Weight of a crown
Surprise at the Orphanage.
Previous Chapter***Chapter 3
Surprise in PonyVille Orphanage!***
I’m surrounded by gray. A black form is holding me. A dark, soothing voice fills my ear’s.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
'Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveller in the dark.
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
How I wonder what you are.
How I wonder what you are.
“SCOOTALOO!” A gurgling noise comes from the depth’s of my throat. My ear’s twitch, as I pull the blankets farther above my head.
“BREAKFAST IN FIVE! CHOP CHOP!” I roll my eye’s at the orphanage tyrant. What were they thinking of putting an old drill sergeant who hates kids more than anything at the head of an orphanage? They were probably high on their plots. I pull down the blanket, falling out of the bed. Standing up, trotting to the bathroom. I bumped my head on the unusually low doorway. Crouching low I duck under the door, finding an amazed Rumble.
“Oh, mornin’ Rumble. are… are you okay? You look like you just saw a ghost.” I look at the younger Pegasus. His grey coat going with his deep grey eye’s and sleek black mane. He nod’s.
“Uh, Scoot’s, have you check in a mirror this morning. You should really look at your uh, mane and forehead.” Confused, I begin to trot to my first destination once more. What did he mean by look at my mane and forehead? I knock on the door, not looking forward to another Pluto incident. Hearing no answer, I open the door and go straight to the mirror. I drop to the floor.
“This. Is. AWSOME!”
In Canterlot…
“Are you sure this is right? Have we checked everything? Are these really the three fillies that are the rightful rulers now that Celestia is dead and Luna is missing? It can’t be…” Twilight looked at the paper. “No, there is one more thing we must do. Shining Armour, get a chariot ready, we’re going back to PonyVille. I have to talk to the girls.