Hello, my name is . . . not important, at least for now. I am here to tell you a story, a tale of Lions, of murderous trees, of the dark side of the moon, and the ones who inhabits it. So with out further attempts to spoil the adventure, lets begin.
It was a bright sunny day in the middle of spring. A glorious morning for the young Earth Pony Cobble Gen, he was a rock miner by trade. He moved to Ponyville two months ago and has made a little home for himself. He has even stumbled upon someone who could be the one. She's the magnificent Cabbage, of the Patch family. They have a farm out side of town and he tries to visit her any chance he can get. You see, working the rock farm has it toll on the poor stallion namely his coat. His cyan fur stained to that of a common blue. His almost pale yellow mane is constantly almost brown looking. Bathing is really low on his to do list every day except when he gets a chance to visit town.
He enjoys running around town for anyone who needs them. His favorites are (re)painting Mrs. Weatherly's home almost every Sunday, helping the Pots with their gardening, listening to Old Colt Jensen’s stories about his youth, but most of all he loves being the runner for the Patch's farm. Every Saturday he goes down to their farm with his cart and loads it with baskets of cabbages and Cabbage's dad passes the family runner a few bits and he makes his way into town. Cobble can't stand cabbage but he knows most of the critters enjoy it. So he runs to all of the pet shops and offers them some of his goods. Then continues over to the town's pet caretaker Fluttershy. She opened the door for him once but it quickly slammed closed as she squeaked. She was such a cute mare he thought to him self.
Without fail there were always a few bits by the front porch. He would place a sizable basket next to her door and picks up the bits. Then he knocks twice and walks away. He often chuckles to see her quickly open the door and grab the basket. His last stops where the animal farmers then back to the Patch's farm. The father would count the the bits and slip the stallion three extra bits. Cobble always slid them back and thanked him for letting him help.
The stroll afterward is always calming, with the busyness of the weekends buzzing along. He finds his favorite bench and watches the day go bye. Not much happens in town and he often daydreams until night fall. Occasionally he falls asleep and is woken up by Cabbage on her last run through town.
“Your going to catch a cold if you stay out here ya know.” shes would sass him. And he would just sit there and chuckle and rub his neck. They wold talk for a bit about the town, the farm and the mines. The few minutes they would spend were the highlight of his week.
He continues this routine for months and soon Hearts and Hooves day was coming. He made his mind that he would ask her to be his special some-pony. All week he would practice and feel his heart race every time he thought about it. When Saturday came around he decided to ask her by the bench so he did his normal routine and again he fell asleep dreaming of the right way to say it.
“I swear Cobble, you must be trying to get my attention from how many time I see you asleep on that bench.” the familiar voice gentle rocks him awake and again he just chuckles. They sat in silence for a few moments when Cobble finally got up the nerve to ask her.
“Hey Cabbage?” he mumbled staring at the ground.
“Yeah?” Cabbage said looking off at something in the distance.
“ya know Hearts and Hooves day is coming soon.” he said as he traced something in the bench
“Ye-ah?” she looked at him quizzically.
“and I was wondering . . .” still tracing
“Yes?”
“Would you . . .”
“Yes?” a few moments went bye and he chocked on his words finally in a fit of coughing,
“Would you spend Hearts and Hooves day with me!?” he blurted out. After a few seconds he looked up and saw her chuckling. He quickly realized how silly he must of looked and began to chuckle along side her. She gave him the smallest peck on his cheek,
“I would love to.” and started walking back to her farm. She turn around and shouted, “See you Saturday!”
He stumbled off his bench and could barley walk as he made his way back home. The next week went by quicker than any thing he could have imagined. Saturday came around and he quickly made his way to the farm. He gathered his baskets and bits then made his way into town. His rounds went quick as he made his way to Fluttershy's house but he didn't find any bits waiting out side. He knocked on the door and it opened slowly. Out peered a very sleepy Fluttershy, bedhead and all.
“sorry for coming bye so early I didn't mean to wake you.” Cobble chuckled as he placed down the basket. She wiped the sleepiness out of her eyes and yawned,
“Rainbow is that you?” she squinted at him. He chuckled again,
“Haha, no My name is Cobble Gen I am the runner for the Patches, your Cabbage Basket is here.” he said as she wiped here eyes again. She 'eeep'ed and bolted inside. He laughed under his breath as there was a ruckus inside. Soon the door opened again and out came a tiny bunny half asleep wearing pajamas and a night cap and holding a handful of bits. Cobble fell over laughing at the little grumbling rabbit. The bunny seemed not have the patience for the stallion and threw the bits at him. Still bursting with laughter Cobble reached out a hove,
“Sorry.” and went back to laughing as he tried to get back on his legs. He picked up the bits and before he walked away he noticed Fluttershy watching through a window.
“That has got to be THE CUTEST thing I have every thing!” he laughed as he made his way back to the farm. He hands the father the bits and after counting today’s take he looks at Cobble. He just sits there eyeing him. Soon he reaches in his pocket and takes out a scrap of paper and hands it to Cobble. Never has cobble been this confused. His mind runs ramped as he he reaches for the paper. Is it a death threat? Is it a pink slip? Do they not need my services any more? He opens it and reads out loud,
“My Blessing.” he stood there puzzled for a few seconds when a hove is placed in front of him. Poor Cobble's face almost explodes in excitement as he finally understands whats going on. With a strong exhale he grabs the Stallion's hove and they shake. The old stallion's face quickly goes red as giggles can be heard from out side.
“Get outa here!” he shouts at the door. Shadows from under the door scurry away along with more giggles. Cobble makes his way out to town. Daydreaming has never been this easy. Night comes quickly as he looks around with excitement, but Cabbage isn't here. Cobble asks the passing Berry Punch if she saw her.
“Yeah, there is some meeting in City hall today. I saw her go in there.” Berry says as she walks off. As cobble makes his way into strangely dark City hall. He closes the door quietly to not disturb anyone. The next sight he sees . . . well lets let him tell it.