Bed Time Storiesby Krass McWriterChaptersUpon A Shooting StarThe Spoiled FillyThe Lost BallIMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: CONITUATION DEPENDENTUpon A Shooting StarOnce upon a time, long ago, There was a little colt who loved to adventure. One time, it was very rainy. The Little Colt was sad because his parents wouldn't let him go out. He begged his parents to let him go out, but they sated firmly, "NO." With that The Little Colt stomped off to his room and slammed the door. He went to the window and looked outside. The Pegasi had really outdone themselves, It was quite the storm. he stared at the sky for a long time cursing the poor weather. hen the sky started to clear, revealing the stars. Then, all the sudden, he saw a shooting star. He heard that if you wish on a shooting star, it comes true. The Little Colt knew EXACTLY what he wanted. So he closed his eyes and wished for an adventure. The Little Colt woke up the next morning. He walked down the stairs. He went to the kitchen, but his mother wasn't there cooking breaking as usual. "MoooOOOoooM!" He called, but there was no reply. He went to his parents bed room, but neither his mom or dad were there. He scoured the house, but neither head nor tail was to be seen. It was like his parents had just vanished. "Maybe," The Little Colt said to him self, "they went into the market." The Little Colt trotted into the market. He was starting to get worried, his parents never left without telling him. As the usually busy market came into view, he saw that it was completely empty. "Now just where the hay IS everypony?" he said out loud. The only response was the extreme silence of the market. The Little Colt looked everywhere, but couldn't anypony. It was then The Little Colt realized what happened. It was his wish. It made everpony disappear. A feeling of dread came over The Little Colt, how was he supposed to get everypony back? Had they really disappeared or are they just somewhere else? He needed to find some information and he knew just where to start. The library. The Little Colt galloped to the library and burst in. Empty. He shook it off, he came here for a reason. He looked around the library. Hundreds of Books were on the many selves. "Just how am I supposed to find the right book?" The Little Colt whined. "Well, it ain't gonna find itself." he stated, and with that, he started searching the selves and pulled off all the books he could find the talked about stars, night, and wishes and piled them up. The stack was truly intimidating but The Little Colt knew this was his duty, his quest. A majority of the books were just serious examinations of the night and stars, the ones involving wishes were just fictions or foals tales. After eliminating the stack he began to grow frustrated. Then he spotted a book that the somepony must have left out, "Thats funny, I dont think this was here before, but theres not another pony around. Just must have missed it." He looked at cover, "Luna's Gift: The night and its In hir, in her, inherent magic?" he read out loud fumbling on the title. It seemed promising. He opened it up and began it read. "Since the dawn of time, Celestia has raised the sun, but at night, she lowers the sun and Luna’s Gift is revealed, The night. With its many stars and its ever changing moon ponies have long held the night as magical. This book records many of these myths such as wishes upon stars thought to come true. Of course, like all myths there is truth a its heart, But the wish will only come true if its will only come true if it is made on a particularly clear night, like one after a bad storm, or on a shooting star. Luna is thought to be the granter of such wishes..." The Little Colt found what he needed. He had to venture to Canterlot and beg Luna to return his family and town. "Canterlot is 3 days away by hoof, I asked for an adventure and I sure did get one." The Little Colt walked back home. "Okay, I need food, a sleeping bag and a map" he noted. He gathered all his supplies in his pack. He went to the path and pulled out his map, after he found the right path The Little Colt galloped off towards Canterlot. The Little Colt slowed down to a trot, night was falling, and soon it'd be too dark to continue. He needed to stop, but where? The path ran through a forest and the next rest stop wasn't for miles. He could sleep on the trail, but he knew that was a bad idea, especially in a forest. He continued on, but he was getting SO very tired, and he was hardly any closer to the rest stop. "No helping it, I'll have to sleep on the trail tonight" The Little Colt sighed. He pulled out his sleeping bag, got in and passed out. He woke up suddenly to a loud noise. It was till dark out but he could see the sun on the horizon. He looked around for the source but The Little Colt couldn't see anything. Then there was loud *CRACK* and just feet away was horrid Manticore. The Little Colt bolted but the Manticore chased after him. There was no way he'd be able to lose this thing on the path. He dove into the forest. Dodging the various trees and bushes he saw he was starting to lose the Manticore. But he grinded to a halt, a cliff was on his escape route. He looked behind him and saw the Manticore coming, felling trees and breaking branches. The Little Colt had to make a choice. He chose to jump. The Little Colt took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and JUMPED. He started falling fast, the trees were too far down. He would never make it. This was the end. The Little Colt broke a branch and fell into a small pond. Looking up he saw the Manticore roar and turn away. "Oh, now I'm in a bad spot. Im wet, its cold, and I'm lost." He pulled out his map, he couldn't find a cliff or a pond anywhere on it. Then with a sudden brilliance, the sun rose upon equestria. In the distance, he could just make out a mountain with what appeared to be a city built into it. Canterlot. The Little Colt set towards it at a quick trot. he ignored the branches and bushes that scrapped against him. His adventure was drawing close to its conclusion, and he couldn't wait to see his mom and dad and friends again. He came closer and closer. He was at the mountains base just after noon. "well, now just to get up this." The Little Colt affirmed. He started up the mountain trail. He was tired but he was so close... He reached Canterlot before nightfall and there was the castle. And in front of the castle was the guards. "Aw, horsefeathers! Now how am I supposed to get in?" "Well, the direct approach can't hurt right?" Walking up to the nearest guard The Little Colt asked "Excuse me, I need to see princess Luna, its REALLY important. You see-" The guard cut him off. "Princess Luna is to busy to talk to a foal right now." "But, my family-" The guard interrupted again. "Look foal, I dont have time for this and neither does princess Luna, now get lost!" The Little Colt walked off. "Now how am I supposed to get my mom and dad back?" The Little Colt started to give up. "NO!" he proclaimed. "I won't give up, I came this far on this adventure, and I'm going to see it through! If I can't just walk in, I'll sneak in!" The Little Colt heard the sound of stones sliding on stones. Looking at the source he saw a hole in the castle JUST big enough for him to fit through. Taking advantage of the opportunity, The Little Colt hurried in through the hole. He was in the Canterlot basement. Directly underneath the canter lot throne room. He looked around. He saw stairs in the corner that seemed to lead to the throne room. Moving quietly he went up stairs and slowly opened the hatch. There, facing the other way just inches from him, was a guard. The Little Colt gingerly opened the hatch all the way and snuck by. Right there was the throne room, and on the throne a pegasus with a horn adorned by a dark crown. Luna. The Little Colt had finally made it. The Little Colt walked up to the throne. "Princess-" "I know why you are here, you wish to see your family and friends right?" "More than anything" "Why? They forbid you from doing what your heart desires. With them gone nopony could stop you from doing whatever you want." The Little Colt thought for a while, then it dawned on him. "They may stop me from doing the things I want, bu they are still very special to me and I'm special to them. They just want whats best for me." Then something unexpected happened. Luna started laughing. The Little Colt didn't think it was funny. "why are you laughing princess? "because, I heard your wish made in anger at your parents and thought I'd use it to teach a lesson, my sister didn't think it would work. Though I'm quite happy to say it did. You see, I was the one who put the cliff there, and the water at the bottom. I instructed the guards to let nopony in to see me and I opened up the way. I was the one who put the book there in the library. I guided your quest to see just how far you'd go to get your family back, I'm pleased to see you'd do almost anything for them. And with that I shall return you and everypony else to your town." "But will they remember? Will anypony else know?" "Unfortunately, no." Luna thought for a bit. Then she used her magic to take a feather from her wings and placed it behind The Little Colts ear. "There, now you shall have a token to remember this by. Also I think you should check your flank." There on his flank was his cutie mark, it was a compass resting on a map. A symbol of adventure. "Now," spoke Luna "Wake Up." The Little Colt was in his room. He felt very sore. "Was it really a dream?" He walked to the mirror and there was his cuties mark and a jet black feather behind his ear. He then walked down stairs, enjoyed some of his mothers home cooking and shared his tale. THE END The Spoiled FillyThis is the story of a very spoiled little filly who always got everything she wanted. If her parents ever refused to give her something she desired, she threw a tantrum until she got it. One day, just like any other day, The Spoiled Filly and her desperate parents were in the market. Now, today the market was only slightly different than any other day at the market. It was this slight difference that made all the difference in the world and shaked the spoiled fillies life to the core. But, it started like any other day at the market. "MOOOOOoooOOOOM, I want that toooOOOoooy!" The Spoiled Filly whined. "But little one, its awfully expensive, and you have several at home like it." The mother calmly explained with a tinge of worry in her voice. She had grown weary of The Spoiled Filly’s behaviour. "BUT I DON'T HAVE THIS COLOR AND I WANT IT!" The Spoiled Filly screeched. "But darling-" The father started, only to be cut off by The Spoiled Filly. "I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WAAAAAAANT IIIIIIIIIT!" She screamed while falling on her back and thrashing about. "Please, sweetie buns you'll get your new dress all dirty, and your causing a scene." The mother spoke nervously. She notice some of the newer ponies in town were starting to stare. "MY MOMMY AND DADDY DON' LOVE ME ANY MOOOORE!!!!! I WANNA DIIIIIIIIEEEE!!!" The Spoiled Filly now had garnered the full attention of the market. While the ponies who had been around for some time and were used to The Spoiled Filly's tantrums, today’s episode was particularly bad. Now, today was different because the stall The Spoiled Filly was causing a scene at belonged to a traveling Salesmare. "Excuse me, but may I say, never Have I seen such an uproar before today." The Salesmare spoke from underneath her cloak. "I am dreadfully sorry, but its just that we can't control her." Apologized the colt. Then The Spoiled Filly's tantrum knock over the travellings Salesmare's stand, breaking or damaging all the goods on it. "MY GOODS! YOU NEED TO BE HARSHER AND CONTROL HER MOODS!" The Salesmare shouted. "We're dreadfully sorry ma'am, we can pa-" "REGARDLESS OF BITS, THAT SPOILED FILLY MUST STOP HER FITS!" Screamed the Salesmare growing angrier and angrier. "W-we've tried-" Started The Spoiled Filly's mom, only to be cut off. "I swear that by the end of three days, that spoiled filly will learn the err of her ways." The Hooded Salesmare spoke in low voice, leaning into The Spoiled FIlly and with that she gathered what remained of her goods, and left. After finishing some business in the market, The Spoiled Filly and her parents walked back home. "What the HAY was that? I only got a THREE cupcakes! AND NO TOYS!" Griped The Spoiled Filly. "Well honey, you destroyed the Salesmare's entire stock." The mother stated. "So? Did you SEE how see talked to ME? dose she not know who you are?" said The Spoiled Filly. Her mother just shook her head. "Well, she's a travelling Salesmare, so I doubt very much that she even cares about position. You see, she has to work very hard to eat everyday." The Spoiled Filly's dad explained. "Bah. The NERVE of that mare..." pouted The Spoiled Filly. The Spoiled Filly's parents greatly enjoyed her silence for the remainder of the trip home. The Spoiled Filly ate dinner and went to bed. When she woke up, she noticed something was terribly wrong. She wasn't in her room, she wasn't even the same house. She was in a very plain room, the most colorful thing was the sky blue blanket. She ran to the window and looked out. She was on an Orange farm. Then her mother came in, but she wasn't her mother, the mare was wearing working clothes. "Up and at 'em sugar, todays the first day of harvest and now that your old enough to buck, you can finally help out your mother!" "But-" Started The Spoiled Filly. "Ah, Ah, no buts. Now get your little flank downstairs and chow up, we've got a LONG day in front of us." "But-" "Now get!" said the mother, pushing into the dinning room. "And when your done, come to the West Field!" Called the mother, trotting off. “Whats going on here?” thought The Spoiled Filly. The Spoiled Filly was alone in the dining room. She'd never been alone before. Was this all some elaborate prank? She went to go look for the servants, but to her dismay, she couldn't move her body on her own. She started eating, when she finished she took it to the sink and washed it off. "Washing dishes? Like a commoner?" She screamed in her mind. The she headed outside to the west field. The Spoiled Filly arrived at west fields. And there was here mother buckin' an orange tree. "there ya are, I was startin' to wonder if you were even coming." Said the mother stopping buckin’ the tree to talk to the spoiled little filly. “I’m NOT doing this” Thought The Spoiled FIlly. "Now your a might bit young to start buckin', but that cart needs pulled." The mare said motioning towards a train of empty carts. "Oh, I’m so glad your here to help, we'll be able to fill our quota in time for supper!" Exclaimed her mother, giving her a hug. The Spoiled Filly looked at the train. It was five carts long, it wasn't heavy now, but it would be. The Spoiled Filly started to panic. She wanted to scream and shout and ask what was going on but instead out of her mouth came "Sweet! It's been forever since you made a home cooked dinner ma!" Much to The Spoiled Filly's dismay, she latched on the train. The Spoiled Fillys mother dumped the first load of oranges into the last cart. "One down, 99 more to go." Tree by tree, the cart grew heavier and heavier, and Tree by tree the spoiled little filly grew more and more tired. Just as the sun was no more than an hour from the horizon, Her mother loaded the last tree of oranges. "Good work sugar, ya made me darn proud." Stated the mother tussling The Spoiled Filly's mane. "Now drop those off in the barn and come inside sugar." The Spoiled Filly walked into the barn unlatched herself and collapsed. She'd never been so exhausted in her life. She missed her old house. "I'm pooped." She stated to nopony in particular. "Better get inside and wash up." Another thing The Spoiled Filly couldn't stand was the complete lack of control she had over herself. It was driving her insane. After washing up The Spoiled Filly walked into the house. "Ah, there ya are sugar! Here ya go! Orange Pancakes with chocolate syrup, your favorite!" The Spoiled Filly eyed the commoner food suspiciously, reluctantly, she took a bite. "This... IS DELICIOUS!" Exclaimed The Spoiled Filly. It was quite actually some of the best food she ever had. She happily ate gulped down the rest of the stack. "well, it off to bed with ya sugar, got alot more to do tomorrow!" With that The Spoiled Filly went back to the bland room and laid down. “Well, it can’t get much worse.” she thought to herself, as he fell asleep. The Spoiled Filly woke up in a sleeping bag. "Where am I now?" she Thought. She felt a gentle nudging. "C'mon sweetie, market opens in three hours and we need to be there." her father called. Crawling out of her sleeping bag the spoiled little filly saw she was on a trading route not too far from her town. "Now we should be able to get there with ample time to set up in a good location." With that her father started pulling a cart. A hour later they were in the market, The Spoiled Filly had never seen the market so dark or so empty. Her father Stopped the cart in front of the fountain in the center of the market. "Now this is a prime spot! Help me set up." The Spoiled Filly's body started moving on its own. They opened up the cart and inside it was a stand full of various oddities and toys. It was quite a wondrous setup. A few hours later The Spoiled Filly's father simply stated "market should pick up soon." Slowly Stallions and Mare and their foals started trickling into the market. The Spoiled Filly's father nudged her and wishpered "What ya waiting for, get pitchin" With that The Spoiled Filly started shoutin' sales pitch after sales pitch. Sometimes she managed to pull in a customer, sometimes she didn't. After a while they took a lunch break and ate a few sandwiches. “Alright honey, take a break, but be back at the stall in an hour.” Said her father, wiping his mouth. So The Spoiled Filly trotted around market. She saw various stands and performers. Then she saw the Salesmare. She remembered the words the Salesmare spoke “SHE did this!” thought the filly. She trotted over to the Salesmare. “Do my eyes deceive? This is the same filly I believe. You may speak free, So that you may see.” Rhymed the hooded Salesmare. The Spoiled Filly regained control of her speech. “You did this to me! Fix It!” The Salesmare smiled, “I can not undo, only thing is to let it run through.” “Bu-” “No more words to be shared, your curse is now repaired.” The Spoiled filly trotted back to the cart. At the end of the day she was exhausted. Her voice was sore and scratchy from screaming so much. "Good job today kiddo, get some rest. We have market again tomorrow." Said her dad. She pulled out her sleeping bag crawled in, “Well NOW it cant get any worse.” she thought and was out in 10 seconds flat. The Spoiled Filly woke up. She was in a sewer. It smelled terribly. She felt horrendously hungry. She looked around. Neither her mom nor dad was anywhere to be seen. She was totally and completely alone. all the sudden she said mournfully, "Lets see if we can get some food today mr. belly." the stomach grumbled in reply. "I know, I know. I'm trying but its so hard." The Spoiled Filly grabbed walked out and trotted down to a cafe. Sitting outside on the corner she set down the box. It was cold. So dreadfully cold. she shivered. Sat outside for hours begging, and for all of her efforts she had only 13 bits to show for it. It was enough for food and a wool blanket. She went inside the cafe and got a daisy sandwich. after finishing her food, she headed into market and got a cheap wool blanket. The Spoiled Filly was walking back to her little hovel when some police ponies stopped her. "Where are you going miss?" Queried one of them. "I-i'm just headed home officer..." "really now? and where would that be?" She started looking for a way out, this was a very bad spot. She couldn't find a good escape route. "Umm, its just down this road here..." "Miss. There's no housing for three miles. I'm sorry but we,ll have to take you in for destitution." The Police ponies got her hoofedcupped and in their cart, they even confiscated her blanket. She was put in a cell. The Spoiled Filly felt like crying. She missed having a real bed. She missed her friends. She missed her mom and dad. She cried herself to sleep. She woke up in her room. HER room. Not a farm, not the market, not a jail cell. The little filly had never been so grateful. She pranced down stairs, in the dining room, was her parents. "Mom, Dad, I'm... sorry about how I've been acting." Spoke the little filly. "Are you feeling alright?" Her mother said while checking her temperature. She looked concerned. "Better than ever. Can we please go to the market? I think I should apologize to that Salesmare." This was the first time the parents had ever heard the formerly spoiled filly ever say please."O-Of course darling!" spoke her father. "But first... Can we have orange pancakes for breakfast?" The Lost BallOnce upon a time in a small little village, there lived a young filly and her family. The young filly loved her mom an dad, and spent hours playing with her younger brother. One fateful day while she was playing with her favorite ball near the forest, she hit it too hard. It flew high up into the sky and then a gust of wind took it and the ball vanished into the forest. She dare not enter the forest because it was much too scary for a young filly. She walked home hanging her head. She got that ball on her two birthday’s ago. When she got home Her father saw that she had been crying and asked, “What’s wrong, why are you sad?” She told him how she lost her favorite ball in the forest and was tto afraid to go get it. “Is that all?” Her father asked with a slight chuckle, “I shall go get your ball.” Her dad packed some supplies, enough for a day or two, and headed off into the forest. Her father did not return that night, nor the next night, and when the third night passed the filly grew worried, he’d never stay out longer than needed. The mother Then proclaimed, “Kids I am going to look for your father, foods ready and the neighbors will come over if needed.” She packed enough supplies for two weeks and headed into the forest. A whole week came and went, and the young foals had not heard from their parents. Now both of their parents had disappeared. The Filly decided it was high time to do something. She didn’t know what had happened to her parents but she intended to find out. She gathered what was left, took her little brother, and headed to the forest. She arrived at the edge of the forest. The forest was dark and frightening. But she had to find her parents, for her, for her brother. Gathering her self they headed into the forest. She walked on the dusty old trail until it seemed as if she walked to the edge of time itself. She began to wonder what they were doing here. She shook such thoughts out, she had to save her parents. The foals walked and walked until they saw a fork in the road. They could just make out what seemed like two ponies standing there in the distance. Growing excited at the possible end of their weary journey the galloped towards the two ponies. As they drew nearer they saw it was not two separate ponies but a pony with two heads. “Hello younglings,” the head on the left spoke “Is there something you need?” continued the right head? The foals were taken aback by the sight of a two headed pony. “Didn’t your mother ever tell you its rude to stare?” Queried the right head. After a moment of hesitation the young filly spoke “I’m sorry, but we are looking for our parents have you seen them?” “Why we did indeed see a Colt pass by almost 2 weeks past and a mare followed soon after.” Spoke the left head. The young colt, ecstatic to hear news about his parents spoke up, “Could you tell us which way they went? It’s be mighty helpful.” “Only too happy to help... If you solve your puzzle” Spoke the right head. “What kind of puzzle?” responded the younger foal, a concerned look spreading across her face. “From now on, one of us may only tell the truth, and one of us may only lie.” Spoke the left head. “Which, is which? Answer correctly and pass.” The young ponies thought and thought … How to tell the truth sayer from the sower of discord? After several minutes, the filly got an idea, they had seen her parents, and already ttold her they went the same way. With a smirk the filly asked the left head,” what did my Colt look like?” to the read she asked, “What did the mare look like?” The two headed pony knew they had been beat. “Very good. They went down the left path. You’re parents are in great danger and we were but the first of 3 trials you will have to pass to save them.” spoke the left head. The young foals trotted down the path and before long they reached a clearing. There they saw a young dragon. “Halt! I know why you are here. To pass me, you must make my fire smaller, without adding or taking anything away from it.” The filly almost felt like crying. The task was impossible. But then the youngest got an idea. If he could make a bigger fire, that the dragons fire would be smaller. He collected all the branches twigs and various other flammable items until the stack was bigger than he was. He set a stick ablaze in the dragons fire and lit his own stake. It lit up shooting ten feet in the air. “There,” spoke the young colt with a sense of pride. “Your fire’s smaller.” The dragon chuckled, “You may pass ponies. You have but one more trial ahead.” The ponies stormed off upon the path. After running for what seemed like hours, The ponies came into a clearing. There was a roaring fire in a pit bigger than their house. On the other side were their parents, caged and in a sleeping spell. Out of the woods a hooded unicorn stepped out. “Hello, Are you here for those two?” The figure was intimidating. “W-we just want our mommy and daddy back.” Stuttered the younger foal. “Very well, but first you must answer my riddle. “Clearing his throat he continued, “If a pegasus falls from a higher space, and the unicorn falls from grace, and the earth pony falls back in pace, from where does Celestia fall?” They thought, perplexed at the riddle. They pondered it for almost an hour, the older pony KNEW she had heard it before, from when she was a little foal. But how did it go... Then it came to her. Standing up she stated, “She leads the fall of the whole pony race.” Clapping the hooded unicorn said, “Well done, It seems I owe you two parents. Now let me put you back home.” stated the unicorn charging up its magic. “Wait!” shouted the filly, “Why did you go through all this trouble?” She could see a tear roll off the bittersweet smirk underneath the hood. “Because, it just gets so dreadfully lonely at night.” “It doesn’t have to be lonely. I coul-” But before she finished, she was in her backyard. She looked towards the forest, from whence she came, and she could of swore she saw a hooded pegasus fly from where the unicorn just was. The filly shook it off as a coincidence. She just wished she could’ve finished her offer of friendship. She looked around and smiled. She was back home. With her family. She even had her ball. THE END IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: CONITUATION DEPENDENTOkay guys. These were the first three fics I ever wrote, The Lost Ball being the first. They were all written in the first week of may last year. I would make a thread and each post would be a paragraph. They were all written within 90 minutes at night time. They were refined in the morning. So what I am asking you guys is this: do you want more? If you do I need bed time esque ideas that you want ponified. As you may or may not be able to tell, all the stories are original, not pinnochio with ponies. So I need morals and such that you would like to see. Message me, comment here, I don't care. This is on pause either way until I finish my main fic, An Azure Future. Then if there are any ideas I will begin working on them as I please in the original style of post by post on ponychan. Thank you for your time.
Upon A Shooting StarOnce upon a time, long ago, There was a little colt who loved to adventure. One time, it was very rainy. The Little Colt was sad because his parents wouldn't let him go out. He begged his parents to let him go out, but they sated firmly, "NO." With that The Little Colt stomped off to his room and slammed the door. He went to the window and looked outside. The Pegasi had really outdone themselves, It was quite the storm. he stared at the sky for a long time cursing the poor weather. hen the sky started to clear, revealing the stars. Then, all the sudden, he saw a shooting star. He heard that if you wish on a shooting star, it comes true. The Little Colt knew EXACTLY what he wanted. So he closed his eyes and wished for an adventure. The Little Colt woke up the next morning. He walked down the stairs. He went to the kitchen, but his mother wasn't there cooking breaking as usual. "MoooOOOoooM!" He called, but there was no reply. He went to his parents bed room, but neither his mom or dad were there. He scoured the house, but neither head nor tail was to be seen. It was like his parents had just vanished. "Maybe," The Little Colt said to him self, "they went into the market." The Little Colt trotted into the market. He was starting to get worried, his parents never left without telling him. As the usually busy market came into view, he saw that it was completely empty. "Now just where the hay IS everypony?" he said out loud. The only response was the extreme silence of the market. The Little Colt looked everywhere, but couldn't anypony. It was then The Little Colt realized what happened. It was his wish. It made everpony disappear. A feeling of dread came over The Little Colt, how was he supposed to get everypony back? Had they really disappeared or are they just somewhere else? He needed to find some information and he knew just where to start. The library. The Little Colt galloped to the library and burst in. Empty. He shook it off, he came here for a reason. He looked around the library. Hundreds of Books were on the many selves. "Just how am I supposed to find the right book?" The Little Colt whined. "Well, it ain't gonna find itself." he stated, and with that, he started searching the selves and pulled off all the books he could find the talked about stars, night, and wishes and piled them up. The stack was truly intimidating but The Little Colt knew this was his duty, his quest. A majority of the books were just serious examinations of the night and stars, the ones involving wishes were just fictions or foals tales. After eliminating the stack he began to grow frustrated. Then he spotted a book that the somepony must have left out, "Thats funny, I dont think this was here before, but theres not another pony around. Just must have missed it." He looked at cover, "Luna's Gift: The night and its In hir, in her, inherent magic?" he read out loud fumbling on the title. It seemed promising. He opened it up and began it read. "Since the dawn of time, Celestia has raised the sun, but at night, she lowers the sun and Luna’s Gift is revealed, The night. With its many stars and its ever changing moon ponies have long held the night as magical. This book records many of these myths such as wishes upon stars thought to come true. Of course, like all myths there is truth a its heart, But the wish will only come true if its will only come true if it is made on a particularly clear night, like one after a bad storm, or on a shooting star. Luna is thought to be the granter of such wishes..." The Little Colt found what he needed. He had to venture to Canterlot and beg Luna to return his family and town. "Canterlot is 3 days away by hoof, I asked for an adventure and I sure did get one." The Little Colt walked back home. "Okay, I need food, a sleeping bag and a map" he noted. He gathered all his supplies in his pack. He went to the path and pulled out his map, after he found the right path The Little Colt galloped off towards Canterlot. The Little Colt slowed down to a trot, night was falling, and soon it'd be too dark to continue. He needed to stop, but where? The path ran through a forest and the next rest stop wasn't for miles. He could sleep on the trail, but he knew that was a bad idea, especially in a forest. He continued on, but he was getting SO very tired, and he was hardly any closer to the rest stop. "No helping it, I'll have to sleep on the trail tonight" The Little Colt sighed. He pulled out his sleeping bag, got in and passed out. He woke up suddenly to a loud noise. It was till dark out but he could see the sun on the horizon. He looked around for the source but The Little Colt couldn't see anything. Then there was loud *CRACK* and just feet away was horrid Manticore. The Little Colt bolted but the Manticore chased after him. There was no way he'd be able to lose this thing on the path. He dove into the forest. Dodging the various trees and bushes he saw he was starting to lose the Manticore. But he grinded to a halt, a cliff was on his escape route. He looked behind him and saw the Manticore coming, felling trees and breaking branches. The Little Colt had to make a choice. He chose to jump. The Little Colt took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and JUMPED. He started falling fast, the trees were too far down. He would never make it. This was the end. The Little Colt broke a branch and fell into a small pond. Looking up he saw the Manticore roar and turn away. "Oh, now I'm in a bad spot. Im wet, its cold, and I'm lost." He pulled out his map, he couldn't find a cliff or a pond anywhere on it. Then with a sudden brilliance, the sun rose upon equestria. In the distance, he could just make out a mountain with what appeared to be a city built into it. Canterlot. The Little Colt set towards it at a quick trot. he ignored the branches and bushes that scrapped against him. His adventure was drawing close to its conclusion, and he couldn't wait to see his mom and dad and friends again. He came closer and closer. He was at the mountains base just after noon. "well, now just to get up this." The Little Colt affirmed. He started up the mountain trail. He was tired but he was so close... He reached Canterlot before nightfall and there was the castle. And in front of the castle was the guards. "Aw, horsefeathers! Now how am I supposed to get in?" "Well, the direct approach can't hurt right?" Walking up to the nearest guard The Little Colt asked "Excuse me, I need to see princess Luna, its REALLY important. You see-" The guard cut him off. "Princess Luna is to busy to talk to a foal right now." "But, my family-" The guard interrupted again. "Look foal, I dont have time for this and neither does princess Luna, now get lost!" The Little Colt walked off. "Now how am I supposed to get my mom and dad back?" The Little Colt started to give up. "NO!" he proclaimed. "I won't give up, I came this far on this adventure, and I'm going to see it through! If I can't just walk in, I'll sneak in!" The Little Colt heard the sound of stones sliding on stones. Looking at the source he saw a hole in the castle JUST big enough for him to fit through. Taking advantage of the opportunity, The Little Colt hurried in through the hole. He was in the Canterlot basement. Directly underneath the canter lot throne room. He looked around. He saw stairs in the corner that seemed to lead to the throne room. Moving quietly he went up stairs and slowly opened the hatch. There, facing the other way just inches from him, was a guard. The Little Colt gingerly opened the hatch all the way and snuck by. Right there was the throne room, and on the throne a pegasus with a horn adorned by a dark crown. Luna. The Little Colt had finally made it. The Little Colt walked up to the throne. "Princess-" "I know why you are here, you wish to see your family and friends right?" "More than anything" "Why? They forbid you from doing what your heart desires. With them gone nopony could stop you from doing whatever you want." The Little Colt thought for a while, then it dawned on him. "They may stop me from doing the things I want, bu they are still very special to me and I'm special to them. They just want whats best for me." Then something unexpected happened. Luna started laughing. The Little Colt didn't think it was funny. "why are you laughing princess? "because, I heard your wish made in anger at your parents and thought I'd use it to teach a lesson, my sister didn't think it would work. Though I'm quite happy to say it did. You see, I was the one who put the cliff there, and the water at the bottom. I instructed the guards to let nopony in to see me and I opened up the way. I was the one who put the book there in the library. I guided your quest to see just how far you'd go to get your family back, I'm pleased to see you'd do almost anything for them. And with that I shall return you and everypony else to your town." "But will they remember? Will anypony else know?" "Unfortunately, no." Luna thought for a bit. Then she used her magic to take a feather from her wings and placed it behind The Little Colts ear. "There, now you shall have a token to remember this by. Also I think you should check your flank." There on his flank was his cutie mark, it was a compass resting on a map. A symbol of adventure. "Now," spoke Luna "Wake Up." The Little Colt was in his room. He felt very sore. "Was it really a dream?" He walked to the mirror and there was his cuties mark and a jet black feather behind his ear. He then walked down stairs, enjoyed some of his mothers home cooking and shared his tale. THE END
The Spoiled FillyThis is the story of a very spoiled little filly who always got everything she wanted. If her parents ever refused to give her something she desired, she threw a tantrum until she got it. One day, just like any other day, The Spoiled Filly and her desperate parents were in the market. Now, today the market was only slightly different than any other day at the market. It was this slight difference that made all the difference in the world and shaked the spoiled fillies life to the core. But, it started like any other day at the market. "MOOOOOoooOOOOM, I want that toooOOOoooy!" The Spoiled Filly whined. "But little one, its awfully expensive, and you have several at home like it." The mother calmly explained with a tinge of worry in her voice. She had grown weary of The Spoiled Filly’s behaviour. "BUT I DON'T HAVE THIS COLOR AND I WANT IT!" The Spoiled Filly screeched. "But darling-" The father started, only to be cut off by The Spoiled Filly. "I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WAAAAAAANT IIIIIIIIIT!" She screamed while falling on her back and thrashing about. "Please, sweetie buns you'll get your new dress all dirty, and your causing a scene." The mother spoke nervously. She notice some of the newer ponies in town were starting to stare. "MY MOMMY AND DADDY DON' LOVE ME ANY MOOOORE!!!!! I WANNA DIIIIIIIIEEEE!!!" The Spoiled Filly now had garnered the full attention of the market. While the ponies who had been around for some time and were used to The Spoiled Filly's tantrums, today’s episode was particularly bad. Now, today was different because the stall The Spoiled Filly was causing a scene at belonged to a traveling Salesmare. "Excuse me, but may I say, never Have I seen such an uproar before today." The Salesmare spoke from underneath her cloak. "I am dreadfully sorry, but its just that we can't control her." Apologized the colt. Then The Spoiled Filly's tantrum knock over the travellings Salesmare's stand, breaking or damaging all the goods on it. "MY GOODS! YOU NEED TO BE HARSHER AND CONTROL HER MOODS!" The Salesmare shouted. "We're dreadfully sorry ma'am, we can pa-" "REGARDLESS OF BITS, THAT SPOILED FILLY MUST STOP HER FITS!" Screamed the Salesmare growing angrier and angrier. "W-we've tried-" Started The Spoiled Filly's mom, only to be cut off. "I swear that by the end of three days, that spoiled filly will learn the err of her ways." The Hooded Salesmare spoke in low voice, leaning into The Spoiled FIlly and with that she gathered what remained of her goods, and left. After finishing some business in the market, The Spoiled Filly and her parents walked back home. "What the HAY was that? I only got a THREE cupcakes! AND NO TOYS!" Griped The Spoiled Filly. "Well honey, you destroyed the Salesmare's entire stock." The mother stated. "So? Did you SEE how see talked to ME? dose she not know who you are?" said The Spoiled Filly. Her mother just shook her head. "Well, she's a travelling Salesmare, so I doubt very much that she even cares about position. You see, she has to work very hard to eat everyday." The Spoiled Filly's dad explained. "Bah. The NERVE of that mare..." pouted The Spoiled Filly. The Spoiled Filly's parents greatly enjoyed her silence for the remainder of the trip home. The Spoiled Filly ate dinner and went to bed. When she woke up, she noticed something was terribly wrong. She wasn't in her room, she wasn't even the same house. She was in a very plain room, the most colorful thing was the sky blue blanket. She ran to the window and looked out. She was on an Orange farm. Then her mother came in, but she wasn't her mother, the mare was wearing working clothes. "Up and at 'em sugar, todays the first day of harvest and now that your old enough to buck, you can finally help out your mother!" "But-" Started The Spoiled Filly. "Ah, Ah, no buts. Now get your little flank downstairs and chow up, we've got a LONG day in front of us." "But-" "Now get!" said the mother, pushing into the dinning room. "And when your done, come to the West Field!" Called the mother, trotting off. “Whats going on here?” thought The Spoiled Filly. The Spoiled Filly was alone in the dining room. She'd never been alone before. Was this all some elaborate prank? She went to go look for the servants, but to her dismay, she couldn't move her body on her own. She started eating, when she finished she took it to the sink and washed it off. "Washing dishes? Like a commoner?" She screamed in her mind. The she headed outside to the west field. The Spoiled Filly arrived at west fields. And there was here mother buckin' an orange tree. "there ya are, I was startin' to wonder if you were even coming." Said the mother stopping buckin’ the tree to talk to the spoiled little filly. “I’m NOT doing this” Thought The Spoiled FIlly. "Now your a might bit young to start buckin', but that cart needs pulled." The mare said motioning towards a train of empty carts. "Oh, I’m so glad your here to help, we'll be able to fill our quota in time for supper!" Exclaimed her mother, giving her a hug. The Spoiled Filly looked at the train. It was five carts long, it wasn't heavy now, but it would be. The Spoiled Filly started to panic. She wanted to scream and shout and ask what was going on but instead out of her mouth came "Sweet! It's been forever since you made a home cooked dinner ma!" Much to The Spoiled Filly's dismay, she latched on the train. The Spoiled Fillys mother dumped the first load of oranges into the last cart. "One down, 99 more to go." Tree by tree, the cart grew heavier and heavier, and Tree by tree the spoiled little filly grew more and more tired. Just as the sun was no more than an hour from the horizon, Her mother loaded the last tree of oranges. "Good work sugar, ya made me darn proud." Stated the mother tussling The Spoiled Filly's mane. "Now drop those off in the barn and come inside sugar." The Spoiled Filly walked into the barn unlatched herself and collapsed. She'd never been so exhausted in her life. She missed her old house. "I'm pooped." She stated to nopony in particular. "Better get inside and wash up." Another thing The Spoiled Filly couldn't stand was the complete lack of control she had over herself. It was driving her insane. After washing up The Spoiled Filly walked into the house. "Ah, there ya are sugar! Here ya go! Orange Pancakes with chocolate syrup, your favorite!" The Spoiled Filly eyed the commoner food suspiciously, reluctantly, she took a bite. "This... IS DELICIOUS!" Exclaimed The Spoiled Filly. It was quite actually some of the best food she ever had. She happily ate gulped down the rest of the stack. "well, it off to bed with ya sugar, got alot more to do tomorrow!" With that The Spoiled Filly went back to the bland room and laid down. “Well, it can’t get much worse.” she thought to herself, as he fell asleep. The Spoiled Filly woke up in a sleeping bag. "Where am I now?" she Thought. She felt a gentle nudging. "C'mon sweetie, market opens in three hours and we need to be there." her father called. Crawling out of her sleeping bag the spoiled little filly saw she was on a trading route not too far from her town. "Now we should be able to get there with ample time to set up in a good location." With that her father started pulling a cart. A hour later they were in the market, The Spoiled Filly had never seen the market so dark or so empty. Her father Stopped the cart in front of the fountain in the center of the market. "Now this is a prime spot! Help me set up." The Spoiled Filly's body started moving on its own. They opened up the cart and inside it was a stand full of various oddities and toys. It was quite a wondrous setup. A few hours later The Spoiled Filly's father simply stated "market should pick up soon." Slowly Stallions and Mare and their foals started trickling into the market. The Spoiled Filly's father nudged her and wishpered "What ya waiting for, get pitchin" With that The Spoiled Filly started shoutin' sales pitch after sales pitch. Sometimes she managed to pull in a customer, sometimes she didn't. After a while they took a lunch break and ate a few sandwiches. “Alright honey, take a break, but be back at the stall in an hour.” Said her father, wiping his mouth. So The Spoiled Filly trotted around market. She saw various stands and performers. Then she saw the Salesmare. She remembered the words the Salesmare spoke “SHE did this!” thought the filly. She trotted over to the Salesmare. “Do my eyes deceive? This is the same filly I believe. You may speak free, So that you may see.” Rhymed the hooded Salesmare. The Spoiled Filly regained control of her speech. “You did this to me! Fix It!” The Salesmare smiled, “I can not undo, only thing is to let it run through.” “Bu-” “No more words to be shared, your curse is now repaired.” The Spoiled filly trotted back to the cart. At the end of the day she was exhausted. Her voice was sore and scratchy from screaming so much. "Good job today kiddo, get some rest. We have market again tomorrow." Said her dad. She pulled out her sleeping bag crawled in, “Well NOW it cant get any worse.” she thought and was out in 10 seconds flat. The Spoiled Filly woke up. She was in a sewer. It smelled terribly. She felt horrendously hungry. She looked around. Neither her mom nor dad was anywhere to be seen. She was totally and completely alone. all the sudden she said mournfully, "Lets see if we can get some food today mr. belly." the stomach grumbled in reply. "I know, I know. I'm trying but its so hard." The Spoiled Filly grabbed walked out and trotted down to a cafe. Sitting outside on the corner she set down the box. It was cold. So dreadfully cold. she shivered. Sat outside for hours begging, and for all of her efforts she had only 13 bits to show for it. It was enough for food and a wool blanket. She went inside the cafe and got a daisy sandwich. after finishing her food, she headed into market and got a cheap wool blanket. The Spoiled Filly was walking back to her little hovel when some police ponies stopped her. "Where are you going miss?" Queried one of them. "I-i'm just headed home officer..." "really now? and where would that be?" She started looking for a way out, this was a very bad spot. She couldn't find a good escape route. "Umm, its just down this road here..." "Miss. There's no housing for three miles. I'm sorry but we,ll have to take you in for destitution." The Police ponies got her hoofedcupped and in their cart, they even confiscated her blanket. She was put in a cell. The Spoiled Filly felt like crying. She missed having a real bed. She missed her friends. She missed her mom and dad. She cried herself to sleep. She woke up in her room. HER room. Not a farm, not the market, not a jail cell. The little filly had never been so grateful. She pranced down stairs, in the dining room, was her parents. "Mom, Dad, I'm... sorry about how I've been acting." Spoke the little filly. "Are you feeling alright?" Her mother said while checking her temperature. She looked concerned. "Better than ever. Can we please go to the market? I think I should apologize to that Salesmare." This was the first time the parents had ever heard the formerly spoiled filly ever say please."O-Of course darling!" spoke her father. "But first... Can we have orange pancakes for breakfast?"
The Lost BallOnce upon a time in a small little village, there lived a young filly and her family. The young filly loved her mom an dad, and spent hours playing with her younger brother. One fateful day while she was playing with her favorite ball near the forest, she hit it too hard. It flew high up into the sky and then a gust of wind took it and the ball vanished into the forest. She dare not enter the forest because it was much too scary for a young filly. She walked home hanging her head. She got that ball on her two birthday’s ago. When she got home Her father saw that she had been crying and asked, “What’s wrong, why are you sad?” She told him how she lost her favorite ball in the forest and was tto afraid to go get it. “Is that all?” Her father asked with a slight chuckle, “I shall go get your ball.” Her dad packed some supplies, enough for a day or two, and headed off into the forest. Her father did not return that night, nor the next night, and when the third night passed the filly grew worried, he’d never stay out longer than needed. The mother Then proclaimed, “Kids I am going to look for your father, foods ready and the neighbors will come over if needed.” She packed enough supplies for two weeks and headed into the forest. A whole week came and went, and the young foals had not heard from their parents. Now both of their parents had disappeared. The Filly decided it was high time to do something. She didn’t know what had happened to her parents but she intended to find out. She gathered what was left, took her little brother, and headed to the forest. She arrived at the edge of the forest. The forest was dark and frightening. But she had to find her parents, for her, for her brother. Gathering her self they headed into the forest. She walked on the dusty old trail until it seemed as if she walked to the edge of time itself. She began to wonder what they were doing here. She shook such thoughts out, she had to save her parents. The foals walked and walked until they saw a fork in the road. They could just make out what seemed like two ponies standing there in the distance. Growing excited at the possible end of their weary journey the galloped towards the two ponies. As they drew nearer they saw it was not two separate ponies but a pony with two heads. “Hello younglings,” the head on the left spoke “Is there something you need?” continued the right head? The foals were taken aback by the sight of a two headed pony. “Didn’t your mother ever tell you its rude to stare?” Queried the right head. After a moment of hesitation the young filly spoke “I’m sorry, but we are looking for our parents have you seen them?” “Why we did indeed see a Colt pass by almost 2 weeks past and a mare followed soon after.” Spoke the left head. The young colt, ecstatic to hear news about his parents spoke up, “Could you tell us which way they went? It’s be mighty helpful.” “Only too happy to help... If you solve your puzzle” Spoke the right head. “What kind of puzzle?” responded the younger foal, a concerned look spreading across her face. “From now on, one of us may only tell the truth, and one of us may only lie.” Spoke the left head. “Which, is which? Answer correctly and pass.” The young ponies thought and thought … How to tell the truth sayer from the sower of discord? After several minutes, the filly got an idea, they had seen her parents, and already ttold her they went the same way. With a smirk the filly asked the left head,” what did my Colt look like?” to the read she asked, “What did the mare look like?” The two headed pony knew they had been beat. “Very good. They went down the left path. You’re parents are in great danger and we were but the first of 3 trials you will have to pass to save them.” spoke the left head. The young foals trotted down the path and before long they reached a clearing. There they saw a young dragon. “Halt! I know why you are here. To pass me, you must make my fire smaller, without adding or taking anything away from it.” The filly almost felt like crying. The task was impossible. But then the youngest got an idea. If he could make a bigger fire, that the dragons fire would be smaller. He collected all the branches twigs and various other flammable items until the stack was bigger than he was. He set a stick ablaze in the dragons fire and lit his own stake. It lit up shooting ten feet in the air. “There,” spoke the young colt with a sense of pride. “Your fire’s smaller.” The dragon chuckled, “You may pass ponies. You have but one more trial ahead.” The ponies stormed off upon the path. After running for what seemed like hours, The ponies came into a clearing. There was a roaring fire in a pit bigger than their house. On the other side were their parents, caged and in a sleeping spell. Out of the woods a hooded unicorn stepped out. “Hello, Are you here for those two?” The figure was intimidating. “W-we just want our mommy and daddy back.” Stuttered the younger foal. “Very well, but first you must answer my riddle. “Clearing his throat he continued, “If a pegasus falls from a higher space, and the unicorn falls from grace, and the earth pony falls back in pace, from where does Celestia fall?” They thought, perplexed at the riddle. They pondered it for almost an hour, the older pony KNEW she had heard it before, from when she was a little foal. But how did it go... Then it came to her. Standing up she stated, “She leads the fall of the whole pony race.” Clapping the hooded unicorn said, “Well done, It seems I owe you two parents. Now let me put you back home.” stated the unicorn charging up its magic. “Wait!” shouted the filly, “Why did you go through all this trouble?” She could see a tear roll off the bittersweet smirk underneath the hood. “Because, it just gets so dreadfully lonely at night.” “It doesn’t have to be lonely. I coul-” But before she finished, she was in her backyard. She looked towards the forest, from whence she came, and she could of swore she saw a hooded pegasus fly from where the unicorn just was. The filly shook it off as a coincidence. She just wished she could’ve finished her offer of friendship. She looked around and smiled. She was back home. With her family. She even had her ball. THE END
IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: CONITUATION DEPENDENTOkay guys. These were the first three fics I ever wrote, The Lost Ball being the first. They were all written in the first week of may last year. I would make a thread and each post would be a paragraph. They were all written within 90 minutes at night time. They were refined in the morning. So what I am asking you guys is this: do you want more? If you do I need bed time esque ideas that you want ponified. As you may or may not be able to tell, all the stories are original, not pinnochio with ponies. So I need morals and such that you would like to see. Message me, comment here, I don't care. This is on pause either way until I finish my main fic, An Azure Future. Then if there are any ideas I will begin working on them as I please in the original style of post by post on ponychan. Thank you for your time.
