The creation of this fanfiction is a long story. I started this fanfiction four months ago, before the movie for the show came out. Travis123 helped write it with me. I almost posted it, but I felt it needed some editing and changes I was too lazy to make. After watching the movie, I felt a way of inspiration like a dragon was burning a thought furnace in my head. I keep the ticket I got for watching the movie in my jacket to remind myself I watched it and everyone I talk to about seeing it says "Eww". It's thanks to my beta editor Star shooterprincessgamer that this chapter was able to be posted. As long as I have an editor, I can continue a fanfiction I'm working on.

Disclaimer: I do not own My Little Pony

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There was this pony who had dreams of grandeur, but his dreams were outweighed by his psychotic tendencies and that eventually led to him becoming a misogynist, worrywart, and schizophrenic. This pony was Gravelfur and he is...or rather was the brother of Dirtfur.

To those who don't know who Dirtfur was, he was a pony that entered Ponyville after the strong willed but inferiority complexed unicorn Tempest settled down there. He was considered to be an average pony-maybe even the opposite of what a special pony should be-but he married a princess.

Dirtfur married the princess of Friendship herself...Twilight Sparkle.

"What do I do? It's only two days away?" Twilight panicked.

Why do ponies think she is never frantic about things? Dirtfur moved to the castle where he and Twilight lived. Before, she was in a room where she could be heard screaming panicky words out but he was never allowed inside. It was less apple pies and restaurants for them-Dirtfur had to be a shoulder to lean on for Twilight like Shinning Armor, Twilight's brother, wife was for him.

"Twilight, sometimes the best way to deal with stress is thinking back to what you did and admit where you went wrong. Either that or sleep for an hour while I take care of your job."

"Are you kidding?!" She shouted with her hair puffed out from its position and her eyes small and bloodshot.

"We're married now. I think a suggestion from your husband can go a long way." Dirtfur said. "Remember to take deep breaths. Spike does it and he's a dragon."

Dirtfur got on his legs standing up the way Twilight's friends do when directing construction or reaching for a treat from a high place. Dirtfur never tried calming Twilight down by urging her to breath. He just had a feeling this was the way to do it.

"You are not in Equesteria right now. You are two years in the future. Everyone loved the party you made for them, everyone still thinks you are a great princess, and your niece Flurry Heart is happy to have a younger cousin to teach."

Twilight breathed in and then breathed out. She did it once more...she went from stressed to smiling now.

"If I have any doubts I just need to cherish your..." Twilight froze for a moment. Suddenly, her horn created an aura that encoated Dirtfur's head. She used that power to shove him to her eyes. "What did you say about us having a child?"

Dirtfur smiled as broadly as his mouth could show, but he was only still handling his wife because of all the exercise that made his heart strong.

"A baby who is lucky to have parents named Dirtfur and Twilight Sparkle. This baby will be a prince or princess. Your title will still be princess, but maybe Celestial will go to you for more advice. But it wouldn't be fair to have a kid only because of titles and status. I think we will name him or her-"

"Stop." Twilight said. Dirtfur's face dropped as she took a deep breath. "You've never disappointed me, but I never imagined having children in my life. I am not ready to be a mommy and I'm an aunt while your just one of those ponies who think you can be a great dad when really you'll rely on me and I can't help."

Her horn finally stopped glowing and it freed Dirtfur. There was no point in talking about children now; he could hum a merry tune though that she wasn't acting like she needed a good nap.

He did his best to smile while rethinking what made this marriage work. A friend of his failed his marriage because he made his wife quit her job and spent more time at his ex-girlfriends house than with his wife. He was never doing more than chores and gardening-he was still doing that to this day-but she said "Look, there's Col." He said "Where?" Turning back for a moment...she sucker punched him with her hoof and demanded they never see each other again.

Dirtfur knew he was in love when he started feeling goofy, awestruck, had butterflies in his stomach, and thinking with his sixteen less facial features than humans about her. When she was gone like now because she still had a meeting, he called himself stupid for the dumb things he said.

He belonged right now in a bar where he could have a zesty drink from a pony who gave Applejack's apple cider a run for its money. Speaking of her, her secret admirer pat him on the back.

"What are you doing here when Twilight and Applejack need your help?" He asked.

"I'm doing what the depressed called "drowning my sorrows." I'm such a fool." Dirtfur cried.

"At least your married. I'm too shy to tell Applejack I think her blond hair is glossy and beautiful, her eyes are sweet and full of spirit, and she wears a hat I like." He cried to his friend.

The pony sat down and banged his hoof against the counter demanding a drink for himself.

Once the friend had his drink, he put his face down and cried tears only a person stabbed with an arrow of unrequited love could feel. However, Dirtfur in his moment of spotlight felt a song coming on.

"Not a prince even when married to a princess am I."

He got up on the bars counter and just raised his head up high so people could hear him sing.

"I state my name and people think Sounds Like a Filthy Wolverine."

He stood on his hind legs to lean against the bars support while his eyes looked like ocean water now.

"People think Does He Deserve His Voice&Freedom. I just say..."

He turned back to his friend and ran to him until his face was super close to his. It was his way of making his friend jump like Twilight did to him.

"I was always alone with bad parents,
Never see my brother ever again,
I'm a rare set free pony ready to live up to my cutie mark,
Read my mind Twilight Sparkle."

His friend wondered where he came up with lyrics that weren't thought provoking, well chorused, and were really only to mention his mischief with his wife. He wasn't the only one since another male pony walked in-he heard Dirtfur sing from "I was always"...and he wanted to try what they were having.

"If a flower blooms with love it's because a certain people likes things to bloom."

He tapped his front hoofs left and right like a ninety-eighty dancer.

"Twilight, oh Twilight, we bloom because we found love for each other
It's like we were two peas in a pod
I wasn't really a bona fide resident of Ponysville until I met you
I struck while the iron was hot and you enjoyed my antics.
What can I say but..."

He didn't really say anything, he was moving around in circles and thrusting his hind legs up like a bull. His bulls-eye was a black heart doll some weird customer or owner threw at him.

"You pulled me into love.
I know what it means to want to make a good relationship work."

Dirtfur backed up only a few steps before trotting forward and leaping over his friend. There were so many ways he could have fell, it made his friend turned around after trembling in fear of his friends lunacy.

"I was always alone with bad parents,
Never see my brother ever again,
I'm a rare set pony ready to live my life with my cutie-"

He was interrupted by his backside glowing.

It was a symbol of purpose or a kingdom to protect or a cicatrix for where his butt was burned. His cutie mark was a lowly dirt pony kneeling to a beautiful horse who had a heart and the symbols of boys and girls floating over her.

"I don't know what this is suppose to be, but it makes me confident on how I can make Twilight stand upright instead of looking down panicking."

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Twilight Sparkle returned home after a toilsome business she had to do. Her hair was fluffy from moving her head a lot, her eyes were red and stinging her in her head, and her hooves hurt. The first thing she saw walking in was a book about an explorer pony with a sheet of paper. Dirtfur's face was drawn on it and the words "Please read me."

Twilight used the power of her horn to levitate the book and put in on her desk. She opened the book. First page was explaining how he was born with parents not married to one another, and he only met his father after his wife died. She turned a page...

There was a sheet of paper with a drawing of Dirtfur's face smiling and the saying "He didn't use religion as a way to explore. His motive was one part good and the other part noble: head and heart."

She mustered a smile hearing that sentence. She kept reading her book. Every next page there was a face and opinion of and from her husband.