(I have decided to make Derpy, the Doctor, and Dinky live in Ponyville. I just feel it would be easier since we are never really in Cloudsdale on any episodes of My Little Pony, so I apologize if you find this incorrect.)
CHAPTER ONE: DERPY
(CAUTION: this is the first chapter in my first ever fan fiction. Reviews, whether good or bad, are greatly appreciated.)
I smiled at my daughter Dinky and placed a grey wing around her back. My light blonde mane glistened under Princess Luna`s moon and she sighed.
"Mom," Dinky said, "Diamond Tiara was talking about you in school again today. I yelled at her to stop, and she called me so many bad names. I wish she would stop picking on you! Why does she do that, mommy?" A tear glided down my face and I shook my head.
"Dinky, my little muffin, I am not known to be regular... it is not nice to pick on people like me, but it happens everywhere."
Dinky looked down and frowned. "But mommy, if it isn`t nice, why won`t they stop?"
"Because people sometimes never change, no matter how rude or friendly they are. Even if I did tell them to stop making fun of me, they would continue, but in even harsher ways." 'Trust me, I have tried' is what I kept to myself.
Hello, my name is Ditzy Doo (or, as I am better known, Derpy Hooves). I am a grey Pegasus with a blonde mane and tail, and I am a delivery pony! It is a fun job because when I deliver, I get to talk with the other ponies of Ponyville! It doesn`t seem that cool, but a mare like me always looks for an opportunity to get out of my house!
My cutie mark is seven bubbles! That explains my bubbly personality. I am very, very, very clumsy because of my left eye, and many people don`t like me because they say I am a mistake.
Lately one of the bullies at Dinky`s school started talking about me and it has made her feel horrible. She doesn`t talk much after school, that is, until I cook some muffins for her. Then she smiles and talks about her day. I guess it is like a switch, haha!
Dinky snuggled against my chest and I heard a familiar voice behind me. "Is this a bad time?" He asked.
"No, Doctor," I sighed, "It isn`t, I was just helping Dinky..."
"Doctor, why are they always so rude to mommy?" Dinky ripped herself from me and ran to Doctor Whooves, clutching onto his leg and not letting go. He was a natural at handling fillies! Maybe he had a family on Earth? I giggled at the thought.
Doctor Whooves is a light brown stallion with dark brown hair and blue eyes. His cutie mark is an hourglass because he is a time traveling pony! He lives in a weird blue box called a TARDIS and can travel through time!
He looked at me and mouthed "what is it now?" I mouthed: "bullies" with a frown.
Whooves patted Dinky`s light purple back and started saying things into her ear. "Dinky, some people –uh, I mean someponies- won`t like things that you like. Everypony is different, and everypony is unique, just like you, Dinky.
"If this is about Diamond Tiara, just... ignore her, alright? Bullies are bullies, no matter how mean they are. And who is she with again? What`s the mare`s name?"
"Silver Spoon," Dinky sniffed.
"Right, Silver Spoon... if you would like, Dinky, I can always talk to them," Doctor said in his adorable British accent.
Dinky only nodded, embraced him for a few more minutes in silence, and then went to bed.
"Wow, Doctor, that was... so kind...! I didn`t know you could be so family-oriented in just a snap of time."
"Nor I, Ditzy, neither did I." He laughed.
We sat there staring at each other and I caught a bit of a blush forming on his cheeks. I giggled, "Doctor, why is your face red?"
"I was just thinking, that`s all..." He smiled and looks away, resting his head on his small pony arms whilst lying on his stomach.
"Thinking about what?" I asked as I inched closer. Now, he looked back at me, and I was taking aback by his expression.
He carried a cute, sly smile and his eyes looked desperate. "Derpy, I was thinking about you."
He lifted his head to mine, our eyes on the same level, our lips barely touching. I smiled and moved a centimeter closer, and kissed him.
