My Life as a Pony
My Life as a Pony
A My Life Pony: Friendship is Magic Fan Fiction Story Series
Geez. What a dull and peaceful day! Not a single pony to bother me and thatâs how I like it. Not evenâŚ
âMAYOR!â
Ugh! I spoke too soon.
As I stood up, I saw an orange earth pony running towards me. His mane and tail, the color of a tomato ripe for the picking. His eyes, the same color as his body. And his cutie mark, a flame. A flame? Really? Youâd think heâd get it because he could take out fires, right? Wrong. He got that cutie mark just because he could run and ram his head into anything hard. And what makes this all worst is his name: Heatwave. Heâs not even a unicorn. But I guess his name does have some meaning to his cutie mark.
Oh and to the readers reading this ridiculous story written by a brony with a ridiculous username (Stubbsville9588? Really?), Iâm Sharp Mind, a unicorn and mayor of a small village called Coltington (and if youâre curious as to how Stubbsy got the name of that made-up village, ask him. PM him. Heâll tell ya). Anyways, hereâs a description of me in a nutshell: pale tan body, hazel eyes, no mane, dark brown tail and a red âSâ for a cutie mark (why a red âSâ for a cutie mark, you ask? Donât ask. Stubbsy gave me that. It could be because of my sarcasm or my stubborn. Iâll let you guys decide). Oh and I wear glasses. Anyways, back to the story where Heatwave approaches me huffing and puffingâŚ
âSo whatâs up, Heatwave?â I asked him.
As soon as he caught his breath, he looked at me and said, âItâs bad⌠Worse, itâs terribleâŚâ
I sighed. I knew he was gonna say something that would get me upset. So I asked, âWhat is wrong this time, Heatwave?â
âItâs Emerald Clover. He⌠HeâŚâ Heatwave started to say, but stopped just to catch his breath again. But in reality (if I can say that since this fan fiction is based on a girly show both guys and gals watch. Oh and yes, I am breaking the fourth wall. Pinkie Pie, eat your heart).
I sighed again and asked Heatwave while raising my voice a little bit, âHeatwave, what is it?â
Heatwave looked at me again and saw that I was serious about what I asked. He took a deep breath and said, âEmerald wanted to see you.â
âAnd did he ask why?â I asked.
Heatwave then began to tremble in fear which gave me two signals:
1. He never asked Emerald why he wanted to see me.
2. He asked Emerald, but forgot what Emerald said to him.
Either way, I had to find out what Emerald wanted from me. I looked at Heatwave and said, âLead the way to Emerald Clover.â
Heatwave nodded and trotted towards a house in Coltington with myself following him (and for the record, I was sitting on a bench near my house). As soon as we arrived, Heatwave shouted at a green unicorn, âEmerald, the mayorâs here!â
As soon as we approached the green unicorn, he sighed and said, âFine. Fine. Heatwave, you can leave.â
Heatwave smiled widely and shouted, âOkay!â
As soon as he left, the green Stallion (whose name is Emerald Clover and had green eyes that matched his eyes, a forest green mane and tail; and a forest green clover cutie mark on his right flank, just to let you readers know) looked at me and said, âIâm sorry if Heatwave didnât tell you why I wanted to see you. He tends to be absent-minded.â
I nodded in agreement. âAnyways, what did you want to see me for?â I asked.
âWell itâs Snowy Swift. She told me she has a crush on somepony,â Emerald said.
I groaned. âAnd you want me to find out who this âsomeponyâ is, right?â I asked.
Emerald chuckle nervously and said weakly, âYes?â
I groaned again. I hated this. Not only was I named mayor of Coltington, I was named relationship counselor of the town, helping other ponies out with their relationships and I hated it. Iâm pretty sure that wasnât part of being a mayor but oh well. âFine. Iâll talk to Snowy Swift. Do you know where sheâs at?â
âSheâs at the market buying groceries for her brother Hailstone. You should look there,â Emerald said.
I nodded and trotted towards the market. When I arrived, I saw a light blue Pegasi mare with a white mane and tail; two powder blue ribbons (one on her mane and one near her mane) and a snowflake cutie mark on her right flank near the fruit stand (her nameâs Snowy Swift, by the way). I approached her and asked, âExcuse me, Snowy. Can I talk to you in private?â
Snowy turned around and said, âOf course. But whatâs the problem Mayor Sharp Mind?â
Out of everypony in Coltington, Snowy is the only one who calls me that even if it did annoyed me a little. Everypony else calls me just âMayorâ and not âMayor Sharp Mindâ or just âSharp.â Anyways, I said to her, âNo. Itâs just something I wanted to ask you. Thatâs all.â
She nodded and said, âOkay, Mayor Sharp Mind. Let me pay for these fruits and weâll be on our way.â
I nodded and watched as she paid for the fruits. As soon as she was done, she looked at me and said, âWell, letâs go. Lead the way.â
I nodded again and trotted away with Snowy following. When we arrived near my house, a regular sized light grey wooden house with a red wooden roof (Iâm not going into details on my house. Trust me. Itâs a pain to explain everything to you readers, you know?), I turned around towards Snowy and said, âI have a question to ask. Please donât get upset, okay?â
She began to blush and nodded weakly. I knew she was gonna scream if I asked her my question. I sighed, took a deep breath and asked, âDo you have a crush on somepony?â
Snowy then began blush bright red and let out a loud scream (told you readers). âHow do you know that?!â she screamed.
âHey, hey! Calm down! Itâs just a rumor I overheard! I swear!â I shouted in fear.
âFrom whom?â she asked.
I gulped. It wasnât easy to lie to her. It worked a couple. But sometimes, it didnât. I took a deep breath and said, âThe townsfolk told me.â
Snowy raised her eyebrow. âFine. Iâll ask everypony in town then to see if youâre telling the truth or not.â
Now I was in deep trouble. If she asked everypony in town, Iâd lose my position as mayor of Coltington. I stopped her from flying away and said nervously, âOkay, okay. Fine. Emerald told me.â
Her eyes widened. âBut why would he tell you that?â she asked.
âI have no idea and donât ask how he found out because I donât know myself. So who is this âsomeponyâ you have a crush on?â I asked.
Snowy began to blush again. I knew this would be embarrassing for her to say. She looked at me and asked, âPromise me you wonât tell anypony, not even that pony I like?â
I nodded and said, âI promise, Snowy Swift.â
She took a deep breath and said, âItâs Emerald Clover.â
My jaw dropped. The pony that told me that Snowy had a crush on somepony was the pony she had a crush on? âYou have a crush onâŚhim?â I asked.
âShush! You said youâd promise!â she said quickly and nervously.
Thatâs right. I did. âDonât worry, Snowy. I wonât tell anypony.â
She then let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, she and I heard a noise near us. We looked and saw a green pony running away. Pretty obvious who that was, right readers? âOh no! Was thatâŚ?â Snowy asked in fear.
I sighed and said, âIt was. Obviously, he mustâve followed us just to find out who that somepony that you had a crush on was.â
âBut what am I going to do? What if he hates me for not telling him?â Snowy asked nervously.
I sighed again. This was why I didnât like being a relationship counselor, always getting stuck in drama. âWell thereâs only one solution to your problem, Snowy,â I said.
âWhatâs that, Mayor Sharp Mind?â she asked.
âTell him you have a crush on him,â I said.
Snowy began to blush extremely bright red. âWHAT!?â she shouted.
âHey! Keep your voice down. Also it might be for the best to tell him. Otherwise youâre gonna miss out on something special for you,â I said.
âWell that is trueâŚâ she said.
âSo what are you going to do?â I asked.
She then took a deep breath, looked at me and said with confidence, âIâm gonna tell him how I feel.â
I nodded and watched her fly towards Emerald. As soon as she approached him, he began talking to him and all the sudden, they started talking and laughing all while pointing her hoof at me. I didnât know why but I had a feeling it wasnât good (for me, at least).
As soon as she was done talking to him, she flew back to me and shouted, âHE LOVES ME!â
âWhoa! Geez! Calm down. So what are you two gonna do now that you love each other?â I asked.
âWell weâre gonna go on a date at the Green Leaf Restaurant and we need your help,â she said.
âOkay? Sure? What do you want me to do?â I asked semi-cautiously.
She grinned slyly and said, âWe want you to be our escort to the restaurant.â
âOkay? Is that it?â I asked.
She shook her head. âNope.â
I sighed and asked, âOkay? What else?â
She giggled and said, âWe want you to be the cook and cook us something for us.â
I sighed again and said, âOkay. Fine. Iâll do it. When is your date?â
She grinned widely and said, âTonight!â
I facehoofed. I shouldâve known.
The End, for nowâŚ