Mrs.whooves never grew to like her baby. She had always been uptight and judgemental, but this was too much for Mr.Whooves to bear.
"Hunny, she's one years old. You can't expect me to raise her all by myself," Mr.whooves stared at mrs.whooves warily, holding a sleeping young mare gently in his arms.
"She's your daughter. She's our daughter. Please..... she knows you don't like her. She wants you to, she really does. Derpy is really such a sweet girl really if you could only look past-"
"Shut it," mrs.whooves said firmly. "We've had this talk thousands of times!" This was true of course.
"But...... Starla......." Mr.whooves stayed silent for a few moments. 'This isn't worth it. I can't do this. "Fine. You win."
Mr.whooves carried Derpy up the stares and tucked her in. Kissing her on the forehead, he said, "I'll come back for you someday, I swear." With that, he walked out the door, and vanished into the night. Derpy's only ali had given up.
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Derpy
Fiksi PenggemarDerpy Whooves knows something is wrong with her. Her eyes don't work like everyone else's, and she is very clumsy. Also the kids at school don't like her, and to her parents she is a mistake. She wants to change, for the weird looks and bullying in...
