A/N: Wow, awesome! Greetings everyone, my name is Sir Scribe. Yes, that is my pony OC name and also my penname. I will be your new Fanfiction resident. Hopefully you enjoy the stories that I put up in the future. I've been a brony since Mid-August when my friends decided that I should try out MLP. At first, I was hesitant because I didn't know what to expect. Over time, I have grown to love the show and recently officially accepted the title of 'Brony' in mid November. Since then, I have been all around the Internet, trying to gather the right inspiration to create a fanfiction. With the release of season 4, I finally found it. So, without further ado, this is... Scribe's Time in Ponyville

I know, I know, some people don't like it when OC's come in, but bear with me. I've always wanted to do something like this. So then, ONWARDS!

Disclaimer: I don't own MLP:FiM. All rights go to Hasbro and Lauren Faust.

OC POV:

Ponyville?

The word was stuck in my head as I peered out the window of the train. Why does that name sound so familiar? I was going to get answers tonight.

Ever since I could remember, I've always been on the move. Moving from city to city with chaos following me and destroying my work. My friend Angel Heartstrong had told me that this town was completely out of the way. I hope he was right. I was getting tired from moving all around with no clear idea how to make a living.

'You are completely focused. Tryout in the Equestria military. They could use another soldier to protect the royal family!' my mother had told me.

No way was my answer.

It's not like I don't like the royal family, it's just that I don't see myself as a soldier. I saw myself more as a traveler and a writer. That was the one thing I wanted to do in life. I didn't like marching, I liked freedom. Sure it feels good to protect and serve, but I am just not the action type. I'm a unicorn with no other objective than writing the next best-seller.

The train conductor opened the cabin door. "Next stop: Ponyville!"

I sighed. I reached under my seat, and grabbed my bags. I reached out to the handles and grabbed them with my magic. I approached a vacant seat next to the doors. Already I could feel pony eyes on me. It was embarrassing. Ever since my first flop in the bookstores, ponies have been watching me, waiting for me to screw up again. I am a beginner. I wasn't expecting success on my first try.

Or the second.

Or the third.

Or the...

The train jerked to a halt. I nearly slammed into the back of the seat in front of me. Jee, what a way to start a new life. Oh well, at least this was going to be different.

The doors opened. I sighed as I walked out with my bags hovering over my head. The first thing I saw was a great, multicolored blur. Did I mention that I am nearly blind? I pulled out my glasses from one of my bag pockets, and slid them on me. I managed to poke myself in the eyes. Greeeaaatttt.

I managed to find a cart that was for sale. An orange pony with a stetson was selling the cart, which was very lucky for me. A few bits later, I was pulling a semi-heavy cart across the town. I managed to catch a few glances from the locals. What, has nopony ever seen a unicorn pull a cart before? Probably yes. Oh terrific.

I grabbed a map from a street vendor, and opened it across my face. "Let's see, where is the city hall? A town this small should have a city hall, I hope," I muttered to myself.

That was my first mistake.

Without any warning, I was sent flying back. Somepony tackled me! I groaned as I felt a pulsing lump of pain rise from the center of my forehead. I peeled off the map, when I discovered a mare sitting right on top of me. A pink mare with a fluffly, pink mane and tail. Her big blue eyes bore into my soul. The only thing I could see in her soul was balloons. That would also explain her cutie mark.

"Ohmygosh,areyounew?Wellofcourseyouarenew!I'veneverseeonyoubeforeinPonyville!Ishouldknow,IknoweveryponyinPonyville!Whereareyoufrom?Doyoulikeithere?Istodayyourbirthday?Isthatascrollcutiemark?I'veneverseenascrollcutiemark!Ibetyourspecialtalentispaper!" She said at supersonic speed.

My eyes were wide. This pony was talking nonstop! The most embarrassing part about it was that she was on top of me. In the middle of the town. Surrounded by curious and confused ponies. I reached out with my magic, and lifted the pink mare off of me. She was still talking, even as I was considering dropping her off at a local hospital. They may be missing a patient.

I set her down, which was mistake number two. She pulled out a pink cannon out of nowhere and fired it at my head. I screamed and ducked as confetti rained on top of my head.

"Soyouarenew!HI!WelcometoPonyville!MynameisPinkiePie,what'syourname?" she said.

At least I could understand that. "I'm Scribe. Yes, I am new. Um, nice to meet you?" I extended my hoof.

Bad idea.

She grabbed my hoof, and shook it so hard, I was bouncing up and down on the ground. "Oh it's soooooooooooooooo awesome to meet somepony new! 'Meeting new ponies and making them smile is what makes the world go around' is what I always say! Say, you should visit Sugarcube Corner for a 'Welcome to Ponyville!' Party! We'll have balloons, cake, presents, and so many amazing new friends for you! Won't that be exciting, I know it will be exciting!" she said.

I managed to find stable ground as I fixed my glasses. "Um, sure. Later though. I'm looking for the city hall. You wouldn't happen to know where it..."

"Of course I know where it is! Just keep going down the road, take a right, two lefts, then another right, then loop-de-loop around Sugarcube Corner, and then crawl under the park bridge. It should be on your right!" Pinkie said.

I nodded. "Ook then. I guess I better get going then. Um, nice to meet you Pinkie," I said. Then I booked it. I grabbed whatever was left of the cart with my magic, and sped off in the complete opposite direction of where Pinkie said to go.

As it turns out, if I listened to Pinkie, I would be halfway back home to Canterlot. Those directions just too confusing. I'm not sure if I even heard her right. Anyway, thanks to a concerned local (Who had her head on straight), I was able to make it to the city hall. I may've lost a bag or two, but at least I had my essentials.

I walked up to the front desk, where a white unicorn was busy typing something on her typewriter. Which reminds me, I need to get one. The lady was too busy to notice me, but a quiet cough earned me her attention. "Welcome to City Hall, how can I help you?" she said in the most annoying voice ever.

"Yes, um, I'm here to speak to Mayor Mare. I talked to her the other day about a cottage I purchased a few days ago," I said.

The unicorn glared at me. "Sir, I don't know if you've noticed, but the mayor have been out on official business for over a week in Canterlot. Unless you have writing confirmation from the mayor herself, I can't help you. I can't just assume that you talked to the Mayor as she was away," she said.

That made close to no sense. I slammed my hooves on the table. "Look, I've had a long day. I had to wait for hours for my train to arrive from Appleloosa, I've had to endure hours of torture after the train broke down, I got tackled by an insane pony, and I've probably lost some of my personal belongings getting here. Please can I have the deed to my cottage so I can kiss this horrible day goodbye?"

She looked at me for a moment. "Sorry, can't help you. Besides, you need to set an appointment with the mayor, and her calendar is completely booked. There is an opening for next week at 4:00. I can put you in."

"NO! I just got here. I paid almost my entire life savings for this cottage, and I am not waiting another week! I need that deed tonight!" I barked.

The unicorn rolled her eyes. "Well then, you should've set an appointment a month ago," she said.

"I wasn't sure on coming here a month ago! Heck, I was still in Appleloosa a month ago!"

She shrugged, and turned her chair away from me. My blood started to boil. I could feel myself grinding my teeth and holding back curses. Suddenly, the door behind me opened. I didn't care who it was since I was about to blow my head off. The unicorn turned to face her new problem when she suddenly gasped. She dropped on the floor quicker than Pinkie Pie's ranting.

"Princess Twilight!"

I froze. I slowly turned around and was greeted by none other than the Princess of Magic herself. I found myself on the ground, bowing before her. I heard a sigh as I was pulled up to my hooves. "Please stop with the bowing. I'm really getting tired of it," she said.

The unicorn nodded. "Of course Princess Twilight!"

"And stop calling me 'Princess Twilight' already. It's getting annoying," she said.

Wow, a humble royal. Blueblood could learn a thing or two from Twilight. I looked up at the princess. Her bangs were the only thing that stood out. I've met both the princesses before, and Twilight was really somepony to behold. She had her bangs down and her mane wasn't flowing like Celestia's or Luna's. Her wings were resting on her back. She had a bit of a warm smile which felt good to behold.

She peered over at the counter lady. "What seems to be the problem here?" she asked.

The lady quickly rose up. "Nothing! Just a small argument about the regulations of the Mayor's office and Housing rules. Nothing to disrupt the princess," she said.

Small argument? Lady, you're lucky my special skill isn't Transfiguration, otherwise you would be a duck quacking for bread crumbs at a nearby pond. "Well then, we can't have that, can't we? We must all respect the rules," Twilight said.

The unicorn smirked at me. "That is why I am taking this stallion as my roommate for the time being. I'm sure that can be easily arranged," she said.

The lady did a double take. "But- our rules state that you must consult with the mayor before accepting more than the number of residents per household. Especially new citizens," she said.

Twilight shrugged. "Oh well, there are some things we can't have our way, is that right?" she asked.

"Oh yes, Your Highness! Very much correct!" the lady said.

Twilight smiled. "Glad to hear that. Now Scribe, please come with me," she said.

I quickly nodded and grabbed my bags. The door closed behind me, and when it did, the princess became unraveled. "Sweet Celestia that felt good," she said to herself. "I've never felt that much authority before. That was exciting!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Twilight...Sparkle?"

She turned to me. "Yes?"

I nodded to myself. "Oh nothing. I thought you were somepony different. You really are Twilight Sparkle, bearer of the Element of Magic and student to Princess Celestia, aren't you?"

She smiled. "No longer a student, nor a bearer of the Element. I had to give up my Element to save Ponyville," she said.

I nodded. Those vines that creeped up on Appleloosa were probably coming from here. "I understand you're looking for a place to stay, is that correct?"

I nodded again. "Well then, Spike is away on royal business, so you will be bunking with me. This'll be like a sleepover, but this time there won't be fighting, right?"

I chuckled. "I'm not a fighter."

She beamed up. "Excellent! You now have a room at my place!"

The next few hours were a blur. Twilight told me much about herself and her friends. As it turns out, we were almost going to be neighbors had it not been the fact that she got accepted to Princess Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. Since magic wasn't my talent, I couldn't go there, but that was a good thing. I told her about how I got my cutie mark shortly after the Sonic Rainboom, but it was not the cause. I was writing a letter to a friend when the Rainboom went off, and I accidentally scratched the note in half. At least that stopped me from writing crap to my friend. That got me to try different words.

She told me about how she was basically my only fan. She showed me all of the books that I had written over the past few years, and it felt good to know she had them. Sure they were in a library, but still.

At the end of the night, she pulled out a bed for me to sleep on. Finally that day was over. Boy was I in for more.

A/N: Well, there you go. Please leave a review by clicking that small button or just type in the box below. Hopefully this will be my first success at a Fanfiction. Hope you hear from you all real soon. Peace on and Keep Calm and Flutter On!

-Sir Scribe