My little Filly's, Book 1

By ErisTheEagle

Chapter 1:

Journal Writer stared out the window of the orphanage. He was in a gloomy mood that day. As for the reason, he was grounded for a week from books. Books, of all things. So it was normal for him to be more gloomy than usual. For, you see, he rather liked reading books. Books, of course, about talents.

He loved books, of course, but there was a deeper, more obscure reason, for he knew that, if he ever revealed that he read books about EVERYTHING, then he would know no end to the teasing, the snickers, and the laughter, and all for the wrong reason. He knew, of course, that they would blame him on being dense. He read, of teaching, but to see if he recognized himself in the pages, so that he could feel the happiness of identification, the feeling of joy as he saw his cutie mark appear, and not be the odd one out.

But all that changed that morning, when it was his turn in the kitchen. He was busy washing the dishes, and had gotten a little sidetracked with his latest book, The Unmanageable Ponies of Ashton Place: Book IV: The Interrupted Tail, when he accidentally didn't wash off a plate covered in soap. Unfortunately, The Head-mare, Mane Value, had taken that plate for lunch. She got sick, and, being paranoid, said he had tried to poison her, her, of all ponies!

So she took away the only thing that gave him solace.

So here he was, staring out the window, and he noticed something different. He saw a carriage, and the pony being greeted by Mane Value herself, was a young gray unicorn. A new pony,

He thought excitedly. Perhaps he'd finally have somepony he could talk to, but he also figured he must never reveal that he had read all the books in this whole orphanage. Once, a unicorn magician had come to the orphanage to see if she if she could have a sidekick, and he, being eager to be adopted, had reveal that her trick upon entering the orphanage, an amazing trick, at that, could use a little less talent and some more mystery. She had left in a huff, and he had to take on double duty for insulting the blue unicorn magician ny showing of his knowlage. The partner of Value, Qwillus, a vaguely timid little she-dragon, had laughed slightly, slightly but queitly, and she had smiled in his direction.

Yes, he would hope that this young gray unicorn would be his friend.

He hoped.