Nopony
I've been wondering why all the other ponys would ever consider going to that crowded 'Grand Galloping Gala'. So many mare's and stallions go that it would be too dreadfully crowded for my tastes! Tis a shame I'm going to be alone with all these vintage books and no one to talk with.
--Hipster mare
A certain somepony read over the letter they had just found. The paper was one of those ones that you bought to look old. Looking to the house that had the same scent as the letter,'Nopony' went out to find somepony else to keep the pony who's letter he had just found some company wit similar tastes.
"Tis a cool night. Somepony such as myself shouldn't spent it all alone drinking clover tea and having only older books to keep me company." A stallion sitting outside of one of ponyvilles cafes sighed as his magical aura surrounded his tea cup and brought it to his lips to take a sip. He was what somepony's called a 'hipster stallion'. He didn't mind the nickname, but he didn't like the idea of always being alone with no one to talk to or debate about which of Cleaver Clovers published journals was truly the most heart warming. Just as the stallion was about to re-read Sonic Rainbooms: Fact or Fiction?, he felt a slight tap on his shoulder and a voice go 'Ahem'. Before he could turn around, a scroll with a ponyville address hastily written on it was thrown in front of him. The stallion gave a quick look back, but the pony that had left the letter with him had already vanished. Shrugging his shoulders, the stallion turned back to the letter and let his magical aura surround it as well as open it.
After reading the short content of the letter, the stallion hastily turned it over and read the address. Quickly finishing his tea in one sip, The stallion's magical aura surrounded his book and put it into his vintage looking settle bags. As he trotted down the streets to the address on the back of his note, he allowed himself a slight smile. Who ever he was going to meet sounded like a wonderful mare, and a hipster mare at that!
Soon the address the stallion had been searching for stood before him. It looked like any other ponyville house, but classical music could be heard coming out from inside. Double checking the address once, than twice, and finally a third time, the stallion slowly walked up to the door and knocked politely three times.
After a few seconds, a mare opened the door. she looked like any other pony, except she had bold black rim glasses and a plaid scarf wrapped around her neck. "May I help you?" Her sweet voice asked.
"Ahhh-- Yes! I happened to come upon this short letter and some pony had written this address on the back. I just happened to read that you were lonely and wondered if you would be ever so kind as to let me come in and perhaps read some good old classics like A ponys true tail, Discorian's arise and downfall, or even A cutie mark is ones true destiny: Truth and fact's." The stallion said with a small smile, trying to appear confidant and not creepy.
"I've been meaning to read Dicordian's arise and downfall. And perhaps if you have already read it, I've been wanting to discuss A cutie mark is ones true destiny: Truth and fact's with somepony, but that poor librarian is just too busy for me." The hipster mare said aloud to herself.
The stallion before her tried to hid his smile. He too had wanted to discuss A cutie mark is ones true destiny: Truth and fact's with somepony else. Now all he could do was hope that the mare before him would allow him to be in her presence for the evening.
"I guess I could use some company this evening. Would you care to come and join me in my study for clover tea and biscuits so we might be able to discus A cutie mark is ones true destiny: Truth and fact's?" She asked the stallion before her with a smile.
"I say, tis would be my greatest please to do so!" The stallion said as the mare moved aside and welcomed him into her home. "I have to say, what lovely decorations you have!" The stallion kindly noted as the mare behind him closed the door.