I woke up staring a white color ceiling. The window was consuming in sun illumining the room. Throwing glances around, I identified the small messy room, it was my bedroom and it was morning my favorite time of the day when I could see the one soul I admired. Feeling the cold wood floor with every step I took. Gathering my necessities before going to the kitchen. The surreal thought of going back to a place where everything was the way it was supposed to be. The whistling sound in the otherwise silent house was alluring. While on my way, I stop by the bedroom located next to mine. I try to open the door, but the doorknob would not turn. It’s for the best, everyone has to grow up alone, that how you grow up strong. Again, and repeatedly I hear the whistling sound coming from the kitchen. I made it to the doorway to see a tall woman turning her back to me. “Jinni”

“Hey kiddo” the angelic and familiar voice was all I need it, but I was selfish.

“I miss you” I told her but the woman chuckle turning the sink on and off.

“I always been here” she responded. I shook my head in disapproval. “You wouldn’t call me a liar, would you?” She asks and I quickly retorted.

“No, never”. The figure turns the sink on and off again, while I hear the crystal-clear water land on the pristine clean sink. I lean to the side and verified that in indeed no unclean dishes exist. “Can you please look at me?”

“I don’t have times for your childish act” she retorted. A simple response fills me with anger making react childishly “I’m not, I’m not a kid anymore”.

“Why did you kill him?” the random exchange confused me more than anything but with hatred I march to the woman and stood tall but reach nowhere near her height.

“I said, look at me!” putting a hand in her shoulder. Hesitating at the thought of defying authority but with no care I forcefully turn her around and discovered my biggest fear come true. That woman, no, that monster was not my mother. That anomaly had no feature on her face but it could still talk.

“Sweetie” the thing spoke softly putting her two soft cold hands on my face “You have to understand that I have more responsibility now and that means I don’t have time for your childish acts”. The anomaly put her frosty skin where her lips are supposed to be on my forehead and pretend to kiss it “Now close your eyes” and I did what I was told. “Open them when you’re ready” I waited until I felt the icy touch on my cheeks disappeared and slowly, I open my eyelids to see a brown wooden ceiling. I move my neck left and right and stretching my body, releasing pen up stress located on my back.

I can’t sleep properly I just keep having weird dreams, of what, I don’t know, I can’t remember. Lyra room was wide open, and my companion was missing yet again. It been a couple days since I arrive to Ponyville and recently Harp has been avoiding me. Harp has been acting weird since she woke up that morning and found the kitchen clean. Lyra made a couple comment referring to a stupid book she read about human and how they’re supposed to act, to be fair I haven’t been hiding the fact that I’m different and I’m not going to hide who I really am, so she better gets with the program.

Today is a new day and I’m going to enjoy it even if it kills me. Jumping on my feet I started to put away my sheets and gathering the cleaning supplies from the house. The living room or my ‘room’ was first, dusted off every nook and cranny I could find until I started to sneeze uncontrollably. Second, was the kitchen putting every can label forward to be easily identify. Last was the owner of the house room. The bedroom was a mess and she should be a shame of living in this filth. Laughing in my lonesome, my mom would say the same thing to me.

I pick up the paper bag scatter around the room and the small amount of cloth like fancy dresses and different kinds of hat off the floor and into her wardrobe. Picking a couple interesting item hiding from plain sight. There a picture of Lyra when she was smaller with another familiar figure, it was Derpy with the adorable googly eyes. There was a blue old notebook, upon opening I read a couple rhyme realizing that this was Lyra music sheets. I felt bad intruding into her personal life, so I set down the notebook. The last thing I found and almost broke when I step on the object was an acoustic guitar. How would she play this instrument was a mystery.

When the house was finish it was barely pass twelve pm and a certain mare hasn’t show up yet. Is not like I care or anything, but I was starting to feel lonely. There only so many times I could organized my two or three pieces of cloth and some of them where too big for me. I have more but I rather die than wear that bright neon pink clothing she purchased.

I would peek through the window and beg for anything interesting to happened. My praise was hear when a blonde mailmare flew to our mailbox and crash with the metal box. Ouch, that look like it hurt. I took this opportunity to get myself of the house. Hooves was on the floor rubbing her head. When I appeared in front of her. she gave me a genuine smile and yell my name “Snuggle!”. She excitedly threw herself to me, but I gently separated her from my body. “Not a fan of hugs, got it”

when she started to go, I follow the pegasus. Derpy stop and told me that I probably shouldn’t follow her because I could get lost, I roll my eyes and still chased after the blonde mare. The mailmare would pay attention to me and not the road almost colliding with a bystander I took that opportunity to pull her out of the way, missing the onlooker. Hooves look impress with me simple giving her a hand and was more accepting of my presence chasing after her during work hours. Hooves would show me how she put the mail on the mailbox and for me to repeat the action. I did the work with no difficulty just to receive praise from the mare. Putting a smile on my cover muffle mouth, thing where simple here in Ponyville.

In that very moment my wrist felt warm and it was the bracelet. I haven’t forgetting about that night, I just ask myself if I’m sane. In the pass couple day, I try to recreate what I did with little success. The stone felt warm again, so I decided to try it one last time. I lift my hand toward the mailbox and grunted but nothing happened. I touch the box and this time I thought hard in my mind to make this item rise from the ground, but nothing happened. Derpy only saw a girl glaring at the innocent mailbox.

“Snuggle, don’t do that, that wrong”. Derpy though I was angry at this box or something. She told me to follow along side her and she would speak to me like a friend “You know, that for a long time I was angry”. Her? Angry? That was hard to believed. “Is easy to be angry, especial when the only other pony you know just leave with no explanation. Is easier to be angry but more rewarding to forgive them because you never know what that other pony was dealing with” seen the always cheerful pony look somber hit home for me. With my free hand I brush her hair. She gave me a wide smile under arm, making me brush. Stupid pony making me feel something.

Derpy finish her work and catch up with Clouds who look surprised to be found on her way out of town. Hooves had a cheery expression, but her friend had said multiple times that she had plans and had to go. The mail pagasus ask for me to accompany her, cloud accepted but it was clear that she didn’t want me following her around. Before leaving Ponyville Derpy ask me to keep a close eye on Clouds. Not really understanding what she meant with that, but we walk for fifteen minutes out in the open field watching the grass sway and the flower flourish. Stopping in an old stadium who was in a fruitless battle against nature. The plants consume most of the stand, chair and the old equipment.

Clouds hand me a list with others pegasus name next to some number and a stopwatch. We stood at the beginning of the course and she told me that when she hears the click from the stopwatch is her queue to start the race and I was supposed to stop it when she crosses the finish line. Then she compares her time with the rest of the individual. I sit on the soft grassy ground while Kicker got ready. When she got her google on, the ok sign was shown, and the click was hear. The pegasus took off feeling the gush of wind hit my face. I was stung by the speed she presented reaching the end of the large empty stadium in minutes. But comparing her time to the other competitor her score was bad, placing the pony at the bottom, the higher you go on the list the faster the time must be.

When cloud saw her time, she shrugs it off “Yeah, it my first run of the day, this always happened”. Taking position on the beginning the course waiting for the familiar click of the watch, taking off once more, feeling a stronger force of wind. When Cloud finish the race, she didn’t look at her time she just told me to go again and so I did. Again, and again and again she would run back and forth with no break, I made sure to write her time on a blank piece of paper for her. Kicker had the determination and the stamina of a tiger to keep a consistent pace placing higher and higher each time but no matter what she did her score where in vain. A pony call Rainbow Dash had a time of forty-eight second while my companion struggle to finish the course under two minutes. Sometimes Cloud would start the race with so much force the feather on her wind would fall off. Taking note on the tired pagasus taking longer to reach the end.

The pony was close to finishing the course when I notice her lowering altitude and finally falling, eating dirt in the process. I panic and rush towards the racer. When I reach Derpy friend she escaped with no serious injury. Only a bruise on her cheek while cover in dirt with green stain of the grass splatter on her coat. She sat on the grassy field and took a breather but never spoke. Cloud rise her hoof and waited for me to hand her sometime. I took my best guess and gave her the list with a piece of paper where I wrote her time. Kicker look at the girl in a confusion before giving a light chuckle. Staring at the number one spot and how all her score where stuck on the second spot. She set the list down and silently stare at the open field. “I’m tired” was all she said. Yeah, I know the feeling. I took a chair next to the pegasus and put my hand around her and Clouds lean her head on my shoulder.

The walk back to Ponyville wasn’t so bad even if I had to carry Clouds. On the trip she felt asleep on my back with the subtle breathing hitting my neck. Trying to understand why someone would push themselves so hard to the point of exhaustion. Ones we reach the town, Hooves was waiting for us by the entrance. The two travelers meet the everyday cheerful mare looking at us with warm on her eyes. Show me the walk to Clouds house while she peacefully sleeps.

“Thanks, for keeping an eye on her” Muffin said to the silent walker. “She has no idea how much it hurt me to see her coming back with bruises”. I would imagine, if my only friend shows up with bruises, I would fight the world for her. We reach the sleeping owner house where Derpy had the key to the home, we put her to rest and headed out. The blonde mare took me to my owner to find the house light turn on, I guess Lyra finally back. Hooves didn’t stay and flew away coming close to a tree, I swear that horse is an endangerment to herself or other.

When the cold weather hit me, I quickly intrude the house to find the smell of cooking accumulating on the comfy home. Lyra said hi with a jolly tone, but the girl just turns her nose and march to her bed or how the rest of the world call it, the couch. Lyra left the kitchen and walk to the girl with a couple bag on her side “So I know I been busy for a couple day now, but I swear your going to love this”. Whatever she has I her bag I don’t care, I just want everyone to leave me alone. “I been visiting The Carousel Boutique and I got this!” she pulls out a shirt like the one I was wearing. A white bottom long sleeve shirt, inside the bag were some jeans. “I know I bought you some cloth, but you don’t seem to love it and that ok, I got your measurement when you were asleep and I got this just for you, you know, has thanks for helping around the house”.

She hands the bag to the girl who was at a loss for words, feeling guilty. I never got the impression of Lyra treating me unfairly, but I assume the worst. I thought of a way to show how much this really means to me. A hug? I’m not much of a touchy person so I when with the next best thing “Taan yu” I muffle and softly spoke for the first time in what seen like forever. Heartstring was taking back when she heard the exchange, but she just laughs “Man, you sure are weird”. Ones she leaves I look at the brand-new cloths and feel good, like everything is going to be fine. I lay on the couch feeling the warm from my bracelet yet again and the memory kick in. I haven’t forgetting about that night, I just ask myself if I’m sane.

___________________

“Jets can you fed the humans, my head hurt” the lazy stallion wine.

“I fed the human yesterday”

“But my head hurts” Cherry responded.

The mare sigh before answering “Fine but you have to fill this week paperwork”

“fiiine, I feel oppress in this environment” he falsely claims. While walking to the back to the store, I should keep a close eye on him but I’m not his mother. He’s a grown adult and he can do the work. I pick up the bag of healthy consumable food for human. It still amazes me how some bad owner still feed their human with pony food or junk food when they can’t process that kind of meals properly. They were five human two where adopted and one was found a couple days ago. He was in a malnourished state when he first came here so I always made sure to reserve extra for the newbie. That when the doorbell ring, echoing through the hallways. Ones I made sure all the human where feed I put my biggest smile before attending the costumer. That when I saw who it was, the blue hair with white highlights, cream coat and green eyes. “Hey misty” I said in a low voice.

“Hey misty?” she repeated. “Where my hug?” the pagasus tightly hug the worker over the counter. “What’s up short stuff”

“Excuse me, but were the same high”

“But I’m older” she confidently smiles.

Yeah, she would always retort the same comeback even when we were little, she would get everything she want it because she was the oldest. “Who cares anyways” I negatively responded.

“Ahh, don’t be like that, you’re still my favorite sister”

“I’m your only sister”

“So, by default my favorite”. the logic didn’t help me feel better but still keep the flow of the conversation.

“What are you doing here”

“I’m preforming for the princess tonight and because I was around, I decide to visit my own flesh and blood”

“Congratulations” I murmur.

“Thanks, weren’t you supposed to be a royal guard, why are you working in the cash register”

“Well if you must know… I recently got, promoted” she lie.

“And they put you here?”

“Every guard has to attend the store before moving up and now I have my own office and an awesome partner”

“You have a boyfriend, congrats!”

“What? No!” quickly debunking the sister statement with cherry blossom cheeks.

“You should show me around”

“No, no, the human in the back are very dangerous” Jets lie again.

“Cool!” she made her way to the back of the store when her little sister grip the intruder by her back, but Misty was too strong an keep walking like Jets was luggage. Misty made her way to the back and saw the humans peacefully eating and sleeping. “Are this the dangerous human?”

“Yeah but they just eat so there sleepy”

She hums before answering “Yeah, sure”

“Yeah but we have to go before you wake them up” Jets took her eyes off her sister for a second and she reappeared in the back of the store where the office was located. “Wait don’t open that” I warn but it was too late, she opens the door to find Cherry sleeping in the small room. His head was lay on top of the paperwork he was supposed to be filling with a small saliva falling off his open mouth.

“Is that your partner”.

“Yeah that’s him” Hesitant to answer the question.

“He looks handsome”

I try to keep a cool face, but it was cracking. Misty call the lazy stallion to the consequence of him waking up with a paper attach to the side of his face. Taking notice of the new company, he got up and flex a little “Why, hello ma’am” he said using his deep voice. I should have felt shame, but I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Relax lover boy, go back to work” Misty said before closing the door.

“Ok, say it” Jets told her sister.

“Say what?”

“How you’re all the way in the top and I’m stuck here…”

“Ok, I’ll say” giving her little sister a hug before saying “I want nothing more than to see you happy”. The sentiment felt strange, my sister and I have never been too close. It was always a competition to see who was better, but her word felt real. We catch up for a while talking about visiting mom, she left soon after. It feels like nothing was gain but that was wrong I made my first step in understanding her. That when Cherry walk in after Misty left.

“Sister reconnecting, it so beautiful” he jokes while pretending to cry.

“Pleased, you wouldn’t understand”

“Actually, I have a sister too”

“That’s news to me” Jets look skeptical.

“Yeah, she recently moves out of Canterlot, I wonder if she ok”. we clean up around on the slow day, when the doorbell ring once again. My expression quickly turns down to one of displeasure. The doctor coat was a bit too big on her and would drag on the floor with an eerie still smile plaster on her face “Hello cadets”

“Good evening, Dr. Fauna”

“I’m glad to see you learn some manners”

Cherry looks bother so I decided to end the conversation as soon as possible “What do you want doctor”

“I’m just looking for information, it for a mission”

“Info on citizens is on headquarter”

“I don’t need that kind of information”

“Well, in order to get file from here, you need a direct order from the boss”. Fauna took out a permission, sign by Steel Hooves. “Ok, what are you looking for” once again, she points it at the paper with a long line of number. I inserted the code into the computer and the first human that pop up was the young strange girl who was adopted not too long ago. The program lets you see everything we have on her, a picture, her presume age, the owner and… where she lives.

“You can send that file to my computer” The doctor seen satisfied and headed out but I call after her.

“What are you planning?” Jetstream asks.

“Me? I’m just meeting an old friend” Dr. Fauna reply.

Author's Note

(Updated)

A/N: This chapter was supposed to be split between Derpy, Clouds and Jetstream. It was a part of ‘A Day in the Live of Blank’ and it would feature an individual pony but I found it tedious and drawn out so I cut out a little bit from each chapter and mix it in one.