Magic of Little Blueberry’s Love

‘Dad has a dark-gray coat and a light-blue mane’ Blueberry was telling. ‘He is very tall, just like Mr. Cake. His cutie mark is three bilberries. And also he has a beard. Mom has a light-yellow coat, a little lighter than Miss Fluttershy’s, and her cutie mark is one big cowberry. Her mane is dark red with a pink stripe. Mom is very beautiful. ’
Twilight, hiding her smile, quickly levitated her quill over a scroll. Spike wasn’t around – he had gone to deliver a huge pack of letters to the post office. Applejack had been writing to all her relatives – close and distant – to ask them if they had seen two strangers in some small village who, like the Apple family, could grow delicious food. Everypony placed a lot of hope on those letters – everypony but Twilight. She was already tormented by a premonition that this was a new mess they wouldn’t sort out easily. A very bad premonition it was.

One after another, replies arrived. They weren’t any consolation. Even the three older Princesses got involved in the search sending their guards to all corners of Equestria. Daring Do, at Rainbow Dash’s request, visited a few shady characters in the south, who, she knew, practiced ponynapping for a living. Taking Blueberry with her, Twilight went to Zecora, but they got nothing from this trip to the Everfree forest apart from some revitalizing herbal tea. The worst premonitions started to come true, and the sadness in Blueberry’s eyes that so hurt Twilight’s kind heart at their first meeting came back more and more often.

Twilight felt her desperation physically as something heavy accumulating in her throat, hindering her breath. During these few days she had grown to love Blueberry and now treated her almost as her little sister. She definitely didn’t want to let this nice little pony down. But what more could she do?

Blueberry was spending a lot of time in the company of Cutie Mark Crusaders. Three indefatigable fillies didn’t care much that the new friend already had a cutie mark and that she was a few years older. They accepted her into their company, played games with her and even showed her their headquarters. It distracted Blueberry from her sad thoughts, but deep inside she understood that she couldn’t forever make use of Twilight’s hospitality. She had to go back home where her old Granny Peelberry was waiting for her and where the berries were withering slowly without proper care. She belonged in Cranberry Marsh.

For the road Twilight gave her enough money to make sure she wouldn’t have to sleep in the mud again or eat inadequate food. Blueberry tried to refuse the gift, but the arguments of the entire mane six broke her resistance, and she took the purse. She promised Twilight she would write to her as soon as she reaches her village to tell her she has arrived safely and needs nothing. And Twilight, from her side, promised to continue the search for her parents and, should that be necessary, dig through the entire Canterlot library to find a special search spell if it ever existed anywhere.

She was doing just that when Celestia, directed to the library by Spike’s letter, found her. She’d been looking for Twilight all day.