8-17-12
Well, I officially settled in to Ponyville. Just a quiet move in.
At least, I thought it would be. So there’s this mare, Pinkie Pie, whose talent is apparently throwing parties. Though with the amount she laughs, I don’t see why it wasn’t that.
Anyways, when she first noticed me moving in, she introduced herself. And by introduced herself, I mean gasping loudly and dashing off elsewhere. I couldn’t help but laugh out of whatever emotion it was. Regardless, I got an invitation from her later, where I was informed there was a party in my honor. Seems a little excessive for somepony like me, but whatever.
Since I’m kinda socially awkward, I just sort of did what I do best and meandered about aimlessly with no particular purpose, drifting in and out of assorted conversations. I actually had about 5 ponies introduce themselves. Pinkie, whom I mentioned earlier, saying we’d be the best of friends.
Then there was Rainbow Dash, a rainbow maned (Go figure) Pegasus who seemed to take a liking to me due to my mane’s colors and the fact that I’m a Pegasus as well.
Then there was Rarity. She was an interesting character. She’s pretty, I’ll admit. But she seems to think quite highly of herself, saying that she must have been mentioned earlier. She ended it by saying that she’d be more than happy to fix up a nice suit for me, a handsome colt, should I stop by her shop, the Carousel Boutique, where everything is “Unique and chic and magnifique” or something like that. Nopony’s ever called me handsome other than Fleur, and I’m kinda weird in the sense that I don’t like compliments. It was odd to hear, but it certainly provided a warmer welcome than a simple “Yo, shop at my shop.”
Then there was Twilight Sparkle, a purple unicorn who lives at the library in town. She started the introduction by telling me that if I needed any books on music theory, she was bound to have some. Not like I need it, but she seems a bit socially awkward as well. She also seems very smart. Not met anypony else yet that displays the same intellectual level I have, not to sound rude or boorish. She seemed nice enough.
Then there was Applejack, an earth pony who works at the local apple farm. Apparently, they’re all one big family. She didn’t say much, other than that if I needed apples or apple accessories, she was my go-to pony. Not sure what she means by “Apple accessories”, but alright.
As I watched one of them trot back to their group, (All of the 5 seem to be good friends.) there was one other pony in the group, a yellow/tan Pegasus with a pink mane. She obviously was quite shy, and didn’t seem to have the bravery to come up and talk to me. I’ve always had a soft spot for shy mares. So, in true hopeless romantic/creeper fashion, I drifted in and out of conversations, keeping my eye on her. When she started trotting to the punch table, I quickly scampered there myself, pouring a glass. Before she started to fill hers, I offered her the one I just poured, telling her she could have it. She took it, but pinned her ears back. She didn’t seem like she knew exactly how to respond. I’m used to causing awkward silences with my sarcastic sense of humor, but this was just weird. I decided to break the silence by asking her what her names was. She just sort of mumbled. Since I have a hearing disability and the crowd wasn’t helping, I asked her again. She mumbled again. Since I didn’t want to make things any worse than it already was, I just told her it was nice to meet her, though I still didn’t catch her name. She then trotted off back to her friends, thanking me. I happened to notice out of the corner of my eye that she looked back in my direction, as if checking to see if I was still there, debating whether to come talk or not. I wish she would have.
No sooner had I got done with her than I met a baby dragon, named Spike. Horribly original in naming, but whatever. He gave me the lowdown on everypony in that social group I mentioned earlier. I asked him what the tan ones name was. Fluttershy, he told me. It only seemed appropriate that “shy” was in her name. Now that I know her name, I can try this new start thing. Get to be good friends with her. I know better than to even hope for romantic attraction. I just moved here, it’d be weird to be liking somepony right off the bat. But, I’m a weird guy, and she caught my attention, I’ll admit. Things could never work out, but that’s alright. I can dream.
Anyways, the main 6 I mentioned decided to stay a little late afterwards, chatting me up, learning about me. Twilight seemed interested to hear that I did work in Canterlot. Not sure why. Rarity seemed to dislike the messiness that comes with hard work, and Applejack seemed interested that I didn’t mind working with the “Little rascals” as she called them.
Fluttershy seemed eager to ask a question, but Pinkie Pie soon interrupted, telling me that I was cool and we should hang out more. I obliged her. Twilight, who seems to be some sort of leader of the pack, so to speak, told everypony else that it was probably time to go, since I had school in the morning. They all agreed, leaving in single file fashion. Fluttershy was last, so I called out to her. She seemed a little surprised I talked to her, but asked me what I wanted. I told her I simply wanted to know what sort of question she had earlier. She got a little sparkle in her eyes, as she remembered, but opted to tell me that it wasn’t important. What happened next was pretty atypical of me.
After she told me it wasn’t important I said something to the effect of “Oh. Well I look forward to seeing you again!”. It wasn’t until after I said it I realized how weird that sounded. Oddly enough, she responded with a “Oh, yes, but only if that’s ok with you...”. She seemed a little apprehensive, like she doesn’t want to hurt my feelings or be a bother. She could never be a bother to me. But maybe I just don’t know her well enough yet. I simply told her I’d like that.
Then I immediately came here. Multiple reasons: I told you I would write immediately after I got here, but also to write out my thoughts going on right now.
Guess what? It’s happening again. I’m going back to my old habit and picturing myself in a relationship with somepony that captures my interest. Of course, I dream and daydream about romance often, but daydreams have gotten too specific already. Can’t seem to get Fluttershy out of my head...the yellow coat, the pink mane...she seems so kind and gentle, which is all I’ve ever asked for. I know I don’t stand a chance with somepony like her, but I can still admire from afar, which is all I ever do anyways. Sigh...I’m so hopeless.
Ready for a new start in Ponyville,
Trey
8-18-12
So during practice today, I could have sworn I saw Fluttershy in the distance, watching practice. I wanted to talk to her, of course, but practice wouldn’t go by fast enough. Odd, considering it usually goes by so slow. Anyways, I tried searching around the square where I saw her, to no avail. I’m pretty sure she was running some errands coincidentally, but one part of me keeps wanting it to be something more, like she simply wanted to see me for the hell of it. I know I wouldn’t mind seeing her for fun. I’m just going to let my mind duel it out. Seems like the “It didn’t mean anything” part of it is winning. As always.
Mentally dueling himself,
Trey
8-19-12
So today I got this crazy idea and ran with it.
After band practice, I decided to try and find Fluttershy. Whilst roaming Ponyville square, i was taken aback by Pinkie Pie, screaming “HI!” in my face. I fell to the ground off guard. She asked me if I was playing a game, like hide and seek, and that I should play with her. She must look a lot older than she is. Anyways, I just asked where I could find Fluttershy, and she pointed me in the direction of her cottage.
Once I got there, after going the wrong way, I knocked. She seemed a little shocked and surprised to see me yet again, and looked down at the ground a lot, almost refusing to keep eye contact. I went with my crazy idea and asked her to the hoofball game tomorrow night. After some debating on her part, mostly trying to figure out what to do, (Apparently she takes care of animals.) she agreed to show up, and sit by the band. The entire time, she kept asking if it would be ok, since she didn’t want to be a bother. Not sure why she keeps thinking she’d bother me. Then again, I do that very same thing sometimes. Oh well. At least she agreed to show up to the game. I look forward to seeing her again. Not in the creepy sense, but I just can’t help myself. Hopefully all goes well. She mentioned that she doesn’t like large crowds and loud noises. I told her I’m the exact same way but I make an exception for hoofball. Anyways, I hope she shows up.
Hoping for the best, for once,
Trey
8-20-12
Well, I messed up again. What else is new?
So on bright notes, the band performed very well, and the crowd reaction was pretty good. They enjoy the fight song I wrote for them back in my tenure at Canterlot, and I must say, they play it pretty damn well. It went well up until we lost the ball game and the crowd left early, skipping the school song and fight song. Pretty typical crowd. Supportive when things are good, not so much when we suck.
Anyways, the entire game, I was looking for Fluttershy, but she never showed up. I was disappointed in her, honestly, up until the second half when I realized I never told her the time. So, I messed up. I came so far to fail. Took a social risk in asking her, then I ultimately screwed it up, as usual. Bleh.
After the game, I told the band that things went well and I looked forward to seeing them on Monday. As I trotted off to go home, I heard Fluttershy call out to me. I was surprised to see her, honestly. I luckily didn’t let my frustration get the best of me. Only I can piss myself off. Anyways, I asked her where she was, and, as expected, told me that she didn’t know the time, and kept apologizing. Almost too much. Anyways, I convinced her, and myself, that it was entirely my fault and that she shouldn’t worry about it. She still looked away, and I made another move I regret. I put my hoof under her chin and tilted it towards my face. Oddly enough, she didn’t remove my hoof. That’s new. Upon doing this, I saw her dead in the eyes. She has absolutely the prettiest eyes I have ever seen. So deep, blue, full of life and wonder. I could stare into those eyes forever. If there’s only one physical thing I like about her, I’d pick the eyes. Of course, there’s more than one.
For some odd reason, I decided to ask her what she was doing tomorrow. She said absolutely nothing. So, I’m meeting her tomorrow at about 9 AM to help her with some chores and stuff. Mostly looking forward to spending time with her. As I trotted to go home, she called out my name, sweetly. I asked her what she wanted. She told me, and I quote, “It’s getting dark. Could you walk me home?”
I’ve honestly never been happier in my life. I wasn’t expecting this at all, and yet, she wanted me to walk her home. Probably just because she’s scared of the dark, but it meant a lot to me. I don’t know, spending time with her felt good. I’ve never really felt a strong desire to attach myself to anypony, but i do feel a slight penchant for her. But, as is required, I have to curb my desires. She deserves better than me, and I don’t stand a chance anyway. Sigh...she’s so beautiful too. But at least I get to spend more time with her tomorrow. I just need to play my cards right so I don’t mess up another relationship. She means a lot to me...and more than I’d like to admit, I’ve been thinking an awful lot about her. I had a dream about her last night. I don’t remember what it was, but I do remember she was in it. Maybe she hugged me. That’s all I could ask for.
Anyways, I’d better get to bed. I have a lovely mare to visit tomorrow. Let’s hope I don’t blow it.
Hoping for some physical contact,
Trey.