Feather's Story (the story of two worlds)
I scratched my head. I was positive I had flown in the right direction. So why was I in a very creepy forest with dark clouds over it ALL the time? I sighed and finnaly admitted defeat before pulling out my map. I guess you could say I'm stubborn. So I had only pulled out my map when I first started my journy. After that no more map.
However what I saw made me very happy. I was apperantly in the everfree a god-forsaken place. No that was not what made me happy. What made me happy was that Ponyville was right next to it. I changed into my disguised form. An origanal that I had made myself. While I looked like a changling (with a cutie mark) my pony blood gave me the ability to make up a pony form instead of having to borrow one like most changlings. My disguise a blue pegasus with light blue hair that was always pulled back with red ribbon. My cutie mark was panther. I always keep my cutie mark.
I took flight and as I started flying I saw an apple orchard. Well I decided to stop down and see if anypony could tell me where ponyville was and how long it would take to get there. I landed down where I saw a yellow filly about 13 proudly displaying a cutie mark and bucking apple trees. That mark must have been new the way she swung her hip happily. She had a beautiful cutie mark. A jar of some sort of multy colered jam. I wonder what her mark means?
"Hiya there!" she called out happily.
"Hi do you know how far from Ponyville this place is?"
"Only a 15 minute flight in that direction." she responded nodding her head.
"Thank you." I was about to set off when my stomach decided to make things difficult by rumbling.
"Ohhh! Ya hungry?"
"Only a little."
"The noise your belly made says otherwise. Come with me." What could I do? So I followed her. We trotted to some farm house and along the way we passed two grown ponies. An oarnge mare with a creamy mane and a big red stallion. As we passed them the filly would yell "Come on yall we got company". They nodded and started to set down whatever it was they where doing. The filly turned to me and siad "So I forgot to ask your name."
My mind raced. Should I tell her my real name or a fake one. It needed to be a fake. I just blurted "Uhhhhhh my name is Feather." Dang it I told her the real one. Oh well what was the chance somepony would figure out that I was a changling.
"Graaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy Smmmmiiittttttthhhhhh ! Weee got company!" Then turning to me she continued "Sorry I furgot ta tell ya my name. I'm AppleBloom."
"Nice to meet you AppleBloom."
"Ohhhh right now yall younger ones. I start on the da sarfaras and the griniffs." I turned to Apple-Bloom confusion clouding my face. She only needed to look at me before she understood what I was thinking.
"Sorry bout Granny Smith she'z a gettin on in her years." She turned to the kitchen and yelled "No Granny Smith yall needs to start lunch."
"Yeah all right youngun stop yer fussin." Apple Bloom turned to me and said "So what does your mark mean?"
"Oh this it means stealth and the ability to hide in the shadows."
"Oh well thats intrestin. Don't rightly know how that would help ya?"
"Oh it helps. I am curios what does your mark mean?"
"It means I'm good at making Zap Apple Jam."
"What is Zap Apple Jam?"
"Ya dont know what Zap Apple Jam is?"
"Nope." After that came a five minute rant about how Zap Apple Jam was one of the best products of the Apple family that ended like this.
"And further more the jam is the only way to perserve Zap Apples. They are a magic fruit and so it takes a long and complicated process to make such a thing. Being a magic fruit it makes a amazing jam. Why we have to paint polka dots, be nice to bees, and sing to the water in bunny suits. And those are just some of the process. We sell to filthy Rich and Zap Apple Jam FOUNDED Ponyville. The Apples FOUNDED Ponyville. And so that is why YOU have to have to have to have some.!"
"Ok I will have some." I turned and muttered to myself "It isn't like I had any qualms about it in the first place." Then the oarange pony came in and started barking orders for making lunch and practicly tied me to the chair when I got up to help. Later I learned her name was Applejack. And so thats how I got roped (almost literaly) into a 1 1/2 hour lunch with the Apple family.
Feather's Story (the story of two worlds)
As I approtched the town I saw a confusing pink blur racing around. It went from pony to pony. Maybe it was a giant ball of cotton candy the where throwing around? Suddenly it barelled strait towards me as it got closer I could tell it was a pony that somehow could spin at the speed of light. As it twirled towards me I sidesteped just in time to avoid being hit. I heard a sickening crash as whoever it was hit the building behind me.As I turned and saw a pony with stars dancing the tango with birds while twirling around her head I wasn't sure if I should ask how she did that or go help. She answered my question my question by jumping and smiling. What happened next was shocking and annoying. Warning it was very very very annoying. I owe my sanity to a filly that jumped in and saved me from what I later learned is called extreme Pinkyness.
"HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!How you doing?My name is Pinkaminea Diane Pie but you can call me Pinke or Pinkie Pie or Miss Pie but thats not the point the point is that you have to be new in town beacuase I know EVERYPONY and when I say every pony I mean everypony and when I say know everypony I mean I am friends with everypony and I love meeting new ponies becuase it means new friends and it means I get to throw a party and I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so happ to meet you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Suddenly a orange blur barreled towards me. Oh no another what was her name. Pammy Pan or something. Not that I dont care but when somepony speaks that fast you can't understand them. The orange pony stopped and turns out she was a orange pegases and not crazy. The not crazy was a relif.
"Hi Pinkie Pie" the orange pony spoke up. Pinkie Pie that was the mares name. "Don't you wanna go plan her party" The pink mare gave a cunfused look before screaming
"OK!!!!!!!!!!!!" and bouncing. I hoofed myself in the face and turned to the orange pony. She had a magenta mane and a scooter with a pair of wngs.
"Sorry about Pinkie she is a little odd."
"More than a little."
"Oh I am sorry I forgot to ask your name. What was it?"
"Feather."
"Well how about a tour of Pony-ville.By the way my name is Scootaloo." Then before I could say a word she took to the skies and said "Come on!!" I sighed and flew up with her. "So thats the school and thats the library and thats Sugar Cube Corner." I half listened to her half thought about how things where going back home. Was Mom okay? How where those annoying headaches she was having? Was she sick? How was Minka (my pet Mantacor)? "Well!???!!??!!"
"Oh um what?" I said turning to face Scootaloo while my face went red with embarasment.
"Where are you staying for the night?"
"Well I came to visit my family and I was gonna stay with them but I can't cuase I don't know where they are and it's to late to find them. So I'll probly stay in a hotel untill tommorow."
"Sorry to disapiont but Pony-ville doesn't have any hotels."
"Oh."
"But I bet I know your family who are they?"
"Orange Cream-Swirl and Dart."
"Ohh their out of town and wont be back till Saturday."
"What day is it?"
"Wednesday. But never fear I know somepony who will let you stay for the night." We landed at someplace with a sighn that said Carousel Botique. Scootaloo knocked on the door and a white pony with a curly pastel pink and purple mane and tail and a needle and pink thread cutie mark showed up.
"Scootaloo! What do you need?" she gasped her voice was sweet and smooth but with a hint of excitment. "Ohh who is this?
"This is Feather. She needs a place to stay for the night. Could she crash here?"
"So long as it's alright with Rarity."
"Sweeeetiee Bellle whom is it darling?" Some-pony walked in the room she was white with three diamonds for a cutie mark and a perfectly styled purple mane and tail.
"Hi Rarity this pony needs a place to stay and I figured it would be nice if she could stay here?"
"Of course! Sweetie Belle why don't your get ready for bed it's 10:30. Oh and Scootaloo aren't you having your sleepover at Rainbow Dashes this weekend. As for you Miss ______?"
"Umm Feather my names Feather."
"Feather the guest bedroom is right this way." And in this way she bossed ever-pony into going and doing what she wanted without telling them to do anything. I stared out the guest bedrooms. For some reason I felt deep down HOPE. HOPE I would find my family. HOPE peace would come between the changlings and Equestria. HOPE that I would make friends and everthing would be fine. And I went to sleep happy and filled with HOPE.
Feather's Story (the story of two worlds)
"Now you are sure that your ready?"
"Yes Mom. My saddle bag is full of bits and a couple of apples."
"But what if you need love?"
"Mom you know I don't feed of love."
"Anything can happen."
"I'll be fine!"
"I know I just love you so much."
"Don't worry Mom I WILL be back soon."
"I know you can stand up to anything my little war princess." I smiled as a guard burst through the door.
"Chrysalis we have some new about the changelings in Cnaterlot prisons."
"Tell me later." she turned around and told me by.
"Bye Mom!" I cantered off through the door. I was a bit nervous but it would be sooooo much fun when I found my dad and sister. Didn't have much to go on exept for last Mom had heard of him he was in Ponyville. Other than that I only had thier picture and thier names. My sister was Orange Cream-Swirl she was a light creamy orange. She had a light orange and a slightly darker orange hair. Her hair was straight with a little curl on the end. She was a uni and had amber eyes with thick eyelashes and light freckles below her eye.
And dad was a dark blue and barely lighter dark blue patches. He has round dark green eyes. His mane and tail were trimmed neatly. It was in light blue and dark blue shades. He was wearing a red watch and a pair of round red glasses.
"Bye honey! Use one of your origanal disguises. No borrowing. That's safer."
"O-kay!" I galloped heading toward the take-off pad. As I jumped taking flight I smiled. This was my home and as soon as I had visited for a while I would return to my home. I would always be Chrysalis's duaghter. Her war princess. And she would always be my mother.
