The Derpy Eye Don't Know Pt Two

*Later*



"Ahh, what a good book." Derpy thought to herself as she finished reading Daring Do.



She sighed cheerfully to herself as she rested her back against the cloud she was laying on to look at the sky. It was definitely a sight to behold. There was so much wonder to a pony whose been blind for so long to see the world now for what it was really like. Not much time had passed since she left the Library, at least to her it didn't. She was enjoying too much of her free time looking around Ponyville and all it's wonders. Sure, there weren't actually any "wonders" to Ponyville that were memorable, but to Derpy, everything officially was. It didn't really help much that almost everypony whose building she went near slammed the door shut in fear of property damage, but she simply ignored it as she enjoyed the scenery.



The problem with her job was still getting to her though. She was a bit worried about what she could possibly do about her job situation at this moment. Sure, she could just get another job at this point, but who in Equestria would hire her? A lot of ponies throughout the world know of her hoofdy-work, which isn't something she's proud of at this point, and it'd be a miracle if somepony would hire her that isn't afraid of her either. Whether it's a fear of her or just the fear of her damaging their property, nopony in Ponyville was going to give her a chance. And even if they would offer her a job, when it came to the interview portion of a job, that usually requires references, and there'd be nopony to use as a good reference for her. Not even her friends; even if they didn't mean to make her out to be a bad pony, they'd have to be honest. As much as Derpy didn't want to admit it, she wasn't all too hoofdy (for those wanting to kill the author for his numerous bad puns about replacing any words with "hands" with the words "hoof/hooves"- GET IN LINE) when it came to entirely responsible tasks.



But for now, Derpy tried pushing those thoughts out of her head as she tried to enjoy herself. Sure, there would be a lot of dilemmas she'd have to handle later on, but if she knew she was going to face them anyway, she decided just to enjoy herself while she could. And besides, who knows? Maybe somehow she'll get lucky in the end and this will all work out for her after all. And if it didn't then at least it wouldn't ruin her present fun of cloud watching. While most ponies would find this boring after awhile, having no clear vision let her enjoy the simple things of life as of now, and trying to think of what different clouds looked like was a lot of fun for her. One cloud looked like a giraffe to her. Another cloud looked like a large tree with a round top. And that cloud looked like Rainbow Dash!...Oh wait....

"Ah!" Derpy quickly yelped, startled as Rainbow Dash quickly burst in front of her.



"Derpy! There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere." Rainbow Dash stated.



"Oh, hi Rainbow Dash." Derpy greeted casually. Rainbow Dash's right brow rose as she looked at Derpy strangely.



"Umm...Derpy? What's with your eyes?" She asked curiously.



"Isn't it great? Twilight fixed them!" Derpy said excitedly.



"She...fixed...your eyes?" Rainbow Dash said, still a bit confused.



"Yup! I can see clearly now! No blurs, dizziness, or swirls." She said cheerfully.



"Oh yeah...Twilight said somethin' about you having some surprise. She said you left an hour ago, just right after I got done asking her what happened to her butt." She commented. Derpy suddenly tilted her head a bit.



"An hour ago?" She repeated before looking at the book in her hooves. It only took me an hour to read this? Derpy asked herself. Rainbow Dash's attention quickly switched to the book in Derpy's hooves.



"Hey, what are you doing with that?" Derpy quickly looked back.


"Oh, just doing a bit of reading," she replied as she looked back to the book, "but I just finished it." She added.



"...Derpy?"



"Yeah?"



"You do know that book doesn't have any pictures aside from the cover...right?"



"Well...yeah, why?"



"...Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm finding it very doubtful that you read the whole book by now." Rainbow stated. Derpy blinked a bit surprised at Rainbow's doubt.


"What? But it's true!"



"Yeah right!" Rainbow Dash retorted, swiping the book from Derpy. She began flipping through the pages until she stopped somewhere mid-book. "Ok then, who is Daring Do's arch nemesis in this book?"



"Auhizotl." Derpy answered quickly.



"Heh heh, lucky guess..." Rainbow Dash mumbled as she quickly flipped through pages again. "How does Daring Do get the Sapphire Statue?"



"She had to overcome numerous traps including one where she had to cross an entire room of tiles marked with different animals. She had to cross the floor by only stepping on the herbivore-related species, then escape the temple once the room started filling with lava." Derpy replied, rolling her eyes bored. "C'mon, give me a hard one!" She demanded. Rainbow Dash silently grumbled at her stubborness.



"...Ok, that's it. No more Mr. nice mare!" Rainbow Dash deemed as she quickly flipped through the pages frantically. "How does the book e-"



"Daring Do narrowly escapes death at the claws od Auhizotl's trap by richocheting her hat numerous times until it deactivates the lever of said trap, then quickly flies away now that her wing's healed. Just as Auhizotl is enjoying his relaxation while determining how to rule the world, Daring Do swoops in and snatches the statue back, yada yada yada. Seriously, at that point I began losing interest in the book. The fiblical manner of the ending started dissipating all plausible reality it had. I could buy the injured wing and all and the possible temple, but by the time span that the temple was made to when Daring Do plundered it's treasure, that lava trap would've set off the minute she stepped on any of the tiles. I mean seriously, with the counterwieght and the perception of the gravity, without any pillars or such to amplify the support structure of the trap's triggering mechanism, any one of those said tiles should've set the trap off to begin with." Derpy explained, in one of the most outrageously detailed-explained topics she's ever discussed.



All Rainbow Dash could do during the entire course of that one "small" explanation was twitch her eye in a mix of confusion, annoyance, and fear.



"...TWILIGHT! SOMEPONY'S FILLYNAPPED AND REPLACED DERPY! AND THEY'RE USING CONFUSINGLY SCARY LOGIC AGAINST ME!!!" Rainbow Dash yelled in a tattletale tone, quickly bursting away from the scene in fear. Derpy just blinked in confusion at the scene before shrugging her shoulders.



"Gee, talk about a strange pegasus." She commented before rubbing her chin. "Altough...Her comment about a picture book did give me a thought." She said to herself as she looked at the book's cover. "I haven't really examined any pictures in awhile...not even ones I took myself. And there's only one place in Equestria where a pony can find numerous pieces of artwork and paintings!" She declared excitedly.



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"The Ponyville Galleria Gallery!" Derpy read aloud as she read the golden-plated sign. Her attention quickly switched to the Museum itself with a smile. If there was any piece of modern art somewhere in Equestria somepony wanted to see, the Galleria Gallery was the place to go. It had many famous works of artwork from the Ponelisa to the Pony-Caserol. Not to be confused with the Picaso piece of artwork. Derpy sighed gleefully at the sight of the building, already excited about the mere thought of what pictures and paintings she would see. Without further ado, she trotted along the way to the entrace. Ready, willing, and abled, she pushed the front doors swide open, not letting anything get in her way!



*3 seconds later*



"No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!" A richly dressed chestnut-maned pony yelled frantically, pushing Derpy out the door with his head. "I am sorry Ms. Hooves, but I cannae' let you in after last visit's...pleasantries." The pony explained in a Frenchy-accent. "Besides, I can a'sure you we do nuh have any deliveries from your serv'eces anymore." He added. Derpy quickly looked back to him as she brushed off the dust built up from him pushing her across the dirt-covered path.


"But I'm not here to make a delivery, I'm just here to look at the artwork." She replied, earning a questionable look from the stallion.



"W-Wha? You are just 'ere to observe our paintings?" He asked, tapping his chin.



"Well...yeah." She replied simply. The chestnut pony rubbed his chin some more in thought.



The philosophy of the Museum was that anypony could come and observe their vast wodners of artwork from days of old days of new, and days of places from other places. Although he never really understood that last bit considering how confusing it was, he did know it meant anypony was allowed in to look at their works of art, and with no exceptions to this case. It was a rule the chestnut pony was regretting considering nopony has met somepony like Derpy. Or at least the Derpy everypony used to know. And there was no way he was going to forget the incident last year.



The chestnut pony found himself at a cross. Risk the safety of the museum, or risk the safety of his job? He couldn't make an exception to anypony for that matter, but there was so much risk involved if he allowed her inside. He did remember his options were limited though. He couldn't let last year's fire be the excuse of his dilemma, esspecially since nothing was damaged from said fire (thank Celestia). With a hearty sigh, he rubbed his forehead in a regretting-like gesture as he finally replied.


"Very well Ms. Hooves, but we do nuh want anu'dare repeat of last year's inncident, no?" He stated. Derpy playfully rolled her eyes as she shook her hoof at him.


"Oh please, things like that won't ever happen again." She replied as she started walking past him casually. The chestnut pony raised his brow at her.



"Oh, and what makes you so 'eh sure?" He asked. Derpy looked back with a simple smile as she kept walking.



"Because, I'm the new Derpy! The new one is way less clumsy-!"



*Bam*



"Ouch!" She suddenly yelped, falling back as she rubbed her snout. There was a slight sting to it as she looked back towards the door frame which it collided into. The timing of the event was close-to-perfect, given the scenario. Derpy chuckled slightly as she rubbed the back of her head. "Eh heh...well I said less, not compeltely..." She commented, quickly trotting along inside before the Frenchy-pony changed his mind...

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"Woooooow..." Derpy said in amazement as her eyes sparkled. The inside of it was exactly as expected: a perfect example of modern objet d'art mixed in with a surreal evnironment of nonchalant artworks from different eras and origins!...The very thought of what Derpy just said made her blink suddenly as she shook her head, trying to figure out where that came from. For the time being, however, she decided to shrug it off as she wanted to use this day to enjoy herself, and break out the new eyes.



And for the first time since getting these new eyes, she was having a blast! First she observed most to all of the natural paints in in the Art Gallery. There was a wide array of colors which mixed in contrast, symetry, and illusions. Some of the paintings really surprised her, like one of which she had to decide for herself whether it was a vase or two ponys' heads right next to each other. Another rather famous piece, famous above all others in most societies, was the infamous Ponelisa. The picture itself was simple, bland, and average. Yet there was always some sort of wonder and curiosity everypony who looked upon it asked themselves "why was she smiling?", or "what reason". It was just one of those age-old questions.



The next exhibit she examined was the Sculpture Gallery, which, as the name implies, dealt with all manner of clay sculptures and other modled pieces of artwork. Some of the memorable types of artworks were such pieces as the great Thinker piece, which had a simple pony sitting in one spot on a pedastal, thinking to himself, and raising more questions like why he was thinking. Another infamos piece was a simple sculpture of a stallion standing on his two hind legs. Derpy was a bit interested in the style and form of the sculpture, but the only thing that turned her away was a single clam-shaped sculpture piece that was covering his..."Stallioness".  She felt a slight blush at the thought of the "missing-detail", quickly trotting away from the scene before somepony else saw her embarassed state.



Sadly, like all good things ponies enjoyed, the factor of time finally began to draw near the end as Derpy ran out of galleries to explore. There was a good number of different art pieces to look at, but there for a simple building of average size, the Museum itself wasn't a full-fledge "museum", at least in terms of size and appearance. There were only two floors, and in actuality, six rooms per floor. But there was only so much to look at before Derpy grew bored with repetitive pieces of art, and the lack of displays and descriptions each room had after she visited them. With a sad sigh, Derpy found herself walking towards the entrance again as she was about to leave. That's when she heard yelling.



"240 Bits!"



"360!"


"500!" Random ponies started to shouting, catching Derpy's attention.



In another section of the Museum, one Derpy had missed and paid less attention to due to being sealed off by the red fancy rope, had suddenly become booming with activity. Derpy's curiosity got the best of her as she began trotting over to the red leather rope to get a better look. Unfortunately, she was blocked off by another Pegasi with bulging muscles and rather tincy tiny wings. This pegasus was better known as Snowflake.



"YEAH!!! Name please!" He asked, in more of a commanding tone.



"Uhhh...huh?"



"I NEED YOUR NAME ON THE LIST!!!" He shouted, blowing her eyelids and mane back as his voice boomed. Derpy's pupils shrank a bit as the booming ended, trying to snap out of it as she shook her head again to gain focus.



"Ummm...Juuuust curiosity, what's going on in there?" She asked.



"IT'S A WEEKLY CANTERLOT AUTION! YEAH!!!" He shouted proudly. "Every week Canterlot ponies gather here in Ponyville to auction off rare pieces of art for their own museum or collection!" He explained.



Derpy tilted her head curiously. Not once in her life of Ponyville had she heard of Ponies having Art Auctions around here. Then again, being her first time being in the Museum too, it wasn't all too surprising. For some strange reason, she found herself interested in the idea of the Auction that was currently taking place. She couldn't figure out why, but for some strange reason, a little voice inside of her head was telling her to go into the Auction exhibit no matter what. And being the first time she had that voice in her head tell her something since she had her eyes fixed, she knew she just had to do it. All she had to do at this point was figure out how to get passed a muscle-headed pony.



"ARE YOU ON THE LIST!" He asked again, in more of a commanding tone than questioning, again.



"Uhh...Yes?" She replied qeustionably.



"YEAH!!! THEN WHAT'S YOUR NAME?" He asked, looking back.



"Umm...what name's still on there?"


"SUSAN CLOUDS' STILL NOT HERE!" He stated.


"Ummm...theeen yeah! That's me! Susan Cloud." She lied, giving a nervous smile back with her teeth showing.



"OH SUSAN! YEEEAH! IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU SHOWED UP! COME ON IN!!!" He yelled excitedly, even though yelling was basically common at this point for him. With a simple satisfied grunt to himself, he removed the leather strip from the doorway, letting her in.



The sight that greeted her next was both expected, and surprising to her. There were a bunch of fancy-dressed ponies all around chatting amongst themselves about their usual successes in life, or about the modern art they were auctioning for their museum. Unlike a traditional auction, the acutions around here were organized into a party-like fashion; while attending to the guests in a party-like style, every five minutes the Museum's host would regularly bring about a new item to auction off. It was a rather fancy way of auctioning items off for the rich folk without there being any moment of boredom, thirst, or hunger among the guests. And it was esspecially important for the Museum hosts to put on his or her best presentation when dealing with rich from Canterlot. Bigger display and enjoyment equals bigger payment. In the world of business, payment was good.



Another aspect of the Art Auctioning in Ponyville was diving members of the rich community into "teams". "Teams" would be an understatement in this case, considering how a large number of rich ponies were usually trying to play monopoly; they wanted to control each others' businesses. Usually when it came to such affairs like "helping" each other buy another painting or art piece, they would usually hold that against the other pony when it came to paying back personal favors.



"Attention all esteemed Gusests, attention!" The Auctioneer spoke up, catching everypony's attention. "The next piece will begin auctioning in two minutes! All guests please match up with a partner so we may resume." He stated.



All of which left Derpy slightly confused and worried about her current predictament. She didn't know about the ongoing auction that was currently taking place, and she had no way of telling what to do if somepony found out she was just a commoner pony. For the most part, she assumed everypony was doing with the auction and that they were simply socializing for the remainder of their stay. Given that it was her first time in an auction of such formalities, however, it wasn't to surprising to her that she got the info wrong at this point. But she also knew she could get into trouble for coming to such a formal event uninvited.


"Yoohoo, excuse me fellow mare?" A voice suddenly called out, catching Derpy's attention. The pony himself appeared to be a rather stylishly-dressed pony with a single monocole and tuxedo. He was also sporting a simple yet pure violet bowtiw between the collar of the tux. If the shining blue-colored mane and tail, which also went with his similary-colored moustache and eyes, didn't show off how rich and successful he was, then the three golden crowns he had for a cutiemark most certainly did. Fortunately for Derpy, he appeared to be along the lines of the polite sophisticated types compared to some of the other Canterlotian ponies.



Derpy could recall a few instances when she had to make deliveries to Canterlot in which she ended up running into a few of the ponies (or in her case, flew in to). They never were in the msot pleasant mood whenever she met them, often being the burden of insults and other tauntings whenever she met them. Then again, she couldn't really blame them considering three-fourths of the time she met them, it was usually after she crashed into their businesses. On the bright side, he didn't seem too familiar with her and vice versa. That would explain the only calming aura she was feeling from him compared to the numerous uneasy auras she was getting from the rest of the room. Even if they didn't show it, he could perfectly feel them all scoffing at her in silence. She lowered her head a bit regrettably at this as she trotted over to him.



"U-Uhhh o-ok-ok..." She mumbled as she walked over. The Stylishly-dressed pony simply smiled as she made her way over.



"Ah, much better, the more the merrier they say, eh?" He commente enthusiastically.


"Uhh...Y-Yeah, sure..." She replied nervously.



"Well now, no need to be alarm. I'm sure we can work out some business arrangement once this is done and-" He paused suddenly as he eyed her suspiciously. "Say, I don't believe I've seen you at one of our auctions. Are you new?" He asked curiously. Derpy began to grow nervous as she was already suspected much earlier than expected.



"Uhhh....W-Well you see-"



"SHE'S SUSAN CLOUD! YEAAAH!" Snowflake shouted again, repappearing out of nowhere and just as quickly disappearing. There was a small silence thanks to the sudden shouting, but everypony's attention quickly turned to the front of the auction as the mike went off.



"Em hem, this thing on?" The Auctioneer checked to make sure before smiling. "I'd like to bring your attention to our next piece to come up, this authentic origional piece of the constellations, featuring Starswirl The Bearded's constellation as well. I'd like to start the bidding at 50 bits!" He announced.



"60 bits!"



"75 bits!"



"100 bits!" Random ponies started shouting.



It was quite a hustle to multiple ponies within the room, and Derpy could see why. It wasn't just the swirl of paintings and colors that melded together perfectly with the picture itself, but the painting itself had a grand shimmer about it that surprisingly made the stars realistic. It was no doubt coated with paint infused with magic, but the fact it was infused at all was even more incredible! Usually when it came to infusing magic to something, it was always tricky business. But when it comes to infusing magic to actual colors, esspecially paints, that was something hard to accomplish, and even harder to keep it all in one piece without blowing up on itself. The painting was valuable to make a long story short. And anypony would love to get their hooves on such a magnificent painting like this.



So the only question Derpy had to ask was why this pony wasn't bidding?



"Pssst, aren't you gonna bid anything?" She whispered over.



"Why are you whispering?" He asked with a raised brow. Derpy blinked to herself for a bit before shrugging.


"Ummm....I don't know." She simply replied. "But you should bid!" She suggested. The fancy pony chuckled to himself at this.


"Hm hm hmm, it's a touching thought, but no thanks. I've already done quite a bit of bidding for the week. I doubt I'll make much off of this piece." He stated.



The pony's statement rang through Derpy's head for some reason, mostly trying to figure out how much the painting was truly worth. Without even realizing it, numbers began scattering through her head as she went into thought, putting seemingly limitless equations and scenarios in her head in only mere seconds. And for once, it wasn't mere seconds because she grew a headache and decided to stop thinking; that's how fast she solved each step of the situation. What may have seemed like full hours to comprehend to anypony else ended up taking a full ten seconds for Derpy to fully determine and decide.



"Bid for it!" Derpy deemed to the rich Unicorn. The Unicorn raised his brow at her again.



"Beg pardon?" He questioned.



"Trust me! You should try to buy it!" She repeated. The Unicorn gave her a simple smile.



"Susan, I appreciate the thought, but I really don't think my money would be well spent with-"



"We have 200 bits! 200 going once!" The Auctioneer stated loudly, coming to a close with the item.



"Look, I can't explain it all at this moment, but I guarantee it'll be worth it!" She commented. The Unicorn rubbed his chin as he gave her a questionable look.



"200 going twice!" The Auctioneer added.



"Are you su-"



"Yes! Just hurry!" She squeeled, practically having a close-to-nervous breakdown. The Unicorn finally sighed.



"Three times, and s-"



"400 bits!" The Unicorn finally spoke up, much to Derpy's relief and everypony else's shock. Even the Auctioneer was momentarily lost for words, but maintained his professionalism as he cleared his throat.



"Eh hem, my word! It looks like this fine Stallion certainly wants this valuable piece of work. Sold, for 400 bits!" The Auctioneer announced, concluding today's auction with the final piece.



"Yes!" Derpy cheered quietly to herself as the Unicorn casually trotted over to his prize, levitating it back over.



"Yes yes, bravo I suppose." The fancily-dressed pony cheered in a questioning tone. "Although I'm still questioning what the point of that was. I have many other paintings like it, so, if I do say so myself, it seems kind of wasteful getting another." He commented as he began levitaing his cup of tea to drink. "What makes this piece so special?" He asked as he sipped.



"Oh, because the painting's real worth is over 2,000 bits."



*PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTT*



The fancy pony suddenly did a spit-take as he began going into a coughing fit from what he just heard. The rest of the ponies in the gallery also let out an audible gasp, both fom the fact she said something that made the pony spit in shock, and from what Derpy said in  general. Derpy's expression shrank to nervousness as she saw everypony's expression, feeling like she just did something illegal with what she just said. She gave a small nerving smile to the audience as her eyes shifted back and forth, worried about what she could have said.



"Ehh..heh...i-i-is s-something wrong?" She studdered. The attention quickly turned back to the other pony as he briefly wiped his mouth with a decorative hankerchif from his coat pocket, tucking it away as soon as he was done.



"Eh hem...I apologize for the attrocious display but I was really taken back by the last comment. Now what did you say again?" He asked with a raised brow.



"Ehmm...W-Well I t-think the real standing price is...somewhere around 2,000 bits?" She repeated, still causing just as much surprise as she did previously. There were alot of ponies suddenly gossiping amongst themselves as they all eyed her strangely. The only pony who did seem to actually speak his mind though was her current partner of the Auction.



"Well I must say that's quite an interesting comment, but tell me how exactly you came to that theory?" He asked curiously. Derpy actually smiled at this. While she might not know alot about the auctions they hold for the Canterlot ponies, she did know a thing or two about   detail.



"Well, to be honest it's hard at first to tell this monque from the copy that was made during 1800's, but the real one was designed to have an abbray of fluctuating stars that crystalize the serene image which was implemented by one of Starswirl's earlier experiments when he had his assistances test the effects of magic and synthetic coloring based on lighting from a crystal prism invented from an earlier experiment when-" And Derpy continued.



The rest of the ponies were truly stunned at the elaborate and professional explanation Derpy continued to put on. Not once had anypony in Canterlot seen a pony with such class about the history of modern art, nor had they ever met anypony who could remember something none of them had even heard of since grade school. Not only that, but some of the ponies jaw's nearly dropped as the explanation continued. While still being a high scociety class of ponies and being overly-well educated, some of the things the pony continued rambling on about actually brought confusion to them, despite knowing she was simply explaining why the painting itself was worth so much.



At the same time, the Auctioneer's assistant quickly began calculating and recording everything Derpy was explaining about the painting, and found himself perplexed and in shock. Every single bit of detail she was describing was accurate, right down to the last date, origin, and description of who or what events were taking place during that time. In addition to this, he was also calculating the marketing price they just sold it for compared to the actual price Derpy was debating right now. And for the most part, he found himself devastated by the latest result.  



By the time Derpy had finished explaining, she found herself out of breath. Not once in her life had she ever had to explain something to so many ponies in life like this!...Come to think of it, she doesn't even remember the last time she explained anything to any pony. Not once had another pony come to her for guidance or questioning, mostly because everypony wanted an answer, not some description for a muffin recipe, which was usually the only question she got asked these days. Either those, or just questions about how her daughter was doing and all. Not that she minded of course, it's just that no one's ever really asked her a question about somethnig specific, esspecially not so many ponies all at once! After another few seconds of silence, the fancy-dressed pony's monocle popped off as his face as it fell towards the ground, luckily dangling from the string it was attached to from the pony's coat.



"Huff..." Derpy sighed before smiling nervously again. "A-Any questions?" She asked with another uneasy smile. All the ponies continued to remain silent in the room before looking back to the Auctioneer's assistant.



"Well?" One of the other rich pony's questioned.



"Is it really worth 2,000 bits?" Another asked. Everypony paid attention to the now profusely sweating pony as he gulped, looking over the last of the numbers he calculated into the paper.



"A-A-Ac-Ac-According to t-th-this...it isn't worth 2,000 bits." The Assistant stated.



Everypony except Derpy moaned disappointedly at the result, finding it more and more exciting at the thought of Derpy actually being right. As for Derpy herself, she was just torn up completely in one instant. After all she had experienced from the day, after every other single good thing that happened to her that day, the one thing she was looking forward to out of all of this, was being right just for once. She drooped her head shamefully as she frowned, which the fancy pony noticed almost instantly. Right before he could ask her if something was wrong, the Assistant continued.



"I-It's worth 2,500 Bits!" He blurted out, letting out a womanly-sigh as he fainted right after. Everypony let out another startled gasp before congratulating both Derpy, and the "fancy-pony", who also congratulated her with a warm smile. For once in her life, Derpy actually felt a sense of pride for herself. Never in her life did she have so many ponies cheering for her. Not even when she did things herself. One prime example of her life was the Season's Game for hoofball in Cloudsdale back when she was still in school. Her team only needed another three-point-score to win, and from the mere look of things with only fifteen-seconds on the clock, nopony figured the team could make it in time. Yet, despite the odds, and a team mate accidentally throwing the ball to Derpy due to a mix of nervousness and not paying attention, Derpy miraculously and luckily managed to steer clear of everypony on the team and scored the winnning touchdown! And there was cheering!



Problem was, the cheering wasn't directly for her. She looked around as everypony from the stands flew down to the field to congratulate everypony else, smiling at first as she thought they were rushing over to cheer for her.  But to her surprise and disappointment, everypony else was cheering for the rest of the ponies on the team. It's like they didn't even notice her making the team goal. Her parents would've came over, but unfortunately on that day, they were stuck with weather detail and couldn't make it. It bummed her out that it had to be just that one game they had to miss, but she was even more bummed out at the fact everypony else was getting praised while she was ignored. If it wasn't for the fact the coach at least took the time to congratulate her, she might've flown home in tears.  



Derpy snapped out of her thoughts as she noticed the ponies continuing to praise her, realizing she was momentarily lost in her memories. She finally had something she could be proud of, aside from her daughters of course, that she did herself. And, only to make it more memorable, she had witnesses.



"I say, bravo Susan!" The fancy-pony congratulated again. "I've never met anypony capable of making such a remarkable and astute observation." He added. Derpy couldn't help but look away a bit embarassed.



"T-Thanks...It was nothing, really!" She commented, practically ready to blush. The pony only shook his head at this.



"Hardly!" He replied. "Susan, you must simply attend the next Galleria with us." He suggested.



"What's that?" Derpy asked curiously.



"Just a weekly thing we do to gather round and talk about fascinating works of art. But I'd love to hear more of your critiques of the wonderous displays next time." He answered.



"Well-"



"Hey!" Another pony suddenly shouted, catching everypony's attention. She had a brick-red colored mane and tail, and was supporting a snow white-colored coating all over. Both these colors really helped bring out the light blue coloring in her eyes. The one factor about her that made Derpy paralyze with fear though was the fact she was one, a pegasus much like herself, and two, she had a pure grey cloud as her cutiemark. Derpy instantly gulped as the facts came together. The fancy pony next to her raised his brow curiously.



"Ah yes, can I help you?" He asked.



"Perhaps. For one thing, why is some Pegasus going around using my name and pretending to be me?!" She stammered, earning a gasp from the audience again. All eyes looked back towards Derpy as she began sweating nervously. "And the second thing, WHO in the right mind let DERPY INTO THE MUSEUM?!" She yelped, getting more audible and shocked gasps from everypony else.



Well, her fun was over. She knew how to get a crowd going from time to time, and knew at least how to socialize in past scenarios, even if she didn't understand anything. But every single time, the one thing that kept bulldozing her fun and social activities with others was everypony else finding out her name was Derpy. It was like Lord Voldehoof from Maney Potter novels; he who must not be named less thee bring misfortune. Only in this case, it was she. And after being put on spot in front of some of the richest ponies in Canterlot, it was just a matter of time before bad rumors and gossip spread from there as well. At least, that's what she assumed before the fancy-pony walked up to her again.



"So, Derpy, is your name?" He asked. Derpy sighed regrettably as she nodded.



"Uh huh." She replied. To her surprise though as she looked back, the fancy pony was smiling at her before turning his attention to the rest of the room.



"Everypony, a toast!" He decreed, using his magic to raise another glass of punch. "To Derpy, and her magnificent monique!" He decreed, reminding everypony of the valuable painting Derpy discovered.



"Here here!" They all cheered, raising their own glasses as well. Derpy couldn't help but tear up at this. She finally had a room full of friends...minus the only pony who was still confused.



"Am I missing something here?" Susan Cloud asked alloud...