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// Chapter 3 
// Story: Brok 
// by Jhonn 
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"Could you at least try?" - asked Seed, although I tried to do everything possible to ignore her, but those eyes didn't let me.

"Why do you need me to go again?" - I asked as I put my hammer on my belt, preparing myself mentally for a long argument that I will surely lose, but not without fighting.

"Our family is the founder of the town, they want all of us to be there for a commemorative photo, they just finished the train station together with the mayor's office, and they want to meet the famous blacksmith of the apple family" - before I can say something, she continued as she practically pushed me out of the house.

"I understand that you do not want to attract attention, but only we know your name, in their eyes, you are a blacksmith who helped build the town"

That's true, I made many parts of metal, as well as the tools, although it was rather Smith who had suggested that an extra income for the farm would help in difficult times in case of bad harvest.

Although that will never happen, I swallowed my words when I saw her all excited.

"Fine, but I don't like it" - I said as we walked to the barn.

When we entered, i saw everyone gathered, Strong and Wood looked dejected, their suits fit very well, Smith had a green dress that would surely make her boyfriend look with his mouth open, but in the middle of them was a small suit ... ....Oh no.

"I have never felt so used in my life"

"Don't be ridiculous, you look great, we are also almost there, although I would have liked to shave that beard a little" - said Seed, Strong and Wood looked at me with understanding, they also had no choice.

"Besides, your works are fantastic, even Canterlot orders have even arrived" - said Smith, of course they are fantastic!!.

Upon arrival there were quite a few ponies, although not more than 50 maybe.

Many looked at me in surprise, although many tried to talk to me.

Some curious why it was so low, and others thanking me for making such good and reliable tools.

Thank heaven it didn't last long, they gave us a copy of the photo, although I think that will be a problem in a few years since they will know that I am not aging.