As the Dovahkiin started to walk towards Rainbow Dash, he could see that she was slightly twitching in her unconscious dream state. He then began to lift her up gently, as he did not want her to wake up prematurely, and he also did not want the hassle of her trying to get away while in his arms.

He proceeded to make his way back to the tree house, which at this time was currently the only light source around, as the sun had set a few hours before. Dash then began to mumble in her sleep, saying things like ‘Nice try, but you are too slow!’ or ‘I am gonna get you or that.’ After a while he just zoned out because it went from cursing his name, which he didn’t mind, to boasting, which he despised with an unholy vengeance.

As he got towards the library door it was opened with a purple aura enveloping it, swinging it open quietly. He then sat Rainbow Dash onto the couch and promptly fell asleep himself, on the floor.

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He was awoken by the sounds of shouting, and the feeling of a weight being pushed on to his chest. He opened his eyes to find the rainbow-maned one on top of him, glaring into his eyes with a hoof to his throat.

“TWILIGHT!,” she screamed. “I GOT HIM, HE WAS STUPID ENOUGH TO FALL ASLEEP NEXT TO ME, AND IN YOUR HOUSE.” She then began to laugh, murmuring the words ‘Dumbass.”

“Rainbow, let him go.” said Twilight as she walked in on the scene. “He hasn’t done anything wrong....for a while.” She said, a smirk appearing on her face.

“But I saw him attack you and the princess, and then he almost KILLED ME,” she put a lot emphasis on the last part.

“No. He was not attacking us, he was showing us a few of his spells, and secondly, you are just as much to blame for almost being killed, as you attacked him first.!” she said, trying to explain the situation without much hardship

“WAIT, how can he cast magic, he isn’t even a unicorn, which begs the question, what in the hay is he?” she said, befuddled at this new information.

The Dovahkiin, who had remained quiet for the entirety of this conversation until now, finally had the chance to speak up.

“Actually, I’m a human, well Nordic to be more precise. But, before we get anywhere, either you get off me, or I will make you.” he said, venom dripping off the last few words.

“Oh yeah, what are you going to do, hit me!” she got up, and went onto her hind legs, as if she has getting ready to punch him with her hooves instead of kick him.

“Them’s fightin’ words!” he said, in a mock accent

Just as the Dovahkiin had drawn his fist back, ready to punch this boastful bitch back to the third era, he heard a shout come up from behind him.

“ENOUGH!,” the shout originated from behind them, they then turned to see Celestia, enshrouded in light. “You two will act civil to each other from now on, you both obviously have some grievances to work out with each other, so Twilight and I will leave, and let you two learn more about each other.”

They both mumbled out words of begrudging acceptance, and positioned themselves opposite one another.

“But Princess,” Twilight chimed in. “This is my house.”

“Twilight, technically I own this house that you live in rent free, I can decide what happens to it, and when it does.” As she put on that stern face, she made twilight crumble at the thought of upsetting her mentor. But then she let out a peal of beautiful laughter, one that could charm the birds from their nests.

“I was only kidding Twilight, but if you would be so kind as to let these two use your accommodation, I would be most grateful.”

“Fine then Princess, but only for you!” she said, and then started to beam at her mentor.

“Alright then, you two stay civil, Twilight and I will be gone for an hour or two.” They then made a hasty exit

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“Alright then, what do you want to know?” The Dovahkiin leaned back, having a smirk on his face, expecting the worst.

“Alright then, who are you?” she asked quizzically.

“Well, I do not know my name, if that is what you are insinuating, but that is due to a slight bout of amnesia that stretches for about 22 years.”

“No, I meant, ‘What have you done?’, ‘Who have you met?’, that type of thing?”

“Well, let’s see. I am the Dovahkiin, or in our tongue “Dragonborn”. This means I was born with the soul and blood of a dragon. This gives me the ability to harness their power, which you experienced last night if you can remember.”

“Wait, you mean to tell me, that you have the soul of a DRAGON, the big scaly things that can breathe FIRE?! Yeah right, nice try.” She looked at him skeptically, as if doubting her judgment of him.

“If you want, after this I can show you, but right now, we are learning about me and my past, so where was I. Oh yes, I am also the Thane of every city in my homeland of Skyrim, a Thane is a very high-up position, only bestowed to a few people, I am lucky enough to be one in every city, which is very handy in case you ever get caught doing something illegal.”

“Wait, illegal, you were a thief?”

“Oh yes, I was the best, head of a guild built towards the goal of thieving, I am also in the favor of the God of Shadows, so I am probably the best thief there ever was, well except for this rumor I heard about a thief from about 200 years ago, apparently he was able to break into the royal archives undetected, if that is true then it is easily the hardest thing anyone could’ve ever pulled off. But back onto the subject. I was the head of many guilds, my favorite being the companions, those were true Nords! They could hold their mead with the best of them.”

“The Companions, who were they?”

“It was a guild of Fighters, the best to ever grace the plains of Whiterun, those were the times you know, just drinking and brawling. I was even going to ask one of them out, Aela the Huntress, she was a beauty! If you saw her you would know what I was talking about, the pinnacle of beauty and strength. But, alas I am here and I may as well get used to it.”

He had a look in his eye, not one of sorrow, but one of reminiscing, remembering the good and the bad.

“So were there any other guilds you were in charge of?” she asked inquisitively, having gotten over her rage and anger at him and getting fully immersed in the story.

“Well, there was the College of Winterhold, and that was a Guild of Mages, they could cast spells that you could not believe, creating weapons and beasts out of nothingness, it really was a sight to behold. However, they were too boring, staying cooped up inside their walls, not helping anyone with their gifts. I mean for Talos’s sake they didn’t even accept restoration as a proper school of magic! There was also the Dark Brotherhood, but I would rather not talk about them, while I did some of my finest work with them, I still did some very unsavory things that only a bottle of skooma can make one forget.” He started to shudder as he thought of the unspeakable acts of Evil he committed in the Night Mother’s name. To try and drown away his sorrows he took a swig from his bottle of skooma.

“Dammit, only 10 bottles left, I am going to need to keep those for emergencies, or when I really need my fix.”

“Okay, you have told me about yourself, now it is my turn!” she said, excited at telling her new acquaintance all about her achievements.

“Okay, I’ll bite, what is that Ass tattoo you have there?” he asked, genuinely perplexed at its meaning.

“What this, this is my cutie mark, don’t you have one under all that armor?”

“Nope, I am afraid not, but what does it do?”

“It tells me what I am really good at, I got mine when I created my first sonic rain-boom, it helped me get all of my friends cutie marks as well.” she said, lying back to let the awesomeness seep in.

“Oh that’s pretty cool, but come back to me when you single-handedly kill a fucking dragon with only your bare hands and without any armor.”

“Wait, you killed a DRAGON?! How’d you do that? Those things are so huge, and they can breathe fire and have really sharp claws and long teeth and...” she tried to think of more reasons why dragons were so fearsome, but they escaped her grasp.

“Yeah, it was pretty easy really, I mean I killed like 70 others, but that was with a bow or a sword, and it only takes a few minutes at most, it isn’t really a big deal.” he tried to act nonchalant about it, but Rainbow was now almost foaming at the mouth, wanting to know how he does it.

“Alright, if you really want to know how I do it, come outside with me.”

With that they left the tree house and went outside to the open field where they had first met on some rather unfortunate terms.

“Alright, what do you want me to do?”

“More of that shouting thing you can do, it is really cool!”

“Alright then, YOL TOR SHUL!” he shouted so that the breath of fire was perpendicular to her, and as the flame left his mouth she let out a whoop of excitement.

“OMIGOSH, that was so cool! Let’s do another one!”

“I need to wait a while, but in the meantime, why don’t I show you some other cool tricks I picked up.”

“Cool! Let’s do it”

And so over the next hour and a half he showed her a lot of things he had learned on his travels, like all of his healing magic, mainly because it looked the coolest, and his conjuration spells, because Rainbow wanted to see if he could summon up the dead, which he obliged. When the Princess and Twilight eventually came back from whatever they were doing, which for some odd reason they were sweating and had their manes ruffled (BOW CHICKA WOW WOW), he eventually crawled back to the couch after he had used up his stamina and manna stores on impressing Dash, whom he actually become quite fond of after discovering that they were very similar in many ways. The Princess then asked him to sit down.

“Now, I am going to give you an offer, but firstly I need to ask you something. If you could, would you go back?”

“Go back where, your highness?”

“To Skyrim of course, where else would you think we were talking about?”

“To answer your question; not right now, as Alduin is still too powerful. If I do go back, I will almost certainly die. Eventually, if it hasn't all been reduced to rubble, I would like to go back, but until then, if it is alright with you, I would like to stay here and train.”

“That is a good thing to hear, as I was about to propose something along those lines. I would like for you to come back to Canterlot with me, so as to learn about Equestria and its culture. You would be taught, by me, our history alongside my sister, Princess Luna, as she has just returned from an extended trip to the moon. We would both also teach you magic and our customs. Does that sound appealing to you?” she asked, already knowing his answer

“That sounds good your highness. It will be good to get some better magic training done, as most of mine so far has been self-taught. Also since this will be more of a prolonged stay, it would be handy to know a thing or two about your culture.”

“That is nice to hear! Who knows, maybe we will make a gentlecolt out of you yet!”