Cuttershy looked down at Sharp Edge "Oh.... Oh not again...!" Cuttershy said. This was the 5th time this mês Sharp Edge had copied his mother, as Cuttershies as her name implies, Cutting. He didnt know any better, and it was the only thing Fluttershy, now Cuttershy, did. "Sorry mommy..." Sharp Edge said, his voice was opressed, sad, and quiet. He had the same color eyes as Fluttershy, and the same color as her, but his mane was colored a dark, faded pink, with streaks of black. Edge looked up at Cuttershy. "Why dont you... uhh.... go play with your friends?" Cuttershy asked him with curiosity. "I dont have friends mom.... neither do you....." Cuttershy looked at him startled for a moment, then it came back to her. The spell, that ano of being dragged around por her darker self, then the giving in to her darker side. She lost all of her friends when she returned to Pony-Ville. "Oh yeah.... I just remembered no pónei, pônei cares for me..." Cuttershy looked down and sighed. "But... But I do mommy..." Edge hugged her tightly, and Cuttershy looked down at him, and let out a very small, faint smile. "Atleast I know one pónei, pônei cares for me..." She said, then she walked into the kitchen. Edge looked out the window, and saw maçã, apple Jack trotting by. She stopped, and looked at Cuttershy's cottage. She sighed, and stumbled on down the road. No pónei, pônei every came down this way. Not ever since Fluttershy became Cuttershy. Edge walked outside, and headed off for school. As he walked through the forest towards town, all the animais stopped to stare at him. When he reached school, class had already begun. Filly's talked and chattered, laughed and groaned at bad and funny jokes. But the scene died down when he walked in. Everypony stopped, and sat upright in their seats. Cheerilee walked in from her break, and the class continued. And to think he had to waste mais of his stupid dia after school, because he had to go to Dream Counciling. It was stupid. Stupid and pointless. He was a useless pony, and thats all he would ever be. Or atleast, thats how he felt about himself. -End of Part 1