Fallout Equestria: Perspectives

Prologue : Perspectives

Oh different perspectives, such a simple concept. It’s a concept that I had lived most of my early life only knowing the idealistic and romantic view of. That everypony had their own unique views on life and any given situation, and that different viewpoints help to understand things better. Seems ironic that my perspective on that was rather narrow, since the stable never bothered to teach us about the other side of the coin.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. First, I really owe you my name at the very least. I’m Peachy Keen, and I promised you I’d tell you more about myself the next time I was nearby, but I don’t know when, or even if, that will happen again. So I guess this will have to do and I’ll just pray it reaches you. I was the teacher in stable 84, probably pretty obvious now. It was a pretty nice stable honestly, fresh water, decent food, clean surroundings, and friendly residents. The only odd thing I can think of was something that never really mattered. Our stable contained only bat ponies. The why of the matter is honestly still a mystery to me, but that was the way it was down there. I’m sure you could imagine how much of a shock the wasteland was for somepony like me, but with Steel’s help we managed!

If I had one major regret, it’s that I never taught my students some of the incredibly valuable life lessons I learned up here, but I guess in the end it doesn't really matter. Probably not the regret you were expecting, but you’ll be happy to know I’ve gotten...better. It’ll never heal but I've gotten better.

You’ve helped me through a lot of the problems I’ve faced up here, and took my friends and I in when most wouldn't have. I really do owe you everything, and I hope one day I can repay you. If you’re wondering where my friends and I are, just know that we’ll do everything in our power to get back, and that we’re finally going to deal with the root of the problem. That’s really all I can say sadly, since I don’t know whose hooves this might end up in.

Oh and please take over for me in the classroom while I’m away, If you manage to get to Newlight before we return. The kids are probably driving ole Miss Kindle crazy. And if you haven’t come to join us in Newlight when we get back, I’ll come and drag you outta that old run down house myself!

Hope to see you soon. And once again, I really appreciate what you’ve done for us.

Wishing you well,

Peachy Keen

P.S. sorry about the little rant at the start, you know how I can get sometimes about all that sentimental stuff.