Chapter 1: Amnesia
Nothing. I remember… Nothing… Well, nothing much. A bright light, the sound of screeching wind, and the impact…
The purple unicorn insists I have something called "Amnesia." The inability to recall past events or relationships previously known to me. I don't know if she is right, but she seems like she knows what she's talking about. At least she thinks so… The others aren't so analytical about my situation.
The yellow pegasus with the pink mane is trying to make me comfortable. She's doing a good job too. I've never felt so comfortable, so secure… At least I don't think I have... Lying under this hand-sewn blanket helps further my unwillingness to move from my shelter, though the jewel-encrusting seems a bit much.
The white unicorn says I'm handsome, if not lacking any refinement. I don't know what that means, but she said it's easily remedied. She gave me a mirror to judge my looks for myself.
White coat, messily laid mane, dark blue with a yellow lightning streak, tail to match, a glorious set of powerful and firm wings, and a curious mark on either flank. It looks as though it's a white cloud, surrounded by a blue and yellow field of static electricity.
The tan earth pony said that it's called a "Cutie Mark." It's supposed to represent your passion, or special skill. Apparently it's a rite of passage among the younger ponies. With these wings, and that cloud mark, I guess my skill involves flying, or maybe clouds. Buck, maybe I'm a detective…
The only other pony in the library is pink. She won't stop bouncing. I honestly can't decide if I want to punch her or hug her. Though I can't help but smile at her. For now, I'll just let her continue to plan my "Welcome to Ponyville/Hope you remember things soon" party she keeps babbling about.
The purple unicorn is starting to ask questions. I guess it's time to speak…
"So tell me exactly what you remember." The purple unicorn started.
"I remember a bright flash, lots of wind, and hitting the ground" I replied.
"Anything else? There has to be more than that!"
"Settle down there, Sugarcube. He don't remember much, if anythang" the tan pony stated.
"Right, Sorry"
"Look, I really have no clue what's happe"—
"MAYBE HE'S A SPY!" The pink one interjected.
"Maybe YER a few apples short of a tree, Pinkie Pie. Let the boy talk!"
"Oh, maaaybe he's a prince from a faraway land, and he was banished by mistake! Oh how dreadful that would be!" mused the white unicorn.
"You're both wrong! He's probably from Fillydelphia or Manehattan, and he just got lost!" The purple unicorn asserted.
"Yer probably right Twilight, Now can all y'all let the boy talk already!"
"Applejack, why are you defending him? *GASP* YOU'RE A SPY TOO, AREN'T YOU!" The pink one shouted.
Everypony kept arguing and I just sat there, wondering how this all happened. They seemed intent on determining where I'm from. I just wanted to leave. To get out of this room and see what I could find on my own. Like an angel, the yellow Pegasus with the pink mane delicately whisked me away towards the door of the library, away from the fighting ponies above.
"You should probably go while they are caught up with each other. You need to explore a bit, get used to Ponyville on your own… I mean… If you want to, maybe…" she said softly.
"That sounds like a great idea! Any ideas on how to start?" I asked.
"Oh, well… Uhm… you could give flying a try. Those wings of yours could use some exercise… Oh, not that they don't look strong! It's just being in bed for how long you were… and uh… well, I"—
I reached over to the blushing yellow pegasus and gave her a hug with both of my hooves.
"Thank you… Uh..."
"Uh… My name is… Fluttershy…"
"Thank you Fluttershy! I'll see you again soon!"
With that, I galloped out the door and into Ponyville. I could have sworn I heard a "Squeee!" on my way out… It must have been my imagination.