• Published 30th Apr 2012
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A face of names - DTFluttershy



The mane 6 each meet there perfect Coltfirend, but Spike and the CMC thinks somethings going on

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Chapter 1: Oh, Hello

The train pulled into Ponyville station with a sudden jerk. Twilight had held onto her seat whilst Spike had been thrown onto the floor. “Ow. What’s the big idea,” he mumbled.

“Well, you should have noticed that the engineer driving was new,” said Twilight.

“I can’t help it if I have a photographic memory,” argued Spike.
Twilight just rolled her eyes as she disembarked the carriage. She made sure she had the precious stones with her. She and Spike slowly trotted back towards the Library. When they were halfway back Twilight looked towards the sky. She noticed that several Pegasus were arranging storm clouds. “Oh I almost,” said Twilight in a small panic. “There arranging a quick storm today. Apparently the weather factory’s has produced more then necessary.”

Spike groaned at the thought of short showers. “I swear, Ponyville’s only use in Equestria is a sponge to absorb the extra wa...” Spike was cut off as lightning bolt nearly hit him. Spike let out a sigh of relief. “Hello Derpy.”

“Hi Spike,” responded the cross-eyed Pegasus on the cloud. “Sorry about that.”

“Don’t worry,” said Spike. He then added under his breath, “at least this time you missed.”

Derpy shot off to help the other Pegasus. Twilight couldn’t help but smirk at the mare. She was a good friend, but her dopiness could make anyone laugh. Then she remembered something. “Spike, where’s my photo album?”

“What photo album?”

“The one with all the pictures from the wedding.”

“Oh that one. Yeah I left it on the train.”

“WHAT?!”

“Well you didn’t tell me to get.”

“Spike, you’re meant to be my number 1 assistant. I shouldn’t have to tell you to get it.”

Twilight was now getting angry. Spike was now feeling very sorry for himself. He was Twilight’s number 1 assistant and he shouldn’t have to wait for Twilight’s instructions. “Gee, I’m, I’m sorry Twilight. I’ll go and get it right now. I’m sure it’s in the lost and...”

“No Spike,” said Twilight whilst placing her hoof in front of Spike. “You just get back to the library before it rains. I’ll go and get it,” and Twilight trotted back to the station. Her tone was calm yet annoyed. Spike tried to shake it off and headed back towards the library.

Twilight was now on her way back from the station with the album in her satchel. She was now galloping as fast as she could back to the library. However she wasn’t looking where she was going. She kept her eye on the sky making sure she got back. If Rainbow was right, they would be expecting an inch of rain. Soon however, she collided with somepony. “Oof,” went Twilight as she fell to the ground.

As Twilight tried to regain her senses, she heard the voice of the colt she hit. “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. My notes.” He was clearly in a panic.

“Oh I’m so sorry,” apologised Twilight finally finding her senses. She saw papers and tried her best to collect them. She then looked up and came face to face with the colt. Their eyes met and they seemed to be in a trance. This unicorn had a dark blue coat, his mane coloured black and his cutie mark was a book with a magic aura surrounding it. He was bigger then twilight but not that much more muscular.

“Oh, hello,” said the colt.

“Hi,” said Twilight. A few more moments of silence passed.

“Um, my notes,” said the colt.

“Oh, sorry,” said Twilight and handed him his papers with his magic. “I am so sorry I bumped into you,” said Twilight.

“Oh no, it was entirely my fault,” replied the stallion. “Trying to read, walk and keep an eye on the sky. I’m in over my horn.”

“Yeah well, I shouldn’t be running and looking at the sky either,” responded Twilight. “So, are you new to Ponyville.”

“Yes actually, I recently moved from Lonmane. Came to study different types of magic and hope to learn them. I’m actually you could tell me where the local library is?”

“Well, I should be able to help you, seeing as I am the librarian of it.”

“Oh marvellous. Well, lead the way miss uh...”

“Twilight Sparkle.”

“Borealis Aura. Please to meet you Miss Sparkle.”

Twilight blushed as Borealis kissed her hoof. She then felt a rain drop on her snout. “Uh-oh, we’d better hurry,” Twilight said quickly. “I don’t have my coat with me.”

“Not to worry,” said Borealis. He then opened his satchel with his magic pulled out an umbrella. He opened it and levitated it over the two unicorns. “There we are. I don’t exactly find running in the rain comfortable. And I doubt such a beautiful young mare like you would find it comfortable either.”

“Oh Borealis,” Twilight giggled, “your such a gentlecolt.”

“Well, first impressions are important,” said Borealis as they began to trot off together. “So tell me about yourself Miss Sparkle.”

“Well, I grew up in the Royal city of Canterlot...”

At the library, Spike was rushing about trying to clean up the place as best he could. He knew he had to make it up to Twilight. She was right. He couldn’t just wait for her to give him instructions. ‘Sometimes Spike your such an idiot,’ he thought. He then looked out the window. The rain was pouring down the windows at a tremendous rate. “Gee, I wonder where Twilight is,” he said to himself.

At that moment, he heard the door open. He also heard twilight laughing profoundly. ‘At least she’s in a good mood,’ he thought. He hurried down to meet her. “Twilight, I’m so glad that your ba...”

He stopped midsentence to see the stallion placing his umbrella away. “Ah Spike,” said Twilight, “your just in time. This is Borealis Aura. Borealis, this is...”

“A Draco Salamandra,” interrupted Borealis. “Facinating. I’ve never had the chance to see one up close.” He began to look Spike over.

“A Draco whatdra,” asked Spike.

“He means flightless Dragon Spike,” said Twilight. “Apparently Borealis is fluent in old Equestrian.”

“Maybe ponies see it as a dead language. I beg to differ,” said Borealis.

“And some agree,” said Spike under his breath.

“So then Borealis,” said Twilight, “what book did you want to read?”

“Well I was hoping for a little bit of light reading. Do you per chance have anything written about H. G. Whooves?”

“That’s in the Science-fiction section,” said Twilight. “I never really got the impression you would like those sorts of books.”

“Please, Twilight. The scientific aspects are all very interesting. I mean a machine that can take you back as well as forwards in time is simply a marvellous idea. I’m aware that Star swirl the bearded came up with a spell to allow you to travel to the past, but only for a short period of time.”

Twilight remembered her experience with that spell and she would rather forget it. “Spike, could you please go see what books we have under H. G. Whooves please.”

“Sure thing Twilight,” Spike said with much egger. At least there was one advantage to having Borealis here. Spike quickly returned with all the books in the library written by H. G. Whooves. “There we are, which one would you like?”

Borealis looked through the pile. “Ah, here we are,” he said and using his magic, he picked it up. “War of the Worlds. Always a classic.”

“Well, thanks for coming over,” said Spike as headed towards the door to let him out.

“SPIKE,” said Twilight annoyed. “We can’t just send him out there.”

“Why not,” asked Spike. He then opened the door to reveal it was still tipping it down.

“That’s why,” said Twilight. “Mr. Aura, you are welcome to stay here until the storm passes.”

“Oh I don’t want to impose,” he said.

“No, I insist. It’s the least I can do after you offered your umbrella.”

“Well if you’re offering I suppose I can stay until the weather clears up. I would love to stay a bit longer.”

“Excellent,” said Twilight. “I’ll make us some tea. Would you like some?”

“Oh yes please. Two sugars and a lot of milk.” Borealis followed Twilight to the kitchen as Spike folded his arms in a huff.

“...and then I said, that’s not a teleportation spell, that’s a telepathic spell,” joked Twilight. Borealis laughed along with her. The two had been talking to what to spike, seemed like hours. “Oh, Borealis, I don’t think anyone has actually ever gotten my jokes.”

“Well it is all about taste Miss Sparkle, that’s all. Oh look it’s stopped raining. When did that happen,” ask Borealis.

“About half an hour ago,” said Spike.

“Oh dear,” said Borealis. “We appear to have enjoyed ourselves.”

“I guess we have,” said Twilight. Both of them got up and headed towards the door. “I really have enjoyed our time together,” said Twilight.

“Me too,” said Borealis. “Would you like to do it again some time?”

“Of course I would.”

“Excellent. I heard there was an open concert tomorrow night. Shall we say 7 o’clock.”

“Seven it is,” said Twilight. “Hope to see you soon.”

“Goodbye Twilight. Till tomorrow we’ll meet again,” and Borealis trotted off.

Twilight closed the door and trotted to her room with a bit more of a spring in her step. Spike on the other hand, couldn’t help but feel suspicious of Borealis.