The Tails and Adventures of a Boring Blue Pony!by Mr ClumpyChaptersChapter 1 : ArrivalChapter 2 : Home ComingChapter 3 : A Day To RememberChapter 1 : ArrivalThe Tails And Adventures Of A Boring Blue Pony Chapter One : Arrival This is a story not unlike many others, but still unique in its own way, for this is about a strange blue pony with a short brown mane that mysteriously turned up one day with a hedgehog on his back and a (nearly) pony-sized hound by his side. To be perfectly honest this wasn't all that strange within itself - after all, Ponyville had seen many strange occurrences happen over the past 2 years. Alas it wasn't really the blue pony that set peoples minds wondering, after all he never said a word, he was never seen using magic, oh did I forget to mention the horn on his head? Oops! Sorry, please forgive me! Did I forget anything else? Oh dear, my apologies, I forgot the most important part, he showed up with a cartful barrels hooked up to to a hound! Not just any barrels mind you nor just any type of hound but this will be explained later I promise! Well erm... where was I... oh yes! He was a unicorn, that was for certain. Well I've kinda lost my vibe fillys and gentlecolts so I’m going to zoom straight into the story with a semi-standard cliché! The weather was windy and the clouds were heavy with rain and most ponies had already vacated their previous locations as the stranger walked up to the edge of Ponyville wearing nothing but a new and albeit muddy travelling cloak, with what looked like a pincushion curled up on its back. While this event was no stranger than normal for the average Ponyville pony it was the dog at his side, huge by Ponyville standards! (huge by most standards actually) which was strange. The blonde, brown and white coat and a look that was almost wolfish, and the addition of a cart filled with barrels attached to the said canine really set up a strange and rather comical scene; that is if anyone cared to look out of their window and into the freak storm that had quickly overcome the region. But most were cowering as thunder boomed and lightning forked across the sky. However if they had peered out, they would have not only noticed the strange sight before them but the fact they were quickly moving towards town hall, seemingly knowing the direction to take. How did they know the direction? Nobody had ever seen this pony in Ponyville before! Well, some mysteries are best left alone. After all, where is the fun in things if you know everything? Seriously stop it! No stop! Well.. okay he had read a map okay?! Leave the poor bookworm alone... Are you happy now?! Jeez, give the poor pony a break - he's already mute and now he's crying as well! Look what you've done! I hope you feel bad now! Good! Hang your head in shame, you meanie! Now lets try this again shall we? You know what they say. Third times a charm! His arrival went as unnoticed as he could have ever hoped for – crowds weren't his forte. The ominous clouds hanging overhead threatening the area with rain had hopefully scared away the pink ‘daemon’ he’d been warned about. Thankfully the threat of the clouds scattered all but the most hardy of the local population and even those quickly ran for cover as the first drops hit their colourful hides. He looked up slowly and smiled at the sensation of fresh rain pitterpattering against his muzzle before quickly remembering that the hound at his side had a severe dislike of getting wet. With a turn of his head, a sheepish grin at the long haired mutt’s look of fed-up despair at the falling rain, the pair and the pincushion on the pony’s rump quickly trotted in the direction of the town hall. Well, they had people to see, jobs to do and a life to create, and they weren't going to let a little rain stop them! It didn't take that long to reach the town centre and with his goal in sight he quickly headed inside out of the rain - which was a bit of a sod for the dog due to the giant "no dogs allowed" sign sitting on the other side of the large glass double doors of the town hall. Upon seeing the sign the stranger stifled a snicker and with another glance at the dog he moved on. He had a job to do and the last thing he wanted was make an already annoyed dog wait any longer. After silently moving through the doors he twisted around attempted to shove a hoof into his saddle bags looking for the instructions he had been given. He'd been told that the person he needed to see was Mayor Mare, but by who? Well, that’s a secret for a later time; all you need to know is that he was prepared! With a check-list in hoof he sought to complete the first item on it. That check-list was his key to starting a new life and, well, first things first! He needed a place to stay, and who would have that information? Of course, she would! She was the mayor after all! But of course, you know... receiving a letter from your benefactor with a down-payment on a house kinda helped things along... a lot. After scuffling about, fighting a losing battle with his saddle bags, contact was soon made between the floor and his face. Unfortunately a small deliberate cough brought him out of his stunned stupor, front legs twisted under him, tail in the air and face pointed towards towards the new noise. Finally noticing someone was there, a moment of shocked silence passed and with a sudden blush staining his cheeks purple, Mayor Mare softly giggled at the blue mess on the floor in front of her. It wasn't every day you got a young, blue, rain-soaked unicorn wrapped around itself, tail in the air, in the middle of the town hall. Quickly regaining a sense of control over her giggles she looked down with a smile on her lips "Mr Clumpy I presume?" she asked, which only served to deepen his blush as he nodded slowly. She stifled a further bout of giggles with a hoof over her mouth as she remembered the job she had to do before softly walking over, offering a hoof to the distraught and now dark purple unicorn on the floor in front of her. "If you would please come with me, I believe we have some business to take care of before you move into your new home, yes?" After quickly grasping her helping hoof and getting back onto all four of his, Clumpy nodded in response, his blush slowly fading as he followed the Mayor back into her office. Meanwhile, elsewhere in Equestria a pink blur of a pony started twitching, eyes shrinking into pinpricks. "New pony! I wasn't the first one this time..." She thought, her head quickly homing in to the new Ponyville pony, who was currently face-planted on the town hall floor. All of this was despite being in Canterlot at the time on the Princess’ request, resulting in earning her worried stares from her friends. Fed-up with pulling the cart, fed-up with the rain, and that lazy hedgehog sleeping all the time they were travelling left Jake one fed-up pooch. He was tired and sore and just wanted to curl up in front of a fire and lick himself clean. Especially being left out in the rain, which although he understood the reason for it, it didn't improve his mood. Jake, after all, was a very smart dog. His race belonged to a long distant off-shoot of diamond dog which still retained their innate magical abilities and weren't stuck to a single bipedal form. Honestly, he didn't care about them in the end or even his own bigoted race, he loved his friend and didn't regret a single day since they banished him from pack for saving Clumpy’s life. He made a vow that day to look forward to the future and never break his vows or promises, despite the rain and how much that freaky little hedgehog annoyed him... Oh god, how he hated that hedgehog at times! It always, always fell asleep in his bed curled up into a little ball of spikes... Oh god, how he hated it! Sure, Clumpy thought it was cute but he found it just plain irritating! A soft growl left his throat as he thought about it, stopping suddenly when he noticed Clumpy following a silver-maned mare out of the double doors, hedgehog still attached to his back... "Freaking hedgehog!" he growled under his breath before plodding over to Mayor Mare and Clumpy on sodden pads. The meeting didn't take long at all, signing some papers for deeds and licences for his business and home, as well as some friendly advice from the Mayor about locations and a time-table for the town market and about avoiding certain pink ponies. All in all, the meeting, which was tedious for both parties was finished quickly, the details quickly ironed out and they went out in the rain eager to finish for the day and get home. The Mayor kindly decided to show Clumpy the way to his new residence since it wasn't far from her own abode, and it was now pouring it down and she would have hated Ponyville’s newest resident to become ill trying to find his house. All this was going through her head as she walked through the door. Now, the letter the Mayor had received was clear with instructions and advice on Clumpy and it had also contained a section about a pet dog. Whilst this hadn't really registered with the Mayor at the time, the rather large wet and annoyed canine standing in front of the town hall might have caused her to... scream slightly... Only a few windows broke! Honestly! Her screams resulted in a sleepy Thomas waking up and stretching out on a certain blue giggling unicorn, and a certain soaked and fed-up Jake to just roll his eyes and walk right up to her. She fainted. "Seriously? like seriously? Oh sweet for the love of lunas plot! I’m soaked and I really can’t be bothered with this, so can we get going? Like now? Please?" He complained through gritted teeth glaring between the unconscious mayor and the giggling blue unicorn. Chapter 2 : Home Coming**The Tails And Adventures Of A Boring Blue Pony Chapter Two : Home coming** The first thing to go through the mayor's mind was “who turned out the lights”. Of course, this was before the situation slowly came rushing back to her. It didn't take long for her to realise something wasn't quite right, it wasn't the fact she couldn't see: no, her brain just hadn't gotten back to restarting that part of the mind yet, it was the fact she was no longer on the cold wet floor that she fainted on, after all the last thing she remembered was a giant hound looming ever closer. A squeak echoed through the nearly empty room as an excited bundle of spines noticed the rousing mayor, alerting both Jake and Clumpy to the slowly waking mare who currently resided on the sofa. The squeaking resulted in opposite effects from the two other occupants in the room, from Jake's reaction from his location curled up in-front of the blazing fire, who's action of swiftly raised his front legs and put the over his ears with a groan mirrored with those actions of Clumpy, who hovered over to the stove, before carefully lifting a pan carefully off with his mouth before pouring its (lactose-free) milky contents into 3 bowls prior to swiftly placing one of on the floor and depositing the pan into the sink with a soft thud. These actions quickly resulted in another round of squeaking from the tiny hog as he lowered his snout greedily into the warm milk within his bowl while Clumpy carried the other two over to the slowly waking mare all the while careful not to spill the warm drink over the floor. It wasn't much longer before the mayor opened her eyes and took note of her surroundings. The first thing she noticed was that she was no longer at the town hall, but in a building with a much lower roof, the second thing she noticed was the dark brown beams and the lime washed wattle and daub walls. Sitting up she noticed a large dark bundle laying in front of the a large fireplace centred in the middle of the room on the opposite side of her current location on what she noticed had been a large 3 cushioned sofa. Clumpy softly lowered the tray with a soft tap onto a small table next to the sofa swiftly bringing mayor mare out of her stupor and her attention onto the blue unicorn. With a worried expression he gestured to the bowl beside the mayor before grasping the other one within his hooves, bringing it upto his muzzle and sniffing deeply before blowing and taking a sip. It didn't take long for the mayor to get the hint and she quickly devoured her own bowl with gusto, relishing the warmth seeping down into her stomach before she realised she had spilt some down her muzzle which resulted in a hoof full of giggles coming from the pony sitting across from her on the floor and a soft blush spreading across her elderly features out of simple embarrisment, after all she was the mayor of ponyville, not a school filly! "Thank you" she said after catching her breath and clumpy had stopped his foalish giggling, which only resulted in a kind smile from his milk stained muzzle leaving the room with a happy atmosphere This was before she heard someone talking. "He was quite worried you know" "I'm sorry, what?" she quickly responded looking around for the disembodied voice before noticing the large golden eyes staring at her from across the fire. "I said he was quite worried about you, after all you were out for an hour before we managed to get you in here and dried off." grumbled Jake staring at her, before standing up stretching out and walking around the fire towards her. "Oh, and please no more screaming, it really hurts my ears" Watching the events go on between the Mayor and Jake left Clumpy with a slight sigh at Jake revealing he was worried, but he knew that honestly despite being shy, his inability to talk to any pony and severe dislike of crowds he liked to help ponies and that for everything he lacked his friends would be there to help, even if one happened to be a rather large long haired furry embarrassing grump, or a rather small ball of spines who had a thing for (lactose-free) milk and a habit of eating all the honey, but despite these things he loved them all dearly and any faults he had were easily and willing counter balanced with their help. While all this was going through Clumpy's mind he didn't notice the Tomas scurry up to Jake and with a mixture of squeaks and grunts to interrupt the now-friendly conversation between the two talkers, for the message he was to convey was something of which every pony seemed to have forgotten, time moves forward more importantly it was almost midnight. "Well my dears," the mayor quickly stated while standing up and stretching her back, "I think its about time i go, and i thank you for your help you two... no three isn't it" she finished looking down at the little hog squeaking at her front hooves, "thank you for your assistance and..." she looked at Jake with a sad smile "I'm sorry for screaming and fainting Mr Jake, and again thank you for your assistance!" "It's fine, unfortunately it happens all the time," he replied with his wolfish grin while walking her to the door with clumpy following at his side with a concerned look on his face as he looked out the window at the rain soaked streets, this seemingly thought seemingly passed onto Jake as his face swiftly dropped into a concerned frown mirroring Clumpy's. "Are you going to be all right walking home in this?" he asked with concern layered in his voice With a quick glance out the window and a reassuring smile upon her face "I'm sure my dear, after all i've been through far worse than a bit of rain in the past few years" she finished with a wink that un-became her normally offical air she carried around. She walked out the door before quickly turning back to face the still worried looking unicorn. "Thank you again, and if you need anything just ask and ill see what I can do for you," she finished with a smile, before quickly galloping down the mud stained street. Clumpy was left standing in the doorway, following the direction the mayor went with a look of concern still plasted over his, this was until a sign was heard and a large furry paw resting on his shoulder accompanied by that "look" only a parent can give, one which says "okay time for bed and no arguments". With a final sign Clumpy closed the door, turning around and with microscopic spark from his horn the lights flicked off while as he went to bed. It didn't take long for Clumpy to fall asleep that night and seemingly even quicker before a mixture of snuffling and squeaks woke him up from his slumber. After crawling out of his sleeping bag and stretching with a groan which would've made a ship proud he quickly nuzzled the ball of spines which had woken him. Leaving his place of sleep with he walked onto the balcony which over looked the front door which to his surprise was open and several moving ponies were bringing in boxes, which brought a confused look to his face because he never was much of a heavy sleeper, but "oh well" he thought with an awkward shrug only "boring blue ponies" can do. The only things going through Tomas' mind at the moment was "snuffle snuffle squeeak snuffle squee" which translated to pony would roughly be "I am the hedgehog that says SQUEEEE and we demand a.... SHRUBBERY!" ... no seriously it was! What do you mean that's not what it says? Who are you to say what i put into this fiction?! Fine buck you too!... oh erm... sorry where was i? Oh yes! "SHRUBBERY!!!!!!" It didn't take long before the 4th wall recreated its self and the narrator to stop interfering with the story, which resulted in a particularly magic-sensitive-grumpy Jake to roll his eyes with a sigh as he walked into the house helping one participially large yellow earth pony carry several stacked IKEA boxes, before popping out for another box clumpy trotted up to him and waved before joining him and the other ponies shifting boxes of goods and one particularly large tank into the room, with the help of 3 earth ponies, 2 unicorns and Jake the shifting off the goods took a few hours to move from the large cart out side into his new residence although the bright sun and "morning after rain" smell helped alleviate the stress caused by the positioning of the large boiling tank, as cramped conditions and weight forced the quickly led the ponies involved to become irritated with the job, but were rewarded with several additional bits added into their hooves as they left, leaving Clumpy with boxes littering the main room of his house. Standing between the double doors which made up the main entrance to his house, Clumpy surveyed what he had in front of him with a smile. To his right off set from the main room was the kitchen, with an open layout to the house the only thing cutting it off from the main room was the long counter which almost circled the area, straight in front of him was the central fire and several couches around which we're already there when he unlocked the door the previous night, he knew who put them there but he still didn't understand when she winked and told him it was a "just in case" thing, this memory still confused him as to what she meant but he looked past that to the back of the room with its 3 doors leading off, two were spare bedrooms and the other was the bathroom, above that was a balcony with stairs on the left which lead to the master bedroom and finally to the left of the main room was a long corridor which formally had several rooms to the side but they were knocked through to make it into a giant work area leaving one small corner where the corridor finished, also located in this area was a large dumb waiter and a ramp into the basement. With a sigh and noticing Jake has quickly vacated the area once all the stuff was in from the cart Clumpy quickly set about opening boxes with a snuffling little Tomas exploring the new mess cause by the move. Constructing the shelving didn't take long despite the poorly written griffon instructions but when it came to the moving the beds to their respective rooms he gave up doing things the earth-pony way with a sigh. Checking to see if any pony was around he nervously levitated the beds to their respective rooms, that is after a face-hoof of realisation that constructed beds tend not to fit through doorways which resulted in a lot of sarcastic whistling from the Tomas as he climbed on top of the empty boxes, another sigh and a hoof to the face later the only thought that went through Clumpy's head was "this is going to be a long day." He was running, he was fast, the air was running through his fur as he sprinted towards the large looming forest in front of him, he felt bad for leaving Clump with the unpacking but he had to do this, it was in his nature, it was his nature, the hunt the, the prey, unfortunately most ponies didn't understand, they wouldn't understand, they couldn't understand, they were only prey stuck in there own ways to be bothered to understand someone else's, herbivores through and through, never knowing what it was like, the chase the feeling of meat grinding between teeth and the feeling of hot blood flow down the throat, he had to do it, to obey his instincts, but never to get lost within them for that was spelt doom and more than a few of his race had been lost to such instinctive pleasures never to return from the path of the wolf, but the same was opposite, to repress such instincts and the focus ones self had caused the mutation of his specie into that of the diamond dog, a shudder went down his spine as this thought past through his mind before quickly catching the delicious mouth watering scent, it was in front of him, today the hunter shall become the prey. The last thing the timber wolf saw was a pair of golden eyes before his neck was swiftly snapped. Several hours had passed and most of the work had been done as Jake walked through the doors. He noticed the shelving was up and full of books ranging from science fiction novels to fantasy, DIY guides to technical reference books for a range of engineering tasks, from electrical theory to fluid mechanics. Also adjoining the walls were glass cabinets displaying carefully painted miniatures and lovingly taken care off pictures. After browsing through them he noticed with a smile that one was missing from the collection, he knew where it would be but before he tested his theory he had another look around the room. Behind him against the doors were piles of packaging with a note stuck to the wall about recycling dates. Down towards the room at the far end several boxes stood Jake's own mementos, not a lot but still enough to take up boxes of their own. Down the corridor to the brewing room stood the barrels, a small smile came to his lips as his face winced at its contents but he quickly moved on. He crept silently towards towards and up the stairs at the end of the room, opening the door slightly to check on Clumpy he noticed with a satisfied smile that he was right about the picture as from across room from within the curled up ponies hooves was the picture held in a delicately spun silver frame. A picture taken not long after he gotten his cutie mark. With a smile and thanking the gods for soft padded feet rather than solid hooves of a pony he snuck over to Clumpy. And with great care lifting the picture from his hooves and placing it down on the bed side cabinet softly before pulling the soft brown and cream quilt up and over the sleeping unicorn. Just as quietly as the previous tasks he turned around leaving the sleeping unicorn to his gentle slumber, and with a final glance over his shoulder he softly whispered "good night little one, sleep well my little pony." with a fatherly smile splitting his face in two, after all he was the closest thing he had to a son any more and he wouldn't give him up for anyone pony, griffon, dog or shifter... Little did he notice that one blue eye was watching him leave the room with a happy foalish smile to match the old dogs. Chapter 3 : A Day To Remember**The Tails And Adventures Of A Boring Blue Pony Chapter Three : A Day To Remember** Today was a day truly remembered within the chronicles of ponyville society, even going further to become legends within other villages, and even murmured around the court of the royal pony sisters. It wasn’t because it was strange, it wasn’t because several ponies almost lost their lives from a irate purple maned fashionesta or because of the violent pink pony, oh no! That was fairly normal in ponyville it seems, what really set it apart was because all this was caused by a silent blue pony who just wanted to be left alone. But lets not get ahead of our selves and miss out all the fun parts now shall we? It didn't take long for Clumpy to write his list and set out for town with a hoof quickly waving backwards at Jake and Tomas whom were unpacking the last of the boxes left over from yesterdays move. They quickly disappeared from sight as he went around the bend, goal firmly set in his sights(mind), saddle bags( packed?), bag of bits in the left one and his list in the right. Clumpy was quickly nearing his first target, ponyville market, head held high and destination in mind, but he knew it wasn’t to last as he knew his spiky little companion followed from the shadows using his skills as a predator to keep an eye on the silent blue unicorn. It didn’t take long for the sounds and smells of the market to invade his senses as he neared his target. The fear of crowds slowly wearing down his resolve the closer he got to his destination. Bile rose in his throat until he stopped at the side of a 2 story white and pink building. Ragged breaths tearing at his throat as he peaked round the corner before quickly withdrawing his head. But he knew how this started, he knew that he had to do this, to overcome the memories, the history, he knew he had to bite back the fear and push his self forward but first he had to calm down. Closing his eyes, blocking out all sounds and smells he took a deep breath and then another until he had repeated this several times which slowly reduced the trembling that had over taken his body. Unfortunately while useful for helping him calm down, this routine also had its obvious flaws, for example if he had kept his ears open he would of heard the two mares getting closer. If he had his eyes open he would of seen them, if he had his nose working he might of even noticed their scents right before accidentally slamming into one very blue panicked pony. Despite all this it didn't help that the two mares were in a deep discussion about theoretical quantum physics regrading the relation between muffins and pink cotton candy clouds that rain chocolate milk, all this while ignoring everything around them. And if either group had looked behind Clumpy at that the time of impact, all 3 would of noticed two furry paws of varying size making contact of epic proportions two very furry faces. At this point, several things happened very quickly. A certain bubble flanked grey pegisi booped the green mares nose with a giggle causing the already flustered mare to playfully chase after her and towards the unsuspecting and blatantly oblivious Clumpy standing just around the corner, cutting their previous conversation short. Which, unfortunately for the ground, resulted in a rather humorous mixture of limbs, horns, tails and manes and two pairs of virgin lips as the green blur suddenly stopped impacting the unaware pony, leaving them in a position which would only be possible by masters in the art of the pony sutra. The duo quickly started to regain their senses to the hysterical giggling of Ditzy as she hung above them. Some how keeping her wings beating enough to keep her afloat while she kicked the air laughing with all four hooves. Which was nothing to the burning blush covering the pair as they awkwardly stared into each others eyes before the periwinkle blue mare started to break away moments before she started screaming. “I dont see how this is going to help me find him, tell me what I want to know or I will leave you to rot In here for the rest of your miserable life.” demanded the female voice. “Patience young one. Patience, everything has a time and place, something he knew all to well, I can't tell you the how if you don't understand the why, and the why requires for us to start at the beginning.” The shadow stated before leaning forward in the chair, two white eyes accompanied by a salt and pepper snout with long worn fangs spreading into a grin as they slowly slid into the dull light of the cold grey room. Giving that unnerving grin which only comes with that of a hunter stalking his prey. “That includes how he met your mother.” “HOW DARE YOU! WHO IN TARTEROUS DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! I-I-I SHOULD REPORT YOU! Y-Y-YOU PERVERT!” Screamed the mare moment after managing to disentangle her self from her previously scandalous position. “Colgate.” came an unheard voice behind her. “IM GOING TO TELL THE GUARDS AND AND AND YOU PERVERT!” she screamed at the top of lungs. “Colgate!” the voice came sterner. “WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOUR SELF?! WELL? WHAT! DONT YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY YOU PERV!?” the blue mare “MINUETTE!” screamed the voice “WHAT?!” she responded turning around to see Ditzy glaring at her. “First thing, Calm the buck down” she said keeping that 'im a mother on a mission' look on her face. “Second thing, you’re scaring him!” which in turn was answered with Colgate turning her head with an audible “hmph!” “And third thing!” she stated as her gaze softened as it swept across Clumpy crouched low in in the corner, “you’re mute aren't you.” she stated softly as she directed the comment towards Clumpy who answered with a small nod and tear filled eyes which developed after Colgates tongue vicious lashing. While still angry, Colgate isnt a heartless mare, and her expression softened with sympathy for the blue colt. She quickly caught her self turning her head away from the pair, eyes partially closed, clenching her jaw to keep her stoic posture of defiance, only turning her head slightly as she noticed him stand up and run off down the street away from the two mares. Her posture only relaxing as she heard Ditzy’s voice from behind her. “we need to go.” “It wasn’t his fault you know.” she murmured a little while later causing the blue mare to turn her head. “yes it was!” she exclaimed quietly before noticing the glare that returned from her friend and crumbled with a sighed “okay, maybe it wasn't his fault but what are we meant to do now?” “Go apologise! And bring muffins? I wonder if he even likes muffins...” “Sounds like a plan, but erm... Ditzy... do you know who he was?” Both the mares quickly turned to face each other with wide eyes and a hoof to their respective mouths. A sudden excited scream of “MUM! MUM! MUM!” brought the two mares out of their daze as they saw a grey unicorn with a blonde mane run towards them. The unicorn jumped at the last moment only to be caught in a close embrace by Ditzy and she hugged her little 'muffin' “how was your day sweetie?” she asked the little filly. “it was great! We learnt a new song and the 4 times table! Oh oh oh and I saw a huggggggggggge dog! It was the size of a house!” she squealed excitedly. “now now, what have I said about exaggerating?” Ditzy said giving her daughter a stern look. “but mooooooooooooooooooooooooom Im not eggaccitating! Look he's there!” she pointed with a hoof behind the blue mare A polite cough originating from behind the two adults caused them to slowly turn around to face a large furry canine politely covering his snout with a paw, before lowering it with a wolfish smile. “Excuse me ladies, My name is Jake and I think we need to have a talk.” This was the last thing the blue mare remembered before passing out, leaving a giggling Dinky, a Shocked Ditzy and face pawing Jake. “Oh for the sake of.... Why does this keep happening to me?” he groaned to no one in particular. “Mister Jake was it?” Ditzy questioned after quickly recovering from the shock “do you like muffins?” “Thats a bit of an odd question, but to answer truthfully, yes I do. Im Quite fond of blueberry.” he responded with a confused look spreading across his face, glancing between the 2 mares and the little filly. “Well, you bring her and follow me, I think I know just the place to have that talk.” smirked Ditzy as she pointed to her unconscious companion.
Chapter 1 : ArrivalThe Tails And Adventures Of A Boring Blue Pony Chapter One : Arrival This is a story not unlike many others, but still unique in its own way, for this is about a strange blue pony with a short brown mane that mysteriously turned up one day with a hedgehog on his back and a (nearly) pony-sized hound by his side. To be perfectly honest this wasn't all that strange within itself - after all, Ponyville had seen many strange occurrences happen over the past 2 years. Alas it wasn't really the blue pony that set peoples minds wondering, after all he never said a word, he was never seen using magic, oh did I forget to mention the horn on his head? Oops! Sorry, please forgive me! Did I forget anything else? Oh dear, my apologies, I forgot the most important part, he showed up with a cartful barrels hooked up to to a hound! Not just any barrels mind you nor just any type of hound but this will be explained later I promise! Well erm... where was I... oh yes! He was a unicorn, that was for certain. Well I've kinda lost my vibe fillys and gentlecolts so I’m going to zoom straight into the story with a semi-standard cliché! The weather was windy and the clouds were heavy with rain and most ponies had already vacated their previous locations as the stranger walked up to the edge of Ponyville wearing nothing but a new and albeit muddy travelling cloak, with what looked like a pincushion curled up on its back. While this event was no stranger than normal for the average Ponyville pony it was the dog at his side, huge by Ponyville standards! (huge by most standards actually) which was strange. The blonde, brown and white coat and a look that was almost wolfish, and the addition of a cart filled with barrels attached to the said canine really set up a strange and rather comical scene; that is if anyone cared to look out of their window and into the freak storm that had quickly overcome the region. But most were cowering as thunder boomed and lightning forked across the sky. However if they had peered out, they would have not only noticed the strange sight before them but the fact they were quickly moving towards town hall, seemingly knowing the direction to take. How did they know the direction? Nobody had ever seen this pony in Ponyville before! Well, some mysteries are best left alone. After all, where is the fun in things if you know everything? Seriously stop it! No stop! Well.. okay he had read a map okay?! Leave the poor bookworm alone... Are you happy now?! Jeez, give the poor pony a break - he's already mute and now he's crying as well! Look what you've done! I hope you feel bad now! Good! Hang your head in shame, you meanie! Now lets try this again shall we? You know what they say. Third times a charm! His arrival went as unnoticed as he could have ever hoped for – crowds weren't his forte. The ominous clouds hanging overhead threatening the area with rain had hopefully scared away the pink ‘daemon’ he’d been warned about. Thankfully the threat of the clouds scattered all but the most hardy of the local population and even those quickly ran for cover as the first drops hit their colourful hides. He looked up slowly and smiled at the sensation of fresh rain pitterpattering against his muzzle before quickly remembering that the hound at his side had a severe dislike of getting wet. With a turn of his head, a sheepish grin at the long haired mutt’s look of fed-up despair at the falling rain, the pair and the pincushion on the pony’s rump quickly trotted in the direction of the town hall. Well, they had people to see, jobs to do and a life to create, and they weren't going to let a little rain stop them! It didn't take that long to reach the town centre and with his goal in sight he quickly headed inside out of the rain - which was a bit of a sod for the dog due to the giant "no dogs allowed" sign sitting on the other side of the large glass double doors of the town hall. Upon seeing the sign the stranger stifled a snicker and with another glance at the dog he moved on. He had a job to do and the last thing he wanted was make an already annoyed dog wait any longer. After silently moving through the doors he twisted around attempted to shove a hoof into his saddle bags looking for the instructions he had been given. He'd been told that the person he needed to see was Mayor Mare, but by who? Well, that’s a secret for a later time; all you need to know is that he was prepared! With a check-list in hoof he sought to complete the first item on it. That check-list was his key to starting a new life and, well, first things first! He needed a place to stay, and who would have that information? Of course, she would! She was the mayor after all! But of course, you know... receiving a letter from your benefactor with a down-payment on a house kinda helped things along... a lot. After scuffling about, fighting a losing battle with his saddle bags, contact was soon made between the floor and his face. Unfortunately a small deliberate cough brought him out of his stunned stupor, front legs twisted under him, tail in the air and face pointed towards towards the new noise. Finally noticing someone was there, a moment of shocked silence passed and with a sudden blush staining his cheeks purple, Mayor Mare softly giggled at the blue mess on the floor in front of her. It wasn't every day you got a young, blue, rain-soaked unicorn wrapped around itself, tail in the air, in the middle of the town hall. Quickly regaining a sense of control over her giggles she looked down with a smile on her lips "Mr Clumpy I presume?" she asked, which only served to deepen his blush as he nodded slowly. She stifled a further bout of giggles with a hoof over her mouth as she remembered the job she had to do before softly walking over, offering a hoof to the distraught and now dark purple unicorn on the floor in front of her. "If you would please come with me, I believe we have some business to take care of before you move into your new home, yes?" After quickly grasping her helping hoof and getting back onto all four of his, Clumpy nodded in response, his blush slowly fading as he followed the Mayor back into her office. Meanwhile, elsewhere in Equestria a pink blur of a pony started twitching, eyes shrinking into pinpricks. "New pony! I wasn't the first one this time..." She thought, her head quickly homing in to the new Ponyville pony, who was currently face-planted on the town hall floor. All of this was despite being in Canterlot at the time on the Princess’ request, resulting in earning her worried stares from her friends. Fed-up with pulling the cart, fed-up with the rain, and that lazy hedgehog sleeping all the time they were travelling left Jake one fed-up pooch. He was tired and sore and just wanted to curl up in front of a fire and lick himself clean. Especially being left out in the rain, which although he understood the reason for it, it didn't improve his mood. Jake, after all, was a very smart dog. His race belonged to a long distant off-shoot of diamond dog which still retained their innate magical abilities and weren't stuck to a single bipedal form. Honestly, he didn't care about them in the end or even his own bigoted race, he loved his friend and didn't regret a single day since they banished him from pack for saving Clumpy’s life. He made a vow that day to look forward to the future and never break his vows or promises, despite the rain and how much that freaky little hedgehog annoyed him... Oh god, how he hated that hedgehog at times! It always, always fell asleep in his bed curled up into a little ball of spikes... Oh god, how he hated it! Sure, Clumpy thought it was cute but he found it just plain irritating! A soft growl left his throat as he thought about it, stopping suddenly when he noticed Clumpy following a silver-maned mare out of the double doors, hedgehog still attached to his back... "Freaking hedgehog!" he growled under his breath before plodding over to Mayor Mare and Clumpy on sodden pads. The meeting didn't take long at all, signing some papers for deeds and licences for his business and home, as well as some friendly advice from the Mayor about locations and a time-table for the town market and about avoiding certain pink ponies. All in all, the meeting, which was tedious for both parties was finished quickly, the details quickly ironed out and they went out in the rain eager to finish for the day and get home. The Mayor kindly decided to show Clumpy the way to his new residence since it wasn't far from her own abode, and it was now pouring it down and she would have hated Ponyville’s newest resident to become ill trying to find his house. All this was going through her head as she walked through the door. Now, the letter the Mayor had received was clear with instructions and advice on Clumpy and it had also contained a section about a pet dog. Whilst this hadn't really registered with the Mayor at the time, the rather large wet and annoyed canine standing in front of the town hall might have caused her to... scream slightly... Only a few windows broke! Honestly! Her screams resulted in a sleepy Thomas waking up and stretching out on a certain blue giggling unicorn, and a certain soaked and fed-up Jake to just roll his eyes and walk right up to her. She fainted. "Seriously? like seriously? Oh sweet for the love of lunas plot! I’m soaked and I really can’t be bothered with this, so can we get going? Like now? Please?" He complained through gritted teeth glaring between the unconscious mayor and the giggling blue unicorn.
Chapter 2 : Home Coming**The Tails And Adventures Of A Boring Blue Pony Chapter Two : Home coming** The first thing to go through the mayor's mind was “who turned out the lights”. Of course, this was before the situation slowly came rushing back to her. It didn't take long for her to realise something wasn't quite right, it wasn't the fact she couldn't see: no, her brain just hadn't gotten back to restarting that part of the mind yet, it was the fact she was no longer on the cold wet floor that she fainted on, after all the last thing she remembered was a giant hound looming ever closer. A squeak echoed through the nearly empty room as an excited bundle of spines noticed the rousing mayor, alerting both Jake and Clumpy to the slowly waking mare who currently resided on the sofa. The squeaking resulted in opposite effects from the two other occupants in the room, from Jake's reaction from his location curled up in-front of the blazing fire, who's action of swiftly raised his front legs and put the over his ears with a groan mirrored with those actions of Clumpy, who hovered over to the stove, before carefully lifting a pan carefully off with his mouth before pouring its (lactose-free) milky contents into 3 bowls prior to swiftly placing one of on the floor and depositing the pan into the sink with a soft thud. These actions quickly resulted in another round of squeaking from the tiny hog as he lowered his snout greedily into the warm milk within his bowl while Clumpy carried the other two over to the slowly waking mare all the while careful not to spill the warm drink over the floor. It wasn't much longer before the mayor opened her eyes and took note of her surroundings. The first thing she noticed was that she was no longer at the town hall, but in a building with a much lower roof, the second thing she noticed was the dark brown beams and the lime washed wattle and daub walls. Sitting up she noticed a large dark bundle laying in front of the a large fireplace centred in the middle of the room on the opposite side of her current location on what she noticed had been a large 3 cushioned sofa. Clumpy softly lowered the tray with a soft tap onto a small table next to the sofa swiftly bringing mayor mare out of her stupor and her attention onto the blue unicorn. With a worried expression he gestured to the bowl beside the mayor before grasping the other one within his hooves, bringing it upto his muzzle and sniffing deeply before blowing and taking a sip. It didn't take long for the mayor to get the hint and she quickly devoured her own bowl with gusto, relishing the warmth seeping down into her stomach before she realised she had spilt some down her muzzle which resulted in a hoof full of giggles coming from the pony sitting across from her on the floor and a soft blush spreading across her elderly features out of simple embarrisment, after all she was the mayor of ponyville, not a school filly! "Thank you" she said after catching her breath and clumpy had stopped his foalish giggling, which only resulted in a kind smile from his milk stained muzzle leaving the room with a happy atmosphere This was before she heard someone talking. "He was quite worried you know" "I'm sorry, what?" she quickly responded looking around for the disembodied voice before noticing the large golden eyes staring at her from across the fire. "I said he was quite worried about you, after all you were out for an hour before we managed to get you in here and dried off." grumbled Jake staring at her, before standing up stretching out and walking around the fire towards her. "Oh, and please no more screaming, it really hurts my ears" Watching the events go on between the Mayor and Jake left Clumpy with a slight sigh at Jake revealing he was worried, but he knew that honestly despite being shy, his inability to talk to any pony and severe dislike of crowds he liked to help ponies and that for everything he lacked his friends would be there to help, even if one happened to be a rather large long haired furry embarrassing grump, or a rather small ball of spines who had a thing for (lactose-free) milk and a habit of eating all the honey, but despite these things he loved them all dearly and any faults he had were easily and willing counter balanced with their help. While all this was going through Clumpy's mind he didn't notice the Tomas scurry up to Jake and with a mixture of squeaks and grunts to interrupt the now-friendly conversation between the two talkers, for the message he was to convey was something of which every pony seemed to have forgotten, time moves forward more importantly it was almost midnight. "Well my dears," the mayor quickly stated while standing up and stretching her back, "I think its about time i go, and i thank you for your help you two... no three isn't it" she finished looking down at the little hog squeaking at her front hooves, "thank you for your assistance and..." she looked at Jake with a sad smile "I'm sorry for screaming and fainting Mr Jake, and again thank you for your assistance!" "It's fine, unfortunately it happens all the time," he replied with his wolfish grin while walking her to the door with clumpy following at his side with a concerned look on his face as he looked out the window at the rain soaked streets, this seemingly thought seemingly passed onto Jake as his face swiftly dropped into a concerned frown mirroring Clumpy's. "Are you going to be all right walking home in this?" he asked with concern layered in his voice With a quick glance out the window and a reassuring smile upon her face "I'm sure my dear, after all i've been through far worse than a bit of rain in the past few years" she finished with a wink that un-became her normally offical air she carried around. She walked out the door before quickly turning back to face the still worried looking unicorn. "Thank you again, and if you need anything just ask and ill see what I can do for you," she finished with a smile, before quickly galloping down the mud stained street. Clumpy was left standing in the doorway, following the direction the mayor went with a look of concern still plasted over his, this was until a sign was heard and a large furry paw resting on his shoulder accompanied by that "look" only a parent can give, one which says "okay time for bed and no arguments". With a final sign Clumpy closed the door, turning around and with microscopic spark from his horn the lights flicked off while as he went to bed. It didn't take long for Clumpy to fall asleep that night and seemingly even quicker before a mixture of snuffling and squeaks woke him up from his slumber. After crawling out of his sleeping bag and stretching with a groan which would've made a ship proud he quickly nuzzled the ball of spines which had woken him. Leaving his place of sleep with he walked onto the balcony which over looked the front door which to his surprise was open and several moving ponies were bringing in boxes, which brought a confused look to his face because he never was much of a heavy sleeper, but "oh well" he thought with an awkward shrug only "boring blue ponies" can do. The only things going through Tomas' mind at the moment was "snuffle snuffle squeeak snuffle squee" which translated to pony would roughly be "I am the hedgehog that says SQUEEEE and we demand a.... SHRUBBERY!" ... no seriously it was! What do you mean that's not what it says? Who are you to say what i put into this fiction?! Fine buck you too!... oh erm... sorry where was i? Oh yes! "SHRUBBERY!!!!!!" It didn't take long before the 4th wall recreated its self and the narrator to stop interfering with the story, which resulted in a particularly magic-sensitive-grumpy Jake to roll his eyes with a sigh as he walked into the house helping one participially large yellow earth pony carry several stacked IKEA boxes, before popping out for another box clumpy trotted up to him and waved before joining him and the other ponies shifting boxes of goods and one particularly large tank into the room, with the help of 3 earth ponies, 2 unicorns and Jake the shifting off the goods took a few hours to move from the large cart out side into his new residence although the bright sun and "morning after rain" smell helped alleviate the stress caused by the positioning of the large boiling tank, as cramped conditions and weight forced the quickly led the ponies involved to become irritated with the job, but were rewarded with several additional bits added into their hooves as they left, leaving Clumpy with boxes littering the main room of his house. Standing between the double doors which made up the main entrance to his house, Clumpy surveyed what he had in front of him with a smile. To his right off set from the main room was the kitchen, with an open layout to the house the only thing cutting it off from the main room was the long counter which almost circled the area, straight in front of him was the central fire and several couches around which we're already there when he unlocked the door the previous night, he knew who put them there but he still didn't understand when she winked and told him it was a "just in case" thing, this memory still confused him as to what she meant but he looked past that to the back of the room with its 3 doors leading off, two were spare bedrooms and the other was the bathroom, above that was a balcony with stairs on the left which lead to the master bedroom and finally to the left of the main room was a long corridor which formally had several rooms to the side but they were knocked through to make it into a giant work area leaving one small corner where the corridor finished, also located in this area was a large dumb waiter and a ramp into the basement. With a sigh and noticing Jake has quickly vacated the area once all the stuff was in from the cart Clumpy quickly set about opening boxes with a snuffling little Tomas exploring the new mess cause by the move. Constructing the shelving didn't take long despite the poorly written griffon instructions but when it came to the moving the beds to their respective rooms he gave up doing things the earth-pony way with a sigh. Checking to see if any pony was around he nervously levitated the beds to their respective rooms, that is after a face-hoof of realisation that constructed beds tend not to fit through doorways which resulted in a lot of sarcastic whistling from the Tomas as he climbed on top of the empty boxes, another sigh and a hoof to the face later the only thought that went through Clumpy's head was "this is going to be a long day." He was running, he was fast, the air was running through his fur as he sprinted towards the large looming forest in front of him, he felt bad for leaving Clump with the unpacking but he had to do this, it was in his nature, it was his nature, the hunt the, the prey, unfortunately most ponies didn't understand, they wouldn't understand, they couldn't understand, they were only prey stuck in there own ways to be bothered to understand someone else's, herbivores through and through, never knowing what it was like, the chase the feeling of meat grinding between teeth and the feeling of hot blood flow down the throat, he had to do it, to obey his instincts, but never to get lost within them for that was spelt doom and more than a few of his race had been lost to such instinctive pleasures never to return from the path of the wolf, but the same was opposite, to repress such instincts and the focus ones self had caused the mutation of his specie into that of the diamond dog, a shudder went down his spine as this thought past through his mind before quickly catching the delicious mouth watering scent, it was in front of him, today the hunter shall become the prey. The last thing the timber wolf saw was a pair of golden eyes before his neck was swiftly snapped. Several hours had passed and most of the work had been done as Jake walked through the doors. He noticed the shelving was up and full of books ranging from science fiction novels to fantasy, DIY guides to technical reference books for a range of engineering tasks, from electrical theory to fluid mechanics. Also adjoining the walls were glass cabinets displaying carefully painted miniatures and lovingly taken care off pictures. After browsing through them he noticed with a smile that one was missing from the collection, he knew where it would be but before he tested his theory he had another look around the room. Behind him against the doors were piles of packaging with a note stuck to the wall about recycling dates. Down towards the room at the far end several boxes stood Jake's own mementos, not a lot but still enough to take up boxes of their own. Down the corridor to the brewing room stood the barrels, a small smile came to his lips as his face winced at its contents but he quickly moved on. He crept silently towards towards and up the stairs at the end of the room, opening the door slightly to check on Clumpy he noticed with a satisfied smile that he was right about the picture as from across room from within the curled up ponies hooves was the picture held in a delicately spun silver frame. A picture taken not long after he gotten his cutie mark. With a smile and thanking the gods for soft padded feet rather than solid hooves of a pony he snuck over to Clumpy. And with great care lifting the picture from his hooves and placing it down on the bed side cabinet softly before pulling the soft brown and cream quilt up and over the sleeping unicorn. Just as quietly as the previous tasks he turned around leaving the sleeping unicorn to his gentle slumber, and with a final glance over his shoulder he softly whispered "good night little one, sleep well my little pony." with a fatherly smile splitting his face in two, after all he was the closest thing he had to a son any more and he wouldn't give him up for anyone pony, griffon, dog or shifter... Little did he notice that one blue eye was watching him leave the room with a happy foalish smile to match the old dogs.
Chapter 3 : A Day To Remember**The Tails And Adventures Of A Boring Blue Pony Chapter Three : A Day To Remember** Today was a day truly remembered within the chronicles of ponyville society, even going further to become legends within other villages, and even murmured around the court of the royal pony sisters. It wasn’t because it was strange, it wasn’t because several ponies almost lost their lives from a irate purple maned fashionesta or because of the violent pink pony, oh no! That was fairly normal in ponyville it seems, what really set it apart was because all this was caused by a silent blue pony who just wanted to be left alone. But lets not get ahead of our selves and miss out all the fun parts now shall we? It didn't take long for Clumpy to write his list and set out for town with a hoof quickly waving backwards at Jake and Tomas whom were unpacking the last of the boxes left over from yesterdays move. They quickly disappeared from sight as he went around the bend, goal firmly set in his sights(mind), saddle bags( packed?), bag of bits in the left one and his list in the right. Clumpy was quickly nearing his first target, ponyville market, head held high and destination in mind, but he knew it wasn’t to last as he knew his spiky little companion followed from the shadows using his skills as a predator to keep an eye on the silent blue unicorn. It didn’t take long for the sounds and smells of the market to invade his senses as he neared his target. The fear of crowds slowly wearing down his resolve the closer he got to his destination. Bile rose in his throat until he stopped at the side of a 2 story white and pink building. Ragged breaths tearing at his throat as he peaked round the corner before quickly withdrawing his head. But he knew how this started, he knew that he had to do this, to overcome the memories, the history, he knew he had to bite back the fear and push his self forward but first he had to calm down. Closing his eyes, blocking out all sounds and smells he took a deep breath and then another until he had repeated this several times which slowly reduced the trembling that had over taken his body. Unfortunately while useful for helping him calm down, this routine also had its obvious flaws, for example if he had kept his ears open he would of heard the two mares getting closer. If he had his eyes open he would of seen them, if he had his nose working he might of even noticed their scents right before accidentally slamming into one very blue panicked pony. Despite all this it didn't help that the two mares were in a deep discussion about theoretical quantum physics regrading the relation between muffins and pink cotton candy clouds that rain chocolate milk, all this while ignoring everything around them. And if either group had looked behind Clumpy at that the time of impact, all 3 would of noticed two furry paws of varying size making contact of epic proportions two very furry faces. At this point, several things happened very quickly. A certain bubble flanked grey pegisi booped the green mares nose with a giggle causing the already flustered mare to playfully chase after her and towards the unsuspecting and blatantly oblivious Clumpy standing just around the corner, cutting their previous conversation short. Which, unfortunately for the ground, resulted in a rather humorous mixture of limbs, horns, tails and manes and two pairs of virgin lips as the green blur suddenly stopped impacting the unaware pony, leaving them in a position which would only be possible by masters in the art of the pony sutra. The duo quickly started to regain their senses to the hysterical giggling of Ditzy as she hung above them. Some how keeping her wings beating enough to keep her afloat while she kicked the air laughing with all four hooves. Which was nothing to the burning blush covering the pair as they awkwardly stared into each others eyes before the periwinkle blue mare started to break away moments before she started screaming. “I dont see how this is going to help me find him, tell me what I want to know or I will leave you to rot In here for the rest of your miserable life.” demanded the female voice. “Patience young one. Patience, everything has a time and place, something he knew all to well, I can't tell you the how if you don't understand the why, and the why requires for us to start at the beginning.” The shadow stated before leaning forward in the chair, two white eyes accompanied by a salt and pepper snout with long worn fangs spreading into a grin as they slowly slid into the dull light of the cold grey room. Giving that unnerving grin which only comes with that of a hunter stalking his prey. “That includes how he met your mother.” “HOW DARE YOU! WHO IN TARTEROUS DO YOU THINK YOU ARE! I-I-I SHOULD REPORT YOU! Y-Y-YOU PERVERT!” Screamed the mare moment after managing to disentangle her self from her previously scandalous position. “Colgate.” came an unheard voice behind her. “IM GOING TO TELL THE GUARDS AND AND AND YOU PERVERT!” she screamed at the top of lungs. “Colgate!” the voice came sterner. “WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOUR SELF?! WELL? WHAT! DONT YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY YOU PERV!?” the blue mare “MINUETTE!” screamed the voice “WHAT?!” she responded turning around to see Ditzy glaring at her. “First thing, Calm the buck down” she said keeping that 'im a mother on a mission' look on her face. “Second thing, you’re scaring him!” which in turn was answered with Colgate turning her head with an audible “hmph!” “And third thing!” she stated as her gaze softened as it swept across Clumpy crouched low in in the corner, “you’re mute aren't you.” she stated softly as she directed the comment towards Clumpy who answered with a small nod and tear filled eyes which developed after Colgates tongue vicious lashing. While still angry, Colgate isnt a heartless mare, and her expression softened with sympathy for the blue colt. She quickly caught her self turning her head away from the pair, eyes partially closed, clenching her jaw to keep her stoic posture of defiance, only turning her head slightly as she noticed him stand up and run off down the street away from the two mares. Her posture only relaxing as she heard Ditzy’s voice from behind her. “we need to go.” “It wasn’t his fault you know.” she murmured a little while later causing the blue mare to turn her head. “yes it was!” she exclaimed quietly before noticing the glare that returned from her friend and crumbled with a sighed “okay, maybe it wasn't his fault but what are we meant to do now?” “Go apologise! And bring muffins? I wonder if he even likes muffins...” “Sounds like a plan, but erm... Ditzy... do you know who he was?” Both the mares quickly turned to face each other with wide eyes and a hoof to their respective mouths. A sudden excited scream of “MUM! MUM! MUM!” brought the two mares out of their daze as they saw a grey unicorn with a blonde mane run towards them. The unicorn jumped at the last moment only to be caught in a close embrace by Ditzy and she hugged her little 'muffin' “how was your day sweetie?” she asked the little filly. “it was great! We learnt a new song and the 4 times table! Oh oh oh and I saw a huggggggggggge dog! It was the size of a house!” she squealed excitedly. “now now, what have I said about exaggerating?” Ditzy said giving her daughter a stern look. “but mooooooooooooooooooooooooom Im not eggaccitating! Look he's there!” she pointed with a hoof behind the blue mare A polite cough originating from behind the two adults caused them to slowly turn around to face a large furry canine politely covering his snout with a paw, before lowering it with a wolfish smile. “Excuse me ladies, My name is Jake and I think we need to have a talk.” This was the last thing the blue mare remembered before passing out, leaving a giggling Dinky, a Shocked Ditzy and face pawing Jake. “Oh for the sake of.... Why does this keep happening to me?” he groaned to no one in particular. “Mister Jake was it?” Ditzy questioned after quickly recovering from the shock “do you like muffins?” “Thats a bit of an odd question, but to answer truthfully, yes I do. Im Quite fond of blueberry.” he responded with a confused look spreading across his face, glancing between the 2 mares and the little filly. “Well, you bring her and follow me, I think I know just the place to have that talk.” smirked Ditzy as she pointed to her unconscious companion.
