"NOOOO DONT LEAVE ME MY LOVE" Tom yelled in his mind as rarity walked away "I guess when couldn't hear me" he thought as the weather began to rain giving him the sensation of tears. It wasn't even a day before he was forgotten, dismissed and abandoned. He sulked as he admired his new home, the Ponyville dump yard. it was a beautiful day, but his Feeling of being unwanted caused him to roll around looking for a companion, a friend he could call his own. To no avail he could not find anybody, all the other junks shunned him for his size, and for his difference. see in the Ponyville dump there are two groups, there is the abandoned junk and the waste, and both groups banded together to ignore the clumsy behemoth of a rock. The junk thought of him as dirt, the kind of thing that could be used, so they shunned him. the waste didn't except him for he had the wrong odor as well, he couldn't compost down into something useful. "well I guess I'm not loved here either" Tom sulked to himself as he found a corner with nobody around "I guess I'll go to sleep" he thought quietly to himself as he looked to the sky, watching the pegasi fly by. "CRASH" the sound awoke tom from his deep rest, which for all he knew could have lasted days if not weeks. but the thought of how long he slept was quickly dissipated as he remembered what woke him and went to go look for the cause of the sound. As tom rolled around the corner of the yard he saw a yellow Pegasus "oh shoot, I thought after that time I kicked you when I was mad meant that you would be indestructible. however I guess a fall from the sky will crack you and cause a leak." the Pegasus lightly yelled in frustration "now what am I going to put those flowers in?" she pondered. With a slight tear in her eye she said "you were a good vase and I apologize for what I have previously done but I cannot have a broken vase, and seeing as were at the dump yard I'm going to leave you here. Well I guess this is goodbye." the Pegasus flew up and bolted off with the slight sound of crying trailing behind her. "goodbye, I'll miss you Fluttershy" the vase whimpered to herself, unaware of any bystanders. Tom crept closer to get a better look at the vase, "crack" a twig snapped under him, he froze and tried to hide but it was too late, he alerted the vase and caught her attention. "who was that" the vase questioned, Tom crept back in hopes he could get away from the awkward confrontation. "why hello there" the vase called out. It was too late, he needed to confront her or lose his only opportunity to make a friend in this dump. "H-hi" Tom sheepishly called out. "why hello there friend" the vase said cheerfully. tom froze "friend" the word rattled around in his mind as he thought to himself "is this the friend I have been looking for?" his concentration was broken when the vase called out to him "Are you alright?" still stunned at what was going on he stood still in his track. once again the vase called out and said "come here, what's your name?" slowly tom crept closer and gave a response "Tom, my name is tom...... and yours would be?" the vase giggled and said "Wanda" she then asked "so what brings you here, I assume you saw what brought me here." Tom, now a reasonable distance to have a conversation with someone, said "well it all started back during the discord fiasco, I was give as a gift to a pony named rarity" the vase interrupted "I know her she is a good friend of my former owner, anyhow carry on." but before Tom could continue a rusted and worn skillet butted in and exclaimed the rules "don't you remember tom, the reason your shunned is because you don't fit in here. you don't want to have this condemn this lovely vase to the same fate as you, do you" tom sat in silence, his dreams of someone to love him crushed before his eyes. "that what I thought" the skillet exclaimed "now get lost" crushed tom turned to go to his area of solitude and sulk in his loneliness . "no don't go said Wanda" the skillet turned to her and said "we don't associate ourselves with objects that have never had a purpose, at least me and you at one point we had use. Tom here on the other hand has and will always be a big useless rock" Tom winced at the words that were spoke and turned thinking there was no hope for him to befriend anyone in the yard. "well I find him charming" said the vase "and if you don't like it then you can shun me as well. I don't want to be part of any group that shuns another because they are not the same." the skillet looked at her and walked away stating "well if that the way you want it go ahead, but don't come crying to me if things don't work out" "well tom lets go" said wonder. they left to the same are tom had sulked previously, only this was different Tom and Wanda Talked and shared stories the rest of the day until they saw the ceremony of Luna rise the moon.