Defective Pony

The next morning, the green filly rolled onto her side. She had kicked the blankets off of her; they rolled down off of her tiny body. Giggling Ivy looked down and saw the side of the bed, and on the floor was a cute pony plush. She gasped and jumped down for it.

"Yoo okay?! Yoo okay?!" She called out as she picked up the plush. "Yoo okay... You awe okay."

The filly left the room, with the plush on her back as she wandered around. She was confused, unsure of where she was. Ivy remembered that somepony nice had picked her up and brought her home with them... But not much more. She was exhausted..... And hungry.

Soon the filly found another room, a lump on the bed. She grabbed the covers in her mouth and pulled. Slowly Ivy managed to pull the covers off of the bed.

"I huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnngggggwwwwwwyyyyyy!"

A white nose poked out from the bed.

"Nnng?"

Ivy decided to boop his nose, only to giggle afterwards.

"Huh?" Blast muttered, his nose scrunching up at the boop.

"I hungwy."

"Nnn... Okay..." He said as he shifted out to peer at Ivy.

"YAY!" Ivy said bouncing, the little plush falling off. "Nu! Nu fawing off!"

The stallion detangled himself from the rest of the covers, and got out of bed. His mane was a mess, it was all over the place, sticking up from the rough night. His covers were black and white, in the shape of yin-yang. It was a nice look and Ivy bounced off to the kitchen, ahead of Blast.

"Heehee!" Ivy giggled once she stepped hoof into the kitchen.

Blast pulled down a bowl and put it on the island and filled it with cereal and milk.

"Guess we better go shopping today."

"Weawwy? Ceweeeeaaaaalll."

"Yes, cereal. Cookies are not for breakfast."

"Yay!!" Ivy giggled as she sat on a stool at the island to eat her cereal.

But before the filly took a bite she looked up at Blast Shield.

"Fank yoo."

"It's no trouble little one," he replied as he got himself a bowl of cereal and sat next to her.

The two sat next to each other quite content. Even though Ivy was making a mess, spilling the milk and cereal all over the counter top, Blast seemed to be happy. His eyes were bright and his smile large, watching the little filly eat.

"You need another bath now silly little one," Blast said as he finished up his cereal after she did.

"I wiked dat ceweal!"

With that Blast picked up the filly off of the counter top of the island and walked towards the bathroom again. Putting her in the tub and letting the water fill up to her.

"Lesh get you cleaned up."

"Weeeeeee," the filly squeaked.

"Heehee," Ivy splashed in the water, getting Blast's face wet.

Chuckling Blast shook the water off and grabbed the soap. He lathered her up in the soap, getting her covered in bubbles. The green filly squeaked in joy. She looked up at the stallion, happier than the previous day. Ivy squealed as she felt Blast tickle her tummy, like before, but this time on purpose.

"Yoo did dat!"

"Yes I did," he chuckled. "There, now you are all clean again."

"YAY!"

Blast nuzzled the wet filly's cheek, smiling at her.

"Yay fank yoo!" Ivy said as she wiggled her rear end in the water.

"It's no trouble sweetie.. " He said as he lifted her out of the tub and dried her off with another towel. "Let's clean up the dishes and go shopping."

"Okaaaaayyyy!!"

With Ivy all cleaned up, the stallion picked her up by the scruff of her neck and walked towards the kitchen. Ivy swinging in his grasp she sang, in a horribly off-tune sound. She looked up at Blast, hoping to get an approval of her singing.

Blast chuckled as he set her down. He put on some of his saddle bags and put a list in one of the pouches.

"Very good singing little one."

"Yay!"

Blast smiled as he then picked up the dishes, putting them in the sink, and cleaning them quickly. Ivy was sitting on a stool watching him, curious to know what he was doing. She shrugged it off though, watching him closely.

"Yoo da bestest."

Blast smiled nodding to her.

"I try."

"We go now?"

"Yes."

"YAY!" Ivy said as she bounced up, without jumping up into the air. "We going owt!"

"Yes we are. Hmm... We should probably hide your wings..."

"Why?"

"So we don't cause a stirr..."

"Huh?"

"Ponies haven't seen Pegicorns very often, and when they do they almost always think Alicorn which are Royalty."

"What?" Ivy asked furrowing her eyebrows confused.

"Ponies don't often see others with both wings and horns, the only time they do is when the Princess is around," Blast Shield explained as he sighed.

"But.. why?"

"Well... it's not often ponies are born with both, it's a beautiful rarity."

"Hmph."

"Think of it this way, you get to wear a cool cape," Blast said nuzzling her.

"A caaaaape?" Ivy asked excitedly.

"Yes, like a super hero."

"YAY SUPA HEWO!!" Jumped the filly.

"Come here, I'll give you a cape," Blast said as he pulled out a cloth from his saddle bags.

Ivy looked up at Blast as he tied a blue cloth around Ivy's neck, making sure to hide her small wings. He smiled and nodded as he finished tying the cloth in a knot.

"There, all ready?"

"YAY I A SUPA HEWO!"

"Yes you are," he said nuzzling her and opening the door.

"YAY WET'S GOOOO!" Ivy rushed out the door, the cape fluttering behind her.

The two went into Canterlot's wondrous shopping mall. It was filled with many shops, all of which were different in how they were run and who ran them. Ivy looked at them all, while she stood by Blast Shield. It was nice, because no matter what happened Ivy had somepony who was looking out for her. Unlike what she had experienced before.

Flash Back

Looking up, Ivy was walking towards a Unicorn mare, she was a powder blue, her mane purple and her eyes green. She gently poked the mare, only to be given a stern look.

"Go play elsewhere!"

Ivy looked down, walking away from the mare. Ivy went into the next room and saw a stallion Pegasus. She walked up to him and sat right in front of him before gently poking him. He was a strong green color, with a dark black mane and piercing blue eyes. He looked down at her giving her a glare of daggers, forcing the filly to dash away as fast as possible.

The filly went to her room, it was a blank room. Filled with just a small cot and nothing more. It had no color to the walls, just blank white. It made Ivy feel alone and empty. She looked and cried, her parents wouldn't pay attention to her or when they did it was always met with a glare.

Ivy followed behind the white stallion, in awe of what was around. She smiled and squeaked, running around. She bolted back and forth, keeping close to Blast Shield, but the little filly enjoyed the freedom. Even though Blast Shield was trying to get the items needed, he had to keep a close eye on the filly. It wasn't easy, then again Ivy didn't make it easy with her need to go rushing about everywhere. It was difficult to make sure that the little filly's wings were kept hidden, because Blast knew that some of the ponies would question it.

"Come on Ivy, we need to get the fruits," Blast said smiling.

"WOOSH! Okaaaaaaay!!!" Ivy said as she followed behind, the cape flittering up, her wing tips showing.

"Careful, my tying skills are not the best, whoosh too much and it might fly off!"

"Oh nooo! Not mah cape!" The filly kept that in mind as she wooshed less and followed the white stallion.

"What fruits do you like little one?"

"Stwabewwies!"

"Okay we'll get some strawberries, and bananas."

"I wike kiwi too," Ivy said giggling.

"I don't know if they have kiwi little one..."

"Awww...." Ivy said pouting.

"Maybe we can find something kiwi scented. Like bath soap. Then you can be a little kiwi princess."

"YAY!"

"Good," Flame Storm muttered as he walked by and saw the two ponies. "Hey Blast, I found out something."

"Hm? Oh hello Flame. What did you find out?"

"HIIII DERE!" The foal waved her right hoof towards Flame.

"Well, I asked around and a lot of ponies have seen her walking around. They thought she was just walking, they didn't realize she wasn't. So, when I asked, they said that they knew her parents. I went to talk to them, I got in, but once I said her name, they were like, "Who? We only have a colt named Blue Wing." So I'm guessing that either they have amnesia, or.... They abandoned her and they didn't give her to an orphanage. I say that 'cause I did ask the orphanages around.... None had her down or seen her before...."

Ivy listened closely, her ears perked, but suddenly they flattened. She turned and ran off, bolting as fast as her tiny legs could take her. She started to cry, small tear drops flying behind her. Ivy couldn't understand why her parents didn't love her, but she knew that they hated her now and that she wasn't welcomed there anymore. She ran so fast that her cape came off and some ponies saw but took little notice. Soon the filly found a little hiding place, it was a sort of crack between two buildings, small enough for just a foal.

"I see.... ! Ivy!" Blast noticed the filly run and he tried to catch up to her.

"Dey hate me....." Ivy cried out.

"Ivy? Baby girl? Where'd you go hunny..."

"Mommy.... daddy.... dey.... dey hate me.... why.... why dey hate me?"

"Ivy..." Blast heard the filly's crying, and soon he found her.

Laying down the stallion listened close, trying to reach his hoof towards her.

"Ivy hunny come here..."

"Nu..."

"Please...?"

"Nu.... I... I hated..."

"I don't hate you..." Blast said calmly.

"Yus... yus yoo doo..."

"No I don't.... You're the light in my life... I'm just an old solider who can't fight... You give me a reason to live."

"Mommy.... and daddy... dey shaid.... I.... I... was da bestest... but... but... I.... dey weft me... dey... dey put me.... owtside...and... and..." Ivy said as she cried harder and harder, leaving her fur a matted mess.

"I'll never do that to you. I'll soon die than leave you alone."

The filly sobbed, she was making a small puddle of tears and left her fur a matted mess of tears. She shook her head and rubbed her eyes, her entire body shaking from sobbing, but she didn't leave her little hovel.

"Do you wanna hear a story baby girl?"

Ivy looked up at the white stallion, her blue eyes red and puffy from crying. Sniffling, she looked nodded, keeping herself quiet.