MLP Fluttershy And The Glass Slipper
Chapter 1-A Dream Is A Wish
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Once upon a time, in a faraway land, there was a tiny kingdom, peaceful, prosperous and rich in romance and tradition. Here, in a stately chateau, there lived a widowed stallion named Mr Shy and his little filly, Fluttershy. She was a lovely little filly and loved nothing more than the to be surrounded by her little critters in the garden. She had a special talent that meant she could understand and communicate with animals, her cutie mark of three butterflies with white wings and green bodies proved this to all. Although he was a kind and devoted father and gave his beloved filly every luxury and comfort, still, Mr Shy felt Fluttershy needed a mother's care. And so, the stallion married again, choosing for his second wife of a mare of good family named Lady Zesty Gourmand with two daughters called Sunset Shimmer and Starlight Glimmer who were just Fluttershy's age but they both had slightly maniacal, manipulative and dictatorial tendencies. (*Erm, taking over a village. Cough. Stealing a crown. Hack, wheeze. Mind control. Splutter. Anger issues. Dearie me, I seem to be getting a cough.) It was upon the untimely death of Mr Shy, however, that the stepmother's true nature was revealed. Cold, cruel and bitterly jealous of Fluttershy's charm and beauty. Lady Gourmand was grimly determined to forward the interests of her own two attractive but equally nasty daughters. Thus, as time went by, the chateau fell into disrepair. The family fortunes had been squandered upon the vain and selfish stepsisters, while Fluttershy was abused, humiliated and finally forced to work as a slave in her own house. And yet, through it all, the little yellow pegasus with a soft pink mane and tail remained ever gentle and kind, devoted to her little animal friends. For with each new dawn she found hope that someday her dreams of happiness would come true.
That morning as the sun rose and light streamed into Fluttershy's tiny attic bedroom a little bluebird flew onto the bed and tried to rouse the sleeping pegasus with a few loud tweets. Fluttershy however, simply rolled over and covered her ears with a pillow. The bird tried to worm its way under her pillow but simply ended up being accidentally bonked on the head with the pillow as Fluttershy awoke and sat up with a sleepy yawn. She saw the befuddled, dazed bluebird and sighed. "Well, it serves you right for spoiling ponies' best dreams,"she reprimanded the bird. The bluebird tweeted indignantly and pointed outside with a wing. "Yes, I know it's a lovely morning, but it was lovely dream too,"the pegasus smiled. She gracefully flew over to the window and began to converse with the birds. "What kind of dream?"Fluttershy asked, then put a hoof to her lips,"I can't tell." The birds twittered questioningly, asking 'Why?'. "'Cause if you tell a wish, it won't come true,"the pegasus explained,"And, after all…" Then to make her point Fluttershy began to sing in the sweetest, most gorgeous voice imaginable.
Fluttershy,
"A DREAM IS A WISH YOUR HEART MAKES,
WHEN YOU'RE FAST ASLEEP.
IN DREAMS YOU WILL LOSE YOUR HEARTACHES
WHATEVER YOU WISH FOR, YOU KEEP
HAVE FAITH IN YOUR DREAMS, AND SOMEDAY,
YOUR RAINBOW WILL COME SMILING THROUGH.
NO MATTER HOW YOUR HEART IS GRIEVING,
IF YOU KEEP BELIEVING
THE DREAM THAT YOU WISH,
WILL COME TRUE."
Suddenly the bell in he tower above the huge town clock rang loudly, signalling it was time to shut up and get dressed. "Oh, that clock. Old killjoy,"the pegasus said crossly,"I hear you. 'Come on, get up,'you say. Time to start another day." She shook her hoof at the inanimate object, wishing she had a brown stallion with a camera around his neck she could fling at the bell in the tower. "Even he orders me around,"Fluttershy told the birds,"Well, there's one thing they can't order me to stop doing, and that's dreaming. And if I keep dreaming and wishing, perhaps someday..." The pegasus went behind a screen to take a bath. As Fluttershy bathed she sang.
Fluttershy,
"NO MATTER HOW YOUR HEART IS GRIEVING,
IF YOU KEEP BELIEVING
THE DREAM THAT YOU WISH,
WILL COME TRUE."
While the pegasus washed herself birds and mice scampered around her room. Laying out the pegasus' clothes and shoes for her and making her bed. As Fluttershy stepped out of the bath some birds wrapped a towel around her and helped her get dressed into a simple white frock, brown apron and hard brown clumps. The birds also brushed her mane and tail and tied them back with blue ribbons. All the while the animals sang too but mostly just 'la's' and deedah's'. Suddenly a small chestnut-coloured mouse dressed in a brick red jacket, red shoes and a tiny multi-coloured propeller hat raced into the bedroom and whispered something to one of the mice, who whispered to another, then another. Immediately all the mice began to squeak all at once and a great rumpus (for their size) ensued. They all turned to Fluttershy who was quite overwhelmed. "Oh, my. Please, one at a time,"the pegasus implored. She turned to the chestnut mouse that had just come in and was now sitting on her table. "Now, Button Mash, what is going on?"Fluttershy asked him. "New mouse in the house. Never saw it before,"Button declared. "Visitor! Visitor!"the mice cheered excitedly. "Oh, a visitor?"the pegasus beamed in delight, for she always loved new friends,"Well, she'll a dress." Since the chateau was extremely large therefore freezing cold and draughty in most places Fluttershy didn't want any of her mice friends catching a cold so she had made them all little clothes with her 'freaky' knowledge of sewing and the French Haute Couture style. The table she was sitting at was littered with bits of fabric, pins, needles, thread, measuring tape and a hoof-made mouse mannequin. Fluttershy picked up a pink dress she had already made. "No, no, no. It's not a she, it's a he,"Button laughed at the pegasus' sexist assumption of the new arrival's gender. "Oh! That does make a difference,"the pegasus conceded with a giggle and reached for the one-size-fits-all orange clothes instead (more stereotypes). "In that case he'll need a jacket, shoes and a hat,"Fluttershy said. "Gotta get him out first,"the chestnut mouse said,"It's in a mouse trap." "In a trap?!"the pegasus cried in distress,"Why didn't you say so?" The pegasus rushes out of her room and down some stairs, Button and the other mice close behind her. After a few minutes they arrived at the mouse trap and there inside was a tiny, plump little teal mouse with orange hair. All the mice gathered around the trap, squeaking loudly. "Now, now. Calm down everybody,"Fluttershy said calmly, picking up the trap,"Oh, the poor little thing's scared to death. Button, maybe you better explain things to him." The mare set down the trap again and the chestnut mouse came closer to the trap. "Now, now. Look, little guy,"Button began. The tiny mouse, who up until now had been cowering against the back of the trap, shaking like a leaf now rushed forwards, thinking Button was a threat and began to try and punch him through the metal confines of the trap. "Take it easy. Nothing to worry about. We like you. Flutters like you too. She's nice, very nice,"Button soothed. The mouse stopped his attack and calmed down, looking up inquisitively at the yellow pegasus pony. "That's better. Zuk, zuk,"the larger chestnut mouse encouraged. Fluttershy opened the trap door and Button beckoned the little mouse out into the open. "Zuk, zuk,"the tiny creature mumbled. "Well, that's better,"the mare smiled, taking the mouse into her hoof and slipping on the orange shirt, hat and shoes. The hat and shoes fit alright but the shirt was a bit small for the tubby little mouse and his rotund tummy stuck out from under it. "It is a little snug,"Fluttershy admitted,"But it'll have to do for a bit. Now, for a name." She looked carefully at the tiny creature, then she noticed a tiny little mark that looked like a pair of scissors on its hind leg. "I've got one. Scissor Snip. But for short, we'll call you Snip,"the pegasus said. "Like it? Like it, Snip? Like it? Like it?"Button asked the newly-names Scissor Snip eagerly. "Snip-Snips,"the little mouse said proudly. "I've got to hurry. See he keeps out of trouble Button. And don't forget to warn him about the cat,"Fluttershy reminded the larger mouse as she put Snip-Snips down then hurriedly flew back up the stairs. "Zuk, zuk. Look, did you ever see a cat?"the chestnut mouse asked the smaller teal mouse. "Cat, cat?"Snip-Snips asked in confusion. "Cat, cat. Opalescence. That's her. Meany, sneaky. Jump at you. Bite you. Big, big. Big as house,"Button exaggerated, making frightening gestures and trying to scare the other mouse,"Zuk, zuk, Opaly?". "Zuk, zuk, Opaly,"Snip-Snips repeated.
Fluttershy opened the door to one of her stepsister's room where Opalescence lay on a velvet cushion. She was a small white cat with a purple bow on her head and a purple colour embedded with an opalescent jewel. Her yellow eyes could seek out the tiniest mouse and she had a sly, mean disposition. "Here, kitty, kitty!"the pegasus cooed. Opal simply opened one eye and glared disdainfully at Fluttershy for ruining her cat nap. "Come on, kitty, come on. Opal! Come here!"the mare cried as loudly as she dared. Luckily her stepsister was a heavy sleeper and snored on. The cat begrudgingly rose and trudged out of the room. "I'm sorry if Your Highness objects to an early breakfast. It's certainly not my idea to feed you first. It's orders. Come on,"the pegasus clucked and Opal followed her down the hall to the pantry. In a hole in the wall Snip-Snips was chuckling. "Opaly. Is that Opaly?"the mouse laughed after her had seen Opal as she had strolled her by the hole. "No, Snip-Snips, no. Now, listen here. Opaly not funny. Opaly mean,"Button warned him pulling him back by the tail before he could run up to the cat. It certainly wouldn't do to get the newcomer eaten on his first day. Button sighed, feeling like taking responsibility for Snip-Snips was only the beginning of his troubles…