• Member Since 13th Jan, 2012
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Every Sunday morning, Derpy Hooves goes out into Ponyville on her only morning off and juggles a set of red balls for an audience. Is Derpy just being Derpy, or is there something deeper to what she's doing?

This story is a result of me challenging myself to write a story in under an hour. I have been debating on whether or not I should put the story here on fimfic, but I decided to go ahead and give it a try. With this fic, you will understand why it is dangerous for someone to write while they are very tired.

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I kept getting dirty jokes in my head during the ball part.

But nice story.

Take a upvote.

If I could truly express my liking of this story in words
Terrific brilliant tremedous amazing
None of those words are good enough

This was a pleasant, short and sweet story. Thank you. I had a headache up until i finished your story, i think it healed me. LOL. :derpytongue2:

Very good. The concept and storytelling is fresh and very original. Please take my thumb up!

Loved it. Sad but heartwarming at the same time

Sanity, your way too hard on yourself. This was awesome! The last time I tried writing something quick I ended up deleting that chapter because I couldn't stand to look at it anymore. You have earned yourself an up vote and one free Internet.

I certainly do not understand why it would dangerous to write a story when you are tired. :derpytongue2: Considering yours, I would even risk saying there is no danger to it. If this fic was created in under an hour I have to compliment you on your skills. It doesn't feel either to short or rushed. On the contrary - it seems balanced, thought out, and carries a meaning (at least for me). What else would you want of it? :twilightsmile:
If you would like to make this into a more detailed story, presenting some more background for our favorite mailmare, I would be glad to read it. :pinkiesmile:

Agreed. There are ponies on this level of writing. It seems unfair to the story to say it isn't very good. I for one nearly welled up (not actually cry, mind you; the story was too short to break through my high crying tolerance) at the end. It's a thoroughly touching, not-rushed fic that really deserves to not be put down, just like Derpy.

:derpyderp2::derpyderp1::derpyderp2::derpyderp1::derpyderp2:/:derpyderp1::derpyderp2::derpyderp1::derpyderp2::derpyderp1:. I say "more please".

It isn't terrible at all, I like it. It is kinda inspiring actually, good job :derpytongue2:

This story was a great quick read. Keep em coming!

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