It was a beautiful day in the streets of chantorlot. Ponies were moving up and down the dazzling city streets, going about there daily business. That is except a certain homeless pony named Broken mirror. Broken mirror was a dark blue earth pony stallion, his mane like his body was blue but a lighter shade blue. However his cutie mark was that of a broken mirror with a golden rim. Broken mirror sat on the side of the street with a small coffee mug with a piece of cardboard with the words "HOMLESS PLEZ HELP" written on it in a messy Barely legible way. He sat there day after day doing this. Broken Mirror sighing sitting there thinking of how useless He was in the grand scheme of life. He barely noticed a stallion put 3 bits in his cup. The noise of the coins falling into the clay cup snapping him out of thought. Looking up Broken saw that the stallion was a elderly light brown stallion with orange mane and tail with grey stripes in them. The stallion him self looked relatively in shape for his age. He wore a brown suit with a red tie.

"Thank you sir not many ponies give money to beggar's like me." Broken said looking up with a grateful smile.

"Heh heh heh don't mention it sonny, I got so much of the stuff I practically have the stuff coming out of my ears. The elderly stallion said with a warm smile.

"Well have a wonderful day sir." broken said smiling as the kind old pony left.

A few hours later the street was pretty cleared of ponies other than Broken himself. That is till he heard crying from a near by alley way. Broken deciding to investigate got up and looked down the alley way to find a crying colt Sitting behind a trash can.

"Hey kid you okay?" the colts ear twitched before he looked up and saw broken. At first the colt seemed wry of him at first but after a few moments. The colt sighed and explained his problem.

"I was playing hide and seek with my friends when I wandered so far looking for them I got lost. I don't know where I am." the colt said with a sniff wiping a tear from his eye.

"Well kid where do you live? Maybe I could give you directions." Broken said. Giving the colt a sympathetic smile.

"I-I live on west side." the colt said.

"West side?! that's like 50 miles away! You walked that far kid?!" the colt just looked down and poked the ground with his hoof shyly. Broken however was busy thinking up a way to help this colt. He thought up the answer, but he didn't like it.

"Listen kid I know that the local bus service goes all around chanterlot. Just ride it around till you see something familiar." Broken said giving the colt a reassuring smile.

"But I don't have any money..." the colt said, without a single moment of thinking Broken dumped the coffee cups 3 bits in front of the colt.

"This should cover it kid."

"your really giving me all your money for a ride home?" the colt said, Broken only nodded before watching the colt run off yelling thank you over his shoulder.

As he left the alley way he looked down the street to see the same colt getting into a Bus (large carriage) before it got pulled away by the ponies in front of it. Broken looking down at his now empty coffee cup felt a mixture of pride and regret about helping the little colt.

Later at a basement at a undisclosed location because I’m a lazy writer.

“Hello everypony welcome to the 129th weekly meeting of H.P.S.G” (Homless Pony Support Group). The basement was a relatively nice place, with carpets, a coffee machine, even heating for those cold winter months. There were 5 ponies sitting in a circle on the middle of the floor.

“So EveryponyI hope we all had a nice week sense our last wensday meeting.” Said a white unicorn mare a green mane.

“So anyway today we have a new member of our group, Solid frame.” The mare said pointing over at a purple unicorn Stallion with a grey mane. Who was rather muscular for a unicorn at least. Solid who was rather uncomfortable seem to slink down into his chair shyly.

“Now, Now Mr. Frame we are a support group. Here we don’t judge others. We all here are losers of society who failed along the way.” The unicorn mare said. After hearing this Solid seemed to sit up straight slightly.

“Hello my names Solid frame” Solid said.

“hello Solid” the entire group said.

“A few months ago I was a regular Stallion with a job, house, wife You name it. But it all changed once I got fired from my job for being 3.09787 seconds late for work. Then my wife left me for some con artist Stallion just because he had a Bigger "House" than me! Without her financial support and my lack of a job. I was evicted from My house by the Canterlot bank. That’s how I got here.” He said finishing the story. Right then a loud clatter was heard from up stairs. A few seconds later they saw a trash can barreled down the stairs. Once the trash can stopped rolling Broken popped his head out of the lid.

“Hey guys sorry I’m late. I got stuck in this thing and had to hop all the way here in it.” Broken said with a nervously with a shy blush on his face.

The unicorn mare seemed to grin at his presence "ah Mr. Mirror its pleasant you could make this time."

"you know me Penny Punch... always... unfashonabley late as usual." coal crusher then stops talking realizing that he had miss pronounced Unfashionably. No one else seemed to notice so he shrugged it off and he took a seat next to solid frame.

"well Mr. mirror we have a new member who will be joining us. Mr. Solid this is Mr. mirror our second oldest member after our founder." said penny punch.

"Nice to meet you" Solid said holding our his hoof for a friendly hoof shake. Broken then accepted the hoof shake. Penny then looked at Broken

"so sense we have a newest member I think it would be appropriate for Mr. Mirror to tell us His story. Broken sighed, he was about to disagree when Penny punch gave him "a". The look is a well known thing Mares do that strike fear stallions to do there bidding.

"Sure" Broken said before getting on with his story.

"My troubles all Started when I first got my Cutie mark. Now As we all know Cutie marks are those... well... marks on our flanks that tell us our reason for living. my special talent if you can call it that is being unlucky to the point where i wonder how I'm alive sometimes. when i was young nothing ever seemed to go right, i was being moved orphanage to orphanage and never had many friends... In fact really the only thing i could say that made my colthood good was my best friend Silver Glide. She would always drag me someplace and be a general nuisance... but a welcomed one. i truly do miss her now though... she was a nice Pegasus. me and her got separated during one of my orphanage swaps... she herself wasn't an orphan just to be clear. so after years of going to town and town i turned to old and they kicked me out... i had no where to go, so really i just sat on the side of the street asking for hand outs to this day." Broken said finishing his story. so after his story the next member began to speak, a Black Pegasus with white mane.

"hello I'm Coal Crusher"

"Hi Coal Crusher." everyone said. "I'm happy to report that i recently got a job." everypony clapped there hooves together in and cheered. "its this new gig up in some town called Trofton south of Baltimare. But before i go, i got to say that this opportunity is awesome. all my life i was told i was gonna be digging ditches and now I'm gonna prove them wrong! no more hole making for me!"

later:

everypony was leaving the meeting room and Broken went outside and leaned on the side of the meeting building which much like all the Chantorlot buildings shimmered in the moonlight with dazzling purple and whites. as others began to leave Coal crusher walked up to broken.

"hey Broken listen i know you've been going to this place for a long time, and that you're very unlucky but. if i can be something other than a hole digger maybe your meant to be more than some homeless stallion." coal said with a reassuring smile.

Broken couldn't help but smile back. but deep down he knew that what coal was saying wasn't true. once coal crusher said his good byes and left Broken alone once again. Standing there he heard a scream, looking over to where it came from he could see the colt he had helped earlier that day hugging his parents. broken couldn't help but have a genuine smile.

coal crusher may have had a point maybe i am meant for more. Broken thought to himself as he looked up at the night sky.

Author's Note

Alright! First chapter of anything ever. i know the Grammer is probably not the best so let me know what you think of the story. Thanks for reading ;P