The New Year

Timidthy's eye's opened slowly as he got a look at where he was. He heard the crackling of a fireplace as he felt warm,cozzy, and safe. He looked at the quilt that surrounded his small body. It was the same quilt he had gotten on his birthday just a few months ago. He looked around and recognized he was in Celestia's room. Timidthy looked at himself (at least what he could see that wasn't under the quilt) he had bandages all over. Soon he heard the door behind him shut. Timidthy then saw his mother Celestia, who had a calm yet somewhat angered expression.

"Timidthy how do you feel?" said Celestia in a calm tone, Timidthy answered,

"I feel a bit sore but other then that fine." said Timidthy. Celestia wrapped her wing around Timidthy. And Timidthy smiled he knew his mother was worried about him.

"Can you tell me what happened to you?" said Celestia and Timidthy grew pale as a vibrant shade of red came to his cheeks. His wing's wanted to buzz around nervously but Timidthy kept them shut.

"U-Ummm....." said Timidthy as his mind was trying find an appropriate answer. That wouldn't upset his mother too much. Celestia had a gentle expression as Timidthy struggled to get the truth out.

"Ju-Just some kid's." Timidthy muttered, Celestia smiled slightly,

"Can you tell me the names or give me a description?" said Celestia as she tried to get Timidthy to tell her,

"Tw-Two colts one is named Binkey and the other Crepe and thier leader...." said Timidthy as he trailed off and fear gripped at his brain. Celestia noticed this,

"It's okay Timidthy is the leader a filly or a colt?" said Celestia. Timidthy blushed redder, and shook his head as speaking was impossible at this point. Celestia sighed,

"It's okay Timidthy I'll figure out the rest you just head to bed. I'll get your friend's to deliver your homework tomorrow." said Celestia calmly. Timidthy hugged his mother and walked off, happy to not have to go to school tommorw.

Sweet Dreams, French Press and Bumper barged into Celestia's private study.

"Okay we're here, is Timidthy okay!?" said Sweet Dreams, Celestia smiled,

"Yes he's okay a bit shaken up but fine." Celestia said. The friend's sighed a breathe of relif and Celestia led them to Timidthy's room. French Press noticed there we're a few more guard's then normal. As Celestia opened the door the kid's saw Timidthy's was reading.

"Timidthy! Remercie les dieux que tu vas bien! Ne me fais jamais peur comme!" said Sweet Dreams as she hugged Timidthy tightly. Timidthy blushed and replied,

"Sweet Dreams ne soyez pas idiot Je vais bien et s'il vous plaît ne vous obtenez pas travaillé sur moi." Bumper gave a confused head tilt while French Press smiled warmly at the lovebirds. Bumper shook off the confusion and handed Timidthy the homework he missed.

"And I'm glad your feeling well Timidthy because your going back tommorw." said Celestia calmly, Timidthy paled he wanted to shout

"No please I'd rather die!" But didn't. Instead he said,

"Yes mother."

Bumper had just came back home from Timidthy's and he felt miserable,
'I-I caused all of this.' Bumper thought as tears came to his eye's. Crackers who was perched on top of Bumper's bed cocked his head from side-to-side.

"Bumper you okay?" said Crackers. Bumper jumped and blushed red,

"I'm fine." he said as he chocked back tears. Crackers gave a concerned sauak, Bumper sniffed and walked to his restroom. Crackers waited for a few hour's and he soon became nervous,
'Bumper isn't a acting right, I need to tell his parent's.' Crackers was gonna take off until he heard the bathroom door slam and saw Bumper come out. His eye's we're puffy and red from crying as he layed on the bed.

"Bumper your sure you don't want to talk?" said Crackers,
"NO!" Bumper shouted. Crackers looked at Bumper with fear and he swore if he was female he'd layed an egg. Bumper began to fell drowsy and fell asleep and Crackers just stared at him. And decided he would talk to his friends in the morning as he fell to sleep as well.

Mrs. Oinkers looked at her owner as she paced around the room.

"I've gonna help Bumper, he's ain't been acting right. And I've got to help Timidthy and help Sweet Dreams help Timidthy." muttered French Press,

'She's driving herself nuts!' Mrs. Oinkers thought as she had a concerned looked and wished to talk to her friend's in the morning.

Babe's hooves ached and his face red, his owner Sweet Dreams hadn't been able to sleep so he had to jump over her bed. She hadn't fallen asleep till she got to one-hundred and ten. 'Never again.' Babe thought but he was worried about his owner, 'I'll talk to the other's in the morning hopefully thier owner's are acting normal.'

Timidthy was tossing and turning in bed muttering in his sleep, Poppy tried waking him but whatever Timidthy was dreaming about was serious. Poppy whined miserably. 'I hope the guy's have a plan.' Poppy thought as she continued to worry.