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The last part of "Secrets"!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own any of the ponies in this story. They belong to Hasbro. I do however own the Hartson girls, along with their Aunt Abby and their friends, Gloria, Min and Kathy. I also own Miss Elle and Miss Shannen, along with Uncle Mark and Aunt Kara. I also own Miss Pearlson. I also own Firefly’s special names for the Hartson girls as well as Megan’s special names for both of her little sisters. The only ponies I own are Baby Rainbow Star, Baby Shimmer Star and Baby Sunflyer. My friend I wrote this story with owns Frankie and Bob Rafelsen and Sadie. As for the Monkees, they are real people and a favorite of the person I wrote this story with. We also DO NOT own Valerie Cartwright. She was a real char on the “Monkees” TV Show.

A/N: This is the last part of the last official story my ex-writing partner and I wrote together. I hope everyone enjoys it!




“Secrets” Part 2 Final


Upon arriving at The Burkes’ house, Megan and her sisters were greeted by Gloria, along with Kathy and Min. The latter was holding a stuffed seal and sticking close to Gloria.
“Thank you so much for doing this.” Megan said, giving Gloria a smile.
“It’s no problem. The girls are really excited about Julie and Molly coming.”
Kathy proved her point by running up to Julie and giving her a hug. She was two years younger than Julie, but the two got along really well.
“Want to play house?” Kathy asked, once the two girls had pulled away.
Julie nodded.
“Sure!” She then turned to Molly. “Do you want to play too, sis?”
Molly grinned.
“Sure!” She then turned her attention to Min. The little girl was standing near Gloria, a little unsure of what to do. She was shier than Kathy and she kept to herself mostly.
Molly gave Min a smile and extended her hand slowly.
“Hi Min!” Molly greeted, giving the five year old a smile. “Remember me? I’m Molly. I’m Julie’s younger sister. Do you want to play house with us?”
Min gazed from Molly to her mother and then back to Molly again.
Gloria smiled at her youngest daughter and gave her a thumbs up.
“Go on, honey. It’s okay. The girls won’t play too roughly. I’ll bet Kathy will even let you wear that pink sparkly dress you like.” Gloria said, referring to Min’s favorite dress up outfit.
Min turned to Kathy, who nodded warmly.
“Come on, Min. It’ll be fun!” Kathy encouraged, hoping her sister would agree.
It took Min a few minutes, but she finally allowed Molly to lead her to the playroom. It took Min a few minutes to get used to Molly, but by the time Gloria called the girls for a before dinner snack, Min was laughing and playing with Molly as though they had always been friends.
“Well, this is a nice change!” Gloria said, smiling at her daughters and their friends. “Would you girls like some vegetables and dip?” She asked, setting out bowls on the counter.
Julie nodded as did Molly.
“Yes, please?” Molly asked, flashing Gloria one of her famous smiles.
“Okay. Why don’t you girls sit down while I get it.” Gloria suggested, going for the cabinet.
While the girls ate their snack, they chatted amongst each other and planned what they were going to do after dinner.
Molly suggested they watch a movie and the others readily agreed to the idea.
After dinner was over, the girls settled down to watch “Jungle Book 2” and Min ended up falling asleep in Molly’s lap. Molly didn’t mind at all. In fact, it made her feel like Megan or Julie when she was able to take care of little kids.
After the movie was over, Gloria tucked all of the girls in and kissed them good night. She made them hot chocolate and told them they could talk for an hour or so, but then it was time for bed.
All of the girls agreed to this. They set up a game of Candy Land, but Molly and Min quickly became bored with it and went off to play house in the corner of the room.
“I’ve never seen Min take to anyone that fast.” Kathy commented, moving her piece forward.
Julie nodded.
“I know what you mean. Molly has a way with younger kids. She acts her age most of the time, but sometimes, she’s wise beyond her years.”
Kathy smiled. She knew what that was like. Her Mommy often said she was like that as well.
After the girls had gotten ready for bed, Kathy laid her sleeping bag next to Julie’s and the two girls started talking quietly. They didn’t want to wake up their younger sisters.
“What’s Ponyland like?” Kathy asked, her voice full of excitement.
Julie smiled as she answered her best friend’s question.
“It’s great! Medley is so nice and the other little ponies are a lot of fun to be around. We love it there.”
“Do you think I could visit some time?” Kathy asked, a hopeful tone to her voice.
Julie grinned.
“That would be cool!” Julie said. “I don’t see why not. Megan wouldn’t mind and I’m sure your Mom would let you.”
Kathy grinned.
“I hope so. It would be so much fun if I could visit.”
“Do you think Min would want to come?” Julie asked, knowing the answer before Kathy said it.
“I don’t think so.” Kathy said. “It’s not that Ponyland isn’t fun, I’m sure it is. It’s just that Min is very close to our Mommy and if Mommy isn’t going, Min won’t want to go.”
Julie nodded. She knew how that was. She used to be that way with Megan when she was younger.
The girls talked for a few more minutes before Julie drifted off to sleep. Kathy fell asleep a few minutes after Julie had drifted off, so the playroom finally went silent.


During the rest of the weekend, the girls played and enjoyed each other’s company. Molly managed to get Min to play with them more and more as the weekend progressed.
By the time Monday rolled around, Kathy had gotten permission from both her mother and Megan to visit Ponyland. She had asked Min if she wanted to go, but her sister said no. Molly tried to get Min to change her mind, but it was no use.
Kathy explained that Min might come the next time, which satisfied Molly for the time being.
When Megan and Firefly, along with Medley and Lofty came to pick the girls up, Julie was in a considerably better mood than when she had left. She was all smiles when she greeted her sister and Medley and Julie even allowed Kathy to ride Medley with her, which was something she never let anyone do before.
“Well it’s safe to say that the trip worked.” Firefly said, grinning at her Jules.
Megan giggled.
“I think you’re right.” Megan agreed. She then turned to Molly, who was on Lofty. “Did you have fun, my little sunshine?”
Molly nodded.
“Yup! We had a great time! I even made friends with Kathy’s little sister, Min. She’s shy, but really nice.”
Megan smiled. She was glad that Molly had made a new friend.
“That’s great, Moll!” Megan said, enthusiastically. She then turned her attention to Firefly when the pink Pegasus said her name.
“Megan?” Firefly said, wanting to ask her a question.
“Yeah?” Megan replied, looking down at her best pony friend.
“Have you talked to Mike yet?” Firefly asked as they landed in Dream Valley.
Megan nodded.
“Yeah, but he told me to talk to Peter. I don’t understand why, but he just said Peter would know more about Bob.” Megan had used Bob’s first name because she wasn’t in his company and therefore, she didn’t see the harm in it.
Firefly nodded as Megan dismounted from her back.
“Well, I guess you should talk to Peter.” Firefly said, nuzzling Megan gently.
“I guess you’re right.” Megan said, before leading the way into the Estate.
Kathy gasped as she got her first glimpse of Ponyland.
“So, what do you think?” Julie asked, eagerly.
“It’s beautiful!” Kathy exclaimed. “Can I meet some of the ponies?”
“Sure!” Julie replied, happy that her friend liked it in Ponyland. “Let’s go find Fizzy!” With that, Julie led the way into the Estate in search of the green unicorn.
Molly followed, wanting to see what her best pony friend was up to. She had missed her during the time she had been away and she wanted to know what Fizzy had done in her absence.
Julie and Molly found Fizzy in the kitchen, feeding Baby Shimmerstar. The baby pony was enjoying every minute of it.
When Fizzy saw Molly, she grinned and a few bubbles came out of her horn, causing Kathy to giggle.
Molly giggled right along with her.
“Fizzy, I would like you to meet Kathy, Julie’s best friend.” Molly said, grinning at her.
“Hi Kathy!” Fizzy said, enthusiastically. “It’s nice to meet you!”
Kathy grinned.
“It’s nice to meet you too! Can you do tricks with the bubbles?”
Fizzy nodded.
“Sure! Do you wanna see some?”
“Okay!” Kathy replied, her grin filling her face.
The girls spent the next hour playing with Fizzy’s bubbles and they even managed to teach Kathy how to play bubble ball.
After the game of bubble ball was over, Julie suggested that Kathy meet some of the baby ponies.
Kathy was excited at the suggestion and followed Julie into the nursery. Molly, meanwhile, stayed behind to spend some time with Fizzy. She had really missed her while she had been away.
When Kathy and Julie entered the nursery, Kathy’s grin widened when she saw the baby ponies. They were so cute! She sat on one of the empty beds and waited for Julie to introduce her.
“Hey you guys!” Julie said, smiling around at the baby ponies.
“Hi Julie!” Baby Shady said, grinning back.
“Julie, whose dat?” Baby Lofty asked, gazing at Kathy curiously.
“Well, this is a good friend of mine. Everyone, I would like you to meet Kathy Burke. Kathy, these are the baby ponies.” Julie then started pointing out various baby ponies to Kathy.
“It’s nice to meet all of you,” Kathy said, smiling around at them all.
Just then, Baby Cotton Candy came up to Kathy. She smiled at her and held her teddy bear up for Kathy to see.
“Aw, he’s cute.” Kathy said, taking the bear from Baby Cotton Candy so that she could see it better. “You know what? I have a bear too. I even brought him with me. Would you like to see him?”
“Yes!” Baby Cotton Candy replied, smiling up at Kathy. She then turned to Julie. “I like your friend, Julie. She’s nice!”
Julie grinned.
“Yup. Kathy’s very nice.”
After Kathy had showed Baby Cotton Candy her teddy bear, the girls and the baby ponies decided to have a pretend tea party.
In the middle of the game, Bob passed by the nursery on his way to the kitchen. He tried to sneak by without being noticed, but Julie was too quick for him. She had decided to give him one more chance.
“Hey, Mr. Rafelsen! I want you to meet someone.” Julie said, smiling at him.
Bob stood there, trying to figure out a way to get out of this without hurting Julie’s feelings. He really didn’t want to meet anyone, especially another kid. But as he continued to stand in the doorway, he felt as if he was running out of options.
“Come on,” Julie coaxed. “It’s okay. She’s really nice. She’s a good friend of mine.”
"Yeah, uhh, okay," Bob said, finally. He figured he'd just say hi, and then leave.
"This is my friend, Kathy," Julie said. "Kathy, this is Mr. Rafelsen. He's a friend of my friend, Mike."
"Hi, Mr. Rafelsen," Kathy said, smiling.
"Hi," Bob said. Then he had an idea. He took off his glasses for a
moment and inspected them. "Gotta jet. The ol' specs need the once
over."
And with that, Bob beat a hasty retreat to the kitchen. Julie groaned and rolled her eyes.
"Sorry," she said. "He doesn't like kids."
"That's okay," Kathy said. "Come on, lets to play with the baby
ponies!"
Julie smiled, and she and Kathy rounded up some of the baby ponies and

went outside and played a game of tag.
Meanwhile in the kitchen, Mike was talking to Megan and the ponies
about
what had happened lately.
"I don't think this was such a good idea, Mike," North Star said.
"Well, don't blame me," Mike said, giving Surprise a Look. "It wasn't
my
idea to bring him up here."
"I think you should take him back to where he came from," Firefly
said.
"He doesn't belong here. I mean, he doesn't like kids, he doesn't like
ponies,
he doesn't like anything here!"
"You're just sore because he didn't like the Double Inside Out Loop,"
Surprise commented.
"Your point?" Firefly asked.
"Okay, okay, that's enough," Mike said, trying to restore order.
"Look,
Surprise, I know you meant well, but this just ain't workin' out."
"Things are bound to get better," Peter said. "I mean, they always do.

You know you really hated Bob when you two first met, and now . . . .
well, you
tolerate each other a little better, but . . . ."
"Forget it, Uncle Peter," Fluey said. "Mr. Rafelsen is the King of the

Crabs."
"I agree with Fluey," Firefly said. "And since you're the only one he
listens to Mike . . . ."
"All right, all right," Mike said. "I get the point. "Come on,
Paradise,
let's go."
Paradise nodded, and she followed Mike into the kitchen. Bob was
looking
through the fridge.
"Look, Bobby-baby, we need to talk," Mike said.
"I told you never call me that," Bob said. "Geesh, don't you ponies
have
anything good in here?"
"Like what?" Paradise asked.
"Don't ask, Paradise," Mike said. "Bob, seriously, how can you even
eat
liverwurst, sardines, and onions in the same sandwich? That is just
plain disgusting!"
"Liverwurst, sardines, and onions?" Paradise repeated looking a little

sick.
"It's an acquired taste," Bob said, closing the refrigerator door. "So

what's on your mind, Mikey?"
"Look, buster, I've told you not to call me that!" Mike shouted.
"I'll stop calling you Mikey if you stop calling me Bobby," Bob said,
folding his arms across his chest.
"Fine," Mike said. He'd had enough of this, so he came right to the
point. "The ponies and I took a vote. You're goin' back to LA."
"Great," Bob said. "This vacation was anything but relaxing. So how do

we get back to Los Angeles?"
"Same way we came," Paradise replied. "Hop on."
Bob froze, much like he did when he first met Paradise and Surprise.
He
began backing up.
"Uhh, isn't there an alternate route?" he asked.
"Bob, I told you before!" Mike shouted. "There is nothin' to worry
about! What's with you, anyway? You never get on airplanes, you live on
the
ground floor of an apartment complex, every time a ceilin' light blows
out at your place, you call Micky to go over to
fix it, your office is on the ground floor of the studio . . . . if I
didn't
know better, I'd say you were afraid of heights!"
Bob didn't say anything, and he went back into the refrigerator. Mike

and Paradise threw each other a glance, and realization hit.
"You are," Paradise said. "You're afraid of heights, aren't you?"
"No!" Bob yelled. "I am not afraid of heights! Wh-what in the world
gave
you that idea?"
"Well, the way you acted when Firefly did the Double Inside Out Loop
with you on her back," Paradise said. "And the way you acted when Mike
told you
the only way to Ponyland and back from Ponyland was to fly."
"Admit it, Bobbers," Mike said. "You're afraid of heights!"
"I am not afraid of heights!" Bob insisted. "And if you say that to me

again, Michael Nesmith, I'll pop you one in the mouth!"
And with that, Bob slammed the refrigerator door shut, and stormed
out
of the room. Mike just began to laugh over that. Paradise gave him a
funny look.
"What's so funny?" she asked.
"Mr. High and Mighty Producer always bossin' us around," Mike said.
"He's afraid of heights! He's afraid of heights!"
"Mike, that's not funny. Lots of people are afraid of heights."
"Yeah, but I just think it's kinda funny that Bob's afraid of 'em."
Paradise sighed and shook her head. She did not understand Mike's
sense
of humor at all. In any case, Paradise went to the others and told them
what she
and Mike had just learned.
"Oh so that's why he didn't like the loop," Firefly said. "That makes
sense."
"That's probably part of the reason he's so uneasy up here," Medley
replied. "He's probably dreading going back, now that he knows the only
way is
to fly."
"Maybe you should fly him back, Medley," Fluey said. "After all,
you're
the gentlest flier here."
"I know, but I'm not sure Julie would like that," Medley said. "You
know
she doesn't particularly like Bob, and she might be upset if she saw
him on my
back."
"Personally, I don't see what his problem is," Firefly said. "I mean,
when the Monkees first came to
Ponyland, they adjusted fairly quickly. Jerry was a little freaked out
at first,
but he got over it, and Fluey adjusted right away!"
"Come on, Peter," Surprise said. "Mike said to ask you about it. You
obviously know something we don't."
"Yeah, Pete, I'm dyin' to know!" Mike shouted.
"I dunno, you guys," Peter said, rubbing the back of his neck. "I
mean,
he made me promise not to tell anybody. I can't break a promise."
"Promises are meant to be broken, Uncle Peter," Fluey said, sneakily.
"Who told you that?" Peter asked.
"Davy."
"Mike, remind me to have a talk with Davy when we get back to the
Pad."
"Sure thing," Mike said.
"Come on, Peter, just a little hint?" Surprise asked.
"Oh really, Surprise!" Medley shouted. "If Peter promised he wouldn't
tell, then I think he shouldn't tell."
"Thanks, Medley," Peter said.
And that was all there was to that. Dinner that night was quiet.
Julie,
Kathy, and Molly were talking a mile a minute. The ponies and their
friends were also deep in
conversation. Bob wasn't involved in it. Not that it mattered to him.
Some of
the ponies figured if he was going to ignore them, they were going to
ignore
him. That's how Truly viewed it.
Late that night, Lickety Split got up to get herself a midnight snack
of
ice cream, when she passed the bathroom. The light was on, and the door
was
opened a crack. She figured someone was in there, so she kept going to
the
kitchen until she heard someone talking.
"Just look at you," a voice said. "You're pathetic. You're a loser.
You've never amounted to anything, and you never will amount to
anything!"
Lickety Split stopped, turned around, and quietly walked over to the
bathroom and looked inside. There was Bob, standing in front of the
mirror, just
staring at his reflection, and getting pretty close to the mirror. He
glared at
himself and began speaking again.
"Is it any wonder nobody likes you?" he said. "You're so stupid, you
don't know anything! Nobody likes you! Everybody hates you! Even I hate
you! I can't even stand
to look at you!"
In a split second, Bob smashed his fist into the mirror. Lickety Split

jumped back for a moment. Then she looked back inside the door. Bob
turned off
the light, and walked back to his room, brushing past Lickety Split as
if he
didn't see her. Lickety Split just shook her head, and started back to
her room.
"That does it," she said. "No more triple fudge nut caramel ice cream
before bedtime for me!"
The next morning, Lickety Split wandered by the bathroom. Mike and
Megan
were cleaning up shards of broken glass off the floor.
"Huh, guess it wasn't a dream," Lickety Split said.
"What wasn't a dream?" Megan asked.
"Well, I thought I'd get some ice cream last night," Lickety Split
said.
"And I saw Bob in here, yelling at his reflection, and then he punched
the
mirror."
Before Megan or Mike could respond, Bob came down the hallway and over

to the bathroom. Bob looked at the shards of glass on the floor, and
then at Mike.
"What'd you do to the mirror?" he asked.
"What did I do?" Mike repeated. "Whattaya what did I do?! Lickety
Split
said you're the one who smashed the mirror!"
"What?! I didn't smash the mirror! That's more your speed!"
"Oh no? Then how do you explain that gash in your hand?"
"What gash in my . . . ."
Bob looked at his hand, and saw that Mike was right. There was a cut
there. It wasn't too deep. Bob was a little surprised he didn't notice
it until
now.
"Now how in the world did I . . . ." he started, but then he realized
something. "Holy maracas, I did it again."
"Did what again?" Lickety Split asked.
"Oh, nothing," Bob said. "Uhh, where do you guys keep the bandages?
I'll
just clean this up and . . . . help clean up the mess in here I guess.
Megan,
I'll write you a check to replace the mirror."
So that was all there was to that. By breakfast, everyone knew what
had
happened to the mirror, though they were pretty confused.
"I don't understand why he'd hit the mirror," Medley said. "Or why he
was yelling at himself."
"If you ask me, he's a psycho," Fluey said.
"He's not a psycho," Peter replied. "He's just wound up too tightly,
that's all. We're not really giving him a chance to loosen up, you
know."
"Peter," Truly said. "We all know you always try to find the good in
people, but this guy . . . ."
"Yeah, Peter," Firefly said. "He's always yelling at Julie, Molly, and

the baby ponies when they get too close to him. If he hit the mirror
after
losing it, he might go and hit one of them."
"I can assure you he would never do that," Peter said.
"How do you know?" Truly asked. "Come on, Peter, spill it!"
"Yeah, you obviously know something we don't," Surprise said.
"Peter," Megan said, putting her hand on the blond Monkee's shoulder.
"I
know you said you promised Bob you wouldn't say anything, and I know
you don't
like to break a promise, but I really think you should tell us before
someone
gets hurt."
Peter took a deep breath and gave it some thought. He knew Bob
wouldn't hit one of the kids, but the others wanted to know how he was so sure

about that. Finally, he sighed, and sat down.
"Okay," he said. "I'll talk. But you guys have to promise that it
won't
leave this room. If Bob finds out I told you guys, he'll really be
mad."
"We promise," Fizzy said.
"Okay," Peter said. "I'll start with the scab you and Cupcake saw on
his
shoulder, Fizzy. You were right, Cupcake, that was a burn mark. He got
that mark
when he was nine years old. He tells people he ran into a stove, but he
told me
the truth. The truth was his foster brother threw a hot iron at him."
"His foster brother did WHAT?!" Surprise shouted. "What did his
parents
do about it?"
"Nothing," Peter said. "Bob's parents were killed in a car crash when
he
was eight, and he and his younger sister were sent to different foster
families.
He hasn't seen his sister since then, and the family he went to . . . .
the
mother did every kind of drug known to man, and the father drunk a lot.
The
family had three other kids, and they got smacked around, but Bob got
the brunt of it. He said it was
because he thought he wasn't their real kid."
"So what happened?" Megan asked.
"Well, nothing much until the parents died three years later," Peter
continued. "The oldest kid in the family, who was about seventeen Bob
said, had
also died. He didn't tell me what of, though. The next thing he told me
was that
he ran away to California. He said he wasn't well liked in high school,
and when
he graduated from college, he started to produce these student films. A
couple
of people saw it, and told him about a production company that might be

interested in him. What they didn't tell him was that the company
specialized in
X rated movies. Bob told me that these people would get him so drunk,
he'd pass
out, and he'd have no idea what happened after that. He didn't know
what they
were doing until he went to a movie theater and saw one of those movies
being
advertised. When he threatened to tell the police, the production
company beat
him up and just left him in a back alley."
"How horrible!" Fizzy shouted.
"Wait a minute, there's more," Peter said. "Bob had a friend back in
those days, and they became partners in the movie business, until his
friend was
killed in a car crash. He also mentioned something about being married
and
having a kid, but his wife walked out on him. I don't even know
anything about
his kid. He didn't say anything on that."
"That's because that was none of your business," a voice said, from
the
doorway. Everyone turned around and saw Bob standing there, glaring at
Peter. He
looked positively furious.
"Bob, I didn't know you were there," Peter said. "Honest I didn't!"
"I asked you not to tell anyone my secrets," Bob said. "And you
promised
you wouldn't, and now you do! You're just like all the others! I
thought I could
trust you!"
"Hey, whoa, wait," Firefly said. "Calm down a little Bob. We were just
a
little concerned about the mirror incident. We were afraid you'd take
it out on
Julie, Molly, Kathy, or one of the baby ponies."
"You don't know how wrong you are!" Bob shouted. "You guys want the
truth, I'll give you the truth! I'll give you the whole stinkin' truth!
My
parents were killed when I was eight, and I was sent to a foster family
who did
nothing but abuse me, and their other kids as well. None of them ever
stood up
for me, and when they did something against the house rules, they
blamed me so
they wouldn't get punished! I have told myself I would NEVER do that to
a kid!
And that is one of the reasons I don't hang around with kids!"
"You're afraid you'll lash out like your foster father lashed out on
you?" Cupcake asked.
"Exactly," Bob said. "For three years straight, I'd get beat up on.
And
it didn't even end after I got out of that family! I kept trying to run
away
from the orphanage so much, they finally sent me to a mental
institution! And
when I came out to California, it got worse! Everyone thought I was a
stuck up
snob because I wouldn't interact with anyone! See these glasses?! You
know how I got these glasses?! Someone on my high school's football team
threw a broken
beer bottle into my face! The night of the homecoming dance my senior
year, the
seniors on the football team ganged up on me in the boys' bathroom, and
beat the
tar out of me, and then some! They fed the principal some story about
kids from
a rival school doing it, and he bought it! I couldn't tell them the
jocks did it
because my school was a jock school! No one was going to believe I was
assaulted
by the football players! But the worst was yet to come."
"That production company?" Fizzy asked.
"That's part of it," Bob said. "I met this girl named Veronica
Haddley,
but everyone called her Ronnie. We had to elope because her parents
didn't like
me."
"So what else is new?" Truly muttered under her breath.
"Truly!" Medley scolded.
"Anyway," Bob continued, glaring fiercely at Truly. "A year after we
got
married, Ronnie got pregnant, and she had a baby. We named her Rita.
When Rita
was two, Ronnie found out about my career in X rated movies, and she
walked out on me. I haven't seen or heard from either of
them in six years. Six years! And I haven't seen my kid sister in about

twenty-three years!"
Bob stopped for a minute, and walked to the doorway. Then he turned
around and glared at the group.
"Do any you have any idea what it's like to be alone for twenty-three
years?!" he yelled. "To have absolutely no one?! No friends, no family,
no one
who cares if you live or die?! No one to protect you?! No one to
comfort you?!
No one to love you?! Not even your own family?! That's my entire life!
No one
has ever stuck their neck out for me, and no one ever will!"
And with that, Bob stormed out of Paradise Estate as fast as he
possibly
could. Peter felt terrible.
"I knew I shouldn't have told," he said.
"I'm really sorry, Peter," Megan said. "I was the one who convinced
you
to tell."
"It's not your fault, Megan," Peter sighed. "It's mine. Even if you
convinced me to tell, I shouldn't have."
"Well, I think someone should go talk to him," Firefly said.
"No, we'd better wait until he cools off," Medley said.
"Med's right," Mike said. "You saw what he did to the bathroom
mirror."
The day went on as usual. Nothing really went on. The ponies figured
Bob
would want to be alone, so they didn't even bother going into his room.
Peter
was feeling really bad about what happened. He was sitting around and
moping.
"Hey, Peter, want to play with me and Kathy?" Julie asked. "It'll be a

lot of fun!"
"No thanks, Julie," Peter said.
"Why not?" Kathy asked. "I'm sure it will cheer you up! We can go
riding
around Ponyland!"
"I guess I'm just not in the mood," Peter said. "I'm sorry, girls. I
appreciate you wanting to cheer me up, but . . . . I just don't really
feel like
being cheered up."
Julie and Kathy looked at each other, and then walked down the
hallway.
They saw the door to Bob's room opened, and Twinkles the kitten sitting
in the
doorway mewing her head off.
"What's wrong, Twinkles?" Julie asked, picking up the little orange
kitten and stroking her back.
Twinkles jumped out of Julie's arms, and ran into the room. Julie and
Kathy followed. Twinkles jumped on the bed, and tapped at a piece of
paper with
her paw.
"Looks like a note," Kathy said, picking it up. Then she began to read

it. "Everybody, I know I've been a real jerk, and I'm sorry. But I just
can't
take it any longer. This vacation is turning into a nightmare. Mike,
you've
figured it out. I am severely acrophobic, and therefore, can not get on
the back
of one of the flying ponies and remain calm. If the only way back to
Los Angeles
is to fly, then I'll be better off staying in Ponyland, but not at the
Estate,
or Dream Valley. So I've left to find a little out of the way spot
where no one will bother me, and I won't bother anyone. Regards, Robert R. Rafelsen."
"Uh oh," Julie said. "That doesn't sound good. What should we do?"
"Maybe we should tell Megan," Kathy suggested.
"You're right. Come on!" With that, the girls ran off to find Megan.
When Julie and Kathy found Megan, both girls started talking at once. They were worried about Bob and Julie wanted Megan to know what had happened.
After a few minutes of listening to both girls trying to explain at once, Mike, who was in the room also, whistled to get everyone’s attention.
The room fell silent and Megan gave Mike a grateful look.
“Thanks.” She said. She then gazed down at her little sister and Kathy. “Now, one at a time.” Megan told them. “What happened?”
Julie sighed and started to explain.
“Bob ran away!” She shouted, worry in her voice. “We found a note on his bed and it said he left!” She handed Megan the note and watched her read it.
After Megan was done reading, she looked as worried as Julie felt. She thought for a moment, trying to figure out where Bob would have went off too.
As Megan thought, she re read the note, hoping it would give her some kind of clue.
Just then, Julie had a sudden idea.
“I think I know where he went!” Julie shouted. She then left the room with Megan and Kathy hot on her heels.
Julie ran for the playroom and found Medley reading a book to Melody and Baby Sunflyer.
“Medley, we need your help!” Julie shouted, once she reached her destination.
“What’s the matter, my little hummingbird?” Medley asked, using her special name for Julie.
Julie explained what was going on with Megan’s help. After both girls were done explaining, Megan turned her attention to Julie.
“Julie, where do you think Bob went off to?” She asked, praying Julie’s idea would lead them somewhere concrete.
Julie grinned as she gazed at Medley.
“Garden valley.” Julie replied. “It’s far from Dream Valley and it’s out of the way.”
“Good thinking, Jules!” Firefly praised, coming into the room. She had heard what was going on from Mike.
“Thanks.” Julie said, beaming all the while. She enjoyed helping out.
Firefly then turned her attention to Megan.
“Do you need help, my sweet girl?” Firefly offered, nuzzling Megan gently.
Megan shook her head.
“Not this time, Firefly. Thanks anyway though.” She then turned to Medley. “Can you take me to Garden Valley, Medley?”
“Of course.” Medley replied. “Hop on.”
“Thanks.” Megan said. She then gazed over at Firefly and gave her a pat on her mane. “Actually, there is something you can do to help. Can you check Flutter Valley, in case Bob went there?”
“Consider it done. “ Firefly replied, grinning. She was happy Megan had given her a task to do. With that, Megan jumped on Medleys’ back and the two were off.
Before Megan and Medley left, Megan cautioned Julie and Kathy to be good.
The girls promised they would behave. With that, Megan and Medley were off.
But as Medley flew into the air, Kathy called them back.
“Megan, wait!”
“What is it, sweetie?” Megan asked, glancing down at Kathy.
“May I come with you, please?” Kathy asked. “I can help. I Know I can. Min and I were hurt too. Please?”
Megan thought about this for a few minutes. She knew it wasn’t going to be easy to get Bob to listen and she could use all the help she could get.
“Okay. Julie, do you mind if Kathy comes with us?” Megan asked. She didn’t want to take Julie’s friend away from her without getting Julie’s okay first. After all, Kathy had come to spend time with Julie.
Julie nodded.
“It’s okay. I want Mr. Rafelsen to be okay.” Julie said, not failing to amaze Megan.
“Aw, thank you, sweetheart.” Megan said, getting off Medley and patting Julie’s shoulder.
Julie nodded.
“It’s okay.” With that, Julie went inside to play a game with Mike and Baby Heartthrob.
After Julie was safely in the Estate, Megan let Kathy climb on Medley with her and the three were off.
It didn’t take them long to find Bob. They found him right where Julie suspected he would be.
“My little hummingbird was right.” Medley said, referring to Julie.
“Thank goodness.” Megan said, jumping off Medley’s back the second the green pegasus had landed. She took a deep breath before approaching Bob.
Bob looked up at the sound of approaching footsteps and glared when he saw who it was.
“Doesn’t anyone know how to read at the Estate?” Bob asked, his voice full of irritation. “I told you I wanted to be left alone. In the letter I said I wanted to be left alone!”
Megan glared right back. She had a determined expression on her face and she wasn’t about to back down now. She had Medley to protect her if things got out of hand, but Megan prayed they wouldn’t.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Rafelsen, but I can’t do that.” Megan replied, sitting down next to him. “Julie and Kathy found the note you left. They were worried about you, so they came and told me what was going on. Why did you leave the Estate?” The young girl asked, praying she would get an answer. She knew she wasn’t exactly Bob’s favorite person, but Megan really did want to help.
Bob sized Megan up before deciding to give her a half truth.
“Because I wanted to be alone.” He replied. “Is that okay with you and your sisters and friends?”
“Being alone is okay sometimes.” Megan told him. “But it’s nice to have a friend once in a while too. And we all care about you. I want to help you. Will you give me a chance?”
Bob glared at Megan before turning away. He didn’t think she would ever understand. How could she? She was only fifteen years old. She was just a kid.
“I promise I’ll listen.” Megan said, hoping she was getting somewhere with Bob. “I think you might be surprised at just how much I can relate to you.”
Bob made an indignant noise with his teeth.
“You’re just a kid.” Bob replied. “How can you possibly understand what I went through?”
Megan sighed. She knew it was now or never.
“Because…Julie, Molly and I were abandoned by our mother.” Megan replied, her voice full of bitterness and resentment.
This made Bob look up at Megan. For the first time since he had come to Paradise Estate and Ponyland, Bob actually got a good look at Megan.
As Bob gazed in Megan’s direction, he could see tears ready to fall from her green eyes. He didn’t make a move to comfort her though. He wasn’t ready to do that yet.
Medley seemed to be one step ahead of him. She came over to Megan and started nuzzling her gently.
Before Bob could stop himself, he asked Megan a question that he wasn’t sure she would answer.
“What happened?”
“Our mother left us at a shopping mall.” Megan answered. “She took us to the mall one Saturday and she just left us there. I have been taking care of Julie and Molly since Julie was three and Molly was first born. I was the one to give Molly her name. I even helped name Julie, but I was more of a mother to Molly. Molly knows I’m her sister and she calls me Megan, but Molly views me as a mother too.”
Bob was speechless. He didn’t know what to say. But little did Bob know the worst was yet to come.
“What happened after that?” Bob asked, not being able to stop himself.

Megan took a deep breath before finding the courage deep within to finish her story.
Kathy, who had been listening to Megan’s tale, gave the older girl a hug, knowing she needed it.
“After Mom left,” Megan continued, her voice full of tears, “we stayed in them all for a few days. Then the police picked us up. They took us to our Aunt Abby’s house. Aunt Abby is Mom’s younger sister, but they are nothing alike. Aunt Abby’s great and she took really good care of us. She wanted to adopt us, but the court system gave her problems. Instead, they placed us with our Uncle Mark and that’s when the nightmare really began.”
Bob didn’t respond. He didn’t even move. He had a feeling he knew what was coming next.
“Uncle Mark was terrible!” Megan told Bob. “He would…he would hit us. He hit Molly and Julie mostly. Sometimes it was with a belt, sometimes it was with his fist. I wanted to protect Molly and Julie, but sometimes I couldn’t. Whenever Uncle Mark was drunk, he would hurt Julie and Molly really badly. It wasn’t until I was twelve and the girls were four and seven, did we finally find peace. Aunt Abby was finally able to adopt us and then we moved to Ponyland. See?” Megan said, calming down considerably. “You’re not alone.”
Bob nodded, but he still didn’t say anything.
Just then, Kathy spoke up.
“I was hurt too.” She said, coming over and standing next to Bob. “See this?” She pulled up her jumpsuit sleeve to reveal a bruise on her left arm. “My old Mommy gave it to me. She would hurt me a lot because I was quiet and I wouldn’t talk like other kids. I was a little more shy than most kids. She never told me she loved me and she wouldn’t’ feed me either. It wasn’t until Gloria adopted me that things got better. God answered my prayer. I would pray every night for someone to help me and God sent me Gloria.”
“How did she find you?” Megan asked, not being able to help herself.
Kathy turned to Megan and gave her a warm smile.
“It’s okay. I don’t mind talking about that part.” She gave Megan another smile before turning her attention back to Bob. “I sent out letters once every week, telling people I needed help. I did it in secret, so that my Mommy wouldn’t find out. Nobody answered them at first, but then one day last year, God sent Gloria to me. I was so happy and after Gloria adopted me, I never had to worry about being hurt again. Gloria’s the best Mommy ever. SHE gives me hugs and kisses and she cuddles with me when I need it. She does the same thing for my little sister, Min, as well. Min was hurt too, but she was in an orphanage before we found her and brought her home.”
Bob nodded. He then turned his attention to Megan. He had one more question for her.
“Were you ever in an orphanage?” He asked, wanting to know if Megan understood the pain he had gone through there.
Megan nodded.
“It was a group home. Julie, Molly and I stayed there for six months before Aunt Abby was able to adopt us. It wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t home. Mike Tyler, who is a good friend of Molly’s, works there. He was our favorite monitor. We had him to look out for us and we looked out for each other.”
Bob nodded. He tried not to glare at Megan as he spoke his next words. Megan had given him the opportunity he needed to open up and he was going to take it. HE just hoped he didn’t’ scare Kathy.
“Well I didn’t have anyone!” He exclaimed, making Kathy jump in surprise. “I was all alone! I had siblings, but they would blame stuff on me whenever they would do something wrong! They got hit too, but I was the one who was hit the most. Do you know how it feels to have your little sister taken away from you? Do you have any idea how that feels to have her ripped from your arms? Well, do you!”
Megan nodded as her mind started floating back to a time just three years ago. She hadn’t thought about it in awhile, but now it was coming back to her as though it had happened yesterday…


The morning had gone okay for both Megan and Molly. It wasn’t until lunchtime that disaster struck concerning Molly.
Megan had been eating lunch with her best friend, Alice, when their teacher, Miss Shannen, came up to them. She frowned as she approached their table. She walked right over to Megan and put a hand on Megan’s shoulder.
“Megan,” she said, her voice was soft, “honey, you need to go to the principal’s office.”
Megan nodded and threw away the rest of her stuff. She hadn’t been that hungry anyway.
As Megan rounded the corner to the principal’s office, she got a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach.
As Megan walked inside, Miss Pearlson, told her to go inside the principal’s office and Megan obeyed without question.
Upon opening the door, Megan froze in her tracks. There, sitting in a chair across from the principal, was Uncle Mark!
After recovering herself, Megan ducked behind the door so that she could listen to what they were saying. For the first few minutes, they just had idol chit-chat. Then Uncle Mark said something that broke Megan’s heart and chilled her blood.
“Yes, I have made arrangements for Molly to be taken to my ex-wife’s house. I Think some time apart from her sisters will teach Megan the lesson she needs to learn.”
Megan stood there, unable to move. She couldn’t believe it. It couldn’t be true. Uncle Mark couldn’t take Julie and Molly away from her. He just couldn’t. This had to be a dream. A nightmare. Anything but the truth. But yet, something in the pit of Megan’s stomach told her that it was anything but a dream. It was real.
And if Megan was going to save Julie and Molly, she had to do something fast.
Megan stood there for another few minutes before sisterly protection took over. She bolted out of the office, shouting a hurried bathroom excuse to Mrs. Pearlson. She bought it and didn’t say a word.
Once Megan had gained the hallway, she ran all the way to Molly’s classroom without looking back once. She knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer it.
“Yes?” Came Miss Elle’s voice. She was nice and very sweet. Megan had had her for a pre-kindergarten teacher herself. “Why hello, Megan. How are you today?”
Megan forced a smile on her face.
“Fine. I need to take Molly home early. A family emergency came up.”
Miss Elle nodded and then frowned.
“I was just about to call your teacher. Molly has been complaining of a tummy ache and she had a fever the last time I checked. She’s laying down over there.” Miss Elle pointed to a matt and Megan went over to it. She knelt down beside it and put her hand on Molly’s shoulder.
“Molly,” Megan said softly. “Molly, honey, time to wake up, my little sunshine. It’s time to go home.”
Slowly, Molly opened her eyes. It took Molly a minute or so before she was fully awake. When Molly saw Megan sitting there, she sat up and reached her arms out to her big sister-her protector.
“Come here, sweetie. Come to Megan.”
“Where I belong,” Molly said, her voice was tired, but she had a small smile on her face. The smile didn’t last long though.
“That’s right, Moll. In your big sister’s arms safe and sound.” With that, Megan took Molly into her lap and just held her close for a moment. She could feel the heat radiating from her and Megan felt so bad that she hadn’t believed her earlier.
“Megan, my tummy hurts!” Molly whimpered against Megan’s shoulder. ‘I feel yucky!”
“Shh,” Megan soothed, “hush now, my little sunshine. You’re going to be okay. I have you now. I’m going to take care of you. I Promise. Come on now. We’re going back to-“ Megan’s voice trailed off as she heard the door to Miss Elle’s room open, before a gruff voice met her ears.
“You aren’t going anywhere young lady.” A stern voice said from just behind the two girls.
Megan stood up and whirled around to find Uncle Mark and the principal, along with a woman who Megan assumed was a social worker, standing just inside the door.
Megan froze for about a minute, not realizing what to do. She tried to remain calm. Megan was scared out of her wits but she couldn’t show it. She had to keep it together for Molly. Megan had to be brave for her. Megan couldn’t let Molly see that she was scared too. She Just couldn’t.
Just then, Miss Elle came to Megan’s rescue, buying the girls at least a few minutes.
“Megan, why don’t you take Molly to go potty and your Uncle can wait for you here.” Miss Elle suggested, wanting to do everything she could to help.
Megan nodded and mouthed a thank you to her as she left the room, pushing passed Uncle Mark without a problem.
When Megan and Molly reached the sanctuary of the bathroom, Megan sat on a chair, with Molly still in her arms. Megan didn’t even have time to catch her breath before Molly said
tearfully, “Megan, I don’t feel so good.”
“What’s the matter?” Megan asked, although she thought she already knew. “Is your tummy feeling sick?”
Molly nodded and started crying harder.
“Shh,” Megan soothed as she carried her into one of the stalls and set her down in front of the toilet. “It’s okay. You’re going to be all right. I promise.”
Megan sat there, rubbing Molly’s back and holding her light brown hair back while trying to help her feel better. Megan hated it whenever either of her sisters were sick.
When Molly’s stomach had finally calmed down, Megan took her into her lap and hugged her close. Megan knew she was going to have to tell her what was going to happen sooner or later and Megan knew sooner was better.
But before Megan could speak, Molly asked her big sister a question that Megan wasn’t ready for.
“Is Uncle Mark going to take me away from you?” She sounded so scared and unsure that Megan just wanted to hold her and never let her go.
“Yes,” Megan said, not knowing what else to say. “But I’m not going to let him touch you.”
“Promise?” Molly asked.
Megan couldn’t say yes. Megan knew she couldn’t. It broke her heart that she couldn’t protect Molly from this, but Megan knew she couldn’t lie to her either.
“No,” Megan said softly. “I can’t promise you that, my little sunshine. I’m sorry. I just can’t. But I can promise you that I will always love you and no matter what happens, I’ll get you back.”
Molly burst into tears of fear as Megan sat there, trying to comfort her. Molly didn’t want to leave Megan and Megan didn’t want to lose her. But Megan knew there was no way around it.
The walk back to the classroom felt like a long one. When Megan got halfway there, she realized something. Megan couldn’t give up. She wouldn’t just hand Molly over to her uncle willingly. She Had to do something.
Megan slipped the Rainbow of Light around her neck and prayed that her plan would work. It was the only one she had.
When they reached the classroom, Uncle Mark snickered with delight as he held his arms out.
Megan tried to keep Molly calm while trying to open up the Rainbow of Light at the same time. It wasn’t an easy task, but Megan managed to do it.
“Not so fast,” Megan said. “You have to promise me something first.”
“Megan?” Molly asked, her voice tearful.
“Shh,” Megan hushed. “It’s okay.” She soothed while pulling out the Rainbow of Light with her free hand. “Hush now, my little sunshine. It’s going to be okay. You’re okay. You’re safe and sound in my arms where you belong. It’s okay.”
Molly nodded, but she pushed herself deeper into Megan. Her fingernails were digging into Megan’s skin.
Once Megan had successfully gotten a hold of her cherished locket, she turned back to Uncle Mark
“You have to promise me that you’ll bring her back and you’ll let me know where she is.”
Uncle Mark shook his head.
“I don’t think so, young lady. I don’t think that’s how punishments work. Now give me your sister like a good little girl.”
It was Megan’s turn to shake her head.
“I don’t think so.” With that, Megan successfully opened up the locket. “Rainbow, do your stuff!” Megan commanded.
The Rainbow jetted out of the locket at the sound of its keeper’s words. It made a protective heart around both girls and tried to protect them from the threat.
The Rainbow continued to surround them as Megan held a now hysterical Molly in her arms.
Megan started to stroke Molly’s light brown hair and gave her a kiss on her cheek. Megan needed to calm Molly down for fear that Molly would make herself throw up again if she didn’t relax.
“Shh,” Megan soothed. “It’s okay, my little sunshine. You’re okay. Megan has you. You’re safe and sound in my arms where you belong. You’re all right. That’s my little sunshine. That’s it. You’re okay. It’s all-“ But Megan was interrupted as she felt a shove from behind.
In that instant, the Rainbow of Light broke Megan’s fall, but as Megan fell, she lost her grip on Molly. In that split second, Molly was wrenched from Megan’s protective hold…


As Megan’s mind floated back to the present, she wiped away a few tears and tried her best to calm down.
“I’ll never forget that day.” Megan said, trying her best to calm down. “I thought I had failed Molly when I allowed Uncle Mark to take her away from me. But by the Grace of God, I was able to get her back.”
Bob nodded.
“Well, I wasn’t so fortunate.” He said, bitterly.
“I’m sorry.” Megan said, sincerely.
A few minutes of silence passed before Megan broke it.
“We need to get back to the Estate.” She said. “Everyone’s probably worried about us. I know they’re worried about you.”
This comment got Bob’s full attention.
“How can they be worried about me? They don’t even know me.” Bob said, a little bewildered by Megan’s statement.
Medley smiled at this. She came over to where Bob was sitting and gave him a nuzzle.
“We’re worried about you because we care.” Medley told him. “it doesn’t matter that we’ve only known you for a few days. We still care about you.”
Megan then asked Bob a question he wasn’t ready for.
“Mr. Raffelson? You know how Molly and I were separated, but why were you and your sister separated? And were you two really close?”
Bob heaved a sigh, and looked down at the ground. He shook his head, and didn't speak for several moments.
"She was five years old when our parents died," he said, finally. "She and I are three years apart. Her name is Sondra Lynette, but I called her Sadie, and it stuck. She used to call me Big Brother. Sadie and I . . . . I don't know, we were never really as close as you and your sisters, Megan. But she did kind of cling to me at times. When she started school, she was so nervous about it. I told her that I was in the same building, but I don't think she believed it. I used to skip recess to go down to her kindergarten class. Our elementary school back in Michigan had a full day kindergarten thing.”
Megan nodded as a smile spread across her face. Bob’s story had reminded her of how Julie had acted her first day in kindergarten.
“Julie acted the same way.” Megan told Bob. “And our classrooms were in the same building. I remember Julie came to mine a few hours after I had dropped her off. Some kid hit her in the head and she was afraid to go back. I talked to her and convinced her it was okay to stay. I told her if she stayed and tried to be brave, I would take her to see Medley after school. That worked and my little one was fine the rest of the day.”
Bob nodded.
A few minutes of silence passed before Bob continued his story.
“Anyway, the principal called us into his office two days before Christmas break. He told us our parents had been killed in a car crash. Some drunk driver in a pick up truck came barrelling down the intersection and smashed into my parents' car. They never even knew what hit them."
Bob took off his glasses for a minute, and rubbed his eyes with his fingers.
"And that stupid drunk driver only broke an arm!" he shouted, frustration evident in his tone as well as his face.
"He broke an arm, and my parents died! Where is the justice in that?!"
"I'm sorry," Megan said. It was all she could think of to say.
"Anyway," Bob said, sighing. "The school called child services, because they couldn't get ahold of any of our relatives. They brought over two different families, because no one wanted to take in both of us together. I'll never forget that moment. Sadie was in hysterics. She kept yelling that she wanted to stay with me. I don't know why they had to tear us apart like that in the first place. I haven’t seen my sister in twenty-three years.”
Megan, Medley, and Kathy were silent. Twenty-three years was a long time.
Bob finally stood up and sighed.
"I know I've been a pain," he said. "And it's mostly because I don't like to get close to people, because every person I have ever grown close to has been taken away from me some way or another. First my parents, then my sister, then my best friend, then my daughter."
"You don't have to worry," Medley said. "We'll always be here. You can get close to us. Hop on. We'd better go back."
"If it's all the same to you, I'd rather walk," Bob said.
"Sure," Megan replied as she and Kathy climbed on Medley's back.
Medley wasn't offended. She knew Bob didn't like heights.
When the foursome returned to the Estate, Cupcake was waiting in the kitchen for them.
"I have a surprise," she said.
"I thought that was Surprise's department," Megan commented, giving Cupcake’s mane a pat.
"She's not the only one who can come up with surprises," Cupcake replied. "I had Peter go down to the store for you, and I made you a sandwich."
"Ew, what smells?" Molly said, as she and Mike came into the kitchen, holding her nose.
"Liverwurst, sardines, and onions," Bob said. "Cupcake made me a sandwich."
"Eeeuuuwww!" Molly shouted.
"You said it, Molly-baby," Mike said. "Seriously, how can you eat that?!"
"I told you before, it's an acquired taste," Bob said. "Besides, it's better than that seventeen alarm chili you eat. That stuff'll clear out your sinuses and then some!"
"Can I help it if I like spicy food?" Mike shrugged.
The others just groaned. Things had obviously calmed down for the most part around the Estate. Kathy and Julie went to play together, while Molly spent some time with Fizzy and Baby Shimmerstar.
As Megan sat dow nto read a book in the living room, she smiled. Things had definitely settled down around Paradise Estate, for the time being at least.


. The next day was the moment of truth. Bob was heading back to LA.
Megan had talked with Julie about Bob flying Medley, and she agreed, only because Medley was the gentlest flyer of all the Pegasus ponies.
"Okay," Bob said, as he climbed on Medley. "If I start to
hyperventilate or have a panic attack, Medley, don't take it personally."
"I won't," Medley replied.
"Have you ever been on a plane, Mr. Rafelsen?" Molly asked.
"Only when I have to get on one," Bob replied. "I had to go to England for a promotional thing, so what I ended up doing was I arranged my flight for two days before I was supposed to be there, got myself smashed out of my gourd, passed out the spent the following two days hung over in my hotel room. It's not very healthy, but it gets me through a flight."
"Bob, you are a Looney Tune," Mike sighed, shaking his head.
Mike climbed on Paradise, and the two Pegasus ponies flew off.
Once they reached Bob's condo, Bob climbed off Medley. Mike was going to go back to Ponyland.
"Sorry this vacation didn't turn out so well," Medley said.
"Eh, that's all right," Bob said with a shrug. "But let me ask you something."
"Sure. What is it?" Medley asked, nuzzling Bob’s arm.
"When you said that you would always be there . . . . did you mean it?"
"Of course I did. All of us little ponies are always there when someone needs us. If you ever feel like you need someone, one of us will be there. Galaxy can sense things like that, and so can Twilight. If they sense we're needed, then we go to wherever we're needed."
"I've waited twenty-three years to hear something like that. Thanks a lot, Medley."
Bob hesitantly reached out his hand, and stroked her mane. He was not quite comfortable doing anything more. But Medley wasn't upset. She just smiled, and flew back to Ponyland.


The End


Who? God
What? He loves you
Where? Everywhere
When? Always, forever, without ceasing.
How? Unconditionally, totally and completely.
Why? Because you are His child.

“God is here and He loves us. In spite of all the mistakes. And He has a plan for us all.” Gloria