> Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust > by SandyShores > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > The First Day > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was early morning when rays of sunlight began peeking through the window. Pixie began to toss and turn in her bed, but before she could begin her bargaining with Celestia to keep to the sun down for the day, her mother interrupted “Pixie dear wake up sweetie. You don’t want to miss for your first day, do you?” ‘But I’d love to miss the first day’ Pixie thought to herself. Pixie Dust was a Pegasus filly that had just moved with her mother from the loud and bustling city of Cloudsdale to the calm and quiet town of Ponyville. Pixie was never a strong flyer and was teased at her old school in Cloudsdale for being the weakest there. Her mother, Fairy Dust, thought it would be best if she were able to get a fresh start. She’d heard about Ponyville from a friend who much like Pixie Dust was a weak flyer in her youth and teased for it, she had told Fairy Dust about how much more friendly and welcoming Ponyville was, and recommended them to move there. But this was her first day at the new school and Pixie was afraid to meet new ponies, she never made any friends at her old school, and was terrified that this new school would be just as bad. However Pixie Dust knew how hard her mother was trying to help her and she had to try and meet some friends, and that wouldn’t happen if she stayed in bed and pretended to be sick. “Coming mom.” she slowly made her way out of bed and down the stairs of the new home. Pixie reluctantly grabbed the first sack lunch of many off the table and made her way out the door, before being stopped by her mother. “Pixie wait” her mother said “please sit down, I want to talk to you.” Pixie Dust took a seat at the kitchen table and immediately looked to the floor for comfort. She wanted to tell her mother that she didn’t want to go to this new school, she was afraid the kids would still pick on her even at this new school, and she wouldn’t make any friends anyway. But she knew she couldn’t say that. So instead she just listened. “Pixie sweetie, I know this is hard for you, and I know the other fillies were mean at the old school, but things are going to be different here. The other fillies here aren’t focused on flying, so they won’t mind if you’re not the strongest flyer. And if things don’t work out here we can try another town and if that doesn’t work out either we’ll try again until someone realizes just how special you are.” Tears began to roll down Fairy Dust’s cheek. “Above all else know that I love you Pixie. Now go I don’t want you to be late for your first great day.” Pixie Dust was speechless, she left her house with tears running down her cheek as well as she made her way over to the new school. > The New Student > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- ‘Well there it is’ she told herself. She put head down and made across the school field. She passed by a few other fillies and tried her best not to be noticed, especially not as the new filly. When she walked by she noticed the other fillies that must be in the same class. She saw two unicorn colts playing tag when one of them ran into a tree. She also saw a red haired filly playing hopscotch, and three fillies, a unicorn, a Pegasus and an earth pony running around like crazy ponies. Pixie Dust was able to quietly make her way into the schoolhouse, just narrowly missing being ran into by one of the unicorn colts. “Good morning my little ponies, today we are going to learn about pony weather, but first I take it some of you may have noticed a new face in our class. Every pony please say hello to miss Pixie Dust, she’s here from Cloudsdale.” The teacher said. The class did its best to welcome the new student by asynchronously shouting ‘hi’ to the new filly, their warmest welcome, when Pixie noticed a white unicorn filly staring at her, then at her flank, then back at her. She turned to her friends and giggled something Pixie couldn’t make out. ‘I just hope these ponies don’t make fun of me for my blank flank. I just want this day to end.’ Pixie thought to herself. After a day of learning about how the pegasi make weather in Cloudsdale, which was surprisingly boring to the filly Pegasus herself, as she had learned about that a hundred times over at her old school, she made her way out the schoolhouse and way quickly stopped by the white unicorn who ran to catch up with her. “Hi, I’m Sweetie Belle and you must be Pixie Dust.” The unicorn was so happy she was nearly bouncing. “Oh hi.” said Pixie Dust reluctantly. “I couldn’t help but notice you don’t have your cutie mark.” Sweetie Belle cheerfully announced. “Oh right well about that.” “That’s great, well what I mean is none of us have our cutie marks either.” Sweetie Belle turned to show Pixie Dust her own blank flank. Pixie Dust noticed that Sweetie Belle in fact didn’t have a cutie mark and thought maybe she wouldn’t make fun of her. “Oh, I guess you don’t. But what do you mean ‘none of us’?” Just then two other filly’s came up behind Sweetie Belle. “Sweetie Belle we told ya not ta sneak up on her, and that you’d scare her.” Said the yellow earth pony. “Sorry girls, but look I told you, she doesn’t have her cutie mark either.” Sweetie Belle announced to her friends. “Wow, well would ya look at that. Say how’d you like to join our club, seeing as you don’t have yer cutie mark neither.” The yellow filly asked. “Well I uhm..” Pixie Dust was afraid these fillies might be setting up a prank to pull on her, and then she saw an orange filly who also had wings and no cutie mark. “You’re a Pegasus?” Said Pixie Dust, this was the first time she’d actually been excited all day. “Yep sure am, and as soon as I learn to get off the ground I’m gonna be a great flyer, might even get my cutie mark in flying. Name’s Scootaloo and that’s Applebloom.” Scootaloo announced. “Yea an together we form th” “THE CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS!” Sweetie Belle gladly interrupted. > The Clubhouse > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Okay now open your eyes!” Sweetie Belle announced. “Uhm, ok but I’m still blindfolded.” Pixie Dust said. The Cutie Mark Crusaders had blindfolded and led Pixie Dust to their clubhouse, where they hoped she’d want to join and become the newest member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Applebloom facehoofed as she went to remove Pixie Dust’s blindfold. “There now open yer eyes.” Pixie Dust looked up to see she was inside what must’ve been the wooden clubhouse of the Cutie Mark Crusaders complete with maps of the town on the wall with red X’s covering most of the map. “Allow us to show you some of the highlights of our clubhouse” Applebloom said. Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle began showing some of the ‘highlights’ of the clubhouse. “This is where we do our roll call”. Applebloom said as the other crusaders demonstrated the roll call. “This is where we eat our lunch.” As they demonstrated on an empty plate how they eat their imaginary food. “And this is where we stand when we wanna think up great ideas.” As Sweetie Belle demonstrated a great idea. Applebloom noticed Pixie Dust seemed speechless, that or uninterested, and called a group meeting. “Thought she’d be more impressed.” Applebloom told the other crusaders. “She’s from Cloudsdale, if we wanna impress her we have to really wow her.” Sweetie Belle admitted. “I know, what if we take her out for a day of crusading, then she’ll really wanna join.” Scootaloo said. All the while Pixie Dust stood there speechless, she wasn’t sure if this was actually happening or if she was actually dreaming. ‘Do these girls really want me to join their club?’ She thought to herself. ‘Do they really want me to join?’ She asked herself. Scootaloo broke the silence “Say Pixie Dust, how’d you like to go out with us for the day and try crusading for your Cutie Mark with us? It’s a new adventure everyday?” She asked the silent filly. “Really you want me to go on adventures with you” Pixie was admittedly stunned. “Well a’coarse we do, we’ll all try and figure out each other’s special talent.” Applebloom told her. “Yeah and if you like it you can officially join our club.” Scootaloo said. Pixie Dust was nearly glowing with excitement, she might make real friends. ‘Wow no one’s ever been this nice to me before.’ “Of coarse I’ll go adventuring with you. So what are we gonna try first?” > Pixie Comes Home > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fairy Dust paced back and forth in the new unfamiliar kitchen. ‘Where is she, oh where is she.’ She was more than afraid that something had happened to Pixie as she wasn’t home yet and it was beginning to get late. She looked at the clock to confirm that it was in fact getting late, and looked over at the new purple maned doll that sat on the table. Fairy Dust had spent most of the day cleaning and rearranging the new home of the mother-daughter pair, but earlier in the day she had went to the local shop which sold the collectable dolls known as ‘Equestrian Girls’, her daughters favorite. She was afraid they didn’t sell them in the new town but to her surprise a collectibles shop had a larger array of the dolls than in Cloudsdale. She picked up a Purple maned doll that she knew Pixie had her eye on, and hoped that however difficult her first day was that the new doll would at least cheer her up. But now it was getting later, any rational explanation she was able to conceive as to why her daughter still wasn’t home just didn’t add up. She’d always come straight home after a long day at school, and although she’d usually be upset after another rough day, she began to worry that something worse had happened. Fairy Dust made her way over to the closet and grabbed her coat, she decided to go looking for her daughter, and only hoped nothing bad had happened to her. However before she was able to get her coat on, the front door opened and her daughter burst thought with as much energy as a certain pink pastry chef. “Mom, mom you won’t believe what happened today!” She announced. “Pixie Dust are okay, what happened dear?” Her mother responded, still worried something was wrong. Pixie Dust took a deep breath before starting. “ImadeNewFriendsAndIBecameAnOfficialCutieMarkCursaderAndWeHadSoMuchFunAndIDidntGetMyCutieMarkButWeCameSoCloseAndI…” “Woah, slow down sweetie you’re talking like the crazy pink pastry chef I met today.” Her mother admitted. “I met these three fillies, they don’t have their Cutie Marks either.” Pixie Dust said. “Oh really and they nice to you?” Her mother asked. “They were super nice, they spent the whole day showing me around their secret clubhouse and trying to get their Cutie Marks with me. And at the end of the day they made me an official member of their club.” Pixie Dust told her mother. “Wo…really?! You made new friends. I’m so happy for you, so your first day went well?” “It was amazing mom, thank you so much for moving us here, all the ponies here are so nice and friendly, and you were right, nopony cares that I can’t fly.” Pixie Dust moved her attention to the new doll that sat on the table. “Is that the Moondancer doll I’ve been looking for?” Fairy Dust barely remembered the doll she was so excited to give her daughter. “Oh, right. Yea I found a shop in town that sells your favorite ‘Equestria Girl’ dolls and I knew how much you wanted Moondancer.” “Oh mom thank you so much, I’ve wanted her for so long!” Pixie Dust admitted. “Oh Sweetie I’m just so happy you had a great day, and if you’d like we can go to the shop tomorrow and you can pick out a few more.” Fairy Dust told her daughter. “Wow really mom, thank you, thank you, you are the best mom in world, and this has been the best day ever!” Pixie Dust said. “I um, sure sweetie, now I see how excited you are, why don’t you run upstairs and play with Moondancer, and we’ll talk about your friends a little later.” Fairy Dust said. “Ok mom, thank you so much.” Pixie said before cheerfully running up the stairs to play with her newest doll. Fairy Dust sat at the table and stared out the window completely speechless. Her daughter’s words still bouncing around in her head. ‘This has been the best day ever’ She kept thinking about the words her daughter had just said. She looked over at the Picture of them hanging on the wall, that she’d just hung up, as tears began to roll down the side of her cheek.