Fragile Soul: The Story of Softy Blue

Fruity Loop took Softy Blue to the Guidance Counselor's office. Along the way, Fruity told her friend something she isn’t so proud of: Flameheart was her cousin, and he can find a way to pick on anypony.

When they got there, Fruity knocked on the open door to get the Guidance Counselor’s attention.

“Mr. Psych?” she asked, still worried for her friend.

Mr. Psych looked up from the book he was reading. “Come on in.” Fruity Loop and Softy Blue did just that. They, then, took a seat. “What’s the matter?” Mr. Psych calmly asked.

Softy Blue sniffled. “Flameheart was telling me I don’t belong here and this school is only for unicorns. Is that true?”

“No, it is not true.” Mr. Psych began. “Unicorns only make up most of the students and staff here. Actually, any of the three kinds of ponies is welcome to enroll here. After all, we allowed you to enroll. Did we not, Softy Blue?”

“I guess so,” the blue colt responded with dry tears just under his eyes, “but what if he keeps on doing it?”

“I’m sure he’ll get the right punishment.” the Guidance Counselor assured Softy Blue.

Softy Blue didn’t know what a ‘punishment’ was since he was very well behaved, but he assumed it was a time out like at Day Care. He smiled weakly, a sign that he was starting to feel better. Then, Fruity pulled Softy into a big hug. He hugged his friend back. That did the trick. When they broke the hug, Softy was feeling much better.

“Feeling better?” Mr. Psych asked, seeing the slight smile on Softy’s face.

“Yes.” Softy Blue quietly said with a nod.

“Then, I suggest you two go back to Mr. Scribble’s classroom for the rest of recess. Mr. Scribble should be in there.”

With those final words, the colt and filly left for the classroom. Mr. Scribble saw them come in once they got there.

“Are you okay, Softy?” Mr. Scribble asked with concern.

Softy Blue simply nodded, easing some of Mr. Scribble’s concern. He was still concerned about Flameheart and what he would do next recess. Only time can tell.