"Celestia, why doesn't mommy like me?" A five year old derpy asked. "Is there something wrong with me? Is that why..... I don't have a dad? Please.... the kids at school think I look funny. Please help me princess Celestia." Derpy prayed.
Bang! Derpy's bedroom door slammed open, revealing her mother and a random stranger. Former mrs.whooves looked at the man. "This will be our baby's new bedroom. This thing can live in the basement." She emphasized our and thing, hissing often.
The colt looked at the young child and smiled. "HI there, little girl. This is going to be someone else's room now, so could you please move to another home?" Mrs.whooves stared in disgust. "No. She shall earn her keep by cleaning."
And with that, Derpy got her first job.
'Celestia, is this something I can do to make people like me?' No answer came for derpy. She was moved into a closet in the basement that could probably fit about one full grown mare in.
The colt knew it wasn't right, and couldn't understand how his fiance could do this. But nothing came of it. The baby was born 3 months later, a bastard. The baby had orange fur and a purple mane. They called her, scootaloo.
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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...
