So here's chapter two
Fluttershy woke at her usual hour the next morning and was preparing to go on her ritualistic walk around the forest edge when she found herself startle by an unexpected change. From down below she heard movement and smelled someone cooking. Her immediate response was that someone had broken in and was setting her house on fire but as she remembered the unusual guest that was staying with her. She reassured herself that it was only Stills and quietly tip toed down the stairs to her kitchen. As she got closer she herd that he was singing an unfamiliar song while he cooked that went like this.
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And god I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed…
"H..hi"he turned and gave her a lopsided grin.
"Good morning, sorry the first thing you had to hear was my lousy singing."
"That's alright, say did you remember anything about yourself this morning"
"Not a thing, but I figure I'm an early riser and a mediocre chef." She took a look around her house and noticed that it appeared to be cleaned and that several of her pets had appeared to be fed.
"D…did you straighten up?"
"Well it was the least I could do, I hope you're hungry because I may have cooked a little too much." She thanked him for the meal and for his assistance and they sat down to eat. Half way through breakfast she remembered a question she had meant to ask him the night before but had forgotten.
"I hope you don't mind but could I maybe ask why you're so calm about losing your memory?"
"Well I suppose I've just forgotten my problems. Honestly I'm kind of excited about not remembering my life."
"Oh, but why would that make you excited?"
"Well because I'm probably just some boring pencil pusher no one care's about, but as long as I don't know I'm not. Technically I'm everything I ever wanted to be whatever that was a doctor a C.E.O. a rock star probably not a professional athlete though."
She giggled at his last remark and realized that whoever this young man was he was very intelligent which went well with his helpfulness and pretty blue eyes. She suddenly realized her last thought and went to work pretending it hadn't crossed her mind. He gave another small grin and it returned.
"If you'd like I could show you around town later today, I need to pick up food for my pets anyway."
"I would like that very much."
Then he started whistling a new song.
"Where did that cynical son of bitch get off to, he just stormed out of the building and didn't bother to come back. Does he have an idea how much we need him right now?"
The black unicorn with the white mane looked over at his partner a pinto colored Earth pony who was presently staring a tree and ostensibly conversing with a blue jay he was helping him track down their missing friend but was serving more as a liabilty.
"Ginger what the hell are you doing looking up tree's we're looking for clues not birds."
"Sorry Morri, I just figured since he's a Pegasus and all he might be in a tree."
"Your impossible, and don't call me Morri my name's Morrison."
"Whatever you say, hey where's Emerson and Entewhistle we were supposed to rendezvous around here."
"I don't know their even less reliable than you. There's only one person in this group I can count on and he's God knows where."
"We'll find him soon Morri."
He shot his partner a dirty look.
"Just shut up and look Ginger."
At that moment a red Pegasus with a yellow mane, Entewhistle, and a light orange Unicorn with a dark orange mane ,Emerson, came trotting up a break neck speed.
"There you two are, have you found McCready."
"No but we have found something we think you need to see."
The two bright colored ponies led the darker ones a goo half mile along the trail until they finally stopped at a spot where half the cliff side had given way.
More musician references.