On-board the train to Canterlot, I gawked. This is what Twilight’s friends get when they travel. Top of the line carriages with the comfiest seats bits can buy. This puts into perspective the scale of what I’m doing. I take a seat at the back and put the bag I have above me in the baggage compartment. What I next see shocks me to the core of my horn.
Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and Applejack all board the train. Trying to not be noticed, I pull out a crossword puzzle to look like I’m busy.
Their chattering is largely indecipherable, but a minor hearing enhancement charm changes that.
“… wonder what Twilight's calling us to Canterlot for?”
“Who cares? As long as it’s fun there!”
“I heard that the Wonderbolts are doing something there!”
“At least Canterlot has some of the best and latest fashion ideas there on offer!”
“Are you going to be fine for this trip Angel Bunny?”
Ending the spell, I go over what I had heard. Gulp. I might be taking center stage, with all of this resting on my spell working. Eventually I fell asleep A couple hours later I heard giggling. Opening my eyes, all I saw was Pinkie’s fuzzy pink mane. A bang behind me nearly made my hooves fall off as I jumped into the air and charged up my horn with energy, making it glow a nasty darker shade of my blue coat, ready to blast away anything.
“Pinkie Pie!” called out Applejack “That wasn’t nice!”
“I know, but it was funny!” She giggles
“You could have been blasted off the train if I didn’t have self-control” I say. “Anyway, what’s the ETA to Canterlot?”
“Abou’ 3 hours” pipes up Applejack “What do you mean you could have blasted Pinkie off the train?”
Smiling, my horn glows and picks Pinkie up and spins her around mid air a couple times, then plonks her down on the carriage floor.
“I found that very easy.”
Next thing I know, a cyan Pegasus flies through the air and crashes into me, shouting stuff I couldn’t make sense of.
“Slow down Rainbow!” Calls out Applejack
So. Rainbow Dash. I should have recognised the Rainbow blur of the mane coming at me. As she slowly slows down her voice box, and I mean slowly, words start to appear out of all the gibberish and non understandable muck.
“whassyurstoryidemanditoutofyou!”
“My story? If that’s all that gibberish was about? Okay, but you might as well sit down. This will take a while”
“I was, so far as I know, and can remember, born in Canterlot. But what must’ve happened is that the moment I was born, I was handed to a foster family. Don’t ask me why my biological parents did that, I could well never know. I remember moving around a lot in Manehatten. Eventually I just got sick of moving all the time, so, when I was old enough, I grabbed all of my savings and all the bits I had in my stash box and, practically, up and left. I knew I didn’t belong because I was a unicorn. Neither of my foster parents was one. Before I did leave, I left a note, the contents of which I wrote, escape me today. I wandered around Manehatten a lot, doing my homework about places in Equestria, when I heard that there was this nice place. A little digging and the name turned out to be called Ponyville. From what I heard about it at the time, it was not a big bustling city like Manehatten was, but a town where everyone knew each other. I was unsure whether to go and put all my savings into one ticket to Ponyville, when, out of the blue, something that was only told about in pony legends appeared. A Sonic Rainboom! I saw that it pointed to Ponyville and took it as a sign that that was where I should go. Thanking Celestia, I went up to the ticket box and used the leftover savings I had to pay for a rickety old train to Ponyville.
Once I got there, I felt like it would be fitting for me to grow up here. I wasn’t sure of my parents, but I figured that they’d come looking for me in Ponyville. No such luck. Eventally I just gave up on the search and focused on having a life of my own. I knew I had a talent for magic, but after seeing Twilight Sparkle banquish an Ursa Minor on her own, I knew that she had something special, better than me. Never mind! I didn’t let that bother me. I was proud of her. Nor could I find it within myself to disagree with the No. 25 Twilight gave Snips and Snails. At that stage, I didn’t have my cutie mark, a while later I got mine. Instead, I found a liking for repairing magical books. Just recently, I made a discovery, which I can’t talk about for reasons of safety, that lead me here, on my way to Canterlot, to show Twilight.”
“Wow!” said Applejack
“And don’t ask me about my secret thing, because I can’t speak of it freely until Twilight herself has seen it. Another spell of my invention.”
“That was my sonic rainboom by the way” pipes up Rainbow.
“I already knew that.” I replied “I matched the cutie mark I saw back then from a drawing I did at that time to yours, but I wanted to let you six discover that fact for yourselves”
“And how did you see my cutie mark from sooo far away?”
“Binocular vision spell” I reply. “I thought I was the first to invent it, but Twilight got there first, as I later discovered”.
An hour later I was in my dressy clothing, ready to depart the train with Twilight’s friends with my first few hoofsteps into my birth town. I was kinda nervous to see my birth town, but feeling confidant. If I could impress Twilight, I was something special too!
The train doors opened and the first thing I saw was the castle, set in the mountain. Everything had a glossy feeling to it.
"My home town" I mutter.