NOTE: Here's the first official chapter! Enjoy!
Chapter1: Twilight's Dilemma
Once upon a time, in the modern country town of Equestria, a young teen girl, with long dark purple hair with a single pink streak in it and wearing a blue and white checked gingham dress and purple boots, was running down the dusty road with a little yellow Labrador puppy, wearing a green collar and a dog tag shaped like a bone, at her side also running. The girl is named Twilight Sparkle and the little pet dog was called Spike.
They both eventually stopped to take a breather. Twilight bent down and began to look over Spike's body for any sign of injury.
"She isn't coming yet, Spike," Twilight said. "Did she hurt you? Oh, she tried to, didn't she? She must the meanest old woman there ever was. Come on, we'll go tell mother and father. They'll take care of her."
The two companions began running once more down the dirt road, until they came to a nice-looking farmhouse. This was Twilight's home, where she lived with Twilight Velvet, her mother, and Night Light, her father. Twilight Velvet was dressed in a white apron and light purple flats, and Night Light was dressed in some dark blue overalls and brown boots.
Even though there was a lot of work to do on the farm, Twilight always managed to find some time to play with Spike on some of the hay bales near the barn. But today, things were going to be different. Twilight and Spike ran up to Twilight Velvet and Night Light, who were busy counting baby chicks.
"57...58...59..." Velvet counted, as Twilight came up to her.
"Mother, just listen about what Christine did to Spike!" Twilight spoke.
"Twilight, please, we're trying to count" Velvet replied.
"But, mother, she hit him—"
"Don't bother us now, honey," Night Light answered. "This old incubator's gone bad and we're likely to lose some of our chicks."
"Aw, the poor little things," Twilight spoke sadly. "But mother, Christine hit Spike right over the back with a rake just because she says he gets in her garden to chase her nasty old cat every day."
"He does?" Night Light asked in surprise.
"But he doesn't do it every day, just once or twice a week. And he can't catch her cat, anyway. And now she says she's gonna get the sheriff—"
"Twilight, honey, we're busy!" Velvet interrupted.
"Oh, all right" Twilight replied sadly, as she turned around and walked away, with Spike following behind her.
"Poor little girl" Velvet shook her head.
"She's got to learn to earn her keep" Night Light Spoke.
"Night Light!"
"I'm just sayin'. Come on, well I hope we got them in time."
"Alright, help me get these into the house."
Now since they lived on a farm, there was a good chance they would have some farmhands, and they had three of them. They did a good job with the farm work, but they mostly complained about each other's stance occasionally. They were considered as the other friends that Twilight had, and they were very fond of her.
The leader of the three was Bob Benson. He was a skinny boy in his early twenties and he had gray hair. He was dressed in some dirty overalls that were beginning to fade their color and a brown cowboy hat and black boots.
Next, there was Flash Sentry. He was dressed in the same attire as Bob, except his hair was dark blue. Twilight and Flash both had secret feelings for each other, but never had a good chance to get closer to each other.
Finally, the third farmhand was Patrick Johnson. He wore the same thing as the other two, except he was a little on the hefty side and he had darker gray hair with a striped pattern. The three of them were currently struggling to fix the horse wagon that carries the lumber.
"All right, who was the genius who suggested we move the wagon before the wheel was on?" Flash asked, while trying to hold the wagon bed up.
"Well, it is less heavy with one less wheel," Bob explained, before he turned to Patrick. "That makes sense, don't it?"
"Sense or no sense, when I lift up the axle, you two shove her on" Flash spoke.
"Bob, Flash, Patrick, you'll never know what Christine did to Spike" Twilight said.
"I swear they made this wheel smaller than the other three.
"Bigger or smaller, just shove it on before my arms pull clean out of their sockets. I'm not made iron you know. I'm not a statue." the blue-haired boy complained.
"She tried to hurt him!" Twilight practically shouted.
Flash suddenly lost his grip and the wagon bed fell onto Bob's hand, making jump back and fall to the ground, rolling around with pain.
"Owwww! You got my finger!" Bob complained.
"Then you should probably get your finger out of the way" Patrick suggested.
"Why aren't you listening? Don't you even care about Spike?" Twilight asked them, slightly annoyed at the lack of attention.
Patrick went off to feed the pigs, while Flash bent down to inspect the bottom of the horse wagon. Bob got off the ground and walked over to the teenage girl.
"Twilight, you ain't using your head about Christine. Ain't you got no brains?" he asked.
"Of course I've got brains" Twilight responded.
"Well, you should start using them. From now on, try not to go by Christine's property. Then that way Spike won't get in her garden, and you won't get into trouble, see? Simple as that."
Before Twilight could reply, Night Light came by and got the three boys' attentions.
"Quit standing there and clear that junk outta the wagon. We got a parcel of lumber to haul from town before the weather turns" he instructed, before he walked away from them.
"Will do, Mr. Light" Flash answered back.
Twilight walked away from the wagon and over to the pig pens, where Patrick was trying to feed them.
"Hey, you, get back! Eat your own!" the hefty boy said, while poking the hogs with a cane.
"Patrick, what am I going to do about Christine?" she asked, as he smiled at her.
"Well, for a start, kid, don't let that old heifer try and buffalo you," Patrick explained. "She ain't nothing to be afraid of. You just got to stand up to her that's all, with a little courage, a little grit."
"Well, I'm not afraid of her!" Twilight put her hands on her hips.
"Yes, that's what I wanted to hear you say. And the next time she squawks, walk right up to her with the garden hose and spray her down with it! That's what I'd do."
Unknown to them, Bob and Flash were sneaking up behind them with a scarecrow/witch figure on a thick tree branch.
"Would you really?" Twilight asked.
"Of course I would!" Patrick puffed his chest out. "In this life you have to walk tall and shoot straight. And then you've got no reason be afraid nothing and nobody."
"BOO!" Bob and Flash both yelled, while Patrick screamed and collapsed to the ground.
"What're trying to do, kill a guy?" Patrick asked, clutching his chest.
"How could you be so cruel?!" Twilight spoke angrily.
"Oh, it was just a joke, Twilight" Flash chuckled.
"Can't you see how white he is? You really scared him" the purple-haired girl pointed out.
Patrick did a double take. "Who was scared?"
"You were scared, because if you were a jack rabbit, you'd be in the next county by now!" Bob laughed.
Without warning, Twilight Velvet marched up to them with a plate of chocolate cookies.
"Here, here, what's all this jabber-wapping when there's work to be done?" Velvet demanded. "I know three shiftless farm hands that'll soon end up on the unemployment line."
"Oh, we were just having some fun, Mrs. Velvet" Flash answered.
"A farm is no place for fun. If you want fun, then go join a circus."
Flash smirked and began flexing his muscles, making Twilight slightly blush. "Yeah, might just do that. Be a strong man, see the world, and probably build a statue of me."
"Well, don't start posing for it now," Velvet smiled, before offering the cookies to the boys. "Here, you can't work on an empty stomach. Have some chocolate chip cookies."
"Gosh, thanks!" the boys said simultaneously, as they each took a cookie from the plate.
"You're welcome, they were just baked," she smiled, until she saw them take a seat on some bales of hay. "Well, you don't have to sit down to eat them! Now, Flash, you and Bob get back to that wagon! And Patrick, you go feed those hogs before they catch the swine flu!"
"Yes, mam" Patrick sighed, as the three went to do their duties, leaving Twilight and her mother alone.
Twilight took a cookie from the plate. "Mother, really, you know what Christine said she was going to do to Spike. She said she was—"
"Now, honey, stop imagining things. You always get yourself into a fret over nothing."
"But—"
"Now, you just help us out today, and please just try to stay out of trouble."
With that, Velvet went off to the house, leaving the girl and puppy alone with each other.
"Stay out of trouble?" she asked herself, before she turned to Spike. "How can I do that? Trouble always seems to come to me. Oh, Spike, do you suppose there is a place where there is no trouble? There has to be. It's not a place you can get to by a boat or a train. It's far, far away. Behind the moon...beyond the rain..."
Twilight sat down on a bale of hay, while Spike got onto another one close to her. Twilight began to softly pet his head, while starting to sing.
[Twilight Sparkle]
When all the world is all a hopeless jumble
And the raindrops tumble all around
Heaven opens a magic lane
When all the clouds darken up the skyway
There's a rainbow highway to be found
Leading from my window pane
To a place behind the sun,
Just step beyond the rain
Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby
Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true
Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me
Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly
Birds fly over the rainbow
Why then – oh, why can't I?
Twilight stopped singing as she saw some sun peek through the clouds, creating rays of light that seemed to come from heaven itself, as a couple of blue birds flew past the sky.
[Twilight Sparkle]
If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh, why can't I?
Twilight concluded her song as she happily nuzzled Spike's nose with her own.
Well there's the first chapter of the story. Catch you later!
