When the song finished, I couldn’t help but (believe or not) bow to Rarity as a “thank you” gesture.
"Well well, it’s strange to find well-mannered ponies around here; I’m guessing you did have an important family in Canterlot." she said
"Actually my father was just in the army, but being chivalrous is one part of what my cutie mark represents" I said showing her my cutie mark: a one-hoofed sword.
"Well, I think you are very lucky to have more than one talent in one cutie mark darling" she looked back at her group "sorry my friends call me, it was a pleasure to dance with you."
"The pleasure was mine" I said in a fancy way, but joking a bit too; I could be chivalrous, but I wasn’t too fond of that.
I went to the table to have something to drink, and I saw that yellow pegasus from the group of before. She was drinking punch, so I approached and tapped her shoulder to talk a little.
But when she saw it was me tapping her shoulder she choked and let the cup fall.
"Oh gosh sorry! I didn’t mean it!" I apologized
"That’s... alright!" she said in a wheeze
"Okay okay take it easy, calm down" I was beginning to stutter.
After a while the mare had regained her air.
"I’m really sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, seriously" I said a bit sad.
"Don’t worry, it happens to me all the time" she replied embarassed.
"I guess I’ll have to be even more careful then" I said jokingly, but she looked away instead, so I tried to think of something else "so, what was your name again?"
"Um, Flutter…shy" she said that last syllable in a whisper I didn’t hear.
If I’d have hosted a contest to see who would have the lowest voice, she would win by unanimous decision.
"Oh yeah Fluttershy, sorry, I’m just not too good with names, I remember all but can’t recall them at some point or another." I explained her.
"Oh okay" I could think she wasn’t too much of a talker.
"Hey, I don’t know anything about you yet" I remembered "do you work?"
"Oh, well, I take care of animals in my cottage" she said.
"Ah you’re a vet, am I right?" I asked
"Um, not really; see, a veterinarian cures and heals pets. I take care of all kinds of animals, feed them, spend some time with them, and, when they need to, heal them if they’re hurt." she explained
"So you are a bit more of a foal-sitter for animals" I guessed.
"Yeah, pretty much; though many of the animals I take care of live in my cottage, so I don’t get paid for all except for a few pets that are sent to me."
"So yeah, a foal-sitter for animals" and then it hit me "wait, cottage?"
"Um, yeah?"
"You live here in Ponyville?"
"Um, yeah what about it?" she asked back.
"Oh nothing it's just that I thought you pegasi lived in Cloudsdale."
"Well I do live here in Ponyville, but when I was a filly I lived in Cloudsdale." she explained
"You don’t say? Then when did you move here to Ponyville?" I was getting interested in this mare.
"Uhh… about… a few years, I can’t really remember" she said a bit uncomfortable.
"Okay don’t worry; it’s not that important either!" I let out a silly laugh, it hurt me whenever I thought I was messing up with even the slightest thing.
I tried to think of something else to talk:
"By any chance does your cutie mark have anything to do about your work?" I was getting surprised at how nervous I was getting, to ask something that obvious.
"Well, my cutie mark resembles my ability to talk to animals."
"What?"
"Oh I mean my ability to communicate with animals." she corrected
"Communicate?" I didn't see much of a difference.
"Yes, I can communicate with animals in a higher level than most ponies, I can take care of them better because I understand them. Most ponies ask me to watch over their pets because they can’t find anypony better. Well, they say that; I don’t think I’m that good."
"If they choose you, then it means you ARE as good as they say" I complimented her.
"Maybe, but there aren’t many ponies who choose me."
"Maybe because there aren’t many ponies that have pets"
"Maybe. I guess you are right."
"So, what do you work of?" she asked.
"Me? Well, I’m a translator." I answered.
"Umm, I’m sorry, but what’s a translator?"
"Well, how to put it? A translator is a pony that receives some text in a language, and is asked to turn it to another one. Translate something (like a document) is my job."
"Ohh, so you know more than one language?"
"Two and a half" I said jokingly, knowing she would ask about that.
"Huh?"
"Yeah" I laughed "Actually I know three including English, but I use only two for translation." I explained her.
"What about the third one?"
"That was an extra language I was taught at school, I can use it to talk a little with others, but mostly understand what they say. So in short: I can understand it, but can’t talk it fluidly."
"What languages do you know?"
"Spanish and Portuguese; I use Spanish to translate from English."
"Wow you know a lot" she said happily. " Can you tell me something in Spanish?"
"Uhhh, ummm, maybe later?" I blushed; I was getting nervous out of nowhere.
"Okay" she accepted with a little smile.
The rest of the party went faster than usual, I stopped to chat to anypony that wanted to talk and meet me or welcome me to the village. It was true, ponies here were very friendly.
When the party finished at 10 PM, the group of Pinkie was the last one to leave; my brother left earlier because he was getting a bit bored.
"Well, thanks for coming girls, hope to see you again" I said to the group.
"Sure, see you later Flare!" waved Twilight along with the other four.
I turned to Pinkie:
"Thanks for the party Pinkie, it was nice of you, even if I just met you like a few hours" like my brother, I was too honest sometimes too.
"You’re totally welcome; if another party comes up I’ll be sure to give you and your brother an invitation!" she chimed oblivious of what I said.
"Awesome, thanks again. See you later!"
I went to my house; it wasn’t too far from Sugarcube Corner, only a few blocks, if it was a little further I wouldn’t have left my brother to go home alone. There wasn’t any record of bandits or muggers in Ponyville ever, but it wasn’t a reason to not be careful at night.
When I got home my brother was already asleep, I was tired too so I just brushed my teeth and left myself fall in my bed.
But I liked to think before I got to sleep: I thought of my moving here in Ponyville, the people I met, the party. Think was something I liked to do very much, it was something that helped me to sleep.
Specially after I kept thinking of that yellow coated pegasus.