I once again woke up to the sound of Fluttershy singing and tendin' to her animals. Holy Celestia, that voice, I thought, smiling. So, I got outta bed and did the normal morning routine. I showered, combed my mane and tail, had breakfast and brushed my teeth. Since I got done around 10:30 or so, I decided to work on a special drawing.
When noon finally came around, I walked over to Fluttershy's and knocked on the door. When Fluttershy opened it, she smiled and said, "Oh, hello Artie. So, what would like to help with?" "Guess I hadn't thought o' that." I said, scratchin' the back o' my head. "Hmm," said Fluttershy as she put a forehoof on her chin, deep in thought. "What is it?" I asked. "You can help Angel with his lunch." she finally said. "He's picky sometimes." "Sure thing! I love helpin' animals." I said, smiling. I walked in Fluttershy's cottage seein' a white bunny who I assumed would be Angel sittin' in front of a dish piled high with fruits and vegetables. "He's mad because I forgot the cherry." the yellow mare explained. "Again." she added. "Hmm..." I said, looking at Angel. When I got my chance, I crouched low to the ground and started actin' like a bunny. I squeaked and chittered. I hopped around and sniffed his food.
For some odd reason, Angel could understand me. Fluttershy giggled at my antics. She was then surprised when Angel started eating his food. "How did...?" Fluttershy asked, stunned. "No idea." I chuckled. "All I know is, it works." "You're amazing." she said, givin' me a hug. I was kinda surprised at her gesture. "Umm..." I said, after about a minute or so. "Oh! Sorry." said Fluttershy as she backed away. "No, you don't have to apologize. I'm glad to help out." I told her. "So, um.... y-you didn't mind that?" the yellow mare asked. "Of course not." I said. "No harm done." "Ok." said Fluttershy.
Then, somepony knocked on the door. "Oh! Why don't you wait here, ok?" Fluttershy told me as she walked to the door, slightly blushing. When she answered the door, it was none other than that pink pony that annoyed me so much. "Fluttershy!! Fluttershy!! There's a new stallion in town!" she beamed as she bounced up and down. "Umm... don't we know him already?" Fluttershy asked as she turned her head towards me. "No, not him! I mean the one that just moved in this morning!" Pinkie said with a LOT of enthusiasm. Pinkie continued saying, "He has a red mane and tail, an orange coat, glasses and his cutie mark looks like a tiny pot with a GIANT feather in it! I think he's an earth pony. I saw him walk by Sugarcube Corner!" Pinkie Pie said, finally finishing. "Wait a minute." I said, walking towards the door. "He sounds familiar." "Oh, hi Artie!" said Pinkie. "Yeah, I think he moved close to the library." "Hey, Fluttershy?" I asked, turnin' towards the pink-haired pegasus. "Yes?" she asked. "Can I meet up with you later? I need to find somethin' out." I said.
"Oh, um... ok." said Fluttershy. "K, see ya later." I said. "Bye." she said as I took off to the sky. When I got by the library, I looked around for a house this stallion might be stayin' in, since I might know who he is. I then saw the mailbox with the name I was lookin' for. I landed in front of the door and knocked. The door immediately opened and somepony hit me in the head with a frying pan! "Ow!" I screamed on contact, my glasses a little askew on my muzzle. "Artie??" said the stallion as he opened the door. "Dude! Inkwell! I thought that was you!" "Gee, sorry about that. I've been kinda edgy." said Inkwell. "About what??" I questioned, rubbing my face where the pan hit. "I've seen this crazy pink mare bouncing around, following me everywhere and saying something about parties." he said. "Oh, that must've been Pinkie." I said. "Crap. You know her? I'm screwed." Inkwell said worriedly.
"Chill out, bud. I don't think she's too bad." I said. "Yeah, neither's rabies." said Inkwell sarcastically. I looked at him and thought for a little bit. "Hey, I got an idea." I said. "Uh-oh." he said. "You know, I made some new friends here." I said. "You're not trying to set me up with anypony, are you?" Inkwell asked. "No," I lied. "I just want you to meet somepony." "Ok, fine. I'm coming." groaned Inkwell as he came outside and locked the door. "She's at the library." I said as we started walkin'. "Yup. I knew it." Inkwell said as he stopped in his tracks. "Come on, Inks. It seems you two have a lot in common." I said. "How so?" asked Inkwell. "Well, you like to write and she owns a library." I told him.
"Oh, alright." groaned Inkwell. "This better be good." As we got to the library, I opened the door slightly. "Twilight?" I called. "Ya here?" "Come in!" she called from upstairs. I walked in as Inkwell followed slowly, inch by inch. As he closed the door behind him, Twilight Sparkle came downstairs. She gasped as Inkwell turned around. "What?" Inkwell asked as he looked into Twilight's lavender eyes as she looked into his golden ones. "Y-you're Inkwell." Twilight stuttered. "Uhh... How did you know that?" asked Inkwell, confused. "Well, I happen to be your biggest fan." Twilight said, walkin' over to him. "Huh?" an uncomfortable, yet confused Inkwell asked. Then, I interrupted. "Uh, Inkwell, what's she talkin' about?" "You write such amazing stories." Twilight told Inkwell as she inched dangerously closer. You know, I knew Inkwell was a good writer and all. But, I didn't know he was popular enough to have a fanmare.
I decided to interrupt again. "Hey, Twilight, can I talk to Inkwell for a minute?" I asked. "Sure." she said as she still stared dreamily at my best friend. Inkwell and I walked into another room. "Ok, what was that about?" I asked him. "Well, when I left Idahoof, I moved around a few times." he said. "Go on." I said. "One time, Ioved to Canterlot to make a decent living. I decided to publish my many stories to the public." he continued. "Hey, congrats, Inks." I said. "Thanks. Anyway, I didn't want to get too much attention. So, I told my editor and printer ponies to make at least 10,000 copies. Bad news is, they misread my hoofwriting." "What else is new?" I joked. "Har har." groaned Inkwell sarcastically. Anyways, the bad news is, they printed ten MILLION instead of ten thousand. But, luckily or unluckily, I managed to sell every single one of them."
"What's wrong with that? Doesn't that pretty much make you a celebrity?" I asked. "Well, yeah, said Inkwell, "But, I wanted to keep somewhat of a low profile. You know me, Artie. I wouldn't want countless fanmares chasing after me and not to mention marriage proposals." he said with a shudder. "Yeah, I know." I said. "And I remember when you told me you wouldn't be lookin' for a special somepony anytime soon. That was a few years ago. This is now, bud. I mean, look at her." I said as we looked around the corner to see Twilight doin' back hoof-springs and somersaults squealin' with happiness. Spike was standing there, scratching his head in confusion. "Hm. Impressive." said Inkwell. "Wait, is that a baby dragon?" he asked. "Oh, yeah. That's Spike." I told him. "Interesting." he said. Then I almost forgot about Fluttershy! "Crap!" I said. "What now?" Inkwell asked, somewhat annoyed. "I need to back and talk to a friend at her place real quick. I won't be long." "I hope you won't be. I don't want her to give me a love potion or something. I'll be doomed." said Inkwell in a worried tone. "Don't worry, Inks. Try to get the dragon to notice ya. He might be able to think up somethin'." I said. "I hope so." said Inkwell, as he sat down on his haunches. "Good luck." I told him as I flew out an open window. "You don't know how much I'll need it." I heard him say.