The first thing I felt upon waking up was the feel of something jumping up and down on me. I tried to go back to sleep, but the stomping prevented me from doing so. All the while, a familiar voice pleaded, "Wake up, Mr. James! Let's play!"

I finally opened my eyes to see a familiar unicorn filly perched upon my covered belly. Her green eyes looked down at me with excitement. "Um… Who are you again?"

Before the filly could reply, I heard Rarity's voice call out. "Sweetie Belle, leave James alone! He worked very hard yesterday and needs his rest!"

Hearing Rarity's words, I remembered the filly's name. "Sweetie Belle? Now I remember. What brings you over here?" I sat up, feeling rather refreshed. However, a part of me was telling me to go back to sleep.

"I came here to visit my big sister before going to school! Are you staying with Rarity, Mr. James?" Sweetie Belle asked, her big green eyes staring at me.

"I am, actually… Wait. Rarity is your sister?" I asked, my eyes scanning her carefully. "Now that I think about it… I do see the resemblance." I reached out and stroked her stylish mane.

"Sweetie Belle! You'll be late if you don't hurry!" Rarity called once again.

"Coming!" Sweetie Belle replied as she hopped off me. "Bye, Mr. James! Give Rarity a hug for me!" I watched the little filly run out of the room, her hooves clopping all the while.

I sat up as I heard the front door of the boutique slam shut. I tried not to stretch too strenuously as my muscles were still somewhat sore from working at Sweet Apple Acres yesterday. As my hand brushed my forehead, I felt the bandages I was wearing. "Huh? Oh… Almost forgot about these." I managed to undo them and set them upon the table in front of me. I found that not even a lump had been left behind. Pleased that I was healed, I started to get dressed.

Once I was fully clothed, I stepped out into the main workroom. "Looking fabulous in those new clothes, darling. And did you sleep well?" I heard Rarity say as I remembered that I was clad in the new clothes she had weaved for me the previous day.

"I slept pretty well… Though I kinda want to go back to bed… What's for breakfast? More muffins?" I asked, expecting to hear that Pinkie Pie had delivered more muffins.

"I'm afraid it's a little late for breakfast, James. It's past 11." Rarity replied, looking over at me from her sewing machine.

"11? Whoa. I really was tired." I muttered, surprised to have slept as late as I did. "Then I guess I should forget about breakfast and go for some lunch. At least now I have a means to pay for it."

Rarity nodded, "You do that, James. I'll be here should you need anything." I thanked her, took my pay from the previous day, and headed into Ponyville.

The first place I could think of to find food was Sugarcube Corner, but the idea of eating nothing but sweets and cake everyday was sure to be bad for my body. "I need to find a place that has a healthier variety…"

As I looked around for a place that sold produce or any other sort of food, I realized that I was not wearing my shoes. "Oh… Right. No shoes means no service." But as I turned to return to the Carousel Boutique, a thought crossed my mind. "Wait… Ponies don't wear anything on their feet most of the time… Will they not mind?" After some debating, I decided to at least wait and see if anyone would refuse me service.

I looked around Ponyville for a short while before coming across an outdoor café. Numerous ponies were seated around tables, a very refined stallion pony tending to the customers. His coat was a creamy white and his navy blue mane was slicked back. I could also make out a tiny moustache on his face. His cutie mark seemed to be a covered serving dish. He was also one of the few ponies I had seen so far who wore any clothing at all. He wore white cuffs around each hoof and a small white vest around the base of his neck with a red bow tie. While I was disappointed to see that the only seats were piles of hay, I was too hungry to complain and took a seat at one of the empty tables.

"I still don't get why these tables have to be so darn low…" I remember grumbling under my breath. Even with me sitting nearly parallel to the ground, my position with the table was undesirably uneven. "If I stand, I'm too tall. If I sit, I'm too low…" Rather than debate over what to do about my situation, I took my menu in hand and looked to see what was available.

"Grass pancakes… Flower sandwiches… Grilled vegetables of your choice?" After looking through the menu for a moment, I felt relieved to find something that I was fond of. "Mmmm… Grilled carrots are always awesome…"

"Hey, James!" My gaze left the menu as I glanced around at the call of my name. When I looked to my left, I saw Twilight Sparkle approaching me with Spike riding on her back. She smiled, "Is it all right if I join you?"

Pleased to see a familiar face, I nodded, "Absolutely. Be my guest." I motioned for the unicorn to have a seat beside me, a small pile of hay serving as her seat.

Twilight opened the menu that rested on the other side of the table while Spike borrowed one from an unused table. I soon noticed Twilight gazing at me, her head slowly tilting up and down. She then asked, "I like your new clothes. Did Rarity make them?"

I nodded, "Yep. All I need now are some clean socks."

As we examined the menus, Twilight looked at me out of the corner of her eye. "You know, James… You seem a lot calmer now than you did when you first came here."

I nodded with a smile, "I know. Only two days and I feel right at home here. In fact, I feel like I fit in Equestria better than I did back home."

Twilight closed her menu, apparently having decided what she wanted to order. "Well, that's good to hear. It's hard to fit in anywhere if you constantly feel uncomfortable." I nodded in silent agreement.

The waiter of the café approached our table and asked in a strong French accent, "Have you made your decision?"

I glanced at Twilight, trying to tell her she should go first. She nodded and looked towards the waiter, "I would like a daffodil and daisy sandwich."

I winced at the mention of daffodils, knowing that they are mildly poisonous. But I decided to withhold any questions until our orders were taken. The waiter turned to Spike, who asked, "Do you have any rubies?" The waiter remained silent as he gave the young dragon a stern gaze. "No? What about sapphires? Emeralds?" When the waiter still did not give a reply, Spike sighed, "All right then, I'll have the hay fries. Extra crispy."

The waiter then turned to me. I replied, "I would like a tossed salad with French dressing and an order of grilled carrots with a side of barbeque sauce."

I watched as the waiter silently acknowledged my order and turned to leave. Once we were alone, I asked, "Twilight, why are daffodils on the menu? Aren't those mildly poisonous?"

The unicorn seemed rather surprised by my question. "They are? I've never felt sick after eating any."

I frowned as I pondered this fact. "Are they just a new edible breed? Or are ponies immune to any toxic substances in the plant?"

When I noticed that Twilight had not answered my question, I looked over at her. Both she and Spike were staring at me with blank expressions. Puzzled by their stares, I asked, "What?"

Spike spoke up first, "And I thought Twilight was the only pony in Equestria who used that kind of logic."

Twilight took a moment longer to find the right words to speak. "Um… Yeah, what he said. You really think things out, don't you?"

I crossed my arms and replied honestly, "Well, I try. I wouldn't call myself a genius though."

The three of us chatted for a moment before the waiter brought out our orders. His method of carrying four plates surprised me as he was balancing a tray on his head with our orders on top. "Let me help." Twilight spoke up as her horn was engulfed in a billowing aura. The four plates floated off the tray and were set on the table.

Spike wasted no time in getting started on his food. The hay fries were…..well…..pieces of hay fried to a golden brown. There were also quite a few of them, the pile of fries extending up past his head. Curious, I took one and crunched down on it. "Mmmm….. I guess it's true what they say. Anything deep-fried is always tasty." The hay was actually rather soft under the layer of batter.

I watched as Twilight took a bite out of her sandwich. Not wanting to keep myself waiting, I dipped one of my carrots into the barbeque sauce and took a bite. "You like grilled vegetables, James?" Twilight was looking at my carrots, which had dark grill lines here and there.

"Not all of them. But I do love grilled carrots. The best grilled veggies anywhere. You should try them sometime." I replied honestly, having always had a taste for grilled carrots.

As we conversed, I suddenly heard Spike belch. "Spike, was that necessary?" I asked, annoyed by the sound. But I noticed the green flame that emerged from his mouth suddenly condense into a tiny ember, then burst in a flash of green light. In its place was a paper scroll held together by a red ribbon that bore a gold emblem that seemed to have a horseshoe design engraved into it. It floated in the air while surrounded by a glittering white glow, probably the result of a magic spell preset into it.

"A message from Princess Celestia?" Twilight asked as Spike took the scroll in hand.

The baby purple dragon removed the ribbon and held it open. But as he opened his mouth to speak, he paused while appearing to quickly read it over. "Oh, you've already heard this." He then reached into the scroll and held up what seemed to be eight golden slips of paper. "Tickets to…" He then whispered, "The Grand Galloping Gala."

Twilight glanced around, seemingly hoping that no one had heard Spike. Thinking it would be best to remain quiet, I whispered, "Something special about the Gala?"

The unicorn replied quietly, "You have no idea. Pretty much everypony wants to go there at least once in their life. It's only held once a year. And the only way to get tickets is to be directly invited by Princess Celestia herself. So when you get a ticket in Ponyville, you should be careful to make sure no one knows you have an extra."

I looked at the eight tickets in Spike's hand. "Those are eight… Which means that there's one for Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and both of you. So who's the eighth one for?"

"Um… Maybe in here?" Spike replied while rereading the scroll. "Oh, this is new. Ahem… The royal sisters also extend an invitation to Ponyville's new human resident. They request that he attend if possible." He then handed the ticket to me, "I guess that means this one's for you."

I was initially excited to be invited to such a grand event, but I soon frowned, "Wait… How do they know about me? I've never even seen the princesses before."

Twilight seemed puzzled too, but soon smiled, "Oh, I remember now. I mentioned you in a report right after your welcoming party. I guess Princess Celestia and Princess Luna want to meet you."

Somewhat excited to meet the rulers of Equestria, I slid the ticket into my pocket. "Sounds like it'll be a good time. Where does it take place?"

Twilight pointed to the northeast, "It'll be held right up there in the capital city." My eyes gazed up at the great mountain in the distance that I had seen when I first entered Ponyville. "You can see it from here. That city jutting out of the mountainside? That is the capital city of Canterlot."

My eyes went wide as I realized what I was looking at. "THAT is a city? I thought it was a mountain fortress!"

I heard Twilight giggle at my shock. "Well, it's really a city. I used to live there, so I know for sure. And don't worry. We attended the Gala last year, so I can tell you what to expect. To be honest, it's kinda boring and dull, but it should be much more enjoyable if you go with friends."

Seeing the truth in my friend's words, I smiled, "Very true. And since all seven of you will be attending with me, I have nothing to worry about." Once we had finished our meals, we left our payment on the table and headed towards Twilight's house.

Once we were inside, I asked, "Twilight, do you remember where I left that encyclopedia yesterday?" My eyes glanced around as I went upstairs.

"Right over here, James." Twilight led me to her bed. The same encyclopedia was on a table near it. I could see the leaf I had stuck in it as a bookmark sticking out.

"Thanks for keeping it out for me." I said with a smile. I sat down on a stool and flipped to the page I last left off at. "Pony types… Unicorn, pegasus, and earth ponies… Wait. You call ponies without horns or wings earth ponies?"

Twilight nodded, "Yes, we do. And before you go thinking that they're inferior to unicorns and pegasi, they are known for their close connection to the earth, making them skilled at agriculture and have strong bodies."

I pondered this fact for a moment before replying, "So, there are three categories. Earth ponies are the muscle, pegasus ponies are the agility, and unicorn ponies are the intellect. They all come together as a whole."

My eyes gazed at Twilight as she gave me an unusual stare. "I never really thought of it like that… I guess you're right. Each of the three types usually excels in one area more than the other two. That's a clever concept, James." I chuckled as I went back to reading. I would occasionally glance over to Twilight as she seemed to be writing a note.

"Unicorns are able to use magic by channeling their focus through their horns… Pegasi are able to walk on and manipulate clouds… Wait, really?" I turned to Twilight, "Is it true? Pegasi can interact with clouds?"

The unicorn faced me and nodded, "That's right. In fact, most pegasi originate from Cloudsdale. It's a city in the sky that is made entirely out of clouds."

I could only stare at her, finding it hard to believe that an actual city was floating in the sky somewhere. "But… Just how can they interact with objects made of water vapor as if they were solid? Are their hooves made of a special material that repels water vapor like a magnet, allowing them to push it? Wait, any part of their bodies can interact with clouds as if they were solids. Is the secret in their coats? Does each individual hair secrete a substance that causes the vapor to compact into a solid as long as they are making direct contact? Has anyone ever experimented to…. Uh… Twilight? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Twilight was staring at me with a peculiar expression on her face as I pondered the pegasus ponies' abilities to interact with clouds out loud. She did not blink once. With those wide eyes and what I believed to be a faint blush on her face, I suspected that I had unwittingly said something extremely offensive. "Twilight, if I said anything that offended you, I apologize."

The sound of my voice seemed to snap Twilight out of her trance as she shook her head frantically. "Oh, uh… You didn't say anything offensive. I was….just blown away by how logically you questioned the ability of a pegasus pony to interact with clouds… I don't think I've ever met a guy with that kind of intellect before."

Not certain if I understood Twilight's fascination, I shrugged, "I'm not a geeky kind of guy… And I'm not a genius. In fact, science is one of my weaker departments."

Twilight shook her head and explained, "It has nothing to do with your intelligence or your aptitude in a specific field. You think things out and debate things logically… I actually like that in a man."

That last comment gave me a bad feeling in my gut. Trying to avoid seeming suspicious, I inched towards the stairs that led down to the lower levels. "Well, I appreciate the compliment. But I really should be going now. I'll stop by another time to read some more of that encyclopedia. See ya around." I then made my way to the door as quickly as I could.

"She likes guys who are logical in their thought processes? I hope that didn't mean what I think it did…" I muttered to myself as I walked away from the library at a brisk pace. Despite seeing the ponies of Equestria as people and not animals, the thought of forming an intimate relationship with one still made me uneasy. "What would the princesses say? Would I be chased out of town? Are humans and Equestrian ponies even compatible?" Numerous questions passed through my head as I shuffled through Ponyville.

"James! Twitchy tail!" My head jerked up suddenly as I heard Pinkie Pie scream my name. "Get under something sturdy!"

I immediately stopped dead in my tracks and glanced around, seeing Pinkie Pie motioning for me to approach her at the front door of Sugarcube Corner. Before I could reply, a flowerpot dropped right in front of me and shattered upon hitting the ground. I took a step back, startled. I then looked up and jumped to the side as an anvil, of all things, fell right where I used to be standing. "Are you kidding me?! What is this, a cartoon show?!" I remember shouting, finding it impossible to comprehend an anvil falling right out of the sky.

"My tail's still twitching! Stay on your toes!" I heard Pinkie Pie scream. I looked up, seeing what seemed to be a 'moving trailer' being pulled through the air by a pair of pegasus ponies. However, it seemed that the rear hatch of the trailer was open. I yelped as a wooden cart full of hay rolled out of it and fell near me. I then jumped out of the way as an old piano crashed into the ground where I used to be standing.

The sheer randomness of the situation was pushing my nervousness to the limit. Fearing that a bomb would fall on me next, I made a mad dash for Sugarcube Corner. I can distinctly remember screaming, "HEEEEELLLLLPPPPP!"

Pinkie Pie closed the door behind me right as I got inside. The sound of what might have been a wooden crate crashing into the ground right outside the door was heard immediately afterward. "First Derpy and now this?! What's next?! Raining cats and dogs?! Or hammer handles and pitchforks?!" I growled in frustration, utterly freaked out by my close brush with grave injury.

"You're telling me! I almost never get multiple things falling out of one twitch! You OK?" Pinkie Pie asked as I regained my composure.

"I'll live. But dang, that was close…" I muttered, still somewhat apprehensive that I would soon fall victim to the 'Pinkie Sense' again.

As I tried to relax, a thought came to mind. "Pinkie Pie, do you know if Sugarcube Corner is hiring right now?"

The pink pony replied, "Hiring? Oh, sure! You wanna work here? There's plenty of yummy perks!"

"Well, I need to earn some cash if I'm gonna stay in Ponyville." I replied, hoping that I would not need much experience to work at a confectionary.

"Oki doki loki! Just let me go talk to Mrs. Cake and we'll get you set up!" Pinkie Pie trotted back into the kitchen as I watched, wondering if she is even allowed in there to begin with.

A minute or two later, I watched as Mrs. Cake emerged from the kitchen's twin swinging doors. "Oh, I heard the news. You need a place to earn some bits, dear? Well, we could always use an extra pair of hooves around here."

I was puzzled by the term 'bits' and asked, "Bits? Is that the term used for currency in Equestria?"

"You don't know? Well then, let me show you." I followed Mrs. Cake behind the counter and saw a cash register hidden under it. Due to ponies having shorter bodies than humans, it was very low to the ground. She then pressed down on a small latch, causing the money tray to pop out with the chime of a bell that I rarely heard back home. Inside were more of the thick golden coins I had seen yesterday.

"These are bits. They're what we ponies use as currency." Mrs. Cake explained to me. "But in any case, when can you start?"

I replied, "I can start now, if you're OK with it."

Mrs. Cake grinned warmly, "Then now it is! It's good to have you with us, dear. Come with me. I'll show you to the kitchen." I followed her into the kitchen where Pinkie Pie was apparently making taffy.

"Pinkie Pie! You have a new workmate!" I watched as the pink pony turned to face Mrs. Cake. "I'll leave you to show him to his new duties. Teach him well, all right?"

Pinkie Pie beamed excitedly, "Yes, ma'am! I'll show him the ropes!" Mrs. Cake then left me alone with her, entering a side room that likely contained various baking supplies.

"OK, James! It's just you and me today! Ready to get started?" I looked down at Pinkie Pie, wondering if she happened to be an employee at this bakery.

"Why are you even allowed back here at all? Do you work here?" I asked, half-expecting her to say yes.

The pink pony grinned, "I sure do! It's my dream job! Mr. and Mrs. Cake are my bosses and landlords. They rent me the loft upstairs. That's where your welcoming party was held!"

I snickered to myself, suspecting that Pinkie Pie consumes more Sugarcube Corner products than all other customers combined. "Just make sure you balance your diet a little. In any case, where do I start?"

Pinkie Pie giggled, "Oh, your first day is just an orientation. You know, to get you used to your role. Since I'm your superior, I'll be taking you through everything step-by-step! First, let's see how good you are at baking." She then went over to what seemed to be an open cookbook and flipped a few pages. I had to get down on a knee to read it as the counters (not to mention just about everything else in the building) was on a lower elevation than I was used to.

"These look good enough! Let's start things off with some vanilla cupcakes!" Pinkie Pie spoke out loud. "Can you get all the ingredients together?"

I read through the list of ingredients. "Two eggs, a quarter cup of vanilla extract, flour, sugar, baking soda, and a pinch of salt. Got it." I went searching through the kitchen for the listed ingredients, finding the eggs and vanilla extract in the refrigerator and the rest in ceramic jars placed on the counters. But as I looked in the cabinets for a saltshaker, I came across a bag of chocolate chips. I know that I should probably have gone by the book, as this was a test of sorts, but the idea of chocolate chips in vanilla cupcakes sounded absolutely delicious to me. I glanced around to see if Pinkie Pie was watching. She was nowhere to be found, probably tending to her pet alligator Gummy upstairs.

By the time Pinkie Pie had returned to the kitchen, I had combined the ingredients and was in the process of mixing them together. "Everything going OK, James?"

I looked to my left while on my knees, "So far, so good. Just need to mix this a little more." Once the batter had been thoroughly mixed, I read the next step. "Preheat oven to 300 degrees and bake for twenty minutes… Simple enough." I turned on the oven and set the temperature to the stated level. While waiting for the temperature to rise, I placed paper cupcake holders in a tin and filled each one with batter. There was enough to fill all twelve slots. I then used an oven mitt to place the tin inside the oven before setting an egg timer to twenty minutes. As I closed the oven's hatch, I muttered, "Even the ovens are small in Equestria…"

"Now those are gonna be delicious!" Pinkie Pie exclaimed as the egg timer ticked away. "While we wait for them to finish baking, wanna chat?"

I leaned against the wall, "Sure thing. Whatcha wanna know?"

Pinkie Pie asked, "Well, how're you feeling today? This is your third day in Equestria, right?"

I nodded in response, "I've been feeling much more secure lately thanks to you girls. I'm grateful for your hospitality."

The pink pony giggled, "Aww, it was no problem at all. We couldn't just leave you alone without any friends! And now I feel really good that you're feeling right at home in Ponyville!"

The two of us talked and laughed together for a while, totally lost in conversation. The sound of the egg timer going off actually startled us. Not wasting any time, I grabbed an oven mitt and pulled the cupcakes out of the oven and placed them on the counter to cool. They seemed to be properly baked, the surface of each being a light golden brown. "Man… That DOES look delicious." I can remember feeling my mouth water at the aroma coming from the baked goods.

"Aren't they always?! Now, let's see how you did." I watched as she took a bite. But right after that, she noticed the chocolate chips in the rest of the cupcake. I snickered as she looked at me with an expression that seemed to say 'Did you really mess up the recipe?' all over it.

"Before you go criticizing me, tell me how that cupcake tastes." I told Pinkie Pie with my arms crossed. She continued chewing and soon swallowed.

I became concerned as I watched her eyes open very wide. "WOW! Who knew chocolate chips and vanilla go so well together?!"

The two of us enjoyed our cupcakes together, both of us finding the chocolate chips to compliment the rest of the cupcake well. The pink pony then grinned, "OK, I say you're ready for this job! Let me go get your pay." I watched her leave the kitchen for a moment before hearing the sound of a cash register opening and closing. She then came back in with a vertical stack of coins in her mouth.

Pondering if ponies have difficulty carrying things in their mouths due to lack of hands, I asked, "Do you ever have problems carrying stuff like that?"

Pinkie Pie set the coins on the counter, "Nopey lopey! We ponies have big jaws, so we can carry a lot of stuff in them. We can hold some things with our hooves too, if we can grip it just right." She demonstrated by putting the bottom of her hoof down on top of a cupcake and lifting it straight up before snacking on it.

"Right, the hoof only surrounds the front and side edges of the foot. The center is still uncovered. And you can flex it enough to grab some things, huh?" I asked while I watched.

Pinkie Pie nodded, "Yup! But we gotta be careful. Our grip isn't very strong. But anyway, here's your pay! Fifteen bits! Do you think you could start at around 11 tomorrow?"

I took my payment and added it to the bag of bits I had, "11 sounds just right. And may I take these cupcakes with me? Two is pretty much my limit for one time."

Pinkie Pie grinned as she placed the remaining cupcakes in a box, "Oh sure! You can consider these as part of your payment!" I took the box in hand, said my goodbyes, and headed out the back door.

"So I've got a job at Sugarcube Corner now… Is there anything else I can do to earn some bits?" I muttered to myself while glancing around. A moment later, I noticed Rarity out of the corner of my eye carrying what seemed to be a basket of clothes on her back. "Are those…my old clothes?"

I ran over to Rarity while being careful not to scuff my bare feet on the rough ground. "Hey, Rarity. What're you doing with my old clothes?"

The unicorn turned to face me rather abruptly, apparently not expecting to see me. "Oh, these? I just retrieved them from the laundry mat. I couldn't just leave them stinking up my home, could I?" I chuckled, remembering how smelly they were after working at Sweet Apple Acres yesterday.

"Well, that was very kind of you. But are my socks and shoes in there?" I asked, starting to grow weary of walking barefoot on Ponyville's roads.

Rarity nodded, "They should be. I had them deodorized thoroughly." I looked into the basket and found my socks and shoes at the bottom. But when I removed them, I found a familiar golden ticket under them.

"Did Twilight give you a ticket for the…um…Grand Galloping Gala?" I asked, checking my pockets to make sure that I still had mine.

The unicorn beamed happily, "Why, yes she did! We crossed paths when I was on my way to the laundry mat. And I heard you received an invitation too!" I nodded in response, but Rarity then looked at my shoes. "But…you don't have any sort of attire suited for such a grand occasion, do you?" My shoes were a pair of well-worn black shoes with Velcro straps. I had been wearing them for years.

"Yeah, I guess I don't…" I muttered, feeling somewhat disheartened that I might not be permitted to attend.

However, Rarity giggled, "Oh, don't look that way now, darling. I'll make a brand new suit just for you! And a new pair of shoes too! And don't try to stop me! I'm quite inspired to make something for a human. All I need now is the measurements for your feet if I'm going to make you some new shoes."

Once again, I found myself blown away by Rarity's generosity. "I'm sure something for a formal event doesn't come cheap. Do I owe you anything for it?"

I was certain Rarity would ask for at least a few bits in return for her efforts. But to my shock, she smiled, "Oh, all I ask in return is that you wear your formal attire with pride. In such a manner that screams 'Only Lady Rarity could craft ensembles this divine'! Can I ask that of you, James?" I could only nod in silence. "Then it's settled! I'll get started as soon as I return home! But first, is there a particular style you'd prefer?"

To be honest, I have never had a preferred style in clothing. Just as long as the clothing is comfortable and not embarrassing to wear in public, I wear anything. "Well…all I can say is that I do not enjoy wearing suits. They're always too stuffy for me. Something that is not as restricting would be best. I'll leave the details up to you, Rarity. Surprise me."

"Not a big fan of suits, are we? No matter. I'm sure I can come up with something you will adore. Now, hurry home when you can so I can take measurements for your feet. Ta-ta!" Rarity smiled as she trotted away, leaving me feeling both grateful and ashamed for her generous offer.

I took a seat on a bench nearby and dusted off my feet before sliding my socks and shoes on. "Much better." I then decided to rest a moment, snacking on a cupcake in the process. I seemed to be in the center of town, several food stalls lining the streets. I recognized a stall that contained nothing but apples, leading me to suspect that Applejack was in charge of it.

Just as I was about to stand up, I noticed something in the sky. Resting on what seemed to be a low altitude cloud right above the center of the market was Rainbow Dash. "She's lounging around on a cloud… I guess it's true then." Curious if she could set me up with a job, I stood up and walked over towards the market's center.

Once I was right under the cloud, I pondered how I was going to get her attention. I am not fond of raising my voice in public and did not want to draw attention. I was considering throwing something at her, but I feared hurting her or missing and hitting another pony. Before I could think about it further, a familiar voice spoke up behind me, "Any muffins here?"

I turned to face the owner of the voice and found a gray pegasus browsing a stall that was selling fruit tarts. "Derpy Hooves? Well, why not?" I muttered under my breath as I approached her.

"Hey there, Derpy. Could I ask you a favor?" I asked after tapping her on the back. The pegasus turned around, but I noticed something was different. Her eyes were not…well…derped. They were both looking directly at me. "Um… Are you Derpy Hooves?"

"Yup! I'm Derpy! Is it my eyes that threw you off? Those are just an on and off thing. I'm not always wall-eyed." The pegasus explained, laughing in the process. "So, you needed my help?"

I pointed to the cloud above me, "Yeah, could you let Rainbow Dash know I'd like to speak with her?"

Derpy looked upwards before nodding, "Sure thing! Just a sec." I watched as she flew up to the cloud and reached over it. She seemed to say something before backing away a bit. I then saw Rainbow Dash poke her head out and look down. When I waved at her, she turned to Derpy Hooves, probably thanked her, and swooped down to me in a matter of seconds before landing right in front of me.

"Hey there, James! What's up?" The rainbow-mane pegasus asked me, rubbing some sleep out of her eyes.

"Well… Uh… I just wanted to know if I could help out to earn some bits." I was actually rather curious of what Rainbow Dash's job was, as I had not seen her doing anything productive since my arrival in Equestria.

"Doing a little job hunting, huh? Sure, you can help! I just need you to help me clear up the sky. A good kick should get rid of each cloud." Rainbow Dash flapped her wings as she began to hover.

I looked up at the sky, which had quite a bit of cloud cover, and asked, "Um… I'm supposed to clear the sky of clouds?" When Rainbow Dash nodded, I asked, "And just HOW am I supposed to do that?!"

Rainbow Dash laughed, "Couldn't be easier! All you gotta do is flap your…wings and…oh…" I crossed my arms and grumbled while scowling as she realized that I was not capable of flying, let alone interacting with clouds using my bare hands. She blushed while scratching her head, chuckling nervously. But she suddenly gasped, "Oh! I know how you can help! Right over here!"

I followed Rainbow Dash over to what seemed to be a wooden tower that was about twenty feet tall with a flat platform at the top. Just below it was a catapult of sorts with a square wooden platform on each end. I gazed up at the tower and asked, "Um… What am I supposed to do with this?"

Rainbow Dash pointed up at the top, "Well, you gotta jump off from the top and land on the other end. That'll launch me into the air faster than I can take off on my own. And if I start fast, I finish faster!"

As Rainbow Dash explained what I was supposed to do, I scanned the height of the tower. While I am not prone to vertigo, the idea of jumping from such a height worried me. "Are you sure I'll be OK from that height? It's not like I have hard hooves to absorb the impact." I grumbled out loud.

The pegasus pony grinned, "Nah. You'll be fine. Besides, the raised end will take a few feet outta the drop. C'mon! Those clouds aren't gonna move themselves!" She then flew over to the platform furthest from the tower and sat on it.

Knowing I had nothing better to do at the time, I decided to take Rainbow Dash up on her offer. I climbed a ladder that was affixed to the back of the tower and slowly approached the edge of the platform. I looked down, finding that the platform I was supposed to land on was just under me. All I had to do was hop off and fall straight down. Even though the task was simple, I felt very unsure of myself, as I feared getting hurt from the fall.

"Whatcha waiting for?! You'll be fine! Just jump already!" Rainbow Dash called out to me, seeming ready to leap off of her side as soon as I dropped. Not wanting to disappoint her, I put my faith in the pegasus pony and jumped. My aim was perfect as I landed right in the center of the platform on my side. I watched as Rainbow Dash let out a shout of excitement as she was launched skyward.

I stood aghast as I watched Rainbow Dash blaze across the sky, leaving a rainbow-colored vapor trail in her wake. She shot through each cloud like a bullet, breaking them up upon impact. I know this sounds ridiculous, but I could swear she was flying at near supersonic speed. She was moving so fast; the entire skyline was free of clouds in less than fifteen seconds. I watched with my mouth hanging open as Rainbow Dash dropped out of the sky and landed before me. "Ha! I told you I'd get the job done faster with a little boost! I just broke my old record!"

I steadily regained my composure as I watched the rainbow vapor trails fade away. "Um… Rainbow? Are you sure your full name is Rainbow Dash and not Rainbow Flash?"

The pegasus pony laughed at my question, "You're not the first pony…er…person to say that! I know Rainbow Dash sounds more like an earth pony name, but that's what my name is. I don't think I can change it. Though I guess Rainbow Flash DOES sound cooler…"

We chuckled together for a moment before Rainbow Dash spoke up, "Oh, right! I almost forgot your pay! You're staying at Rarity's place, right?" I nodded. "OK then. I'll drop it off there later. I'd give it to you right now, but I don't normally carry a purse or wallet with me."

I looked her over, not finding a single scrap of clothing on the pegasus. "Unless you have pockets built into your own coat, I don't see how you could carry anything with you." The two of us chuckled again.

Once I had parted ways with Rainbow Dash, I decided to explore some more outside of Ponyville. I decided to look north of Sweet Apple Acres as I had yet to see what was over there at the time. I came across a meadow with what seemed to be a cottage off in the distance. "Someone lives all the way out here?" I can remember muttering to myself.

As I drew closer, I found that a shallow stream ran near it. A small arched bridge crossed the stream, allowing me to reach the other side without getting my feet wet. Numerous birdhouses and nests could be seen hanging from a few trees nearby, plenty of birds flitting to and fro. There were also many small woodland animals skittering about. They were also surprisingly tame, as they would pass right by me without showing any sign of fear or wariness. One of them, a squirrel, climbed up my pants and sat on my shoulder. Finding such a charming creature to be irresistible, I reached out and stroked its head with a finger. It seemed to enjoy the attention as it nuzzled my face. "This is too good to be true…" I remember speaking out loud.

Now that I was closer to the cottage, I could make out all the details. The roof was covered in grass and bushes, leading me to suspect that a layer of soil had been placed on the roof. I can distinctly remember saying, "I've heard of going green, but that is just ridiculous." To the left, I noticed what seemed to be a doghouse with a white rabbit napping at the entrance. A carrot-shaped banner hung over the entrance. Just as I was starting to wonder who lived here, I heard what sounded like footsteps splashing through water. I turned around and watched as Fluttershy walked out from under the bridge.

I watched silently as the pegasus jumped out of the stream. When she noticed me, she gave me a calm smile and spoke, "Oh, hello James. What brings you out here?"

The squirrel that was standing on my shoulder hopped down and ran over to Fluttershy. I chuckled, "Well, I'm mostly just exploring. Though I could use a job to earn some bits…" I then asked, "Um… Fluttershy? Are all these animals your pets? They seem a little too…..tame to be wild."

The timid pegasus pony smiled, "Oh, they're not my pets… Well, OK. One of them is. He's right over there. His name's Angel." She pointed over to the white rabbit in the 'dog' house. "He's taking a nap right now, so it's best we don't disturb him."

I watched as Fluttershy tended to the many animals surrounding us. As she was the only pony here, I deduced that the cottage was her home. I decided to lean against a tree nearby while I waited for Fluttershy to finish tending to her little friends. As I watched, I noticed that she seemed less uptight than usual and her timid eyes were brighter as well. It almost seemed as if she felt more at ease around animals than her own kind.

Once it seemed that Fluttershy had finished feeding the animals, I spoke, "You seem to really enjoy being around animals."

She turned to face me and nodded, "Oh, yes. I actually prefer their company over the company of other ponies."

Hearing this gave me the impression that Fluttershy would prefer that I leave her be. "Oh… Well then, I'll be going now so you can enjoy their presence in peace."

When I turned to leave, I stopped as Fluttershy ran to my side. "But…why? It's not like I don't enjoy your company."

I looked down at her and asked, "But didn't you just say…"

Fluttershy explained, "There are exceptions. I'm completely open around my friends and anyone else I know well. And I don't feel scared of you at all since you're not a pony. I'm actually really curious about you."

As I listened to Fluttershy's explanation, I found myself relating to her. "To be honest… That's exactly how I was back home. I preferred the company of animals to most other humans."

Fluttershy and I sat on the bridge overlooking the stream. She asked, "Well, do you feel nervous or uneasy around us ponies?"

I explained, "No… It's strange. You ponies are just like humans from my home, but I feel more at ease around you than them. I think it's because I have never been given reason to fear or dislike you."

I felt Fluttershy lean against me, "That's how I feel towards you. I've had a few bad experiences with some ponies in my life, so I'm a little wary of ponies I don't know well. But you're the first human I ever met. And you gave me a good first impression, so I don't feel wary of you." She then asked, "James… Are all humans as gentle as you?"

Lying to a friend as dear as Fluttershy would be a bad idea. So I sighed, "I would be lying if I said they are… If you ever meet another human, be very cautious until you are certain they are trustworthy. Most are not."

I felt Fluttershy embrace me tightly with her forelegs. "If that's true, then I'm glad you were the first human I ever met. Because you've shown me that humans can be good people." I sighed before draping my arm on her back and gripping her shoulder.

A moment later, we both glanced around at the sounds of birds chirping and screeching. In the largest tree nearby were various birds that were in a frenzy. At the base of the tree were a few snakes that seemed to have curled up in the shade. "I'm guessing the birds are a little apprehensive about snakes getting so close to their nests." I muttered out loud.

"Yes, snakes are known to eat eggs, so I'm not surprised. I'm sure they can't reach the nests, but I guess the birds are still afraid of them." Fluttershy added. She then asked, "Wait… Did you say you were looking for a job? I think you can help out." I watched as the pegasus ran inside the cottage. She soon returned with a flute in her mouth that was made of either glass or crystal.

When she handed the flute to me, Fluttershy explained, "Play that flute and the snakes will follow you. Try leading them over there." She pointed to what seemed to be a small den under a rock in the ground.

As I looked the flute over, I recalled something about snake anatomy. "Fluttershy… Snakes don't have ears. They can't hear anything, not even the sound of a flute."

I looked on as Fluttershy seemed surprised by my revelation. "They are? But they always follow me when I play it…" I looked down at the sleeping snakes and back at the flute. Could it be that snakes in Equestria CAN hear sound? Well, if Equestrian ponies evolved into sentient creatures with human-level intelligence, perhaps snakes developed ears over time. Or perhaps they can feel the sound waves coming from the flute. Regardless, I took Fluttershy's claims seriously and approached the snakes.

"I haven't played a recorder in ages… I just hope those snakes aren't venomous…" I recall muttering to myself. I placed my fingers over a few of the holes and blew into the flute. After playing only a few notes, I noticed that the snakes began to uncoil and rise up as if to look at me. "I have no idea what I'm playing, but hey. If it works, it works."

I steadily walked backwards while playing different notes. The snakes seemed to like whatever I was playing as they followed close behind me. I looked over at Fluttershy while I played. She smiled, "Keep going. You're doing fine." The birds seemed pleased as well as they had stopped screeching at the snakes.

It did not take me long to reach the snake's den. I slowly turned around, guiding the snakes towards the entrance. Once they were right in front of the entrance, I ceased playing. I watched as all but one of the snakes slithered into their den. The one that remained looked up at me with a somewhat unhappy expression… Wait. Snakes can display emotions? Well, regardless, I could tell exactly what the snake wanted. "Someone wants an encore."

I brought the flute to my mouth and began to play again. In response, the snake reared up and began to sway from side to side. I tried making the tune livelier by changing notes rapidly. After around a minute or so of playing the flute, I stopped to catch my breath. Apparently satisfied, the snake slithered into its den. "You're welcome." I muttered after taking a deep breath.

When I turned around, I saw Fluttershy entering her cottage. "Well, where is she going?" I headed on up to the front door and waited, certain that she would soon come back out. I did not wait long as she soon opened the door with a small sack in her mouth.

Fluttershy set the sack down at my feet. "That's your pay for helping move the snakes away from the bird nests. And that was a catchy tune you played too."

I chuckled as I handed the flute back to her, "To be honest, I had no idea what I was doing." We both laughed together as I picked up the sack. When I opened it, I found it was full of bits. But I felt a twinge of guilt as I looked down at Fluttershy. Even though I knew I had earned them, it still felt wrong to take money from someone like her. With a sigh, I reached into the sack and took out one bit before closing it. "Thank you, Fluttershy. This is all I need."

The pegasus seemed surprised by my refusing most of my payment. "Are you sure that's all you want? You can have the whole bag…"

I shook my head with a smile, "It's OK, Fluttershy. One's all I need. But are there any other jobs you might need some help with?"

Fluttershy was silent for a moment as she looked around the area. "Well… I think I could use some help Sunday. It's the official bunny census. We count up all the baby bunnies that were born this season. Could you stop by then sometime?"

The thought of interacting with absurdly adorable baby rabbits made me very eager to start. "Baby bunnies that don't run away from you? Now that sounds like a special treat. I'll be here Sunday afternoon." I bid Fluttershy goodbye and started on my way back to Ponyville.

As I strolled through town, my thoughts turned to Rarity. She had been allowing me to stay at her home for free, not to mention crafting me new clothes without asking for anything in return. "I can't keep doing this… I need to give her something in return."

The first place that came to mind was Sugarcube Corner. "Can't go wrong with tasty treats." I stepped inside the bakery and found Applejack making a delivery of apples.

"Got everything ya need?" The farm pony asked Pinkie Pie, who was looking at a sheet of sorts on the counter.

"One bushel of apples! Check! Thanks again, AJ!" The pink pony crossed something off on the sheet with a writing quill in her mouth.

When Applejack turned to face me, she grinned, "Well, howdy James! Y'all still feeling sore from yesterday? Or are ya feeling fine and rested?"

I replied with a chuckle, "I wouldn't say I'm back up to 100%, but the soreness is pretty much gone. Thanks for asking."

Applejack patted my back, "Glad to hear that, James. I know yer not cut out fer that kinda work, but if ya ever feel like helping out again, y'all just give Big Macintosh and me a holler."

Not thrilled at all about working for long hours in hot summer heat, I shrugged, "I'll keep that in mind next time I feel like working out." I waved goodbye as Applejack headed out the door.

Remembering why I was there, I turned to Pinkie Pie and asked, "Are you still open? I'd like to place a special order if you are."

"We don't close until 6, so we're still open! What can I get you, James?" The pink pony replied with her cheery tone.

I explained, "Well, I'd like to get something special for Rarity. Do you know what she likes?"

Pinkie Pie rolled her eyes as she tried to think. "Well… She always did like some of the more refined pastries we make. Usually ones with French names… How does le tarte du crème avec le poisson sound?"

I had no idea what it was she said as I do not speak French, but it certainly sounded like something someone of Rarity's taste would like. "That does sound pretty tasty. I'll take one of those."

Pinkie Pie grinned, "Oki doki loki! I'll get on it right away!" She trotted back into the kitchen. I know I should have probably stayed out front, but I was very curious of what this treat was. After some debating, I followed Pinkie into the kitchen.

I saw Pinkie Pie setting out a piecrust that seemed to be made of cookie dough. She glanced over at me and smiled, "Couldn't stay away, huh?" I nodded as I watched her fill the crust with a type of chocolate cream. But I gasped as I watched her pull out a whole carp from the fridge.

"Whoa! What're you doing?!" I rushed over to Pinkie Pie before she could set the fish into the pie.

Once she had set the fish down, Pinkie explained, "Don't you know? Le tarte du crème avec le poisson means 'pie with cream and fish'! And this carp is the fish!"

I felt slightly sick to my stomach at the thought of eating a sweet pie with a whole uncooked fish in it. "Uh…er….. I think Rarity would prefer that you leave the fish out of it this time… Actually, leave it out for ALL future orders of this dish. Please!"

"OK then! But I can't let this fish go to waste! So…" I watched as Pinkie Pie gulped the fish down whole, leaving me frozen in disbelief. "Yummy! Now for…. Uh, James? What's with that look?"

I shuddered a bit as I muttered under my breath, "I thought…ponies are…strictly herbivorous…" I began to feel that Pinkie Pie might be criminally insane if she ate meat, although I hoped it was all in my head.

Pinkie Pie topped the pie off with some whipped cream and colorful sprinkles. She also added strips of vanilla icing crisscrossing the center of the pie. "She's gonna love this! Are you asking her out for a date?"

I blushed at her question, "Um… I'm not sure that's legal. This is just a gift for her allowing me to stay at her house. Kinda like paying off some of my rent."

I handed Pinkie Pie a few bits in exchange for the pie as she boxed it up for transport. "OK then, it's all ready! Tell Rarity I said hi!" Pinkie said with a smile as she placed my bits in the cash register. I thanked her again and set off for home with the pie under my arm.

It was around 6 pm by the time I reached the Carousel Boutique. Finding the door unlocked, I opened it and stepped inside. "Ooooh, making human clothing is so cumbersome on these pony dress forms. I suppose I'll have to improvise for now…" I found Rarity hard at work on something; probably whatever she was making me for the Grand Galloping Gala.

"Are we making progress, Rarity?" I asked as I walked up behind her.

The unicorn turned around abruptly, startled by my entrance. "Oh! You're just in time! I finished part of your attire for the gala!" She led me over to her sewing machine. A black pair of pants rested upon it. "I did your pants first. Are they to your liking?

I had great faith in Rarity's skill as a seamstress, so I felt it was unnecessary to test my new pants out. "It looks fine to me, Rarity. Thank you. But what do you have in mind for the top?"

She smiled as she adjusted the stylish glasses on her muzzle, "Well, you asked for something that is not as stuffy as a suit. Correct? I was thinking a robe would suit you best."

The mention of a robe intrigued me, as I could not imagine one being worn to a gala. "A robe, you say? Sounds like an interesting alternative. I say go for it." It was then I remembered what I was carrying. "Oh right, I also got this for you." I set out the box that contained the pie and opened it. "It's all yours, Rarity."

The unicorn seemed taken aback by my offer. "James… Darling, you did not have to give me this. I made it quite clear that I do not want any payment for allowing you to stay here! Your company is enough!"

I smiled, "I know. But this isn't money, is it? Besides, my conscious wouldn't leave me alone. You've given me a lot in these last three days. I wanted to repay you in some way, so I got you this. Is it OK?"

I could swear I could see Rarity blushing as I explained my actions to her. "You… I… Now I feel bad. Are you sure this was no trouble to you?"

I nodded, "No problem at all. Pinkie Pie didn't charge me much for this. Now go on. Enjoy it. I've got my own treats to enjoy." I pulled a leftover cupcake out of the other box I was carrying and took a bite.

"Well… Thank you, James. I will enjoy this delectable pastry." Rarity said with a faint smile. While she went to the kitchen to retrieve a knife, I headed upstairs to bathe for the evening. The great deal of walking I had done that day had tired me out somewhat.

As I reached for the doorknob for the bathroom, I felt the strange feeling that I was being watched. I closed the door behind me as I entered to prevent Rarity or any guests from seeing me undress. I stepped into the shower and pulled the curtains closed after I removed my socks and shoes. But just as I was about to pull my shirt off, the lights went out. "What the… A dead bulb?"

I felt for the curtains, but froze as I heard what sounded like someone tripping over something. "Ow! Stupid towel…" The voice sounded vaguely familiar, and I began to suspect I was in danger. Being as quiet as I could, I snuck out of the shower and felt for the doorknob. I then quickly opened the door, got outside, and wedged a chair under the doorknob to prevent it from being opened from the inside. I heard the voice yell, "HEY! LET ME OUT OF HERE! I'LL KILL YOU!"

I ran downstairs as quickly as I could to warn Rarity of the intruder. She was busy enjoying a slice of her pie while looking over designs she had sketched. "Rarity, you better come quick. We've got an intruder in the bathroom and she threatened to kill me."

The unicorn turned my way with an alarmed expression, "Kill you?! Who would dare?! Show me this intruder. I'll show her not to harm my guests!" I led Rarity upstairs to the bathroom, the chair still keeping the door jammed.

"When I open the door, you restrain the intruder with your magic. Ready?" I whispered to Rarity, who gave me a nod. I then removed the chair and opened the door before jumping to the side.

"Got you!" I heard Rarity shout as her horn was engulfed in a billowing aura. A familiar filly floated out of the bathroom, squirming in midair while trapped in Rarity's magic clutches. I recognized her mane and coat coloration right away, as did Rarity. "Diamond Tiara? What are you doing out here in my home?!"

The angry filly growled as she flailed about in a futile attempt to break free, "I'm gonna kill that human! He stole my cutie mark!"

Rarity glanced over at me, "You? Steal a child's cutie mark? Why would you do such a thing?"

I crossed my arms and replied, "It was to teach her a lesson. She was bullying Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle because they lacked cutie marks. So I decided to make her walk a mile in a 'blank flank's' horseshoes to understand what it's like to be them."

At the mention of her sister's name, Rarity glared at Diamond Tiara. "You would dare harass my little sister over the fact that she does not have a cutie mark yet?!" I took a step back as her face was displaying a most frightening expression of anger. Even Diamond Tiara cringed in intimidation. Rarity then dropped the filly rather forcefully onto the floor and screamed, "OUT!"

Clearly too frightened to argue, Diamond Tiara dashed down the stairs and out the front door. Rarity and I followed her to make sure she actually left. "What a wicked child. Trying to commit murder just for being punished? Why do they never learn?" Rarity said with a sigh.

I shook my head in disgust, "I didn't think she'd actually try to follow through with her threats. But she's not getting her cutie mark back until she stops being such a jerk. And I suspect that's not gonna happen for a looong time."

However, Rarity smiled at me, "Even so, it was sweet of you to defend Sweetie Belle. Thank you, James." I smiled warmly, feeling rather proud of myself for putting a schoolyard bully in her place. "Oh! Before you go upstairs, come over here for a moment. I need to measure your feet so I can make you some new shoes for the Grand Galloping Gala!"

About an hour later, I came downstairs with only a towel around my waist. I headed straight for the room I was to sleep in and found my old clothes neatly folded on the sofa. I then slipped my boxers on, glad to have a clean pair. However, I recalled that Rarity was not in her bedroom when I emerged from the bathroom. Curious of where she might be, I left my room to look for her.

My search ended almost instantly as I found Rarity slumped over the table that held her sewing machine. She was fast asleep, apparently having succumbed to exhaustion while in the middle of a job. Right beside her was a pair of black leather shoes with brass buckles similar to one I would see on a belt. "That's an old-fashioned design. Just right for something so formal."

Certain that sleeping in such a position would likely result in a very sore back in the morning; I decided to carry Rarity up to her bedroom. I reached under her and lifted her onto my shoulders, finding that she was slightly lighter than I expected. But as I walked upstairs, she began to stir. "Ugh… What's happening… I need to finish that robe…"

Trying to help her go back to sleep, I spoke softly, "Oh, but you are. Your sewing machine is sewing away on it. Just stay focused and it will be done soon."

The drowsy unicorn seemed to believe my words as she muttered, "Oh, good… I need to finish it soon… Must…hurry…" I think she fell asleep right there as I could hear light snoring beside my head.

Once inside her bedroom, I pulled the covers of her bed down and set Rarity in the middle. I made sure to set her head on one of the pillows before covering her up. She seemed to be smiling in her sleep. I then reached out and placed a kiss on her muzzle, "Sweet dreams, Rarity."

As I walked away, I froze as I realized what I just did. (Did I just…) I turned around and looked down at Rarity. Even in the poor lighting, I could tell that she was smiling. I felt a cold sweat trickle down my body, as I believe I saw a faint blush on her face as well. (Oh man… It was just an impulse… I didn't mean…) I quickly, yet quietly, made my way out of the room and downstairs while many thoughts swirled through my head.

As I rest on the sofa in my room, I ponder the events of my third day in Ponyville. Starting tomorrow, I will be working at Sugarcube Corner. I can only pray I am up for the job. But as I write this, my thoughts keep going back to Rarity.

I cannot help asking myself. Do I love her? What does she think of me? Can a human and an Equestrian unicorn pony really…

No, I will not go there. Such a relationship would never work. We are too different. She is just my friend and landlord and it would be best if it stays that way.

But even so… The thought of such possibilities intrigue me… Regardless, I am too sleepy to continue writing. I shall end this journal here as my third day in Equestria ends. What does the following day hold for me? There is only one way to find out.