Harmony, daughter of Fluttershy and her husband, Bashful, woke up in her quiet cottage.
She quietly yawned.
At the sound of her yawn, her pet hamster, Brownie, woke up too.
"Brownie, hopefully this year will be a good year," she said, petting the hamster.
She flew across the small hallway to get to the kitchen.
Her mother had prepared vegetarian omelets, as she called them.
“Good morning, Harmony,” Fluttershy greeted her daughter.
“Good morning, Mom,” Harmony said.
Bashful came in. “Good morning, Harmony. Fourth grade begins today! You have to stop growing,” he said.
The young Pegasus smiled. “So, are you know who my class this year?” Harmony asked.
“Er, well, I don’t want to…” Bashful began.
“What he means is, ‘I don’t want to spoil that surprise for you!’” Fluttershy covered it up.
Harmony giggled. She looked at the clock. “I should get going,” Harmony grabbed her backpack, and flew out of the cottage.