The Life and Times of Billy the Goat

by Masterweaver


Out of the Tree Place

I am in a place with lots and lots of trees.

The laughing creature put me here. He said something to my mom and dad. I think it was about being hurt. And then I was here.

These trees are dark. I do not like it.

“Hello?” I say. “Is anyone out there?” There are noises. But nobody says anything.

I am scared.

I eat some grass.

I am still scared.

Suddenly it is day. And then it is night again. How did that happen?

I am so so scared.

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I do not know how long I have been here.

The laughing creature isn’t coming back. I do not like him.

There is a bright light. It is gone now.

I look where it was. I can’t stay in the tree place. It is scary.

I walk toward where the light was. Maybe there is something over there.

The light was far away, but it might be out of the tree place.

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I am out of the tree place. I am happy.

There’s a path here. I decide to follow it. It is a dusty path.

There is a hill. It is also a house. I have never seen something like this. A lot of animals are around the hill house. It must be a nice place.

I walk to the door of the hill house. The animals see me. Some of them run away. They are silly.

I knock on the door of the hill house.

A bunny rabbit opens the door.

“Hello,” I say. “Do you live here?”

The bunny rabbit stares at me. Then it shakes its head yes.

“Can I come in?”

The bunny rabbit shakes its head no.

“Okay. Do you know where my mom and dad are?”

The bunny rabbit shakes its head no. It is mad. It shuts the door.

I look around. There are some flowers. I eat some. Then I remember I am not supposed to eat things mom and dad do not pay for.

I knock on the door.

The bunny opens it. He is still angry.

“I ate flowers. Can you find my mom and dad so they can pay for them?”

The bunny looks at the flowers. The bunny looks at me. The bunny throws a carrot at my head and shuts the door.

I feel sad.

I can’t find my mom and dad.

But this place is nice. Some of the animals are coming closer. I should stay here and see about the flowers. Maybe if somebody comes they can help me find my mom and dad.

I didn’t know bunnies had houses.

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I am hungry again. So I eat the flowers. It isn’t right, but I am hungry.

A pony is coming to the hill house. She is yellow and pink. She stops when she sees me.

Maybe she knows the bunny?

I step out of her way. She is still looking at me. She looks at the flowers. She looks at me again.

The animals start to go to her.

“Um...” she says. “...Hello.”

“Hello,” I say.

She looks at me again.

“...Did you eat my flowers?”

I look at the flowers. I did eat them. But I thought they were the bunny’s flowers. “I ate these flowers,” I say.

“Why?”

“I was hungry.”

“But... you could buy food somewhere else.”

“I don’t have money.”

The pony looks surprised. “Oh. Do you have a job?”

“My dad has a job.” I look around. “I don’t know where they are.”

“Oh... I’m sorry to hear that.” The pony looks confused.

The animals around her start making noises. She listens. She looks back at me.

“...My name is Fluttershy.”

“My name is Billy,” I say. I notice she has wings.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, um, Billy. Did you come here from the Everfree forest?”

The what? I came from the tree place. Maybe she means the tree place? “The laughing creature put me in the tree place.”

“The laughing... you mean Discord?” I don’t know what she’s talking about. She sees I am confused. “Oh, I’m sorry. Long, brown with lots of colors, looks like a mishmash of everything.”

“Yes.” That sounds like the laughing creature.

“Don’t worry. My friends and I took care of him.” She smiles. “I just came back from Canterlot, princess Celestia had a big ceremony thrown for us.”

I nod. It is good to know the laughing creature is taken care of.

“...so you can go home now,” the pony explains.

“I don’t know where home is.”

“Do... do you know where you live?”

“With mom and dad.”

The pony smiles. “No, I mean... what city do you live in?”

I don’t know what she’s talking about. “I... live with mom and dad.”

She shakes her head. “Okay... do you know what your mom and dad’s names are?”

“Mom and Dad.” That one was easy.

The pony is sad. “You have no idea how to get home, do you Billy?”

I don’t.

I’m scared.

I start to cry.

The pony hugs me. “Don’t worry. You can stay with me, okay? You can stay with me until I find your mom and dad. Okay?”

This is a nice pony.

“Okay...”

“Good. Do you... do you know how old you are, Billy?”

I stop crying. I think about the question. “How old?”

“Um... Oh I know. How many candles were on your birthday cake?”

I shake my head. Candles? I remember candles on my birthday cake. But I don’t remember how many. “Lots.”

“More than... ten?”

I think. “Yes...”

The pony nods. “More than... fifteen?” She lets me go and starts looking at me.

“I think so.”

“....more than twenty?” She seems to be upset.

“Twenty is two tens?”

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

She looks at me. She is sad again. Why is she sad?

“...well. My house is your house.”

I am confused. “But your house is your house, not mine.”

She laughs. “No, what I meant was.... It means I’m letting you stay with me.” She opens the door. “Angel Bunny? I’m back!”

The bunny hops up It looks at me. It is angry.

“Angel Bunny, this is Billy the Goat. He’s going to be staying with us for a while.”

“Hello,” I say. “Why do you live in her house?”

“Oh, I share my house with a lot of animals. My special talent is taking care of animals, you see.” The nice pony walks in. She looks back and smiles at me.

I step in. The bunny is still mad, but it isn’t trying to hurt me anymore.

“...So, Billy! Um...” The pony looks around. “...this is my cottage.”

“I thought this was a house.”

“A cottage is a kind of house, Billy.”

“Oh.”

We don’t say anything.

The pony shakes her head. “Well... I, um, I need to check on all the animals here. And, um... well, they might not know how to react to a stranger. Can you sit on the couch while I go do that?”

“I guess.” I sit on the couch. “The animals are cute.”

She smiles. She walks away.

I look around.

This is better then the tree place.