Chapter 1
It was a normal day, well for most ponies that is. It was a sunny day; everypony was going about their daily routines. Buying food at the market, getting sweets at Sugarcube Corner. Mostly just a lot of getting food. But for Blue Brush, it was his first time out of the isolation he had been consumed by for the last 15 years.
He was sitting on a cloud looking for a potential victim of this so called “close friendship”. The idea confused him, but it also intrigued him. The idea of somepony he could bond with, "to" connect with. But who could connect with him? He was a loner pony, raised by a human.
Hmm... the human. He and his caretaker were so similar, almost carbon copies. They had the same color mane, different fur though light blue to pale peach. They liked the same books, "and" they even wore the same hoodie. But I guess that’s only because his hoodie was a gift from the human.
“Where was I?” Blue looked upon the crowd of busy ponies below him. He couldn’t find a single one who seemed like they might like him. But he had to find a friend. His caretaker told him it might help. He wanted somepony’s help, and their friendship.
