[AN] As per request of the only commenter/reviewer of chapter one (At this time), a guest named "Rainbow CRASH", I used his name suggested name Velvet. Sorry, but Dark Chocolate sounds like a pet name for an African-American boyfriend. Actually, with my friend's relationship history, it is. So Rate and Review if you would like, it would be much appreciated! And expect the chapters to come every other day, or sometimes daily, depending on how my sports and work schedules are. Except this one. This is an exception. [/AN]

"You mean you don't remember anything, anything at all?" said the purple pony, Twilight Sparkle.

"I've told you, I didn't even remember I had wings!" I said, growing or and more frustrated. I had explained this to her for the last half hour, over and over. She'd been pummeling me with questions, none of which I knew the answer to.

"So far, we've established that I don't know my name, I don't know anything about this place, I don't remember anything from my past, I didn't remember what i looked like, I don't know either of you, and I am still VERY tired. Now, may I PLEASE go to sleep?" I said.

"Fine, but if it's okay with you, I would like for you to sleep here tonight so I can ask you some more questions later." Twilight replied. I looked over at Fluttershy pleadingly. She looked like she wanted to object, but she kept quiet. She had been much quieter than she was at her house. She only said something when answering a question from Twilight about how she found me.

"But... fine," I sigh.

"Good! Follow me, I'll show you to the guest room." she says. She leads me up the stairs into a small room with a one pony bed. The floor and the bed are both littered with stray books, and the walls are completely bookshelves. The only book-free spot was a small window looking over Ponyville. It was the room of a lonely nerd. I cleared off the books from the bed and flopped down, not even bothering to use the covers.

Why am I always so tired? I thought, and fell asleep almost instantly.

"Get up, you've been sleeping for hours! Come ooooooon!" said a whiny unfamiliar voice. I laid there until a felt something hot on my back hooves, then burning.

"What the hell?! Who are you?" I asked, spotting the owner of the voice. It was a small purple dragon.

"I'm Spike, Twilight's number one assistant!" he says, too obviously trying to make a good first impression.

"I'm not impressed, pal, you burned my hooves. You're lucky it doesn't hurt anymore." I replied, beginning to walk out of the room. I heard an irritated sigh from behind me as Spike followed me downstairs.

As expected, Twilight had her face buried in a book. "The Idiot's Guide to Meeting Stallions" read the cover. I saw the opportunity and sneaked up behind her, putting my mouth right next to her ear.

"Having some boy problems, huh? I can help." I said. She slammed the book shut and hid it behind her back, turning to face me. She was furiously blushing.
Then she seemed to remember why I was here.

"Hey! You're awake! Great, let's get started!" she said, forgetting about the book. "So, first off, Miss- um, what do I call you?" This provoked my thoughts.

"I have no idea... this is going to be very awkward." I said.

""Well, you need a name." She said. "How about... hm..."

"Oh, I know! How about Velvet, because she looks SO SOFT!" said a peppy voice. I looked around and saw a pink pony looking in through the window.
I thought about the name... Velvet... Not too bad.

"I like it." I said. "And thank you very much for the compliment!"

"No problem! And Twilight, why didn't you tell me there was a new pony? Good thing I brought my party cannon!" she said.

"Oh no..." Twilight and I said together. There was a loud pop and the entire room was somehow decorated for a party, punch, snacks, everything.

"How... I... What the hell?" I said.

"That's Pinkie Pie, the town's party planner and party pony. Don't bother explaining her, even I can't." Explained Twilight.

"HEY EVERYPONY! THERE'S A PARTY AT TWILIGHT'S LIBRARY!" came a scream from outside. "WE HAVE A NEW PONY IN TOWN!"

A surprising amount of people started to come in. A unicorn DJ even came in, somehow carrying a record turntable on her back. Then an orange pony with a blonde mane and a cowboy hat walked up to me and Twilight.

"Well, howdy! My name's Applejack. It's real nice meetin' you." She said.

"Hi there. I'm... Velvet, I suppose." I said.

"You suppose? Now what in the hay is that supposed ta mean?" she asked, confused.

"I'll explain it to her," said Twilight, "You just go get us some punch." I nod, thankful to not have to explain it again. Right when I walked away, the music started
. It was a loud club music.

As I filled up three plastic cups with punch, a blue pegasus with rainbow hair nudged my arm.

"So, you're the new pony, huh? My name's Rainbow Dash."she said. I stared at her hair, memorized by its colors. "Hello? You okay?"

"Oh, uh, yeah. My name is Velvet. Nice to meet you. You, uh, have nice hair. " I said. The small space of the library was starting to fill up. Somepony bumped into her, pushing her into me. I grabbed her to make sure she didn't fall. She looked at me as if gauging my reaction. I just steadied her and got the punch.

"I gotta go," I said, balancing the punch on my arm. I walked off back towards Twilight and Applejack.

Well, that was uncomfortable. I thought to myself.

As I neared them, I saw Fluttershy had joined them. And they all had punch.

"Hey! I worked hard to get this punch!" I complained. They laughed and Twilight levitated the cups over to a table.

"Oh, Fluttershy, this is Velvet." said Applejack.

"I know," she says, "we've met. But you got a name? Good for you!"

"Hey, Velvet, do you happen to remember why you don't have a cutie mark?" Twilight said. I looked back at my flank, confused. Sure enough, I had no cutie mark.

Then a thought hit me: Maybe I didn't just forget my identity... maybe I actually lost it altogether. After all, a cutie mark defines a pony, so what defines me? What am I like? I pondered this confused, then I realized that they were looking to me for an answer.

"Oh, uh, sorry. I don't know." I said.

"That's just fine, I was just hoping that you would know. Maybe I should send a letter to Princess Celestia about this. She may be able to help." She said. "In the meantime, let's enjoy the party!"