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Prologue: The Other Child
(Thirteen Years Ago)
"Misty, come down! It's your sister's big day!" Orion, the head of Sparkles, excitedly called to me from downstairs. I stared across my bedroom, stripped of any and all personal touches. Not a single picture frame adorned the barren blue walls, and the cold wooden floor boards lacked the presence of my plush cobalt rug. I was doing HW on my twin-sized bed, neatly made with hideously-boring flesh colored sheets. I won't be missed, I thought bitterly, and failed to heed my father's words.
Sure enough, I heard the family's minivan pull out of the driveway. It was, in fact, Twilight's "big day". My little sister was taking the entrance exam for the School of Gifted Unicorns. My parents took the day off from work, and Shining got out of guard school early. It didn't bother me at all that Twilight got to go to the school I had begged and pleaded for years with my parents to enroll me in, them always saying, "Misty Moon, you know we can't afford it!" . It didn't bother me that, after a single request from Twilight, she was immediately told yes . It certainly didn't bother me that my mother and father forced me to sell what little person effects I owned in a garage sale, with all proceeds going to "their little Twily's" tuition. No, I definitely wasn't at all furious, I thought sarcastically, getting more and more upset and angry, to the point doing school work wasn't an option.
I slammed down my Algebra book in fury and hopped out of my bed, pacing back and forth. Little Twily gets whatever she wants! She gets all the attention, she and Shining Armor both. I was older than Twilight, for goodness sake! Does my added three years and a half count for anything? I can understand Mom and Dad's attentions to Shining Armor, as he was the eldest and soon to be a top-notch guard. I… Actually, I didn't understand. I didn't understand how Mom could just brush past me morning and night, always mumbling something about looking for one of my siblings. Or Dad, too, the way he glared at me when I suggested that maybe Twilight should ask before borrowing my copy of History of Equestria. I didn't get why I was so forgettable…
I trotted out of my room and into the upstairs hallway, lined with pictures of my oh-so-important brother and sister. I briefly stopped at my only picture that graced the walls of this house, portraying me with my mother outside the hospital mere hours before Twilight entered the world. On I walked, past the family portrait I missed, past years of memories, past years of neglect and past years of contempt for the ponies I thought I loved. Near the end of the hallway was a small framed mirror. For a few minutes I simply gazed at my reflection. Washed-out purple eyes framed with a silky sky-blue mane stared back, pools of water threatening to overflow at a moment's notice. "What makes me so unimportant?" I choked out, my cyan body shaking. Tears flowed in little rivers across my face, and I unceremoniously crumbled to the floor, sobbing, "When will someone, anyone, pay attention to me?"
At least an hour crept by until I picked myself of the cold wooden floor. It was still a few more hours later that I realized my cutie mark, a shimmery blue moon and a magic wand, had at long-last came. And, along with my cutie mark, came my understanding of my destiny.