Have you ever seen her?
The pony who's mane is a dull, disgusting, shade of purple; with waxy highlights, that is always so straight nopony in the world could ever style it.
The pony who's hooves are dusty and dull from walking in the heat for so long. Who's coat is dull, dusty, and a strange light purple.
The pony who's eyes are a strange, odd, revolting shade of purple.
The pony who the meanest person in the world wouldn't call her ugly but wouldn't call her beautiful. Who has a strange slightly hunched posture( from years of poor posture one must presume).
Have you ever seen Twilight Sparkle?
I bet you have
Maybe you've even met her.
You probably just don't remember her.
For no one could ever remember Twilight, the Forgetta-pony.
At least not yet.
Twilight lay there in the middle of the C2 school hallway staring up at the ceiling. Slowly, she stretched her legs and let them touch the floor; letting herself shiver as the cold marble first touched her skin. Just as slowly, Twilight then used her magic to levitate a large can of whipped cream up to her mouth; opening it just as the cold, airy sweetness was delivered directly into her mouth.
How was she able to have whipped cream in the middle of the C2 hallway? Well, Twilight was much smarter than most other ponies; getting so far ahead in her studies that she needed to take special classes just to cope with actually going to school. On top of that, she was the schools best skipper; but only did so if she already knew the lesson that the teachers were teaching the many other students. As she ate the whipped cream, globs of it began to fall on her hand-me-up dress, but she didn't care.
Sighing, Twilight pulled out her large, leather book that bore the title " Twilight-S Messages". It contained all of her thoughts from over the years. Just as slowly, Twilight opened her book to the back, where there were a large array of colored quills that dispensed ink themselves (which she decided to call the pen). She picked up a blue pen and flipped through her book of many colors and languages. Yes, Twilight was very linguistic for a pony, for she knew just about every language there was to know; even more, each color was a language and meant something to her. Blue was English-boooooooring! Then, just as slowly, she began to write yet another letter she would never send.
Dear Pepper,
I have been wondering for the past 4 weeks now where you might be right now. I have been very lonely these past few weeks without you here. I hope you have been staying away from sharp rocks Pepper; you know I want you too. My sister windy, has been very unbearable these past few weeks; even more so because you are not here. Day-of-Discovery is coming soon, and I need to leave soon for Exotic like we planned. My mother has been especially unbearable lately and I hope we leave soon. Us and many of my books of course. I hope we leave soon Pepper; I just hope you are alright and will come back soon.
Signed: Twilight f-p
F-P was abbreviated for Forgetta-Pony; for that was all Twilight was; a pony who loved books but somepony that no one ever saw or remembered. Twilight sighed as her internal clock kept perfect time until the loud clanging bell rang. T-minus 1 minute 15 seconds, 14, 13, 12. Twilight thought as she squirted more whipped cream into her mouth. The sweet airy dessert began to fall on her sisters hand-me-up dark blue dress, but Twilight didn't care. The dress was to small and was to tight on her anyway.
T-minus 3,2,1, Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! There went the familiar bell that signaled to everypony that classes were over for the day. Soon, conversation filled the hall like how Twilight's mind was full of thoughts. Twilight began to catch whispers of conversation as she laid there on the marble floor.
"I just hope the other 2 Clize's haven't been found yet!" Whisper Breeze, a pale blue unicorn, moaned to Sugar Cube, a pegasus that was also her best friend. "If I end up a Makeup and Jewelry worker I'll just die!"
"Don't worry Whisper Breeze," Sugar Cube reassured her friend as they walked past Twilight,who was still on the floor. "We'll find a Clize and spit it in half so we can both go!" Twilight had stopped paying attention and directed her hearing towards another conversation.
"I just KNOW I'll get into Alicornland girls, I mean if I didn't I'd become an amazing actor or something." Said the first girl. Twilight recognized her immediately as Trixie; her arch enemy sort-of. Then Twilight heard a noise she recognized immediately. Step-step-step...step. Step-step-step...step. And it was coming. Right. At. HER. Twilight immediately sat up and looked at the figure in front of her. It was the handsome colt Bright Fire,whom Twilight had a crush on. Bright Fire looked at Twilight and smiled at her. HER.
"Hi there, do you need some help getting up?" He asked Twilight.
"Um, yea could... could you help me?" Twilight asked him sheepishly. Bright Fire smiled and helped Twilight up to her hooves; all while Twilight was wondering, "Why did he help me?" Finally up to her hooves, Bright Fire spoke again; but he had to speak a little louder because the hallway was bustling with the pony students now.
"No problem. Oh your name is Twilight right?" Bright Fire asked her. Twilight smiled sheepishly again.
"Yea my name is Twilight. Your name is Bright Fi..." Twilight began.
"Bright Fire!" Trixie yelled to him from across the hallway.
"Bye Twilight," Bright Fire said before trotting off to join his marefriend. Trixie giggled and pulled Bright Fire into a kiss while Twilight galloped all the way to her locker. Trixie always ruins everything! Twilight thought as she used her magic to open her locker door. She quickly gathered her things and placed the whipped cream container inside her locker; but not before she opened up the dumbwaiter inside that had inside a mini refrigerator. Then Twilight shut her locker door and began the long trot home in the scorching Ponyville heat.
This sector of Equestria was divided into four places; scorching Ponyville, freezing Saddle Arabia, Temperament Manehatten, and perfect Canterlot. Twilight was unlucky enough to be living in the extremely scorching place called Ponyville; but she had to get over it and live with it just like everyone else, and so she began trotting home.
Prologue: The Sparkle home
Now darling, lets take a closer look at the amazing household of the Sparkle's. Oh everypony wants to live in that amazing and extravagant place.
Look at the beautiful designs on the tile that leads up to the deep brown, mahogany door. And in the corner; next to the marble pony holding a gemstone and in front of the bright yellow sign.
What is that? There on what appears to be a lovely fountain near the base. Is that a crack?
Look on the beautiful stone wall darling, another crack; but is that being help together by, oh my goodness, is that duck tape?
Watch out! The slab of roofing could have cut your skull! Surly these are just decorative elements that the Sparkle's devised. The Sparkle's have nothing to hide!
Or do they?
