Hello everypony! I'm a new Pegasister and all, but one thing will not change. I will always be Wild Kratts Super Fan 1. So, I'm sliding into the new with a cute crossover. for those of you who don't know what Wild Kratts is, I suggest you watch a little bit of it on Youtube, so you can unserstand who some characters are later in the story. Now...this story is mainly about my OC for Wild Kratts, Kate Corcovado. But in MLP her name is Hearts N' Passion. So, Hearts N' Passion, Kate Corcovado, same person/pony. Anyway, I hope all you bronies and Pegasisters will welcome this new one of your kind, and not hate her for easing into something new by mixing it with something old. Anyway... WOW! Longest AU I've ever written! Okay then... let's get started! 8D

DISCLAIMERS! I don't own Wild Kratts which belongs to the Kratts Brothers, or MLP which belongs to Lauren Faust and Hasbro.

Ponyville. A pretty simple place. Not too much hussle n' bussle. Your normal Equestrian town. But there is one thing this village has that sends chills up anypony's spine.
The Everfree Forest.
It's unnatural being has scared young fillies for years. One would hate to find themselves lost in it...
Well, somepony is.

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The young filly couldn't quite process all that was happening as she ran. One minute...she didn't know what she was doing, the next she woke up in this spooky place! What was it?! Where was she?! Who was she? She had no idea! The poor pink filly ran this way and that, not stopping for anything.

'I have to get out!' She thought to herself. But how could she do that? The tree seemed to look at her and laugh their evil laughs as she ran like a scardy cat. She couldn't help it...there was one thing she knew about herself... she was very timid.
Trying to run as fast as a young filly her age could, left her with scratches from bushes, mud on her hooves, twigs in her dark brown, almost black mane, and one fall left a few scraps on her knees. But she still didn't stop. This place reminded her of something... but what? Some sort of memory flashed in front of her eyes...but it was so fuzzy she couldn't make it out! Who...or what was that thing she remembered chasing her. Looked unlike anything else she's ever seen. It looked hard and metal like...with scary red eyes that blinked.
Oh, they were terrible... she was glad that memory left her. Soon though, even though it was faint due to the time of day (or night, she couldn't tell), she thought she saw the edge of the forest nearing. She ran out with the last bit of strength her hooves could offer, and with their last ditch effort to pull off some steam, they landed her up a short ways on the path and behind some cottage. But her tired exhausted self couldn't take one more fraction of a step, and she collapsed behind the round house. She began to cry now that she realized how hurt she was, and also her fear. Her sobs were silent... but you tell how young she was as she hiccuped afterward. even crying took out a little too much of her system, and she eventually cried herself to sleep right there behind the house, next to the chicken coop.

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"Okay, my little creatures. Time for your breakfast." A calm, soft voice said, walking out of her house. It was Fluttershy. The timid sweetheart of Ponyville. She had loved animals since the first moment she laid eyes on them, and even though she was a pegasus...she was afraid of heights. Fluttershy had everything she needed, everything her heart desired...except one thing. She couldn't put her hoof on it, even though she could care for any creature...she felt as though there was some creature missing from her life. Maybe she'd figure out what kind it was today, since it had been bothering her for weeks.

Walking over to the chicken coop with the basket of chicken feed in her mouth, she thought she heard a soft moan coming from somewhere. What was it? A bear? No, it was too high pitched for that. She slowly turned to see where the noise was coming from... and her basket dropped out of her mouth and the chickens feasted over the spilled feed. There, behind her cottage, next to the fern plant...was a small, pink, sleeping, dirty filly. Fluttershy wasted no time in rushing over, but trying not to wake the little thing. Her mane was a mess and she looked as though she just ran a hundred miles. She face was scratched, her knees scraped, and her expression told her she was over exhausted. How could such a thing happen to a little filly like her?! Fluttershy could tall she wasn't very old...maybe only just past a toddler.
"Oh, you poor poor little baby." She whispered, carefully lifting the small filly in her hooves. It was then she noticed that even the kid's little wings were so tired they fell open since she was holding the thing on her back. She quickly, but quietly flew the still sleeping filly into her cottage to fix her up best she could.