The quest to save Derpy

Hey there. The name's Jack. Or Jack-Jack like the baby from the movie "The incredibles" or Jackie, or Jack-o-lantern. Yeah I have a lot of nicknames. These are just a few of em. You may think I'm a dude from the name, but I'm actually female. I'm a white 17 year old senior at my school, I am a brony, or pegasister, which ever it may be, but they both lead to mean they same thing, that I like "My little Pony: Friendship is Magic." I get called Jack-Jack sometimes due to the fact, when somebody poses a threat on me, or my family and friends, I may take things a wee bit too far to keep them safe. Jackie, just because it's attractive, and Jack-o-lantern, because I'm also a fan of the movie, "The Green Lantern."

You may be expecting to hear me go on about how my life is meaningless, or nothing good happens. But if I were to say that, I'd be lying. I live a life filled with friends who will always have my back in a tight situation, I have the most fabulous boyfriend in the world! Ha I wish. I'm actually single, but I'm fine with it. My friends are always like, "Why don't you try to get a bf or something? Are you just going to live your life single?" I tell them, I will get a boyfriend when the time approaches. After I tell them this, they're always trying to get me with somebody, or trying to get with me, themselves. I keep telling them I don't want to rush because that leads to desperation, which in the wrong cases can be heart breaking. But enough about me, and let's just get to the real story.

I'm with my two friends Mark, Brianna,and Kate. Same thing as me. Thought I was a guy, but int this case, Kate isa guy. We're on a road trip, to my grandma's house which is big enough to be considered a mansion pretty much. Mom allowed us to take her big, Dodge Ram SRT10. This thing may be a truck, but when desired, this thing can move! I'm in the back seat with Brianna, and an under the influence, Mark is driving. He may be on booze right now, but he's actually very skilled at driving when he's gotten some alcohol into his system. I mean, this road that we're on has many twists, and turns, and sharp turns, and stuff like that, but he drives as if he were a fricking race car driver!

You can just hear the trucks, huge 450 horsepower engine roar as he speeds around corners, and along any straights. Great. Now I'm talking as if we were on a race track. Plus, we haven't seen another car or truck, van, whatever, for the past hour, so getting into a collision is no worry, but crashing is still a possibility. My body is forced to the right side, as we go around another corner, and you can hear the tires squeal against the pavement, as well as you can feel the seat vibrate violently from under your rear. Did he just do a drift? This truck isn't made for drifting!! This truck is brand spanking new! If he wrecks it, my mom's gonna be very pissed at him, but mostly me, since I was the one who let an alcohol infused man drive her $45,000 truck.

We come to another straight length of road, and still not another car insight. I'm surprised none of us have spoken yet during this whole life threatening turn of events. The engine roars loudly again, taking short breaks to shift gears as I am pushed back into my seat due to the acceleration. Another thing is that this road goes downward so it feels like I'm on a roller coaster right now, as my heart leaps to my throat. About three quarters of the way down, he deaccelerates so he can keep control when we suddenly go straight again. by straight, I mean in a horizontal direction. We pass by many leafless trees due to the fact we are just coming back from winter, and only small patches of snow can be seen. Suddenly I get the feeling of needing to relieve myself.

"Mark, can you pull over? I need to go." I chuckle a bit as to how childish I must have sounded right there.

"Say please." He teases, smirking at me through the window shield mirror.

"Fine. Can you please pull the truck over?"

"Good jackie. Have a doggie treat." He says opening up the glove compartment, and puling a small plastic bag out, and tossing it back to me, which I come to find it's a snowball.

"Dude you know I'm allergic to coconuts." I toss it back to him, hitting his head. "Now pleaaase stop."

"Your wish is my command." He flashes a sly smile at me, then I feel myself being thrown forward, and I can hear the tires screeching to a halt. My head hits the back of Kate's seat.

"Dude, be careful!" Kate complains. "I don't wanna have to meet the dash board or what ever it's called with my face! Oh hello face! Oh hello dashboard thingy, nice to meet you face to face! Bonk!" Brianna says chuckling, using her hands as puppets, and having them bang together to represent Kate's face, and the dashboard clashing into each other. I roll my eyes, as I turn to my door, and I pull the handle to open it, but it refuses to budge.

"Mark!" I shout.

"What?"

"Unlock the frickin door!" I say through gritted teeth.

"Yeah sure whatever." He says, as I hear a click. I go to open the door, but right before I pull the handle, the click is made again, and the door stays shut.

"Mark, either you open this door, or you're face is gonna be covered in some of my home made apple juice!" I glare at him through the mirror, and he just shakes his head. Click. This time, I open the door as fast as I can, and I hear the click again, but I had the door open already. "Haha fuck you, ya crazy cunt!" I get out, and I head to the side of the road, where I notice there is a hill that goes down about the equivalent of a two and a half story building, at about a 65 degree angle. The ground is covered in leaves of red, yellow, and orange, and a slight gust drags them along the ground.

"Are you gonna go, or are you just gonna look at the pretty scenery?" I hear Kate's voice say. I look back to see his window open, so I flip him the bird, and I make my way down the hill, and into the jungle of trees below. The leaves and twigs make crunching sounds from underneath my feet, and the gust of wind blows my blond hair into my face. I'm careful on the hill, but when I get to the bottom, I start walking normal again. I look back here and there until I can barely see the truck. I then duck behind the nearest thickest tree, and I pulldown my pants, as I squat down by the tree, and my 'Home made apple juice' flows out. Just as I finish, I hear footsteps nearby to my right. I assume it's either Kate, or Mark, and Brianna cam up with the idea to trick me, and sent them off to do her evil doings.

"Okay guys, where are you?" I ask, pulling my pants up, and heading into the direction i heard the footsteps. I walk in that direction for a few seconds, but only to never find either of them. "Okay this is getting really creepy, so Mark, or Kate you can come out, cause you're freaking me out."

Then I hear it again, but this time an awful lot closer, and I hear...whimpering? Plus this whimpering doesn't sound like either MArk or Kate. Not even Brianna. I hear it again, but followed by a small sniffle this time. I can also make out that this might not be any of them, because it sounds like a little girl. I also seemed to have picked the sound up from a nearby bush, just ahead of me.

"Who's there?" I keep my voice low this time as to not scare off whatever may be there. I also slow my speed so now I'm moving as fast as a turtle. The whimpering continues, then turns to what sounds like soft crying. "I'm to going to hurt you okay? What's your name?" I added asking the persons name so they know I won't hurt them.

"D-D-Derpy."

"Could you say it again? I didn't quite catch that. I'm Jackie by the way. A-are you hurt?" By now, I'm about ten feet from the bush, and it rustles once.

"D-Derpy...I think." Awe, this is cute and sad at the same time. Sad because there's a little girl out here all alone, and she's claiming to be...DERPY?! I gasp, as the wind in my lungs get sucked out as I see the actual Derpy Hooves from MLP, right here in front of me, but why is she cowering? Why did she say she thinks her name is Derpy? How is she here right now? I mean, at first, I thought it was a joke that my friends were pulling, then I thought it was a little girl I was going to find, but no, it's Derpy the mailmare. She's right here, living and breathing the same air as I am right now! I just can't believe it. Derpy isn't my most favorite character from the show, but she is my favorite background pony, which they plan on removing sadly.

"Y-you're not going to hurt me are you?" She asks, lifting a foreleg in front of her for protection.

"What? No, I wouldn't hurt you, I have to reason to." I walk over to her, and i kneel down in front of her. "Are you okay? You look really beat up." I notice the black eye, and the eye bags, and various bruises. Her wings are way out of shape, and there is a scare on her forehead. Her crossed eyes always made me squee due to their huge amount of cuteness, but all I see in her now is fear, pain, and torture. She looks down to the ground not saying anything. "What happened to you?" I go to stroke her mane, but she sees, and backs away in fear, and agony.

"Don't hurt me!" She shouts, holding her forelegs out in front of her, and squeezing her eyes shut. I need to show her I won't hurt her, so, I reach my arms out, and I pull her into me, and i hug her tight.

"I'm not going to hurt you okay?" I take a hand and I stroke her mane like I had planned to, then I hear a soft moaning, that soon turns into a soft cry, and she hugs me back."I'm going to help you." I say softly, releasing my hold on her a bit, which causes her to tighten her grip on me.

"Thank you." She manages to say between her sobs, as she extends  her wings out to hug me with. We sit there for another minute hugging, and she seems to have stopped crying now. I can't believe it. I just hugged Derpy. And she hugged me. I just can't bring myself to believe it, but since she is really right here in front of me, I have no choice but to believe it.

"Can you walk, or fly?" I ask letting the grey mare go, as I stand up.

"M-my wings aren't in the best condition for flying, but I...i can walk." She stands up on all fours, and wipes the tears from her face with a hoof. "Why though?"

"Well I said I was gonna help you didn't I?" I ask, before hearing more footsteps headed in my direction. I look around, and I spot Brianna looking for me. Eventually she spots me as well.

"Come on Jackie! How long does it take to pee?" She whines.

"Yeah, I'm coming." I look down at Derpy who is cowering again.

"Hey come on Derpy, she's a friend okay?" Derpy looks at me blankly, then nods as she gets up. I look back to Brianna who has made her way over to me.

"Hey, what's taking you so lo-" She says cutting off when she sees a once again, cowering Derpy.

"Brianna meet Derpy, Derpy, meet Brianna." Derpy right now, is closest to me, so she ducks behind me for cover.

"Wh-what...is that?" Brianna asks, with a dumbfounded look pasted onto her face.

"A pegasus." I look down to Derpy, Who looks up to me, and I rub her mane. "It's fine Derpy. Brianna isn't going to hurt you okay?"

"I-I'm just scared." She looks down again. I can understand why seeing how much abuse her body must have taken. Who in the hell would do this to Derpy anyway? You must be quite Heartless to do that.

"D-did it just talk?"

"Okay Brianna, it's a grey talking pegasus who needs help okay? Does that sum it up for you enough?" She just simple shrugs. "Now let's head back to the truck before they come searching too." I look to Derpy again, and I motion for her to follow me, and she sticks close. By close I mean to where I can let my arms to limp, then I just have to extend my pointer finger and I can touch her head.

"Why are you helping me?"

"Well one reason is because you are obviously not from this world, two because You shouldn't be out here alone, and three because you look like you were recently beaten senseless." I reply rubbing her mane again a couple times.

"I did get beat up." She says, and stops walking.

"By who?"

"By everypony who I thought was my friend." She says sadly, as tears well up in her eyes again.

"Awe don't cry Derpy. Please don't" I kneel down by her again.

"Th-they call me names, a-a-and they beat me up for it. I just wanted to talk to them when they started." A tear falls down her cheek, and she collapses to the ground, bawling.

"Derpy." I grab her from under the forelegs, and I lift her onto me, hugging her again. "I'm here for you okay.?"

"Awkward..." I hear Brianna whisper, so I shoot a glaring stare at her.

"I didn't know what to do anymore, so I ran away, and when I went to sleep, I woke up here." Derpy states, still crying.

"Well sitting here crying isn't going to fix it okay?" I ask letting go of her.

"Okay. It's okay." I take a finger, and I rub her eyes free of tears, while being careful of her black eye.

"Now let's get going okay?" I ask Derpy.

"Okay." She replies smiling a me.

Now I know my life is interesting and what not, but having Derpy show up out of nowhere is really cool, but the current condition she is in is just so sad, and depressing. I think that's why she was scared of me and Brianna at first because she was scared we were gonna attack and/or hurt her, but to hurt an animal...is just...I can't do it, let alone a character from My little Pony. Come to think of it, she could just remember what her name was, so I think that since she is really an animated cartoon character that she must be programmed, but, she's really here right now.

It's the actual legitimate Derpy Hooves I found today, but I just wish that what ever is going on with her will go away because it's not everyday you come across Derpy, so I want to make every minute of this.Now just to get her to the truck without her breaking down or freaking out. The same goes for Kate, and Mark as well. What would they think If I came to the truck with a talking pony? They'd totally flip. It would make for a really great voice, but I don't want to embarrass anyone right now. I'm just glad I have Derpy with me.  I'm so happy i have Derpy with me, and I'm gonna try my best to make her happy as she can possibly be. Plus I'm going to try and fix whatever else may be messing with her. I'd love to stay, but I have a Derpy to tend to.