Singer had blacked out after he made impact with the ground when he crash landed into the tree. Singer's last thoughts were that he was a goner. However, all of that changed when he awoke a few days later. When his eyes opened for the first time, the light of the room hurt his eyes. He had to blink a few times before his eyesight had become one hundred percent. He felt pain all over his body. His head, his back, his legs, his wings all hurt, in addition to the scratches he'd recieved. He'd never been this hurt or in this much pain before, at least not physically.
When he finally came to mental stability he realized that he was in a hospital room, he studied the parts of his body that he could see and that weren't covered by the bed sheet that was on him. He had casts on both of his wings, his left leg was wrapped in gause, he felt his face and cringed when he touched around his right eye. He realized that he had a black eye, which was one of the injuries that he was used to.
He studied the room and saw that it was a smaller hospital. He could tell by the way the rooms were seperated. The curtains indicated there were other patients on the other side of them and the equipment they used were antiques compared to some of the things he'd seen in his few visits to the hospitals in Las Pegasus. Argh! That town! How could he even think of that place? He grew to hate that place with a passion. Too many bad memories. He would never return there if he could help it. But it did raise an interesting question. Where in the wide world of Equestria was he?
His question would be answered as a nurse by the name of Redheart walked in to check on him.
"Ah, you're awake!" she said with a smile as she walked into his room, using her unicorn magic to levitate her clipboard. "We were wondering when you'd come through."
Singer was a bit rattled still, and was a bit spooked at her sudden appearance in the room, but calmed down when he realized he was in a hospital.
"W-Where am I?" he inquired finally. At least he knew his voice worked, thank goodness.
"Oh, you don't know where you are? Apologies, I thought you knew. This is the Ponyville hospital."
"Ponyville?"
"Yes, that's right."
"How long have I been out?"
"About three days, you took quite a hit on the head."
"Oh...boy..."
"I assume you're from out of town, then."
"Um... yeah. Yes I am."
"That explains a few things. Do you realize you were flying about in a terrible storm?"
"I was?!" he asked. "I honestly don't really remember much about what happened before I blacked out. But now that you mention it..." he paused as it came back to him. His upbeat tone had gone back down to droop when he'd remembered why he was on the run. His facial expression changed to a sad one. "I can't believe that I would do something so stupid like that. I... wasn't in my right mind."
"Flying while intoxicated?" she asked.
"No, no ma'am. I don't drink. It was more of an emotional thing, doing something stupid because of it." he quickly stated before he got reported for an unnecessary charge of FUI, he wasn't in the mood to deal with a hefty fine, especially since the hospital bill was going to put a dent in his travel fund.
"Ah, well that's good to know. I mean, I'm sorry for your emotional problem, whatever it may be. But at least it wasn't involving heavy drinks. That'll help your case."
"That's a relief to hear."
"Oh, and I'll notify your friends who brought you in. I'm sure they'll be relieved to know that you're okay."
A puzzled look adorned Singer's face. What was she talking about? He didn't have any friends. His only friend no longer wanted anything to do with him, at least for so he thought, and the mare he thought was his marefriend turned out to be a total jerk. The only pony who would even come close to that would be his boss from Las Pegasus, but there's no way he was the one who brought him into the hospital.
"And who might these friends be?"
The nurse got called into another room and was unable to hear his question. "Hold tight, sir. I'll be back in a moment to see if you need anything else." The nurse quickly trotted out of the room, and now Singer was left alone. Something dawned on his mind, though. Thought about friends led him to think of companions, or pets. He had Louie, his gecko. Did he survive? Singer looked around the room for his bag, and as it turns out it was on the table right by his bed. He grabbed the bag and looked inside to search for his little pal. Only to find his bag void of any living things. All he found was his snacks and Louie's food.
Singer began to worry as he looked around and realized that he'd made that big fall with Louie on board, he gulped as the thought that he'd lost his gecko, who was probably the only thing close to a friend he had, came to mind. However movement up in his mane sparked hope. He'd momentarily forgotten that Louie liked to hide in his mane. He raised his right hoof into his mane and pulled out a fully conscious, fully healthy and alert gecko. He lightly nuzzled the reptile as he lightly celebrated the one good thing that had come from waking up that day. He was so grateful for Louie, although he was just a lizard, Singer found comfort in talking to him because he was a good listener, in his mind. While he was alone, he told Louie about his feelings of waking up in this strange place, and how he wondered what was next in his life. He even briefly mentioned how he had a small bit of hope that he and Violet could be friends again some day, and how he really missed her. He lightly hugged the gecko when tears began to, once again, fall from his eyes. He was still so saddened by the loss of Violet as his friend that just thinking about it brought back bad memories, his only friend in the world had gone and he had no idea how to get to her or if she'd even want to talk to him even if he did find her.
As Singer sat there, wallowing in regret and self pitty, the nurse returned to the room. Singer quickly snapped out of it and hid Louie to lower the risk of the nurse taking him away from him.
"Mr. Case, your friends are here to see you now."
"Friends?" he said in disbelief as he stared at the door, wondering in his head just who would walk in the door. He honestly didn't know who these 'friends' would be.
But the second they entered the room, he could make out their shapes from their sillhouettes that he saw seconds before he blacked out. It immediately came to him. They must be ticked about what he did to their tree, or whoever's tree it was. No way they were here to see if he was okay. He wanted to hide his face in the covers, but odds are they already saw his face when they helped bring him in. The confrontation he was dreading seemed inevitable. He hunkered down and prepared for what he was expecting to come.
However, when he looked up he was met not with scowls of anger, but with warm and friendly smiles. There were three of them. One of them was a unicorn mare, fur lavendar in color with a dark blue-ish purple colored mane with pink and light purple highlights in her mane and tail, the second a smaller than average unicorn stallion dark blue in fur, chestnut brown mane and tail, wearing glasses and a necklace with a piece that looked like a half of a heart, the mare also wore one. Both of their cutie marks were interesting as well. He didn't know what to make of them, but what interested him the most was their companion. A small purple dragon with green scales on the top of his head and small green frills on the side of his head. Singer thought them to be ears.
He was a bit surprised at their facial expressions. Especially since they looked sincerely friendly. He tried his best to return a smile back to them, but for some reason he was still nervous. And this was a big thing for him because nervousness was something that he wasn't accustomed to.
The mare was the first to speak. "Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle, the librarian at the Golden Oaks Library" probably the place he'd plowed into, he thought as she continued. "I don't believe that we have been introduced before."
"Uh... yeah" was all he could get out.
"Oh and this is my coltfriend, Dusk Noir" she said gestering to the stallion, who humbly bowed and tipped his black trilby hat, "and my number one dragon assistant and best friend, Spike" she said gestering to the dragon, who politely waved. "You gave us quite a scare the other night" she continued, showing concern in her expression. "Are you alright?"
"Um... yeah I'm fine." he said. "Just a little... a lot sore."
"That was quite a nasty fall you took." noted Dusk. "You're very fortunate to be alive right now. We're relieved to see that you're alive and well."
Though they seemed friendly, he couldn't help but feel like he knew that they'd begin to get a bit miffed at him for the possible damages to the library he'd caused.
"Well, I'm quite the resilient one, I suppose..." he chuckled lightly before getting down to the point. "I'm just sorry for any trouble I might have caused. I'll pay you for any of the damages that your place recieved because of my stupidity. I'm really sorry..." he said in panicky fashion. It apparenlty showed because the trio appeared to grow more concerned by the expressions on their faces.
"Nonsense!" said Twilight. "The library is fine, it's you who we're concerned about. You really didn't do a whole lot of damage, other than to your own self."
"Wait, you guys are concerned about me?" he asked in disbelief. "You're not even the slightest bit angry about the whole thing?"
"Of course not" said Dusk. "Besides, what are friends for?"
"Friends?" Singer said. "I'm not so sure you want to get involved with me. I'm kind of... bad news."
"What would make you think a thing like that?" asked an apparently surprised Twilight. He could tell that what he said threw her off because of her sudden shift in expressions.
Singer closed his eyes as if in pain, and told them about how he'd messed up in his friendships and they were able to come to the conclusion that this stallion was in serious need of some friends. He'd been mistreated by the ponies he'd been around for the last few years, which to him felt like a life time, that he'd literally forgotten how true friendship felt, and had come to start treating others around him the same way. He mainly gave a vague explanation that sort of summed up his experinece over the duration of the last few years, and didn't give any specific names.
"Is that why you were out in that storm?" asked Spike, finally speaking up. "Because you were running away from all of that?"
A look of pain came upon Singer's face, Twilight scolded Spike for being so forward. But Singer was quick to pardon him.
"It's alright. He's right. I was too busy running away from my past that I lost control of myself and got what I deserved. But it's my problem and I can deal with it on my own. Never needed anypony to help me and I never will."
Singer was an independant stallion. He didn't like to accept help from anypony. Most of that attitude was a result of his experiences in the last few years, the latter year to be more specific. The lifestyle he lived made him not want anypony helping him, he didn't feel he needed it. He'd been a lot more open when he and Violet were always hanging out and were actually able to be friends back in their younger days, but now he'd grown to be hard towards those things because they hadn't been available to him. He certainly didn't want to burden these strangers with his problems. And he wasn't sure he wanted to be their friends, his track record with friends hadn't exactly been that great and he didn't want to wind up making them hate him too. He truly believed that he was put on Equestria to hurt ponies at that point, whether he meant to or not. He thought it best not to get involved.
"I find that hard to believe" retorted Twilight. "Surely you've had somepony to be a friend to you when you needed it."
"Well..." he paused, he didn't want to talk about it. His only friend in the world was gone and he really didn't care to relive that by discussing it. "That was a long time ago, things change."
"But we can help you." said Dusk, starting to reach out with his hoof. "Nopony deserves to feel alone or that he has to go through trials alone. If you truly do have needs right now, let us help you in anyway we can. Believe me, having friends in these types of situations really makes a difference." The way he said that, made it sound as if he was speaking from experience, like he'd been through some sort of turmoil in the past and had friends to pull him through it. He obviously had a nice marefriend and a friend in Spike to get him through whatever it was.
"That's nice of you to say and all, but..."
"Dusk is right!" said Spike. "and from the looks of things, you like you could use some friends, dude."
"And we'd be happy to help you out until you get back on your hooves, and..." began Twilight, before Singer cut her off.
"NO!" he shouted. He turned his head away from the trio. He couldn't see them, but their faces showed shock and a little bit of offence taken at his refusal of their friendship offer. "Look, I appreciate what you've done for me, but I don't think you need to further involve yourselves with me. I'm bad news. You're better off just not getting involved."
"But if we could just..."
"Don't you guys have some trees to save, homeless to feed, or something? Just go away and leave me alone, dadgum it! I don't need your help!" he turned over and pulled his covers over his head.
"Fine..." Twilight gritting her teeth with a hint of anger in her voice, as she, Dusk and Spike turned to leave. "But I do hope you realize that you can't deal with everything on your own. Eventually, you'll need somepony to help you. Even if it's not with us, I hope you find friendship again. Come on Dusk, Spike. Let's go."
The trio sadly left the hospital room, first Twilight stormed out the door, Dusk turned his head away a little hurt himself, he didn't bother saying anything, he just looked back once and walked out, and Spike had already followed Twilight out of the room. He had come back out from under the covers as they left.
Singer couldn't believe himself. After watching them leave, he began to realize what he'd done. He'd hurt their feelings, doing just what he'd been trying not to do, and they were only trying to help. What a fine first impression, he told himself sarcastically. Regardless of whether or not he was used to screwing up like that, the way he acted was inexcusable. What if they were right? What if the problem wasn't what he thought? What if it wasn't him? What if the things about himself he thought was pushing everypony away was just in his head?
Whatever the case, he'd been really rude to them. He didn't even give them his name after they'd so politely introduced themselves. Singer looked into a small mirror that sad beside his bed. No purple version of himself this time was in his reflection, but he sure felt like it was there. Maybe the bullies from his school days were right. Maybe he really was a loser. All he had been able to accomplish was push everypony away because of his pride. He'd began to question a few things, like whether or not the whole thing with Serenity was all of her fault, if he too was to blame in that. His next thoughts moved to Violet, was there more he could have done there to keep her from running away from him? His father and brother... where it all began. Had the fear of being rejected by them brought out a vulnerable side to him that he didn't know existed until now?
Once again, he found himself in tears again, this time he sobbed a bit, not noticing when the nurses came in. When they did, the thought it best to leave him alone. After a couple hours of doing so, he lie in his bed thinking about his choices and where it led him. He'd been too busy blaming everypony else, that he didn't look at the key contributer to his problems. Himself. He'd let this happen to himself. He sat there, regretting some of the choices he made, and some of the things he allowed others around him to do. Realization dawned upon him that he wasn't a bad pony at all. He just wasn't making good choices, and chosing to ignore that and to shut anypony out who'd been willing to help him wasn't doing any favors. He knew that it was time for a change.
His thoughts were stopped by the sound of noise makers coming from the hall. He quizzically stared at the shadow of a pony coming down the hall. The shadow was bouncy, chock full of energy, similar to that of which he had in his youth, that of which could still be inside of him. He stared at the wall until the shadow grew as the pony got closer to the room. Once she did, Singer couldn't believe it. The pony stopped at his room and beamed big at the sight of him. This pink earth pony mare with a main and tail that to him, resembled cotton candy.
"There he is!" she shouted as she rushed over to the side of his hospital bed. "Welcome to Ponyville, my name's Pinkie Pie! It's so great to have you here!"
"You're quite the optimistic one, aren't ya?" he said with a small chuckle. "Thanks for the welcome."
"Yes indeedie! I love making everypony feel welcome!" she exclaimed. "It's kind of my self appointed duty! I live to make ponies smile! So come on, dude! Smile, smile, smile!"
Singer couldn't fight it even if he wanted to. He smiled warmly at the mare. He wished that he could've responded to Dusk, Twilight and Spike's offer to be friends like she acted towards everypony. The once very optimistic stallion was suddenly feeling that way again. Something about this mare was beginning to bring that out in him.
"YAY! As soon as you're all better, I'm going to throw you a big welcome to Ponyville party!"
"Whoa! Are you sure about that?"
"Of course I'm sure! I'm more surier than sure! I'm super sure! Nopony who's ever lived here has never been thrown one of my parties! You've gotta experience it! Parties thrown by mua, are the bestest paries ever!" she said before clearing her throat, after catching glares from nurses and doctors for being so loud. "So I've been told..." She followed that up with another beaming smile.
Singer sat back in his bed and sighed.
"What's wrong?" she asked. "Aren't you excited?"
"Of course I am, but... so far, I've really stunk things up in this town. Not sure if I deserve a party..."
"I'm sure worse has been done. Whatever you've done that you think is so horrible, which I bet it isn't, I'm sure whoever it was you did it to will forgive you. Lot's of forgiving ponies in this town!" she gave a reassuring smile.
"I sure hope so." he said, getting a little bit of hope back. "Thank you Pinkie Pie."
"You're welcome... uh... what's your name?"
"My name is Singer Case." Singer replied.
"Nice to meet ya, Singy!" she smiled. "I'd love to stay and chat some more, but duty calls!"
"More cheer to spread?"
"Ha! I wish! I've gotta get back to baking sweets at Sugar Cube Corner, where I work! You should come by some time, it's really great there! Lot's of sweets and treats!"
"Hmmm, my kinda thing. Maybe I will." smiled Singer.
"Gotta blast! See ya later!" she said speeding out of the room.
"Bye" Singer said quietly as he pulled his covers back over him.
Seeing the upbeat personailty of Pinkie Pie, really made Singer feel better. But he still felt pretty bad about how he treated the trio of friends how came to help him earlier. He couldn't wait to get out of the hospital. He wanted to at least attempt to set things right.
...
A couple of days went by and Singer's condition was improving. It improved so well that they were able to realease him a few days earlier than they first anticipated, to Singer's joy. So on the day he was released, all the bandages he had to have were the casts on his wings and what bandages he needed to cover the cuts on his left leg. He'd be grounded for a while, so he couldn't just up and take off and leave even if he wanted to. Besides, after what he did the other day, he knew what he had to do.
He'd gotten directions to the library once he'd checked out of the hospital, and he followed the directions all the way to the place. They didn't lie, the place didn't look near as bad as he did while he was in the hospital. He'd gotten the worst of it. So that made him feel a little bit better about the whole crashing into the place part. Only a limb seemed to be damaged, but with proper care, it would be repared in no time. He couldn't believe that after the hard impact he'd made with it, that it was all that he'd done to the place, or that he even lived after it. Perhaps life was giving him a new chance to turn things around for himself. If so, then this was a key moment.
He felt nervous. Something, again, that was unusual for him. He'd usually been so sure of himself. This told him that he really cared about whether or not they forgave him, truly a step in the right direction.
He knocked a few times on the door, and heard a call from the inside. "It's a public library, we're open!" sounded like it came from the dragon, Spike... if he was going to do this he needed to remember their names. As he opened the door, he was greeted by Dusk and Spike, who had been cleaning on the library, and sorting books back onto the shelves they belonged to. The latter looked up and saw Singer standing there, and his eyes grew wide. He walked over to Dusk and elbowed him, gestering to Singer's direction. Dusk didn't look as surprised to see him there. In fact with him, it was almost as if what happened the other day never happened at all.
"Oh hello" said Dusk.
"Uh, hey..." said Singer with an apologetic facial expression. "Um... I just wanted to apologize for what I said to you guys the other day. You were trying to help and... yeah. Darn it! I'm usually better at this."
"Water under the bridge" Dusk replied. "Besides, you had just gone through a pretty traumatic endevour, we understood why you were a bit apprehensive. But I assume that you've had time to reflect upon what happened?"
"Yeah, I have. And it doesn't really matter. It was no excuse for the way I treated you guys back there.
"I actually thought the tree thing was kind of funny. I had to run behind Twilight to cover my face so none of you would see me laughing." said Spike.
"Really?!" said Singer.
"No, but it was still kinda funny."
"I have to agree, I've been said worse things to." said Dusk "Don't worry about it... Forgive me but I don't believe we ever got your name."
"My name is Singer. Apologies. I guess I was so caught up being rude that I forgot to give my name."
"Indeed" came a voice from the top of the stairs. Twilight had been standing there listening to the whole exchange.
"I guess my apology is for you most of all, Miss Twilight. You were the one doing most of the talking back there. And I shouldn't have snapped at you guys the way I did."
"It's okay Singer, we got over it. And I knew you didn't really mean it. I can tell a fake tough guy act when I see one."
"As can I." said Dusk, chuckling a bit. "I should know, I've tried it quite a few times, myself."
"Well, I guess this puts more truth to my saying about all Stallions being idiots." said Twilight with a smug smile.
"I suppose I deserve that." Singer with a light chuckle, than began rubbing his hurt front leg with his good one. "Just one question. Is it too late to become friends? I mean..."
"You don't even have to ask, dude!" said Spike. "Of course it's not!"
"It's never too late." said Dusk, smiling. "Forgiveness is a big part of friendship. We all make mistakes, but in the end we remember that we all make them and having friends to help support you is key to staying true to yourself."
Twilight smiled proudly at Dusk, after going through an endeavour of their own, it brought her joy to hear him say such things, especially given how down he'd been on himself in the past. She walked over to Dusk and nuzzled him.
Singer saw the two nuzzling and guessed what came next. "Aaaw you're not gonna kiss are you?"
"Maybe..." said Twilight with a light blush, Dusk blushed a little bit as well.
"Well then, do it already! I don't judge!" said Singer beaming goofily. The couple just rolled their eyes and shared a breif kiss.
"Well, look who finally developed a personality." said Spike, who was making a gagging motion with his claw into his mouth at Dusk and Twi's intiment moment.
"What?" inquired Singer, before it dawned on him. "Oh... yeah. I'm not always such a downer, ya know. I'm usually way more upbeat and tend to get a little crazy at times. I blame my addiction to sugared sweets and junk food."
"You're in good company then." noted Dusk. "We have a friend, who we think you'll get along with. You may have already met her."
"Wouldn't happen to be Pinkie Pie would it?" said Singer.
"Ah, I see you have met her then."
"Yep! And I gotta say, she really knows how to lift one's spirits! It wasn't maybe a couple of hours after you guys left my hospital room, that she came to visit me. But how did she know I was here, or even know about me at all?"
"That's just Pinkie Pie" said Twilight with a giggle. "Not a lot goes on in this town that she doesn't know about."
Spike looked at the time and nudged Twilight. "Hey! Speaking of which, we have to meet her at Sugar Cube Corner in five minutes!"
"Oh, that's right we do!" said Twilight. "I almost forgot, she wanted us to come see her."
"Singer, you're more than welcome to come along if you'd like." invited Dusk.
"Uh, sure! Yeah if you guys don't mind." he smiled.
"Not at all." replied Dusk. "We'd best be off, then so we aren't late."
With that, they all exited the the library and went on to Sugar Cube Corner. For what? Singer wasn't sure, but he had friends again. He didn't care where they went, he was just glad that he wasn't alone anymore.
Upon arrival to Sugar Cube Corner, Singer couldn't help but wonder what lie inside. He knew that it was a bakery from what it had been described to him, but he pondered what it'd be like inside before he entered. And for the most part, he was right. It was a brightly colored interior design with cupcakes and other goodies designed on the walls. Booths and tables for the customers to enjoy certain orders that they made. It was heaven to Singer, he was so busy admiring that, that he was completely caught off guard when he heard multiple voices yell "SURPRISE!".
A couple of party cannons went off, shooting confetti into the air. "Welcome to Ponyville, Singer!" said Pinkie Pie before gripping him in a big bear hug. While a few other ponies surrounded them. He was surprised, for sure. Pinkie had told him about a party before, but he was still caught off guard and it showed in his facial expression with his bottom jaw hanging from his mouth, eyes widened. He wasn't expecting this at all. After he gathered himself his glance turned towards Dusk, Twilight and Spike.
"Did you guys know about this?" he asked.
"We might have caught wind of it, yes." said Dusk with a wink, the other two hardly able to contain their laughter.
This made Singer feel really warm inside. Happy tears streaming down his face. "This is all for me?" he said.
"Yep! When I hear you were having a rough time, I knew that this party needed to be extra special!" explained Pinkie. "I invited all of my friends to make you feel welcome in our town! And I sure hope I delivered!"
"I'll say that you did." said Singer. "Thank you Pinkie Pie." He hugged her back.
"Well, well, well..." he heard a voice from behind, a familiar voice. "What a small world. I knew I recognized you. It's been a while, Singer." said a cyan colored pegasus mare with a rainbow colored mane, whom he'd went to school with.
"Rainbow Dash?" said Singer. "Woe, it has been! How are you?"
"I'm good. Though, you don't look quite so good."
"Yeah, I'm going to be grounded for a little bit." he said looking back at his bandaged up wings. "But it's alright. I'm just happy to be alive right now. Those friends of yours..." he motioned to Dusk, Twilight, Spike and Pinkie Pie. "...are really something. You're one lucky pony."
"Yeah, they're pretty cool." she said. "I don't know where I'd be without any of my friends, oh and there are a few other ponies you should probably meet too."
"There are more of you?" he said excitedly.
"Yep! There's Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack and Ray!" she said motioning to a yellow pegasus mare with a long pink mane and tail, a white unicorn mare with a fancy purple stylized mane and tale, an orange earth pony with a long yellow mane and tail, each having rubber bands on the end of them, and lastly a taller jalepeno green colored unicorn stallion with a messy, spikey, medium lengthed light silver mane and tail.
"Hey guys!" said Singer. "My name is Singer, nice to meet you."
"Oh, uh... hi there." said the timid Fluttershy.
"Salutations" said Rarity, Spike then ran toward her and hugged her.
"Howdy there, Singer!" said Applejack, shaking his hoof rapidly, and his hoof was still shaking when she'd let go. "Welcome to Ponyville!"
"Sup!" said Ray.
"You guys are awesome!" said Singer.
"So, how long are you staying?" asked Dash.
Singer hadn't really thought about it that much. He would be staying in a motel for a while until he got better, that's for sure. But he hadn't really thought that far ahead. But being that he'd been so well recieved and that being around these ponies made him feel better, he wasn't sure if leaving was really much of an option now. Maybe, just maybe, he'd landed in Ponyville for a reason. Maybe this was where he'd find his new start in life.
"I think I want to live here, actually." Singer said, smiling as he looked around. Looking at all of the ponies who had shown up. He saw several ponies there conversing, cutting up and having a good time. This wasn't an environment that Singer was used to, but perhaps that was a good thing. He'd been used to being put down and having life just hit him in the face, but here... it was different. He had made new friends, more friends than he'd ever had at one time, and even reunited with a former acquaintance and becoming friends with her, there was no doubt in his mind that this was where he needed to be, where he wanted to be.
"Awesome!" said Rainbow Dash.
"For reals?" said Pinkie Pie, listening into their conversation, and sheepishly smiling when they glanced her way.
"Yeah..." he said. "I think this is where I want my new home to be. I've never felt more at home, than I do now."
While it was all great, meeting new friends, and even finding a new place to call his home, Singer knew that he'd eventually have to face a few things, still. Even with all of this positive reinforcement, he still missed his best friend, and he knew that the time would come when he'd have to go see her, and not just her, he'd need to make things right with his family as well. But for now, he was content to stay in Ponyville. He wasn't sure what life had in store for him, but he didn't care. He'd take it one day at a time and try to enjoy life again.