Bits don't buy love.
The Beggining
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I sighed as I looked through my aunts old stuff. Teddy bear, manebrush, old dress. My whole body ached. "Ms.Lucky, do you really think you should work so hard?" Kittyhooves, my favorite maid, asked me. I looked up. The moonlight shone through the window.
"Better get it done now, like dad used to say!" I tried to sound cheerful. Kittyhooves nodded, her white cutiemark half-glowing as she walked away. "She... she can't be dead..." I wailed. My horn failed as tears leaked out of my eyes, shattering a purple vase.
"Luckyhorn?" a voice shook me out of my memories. "Luckyhorn! I heard glass shatter, and I wanted to see if you were all right." my sister, Princess Skyla, walked into the room. She flied nimbly over the broken vase.
"I'm okay." I nodded. Skyla sighed with relif and hopped out of the room. A stallion I didn't know carefully cleaned the glass and walked away, not a word spoken. -You'll be fine.- I said to myself as I used my remaining energy to put my aunts stuff away. Then I walked out of the room, got my jacket, and headed outside.
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"Ponyville station!" the conductor shouted. I felt a little better this morning, and the new house in ponyville Skyla had bought me looked nice in the picture. I gave the trains waiter an extra bit and trotted outside. Cold wind made me shiver as my scarf wildly whipped my back.
"Hey, you!" a mare called me. I turned to see a yellow mare with a red mane. Her cutiemark was an apple with a pink flower near the stem. "How are you travelin'? You think you're gonna sprout wings and fly?" the mare asked.
"Annnnnnnnny minute now." I joked.
"C'mon. You can ride with me and Applecandy." she nodded towards a yellow colt wirh a short, ragged, brown-ish mane.
"Alright." I smiled. They showed me their ride and took me to my new house.
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