HEYA! Delilah here! FINALLY got the first chapter up, WOOHOO! :D
Sorry it's so long, but i wanted to make sure to proberly introduce Mags to the Apple family ^^. Here comes some info about Mags!:

Name: Magenta

Gender: Mare

Race: Earth Pony

Coat color: White with some pink streaks

Mane/tail color: White with hot pink bangs

Eye color: Deep Purple

Cutiemark: None, she's a blankflank

Other: She wears a dark brown coat to hide her blank flank.

Please R&R!

The train passed the landscape and made it look blurry. Magenta the earth pony rested her head against the window. She was born in Fillydelphia and lived there with her grandmother Jackalope. Or at least she used to. For about a week ago Grandma Jackalope fell ill and had to be taken to the hospital. However, only a couple of days later, she died. But before she died, she sent a letter to her close friend, Granny Smith in Ponyville and asked her to look after Magenta.

Magenta let out a deep sigh. And that was where she were going now. To Ponyville and a place called "Sweet Apple Acres". If she ever got there, because the train ride seemed to be taking forever! She blew the mane out of her face. She used to do that when she were bored. She was both worried and excited. Excited over her new home and if she would finally find out her cutie mark there, and worried that they would find out that she was a blank flank and make fun of her. She looked at a photograph she held in her hoof. It was of her grandmother and Magenta when she were just a filly. Magenta could feel tears gather up in her eyes. She missed her grandma... Alot! And she knew she would never see her again, just the thought made her even sadder. She wiped the tears from her eyes with her other hoof. Crying and sulking wouldn't bring her back. And she promised herself she would do her best to make grandma proud of her.
Hours later the train finally stopped at Ponyville.

Magenta stepped outside on wiggly legs. She had been sitting still for so long, so she tought that for a minute, her legs had forgotten how to walk! She drew in a deep breath. The air smelled fresh and she could feel a hint of bakery and hay in it.

She looked at her map she had gotten to find her way to Sweet Apple Acres, but she couldn't make any sense out of it. Luckily a kind citizen gave her the right direction, after a retarded pegasi with yellow mane and funny eyes led her totally astray!
She followed a path until she could spot a whole forest full with appletrees. She dusted off her coat that covered her blank flank and proceeded to walk through the appletree forest.

She followed the road through the forest until she came to a farm. It looked like it went on forever. Everywhere there were either another piece of an appletree forest or a plowed field.

She looked around, but she couldn't see anypony around. She continued forward and came to a field where a big, red stallion were plowing with an old fashioned plow. The plow looked heavy, but the stallion didn't seem to care.

"Errm, excuse me?" Magenta asked carefully. The stallion stopped in his work and turned to face whoever it was that spoke. His face was without any expression and a wheat stem were sticking out from the corner of his mouth. She knew it was an obvious question, but she asked anyway; "Have I come to Sweet Apple Acres?"
"Eeyup" The stallion answered. He didn't seem to be the most expressive nor talkative pony in Equestria.

"Great, my name is Magenta. I'm looking for Granny Smith, is she somewhere around?" Magenta asked and put on a smile, hoping it would spread to the stallion. But he just nodded and pointed to the house beside the barn. A bit disappointed, Magenta thanked the stallion, who never told her his name, and continued on to the house.

As she came closer, she could hear somepony snore. Loud!
A green, old pony sat in a rocking chair and slept with her mouth open like a hungry baby bird. Probably Granny Smith.

Great, Magenta thought. She walked up to the old mare and cleared her throat. No reaction from the old one.

"Excuse me?" Magenta said, trying to wake Granny Smith up. But she didn't. Magenta sighed and rolled her eyes. "Excuse mrs!" Magenta said a little louder. The old coot slept like a log.
"Great, I bet she wouldn't notice if a herd of hippos stampeeded over her farm..." Magenta mumbled to herself. Granny Smith's eyes suddenly became wide open and she leaped up from her rocking chair.
"STAMPEEDIN' HIPPOS! EV'RYPONEY RUN FOR THA HIILLS!" She screamed and flailed her hooves about.

"What? No, it's okay! I were just thinking loudly to myself! There are NO HIPPOS HERE!" Magenta said and tried to calm the old mare down. She became quiet and looked down at Magenta. "No hippos?" Granny Smith asked confounded. Magenta nodded. "Well ain't that just DANDEYH!" The old coot said and fell asleep in her rocking chair again.
"AUGH!" Magenta facehooved. "Listen, my name is Magenta. I come from Fillydelphia where I lived with my grandma, Jackalope. A couple of days ago, she wrote to you and asked if I could live with you here on Sweet Apple Acres and now..." Magenta began to rant but where interrupted by Granny Smith, who once again sprang up. She hugged Magenta really tight.

"JACKIE! No time, long see old gal! How'ya doin?" Cheered Granny Smith. Magenta pushed herself away from the old pony.

"No, no, no! I'm Magenta, her grandchild." Magenta said and shoke her head. Granny Smith seemed disappointed for a while, but then she cheered up again.

"Why OFCOURSE! Ya are her grandchild! Well I was wonderin' why she looked so young!" The old coot said and she more or less pushed Magenta into the house.

"Ah'll just ask one of MAH grandchildren to show ya 'round, but first ya need to unpack them heavy suitcases of yours! And just ya WAIT 'til ya see your ROOM!" She said and walked with Magenta up the stairs. Magenta rolled her eyes. She had only been carrying one bag, she didn't own more than that. But whatever Granny Smith said...

Granny Smith open one of the doors on the second floor and went in with Magenta close behind. Magenta frowned when she saw the room. It looked like a small filly lived in there, with dolls and stuffed animals on the bed and drawings everywhere on the wall. The name "The Cutiemark Crusaders" popped up everywhere. Was that some kind of music band in Ponyville? Magenta looked sceptically at Granny Smith. Granny Smith scratched her chin for awhile, then she bursted out laughing.

"Oh deary me! Ah think Ahm gettin' old! This here's Appleblooms room!" She chuckled and showed Magenta the way to another room. But Granny Smith only began to open the door when she started chuckling again.

"Oh dear, Ah almost did it again'! This here's Big Macintosh's room! And unfortunately ah don't think he'd be too happy to share it! Poor lad hardly fit in there himself, ya can hear him hit his head in the roof ev'ry mornin'!" She said with a smile. Magenta immediately thought of the big stallion on the field. Was that Big Macintosh perhaps?

The search continued and it turned out the only free room in the house for Magenta were on the attic. But she didn't complain, she found the attic quite cosy. She were soon settled in and had unpacked her bag. She had moved some of the junk stashed away on the attic to one side and made the other side into her own room. It was still a bit dusty, but she'd clean that up later. She placed the photography of her and her grandma on the window sill and looked out through the window. She could see the barnyard and a big part of the appletree forest from here, it looked like it went on forever. Plus the sun were on its way down and colored the sky in crimson, purple and orange and made the shadows longer. This place were truly beautiful. Magenta couldn't help but smile. As long as nobody found out that she was a blank flank, everything were probably going to be just perfect.

Her stomach growled and disturbed her thoughts. She left her room in the attic and went down the stairs to the kitchen floor. She haven't had a bite to eat since she left the train, she was famished!
Suddenly she almost ran into an orange pony carrying a plate with a freshly baked applepie. It smelled delicious. The orange pony stared surprised at Magenta. Magenta backed off and put on a nervous smile. The orange pony frowned.

"'Scuse me miss, but who're you? An what're ya doin here?" She asked and tilted her head.

"H-hi! I'm Magenta!" Magenta said nervously and looked around after Granny Smith, but she were nowhere to be found. The orange pony's face cracked up in a friendly smile.

"Gee, Ahm sorry Magenta! Mah name's Applejack, but ya can just call me AJ! Funneh, Granny didn't tell me you were here! An'way, welcome to Sweet Apple Acres!" The orange pony Applejack said and shook Magentas hoof. "Pleasure makin' you acquaintance!"
"Same here" Said Magenta and let out a relieved sigh. Applejack didn't seem that bad. Applejack nodded to a nearby room.

"Come on and have a piece of pie with the rest of the Apple family here on Sweet Apple Acres!" she said. Magenta nodded. AJ didn't have to ask her twice. That applepie looked delicious and her stomach kept reminding her that it was empty.

In the room there were another three ponies. Magenta recognized Granny Smith and the big stallion from the field, but there were a small yellow filly with a big bow sitting beside Granny Smith she had never seen before.

"Hey Applejack, Ah see you've met Margareta! She's mah friend Jackalopes granddaughter and she'll be livin' with us from now on!" Granny Smith said and waved her old hoof at Magenta.

"Auhm, its Magenta" Magenta said and smiled.

"Gesundheit! Anyway, this here's mah grandchildren; Big Macintosh, Applejack and little Applebloom!" Granny Smith said and pointed to the other ponies. Applebloom said "hi" and invited Magenta to sit next to her, Big Macintosh nodded at her and continued to hungrily eye the applepie.
Magenta sat down between Applebloom and Applejack and since she were their quest, she got the first piece of pie. A few minutes later when Magenta and the Apple family had scarfed down the whole pie, Granny Smith continued to tell them a story about her and Jackalope when they were young. Magenta smiled, because her grandma Jackalope had told her the exact same story back when Magenta were younger. Magenta silently wiped away a tear from her cheek with a hoof.

"Whats wrong, Magenta?" Applebloom asked and made a worried face. Magenta smiled and replied with; "Nothing, it was just a small itch".
By the way, Magenta, why do ya wear that coat? Are ya cold or sumthin'?" Applebloom asked and poked on Magentas brown coat.
"Well, yes. Both that, and my grandma made it for me. I don't like to take it off" Magenta answered and felt a bit guilty for lying to the sweet little filly. But she didn't want anyone to know that she was the oldest blank flank in Equestria.

A couple of hours, and stories, later, Applebloom fell asleep with her head on her plate. Luckily she had finished her piece of pie. Everyone decided that Applebloom had the right idea and it was time to go bed since it was going to be a busy day on the farm the next day. Big Macintosh carried his sleepy little sister up the stairs and Magenta promised to help Applejack and Big Macintosh with the applebucking the next day.
Magenta slept easily that night. Even though she was excited about tomorrow. Applebucking sounded fun.

So sorry for the long, boring chapter, next ones will be better, i Pinkie Promise :D!