Good morning? More like 'Bad morning'... [Dead]

[moonstar]

There was a loud ruckus that had woken Moonstar. Horrible banging and crashing, drilling and cutting. Moon angrily poked her head out her new cottage window to investigate. There was construction going on across the street from her home to repair the roof of her neighbors' house. Moonstar glared at the clock on the other side of her room to take note of the time. 10 o'clock? Are you kidding me?!? Moonstar stuck her head back out the window and shouted at the construction ponies. "HEY!!! Do you mind?! Some ponies are trying to sleep!" This caused everypony to stop what they were doing and stare at her. One particular pony stepped forward, "I'm mighty sorry ma'am for the inconvenience," the stallion said in his overly country-pony accent, "but we've been paid a pretty penny to fix this roof by tomarra morning."

Grumbling to herself, Moon retreated back inside, slamming the window shut with her magic as she made her way back to her bed. Maybe I can just sleep through it... she tried to convince herself, flopping back down on her comfy bed, but it wasn't long before the construction ponies were back at it. She covered her head with her pillow, but it was no use. It was still too loud for her to return to sleep. Throwing the pillow across the room, Moon decided that she would go to the Town Square to do some shopping. With a groan, she put on her saddle bag and set out for her destination.

I was a good thing that she didn't live that far away from the center of town. It wasn't long before she hit the bustling streets of the center of Ponyville. Of course this didn't make her morning any better. She was still groggy and the sun was hot and she would still much rather be in bed still. All these thing swirled in her head, making her mood spiral downward. Unfortunately, thinking about all the reasons she were in a bad mood distracted her from watching where she was walking and she bumped into someone. "Watch where you are going," she snapped at the person she had run into.

[waxworks]

The next thing that Moonstar ran into, was an impregnable wall of stench that seemed to literally wash over her. This dazzling array of olfactory funk was compliments of a rubbish wagon being hauled along by an equal parts large and shaggy blue pegasus. He smiled down at her, either oblivious to or reveling in the sudden aroma around.

"A gentlecolt should always greet a lady with a bouquet," he said in his rich, deep voice, a grin smeared across his face, "I'm a little sorry that it doesn't have anything to do with flowers in this case. But if you'll excuse me, I have a pressing matter to attend to."

He shifted his large shoulders, giving his wings a flap to dissipate the concentrated smell, and heaved the wooden cart to one side. It moved slowly past Moonstar, much like a zombified parade float, and somewhere in all of that mess anypony could have sworn something was alive and moving.

[moonstar]

The stench was absolutely repulsive and Moon nearly gagged on her words as soon as she had spoken them. It was the kind of smell that one would literally see the green pungent steam rise into the air. She watched in utter disgust as this stead spoke and handled the mess he carried seemingly unaffected by the stench. Luckily for her, he managed to drive the smell away with his huge wings. That was one last thing that would make her day even worse. Despite the stallion's overwhelming politeness, Moonstar still wasn't in the best of moods.
"Shouldn't a lowly dustpony be taking the back roads to avoid filling the streets with that disgusting scent?" she contorted rudely. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have so shopping to do." Moon tried to push her way past the very large pony standing in her way, but he was much too gargantuan, compared to her, to do so.

[waxworks]

It was a glorious morning in Ponyville, the sort of morning full of opportunities. For example, where to have breakfast, when to have breakfast, what to have for breakfast, and how to have breakfast. The why was simply for the fact it was breakfast, something worth having every morning. As for Dusty, he had a collection of sudden, brand new opportunities. There was the opportunity to educate Moonstar on the massive nature of the universe and her infinitesimal meaning in it. There was an opportunity to spatula his head under the smaller pony and send her sailing majestically through the air like a pastel colored lawn dart. Overturning the trash cart, unleashing a verbal lashing, or even the simple act of promptly sitting on the small unicorn.

Of course, while these opportunities clamored for Dusty's attention, he paid them no attention. With a bowing of his head, and a spreading of one of his wings, he gestured past his cart, backing up and politely saying, "but of course, madame."

It was a glorious morning in Ponyville, and Dusty Pan was a gentlecolt.

[moonstar]

Sticking her nose in the air, Moon trotted past the pony triumphantly. But it wasn't far from him that she stopped with a sigh. Ponyville wasn't like Canterlot. The ponies here were nice, even when faced with her rudeness and she felt bad. Moonstar poked at the dirt for a moment before turning around. "I'm sorry," she said as sincerely as she could while still being cranky about her rude awakening. "It wasn't fair of me to say those things, especially since you had no part in why I'm upset..." Moon lowered her head, unsure of what to say next or even if she could without seeming like she was just giving a sarcastic apology.

[Sun Riser]

A orange pony trotted up to Moonstar. "Hi!" The pony said "I'm Sun Riser! Who are you?" Sun Riser bounced around then tripped and fell over, covering her orange coat in a dusty sheen. Sun Riser looked up, the smiled. She looked around at the bewildered group of ponies. Their mouths wide in a surprised gape. Sun Riser then sat down waiting for an answer.

[Viper]

Viper was up and about. He walked through the market stalls in the centre of Ponyville looking for something, anything that he could add to his next contraption. Viper overhead a conversation. he couldn't help his inquisitive brain so he made a quick decision and decided to butt in and talk to everypony.
"Hello,I am Viper the Inventor!" he proclaimed loudly.
"So, all three of you, what are your names, how has your day been so far?" inquired Viper.

[waxworks]

"True madame, I'm not part of why you're upset. But perhaps, I could be a part of why you're feeling much better this morning, no?"

The shaggy blue pegasus wore an amused smirk as the two other ponies suddenly appeared. He helpfully used one of his large wings to dust off Sun Riser, and chuckled to Moonstar, "there, you see? Ponies are practically falling over themselves to come and help you feel better. But where are my manners!"

He bowed low, and thanks to his tremendous size this gesture seemed to envelope Moonstar, Sun Riser, and Viper in one large shaggy prostration, "I am Dusty Pan, narrow of purpose, wide of focus, and Ponyville's own wanter of refuse! And yourself, madame?"

[Sun Riser]

"Nice to meet you Dusty Pan! Thank you for wiping some of the dust off me!" Sun Riser chortled "And hello to you Viper the Inventor!" She grinned ear to ear, then changed her gaze to lay upon the beautiful white mare with a flowing pink and red mane. "Who, may I ask, are you?" Sun Riser asked, still withholding the great smile that seemed to brighten the day. Sun Riser then stood up, showing her true height. She gave a curt nod to the other ponies, then looked back at the white-coated pony, awaiting her answer.

[moonstar]

Moonstar didn't notice the other ponies at first, as she was listening to Dusty accept her apology. She considered his offer on trying to help her feel better, but before she could answer, she was suddenly covered by the very large, blue pony she had been talking to as he introduced himself to the other two. She blushed slightly, partly because of Dusty, mainly because she was embarrassed that she hadn't noticed the other ponies.
One was a mare with the most lovely shade of orange pelt that seemed very hyperactive, the other another blue pegasus that was loud. She was unsure exactly how this would turn out, given her current mood, but she would try her best to stay civil.
"My name is Moonstar," she said quietly. "I'm an astrologist from Canterlot... I just moved here and my morning hasn't been the greatest thus far."
Moon breathed slowly, hiding her temper and embarrassment behind the flow of her red and purple mane.

[Viper]

Viper continued his cheerful stare as the other ponies introduced themselves.
As Viper listened to them talk he calmly decided that he would try to make friends with them. 
After all, they seemed like nice ponies.
Dusty was menacingly large, so he directed his attention to the unicorn as she introduced herself.
When Moonstar explained that her morning hadn't been the greatest he simply responded "Well, at least it wasn't a terrible morning!"
Viper nervously hummed, embarrassed about his loud outburst.
He had spent a lot of time in his workshop on his creations and had all but forgotten social convention.
'Is it normal, to shout this loud?' Viper questioned to himself inside his head.
'Of course it was, wasn't it?' he continued to question. 
Viper decided that if he kept the blank expression on his face any longer his peers were sure to notice.
With a quick innocent smile, he quietly awaited a response.

[meep.]

FALLEN LEAVES !

Fallen Leaves groaned as light ran into her eyes, as she blinked and the brightness flooded her vision. Fallen was not a big fan of this, but she did deal with it, and put up with it every day. Rolling to a sitting position on her bed, after pushing the wolf throw blanket off her russet body, she yawned. She glanced to the corner of her room, which had quite a few electric guitars, and one acoustic. Shaking her black mane, and once again blinking sleep out of her blue eyes. Flapping her large russet wings, the rockstar lifted herself out of the flat bed, stretching in mid air. She leaned over, gliding out of the room, past her many posters of diffrent rock bands. Hey, she was in a band, and it all started from her love of them.

After shaking her black mane, she went into her bathroom to brush it. She didn't stay long, and set the brush down. Her feather at the end of the chain, attatched to her ear, moved around in a circular pattern as she walked out her room, and though the hallway. Her black hooves made almost no noise as she walked to a dark room, not lit at all. She opened the door, and flicked on the lights. Without a word, or a care in the world, she went to a treadmill, one of four on the side of the wall. Although 3 were okay, and looked semi-new, due to the fact ponies, to be specific, the three members of the band, including Fallen Leaves herself, had used them. One was all dusty, and clearly hadn't been used in a while. Why exactly, none of the band members would talk about it. She turned it on, and ran a few times on it. She was fast, must have run a lot. Clicking it again, she headed out, turning off the lights and closing the door on her way out.

Going down the hallway, she went down the steps to her kitchen, where a box of donuts were lying open on the counter. City Lights must have picked them up. He was nice like that. Knowing the black and yellow Pegasus stallion wouldn't mind, she took a blueberry one and headed out the door, for a walk. She grabbed her smoky grey hoodie and headed out.

Ponyville was nice in the mornings, she had to admit. Taking in a quick breath of the crispy air, she went down to the gate that kept unwary ponies away from her, well, the band's house. She opened the iron gateway, and went out. Turning, she closed it and headed down to the actual town.

So there werent a whole lot of ponies in the morning. Whatever, right? Heading down the road, she passed by a pony here and there, so her ears perked up when she saw a group. Lovely day, is it not?

[Sun Riser]

"Well, hello Moonstar!" Sun Riser cheered, then she heard a greeting from a mare with a grey hoodie, she then decided to return the greeting "Hello! Yes! It sure is!" Sun Riser just wouldn't stop smiling. Sun Riser turned to the mare with the grey hoodie "Do you mind joining us?" She then turned to the rest of the group "Do ll mind if she joins?" With another smile, Sun Riser sat down, so quickly it was as if her legs couldn't keep her stable. The chain of events that had happened just seemed to make Sun Riser's smile wider.

[waxworks]

Dusty bowed to Fallen Leaves gregariously, "hello, I'm still Dusty Pan, and whether it is a lovely day or a terrible morning seems to be the subject at hoof." He gestured a shaggy blue limb towards Moonstar, "on one of her first mornings in Ponyville, this poor mare is having a bleak day full of grumps and shouts. This is sort of her introduction to Ponyville, wouldn't you say? And you know what they say about first impressions, they always come first!"

Spying a discarded can rolling through the street on behalf of a refreshing breeze, he nosed it into the air and used a light kick to send it sailing into the rubbish cart. "So, mares and gentlecolts, it seems clear to me that Moonstar here is in serious need of a do-over for her day. Anypony here care to pitch in?"

[Sun Riser]

Flicking her ear, Sun Riser quickly stood up. Then with a slight bow, Sun Riser stepped forwards "I will! I will be glad to help Moonstar in this predicament." Sun Riser intently looked at the other ponies, mentally willing them to join in. Sun Riser then smiled so widely, that her face ached, then with the slightest sound, the smile flopped into a thin line. The tip of Sun Riser's mouth twitched, wanting to smile again, yet any though of smiling made her face hurt.