The life of a simple unicorn

Chapters

Beginning.
Life before and entering Ponyville
Chapter 3

Beginning.

It began a dim yet simple day in Ponyville. I had been strolling along in the Everfree forest, I was a brave pony. I dared to walk in there without any fear at all, there is a story for that; But I will save it for later. I looked for a nice spot to picnic, and I found one. It was a spot under a tree, by a dingy swamp. I hadn't taken the time to think that maybe some odd insect may fly into my food. I sat my basket down and grabbed out my blanket. I laid the blanket upon the moist ground, which was soft and mushy, my hooves were getting a bit muddy. “Eech.” I said as the softened dirt squished on my hooves making me sink a little. Even for my petite size, I still sank a little. I flattened the blanket out more and placed my basket on top of it. I didn’t particularly want to get the blanket all muddy, but seeing as I had already placed it on the moist dirt, it really didn’t matter. So I stepped onto it and opened my basket. I placed my food on the blanket and opened my sandwich first. I bit into it and was filled was glee. The sandwich had been simply scrumptious. “Mmmm.” sounded from my throat in satisfaction. I finished the sandwich, and proceeded to the next item.

The next thing I reach for was my snack, a small brownie. I ate it in one bite, now this...THIS was very amazing to me. It was almost near perfect, though the only perfect thing was...the one special somepony to me. That pony was amazing, and perfect, I couldn't even come close to describing that pony. Nor could I explain how much I loved and cared about that pony. When suddenly, I heard my name being called in the distance. I hurried up and grabbed my cupcake. I bit into it and suddenly, my eyes grew large...it was the single most amazing cupcake I had ever eaten... now, THIS was near perfect. Screw the brownie, this cupcake was much better. I heard my name again. I looked that way and packed up my blanket and food cases. I looked in that direction again to see my friends, calling my name.

I called out to them; “Over here guys!”. They directed their attention towards the direction I was in. They seen me and ran towards me. “IceCube, have you been here the whole time?” Rainbow Dash said. “Yeah, I have.” I replied. “We were worried sick about you!” Pinkie Pie exclaimed. I chuckled and walked over to them. “C’mon, lets go.” I strutted off with them and my basket levitating. I forgot to mention that I am a unicorn, didn't I? Oh, well you know now. But anyways, we walked out of the forest and walked to the Sugar Cube Corner. I sat down my basket, and myself. I yawned and motioned Dashie and Pinkie over my way silently. They walked over to me and sat down. "Hey, Pinkie-" I started to say. "Yeah, IceCube?" She cut in. "Can you get me a cup of coffee; Regular, 2 spoons of sugar, and a quarter of a cup of that really good chocolate creamer you have." I had finished saying. "Okie dokie lokie!" She replied happily. She had always been happy, even when I came to Ponyville, I remember it like yesterday...

Life before and entering Ponyville

I walked off of the train, I had lived in Fillydelphia. I had an amazing job, it paid good, and it was the job of my dreams. I was (and still am) a professional artist. I just got out of college. I needed to move though, because I finally got the bits to move into a house. I didn't want to live in Fillydelphia any longer. The rent was too high, and Ponyville had very low priced houses. I also remember going there as a child with my parents to go to The Sugar Cube Corner. They ALWAYS had the best cupcakes. I remembered how I always seen the colors and I smelled the frosting. I would get one cupcake. Every year or so we would go back. Until a few years later. . . It had happened.

My mother and father were on a train, coming back from Manehattan, there was an elegant party there. I had lived like an aristocrat. I wasn't too fond of how the peasants were treated. It wasn't the times of Aristocracy and peasantry, but I was still taught as if it were. We were rich. They were poor. That is all that mattered to my parents, that we had money. They were at that party. On the way home, there was. . . a train wreck, derailed. They were killed shortly after the wreck in a hospital. I got the call a day later, I was still in school, which can give you the idea I was still young. I was old enough to understand the concept of life and death. I was around 10 or 11.(Which is how I became fearless this is the story behind it.) So I got a call, I was thinking maybe it was my parents. "H-hello?" I said gingerly. "Is this Ice Cube?" I heard an unfamiliar voice say. "Y-yes it is, sir." I said a in a timid soft voice. "Well, I have some very bad news for you..." I heard the nice stallion say. I gulped at that. Fear shot through my body instantly and I stood there in horror. I bit my lip and tears were beginning to fill my eyes. "Y-yes?" I said in a shy, but fearful tone. "Well... your parents have-" I cut him short and sputtered out: "They died, didn't they?" I said in a groggy low tone. The fear had left, as did my happiness. He started again. "Yes, they did. I am so sorry young miss." Tears had began flowing down my face and my lip began to quiver. "Umm, excuse me; Icecube?"I heard him say, I had forgotten about him being on the phone. "Y-yes-s s-sir?" I said stuttering. "Where is your apartment and the number?" He asked. "It is in Phillydelphia, it is the one down the street from the bakery, room 610." I replied to his question, I trusted him enough. "I am detective Sherlock Hooves" He said to me. "Alright..." I said a little more calm. "I will be there in a little bit, okay?" he said assuring me. "Okay." I said "Goodbye, Mr.Hooves." I said to him. "Goodbye miss IceCube."

I waited there for him as I cried. I was 10. Now, i lived alone? I had so much ahead of me, and now my life was spiraling straight down. No parents. No friends. No loves. My life had been destroyed by two deaths. I had no other family members left in my life. I cried. I cried hard too. I was wailing and sobbing and I heard a knock at my door, I hushed myself and looked out the peep hole. It was my neighbor. I opened up my door. My eyes were redder than tomatoes. "IceCube, whats wrong?" She asked. "Miss Green...My parents died...."I said solemnly. She gasped and embraced me and hushed me. "Its alright hun...its alright." I began to cry again. I seen a stallion with a trench coat on. "Miss IceCube?" I heard him say, I looked over. "Yes, sir?" I said without stuttering. "Hello, I am detective Sherlock Hooves." He said to me. A little rush of happiness came to me. "Oh, hello!"I said in a happy tone, covering my sadness. He extended his long arm to shake my hoof. I shook it instantly. After he told me that the train was derailed and they were killed instantly, I told him I had no family to live with, so he took me under his wing. I became even more tough over the years.

I went to college, and then I moved to Ponyville. When I stepped off of the train I was greeted happily by Pinkie Pie. She ran up to me with her party cannon and began to sing. I smiled slightly but not too much and walked away with a smug look on my face. She looked at me with a confused look in her face. "But... I am never shrugged off like this..." She said solemnly. I kept walking. I heard her words, but ignored her. I didn't feel I needed friends. All I needed was a place to stay and settle. I finally got to my house. It was a large house with two floors. A nice kitchen, nice bathroom, and nice bedroom. It was also close to the sugar cube corner, it was perfect! I got my bits and went shopping. I didn't have any luggage besides my saddle bag. Inside was: My lucky pencil, my sketch pad, pictures, bits, and my key to my new home. I walked out the door so I could go shopping. I stepped out of the door and seen her again.

"HELLO NEW PONY!" She yelled excitedly. "What do you want from me?" I snapped at her in a serious and annoyed tone. She looked at me then glanced at the glare I was giving her. She then backed away slowly giving me a dull look. She looked sad, but I chose not to attempt friendships. I did fine through life without friends, though I had but one through college. I was just hoping I would see him again. He told me where he was going to work; It is where I work now. I got in there through my drawings. His name was Watson Clopson. He was the love of my life. (He still is!). But, she didn't give up quite yet. She came up behind me saying: "New pony why are you sad? Turn that frown upside down!" I looked at her and decided to ask:" Where is the Sugar Cube Corner; you must have some sort of use to me." She looked at me for a second smiling and replied with; " Oh! I work there! Why do you ask?" I looked at her. "When I was younger I always went there, I always loved their cupcakes..." I said drifting off and smiling for the first time since graduation, when...he kissed my cheek. I smiled a lot. But she showed me the way and I talked to her a bit and became friends with her.Me and her talked about how much we loved cupcakes and sweets. I avoided the party conversation; I didn't want to think about my parents' deaths at the party. She lead me into the Sugar Cube corner and I walked up to the counter. I smiled when I seen Mrs. Cake. I said hello and introduced myself; Telling her my parents' names....- My thoughts were cut off by Dashie saying my name.

Chapter 3

"IceCube! Hey!" I heard Dashie say as I snapped out of my thoughts. "Huh---What?" I said confused for a second. "You were staring off in space and you shed a few tears, and-" I cut her short. "No need to go on, sorry I was in some deep thought is all." I said to her reassuringly. "Oh okay. Well here is your coffee." Dashie said sliding it over to me. "Oh! When did Pinkie drop it off here?!?" I said surprised "Also; Where did she go?" I asked her. "Oh, she had to use the bathroom." Dashie replied."Oh okay. I was just wondering." I said and sipped my coffee.

Pinkie Pie came back within a few minutes. I looked at the clock; it read: 20:00 (8:00 pm). I sipped more coffee than asked: "So, how did you two know to look for me in the Everfree forest anyways?" "Oh, why wouldn't we know? You are always there, silly!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed laughing a bit. I took this in and kinda laughed. "You're right I am always there!" I said giggling a bit. I hadn't even realized it. I loved the place that everyone hates. Well fears at least. I was different from others; Of course. But, I realized something..I need to go to Fillydelphia!

'I needed to visit Mr. Hooves. It has been years since I have! Oh; How could I forget to visit my caretaker in so long?!?!?' I had thought to myself. I drank the rest of my coffee it was now 20:30 (8:30 pm). I looked at Pinkie Pie and Dashie. "Hey, I'm going to go home now; Okay?" I said to them. "Yeah it's fine; it's getting late anyways. Be safe!" I heard Dashie and Pinkie call out. I smiled and said goodbye as I began to walk home. Suddenly; My eyes filled with tears and a jolt of pain went through my hind right leg. I bit my lip to hide the cries. I continued to walk with tears streaming down my face rapidly.

I finally made it home. I levitated my basket and grabbed my bag out of it. I grabbed my bag and found my key. I hurriedly unlocked my door and fell straight to the floor in agony. I screamed out as my hind leg twitched. This pain was excruciating. I couldn't take it. I wailed out in pain with more tears falling from my eyes. I laid there sobbing on my floor. My arthritis was acting up. It had NEVER been this terrible before. I pulled myself up and forced myself to my medicine cabinet across the room. I cried out as I put more weight on it. I needed to muffle my cries, so I trotted a little bit to the left of the room and grabbed a pillow and levitated it in front of my mouth. I rushed over to my cabinet and searched for my pain killers. I finally found them; Dropped my pillow and took them. I also grabbed my instant numbing medicine and my syringe. I quickly got some medicine into it and stabbed it into my leg and then pumped the medicine in. I felt great afterwards. My hind leg was numb but that was fine. I then picked up my things and wiped up my tears. I walked up to my bedroom and went to sleep.

*Beep-Beep-Beep-Beep* Sounded my alarm clock. I groggily rolled over with a sigh. My neck was stiff and my body was aching. I let out a loud groan and rolled off of my bed falling with a loud thud. I pushed myself up and fixed my bed yawning. I then walked over into my bathroom. I turned my shower on and brushed my teeth. I looked at my clock; It had read: 4:45 (4:45 am). I set it for an hour later. The water had now been warm; I rinsed my mouth out and grabbed a towel from my towel closet. I hung it up on my metal bar above my commode. I got in my shower and sat there for about 45 minutes and then began to scrub myself. The hot water felt great on my body. I cleaned myself up and got out when I heard my alarm. I grabbed my brush and dryer. I dried my mane and tail after brushing it. My mane was dry and so was my tail. I grabbed my brush for my tail and brushed it. It looked great now. I grabbed my comb and combed out my mane. It looked wonderful afterwards. I grabbed my clothes for work; I dressed and grabbed my briefcase; I grabbed my items and place them inside of it. I ran down my steps and got breakfast I began to eat when I heard the phone. I chewed and swallowed my breakfast; Then answered my phone.

"Hello?" I said answering it. "Hey; IceCube, when do you leave for work?" I heard Dashie say. "Oh! Well actually, I go to the coffee shop first and then go to work; I have an hour. "Oh okay! Do you mind if me and Pinkie Pie come to the coffee shop with you; Maybe?" I heard Dashie ask me. "Oh! You two can come for sure!" I said to her happily. "I have to catch my bus soon though!" I said quickly. "Hey, wait! Where is the coffee shop at?" She asked. "Like 8 buildings down from my work; same side of the street." I said to her. "Okay!" Dashie said. "I gotta go now; bye!" I said hanging up my phone and I grabbed my key and locked the door. I left and ran to the bus stop; With my luck it was still there. I hopped on and sat down for the wait.

I looked across the aisle to see a small filly and her mother. I smiled at her when she waved at me. She then walked across the aisle to me. Her mother was keeping a close eye on her. The small filly looked at me and began to ask: "Excuse me miss, Why are you so dressed up? Ohhh are you a lawyer? You have a briefcase!" "Oh, well I work in Fillydelphia, I have a briefcase yes, but I am a professional artist!" I exclaimed to her and she smiled at me so I smiled back. Her mother looked over again. "Excuse me, I was wondering; If you live in Ponyville...Why do you work in Fillydelphia?" "Well, until I was 10 I lived with my parents and then when I graduated college, I moved to Ponyville. A week before I applied for a job; which is where I work now." I said to her. She looked at me with a concerned face. I looked back at her. "Hmm?" I said. "Oh, it's nothing. I just wanted to know...What did you mean by you lived with your parents until you were 10?"She asked. "Well, my parents died when I was 10. So I got a new caretaker.." "Oh..." The filly's mother said sullenly. The bus had reach the stop in Fillydelphia by now.

Author's Note

Please tell me if there are any mistakes. Thanks! ~MuffinDerp