Destiny

Beep! Beep! Beep! BEEP!

"Ugh... start of another boring day. Where is the alarm?" I throw my hoof around groggily, feeling for the alarm. Finally, I slam the button to shut it off. I force my eyes open and look at the ceiling. My mother calls from downstairs.

"Frost, get up! You're going to be late for school!" Rolling my eyes, I slide out of bed and fall onto the floor. I lay there, like a rag doll, and slowly practice levitating myself. It's fun, really, until Mother walks into the room and scolds me for goofing around when I should be getting ready.

"Why should I go to school anyways? I mean, there's no point. I'm never going to get my cutie mark by going to school."

"Oh Frost, don't be ridiculous. Nopony has ever had a cutie mark before. It's impossible to have one you know. I mean, look at me! I'm a fully functional mother and I never had a silly cutie mark. Now, hurry up and get ready. We don't want a repeat of yesterday."

"But Mom!"

"Nope, no buts. You know that. Now, like I said, get ready."

"Fine... school never helped anypony you know!" But she didn't hear me. She had already teleported herself to work. Which just left me alone. I didn't have to do much to get ready anyways. Just had to fix my mane and brush my teeth. And that was a simple task. There was nothing special about it. In fact, nothing in Equestria was special. I had heard stories that everything was once so interesting, and ponies had things called cutie marks. Those must've been the best days. Except, what had happened to them?

I fumbled around the kitchen for a while, looking for something to eat.

"We have bread, carrots, muffins, and carrots. Nothing worth my time." I groaned and closed the pantry. There was never anything to eat, so I always starved myself. Mother said that it was unhealthy, but what did she know? Nothing, that's what. I trudged towards the front door and stepped outside. Mother said that I wasn't old enough to teleport myself to school yet.

"Haha, what a pile of hay that was." I focused my energy on school and vanished. The sensation of teleportation was magnificent. It felt like somepony had injected me with a load of sugar. Which I didn't mind, it was a good feeling. I did, however, tend to vomit after teleporting. I looked around and saw the schoolyard empty.

"I wonder where everypony is.." I looked around the entire school, inside and out, but found nothing.

"What day is it" I asked myself.

"Must be the weekend. Stupid Mother. Told me I had school. Or, I might just be super early. If that's the case, then I better find something else to do in the meantime." It had only been mere seconds when other young fillies and foals began popping into view. Looked like they were using teleportation as a mode of transportation too. Except for the earth ponies. They must've come with their unicorn pals. I had no friends. I was considered the crazy pony in the school. Not a good title to have.

But it wasn't my fault that I was adventurous and asked bizarre questions about Equestria's past. And it saddened me to know that nopony liked me at all. I was always alone. At lunch, I was alone, at recess, I was alone. Everyday, the same story. Wake up, go to school, come home to find Mother and Father in an argument, and go to bed after my homework was done. And I never had anypony to play with or talk to. Except for Stacy. She was my imaginary friend.

She was the only pony who seemed to understand me, but I assumed that was because I had made her up to fit the image of what I thought a friend was. She had a fairly short mane that was red in color. Her coat was a soft yellow, but it wasn't too harsh. She had a cutie mark, that was an apple. I loved apples, but Mother never bought them. She would talk to me occasionally, especially when I was bored.

"Hey Frost! Stop yer daydreamin' and start walkin' ya weirdo!"

Just great, the bullies. Why did it have to be the bullies? I slowly began walking toward the front doors. I had only made it up two steps when they appeared before me and shoved me off.

"Weirdos last. Don't ya know the rules?"

"I-I d--"

"Don't answer that, because ya obviously don't."

If I wanted to, I could smash your puny skulls in. But I'm not going to, because I'm a nice little foal. I was thinking my classical death threats. But I dared not speak them aloud. I would be expelled. Then what would Mother say?

"Oy! You gonna start thinking about your mum, is that it?"

"N-no. I-I'm not thinking about--"

"Stop yer yappin'! C'mon guys. He isn't worth our time." They began to climb up the stairs to the school.

Oh I'll show them. I teleported myself inside before they could get in. It felt good, until they opened the front door and saw me standing there.

"Oh boy, you're in for a world of pain now."

"Look, I don't want any trouble. Let's just let bygones be bygones okay?"

"Shut up with you and your fancy words. We know you don't want any trouble, but we sure do." They began to walk towards me slowly, grins stretching across their faces. That was the highlight of my day, being pummeled by the school bullies. I walked into class with a bruised muzzle and a swollen eye. The teacher didn't even bother to ask what had happened. Nopony cared about me. None of them did. Then, Stacy spoke up.

"Oh my gosh Frost. What happened?"

Bullies, that's what.

"Why did they do that?"

Because apparently I'm a 'freak'.

"Well that wasn't very nice of them. How can I help?"

I don't know. It's best not to help me.

"Well, whatever you say Frost. I'll talk to you after school. Try and have fun okay?"

Alright. I enjoyed the conversations I had with her. During school, I had to speak with her through my mind, otherwise I'd be even weirder than I already was.

"Frost Catcher!"

"Huh? Oh! Uh.. Uh yes ma'am?"

"How many times must I tell you to pay attention?"

"You tell me all the time ma'am. I'm sorry."

"Uh huh.. Anyways, as I was saying--" I droned her out, nodding at all the right moments and pretending to write notes. In reality, I was imagining what life would be like if I were in the old days. Back when Equestria was actually interesting.

"Mr. Catcher!"

"Sorry ma'am. Yes?"

"What is our lesson about? Tell me that."

"Uh.. Uh... I.. I don't know."

"Just as I thought. Class, what you see here is a foal who daydreams. That is a dangerous thing to do in our society. It can lead to curiosity, questions, and even worse, adventure." The entire class gasped at the last word said. Murmurs of, 'that's horrible!' and, 'Why would anypony want to do something like that?' filled the room. As always, the teacher was using me as an example of what a BAD FOAL would be.

It was embarrassing, really. Every time I was caught daydreaming, the teacher would say the same thing. Each time, the class would have the same reaction. It sucked to be honest. Always being an example of what NOT to do. And so, my day dragged on. When school was out, I began to walk home. Didn't want to pop in the house before Mother got there. That would've been a tragedy.

"Hey Stacy. I'm back." She appeared alongside me and we walked in perfect sync.

"Already? Wow. How was your day?"

"It sucked. I was caught daydreaming, again."

"Oh dear. Public embarrassment. Not a good thing."

"Nope, not at all."

"What do you have to do for tonight?"

"I have to do some boring worksheet."

"Okay, but you're going to do it, right?"

"Yes, I am. I always do."

"Oops, I forgot. Oh well. Hope your mom and dad aren't fighting again."

"They're always fighting. It's nothing new."

"Well hey, they may not fight today. You never know."

"I guess your right. Anyways, I'm going to stop talking. Don't want to ram into a pole like I always do."

"Right, right. Well, if you're going to go, so will I. Bye!"

"Bye Stacy." She faded away and I walked in silence. As I came down my house's street, the smell of smoke wafted in the air.

"What could that be?" I picked up my pace as pegasi flew overhead. Each was carrying a rain cloud with them. They stopped right above my house.

"Oh no.." Everything switched instantly to a slow-motion speed. I managed to get to my house in time to see the fire blazing from the windows. My mother was being pinned to the floor by a bunch of officers. Father was nowhere to be seen.

"Mom! What did you do?!"