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    The following story is part of a dying series called "Memories". I wrote it on FiMFiction, and shall bring it... to thee!

    CHAPTER 1

    "Blank flank!"

    I remember that Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon used to call us Cutie Mark Crusaders that on a daily basis. Hearing those two words still send a shiver down my spine. See, I never actually got my Cutie Mark. Both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle died in an accident when we were all in are second year of high school, on a trip to Neighagra Falls. Even though they had their Cutie Marks by then, we were still the Cutie Mark Crusaders until the very end. But I... never got my Cutie Mark. I never found the one thing that made me special, that made me different from everypony else.

    I hated myself for it. Why was I so... boring?

    "Your order is ready. Thank you for coming to McPony's and have a good day."

    Yes, I work at McPony's. I hate my job, but who else is going to take care of my foal? I needed a job as soon as I got out of high school. I guess I should have made that stallion use protection, but I was in love with him. I thought he cared about me- and I was wrong. So now I have a foal who will probably never know his father, because even if I brought Lightning Flash to court claiming that the foal was his child, I'd either lose the case or be laughed out of court. With the connections he has now, being married to that darn Diamond Tiara (Why couldn't have she died in the accident? Why Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle?), it'd probably be the latter. At least working at McPony's I get free food for myself so that I can spend my bits on my son. It's horrible food and it's probably killing me slowly, but it leaves me with bits to pay rent and care for my son. I'm even saving up bits here and there to get us a real home, not one that we're sharing with another family.

    I've thought about just ending my own life. It's going to end anyway so why not just put myself out of my misery? I tried once, actually. On the day I told Lightning Flash that I was pregnant...

    I was curled up in a ball, bruised after the attack from Lightning.

    "Why would you do this to me?!? The foal is yours!"

    "You stupid mare, don't you get it? I don't love you. You're just a pathetic blank flank. You have no place in this world."

    The cold voice and eyes... the words blank flank... it pierced my soul. He... tricked me...

    CHAPTER 2

    I trudged home through the snow, dropping by the community foalsitter to pick up Cloud Flicker. As I cuddled him, the foalsitter walked up to me with a thick blanket.

    "That blanket you have there isn't really enough for Cloud Flicker, Scootaloo. Here, take this one."

    "Are you sure, Sky Skimmer? I mean... that blanket looks mighty expensive and I don't have the bits to pay you for it."

    "Scootaloo, your foal needs it. I'm not about to charge a friend for something like this."

    I took the thick, voluminous, and clearly luxurious and wrapped Cloud Flicker in it, causing him to nuzzle the fabric. He's a cute little foal. As I picked him up again, I gave Sky Skimmer a weary smile.

    "Thanks, Sky Skimmer. I... owe you one."

    "It's no problem, Scootaloo. We all need help getting on our hooves sometimes."

    "Yeah... have a good night.

    "You too."

    With Cloud Flicker wrapped up in two blankets and held close to me in my wings, I walked the rest of the way home, unable to fly in this accursed snow.

    After a while- I couldn't tell how long it took- we finally made it home, a small dingy area with half of a room. Hey, it isn't much, but it's a roof over our heads. It's better than the alternative- because the alternative would leave my foal in the orphanage. I spent part of my childhood in that orphanage- I'm not putting Cloud Flicker through that. Celestia knows I'd rather die than ever see my little Cloud Flicker put into that hell hole. I call it the Tartarus of Ponyville to this day.

    I still can hear the cries...

    "Please let me eat... I promise to be a good filly..."

    "Shut up and get back to work, lazy!! You don't eat until you finish working!!"

    Day after day we work and work. We go to school, we come back, we work. It's a never ending rut. Why did you have to die, Mommy? Daddy?

    I won't let Cloud Flicker go there. No matter what it takes.

    I held my little foal to my chest and sing to him a song that my mom sang to me before she died.

    Hush-a-bye, don't you cry,

    Go to sleepy little baby.

    When you wake, you'll have cake,

    And all the pretty little horses.

     

    To this day, I had no idea what the song was talking about. I don't know, and probably never will.

    It was a nice song though. Cloud Flicker liked it. That's all that mattered.

    CHAPTER 3 (Please, Celestia, let them like this)

    "I guess you're just not special, Scootaloo. "

    "I am too special!"
    "Scootaloo is special and you know it!"
    "Yeah!"
    "Oh yeah? Then why is she the only one left that's a...
    BLANK FLANK!!"
    Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon laughed. Of course, they weren't laughing at Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. They had their cutie marks. The only pony in school without their Cutie Mark... is me. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle stand up for me.
    "What's wrong about having no Cutie Mark?"
    "Scootaloo is our friend. Leave her alone."
    Diamond Tiara scoffed.
    "Whatever. If you want to be friends with the only loser Blank Flank left at Ponyville Elementary that's your choice."
    "Later losers!"
    I looked at my friends with a weak smile.
    "Thanks... Apple Bloom. Sweetie Belle."
    "You're welcome, Scootaloo!"
    "We'll always be the Cutie Mark Crusaders. Until all of our Cutie Marks are here."
    "Cutie Mark Crusaders..."
    "HO!"
    The next morning I woke up to Cloud Flicker crying. I held him close to me, rocking him.
    "It's alright, Cloudy... Oh... my baby."
    When I felt his forehead I realized that Cloud Flicker had a fever. A very bad fever... I'm no doctor but I know when my foal is sick.
    "We need to get you to Nurse Pinkheart. Hold on Cloudy..."
    I quickly wrapped Cloud Flicker in a blanket and rushed out the door with him in my wings, rushing to Nurse Pinkheart.
    The moment I got to the office, Nurse Pinkheart went about caring for my sick little foal.
    "... He has pneumonia."
    "What can be done to help him?"
    "Scootaloo, you may want to sit down."
    "What can be done to save Cloud Flicker? Please tell me, Nurse Pinkheart."
    "... nothing."
    My jaw dropped as I started to tremble. I fell backwards and landed in a conveniently placed chair.
    "What... what do you mean nothing? Nothing can be done to save my son?!?"
    "I hate to tell you... there is nothing we can do... for Cloud Flicker. Pneumonia is such a rare illness in Equestria. We have no treatment... I'm sorry."
    I fought a battle to keep from bursting into tears. After all, Cloud Flicker was still right there and if he saw his mother crying he'd cry as well.
    I lost said battle quickly.
    "I'm sorry, Scootaloo. I wish I could do something to treat him."
    "... How much longer?"
    "At best, a week. He's a pretty strong foal... considering the situation. At the sane time, he is still just a foal."
    "... Take care of him for a bit. Please."
    "I'll do that. You go... do what you need to do, Scootaloo."
    I planted a quick kiss on Cloud Flicker's burning forehead and spoke to him in a singsong voice.
    "Mommy will be back for her favorite foal in Equestria soon, precious. I love you."
    With that, I turned and left the clinic, leaving Cloud Flicker in Nurse Pinkheart's caring hooves.

    CHAPTER 4 

    I galloped through town, too big for my old scooter. As I moved through the snow, thoughts were racing through my mind.

    "Nothing we can do..."

    "Rare in Equestria.."

    "At best, a week..."

    Without a set destination, I found myself at the Ponyville Cemetery where Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were buried. I walked along the rows of tombstones, running a wing along the top of each to brush off the snow. Pretty soon, I found myself in front of the side-by-side tombstones for Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. I have the next plot over reserved for myself, for when my day is. As I usually do when I come to visit Apple Bloom's and Sweetie Belle's tombs, I sat down and started talking to my friends.

    "Cloud Flicker is sick girls... Nurse Pinkheart says he only has 1 week to live... My baby... Girls what in Celestia's name am I going to do?"

    After sitting there for a while in the snow, I got up and brushed the snow off of each tombstone one last time.

    "I'll see you soon, girls. I miss you."

    As I walked back to Nurse Pinkheart's clinic, I took a moment to spend a few bits and get Cloud Flicker's favorite treat- carrot cake from Sugarcube Corner. She remembers when Pinkie Pie used to run it... But that's another story. Continuing on, she chose a new large blanket and a book for Cloud Flicker.

    "Thanks for shopping, Scootaloo!"

    "Yeah... see you later..."

    Continuing on to the clinic, I picked up a few more things for Cloud Flicker. I still had enough money left to survive, but I used up some of my savings. Whatever. The house can wait- but my baby? He's always most important to me.

    Slowly, I entered the clinic. Nurse Pinkheart had Cloud Flicker who was sleeping quietly in her hooves. I smiled at the two of them.

    "Nurse Pinkheart?"

    "Yes, Scootaloo?"

    "... I want to do something special for Cloud Flicker. Can you help me?"

    "Of course I can, Scootaloo. What did you have in mind?"

    "Maybe... I was thinking about taking him to Canterlot. It's a bright city..." I brushed back some of his mane. "He loves bright things."

    "That sounds like an excellent idea. Would you like to take him tomorrow?"

    "That would be nice."

    I took Cloud Flicker and rocked him gently, a maternal smile playing across my face. I only smile around him these days.

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  2. Thank y'all for your kind welcomes! KingPrisman I am interested in your game. Tell me more.  :muffins:

    Rivendare your avatar is awesomer! (I am a writer, I get to make up words.  B) Deal with it.)

  3. The only reason I don't actually use the Pony Maker is because the computer I use to make ponies doesn't let me access DeviantArt, so I get my base off of Google and edit it with ms Paint. I can't draw, nor do I really wish to try my hand at it any more than I have to. I made a cow look like a dog- drawing is not a skill of mine. The Pony Maker is really good for some of us.

  4. This is my main OC- Aeron. I made it using a base off of Google Images and a lot of time with MS Paint. This picture is her in three stages, and is the cover image for my story on FiMfiction, The Story of Aeron. I personally love her filly version. She's so cute, considering that she's supposed to be a goddess of death and carnage.

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  5. Wow what a coincidence, I'm a musician who also happens to like ponies, imagine that, people who like ponies meeting here?

     

    That's cool, Dave Matthews is always goin all ya'll up in his world.  Grab a seat and a cold drink, I'll see ya round the forums, cheers! B)

    If we didn't like ponies, I kinda feel as if this website would kinda all be for naught and then bad things would happen but luckily we usually all like ponies!  :derp:

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  6. Now that I've gotten your attention... as Rinne says... yo.

     

    The name's Aeron, I'm a writer who just happens to love ponies. 

    I am happy to meet all of you! Please note- I will often write with an odd country accent (how do you write with a country accent? I don't know.)  Anywho, it's nice to meet everypony. I hope to make friends with y'all! (And that you write with a country accent.)

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