Chapter 1
Chapter One
The City of Sails
“Who are you? And why are you interrupting this ceremony?” Asked a man in a flashy ceremonial gown.
“I’m Alex?” I responded in kind. “And I was just called up here, like everyone else.” I replied thinking back a couple seconds ago.
The man in the ceremonial gown furrowed his brow as he looked at a sheet of paper situated on top of the podium. When his expression continued to change, I continued my explanation.
“I completed this course, just like the rest of the students here.” A look of confusion started to etch its way onto my face. Did he simply forget my name? I never heard of something like this happening at a graduation. They always seem to be on top of the ball with this type of stuff. Even with small mess up’s they usually carry on like nothing happened and deal with it later.
“I’m going to have to ask you to leave this ceremony Alex. You never completed this course nor have you ever applied to it.” The man stated.
My heart seemed to stop right then and there. All my sweat and tears I put into getting this diploma gone to waste because my name some how disappeared from a list. My mood started to change, all the money and time I spent.
Just thinking about it made my blood boil. I wasn’t going to let this clown take away my diploma now when I’m at my peak.
“I’m not going to leave until I get my diploma! I worked hard for it and I'm dam well going to get it!” I yelled back at the man causing the audience to gasp. “My names Alex. M. Pearson, I suggest that you double check that little sheet of yours again befo-”
“Get off the stage already! You’re ruining the ceremony!” Yelled a familiar voice.
Turning around towards the audience I come to see my class sitting in their respective places. Most of which are stunned completely, while the others looked to be royally pissed off. Yet, that was not the thing that stopped my rebuttal. No, what stopped my little outburst was who said it.
“How can you sit there and watch your best friend get rejected! I sat right next to you in all of our classes!” I yelled out to him. “Hell, I even gave you lifts home!” My anger was quickly subsiding, only to be replaced by doubt and shame.
“I have no idea what the heck your talking about! I have never seen you in my life!” Yelled back my thought-to-be best friend.
Seeing that something’s up I quickly switch my attention to another one of my friends. “For sure you know who I am Kellie. We always went to parties and bars together.” I claimed pointing towards the girl, “You earned the nickname keg stand Kellie on our first night out.” I pleaded for a positive response.
My hopes however were washed away as she simply ignored me. I continued to look out onto the crowd with a thousand-yard stare. It was like I was whipped form realties hard drive. Tears started to flow from my eyes as the walls started to close in on me. All my friends, all my accomplishments meant nothing to anyone anymore.
As the tears started to flow, the man at the podium signaled to one of the guard’s present. Within seconds two of them were grabbing me by the arms and dragging me away from the stage. I screamed and kicked like a two-year-old as I watched the ceremony carry on like I was never there. I couldn’t hold back anymore; this was supposed to be my time to shine! This was my day and I was going to seize it before it slipped through my hands.
With one well placed kick I got one of the guards to loosen his grip, and in doing so I managed to swing my now free arm around and punch the other guard in the stomach. This caused him as well to lose his hold on me. With my body no longer being held back I ran as fast as I could back to the stage. As I ran with everything I had, all the good memories came flooding into my mind.
”You have control.” Greg my flight instructor stated with a smile upon his face.
“I have control.” I responded, my voice shaking from the nerves.
Greg slowly released his hold on the yoke and with that I was flying the plane.
I smiled at the memory, it was my first time flying a plane, and it was something that I would always remember. I haven’t even learned much and here he was trusting me with full control of the plane.
The smile faded however as the stage seemed to be pulled further away from me. The lone spotlight getting smaller and with it my hopes of ever catching up. My mind started to turn on me as my memories twisted and contorted into darker ones.
”Where’s the flare Alex? Did you forget that we need to lose speed before we touch down?” Greg yelled as the plane landed hard on the runway.
“I’m trying but I can’t feel when the plane is buffeting. I just need to work on my timing and perception.” I replied back.
“How do you ever expect to be a pilot when you can’t even land the god dammed plane!” Greg snapped back. “Over shoot and try again, this time make it a full stop. Clearly you haven’t been giving today your all.”
“Alright.” Was all I could say.
Even though I was paying for the flights, I knew that my flight instructor knew what was best for me. If he said today wasn’t a good day for me, then today wasn’t a good day. Yet, that statement alone seemed to leave an everlasting scar.
I tried to shake away the thoughts and focus on the stage, but with it continuing to get further and further away my mind dove back into the dark recesses of my memories.
“Ha, a cadet soloed before you did dude.” Brent stated laughing out loud to his hearts content. “I swear I’m already going to be an airline captain by the time you get your wings.”
I just looked at Brent with a stoic expression on my face. I knew he was jerk, but to openly flaunt my failures in front of all the other pilots present was crossing the line. I however, was never the violent type so I just let it slip and awaited for karma to exact my revenge.
Nevertheless, that didn’t mean it made me feel any better. Brent’s words only served to push salt into my wounds. I was the only one in my class that hadn’t soloed yet and some students were onto getting their commercial pilots license.
The stage was now but a speck in the endless void around me. It’s existence soon to be snuffed out by the now fast approaching runway. The white lines racing past me as the Cessna’s cockpit formed around me. Warnings of all kinds were going off as both the electronic and manual gauges spun around in circles. In a last ditch effort to escape the on coming death I pulled back onto yoke casing the plane to sharply pitch upwards.
It was too late, as I pulled back hard on the yoke the planes tail struck the ground. Sparks flew out freely behind me as the tail of the aircraft ripped off. Fighting to keep the aircraft straight an level proved to be imposable as the down draft from the elevator no longer existed. This in turn caused the aircraft to flip upside down. My panic only worsened as I looked at the fast approaching tarmac. The wind screamed through the now open back, as the alarms bleared their commands. With nothing left to do I pulled my hands in front of my face as I waited for the impact.
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Out of instinct I shot up and out of my bed sheets. The pillows and comforters scattered all around me in a visual display of chaos. My body and face were damp with sweat as my hands shook with fear. I was still in survival mode, and my body refused to let up.
“It was just another dream…” I quietly stated to myself. “Just a dream.” I claimed again one more time to let the words sink in.
Night after night it seemed that these nightmares were getting worse and worse. Yet, this one had to of taken the mantle as it seemed to be a vision of my future. I was still in my first year of college, and to think that this could possibly happen sent shivers down my spine.
Letting out a well needed sigh, I finally got myself to stop shaking. It seemed like today was going to be a rough day with that kind of a start.
Stretching out my limbs I sat up on the side of my bed and looked towards my alarm clock. It’s green numbers piercing through the thick vale of darkness with ease, allowing me to read the information displayed.
“5:45 AM” Was what it read.
“Great, up early on the day I don’t need to.” I mumbled to myself. The cold carpeted floor reminding me of the tasks ahead. While I had the day off, I still needed to catch up on my work. Leaving it for another day would only serve to place me further into the whole.
Just like 2^x my work increased as time went on. Sadly, my mood and drive to complete said work was the derivative of that function. “Oh god, now I’m actually using math.” I claimed in all but a whisper as the daze that sleep had brought me started to ware off.
Knowing that I have a long day of work ahead of me, I started off towards the bathroom. While I couldn’t see a thing due to the non-existent lighting, I relied on my brain to guide me there from memorization.
Now you see that would be a bright idea, but with my head still in it’s dazed state my mind thought that the door to the hallway was two feet to the left. Causing me and it to smash head first into the drywall.
“Ow.” Was all I stated as I rubbed my head and corrected my path.
Entering that bathroom, I quickly tossed up my left arm flicking on the light switch. Ah finally I can see! I commented to myself as I picked up my toothbrush. As I brushed away all the plaque that piled up during the night, I thought over my plans for the day.
Don’t really feel like making a big breakfast, I’ll just have some toast. Gonna need some snacks as well if I’m going to be pumping out late assignments all day. I pondered while rinsing off the tooth brush and picking up the mouth wash. So breakfast first, convenience store second and self induced hell as the third. Seems like a plan. I continued gargling the minty concoction before spitting it all out into the sink.
“Ah, nothing like a minty fresh breath!” I claimed smiling in the mirror at my pearly whites. Having that said and done, I looked back at my plan I had conjured up and followed the first item on the list.
“Breakfast!” I said / half yawned. A small pop was heard as the crisp golden carb bar was released from its temperature controlled prison. Having the peanut butter and jam already in place it was only a matter of seconds before I was heading out towards the door with my key’s in my pocket and my jacket half on. Opening the door with my PB and J in mouth I felt for the first time that day why I disliked the winter.
Because its freaking cold that’s why! I yelled to myself as the door to my humble abode shut closed behind me. The store was a good ten-minute walk and with the wind constantly slapping me in the face it was going to feel a lot longer.
It’s okay PB and J, we got each other and that all that matters. I claimed as I happily took another bight out of it. The rich taste of crunchy goodness with the little tang of strawberry jam, oh how I was in heaven. That is, I was in heaven before another burst of air slapped me across the face again. God I hate winter.
As I continued to whine about the weather, I couldn’t help but get that feeling of doubt and guilt from the back of my mind. The dream I had last night was surly one for the books and I would be lying if I said it wasn’t on my mind.
While most of it was all but what if’s, one thing held merit towards me. I still have yet to go solo, and that’s because I couldn’t get my landings down pat. Every time the plane would be mere feet from the ground, I would get cold feet and mess it up one way or another. My instructor told me that it happens to everyone, but it seemed like it was going to take me way longer to get over the internal fear of crashing and burning on a lowly runway.
It was this thought that seemed to keep me occupied the whole way down the street. The only thing that was able to bring me out of my stupor, was the crosswalk section where I had to press the button. Yet, even that only brought me out of my thoughts for a couple of moments. Once I was sure enough that I was safe I continued where I left off.
What If I get left behind? I asked myself as I tread the snow covered sidewalks. I know I wasn’t alone on this thought as the course itself was rather fast paced. But, what got me thinking was what would happen if I simply could not get over that fear moments before touch down.
My instructor’s words kept playing in my head over and over again.
”How are you going to be a pilot if you can’t land the god dam plane!”
“Go around do it again!”
“This time make it a full stop.”
“CLEARLY, you’re not giving it your all today.”
“Your all today”
“is that all for today?” the cashier stated as I shook my head to get out of my thoughts. “No? what else are you buying sir?” the cashier asked with a puzzled look on her face.
“I mean yes that’s all.” I quickly stated as she punched a couple of buttons on the register. “That’ll be twenty-two-o-five” gestured for me to pay at the machine.
Two thousand two hundred and five dollars! What in gods earth did I buy! I yelled to myself as I looked at the debit machine. Thankfully enough it wasn’t $2205 but instead $22.05. Adverting that small heart attack, I graciously payed with as little as a small tap to the machine with my card. Man I love technology.
Having my snacks for the journey ahead I made my way outside to see that the sun had risen and the local inhabitants were all hustling and bustling around to got to their jobs. Some of the kids were even out playing in the snow, throwing snowballs and building forts.
The little child in me wanted to join them, and be the tide that changes their little war. Sadly, college and responsibilities kept me from doing just that, and like that my mind went back to the dream automatically.
Why can’t I just forget about you. I stated as I scratched the top of my head. The crosswalk signal still blinking its red hand at me. Watch come tomorrow, it’ll all be over. I stated hopefully as the hand switched to the man. My brain followed the signal and crossed the street.
“I guess time will tell.” I stated to myself as I placed my hands in my pockets. The plastic bags swung in the wind as they hung from my arm. Taking this time to clear my mind I looked up into the sky and sighed a heavy sigh of relief. The next sigh wouldn’t be till many hours from now.
“Take this Jason!” A little kid yelled, popping out from behind a small snow bank. His Pom-pom hat the only thing that wasn’t snow covered. With little time to react the kid threw the snowball right at me. I could see the mistake written all over his face the moment he realized that I wasn’t his friend Jason.
However, this didn’t help the fact that I now had a snowball headed right towards… well my head. Even with my reflexes kicking in the ball landed right on its mark. Too bad it was the wrong person, because this kid was going to get another snowball headed his way.
Yet, when I went to remove the snow from my face I couldn’t wipe it off. Getting a bit confused I place my hand out in front of me only to see that they were replaced by an olive green peg.
“What the?!” I yelled out as I felt the sensation of gravity taking a hold of me. The area around was still white and I had no idea what was going on.
I continued to look around but to no avail. The mystery of what happened still yet to be solved. Knowing this, I immediately brought up my ‘arms’ again to once again see two olive green pegs. The feeling of gravity seemed to be lost as I had no idea what direction I was falling in. I soon chalked it up to me actually floating rather than falling.
Having thought of that, a new color soon introduced itself to me. Blue? Dark blue? No more of an ocean blue… ocean… blue… ocean… Great Scott!! Defiantly not floating! I yelled to myself as I exited the fluffy white cloud. The ocean bellow was nice and calm, but then again I was also 2000 meters off the ground so I couldn’t really see how big the waves were.
Having a very logical mind the first thing that entered my head was the how long do I have left. Time is the root of 2h/g so… about 30ish seconds! I yelled to myself. Wow I’m such a nerd. Was the second thing that bounced in my mind as the ocean continued to get closer and closer.
Pulling out my ‘arms’ again I braced for the worst, but it seemed that my body found muscles I never knew I had. Within seconds of smashing into the water a pair of wings unfurled themselves from my body.
The first thing I felt was the sheering pain of my muscles attempting to keep the wings up. Nevertheless, through all that pain it seemed to be worth it as the tip of my olive peg skimmed along the surface of the water.
“I’m… I’m… FLYING!” I yelled out a small smile carving its way onto my face, not even caring about how absurd this all was. Taking my eyes away from the ocean for the first time, I come to see a large island in front of me. It’s palm trees swaying in the light summer breeze.
Sail boats were rocking in the calm ocean as the specs of people ran around hulling nets. Their white sails catching the light tropic breeze and propelling them forwards. The whole scene had a such a relaxing vibe to it.
What summer? Tropic? I said to myself. Don’t worry about it now. Worry about getting to the shore first. I quickly told myself as I moved the new muscles causing the two appendages to flap, rewarding me with a little bit of altitude. My mind was really a mess right now, but the little child in me was having a field day.
Flapping a few more times I got myself to a point where I could see the entire island and… and it was beautiful. It wasn’t really that big in all honesty but, thankfully it was inhabited. From here I could see two areas were clearly built up, and even from here I could see even more little specs of people moving around.
It was at this time that I just let my brain run on its own problems as I enjoyed the feeling of flying without a plane. Whether this was a dream or a wicked hallucination educed by a comatose state I didn’t care. There was a clear reason I wanted to be a pilot when I grew up, and this was exactly why.
While it maybe hard to get all the money for the class and stressful when you finally do them. Nothing beats cursing at three thousand feet and watch the world fly underneath you. So it was a no brainer that I simply shut down the logical part of my brain and just simply enjoyed the view.
“If only I could fly like this forever.” I stated.
The stress I put these new muscles through, started to really show its ugly face by the time I was over the island. Sweat was accumulating on my face and every now and then a drop would work its way down and drop onto my muzzle.
Muzzle? Alright logical part, time for you to wake up and smell the roses. I claimed to myself. The warm updraft from the island made the decent quite peaceful as I mimicked a seagull and followed the thermal. Diving in and out in order to control my speed.
Nonetheless, by the time my brain started to work on this new information I was starting to get low enough to get a better look at the locals.
To say I was surprised when I saw multiple technicolored ponies prancing around was an understatement that not many could fathom. Apparently I was not one of them, for when I noticed this my wings seemed to seized up and I started to drop once again like a rock.
Sadly, however my instincts and reflexes took their own little island vacation. Within seconds I was back up to high speeds aiming for a blueish garish mare. Having no time to warn said pony I crashed into the sand causing me to tumble into the mare.
“Oh look, another botched landing.” I huffed away the sand in my mouth. I quickly got myself up and on my legs, however probably due to my dazed state I found myself falling backwards onto my back. Balance was never really one of my strong suits.
Attempting to regain my barring’s, my ears picked up the sound of a female. Her voice was monotone as she spoke “Rough Tide, I thought I told you to stop with the tricks. You’re a fisher pony not a-” Her voice trailed off as I assume she realized I’m not this Rough Tide guy.
“Woh you’re not Rough Tide.” Was the next statement out of her mouth.
Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner. I claimed to myself as I prided my foresight.
“Very perceptive of you.” I stated as I continued to stare out towards the clear blue sky. This view however was obscured by the same bluish grayish mare’s face.
“Thanks. Sorry for mistaking you for my friend, it’s just that we rarely get new ponies here. After all we are on one of the Galapagos islands. Anyways I’m Moonlight Raven you are?” The mare above me asks with her stoic expression.
Mare talked… that mare… just talked… I said to myself as I took the next few minutes to freak the hell out!
“Oden as my witness! Did you just talk!” I yelped more then yelled as I shuffled away from the mare that looked down upon me.
The mare in turn just followed me as I shuffled away from her. It wasn’t till my back hit the trunk of a nearby palm tree that she spoke again. “Did you hit your head or something? Of course I can talk, I’m a pony like you.”
Okay brain don’t freak out. Deep breaths here. Come on do it with me now. In… I stated as I breathed in. …and out… “I’M A WHAT NOW!” I yelled out utterly shocked. If you were to put a statue right next to me, you would not be able to tell the difference.
“A pony, are you sure you didn’t hit you head when you crashed into me?” The mare stated again.
“No… well yes.. but that’s not the point!” I retorted as I looked down to see that my body was indeed different. From what I could see of my stomach and legs they were all covered with olive green fur, and if the strands of dark brown hair covering some of my vision was anything to go by I had a mane as well. It seemed that this mare was right, I was indeed pony at the moment.
“I think I should take you to doctor Pin.” The mare stated as she moved closer to me.
At this point I noticed a horn on her head. I didn’t even try to think about the idea that a unicorn was actually talking to me right now.
While a doctor would probably be the best course of action for her, I really didn’t feel like being tossed into a loony bin. So I did the only thing I could do at that moment to ensure my safety.
“Hay what’s that over there!” I stated as I pointed to something behind her.
“That’s not going to work on me.” The mare deadpanned.
dam, that was my only ace up my sleeve. I stated defeated as I attempted to get to my pegs which I now see are hooves. “You’re going to take me to doctor Pin aren’t you.” I claimed as I wobbled a bit on all fours before I fell face first into the sand.
“I think that’s wise.” She claimed.
Without even asking her horn glowed a dark blue. The next thing I knew I’m two feet in the air with a dark blue arura around me. My mind went into primitive mode as I started to thrash around attempting to get out of what ever this was.
I bet if Greg was here I would know exactly what he would say. “Clearly today is not your day.” I let a small chuckle escape my lips which was probably not a good idea seeing as Moonlight Raven is now looking at me with a worried expression.
“I’m not insane.” I attempted to salvage my first impression.
“Sure, you keep saying that.” And just like that my first impression was tossed into the incinerator. Sadly, her response told me that any further attempt at changing her view on me would be met with rejection. So I just did what I would normally do when being dragged through the air by a unicorn mare.
“So nice weather you have here.” I mentally face palmed at my attempt to start an actual conversation. way to go flyboy I stated rolling my eyes. Who knows maybe I am actually insane. Insane people don’t know when their insane. Yup definitely not in the right frame of mind right now. I claimed to myself.
Luckily enough Moonlight actually responded. “Yeah, if you’re a tourist your timing is perfect. We just got through our first major storm.” As she said this I looked around to see that the most of the buildings did in fact looked to have taken a beating.
“They really get that bad here?” I asked generally curious.
“Sometimes, depends on what time of the year they come. If its in the winter, we usually get hammered pretty hard.” She lectured, then did what I never thought she would do. She asked back another question. “So since you know my name, what’s yours? Never really got to hear it since you were having a mental breakdown.”
“Oi you would to if you been through what I just been through.” I stated, but nevertheless continued to answer her question. “Names Alex Pearson, pleasure to meet you.”
“I would say like wise, but then again I am hulling your flank over to doctor Pin so...” The mare stated with a sly smirk hinted towards me.
This mare man, this mare’s got some sass. I told myself as I continued to float there in the air. Which brings me to my next question I relayed to Moonlight. “How are you holding me up anyways? You magical or somthin’?”
Moonlight looked back towards me with an unimpressed look upon her face “Yes, I’m a unicorn.” She stated again with an emotionless tone. Sadly, before I could answer her she released her hold on me and motioned me into a near by building.
As soon as we entered a male’s voice rang out from behind the counter. He had a white doctors coat on whit a brown coat and white mane. “Hay Moonlight what brings you here? Come to chat with an old doctor hmm? Do your good deed for the day?”
My right eye twitched a bit as he stated that. Nonetheless, I was quickly brought out of my stupor as Moonlight spoke up.
“Unfortunately no. Found this guy falling out of the sky on hoof tread trail. Seems to have lost his marbles though. Didn’t even realize he was a pony let alone what magic was.” Moonlight Raven stated my sentence. The sentence that would force me into an asylum for the rest of my days. Oh joyous me!
“Is that true?” Pin stated as he looked over towards me.
I was slightly caught off guard that he would ask a said to be insane person whether they were sane. Nevertheless, I still answered him “Would you believe me if I said I was a completely different species a couple of moments ago. That seemed to just appear here after being hit in the head by a snowball?” I asked.
The doctor just sighed then with a long breath said “No.”
“Thought so.” I stated under my breath. “So what’re you going to do with me doc?” I asked with pleading eyes. Eyes that begged to be set free.
“Nothing, you clearly aren’t insane. I met ponies that are insane, and you by all means do not act like any of them. You’re just really, really stupid.”
I visibly flinched at those words “ouch, rude much.”
“How else was I supposed to say it? To hear that you never knew magic was a perk for being a unicorn. That’s just common sense.” The doctor replied.
“So what now? It’s not like I can just go home, where am I supposed to stay?” I asked the doctor.
At this time both me and the doctor seemed to hatch the same idea. Reveling in this new motion we both turned our heads to where Moonlight used to be standing only to find it vacant. Slowly moving our glance, we come to see her moments away from opening the clinics door.
“Ah horse apples!” Moonlight stated as she turned back around. “Why me!” She stated for the first time in an actual tone other then her monotone one.
“Well you’re the only one I know.” I claim.
“And you could also fill in his gaps of knowledge while he waits for the next ship to the mainland.” At the doctor’s statement I turn around and give him a ‘really you just going to chuck your problems to the mainland’ kind of look.
He returned the look with his own ‘you bet your sweet flank I’m gonna do that.’. I swear males could have entire conversations with just looks. No need for those petty things we call words.
Moonlight seemed to think about what the two of us stated before her own little light bulb appeared over her head. I’m not joking to when I said a light bulb appeared over her head, because it literally did. I’m really starting to rethink my sanity here. I claimed to myself as I watch the light bulb pop out of existence.
“I know; why don’t I just give you to my sister Sunshine Smiles.” Moonlight stated looking over to the doctor.
Following her lead, I turned my attention to the doctor again only to see him giving me the ‘you see even she tosses her problems aside like I do. It’s just the way our reality works, the only thing is to accept it and move on.’ Kind of look.
My follow up was a ‘dude that’s deep.’ Look before the doctor actually voiced his opinion.
“That actually sounds like a sound plan. We all know Sunshine could use somepony to occupy her spare time. Celestia knows what she does after her classes are done.” Pin stated.
Sunshine, wow what a name. I wonder if she knows what Kaneda saw? I once again chuckled. “So this Sunshine pony she a student?” I asked remembering the doc saying something about classes.
Moonlight was the one to answer this time however. “No, she’s the elementary teacher here. So it kinda makes sense that I would hand you over to her. With her you can learn all the basics.”
I didn’t really like the though of being looked down upon, but I could see where they were coming from. Hell if I saw someone that appeared like I did, they would have been in the loony been hours ago. With that in thought I turned towards Moonlight.
“Well if you think that’s what’s best then I don’t see any harm in trying.” I state, my mind still a complete mess from all that has happened. I’m actually quite surprise I’m handling this as well as I am. I thought for sure I would have passed out by now. No doubt I was not going to get any sleep tonight, my thoughts were just too big of a mess.
Moonlight lets a sigh of relief escape her lips. No doubt from the probability of getting rid of me as a responsibility. How do I know? Well that’s because I used to do that exact same sigh almost everyday in my classes.
“Alright so it’s settled, I’m guessing you two will be off to see Sunshine then?” Pin stated as I walked on over to Moonlight, and by walked I mean tripped over my own hooves. Seeing this Moonlight rolled her eyes again and picked me up with her magic.
Before Moonlight could respond, I quickly shot Pin another question that was burning in my mind “Before we go, is Pin really your full name?” I ask.
The doc chuckles before shaking his head. “No that’s just the first part of my name. My full name is Pin Prick.” And when he said that my mouth started to curve into a smile. This however was halted by another one of his looks this one clearly stating ‘get out, before I force you out.’.
Have both me and Moonlight pick up on his look, we headed out of the clinic with haste. Moonlight being the first of us to break the silence. “You’re really lucky you bumped into me and not anypony else. If you did, you would probably be sleeping outside tonight.”
Her words hit me hard, harder then I would have thought. It was true, she was doing me a huge favor and I was being nothing but a literal baggage she had to lug around. One day I would pay her back, but until that day comes I have to live with the guilt.
“Thanks.” I simply stated as I floated next to her, “I really mean it to, thank you for not leaving me out there on the trail.”
Time ticked on, but eventually Moonlight responded to my thanks. “We’ll see how true that statement is when you meet Sunshine.”
I just looked at her with a confused stare. Moonlight seemed to catch on as she continued to explain her reasoning. “You see Sunshine is nice and all, but sometimes her optimism can get a bit… how do I put this… overbearing. I’ll give you two days before I have to take you back to doctor Pin.”
Once again I looked at her; my mind telling me only one thing. What have I gotten myself into?
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This story is quite nice I think it will turn out wonderfully