
When Apple Bloom woke up, she found herself in a pile of hay. She was so shocked, she could barely get out of what used to be her house without hyperventilating. Oh mah goodness, who would have done this to my poor little house? She went to her friend, the white unicorn, to ask if she could stay at her house for a little while
“Of course you can” She said openly inviting her yellow friend into her house. “You can stay as long as you need”
“Oh thank you, Sweetie Belle! Ya’ll have no idea how much this means to me.”
“No problem Apple Bloom”
It was the next evening, just before the sun went down, the griffin went in search of another house to ruin. At the edge of town, he found a wooden house that didn’t look very well build. Whoever built this house sucked at it. Thought the griffin, Oh well. A house is a house.
Like the first house, she tried to get the owner to come out of the house before she destroyed it. She must have forgot her last incident or thought this one was better build, because she knocked on this one, too.
Like Apple Bloom’s, it toppled inwards landing on the ponies inside it. When they woke up, they found the house on top of them. It wasn’t a first for Apple Bloom, but it came as a shock to Sweetie Belle to wake up under the remains of her house. “All my songs and lyrics were in that house!” she cried
“Don’t worry, Sweetie. We’ll fix it later, and you should be able to rewrite the songs easy. You already wrote them once.” This seemed to cheer her friend a bit as Apple Bloom slung her leg around the white mare’s neck. “Let’s go find Scoots. She’ll let us stay with her.” Sweetie Belle nodded in agreement and the walked off in the direction of Scootaloo’s new house. “Sure.” She said when they asked if they could stay. “Why wouldn’t I shelter my two best friends in a time of need.”
Later that evening, the griffin went outside in search of another house to destroy. These ponyfolk are so dumb making houses of hay and planks. Thought the griffin, The one made from planks wasn’t even built well. She was at the edge of the town and still hadn’t found a house to wreck. Guess I’ll just have to go a bit farther.
Finally, now next to the Everfree Forest, she came upon a brick house.Now that it was dark the griffin started to get scared, knowing only that some mysterious creatures lurked in ti’s shadows. This is the only house near here, and I need somewhere to stay.
She knocked on the door. No one answered. She knocked again. This time the door swung open, but no one stood in the doorway. Confused, the griffin stood at the entrance, puzzling over what was happening.
This simple lack of an action caused her downfall. Three ponies on the roof dumped cement over the griffin, totally covering her in the quickly hardening liquid. She struggled, but was not able to break loose.
The three pony climbed down to inspect the griffin. “She looks like Discord.” said Apple Bloom
“Hopefully she doesn’t come back like him though” said Scootaloo. “Hey, Do you guys want to live with me for a while?”
“Sure” they both replied and they all lived happily ever after.