Author notes: So here is a modified version of a story I once did for an assignment for a class in school.
Disclaimer: This fanfiction is made to serve as an example into how I can write small story. Plus this disclaimer is only used to help me buffer out the amount need to get it looked at. Also I own only the names of stuff in this.
The Rainbow rose.
The battle had destroyed the very beautiful flower field yet one rose still stood. A Stallion found the flower. A Stallion soon found the flower. The rose was a nice crimson Red. The Stallion took the soil around the plant and put in a pot that he soon found.
When he had gotten home he put the flower in his wife’s garden. His wife smiled and went to give him a nice cup of orange juice. Sadly she tripped and the orange juice onto the flower. When she started to apologize she noticed that the flower drank in the orange juice and one of the pedals’ changed to magnificent Orange.
10 years passed and the Stallion had a colt, this son had a yellow kite. This kite was once his fathers. The colt was flying the kite over the Rose, when the flower started to shake. The son called his father and his mother. The Stallion watched the flower and noticed something odd. A third petal had changed. This time it changed into a sparking Yellow.
It was only a year later that a very bad tornado hit their town. There entre home was destroyed, yet the flower didn’t. The Stallion in the hospital and asked if the flower was ok. He was told that the Rose had gained another color. The Stallion asked what the color was. Sadly he had to wait until he got out.
Once he got out he went to see the flower. He noticed that it gained a fourth color. The color made him remember the good times. It helped bring the family into remaking there house. The color you ask? It was the most softest of greens.
The Stallion soon took sick and the flower didn’t gain a color for 4 years. The colt that was now in high school started to water the plant. The rain was not coming and soon people grew worried. As other flowers wilted, the Rose flower didn’t wilt. This was a symbol of hope that everypony praised.
Sadly when the colt was 18 the Stallion died. The flower wilted but it was mourning the loss as well. The funeral was saddening. When they returned they noticed the flower had gained a fifth color, the color was a sorrowful blue.
The 5 years for the colt were the worst. The flower hadn’t gained its sixth color and so they moved to the Stallion’s grave. Sadly the Stallion’s wife followed him soon after. The mourning was wide spread.
The colt soon met a mare whose name was Rose; the colt introduced himself as Indigo. When they visited grave they noticed that it gained a sixth color. It was a very boastful Indigo. They praised it and soon they got wed.
It was only 10 years later they had their own filly. They had a daughter that they named Violet. She was very rebellious and always got in trouble. The Rose Flower never gained its Seventh color though out this.
When Violet got her Degree in teaching, Rose died of a sickness. She was buried in the same graveyard as the Stallion and his wife. They all noticed it rained and the Flower gained its seventh and final color, A Rebellious Violet color.
They praised the flower for getting all its color. When the rain stopped a rainbow shone from the rose flower. It glowed a crimson Red, a Magnificent Orange, a sparking Yellow, the softest of Greens, a sorrowful Blue, a Boastful Indigo, and A Rebellious Violet.
“…and this is the story of the rainbow flower.” The Teacher said finishing her book. “What happened to the rose?” A student asked. “Let’s just say it’s in a good place.” The teacher said looking over to a rainbow rose. “Thanks for teaching them, Ms. Violet.” Indigo said. “You’re welcome father.”
The end.
End notes: you can stop reading now; I will only put random stuff under this.
I still have about 300 more words so I will say this. Lulls ios six shoos s dkoi. That my friend is something in order to buffer out the last remaining stuff. So the song I am listening right now is 20% cooler (Alex X. &LULZ remix.). I have a hope that if this somehow got a tropes page, it would be very small, this story was mainly done on a very, very, VERY small whim in order to get a project done.
I am working on a much better story and I hope that you all will read it. The only reason I’m doing this is because I hope you trolls choose to make fun of me. I am a troll; yes I am a hidden troll who won’t do things that are dumb. Time for you to hunt down a better fic. I already told you this is done. IF you are still reading this, then once I reach the end of the 1,000 minimum limit thing then I will put a word that you will use in your post like thing and make this an interesting type of thing. Now I hope you finished because you’re all stupid if you still are reading this. I mean it I am just putting crap down and now you are just reading what would happen if I THE GREAT AND POWERFULL…NOT TRIXIE would put in a troll fic… I like Trixie she’s a very good character that should be expanded on. Me and a couple of friends thought that Candice was just Trixie using a spell. Oh that 1,000 word is this ok: PIE! Ok have fun! WTF? how was this not 1,000 words? ugh lets hope the guys here dont think its dumb...ugh also ignore this please its not really whats going on...
