My Little Filly

Twilight Sparkle glanced at the baby dragon contently reading a foal book.  What should I name him, she thought to herself.  She put “Intermediate Magic for Unicorns” aside and picked up a book titled “Names For Your Pet Dragon”.  She was straining less and less with telekinesis.  This pleased her.  She flipped through the book with magic.  Some of the names were really long, and came from important dragons in history.  Even though Twilight Sparkle was a proficient student of all subjects, she still had trouble pronouncing those names.  She flipped towards the S’s.

“Spartan?” she asked herself.  Then she looked over at the baby dragon, still reading the foal book and now sucking his tail. “No,” she said, with a smile.

“Spencer?” she thought out loud.  Then she turned to the baby dragon once more. “Well, you don’t really look like a Spencer either,” she said.

“Spike?”  she again asked herself.  The baby dragon looked up.  “Spike?” she asked again.  The baby dragon smiled.  “Spike it is, then!” Twilight Sparkle said excitedly, hugging her baby dragon.  Suddenly, Spike’s face started puffing up.  When he couldn’t hold it in any longer, he belched and a small green flame shot out of his mouth.  A letter lay at his feet.  Intrigued, Twilight Sparkle picked it up.

“I wonder if this is more reliable than Derpy delivery,” she thought.  She opened the letter, seeing it was from her mentor and heroine, Princess Celestia.  Twilight Sparkle gasped.

“I always love hearing the nice things Princess Celestia has to say about me!” she exclaimed.  “My faithful student Twilight Sparkle, I have another task ahead for you.  I know how much you look up to me, and I understand that.  So I’ve decided to let you help me with some of my tasks.  You need to travel to Ponyville to help me conduct the census,” Twilight Sparkle read aloud.  “The census?” Twilight Sparkle asked herself.  “Well, that’s kind of random!  Might as well just get it over with.  I want to get back as soon as possible so I can try some defense magic.”

Two days later, Twilight Sparkle and Spike were riding in a chariot pulled by Royal Guards.  The Royal Guards landed.

“Thank you, sirs,” Twilight Sparkle thanked as she and Spike climbed off the chariot.  “All right, Spike, let’s get to business,” said Twilight Sparkle, as she levitated Spike with her magic and placed him on her back.  “A census,” Twilight Sparkle thought aloud.  “I’m supposed to count all the ponies here, right?  Well, that shouldn’t be too hard!  One!”  Twilight exclaimed, pointing at Cherry Berry.

“Two!”  she exclaimed, pointing at Doctor Whooves.

“Three!” she exclaimed, pointing at Granny Smith.

“Four!  Five!  Six!  Seven!”  she exclaimed, as more ponies passed her.

Two hours later, Twilight Sparkle was resting under a tree.  “Ah, I think I counted everypony on the streets.  But wait.  What about everypony that’s not on the streets?  Maybe I should check the houses.”  Twilight Sparkle noticed a tall silo ahead of her.  “Ah!  I should check there first.”  She knocked on the door of the silo.  A pink pony with a poofy mane answered the door.

“Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle,” Twilight Sparkle greeted.  “Under Princess Celestia’s orders, I am here to take the census of Ponyville.  How many ponies currently reside here?”

The pink pony’s eyes lit up.  “WOOHOO!!!!  A new friend!  My name is Pinkie Pie and I’ve never seen you before!  And I would know, because I know everypony in Ponyville!  And now I know you!  We are going to be the best of friends!”

“Actually-“ Twilight Sparkle began.

“Yes!  I know you’re overwhelmed, but we’re all nice here!  Because if I wasn’t nice, I wouldn’t be making friends with you!  Because isn’t that what nice people do?  Make friends all the time?”  Pinkie Pie continued.

“CAN YOU JUST ANSWER MY QUESTION????”  Twilight Sparkle screamed, annoyed, frustrated, and impatient.

“Well duh!  I haven’t forgotten about that at all!  Friends always remember each other’s questions!”  Pinkie Pie replied with a smile.  “So, this here’s Applejack,” she introduced, gesturing at the orange filly with freckles and hair tied back.  “Rarity,” gesturing at the white unicorn with a lovely curly purple mane similar to those of the rich spoiled fillies in Twilight Sparkle’s classes.  “Rainbow Dash,” gesturing at a small blue pegasus, who, as her name suggested, had a rainbow mane.  “And last but not least, Fluttershy!” Pinkie Pie concluded, gesturing at a tall yellow filly trying to hide her face behind her pink mane.  “Only I actually live here, but they’re here, so I guess you can count them!  I mean we’re probably going to all be like sisters!  So, make it 5.”  Pinkie Pie said at top speed.

“Well, thank you.  Um, have a nice day,” Twilight Sparkle said, turning to leave.

“Aww, Twily, aren’t you going to stay for a bit?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“No, I’m sorry, I have lots of ponies to count,” Twilight Sparkle apologized.

Pinkie Pie’s eyes lit up again.  “Ooh!  Ooh!  I know!  We’ll all help you count ponies!  It’ll be like a pony counting party!  Don’t you agree, girls?” The rest of the ponies nodded their heads in agreement.  “This’ll be really fun!  So what do you think?” Pinkie Pie asked excitedly.

“Well, I guess it’ll speed up the process,” Twilight Sparkle replied.

“YESS!”  Pinkie Pie cheered, jumping into the air.  “Come on girls, let’s get to it!”