Truly Selfless

Candy Heart woke to the sounds of birds outside the window. They were beautiful – and annoying. Candy was never a morning pony and she was a bit grumpy when she woke up. She lay in the bed for a few more minutes while staring up at the white ceiling. She pushed the covers onto the floor and she hauled herself out of bed.

Candy took a bath, brushed her mane and tail, and brushed her teeth. The pony put bows into her mane and tail and trotted towards the door. She had left a few minutes early so she could get donuts from Sugarcube Corner.

She reached the dusty lobby and her hooves were tickled by the carpet again. She trotted towards the door. She glanced behind her and noticed the couch had been dusted. She walked out into the streets of Ponyville, ponies were everywhere and they were an amazingly happy sight to see. She cantered to her right and looked up at the building. It looked like a building in a cupcake costume. The chocolate on the roof and the sprinkles made the pony want cupcakes!

Candy entered the room and walked up to the counter, surprisingly there wasn't anypony there. The room was very cheery. It seemed as if the room itself wanted to reach out and give you a tight hug. The counter showed some of the delicious treats they served at Sugarcube Corner. Suddenly an excited pink pony rushed up to the counter.

“Hiya! I’m Pinkie Pie! I’ve never seen you before, are you new? How come no one told me there was a new pony? I should throw a welcome party! What’s your name new pony!?” the pink pony said – more like yelled. Candy Heart smiled at the extremely happy pony. “I’m Candy Heart nice to meet you Pinkie Pie.” She said still smiling.

She had a brief conversation with Pinkie Pie and left after finishing her pink frosted donuts. She cantered away towards the

road Pinkie had said led to the school house. She was so excited and nervous at the same time.

Candy Heart reached school right on time. She knocked on the door to the classroom. Candy leaned her ear against the door, “She’s here! Everypony be on your best behavior!” the teacher instructed. Candy took her ear off of the door. The door opened slowly and the teacher smiled, “Hi there Miss. Candy Heart, my name is Cherilee.” She said happily. Candy smiled, “Nice to finally meet you. You can just call me Candy if you would like.” Candy said. It was an awkward conversation for Candy because she had no clue what to say!

Cherilee nodded and led the white mare to the front of the room. The foals looked up with wide eyes. “Today Miss. Candy is going to talk to you about cutie-marks. Please give her your full  attention and participation.” The teacher said firmly, but still kind. The violet pony with pink hair nodded at Candy Heart.

Candy Heart was nervous; she swallowed hard and began to speak. “Hi, I’m Miss. Candy and today I wanted to teach you something about cutie-marks. But first, I want to find out about your cutie-marks!” she said. The foals smiled at the idea of talking about their cutie-marks.

She called on random foals throughout the classroom and they each said their name and what their cutie-mark means. She pointed to a white pony with fluffy red hair. Smiling she said, “I’m Twist and my cutie-mark is two candy canes because I like making candy!” she said.

About thirty minutes went bye. Every foal had been called on except an orange pony. She finally, called on an orange pony with a purple mane. “I-I don’t have one.” She said sadly. Candy heart felt awful, she knew what it felt like to be what some ponies called a “Blank Flank” A grey foal named Silver Spoon giggled and called out to the class, “Somepony’s a blank flank!” Candy sawCherilee stand, Candy shook her head and Cherilee looked shocked.

“Excuse me young filly, but maybe you should hear my story. You will change your mind about ‘blank flanks’” Candy Heart said disapprovingly.  “When I was a foal I was an orphan.” She said, “I was bullied and there was an orphanage that took care of me. My relatives didn’t want me, so they didn’t adopt, or even visit. I never had anyone to help me earn my cutie-mark. Not only was I alone, but at school all fillies and colts teased me because I had no cutie-mark. My teacher was my only friend.” She said with remorse. All the fillies and colts were upset with themselves and because of the sadness of the story.

“I was a mare when I got my cutie-mark. Princess Celestia came to see me because I was the first pony in the history of cutie-marks to get a cutie-mark like mine.” She said. The orange pony was crying by now and she looked up with her large dark purple eyes. “What does it mean?” she asked.  “My job is matching orphans to the right parents.” She finished.

The foals went to lunch and recess after she lightened the critical mood with some stories. She had lunch with Cherilee who wanted more information on her foalhood. Candy answered all of her questions. The door opened and she saw the orange foal again. She trotted up to Candy and smiled, “Miss. Candy can I talk to you after school?” she asked, tension in the filly’s voice. Candy nodded, “That’s fine with me, and by the way, what’s your name?” Candy asked. The orange filly giggled, “Scootaloo.” She answered.