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My life was forever changed thanks to the efforts of dad. Pale Vestige--the best detective in all of pony history. He was the one who saved me from my stony prison. When I got out, my body had aged along with time and I was instantly thrust into being a grown mare in a world that I didn’t quite understand. That’s where mom came in. She did so much to help me comprehend why everything is the way it is while dad continued to work hard for us--oh! I guess I should mention that Cheerilee Vestige is my mom.
And yes, they had gotten married.
It was a super awesome thing that happened a little over four years ago now. Easily my favorite part of life. Of course, I also had lots of amazing friends as well. Chiefly of which being Flurry Heart. She had been one of the main ones who looked out for my sake and made sure I was treated fairly despite all of my past troubles. Oh, and she was about to be married to Pound Cake soon. Well, more like engaged. They were too young to get married just yet, but you knew they loved each other just from the way they both kept each other safe, supported each other, and did their best to resolve their problems in a civil way.
Wonder if they got any of their skills from watching mom and dad?
Anyhow, the most important part was that I now had a full-time career. I was now a psychiatrist. I worked with living beings who have suffered through a lot of trauma and needed guidance to get them back on the right track. It worked in tandem with my family. Dad would investigate and find the troubled individuals and bring them to me. I’d do my best to rehabilitate them. And if necessary, I would send them to Cheerilee for some special tutoring so they could find new families.
Everything worked perfectly between us. Allow me to show you.
So the way things work is that I do my job closely alongside Raven Inkwell. She’s been in the psycho-therapy profession for quite a few years now. And by a few, I mean a super long time. We’re talking decades! Anyway, whenever I get a case to deal with, Raven gives me the rundown of my patient and I try my hoof at communication. If that doesn’t work, then I request assistance from her. But usually, I tend to do just fine on my own. Watch me!
One day, as usual, I waited at my desk with my glasses on. Yeah, I needed them because all of the extra reading I did caused me to have blurry vision. But it was worth it to keep doing my job. Anyhow, I waited and eventually heard a knock at my door.
TAP-TAP!
“Come in!” I said as I glanced at the door.
As always, the white earth pony answered the door to tell me what had been going on. “Dr. Glow,” she addressed me, “I have a patient for you. I think it’ll be simple enough for you to tackle solo as I’ve been letting you do recently. Are you up for it?”
“Sure,” I agreed with a nod, “Who is it?”
Inkwell flipped over a clipboard. “...A colt. Whip Whirlwind is his name.”
“What’s his diagnosis?”
“Cutie Mark Trouble,” she explained, “Feels as if his cutie mark doesn’t really fit who he is. Do you think you can help him?”
CMT. A very common affliction among the youth of ponies. Something I had dealt with often on this job, so it’ll serve as a good introduction to how I operate.
“Of course,” I assured her with a smile, “Bring him in as soon as possible.”
About a few minutes later, I watched as the little green pegasus colt entered my room. I had taken a seat on a chair next to the therapy couch where I invited him to sit. “Hey there, Double-Dub!” I used his name as a way to make him feel welcome. “How are you?”
The colt trotted up to the cushion, and lied down upon it. “...Okay.”
I straightened my glasses and took a look at him. “Just ‘okay’? Why don’t you tell me what’s wrong?”
“...You promise not to tell anypony else?” he sat up and glared at me with a worried stare.
I held up my right hoof and stated my oath. “Cross my heart. Everything is confidential between us--that means super secret.”
With the knowledge that things would be kept just between us, he seemed to have relaxed a bit. “Alright. I just feel...worried about my cutie mark.”
I took a look at his flank. His cutie mark depicted what appeared to be a buckball court. “Oh? How come, Whip?”
“I hate sports,” he mumbled as he lied back down, “I want nothing to do with sports. I prefer art and painting. Why is my cutie mark like this?”
Something like this was very difficult to navigate. I didn’t have all the answers of course. But my job was to do my best to help out however I could. In times like these, I would always make sure I could show foals a perspective that they could choose to follow for a happier life so they wouldn’t have to resort to, and wallow in anger.
So gather around. I’m going to tell you how things go around my office. How ponies can still find their way through life with enough support regardless of their situation. Ponies like me who thought the world needed to be destroyed didn’t realize that there was something more to it all. And to destroy it would only serve to make things worse.
Obviously, I was the worst-case scenario. But even so, I didn’t want any other child to go through what I did. Whip here is going to serve as the perfect case to help me show you how I work around the office.
Welcome to my therapy session.
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This is interesting. Cutie Marks seem to stem from either certain passions or events, so it's very strange that a pony could wind up with a cutie mark they hated.
I won't lie. The whole "Cozy Glow is a adult now" completely turned me off from your last story, and resulted in me moving on to other things. But this premise is just interesting enough to cause me to track this story.
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The reason why I had her age up was to allow her to gain the concept of empathy with the help of Pale and Cheerilee. Now that she's learned through her mistakes, she can find her calling in life without there being a massive timeskip in which her adoptive parents are super old.
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I figured there was probably a narrative reason behind it.
It's just that A: it feels contrived and B: once you strip away her being a child, the only thing left of her character is her many many "issues" and quiet frankly, your Cozy Glow struck me as remarkable tame compared to the one in cannon.
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That was kind of the point. I didn't want to do what every other author on the site did and try and tame her "demonic child" side. I chose to humanize and make her into my own interpretation of the character. One that could understand empathy while also learning from her past mistakes in order to search for a future where no one else would have to suffer the way she did. It wasn't perfect, but I stand by my narrative decision. Hopefully you can understand that.
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I appreciate that. I find there's a very small hard to hit middle ground, and that's where she's most realistic and interesting as a character (at least to me).
I do. And I certainly wouldn't ask you to change it. I only bring it up now, because I earnestly hope that this story will go a bit more in depth in working through the issues of Cozy Glow's patients, especially since you'll be inventing them, and can use whatever issues you can imagine as a basis for conflict.
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Precisely. Interviews With Equestrians was Pale Vestige's story with his crewmates and Cozy Glow as the deuteragonists.
This is going to be Cozy's story from the ground up with my original elements from that story included here (such as Pale and Cheerilee being her adoptive parents). I'm no longer dealing with the canon. This is all me. 😁
Raven is like the Swiss Guard, everyone wants her services