Derpy's ProtectorDerpy's Protector3 years ago in Short Stories
The delicious aroma of a pot of fresh soup floated through the quaint Ponyville home, a grey pegasus stirring it as it sat upon the stove. Her wings occasionally flapped, sending the warmth and smell through the area to the point where she was positive that her neighbors were going to beg for some at any moment.
A smile spread across her face as she heard the click of her front door and the sigh of her young filly.
"Hello, muffin," she happily chirped, hearing Dinky's saddlebags hit the floor. "How was your day at school?"
Waiting for her response, Derpy listened as her daughter's hooves clinked across the kitchen floor, making their way to the living room, which was soon followed by the sound of the young pony plopping herself down on the couch.
Sensing the distress in her daughter's actions, she abandoned her stirring and trotted into the living room, looking at her grey filly with concern. She watched as the pony intentionally avoided her gaze.
"Dinky, what's wrong?" the mother inqu