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// Promise You'll Be There 
// Story: The Untold Story of Ditzy Doo 
// by discord7 
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	It had been several hours since the scouts had taken Domino away. I was in my room, crying. When I got home my mom had asked what had happened. I explained that because Domino wasn't there that Topz had bullied me again. Then I told her about my speech to the crowd and how some of the other ponies seemed to take my side.

She wrapped me in a hug, "I'll make sure he never hurts you again OK, Ditzy?" I smiled at my mother's offer. 

I told her I didn't think Topz would hurt anypony again, she looked at me curiously, then I told her the rest, how Domino had saved me. She smiled when she heard what he'd done for me.

I was in my room, thinking about Domino, when I heard a knock on the front door. I ignored it as my mother answered, then after a few seconds my mother called me.

"Ditzy." The tone in her voice made my ears perk up; I slowly got off of my bed and opened my door a crack. "Ditzy, come, there's somepony here to see you."

I glanced out the door and saw Domino at the front door with the two Haymill scouts standing beside him. He smiled wildly.

"Hey, Derpy." He grinned.

I flew across the room and hugged him, the scouts didn't move. I looked up at them.

"He told us that he at least wanted to see you before we took him away." One had told me sternly, but I could hear the compassion behind his words.

I looked at Domino pleading for an explanation.

"It's the only way Derpy, they're gonna put me in a foster home. I gotta go for now..." His words drifted off.

"But–" I started to well up with tears.

"Please, Derpy don't cry." He said also starting to well up.

He wrapped his hooves around my neck; I did the same for him.

"I won't be gone long, when I'm eighteen in a few years I'll come back. I promise." He broke the hug and looked me in the eyes. His were watery with the tears I had only seen one other time before.

"Promise you'll be there, Derpy. OK?" He asked.

"Where?" I asked.

"In the field, where I took you for our picnic, remember." He explained, "On my eighteenth birthday I can leave, wait for me there, I'll come to you. And we'll have another picnic."

He smiled.

"Domino," I told him smiling back, "I know your nickname."

He looked at me and smiled and asked what it was.

"Glue" I told him, he looked confused. "'Cuz you'll always be stuck to me." I explained.

We both laughed, when it died down he gave me one last glance. He nodded, accepting his new name.

I nodded. He hugged me one last time, and then the scouts took him away.


The next day at school during recess I was on my usual swing, everything was back to the way it was before. I was a loner, nopony wanted to play with me anymore. And I was sad. But then a shadow blocked my sun, not from behind but from in front of me. I looked up; it wasn't Topz but the pony who saved me before. The tan pony with an orange mane, he smiled at me.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked.

I nodded to him shyly.

He sat on the swing next to me.

"You were pretty brave standing up to Topz yesterday." He told me in his nasally voice. I just nodded in response. "I know you really miss him." He said, I looked up to see him, "I saw how you two were, he was your best friend wasn't he Ditzy." I only looked at the ground in response. "Your only friend." A tear welled up in my eye.

"It doesn't have to be that way Ditzy," he told me, "you can have other friends, and you can hang out with me and my friends." He told me, "If you want..." He trailed off.

He got up and started to walk away.

"Hey!" I called to him; he turned around "Really?" I asked.

He smiled and signaled for me to follow him, I did. I hung out with him and his gang of friends in the field; we laughed told jokes, and even started a game of freeze tag. It was the most fun I'd had since when I used to play with Domino. Although it made me sad to think about it I still had hope that I could see him one day. I smiled at the thought. 

Then Topz came over and looked me in the eye. I stood tall, but he slumped. He wasn't here to want to pick a fight.

"Ditzy?" He looked down at the ground; he seemed to be ashamed, "I'm really sorry for how I treated you before. It's just that I never really was all that smart either. This is my second time getting held back." He explained.

I noticed that none of his usual cronies were around, so I guess he was really apologizing.

"I just thought that if I could make somepony else feel as bad as I did... then maybe I wouldn't have to focus on how stupid I really was." He looked on the verge of tears.

I walked over to the bench on the sidelines of the field and grabbed my brown saddlebag. I brought it over to him, reached in and pulled out a blueberry muffin and placed it in front of him.

He looked up at me and smiled, "My very best friend in the whole world gave me one of these whenever he wanted to make me feel better." I explained to him.

I stuck out my hoof and we both shook in an unspoken truce, and everypony around us cheered. Finally I had some real friends, but nopony could ever be called my best.

Nopony except Domino.


Of course I waited the eight years; I had even found my real special talent. I got a job as a mail mare. I worked at the Equestrian Pony Express. My life had gotten better and it was all because Domino had come into my life. Today was a special day; I had taken a day off work today to prepare for it since sunrise I had waited in the field with my picnic already set up.

I sat in the field until noon; I was beginning to get a little sleepy. Maybe I would doze off and take a little catnap. So I did, I lay down and rested my head on my hooves. I dreamt of the moment that Domino saw me, he'd run into my arms we'd have a warm embrace and then tell each other what the last few years were like.

When I woke up the sun was setting, I watched it go down along with my hopes. Could it be possible that after all this time he actually forgot about me?

I lowered my head and prepared to cry. After eight long years, this was all I could think about, how could he just forget? That's when I heard hoof steps rustle the tall grass behind me. I turned around and there stood a tall majestic colt with a tawny coat and an even longer black flowing mane. His bright green eyes sparkled as he smiled and he trotted up to me. I smiled back in happiness. He plopped next to me, I looked into his bright green eyes, the ones I had fell in love with nine years ago but had never knew how much until now.

"I'm back," he said simply, "you didn't think I forgot, right?” And from that day forward I knew that every passing day after would be pure bliss.


The End