[1] The Reaping.

The unwanted sun light flutters into the room, forcing me to wake to the day I’ve been dreading for months. It's the day of my first reaping. I stretch out reaching for the warmth my little sister Lily provides, only to find the rough canvas of the mattress. "Lily" I whisper going into panic mode. This started to happen after Mother and Father were shot in the head after they were wrongly accused of stealing from the harvest. They didn’t. District 11 Peace ponies are tough. And I hate them. "Lily" I call again. She comes rushing in. “Shhh, its ok, its ok” she says stroking my mane. “Look I made you something.” She says turning to show me a breakfast platter. Water melon, (that I got illegally from the woods that surrounds our district) Eggs, (That I stole illegally from a birds nest in the woods) and bacon. (That I traded a melon from the woods for. So yes it’s illegal.) “Thanks sweetie, but I can’t, I have to meet Golden Delicious in the woods.” She carefully places the platter next to my game bag on the floor. “At least take it with you, I’ll get some plastic” She runs of into the kitchen of our small house. It has three small rooms. A small kitchen and living room as one, a bedroom and tiny bathroom. My older sister Rose walks into our room. “Going to the woods are we.”
“Yup”
“No you’re not. There are thousands of peace ponies round her today.”
“There are thousands of peace ponies around every day!” I’m shouting now. It’s becoming automatic, me having to be right. “Fine see if I care. I’ll just laugh when they call your name and you’re not there!”
“Sure, and you know I’ll be back before two.” That’s when we have to be in the Town Square to wait in the blistering heat to see witch ponies are going to their death from our district this year. I grab my game bag and bounce it out the door. Our fence is supposed to have a hard core electric current running through it 24 hours a day. But it doesn’t. So all that’s left to face is the guard towers placed evenly apart so nopony can get out. So that’s why you don’t try to get passed them, well I don’t any way. On the outskirts of town is an old house that nopony lives in. So because there is a house there no watch towers. You know, for privacy. Not that we get a lot of it any way. There’s a barb wire topping on all around the top of the fence. So you can’t go over it, you have to go under it. So telling the short story, there’s a gap I can fit under if I crawl. I arrive at the back of the house as the sun is finally up over the hills, making it 10:00 so I have four hours. I creep under the fence, checking I don’t have any pursuers. I never do but better safe than sorry. It takes half an hour to hike to our rendezvous spot. At the top of a large, steep hill concealed by trees. He sits there on a rock, sorting through dandelions and wild turnips. My best friend, the only one outside of my family who I openly trust. Golden Delicious. “Hey” I say as I sit next to him. “Look what Lily made us” I say pulling out the spread. “Wow” is all he says. He’s 18 like me sister but they don’t really even talk. I know him better than anypony, so it doesn’t take long to figure out something is wrong. But I don’t get the chance to ask before he blurts it out. “Do you ever get the feeling you could really do something good, no, great if we didn’t live in the hell hole we do today?” I sigh. He says these things all the time but I tolerate them. It’s not that I don’t agree, trust me I do. But somepony hearing us is the last thing we need. “Well…”
“And the keep us locked up here with the games and the hunger and the…”
“Shhh, I do know ok, I do.”
“Then why don’t we do something about it!”
“NO!” I say standing up. “That sort of thinking is forbidden, no more of it, so shut up and eat your eggs!” I yell. It’s quiet until we finish eating. “Soooo…” I say in a flat tone trying to start up conversation. “So what.” He spits back, clearly annoyed with me. “Soooo, what do you want to do?” I ask in an attempt at lightness. “Start an uprising.” I hear him mumble. “What’s that hear, go fishing?” He giggles as he stands up to brush himself of. “Ok, let’s get going.” He says. I smile because I don’t know what I’d do without him.

“See you in the square.” He says after we split today’s gatherings. “Yup” I confirm. As if we have a choice, I want to say but I hardly can when peace ponies are beginning to fill the district. I trot home in silence to get ready for the reaping when Fluttershy joins me. “Hello Daisy.”
“Hi Fluttershy, lovely dress.” She’s wearing a lovely white frilly dress that’s probably been handed down her family for generations. “Thanks, what’s in the bag?” she asks. “Oh, just the usual.” She will know what I mean. I can’t really say illegal stuff from the woods. She’s a good friend of mine to. I took her out to the woods once but it terrified her. Never again. “Well I have to go Fluttershy. Wait for me in the square.”
“Ok.” She replies. Our names are in the ball once because it’s only our first reaping but as we get older our names will be entered one more time each year we get older. But say you poor and starving you can opt to have your name added 1 more time for some oil and grain. This is called tesserae. Yeah sucks to be my family. Rose took 3 tesserae’s at the age of 12 to try to keep us all fed after mother and father were killed. She won’t let me take one so I’m not worried about me, I’m worried about Rose and Golden Delicious. Rose has 10 entries in the glass ball with thousands. Golden, 8. I have one there’s a good chance I will not be chosen to fight to the death this year. But what about the next? When Rose can’t take tesserae? What if I was chosen? These thoughts are so terrifying I push them right out of my mind and walk through the door. Lily walks out in my first set of reaping clothes. A neat sky blue dress. Her blonde mane pinned up into a bun. “Well don’t you look stunning little petal.” I say this makes her blush. “Hehe, Rose left some warm water for you to bathe in.” I swam in the lake were Golden and I fish, so I’m pretty clean. But I don’t turn down the bath. ”Thanks.” I say walking into the bathroom. I walk in on Rose Securing her Red and pink mane into a bun to. “Sorry.” I say beginning to back out. “No, it’s ok I’m almost done” She say putting the last pin in place. She wears a light green dress with white flat shoes. “Ok.’’
“I’m sorry about yelling earlier.”
“It’s ok, I get it.”
“So were cool?”
“Yeah.”
“Sweet I just didn’t want to get picked and to, you know not get a chance to make up.”
“Yeah it’s ok.” She leaves me to bathe. I wash my green mane and tail and my purple coat. Once I’ve dried of, I put on my reaping clothes, a tight fitting pink dress and braid my mane but just leave my tail. When I re-enter the kitchen I find my sisters picking at dandelions. “Any left for me There girls?” Rose gives me a half-hearted smile. “Yup.” I’m just about to eat when the bell rings signalling it’s time to move to the square. “No!” Lily protests as she falls into my arms. “It’s ok” I promise. “I only have one entry.’’
“I know, it’s just...”
DONG DONG DONG!
“Look we have to go now” Says rose detaching Lily off my back. “Ok.” She sniffs putting all four hooves on the ground.

I meet Fluttershy in the crowd. She flutters on over to me. “Ready?” She asks in her sweet tone. ”Yes.” I reply with an unsteady voice. We wait in line moving one step at a time. When we get closer, we start to hear a zapping sound followed by “next” this goes on right up until we can see. It’s peace ponies zapping your hoof to take blood and ordering the next one forward. Fluttershy’s reaction is instant her face goes ghost white as she tries to back away just to bump into Flitter. “Watch it!” She says clearly as nervous. “S-sorry.” She stutters. “It’s ok.” I tell her. She gulps down her fear and stamps a hoof into the dirt. “Ok.” She replies, still unsure. “Next.” Says the peace Pony ordering me forward. I Step closer and let her take my blood. It’s all I can do not to wince. I will give nopony that satisfaction. I wait for the small yelp the signal’s Fluttershy’s right behind me. We go and line up ready for the names to be called. Right the Giselle trots on stage and introduces herself. She’s a light blue mare with an orange mane, that I decide must be a wig because it’s flawless. Today she wears a brown and white dress complete with pearls. “But before we draw the names, I have a special film, all the way from Canterlot!” She pipes in that silly capital accent. “I just can’t get enough of that film, so… deep, so thought provoking, right!” No I think to myself. “Ok, Mares first!” I feel the whole of district 11 hold their breath. I am only able to form one thought. “Don’t let it be Rose, Don’t let it be Golden.” And it’s not either of them.
It’s Fluttershy.

Author's Note

Kinda based on the real book by Suzanne Collins but not really. :P
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