The two stallions on the train didn't move, nor did they talk to each other for the longest time. Ever since making it down the mountain and onto the train, they just laid there looking at each other.
"So what are we going to do now?" Silver Tail asked his elder brother. The two hadn't eaten anything, how long have they been on the train? Two weeks, a month?
"Well brother, we go to where this train takes us... after that... I don't know.." Bucephalus says.
After an hour, the train stops. Both Stallions hide on one side of the train, lest they be caught as stowaways.
When the train is finally open, both stallions sneak out into the bright sun.
"AH!" Bucephalus says as he shields his eyes from the harmful bright rays. Staggering back a bit, he almost backs into a worker.
"Hey watch it big guy! I'm walking here!" the worker says as he carries a large package from the train.
"Bucephalus!" Silver Tail walks towards Bucephalus with a map. "So... we're in a place called .. Canterlot?"
"Hand me the map, Silver Tail" Bucephalus says.
Indeed Silver Tail had been right. Looking around they realized they were indeed in Canterlot. Though it wasn't either of their intentions to come here, the two stallions decided to make the best of their situation.
"All right Silver Tail, we have mouths to feed. I bet these 'high and mighty' ponies have jobs that needed to be done." Bucephalus said to his brother as they walked down the street.
Bucephalus was an oddity around Canterlot. He was a giant stallion, towering over many of the other ponies. He was unwashed and unmannerly compared to the prim and proper gentlecolts. But they managed to find odd jobs here and there. Once even working as a gardener in the palace itself.
The two ponies continued working when a certain regal figure stood behind them.
"You colts are doing an excellent job." A voice calls out to them. "Why you must be one of the best gardeners Canterlot has had since... never mind."
Silver Tail turn around to see a regal looking white alicorn standing before them. Though she was taller than Silver Tail, if it wasn't for her horn, Bucephalus would be taller than she was.
"My my, you are a gigantic stallion aren't you.?" The regal pony says to Bucephalus.
Bucephalus had been trimming hedges all day, the last thing he needed was a distraction.
"Whose business is it?" Busephalus rudely asks without lookingup.
"If you keep your head down, you will not see what lies before you." he white alicorn says."Don't you know who I am?"
Both Bucephalus and Silver Tail shake their heads. Neither of them had been in Canterlot more than a week and a regal pony expected them to know who she was.
"No, I'm sorry, we haven't been here in Canterlot for more than a week. You see we're from the mountains far from here." Bucephalus says to the pony
"Well, I could be sure of that I knew you weren't from here. I guess introductions are in order. My name is Princess Celestia, ruler of Equestria."
When Bucephalus and Silver Tail realized they were standing before the ruler herself, they fell to the ground.
"Forgive your highness." Bucephalus says "We have never seen you before, and did not know who you were. Forgive us."
Princess Celestia merely laughs at the two. "Hahaha. All is forgiven you don't need to fall to the ground, begging for forgiveness. I'm not like that."
Bucephalus and Silver Tail slowly rise to look at Princess Celestia.
"Thank you princess. I, I'm Bucephalus" Bucephalus says shaking hooves with Princess Celestia.
"And I'm Silver Tail." Says Silver Tail
"Ahh Bucehaphalus, that's an odd name for a giant stallion, and Silver Tail? Welcome to Canterlot." Princess Celestia says.
Bucephalus and Silver Tail continued working that week until Princess Celestia approached them.
"Sorry to bother you again Bucephalus, I know how much you hate being interrupted from your work, but I think your talents will be put to better use elsewhere." Princess Celestia says.
"Tell me about it." Bucephalus thought to himself.
Wiping the sweat off he forehead. Bucephalus looked up at Princess Celestia who was holding a brochure.
"Bucephalus, you look like a strong fellow, you see I've started a railroad project that will connect Canterlot with a town called Ponyville. Since you and your brother are honest, hardworking stallions, I think you two will be perfect for the job."
Taking the brochure from Princess Celestia, Bucephalus scans over the brochure, word for word.
"I see, and if we need a job when it's completed?" Bucephalus asks Princess Celestia
"Than you're always welcomed back as gardeners." Princess Celestia tells him.
With their things packed up, Bucephalus and Silver Tail take a ride along with other railroad workers to the job site.
"I can't believe we're doing this." Silver Tail tells his brother.
"The pay sounds good, and Princess Celestia recommended it. Besides, it's safer than any mine." Bucephalus tells his brother.
"Say Pardner, did you say mine?" a red colored pony asks Bucephalus.
"Yes... why?" Bucephalus says with a weird look on his face.
"Oh nothing, this here article says there was a riot by terrorists at a mine not too long ago."
Bucephalus grabbed the newspaper from the stallion. "Woh hey pardner I was reading that! Or, I guess I'm done now."
"Canterlot Industries Mine Attacked"
"On July 17th, a group of terrorists took over the Coal Mine 1917 and as well as being involved in the indiscriminate slaughter of civilians. The mine's owner claims that they had tried to save everyone and even negotiate with the terrorists, they wouldn't listen and burned down the village. Though the mine had been destroyed in the ensuring melee. Canterlot Industries insists that the coal was saved."
Bucephalus in a rage, crumbled up the paper, and threw it to the floor. "THAT BASTARD PIG!" Bucephalus exclaims in a rage causing all of the ponies on the ride to look at him.
"Oh sorry... I was upset about... the sports section. Hehehehe" Bucephalus attempts to explain his actions.
"Don't worry pardner, when my farm when under I had times like that too. My name here is Apple Crisp. Folks just call me Crisp. What's your name big fella?" Apple Crisp asks Bucephalus.
"My name is Bucephalus, the pony on my right is my brother, and his name is - " Silver Tail interrupts Bucephalus.
"My name's Silver Tail, pleasure to meet you ."
Apple Crisp merely laughs. "Hahaha, just call me Crisp. Ever been to Canterlot before you two?"
Both stallions shake their heads "Nope"
"Say, you ponies 'round these parts?'
"No, we just move from place to place looking for work." Bucephalus answered
"Ah drifters, never short of excitement." Apple Crisp finished.
The ponies arrived at the work site. Pounding in bolts here and there, laying track. Day in and day out, it was the same routine. As they neared Ponyville, Apple Crisp approached Bucephalus and Silver Tail with a question.
"Say you boys are pretty young hard workers. What are your plans after this?" Apple Crisp asked
"We're not entirely sure, most likely we'll move on to something else." Bucephalus said
Apple Crisp scratched his head.
"Say you guys ever worked on an apple farm before?"
Both ponies shook their heads. "Nope"
"Well my family owns a farm not too far away from Ponyville, and we're planning on expanding. Normally we don't hire outside the family, but you two look like a one-in a million. So what do you say? Good pay, a place to sleep. Showers. And the best zap apple jam 'round these parts."
"Zap apples?" Silver Tail asks Apple Crisp.
"Zap Apples are only the most delicious apples, which if prepared right, make great jam too." Apple Crisp answered.
Pounding in the final spike, Bucephalus gets off the ground. With the railroad job finished, the workers collected their pay and moved on with their lives.
"Hey Bucephalus! Silver Tail! Over here!"
Bucephalus and Silver Tail look up to see their friend Apple Crisp alongside several other ponies. One of them was an attractive blond.
"See I told you he was huge." Apple Crisp says to the blond mare.
"Bucephalus and Silver Tail, this here is Apple Pie, Apple Tart, and my sister, Granny Smith."
"Hello" Both Bucephalus and Silver Tail say in unison.
"So you're the boys we've been hearing about." Apple Pie says. "We're expanding the farm out, and our relatives haven't been able to come, so we decided to hire out for some hands, and you two just seemed to be the perfect candidates. Good pay, warm bed, and all the apples you can eat So , how about it pardner. You up for some farming?"
Bucephalus thought about it for a bit...
"Common" says Apple Tart "We won't take no for an answer pardner."
"Very well." says Bucephalus. "I guess we're farmers now Silver Tale."
The two ponies climbed onto the carriage that would take them back to the farm. The carriage lifted up a bit as Bucephalus got in.
"Woo Wee" The blond mare says. "You're huge! You must be the biggest fella in these parts. What's your name again?" The blond asks
"My name's Bucephalus, and what is your name again mare?" Bucephalus asks.
The blond mare merely smiled, blinked several times and said. "My name's Granny Smith."
"That's a nice name"
I decided to give Bucephalus a little respite from his pain. We all know Granny Smith is an old lady in the time of FIM. But this takes place years before the Mane 6 are even born. Don't think happiness lasts forever. We're not even at the Griffon invasion yet.