//------------------------------// // Chapter-1 The lonely mare // Story: The Adventures of Fillynocchio // by Lazbro64 //------------------------------// Prologue The story I'm about to tell takes place in the beautiful land of Equestria many centuries ago. Fifty years after the Lord of Chaos, Discord was defeated by the Princesses Luna and Celestia. With the evil tyrant gone, Equestria became a land of peace and harmony. While the elder sister ruled the day and slept through the night, her young sister ruled the night and would sometimes peek into her subjects dreams and often time could grant their dearest desires. Though she cared for all her subjects there was one pony she cared for the most. A very special little foal whom she watched over like a fairy god mare. This is that foals story. The story of Fillynocchio. Chapter-1 The lonely Mare Once upon a time in the beautiful land of Equestria, in the humble town of Trottingham, there lived a beautiful mare who was known by every pony as Rosalia. Those who knew her quite well referred to her as Rosy. She was a yellow pony with magenta colored eyes, a dark red mane and tail, a ribbon in her mane and a pink heart necklace around her neck. Her cutie mark was a picture of a hammer and chisel. This meant she was a carpenter pony. Her father, who had passed away several years ago was also a wood carpenter and taught her everything she knew. Naturally, being his only child, she continued her family's business by making and selling all kinds of things made of wood. Clocks, Tables, chairs, and bookshelves. She even made little toys and trinkets for all the little fillies and colts who came to visit her. And marionette puppets to sell to puppet shows. She was a very kindhearted and loving mare. All the young foals looked up to her as a second mother and would listen to her stories of pony knights in shining armor, and beautiful Princesses. Though Rosalia enjoyed making all the little ponies happy, she always dreamed of being a mother herself and having a filly or colt of her own. But she just wasn't good at love and relationships with many of the stallions in town. Though she lived by herself, she did have someone to keep her company. A small white rabbit named Twinkle. This little pet bunny was always by her side watching, helping, and keeping her company whenever she felt sad. Still Rosalia longed for the day she would finally become a proud mother and never gave up on her dream. On this day, she was working in her shop when she heard a knock at the front door. She laid her tools down, trotted out of the workshop, and over to the front door. She pushed the top part of the door open and standing outside was a white Pegasus mare. She had a green mane and tail, with cyan colored eyes and a flower cutie mark. She was wearing a sunbonnet with flowers on it atop her green mane. "Good even Rosy dear." The white Pegasus mare greeted her with a cheerful smile. "Oh, Hello Flora, what brings you here today?" Rosalia returned politely. "I'm going to meet Violet at Cotton Candies Cafe, and thought you might like to join us." Flora replied asking her to accompany her. Rosalia was very surprised by this unexpected invitation, she rarely expected offerings to attend or spend time with her friends and mostly kept to her work, but today she felt like maybe she should take some time off. "Well? Alright. Let me just close up and get ready." She trotted back into the house, put everything away, took off her apron, grabbed her saddle bag and headed for the door. "Twinkle! Keep an eye on the house while I'm gone!" She instructed. The little rabbit stood up on his hind legs, raised his right paw and gave her a military salute. She smiled and trotted out the door and started walking side by side with her friend. Though Lily was a Pegasus she preferred to walk instead of flying. As they passed through the town, many ponies waved and greeted her so proudly. She was very well known to the ponies of Trottingham, especially the young fillies and colts. "You certainly have a well-known reputation don't you?" said Flora. "Oh, it's not like I'm a celebratory or anything, they just know me because of how friendly and talented I am." Rosalia replied feeling a little embarrassed by all the attention she was receiving from the other ponies. Finally, they arrived at the cafe which was a large building shaped like fluffy pink cotton candy. Sitting on a patio outside at a table was a purple unicorn mare with a blue mane and purple colored eyes. She was dressed in a white fancy dress and matching hat with diamond earrings in her ears and golden bracelets around her front forelegs. It was clear to every pony that she very wealthy. "Ah! Flora, Rosy, how splendid to see you both here dearies. Come, sit." She spoke to them in a high society sounding manner. "Good day, Violet, and how are you this evening?" Rosalia asked sitting down next to the purple unicorn while Flora sat across from them. "Oh, magnificent darling, and I'm so pleased to see you finally took some time off to join us," said Lady Violet. Rosalia had known these two mares for a long time ever since they were young filly's. Violet was a rich, high class, and fashionista pony and made her profession making and selling fancy clothes and dressed for the ponies of Trottingham. Though she was very wealthy and well know amongst the higher society she never thought poorly of the lower class respectful to others rich or poor. Flora was no fancy well-dressed pony, she was a florist and ran a flower shop just a few blocks away. Though she didn't care much for the fashion or high society, she enjoyed spending time with her two good friends. Rosalia sat there listening to the two ponies gossiping while sipping tea and eating little carrot cupcakes. "So how's the fashion business been?" Flora asked Violet. "Oh, it's FABULOUS DARLING! I just sold ten dresses today and they were my latest designs," replied Lady Violet with excitement. "Well, I just yesterday my tulips sprouted up. Five of them wore red, and three of them wore yellow," said Flora taking a bit of her cupcake. "And what about you Rosy dear, how is your business been?" Lady Violet asked Rosalia who looked like she was lost in a daydream. "Hellooo! Rosy!" said Flora, waving her hoof in front of her friends face trying to get her attention. Rosalia finally snapped out of her daze. "Uh? Oh! I'm sorry. I was just a little tired that's all. I've been very busy making furniture and stuff I guess I'm just a little fatigued." She answered rubbing her eyes with her hooves. "I'm actually surprised you took the time to come to join us, you're usually so busy you never take the time to see us." said Lady Violet. "I'm sorry girls, I," But suddenly a little voice called out. "Mommy!" At that moment, a little green filly with a blue mane came up running over to where the mares were sitting. "What is it, Jezebel?" said Flora as the filly trotted over to her. "Look what I made," said little Jezebel. She was wearing a long stringed necklace made of red, blue, yellow, white, and pink flowers around her neck. "How beautiful dear, did you make that all by yourself?" Flora asked. "Yep! Isn't it pretty?" She asked looking to the other two mares. "It's lovely darling!" Violet complemented. The little filly stood up and gave her mother a big hug. It seemed strange though, the filly was an earth pony but her mother was a Pegasus. But Rosalia remembered the foal's father was also an earth pony. Seeing this tender moment warmed Rosalia's heart. Then the foal turned to her. "Hello, Miss Rose, how nice to see you," said Jezebel. "It's nice to see you too, Jezebel dear," Rosalia replied. Just then she remembered something and reached into her saddlebag. "Here, I finished that wooden dragon doll you asked for." She took out a little wooden doll made to resemble a purple dragon with green spins on it's back. The filly trotted up to her, took the doll from her and smiled. "Thank you so much, Miss Rose, I love it! Here, you can have my necklace." The filly was so happy with her new toy she took off her flower necklace and gave it to Rosalia. "Oh! Why thank dear, it's lovely, I'm glad you like your toy." Rosalia thanked her placing the necklace around her neck. The sweet filly stood up and gave her a friendly hug to show her appreciation. Rosalia was very surprised by this act of kindness. Course, making children happy was something she was well known for. "Oh, Jezebel, you're just a little sweetheart," said Lady Violet. And so the little filly trotted off to play with her new toy. "That daughter of yours is simply a star!" Lady Violet said to Flora. "Yes, she's just like her father." Flora replied watching her daughter trotting away. "My son is in Klompintown studying to be a well-mannered stallion. It seems like only yesterday he was a little colt. Running around getting and into all kinds of mischief," said Lady Violet remembering her son's childhood. Rosalia was happy for her friends as they were both proud mother's but felt a little jealous of them too. "Poor Rosy, it must be hard being alone all these years and not having some pony to look after." said Lady Violet foolishly. "VIOLET!" Flora scolded her knowing how sensitive their friend was about not having family or a foal. "Oh, it's alright girls, I don't mind. I'm quite happy just making other ponies happy." She told them trying to hide her true feelings. "Oh, Rosy, you're such a kind and generous pony, you deserve to have a filly or a colt of your own." said Flora trying to cheer her up. "Thank you, Flora, maybe someday I will. One thing my father taught me, is to never give up on your hopes and dreams," said Rosalia proudly. The mares continued gossiping all through the day, till the sun started to set and the three parted ways. end of chapter-1