A Rock Path
The next day, Maud Pie woke up to another day. "Morning, Bouldertown," Maud Pie said s she got up. She was getting used to living alone by now. "I wonder what lies in wait for today," Maud Pie thought to herself.
After she got herself some breakfast, which is rock cereal of course, literally rocks. "Nothing like a good breakfast to start your day," Maud Pie said. So after Maud Pie had her breakfast, she set out. "Ready, Boulder?" Maud Pie asked her pet rock.
"Then let's go," Maud Pie said and she left her hotel room and set out by herself. "Today is a nice, beautiful day," Maud Pie thought to herself. Then she came across something she hadn't noticed yesterday.
"What's this?" she thought to herself, "A path? Let's see what's down here." So Maud Pie decided to go down this path. Nearby, a male earth pony was walking by himself. Then he noticed Maud Pie. "Hmm," he thought to himself, "Never seen her around here before. I wonder." The pony then walked away.
Maud Pie went down this path. "Its rock," Maud Pie said, "Igneous rock. Perhaps this will be interesting." So Maud Pie started walking down on this path. To her, it looked interesting. "Wow," Maud Pie thought, "It looks like this path has been carved by a lava flow millions of years ago. I might be right here."
So, she continued on walking down the path that she chose. "Nice carving," Maud Pie said, "Don't you agree, Boulder? Hey, look, I think those are some of your cousins. I know you'll like to meet them."
Maud Pie showed Boulder some of the ricks embedded in the path. It took her a lot of hours to say the names of all of the Igneous rocks that she came across.
"All right," Maud Pie said after a long time, "Time to go home. Come on, Boulder." She decided that she is done and she'd gone back the way she came. "Ah," Maud Pie said, "I'm back to where I've started. That was a fun trip, wasn't it, Boulder? Well, we'll see what happens tomorrow."
Boulder, of course, didn't reply and Maud Pie walked back to her hotel room before sundown.
On that night, Maud Pie decided to write a letter to her sister, Pinkie Pie. "Oh yeah," Maud Pie thought to herself, "Why haven't I thought of that sooner?" So she got a piece of paper, and got a long piece of rock, dipped it in ink and started writing.
"At least rocks make good pens," Maud Pie said. After she wrote her letter, she fell fast asleep.
