June 12
I awoke as I always did; positively handsome. Walking towards the window, I took notice of the sun's position. I must have slept in on account of my glorious yet exhausting night. Soothing Tone was so right to have suggested such a pleasing mare. Her tactics were rare and unmatchable. You see, it would be expected for her to arrive wearing nothing at all, for it is probable this was her ordinary attire. But, no, this was not to be. Upon her entering I was surprised to see her mountain of furs and many articles of clothing. Whilst whispering things my ears longed to hear, she removed each and every piece of clothing slowly. She did this so slowly that once she had finally flung herself to me, I enjoyed it that much more. I was able to build up so much anticipation and have it satisfied all at once.
After recalling the night before, I started to make my way down the stairs. My sleeping area was stationed atop the stairs. Where Soothing Tone slumbered I knew not. Soothing Tone had set out a small table with tea and pastries occupying the most upward area on said table. He sat on one side smiling somewhat slyly.
He said, "ah, I see you are up! I have prepared sustenance. Come join me."
I sat down whilst he poured me tea. I selected a few pastries I deemed appealing. He inquired about my night, and I explained to him what had happened and honored his great taste in such matters. After some small talk I decided to get down to business.
"When will your musical items arrive?" I asked quite strapping. He replied, "My friend Noteworthy, you have surely slept in. I have already sent for them, and they will be here on the morrow. However, I had run out of lined paper and had ordered some. It should arrive today in fact." There was a knock on the door just as he finished his sentence. "Speaking of arriving."
He walked over and opened the door, then spoke to the delivery Pegasus whilst he signed the proper papers, "Yo, Johnny my brony! How's the wife? And the kids? Oh, I'm sorry to hear that brotown. Why don't I come over later and give the scamp some of my special brew, he'll feel great! Alright, keep it cool."
He shut the door and put the boxes of paper aside. He sat down staring at me, one eyebrow raised, and said. "What is it?"
Wondering what he meant, I realized my jaw had dropped to its fullest extent. Regaining my posture I said, "Well, I've never heard you talk like that before."
Sporting a serious look, he said, "Noteworthy, we are both intelligent and masculine individuals, are we not?"
I replied, "We are," confused but still completely agreeing with him. He continued, "Did you not ever think it strange that I talked the same way as you?" He started to rub his face with his hooves. "Listen here friend Noteworthy, all you need to know is that I will talk to someone else how they talk to me, and this should make them more comfortable."
"I suppose I did find it unusual you spoke the same dialect as me," I replied suspiciously, "I didn't think anyone did anymore. My family has preserved it through the ages. But that doesn't explain how you knew how to speak it."
With his hooves still on his face he said, "You need not worry, friend. Just do not inquire about it to anyone else. I beg of you, do not tell anyone what you have witnessed." He dropped his hooves, improved his posture, and smiled slightly too large. "Now, back to business. You must help me solve my problem, I cannot seem to think of a single tune."
I thought, and said, "It might help to be surrounded by your metronomes and instruments, but for now I have a few things to think about. And I do my best thinking while-" He cut me off, "Walking, of course. We'll end this discussion, I have some things to attend to and you can do your walking." I was baffled.
Before I had stepped out the door, he called to me, "Don't go and fall in love while you're out!"
I laughed dryly. At this point I wasn't sure what he didn't know about me.
later
It gave me comfort to see Ponyville and all of its inhabitants again. While I mostly came here for the quiet I did manage to acquire a few good friends. I spotted some of them near the marketplace, and called to them. One of them noticed me and yelled, "Is that you Noteworthy? Hey, damn you bro, showing your face around here. You ruined me! My wife left me dude!", and then the pony next to him said, "Wait, dude, don't talk to him like that. He got promoted to princess after we left, if you make him mad he'll burn you with the power of the sun!"
I made a hasty change in direction and continued my walk. Obviously they had drunk too many apple ciders.
After thinking about Soothing Tone's predicament, I decided he must have had some very grave problem that he was keeping from me. I would have to watch closely and figure out what it was. As long as he was unable to write music, I was unable to perform it. So at present there was nothing I could do but watch him and figure out his problem.
After walking until late in the day, my hooves brought me to the outskirts of Ponyville. This is where a majority of the animals took residence. It was the quietest part of my walk. But on this particular walk I stopped to study a quaint cottage. Its humble appearance looked very picturesque along with the beauty of nature. Whilst staring I started at a sudden voice that said, "WHAT BRINGS THE MOST BORING OF BACKGROUND PONIES TO THE HUMBLE FLUTTERSHY'S ABODE?" I looked around frantically but there was nopony to be seen. "Down here buddy."
I looked down and was surprised to find a flower with a face on it. "What are you?" I inquired.
"I'm the almighty Discord. Now come a little closer." I leaned in closer. "What's boring, blue, and wet?" the flower asked.
"The ocean?" I guessed.
It laughed and said, "no, YOU!" Just then a tremendous amount of water spewed out of the flower and positively drenched me to the core. Enraged, I started yelling obscenities. Then from behind I heard, "YOU!", which was followed by a swift tackling of my person. After realizing why I was lying on the ground, I also realized the snout centimeters from my own, and this particular snout belonged to the Pegasus I had encountered the day before. Rage filled her eyes.
She yelled, "So now kicking poor mother ducks isn't enough, you have to yell at flowers too? What did the flower ever do to you, huh? It can't defend itself from big meanies like you! Say you're sorry!"
My breath running out, I exclaimed,
"YesI'msosorryIhavecometolovenatureandanimalsthey'resobeautifulpleasegetoffmeI...can't...breath!"
Her anger disappeared and, realizing how close her nose was to mine, her face turned absolutely red. Unable to move, she asked, "W...why are you so wet?"
I answered, "That flower sprayed water all over me ma'am."
She acquired a look of awkward frustration and spoke whilst getting off me, "Oh I'm so sorry, that's just Discord. I'll give him a stern talking to. Come inside, I'll dry you off." She then flew to her house. I stood for a moment trying to grasp the reality of my situation. Then I decided to at least go inside. I stepped inside and gaped at the absurdity of the interior. Perches and holes were everyone, it was as if animals actually lived inside her home. Whilst standing water had been dripping off of me and the floor had sadly lost its dry characteristics. Frantically, she hurried over to me with multiple towels and started rubbing me all over. I had no idea if she still possessed anger or not.
Unfortunately in her clumsy movements she was slow to apprehend the absence of a wet floor sign. Slipping she flailed her arms in many directions, and somehow brought me down with her. Her lips landed right on mine, and we laid there for several seconds so time could catch up with us. After realization hit, we hastily rose and stared at each other. She sported red so fierce I was surprised her head had not started on fire yet.
She stuttered, "I...uh..."
Feeling quite strange inside I attempted to remain gallant and said, "Fluttershy, is it? You know, Fluttershy, if you fall on me one more time, I just might fall for you." And with that I left a man.
night
I continued walking until darkness fell, and then returned to Soothing Tone's tree-house. I let myself in, and called to Soothing Tone. There was no reply. I searched around and up the stairs, but he was no where to be found. After some searching I discovered there indeed was a basement. Descending, I saw a light. Peering around the corner, I found Soothing Tone. He was fully involved in some sort of magical brew in a small cauldron. Stirring it he whispered, "It will work this time. It has to! I will escape this damned curse! My soul must be reclaimed!"
Slightly traumatized, I decided it would be best if he didn't know I was ever there. I ascended to my bed and attempted slumber to no avail.