The Muffin Mare

Weird, for once, she was actually early for her job and it also felt really good to know that she could get to go home early because she was going to finish her route early. So there Derpy was, swinging through the city, leaving muffin mix as she would be swinging around with this newfound ability. Astonishingly, she had completed her route three hours earlier than she had expected, plus she put in half the effort that she usually did. This made delivering the heaviest of packages the easiest task for her.

She was just so sad that she couldn't have had this amazing ability earlier! Though, as fun as it may have been for her to be able to swing through the town on muffin mix, Derpy could see that she started getting the strangest stares from people, and not the good kind of people either. She could see that if she started getting too much attention people would start targeting her, and then the attention would probably start turning negative. She needed to be like those super heroes in the comic book or the ones on television, she needed a name and some sort of disguise, that way people wouldn’t know who she was.

Then, she realized. If they can come after her, they can just as easily come after Dinky. She would kill herself if she let that happen to her, she never wanted to lose Dinky, but was she a risk to allow her to get to work on time and leave early? Though that was an easy choice to make because she knew Dinky was her first priority. She still had to make money somehow, and she wasn’t going to be able to do it by eating the muffin mix instead of using it and taking advantage of it.

Either way, Derpy knew what had to be done. She knew she was going to have to keep Dinky safe, along with her identity. Though, she didn’t know how hard that would be until she came out of her deep thoughts, about keeping her family safe, to see that she was swing right along through Cloudsdale, swinging past ponies. As she saw that the ponies that saw her were busy giving her weird looks, Derpy realized this isn’t at all going to be as easy as she was hoping it was going to be, instead it was only going to be a lot harder than she hoped for.

Yet, as more and more thoughts entered her brain about Dinky and herself, they left just as quickly, leaving her with nothing on her mind...Well, nothing more than usual, that is, which was her attempt at leaving no stress in her mind, and being peaceful at heart. She was as quick as her thoughts came and went, swinging through Cloudsdale, leaving residue of her path on the civilians houses, and before she could tell, she was at home.

Weird, Dinky’s bike was locked up and parked beside the house… School wasn’t even over yet. Derpy couldn't help but wonder why she was home so early. She couldn't think of any possible reason, no matter how bad, that the school would send somepony home. Curiously, she let go of the mix attached to her hoof, causing it to fall to the ground, and flew the rest of the way towards the house, stopping when she was within walking distance. Slowly, she trotted towards the house, opening the door as she came closer, with a creaking sound to accompany the action.

“Dinky? You there? You okay? Why are you home so early? Did something happen?” She questioned, hoping for the best answer, but asking them so fast that nopony could answer them anyway. Yet, all her went down the drain when she had heard Dinky from the other room talk.

“I’m home early because we had an early day, but I’m fine sis…” said Dinky, from the other room down the hall. Derpy thought she didn’t sound right, and when she made her way down the hall and right into the room to see her on the floor, sitting there, crying her eyes out. All of Derpy’s worries had came back to find that disturbing sight of her crying he eyes out, the sight of it was unbearable for Derpy, she couldn't stand seeing her sister cry like this, and she knew for sure that it was the work of one of those mean kids at school that won’t stop insulting everypony, let alone her. “Why are you home so early?” she asked, walking up to Derpy and giving her a hug, as if she was almost begging for comfort.

Derpy was simply stunned by the question, why was she home so early? She didn’t think of an excuse for how she finished her work so quickly “I just didn’t have much work today, is all… They said they may cut down on the work they give me!” she said trying to cheer up Dinky, which obviously didn’t work because she still had the same big frown as earlier “What’s wrong Dinky? Why are you crying?” she pleaded.

“Just the same kids making fun of you! I always tell the teacher! She says she can’t do anything though! She says that she needs to “hear them”! BUT SHE NEVER DOES! EVERY TIME! SHE IS NEVER AROUND WHEN THEY SAY SOMETHING!” she said, calmly at first, then started huffing, and getting louder and louder as her anger grew just by remembering the situation.

“There there, it’s okay, they’ll never make you said ever again, I promise.” Derpy said, with confidence trying to get Dinky to calm down, instead Dinky didn’t calm in the slightest, in fact, she only got worse.

“BUT SIS! THEY KEEP DOING IT!” she said, trying to show to Derpy that she couldn't do anything.

“Just. Trust me. They’ll stop. They’ll never do it again.” she said, sternly, to show Dinky she meant business. No one was going to hurt her little muffin, especially when she could control it. She knew she was going to have to take matters into her own hands. Though, first, she was going to need a bit of preparing.

I need a name

I can’t just go around without a name!

I’m a scientist pony and a mail mare.

What kind of superhero pony is that?

Well… I do deliver mail… and soon… I’ll deliver justice…

The Justice Mare?

No… That’s just dumb… What about my abilities? How about that?

I can shoot muffin mix!

THE MIX MARE!
~~~~~No… what am I thinking...

Something to do with muffins…

THE BLUEBERRY MARE?!?!

No… This was so hard! How do the superheroes do it so easily?!

The Muffin Mare?

That sounds good.

Real. Good.

Now. A disguise. She needed to hide her name.
A muffin costume?
What am I thinking?! No… That’s not very discreet…

Out of the corner of her eye she spotted something, it was her blanket from when she was a kid, her parents bought it for her, and she had kept it ever since. It had muffins on it. She got nostalgia just by looking at the simple blue blanket with the small blueberry muffins on it.

Maybe I can make that into a suit!

That. Sounds. Amazing.

She sighed. This was going to be difficult. Almost thirty minutes of staring, with much effort, she finally got the courage to take the small incisions at her childhood trophy, this was the last of the things she had from her parents, and now she was cutting it up. A tear drew down her face as she thought about what she was doing, but it was for her sister, it was for something she could never replace. That exact moment, she knew, deep down in her heart, that all this was going to definitely be worth it.

Slowly, the cutouts started to look like pony shaped body parts. After sewing them together, this little project would most likely end up coming together just the way she had hoped and planned. After a lot of work, it was done, the light blue suit with muffins all around, as she slipped it on, she looked in the mirror, it was a perfect fit, and looked just the way she wanted it to.

Things couldn't have gone better, except for the part when she cut the blanket. That could've have been way better. As she finished, she put up all the tools she used, and put on her bag, shoving the costume in it “Dinky! I’m going out! I’ll be back in a bit!” she said, an almost unheard mumble of approval came from Dinky’s room saying ok. As soon as she heard the ok, she was off.

Soon enough, she was flying around through ponyville, she was about to take matters into her own hands, but first, she needed to get into costume so nopony would target her in specific. Derpy walked into a nearby alley to go put on the costume, finding a whole bunch of trash and junk. Along with a, rather clean looking, blue box that had the label of ‘Police Call Box”.

That seems like a nice place to put this on

She started walking her way toward the box, attempting to push it open to get inside, it wouldn’t budge, and upon closer observation, there was a little lock above the handle. Though, of course, it was locked.

What good is a police box if it’s locked?!

Whatever, I’ll just put it on over here…

She slowly walked behind the box, pulling her blue costume out of the bag. With a final glance, making sure that nopony was around to see her, she slipped the costume on, piece by piece. Right as she was finishing up, she could hear people. Screaming, shouting to eachother to run.

As soon as she heard the voices, she heard some loud thuds.

Must’ve ran into this police box… Ouch…

As soon as she the voices and thuds stop, she walked around to the front of the box to find that nopony was there. One of the same voices as earlier came from the box “Oh, look! It’s her! Don’t worry! You’ll meet him soon Derpy! Though I warn you, he has an attitude!” Though, as soon as the voice ended, almost immediately, a force pushed her onto her flank, and the police box started to disappear. Then finally, it was over. Surely, she was more confused than she has ever been, even more than the situation with the muffins, and muffin mix.

Yet, with all that in mind, she had business to get down to, and she was going to make sure she would never have to do this again.

With that, she pointed her hoof towards the building in front of her, and swung till she found the school, they they were. The kids that torment Dinky day in and day out, today was the day that it was all going to be over. She flew over to them, and they looked at her, almost about to laugh because of her suit, but they didn’t know. They should be scared of her. Not because she was going to hurt them, but because they did the wrong thing.

She pushed both of them against the wall “You better stop bullying kids at this school.” She simply stated “Today. This is your one warning. That’s it.” She finished her sentence off with fury and anger in her words, pushing them harder against the wall the closer she got to finishing, moving the smiles from their faces and replacing them with looks of horror. They only nodded with approval. They couldn't do anything else. They were done.