Chapters Chapter 1
Fate is cruel.
Nopony liked me because I had no cutie mark, despite me being an adult. They called me a freak everywhere I went. They called me horrible names and kicked me out of my town I live in. Everywhere I went. I had to constantly move from town to town just to experience peace for a few days before the cycle started all over again. Nopony seemed to accept me. Nopony seemed to care.
Until he showed up.
It was like any normal day. Well, if you call staying at a crappy apartment with nothing but a small ragged bed and a cheap shower normal. I just couldn't go out because I didn't want to be shunned away. But I couldn't stay in. I would starve, or die of dehydration. Probably the latter. Not that I care at this point. My life sucks, and I pray to the Sun Goddess Celestia to send me a guardian angel. But that will never happen. I don't deserve one.
My stomach growled like an angry tiger. I needed some food or water, or I would die. I grabbed my bed's azure blanket to cover my bare flank. Why didn't I think of that before?
I rushed out of the apartment. I ran through my current home town Ponyville in search of a sufficient building that would supply my needs. I could really use a cupcake or something like that.
I raced past a couple of Ponyville homes and residents. I'm pretty lucky the blanket hiding my blank flank didn't fly away after all that running. I don't even know how that works. During my search I spotted what appeared to be a house completely composed of candy. Upon closer inspection, I discovered the name of the house was "Sugarcube Corner." Sounds more like a bakery, though it doesn't seem very smart to build anything meant as a home or business out of edible material. The sound of my stomach rumbling reminded me of my goal once more. I was tired, hungry, and the candy bakery just made my hunger increase. I took a deep breath, and with no hesitation I pushed the doors of Sugarcube Corner open and entered the building.
The second I stepped into the bakery, I took in the aroma of sliced bread and baked treats. There were various cupquakes, cookies and lollipops on display protected by pink stained glass. I trotted over to the counter where I assumed I would need to order what I wanted. The inside of Sugarcube Corner filled me to the brim with joy, and I was tempted to order more than just one cupcake.
Behind the counter stood a mare with a light pink coat and an impossibly fluffy dark pink mane.
"Well aren't you a new face! Can I take your order?" the pink pony cheerfully said. She seems really happy.
"A red velvet cupcake please." I put two bits on the counter. She pulled a cupcake seemingly out of nowhere and handed it to me. I thanked her, but before I could start heading to the exit, her cheerful face suddenly changed to one of confusion.
"Wait, you're new right?"
"Well, I have lived in an apartment in Ponyville for the last three months, though I don't explore around much and only come out to purchase food and clean water. Then I just spend the rest of the day in my apartment trying to sleep, crying over the last bowl of soup being spilled, that sort of stuff. So yeah, I guess I could be considered n-" I stopped near the end of my sentence when I realized the pink pony was nowhere to be found. I looked around. Nope, she definitely wasn't in the building. But it wasn't her sudden disappearance that startled me. It was what I said that creeped me out. Usually, I'm shy and hesitant about openly telling a pony about my current situation. Just now, I didn't hesitate at all and seemed like the exact opposite of shy.
The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to leave.
I grabbed the red velvet cupcake with my hoof somehow, and headed for the exit vowing to never come back to this creepy place again. Wait, where did that pony come from?
I tripped on the pony's hoof, causing the blanket to fall off revealing my mark-less flank and sending the cupcake flying.
"I got it!" shouted the voice of what seemed to be a stallion. I ignored it, as I was more focused on the fact that my entire dinner was going to be reduced to a pile of mush. All of a sudden a red blur blocked my vision.
I stood up and rubbed my eyes. The stallion I heard from before was holding the cupcake in one piece with his hoof. I couldn't believe it. My dinner was going to become a pile of garbage, and then somepony stepped in and saved the day. For me.
This bakery truly is magical.
"W-wha... Uh... thank you! I truly appreciate your act of kindness!" I said as the pony handed me the frosted treat. I could see who it was: A red Pegasus with short brown hair and a sword for a cutie mark. Though the cutie mark terrified me.
"Your welcome! You must be new here." The winged pony said.
"Uh... I guess? If you consider living for three months being new, then sure."
"The name's Wind Waker. But you can call me Wind." He said as he put a hoof out.
"Dawn." I said, shaking hooves with him. "I need to head home now, unless you want to come?" I asked, a hint of desperation in my voice. I hadn't had company since I lived with my parents.
"I guess I have nothing better to do." Wind laughed.
"So you're not going to ask about my lack of cutie mark?" I asked with confusion.
"Not really" Wind deadpanned. "And I don't care either. Besides, I have a little sister who hasn't found her talent yet." Well there's a difference between a filly without one and a grown adult. Oh well. At least he isn't laughing at me.
"Well, thank Celestia." I said. Me and Wind exited Sugarcube Corner and trotted together through the empty streets. Market stands have been placed around the town for the Summer Harvest Festival. Ponies were selling berries, apricots, peaches, and other assortments of fruits. Too bad I didn't bring any more bits with me.
Chapter 2
"So, what brings you here?" Wind asked me.
"I move constantly. This was the closest town to my previous home." I replied shyly. Where's a magical gingerbread bakery when you need one?
"Why did you move?"
"I just don't fit in."
"Why?"
"Because I have no cutie mark."
"Why would you move because of that? It's not like moving will magically grant you a special talent."
This is starting to get really annoying. Why is he asking all these questions? Doesn't he realize that I don't want to talk about my past? "Will you shut your speech hole for just one second?" I outburst. I immediately covered my mouth with my hoof. "Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean it! Please don't hate me!" Great. I just met the first pony in my life to keep up a conversation with me for more than five minutes, and I yell at him just for being curious. What is wrong with me?
"Hold up, why would I hate you? You obviously don't wanna talk about your life before, and I was stupid for not realizing that earlier. This doesn't mean I dislike you all of a sudden! I made a mistake, and I'm sorry for it." Wind said in a apologetic tone. It surprised me how kind and understanding he was. This might have been the best day in my whole life. I just made a my first friendship, and hopefully I won't mess it up.
"B-but I don't usually get THAT angry." I explained.
"Oh. Are you angry at all?" Wind asked.
"Very much, but usually bottle it up inside. I've never held a conversation that long to release it." I said. Then, out of nowhere, my stomach growled again. I knew I should have purchased more cupcakes.
"I think a single cupcake isn't going to fill you up." Wind said. "Wanna have some lunch with me? Its my treat."
"Sure!" I said. I've never been more excited in my life. Nopony has ever asked me to go to lunch before. I'll make sure not to mess this up.
We went inside the cafe that Wind was taking me to. It was about 2, so it was completely empty. I looked at my menu and ordered some hay fries. Wind ordered a hay burger.
I asked Wind about his sister. Gee Dawn, great conversation starter, I thought to myself.
"Well, my sister has orange skin and pink and red shades of hair. Her names Babs Seed, the greatest sister you can have!" Wind explained.
"At least you have family that care about you," I said, on the verge of tears. I blink them back and continue "My dad is the only family I have left, and he kicked me out of his house. Because that's what you do to 20 year old mares that are mooching off their fathers..."
"Well, at least you have a small family. I have a huge family! Cousins, sibilings, parents, grandparents, and more. We always have to go to family reunions annually, but it's fun to see my favorite cousins!"
We finish our meals and head outside. "Ok then, see you tomorrow I guess?" I say, though it came out more like a question.
"Hey, you said that I was visiting your house. Am I still doing that?" Wind said. I was surprised he even remembered that.
"Yes, I-I guess it slipped my mind. Sorry." I say, and smile weakly in response.
"That's ok. I can't remember things as well." Wind and I walked the path to my house. As we walked, strange thoughts came to me. I started to like him. Not as friends, but love. It felt strange, because nopony didn't like me, and it was obvious Wind liked me. But I never liked anypony the same way as Wind. Come to think of it, I've never liked anypony. They all shunned me, all because of my bucking blank-flank. Sometimes I just wish I knew what my special talent is. I'm not good at anything, and I'd be a tiny bit happier if my talent was being useless. Because then I'd have a picture on my Celestia-damned butt!
We arrive at my appartment building, and start walking up the stairs, in silence. Obviously. I would make it too awkward if I tried to talk, and I doubt Wind has anything to talk about. "I really like your mane." Wind said to me. "Well, I was wrong," I thought to myself. "I guess he does have something to say." The truth is, I can't afford manecuts, or to get my mane styled. Or colored. I never really liked the kind of evil, dark look of my mane, but there isn't really anything I can do about it.
When we enter my appartment, I gesture my hoof around as I state the obvious. "Welcome to my appartment, I guess. You're the first visitor I've had." I mentally facehoof as I mentally insult myself "Way to go, Mrs. Obvious"
"It looks a lot nicer than other ponies' apartments." Wind said he walked to the couch and turned on the TV. He put on what I think was his favorite show, My Little Human.
"Just don't keep that on for long, OK? Unless you want to pay for my electricity bill," my yell turns into a mutter. "Which I can't afford." "Oh, ok." Wind said as he turned off the TV. "Do you mind if I rest on the couch?"
"Sure." I look at my azure-blue bedsheet still around me, and now it's dirty. Oh well, I just throw it on my bed walk away. I look at Wind who is resting on the couch. He's so cute from this angle. I blush slightly and shake my head as I walk into the small bathroom to take a shit.
When I came back from emptying my bowels, Wind was already asleep. He looked as cute as a button! I walked over to him and stroked his mane softly. Then, I leaned in and kissed his cute little red mouth. I walked away and was going to my room until I heard somepony say, "I saw that."
Author's Note
I would put clop here but I decided against it. I can't write clop for the life of me.
Chapter 3
"I know." I reply. "Good night."
Wind just looked at me, like he didn't know what just happened before shrugging and going to sleep.
----------In The Morning ----------
The sunlight peeks through the window. Sometimes I hate the sun. Ironically, my least favorite time of day is dawn. Because thats when I exit the only place I'm happy and enter reality. Celestia, I hate reality. I sigh to myself and get out of bed and walk into the little living room. I see a red pegasus and then remember what happened last night. Wind is talking in his sleep, muttering something about an element of time. Sounds like a horrible dream.
I chuckle to myself and nudge Wind to wake him up. I would leave him a note, except I can't write. Now, don't get me wrong, I know how. But I literally don't have enough strength to use magic. And if I want enough strength, I'm going to need more cupcakes. Hopefully that psycho pink pony isn't there. She was weird. I nudge Wind again. I swear, that pony sleeps like a log.
I reach down until I'm level with his ear and I whisper, "Wake up."
He shot up and looked at me like he'd seen a ghost.
"Oh, right. I forgot I was staying over at your house. Well, I'd better get back to Sweet Apple Acres and my cousin. She'd be worried about me." Wind suddenly stopped before looking at me, "Hey, do you want to come? I'm sure she'd love to meet you."
I pondered the idea in my head. I'd met Applejack before, asuming that's who he was talking about. There were only four ponies on Sweet Apple Acres, after all.
On one hoof, Applejack would probably be happy to give me some food, so I'm all for it.
But on the other hoof. Applejack's sister Apple Bloom would either have an emotional meltdown at the sight of me not having a cutie mark, and would probably start bawling at the fact that she may never get a cutie mark. Or, she may try to assimilate me into her crazy cutie mark cult. I can still remember them running up and down the hall and shouting 'CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS ROOM SERVICE!'
I sucked in a deep breath and nodded. I mostly let my stomach decide. Surely I could say no to a pair of puppy dog eyes, if Apple Bloom was there, couldn't I?
----------Sweet Apple Acres ----------
Wow. That's alot of trees. And apples.
"Wind! Ah was wondering where y'all were!" I froze up. I recognised that voice.
Sure enough, I saw Applejack approaching us with a concerened expresion.
She looked at me, "Who's this?" She paused and looked at Wind trying to contain his blush before a smile found itself on her face. "This your marefriend you picked up at Sugarcube Corner, yesterday?"
Wind suddenly got all defensive. "She's not my marefriend. H-how would you know, anyway?"
"Ah was there, watchin' from muh stall. Well, ah suppose any friend, or marefriend, of muh cousins is a friend o' mine. Pleasure to meet ya..." She stuck her hoof out.
"Dawn" I replied meekly, taking the hoof. She shook it so hard and gripped it so firmly I couldn't feel my hoof at all.
"Well, howdy Dawn..." She trailed off, probably because she spotted my blank flank.
"Ah can tell it's a sore subject. Ah ain't gunna push it." She said, quietly and sympathetically.
Suddenly a high pitched voice pierced the sky. "HEY SIS!"
Applejack saw my eyes widen, but probably just brushed it off as suprise. "Well, howdy, Apple Bloom. Is breakfast ready?"
Wind draped a protective wing over my blank flank. "Good, I'm hungry. Can Dawn come?"
Applejack thought it over. "Ah don't see why not. Apple Bloom, go tell Granny Smith to make some room for one guest."
----------Sweet Apple Acres Homestead ----------
Dear Celestia. The sheer amount of apples in this place. And the apple products. And pasteries. Just about everything to do with apples is here.
And the apple pancakes. They were good. No, they were better than good. They were bucking delicious.
This is the most food I've ever eaten in one day. No, a week. For breakfast. What about lunch? Asuming they let me stay over for lunch.
"Somepony's sure as sugar hungry. If ah didn't know better, Ah'd say you haven't eaten all week!" Applejack joked. Everypony at the table except me laughed.
"I haven't." I deadpan. Everypony suddenly stopped laughing. "What was that, sugarcube?" Applejack asked, concern plastered all over her face.
"I hardly ever eat. So thank you all, so kindly, for letting me eat here." Needless to say, everypony looked at me with suprise and concern.
Wind spoke up, "I think you should see Twilight, now that you have some energy." I weakly nodded.
After I'd left, I could have sworn I heard a 'PINKIE' and 'the library' and that psycho pink mare's voice.
----------Ponyville Marketplace ----------
"So, who's Twilight?" I asked.
"She's the town librarian, and magic extrodinaire. I think she's also the princess's personal student." Wind explained.
"And I'm seeing her, because..."
"You need to learn magic." He deadpanned. He pointed to a big tree in the distance. "That's it." He said.
"That's what?" I asked.
"The library." He explained.
"Aren't we seeing Twilight?" I asked.
"Yeah." He confirmed
"So shouldn't we visit her house?" I suggested.
Wind paused. "For whatever reason, she lives in the library."
Wind knocks on the door. It swings open, and there's nothing but darkness.
"Well, she's not here. So we should just go back to-" Wind cut me of.
"No, she's here. I can hear breathing." Wow. Wind has good hearing.
I take a step into the library and suddenly the lights turn on.
"SUPRISE!"
I suddenly see darkness again. *THUMP*
Author's Note
something about an element of time. Sounds like a horrible dream.
get the reference?
Anyway, I guess you guys deserve a chapter. Pico does, at least. And I found my 'even'.
Sorry, this is going on hiatus. At least until I finish some of my other stories.
