Black Beauty had always wanted to find love. He had always been looking for it, even since he was a little colt. He had known growing up he liked colts more than fillies, and his mother and father had always been supportive of him. He had left Manehatten for Canterlot, from Canterlot to Fillydelphia, and from Fillydelphia to Ponyville.
Although he had been so many places, he had never really been accepted. He was a pure-black, slim-statured stallion often mistaken for a mare. His eyes were a light grey and his cutie mark was the only colorful thing about him, a blue cupcake. And he was a coltcuddler!
He was screwed from all sides.
And then he had arrived in Ponyville, a beautiful little town with friendly ponies and accepting personalities. He had made friends almost immediately, and had even managed to open a little bakery with a young white and pink pony named Marshmallow Fluff. He could see why her parents named her that, as well, her hair looked like it was whipped marshmallows! He felt like he had a real chance of meeting a colt here...
Well, he hoped he had a real chance here.
