Love.
One of the most complicated things of ponykind.
It was a beautiful, terrible thing.
It tore down mountains, and it built up cities.
Ponies used it as a facade, to hide themselves behind a mask. They hid from the rest of the world, saying that they were loved, yet, not believing it in their own heart.
Davian was one of those ponies.
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"Wake up Davian!" Someone shouted.
I blearily looked up from my pillow and stared at the wall.
"What Dad?" I yelled back, my hoarse throat aching.
"Get up, you're going to be late for school!" He said.
I could hear his heavy hooves coming up the stairs.
My eyes widened, and I tumbled out of bed, then ran to the bathroom. My caramel-colored hooves fumbled around for the comb. As I brushed through my curly, I stared at the mirror. The young stallion in it looked back at me with his vivid green eyes.
Myeh. I thought.
When I finished washing up, I trotted downstairs to the smell of hay bacon.
"Wow d-d-Dad, th-that smells nice!" I stuttered out.
"Sure does, boy. Sit down and eat up. You got a long day." He replied, from inside the kitchen.
I waited impatiently, then he came out with a plate on his back. The glory of hay bacon and eggs shone down upon me from the heavens of the Kitchen-Gods.
Dad chuckled as he looked at me, his dark red coat rippling.
"W-what?" I asked when I was done.
"Nothing Davian," he shook his head, still laughing, "Just get out of here."
I ran upstairs, grabbed my saddlebag, and headed out the door.
But before the door closed behind me, my dad gave me a hearty slap on my rump.
I meeped and got out of there, running down the busy sidewalk.
"Ugh," I sighed as I trotted down the paved road.
Ponies of many different colors passed me, but one in particular caught my eye.
She had a beautiful cream colored coat, with a long pink mane and vibrant teal eyes. As I passed her, my heart fluttered.
Who was she? I thought, still walking on.
Eventually I made it to Los Pegasus High School. I pushed open the gates and hung my head as I entered, hoping no pony would notice me. It was too late.
"Yo! Freak! What'cha doin' at this place?" I heard some pony yell.
I kept plodding on, praying to Celestia that I wouldn't get hurt like last time.
"I'll let you off, blank flank, but you better be here at lunch time!" The ponies that were around us stared at my abuser and I.
The bell rung, signifying that it was school time. I thanked the gods, and ran full speed to my classroom.
"Hello, Mr. Heartmender? You're getting moved from Mathematics to Earth Pony Alchemy." Mrs. Chalkdust said to me as I entered her classroom.
"O-oh, I didn't kn-know." I stuttered and blushed, backing out of the room. Behind me, I heard snickers and whispers of "He s-s-stutters," and "Ha! What a freaky blank flank!"
I ignored them as best as I could, and went to the classroom of Alchemy.
Let's hope I don't buck up like last time... I thought miserably.
It was going to be a long day.