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Chapter 1

I slowly walked down the road to Ponyville from my house. Here I was, Crusher Twindler, finally about to move into my new home. I may have been born in Manehatten, but I was not into sports, or TV, or even movies as a kid. Despite my rather awkward name, my passion was writing. I enjoyed writing about almost anything. As soon as I learned to write, I would come home after school, grab a pen and a piece of paper, and immediately get to work on some sort of plot idea I had in my head somewhere. Seeing my passion for writing, my dad and mom sent me to a young writer's school in Canterlot. There, I picked up a lot of knowledge about writing, enough to get me enthusiastic about getting a job. While I had already been told not to move to Canterlot or Fillydalphia, I was somewhat interested in moving to Ponyville. The town was quaint, and I heard that most of the ponies who lived there were nice enough people. I consulted the matter with both of my parents, and they seemed to be relieved I didn't want to move to some high profile city like Canterlot. They gave me my condolences, and I packed up my things to move into my home in Ponyville. It was a rather small, and shabby looking old thing, but I was just excited to be living on my own all of a sudden. Either way, the Mayor had told me last night I would be able to buy supplies like ink and paper from Twilight Sparkle, who was apparently the town librarian. Although I was somewhat concerned at having to talk to her as I had never been a very social colt, I was, at the same time, hoping it would be a learning experience for me, moving into such a social town.

And at that moment, I was walking down the street to my new house. However, the way I cautiously lurked about was as if I was a secret agent. This wasn't because I was THAT paranoid about contact with other ponies, it was more because of these words the mayor of Ponyville said to me.

"Well, that's all you need to know."

"Okay then, I'll be seeing…."

"Wait! There's one more thing."

"Hm,"

"To let you know before hand, a pink pony with a frilly mane named Pinkie Pie lives there. She is a very nice young mare, but she will bombard you with welcoming if she sees you. I'd just be wary if you're not into that sort of thing."

If anything about moving into a new town scared me, it would definitely be that.

After a few minutes, I saw my house in view. I pumped my hoof in victory, and dashed for it. Then, I heard a voice, "Hey, what are you doing?" I shouted as loud as I could, but I continued to run. This caused me to bump into my front door, and fall on the ground. I looked back, and saw the pony was not the pink crazy one, but a blue mare with a rainbow colored mane.

"Oh, sorry 'bout that, just, ya know, thought you were somepony else."

"Okay…." I heard her saw oddly. "Nice to meet ya, the name's Rainbow Dash."

"Crasher Twindler,"

"Odd, ya don't look like a Crusher."
"It's a long story. I would, ah, like to continue chatting, but I, ah….. Have something to do. See ya later." Predictably, I then dashed into my new house and closed the door behind me. I wanted to talk to her, but being with complete strangers made me uneasy, and I still did NOT want to catch site of the crazy pony. Either way, I took a good look at my house. It was as gray, dusty, and rather drab as I last saw it, but it would do for my writing work. I sat down at the table, and took my ink, quills, and paper out of my bag. However, apparently I had not taking good care of my bad while I was sneaking around. The ink had spilled all over the bad. "Dang it," I said under my breath. I turned towards the door. I REALLY did not want to talk to that Twilight mare, but I didn't have much of a choice now. I used my spying maneuvers to once again reach her house…. Or treehouse. Whatever. And then, I knocked at the door. I witnessed the door open, and then saw a purple dragon with green spines down his back. He looked at me awkwardly, and then said,

"Yeah, what can I do for you?"

"Hey, uh, does a Twilight Sparkle live here?" I saw the dragon turn around, and yell,

"Twilight! There's this weird stallion at the door looking for you." I flinched at his comment, but assumed that was just the kind of dragon he was.

"Coming Spike," I heard from presumably, Twilight. When she reached the door, my heart started pounding at like a thousand beats per second. My eyes widened. She was drop dead gorgeous with beautiful purple eyes, and a lovely coated purple coat. Her mane was brushed in such a beautiful way that it made me want to cat call.

"Wait, uh oh, this is how I'm going to feel every time I meet my future business partner"? I thought.

Yeah, not good.