Connor, seeing a raging pink pony coming towards him, prepared himself for a Pinkie hairdryer.
"Pinkie I can explain," said Connor in a slightly raised voice.
Pinkie stopped a few feet short of Connor, followed by several dozen ponies including the rest if the Mane 6.
"You better Mister," said and irritated Pinkie, "I put that party on for you to meet everypony."
"Ah agree with Pinkie," said Applejack, "You ran away without talking to anypony, that's just bad mannered."
"I know it was but I don't like parties."
Pinkie still looking irritated asked, "Why don't you like parties, and don't give the same answer as before."
Connor sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, "Whenever I had 'parties' in the past, the only people who would come would be family and friends of my parents. The parties almost always ended up with arguments about trivial matters. The same things said by the same people. It wasn't just me that got this, my sisters got it also," Connor let out a chuckle, "Parties were the only time that me and my sisters were on the same side. Parties that I've been to in the past have never been fun, only glorified shouting contests."
Pinkie's mane flattened at hearing this. To her parties where an occasion to have fun and enjoy yourself, not feel sad or angry. She slowly walked up to Connor, "I'm sorry you have bad experience with parties and I'm sorry I overreacted before and now. You don't have to go back to the party if you don't want to."
Connor knelt down and placed his hand on Pinkie's chin, slowly lifting her head to look at him, "Pinkie, you don't have to apologise. I'll go back to the party. I just needed to get some air. Plus, I couldn't resist stargazing on such a clear night."
Pinkie's mane puffed up again and she had a look of joy on her face, "You like astronomy?"
Pinkie bolted away at light speed.
"Let me guess," said Connor, "Pinkie is being Pinkie."
The gathered ponies murmured in agreement.
Applejack walked towards Connor, wanting to ask him a question that had been bugging her since she spoke to Connor.
"Connor," she asked, "Why don't you like apples?"
All the gathered ponies looked towards Connor.
"The last time I ate an apple I had a severe allergic reaction that nearly killed me," he said flatly.
All the ponies gasped in shock.
"Ok," said Applejack, "Ah can see why you don't like them."
"Yeah it's a good and legitimate reason. Come, let's get back to the party."
Twilight spoke up, "You're going back?"
"It's the polite thing to do," said Connor.
Connor and the ponies walked back to Sugarcube Corner. The lights were out but the group approached anyway.
"Pinkie," said Connor as he walked into the store.
Pinkie seemed to bounce out of thin air. Connor stumbled back startled and looked around the room. It was redecorated with an astronomy theme. There was even astronomy themed cakes and pastries.
"How did you do this in just ten minutes?" asked Connor bewildered.
"Because I'm Pinkie Pie."
"That doesn't really answer the question."
"Yes it does silly."
The rest of the group all walked in, mouths open in astonishment. They knew Pinkie worked fast but this took the biscuit.
They decided to just enjoy the party rather than give themselves a headache trying to workout Pinkie.
This party went much smoother than before, Connor spoke to many ponies who seemed to like him. A mint green unicorn in particular took a keen interest in him.
Another couple of hours went by before the party ended. Everypony made their way home. Connor went back to the treehouse with Spike and Twilight. As they approached they noticed two of Luna's night guard, with a package of some sort.
"Evening sirs," said Twilight, "Can we help you?"
"No ma'am," replied one of the guards, "We were sent here by Princess Luna to deliver this package."
Twilight and Connor (Spike had fallen asleep) looked to the package, it was quite big.
"What is it?" asked Connor.
"We don't know sir, we were just told to deliver it to you."
"Yes sir. Is there anything else we can do for you?"
Connor thought for a moment, "Yes, would one of you deliver this letter to Group Captain Spitfire?"
"Of course sir," the guard took the scroll and the two night guards took off for Canterlot.
Twilight took the box in her telekinetic hold, "Let's get this inside and see what it is."
Luna was sat in the throne room as night court had begun. She hoped that her new friend liked the gift she sent him. She sympathised with him, being in a world both alien and familiar at the same time. All she could do was be a good friend and be there for him if he needs her. She smiled to herself, she knew he would like the gift. Her smile ended however when a certain petitioner entered the throne room.
"Aunty Luna I demand that foul ape be locked up. It is a dangerous, filthy creature that should be left to rot in the dungeons."
Luna's eyebrows moved down into a frown.
What was heard next could be registered on the Richter Scale.
Connor and Twilight just stood there mouths open. What was in the box was, according to Twilight, the best telescope ever made. It was a newly released telescope with crystal blue casing and silver frame and screws. According to Twilight it was the highest quality telescope on the market with the most powerful lens. Only 1000 were made (by hoof), one each for every year of Luna's banishment. Luna designed it herself and each telescope came with a numbered certificate signed by Luna herself. They were also quite expensive. 20,000 bits (10 bits = £1). Connor got telescope number 0001.
Included with the telescope was a scroll.
We thank thee truly for thous kind words and for not disturbing our slumber. Thou does not need to thank thee for the hospitality given to thou, we only acted as we should. Thou does not need to fear Prince Blueblood (We like your name for him though), he will not harm thou again unless he wishes to incur the wrath of our sister.
We hope thou is settling into Ponyville well and making new friends. We look forward to seeing thou again.
We bid thee well Connor
Your friend Luna
PS: We hope thou enjoys the gift we have sent to thee.
"Well fuck me," said Connor, "That is one hell of gift."
The following morning.
Entering her office on Canterlot Castle, Spitfire noticed a rolled up scroll on her desk. Unfurling it she began to read.
First I just want to apologize for not saying goodbye when I left Canterlot, we left in a quite a hurry and I didn't want to disturb you while you were on duty. I'd like to meet you again sometime though, I enjoyed hanging out with you at the castle. Also, a Pegasus named Rainbow Dash seemed particularly enthusiastic when I mentioned I met you. Apparently she's a fan of yours. I'll have to watch you at one of your shows sometime as well. Maybe I can meet the other Wonderbolts if that's OK? I don't know how long I'll be here for so I want to enjoy myself while I can.
I look forward to seeing you again.
Oh and thanks for standing up for me when Blueblood showed up. I won't forget it.
Spitfire put the scroll in her private drawer and got out some paper and started writing.
Thanks for writing to me. Don't worry about not saying goodbye I understand. Yeah I've heard about Rainbow Dash but I've never met her, she sounds like a cool mare, from what I've heard she would make a fine Wonderbolt. You are more than welcome to meet the rest if the team. In fact, I'd like you to come to the upcoming Young Fliers Competition in Cloudsdale. I'll send you a VIP Access All Areas Pass.
I look forward to meeting you again. I'd like to get to know you better.
Spitfire made her way to Celestia's throne room. On the way she thought about her short time with Connor. Thinking back she remembers being rather affectionate towards him, in particular nuzzling him and hugging him. Not to mention taking his hand and having him sit next to her in the Dining Room. She may be in heat but she knows she should have controlled herself better. Thankfully though, Connor didn't seem offended. When she looks back, she gets the feeling he enjoyed it. But that could be the heat talking.
Entering the throne room she approached Celestia and bowed.
"Raise my little pony. What can I do for you?" asked Celestia in her warm and welcoming voice.
"I was wondering if you could send this to Connor," Spitfire showed Celestia the scroll.
"Certainly," Celestia took the scroll in her magic, "I will send it immediately."
Spitfire watched as the scroll ignited and disappeared.
Celestia looked back to Spitfire, "You like him don't you?"
Spitfire's eyes widened. She was sure it was just a heat thing, but Celestia wasn't stupid.
"I don't know. I'm in heat right now so I don't know if it's me that likes him or the heat."
Celestia got down off her throne and put a reassuring hoof on Spitfire, "You know interspecies relationships are legal. I noticed how you acted around each other. You like him because you like him, not because you are in heat, I know I have been in heat.........many times. He likes you as well, I know it."
"But I'm not human and neither is he a pony, how could a relationship work when we're not the same species?"
"It can work. You both don't need to be humans or ponies to have a relationship."
"I don't want to hurt him," Spitfire said with a slight look of sadness.
"You won't. As I said, I've seen the two of you interact. I know the two of you will be suited for each other."
Spitfire looked up to Celestia and gave a small smile, "Thank you Princess. I'll consider what you said, but I'm not rushing into anything. I've invited him to the upcoming Young Fliers Competition with a VIP Access All Areas Pass, so I'll have a chance to see him again. And he'll be able to see me in my.........." Spitfire trailed off slightly blushing, Celestia giggled at this. Celestia knew what she was referring to.
"I'm sure he'd like to see you in your Wonderbolts outfit."
"I didn't mean that," Spitfire said trying to look innocent.
"Of course you didn't my little pony," Celestia said with a mischievous smirk.
Spitfire scowled at Celestia. She giggled in response.