This is a continuation of my Lone Warrior series. I recommend first reading Into the Everfree Forest, Into Ponyville, and Love is Blind before reading this fic.

Planting a garden in the backyard was a great idea. I never knew the Everfree Forest had such lovely flora. Lone Warrior and I planted a couple of plants and flowers as well as some carrot seeds my friend Carrot Top gave us; those carrots would make a great carrot cake (Did you know carrot cake is actually a muffin? No wonder I like it so much).

"These heart's desire are so pretty, and smell so sweet." I said planting a flower into the ground.

"I remember Zecora would use those flowers a lot in her spells." Lone Warrior replied, "I also remember Apple Bloom telling me that she got into trouble using one of her spells."

"Lone Warrior, is that you?"

Both Lone Warrior and I popped our heads up, trying to figure out where that voice was coming from. That was when I saw a pink pony with a brunette mane, turquoise eyes, and, for some strange reason, a wooden sword as her cutie mark.

"Lone Warrior, its me; Foal Fighter, from the orphanage."

"Foal Fighter?"

Lone Warrior seemed ecstatic hearing the name. The female pony wrapped her hooves around his neck and the both laughed with joy.

"Foal Fighter, this is Derpy Hooves. I'm currently living with her right now." said Lone Warrior trying to introduce his old friend to me.

"Well, its nice to meet you." said Foal Fighter as she took my hoof and shook it.

"Its nice to meet you too." I said. I looked down at her cutie mark and couldn't help but ask about it, "So how did you get your cutie mark?"

"I got this cutie mark from all my heroic deeds. Going on quests, fighting dragons, rescuing damsels in distress; I don't even know what a damsel is, but I rescue them on a daily basis."

I was a little confused about what she had just said. Why would she admit to saving damsels in distress if she doesn't even know what a damsel is?

"Wow," I said, trying not to be rude, "Your good deeds must've gotten you some attention."

"It sure has." said Foal Fighter, "I almost became a knight in Canterlot."

"Well what happened?" I asked.

"Princess Celestia said I was 'unqualified'." Foal Fighter sulked, "I bet she's prejudice against me being a knight because I'm a mare."

Wait a minute. How can Princess Celestia be prejudice against her for being a mare? Princess Celestia herself is a mare.

"Foal Fighter, would you like to come inside for some muffins? Derpy Hooves here makes delicious muffins." said Lone Warrior.

"I would love a muffin!" the pink pony chirped, "I like mine with mayonnaise!"

"I think you mean butter."

"That too!"

I knew it was rude to judge a pony on your first meeting, but something about Foal Fighter's mannerisms puzzled me. As Foal Fighter trotted her way to the back of the house where the kitchen was, I stopped Lone Warrior and pulled him aside.

"Hey Lone Warrior, could I ask you a question." I whispered, "I don't want to sound rude, but when you were growing up with Foal Fighter in the orphanage, did she have any... 'developmental delays'?"

"Well, she was a little late in getting her cutie mark, but other than that, she was normal filly."

"Well, its just that she seems a little-"

"Odd?" asked Lone Warrior in a stern voice, "You know, of all the ponies I've met, I thought you wouldn't be as judgmental."

"I wasn't-" I tried speaking, but got cut off by Foal Fighter's voice in the kitchen.

"Lone Warrior, I think I accidentally ate the paper cup that goes with the muffins."

"I'm on it."

As Lone Warrior rushed to the kitchen, I stood there in puzzlement. I never make muffins with paper cups; I always lube up my muffin tins with cooking spray. Sure, I've eaten a paper cup on accident as well, but not only are they unnecessary for making muffins, but that's the reason I don't make my muffins with them, so what would she have been eating instead? This all seemed very suspicious.

What do you think? Please R&R