> The start of something new > by Krokorokok > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > "Happy Hearts and Hooves Day!" > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Happy Hearts and Hooves Day guys and girls! As a special treat, have some chocolates! Oh! No homework too!" You yelled in front of your class, causing your students to stand up and cheer. It was the end of the week and you thought to yourself, What better way to end it than with something nice. You smiled. This is the main reason you took up teaching in the first place. Walking up to your desk, you bent down and picked up a bag full of nicely wrapped chocolate boxes with a message to each of your students as a special thank you for the previous year that you taught them. With the bag in your hands, you walked to each one of the tables and handed out the boxes to their respective owners, smiling all the way. Once you were done handing out the goodies, you sat back down onto your chair and watched the many expressions that your students gave. Some with glee, others with confusion. Overall, they were happy with what you gave them. Smiling to yourself, you couldn't help but smile and remember the first time you taught this class. It was odd at first, since the students practically didn't know you. You couldn't blame them. You were practically an alien to them. Some had wings, some have horns, others have nothing at all, just like you. You remembered the day very vividly. You were on your way back home when a portal of sorts practically sucked you in, dragging you to who knew where. Eventually, when all the spinning stopped, you found yourself in a whole new world, filled with stunning and breathtaking scenery, gorgeous women and a whole lot of mind fuck. You remembered asking a whole lot of question, most of which regarded why some of the humans had horns, wings or nothing at all. Turns out, they refer to themselves as 'Pegasi', 'Unicorns' or 'Earth Ponies', which didn't make a whole lot of sense since...Well, they didn't look like a horse! Pony no less! Not only that, the town that they live in is also a horse, or pony, pun. When the name 'Ponyville' is the towns name, you would probably expect at least a ranch where there are ponies at least. But nope! Not this one! However, to your most utter surprise, the two Princesses, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna, requested for you to teach in the local University when they heard from the newly appointed Princess, Princess Twilight, that you had a way of teaching that would benefit students. And so, here you are right now. Anonymous Unknown. The only Human in the land of Equestria. Teaching at the local University. However, you didn't complain. You liked to help people. Teaching them is basically helping them learn. So it was all in all great for you. From the first day you started teaching, you had to learn most of the basics of the education system in Equestria as well their currency, which is called 'Bits'. You remembered finding yourself very shocked when you found that the currency was, in fact, made of PURE gold! 10 coins could make you very rich back home already! And with a monthly pay of about 300 bits, you found yourself with quite a lot of bits and almost nothing expensive to waste it on. "Mister Anon!" three very distinct female voices rang across your head. Snapping out of your apparent thoughts, you found out that the rest of the class had left the room. With that, you dragged your vision to the opposite of your teachers table, where your three star students stood with a smile. Applebloom. Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo 'The Cutie Mark Crusaders' as what they call themselves. Well...Used to call themselves. Now its just 'The Crusaders'. It was odd on how the 'ponies' have this tattoo thing on their shoulder, called a 'Cutie Mark', which their special talent. You remembered your first thoughts on it and how you thought it was really useful. Humans back home didn't have this, so it was really cool on how it would magically pop up on your shoulder when you found your talent. As for the Crusaders, they were found it hard to cope with their studies when you first met them. They were an odd trio. A simple farm girl with a southern twang, helping out both her big sister and her big brother, the sister of the towns fashionista whom didn't mind acting unladylike and prefered it more so and a flighty daredevil who has acts tomboyish. Now, they are excelling in their grades and seem to be more carefree than ever. "Come on girls. I'm only a couple of years older than the three of you. Don't give me any of that 'Mister' crap!" You jokingly said, causing the girls to giggle. It was true. When you first enrolled to be a teacher, you found yourself to the youngest teacher teaching in the University, only turning 22 years old a couple of months ago. Not only that, but the students themselves were around their 18-20's, so having a 4-2 year gap was rather odd at first. "Anyways, what can I help you with?" You asked, placing a fist on the table and giving the girls a smile. You noticed the girls fidget a little in place, also noticing that their hands were behind their backs. Curious you thought to yourself. "Umm...Well...We just wanted to...erm...say...thank you for all you've done for us" Sweetie Belle said, stuttering a little. Her cheeks were flushed with a rosy pink glow. You mentally chuckled. Sweetie was one of the 'ponies' that was really innocent. But you were shocked when you found out that she enjoyed to watch a lot of action, adventure as well as horror type movies, things that a girl like her would not want to watch. Not only that, but she also kinda hated to dress up in "Fancy-smhancy clothing", as what she said. With that, her sister was normally angry at her when she would ruin a dress made for her. "It's nothing, really. The three of you were struggling and as a teacher, it is my duty to help" you told them, smiling once again. Scootaloo then brushed a couple of strands of her orange hair to the side before looking at Sweetie Belle. Noticing Sweetie nod, Scootaloo blushed slightly before she used her wings to fly to her table and take out some sort of plastic bag with, probably, some unknown contents. Then there's Scootaloo is well known in your class to be the tomboyish out of all the girls. Spending most of her Physical Education lessons wanting to play a sport. Not only that, she was also a speedy daredevil, much like that one lady you met once....Rainbow Dash was her name, you thought. Seeing her blush, even though it was rather small, was a rarity from her, since she didn't like to act all girly at all. "...Even though ya might say that, we ought ta give ya somethin' as a thanks, Anon" Applebloom said in her cute southern accent. Lastly, there was the southern girl, Applebloom. Applebloom is the brains of their group, making some new and crazy ideas that they may or may not want to try out. Most of the time she spends is at at the back orchard of 'Sweet Apple Acres', where both the Crusaders clubhouse and her small shack is located. When she's not spending time with her friends, she helps out with her older brother and sister where she helps carry buckets of apples, filled to the brim, to the wagon where she would drag it to the stall in the market and help sell them. You then noticed Scootaloo pluck out three items from the bag, where she held on of them and gave the other two to Applebloom and Sweetie Belle. She was a good distance away, so you weren't able to see what it was. They turned their backs to you and you heard them whisper to each other. What are you up to..., you thought curiously. The trio then turned back and faced you, they faces each held a rather firm blush. Their hands were also behind their backs once again. You were about to ask only to be interrupted by Applebloom. "Umm...Anon...We would like ta say.." Applebloom stopped before breathing in a deep breath. "...Would" "...You..." Scootaloo voiced out, her voice seeming more squeaky than usual. "...Be..." Sweetie Belle then continued, her voice slightly faltering. It was silent for a moment. The girls then took a breath simultaneously. "...OUR SPECIAL SOMEPONY?" the trio asked, their combined voices catching you off guard. Their hands each held out, what seemed to be, a small container in the shape of an 'I', a '♥' and a 'U'. Not only that, but on each of the container, there was a small pony figurine. An orange pegasus with purple mane and tail, a yellow pony with a red mane and tail and a white unicorn with a light violet and pink mane and tail, respectively. With that, you find yourself in an odd predicament. Now what are you going to do Anon?