It's hopeless.

I have lost my only daughter, the best thing that has ever happened in our lives. But now she is gone. I can't find her anywhere. And it's all her fault. After she tried to poison our daughter, why was I stupid enough to go to work and leave her alone with her... mother?

Ditzy Doo is not a retard; she has a mental disability. She isn't stupid; she just doesn't understand as much as others do. But you continue to call her "Derpy" just because of the mistakes she makes due to her disorder. I never would have thought you would stoop so low. How does it feel to be locked up again? After you killed our little sweetheart... I just... can't...

No... I will not let this get me down. I will find her, whether she's dead or not, I... will... find her. And then I'll...

I'll...

I don't know.

**********

I have finally arrived at Ponyville, the one place that I haven't checked. I had searched every forest down to the Everfree, but there was nothing. If she isn't here, then I might as well face the fact that my daughter, the most precious thing to me, the girl I loved more than life itself, was dead. She might as well have been mauled by a timberwolf of the forest... along with me. She didn't deserve this. Why would such a big difference between her and other children drive my wife to do such a horrible and unforgivable thing?

Head held low, and tears pouring out, I drag my hooves through the town in a hopeless search for my missing, if not dead daughter. I haven't slept for for a week straight. I'm surprised I haven't even passed out from exhaustion. If you could see all the dirt and stuff stuck to my coat, mane, and tail, you would know that I have spent all that time searching.

I haven't been eating much either. I can't, not when still have searching to do. I couldn't stop, I just couldn't. Not until I had checked every city, every forest, everywhere I could go. I am absolutely starving, after having only eaten when I was desperate for food.

I can't even think straight anymore. Nor can I fly straight. My head is spinning, I feel sick to my stomach, my voice has gone hoarse, my wings feel like they could snap off at any point, but what is keeping me going is hope for finding my dear, sweet Ditzy Doo. But even that is almost completely gone. I have stopped caring about anything else in life. All that matters to now is her. I need her, and she needs me.

Finally, I find the strength to lift my head and look in all directions. I am so tired, I can't see straight. But I see nothing that looks like Ditzy. My hooves feel heavy with every step as I walk towards a pony. I do not even care enough to give a physical description. I'd even ask Nightmare Moon herself, were she here now.

"Excuse me?" My voice has come to sound more like a whisper, but she seems to have heard as she turns around.

"Yes sir--Oh... my." I know she looks shocked at my own appearance. "Are you alright, sir?"

I groan in annoyance. "You know how stupid that question is? Of course I'm not!"

"Oh, I'm sorry. Is there something I can help you with?"

"I'm looking for someone. My daughter has been missing for a week. She's a pegasis filly. Her coat is grey, and her mane and tail, blond. She has yellow eyes that are a little... off. Please tell me you have seen her." I hadn't noticed how desperate I sound right now.

"I'm sorry, but I have been gone for the past two weeks. I haven't seen anyone new here. But seeing as this is an emergency, you might want to go to town hall and speak with the mayor. Anyone who finds a lost child goes straight to her." The mare points down the road towards a towering building.

"Okay, thanks." The mare nods as I slowly gallop to the building. I hope I can find her there. I need my daughter back, or I'll have nothing. When I reach town hall, I almost ram my face into the door. I open the door, only to be face to face with the mayor herself. Startled, the both of us take a step back. "Are you the mayor?" I ask as I catch my breath.

The mare nods. "Yes. You look exhausted. Are you alright?"

I quickly shake my head. "No, I'm not. I lost my daughter. She's a pegasis filly with grey fur, a yellow mane and tail, yellow eyes that are kind of crossed, and I was told that you were the one to go to."

"Well, yes. And I do believe I have seen a little foal of your description."

"You have?!" The hope that was so close to leaving me has returned, and it felt like I had an energy boost.

"Yes, and she--"

"Where is she?"

"Well, she--"

"Is she alright? Is she hurt?!" I'm leaning so far forward towards her, I'm practically standing on my front hooves. I have much more questions I would like to ask, but I only wanted to know the most important stuff.

"Can I talk, please?" Then I try to contain my excitement before she continues. "No, she isn't hurt. She is just fine. As for where she is, the pony who found her has taken her into her home while we have a search party looking for you. I'll have to call off the search later. But for now I'll just show you where her home is."

She leaves the building, and I follow right behind her. I can't believe it! My daughter is alive! She's alive! Alive! I have never been so happy to hear that word. Alive. I could practically cry right here, right now. After a week of searching, I have finally found the place where she actually IS! Now I know that I am just one step ahead of reuniting with my sweet daughter.

My little Ditzy Doo.

Author's Note

Now who could have offered Derpy their home while they search for her parents, I wonder?

I tried my best at what a father would do while looking for a lost child. I hope I did good.