//------------------------------// // Diary Entry Four - Alternate Currency // Story: The Diary of Matt // by Ribe_FireRain //------------------------------// Alright, alright, when things couldn't get that much weirder for me, get this - I went with Applejack to Ponyville to buy some supplies to rebuild the barn and when she went into the wood shop, I found a small stand outside of the flower shop ran by a cute mare named Roseluck where I bought some flowers for Apple Bloom (red roses, to be precise) and when I opened my wallet, finding it to be heavier than it normally would be, I opened it and guess what came out. Golden coins! Like gold-gold! Actual gold! I don't even have the slightest clue on how that many managed to fit into my small, leather wallet and it was like something that you'd see in some kind of Looney Tunes cartoon or something! According to Applejack, their currency in Equestria is referred to as 'bits'. Oh, and you should have seen the look on Applejack's face! Absolutely priceless! I seriously wish I had a camera to keep that moment for good! Anyway, our trip to Ponyville was short lived when we got what we needed and whilst the laughs were good, I also met a pony named Pinkie Pie who knows pretty much everyone-er, pony, around here and I wasn't sure whether to find that creepy or simply normal considering how much of an open character she is. Alongside Pinkie, I also met some pony that AJ tells me is called Rainbow Dash, basically a more tomboyish but less girly version of Applejack herself and just as competitive. Did I mention that when we met she literally crashed into me? As in crash-crash? She didn't really apologize as sincerely as she could have afterwards but I guess I could let it slide...this time. You know what else was odd? The fact that even I am the only human here that is seen as another 'creature', the townsponies actually don't mind seeing me around, much to my surprise. You'd think that they would flee at the sight of a foreign creature such as myself. Well, they don't. I decided to pay no mind to it and went along my own way. Not much else really happened that day, either. Well, apart from when Granny allowed me to help her in the kitchen and she seemed to be impressed by my baking skills. She wasn't that bad of a baker herself. And the taste of her apple pies...oh! It was like heaven in a crusty sandwich with a twist of sugar! Since then, she has offered to let me bake in the kitchen when I fancied it, including the use of her own personal tools that I was very grateful for. I was even more excited by having the opportunity to expand my knowledge and gain experience from what I learned from my own grandmother. Upon nightfall, I again was stationed back in Apple Bloom's room, sat by her side like I usually would be. Her breathing has improved and her colour has returned back to its normal shade of cream. I even took the time to keep her mane smooth and tidy by using her mane comb that was placed on her dresser at the other end of the room. Her cuts and scrapes appeared to be healing pretty nicely, too. The same goes for her broken bones. What used to be swollen had reduced in redness and returned back to the point where it was almost completely normal. Y'know, it's strange - I want to be here for her for as long as I can to ensure that she'll be alright and safe and happy but at the same time, I keep thinking about going back home with my family. If that was possible, that is. Which it isn't. In many ways, it made me feel sad and homesick but in my heart I still felt happy. However, it didn't stop me from feeling disturbed at the thought of me possibly being dead from that crash and I still couldn't exactly wrap my mind around a reasonable and logical explanation for how I may be dead yet I'm still alive. Perhaps my answers will be answered in the future. For now, all I could do was ponder on them whilst I look after my friend and her family. These next few days were going to be rough.