Dear Diary/My dear journal
Sandy
Dear Diary,
Well, we finally did it. We made the move down from Canterlot to Ponyville. It feels so exciting to be in a new place with loads of potential new friends. I have to admit, it was a little hard to say bye to my old house back in Canterlot as well as all my friends last week at the party, but I know they’ll all stay in contact with us, especially Vicky. Mum said I should keep this diary just so I can look back at what happened in the past few years, so hi Diary.
Must say the trip was really fun heading up to Ponyville. Dad had us singing along with a lot of old travelling songs that we had when we made the trip to the castle for whatever parties that us kids were allowed to attend as well and Mellow seemed to be smiling a little. That’s the thing about my brother, he’s nice but he really never smiles enough, at least compared to me and Mum and Dad so it was really nice to see him not being such a spoilsport. It only happened when Dad put on his stuffy old music but I still love to see him smile regularly.
Shame though that Moons didn’t want to come with us to Ponyville but Mum and Dad seemed to be ok with him staying in Canterlot for university. They’ve always said to him that “Study must come first” and he always took that to heart, especially considering he’s learning something as super hard as Medicine. He says he wants to be the best surgeon in all of Equestria and I think he can do it.
The first pony we ran into when we arrived was a Pink fluffy earth pony who ran off the moment she saw us to our new house. We all just shrugged and went to what was now our home. But it had been turned into a big PARTY with everypony from Ponyville there. There was even a small band playing there, doing the sort of music that Mellow really likes, the really boring stuff by old dead guys. I think they had known for a little while that we had been going to move here.There was even a small band playing there, doing the sort of music that Mellow really likes, the really boring stuff by old dead guys. He seemed to enjoy that music a lot and I was glad to see a little bit of gloom disappear from his face while he watched them play. Anyway, I was allowed to stay up late and talk to lot’s of other fillies my age. There was this really nice pony named Aura who talked to me really quickly. She’s in the same year as me in school and she doesn't have her cutie mark either. It's going to be great when I get to school on Monday, just like when I was in Canterlot. There were a couple of other fillies there without their cutie mark but I wasn’t liking them as much as Aura. I still hope they’re in the same class as me though Anyway, I think that’s all for now, I’ll write a little bit more tomorrow.
Sandy.
Mellow
Journal,
We’ve finally made the transition. So long Canterlot, welcome Ponyville. This feels much more like my kind of place, definitely a much more casual vibe when we arrived. I mean, Canterlot still has a casual feel to it in some areas, but most ponies are more like Moons, more interested in the upper class lifestyle whereas our family has never liked it. It seemed like the only reason we stayed there as long as we did was so Moons could finish his study and get into Canterlot University. Unfortunately, that really didn’t fit in with what I was going through, as many ponies weren’t really fond of the way I reacted to certain situations. I’m really hopeful that doesn’t happen here in Ponyville, which I suppose is the reason Dad chose this place to move for his new job. He’s also always said that he prefers a country lifestyle in comparison to busy city life, and I tend to agree with him in this respect. Sandy seemed a bit upset during the farewell party to be saying goodbye to all her Canterlot friends, but she’s young. She also thinks she’ll make a lot of new friends in Ponyville, which I’m sure she will. My little sister is so outgoing in comparison to me that I always wonder why I can never show the confidence of a filly 5 years younger than me without a cutie mark. Maybe that will come eventually.
Trip up was pretty fun. Dad, of course, had his corny old record of songs we’ve been listening to in long trips featuring a lot of golden oldies. I did devote my time to focussing on the study I had missed until Mum decided to swap out Dad’s record with some of the classical I listen to, to which I immediately took notice. There were some great composers the likes of which we will never see again or hear the kind of music they produced, composers like Mareler and Hoofzt. Sandy found the music a little dull and asked if we could play some Sapphire Shores, but that’s youth for you. Included with that was some performances from Octavia Phillharmonica, one of my favourite performers of the modern times whom I unfortunately never got a chance to see in the flesh while in Canterlot. It’s unlikely, but maybe I’ll see her in the future part of my life. Who knows?
As I said earlier, Ponyville is much more laid back. It seemed deserted at first apart from one Pink earth pony with a curly mane, who gasped and sped away on our families approach. A little weird, but I later found out that’s just the kind of thing you expect from that pony. She had apparently organised a welcoming party for the family which may not have been the best idea for a family who had just spent several hours travelling from one side of Equestria to the other. Or so it seemed at the time. Sandy took no notice of this and immediately was whisked away by a young filly named Aura. She didn’t have a Cutie Mark either. I was planning on turning in early as well, until I heard the ensemble start in the corner. They were playing a bit of Beethoofen, a composer that I usually don’t really enjoy but in this case put up with because they were actually playing his work quite well. In particular , the blue stallion on Piano was doing quite well with the difficult arpeggiated chords which has always made my life hell in performing his sonata’s. The party is still going on now, for how much longer I’m not sure. They do have to remember we have school starting next week. It will be interesting to see the differences in attitudes to education between Canterlot and Ponyville. At the very least, school in Ponyville has to be better than school in Canterlot, right? RIGHT?
Signing off for tonight,
Mellow.
Dear Diary/My dear journal
Sandy
Dear Diary,
YAY! I finally got to see Ponyville properly. Mum and Dad said that after breakfast, Mellow and I should go and have a look around the town. Mellow didn’t seem too impressed, which I found slightly odd. He had gotten to bed early last night during the party and seemed to be in a good mood when he went up to bed. Mum and Dad though didn’t look quite as nice when they woke up this morning though, they both seemed quite tired and a little bit weird. They always look that way though after big parties, or at least at the few dinner events I was allowed to go to with them. I did as why they were groaning a lot and clutching their head, but they said they really didn’t want to talk about it and would explain when I “was a bit older”. I hate when grown ups do that, I’m already 10!
Ponyville is a lot smaller than Canterlot, but there’s still plenty to do around town. I saw a place that looks like a huge cupcake and saw the Pink pony coming out, well, more skipping outside. She looked very perky and happy when she saw me and Mellow, and made sure to point out to me and Mellow all the places she considered fun. She told us also that her name was Pinkie Pie. I like Pinkie. She’s almost the exact opposite of my brothers.
One of the places she showed us was the lolly shop right near the school. It was called “Bon-Bons Sweets”. I put my cute sad face on for Mellow to take me in and it worked, like always. Inside was the shop of my dreams if it had some toys in it as well. Oh well, you can’t everything I suppose. At the counter was a slightly annoyed looking mare. Next to her was one of the musicians that had been at the party, a green unicorn with a Harp cutie mark. She looked a lot happier than the annoyed looking earth pony with two toffee cutie marks. The nice mare told us her name was Lyra and that if we needed any help, we just needed to ask. Straight away I asked for a bag of chocolate freckles. They’ve always been my favourites and Lyra looked even happier when I asked, saying that they were also her favourite. The other mare didn’t look happy though and grumpily weighed out 250 grams of freckles.
Mellow paid for them and then asked for some toffee. The grumpy one seemed to lighten up a bit when she heard him ask for that.
“Seems like she doesn’t like chocolate,” I said to Lyra.
“Oh don’t worry, little filly,” she said back to me. “Bon Bon just generally doesn’t like new ponies. Unless they buy her special toffee, which just between you and me, isn’t actually that nice.”
We giggled together. Bon-Bon glowered at us, then shoved the toffee in the bag for Mellow and made him pay 2 bits it for it! It seemed a little high, but Lyra didn’t seem worried.
“Don’t worry, she always adds more tax if she doesn’t like the customer”.
She waved as we left, though Bon Bon still looked mad at us as the door closed. Mind you, she had been looking grumpy still when I saw her last night around the deserts.
When we left the shop, I saw Aura standing outside looking in. She looked sad. I said hello and tried to hug her, but she felt like she didn’t want the hug. I’ve always been a huggy type according to Mum. Mellow saw how down she was and offered her some of his toffee. Once he gave her a piece she immediately became happy and bubbly, going straight back to the way she had been last night at the party. We talked as we walked (hey that rhymes!) and she told me how excited she was about school starting up. She did seem a little nervous though when we passed by two other fillies with their cutie marks, who were busy having a hushed conversation between themselves. One of them had a spoon on her flank, the other had some kind of crown, similar to what I had seen Princess Celestia have on her head that one time our class in Canterlot was blessed to be in her presence. I asked Aura why she seemed scared of those two fillies.
“Those two fillies are the meanest little ponies in Ponyville. They tend to just bully everyone to try and get their way. Watch out for them, they always hate new ponies in town and always tend to target them.”
I looked back at the pair. They did look rather mean. They saw me and Mellow, smiled quite sinisterly, giggled and then ran away. I hate when other ponies do that.
Our last stop for the day was the library. Aura wasn’t able to join us as apparently she had some chores which needed doing back at her home. She looked pretty sad to be saying that and I don’t blame her for being that way at all. I hate doing chores as much as her and try and do everything I can to get out of doing them at all costs. Mellow and our parents tells me that it helps to “build up character” and that it “prepares me for the future”. I just think it’s because they’re too lazy to do the jobs themselves.
Anyway, when we entered the library, a dragon approached off. This scared me and Mellow off. Few ponies have ever seen dragons ever, even baby dragons. We know how vicious and scary they are, mum tells me that if I ever seen a fully grown dragon, that I’m to run away and tell the princesses as soon as I next see them. This dragon though didn’t seem too scary, as he just shrugged as we ran away. Then we saw a unicorn we hadn’t expected to see whatsoever. We had heard that the student of Celestia, Twilight, may have moved to another town early last year from Moons but weren’t sure whether to believe him. Usually he’s right about these sorts of things but we can never fully tell with my older brother. Anyway, Twilight told the dragon off for scaring us, then came close to my brother.
“It’s ok you two. Spike’s young, he never wants to hurt fellow ponies.”
“Really?” I asked back.
“Yep, wouldn’t hurt a fly. Well, unless that fly was on top of a gem cake. Then I would probably get rid of it just so the rest of the cake wasn’t affected,” the dragon said back.
Me and Mellow looked at each, each with a similar look of confusion and slight anxiety. He shrugged and we followed both Twilight and the dragon named Spike into the library.
Even though it had looked a lot bigger on the outside due to it being, well, a tree, the inside was, well, a lot smaller than what we had seen in Canterlot. That’s not difficult though, the public libraries around Canterlot were always very big and I always felt quite awestruck by the size of the libraries. There were still plenty of books around the shelves, big books, small books, books from far away places with writing that I couldn’t read, and a small shelf full of comic books. That shelf also had a small basket with a blanket, where the dragon named Spike was lying reading one of the comic books.
“So, you’re new to town, are you two?” Twilight asked us.
“Yes,” Mellow said back. “We just moved here from Canterlot and our parents wanted us to get to know the town we would be staying in. Sandy,” he pointed at me, “has always loved reading and wanted to join the library as soon as possible.”
“That’s wonderful to hear. It’s great to hear that other ponies are interested in reading. Spike, would you mind signing these two ponies up to borrow books?”
“Ugh, fine,” Spike said back to Twilight and quickly signed us up. This was the first time I ever had my own library card. It was something exclusive to me! I held it dearly to my chest as we checked some books out.
“Those books are due back in 3 weeks. Is that ok with both of you?”
“I’ll have them back in two!” I replied excitedly.
“Well, that will be wonderful. I’ll see both of you around then”.
Today was so much fun, even though we only had enough time to visit the sweet shop and the library. Those were the two places I wanted to see, as they were also the places I visited most often in Canterlot. I really like the way the library seems, it’s very nice and quiet, though I often don’t like something too quiet, it makes it feel scary. Can’t wait for school next week, even if I have to deal with having those two fillies in my class...
Sandy.
Author's Note
Sorry it's taken so long to get this chapter up. Uni has kind of been keeping me away from everything. Anyway, I wanted a quick opinion on whether you want me to go back to what I was doing with the first chapter (talk about the same things but from different perspectives) or choose this style (branch the story between the siblings). Also, can you tell which ponies I rather like?