Princess Corrine Ref (outdated)

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Name- Princess Corrine
Age- 13
Birthday- June 6, 2000
Cutiemark- happy sun, pencil, paintbrush, cresent moon, treble clef, eighth note, eighth notes
Princess of- Creativity (singing, art, acting, ect.), sun and moon.
Talent- creativity and raising sun and moon creatively(singing, art, acting, ect.)  
Magic- (same color as eyes) very skilled
Can do sonic rainbooms
Very clumsy
Has ADHD, gets distracted, hyper, loud, sometimes stubborn, a little shy, but not on stage
Cannot dance well
Residence- Castle on Canterlot-Cloudsdale border
Guards her castle
Doesn't act very "princessy"
she is as tall as cadance, wings are different from celestia
Very childish
Likes to be silly.

Story- Corrine was born on June 6, 2000. She had 2 wonderful parents, a mare, yellow unicorn; and a red pegasus stallion. They gazed at the orange, rainbow haired alicorn. "How?" the stallion asked. 
"She sure does look... special..." The unicorn said. "We have to name it..." She said. "How about..."
"Corrine." they both said. They thought she was a unicorn, they didn't see the tiny wings in the blanket. Metal clinked on the floor. Then, Celestia walked in. 
"I think Princess Corrine would suit her better." Celestia said in a regal tone. 
"Why, though?" They asked. Celestia pulled down the blanket to show tiny wings. They looked in shock. 
"Sh-she's a-" The unicorn said.
"alicorn!" the stallion said.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END OF HOSPITAL SCENE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Corrine spent her summers with her aunts, Celestia and Luna, while her parents went far in Equestria to be nurses to ponies. Celestia gave Corrine magic lessons, but she would not want to do that. She looked at the stained glass, got up out of her seat, and sang loudly in class. When she wasn't doing those things, she drew pictures. Corrine liked Luna because she would get ti stay up all night, have fun, and watch movies. "But I want to raise the moon!" whined 8 year old Corrine.
"Ok... Fine. But don't tell Celestia or your parents, ok?" Luna smiled.
"I won't!" Corrine bounced. They both strode out onto the balcony. Corrine fluttered her wings; and cyan blue magic swirled out of her horn. The moon jittered in the sky.
"LUNA! Raise the moon!" Celestia yelled, and went to bed.
"Yes, sister." Luna groaned.
The moon swirled and danced through the sky, leaving sparkling trails of stars. Corrine put the moon in place, and began to fall. Luna Gasped, and caught her.
"D-did I.. D-do it?" Corrine said, looking at Luna.
"Yes, silly!" Luna said. They went into the room and Corrine fell right asleep for once.
 In the morning, Corrine ran up the Celestia. "Celestia?"
"Yes, Corrine?" Celestia responded. 
"Can please please PLEASE raise the sun?" She whined.
"Ok, fine, but don't tell Luna, or your parents, got it?" Celestia said.
"Got it!" Corrine said. She ran off the balcony and began to flitter her wings. Her magic swirled out of her horn. She brought up the sun, making it swirl and dance in the sky. It had a rainbow trail behind it, and it swirled until it was in place. She tried to make her way to the balcony, but began to fall. Celestia scooped her up. 
Corrine opened her eyes, and looked up at the sky in amazement. "I did it!" She said in an excited tone.
"yes. yes you did." Celestia said. "Oh yea, we're going to the hospital today."
"why?" 
"Because you're going to sing and your drawings to the sick fillies. Then you'll put on a performance."
"But I don't want to!" Corrine whined.
"You're going."
"But-"
"No butts but yours over at the hospital."
They arrived at the hospital, and the sick fillies looked at Corrine. Corrine blushed, and handed the fillies pictures. They smiled.
"I-I g-guess I have to s-sing for you..." Corrine said shyly. 
"Yea," One of the fillies said.
Corrine started to sing, getting less and less shy as she sang. She felt happy making the fillies happy. Corrine jumped on a box. "This is my stage!" She said, making the fillies giggle. She put on a play and when she was finished, she bowed. Then, there was a bright flash of light, she had gotten her cutiemark! She had brought the art and sunlight and music and acting and safe nights to all. She also brought creativity, and encouraged everypony to be creative.





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