//------------------------------// // Arrival // Story: A pony moves to Ponyville. // by Questioner //------------------------------// It was a hot summers day, with only a few clouds (the Pegasi were responsible for that, of course!), and a nice gentle breeze. “So this is Ponyville.” I said to myself, something I do often. “I can see why she recommended it.” I was still at the outskirts of the town, having walked from Manehatten. Yes, walked. Most ponies would take the train, but then again I’m not most ponies. I could see the Treebrary and I decided to go there first. Or I would have, had a pink pony not popped up out of nowhere in front of me. “Hello!” she said. “I’m Pinkie Pie! You must be new here, I haven’t seen you before, and I know everypony, and I mean EVERYpony in Ponyville! What’s you name?” “Call me Greyhoof,” I replied to the crazy party pony. “And yes, I’m new here. Just came from Manehatten”. “Oooh! Oooh! I know! I gotta throw a PARTY!! I always throw a party for my new friends!!” “Thanks, but I’ve never really enjoyed parties.” I said , before she could dash off. “I guess I’m not really the partying kind.” With this, I think I broke her. She just kinda froze in place, mouth open. “Fine, I’ll try it. I just want to visit the library first.” With this, she unfroze. “It’s going to take a bit of time to arrange, not long though! You should definitely visit the library, one of my bestest friends ever is there!” She than disappeared, the same way she appeared. I made my way to the library, and knocked on the door. It was answered by a small purple and green dragon. “Errr, hello? Can I help you?” he asked. “I was just hoping to browse the library for a bit.” I replied. “Although at some point a Pinkie Pie is going to throw a party for me, completely unavoidable it seems.” “Yeah, she can be like that. Especially since she hasn’t had an excuse for a party for a week or two now. Come in, I’ll get Twilight.” I followed the dragon inside, and looked around at the bookshelves, which were cut into the sides of the tree itself “Can I help you find something?” I turned around to find a purple Alicorn behind me, wearing a crown that matched her Cutie Mark. “Ah, you must be the famous Princess Twilight Sparkle. I am mainly interested in books on unusual forms of magic. It is one of my few passions.” “We haven’t got a lot on that here, but I can get some from the library in Canterlot if you wouldn’t mind waiting a couple of days.” she said. “That would be lovely, I was thinking of moving into Ponyville anyway. I haven’t decided yet though, but I imagine it won’t take long. I’ve been wandering too long, I need to settle down, and Ponyville seems like just the quiet, out of the way place I have been thinking of.” “Wandering? Not a lot of ponies do that. Those that do, don;t usually stop. May I ask why? Sorry if I’m being too nosy.” “Well,” I replied. “You are a Princess, not that I have ever bothered much with royalty, so I suppose you can ask. It is quite a tale though”.