//------------------------------// // Chapter 4 Hello? // Story: Hawke In Equestria // by Fanskapet //------------------------------// "So what ya think about him?" Applejack asked as they walked down the stairs, making sure he wouldn't be able to overhear them. "Well something is not right about this whole thing, the throne, the odd clothes and the equipment he had, I fear he may be something ...weird." Twilight frowned a bit as they stopped at the front door, thinking through what she had observed, a bit dissapointed she hadnt gotten a picture of his cutiemark, looking at the camera floating in her magic for a moment before unsummoning it with a soft pop. "But I don't believe he is hostile, just confused and hurt." "Well ah try keep an eye on him just to make sure, don't forget to come by at dinner." "At 18 like we agreed to." Twilight nodded, turning around and giving her a wave with her hoof as she begun to walk away. "Bye." "Bye." Applejack waved back, watching her friend walk away before closing the door behind her and walking into the kitchen. "Oh dang already lunchtime?" She mumbled to herself as she looked at the clock on the wall, making her way over to the fridge, taking out a few leftover vegetables and begun cutting them up to make a soup, heating the stove and filling up a pot with water. taking another look at the clock to measure when it would be done, walking over to the kitchen cabinets to lay the table only to jump in surprise almost dropping the soup bowls as she heard a loud thud from upstair. "What in tarnation?" She said, quickly putting down the bowls on the table and hurrying upstairs, afraid the stranger had fallen out of bed and hurt himself. "Are ya....okay?" She asked, as she opened the door only to see him laying uncomfortable in a heap with the bottle of pills rolling slowly across the floor with its contents scattered over the floor. "Uhm what did ya try to do?" "...Just help me up." He sighed, meeting her eyes as he slowly tried to push himself up into a sitting position. "No need to be all grumpy lookin, just let me help ya up again." She smiled, as she walked over, putting her hooves under his chest and gently lifting him back up into bed. "Phew yer a heavy fella." "...Thanks, but I prefer to not be bed ridden." He grunted, as he laid down once again prepping the pillow up a bit so he could atleast be in a half sitting position to speak with her. "Well who knows if ya have a broken limbs or shattered spine, until the doc comes by ya aint leavin this here bed okay?" Applejack said giving him a stern look. "I can see the logic in that, then may I ask you to help me gather my pills?" He asked, as he nodded his thanks for the help, slowly turning his gaze towards the scattered pills on the floor. "Oh sure just keep still ya hear?" She said, taking a step back and ducking down to scoop up the pills in her hooves, eventually walking over to the bottle picking it up and putting them all in. "Aaand ah think thats all of them." She eventually said as she finished giving the floor a last look before meeting his eyes staring at her. "What? why are ya staring?" "How...did you pick them up with hooves?" He tilted his head slightly confused at what she had managed to do. "Uh well I picked them up by using... my hoof?" She shrugged with a raised eyebrow, looking down at her hoof holding the bottle, confused at his question and how to even describe something so simple as using hooves. ".........Very well, I thank you for helping me out, please put it on the nightstand and if you could be so kind and take out one of the pills for me, just leave it next to the bottle." He kept his gaze on her eyes awaiting more before giving up and pointing a hoof towards the nightstand. "Of course." Smiling as she did so. "Soo ya wanna tell me yer name?" "Hawke." He answered working through his head if he should use an alias deciding against it since it wouldnt matter in this world. "Just hawk?" She repeated, tilting her head slightly to the side awaiting him to continue. "With an e at the end." He nodded. "Oh Hawke, ah see well Hawke nice to meetcha, ah hope ya find our guest room to yer liking." She smiled, holding out a hoof for him to shake. "It is quite cozy and it reminds me of my childhood." he said as he shook her hoof, taking a look around the room, taking note of the door and the windows just incase if a quick escape would be needed. "Oh ya were born in a farm too?" She suddenly perked up a bit surprised to hear of somepony else with a similar life. "No I was born in our family mansion." He said, noticing her smile fading before continuing. "....But we owned alot of farms and my father took me with him to inspect the peasants and to see if they did their job." "Ah that is good ah guess." "I suspect you have had some bad experiencing with the bluebloods." he said as he crossed his forelegs and tilting his head slightly to the side. "What? no! no part of Sweet Apple Acres are owned by Blueblood." She blinked and shook her head almost offended at what he had said. "......What are you talking about?" He blinked back staring at her confused at what she had just said. "Prince Blueblood wasn't that- oh no nevermind ya meant blueblooded like nobility sorry." She grinned and turned a bit red at the cheeks as she understood what he meant. "Do not worry about it, I understand...that...do you smell smoke?" He held up a hoof to stop her from getting more flustered, sniffing the air suddenly as it reached his nostrils. "Smoke? *sniff* yes but what cou- OH THE SOUP!!" She repeated confused at first sniffing the air before running out of the room with a shout.