“Okay, look,” Black Mage started. “Long story short, my partner here is an idiot…”
“Yo.” Fighter chimed in.
“And because of his stupidity,” Black Mage continued on. “We’re now stranded in an alien world, with no way of getting back to our own dimension. Now, this goes against everything that I stand for, and the tragic loss of my stabbing knife makes this even worse, but… will you help us?”
“I see.” Fluttershy said, taking in everything that they had just said, with the same expression on her face that she gave Rarity when she needed her help ‘borrowing’ several tapestries from the Princesses old castle. She then raised her hoof to her mouth in thought. “Well, a friend of mine knows a lot about all sorts of different magic. Maybe she can help you find your way back home.” She said, lowering her hoof again.
“Well, at this point I’ll try anything,” Black Mage deadpanned. “Lead the way, butterfly butt.”
Fluttershy again blushed in embarrassment. “Uhhmm, it’s Fluttershy,” she said in an almost annoyed tone. Even she was having a hard time tolerating these two; or at least the one in the hat.
“Yeah, and once again, I don’t care!” Black Mage yelled, with his arms in the air. “Now start walking, sweet cheeks.” He ushered her out, his arms now back at his sides.
After rolling her eyes in a contemptuous manner, and sighing deeply, Fluttershy then stepped out of her cottage, closed the door behind her, walked past the two of them and started walking off towards Ponyville. Fighter and Black Mage then followed after her.
“Well… that seemed to go… surprisingly smoothly.” Fighter said while they were walking along.
“Yes. Yes it did.” Black Mage commented.
“I’m scared.” Fighter uttered.
“You should be, Fighter. You should be.”