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// Expectations 
// Story: A Small Collection of Small Stories about Small Ponies 
// by Snowfeather 
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“Dinky! Dinky! Guess what?”

The purple unicorn filly turned around in her swing on the playground, letting the chains above twist. Her pegasus friend, Cyan Skies, came bounding down the hill and plopped into the swing next to the unicorn’s.

“What?” Dinky Doo asked.

Cyan grinned. “I have a superpower! Can you believe it?!” She shouted.

The unicorn raised one eyebrow. “Super ponies aren’t real.”

“Who said so?” The turquoise pegasus questioned.

“Twilight Sparkle. I asked her after an argument with Silver Spoon.”

“Hmph.” Cyan Skies said, refusing to acknowledge it. 

“Anyways, wanna know what it is?” The pegasus asked. Dinky Doo sighed. She was so energetic at times. Before the filly could respond however, Cyan blurted out the answer.

“I can cause you to hurt with my mind! Watch!” The filly said, closing her eyes and straining. Dinky Doo rolled her eyes, waiting.

Cyan opened her green eyes. “Why aren’t you like, crying out in pain or something?” Suddenly, she bent over and rubbed her neck.

“Ow…ow…my neck is hurting.” The filly said, grimacing.

Dinky rushed over to her friend, concerned. The pain faded after a few seconds and the pegasus stood up straight again. 

“I don’t know what’s wrong! I stood here and focused on pain in your neck but—agh!” She rubbed her neck again.

Dinky stared at Cyan for a few minutes. Then, she got it.

The unicorn filly burst out laughing. Cyan looked up at her from where she sat on the grass, massaging an aching hoof. “What?”

“You have the ability to inflict pain on yourself!” 

Cyan Skies smacked her forehead. “Oh! That’s why!” Dinky had calmed down to a few giggles now.

“Okay, that is like the lamest superpower ever! The ability to hurt yourself telepathically!” Cyan groaned. “I knew I shouldn’t have gotten that potion from those two unicorn stallions!”

“Who were they?” Dinky asked.

“They said they were ‘Flim’ and ‘Flam’. I’d never really heard of them before.”

“You never, ever saw any of the commotion the last two times they came to town?!” Dinky said incredulously.

“No,” Cyan said, embarrassed. Then she raised her voice, annoyed. “Dinky, you know I live in Cloudsdale! I just go to the Ponyville School because I know you!”

“Oh, so I guess you weren’t there.” Dinky said. She explained what happened when they came to town and swindled the Ponyville residents, both times.

“I feel like an idiot now,” Cyan Skies said, sinking slowly so she was lying down on the grass. Dinky leaned over her to pat her back and try to console her, but the pegasus leaped to her hooves, and the other filly almost fell over herself trying to scoot back in time. 

“I’m going to get them!” Cyan shouted, rearing up on her hind legs and holding her hooves like she was going to box them. Suddenly, she fell back onto the grass, touching her cheek.

“Ow…,” The filly moaned as Dinky, standing above her, giggled at her friend’s plight.