Fighter and Black Mage walked over towards the cottage, with Black Mage leading. When they reached the door, BM knocked three times.
About five seconds later, the door opened and a butter yellow pegasus, with a flowing, pink mane, and butterflies for a cutie mark appeared in the doorframe.
After Fluttershy had opened the door, she saw two strange creatures that she had never seen before, and she regarded them strangely. They were two bipedal creatures, one wearing a blue robe and a hat that obscured his face, and the other wore a set of armor.
They also looked kind of fuzzy around the edges, almost like they were badly rendered. She took one step closer and squinted her eyes to try and make them out more clearly. The two of them just stood there while she did that.
After she was done looking at them, she took a step backwards and finally spoke up. “Uhhmm, hello…” She said very quietly.
“BM, look, another pony!” Fighter shouted out, with his arms in the air, cutting her off. He then lowered his arms again. “And this one’s even cuter than the last one,” he added, with a small blush on his face.
Upon hearing this, Fluttershy suddenly snapped out of her shy state, and her cheeks became as red as the Sun as she blushed in embarrassment, and her wings suddenly snapped up at her sides. “Uhhmm… th-thank you,” she stuttered out, before hiding behind her mane.
“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Black Mage said, waving Fighter off, but not looking at him. “Look, I’m just gonna get straight to the point.” BM said to Fluttershy. “We’re lost, in desperate need of finding a way back home, and I’m in a really bad mood. So tell me exactly what I want to hear, and make it quick before you become all too familiar with stabbity death.” He then ended by raising one hand into the air, over his head.
Fluttershy was very confused at this person’s tone and his words. She then peaked out from behind her mane again and stared inquisitively at him. “Uhhmm, excuse me, but… uhhmm, is there a particular reason why you’re waving your empty hand at me?”
After hearing what this pony just said, Black Mage suddenly took a closer look at his hand, and he saw that it was indeed empty. He then turned back around and whispered to himself, “Dammit, I seem to have left my knife back with that pony in the forest.”
“Uhhmm, what was that?” Fluttershy spoke, having heard what he said. “You gave a knife to a pony in the forest?” She asked inquisitively.
Black Mage simply stood there for a moment in silence. He then turned back around to face her. “In the sense that hitting someone with a fireball gives them a spell, then yes, I gave a pony a knife.”
There was another awkward moment of silence before Fluttershy spoke up again. “I… I’m not sure how to respond to that.”
“Good, then let’s move on.”