The Untold Story of Ditzy Doo

Chapters

Hi I'm Domino!
Bubbles and Muffins
Tragedy in Haymill City
Trouble Brewing in Ponyville
Author's Note
Promise You'll Be There

Hi I'm Domino!

My name is Ditzy Doo. I'm only a filly and I'm still not old enough to go to flight camp, my mom says she might not even enroll me yet because she says that she doesn't think I'm ready. I am a pretty weak flyer but still... hearing that kind of thing from your own mom... it hurts sometimes, you know? I get a lot of ridicule though, you'd think I'd be used to it by now but the truth is, there is no getting over it. Every day ponies tease me; they say I'm stupid or I'm dumb, "Klutzy Doo as klutzy does". They're only names, but when nopony has your flank, it can sometimes feel like the whole world is against you. It's like nopony wants you to be there and sometimes, even though I'm young, I feel like it's not even worth it.

It was a usual day at school. Recess... it was the saddest time for me, while all the other ponies played on the jungle gym or out on the field playing freeze tag I sat here on a single swing, once again by myself. They all avoided me, except when they felt like picking on me so one day I decided I might as well stop hiding and make a designated area for myself. The small solace it gave me knowing I had some place to be, was somewhat comforting. As I swung silently, I found myself trying to find a way to deal with the day’s abuse from the other foals. As I thought though, I didn't notice a shadow block the sunlight from hitting my back. I didn't notice until the figure spoke from behind me.

"Hey, Klutzy Doo." Said a voice I knew all too well.

Topz, he was my bully and he loved to tease me. Recently though, he had become more physical. He pushed me from behind, I fell muzzle first into the dirt. I picked myself up a little and tried to spit out some of the grit from my teeth. I looked up for somepony to help me, nothing. Only a few ponies had stopped and gathered in a circle around me to watch my beating... again.

"Come on, Klutzy, get your flank up." He bucked me in the ribcage and I howled with pain. "What's wrong with you, huh, Klutzy?" He paused to laugh, "What isn't wrong with you? Your eyes are messed up, you can't talk right, and you can't even stand up right."

I attempted to lift myself up. I felt like what he said was sort of true, I never really had that much control of my hooves. As I tried to get up I tripped on my other hoof and fell to the ground. Everypony was laughing. I looked up at the crowd of my classmates all laughing at me, feeling pity for myself I didn't want to see them all so I closed my eyes tight. I felt the tears begin to well up, I could still hear them I cuffed my hooves over my ears.

Topz grabbed my wings with his teeth.

"What's the matter Klutzy? Can't get up?” He asked my feathers gritted between his teeth.

I screamed, but still nopony came to my aid. He shoved my face into the dirt and the crowd roared. I could feel my nose begin to bleed; I think he might have broken it. I sobbed as I turned my face to the right I saw a pair of tawny colored hooves. I looked up and saw somepony who wasn't laughing. The crowd hushed down at the arrival of this new pony.

"Who the hay is this?" Topz asked as he burst into laughter.

"You know for a pony, who says he's smarter than her, you sure do ask a lot of questions." The new pony fired.

Everypony 'oohed' at the challenge.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Topz shot back.

"It means maybe you should pick on somepony your own size." He shot at the bully.

As Topz processed this, the tawny colt punched him in the muzzle. His nose began to bleed worse than mine.

AAAHHHH! He screamed.

“I DINK NYOU MROKE MY NOSE!” He gurgled through his bleeding nostrils, you could hardly understand him.

The crowd roared with delight at the impact of action. The tawny colored colt glanced back at me, smiled, and then winked. My face flushed red a little. Topz struck back and sucker punched him on the side of his face.

"Ha, you got some nerve, buddy." The colt said.

Topz rushed him; in a frustrated rage he tripped himself and missed. The tawny colored colt looked down at him and shoved his face in the ground.

While Topz was dazed the tawny colt came to me leaned down to eye level. Now that I could see his face clearly, I saw that he had a flowing black mane and bright green eyes.

"You OK?" He asked.

"Ya, I'm fine thanks" I told him gratefully as he helped me up.

He looked at me and laughed. Topz began to stir and my new friend took notice.

"Come on let's get out of here." We began to gallop out of the crowd.

The crowd parted as we ran their eyes all following us as we left the scene.

I followed behind him to the side of one of the classrooms so that we could catch our breath. Our eyes met and we both burst into laughter.

"So." the mysterious colt began "you get bullied a lot I take it?"

He looked about the same age as me, maybe a few months older.

It was more of a statement than a question, I looked down. "Well that's all gonna change while I'm here, got it?" I looked into his green eyes, he smiled... he really was sincere.

I smiled back.

"Good. Now let's get some introductions going. I'm Domino, Domino Dots." He stuck out his hoof.

"Ditzy..." I whispered.

"Pardon me? I didn't catch that."

"My name is Ditzy." I told him, offering a hoof. "Ditzy Doo."

We bumped hooves.

"Well it's real nice to meet a pony with manners. I'm new here"

And that's how I met my very first friend: Domino Dots.

Bubbles and Muffins

Three weeks had passed since Domino saved me from Topz, and things were starting to look different for once. For one awesome fact, Topz didn't dare even look at me as long as Domino was next to me, and he was there a lot. He'd even walked me home, after we'd say goodbyes I'd watch him over my fence to try to see where he lived. I had asked him once if I could go to his house but he just shut down and didn't say anything the rest of the way, so I didn't press the issue.

I noticed that he never went the same way though, sometimes he'd turn around and take one of the corners, sometimes he'd drop me off and keep walking past. My mother would greet him, she liked to see the fact that I had made an actual friend. One day after school Domino said he didn't want to go straight home.

"Well then where are we going to go?" I asked curiously.

"Well... I found this field I want to show you. I got us a picnic prepared right outside of the Everfree Forest." He beamed proudly.

"The Everfree Forest?!" I asked shocked that he'd venture into such territory. "But we aren't supposed to go there it's dangerous!"

"Ha!" he pumped a hoof to his chest. "Maybe to a pony with no guts Ditzy, but you're in the capable hooves of Domino Dots"

I giggled at his self-confident demeanor. He was quite the charmer, I had to admit. He seemed different from others, more fearless. I agreed to follow him and we trotted for about half an hour until we came to what he said was the spot, and I guess it was because there was a picnic cloth and a basket right in the middle. I stumbled over the cloth a bit– like I said before; I never really had full control over my hooves. Domino hadn't bothered to smooth out the cloth completely.

He cackled and I laughed with him. He was the only pony I could see laughing and not think it was at me.

"You got some real derpy hooves there, Ditzy," He chortled, and then stood upright I looked at him curiously. "DERPY!" He proclaimed, pointing his hoof at me.

My ears fell in shame, so was he going to start making fun of me just like everypony else? He saw the conclusion I made and tried to recover his mistake.

"No, no your nickname remember?" he said quickly trying to correct the insult.

I remembered that two weeks prior we wanted to give each other nicknames that only we would know the meanings of.

"Yours can be Derpy," he explained. "Derpy Hooves, you know, because you can't move your hooves that well." He waved his hooves wildly in the air to demonstrate.

He smiled, nodding his head awaiting my approval, his wide eyed smile making him look irresistibly cute. I took one look at his smile and knew my answer. After all, I couldn't hold back when I saw him grin like that. I smiled back and then nodded he literally jumped in the air for joy. I laughed because it was fun to see him this way... so happy I mean.

Eventually I would come up with a nickname for him, but in the mean time I would enjoy these moments.

"So what's on the menu today, Domino?" I asked enthusiastically.

"Weeeeell…" He lingered trying to build suspense reaching into the basket. "Straight out of Sugar Cube Corner, the Cakes were nice enough to give me a fresh baked batch of their world famous BLUEBERRY MUFFINS!" he said pulling out a pastry.

"Blueberry muffins?" I asked. "What's that, it looks like an ugly cupcake."

Domino laughed again. "No, its good here try it." He placed the muffin in front of me. I took a bite; it was buttery and had a sweet tang from the blueberries. The outer crust of it had a streusel cinnamon crunch and on the inside, it was warm and fluffy. It was the most delicious thing I'd ever eaten. It felt warm in my stomach, for some reason it made me feel happy.

"Wow, this is really good," I told him.

"Told ya", he replied. "I got something else to show you."

What more could he have that was better than this muffin? I took another bite. He pulled out a small cylindrical green jar with a white top.

"When I was younger this was my favorite toy to play with," he told me.

"Ok?" I was confused; he played with a green jar? "What exactly do you do with it?"

"Just watch," he told me. He unscrewed the top and pulled out a stick with a loop at the end; it was covered in a thick watery... something. He bent his head down and broke into a full speed gallop all over the place, waving his head around like a mad pony. As he did, small bubbles came out of the loop at the end of his stick. I had seen bubbles before but never like this, was it so cool!

As they drifted up and popped in midair, I laughed because for some reason seeing this made me feel giddy. I watched Domino's mane and tail flow in the wind as he ran. It looked natural to him, as if he lived wild and free. Finally he slowed down, turned around, and trotted to me

He gave me the small stick and said, "You try." I dipped the stick back into the liquid and began to gallop I watched as the bubbles came out of the stick. It felt better to be the one doing it.

I glanced back to Domino, who smiled and waved, I had never felt so happy I felt like flying. That's when I noticed my hooves were no longer touching the ground. I looked down and confirmed they weren't. I was gliding at least ten feet off the ground. I looked left and then right I saw that both my wings were outstretched I was flying! I gave my wings a flap and soared higher and higher.

I could hear Domino screaming, "YA DERPY YOU GO!"

I'd never felt so free. I soared back down and opened my eyes. I saw the ground rushing back up at me and panicked, I didn't know how to stop. Before I hit the ground I had slowed down a bit, trying not to not cause too much damage to myself. I got up and looked at Domino he was grinning ear to ear.

"Derpy that was amazing!" he yelled as he bounced in a circle around me.

I laughed, but he stopped when he got to my right side. I asked him what was wrong.

"Well I got good news and I got bad news, the good news is you got yer cutie mark!"

I was so excited that I looked on my right flank and saw that I had. "Ha, you got bubbles," he said, "And the bad news is it looks like you broke your wing," He said a little more serious tone.

I looked on my left side and sure enough my wing was in an awkward snapped position. Uh-oh, mom was not going to be happy.

As a matter of fact I was wrong, she was ecstatic. As it turned out my wing wasn't broken, it was just a muscle tension that got it stuck that way for a bit along with a really bad sprain.

But Domino explained what had happened and she smiled. She said that she was proud of me for getting my cutie mark and learning how to fly all in one day. She told me she would enroll me in flight camp, I was so excited until I realized that flight camp was for the summer up at Cloudsdale University for Young Flyers. Domino wasn't a pegasus so he wouldn't be able to go, for three months I would be in the sky unable to see my best friend.

Tragedy in Haymill City

Every day at flight camp I thought about my PFF... well, almost every day. The first day was pretty much briefing, the instructors told us that we would be taught the basics of flying. They explained that on the fifth day we would all mandatorily take part in the Preliminary Flight Placement Exam. I felt out casted for some reason; it was probably because I knew I was a weak flyer.

But something happened the very first day that overshadowed my existence there and to be honest, I was grateful for it. A pony named Rainbow Dash interrupted the instructor as he was telling us about the Preliminary Flight Placement Exam.

She yawned loudly as he was explaining the courses we would take

"Ya, ya. When do we get to the action?" She said with her boyish voice.

The instructor snarled at her, but the intimidation factor didn't play in his favor. Rainbow Dash stood there a smug grin across her muzzle.

"So am I gonna show ya what I got or are you gonna stand there huffin' and puffin' at me?" Rainbow Dash snapped, tapping the instructor’s muzzle.

Everypony gasped, she was clearly showing defiance, and it wouldn't sit well.

"Well then if you think you’re a great flyer, then you can go ahead and show your stuff on the race track." He challenged.

"Ha," Rainbow shot back, "I can beat you with both wings tied behind my back." She told him with all the confidence in the world as she hovered to the track.

I had to admit she was quite graceful as she landed.

They took their places on the starting line. Another of the instructors was standing on a cloud with a green flag in his mouth. He lifted it up as they both bent down, wings outstretched ready to take off. The green flag came down and the instructor took off. Rainbow simply stood up straight and let the teacher get a head start. Everypony looked confused, what was she doing, giving him a head start? She looked at the crowd and waved.

"They don't call me Dash for nothin'." She saluted the crowd and took off like a bullet.

She caught up to him in about ten seconds flat. She lowered eye level to him, and just as she saw the instructors' look of pride turn to confusion she stuck out her tongue and sped in front of him.

She beat him by a landslide. As it turned out, she was the first pony to ever beat a teacher. The crowd carried her, chanting her name. And it was because of this that I was able to fly under the radar of everyponies constant teasing. They were so wrapped up in Rainbow Dash's awesomeness that they didn't even notice me. And I couldn't thank her more for that.

After three months I finally got enjoy what was left of my summer vacation with my best friend. He said that he would wait for me at my house the day I returned. As I trotted into the house I was greeted by my mother.

"Hello Ditzy, did you learn a lot at flight camp?" I nodded looking around; my mother saw my confusion and asked what was wrong.

"Where's Domino?" I asked.

"Were you expecting him?" I didn't respond to her, I was already out the door.

I hoped with all my heart nothing bad had happened to him.

I must have looked everywhere; finally I went to Sugar Cube Corner and asked Mr. and Mrs. Cake if they had seen him.

"Sorry Ditzy, I've never even met a pony named Domino." Mr. Cake said.

"But–" I thought, he told me at our picnic that they had given the muffins to him. That was when I remembered, there was one place I still hadn't looked yet. I'd only been there once but I already knew the way. I had a brisk trot for about twenty minutes as I came to the field where Domino had taken me.

I walked to the middle of the field and sat down... he wasn't here. I sighed.

"I thought you might come here." I heard Dominos voice behind me.

I turned around and saw him. I leapt up and hugged him, when I broke away I saw his eyes were red and puffy, and he had tear streaks down his face. He'd been crying... a lot.

"I come here to think a lot, Derpy." He said.

"Think about what?" I asked.

"There's something I have to tell you." He told me sadly I sat awaiting his story. "About four years ago, I lived in a city called Haymill."

I was smiling as I came home from school. It was another day of learning with my friends; I had a lot of them. As I walked, I noticed smoke in the distance. At first I thought nothing of it, but then about a block up I realized it was awfully close to my house. I quickened my pace a bit. I wanted to make sure my house and my parents were okay. When I turned the corner there was a large crowd gathered in front of my house behind the fire squad.

I galloped to the scene as I eavesdropped on the conversation of the Chief and firecolt.

"Yup home of the Dot's." He told the Chief. "Polka and Manny both died, it's sad too they got a kid at school. He should be here any minute. It's a tragedy when a kid that young has to go into foster care."

I began welling up with tears. I knew what happened in foster care, they'd stick me with a colt and a mare to try and replace my parents. I wouldn't let it happen; nopony could ever replace my parents... or even try.

So I ran, I didn't know where I would go but I was going to go anywhere but Haymill. The city that caused the tragedy my life had become.

Life on the run was hard for a pony like me. I was only five, I searched for scraps of food from other ponies' garbage, at least until they woke up and chased me from their yard.

Sometimes I'd begged for money, some would help and some would ignore me. Until the day I came to Ponyville. As I entered town I saw a lot of happy looking ponies.

One–I learned later her name was Bon Bon– saw me and took me in before I could refuse, she threw me into a tub and gave me a warm bath. She asked me what had happened and why a pony so young would wander the streets. I lied and told her I just had a mud fight with my friends. That's when my stomach let me down, it growled loudly. I had to make a cover up again; I smiled and told her I hadn't eaten breakfast.

She seemed to believe it and took me into her kitchen. I saw that in her living room I saw a mint green pony sitting upright on the couch.

"Lyra!" she shouted. "We have company, meet Domino."

The pony must have been asleep or napping, because she got up and stretched, than looked at me and waved.

"Bons, you gotta stop picking up stray kids from the street, they belong to other ponies." Lyra said yawning.

"Oh yes, I know but he was just so adorable all covered in dirt." Bon Bon squeed while squeezing my cheeks as if I were some sort of plushy doll.

She fed me and watched as I ate voraciously, sandwich after sandwich. It had been a long time since I had a real meal like that, maybe I'd come by more often.

When I left I waved goodbye as I trotted off. That is until I came past a school. I heard kids laughing and playing, maybe I could stay awhile, snag a few lunches from the cafeteria. Go to school like a normal colt... just like in those times when I lived in Haymill. But when I entered the school I watched a small grey pony being beaten up by a much larger pony. I decided it was time to step in.

"And that's how I got to be here." He finished.

I was stunned. For three months he had to be out in the streets again, nopony to help him or give him food or water. I had always wondered why he was asking for pieces of my lunch, I'd assumed it was because his mom didn't pack him one but the truth was even harsher than I thought.

I wrapped my hooves over his neck to comfort my best friend.

"Don't worry Domino," I told him, "you can sleep at my house."

I heard his sobs go from sad to full out relief. If only he had told me sooner I would have made sure he had a place to stay.

I broke the hug and looked him in the eyes.

"We're gonna have a life-long slumber party." I told him and smiled.

He returned my smile with a warm hug.

Trouble Brewing in Ponyville

The first two months were great; we had no problems at all. Domino slept at the foot of my bed. I loaned him a few of my pillows. They'd always end up on the floor. Every morning my mom would knock on the door to wake me up. I'd get up and wake the sleeping Domino, who at first would grumble but eventually he'd get up.

I could tell he wasn't used to sleeping in a normal bed. We worked it out that his job was to fix the bed and sneak out the window and I would go to the kitchen and grab my breakfast and lunchbox. I always gave Domino my breakfast though, as was our unspoken agreement.

We'd walk to school together, share lunch walk back home play in the yard then pretend to say goodbyes when my mom called me in for dinner. As I came in to wash up he'd sneak in through my window and around midnight I would go to the kitchen and bring him some leftovers, there were always leftovers. My mother hadn't quite gotten used to making smaller portioned dinners since my father had passed away.

It wasn't hard to talk about my father; it wasn't as if we were all that close. I still loved him, but he was never at home very much and when he was all he'd do was eat dinner or sleep. So when illness took over it wasn't all that much of a change for me.

I knew though that it devastated my mom. When they were younger, before I came along, they always had time for each other. They were each other’s whole world before me. Before he died, I'd always ask him, 'Do you not love mommy anymore because of me?' But he'd always look at me and smile and say, 'Ditzy, you are the most wonderful gift your mother and I could ask for.' And although I would smile back and hug him, I always felt it never quite answered my question. I'd told Domino about this of course, seeing as he was the only pony I had ever really trusted.

I knew when I got older we would be together more often, we both promised never to stay separated. We promised that no matter what we would always are friends. But there was one thing that would shake the very foundation of both of our worlds forever.

It was a typical day at school, ponies playing on the playground, Domino and I in our own spot talking. While we were walking home we saw Rainbow Dash flying through the sky, Domino said she was the most brilliant flyer he'd ever seen. Seeing me he corrected himself.

"Well I mean..." he began but I stopped him.

"No, she was in my Flight Camp. I do agree she is rather graceful." I told him sincerely.

I knew I would never be a powerful flyer, it was who I was. It made me Derpy. But Rainbow Dash wasn't what devastated our relationship, no, although later on I found out that he had a crush on her since before that, which did make me a bit jealous. It wasn't the defining moment of our life together. As I turned the corner we saw two ponies talking with my mother, Domino went back and hid behind the fence. I followed, he was breathing heavily.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

"Those are Haymill scouts." He said. "I didn't think they were still looking for me."

I also panicked, we watched for several more minutes as they talked, writing things down on small notepads that they had. Eventually they left; we looked at each other and nodded. We both knew it was no longer safe for Domino to leave the house so starting tomorrow he'd have to stay inside. It was for the best, I continued to walk home as he went to the back of my house to go through the window.

I greeted my mom as I entered the house, trying not to make eye contact.

"Ditzy?" My mother's voice stopped me dead in my tracks; I was already trying desperately to come up with an excuse.

"Yes?" I replied turning around.

"Was Domino at school today?" She asked eyeing me judgmentally.

Well my cover story was handled, all I had to say was, "No, he wasn't there today." I told her.

She looked suspicious and finally said, "Well OK, you let me know if you see him alright?" she said.

"No problem, mom" I said and trotted off to my room.

What were we going to do, the Haymill scouts were in town and they would tell the Ponyville and Canterlot guards to keep an eye out too. This town was now officially too dangerous. So we both decided that night that as soon as we were old enough, we'd leave and go to Fillydelphia. We were sure to be safe way over there, far away from the eyes of Haymill, Ponyville or Canterlot.

The next morning I got my breakfast and lunch and snuck them through my window so that Domino could have something to eat. He gave me back most of my breakfast; he said that he didn't want me going without the most important meal of the day all the way up to dinner. I smiled and thanked him for his generosity. I had never quite met a pony like him. Even though he had been through so much he was still willing to share what little he could get with me.

We had been together for almost a year now. So I was eleven and he was ten. At school it was pretty much the same, but I kept thinking about Domino: what he was up to, was he staying in the room, was my mom going to find him? A thousand thoughts kept running through my head.

I kept thinking he was watching me though, but every time I looked out the window he was nowhere to be seen. And then recess came along, I sat on the swing set like I used to before I met Domino. That's when I noticed an all too familiar shadow blocked out the sun behind me. And an all too familiar voice came with it.

"So, I see your little coltfriend isn't here to protect you anymore, is he, Klutzy Doo." It was Topz.

Once again he pushed me off the swing; I was face-down in the dirt. An odd feeling of de ja vu came over me. But I knew that this time there was no way Domino would save me. What would happen if he didn't? I began to sob thinking that I was so helpless.

"Awwww, poor widdle Klutz’s cwying." He said mimicking a foal voice.

The same crowed roared with laughter. I stood up and looked at them; some stopped laughing to see what I had to say.

"WHY!?" I challenged them, the crowd "Why do you all hate me so much?" I pleaded somepony to answer still sobbing.
"What have I ever done to any of you? NOTHING, that's what!" I ranted. "Just because I'm a little different doesn’t mean you can do this to me." The familiar blood dribbled down my nose.

I wiped it "You see this?" I asked them, holding up my hoof so that they could all see my blood, "This means that I'm just as much the same as you, I can hurt, I can feel, and so can all of you."

A lot of them looked down ashamed of themselves for being so insensitive, "What if it were you?" I said quieting my tone, "What if you were the only one with only one friend in the whole world?" I looked at all of them one by one, finally stopping at Topz, "How would you feel?" I asked him staring him in the eyes.

He punched me, "Your wrong Klutzy." He fronted a chuckle trying to rile the crowd up again, but they didn't laugh with him this time. Instead they stared at him, "You don't feel, don't try to pretend you’re one of us." I was on the ground again.

One of the other ponies stepped out of the crowd it was another classmate, one I didn't even know, "Leave her alone Topz." He said.

"Oh ya and you gonna stop me Whiskers the Kitten lover?" He stared him down; the tan pony looked down and turned away. I felt all hope lost as Topz turned back to me. "Time to finish this Klutzy."

"Not if I have anything to say about it!" I looked behind me to where the voice had come from, it was Domino.

"No, Domino go back home!" I shouted.

Topz turned to face Domino's challenge; he rushed him like a mad bull. Domino pulled the same move as before, this time it seemed like slow motion. He jumped on top of Topz's head and slammed it to the ground. Then he turned him over and began repeatedly punching him in the face. It went on until we heard a voices yelling for him to stop, I looked up and saw the Haymill scouts rushing over to Domino. They pulled him off of Topz and slammed him to the ground as they restrained him.

"You’re in a lot of trouble young man." One scout said.

"You have no idea." He replied, he looked back at me and smiled.

Author's Note

Hey guys, author inuboy7 here, I decided to add this chapter because I wanted to tell you guys how much I appreciate all the positive feedback with this fic. When I first became a brony, I had no idea what a fanfic was. One day on YouTube I saw a link for a "Dramatic Reading". The first fanfic I ever heard was Cupcakes. I was absolutely mortified, but it was rather an interesting side of the brony lifestyle I had never though existed. Cupcakes wasn’t the one that got me wanting to write though. It was MLD, formally known as My Little Dashie. I listened to all three, prequel, sequel, and threequel, they were only the ones approved by the OG author Robcakeran53 though.

With this fanfic I decided I wanted to do something like this. But first I needed a story; The Untold Story of Ditzy Doo was actually not the one I came here to write. This is actually only my second one. It is more popular than the first one though. I originally wrote The Secret Diary of an Equestrian Rich Pony: Diamond Tiara edition. I felt little DT was ridiculed a little so I gave her a back story. I was pretty popular and I got a lot of good feedback. But here's the story of how Ditzy came to be.

When I finally heard about the issue with Derpy, the name change and editing done by the Hub I knew I had to do something. That's right I was REAAAALLY late on the Derpy issue. I wanted to do a fic dedicated to her. Because I really thought that she needed something to make the bronies love her even more. I always wanted Derpy to have some kind of romantic relationship in there, but I didn't think anybrony even tells who the father of her filly Dinky was. I actually was going to put Dinky in here, except I ran out of ideas.

Anyways, Ditzy needed a romantic character, so I made Domino. It was kind of just a, let’s think of a name thing. Now the meeting of them was a little more complex. I wanted to add a new chapter every day so I came up with each idea as it came to me. I'd think of the material as I was at work. I remembered that in my last story I had two friends meet because of an OC I came up with to play a bully named Topz.

That's right Topz is just a repeat character, I've decided to use him every time I have a bully story. So I thought why not have him save her from a really bad bully. As I went on the story got a little slow. I had to keep interesting, so when I wrote the chapter for Derpy going to flight camp I decided, Domino needs a character build. After all I could make him anything; I thought the perfect character would be a runaway. It also led to the chapter where the Haymill police come in to take Domino.

My favorite part of the story, and I feel it may also be what made this story, was when Topz beats Derpy up the second time and Derpy stands up. I loved writing that part; it was the moment Derpy decides she won't take it anymore. It was the defining moment, I felt, that really brought Derpys whole character together. I hope you all enjoyed the story; I'll be sure to try and keep up the stories and make 'em better.

P.S. I know some fanfic writers like to write sequels. I couldn't think of anything else, but if you can I'd like to hear it. If you do make a sequel shoot me a line I'll check it out, and if I like it enough I'll give it the seal of approval. Ha just kidding. Thanks for reading, I know not everyone's gonna want to see my author's note. Heck I don't even read authors notes at the end of books. Anyways keep calm and brony on everypony!

Promise You'll Be There

It had been several hours since the scouts had taken Domino away. I was in my room, crying. When I got home my mom had asked what had happened. I explained that because Domino wasn't there that Topz had bullied me again. Then I told her about my speech to the crowd and how some of the other ponies seemed to take my side.

She wrapped me in a hug, "I'll make sure he never hurts you again OK, Ditzy?" I smiled at my mother's offer.

I told her I didn't think Topz would hurt anypony again, she looked at me curiously, then I told her the rest, how Domino had saved me. She smiled when she heard what he'd done for me.

I was in my room, thinking about Domino, when I heard a knock on the front door. I ignored it as my mother answered, then after a few seconds my mother called me.

"Ditzy." The tone in her voice made my ears perk up; I slowly got off of my bed and opened my door a crack. "Ditzy, come, there's somepony here to see you."

I glanced out the door and saw Domino at the front door with the two Haymill scouts standing beside him. He smiled wildly.

"Hey, Derpy." He grinned.

I flew across the room and hugged him, the scouts didn't move. I looked up at them.

"He told us that he at least wanted to see you before we took him away." One had told me sternly, but I could hear the compassion behind his words.

I looked at Domino pleading for an explanation.

"It's the only way Derpy, they're gonna put me in a foster home. I gotta go for now..." His words drifted off.

"But–" I started to well up with tears.

"Please, Derpy don't cry." He said also starting to well up.

He wrapped his hooves around my neck; I did the same for him.

"I won't be gone long, when I'm eighteen in a few years I'll come back. I promise." He broke the hug and looked me in the eyes. His were watery with the tears I had only seen one other time before.

"Promise you'll be there, Derpy. OK?" He asked.

"Where?" I asked.

"In the field, where I took you for our picnic, remember." He explained, "On my eighteenth birthday I can leave, wait for me there, I'll come to you. And we'll have another picnic."

He smiled.

"Domino," I told him smiling back, "I know your nickname."

He looked at me and smiled and asked what it was.

"Glue" I told him, he looked confused. "'Cuz you'll always be stuck to me." I explained.

We both laughed, when it died down he gave me one last glance. He nodded, accepting his new name.

I nodded. He hugged me one last time, and then the scouts took him away.

The next day at school during recess I was on my usual swing, everything was back to the way it was before. I was a loner, nopony wanted to play with me anymore. And I was sad. But then a shadow blocked my sun, not from behind but from in front of me. I looked up; it wasn't Topz but the pony who saved me before. The tan pony with an orange mane, he smiled at me.

"Mind if I join you?" he asked.

I nodded to him shyly.

He sat on the swing next to me.

"You were pretty brave standing up to Topz yesterday." He told me in his nasally voice. I just nodded in response. "I know you really miss him." He said, I looked up to see him, "I saw how you two were, he was your best friend wasn't he Ditzy." I only looked at the ground in response. "Your only friend." A tear welled up in my eye.

"It doesn't have to be that way Ditzy," he told me, "you can have other friends, and you can hang out with me and my friends." He told me, "If you want..." He trailed off.

He got up and started to walk away.

"Hey!" I called to him; he turned around "Really?" I asked.

He smiled and signaled for me to follow him, I did. I hung out with him and his gang of friends in the field; we laughed told jokes, and even started a game of freeze tag. It was the most fun I'd had since when I used to play with Domino. Although it made me sad to think about it I still had hope that I could see him one day. I smiled at the thought.

Then Topz came over and looked me in the eye. I stood tall, but he slumped. He wasn't here to want to pick a fight.

"Ditzy?" He looked down at the ground; he seemed to be ashamed, "I'm really sorry for how I treated you before. It's just that I never really was all that smart either. This is my second time getting held back." He explained.

I noticed that none of his usual cronies were around, so I guess he was really apologizing.

"I just thought that if I could make somepony else feel as bad as I did... then maybe I wouldn't have to focus on how stupid I really was." He looked on the verge of tears.

I walked over to the bench on the sidelines of the field and grabbed my brown saddlebag. I brought it over to him, reached in and pulled out a blueberry muffin and placed it in front of him.

He looked up at me and smiled, "My very best friend in the whole world gave me one of these whenever he wanted to make me feel better." I explained to him.

I stuck out my hoof and we both shook in an unspoken truce, and everypony around us cheered. Finally I had some real friends, but nopony could ever be called my best.

Nopony except Domino.

Of course I waited the eight years; I had even found my real special talent. I got a job as a mail mare. I worked at the Equestrian Pony Express. My life had gotten better and it was all because Domino had come into my life. Today was a special day; I had taken a day off work today to prepare for it since sunrise I had waited in the field with my picnic already set up.

I sat in the field until noon; I was beginning to get a little sleepy. Maybe I would doze off and take a little catnap. So I did, I lay down and rested my head on my hooves. I dreamt of the moment that Domino saw me, he'd run into my arms we'd have a warm embrace and then tell each other what the last few years were like.

When I woke up the sun was setting, I watched it go down along with my hopes. Could it be possible that after all this time he actually forgot about me?

I lowered my head and prepared to cry. After eight long years, this was all I could think about, how could he just forget? That's when I heard hoof steps rustle the tall grass behind me. I turned around and there stood a tall majestic colt with a tawny coat and an even longer black flowing mane. His bright green eyes sparkled as he smiled and he trotted up to me. I smiled back in happiness. He plopped next to me, I looked into his bright green eyes, the ones I had fell in love with nine years ago but had never knew how much until now.

"I'm back," he said simply, "you didn't think I forgot, right?” And from that day forward I knew that every passing day after would be pure bliss.

The End