Ditzy what honestly amazed at what she'd just witnessed. Never before had she given thought to anything other than a being with wings being able to fly. Well, she had to toss that preconception right out the window now, who knows... Maybe that'd fly to. Not a moment before she'd seen the amazing sight of a unicorn colt skyrocketing upwards, propelled by self levitation, surprise, and a tail end full of quills. She'd also seen the ornery looking porcupine what pin-cushioned Fox get launched back the way it had come by the out burst of startled magic usage. Two non-winged flights in one day.
After getting the colt-turned-pin-cushion out of the tree he'd lodged himself in, and extracting the painfully placed quills, she soon had everything back to normal... Or at least as normal as things can get when Ditzy was in charge. Add in Fox and his slowly emerging exuberant nature and you had a recipe for decidedly abnormal. Which was, in a way, normal for Ponyville.
"Well, this has been a weird day." mumbled Fox as he plodded along behind the mare who'd introduced herself as Ditzy Doo. He was inclined to refer to her as "The weird lady" Not that he meant any offence by his mental naming of course, that's simply how his mind worked.
"Wake up in the woods, meet a weird lady, snuggle a spiky thing, get prickled by said spiky thing... Twice." Unbeknownst to him, his musings were quite audible to his guide. In his defense it was kinda hard to tell what she was thinking what with the wall-eyed-ness...ness. Again, don't judge the ramblings of the young, to him two "ness"'s made things all the more emphasized.
It was right then and there that Ditzy choose to break him outa his ramblings with a well placed question and a sudden stop that sent Fox chugging along right into her legs. Turning about she smiled warmly down at him, he'd kinda gotten reacquainted with the earth via his still smarting arse. "So, where're you from?"
Fox blinked, a slight flicker of pain crossing his face as he got to his hooves, and mulled that over before answering. "Canterlot... I live in an orphanage with Uncle Shady. He's not really my uncle, but that's what he told me to call him. He's real nice, he even gave me my collar!"
With the utmost pride the colt lifted his chin and showed off the black... Dear god's black leather collar with silver spikes adorning it. He was apparently unaware of the name plate on the front of it that read as follows. "Property of Shady Deals. If found, kill it, extremely dangerous. Careful, the little bugger bites and has this real nasty habit of immolating things." A bit long winded, but it got the point across nicely.
Ditzy blinked at this, not quite believing that the jubilant little colt (or at least jubilant after he warmed up to her) could be anything listen on that collar. As such she simply smiled a bit more warmly at him and produced a muffin from... Somewhere. Best not to question that one really. She carefully balanced it upon his nose, much to Fox's delight, and giggled quietly as he went cross-eyed to stare at it.
"Enjoy!" she chirped before resuming their walk. It had been decided that they'd walk back to Ponyville not too long after they'd met. The sounds of a young face being stuffed and the faint tinkling noise of magic in use filled the otherwise quiet White-Tail woods. Much better, a happy colt is a fed colt in Ditzy's opinion.
An hour and two more muffins later they finally reached Ponyville and were immediately greeted with a mild panic incited by, predictably, Twilight Sparkle. Apparently large scale illusions consisting over the woods are cause for these things in her mind. Who knew?
"Alright, That brings us to item number fifty-three. Applejack, you've got your rope, yes?" the farmer pony nodded, "In the event this is simply somepony showing off, just lasso them and we'll bring them back to the library for questioning. If it's some kind of new disaster (fifth one this week) we'll just use the elements."
It should be pointed out that there were six ponies not running about like decapitated poultry. Six mares who stood, or in one case bounced, in a loose circle as they went over a plan of action. Everypony else though, well they were rushing for their homes, and more importantly the fallout shelters everypony eventually built if they lived here long enough.
Ditzy and Fox took this all in with a bit of confusion. Sharing a curious glance and a shrug, the strode into town and right up to the six jewelry adorned mares who'd been debating going into the forest not a few moments before. Ditzy kinda wound up bumping right into the blue furred one and smiling sheepishly.
"Oops... Hiya Rainbow! Lookie who I met in the woods!" the grey pegasus chirped cheerily, rubbing softly at her snout. Rainbow had some rock hard flanks.
The interrupted mares turned to take a look and found a slightly crumb covered colt who was currently engaged in playing with a few stray motes of his electric blue magical fires. Apparently he did have a knack for flames, or so Ditzy thought. Seemed like fire happened to like him too seeing as to how he was unharmed by the azure flames despite their contact with his horn and or hooves whenever he chose to bat at one of them.
"OOooh!" came a sudden exclamation from a certain pink pony as she rushed in to join in on his little game. "Nyah! We iz katz!" she hastened to add, apparently finding it hilarious to not only earn a few odd looks from everypony present, but to go breaking into internet memes when the internet didn't even exist... Wait what? Hmm... Moving on, no clue what an inter net is though...
Fox, for his part, was more than happy to have a play mate who seemed to be enjoying the little game almost as much as he was.
Quick recap here for those playing at home. Early morning of Ponyville, little silver coated colt in a collar fit for a Diamond Dog pit boss, small balls of floating harmless fire, and Pinkie being Pinkie... Yep, It's certainly Ponyville on most any given day.... NARF!