Burning Song took a deep breath and set hoof into Ponyville. She knew Ponyville was going to be her new home yet, she had no idea how to make friends. Living alone doesn't really help too. The Pegasus opened her wings and flew slowly upward. She flew slowly down to her soon to be house. She had gotten the house before she decided to move to Ponyville just in case "it" happened again. Burning Song flew by each house and store. It was in the middle of the night so nopony was out and about. She flew thinking about Ponyville and the ponies who lived there. Was she going to be the only Pegasus there. The place is called PONYville not Unicornville or Pegasusville. She flew and thought about these things over and over. Burning Song crashed into something and almost smashed on the ground when she suddenly stopped. She saw gray hooves and then looked up to see a gray stallion with a orange and yellow mane a tail. He had a horn glowing orange on top of his head. Burning Song was let down gently.
"Forgive me. I wasn't looking where I was going," He said.
"Oh no, It was my fault. I wasn't looking," Burning Song said back.
The stallion looked at her and smiled, "My name's Campfire Flame. Call me Campfire."
"My name is Burning Song. Please call me Song," Burning Song smiled shyly.
"What are you doing out this late?" Campfire asked.
"Well, I'm new to Ponyville and I was just going to my new home," Burning Song explained.
"Oh... Ummm... D-do you mind if I come with y-you?" Campfire asked softly.
Burning Song was shocked by the question.
"Why?" Song asked, puzzled.
Campfire said that he wouldn't tell anypony why but he forced himself to say it to this mare.
"I-I got kicked out of my house because I have no money," Campfire said sadly.
"Oh my, I'm sorry that happened. Your welcome to come with me." Song beamed.
Campfire smiled from ear to ear, "THANK YOU!"
"Come inside I have all the things inside so you can sleep in a spare bed I have," Burning Song said.
The house was welcoming to anypony that would look at it. With a door mat outside that said: "Wipe your Hoofs"
"Well... Here we are. Hope you feel at home!" Song sighed.
Campfire looked at the house and saw two candles on both sides of the door with no light. His horn glowed with a orange-yellow color. The candles had two flames burning on them.
"Wow! Thanks." Burning Song smiled.
"Well, it IS my special talent," Campfire answered.
Burning Song looked at his flank to see a campfire burning with fire as a cutie mark.
"Your special talent is... fire magic?" Song asked a little confused.
Campfire nodded, "Come on we better get inside."
They both walked inside to a warm and cozy house with a bed room and a living room and a place for a kitchen but there was nothing in it.
"Is there one more bedroom or is the spare bed in your room?" Campfire asked.
"There is only one bed room but I have a spare room for whatever, if you want me to move the bed in there I will," She could tell he had not slept in the same room as a mare before. Campfire shook his head. She could also tell he didn't want to make her too tired.
"You should go to bed. You look very tired," Song smiled.
"Yeah I should," He yawned, "thanks for everything. I owe you one big time."
Burning Song smiled, "It's the lest I can do. After all you are my friend."
"I-I'm your friend?" Campfire blushed.
"Of course!" Song beamed,"Now good night, Campfire."
"Good night, Burni- I mean Song," Campfire said as he closed his eyes.
"I love you..." Burning Song said very softly.