The Story of Princess Purple Rust

by Princess Purple Rust

Rating: everyone
Tags: Slice of Life
Length: 1727

This is the story of me. How I became a princess, why Luna adopted me, and why I don't have my cutie mark.

This is the story of me. How I became a princess, why Luna adopted me, and why I don't have my cutie mark. About the day i learned I was an alicorn and about my filllyhood. About Bubble Gum and about the one dream I remember from fillyhood. Why I wear a fez and a jacket. And why I want to start writing.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-10-09 00:30:03 UTC

Chapter 1: The Dream

  "A pegasus? HA! That's mythology, little girl! And OH, were you a purple pegasus? Is that why your skin is purple?"

"Whatever! Who cares about YOUR opinion?" I cried at the mean humans, who were making fun of me for saying I didn't come from where ever this place was.  'America' I recalled Bubble Gum, my BFF, telling me.

I could hear them teasing me as I headed towards my locker, but I tuned them out. "0-3-22," I muttered to myself. As I reach for my math book, I saw the little slide-phone. Looking both ways, I grabbed it and typed a message to    BubbsGum as my contacts listed.

Thumbs R soooo weird!

the text read. Smiling, I pressed send. In seconds the reply came:

i no, right!?!

come over later, i have an idea of how to get back to Equestria.

TTYL    -BubbsGum <3 <3

LATER...

"Bubbs!"

  "Purbs!"

  "You know I HATE that nickname, Bubble Gum." I said, hugging her.

  "Fine. Um... Purst? No. Rusty? Purble? P-Rust? Purp-Rust? PURP-RUST! That's it. Purp-Rust!" she exclaimed, Bouncing up and down, causing her hair to fly around in pinkish-orange wisps like cotton candy. Her pale orange skin showed attempts at tanning. I hadn't even looked in a mirror since I got here, Mainly because I liked it here.

One week ago, during a overnighter with Bubble Gum, we woke up at about two in the morning to loud crashing noises. We looked in the mirror, and were pulled inside it. I haven't trusted any mirrors sense.

A few minutes later, we were sitting on the bathroom floor. "Listen carefully, and do exactly what I tell you," Bubble Gum said with a worrying amount of urgency in her voice. Glup "I want you to see yourself before we go back. stand up."

I did as I was told. I looked into the mirror, and the girls staring back at me were beautiful. Bubble Gum's shoulder-length hair was eight even stips of alternating orange and pink, one section of each in front of her shoulders. Her neon orange eyes sparkled. Her plain white T-shirt and faded blue jeans made her seem more simple. I noticed a deep blue hair band on her head. Turning slightly to look at myself, I gasped. I was really cute. Two-toned purple hair fell in a messy waterfall to my bottom. My skin was slightly tinted purple, and my eyes; I couldn't even describe how my eyes looked. I looked at my side, only seeing my pink T-shirt and skirt.

   "We lost our wings." I said.

Laughing we sat down.

  "This is goodbye, for now at least. You can go back to Equestria by waking up. You're dreaming, Purple Rust." Gasping, I looked down. I was starting to fade.

  "What about you? Aren't you coming?" I choked out, as I faded to wisps. The last thing I remember hearing was

  "I'm not going. I'm not dreaming. You are, Princess Purple Rust."

Chapter 2: The AfterDream

I awoke, gasping and sweating.

  "PRINCESS purple rust?" I muttered to myself. That's a bit odd. I'm just an orphan, not a PRINCESS! Mom lied.  'Oh well,' I thought, turning to look at the clock.   5:45.   I wasn't going to get any more sleep. Did I need it? I mean, I was out. FOR A WEEK!    "Maybe I was in a coma or something," I said aloud, looking around. Expecting to see the other girls at the orphanage, I was surprised to see I was in the Ponyville Hospital. Turns out I WAS in a coma or something..

Oh well.

Did i ever tell you about the kids at the orphange? No? Okay then. This is who they are...

Chapter 3: The Orphans

Did I ever tell you about the kids at the orphange? No? Okay then. This is who they are...

Tulip Bulb, a short white earth pony with short blood red hair, cutie mark five little tulips; she changed her name when she got it; she used to be Paper Cut, (her dad was a JERK)

Belle Blu, a light blue pony with gold-dusted hair and pink highlights, very pretty, cutie mark a bell;

Shell Shore, a sand-coloured mare with yellow hair. Cutie mark is (you guessed it!) a shell! She runs a small sea shell stand by the library. She and Twilight are good friends ;

Bubble Gum, a light orange mane with pink-and-orange hair, (My BFF) and a pile of gumballs as a cutie mark ;

And lastly (of the mares) Me. Purple Rust. I'm very tall, I have a LONG mane and tail, a lovely two-toned purple. My base colour? Purple, DUH. With patches my mom said looked like rust. Purple rust. She lied a lot.

Then there's the boys.

Joey Brick, (don't even ask), a brick maker, (Cutie mark A BRICK) joey is reddish brown... LIKE A BRICK

And Danny Carrot, Carrot Top's cuzin, a cute orange pony with blue hair.

Everyone ELSE seems to have a cutie mark that matches their names... And then.. there's ME. What am I gonna do?? Sell rust? Who will BUY that?

But... BubbsGum called me.. a princess. Could it be true? Was I really destined to become a princess? Orphaned, Cutie-mark-less , Purple Rust?

Well, It turns out I was, because the next day, I saw a unicorn horn on my head. Well, alicorn, I guess, in my case.

Chapter 4: The Coat

A HORN!! But I was a pegasus! Well, I guess I was an alicorn now. I might tell Bubble, but not the others, they might try to break it, or pull of my wings so I wouldn't be an alicorn. Now THAT would hurt!

Looking around I saw that there was a blob of red on the nightstand. My fez! I was given a "H0W 2 M4K3 H4TS" kit, and it had red felt and a "H0W 2 M4K3 F3ZZ35" page. It was a little hard to read, with all the numbers and stuff, but I did my best, and I loved how it turned out. I put it on, covering my horn.

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Princess Luna watched the young filly thu with her viewing magic. She watched the purple pony excitedly grab the fez, and put it on, but not where most ponies put their hats. As if... She was covering...

  "Maybe, but.. does she.. really?" Luna muttered to herself.

  "Luna? Are you okay?" asked a voice in the other room.

  "We are fine, sister," Luna replied

  "Okay then.. But your talking to yourself out loud again," Celestia said.  "Are you still watching Purple Rust?"

  "Yes, she's awake now."

   "Good. So she knows her destiny? She better, you KNOW I hate casting coma-inducing-destiny-sharing-dreams!" Celestia replied.

  "We think she does. She put on the fez as if she was covering her horn," said Luna with a sigh.

  "Well, I did set the appointment. We are going to the the Ponyville Orphanage Monday the 2nd at, um let me see," said Celestia, looking at her watch.  "Three PM."

  "Good, good. We can talk to her. She can join the family!"

  " Aunt Celestia," Celestia muttered to herself.  "Got a nice ring to it." Clearing her throat she added,  "Anything else new?"

  "Well," said Luna, opening her magic viewing portal.  "She checked out of the hospital, and she said she's going shopping before she heads back to the orphange."

  "SHOPPING? Purple Rust SHOPPING? Haha, nice one Luna!"

  "No. really, look," said Luna.

  "Oh wow. Well, at least that jacket is cute," Celestia said with a laugh.

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Purple flew into the coat shack.

  "Purple Rust? I don't think I've ever seen YOU shopping!

  "I.. Just... Want... A.. Purple.. Coat.. Lots of.. Pockets." she said, out of breath.

  "You okay?" I asked.

  "Ya, ya, I'm fine. Just not used to flying as fast as Rainbow Dash," she joked.  "Ah, this one looks perfect. How much?" Purple said, throwing the vest on the counter.

  "Uh, well that one's on clearance, so 2 bits." I replied.

  "Wow, thanks!" said purple Rust happily.  "I never buy clothes, so I don't even know if it's a good deal or not, but it sounds like one!" she said, throwing on the vest and placing her money on the desk.  "SEE YA," She shouted, flying out the door.

I smiled. The bell rang and in troted Dashie.

  "Hey, Dash," I said happily. "Can I help you?" (I loved my job as a clerk, and my boss told me to ask every other pony this.)

  "Na, you seen Purple Rust? She wanted some flying tips," Rainbow said.

  "Ah, she was here a bit ago. You just missed her. Bought a light purple coat and spend away like a bullet. I thought she already go flying tips from you!" I joked.

  "Na, see you around tho!" Dash flew away gracefully, but fast.

  "Ah, I see. PR wasn't that graceful," I muttered to myself.

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  "PURPLE RUST!" I called. 'Ah, fine. I'll go home then I thought, spinning around and flying up. As I landed on my porch, I saw a flash of purple.  "Purple Rust? Were you waiting for me here?" I called out.

   "Eeyup."

   "Don't. That's Big Mac's thing, Purple,"

   "WHATEVER, you gonna teach me how to fly or no?" Purple said, looking around.  "Wow I never saw how big this place was. Cool house, Dashie!"

  "Also a no. Only AJ and Pinke can call me that."

  "FINE. What CAN I call you, then?" She asked.

  "I'm joking, you can call me Dashie."

"Okay, great. Let's Fly," Purple called, flying away.

  "Ah, kiddo, wait up!" I called with a laugh.  "Oh wait, you don't have to. I'm faster than you!"

  "WHATEVER!" Came the reply, from not too far above me.

  "Meet me at the track," I called.

  "When?"

  "NOW!" I Shouted, flying away, my mane and tail blurring in a classic Rainbow Dash way. I smiled.

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Exhausted, I walked home, ate dinner, and looked at the calender. It was Friday the 30, and my turn to mark of the day. Taking the post-It note from the wall and the green marker from the floor, I marked off the 30th, and wrote in on the 2nd 'Luna and Celestia visit' I hardly made it to the bed before sleep took me over. Dreams of the tips Dashie had told me, and practicing them filled my sleep-ladden mind.