Derpy was in the living room, reading the newspaper as Dinky came into the room. "Derpy, I have a question." Derpy put down the newspaper as she looked at Dinky,"Yes?" "How did you get your weird eyes?" Derpy seemed suprised, why would she be askng this? "Well.....okay, but it might be sad, okay?" Dinky nodded as if she understood, which she did. Derpy gulped a bit nervously and was a bit shaky. This dreadful childhood was coming back in pictures and words through her mind. Derpy faced it and layed back in her chair. "Here is the story."
*Cuts into Flashback*
Derpy was a filly, she was a very energetic filly to be exact. She mostly loved her parents who always cared for her and loved her so much. Derpy would lay down at night and listen to her mother tell the story,"The Three Little Foals" It was both funny and teaches lessons. Her dad was rich and would give her a pony-back ride. Her sister is who she hated. Her sister would make fun of her about not being able to fly without standing on something tall. She would steal Derpy's toys and laugh. Derpy would always try to get away from her but it always turned into a fight. Derpy never knew that her sister could do any REAL harm, to her and her heart.
Derpy had two brothers who she loved alot more than her sister. Derpy was always called,"The Muffin Girl" due to her love of muffins, but in a nice way. Her sister would call her,"The Derp Horse" which always made Derpy upset. Even know Derpy was a sweet as candy girl, her classmates bullied her, even when she WAS nice to them. Except Dr.Whooves, of course. (This isn't a shipping) Derpy was halfy miserable her childhood, but she always had a doll that never let her Mr.Muffin."What should I do,Mr.Muffin?" Derpy tried to make it seem the doll was talking,"I dunno Derpy."