CrossStitch

I just had this problem, and I'm still a bit shaken up, so forgive me if my typing is coherent or correct;

Me and a few of my friends hosted a Minecraft server for the three of us to play on. We all went into creative mode and began to build our world. Some of us built houses, simple, fun, and usable. Some of us built castles with large towers, amazing and beautiful. I decided to build a large pixel art of Pinkie Pie shrugging, and a replica of Dash's house above it where I resided.

Now, my friends sort of knew I liked the show, I made a few references, I talked about it every now and then, and they didn't seem to care. But I got online today to find part of the pinkie blown up, and also the house above it was blown up as well. I was a bit upset, but it was something that happened, we trapped each others homes, small scale explosions occur, and then we fix them. But this was a little extreme, the entire house was gone, and more then half of the Pinkie Pie was gone as well.

I know we're supposed to tolerate, but I couldn't help but post a complaint on our Facebook Group. This escalated into a small argument, but then I saw this:

"just gonna say this, everything was great until someone decided get butt hurt about his rainbow sky castle of homosexuality...also ponies are gay and anybody who watches/likes them that isnt a 12 year old girl and under should just come out already. ok jk about that last part with the ponies, they made some funny youtube poops using them."

That hurt. A lot. Many of my friends liked that post as well, which only solidified how many of them were possibly against me. I really don't know what to do. I don't want to lose my friends, but I don't understand how I could make them understand me.

Has anyone else had this problem? I'm just curious. Sometimes, it really does feel like the world is against this fandom.

Gladwin nodded to himself, thinking the introductions were going well so far. He liked Snowflake's energetic and fun introduction and was sure that she would be a great team leader. He was excited to see how the rest of the leaders would introduce themselves as well. He could clearly remember his days in flight camp, and they were honestly some of the funnest days of his life, and he really wanted to pass those fun days onto the pegasi of this generation, and it was up to them to make it so.

Gladwin also scolded himself for not being as energetic. He was a bit nervous though, honestly, and wasn't exactly acting as himself at the moment. He knew that if he was going to contribute to this, then he needed to be fun, energetic, and most importantly he had to be himself.

Gladwin nodded to the new arrival of Snowflake, he himself was never one to be on time anyways, so he could definitely relate, "You haven't missed anything," he whispered back. He then took a step forward, stepping out of line, "I'm Gladwin," He looked over all of the students, making eye contact with each one as he spoke, "I'm a very laid back kind of griffin, so look at me more as a friend rather then an leader," A warm smile broke across his face, "Welcome to Flight Camp though, we're all going to have a great time here." He stepped backwards, and then gave a nudge to Snowflake, urging her to introduce herself as well. He figured his introduction went off well, and was rather satisfied with it. It could have gone much worse after all.

(( That's no problem at all, haha. New Years was pretty wild here too, hope ya had a good one! ))

Gladwin was busy telling stories to the foals, as they listened in awe. Some of them MAY have stretched the truth a bit, but that never hurt anypony... Right? "And then the dragon SWOOPED down," Gladwin mimicked the motion with his talon, pretending as if it was a dragon itself, "and tried to gobble me up!" He snapped his beak at this, and the foals recoiled, but then resumed their awe filled looks, "But needless to say, I'm the fastest flier in Equestria! That dragon never stood a chance." The foals began to cheer, and Gladwin blushed a little, "Aw, you guys...." He scratched the back of his head, unsure of how to proceed, "Alright, run along. Maybe I'll stop by tomorrow." He shooed the foals on, and they ran off to play, reenacting the scene Gladwin just told them about.

Gladwin sighed, a littler something about the scene before him pulled a string on his heart roughly, and he felt a tinge of jealousy. He could hear Sketch approaching him, but he didn't turn, "Sketch, do you think love at first sight exists?" The griffin asked simply. He wasn't sure what had caused the question to come up, but he knew he wanted an answer. He remained turned around, not trusting his face to remain unburdened by a blush.

Gladwin nodded, "Yeah, looks like it." Gladwin was relieved beyond measure that he was working with somepony who was friendly, and seemed relatively nice. "Honestly, I've never done anything like this before. I was just passing through and saw a posting about the position, so I just took it." Gladwin shrugged, smiling a weak smile. "I haven't been 'home' for a while now, so I decided to drop by, and I figured what better way to spend time here?" Gladwin checked his clipboard again, and eventually decided he had the entire thing memorized, "Right, so should we introduce ourselves to the class?" He nodded toward the small gathering of young pegasus who he assumed was their pupils.

Gladwin idly glided, checking a clipboard on his way to his classroom. On the said board, was all the activities he had planned out for the up-and-coming fliers. Why, it seemed like only yesterday that he himself was here, learning how to fly for himself. Now here he was, a teacher. He had only planned a small stop by Cloudsdale, for nostalgia, but instead ended up applying to be a teacher. Of course, it wasn't as if he had to BE anywhere, he always kept himself on a very flexible schedule. That schedule was 'Do-what-you-want' from wake till sleep, but it worked.

He nodded, finishing his list a second time, and assured himself that nothing was left out. He entered the class to find a few of the young fliers already there, as well as the teacher whom he assumed he was to work with. 'Might as well make a good first impression' Gladwin thought to himself as he cleared his throat. "Hey, the name's Gladwin. I'm guessin' you're the other teacher, right?" He looked alright, his color reminded him of lightning. He was a little disappointed that it wasn't another Griffin like him, but Gladwin was used to life giving him lemons. He was determined to make this a good year for everyone in this school, or his name wasn't Gladwin the Griffin.

Gladwin took his seat beside Holly, nodding in agreement with Colton's explanation, "That's right, me and Holly first met here." He said glancing over at her, "It's also where I ran into Colton, after meeting at the hospital of course." Gladwin didn't exactly enjoy remembering the hospital. He didn't particularly like ANYTHING involving doctors to be frank.

Gladwin glanced back over at Holly, noticing something wrong the first time he glanced over, "Hey, are you alright? You took quite a bang to the noggin." He tapped his own head with his claw.

Cross-Stitch worked quickly, glancing up at the measurements every now and then, and also measuring the jacket he now worked on. The patterns for his clothes were ingrained into his skull, and he could not forget them. Sherlock commented on him being faster then a unicorn, which brought Cross-Stitch to a halt. He played it off as if he was looking at the measurements again, and simply went back to work. The truth was; the fact that Cross-Stitch wasn't a unicorn was a rough blow to his career. Ponies seemed to think only elegant and sophisticated unicorns should make garments, not lowly Earth-Ponies. Honestly, Cross-Stitch wished every day of his life that he was a unicorn...

His face betrayed his thoughts and retained a look of contentment, whereas his brain was a battleground of emotion. He didn't let it show though, and instead continued working on the garment he so promised to be perfect. And perfect it was. He raised the jacket up and admired it, inspecting every little last detail. He gave it his nod of approval and then held it up for Sherlock to see, "Do you like it?"

Gladwin had a look on his face as if his brain shut off for a second. Truly, he was utterly confused about the scene that just took place. He stood in place for a few moments, being left behind by the others, as he took his time trying to piece together what the buck had just happened.

He eventually shook himself out of his stupor, "Uh, yeah! Coming." He said, trotting towards the doors of the doughnut shop. The place DID hold fond memories to him, as it was the place that him and Holly first met. He looked at the doors with a sense of Deja Vu, feeling like it was once again his first time opening the doors. A warm smile rose up on the griffin's beak; he remembered, clear as day, the day that Holly bumped into him, and there was a little spark he felt. A small laugh circled in his chest, and he was glad the others were inside so they couldn't see his 'soft' display. He closed his eyes and looked, down, "Thanks," he whispered to himself.

Gladwin opened the doors and his face was back to that of his casual look. "Now THIS place looks familiar!" He said loudly, announcing their arrival. Pony Joe looked up instantly at the crew as they entered. He must of recognized Colton, Holly, and Gladwin, because he instantly waved to them with a warm smile. Gladwin returned the greeting and went to sit at a table, which ironically was the same table that he, Sketch, Holly, and Colton all sat at on the day they met.

Gladwin smiled, a deep red hitting his face like a ton of bricks, and a wave of heat hitting him harder then summer itself. "Oh! R-right!" He laughed nervously, trying to cover his own foolishness. But she didn't exactly say no... Still, those results were inconclusive! He sighed, but she did insist on them being together later, which did show a glimmer of hope. Gladwin's embarrassed smile grew to one of sincere joy. He nodded, "S-Sure thing!"

He turned to Colton and Sketch, "Well, you guys aren't 'too old' to play around a bit, are ya?" He said with a playful look in his eyes as he lowered himself to the ground, assuming a pre-pounce like posture. He then resumed his normal standing posture and began trotting off again. The foals looked at Gladwin with awe-filled eyes. A griffin was a rare-sight in Canterlot after all, this was a city of unicorns! Gladwin smiled to the new foals, knowing they knew no better then to stare. They weren't staring in disgust though, they were staring in awe and surprise! Gladwin spread his mighty wings with a large grin and a 'cool' face, and the foals responded with Ooh's and Aah's. He laughed contently too himself, missing the good old days of when he was a chick...

Gladwin leaped forward, and his wings extended, giving a mighty flap that allowed him to glide to where the now snow-buried Holly waited. He reared his head back and then shoved it into the pile of snow. He tapped Holly's head with his own, "You alright?" He asked, looking directly into her eyes with a grin. He popped his head out and began digging in an almost dog-like method, moving the cold snow with his talons, and forming a neat pile of it behind him. "I think we've had enough almost freezing to death for one lifetime." Gladwin laughed softly to himself, trying to play it off as a joke, but was rather serious about the matter.

He eventually moved the snow from her head, and was now working on freeing her body, continuing his dog-like digging. His Talons WERE starting to get a little chilly though, but it wasn't bothering Gladwin. He definitely wanted to help Holly before he helped himself. He worked a bit more, and freed her front hooves. He figured he could pull her the rest of the way out. He trotted backwards and rose up on his hind legs, offering his talons out to Holly so she could be pulled.

Cross-Stitch laughed at the colt, "Oh please, you flatter me! As if my shop could ever become 'busy." Cross-Stitch continued working diligently, "Good, the shirt is done." He said, picking up the shirt and moving it to the same pile with the ties, "Just let me finish your jacket. I'll have it in a snap." He said, adding a wink at the term 'snap'. He went back to the machine and began working with some new bolts of cloth.

"I try to cater to all the latest tastes in Canterlot, and Eqeustria. Though it is a tad hard to keep up with it all." Thoughts of hiring a secretary came to Cross-Stitch's mind, which he passed off as not a bad idea. The idea of being popular did excite Cross-Stitch though, and his work sped up a bit as he got more excited. Thoughts of the top designers in Equestria, wearing his work, danced through his head. His eyes lit up, inspired by the mere thought of such a thing. He looked back down to what he was working on, and with a faint smile, realized that everypony had to start out small. He went back to work once more, "Perhaps...One day," he giggled, "One day." He said, absentmindedly.

Gladwin couldn't help but blush as he felt Holly kiss his cheek, but he smiled widely none the less. He loved the little things about her, how she would always surprise him with simple gestures like that. He nuzzled against her playfully, "You are so cheesy! And I love it!" He said, laughing but also playfully ruffling her mane with his feathers. He ended his playful nuzzling with a kiss on her forehead and a wink before turning to Colton.

"Pony Joes?" He said, tilting the side of his head towards Colton, acting as if he didn't hear the pony right. "Nope! Never heard of it!" Gladwin said, raising his beak as if he was a stuck up Canterlot pony, "What about you, my dear? Have you ever heard of a 'Pony Joes'?" He said, adding an odd accent to the "Pony Joes" part of his sentence. He began laughing again, living up to his name. "Sure Colton, that sounds amazing. That is, if Flux is OK with it?" Gladwin said, leaning to see Flux, to get her opinion.

Gladwin had a small smile growing across his face, "This place is awesome!" he said in a cheery tone. He began walking around, seeing all that there was to see. He eyed the blue sky above, and the luscious green grass below. He wandered to the trees and inspected them, finding one or two squirrels every now and then, to which he promptly apologized for waking them in and embarrassed tone. "Oh, I should have come here MUCH sooner!" he said, now bouncing in circles with a wide grin.

It may have just been this day, or it may have just been meeting Sketch and Holly, but he was in a wonderful mood. One thing DID strike him as odd though... Holly. She kept glancing at him when she brought up things involving couples... Could she...? Gladwin subconsciously raised an eyebrow in suspicion. A thought crossed his mind though. A test. He would try something, something that would either confirm or disprove his beliefs, but it had to be subtle.

He sat, deep in thought for a moment, rubbing a talon against his chin in though. He snapped up, with a wide smile. Perfect.

"Hey, Holly!" He called, "How about..." He froze up. It WAS just a test, but to him it was a decision over whether Holly was potentially interested in the griffin or not. He didn't even take into account his own nervousness, or what it would make him do. He had already started the sentence now, and he had to finish it or risk looking like an idiot, "W-we... Take a l-look at those paddle boats?" He smiled sheepishly, and also had a red tint to his face. He scratched ran a talon through his feathers on the back of his head, finding that the motion detracted from his nervousness a bit.

At least they added a train for season two.

I like the theme song enough that I it has lots of replay value for me.

I like the theme song, hence why I listen when it pops up on my iPod, but any song played over and over becomes boring to me :[

I have to have it in moderation.

I would have never guessed you were French unless you stated it! Your English is a lot better then a lot of native speakers'.

I also see you play LoL! That is awesome! You should add me sometime and we'll play a few matches: deviantProfiteer

Well, I hope you have a fun time here in Canterlot! Welcome!

I often skip the intro.

I think it's because, no matter what episode, it will always have that opening. Thus, the opening become stale and boring. I'll listen to it when my iPod is on shuffle and it comes on though. Aside from that, I skip it.

Derpy is adorable, I'll give her that much.

I like the Derpy that we the fandom have created! Though the Derpy on the show could be something completely different for all we know.

I consider Derpy as a little shout out to all of us brony's, and that's about it.

When I saw your topic in the new topic section, I though it was going to be a discussion of Rainbow Dash and Twilight ship, lol.

But it was just a new pony on the boards :3 welcome to Canterlot! You seem like a fun person, so I hope to see more of your hyper posts around the board!

"I guess... We wait?" Gladwin said with a shrug.

Colton presented him with Flux's necklace asking him to hold on to it for him. Gladwin smiled and took it, "Of course, pal." He nodded and put the necklace in the same bag that he kept his other gifts in.

"I guess we should go home now." He said watching the sun set. The thought of crawling into bed with Holly made him smile as he let out a small yawn. He shook his head to clear his drowsiness. "I'm sure Flux is probably wondering where you are." Gladwin laughed heartily.

Gladwin gave Colton a look of irritation as he told him to leave the chairs and tables.

He left them there and soared off to catch up with Colton. He flew beside the pegasus, but slightly above him. He did this so he could give him a light hit on the noggin, "What is this plan you've got cooked up anyways?" Gladwin said as the irritation flowed out of him and was replaced with curiosity.

Gladwin considered the alcove, and thought about the idea. "Holly DID always want to fly..." He said, rubbing his chin. He eventually nodded with approval, "Good idea, pal! We should get some drinks to bring up here as well!" He said excitedly. A picnic on top of Cantrerlot castle for Hearth's Warming Eve... Yeah, that sounded perfect.

Gladwin looked to Holly, and a deep red hit his face. Anything new. He then shook his head out of it and laughed nervously, "Ah, you know me! Same old griffin, nothing's ever new with me!" He said and let out another laugh. "Me and Holly did have an...," He looked to Holly, looking for the right words, "'Incident,' with some thin ice though. Luckily this feller here saved us!" He said, pointing to Buck, Holly's new pet dog. "Oh, and you have GOT to try the hot springs at this one hotel!" He said, excited. Again the deep red as he remembered it, "It's a great spot for couples." He said, laughing again.

"Anyways, Hearth's Warming Eve happens once a year! Let's not waste it!" He said with a wink, excited to get today's events underway. He began trotting off, not sure where he was going, but was too excited to be standing still. "Where are we goin' first?"

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Gladwin sat in place, dumbfounded for a few seconds, "WHERE AM I GOING TO FIND A BUCKING BALCONY!?" he called to the now far off Colton.

Gladwin let out a sigh of frustration and began to trot off, wondering where he would find such things.

Gladwin began questioning a few ponies on the streets, but he was mostly met with confused glances or he was outright ignored. Eventually though, he made a breakthrough. He was directed to a furniture store named 'Tables and Chairs, sister company of Quills and Sofas,' Gladwin couldn't help but laugh at the rather literally named store.

He entered the store and a bell jingled to alert all of his arrival, did EVERY store have a bell in this town? He approached who he assumed was the owner, "Excuse me, I'm looking for four chairs, and two tables... Preferably light..." He said under the sudden realization HE would have to be carrying them. It was not that he wished Holly was here with her cart.

After many questions and many table options, he finally settled on some chairs and tables. He was assisted with his load on the way out, but now that he was on the street, he had no idea where to take the tables to, or how he would get them there. He let out a sigh, "Colton, you'd better have a good reason for this, and you'd better HURRY UP!" He shouted.

Gladwin blushed even harder. Were they really like that around each other? He placed a talon over his face, attempting to hide his blush.

But Colton was right, ever since Gladwin met Holly, he couldn't help but to like her. Anytime she was around, she was what he looked at. A small smile crept up his face as he dropped his talon to the floor. Gladwin shrugged and laughed, "What can ya do? I'm in love." He said with a heftier laugh. He had never admitted it out loud, let alone in his mind. The confession made his heart jump and made his vision blur for a split second from the sudden rush of blood.

He began to follow Colton out of the store, and then out into the cold winter streets of Canterlot, "I guess that's everything then." He said with a nod, re-checking his list of things mentally. "Any place else you'd like to visit? Looks like we still have a bit of time left." Gladwin looked up to the sun, judging the time of day.

"Yeah, I did say that." He said with a warm smile, it was kind of funny to see Colton suddenly catch on to what the Griffin meant.

Gladwin then watched as many feelings overcame Colton, but Gladwin dared not to interrupt him. He knew what deep thought looked like, because Gladwin did it all the time. He eventually saw Colton come to a conclusion in his thoughts, and Gladwin gave a silent nod of approval, knowing that the pony made the right choice.

Gladwin didn't expect to have the same compliment turned to him though. Gladwin had never really thought about a life with Holly, except for that time in the igloo. Any other time, he was just happy to be with her at that one moment. But he smiled, nonetheless. He knew what he wanted, "Thanks..." He said. His face turned red though as Colton added the last part about them being all over each other. "I-I have no idea what you're talking about!" He said out loud as many thoughts that proved otherwise came to mind.