Chapter 4
Twilight Sparkle
Canterlot
"Wheeee!" Pinkie and Evening Cloud squeal as they sprint throughout the streets of Canterlot. It finally sinks in, how in the world am I supposed to deal with another pun living with me? She seems to be getting along with the other ponies but, she seems reluctant to show her real self. A frown creases my brow.
"I'm coming for you guys!" Rainbow yells as she sweeps past Rarity and me. The three ponies laugh as Apple Jack joins in the impromptu game of tag. Maybe I shouldn't say ponies anymore because it isn't politically correct? No, I'll call her a pony until it suits her to tell her new friends about her humanity.
Gosh, I love my friends, now I get a new one. Will she change the group dynamic?
"Hey! Everypony," she yells, "I have a magic trick!" I begin to feel a slight pull, 'You don't mind? Do you?' All I can do is agree as I am pushed into an enormous energy flow. Compared to her I am nothing but a puddle next to an ocean. I smell something like paper, waffles (?), and some thing I can't explain. Almost immediately I hear a song. 'What is this song?' I ask her. 'My veins are filled with rainbows.'
'High rise, veins of the avenue
Bright eyes and subtle variations of blue
Everywhere is balanced there like a rainbow above you
Street lights glisten on the boulevard
And cold nights make staying alert so hard
For heaven's sake, keep me awake so I won't be caught off guard
Clearly I am a passerby but I'll find a place to stay
Dear pacific day, won't you take me away?
Small town hearts of the New Year
Brought down by gravity, crystal clear
City fog and brave dialogue converge on the frontier
Make haste, I feel your heartbeat
With new taste for speed, out on the street
Find a road to a humble abode where both of our routes meet
The silver sound is all around and the colors fall like snow
The feeling of letting go, I guess we'll never know
Cheer up and dry your damp eyes and tell me when it rains
And I'll blend up that rainbow above you and shoot it through your veins
'Cause your heart has a lack of color and we should've known
That we'd grow up sooner or later 'Cause we wasted all our free time alone
Your nerves gather with the altitude
Exhale the stress so you don't come unglued
Somewhere there is a happy affair, a ghost of a good mood
Wide eyed, panic on the getaway
The high tide could take me so far away
VCR's and motorcars unite on the Seventh Day
A popular gauge will measure the rage of the new Post-Modern Age
'Cause somewhere along the line all the decades align.
We were the crashing whitecaps
On the ocean
And what lovely sea-side holiday, away
A palm tree in Christmas lights
My emotion
Struck a sparkling tone like a xylophone
As we spent the day alone'
Cheer up and dry your damp eyes and tell me when it rains
And I'll blend up that rainbow above you and shoot it through your veins
'Cause your heart has a lack of color and we should've known
That we'd grow up sooner or later 'cause we wasted all our free time alone'
All of the sudden everypony has a mustache.
"I look positively repulsive!" Rarity screeches, "Get it off, Get it off!"
She pouts as the rest of the ponies giggle at themselves and their friends.
"Oh, Rarity, I'll help you!" Fluttershy says, "I just need some scissors."
"Here!" Pinkie says handing her a pair.
"Oh thank you!"
"Look, Everypony, we're here! The train station is only a little bit away." Rainbow Dash says as she flies over us.
"Race you there!" Evening yells to Apple Jack and Rainbow. She sprints away. After about ten feet she announces,
"I win!"
"Looks like we're here," I say as we board the train