A/N: Semester 2 for me in College seems like it will be the most busy out of all 4 semesters that I will be taking. But it should be more harder along the way.

Also in other news, I might be going to see the new Spongebob movie when it come out as I remember watching that show all the time as a kid not to mention the first movie. So it'll be interesting to see what my childhood is like in CGI. I don't really care if anyone says that the movie is going to be bad. For crying out loud, the people who did the first season all the way to the first movie are working on it for its humor and direction. Plus with how busy I am, I am not sure if it will slow down my writing process. But it's all about luck.

And now... Review Response Time!

jvs12: Thank you for those two reviews, my good sir. :)

sonic3461: Your wish for the song has been granted. *snaps finger like a genie* :) But yes, I know you'll be excited once Brayden goes to the Equestria Girls world.

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godzillafan1: To confirm a little surprise, it is definitely true that Nightmare has a crush on Brayden. Considering that Brayden thought he would end up falling in love with her but going with Twilight in the end, I expect that I'd have to pull some strings to get him to resist it at first. But Twilight ain't going to be happy about it if she finds out about it.

My eyes were closed by the time I could hear the sound of the roaring steam engine. I could tell that was the sound from a train. Through my closed and resting eyes, I could still see the sunlight of Celestia's sun risen high above in the late-afternoon sky. My eyes slowly open up, turning my head to make sure that my eyes were not damaged by the sun. My body was resting on the soft leather seat of the train car cabin I was assigned to when I packed this morning. My head is resting on the arm of the seat, against soft leather so I didn't feel so bad when I got up from resting.

On the other side of the cabin is a suitcase that I had packed for my visit to Manehattan. Fluttershy managed to help me out a bit with half-n-half of the packing and preparing including a healthy breakfast before I caught the train en route there. Sadly, I didn't bring the Song of Order. But by my visit, it seems that everything will be okay when it is back at Fluttershy's cottage in my room, safe and sound. I'll remember to take training from it when I can. After forgetting to learn from it during Tirek's invasion, it got the right idea for me.

I lean up to sit on the leather seat. I turn my head towards the window of the cabin and look outside of the cabin to see the environment outside the train. It was all a bunch of short-grassy plains with only a few oak trees resting peacefully in their green fields. Occasionally, I would see a few ducks flying in the blue skies to make it to the nearest pond. From my point of view, I could not really see the ponds as the train prevented me from seeing beyond that valley. But with a few of the rolling hills, I could tell that I was getting closer to Manehattan. I know this because Pinkie ended up telling me about the hills before I got onto the train.

The train passes between the rolling hills, with only a few deer on the hills to eat away at some fresh grass. The scenic view is cut off by the look of fast tan bricks. It seems like it has just about entered a tunnel underneath the hills. Passing lights inside the tunnel accompanied the view of the dim-lit bricks and I turn my head back to the left, straight ahead. There won't be any outdoors for a few minutes, so I have my time to think or do something.

I reach into the right pocket of my jeans. Coming out of the pocket in my right hand are my phone and earphones. Seeing how I now use my phone for music, it made a bunch of sense about there being no bars in the Equestrian world. I place the earphone jack into the bottom of the phone and put the buds into my ears. Turning on my phone, I switch to the music section and look under the 'C' section of the artists' names. I select the artist under that category. I move my thumb towards one of the songs and tap it to start playing it. It started off first with a piano playing an interesting number of keys to create a swift and beautiful sound to the song, with all of the instruments coming in. A few seconds pass of this moment, and I close my eyes and listen to the vocalist as he began to sing.

I feel destruction running hard through my veins

But I see redemption rushing my way

My victories are bittersweet and now I can tell

The only place my plans have lead me is right where I fell

I'm overboard, too far from shore, castaway trying to make it home

I catch my breath to save myself but I can't

In my sight

You were just in time

I feel you now

You're by my side

And I know you gave me a gift of a second chance

I had a dream of a life of my own

And I had a place that I thought was my home

But now I see I just can't have it any other way

It's all or nothing, do or die and I'm the price I pay because

I'm overboard, too far from shore, castaway trying to make it home

I catch my breath to save myself but I can't

In my sight you were just in time

I feel you now

You're by my side

And I know you gave me a gift of a second chance

A second chance

A second chance I won't forget, a second life I won't regret

A second wind to brave this night, a second more to make it right

A second chance I won't forget, a second life I won't regret

A second wind to brave this night, a second more to make it right

I'm overboard, too far from shore, castaway trying to make it home

I catch my breath to save myself but I can't

In my sight

You were just in time

I feel you now

You're by my side

And I know

You gave me a gift of a second chance

A gift of a second chance

I'm a castaway

With a gift of a second chance

Once the song was over, I take out my earphones and place it and my phone back into my pocket. Light from the sun began to shine in through the window and I could tell the train had passed from under the hill's tunnel. I turn my head towards the window once again, but this time I get up off of the leather seat and walk steadily over to the window to take a look at the view outside.

I was absolutely blown away by the sight of the large resembling cityscape. It was Manehattan itself over the river of calm waters that gently moved with the swift current to make it into the oceans of salt water. In the distance, I could see one of the tallest buildings in the city shaped with a wood carven equine head at the top. I'm pretty sure that might be the Equine State Building that towers the rest of the buildings in that fair city. A statue in the large river near the end of it, stood before the city and many tourists so distant and small could be seen at the bottom of it to observe the majestic masterpiece. There is another few tall buildings that have pointed rooftops, most of them are flat and have such sights to show from the top of those buildings for the lands beyond.

The train passes onto a bridge and from over the tracks; I could see how gentle the water was moving. A couple of males are in the river, but are mostly collecting stuff from the bottom of the river that will occasionally flow in sometimes. It can be quite a mystery down there, but I'm not all about those treasures down there, it's all up to the stallions who would just love to get their hooves on the gold and riches they find if few were to be found.

The train makes hastes and gets off of the bridge, arriving at the train station. The train began to slow down and eventually come to a complete stop where all other ponies on the other side of the train were coming on to get on and leave Manehattan, to which I guess to visit relatives in another part of Equestria. I turn to the cabin door and walk towards it.

I open up the cabin door, gather my stuff and head out of the train cabin. The conductor stands on all four at the end of the car, thanking the ponies that rode on the express to Manehattan. Pulling my suitcase with wheels to make it move, I take it with me, pulling it off of the train, tipping the conductor as he thanks me.

I turned around and began to walk down the steps of the Manehattan Train Station which its steps were that of cement. It was a feeling to my bare feet that I had not felt in a long time. After I have exited through under the arches of the station, I take a look at the inner heart of the city and smile.

The streets were bustled with a couple of ponies talking amongst each other, galloping along to get to where they needed to go to, or waiting in a long line for a taxi to come along and drop them off at a specific location that they requested as soon as they got on. Occasionally, there would be spots in the sidewalk that didn't seem as busy as ever, so only a few ponies could be seen trotting along. Carriages and taxis fill the streets, moving slowly like it was traffic from my world. I guess that can also apply to Equestria as well.

There was only one problem with getting around the city though: trying to find out where Coco Pommel was living. By this point, I knew that among thousands of different ponies, she could be one of them.

"Excuse me…" I said to that orange stallion with the top hat on the top of his head with that busy look on his face. He looks at me with a sort of uncomfortable glare. "Do you know where I can find a Coco Pommel?"

"Sorry, sir! I do not." The orange stallion dismissed and trotted away, looking a little annoyed.

Well, that was a waste of time to ask that stallion, especially when he had been giving me the bug eye. I turn towards another group of stallions and mares trotting around the city, looking busy as well.

"Have you seen a young mare named Coco Pommel?" I asked the small group. "She looks like-"

"We don't know her." One of the mares in the group had interrupted me. After that abrupt brief moment, they continue to walk down the opposite side of the sidewalk where I had been walking.

I've already been two minutes in the city and I can't even find my own friend. There are a few mares out there in the streets that have almost the same tone color of Coco's mane, but they are completely different looking from all of them. I mean, it's not like she would probably be somewhere around Bridleway would she?

Wait a minute… Bridleway? If I can't find her in that part of the city, I could always ask around the theaters or productions in the works at the moment to see if one of them has a record of Coco in their contacts. With my closed suitcase, I make my walk down the sidewalk, heading towards the next streets a few blocks down to get to Bridleway.

On the streets, everything seemed to go along normal as I had observed what has happening briefly inside the buildings from the first floor on and outside. A couple of foals with a unique Manehattan accent to their voices could be heard through my own ears. A few of them laugh, and playfully run past me through the streets, not noticing me as somepony different. Inside the buildings were various restaurants, coffee shops and banks that resembled to the real world. One of them by sheer coincidence was called Starbucks. It was a completely different logo though, so in case both the real world and Equestria share the both of their worlds, they would have that just to avoid confusion between humanity and pony-kind.

I could see Bridleway just down the street from where I was standing to my left. I turn towards that direction and start to head straight towards that section of city. As I had progressed down the streets, most of the normal pony folk that I had been seeing was becoming less accompanied on those parts and there were only few that would trot along in more elegant clothing that I had seen. These must be the other high society folk of Manehattan that live in the rich homes and apartments through the busier streets.

Bridleway brought way to show its sight of many theatres that were performing shows or 'plays' that night or tomorrow night. A movie theater could also be seen on the opposite side of the large street, it lights off for now, but preparing at any time when Luna's moon has risen over the eastern horizon. I swear that I had recognized the theater closest to me in Bridleway as the one that Coco had gone to when she was going to thank Rarity for all the help.

Well, I don't seem to really have a choice for that now. I might as well check up on that theater and ask any of the employees that work inside there just in case that they happen to have any notes on the whereabouts of my friend.

I walk towards the glass doors of the theater and use my right hand to take the right side door's gold-bronze handle. Gently pulling it open, I walk inside and could feel the soft red carpet underneath my bare feet coming into the warm lobby. I could see a few of the janitors cleaning up around the place with the empty ticket stand for tonight looking as clean as ever without any dust. It's no wonder that every theater in Manehattan is kept as clean as possible to maintain its age.

"Excuse me sir, but our show doesn't start until tonight." A voice in the lobby catches my attention and I turn my head towards the stallion who said that.

"I know, but I am not here to attend a show." I stated with a hint of honesty in my voice. "I was wondering if you happened to know a costume designer by the name of Coco Pommel. I heard that Rarity hired her for one of her contact's productions."

"Hmmmm, Coco Pommel?" The older stallion wondered. "Oh yes, she helped out with a production for quite some time ago. She was in the costume department, preparing them for the act. She made some fine good ones."

"But do you know where I can contact her?" I asked calmly.

"Yes, she lives just a couple of streets down. From where she is, it seems to be a rather beautiful view from outside of her windows. I was only there once to deliver a quick letter to her about the approval of her new boss hiring her for each stage production that he was directing. You can find her around West Mare Street." He had told me, lowering his glasses. "You also must be that human that I saw in the newspaper one morning."

"Yes, it is definitely me then." I told him, extending my right arm and opening my hands' fingers to offer him a hand or hoofshake. "I am Brayden."

"The name is Gold Star." He tells me, and begins shaking my hand with his hoof in a gentle manner. "It is an honor to meet you, Brayden."

I stop shaking his hoof and nod with a smile on my face. "Thank you for helping me out to find where she is. Big city is always the hardest to find somepony there." I said.

God Star lets out a chuckle and says "Well, that is life here in Manehattan."

"I should get going now; I wouldn't want to keep her waiting. Though, I don't think she knows I am coming." I said, walking back towards the door.

"Alright, have a good day now." He said to me with a friendly smile on his face and his left hoof waving goodbye to me. I smile and wave back in return before stepping out of the theater lobby out back to the outdoor side.

I wasted no time and began to make my trip through the city of Manehattan and viewing all of the busy sidewalks once again filled with ponies on the run or just walking along with their other friends. Very rarely I run into those Canterlot elites that have their noses pointed upward to the sky. When I do, surprisingly I must be thinking about them a bit wrongly. That kind of defeats my purpose on them as they trotted like everypony else through the city.

On the streets close to the suburbs were the normal ponies living in the small houses just in that area of large buildings. Most of the small buildings I remember were where Applejack's relatives had been living and most likely were still living there in the same home. Now I do recall that Apple Bloom told me at one point that her cousin Babs Seed lived her. So I probably would be surprised if I ended up seeing her. The friendly thing I would probably do was tell Babs about how I know her cousin down at Sweet Apple Acres. Fillies and foals would be seen on the streets, either talking to one another or just playing a small game of hopscotch on the road. They would only move when one of them saw a carriage making way through the empty street.

After passing that street or two, I could see the large apartment building with cream colored bricks that covered the outside of the building. That must be where Coco Pommel was residing. Even the windows looked very clean and rich in its look, so no wonder her success with the costume designing were that talented. I was wearing the wool sweater that Coco had knitted with the finest wool that she had given to me for my birthday. It'll be quite the surprise for her when she sees that I am wearing the gift she gave me.

I walk towards the double glass doors and take a hold of the iron handle on the right side door. I gently push it open and walk into the lobby of the apartment building.

The lobby itself had a presence of majesty coming from it. The ceiling was bright golden with a few unique shapes under a different shade of that color with the bronze pillars holding the ceiling in place. Ground level, there were beautiful ceramic colored pots with numerous roses and flowers that were abloom and well. A few fern plants also grew from there as well with its green vines being shown outside but not spreading too much. The expanded lobby desks on my right were made of carven rich oak wood and had a neat finish of gloss to cover it smoothly. A mare was at the front desk working at a typewriter to write down whatever she needed to do.

I walk from the glass doors and begin my approach towards the desk, the handle of the moving suitcase still in my right hand. The mare stops typing and looks at me with quite the most curious look indeed. "Why hello there good sir, how may I help you today?" She greets me with a small smile on her face.

"I was looking to see if a friend of mine is here." I explained to the desk mare in a calm manner. "Her name is Coco Pommel, by the way."

The mare reaches down below the desk and pulls out from a plastic bin some 'records' on the residents that were living inside of the building. I cannot really see on the other side of the desk, but I didn't want to peek as I would consider it myself to be sneaking into business. She pulls out a file under the letter of 'C' and begins to scan through the paper records to find her name. I certainly hope that I didn't end up at the wrong building.

"Oh yes Coco Pommel," She said to me, looking at the records for a moment and then places it back into the file and back in the rows of files. "Yes, she lives here. You can find her apartment at Room 907 on the ninth floor which is one floor from the highest, the tenth."

"Alright, thank you very much miss." I thanked her with gratitude and a smile on my face.

"No problem, sir." She said, nodding with that same smile on her face.

I turned towards the metal elevator door that looked very much like the ones that I saw everyday back on Earth. I walk towards it with my bare feet making very soft, quiet taps on the tiles. The rolling wheels on my suitcase could be heard at a decent volume, but it would not disturb anypony else in these halls that are just having a coffee break as a few stallions were at the nearest coffee stand in the lounge. Thank goodness that Rarity had given me a suitcase with a set of wheels that isn't too loud. I press the button for my request of going up to the ninth floor and begin to wait patiently.

After a couple of moments of waiting, the elevator made a chime that it had arrived on the main floor and its metal door opened up. I step into the elevator with my suitcase and turned to the other side to the panel on the elevator. I pressed the button that had a 'nine' on it and press another button to close the elevator door.

The elevator door closed and I could hear the sound of smooth jazz playing on the speakers inside whilst it was on its way for the ninth floor. I wait patiently, but I listen to the sound of the atmosphere that the saxophone in the song was coming off. I was no expert and did not know how to play a saxophone to save my life, but I just loved that song also with the bass and piano that helped brighten the mood. I also had Jazz on my phone playlist, so I guess it is good that I can broaden my horizons when it comes to different kinds of music like classical, avant-garde… this-that.

Another couple of moments pass and there is another ding. I look up to see which floor that I had arrived on. The letters gave off that I had arrived right on the floor as requested. The elevator doors open and I can see the empty hall with closed apartment doors. This hallway seemed to almost resemble that for a hotel because of how fresh it smelt every time I came into one when I went on vacation. I begin to walk down the hall and look at the numbers of the doors to find the right number.

901… 903… I was starting to be the closest to where her apartment might be on the floor. I continued to walk along. Only the sound of my bare feet and suitcase wheels were heard echoing in the hall. 906… I was just about almost there. I come by a small end table with a small potted rose standing on it with a picture of a boat on the wall.

907. There it was on the Mahogany looking door that was carved to look the same as all the other doors. Though each with a different tint to the numbers. This door's number was chrome-looking and had a silver tone of metal to its doorknob and lock. I face towards the door and give it three firm, but gentle knocks with my left hand in a fist to do the trick.

After my knocking, I begin to wait patiently for Coco to come and answer the door. My left hand is no longer in the form of a fist and my finger dangle with rest once again. All seems quiet for a few moments, and then the sound of hooves trotting could be heard in a muffled way on the other side of the door. The hooves sound off more closer to the door and then the sound of the door's lock clicking could be heard. Then I heard the doorknob on the other side start to open the wooden door.

The door opens up and I can see that beautiful mare with her two-tone blue mane and tail with a coat of light amberish gray. It was Coco Pommel herself, standing at her own door when she opened it herself. She looked a little curious at first to see who it was knocking at her door in the afternoon coming close to the evening, but when she saw that it was me: a smile lit up on her face.

"Hello Brayden." She greeted me with her usual soft spoken tone. The door remained open while her right front hoof is placed on her left front hoof. Her facial expression doesn't change.

"Hello Coco." I greeted back in return. Both me and her were looking at each other's eyes with me staring at her cyan eyes and hers staring back at my brown eyes.

"I take it that you thought about taking some time off to come and visit me?" She asked me with a warm smile remaining.

"Yes," I replied to her. "I have also decided that there might be a few things to do during my visit in Manehattan, so I've decided to stay for a few days."

"Oh," Coco said softly, pausing for a few moments. "Well I don't mind you staying for a few days. My door is always open for you if you need somewhere to go to."

"Thank you Coco." I said to her, letting go of the suitcase handle, kneeling down a bit and placing my hand on her shoulder. Coco looks at me, letting out only a small and tiny blush onto her face that could tell she was proud to offer me something for being that generous towards me.

"Umm," She says, clearing her throat. I take my hand off of her shoulder. "Do you want me to help you take in your suitcase?"

I nodded and said "I don't mind. I'm just going to take a little look around to see what's inside."

Coco trots forward and begins to assist in pulling in the suitcase for me. Surprisingly, it wasn't even that heavy, as what was in there was mostly lightweight stuff like clothes, teeth brushing material, this-that. We all bring that whenever we go on vacation. I turn towards her open door and gently push open the rest of the door to enter her sun-lit apartment.

The apartment itself looked really stylish and the design rather was curiosity indeed. My bare feet were standing on the smooth maple wooden planks that were of the floor. In front of me were the open windows with a kitchen and table to peek out at the wonderful view with red curtains on the side just in case the sun got too much for the morning or for evenings with friends. You never know when they get to be closed. To my right was the hot pink rug resting with two couches resting partially on its ends; one couch with two cushions and a big one with three cushions. To the white walls, the painted doors of oak gave off each room. I walk towards each room to take a look with the first door on my now-left sight.

In the first room on the left was a bedroom. The white walls remained as per usual. The carpet on the floor was there in a different color from the rug in the main room. The color was a bright mixture of green, lavender and sea blue. It was quite beautiful. The dressers untouched by paint and its wood clear stood at two ends of the room while the bed lay on the end from the right side from where I was coming in. The cover of the bed was a shade of pale red and orange and it had not been affected whatsoever. Two windows are open and shine into the room. I take it that this must be the guest room.

I take a look down at the other two rooms in the apartment. One was just straight ahead with the other door on the right side of the hall. I walk towards the door closest on the right and peek in to see a very clean looking bathroom with white shining tiles on the floor. In the bathroom are your basic things such as: the toilet, sink and bathtub with a shower included. I can see the brown towels hanging up on the racks when anypony was done with the tub or shower tap. I turn away from the bathroom and head straight for the room down the hall.

The door is left slightly open and I place my hand onto the door. My hand gently pushes it open and I take a look inside the lit room. The floor had a carpet of black and white colors in a zebra-like design that definitely intrigued me. The ceiling was the same white, but the walls were a light red with streaks of dark red. On the double bed were the covers in the color of dark blue. The drawer was on the left from the door that I could barely see with my own eyes, but I could see picture frames for small photos there just barely. I edged a bit for a closer look.

A light amberish gray hoof appeared below me for the doorknob which managed to take it and pull the door forward towards me slightly. I wasn't too close so the door shouldn't be able to hit me on my nose. The door closes shut and I turn my head to look down at Coco Pommel with quite a sincere smile on her face. "Oh, that is my room Brayden." She told me with the soft-spoken tone.

"Whoops, wrong room." I said, scratching the back of my head with my left hand.

Coco giggles for a moment and sighs silently. "It's alright Brayden, the first time is always the time we almost end up doing stuff like that." She told me.

"I am guessing that the spare bedroom is where I will be sleeping." I said.

"Yes. Also, I brought in your suitcase." She said.

"Thank you Coco," I said, appreciating her help. "The spare bedroom will do just fine, but if I am that desperate, I could always hit the couch in the living room."

"Oh Brayden," She says. Stimulating a giggle, she places her soft right front hoof onto the top of my left hand and looks at me. "You don't have to sleep on the couch. You are a guest to me, and I want to make sure that you get the best good night's rest."

"Alright then, if you say so." I said, not going to object whatsoever.

She turns to the left and begins to trot down the small hall. "I'm cooking up some dinner that should be ready by tonight." Coco said.

"What is for dinner this evening?" I asked, my stomach rumbling a little bit. To ease it, I place a hand onto my stomach on it to keep it calm.

Coco stops trotting and turns her head to the left to look at me. "Tonight I am cooking some spaghetti with garden leaves on the side." She informed me.

"Alright, sounds good," I said, knowing that spaghetti was one of my favorite dinner entrees. "But remember, because I can be… well, picky. I don't really want any sauce on it."

"You don't like tomato sauce with it?" Coco asked.

"Yes." I confessed, sounding a little bit embarrassed for telling her that I was a bit of a picky eater myself.

"Don't worry about it Brayden. There's nothing wrong with being picky," Coco said to me with a smile. "I used to be a picky eater myself but I eventually opened to other foods as I couldn't just eat the same ones over and over again." After we exchanged friendly smiles with each other for a few moments, she turns around to continue trotting. "I'll go and make dinner for the both of us."

I walk a few steps down the same direction the hallway to get my suitcase and grab its black handle. I walk with it into the spare bedroom. I close the door behind me softly and pick up my suitcase. I place it onto the bed and unzip it open to get out my stuff.

Unzipping my suitcase, I took out the items that I had brought with me such as my short sleeved t-shirts for the warm weather here in Manehattan, a couple of shorts and pants specifically sewn by my good friend Rarity. Goodness for that, she probably doesn't want me wearing the ones I came to Equestria in most of the time. Last out of the suitcase were my pyjamas, swimwear, underwear, toothbrush and toothpaste.

I began sorting out my clothing into different piles to know which were shorts and t-shirts. Plus pyjamas, swimwear and underwear would be in the same drawer with them. I walk over to the drawer and open up a section for them to be in. After I place them in, sorting them into their right spots I closed the drawer and turn back towards the other accessories. My toothbrush and toothpaste will remain on the nightstand, unaffected and being clean at all times.

I use the both of my hands and take my suitcase, walking to the end of the bed and placing my suitcase there onto the floor for others who are visiting to take note about my visit to Coco's. Though because I am a male, I don't want others who are friends with her to raise an eyebrow and think that something is going on.

I sat at the edge of the bed and looked out of the window at the view of the city. Out there among the small city blocks were sandy beaches with ponies about in the slow-setting sun still high in the air. On the golden sands, I could see stallions and mares trotting along the beach with others relaxing to get a tan. The fillies and foals were also there either building sandcastles or just swimming about in the water. It just about reminded me of the good days as a small child. Not looking at the setting sun, I decided to watch those waves from up here as they gently crashed onto the shore.

The sound of the wind's gentle breeze flew by the closed window, blowing itself against the glass but not so hard. Unless it was a heavier hurricane type of wind, then they would probably shatter. Listening to the sound of the gentle wind from up here on the apartment floor, I close my eyes once again. I have always been told as a kid that the sounds of wind wherever I go, I can use that to help in calming me down when there are times of stress coming upon me. Even though I cannot feel it, I sometimes unleashed my imagination to go along with the wind as if I was actually flying for the first time ever… but that only for when I have wings myself. But since I am a human, I don't think it is possible. Well, there is the Song of Order that summons ethereal wings for me but it only works during battle with Equestria's enemies from what I have experienced so far.

The wind felt like a meditation while I remained awake. It allowed me some time to gather up on my thoughts and feelings on the ponies or incidents that I had gone through. My special somepony, Twilight came into mind at first. It was the image of when I was leaving for Manehattan this morning at the Ponyville train station. I could still picture that moment where she trotted up to me with the both of us sharing a gentle and loving hug and when she told me that she hoped I would be back soon. I made that promise and she very well knew that I wasn't going to live in Manehattan, expecting that I'll be back in a few days. The last memory was that passionate kiss on the lips that the both of us had shared and my stroke on her warm and gentle cheek before I slipped from her to depart onto the train.

Other thoughts came to my mind of the precious moments from where I had confessed my feelings to Twilight by the peaceful lake at night to the moment when I had shared a kiss with her at the top of the Ferris wheel as that moment in our relationship that last forever as a memory in our hearts on that warm summer night for our first date together. Ah, those good memories…

"Brayden, dinner is ready!" Coco's soft voice calls out from the other side of the bedroom door with the sound of her hoof knocking softly on the door, shaking me out of my memories and deep thoughts.

I get up off of the soft bed and pace forward towards the white door. "I'm coming!" I said loudly to let her know that I was on my way to join her for dinner. I place my hand onto the doorknob and pull the door open.

My door moves towards me and I could smell the fresh-scent of cooked pasta flowing through the air. I walk under the open door arch and close the door behind me before moving down the hallway to the right and past the living room to the small kitchen.

The kitchen window curtains had completely covered up the windows for the friendly event with a candle lit up at the table as a greeting to friends who had come to attend something so calm. A bit of jazz music was playing from the nearby radio system in the living room. The clock on the wall in the kitchen came off with the time that said '5:50pm'. Impressive… I must have been in my train of thought for quite some time because I remember coming here around an hour ago and a couple of minutes included with that.

Coco herself was taking my plate with the spaghetti noodles and carrying it by the mouth all the way to the table. She sets mine down onto the place-mat, letting go of the ceramic plate. She turns to look at me and both of us are silent for a few moments. A smile grows on her face and she nods, saying "Well… it's ready, just for you." An awkward giggle comes from her mouth.

I smile back at her in return and walk into the kitchen, approaching the table. I approach the chair to sit where she had set my meal. She trots back to the kitchen counter to take her plate and bring it to the table to eat with me and talk to me. That would be good, because I have a lot to catch up with between me and my friend. I take a seat at the table and turn to my left to see her coming.

She sets her plate down onto the place-mat next to me and sits down next to me, with her food ready for the both of us, still looking a bit steamed but was cooled down a bit after being in the pot for the majority of the cooking session.

I use my right hand to take the silver fork and set it through the spaghetti. I give it a twirl to make sure that I get enough of those noodles onto it and bring it towards my mouth. I open up my mouth and set the spaghetti into it, sucking up the rest of the dangling noodles quietly. Even then, I had to keep some good manners at the table. Don't want to end up acting a bit like a dwarf from a fantasy book. Those characters always have had the urge to act a little unrefined about how they ate at the table or at parties they unexpectedly came to.

Coco sits there and eats away at her plate of spaghetti with salad leaves on the side. Rich tomato sauce is on her spaghetti noodles to help give her a different taste. My left eye carefully watches as her hoof struggles with her silver fork to catch some spaghetti, but the fork would always seem to slip from her right front hoof. I take a bite of one of the garden salad leaves on my plate, gently chewing it slowly. Once it is gnashed down to mush, I consume it down my throat and turn to Coco.

"Do you need some help with that fork, Coco?" I asked with a hint of kindness in my voice.

"Help me?" She said, turning to look at me. She turns back to her fork to try and get at least a few noodles onto the fork. "No thank you Brayden, I'm sure I can get these."

"Are you sure Coco?" I said, sounding a bit offering now. "As much as I don't want to spoon-feed you, I could give you some help as you seem to have trouble with getting some."

Coco stops for a moment and looks at her fork and then her plate full of tomato-sauce covered spaghetti. She smiles with a sigh and says "Well, I guess I could use a little help."

A warm smile comes upon my face when I scoot the wooden chair to turn and face her, coming closer towards her. She sat there, waiting patiently as I scooted a little closer to her.

After moving, I take the silver fork she had been carrying and trying to twirl. I do what I had done with my fork and twirl the fork around in the pile of tomato covered spaghetti and gather enough for her to be able to eat for that one bite. I watch the right amount being slid out of the noodle pile and wait for coco to open a little bit of her mouth. She opens it a little bit and I move the fork of noodles towards her mouth, allowing her to close her mouth and let the dangling pieces of caught noodles slide into her mouth.

She chews for a couple of moments and then swallows down the mushed up bits of that tomato sauce covered pasta that I had given to her. She looks at me for a few moments, letting out a bit of a soft blush onto her face. I didn't even notice either that I was blushing a bit as well.

"I- I'm sorry if this feels awkward." I apologized, sounding a little bit embarrassed that I was spoon-feeding her in a way that felt very weird to me.

Coco gently places her right front hoof onto my left hand and looks innocently me with her cyan eyes. Her hoof gently rubs the top of my hand which felt really warm and soft making me blush even harder than ever before. "Brayden, it's okay," Coco told me in a calm voice in a way that would help in making anypony calm down. "I'm perfectly alright with you doing this for me."

"Okay." I quietly said. The blushing on my face faded slowly while I was getting another forkful of spaghetti for her. The same process as before came and went, with none of us blushing all the while. What I don't really realize and probably Coco didn't either was that she still had her hoof on the top of my hand.

I give a few more forkfuls of spaghetti and watch her with a gentle smile as she consumed each piece of spaghetti noodles as slowly and in a reformed manner as much as possible.

"Will you be eating up on your food there?" Coco asked me.

I nod gently with a smile abroad my mouth. "Yes, I almost nearly forgot about that, but it hasn't left my mind about eating it. Oh… and Coco?" I said with a questioned tone in my voice.

"Yes Brayden?" She doesn't hesitate to answer me with her soft-spoken tone.

I turn my eyes to look at her hoof still the top of my hand. "Your hoof is still on my hand." I confessed.

"Sorry about that…" Coco shyly says to me, moving her hoof away from my hand a little bit and off of me.

I move the same hand that she had her hoof and on, gently taking her hoof and holding onto it gently. "Don't worry about it. It usually happens with me most of the time." I said to her, looking into her eyes with my own.

Coco lets her hoof be held by my own hand and the both of us are staring at each other at the table with a warm and what seemed to be a friendly gaze to me. I move my fingers to gently stroke the sides of her silky hoof. Even the bottom of her hoof felt really soft minus how it sounded really hard when it trotted on any type of floor.

After a few moments, I let go of Coco's hoof with the warm smile on my face still remaining. I slowly turn from her to face my own spaghetti food. I move my right hand and take my silver fork again, already stained with the pasta that I had taken from my own plate. I dig it into the spaghetti for another twirl and then scoop another delicious bite into my mouth.

"So…" Coco says, sounding like she wants to warm up a conversation between the two of us. Seeing how she has been living alone for some time now, this visit will definitely give us some time to talk some more and do activities together.

"So?" I asked, with an eyebrow raised and a giggle stimulating from my mouth.

"I can see that you came along with the sweater that I knitted for your birthday." She says, starting a bit of conversation when she looked at the birthday gift I was wearing.

"Well, when I come to Manehattan to visit you, I wear it for the first impression because you are one of my favorite friends." I told her.

Coco looked a little flattered about it. "Why thank you Brayden," She says. "I- I don't think anypony has ever told me that I was one of their favorite friends before. Well… I almost forgot that there was also Rarity."

"Rarity is really nice to me and I think she is great friend to me as well," I said, after I had swallowed down a bit of salad leaves that I had crunched on. "When I first came to Equestria, she has been helping me by my own measurements to making clothing for me to wear. She's quite the generous lady herself and I have my full respect towards her."

"Well, both I and Rarity have a lot in common that way by our generosity. We both like to make dresses and clothing." Coco said with her soft-spoken voice.

"Then I know who to turn to for clothing once in a while, hmm?" I said, with a soft chuckle illuminating.

"Yes, you do. But don't really expect it to happen most of the time. The gift that I gave to you for your birthday was one of those special occasions. When a holiday comes around, probably then I will send in the mail something I designed and made just for you," She says, taking a sip of her water. After finishing her sip and swallowing that clear liquid, she continued "Rarity slipped me a bit on your measurements so I should have a clear idea on your style."

"I see." I respond and take the last salad leaf to crunch on, placing it into my mouth.

"Yes, she gave to me when you and Spike came along to help Rarity pack some things." Coco confessed to me.

I chuckle lightly and said "Oh yes, I remember. There were so many colored dresses to pack up."

Silence fills the gap between our conversation once again and I turn to my plate to get the last round of spaghetti twirled up around my silver fork that I hold in my right hand. I scoop the rest of the noodles into my mouth and gently chew up what was once pasta into mush for my body to consume, disappearing down into my body to be consumed. I have pretty much finished my plate as Coco had done with hers as well.

"Shall I help clean up my plate Coco?" I offered, placing the silverware onto the white plate and taking the white plate in my two hands.

"I don't mind. Of course you can clean your plate." She says to me with that beautiful and cheerful smile on her face. She in return takes her plate and brings it to the kitchen counter with following solely along.

I see the dishwasher underneath the countertop that I pull open for both the cover and the extended tray. I place my dirty dish and silverware into each section that clearly had the other plates there. I leave the tray out for Coco to place her dish into with her tools. I then close up the dishwasher. There aren't too many dishes in there yet, but when there are a few more left, then the dishwasher can be activated manually to spray clean, as long as they had something special for dishwashing machines.

"Well, I suppose that wraps up dinner." I said, taking my napkin and wiping around my lips just in case. I open up the nearby empty trash can and throw it in.

"Yes, and I believe that tonight will be a little easier for the both of us." Coco said, using her napkin to wipe the outside of her mouth to clean up the tomato sauce that got onto her lips. "If you were wondering, I must ask if you would like to go on a tour with me around the city tomorrow. I'll show you around to the places I usually go and we'll meet a few friends of mine."

"Sounds good." I said to her with a nod and a warm smile upon my face.

Coco trots away from the counter and into the living room. She stops trotting for a moment and turns to look at me. "I'll be going downstairs to have a nice swim at the indoor pool. Are you interested in joining me for a calm swim?" She asks.

"I haven't swum in a while," I said, walking out of the kitchen to join alongside her. "Of course I would like to come along with you. It is one of my favorite past-times."

"I'm delighted to hear that Brayden," Coco said to me, moving her left front hoof and gently placing it onto my hand. "But don't forget your swimwear."

"Don't worry Coco, I won't." I said to her in a gentle voice. I take her hoof that is on my hand and begin to hold on it gently.

Both me and her just glance into each other's eyes while she was holding my hand with her soft and warm hoof. Those cyan eyes of hers look rather happy than ever before, as if it was her first time ever talking to a stallion that she liked. The both of us didn't know it, but I believe that both of our heads were moving slowly forward towards each other. Both of our eyes start to move a little slanted to almost close as our heads were approaching onto one another. There's something about this that… I'm not really sure what is happening.

The sound of a clock on the wall in Coco's living room goes off, interrupting this moment which almost seemed so unexpected. She stops holding onto my hand and steps away from me and towards the wall clock to stop that sound.

"I really need to fix that clock." She states with a happy giggle coming from her.

"I'll go get my swimwear." I said, turning towards the guest room while Coco waited there for me.

I step into the guest room and reach into the drawers to get one swimsuit for me to put on me. I quickly change into them and tie up the knot on my swimsuit. Now that would be quite an embarrassment if they ended up falling off now, would it? I step right back outside of the guest room and back into the living room.

Coco had taken off her tie and hairclip from the back of her mane and had placed them both away with her tie hanging at the top of a coat hook that never really seemed to have any there at the moment. So I'm guessing when winter hits, it'll definitely be filled up with coats and soft hats. But Coco's appearance however, she looked absolutely beautiful.

"You look quite elegant without the tie and hairclip tonight, Coco." I complimented to her with a smile on my face and an honest tone.

Her cheeks lit up and she looks quite flattered by my own compliment. I can see her left front hoof on her right front leg while she was blushing. "Thank you Brayden," Coco said sounding like it was a mixture of hidden nervousness and happiness. Her left hoof scratches a bit at her right hoof while she stood there. "I- I don't think you've ever complimented me like that before. The swimsuit you wear makes you look a little bit cute."

"I appreciate the comment Coco Pommel." I said to her, sounding really gentle. But because the both of us were going for an evening swim, I guess this is not really much a time to say compliments to each other on what we were or weren't wearing. "But for now, let's head downstairs to swim, shall we?"

"Oh… of course." Coco said, sounding still a bit flattered by the compliment that I must have given to her.

I walk towards the door that would leave the apartment and take the door handle with my own left hand, giving it a twist and opening it to see the outside hallway once again. I hold open the door for Coco Pommel as she was trotting out.

"Thank you Brayden." She said as she passed by me with a smile on her face.

After she passed by me because I always obey the rule of ladies going first before me, I follow behind her. She turns around and hands me her key to the apartment that I can use to lock it up while we are still swimming. Neither of us would want anypony breaking in. Though seeing how 99% of everypony in Equestria was friendly, I doubt that anypony would try to go inside.

With a silent sigh exhaling from my mouth, I turn to the door. I peek inside of the apartment again to turn off the lights. The lights go out with a single click from my right hand pressing down the buttons. I turn to the door handle to pull the door towards shutting the door. Then the key goes into the keyhole and I turn it sideways, locking the apartment door.

I hand the key back to Coco Pommel and the both of us go down the hall for the evening swim.

Most of the evening is steadier during that swim and after it, plus there weren't too many rowdy kids around as they were probably having dinner still or talking with family just before bedtime. Both me and Coco swim for an hour and then dry up and head back up to the apartment to get some rest. In the end, I wished Coco Pommel a good night and head into the guest room while she heading into her room. I walk into the room and put my pyjamas on. I take a brief glance at the moon to wish both Princess Luna and Nightmare Moon a good night, then tuck myself under the covers of my bed.

As I have always said, goodnight Equestria…. And goodnight Manehattan. I will see you again at the earliest of dawn when Celestia's sun peaks out over the eastern horizon.