//------------------------------// // The Basket and the Filly // Story: Mareilyn // by MylittleDashie //------------------------------// Chapter 3 “Hey hunny are you awake?” “Huh?...” that voice I know that voice all to well, but how was it possible? “Mareilyn?” I asked “Yes, I’m sorry I didn’t want to wake you but it looked like you were having a terrible nightmare and I couldn’t stand to see you go through that” said Mareilyn A nightmare? Was it all just a nightmare?! Throwing myself up strait to look into those eyes I loved so much (only expecting to find her not there). And when I looked from where her voice was coming from, my gaze was met by a set of the most beautiful crimson eyes… She’s really here? But how? When? Was what she said true? Was it all just a nightmare? I could help myself but I had to reach out to her and hold her in my arms, and I was again expecting the worse to only find that I was wrong… she really is here right in my hou… no our house! She was alive in the flesh. I quickly grabbed her into a big hug “I love you so much sweatheart and I always will I promise” “Hunny I love you too, are you alright was the nightmare that bad?” she asked I smiled and laid a kiss on her cheek “yes, it was the worst ever. But that doesn’t matter right now you’re here in my arms and that’s all I really care about” I said looking back into thoughts eyes I missed so much. CRACK! The lightning scared me awake, forcing me to realize that everything was all a dream. I still had to double check to make sure that it really was just a dream. I franticly looked around for the one I called my love, only to find that there was nothing there. Again I stared to cry but not enough to cry myself to sleep, instead I got up and walked home trying to get there before it stared to downpour. Finally getting home, just in time to feel the first raindrop touch my hoof, I opened my door and stopped before I went in. There was a basket sitting on the table Mareilyn had me bring out here, so that she could come outside and draw the surroundings she found beautiful. It looked like… it was a picnic basket? I immediately remembered the promise I made Rainbow Dash…maybe rainbow brought it over early so that she could come and get me and take me on our picnic, I guess ill put it inside so it doesn’t get all wet. Picking up the basket, underestimating its weight, I almost fell over. “Whoa! What did Dashie shove in this thing” I said through my teeth. Maybe she had forgotten what I liked, it had been a while since we had eaten together so she could have put in a lot of different things so I could take my pick. Walking inside I bucked the dork shut and walked over to the table next to the painting of me and sweatheart, that sweatheart herself had done. I set the basket down on the table and stopped and forced my self to look at the picture of us. It had been my favorite and my most precious picture out of the many that Mareilyn had painted, but now it was the only picture left. The only one that survived the “accident.” Sucking up a tear before it fell I turned to face the once colorful wall, now nothing but chipped paint and wood. Again that tear tried to betray me and run down my cheek but I refused to let it. Then I decided to do what I haven’t done in a long time, I walked into that room, the one we had planed to be our babies but never had the chance to have a child to give it to. Taking one last look at the room filled with what a child would love, Letting out a sigh I walked to my bedroom and got into bed, and slowly began to drift into a deep sleep. CRACK! Yet another lightning bolt making an even louder noise than the last. I decided to count… one CRACK! And another… two CRACK! Thr..”WHAAAHUWHAAAA”… what in the name of Celestia is that? I threw the blankets off of me and ran to where I heard the cry, but it was not there anymore… maybe it was a passerby and there child. Walking back to bed another lightning blast had struck CRACK! Fo..”WHAAAAAAAUHWHAAAAAA”… turning around to see where it was coming from, I could see nothing, not a soul… just the basket “WHAAAAAAAUHWHAAAAAAA”… there! It was coming from the basket! I ran toward the basket picked it up and set it gently on the floor. Slowly, so as not to frighten the creature, I opened the basket… to find a beautiful little filly crying because the lightning had scared her. The poor thing! I slowly picked her up and began to rock her “shhhhh it’s alright hunny it’s alright shhh I’ve got you, there’s nothing to be afraid of I promise.” I said to comfort her and to my surprise she did. She even calmed down enough for me to notice that she hadn’t even opened her eyes yet, I didn’t even know who she was nor who she belonged to. She began to cry again due to another lightning blast, but this time she didn’t freak out as much and I was able to calm her down easily. After I calmed her I went back to the basket and found that there was a note and a bottle. I picked up the bottle and gave it to the little filly and then picked up the note and began reading it Please I beg that you take my daughter and keep her safe for I can no longer take care of her. I have done as much as I can but I have grown ill and do not want her to be alone after I pass with no one so please I beg that you take her Signed Her mother Strange she never even mentioned the name of the child… “hmmmm” what do I do? I could try to find her mother and tell her to find someone else… no that would be cruel… maybe another pony would.. no I couldn’t “hmmm” I know! I could give her to the flight academy she has wings and they took in rainb…. The beautiful little filly had opened her eyes and was looking at me with a look… a look that I knew all to well. It was the same stare that Mareilyn gave me when I made a funny face because I was thinking to hard… I could move I was just to shocked at the resemblance in those eyes, and well to think of it the only difference between this little filly and Mareilyn was that the filly had all dark blue hair and Mareilyn did not. It seemed like everything else was the same. And then it hit me… I have to take care of her, I was ment to find her on my door step, and she was ment to be… my little filly “I think I know what to call you little filly” I said as she looked at me with those oh so familiar eyes. “I will call you Mareilyn.” The little fi… Mareilyn really like her new name and she smiled at me with the biggest goofiest smile ever, and for the first time in so may years... I smiled too.