A/N: Yes, I am trying to get the phrase "My Little Pony" as much as possible! Don't judge me!

Sadly, I don't own anything! The end.

Chapter Three: Don't Judge a Book by its Cover

The next day of travelling began as soon as the company was able to get the ponies up. However, as the last pony rose, Legolas had taken notice, that his pony, Ditzy Doo, was missing. The elf scanned the area around him, searching for the young filly. He furrowed his brow; she was nowhere to be found. A sigh escaped him as he walked up to the ranger, Aragorn.

"Úthaes has vanished," Legolas began. Even after Pinkie Pie had told, or rather sang, their real names to the fellowship, the Prince of Mirkwood still refused to address them as such. He preferred their Sindarin names, and the ponies would have to get used to that. "I am weary that she may have been taken,"

Strider saw the worry in his dear friend's face. "Do not worry, Legolas. Úthaes may not be a bright filly, but she is strong, and can defend herself,"

Legolas took heart to Aragorn's reassuring words, and smiled softly, though his eyes still showed some worry. "Let us hope so. It would be a shame—"

Before the elf could finish his reply, a flash of grey flew from the trees; Ditzy Doo. The Pegasus slid roughly onto the ground in front of the two; finding it hard to stand with her legs wobbling. Ditzy was very out of breath, and trying her very hardest to walk straight did not help. There she stood for a good five minutes; trembling with fear; her golden eyes wide.

Her companion had noticed her mood, and hastily placed a hand on her nose to comfort her. "What is wrong, my little pony?"

Ditzy's eye turned slowly to him. "I got lost…"

"It's okay," "It happens to the best of us!" "Poor Ditzy!", were all being said at once by Ditzy's equine friends.

Legolas frowned at her response. Was she serious? Truth be told, he was very bothered by this, but being the polite elf that he was, there was no trace of it. A reassuring, although slightly forced, smile played upon his lips, as he stroked the pony's neck. "Well now you are here, and all is well, so do not fret, Úthaes,"

Golden eyes, well actually, one golden eye stared up at the elf; no trace of any fear left. The elf pondered for a moment, before asking, "Úthaes, were you always this way?" After all, his pony was very odd, and not exactly the smartest. More than once, Ditzy had proven this. Legolas would often wonder about this, and now, he wanted to know.

"What way?" The pony was oblivious.

He only shook his head.

Twilight Sparkle sat patiently next to her number one assistant, Spike. They were waiting; waiting for a response from the Princess. The young unicorn had written to her the last night, asking for a favor; to some way, make the ponies be understood. This would make everything so much easier, as they were growing tired of not being able to communicate properly with the fellowship. Now, all Twilight Sparkle would have to do, would be to wait; something she very much loathed.

The unicorn snorted impatiently. "Gah! When's it going to get here? I don't want to wait any longer!"

"Give her time, Twilight. She's got other stuff to do…" The dragon mumbled. Suddenly, he broke into a coughing fit, when a green smoke emitted from his mouth. With a loud pop, a book had fallen from the green smoke in front of Twilight.

Her purple eyes lit up at the sight, and hastily lifted the book, with the help of her unicorn magic. The book was bright red, lined with gold. The title read, "Straight from the Pony's Mouth". A note was stuck to the front; an elaborate signature, Princess Celestia's, was upon it. Pulling the note from the cover, she carefully opened said book. The unicorn flipped madly through the pages, abandoning the idea of being careful a while ago, when she came upon what she needed. "Aha! Eureka!" She neighed.

Soon, the entire fellowship had gathered around Twilight Sparkle, ponies included. She had told Aragorn and Legolas of her find, and to her excitement, they agreed, along with the whole company. So, there they stood, in a large half-circle, with Twilight Sparkle, standing in the middle, next to the large rock. With the book opened before her, she began to concentrate. It took a lot of will power, and a very clear mind; but her horn began to glow, as a blinding flash surrounding the fellowship; leaving as soon as it arrived.

"Did it work?" Pippin asked, staring at the rest of the company, then to the ponies.

"Yeah! Did it work? I hope it worked, 'cause then I could talk to you guys all the time!" A shrill voice entered the air. The fellowship turned, learning the voice had come from Pinkie Pie. She was talking.

Wide eyes stared at Pinkie as she continued to babble. "Tell me if you can understand me! Tell me! Tell me!" She bounced around the group, beaming at each and every one.

"Oh no…" Boromir was rubbing his temples; feeling a headache coming on.

The bright pink pony gasped loudly and then giggled, following it with a snort. "You CAN understand me! Yay! I'm so excited! Are you guys excited?"

"By the Lords of Gondor, help us…"

As the fellowship moved on, they soon discovered that these creatures loved to talk; it was possibly the pony's most favorite thing in the world. However, none were nearly as irritating as Pinkie Pie. Pippin did not see why they found her such a nuisance; for he found her utterly delightful.

The bright pink pony never ceased to talk, or sing, for that matter. Everywhere they would go Pinkie would have some form of song thought up in her wild little brain. Most of them did not sound so good, though Pippin enjoyed all of them thoroughly. However, most of the fellowship, and other ponies, felt they could do without.

"How about we here a song from the hobbits?" Aragorn had said.

"Yes! Yes! We have not heard any of the hobbit-folk songs in quite a while," Gimli concurred. "Master Pippin! Do delight us in your lively songs!"

Pinkie Pie's eyes lit up and she gasped. "I love new songs! Do teach them to me! Please oh please oh please oh pleeeease?"

"What have you done?" Boromir laughed.

On they went, through the forest, sharing good times and bad times. It was then, that Fluttershy came upon a small rabbit, peacefully munching on a carrot.

Fluttershy's ears perked toward the bunny as she trotted over.

Boromir noticed her odd ways, and stopped the fellowship. "Something has caught Fluttershy's attention! She is not one to stray,"

The Gondorian followed his little pony closely, watching for any stirrings in the bushes.

Big brown eyes stared hopefully up at Fluttershy, who gave the rabbit a kind smile. "Hello there, little bunny," she warmly greeted the small creature, who was still staring at her. "I have a bunny friend at home, just like you. I wish I could have brought him; he would have had so much fun here!"

The rabbit's pink nose twitched in response.

"Aha! It seems my Fluttershy is a tracking pony! She found supper!" The son of Denethor exclaimed loudly.

"Supper… what?" The yellow Pegasus was confused.

Before she could ask again, Boromir had removed his hunting knife from his belt, walking to the bunny slowly. Fluttershy gasped in surprise, realizing his intentions; then her eyes narrowed. Nobody messes with her bunnies! Nobody!

Just as the Gondorian reached the rabbit, Fluttershy quickly stepped in between the two; anger positively dripping from her. Boromir stopped, and immediately lowered the knife. "Pony! Get out of the way!"

Fluttershy's eyes narrowed even more as she snorted, planting her hooves into the ground. "No!" She snapped. "You are not going to hurt this poor little bunny! Just because you're bigger than it, doesn't mean you can harm him!"

Boromir was taken aback by what the little pony had said, scolding him. He had never been reprimanded by a pony before, at least not to his knowledge. "But I'm hungry, and I eat rabbits!" He retorted.

At those words, Rarity fainted; all the other ponies gasped; Sam, who had been preparing to cook the rabbit, slowly lowered his cooking pot. "I guess we aren't having conies tonight, Mr. Frodo?"

"Apparently not, Sam. Apparently not." He replied.

Aragorn interjected, "We have enough Lembas bread to go around,"

"So are not to have any meat on our journey?" Boromir asked, scowling at the yellow Pegasus.

"We must respect each other's ways if we are to succeed,"

"Good idea; they can respect my ways of eating Sam's delicious Rabbit Stew."

Fluttershy turned to Boromir. "You are nothing more than a bully!" The little Pegasus turned to her animal friend. "Run away little bunny! Before this nasty beast can hurt you,"

The rabbit's eyes seemed to thank her before he hopped off. With that, the pony trotted off to join her fellow Equestrians in tending to Rarity, who had yet to recover from her faint, determined to ignore the Gondorian for the rest of the day.

The man was outraged. A mere pony had stopped him from feeding them that night. It was all her fault. His jaw clenched at the thought of having a weak pony; one that could not even handle the death of a small rabbit. Fluttershy was much too sensitive for his liking. Boromir thought to himself, "I must change her odd ways…"

Fluttershy sniffed and blinked away a few tears. The poor bunny did nothing to her companion; nothing in the slightest, and yet he had tried bringing his weapon upon it! He was much too rough and cruel; he almost killed a poor little rabbit. How she wished she could change Boromir. It just wasn't right! Fluttershy huffed, and then began to sulk behind a tree as they set up camp.

It was not a peaceful supper that evening; mostly because of little Ditzy Doo. As the company was eating Ditzy had decided to wander off, in search of… for who knows what. Legolas shook his head, for knew that she would somehow, someway, get lost, and go into the panic she had been through earlier.

Throughout the whole afternoon, Ditzy had made it a (bad) habit of getting stuck, running into, or tripping over the oddest things; rocks, twigs, leaves, even bugs. At one point, she had gotten her tail caught in a low hanging branch; though this time, she was flying. So, it was much harder to get her down. Only with the help of Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy, and some tree climbing by Legolas and Aragorn, were they able to release the poor Pegasus.

After that ordeal, Legolas began growing more agitated of his pony. Sure, she was friendly, and slightly humorous; but her dim-witted tendencies were growing tiresome. At first, the elf found them endearing; but not anymore. Though, his kindness overpowered his want to confront her, so he refrained from voicing his opinions; as he did not want a Pegasus pony with extremely hurt feelings. However, if her antics would continue, he would surely lose his mind.

Still, he was irritated, and as hard as he tried to hide it, it was becoming slightly unbearable to even be near the grey filly.

The Prince of Mirkwood felt a twinge of guilt as he thought that way about the pony he had been so generously given. After all, Ditzy was really just trying to help. Only, her way of helping seemed to further their problems even more. Even at that, Legolas was forced to deal with her; as arguing with her would only slow them down.

The elf was half expecting Ditzy Doo to come back from her "adventure" with nothing but an injury, which was very likely, considering who she was. He didn't doubt in the least that he and his fellow company would have to start a search for her soon; and end up finding her with a body part caught on something extremely preposterous. It was inevitable with Ditzy. However, when the little pony came back, it was not with any sort of injury, nor was she frightened of being "lost"; in her saddle bags, were several pieces of fire wood, enough to keep the fire burning throughout the night.

Ditzy Doo stared at the elf, her wandering eyes full of excitement. "Look what I found!"

The fellowship slept soundly that night. Their bellies were full from a foreign treat on Pinkie Pie's behalf; they had a warm fire, and a certain elf to do night-watch. Needless to say, it was one of their better nights of rest, even after Pinkie Pie's extravagant performance of "The Song of the Smore". However, this wonderful sleep would only be one of very few.

It was early the next morning when they had awoken, proceeding with their journey. It was surprisingly a very boring portion of their quest. Though Pinkie's songs of friendship would make it slightly livelier; not by much though. As annoying as they were, the songs were encouraging, and the fellowship began to find themselves enjoying them.

The tediousness of said journey only grew when the fellowship came upon a steep wall of stone. This, they had not expected. A short break was taken while Aragorn quietly contemplated on what they would do.

If they were to make any progress at all, they would have to cross the Anduin River. So, that was what was decided.

However, Crossing the Anduin proved to be no easy feat. First of all, the river was too strong and too deep for the hobbits to make it across safely, on their own. Boromir held Merry and Pippin, whilst Aragorn held Frodo and Sam. Poor Gimli was on his own! Secondly, it was a rushing river, making it extremely hard to keep one's footing, though Legolas did not worry about that fact. The poor ponies, with the exception of Rainbow Dash, Ditzy, and Fluttershy, who happily hovered above them all, also had to endure the cold, rushing waters of the Anduin.

They were nearly halfway across the great river, when Rainbow Dash, who had flown ahead to the other side and back, many times, began to taunt. "You guys are such slow pokes! Hurry up!" She yelled at the fellowship, who were trying their very hardest to make it through the waters safely. When their speed did not pick up, Rainbow Dash exclaimed with a huff, "You know what? I'm just gonna go wait on a cloud… Which is probably gonna be a looooong wait," With a flip of her mane, she zoomed into the sky.

Aragorn had waited until the Pegasus was out of sight to speak. With a roll of his eyes he stated, "It is hard to see why Thalion represents the element of loyalty; for she only seems to be loyal to herself," The annoyance in his voice was very evident.

Boromir laughed. "You speak the truth, Ranger!"

At what the ranger, and Boromir, had said, the ponies glared. Fluttershy was the one to vocalize the anger, with her annoyance of Boromir already at its peak. Fluttershy felt no qualms of reprimanding both men. "Hey! Don't talk about Rainbow Dash like that! She is very loyal! You aren't showing your loyalty to her; talking about her behind her back! How dare you?"

Aragorn turned to provide a retort to her accusation, only to lose his footing, proceeding to drop both Halflings. In a panic, his long arm quickly wrapped around Frodo, pulling him close, as Sam was being carried away by the shallow, but swift current. "Sam!" Frodo yelled in a shaky voice, clearly frightened.

They watched with terrified eyes as Sam grew further away. In mere seconds, Sam was already several yards from the fellowship.

Ditzy Doo had witnessed the whole thing; fear taking her as she saw the poor Halfling being carried away by the current. She could not fail them! Not now! Quick as a flash, the grey Pegasus flew to Sam, determination in her eyes. Soon, Ditzy was above the flailing hobbit, and hastily grabbed the hood of his cloak. It took every last ounce of strength she had to lift him from the swiftly moving waters, and his struggling did not help her. Though, the grey filly continued on, flying best she could to her fellowship.

After what seemed an eternity, the hobbit was brought back to the shore, where the rest of the group were waiting, impatiently. Landing safely onto the sand, Sam collapsed on the ground. Frodo rushed to Sam's side, trying to help him up. "It's alright Sam! You're safe on solid ground now!" Frodo comforted, though his words did not help much. Sam still felt panicked, gasping for air, and clinging to Frodo as if he were still drowning in the water.

Boromir took hold of Sam's shoulders, sternly. "Sam," He began, forcing the hobbit to look him in the eye. "You are out of the water, and out of danger. We need you to calm down, so that you may look after Mr. Frodo, and we can continue on our journey,"

At these words, Sam began to calm; returning his breathing to normal.

Boromir stood, and walked to Ditzy. He rubbed her nose and scratched her withers. "I did not know you had it in you, my little pony,"

"I have something in me?"

Boromir laughed his big booming laughing. "Yes, courage my friend!"

The Gondorian's words of praise did not go unnoticed by a certain yellow Pegasus. Fluttershy watched in awe as the man consoled the Halfling, and commended Ditzy. She did not know this side of Boromir; she simply thought he was nothing but a rude, mean, bully, who enjoyed nothing more than picking on things smaller than him. Still, one small act of kindness is not enough to excuse many horrible acts. The pony shrugged, and continued to enjoy the laughter of the fellowship surrounding her.

Legolas watched with a smile as his little pony was enjoying every bit of the attention she was getting from the hobbits, when a sudden twinge of guilt rose in his stomach; everything he said, or thought, about her wasn't right for him to speak at all. It was very wrong. He then began to appreciate all of the great things about Ditzy; she was strong, determined, and caring. She had managed to prove the Prince of Mirkwood wrong without even knowing.

After Aragorn had apologized to Sam, Rainbow Dash came down from the clouds. "I feel like I missed something," She stated, eyeing the group.

Loud laughter erupted from the Fellowship.

"Dear Princess Celestia,

Today, I learned a valuable lesson in fellowship; you shouldn't judge someone from your first impression of them. Today, Ditzy Doo saved the hobbit, Sam, from the river. I never expected her to be so quick on her wings, and the man Boromir, who I thought to be rather brutish, was there to calm and comfort the hobbit.

And thank you so much for the pony speak spell! I cast it on us as soon as I received it.

Your Loyal and Faithful Student,

Twilight Sparkle."

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