Living the Dream: Beyond Canon

Prologue

You know, if you would have told me... no that’s a terrible way to start a story.

It all started... and that’s just cliché.

Once upon a... now I’m just digging for an opening.

You know what, screw it. My name is Scamp, I’m a rather small, barely shorter than any other pony mind you, dark blue Earth pony mare who has been through hell. There’s plenty of ways for me to tell my story, but to be honest, I don’t think words alone will be enough. And since I don’t have the money to make a movie... this book will do. Hell, this could be an homage to the book that originally got me involved in this mess.

Anyways, I didn’t have the worst of upbringings, in fact, my younger years were filled with learning and fun. When I was younger, I liked to play up the “Tough Filly” personality. No acting like a little filly for this mare! I once knocked a colt out just because he said I would look cute in a dress. Actually, I think he was just trying to flirt with me, but screw it, he had it coming. I think.

I’m off track, you’re not here to know about me. I’m a nobody. You’re here to hear about my adventures, or more specifically, my adventures with a certain stallion. You probably want to know every little detail, nothing left out. And I’ll tell you this, you’ll get it and more. I may just be a simple mare, but I’ll tell you this; This gal got some skills!

What’s that? You want to know about my skills? No? Good, I’ll tell you!

My younger years were filled with me playing detective, going through my mother's court cases, she was a lawyer, and making up my own notes and cases for the ponies she represented. Well, one day I was inspired to stop playing make believe and get serious. I devoted myself to a certain case, the famous case of “Lance Greenfield”. Yeah, that name get ya going? Make your eyes widen? Good, that means we’re getting somewhere.

I’ve dedicated my life to the pursuit of this case, even though it ended when I was still just a filly; he was found guilty and sentenced to three life sentences. Now, I’m not trying to prove he didn’t kill that idiot, because it’s obvious he did. No, instead I’m wanting to prove that his book, which has been given the title ‘Living the Dream’, is real. Why, you may ask? Because, if it is real, I think it is unfair how it ended. With Lance being sent back in time and forced to undo his whole life and suffer. That’s just cruel and unfair!

Fuck that!

Before I go off on another rant, I’ll move on.

Other than all that detective type work, I’ve also had a few real jobs over the years. My first job was as a waiter, kind of a tribute to my idol. Yeah, that job sucked... big time. My second job was actually the best job I’ve ever had; a journalist for a pretty popular news outlet, run by humans. I picked up some rather unique skills working that job. Sadly, I lost that job due to a politician getting angry about one of my ‘reveal’ articles. What? I thought a classic sex scandel would be eaten up by the masses. I didn’t know that was his wife, I honestly thought he was having an affair. Probably should of avoided taking the pictures, probably could of kept that job otherwise...

My third and final job was a bust. I tried to join a job that the humans had created, which was rather similar to the Royal Guard. I forget it’s name, but they were basically Royal Guards for a single pony. The pony in question is the human’s leader, their president. The reason I failed at this job was because I tackled the president when I thought a pony had a knife... but it was just a pen. My bad.

Since I’ve mentioned humans, I think I should let you all know that I’m an EXPERT on the human’s culture. Yep, I have a very good idea on their lives before they came to Equestria. But sadly, I was born in the wrong era. Most of the original humans who arrived here are either old or gone. It had only been like 30 or so years ago when they arrived, but these human’s have a knack for getting themselves killed. Or thrown in prison. I mean, we have a freaking jail just for humans, and it’s practically filled to the brim! So I’ve had to get most, if not all, of my information from books they’ve written.

At the time of my last job, I was just 16. Which was only six years after I decided to invest my life into the chase of Lance Greenfield.

Now, I could go on and on about myself, but like I stated above, you’re not here for me.

I think I’m going to write this just like Lance’s autobiography, and we’ll see where that takes us. The start of my story takes place when I was just 20 years of age, just to clear things up.

Now, buckle up fillies and colts, it’s going to be a hell of a ride!