12:35 P.M.
"Wait wait wait," I say to Rainbow Dash. The two of us are at a small cafe waiting for our food to arrive. I ordered a cucumber sandwich, because that sounds like it's the only thing I can eat in this place. Rainbow Dash ordered a daffodil sandwich. (What?) "So you and Rarity were competing at the same time in the contest, her magically crafted wings burned in mid-air, so you had to save her and three others from an almost sudden death?"
"That's pretty much it," Rainbow Dash says.
"If you ask me, she tried to steal your spotlight and karma came back and bit her. No disrespect to her."
"Sort of. But she learned her lesson that day. Unfortunately, it was a lesson taught in the roughest way possible. Okay, now you have to tell me a story. Something really interesting."
"Hmm." I rub my index finger and thumb on my chin. How can one top a story like that? Saving a friend from a sudden death? Come to think of it, I'm not sure if I have too many interesting stories. I have already told her that my highlight in my life is that I am an entertainer and a performer. "I don't know."
"Oh, come on! You have to have something. You're a performer for goodness sake. You have something interesting. Some funny behind the scenes stories maybe?"
"Well...I do have something that is both awkward and humorous. Interesting, I don't know."
"Alright, lay it on me Nick. I wanna hear it."
"Okay, so during one play practice for a production I was in , the cast and crew were on break. We just finished a scene that involves background music. It's a fun song (A/N: Girls Wanna' have Fun by Cyndi Lauper). So during break, the guy who is in charge of playing the music plays the song. The cast and crew of the production are all dancing, having fun. Me and and friend Kayla were dancing with each other, having fun and all. As the two of us are dancing, I have a strange feeling someone is behind me. I turn around and notice my buddy Connor, who is shirtless and is sort of-scratch that, IS rubbing his bare, hairy chest on my shoulder." I see Rainbow Dash trying to contain a couple chuckles.
"You have some weird friends." Calling us weird? I'm the one talking to a Pegasus who should be the new Skittles mascot. Then again, that's considered normal here, and she is right.
"A lot of us theater kids are weird."
"Why would he do that?"
"I don't know. Like what you said, weird friends." I then take a quick sip from my glass of water that the two of us received earlier when we were seated.
"Your friends seem normal compared to Pinkie."
"How so? She just seems very energetic if you ask me."
"She is able to break any and all laws of physics for one thing. For example, she was able to squeeze herself into a mailbox."
"Okay, that is pretty weird, but that's-"
"She once had a flying contraption to fly up high enough to the clouds."
"I'm not sure how-"
"That contraption was no where in sight when I saw her on the ground. She literally pulled that contraption from nowhere."
"Maybe she-"
"She also at one point made clones of herself and the town was a muck because of it." She did that?
"How did she do that?"
"Something called a Mirror Pool, but that's a story in itself."
"Okay, so maybe she's a bit abnormal."
"If you want my opinion, "a bit" is an understatement." I think I should just take her word for it now. By this point, we see a waiter levitating a tray full of food. Rainbow Dash and I look at that waiter with anticipation, hoping he'll lay that sliver tray on the table we sit at. But he walks right past us to another table.
"Ah man. Thought that would be our food," I say sillily disappointed. "Happens almost every time I go to a restaurant."
"I've been there before. I think they purposely do that do disappoint their customers." Her stomach growls pretty loud now. "Now, I think I'm hungrier than earlier."
"Me too. I'm starving. Our food shouldn't take this long. They're sandwiches for goodness sake! It should literally take two minutes to make both sandwiches."
"Well, it's a tad bit more crowded than usual. They have to serve other people too."
"True." There is an awkward pause for a moment.
"So...you say you're a performer…"
"Yeah, so?"
"And I know you sing and act."
"Yeah?"
"Do you do other things than sing or act?"
"Remember what I said Sunday? I also rap."
"Oh yeah! Mind showing me what you got?"
"In public though?" I don't mind performing in front of an audience, but not really in public places like parks or restaurants, or anything like that. I prefer to keep my performances on the stage.
"I'll tell you if you get to loud."
"Well...okay Rainbow Dash. I'm going to freestyle, but be warned, I'm not the best at it."
"Okay, go for it." I think about what I'm going to say really quick. Some ideas come to mind and I don't keep them in my head, I let my thoughts flow out of my mouth.
"The name's NickyD, not in MickyD's, but I'm chilling with RD, so why don't ya see? Now I'm talking to a Pegasus, who is not from Paris, would say it's weird, but why so serious?. Don't like the sound? (*Fast*) I'll take you around, spin you around, pumble you to the g-g-ground, in front of a crowd, beat you with a pound, make you look like a cl-cl-clown." I pause for a minute. "Well?"
"That was awesome! Bad? That was good."
"To be completely honest, that last half was premeditated."
"It was in your "rap arsenal", I think it counts." After she says that, I see two familiar faces sit down at the table behind Rainbow Dash and I's. It's the creamed colored pony and the teal colored pony that sits down behind us. The cream colored one's back is towards me and the teal colored one is facing me.
"Hey, aren't those the two ponies we saw when we were talking to the mayor earlier?" I ask Rainbow Dash in a whispered voice. She turns her head slightly and looks out the corner of her eye, then turns back to me.
"Yeah, I'm sure that's them."
"Do you know them, Rainbow Dash?"
"Sort of. If I remember correctly, the teal one's name is Lyra and the cream colored one is Bon Bon." Bon Bon's makes sense. There is a creamed colored candy back on earth and I think they're called Bon Bons, or something like that. I'm not sure how Lyra's name works. I take a quick glance at Lyra and she notices me. Probably out of shyness or nervousness, she puts her head down and buries her face into a menu. I can barely hear her mumble something through her menu, she's probably talking to her friend.
"I wonder what those two are talking about?" I whisper.
"Maybe they're nervous that you noticed them." Rainbow Dash points out.
"If they're nervous, then why would they be at the table behind us?"
"Okay...maybe they're not nervous, but curious."
"Curious about what?" Rainbow Dash now gives me one of those looks that say: "Seriously? You're joking, right?"
"You're a creature from another world. It's not too hard to figure out why they're curious buddy." Well...I guess I sounded stupid for a second.
"Oh...right. I wonder what about me has them curious."
"Probably those strange looking claws."
"Strange looking cl-oh, you mean my hands?"
"Yeah. What is the purpose of those anyway?"
"Observe." I pick up the water glass with my hands. (Earlier I just took a sip off the top without picking it up) "Ta-da."
"Okay, so you can pick up stuff without using both hoofs."
"I can write without using my mouth or magic with these guys." I put up my hands and do a wave like motion with my fingers. "I can hold and use stuff with these guys."
"So can I. I can pick up stuff no problem."
"Can you write using your hoofs?"
"I-well...no."
"Case closed." I hear some sort of weird sound and some writing in front of me. I look up and see the teal colored pony levitate a pencil and writes, what I assume, are notes on her napkin. Then, she whispers or mumbles something to her friend. Is she eavesdropping on me? Observing me? Studying me!? Is she from some sort of spy ring, or doing top secret Pentagon-like stuff?...I'm thinking about this way too much. Kind of rushing to conclusions. "I think she's eavesdropping on us," I whisper.
"How do you know?" She says back in sort of monotone.
"She just wrote down what I just said."
"Really? That's...kind of weird."
"I wonder why she is writing this stuff down."
"Curiosity?"
"Oh, let's mess with her a little bit. Make up some stuff. Oh, maybe I should say that I can light myself on fire without a torch and it wouldn't hurt." Time to have some fun.
"I wouldn't recommended that Nick. You're just starting to have a good rep here. If you spread these white lies around, even if it's just in good fun, the ponies here in Ponyville will freak out and stay 100 miles away from you."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I know it's just a prank you want to pull, but trust me on this. Wait until you establish yourself better here, then you can get into some hi-jinks."
"Are you sure Rainbow Dash?"
"Trust me. It will help you in the long run. And you don't have to call me by my full name all the time. Shorten it if you want." She's that comfortable with me already? Well, I guess so.
"Okay Dashie." I hear that weird noise again and the pencil on the napkin again. Maybe she is writing down that I have a sense humor.
"You know, can I ask you something?" My rainbow maned companion asks.
"You just did." Rainbow Da- I mean Dashie, chuckles at the witty one liner.
"Funny. Well, I was at Applejack's earlier today and she said that you were calm when you first met her. I mean, you didn't freak out meeting a species that isn't yours and the fact that you're in a world way different from yours. I mean, why so calm?"
"Well, I kind of freaked out, yes. But here's the thing, I was in a tree when I first saw her. I quietly panicked in my head, but I kept my cool. Plus, panicking will not help at all. If I scream, she would scream, and things would just go downhill from there."
"Sir and ma'am, your food is ready," the stallion waiter says walking up to us and placing two plates in front of us. "If you need anything else, please don't hesitate to ask."
"Thank you very much," I say. As he walks away, I turn back to Dashie. "Like that. When the waiter first saw me walk through the doors of this place, he looked like he was close to having a heart attack."
"His reaction was priceless," Dashie says snickering.
"But I kept calm. If I don't freak out, then it would be less likely he would. I did the same thing with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle. They looked like they saw a monster when they saw me, but I kept my cool. If I do that, they would keep their cool."
"But what about Cheerilee? You didn't keep calm there." Dashie says this in between chews of her sandwich.
"It's because we were arguing."
"Fair enough." I take a bite of my sandwich. It's pretty good. Kind of wish I had some tea to go with this. "But not with Princess Celestia. I heard you sort of overacted when you met her."
"Well I didn't panic. There is a difference between panicking and overacting. It was just the fact that I have never met royalty."
"Really?"
"Yeah. But back to the topic at hand, if you don't show any fear when others have no idea of who or what you are, then they won't fear you. The best thing to do is to keep your composure and stay calm. If you do that, then others shouldn't have anything to worry about." I take another bite of my sandwich.
"I guess that makes sense."
Six minutes later
"Would you two care for dessert?" The waiter asks. Dashie and I have already finished our meal.
"Whatcha' say Nick? Got enough room in your stomach, 'cause I sure do?" Dashie asks patting her tummy.
"You're paying right?" I ask.
"Of course I- " She doesn't finish because I cut her off.
"What's on the dessert menu garcon?" Dashie laughs at my ambition for desserts. I have a bit of a sweet tooth. I do prefer healthy food (a good salad, a good portion carbs, and a great serving of protein is the way to go. But make sure to have some fruit and dairy in the mix as well) but I do like a good dessert.
"I'll fetch two dessert menus," the waiter says, then walking away to get Dashie and I some menus.
"Sweet tooth?" Rainbow Dash asks. I nod my head. "A lot of us in Ponyville have a bit of a sweet tooth."
"I think Pinkie Pie has a huge one. She looks like she would be the one too have too much," I say. I could be wrong. She could be on crystal meth or cocaine for all I know. Maybe both! Wait, stop! Going on a bad track here, lets move on. Sorry, I'm a huge Breaking Bad fan...and...yeah...moving on.
"She does act like she does have a lot of sugar in her system." The waiter returns with two menus. I take one and Rainbow takes the other, then the waiter walks away. "But I make sure I don't have too much of it. It's bad for my health and could ruin my chances of becoming a Wonderbolt." She's mentioned these "Wonderbolts" before, and now's my chance of asking what the Hell they are.
"You mentioned the Wonderbolts earlier. Exactly who are they?" The second I muttered the world "who", her jaw almost literally drops to the floor.
"You haven't heard of the Wonderbolts?!" She almost shouts this.
"Newsflash: I'm from a foreign planet."
"Oh...right. He-he, whoops. Well, the Wonderbolts are the most awesome and most elite flyers in all of Equestria. They pull off these super awesome stunts and tricks that leave the crowd in nothing but pure awe. They're my idols and it's my dream to become one of them."
"We have something similar to the Wonderbolts on my planet."
"Really?!" Wow, she get's excited with anything flying related.
"Members of our military use these things called jets to perform all sorts of in-air stunts and tricks."
"What is a jet?"
"It's, umm...hmm." How can I simplify what a jet is? "Well, we have these things called airplanes, which are huge flying machines made of metal and sort of look like birds with wings spread out. A jet is a small plane that can go at super fast speeds."
"How fast we talking?"
"It depends. Some of them can go faster than the speed of sound." Dashie has one of those mouth gaping smiles on her face with eyes wide as saucers.
"For real?"
"For real."
"When you go back, can I come? I want to see those jets in action." I chuckle because of her ambition to see high speed flying machines.
"I'll look into it." I look down at the dessert menu too see what they have. There's chocolate cake with a scoop of your choice of ice cream, an ice cream sundae, two cinnamon buns, and a root-beer float with vanilla ice cream. "See anything you like Dashie?"
"I think I'll have cinnamon buns. You?"
"I think I'll take the root-beer float."
"Is that all?" I hear a voice say. I turn around and it's our waiter, and he gives me a bit of a jump scare.
"Yo! Dude, not cool," I say slightly hyperventilating. The waiter just snickers. How nice it is to laugh at my suffering.
"You're orders should be ready in a little bit." He walks away back to the kitchen.
"Was he behind me the whole time?" I ask Rainbow.
"Yes," she says with a huge smile. "I just didn't want to tell you."
"Why?"
"Because I thought you're reaction would be funny." Wow. Rainbow Dash has a sense of humor twisted six ways from Sunday, that's for sure.
Five Minutes Later
"Your desserts," the waiter says placing our treats on the table. "Enjoy you two." And with that, he walks away. I take sip of the root-beer float through a straw and it tastes delicious. Probably not the number one root-beer float I have had, but it's still very good none the less. The vanilla ice cream and the soda compliment each other pretty well. "How is it?" Dashie asks.
"Really good," I reply. "How are the cinnamon buns?"
"Good as well. I can never refuse a good cinnamon bun."
"My brother would say the same thing." Seriously, when you mention cinnamon buns around my brother, he'll see who said it and constantly ask where they are until he finds them. And the second he finds them, he'll dive in.
"He likes cinnamon buns?"
"Yeup. Whenever they are available at restaurants or parties, he goes for them. And when he goes for them, there is no stopping him." Rainbow Dash chuckles and continues to enjoy her cinnamon flavored pastry.
Two Minutes Later (a lot of time skips aren't there?)
"I'm full," I say putting up my hands after I set the root-beer float glass down.
"Me too," Rainbow says. I could get used to calling her that too. "I got the check. Garcon, check please." Our waiter walks over and places a piece of paper on our table. Rainbow Dash pulls out a sum of gold coins from nowhere (Seriously! How does she do it!?) and pays for the bill.
"Thank you for dining with us and have a good day," our waiter says and then walks away.
"You ready to continue the tour?" Dashie asks.
"You bet, lets go," I say. The two of us get up and start to make our way from leaving the cafe, but then that teal colored speaks up.
"Umm…" She says shyly. "You're Nick right?'
"Yeah…"
"W-Welcome to Ponyville. I'm Lyra Heartstrings, and that's my friend Bon Bon."
"Thank you very much Lyra, and it's a pleasure to meet you," I say in a chippy tone. "Hey, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"What were you writing down? I noticed almost any other time I said something, you started to write."
"Whenever something intrigues her or strikes her interest, she writes it down," Bon Bon says. "The reason why: I don't know. I guess it's a reminder for her to further look into whatever intrigues her."
"Exactly what do her notes say?"
"I just wrote down that those things are called hands, you have a sense a humor, a bit of a sweet tooth, and a couple of other things here and there," The teal mare says. Noting too bad.
"Oh, okay...well, it's nice meeting you girls," I say waving and then leaving. By the time Dashie and I walk out the doors of the cafe, I lean down and say, "Those two seem to be pretty cool."
"They appear so," Rainbow says. "So Nick, you ready to continue the tour?"
"Heck yeah!"