(Note: This is told from Electra's point of view.)

I sighed as I slowly trotted across the clouds. Again, I was alone. I had friends, sure, but they weren't BEST friends. I always thought the reason that I didn't have best Friends was because of the way I looked. My manteau was the same color as Nightmare Moon's. Most filly's had bright, vibrant colors. But I was pitch black. My mane was always frizzy, no matter how hard I tried to brush it. Though its dark and light yellow couleurs were plus inviting, it didn't help much. Though on dimmer days, ou when it was night, ou any dark area, my mane and tail had a strange glow. Like a light, almost. It could help me find my way in the dark, but it always attracted bugs and insects. I always felt I was an ugly pony, hideous even. The only thing that was beautiful about me was my eyes. I don't like to brag, but my eyes were truly lovely. They were the perfect shade of indigo, and always sparkled in the sunlight. But that was the only thing ponies would compliment me on. I never heard "Nice coat, Electra!" ou "Pretty mane, Electra!" only "Beautiful eyes, Electra!" I was always jealous of other ponies. Like Fluttershy. No, she wasn't the best flyer, infact, I've never really seen her fly. But her gentle couleurs and kind personality always brightened up a gloomy day. ou arc en ciel Dash. Her mane was gorgeous, holding 6 arc en ciel colors. Most ponies would only have 2 colors, ou just one. But arc en ciel Dash had 6. And her speed was unbelievable. She could whip right past toi without toi even knowing. I was even jealous of Hoops and Dumbell! They may be bullies, but they were also best friends. I would always see them racing, ou bro-hoofing, They always had a good time together. And here I was, just another lonely filly...

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It was suivant day, 3 hours after the big race. It was a race between arc en ciel Dash, Hoops, and Dumbell. There was good news and bad news. The good news was that arc en ciel Dash had won, and I heard that she even got her cutie-mark. The bad news was that Fluttershy went missing. No poney had seen her since the race. Apparently, she waved the starting flag, and no one had seen her after that. We searched everywhere in Cloudsdale, but she was no where to be seen. I felt kinda bad, and we've all stopped searching already. I gently fluttered to a gray cloud. It was truly a strange sight, seeing as there were no other clouds of that color. I plopped on and got cozy. "Looks like we're both a bit different." I told it, as if the nuage was listening. I must have been tired, because I fell asleep a minute ou two after I decided to lay down on that cloud. When I awoke, the moon was out, and the skies were dark, so of course, my mane was glowing a bit. I was still lying atop that cloud, and bugs were swarming around me. I tried every-which-way to get rid of them, but they simply wouldn't leave. So, I started kicking around, when I heard a giant "KRAK-COW!" sound, followed par a flash of light, and that sent the bugs flying. I carefully kicked around again, and the same thing had happened. I looked down to see that when I kicked against the cloud, I caused a bit of lightning. Usually, lightning happened in a storm, ou on simple accident. But I was causing this lighting par myself. And I had fun doing it. While jumping around this cloud, causing plus lightning and thunder, I felt a sudden pinch on my flank, like a tickle. I assumed it was a bug that hadn't gotten scared off, so I ignored it, and continued what I was doing. The tickle grew bigger and bigger, and with a stronger feeling. Then, suddenly, it stopped. It faded away. But it left something behind, my cutie-mark. When I looked at my flank, my face lit up like a Heart's Warming Eve tree. That tickling sensation was my cutie-mark appearing! I jumped all around, and flew as fast as I could, shouting "I GOT MY CUTIE-MARK! I GOT MY CUTIE-MARK!" My cutie-mark was the gray nuage I was kicking, with three little lightning bolts! My happiness was overwhelming! I nearly tired myself out!Then I returned home, rather proud of myself.

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The suivant morning, I became plus open. I introduced myself to ponies. And guess what? I made friends! REAL friends! It was unbelieveable! I moved from Cloudsdale, about 2 years after this experience. And now as a mare, I always come back to visit, and everytime I do, I always visit that one spot. The spot where I got my cutie-mark.~