> Pup: The Kind and Hated
>  by brony laughsatme
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> Kitty cat
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Pup: The Kind and Hated

Story by; Brony laughsatme 
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Chapter 1


I woke with a start. I didn't know what happened, all I knew is I was badly injured.

I looked at my left fore-paw, it was definitely broken. I could give a fuck about the pain, but I won't. I have endured a lot more than broken paw before.

'First order of business find out where the fuck I am.'

"Hello!" I called to taking a step. I winced at the pain I felt in my paw. "Hello?!" I shouted taking a three legged hop/step. I tripped over something landing in a pool of wet, crimson red liquid.

I sniffed it. The liquid smelled like iron. "Blood?!" I shrieked, almost pissing right where I stood.

I walked up to the thing I tripped on, it was mutilated with its throat torn out.

I knew it was a wolf but I couldn't recognize who because of the severe beating she obviously had gotten.

I inhaled through my nose... I smelled a feint blueberry scent under the coating of iron and decay. This crimson red wolf used to be my mother.

I sighed, I thought about crying over it, but I felt no remorse for the bitch.

She had hated me for a lot of things.

One; being the runt of all the pups.

Two; because I couldn't eat meat because of a birth defect.

Three; because the pack had hated me.

Suddenly I remembered the alpha saying that, "Any wolf pup that Repeatedly disgraces the pack the mother would be killed, and the pup cast out and abandon."

Looking back now, he had never even taken an eye off of me. My mother had never loved me, and she was never afraid to say "I hate you, Pup."

Pup, I never had a name so that is what I was called. I took it in stride though, going as far as to call myself that. Pup, that is MY name, and nothing will take that away from me. I was so comfortable with death and things that I loved dying or going away, that I couldn't very well find a reason to feel sorry for the one thing I hated most: Her.

I turned to look at my surroundings. I had learned survival skills, that being because I was always left alone to fend for myself and what not.

The only one who ever loved me was my sister. She taught me things, and she loved me. But, she was forced to run away when mother caught her reading. It was forbidden to read and write. I hated my life after that.

I knew a lot of words to say, my sister even said she'd go so far as to say my vocabulary was rather high for my age. But it wasn't enough I wanted learn to know more, I wanted to read. But without my sister I had no one to teach... or love me and she was more of a mother than the bitch that was currently laying in a pool of her own blood.

My mother getting murdered wasn't the reason I started crying right then. It was the thought of my sister. Of what she had told me before she left.

"Pup, when you get cast out I want you to go to a town named Ponyville. I want you to find a mare there named Vinyl Scratch, I gave her something you will stay with her. You will go to school with ponies and get an education. You will never have to see the pack again. I love you."

"I love you too, Snowflake" I said sobbing at the memory. After about an hour of this I stood up and walked, or limped away from the blood stained corps of my mother.

It occurred to me that she had tears in her eyes when she said this, and what she had said. "When," she said. She had never said 'if' or anything like that, she said "When you get cast out."

I guess it wouldn't surprise me if she knew. I was way to young, so I wouldn't have even caught the word being used.

I turned back, "I hope it hurt a lot, you stupid bitch," I said to my mom and turned around and continued walking.


~~~~~


It had been two whole days and I had been walking for the entire time. I was very hungry and thirsty.

I sniffed the air, and sighed of relief. 'water' I thought.

I continued hobbling on three paws, because it really hurt to use my broken one.

Eventually I came across a pond. I wasn't very surprised when I saw it. It was green and bubbles arose out of it. I walked up to it and took a big sniff.

I whimpered because it smelled of harmful poisons and filth, it was completely undrinkable.

"Guess I need to keep moving then," I sadly said to myself.

I hung my head and proceeded to limp away from the pond. I had been walking for what felt like hours when I noticed the trees weren't there any more.

"Dammit, I fucking hate it when this happens!" I yelled in frustration.

I took good look around and instead of trees there were big huts. Like the one that one zebra lives in, but they were better looking than that old piece of shit.

"Hmm must be a town," I said looking around.

I thought I saw a shadow behind a window. But it was gone before I could catch a good look. I looked around, "Must be a ghost town," I said to myself.

a few minutes later

I bit down on the table cloth and ripped it into four sections. I laid them over by a small bush. My paw hurt very badly. My mother was at least kind enough to teach me how to treat broken bones, so she didn't have to hear me complain.

I lifted my left fore-paw off the ground once more and proceeded to walk with the three healthier limbs I had.

I took some cloth and folded it up until it was half my foreleg's length. I put the sticks I found on each side of my paw and wrapped the cloth tightly around it. I tied it in a knot to secure it from coming loose.

Then I tied the other four pieces around my neck so they wouldn't get lost. I might need them later

"Meow"

"Da fuck," I said looking for the culprit behind the noise.

"Aww, a kitty," I said. That is another reason I got cast away because I loved animals. I always had a soft spot for cats. I couldn't keep one though, or the pack would kill it. I decided to try my chances with the kitten, it was very clearly malnourished.

"You hungry?"

Silence...

"C'mon lets find something to eat," I said, limping over to the small kitten. I smiled at it and then I picked it up in my mouth by the hide of it's neck. When I did so I heard a muffled gasp.  

I froze and listened....

Silence...

After I assured myself that my mind was playing tricks on me, because I had not eaten or drank in two days or had not slept in that time period.

I shrugged it off and put the white kitten on my back. It climbed up to my neck and made itself comfortable.

I started walking and eventually came in to a park it was very charming. Lots of flowers and stuff.

The cat was now asleep on my back and purring lightly. I smiled at the sight of my new kitten. I couldn't stop smiling, until I realized something.

"Crap, I don't know what cats eat!" I yelled angry at myself. I had not thought of that before I offered the kitten dinner.

I sighed and started walking toward town, until I heard...snoring? I sniffed the air. There was something in the air that I had not smelled before. I perked my ears up and followed the sound.

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Chapter 2


I had been following the noise I'd been hearing for about a minute, when I finally came across the owner of the very loud snore.

It was a pony of some sort I wonder if waking it for a stupid question would be rude.

I gently sat beside the bench and waited for it to wake up. I didn't have to wait long for 'something' to wake up though.

A sharp pain went through my back. The snow white kitten slid down my back, her claws extended and latched like a zipper on my hide. Her claws were to small to do anything except inflict a series of shallow scratches to my back though, and she fell to the ground.

The lazy albino kitten was just milking me for a free ride/napping spot, while I was busy trying to find somewo- or "some-pony," (in this case) who would be willing to help me find food for her.

And the thanks I get, is the luxury of being used as a scratching post.

I looked towards the pony again. She was looking at me.

We sat there awkwardly staring at each other for a moment before she spoke up.

"What do you want, Dog?" She said with a venomous tone. She had a scratchy voice. She was black, with a horn and bug like wings. I noticed some holes in her legs, but they didn't seem to be bothering her at the moment so I didn't ask.

She stood up and jumped off the bench, landing in front of me with an audible thud.

I had never been the tallest, well I had never been taller than any-wolf. I was a runt, and wouldn't grow to be as big as my siblings. But she stood at not even eye level. Her head could probably reach my lower jaw and that's about it. So she was either a runt, or just to young for her age.

"Oh, are you a runt, too?" I said my tail wagging a little, anticipating the idea of having something in common with some-pony, would lead to me making a friend.

She looked confused then she smiled and pointed a hoof at me and burst out laughing.

"And whats so funny."

After she was done laughing she got up and punched me. I fell to the ground with a soft thud and blacked out. I vaguely remember something about an insult being directed towards her.

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I was surrounded by darkness. I couldn't see anything. But I heard voices.

"But Tavi, we promised her we would take care of him."

"Vinyl..." another unfamiliar voice sighed, "very well but we have to get the cat out of here."

My eyes suddenly shot open and I leaped up, I landed on three paws in front of the grey one's hoof, before she could touch my cat.

I growled at the grey one... 'Wait was that pony growling back?' I thought very confused. She looked very intimidating when she did that, even for something without claws or devoid of sharp fangs.

The white one just stood there grinning at us. There was always an alpha female and this must have been the one here.

"I'm sorry, I-I d-didn't know... please don't hurt me." I said, very afraid I was going to be hurt like my mother did when she found me trying to run away.

I always steered clear of the adult wolves. I would always get in trouble for nothing, but seeing how I just growled at what I supposed was an alpha female, my future really didn't seem good.

"Didn't know what, dear?" She said, her expression almost going softer than my kitten's.

"That you were the matriarch," I said, carefully choosing my words. A few seconds of her blankly staring at me and I got the feeling she wasn't going to hurt me.

The grey pony got a smile and snootily stuck her muzzle in the air, striking a pose. "You hear that, Vinyl? I'm the matriarch," she said, while the white one just snickered at her.

"I don't even know what that means," she smiled, as if she was proud that her lack of wit had saved her from being the ass end of a joke.

"Hey, may I ask the weird pony a question?" I asked the grey one.

"Wait I am not Wei-" the white unicorn retorted before the grey one shoved her hoof in her face covering her mouth.

"You may," she said, snickering at the white unicorn.

"Well your name is, Vinyl, right?" I asked hopefully.

"Eeyup," she said growing a massive smile, "Why"

"Um... As in Vinyl Scratch?" I asked hopefully

"Yea, the one and only," she said giving a small bow.

"Aww sweeet! I thought I would have to travel the world to find you!!" I yelled, leaping off of the fluffy couch I realized I'd been laying on. I went back up to grab my kitten.

I grabbed the skin at the back of her neck in my maw and put her on the ground. I laid down beside her so she could climb on my back.

When she was on my back and I could safely stand up, without knocking her off her perch I looked towards the ponies.

They were staring at me in shock. I decided they should be asked 'what the fuck they were so amused by.'

"What?" I nonchalantly stated.

"I thought you were going to eat the cat," the grey one stated.

I looked down in shame and decided to tell them. I mean they were both nicer than my mother. She never let me talk about it. And these ponies didn't eat meat either, so I figured I'd tell them.

"Well..."

"Yes?"

I sighed. "I can't eat meat... I was born with a rare condition known only to blood wolves. I can't digest meat properly and I was rendered a vegetarian because of it. My mother a-always said she h-hated me for it... Every-wolf  hated me for it..." My eyes began to water.

I couldn't take it, it felt like I just realized everything hated me, and wanted me dead because I was stupid and a freak.

I looked down in shame and sobbed thinking of how mean the others were to me because of my condition. I felt almost as sad as I did when my sister left. Like I was the most worthless thing to set a paw on dirt.

I broke down and laid on the ground violently crying to myself.I cried to myself for a few second before something happened that hasn't happened to me my entire life.

Both ponies ran over to me and wrapped me in their hooves. At first I tried to wriggle my way out of it, thinking they were trying to choke me.

I stopped resisting when I realized they would've done that already if they wanted to. It was weird they just stayed there.

I hardly even noticed when my kitten jumped down and went somewhere else in the house.

It was as if everything felt so... Warm, and safe.

There in that embrace I felt something I had only felt with one wolf.... love.

I shoved my snout in Vinyls chest sobbing very loudly. It was so soft and comforting I couldn't help but feel completely safe around Vinyl and 'Tavi' I think her name was.

It felt like an unspeakable amount of time, before I stopped crying.

By the time I had stopped I was so tired from not eating in a good few days, the knock out blow I took.

Being beat senseless before I had the pleasure of seeing my mother killed, was the only sleep I had gotten for at least 3 days prior to and the mental breakdown I was experiencing. I fell asleep in their embrace.

One last word escaped me before I drifted into darkness.

"Snowflake."

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Chapter 3

I woke up on the fluffy white couch again. Vinyl and Tavi must have moved me. I lay there with my eyes open. I could smell something.

It smelled wonderful. I sat up, indulging in the sweet aroma that filled the air.

My mouth started to water at the thought of food. I was very hungry. I had not had anything to eat since I was cast out. And that was at least four days ago.

I would have ate, but the part of the forest I was in only had poisonous fruits and inedible vegetation.

I know they were poisonous, because I knew the Everfree like the back of my paw. Not to mention damn near every edible plant there.

I mean what do you think I am, I did not just stay in one place and wait for my my mother to pay attention to me. No I was an explorer I even met a dragon, but it was to mean to be friends with. It even had the nerve to chase me away when I offered my friendship to him.

Besides even if she was going to pay any attention to me it was to tell me she hated me or how she wished I would die...

I wished I didn't forgive her. It was wrong what she did, but no-wolf should be treated like anything less than a living thing, even if they hate you and aren't afraid to show it. You can't treat some-pony or some-wolf like dirt because they hate you. Sometimes it is better to treat them kind, even if they do hate you.

'Kind but hated," I mused to myself.

"Morning, sleepyhead," Vinyl said, walking into the room. Her sudden introductions, interrupted me from my thoughts.

"Thank you, for letting me stay, Vinyl and Tavi," I said.

They looked at each other and smiled. Tavi put the orange bottle down.

I looked at it; wondering what was inside the strange object.

"We are going to fix your paw up," Octavia.

"There's nothing wrong with it," I lied, sitting on my Haunches and holding the paw behind my back.

"Then why do you have it bandaged? And why aren't you putting any weight on it?" Tavi asked, opening the bottle.

"Because... It's broken," I sighed in defeat, knowing I had already made the injury obvious, and there was no point in lying.

"Well take this will make it feel better," Vinyl said levitating a glowing blue tablet out of the bottle.

I opened my mouth to try to speak. Finding it was very hard with a tablet being thrown into my mouth and shoved down my throat. I hiccuped, and a puff of blue smoke came out of my mouth.

I felt my paw instantly stop the aching I'd been feeling ever since I had woken up. I took it from behind my back and looked at it, then at Vinyl.

Tavi walked up to me and began taking off the bandages. I shut my eyes and clenched my jaw, waiting for the pain felt from a broken paw being touched. Surprisingly though, it never came.

"There, all better!" She cheered,  smiling brightly.

I opened my eyes. I looked at my paw and gingerly sat it down. No pain.

"Da fuck?" I quietly asked looking at my paw.

I think Vinyl had a mental disability or something because she had burst out laughing for no apparent reason, while Tavi's jaw dropped in surprise.

Tavi turned around and glared daggers at Vinyl. Vinyl on the other-paw was on the ground in a seizure of giggles.

"Oh grow up!" She scolded, annoyed at Vinyl's behavior.

"Dude, I'm like a year older than you!" She choked out.

"But a little short on manners and your maturity level leaves much to be desired!" Octavia stated, as if she were correcting Vinyl.

Vinyl just continued giggling.

"What's so funny?" I asked very confused on why she was laughing.

Octavia turned to me her face softened a bit. "Dear, if you are to be staying here you may not use that language," she said.

"Wait what?!"

Vinyl stopped laughing and got up. She still had an amused  grin plastered on her face. Though, I couldn't see her eyes behind those purple glasses.

"What, your sis didn't tell ya? Me and Octey here are your godmothers," she said nudging Octavia.

"Yes, she entrusted us with you. She said on your third birthday you'd be cast out. She said we were to put you through school and to let you get an education."

"I know all that," I groaned "but what will the other wo- I mean ponies say...aren't we ... You know?"

"Know what?"

I sighed, "... Different?"

"No honey, that uncouth, beast is different," Octavia said pointing a hoof to Vinyl who loudly burped, and ate a piece of candy off the floor.

Octavia grimaced at the sight.

Vinyl noticed this, and smiled so innocently.

I swear on my right paw I heard a squeaking sound.

I spoke up, deciding to ignore the sound, "no she's just weird. I mean we aren't  the same species," I stated.

"Gee thanks, Pup, nice to know I'm appreciated around here."

"Your welcome... Wait how do you know my name?" I asked confused.

"Dude, your sis told us everything there is to know about you, and how hard ya had it there. But don'cha worry your pretty little head. Me and Octey are here to make the big meanie's go away," she said, walking up to me and rubbing my head.

"Hey, What about my sister?" I glared asked her. Instantly an awkward silence fell on the room.

I knew there was something I wasn't being told, something I should be told.

Octavia smiled nervously. "Well, it is time for breakfast," Octavia said, breaking the silence.

I broke the angry glare I was giving Vinyl at the thought of food. My tail started uncontrollably wagging.

I was still mad at her reluctance to answer my question though. But I decided to save that for another time.

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After we were done eating Octavia had insisted Vinyl teach me how to bath.

"Ok, Pup its ready!" The white unicorn called.

I for one was under Octavia's bed and was hiding.

(Don't judge me I had no idea what a bath was.)

"He's under the bed, Vinyl!" Octavia yelled as she put on a collar, with a pink thing on it.

"Fuckin snitch!" I yelled on instinct. After it was all said I slapped my paws to cover my mouth.

The bed slid out from over top of me. "What did you say?!" The grey mare's voice bellowed, clearly pissed off.

I ran in between her hooves and proceeded to make a B-line towards the bathroom.

When I closed the door I heard a click. I looked behind me to see Vinyl's horn aglow. She had picked me up and levitated me to the tub.

"No please!! I'll be good! Mom stop, p-please!!!!" I screamed I began seeing flashes of my mom and almost past out.

At the very moment Vinyl had released her magical grip on me and sat me down.

I sat there shaking in fear. I thought my mother was there. I thought she was going to hurt me again. I saw her... She was in the room. I was scared. She had came into the room.

Vinyl wrapped a warm towel around me and hugged me tightly. I was crying violently and still shaking violently.

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After I calmed down Vinyl explained the importance of bathing everyday, and how the bath was very fun when you had bubbles in it. She also mentioned something about getting me a prize if I was good in the tub.

After getting in the bath. I did find out bubbles are the coolest thing I had seen since, that waffle thing we had for breakfast. But bubbles didn't taste as good.

"Can I do this everyday, Vinyl?"

She looked at me dumbfounded, "Dude, its not that fun is it?"

I nodded.

"Hey Octey is the one using the bathroom everyday not me."

"Hey you said it was important to bath everyday."

"Yeah, and I also told Tavi I wouldn't do your hair like mine, but things need to be said," Vinyl said proudly.

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Chapter 4 

I stood there in the bathroom as looking at my reflection. I had never knew I was white. I never had a bath of any kind before, so I originally thought I had brown fur.

But I had crimson red eyes, a fluffy white coat, on top of my head was black and it looked very similar to Vinyl's if not identical, my tail was the same color of pure black and was very fluffy without all the tangles, dirt, and those prickly things that stuck to my fur and are really hard to get off.

I took a break from the mirror. I heard my cat meow.

"No, dude what the fuck?!" Vinyl screamed and a crashing sound resounded through the house.

Me and Octavia ran towards the kitchen to see if Vinyl and my cat were Ok.

We found the most hilarious sight I've ever seen.

Vinyl stood glaring at the cat who now stood halfway inside a potato chip bag eating.

"So that's what cats eat," I said then looking to Vinyl, "So does this mean she can stay inside,"

Vinyl looked at Octavia who was suppressing the urge to giggle.

"What?!" Vinyl asked looking confused.

"You bought cat food and stuff, I thought it meant we could keep her," I said.

Vinyl and Octavia both started giggling, not laughing uncontrollably, just that weird fillyish giggle that gets on a wolf's (Remember he's a wolf) nerves cause they know they're not being told something.

"What is the big idea?!"

Octavia stopped giggling "Pup, that is not cat food, they are 'potato' chips."

"Oh," I sighed out, saddened by the fact they didn't say yes.

"Don't get a long face, Puppy, we didn't say no," Vinyl said putting on her devilish grin and laying a hoof on my shoulder.

I looked up at her smiling and my tail started wagged I couldn't figure out why it did that. I really couldn't give a fuck.

"We will buy cat kibble, later," Octavia said.

"Thank you!!" I yelled nuzzling Octavia's leg. She put a hoof around my back and pulled me into a tight one hoofed hug.

"My sister said that I was allowed to read here, is that true?" I asked both mares. They smiled brightly at me.

"Oh your sister didn't mention you could read already," Octavia said with a hint of confusion in her voice.

"I can't..." I stated putting my head down in silent shame. "I was kinda hoping one of you would teach me?" I asked hopefully.

"Well we could try... You are still to young to go to school and I think it would be a perfect head start, to get used to reading before hoof," Octavia said bringing a huge smile to my face.

I ran up to her and squeezed her in a very tight hug.

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After everything was ready, we were about to leave for the market.

There was a knock at the door.

Octavia went to it and opened, she screamed and tried to close it but a black hoof kept it at bay.

"Please just hear me out," a deep bug like voice sounded.

Octavia sighed and stepped away from the door. The door pushed open and revealed two ponies with black, shiny, skin and holes all over their legs.

"Ah, you must be the one we are here for," he said before Octavia ran in front of the gaze that was directed towards me.

"And what, pray tell, do you want with him," Octavia said, voice gushing with venom.

The female walked up and started, "Is it alright if our daughter says something to ...?"

"Pup," I called from behind the grey mare.

"Explain yourself, why does your daughter want to speak with him?" Octavia asked a little venom and a bit of confusion lacing her voice.

"I don't!" A younger but still bug like voice came before a young pony thing came out from behind her dad, flashing an evil glare towards me.

"You did wrong and you will apologize," Her mom said with a stern voice that meant to be listened to.

"Fine, I am sorry," she said not taking her eyes off her mother's.

"No, your not talking to me. Apologize to Pup."

Octavia stepped out of the way of the stomping filly who kept saying vulgar things under her breath.

When she got to me she looked at me not with hate, though not a very pleasant look either.

"I'm am very, fucking-"

"Hey! Watch your mouth young changeling, or do you want to eat a bar of soap again?!" Her dad's deep voice yelled.

The young changeling sighed and looked back at me. "Sorry...for...hitting...you," she said through gritted teeth.

"It's cool," I said nonchalantly putting on a smile.

"Now, apologize to this kind pony for talking dirty in her house," her father stated in a pissy voice.

"Sorry, ma'am," she said with a smile and then turned back to glare at me.

I stuck my tongue out at her as she turned to leave, and Octavia, smacked the back of my head, eliciting a snicker from the changeling.

"Well I think we mistook them. We should go to the Mayor's office and tell her that they won't harm any-pony, and they aren't all mean," Octavia stated matter-of-factly

"That one bit- I mean filly was," I caught myself on one of the words Octavia told me not to use.

"Well what happened when I was in the shower," Vinyl said walking in the room with a towel around her head. "Sup dude, nice hair," she said noticing the similar design to her mane and my hair.

> B#@CH
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Chapter 5


Vinyl and Octavia had taken me to the market place. There Octavia told me to pick something out and if it wasn't too expensive, she'd buy it for me.

I was overjoyed, I had never felt as happy as I had at that moment, then I had in my entire life.

(Seeing as that was my first gift I had received in my life.)

I looked at everything the market stand had to offer. Most only had food and flowers and a couple book stands. Though I didn't really want anything that would be gone by the end of the day.

Then I spotted one stand, it had other things, like clothes and toys. At first I thought about getting the stuffed bear, but i decided against it. 'It probably won't last long and I hate the way the fucking thing just stares,' I thought.

I looked to the clothes section of the stand. To my surprise I found something that reminded me of my sister; a blue bandanna.

It reminded me of her, because she always wore a white bloodstained bandanna.

"I want this, Tavi," I said pointing a paw at it.

She look at me and smiled, not a smile that stated she was so happy she could scream curse words at random ponies as they walked by, and yet not a sarcastic smile that had 'I'm a bitch and love it' written on it.

No this was a smile of a confused and pleasantly surprised pony.

"Are you sure, Pup?" She asked cautiously.

I looked at her confused, "Why wouldn't I be sure?" I asked the grey mare.

"Wouldn't you prefer a toy to a piece of cloth?" she gesturing to the stuffed bear.

"Octey, I want this one," I whined "please?" I did my best puppy dog face.

(Which fit perfectly because, technically I am just a big version of a sentient dog.)

Octavia sighed regretfully, "Alright, but I want no complaining about how you should have picked something else. Understood?"

I mock saluted and the grabbed the blue bandanna in my mouth. I threw it around my neck and sat on my haunches, lifting my fore-paws to the end and tying them into place.

'Aww I must look like a fucking boss right now,' I thought to myself.

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As we finished shopping, we started home. Octavia had her saddle bags full of books and food. Vinyl had her's filled with chords, round disc shaped things, and in her magic had a big bag of cat food.

It was still midday and we had already stopped for lunch; which consisted of dandelions and some sort of semi-edible thing they called 'bread.'

Octavia turned to me and spoke up, drawing my attention away from a big red pony, who looked friendly enough despite his size.

"Why don't you go play in the park," she suggested.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because it's a beautiful day out, and you have yet to make any friends here."

"My cat and you guys are my friends," I stated matter-of-factly.

"We don't count we are you god-mothers," the white unicorn spoke up. "And besides, I think Octey, might mean ponies your age and something more than a pet... Hey, what is that thing's name anyway?"

I thought for a moment, putting a paw up to my chin. "Her name is gonna be, Snowball," I said, happy that I found a name for my kitten.

~~~~~

When we walked our separate ways, it didn't take me long to reach the park.

It was a lot more livelier, when the ponies weren't hiding from the changelings.

There were ponies everywhere. They were all in groups and throwing stuff at each other. Discs and balls were being thrown through the air to other ponies across from them.

I don't know why I was so nervous. 'It might be the fact last time I even talked to a wolf my age his mother broke my leg, and my mom broke three of my ribs,' I thought to myself.

'C'mon ponies are way different then wolves are, you can't be scared of your mother because, that bitch is dead as fuck,' my thoughts argued with one another.

I turned to leave. Something stopped me, though. I heard a sound as heartbreaking as a bunny caught in a trap. I heard crying.

I went over to investigate the noise, which I soon found out to be behind a lush, green bush.

The whimpering continued as I pushed my way through the assaulting sticks and leaves.

I noticed a few more voices, I could hear them saying mean things like, "You should just kill yourself," and "You are so stupid."

I don't know why but I got really pissed off at the voices. They had such bitchy tones to them. The kinds of tones that just makes you want to smack a hoe.

I came out of the bushes to find three fillies.

One had a pink coat and a weird hat thing on her head. The other was standing next to her, this one was grey with a whitish, silver mane, which was styled into a braided ponytail.

The last was a orange filly, with a short violet mane and tail. She had wings, so she was a Pegasus. This one was the one crying.

None of them even noticed me. The two standing, just continuing to pile on the insults.

It was then I noticed something, she was bleeding from a hoof and clutching it.

When I noticed this I got so pissed off that I couldn't think.

"Hey!!!" I screamed, startling the two fillies standing. "What the hell is wrong with you?!?!?!"

The pink one smirked and turned towards me. "Oh no, what is a mutt like yo-"

"Did I tell you to fucking talk, Bitch?!?!" I spat with venom lacing every word. I was glaring daggers at her right now, she was taken aback by my use of the curse words Octavia said never to say.

"Look at her foreleg, notice anything?!" I asked sarcastically, still a little louder than I should have.

The pink and grey pony looked toward the bleeding filly, and then back at me. They were smirking.

"No I don't see a thing wrong with it, do you?" The grey one asked looking toward the pink one. Who just shook her head back and forth.

My eye twitched, I was pissed.

"How can you be so fucking cruel?! Oh, wait I know, it's probably because nobody likes you two, bitches, and you have to pick on a wounded filly to make ponies notice you. Hmm I wander..."

"Hey, mutt, you can-" the grey one started, only to be cut of by my yelling again.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!! WHY DON'T YOU DIE, DO THIS WHOLE FUCKING WORLD A FAVOR AND DIE!!! Dig a mother fucking hole, fill it with flammable shit, light it on fire, jump in it, and die!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

The two fillies burst into tears, and ran away. 'Easier than I expected,' I thought.

I walked over to the injured Pegasus filly, she had allot of blood around her.

She was swaying back and forth about ready to fall over. I looked down to the wound.

There was a big gash in it that looked, and smelled fresh. The wound was no doubt self inflicted.

"Lev meh alun," she tried.

"Yea like that's gonna happen, I'm gonna help you," I said sternly. My mind set on playing a role in helping a pony or any kind of animal out.

When she didn't answer I took it as a sign to continue playing hero.

I pulled off my new bandanna and wrapped it firmly around her cut. She winced in pain as I pulled tight on the cloth.

After I was done patching her up, I picked her up and laid her across my back. I then made a B-line toward Vinyl and Octey's house.

One problem, she just lost consciousness, I ran faster.

She needed help, and dammit to hell I'm gonna give it to her.

> Tasting blood
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Chapter 6


It was considerably harder than I thought, to carry the unconscious filly. She was pretty heavy for a pegasus, it was very likely that she weighed more than me.

"Help!!!! Somepony, please!!!" I screamed in a desperate tone, as I ran through the bush and into the park.

My cries for help were quickly answered by a rainbow maned pegasus flying down from the sky. 

"What happened?!" She asked examining the small orange pegasus's injured foreleg.

"I don't know, I just saw two fillies bullying her, and I yelled at them. Then I saw the cut and yelled at them more, and they started crying, and ran off. I tried to wrap the cut, but it only slowed the bleeding, and she still passed out from blood loss. Please, she needs help..." I said, amazed that I could say all of that in a single breath.

The rainbow maned pegasus nodded, and without hesitation quickly scooped up the orange filly, and flew off. 

I ran as fast as I could after the airborne pegasus. I wasn't able to catch up, but I saw she flew to a green tent, that was posted in the middle of town not to far away. 

I sprinted towards it, and reached it in about fifteen minutes. I slowed to a walk, and made my way through the pull back door, and into the tent. The tent was a lot bigger on the inside than it was on the outside. 

'Damn horned ponies, they make everything so fucking confusing,' I thought to myself.

I quickly spotted three nurses, gathered around the orange pegasus. One was untying my bandana, which was now soaked in the filly's blood. The other nurse had a bag. The small plastic bag had something that looked like blood being held inside of it. The third, was sewing up the filly's cut. 

I saw the rainbow maned pegasus walk by me and out the door. 

'Well, don't stick around to long, she might wake up soon,' I sarcastically thought. 

I turned towards the nurses and filly again. She now had a needle in the undamaged foreleg. The needle itself was hooked up to a tube. The tube lead to the blood filled bag, which now hung on a metal pole.

I also saw something that made me angry. The nurse that untied my bandana just threw it away. 

"What the hell, that's mine, and I want it back, you can't just throw it away," I said startling the nurses.

I rolled my eyes, at their reaction to my sudden announcement. I decided to walk up to the trash and grab it myself. 

I reached down into the small can and grabbed the blue and red cloth in my maw, pulling the soaking wet object out of the trash. I really didn't care whether or not I got the taste of blood in my mouth. 

To tell the truth, I loved the taste of blood. I couldn't eat meat, and wouldn't hurt a defenseless animal in my life, but I always love the taste of it. I couldn't explain it, but I had alway felt so naughty when I tasted blood, and yet, so good.

After the nurses were done grimacing and gagging over me digging through the trash, or the fact I just pulled out a rag, dripping with crimson blood.

I licked all the blood off of it, and snickered at their disgusted reactions. 

They still weren't saying anything to me though.

I went over and sat down on a chair that sat right next to the bed. 

"Um... Excuse me?" the nurse asked, looking offended by something.

"Yes?" I politely asked back.

"You know, you can't just come in here, and dig in the trash, and then do whatever you please," she bitched at me.

"Look, I'll have you know, that it is very rude to just throw somewolf's or pony's property in the garbage. And I am not doing what ever I please, I am visiting a pony that I might have saved from death," I said, mocking the snobbish tone she had gotten a few seconds ago.

"Actually, a mare named, Rainbow Dash, brought her in," she stated matter-of-factly. 

"I slowed the bleeding, and alerted Rainbow of her location, so I think I am entitled to a visit until she wakes up," I shot back, with the biggest, 'fuck you', look plastered on my face.

She stood for a moment, silent. Then she stomped off. "Disrespectful, mutt," she mumbled under her breath. 

I really hate being called a mutt, it pissed me off. 

I tied my bandana back around my neck. I looked towards the orange filly, she looked weak, probably from the loss of blood. 

I scooted my chair right next to her bed, and sat my head on it. 

'Well I will need to make friends tomorrow then. Sucks I had to deal with this, instead of making a friend,' I thought, sadly.

> Dangerous apology
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


Chapter 7


I woke up, still in the hospital. I realized I  must have fallen asleep, because it was dark out. I could practically taste the cool night air as it blew in from an open window.

I looked to the filly, she was doing a lot better. I could tell by her color, she was very pale when she got here.

'Why would such a pretty filly try to kill herself? And why in the bushes of a public freaking park,' I pondered.

I decided it would be best to go home now. Octavia will probably be pissed at me for staying out so late. She said to be home before dark.

_______________________________

"Pup, you had me and Octey worried sick, we didn't know where you were. You best give a really good story on why your so friggin late," Vinyl said, glaring at me.

"Oh , I don't know, I was probably just saving a freaking life or something," I retorted, giving my own little scowl back. I was really mad at her she wouldn't believe my story about me saving the filly, or that I fell asleep at the hospital.

"Hey don't talk to me that way, I'm not the one who was late!" The blue maned unicorn raised her voice at me.

"I'm not late, I'm early for tomorrow," I sarcastically corrected.

"Okay, smart ass, why don't you go ta your room before some-pony, say something that will get him in more trouble," she said disapprovingly.

"Umm, for your information, I'm not a pony I'm a wolf," I said matter of factly.

"Your grounded."

"What does that mean?"  

"Means whatever I want it to," she stated, adopting a whole new level of bitch.

"Well fuck," I said under my breath.

"What did you just say?" Octavia, who had been sitting quietly behind me and Vinyl, said with a very annoyed look on her face.

"I said, I want fudge," I lied through my teeth.

"No he didn't he said fuck, Octey," Vinyl said pointing a marshmallow hoof at me.

*cough*'snitch'*cough**cough*

"Ahem... go upstairs, we will talk about your punishment in the morning," Octavia said, apparently disappointed.

"Humph, whatever... I shouldn't even be in trouble. I mean I only saved a freaking filly from two bullies, and for that matter death!!" I yelled as I started stomping up the stairs.

"Your really sticking to that story?" Vinyl asked, still not believing me.

"WHY DONCHA GO TO THE HOSPITAL, VISIT HER AND FIND OUT THE TRUTH, RETARD!!" I screamed.

I had no idea why I was so mad, but they didn't believe me, and that pissed me off.

I was at the top of the stairs, ready to make the most aggravated stomping noises I could muster, all the way to my new room, when I heard hoof steps coming up the stairs... Fast.

I abandoned all my efforts to be the best ass hole I can be, and sprinted to that damn door like my life depended on it.

I was almost to it... But the pissed white unicorn caught me in the freaky magic light stuff and held me there.

She got really close to my face, and glared at me. "Don't speak to me like that, me and Octey did not have to let you stay here. But we did because we knew your sister. And you will not treat me or her like shit, ya got that, buster," she whispered menacingly in my ear.

All I could do was nod my head. I didn't dare speak. I was scared shit-less.

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Later that night...

I was in my bed. I felt awful for saying what I said to Vinyl, I didn't know how I could ever face her and Octey again.

I heard her and Vinyl, they were fighting too, I hated myself for it.

'They had literally been doing everything for me since I got here. Hell, Octey even got me a present and offered to teach me how to read. I am the biggest ass in the world,' I thought to myself.

'I have to make it up to them, I'll start with an apology first, then I will work it out from there.'

I hopped of the plush white bed and landed on the floor with a muted thump.

I walked over to the door which still hung open. I walked through the black painted wooden barrier and walked through the hallway.

I looked at the wall. "Holy shi-" my scream was cut of by my face slamming into the opposite wall and a few droplets of blood falling to the ground.

I looked back. I had originally thought another pony was in Vinyl and Octavia's house, but what I saw was a freaking mirror.

I nearly shit myself, just from the sight of my reflection. I could give a shit about that, later. Right now I was on a mission. A mission that required bravery and other stuff I don't know the meaning to.

I continued down the hallway until I came to a stairway. 'Crap I went the wrong way,' mentally scolded myself. I was always getting lost.

Let me clear this up, I have never been lost in a forest, but take away everything and make it simpler and I had as much directional sense as an talking epileptic peach trying to fly.

I turn back around and started walking again.

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*crashing sound*

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"Ow ow ow!!!" I screamed in agony.

I had just crashed into the mirror, and a big hunk of the sharp reflective shit stuck right through my paw, AND IT FUCKING HURT.

I couldn't think, I couldn't process anything but the pain I felt in my paw. I didn't notice Vinyl and Octavia sprint out of their bedroom, just in time to watch me fall down the stairs.

I could hear them yelling, but it sounded muffled and distant... My head, my paw and my chest hurt so bad now, all I could do was whimper.

I must have fell on some more glass shards, because I could feel a very sharp pain, it felt like my insides were being ripped out of me. I couldn't stand it.

I closed my eyes, I didn't want to go to sleep, but I was so tired after landing on my head like that. I just couldn't hold my eyes open.

It felt like my eyelids were made of led weights.

Then, everything faded to darkness. No noise, no light, no pain. I felt the world slip away into the black abyss.

> Memories meant to be forgotten 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


Chapter 8
 

I woke up, I was on a bed. Pony doctors and nurses were running around everywhere.

I was choking on something... 'blood', I thought.

"Nurse!! He's waking up!!!" A grey earth pony shouted. She seemed oddly familiar, but I couldn't place, where I saw them before.

"Redheart, get over here!" A brown stallion called to a white pony.

She was over by my side in an instant. "Why can't you just heal him with magic," that same grey earth pony cried out hysterically.

"Dammit, security! Escort Ms. Scratch and Ms. Philiharmonica out to the lobby!" He practically screamed.

My vision was getting blurry. The I heard the doctor yell again, "Dammit Redheart, where is that sedative?!"

"Here it is doctor!" The nurse cried, handing the doctor a syringe.

He slammed the needle into my neck, I tried to scream in pain, but the only sound that left me was a loud gurgling. After a few seconds I faded back into my dark place.

~~~~~

"Pup, you are a disgrace" a loud female voice rang through the dark cave.

"We render you a burden on this pack your family and your elders, YOU ARE HERE BY OUTCAST!!"

"But I didn't do any-"

"Silence, you disgusting excuse for shit!!" A very loud, deep voice bellowed.

Then it all came to view. A bright flash revealed it all. I was in a huge cave with fifteen wolves encircling me.

The very large wolf looked at me with disgust... Then the bastard smiled... "Hold him," he commanded two of the smaller puppies. Obeying their master's command, two of them jumped on me, they tried grabbing my forelegs. The female had already had my left foreleg, but the male was having trouble... I pulled my paw away from his and scratched him, leaving four healthy sized gashes on the bridge of his muzzle.

"Ha! eat a dick, Fucker!!" I cried triumphantly. My sister  snickered at my brother's struggle.

"You, little fucking peace!! Of!!! SHIT!!!!" He screamed in rage, he ran at me and jumped on top of me. He knocked both me and my sister down, once I was on the ground, he put a paw on my throat, applying pressure. The small black wolf smiled deviously.

He brought his back leg up and slammed it down on my fore-paw.

When he finally let up on my throat I tried to stand up. But one of my other siblings ran at my side, head butting me and throwing me to the ground.

All the wolves started laughing as my brothers and sisters all ganged up on me... The were kicking at me and throwing punches while some held my limbs so I couldn't defend myself.

A few more minutes of this before the alpha called, "alright that's enough," he commanded sounding a bit amused.

"Now, Bring her in..."

~~~~~

"Oh I think he's waking up," an unfamiliar voice said, completely abandoning the reason for the whisper.

I opened my eyes a bit, quickly closing them because of the force assault of light.

I tried again, this time my eyes adjusting to the light correctly.

I stayed in my position, just staring at the ceiling. I had a massive headache and these damn fillies weren't helping much.

I sat up, there indeed were three fillies there, one was white with a pink and purple mane, and the other with a golden coat and a red mane adorning a large pink bow.

I smiled at them. "Sup?" I asked, noticing a pain in my throat.

"Well hi!! I'm Applebloom and this here's Sweetie Bell, we wanted ta thank ya for saving our friend, Scootaloo." They were absolutely beaming at me.  But I hadn't a friggen clue what they were talking about.

I didn't remember saving their friend, fuck I didn't even know how I got here.

I stood up. "No you can't get out of bed," Sweetie Bell, said worriedly.

"And who the fuck are you to tell me what to do?!" I yelled, glaring at the white unicorn filly.

As I jumped from the bed they shielded their eyes. When I was in midair I felt something just tear from my skin.

I screamed, that thin was impaled in my right foreleg and if you wanted to top that kind of pain you should have felt my head.

I had one of the biggest fucking headaches in the world.

"Twilight, help!!" Both young fillies cried out.

Meanwhile I was busy ripping the last tube out of my paw.

I started walking, I walked by the two screeching fillies. I tried to cover my ears but that didn't work. So, I shoved both of my fore-paws forward, covering both their muzzles.

"Hey girls listen, I have a really big headache, no idea where the fuck I am, or who you are. So if you could please shut up for about... The rest of the time you decide to be near me that would be good," I said quietly.

The door burst open, that grey earth pony and white unicorn that seemed so familiar ran up and hugged me.

"Hey?! Get the fuck off me!" I yelled, punching the white one in the nose. The grey one looked shocked and horrified.

The white on started bleeding and put her hoof to her nose, she sat their sobbing for a minute, and then ran from the room crying.

I couldn't help but feel bad for her. I had never liked to make anything cry, let alone cause pain. But it had to be done, after all they just attacked me for no apparent reason.

I stood there glaring at the grey one, Daring her to make her move.

"P-Pup?" She said, with a mixture of shock and horror in her facial expression.

"Explain yourself!! How is it you know my name?! And how in the living fuck are you just come in and attack me with that marshmallow with blue hair?!" I yelled, completely abandoning the need to be quiet.

"We didn't attack you. And d-don't you recognize me?" She asked. I could tell she was starting to tear up.

Before I could answer her a lavender unicorn did the talking for me, "Octavia, we need to talk," she said walking out of the room.

I was going to walk out of the room too, but a purple light surrounded my and I got lifted in the air, the light carried me back to my bed, and a the stuck the needles back in my paws.

Surprisingly there was no pain when the needles went in.

As soon as the light subsided, I tried to get up again. That Is when I found out, it had tied me down with straps that hang from the side of my bed.

~~~~~

(OCTAVIA'S POV)

"A few days?! I may as well be a few months or a few years!" I cried.

"Now, Octavia... you know very well it could be a few years if I couldn't use the memory spell. But I can, so he has to heal and get stronger for just a day or two before I can perform it," Twilight said matter-of-factly.

I started sobbing, "it's all my fault... I should have at least tried to listen to him, I should have moved the mirror into our room... I shoul-"

"Octavia stop!! It's not your fault. It was a freak accident. Pup, tripped and broke a mirror, and he fell down the stairs and broke a rib and gave himself a concussion. I don't see and any part where you did this to him," she said rapping me in a tight hug and letting me sob on her shoulder.

"Ouch, ya dick, I just got that broken ya know?!!"

"Miss Scratch, please hold still, we need to stop the bleeding before we can make it better!!"

"Dude, I better get one of them suckers in that bowl over there when this is finished!" She yelled from another room.

'Wow Vinyl way to be mature,' I thought, now a little cheerful at the hilariousness of the situation.

"You can have the whole damn bowl if you'd just be so kind as the hold still."

"Fine, I'll try."

"Ok now this might hurt just a little," he said not without caution in his tone.

"Owowowow!!!"

"Dammit, Vinyl I haven't even touched you yet!!"

"Well I'm sensitive...to um... air. Yeah that's it even if you breath on it it'll hurt so, get away."

"Would you like me to give you some pain medicine?"

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I was part walking/part dragging my junkie mare friend home. I made a point in my head to yell at her when she was sober.

When we finally reach the house I dropped Vinyl on the floor.

"Thanks Octey, yer da best," came her muffled response to being tossed down like some-pony's refuse.

I rolled my eyes and took off my saddle bags, I emptied the suckers from the bag.

See, Vinyl doesn't pass up a chance for free candy, and she had emptied the entire candy bowl from the doctors office into my saddlebag. It was funny, then it got uncomfortable, then it finished as downright humiliating as Vinyl kissed me. And also it was a foal's doctor, so no doubt I would have to make a few calls to apologize to  the foals' parents for what the children had witnessed, heard, and possibly do by following the famous DJ Pon-3 and Octavia Philiharmonica for an example.

I groaned, I had so much to do today, and all I wanted to do is go to sleep, you don't know what "having it hard" means until you wake up in the middle of Monday night to a crashing sound, only to find out that your newly adopted foal has just critically injured himself. And then you spend every night sleeping at the hospital for a week, only going home to shower and for personal hygiene, only to find out he doesn't remember you and for the icing on the cake, you have to drag your irresponsible filly-friend back to your house.

I groaned for the fourth time that day.

I went upstairs careful not to step on the glass I would no doubt be the one to clean up later.

Right now, all I needed was to play my cello.

As I reached my room, I opened the door. My cello was out of its case and on the bed...Right were I had left it.

I walked over, took it and the bow up. I stood on my hind legs with the practiced ease I had been perfecting for years.

I place the bow to the strings and started playing a tune.

I had never used sheet music, I only played what I felt, that had been all I had needed right then. All I needed was to play my cello.

~~~~~

After the song had ended, I wiped my eyes. I lay the cello on the floor and walked over to the bed. I decided to lay there for a while.

I started crying uncontrollably. I wrapped up in the blankets and just cried. I couldn't help myself I just needed to cry. Every-pony does it. I just needed someone there with me. But Pup had been hospitalized, and Vinyl was probably to stoned to know her own name.

It was just me...I was...alone.

> Roommates 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


Chapter 9


'I fucking hate hospitals,' I thought to myself. I was very bored. It had been at least five hours after the incident with the two ponies and I really wanted to get out of that damn place.

I heard the sound of hooves, clopping down the hallway. The door opened a few seconds later. The brown doctor from before was the one behind it. "Pup, how are you doing?" He asked politely.

"Bored. As. Shit," I answered flatly.

"Well we brought you a new roommate. Maybe she'll play a nice quiet card game with you or something," the doctor offered. he gave a small smile to go along with it too.

"What the fuck are cards? They sound boring." I said with a lighter tone. I was more excited now that I knew I was getting a roommate.

The doctors face fell from an offering smile to a much more annoyed frown. "Pup, I know you can't help how you were raised but please try to watch your tongue and try to purge the 'F' word from your vocabulary, will you?" The doctor asked politely, but with a tone of annoyance hidden in there.

I frowned at him. "Fine," I replied playing with my black hair.

"Thank you, and I don't have enough time to explain what cards are so maybe you guys should just talk."

"Okay," I sat up in my bed, wagging my tail in interest. 'Finally, something I can entertain myself with,' I thought. The nurse soon came in with an orange filly with a violet mane. She was roughly my size, maybe a bit bigger.

She looked at me from the wheelchair the nurse was pushing her in. Though after glancing in my direction she quickly turned her gaze to the ground.

I noticed a blush and the look of embarrassment and surprise plastered on her face.

The doctor and nurse helped her on the bed and then left us alone. I looked over to the door as it closed and latched, causing a light clicking sound.

After we were alone I turned back towards her. She was staring intently at me.

"Sup, I'm Pup, what's your name."

"I know your name, I'm Scootaloo," she said excitedly. She had a crackly voice, it was cute though.

"Um why are you acting so excited?" I asked.

She was really starting to freak me out. The way she smiled at me was like she worshiped me or something.

"Oh uh, sorry," she said, giggling awkwardly. "It's just not everyday some-pony comes along and save some-pony else from making the stupidest decision they've ever made in their life," she said matter-of-factly.

"Um what?" I asked. I was dumbfounded by her ability to say that in a single breath. I was more confused on the matter of the saving part.

"What don't you remember?"

"Sorry but, no. Ya see I kinda hit my head and lost my memory. So forgive me if I don't understand what your talking about."

"Oh..."

"Yeah..."

An awkward silence fell upon the room and we both found everyplace else but each others gaze more interesting. I soon got bored of that though.

"Soooo... Scoots... You wanna tell me what I did to save you?" I asked her.

Her ears fell back against her head and she blushed embarrassed again. "Oh uh, I kinda don't like talking about it."

"Come on, I won't bite," I pressed the matter.

"It really sounds dumb when you talk about it," she tried to dismiss it.

This matter was not going to be dropped just like that. She had made my curiosity burst into flames by now because she was so reluctant to say what I should remember any how.

"Please?" I asked, flashing her the most innocent smile I could without showing my sharp teeth.

"No," she said sternly.

I got up from the hospital bed and jumped off. I gracefully landed on all four paws. I walked all the way to her hospital bed and hopped up on it. I started whining and gave my best puppy dog pouty face. I started to whine and make soft noises.

5 minutes later

"So, you didn't have to punch me, Scoots."

"I warned you, didn't I. Plus you bit my butt," Scootaloo said matter-of-factly to me.

I was laying on the floor with both paws holding my freshly bruised cheek.

"It was a nip, it was your thigh muscle, and it was to get you to tell me," I corrected.

"Well it hurt."

"Oh you pussy, you'll be fine. It didn't even leave a mark."

"Or you're one to talk. "ow my cheek why'd you hit me" you my friend are the pussy, not me."

My jaw hung open at the filly's comeback. Talk about a burn.

"Ha you're speechless."

"Am not."

Just like some-pony flipped a switch, the argument stopped and was replaced with an awkward silence. The moment was complete with me and Scootaloo glaring daggers at each other.

A few more seconds later, we broke out laughing at the shear stupidity of the argument that we just had.

We were both hysterical and rolling around in a fit of laughter. But then the door opened and the doctor came in.

"Well I see you two are getting along nicely. But it's time to eat."

Suddenly two nurses came through the door brandishing two large metal things. With a nice smelling food on it.

"Dude, you couldn't have come at a better time. I'm starving," I said, getting up and strolling over to my bed.

The nurse pulled a table thing over and set a tray with various food items on it.

The one thing I didn't see was meat. 'ha, finally a good meal for once in my life,' I thought to myself. If I did have something other than meat I really couldn't remember it. I waited till the nurses and doctor left. After the door was shut I sloppily gulfed down my food. It tasted really good.

I don't think Scootaloo was too amused with me cause she was in her bed looking over with a completely disgusted look.

"Waa dis is gud," I said through a mouthful of the green hospital food.

"That stuff is gross, the jello is where its at," she said matter-of-factly.

I looked down at my tray. Sure enough I missed two things on my tray. One was a red colored thing in a cup and the other was a banana.

I sniffed at the red jiggly stuff. "Nope, I don't like it," I said crossing my arms. "You want it?" I asked the violet maned filly.

"Eh, sure," she answered coolly.

She hopped out of her bed and trotted over to my bedside. I handed to jello down and she grabbed it in her mouth. She trotted back over to her side of the room.

She looked up at the bed and put the jello cup down on the floor and looked back at me.

"Um...can you help me get up?" Scootaloo asked, blushing with embarrassment.

"Why can't you just fly?" I asked, gesturing to her wings.

The orange filly looked down in shame, "I can't," she said.

"Oh...well then sure, I'll help," I said cheerfully, as I jumped down off my bed.

I walked over to her and thought for a second, 'okay, I could let her stand on my back, get up there and pull her up, or I could just throw her up.'

I figured the first choice would probably work best. The second choice had a good chance of popping a stitch, while the other choice had a higher risk of Scootaloo hitting me again and the doctor being mad at me.

I kneeled down to my stomach. "Hop on," I said.

She grabbed the jello cup in her maw and set a hoof on my back. Soon after the first hoof was on the second one follow then the third and last wad the fourth.

After I confirmed she was ready, I stood to my full height. It wasn't very hard considering Pegasi were usually light and Scootaloo was just a filly after all.

As I stood to my full height she jumped off my back and onto the bed. It was a very low jump, but I guess wolves can jump higher than ponies cause she barely made it.

After she was safe and sound on her bed, I hopped up there with her.

"So you wanna tell me how you got here?" I asked, sitting at the opposite side of the bed.

"Maybe later, Pup. How'd you end up here?"

"We'll the doctor said I broke a mirror and fell down the stairs. I lost long or short term memory, or what ever term they said it was. And a giant glass sharp impaled my paw."

"Ouch, that had to hurt," Scootaloo said.

"Na can't remember much of the pain anyway. The headaches now though are a whole different story."

"I bet. Hey I'm getting out tomorrow, can't complain here," she said, smiling teasingly at me.

"Awe no fair, I have to wait till the day after tomorrow to get out of this boring place," I pouted.

"Yeah... Hey, wait?! What I'd me and my friends come and visit you?" Scootaloo suggested. I loved the way her voice crack makes her voice go high and then back to the tomboyish tone she usually spoke with.

I put my paw to my chin in thought. "Meh, what the hell. Not like I'm gonna shit out something fun to do anyways," I agreed with her.

"Hey, when ya get out maybe we can hang out too."

"Sounds like a deal, Scoots," I agreed.

The door opened. I fully expected the doctor and nurses to be standing there. They were there but there was another pony there.

This pony was smaller than me and scoots. She had holes in her hoofs and fangs jutting out of her mouth.

She froze when she saw me, but quickly turn the horrified glare into a mean scowl. After the nurses picked up Scootaloo's tray and then mine, they walked out.

They came back in to ask if the small filly needed help getting up on the bed she shook her head and flapped a pair of bug like wing. They created a sort of buzzing sound, like a giant bumble bee.

--------------------------------

Syphony's POV

I was at the pony hospital. Nothing serious I was just have going to a diet changing operation.

My parents had it when they moved to Ponyville. It's a magical operation that changes lets say a changeling's love diet into a herbivore, omnivore, piscavore, etc... In this case they made me a herbivore. My parents said we couldn't have love if I wanted to be like a regular pony.

But there is a news flash for those idiots, and that is we aren't ponies.

Anyhow the doctor was escorting me to my room. I was supposed to be here to recover for the rest of the day and I was supposed to stay here till the day after tomorrow.

The doctor was trying to be nice and make conversation, but I wasn't listening to him. He wasn't talking about anything interesting anyway.

We stopped at a door and he opened it. The nurses that had been following us down the seemingly endless hallway, went in first.

I looked around the room one bed was made, the other was messed up. Now I was horrified what was on the last bed.

The third bed held a certain wolf puppy and a young filly I recognized as one of twilight's friends. Scootaloo I think her name was.

I was horrified at having to spend the night here let alone two whole days.

I quickly hid my look of horror, and masked it with a mean look.

There is two reasons why I didn't like the mutt. The first reason being I hate being awoken from naps because of an over-sized dog yelping because a sweet little kitten scratched his back. The second being that I don't like being called names I don't know the meaning of. I just laughed at him trying to I sly me and decked him in the face.

I walked over to the freshly made bed and flew into it after ensuring the doctor I didn't need any help getting on it.

'I don't even know why they made the beds here so big that a young pony foal would need help getting on it,' I criticized in my head.

I could tell this was gonna be a long hospital visit....


> Night in recovery 
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


Chapter 10



~Syphony's POV~
 

I woke up from my sleep. I heard horrible screaming. 

The lights flickered on, lighting the room to reveal nurses and doctors bursting through the doors. 

I shot up, intent on seeing what they were going after. What I saw surprised me. It was that puppy. He was screaming and thrashing in his bed.

"Hold him down!" A nurse yelled at the doctor.

I watched that puppy was actually pushing grown ponies back and actually managed to knock a stallion down. I was amazed and he was so strong. The pup finally woke up crying. 

"I wan't Octey!" Pup screamed at the top of his lungs. The doctors stuck him in the neck with a needle. 

Pup eyes slowly started closing. And he fell on his bed.

The nurses and doctors left the room almost out of breath. I noticed the pony staring at him the way I probably was. I flew over to her bed and turned on the light. 

"Hey what ar-" 

I silenced her with a hoof. "I just wanna talk, ok?" I asked. She nodded and I took my hoof away.

"What do you think his problem is?" I asked the orange filly.

She shrugged, "I don't know, bad dream." 

I facehoofed. "Look that wasn't any bad dream, that was a night terror. I should know, I have to take medicine for mine." 

"Sorry, but what is a night terror?" Scootaloo asked.

Again, my hoof met my face. "Um... imagine the scariest nightmare you've ever had..."

"Ok."

"Now make that nightmare ten times worse," I said, looking over to Pup. 

He was twitching and crying. I really didn't like him, but the doctors were mean just putting him right back into it. 

"You think we should wake him up?" The orange filly asked. 

"Scootaloo, they gave him a tranquilizer, he wouldn't get up if we hung him by his tail," I said at a level tone. 

"Oh... Hey, how'd you know my name?" 

"You and Pup were talking," I replied.

"Oh, well what's your name?" She asked, holding her hoof out. 

"I'm Syphony. Syphony Waves," I said proudly, bumping her hoof.

"That's a strange name, are you musically talented?" 

"Celestia no. You're thinking of S'm'phony, with the 'm'."

My name resembles taking. Like syphon, just ad a 'y' at the end and you have it," I explained. 


~~~~


"Are you sure we should be doing this Syphony. I mean if it does what you say wouldn't he be embarrassed?" Scootaloo asked. 

"Well duh, thats the point. Now just stick his fat hoof in the water."

"Um, I think wolves have paws." 

"What are you a wolf expert." I whispered, stamping a hoof down on Pup's stomach. 

He started coughing. "Whoops," I said, getting off his tummy. 

He snorted and rolled over. Right on top of me.

I gasped for air. "S-Scootaloo...h-he's... C-rushing me..." I wheezed out. 

Scootaloo hopped over the wolf and rolled him off me. I gasped for breath and stood up. "Luna, he's so fat," I said, glaring a him sleeping. "Did the water spill?" 

Scootaloo peered over him and started giggling. "No but his paw landed right in it," she said pointing a hoof at the paw that sure enough was in the warm water. 

I chuckled at the sight. "Lets go." 

On command we both hopped off the bed and raced to her bed, giggling all the way. 

I got there first and flew up there. I looked back down to see Scootaloo flapping her wings furiously. 

After about a minute of this she stopped and sighed in defeat and looking up at me. "Um I need help," she said. 

"Sure thing." I smiled at her and hopped down. 

Before she could object I hopped on her back and wrapped my front and back legs around her body. I flew in the air till my wings tougthe ceiling. 

Once there Scootaloo panicked, but before she could say anything I dropped her. 

A good five foot drop must have been really scary. I mean come on she was a pegasus for chrysalis sake. 

I folded my wing and let out and dropped. Flopping next to her, on She glared at me. 

"What?" I asked giving the most innocent look I could. 

"You could have told me you were going to do that," she said angrily. "Hey aren't you in my class?" She asked, completely forgetting about the subject. 

"Um...no, I'm a grade under you," I answered back. 


~~~~


"How long do we have to wait?" Scootaloo complained. 

"We got to wait till he wakes up," I answered tiredly. 

"Got? Filly, you really are a grade under me."

"And what is that supposed to mean, Scootaloo? I asked grumpily. 

She giggled and said, "your grammar needs a little work." 

"Oh, bite me," I said playfully. 

"I will." 

I scooted closer to her and held my hoof out to her face. 

"..."

"Ouch!! You bit me!" I yelled in surprise.

"no really?" she asked sarcastically. 

"I didn't think you would," I said. I softly rubbed my hoof and sniffed a tear back. 

"Are you gonna... Cry?"

"No... I... Y- you just bit really hard." 

She spread wrapped me in a hug. "Eww get off me Scootaloo, It may hurt but not around my neck," I scolded the weird pony.

To my annoyance she giggled. "It's called a hug syph," she said. 

"What did you call me?!" I asked getting in her face. "If you got something to say Scootaloo you better say it while I'm listening!"

She held her hoof up in defense. "Celestia, relax Syphony. 'Syph' is just a shortened version of your name, like a nickname," she explained.

I backed away from her. A little embarrassed. My cheeks must have been as pink as that pony that threw a party for my parents and me when we came to this town. 

"I'm...sorry... I thought you called me a bad name." 

Scootaloo was in a fit of giggles. "It's ok, I get made fun a lot too. But hey we're friends now so you stick with me and Pup and we'll make sure nopony messes with you," she said.

"I don't think Pup wants to be my friend. He called me a runt I don't know what it means but I'm sure it's nothing good."

"Syph It means like the smallest. I'm pretty sure Pup is a runt because me and my friends got a look at another wolf and he was a lot bigger but couldn't have been older than him."

"When did you see him?" I asked.

"Uh... A day before I was hospitalized I think," she answered back. 

That sparked my curiosity. "What are you here for anyway?" I asked. 

She looked down in shame, "I did something very stupid." 




> back home
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


Chapter 11


It was finally time to go home. I couldn't wait to see Octey and Vinyl again. 

That purple unicorn came in today and did some of that pony magic. I don't know how it worked but I guess it was a spell to help me remember, because I could remember a lot now. (Some memories more decent than others.) 

I felt very bad for punching Vinyl in the muzzle. I'm sure she would understand though, she was my friend after all.

I was waiting on the bed with Syphony. Scootaloo had left the previous day, so it was just us. 

"Hey, you should come over to Octavia's house sometime. I think it would be fun," I said.

She smiled. "Sounds good to me," she said. 

The door opened. 

"Vinyl!" I ran up to the white pony and hugged her. When she returned the embrace, I gave her a sloppy lick on the cheek.

"Ewe Pup, that's gross," she said as she wiped my slobber off her face. 

I was just so happy to see her. My tail wouldn't stop flapping against the floor.

"Oh Pup. I brought ya something," she said in a sing song tone. 

I gasped. "Present?!" 

She giggled and pulled something out. It was my light blue, bloodstained bandana. She levitated it around my neck and tied it loosely. 

I smiled happily. 

"Lucky, you get to go home." A certain changeling pouted. 

"Oh that's right, your mother and father asked me to pick you up too Symphony," Vinyl said.

Syphony giggled. "It's Syphony, not symphony." With that correction she hopped off the bed and trotted over to me. She gave a toothy smile and then looks at the bandana. 

“Pup?” “She asked.

“Yes Syphony?” I answered.

She looked away from the bandana and to my face. “Why do you have that around your neck?”

“Because, I want to wear it,” I said to her.

The doctor trotted in the room. Looking at vinyl, he grimaced and sighed. “What are you doing here Mrs. Scratch?” He asked, acting as if he was disheartened by her very presence.

“I’m here to pick up a Syphony Waves, and a Pup Scratch,” she said. 

I smiled, already walking out the door.



~~~~


“Octey!” I ran to the grey mare, who had her arms extended. I hugged her as tight as I could, my tail going crazy while doing so. I was so happy. 

“Ahem.” Syphony politely cleared her throat. “If you’re done being all sappy, can you please show me to the restroom?” 

Vinyl smiled, politely nodding and she trotted over to a door in the back hallway. “Here you go Syphony.” Vinyl stated, opening the door to let her in. 

Syphony galloped across the room and stopped the door. “Um, could you come in with me…” she said with shame in her posture.

“What, why?” Vinyl asked. 

“Because I’ve never used it on my own…” 

“Well good news now you have,” Vinyl said, nudging Syphony in the door and shutting it. 

“Vinyl!” Octavia shouted. 

“Fine.” Vinyl glumly stated, walking into the bathroom.

Octavia stared at the door for a few seconds before looking at me. “That reminds me, Pup,” she said. “Where have you been going?” 

“Outside,” I said happily. 

Her face contorted, growing disgusted. “Eww, Pup. That’s unsanitary,” she said.
“What, I’ve been doing it my whole life,” I answered back, a bit sorry now. I looked at her with an innocent smile, making my ears fold back.

Octavia sighed, putting a hoof up and rubbing her forehead. “Pup, you need to learn how to use the bathroom… we’ll start tomorrow.”

When Syphony and vinyl came out, Syphony ran to me while Vinyl lazily walked past everypony to get at a bag of potato chips. 

Octavia nuzzled her lovingly as she walked past. Snowball meowed and I grabbed her. I hugged the feline and put her down. As soon as that cat left my paws, Syphony tackled me. 

“Hey?! What’s the big idea?” I shouted.

She climbed off and grinned down at me. “Awe,” she mocked. “What’s the matter, did pup get beat up by a girl.” She continued with a fake sympathy in her tone.

“Oh yeah,” I said, grabbing her front legs and pulling her over me and rolling on top of her. “whatcha gonna do now, huh?” I asked beginning to poke her sides. With each poke she let out a loud giggle. I continued the merciless tickling, causing her to laugh and giggle. 

She couldn’t get me off of her, even though she tried hard. 

“Ok, that’s enough.” Octavia called from the kitchen.

I got up, off of Syphony. She was still giggling profusely. 

I walked in the kitchen, and saw Octey and Vinyl kissing. 

“Eww, gross!” I yelled.

After Vinyl ever so slowly extracted her tongue from Octavia’s mouth, she looked over at me. I snorted in disgust and walked out to play with Syphony. I can’t I went in there for, but I know it was for a snack that I had just lost appetite for.

I walked in the living room and saw Syphony. She giggled when she saw me. “Hey Pup, do you have a room?”

I nodded and ran up the stairs. Syphony closely following.

> School
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


Chapter 12


It had been two weeks since I got out of the hospital….   

I yawned walking in silence next to Octey. She was taking me to school she told me. Don’t get me wrong I was very excited, I just wasn’t aware that I’d have to wake up this damn early. Octavia had stressed that I be on my best behavior when I was there. 

It seemed like forever ago since we started walking down the cold dirt road, but we finally came to a red building with what looked like a bell on top of it.

“Octey is this it?” I asked, rubbing my eyes. 

“Yes, this is it. Be good and just walk in, the teacher shall introduce you to all your classmates.” Octey said with a smile. She patted me on the head. "Now, be good." 

"I will," I said rolling my eyes. 

She hugged me and kissed my cheek. "Now get to class," she said, nudging me with her nose. 

I smiled and ran towards the school door. Upon reaching it I turned around and waved goodbye to Octey.


~~~~


"Settle down class, we have a new student," the teacher said. 
With the words spoken the loud, scary classroom grew silent. Making the room full of pony puppies all the more intimidating.

I crawled out of the corner. My whole body was shaking and my tail found a seemingly permanent residence between my hind legs. Upon reaching the teacher's side I looked up from the ground, staring over the classroom. One pony caught my eye. It was Syphony. 

"Ahem," Cheerilee politely cleared her throat. "Pup, introduce yourself," she said with a smile. 

"Oh...I-I...-"

"Oh look he's scared!" A voice called. A voice I never wanted to hear again. 

"Diamond Tiara! That is enough." The teacher commanded sternly. "Pup you quit too," she commanded. 

I didn't even know it until she said something but, I was growling. 

"Hmph. What else can you expect from some dirty animal?" The pink pony said, looking straight at me.

"Diamond you have detention!" Cheerilee said. 

"And I suppose being a stuck up bitch is any better?" I asked rhetorically. With those words Cheerilee's jaw dropped, Syphony started laughing, and the rest of the class gasped.

“PUP GET IN MY OFFICE NOW!!!” Cheerilee screamed.

“Well Shit,” I cursed myself aloud.

“And no more of that!” She shrieked then walked into a room that I assumed was her office. I followed her inside. “Shut the door,” she commanded. I did as I was told and shut the door behind me. “Now, what do you have to say for yourself?”

“Nothing, she started it.” I said a bit mad now that. 

“We don’t use that kind of language in my classroom, your parents will-“

“No! You can’t tell Octey, she’ll be mad. What if I promise to not use the bad words?”

“Very well, I’ll give you another chance, you are a new student after all,” she said. 

She got up and trotted over to the door. “Oh um, thank you.” I offered, smiling as I walked out. I was still a bit nervous about all the ponies staring at me but I continued walking till I came to the back of the classroom. "I sat on the floor.” 

“Pup, come sit by me. You don’t have to sit on the floor ya know.” Syphony called from her seat. She pointed a black hoof at an empty chair beside her. 

I smiled, walking towards it and plopping down on it. I looked up at the teacher, she was talking about cutie marks. I looked around. They all seemed to be bored. I raised my paw. “Um Miss Cheerilee?” I asked in a curious manner.

“Yes Pup?” She answered. 

“I can’t read what you’re writing.”

“Then move up.”

I sighed, rubbing my eyes. “No I can see the letters perfectly, I just can’t read… at all” after I said those words the class erupted in laughter. I put my head down to hide the embarrassed blush. 


~~~~


The bell rang and I woke up from the nap I had fallen into while hiding my face. The drowsiness was still holding fast, but I could see all the ponies leaving. I got up. I nudged Syphony out of the sleep that was surprisingly not broken by the school bell. 

“Wha- Oh hi Pup, what’s up.” She yawned the last bit out. 

“Oh, I think it’s time to go.” I said picking up her saddlebags. 

She stood up and I placed them on her back. We turned to the door and walked out. I saw Octavia waiting for me and she waved. 

“Pup, wait a second.” Cheerilee called. “I need to talk to your parents.” 

“Ok, Octey is over there.” I said pointing to the grey mare in the distance. We walked silently over to her and Octavia rolled he eyes. 

“What did he do?” 

“Oh, nothing. He just has a little trouble reading is all, I’d like somepony to work with him at home.” Cheerilee said.

I just now noticed Syphony was walking away, with her parents. “Bye, Syphony!” I yelled. 

She turned and waved before turning back and continuing he trek down the dirt pathway. 


To Be Continued


> Spending time with friends
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------


Chapter 13


When we finally got home, Octavia taught me a little bit of words. It took me awhile but I learned a couple. Nothing special but I can read the first sentence in my book. Yes, I said it. Octavia had bought me a book. 

I was so excited at first, but now I hate it. Trying to learn how to read after a whole day of school really takes it out of you. It was now at least five o’clock in the afternoon and I was in my room, playing with my cat. I found out snowball liked to play with strings and found a particular interest when a feather was attached to the end.

My stomach growled. I was hungry. I stood up, stretching out of my sitting position. I looked out into the hallway, nopony was there. “Vinyl?” I called. 

“Yeah, I’m in here Pup,” she answered. 

I walked into the bathroom to see her brushing her neon blue mane. Though, the effort seemed fruitless because the hair was just smoothed down for a second before popping back into its original style. I can’t say the same, my hair was like hers. But mine was a little bit messier and pure black.

Vinyl looked at me quizzically, “do you need something?” She asked in her tomboyish tone. 

“Yes.” I answered her.

“What do you need, Pup?” She asked again.

“Food, I’m starving.” I said with a smile.

Vinyl giggled and smiled at me. “Well let’s go find you some food.” She declared. We walked out of the restroom and then down the stairs. 

When we got to the kitchen Vinyl explained that Octey had to run a few errands. So, we were alone. “Do you want some fruit?” She asked.

“Yes, banana please,” I said. 

She gave an “ok” look and reached into the cupboard I couldn’t reach. She pulled out a long yellow fruit and hoofed it over to me. I grabbed it and smiled as I ran into the living room. 


~~~~


I was sitting in the living room with snowball, happily nomming on a delicious banana, when I heard a knock at the door. I hopped off the couch and bolted to the door. I stood on my hind legs so I could reach the doorknob. 

Upon opening the brown door I found Scootaloo. “Hey Pup,” she said happily. 

“Hi Scoots, what’s up?” I asked her with a toothy smile. It really would of probably been more threatening, if it were any other pony.

“Not much, just wanting to hang out.” She answered. 

I stepped aside and let her in. “Vinyl, Scootaloo is here!” I yelled throughout the house. 

I heard a crashing sound and annoyed groan. “Pup! Get your damn cat out of the kitchen!” 

I let out a groan myself, walking in the kitchen to Vinyl’s annoyed glare. I picked the white ball of fluff up by the scruff of her neck. 


~~Syphony’s PoV~~
 

I sat outside Pup’s house. Me and Scootaloo had devised a prank on a certain wolf. As soon as Pup got called into the kitchen by Vinyl, our plan went into action. Scootaloo ran over to the window and opened it. I jumped in and ran upstairs. I looked in a room. A messy bed with teeth marks on the wooden frame. ”This has to be Pup’s room.” I went in and crawled under the bed. 

I knocked twice on the floor signaling our plan to go forward. I giggled. “He’s gonna be so scared,” I said, trying to suppress my laughter at the idea.

“Who’s gonna be scared?” 

I screamed and bolted out from under the bed. I turned to look only to see Pup was in a fit of laughter. 

“You-you …. How?!” I asked, furious at him. He just laughed more. I got even madder and jumped on top of him. “Tell me how you did it!” 

He giggled, pushing me off of him. He pointed to his nose. “This is how I found out you were in here… and I figured Scoots was a part of it so I snuck past her.” 

Just as he finished his blunt explanation Scootaloo came running in. “How did he figure us out?” My hoof met my face. 


~~Pup’s PoV~~


After I explained how I thwarted their plan to scare me, we decided to bother Vinyl for some money to go out for ice cream. I had no idea what the stuff was, but their parents gave them money for some. “So, is that a yes or no?” 

She was in the basement sitting at her turntable and DJ stuff. “It’s a yes, here’s four bits. Go bother the town’s ponies while I get ready for my show tonight.” 

I smiled, I kind of liked getting my way. She hoofed over four little gold coins and shooed me away. I almost tripped running up the stairs and out the door to my two friends. 


~~2 hours later~~


“Are you sure we should be doing this Pup?” Scootaloo asked nervously. I pulled back the big branch and held it for Syphony and her. 

“Of course, the everfree is nothing to be afraid of,” I said. Despite my attempt to assure them that nothing was going to eat them, they still seemed nervous. “Hey, have I ever told a lie yet?.. Nope I haven’t. Which is why you should trust me.” They walked past me and I let the branch go. It swung back to the position we found it in and we kept moving. “Besides, if we do run into any trouble…” I climbed over a short cliff. “…ugh, I think I’ll be able to take whatever it is on.”

Suddenly I felt something hit me. Well when I say hit I mean drip, like rain. I reached up to my shoulder and touched it. The slime like liquid was warm and well… slime like.

I looked up and my eyes widened in fear. “Oh fu-“ I was cut off by a huge lion paw hit me in the side sending me flying into a tree. I hit it knocking the wind out of me. The last thing I saw was the huge manticore, skulking over to me. As if were injured. Try as I might have I couldn’t stay awake. Everything around me faded to black, but not before I heard a voice. 

“Hold on!”