In his bed, Crimson slowly opened his eye's, he cocked his head to the left to see his mom sitting a few feet away, holding one of his toy's; she looked sad.

"Mom?" Crimson said with a gravely voice.

"Oh! Morning honey." She quickly put the toy down and walked over to Crimson's bed. "I was going to wake you up, sorry."

"It's OK mom, I love you." She put her right hoof on Crimson's head and softly brushed his hair; he smiled. Crimson removed the bed sheet and hopped out of bed. Crimson and his mom walked downstairs. They didn't rush as much as yesterday, they slowed down a bit and ate breakfast together, once the both of them had had their cereal and a quick wash, they begun to walk to Ponyville High.

Unlike yesterday, the sun wasn't out at all, there were dark clouds hovering above Ponyville; it was probably going to rain. Crimson was still extremely happy to be outside. Since Crimson had left the house later this time, he could see more ponies walking to school. He felt just like one of them, he felt like he wasn't that different anymore. In the distance, Crimson could see Vinyl walking to school; all by herself. It was quite sad to see somepony being all alone with all these ponies around.

Crimson wanted to go over there and give her company but was slightly embarrassed about being with his mom while everypony else was with their friends.

"Mom, do you see that mare over there?" He pointed to Vinyl.

"Yes I see her. What about her."

"Well she's my friend and she's all alone. So is it alright if I walk with her to school?"

"That's fine dear. Let's go over there right now." Before she could take one step forward, she was pushed back by Crimson.

"No mom, I mean like, just me and her." Crimson felt kinda bad for his mom when her smile turned to a frown. She looked down to the ground.

"Oh, are you sure?"

"Yeah, mom."

"OK honey. I'll see you after school, then. I love you."

"Oh, mom. Would it also be alright if I could walk back home with my friends too?"

"Well............Fine, but don't be late."

"I promise, mom." Crimson hugged his mom and she hugged back. She then turned and begun her travel back home, she was fighting back tears; she didn't want Crimson to feel bad.

Unknowing of his mothers feeling's, he ran off to see Vinyl. He quickly caught up with her and said 'Hi'.

"Hey Crimson. How ya feelin'?"

"I'm doing good. Is it all right if I walk with you?"

"Sure. Are you excited for your first game of hoofball today?" Crimson had heard of hoofball before but never played it.

"I've never really played it."

"Then your in for a real treat, it's really fun. Too bad I can't play, I have to go into the girl group where we do boring stuff."

"Why can't you just come into our group?"

"I dunno. They're probably just sexist or something." Not knowing what 'sexist' meant, Crimson just nodded his head in agreement.

On their way to Ponyville High they met up with Thunderlane and Heartsworth. They all talked about what they did after school. Vinyl had listened to music, Thunderlane read some of his comic books and Heartsworth went to see his grandmother.

"What did you do Crimson?" Heartsworth asked. Crimson hadn't really done anything so he quickly made something up on the spot.

"Oh, I ugh, listened to music while I read comics at my grandma's............." It was hard for Crimson to talk about his grandmother because he'd never seen her, hell he didn't even know if he had one. The only family he knew was his mother. They all gave Crimson confused looks but quickly shrugged them off.

They had arrived at the school now and the group were just in time for their first lesson. They headed to the field where Crimson had learned to fly. It was covered in mud. Mrs Ports was teaching the class again which was good since she was kind and Crimson found her funny.

Most of the class was already there, Crimson saw that they were all helping Mrs Ports set up the hoofball match. The game looked quite strange, ponies were moving around and standing in specific places wearing colored T-shirts showing which team they were on: Red team or Blue.

Crimson looked around and saw all the mares situated to the far right of the field, they were wearing cheerleader costumes and dancing around. Crimson noticed a very embarrassed mare that wasn't joining in with the rest, it was Vinyl. (She was still wearing the costume though). All the stallions were whistling to them as well, Crimson tried copying but only got evil looks from the studs.

Seeing all the mares dressed up like that made Crimson feel kind of strange; something that he hadn't felt before. He couldn't explain it, but he did know it felt sorta good. He didn't know what to do with the feeling so he tried to ignore it.

It was beginning to rain and Crimson didn't know if they were still going to play, he went to Mrs Ports to ask. She was going into a small shelter with a long bench inside, she was accompanied by a smaller pony who's leg was in white cast. The small stallion had a light blue coat and long yellow hair. His cutie mark was a yin-yang symbol.

"Oh, hi Crimson." Mrs Ports said. "Would you mind looking after Cross for me?"

"Oh, Sure." Crimson took a seat next to Cross, he looked sorta sad. Mrs Ports seemed to be going off to split up two stallions that were fighting.

"You don't have to sit here if you don't wanna, I don't really care."

"Nah, I don't mind. How did you do that?" He pointed to the cast. He seemed like he didn't want to talk about it.

"My name's Crimson Fire, but you can call me Crimson if you like." He extended his right hoof for a hoof bump. Crimson was left hanging, all Cross did was nod his head.

"I've never seen you around Ponyville before, where ya from?"

"I'm, uh, from Manehatten."

"Cool, I've always wanted to go there. I was born here." Crimson and Cross were watching Mrs Ports shouting at RT and somepony he was fighting. The scary thing was that they had fought for ten seconds and RT had given the other pony a black eye and a nose bleed; RT was unharmed.

"I hate RT." Cross said depressingly.

"C'mon Cross. I'm pretty sure you don't hate him."

"No, I really do. You didn't go to my middle school."

"What did he do?"

"A lot of things really, they were all bad. I don't know why but anytime he does anything to me I just let him. I can't stand up for myself."

"Why don't you tell somepony? Like a teacher."

"There's no point. All the teachers say that they'll fix the problem, but they don't." Crimson was finally realizing what school was like, it wasn't all sunshine and daisies. It was a tough place.

"Why does he do things like that anyway?"

"Well he makes fun of me because this one time in middle school my mom came in drunk. I felt like dying that day, it was so embarrassing."

"OK class! Come here please." Mrs Ports screamed.

"Looks like you have to go now." Crimson slowly got up and begun walking to the teacher. He turned around while walking away to say some final words to Cross.

"Don't worry buddy. If anything happens, just call and I'll try and help." Cross said goodbye and even smiled as well.

Crimson made his way to Mrs Ports like the rest of the class, it was now raining and to Crimson it felt great. The small drops of water splashing on his body and hair making him drenched made Crimson happy. The other students didn't think the same as Crimson, even the mares had gone under a shelter like the one Crimson was in.

Everypony was now standing near Mrs Ports, Crimson was standing with Heartsworth.

"Alright class today were playing a little hoofball." She had to slightly raise her voice due to the rain and wind. "I'm going to explain how to play just in case somepony doesn't know." Mrs Ports looked at Crimson when she said that.

"Aw c'mon, everypony knows how to play." Thunderlane said from the crowd.

"Thunderlane. Shut it." Everypony laughed at Mrs Ports little comeback.

"The aim of the game is for a single pony to take this hoofball," She lifted up a hoofball with both of hooves. It was a perfect circle with the colors red and blue. "and try and get it into that hole over there." Just like when she pointed to the finish line yesterday, she pointed to a small hole in the ground a few yards away. "The only rule is that if you have wings or a horn, your not allowed to use them.

"How do we get the hoofball off the other pony?" Crimson questioned, a couple ponies chuckled at him.

"Good question Crimson. You can get the hoofball by any means necessary." She gave a little evil smirk once she had said it. Mrs Ports took ten steps away from the group and shouted 'Are you ready?!'

"But wait, what if one of us gets injured?" Crimson's question was unanswered. Mrs Ports blew her whistle and threw the hoofball, it went flying towards the hole at the end of the field. It respectfully landed at the halfway point.

"Go!" Suddenly everypony started running to the hoofball. Crimson was left behind.

"Well go then!" Crimson was shocked and quickly looked at the herd of ponies running from him. He didn't want to make Mrs Ports angry so he decided to just try it and play. He sped off, trying to catch up with the other ponies. Surprisingly, he caught up with them pretty fast.

He was now a part of the herd and he saw the hoofball only a few meters away, everypony was determined to grab the hoofball. They were all shouting and drenched from the rainwater.

Somepony dived for the ball and successfully managed to scoop it up, but that success lasted for about a nanosecond as another pony tackled him straight to the ground.

"Thunderlane!" Crimson yelled. Thunderlane was running next to him. "I don't think I can tackle somepony like that."

"Well your gonna have to if you don't wanna get tackled yourself." He quickly charged into the pony with the ball and it went flying into the air. There was a scramble to get but the one to catch it was RT, no pony tried to take it from him. He just stood there holding the ball with a smirk on his smug face.

"So, which one of you wimps are gonna try taking this ball from me?" No pony did anything, they all just stood there staring at RT. They were all afraid.

RT threw the ball straight up in the air. He took his eyes of everypony and just gazed at the high flying ball. Bad mistake. He wasn't paying attention and got tackled by a certain orange alicorn. RT got knocked back and the ball had smashed back into the ground, it took the rest of the class a moment to confirm what Crimson had done, once the moment was over they went back to fighting for the hoofball. RT was pissed.

Crimson and RT slowly got off the ground and looked at each other, Crimson hadn't realized what he had done.

"Sorry about that." Crimson said calmly. "Thunderlane said I should if I didn't want to be-"

"You just made a bad choice, dickhead." RT ran off to get the ball again, he knocked into Crimson on the way making him fall to the ground. When he hit the ground, he just quietly laughed at the fact that RT had said 'dick'. Crimson stood up and ran towards the crowd of ponies.

The ball was thrown into air again and Crimson went for it, he dived through the herd and snatched the ball. He was squeezing the ball close his chest. Crimson was stoked that he had easily got the hoofball, in fact he was just stoked to have had the ball. The hoofball felt hard, if it was thrown at somepony it would really hurt.

"I got it! I got it! I got i-" RT slammed straight into him and he was struck into the ground. RT got up and stood over Crimson.

"Sorry about that." He said sarcastically. RT had obviously put more power and strength into his tackle than Crimson had. For the first time at Ponyville High, Crimson was in pain, nothing too serious, but still pain. RT's shoulder had directly connected with Crimson's stomach and he got slight whiplash from smashing into the mud. The herd ran off and continued to play their game, leaving Crimson to wallow in the mud. Crimson coughed and tried to block out the pain, he didn't want to play anymore.

Crimson slowly got back up and wiped some of the mud of of him, he looked around and saw all the mares under a shelter, some dancing around and others just sitting down and talking. He saw Vinyl sitting on a bench; alone. Crimson was kind of scared of RT right now and didn't really want to 'meet up' with him again so he decided to go and see Vinyl.

Crimson begun walking across the field, his hooves were now completely covered with mud, he liked how soft and wet the mud was, it was nice. The only bad point was that he was slightly limping. He noticed the male teacher talking to another teacher outside the shelter, they were speaking of confidential things like test results, new students and which teacher had the best ass.

Crimson arrived just outside the shelter and was given confused looks from everypony, except for Vinyl.

"Hey Crimson, d'you wanna sit with me?" Crimson took Vinyl's offer and trotted inside the shelter, most of the mares moved out of the way, not wanting to get wet or muddy. He took a seat next to Vinyl who made room for him on the bench.

"So, why aren't you playin' hoofball?"

"I got knocked over by RT."

"Is that it?."

"Well some stuff happened and I think he's ticked off with me."

"Oh he's ticked off with nearly everypony."

"So why aren't you dancing?"

"I don't want to! It's degrading." She pulled the skirt down a bit covering more of her hind legs which was weird because about ten minutes ago, she wasn't wearing anything. "This outfit is so stupid."

"I think you look beautiful." As soon as the words left Crimson's mouth, he blushed bright red. It must have embarrassed Vinyl too 'cause she blushed as well. An awkward silence occurred between the two ponies because they couldn't think of anything to say to each other. Crimson tried to break the silence by asking if it were going to stop raining. He didn't get an answer.

After a terribly awkward fifteen minutes of sitting with Vinyl, the bell rung out. All the mares went inside to take off the cheer leading costumes. Crimson managed to slip out without being noticed by the teacher. He sneaked into his group without anypony noticing. They were asked to quickly wash the mud and dirt off of them before their next lesson, they had Home Economics.

The locker room was full of ponies, the whole place was quite large so they had enough room to move around. While inside the locker room, Crimson met up with Heartsworth, he wanted to talk about what he said to Vinyl.

"You said she looked, what?!"

"Beautiful, I said she looked beautiful. It just slipped out!"

"Something like that doesn't just slip out."

"Yeah well it just did."

"She'll probably forget about it."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's not that important."

Crimson felt slightly better, he was happy that Heartsworth didn't laugh at him, well not a lot.

Crimson and Heartsworth arrived at their Home Economics class late by just a few minutes. The class was quite large with small counters for people to cook on. At the front of the classroom was a large blackboard with a recipe on it. There was a big drawn picture of a drink next to the ingredients. Next to the blackboard was the teachers desk with a little sign that read: Mr Hectare. He had short black hair and a beard. He had a silver coat and a bunch of numbers as his cutie mark (I guess his destiny was wrong).

"Good morning class, My name is Mr Hectare. Today we're going to be making a fruit punch, there are a few fruits and a juicer on everypony's table. As a small test today, I want to put you students into pairs at random so you can make some new friends." Most of the class groaned and whined, but Crimson thought it was a great idea. "I'm going to call out the pairs now and I don't want any moaning."

"OK Carrot Top your with Vinyl Scratch, Derpy Hooves your with Noteworthy, Thunderlane your paired with Bon-Bon, Crimson Fire your with Rarity, Caramel your paired up with Lyra and finally Heartsworth your with Colgate."

The class moved around to there partners and got there fruits ready, Crimson was the only one without a partner, he didn't even know what Rarity looked like. Crimson looked around the classroom and saw that everypony was beginning to make their drinks.

While he was looking around, Crimson didn't notice a mare walk up to him. She gently tapped him on the shoulder. Crimson turned to see a white coated mare, her face was covered in zits and spots, she was also wearing braces that gave her a lisp. Her hair was quite messy and she wore glasses.

"Are you Crimthon Fire?" She pronounced her 'S's as 'Th's.

"Oh, uh, yeah I'm Crimson Fire but you can call me Crimson if you like. Take a seat." He politely pulled out the chair next to him. Rarity took the offer and sat down next to him.

"Which fruit do you want to uthe?" Crimson was trying not to smile. It was terrible of him but he couldn't help finding it funny.

"I don't really know. What about the oranges?"

"Oh I don't really like orangeth." Crimson couldn't help himself, he accidentally chuckled. "I'm so sorry."

"It'th OK, I know it thoundth thilly."

Crimson felt really bad, he had an idea of how to make her feel better but didn't want to do it. He looked at her, she was frowning, it made him feel ten times worse.

"OK, so I've made you feel stupid so I guess it's my turn." Crimson dug around in his saddlebag which was by his hind legs. He took Mr Wiggles out and put him on the table.

"This is my teddy bear Mr Wiggles, I've had him since I was two and he goes anywhere with me. Sometimes when I can't get to sleep I cuddle up with him and pretend he hugs me back." Rarity put on a large smile and giggled, she had a cute little giggle.

"Really?"

"Yep. You wanna hold him?" Crimson gave the teddy bear to Rarity and she begun playing with it, she made it walk and made it wave at Crimson. They both laughed, Crimson and Rarity felt better.

"C'mon, let's make some fruit punch." He took Mr Wiggles back and put him in his saddlebag.

Crimson and Rarity made a fruit punch with strawberries, apples, kiwis and grapes. It tasted like crap, but they had fun making it.

During recess, Crimson played and talked with his friends, in just two days he had gained eight friends, he was definitely proud and joyful. His next lesson was Art, in it Crimson was asked to draw an image of a perfect day. Crimson drew a picture of him and his friends playing. Most of the students laughed, but Crimson still got an 'A'.

It was now lunch and Crimson was sitting at a table with all his friends. Like yesterday he had nothing but crap, food like ice cream, muffins pizza etc.

"Dude, if you keep eating like that, your gonna have a heart attack pretty soon." Vinyl advised. Crimson just laughed it off, he knew the gift would wear off, he wanted to make it last. He was sitting at the same table he was at the day before, but this time it had more ponies on it. Yesterday, he was sitting with Vinyl, Heartsworth and Thunderlane, but now Rail, Jet and Rarity had joined. Crimson felt like he was missing somepony.

Crimson looked around hoping to take away the missing feeling, he couldn't really see any other pony though. He tried to push it out of his system.

"Hey, does anypony know where the bathroom is?"

"It's over by the Science department, but I'd recommend waiting till you get home." Vinyl answered.

"Oh um, thanks." Crimson said. He left the table and went on the search for a toilet. He was happy to know that Vinyl had forgotten what he had said.

There were a few signs scattered around the school showing where lessons where found, Crimson saw one outside the cafeteria that read 'Science'. He went the way the sign pointed and after a little while he was standing outside the Science department, it was a long corridor with different rooms on the left and right. At the bottom of the corridor were two large blue doors.

Suddenly the door on the left slammed open and RT walked out, he had an evil smirk on his face.

"What are you lookin' at fag?" The fag he was referring to was Crimson.

"Oh me? I'm not looking at anything."

"Keep it that way." RT pushed past Crimson and walked back to the lunch room. The bathroom door opened again and Cross came out, his hair and face was dripping with water.

"Oh, hey Crimson." He didn't really make eye contact with him when he said that though.

"What just happened?"

"Um, nothing. Don't worry about it."

"Oh, well OK. If your going to the cafeteria your welcome to sit with us if ya like."

"Really?"

"Yeah sure! It's the table with Vinyl and Thunderlane on it."

"Thanks Crimson." Cross smiled and walked off.

Crimson looked at the bathroom doors, he went through the door that Cross came out off. The inside of the bathroom looked like a bomb had recently been dropped, the walls were covered in cracks and slime, the floor was covered in water (well Crimson hoped it was water). Some of the stall doors were hanging by their hinges and the ceiling was full of wet paper towels.

Crimson wanted to leave but was now extremely desperate. He trotted over to a stall and closed the hanging door, he stood and lifted up the toilet bowl with care. Suddenly a large and soggy paper towel landed on his head and went straight through his horn getting it stuck.

"Ew ew ew! Get it off! Get it off!" He begun batting his head trying to knock the paper towel off, but accidentally slipped on a puddle of water and fell head first into the toilet. The room was filled with gurgles and splashing. He swiftly swung his head out of the toilet and made a hard collision with the stall door, it came flying of it's one hinge and slammed to the ground. A large vibration went around the room making more wet paper towels fall off the ceiling. Crimson was now covered in wet paper towels.

Crimson ran backwards towards the sinks whacking all the paper towels off of his body. After more panicking and screaming he had presumably got all of them off. He went under the blow dryer and dried off, he still hadn't 'gone' but didn't want to try again. Crimson gave up and left the bathroom.

He re-entered the Science hallway, it was empty. Crimson started walking back to the cafeteria. It wasn't that far away and he was there in a minute or so.

Cross had joined Crimson's table making it now have seven ponies on, not counting Crimson. There was still ten empty spaces though. Crimson took his seat next to Rail and finished his lunch.

The last two classes Crimson had were Math and English, Math was great because Crimson had had a pop quiz and did pretty well, English was kinda bad because Crimson was caught talking and had to read from a book of poems in front of the class.

The final bell rang out and everypony was allowed to leave, Crimson was walking through a huge sea of ponies, he was getting hit in every direction. Crimson accidentally bumped into a mare and knocked her books on the floor.

"I'm so sorry!" Crimson lent down and picked all the books up, his eyes came up and met with the mare's, Crimson couldn't help but notice her's being, out of place. One was looking in one direction, while the other was looking at another. "Oh, cool, How do you make you're eyes do that?"

"Excuse me?" Her voice was a bit deep and she seemed offended.

"Your eyes. How do you make them do that?" She was standing in complete shock by how unknowingly rude Crimson was being. "Could you teach me how to do it?"

"Jerk!" She brought up her hoof and slapped Crimson's cheek, hard.

"Ouch! What was that for?" The grey mare angrily strode past Crimson, leaving him with a confused expression and a red cheek. He watched the strange mare walk off, the huge crowd of ponies had left and Crimson was standing alone in the hallway. Or so he thought.

"Hey Crimson, what just happened?" Crimson turned around to see Rail and Jet walking towards him.

"Oh, nothing. How's it going for you."

"Fine." Rail answered. "Except for numb-nuts over here spilling our fruit punch everywhere."

"Dude, you totally saw RT knock me!"

"Sure. Whatever you say."

"Hey," Crimson said. "do you guys wanna walk up to my house with me?"

"Sure. I''ll come." Rail answered.

"Me too." Crimson, Rail and jet left the school and walked up to Crimson's house, Crimson thought it was great to walk home with his friends, he got to know more about as well, like their ages, likes, dislikes, family and other stuff.

Crimson and his friends were now walking past Sugercube Corner, for some reason Rail and Jet were looking at the candy coated building strangely. Once they were done looking at the building, they looked at the clock tower to see what time it was.

"Hey, Crimson." Rail said. They both stopped walking.

"Yeah, Rail?"

"Do you wanna see something cool?" Crimson was confused but intrigued.

"I kinda have to get home."

"Oh, well alright. But me and Jet are gonna stay here for a sec." Crimson looked around to try and find his house, he could see it in the distance, it wasn't that far away, if he flew he could possibly get there in a few seconds. He looked back at Rail and Jet, they were walking around the back of Sugercube Corner. They turned a corner and Crimson couldn't see them anymore. Crimson decided to go with them, they couldn't take too long.

Crimson went behind Sugercube Corner and saw them pushing a small window open.

"Hello, again." Crimson said.

"Oh, decided to join us then." Jet replied.

"Well, yeah. What are you guys doing?"

"Well," Rail begun "we found out that every time it's 3:05, the employees that work here take a break."

"So?"

"So, if we're super quiet we can take some candy without 'em noticing."

"But, isn't that like stealing?"

"No, it is stealing. But it's only candy so it's probably OK."

"Mmm, well I guess you're right." Crimson still had a bad feeling but he didn't want to seem like a wuss, so he walked up to Rail and Jet and prepared to steal. Crimson went up to the window and peered though, he could see two ponies leaving the room, he looked around more and saw a pile of multi-colored candies sitting on a table just under him.

"OK, you guy's ready?" Jet asked.

"Yeah." Rail said.

"M-me too." Jet slowly opened the window and reached in, when he returned he had a small pile of candy in his hooves. Then it was Rail's turn, he also reached in and grabbed some candy. He put it all in his hat which was still on his head. And finally it was Crimson's turn, he cautiously eased himself through the window and was now looking at the candy in close-up.

There was a ton of candy in all different shapes and sizes, no pony would realize a bit of missing sweets. Anyway, Crimson reached down and grabbed some. A moment later, Crimson noticed a long piece of cotton candy, he loved cotton candy, Crimson dropped the candy he had already picked up and went for the pink cloud. But when Crimson tried to pull it, it didn't move, he pulled harder but it still didn't move.

"Ow!"

"What the!?" Crimson yelled. He looked up to check if the employees had heard, but no pony came down. He looked back at the talking cotton candy and only just noticed that the strip of pink fluff was leading of the table. On the edge of the table was a huge ball of cotton candy. Crimson grabbed the ball and pulled, he had more success, he managed to pull out an unknown pink mare. In fact, she wasn't unknown, Crimson had seen her at school before.

"Hi Crimson!" The pink mare screamed.

"H-how do you know my name?"

"I know everypony that goes to our school, Crimson. You gotta know me too." Crimson tried too remember her name, he knew he'd heard it before.

"Um, aren't you Pinkie Pie or something?"

"Yeah! You got it!" Crimson had to smile at her happiness. "What are you doing anyway?"

"Oh, I wanted to, uh, make a donation?" He lied.

"Why didn't you just come through the front door?"

"I, um, was shy."

"Oh, you silly!"

"So, what are you doing anyway?"

"I sorta help out around here."

"Cool." Her eye's weren't leaving Crimson's, she just kept staring and smiling. "Well, I'd best be going now."

"OK then! I'll see you tomorrow!"

"Oh, by the way, would it be alright if you don't tell anypony, remember I'm shy."

"Don't worry Crimson, I won't tell no pony, cross my heart and hope to fly stick a cupcake in my eye!"

Crimson smiled at her and she smiled back, she turned around and began to hop off. Crimson was watching her walk away when he accidentally moved his eye's to her posterior, he got that same strange feeling he had when he saw the cheerleaders, he couldn't explain it, but like last time it felt good.

Crimson took his head out of the window and realized that he was completely alone, Rail and Jet must have gotten bored and left. He didn't mind, the entire experience turned out pretty well, he didn't have to steal, he made a new friend and he was late.

"Oh no, I'm late!" Crimson quickly sprouted his wings and took off to get back his house.

Crimson arrived home at 3:30, he was running towards the front door, he slammed it open.

"Oh Crimson!" His mom was sitting in the kitchen, she looked worried. She got up from where she was sitting and hugged Crimson tightly. "Are you alright!?"

"Yeah mom I'm fine, just a bit late." For three straight minuets, she hugged Crimson. Refusing to let go. "OK, mom you can let go now."

"I was really worried."

"Seriously, mom. I'm fine."

"Alright." She slowly let go. "So how was you're day?" Crimson told his mom all about his day(leaving out the part about the school toilet and the near theft). That evening Crimson had dinner with his mom, finished his homework and read a comic book.

Crimson was lying in bed talking to his mom.

"So, you like this girl then?"

"Yeah. She's really cool, I've never seen her eye's though."

"Oooooh, my little Crimson's got a crush!" She teased.

"Mom!" They both happily laughed.

"You know I'm only joking, honey."

"Yeah, I know. Goodnight mom, I love you."

"I love you too, sweetheart." She gave him a hug and left the room. Crimson closed his eyes and slowly drifted to sleep. He had a strange dream that night, he had a dream of the cheerleaders, Pinkie's posterior and Vinyl Scratch.

Author's Note

If you have a funny idea or joke you would like to see in the story, mail me or put it in the comments and I may use it.