Here's the edited chapter two. Now, you might recall I adapted James' "The Jokester and the Bore" for two chapters, but I decided to cut it from the new version as I wanted the first chapter to focus primarily on Vincent and Fictionary. So you're keeping track of the timeline, this takes place between "One Bad Apple" and "Magic Duel".

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Part 2: New Friends in Ponyville

Twilight and Vincent were soon walking back to Ponyville. The two were already chatting like old friends and knowing more about one another. Well, Twilight told more about herself, but Vincent didn't mind.

It's best she don't know about what I've been through, he though anxiously to himself. Vincent was so deep in thought, he didn't look where he was going.

"D'oh!"

"Oops. Careful!"

"Oh, s-sorry, miss! I was in my thoughts…!"

Vincent and Twilight helped the mare he'd run into back on her hooves; it was Pinkie Pie.

"Oh, hey Twilight!" she said, "How's things doing today?"

"Doing great, actually," the light purple unicorn replied, "I've just been speaking with my new friend Vincent here."

Pinkie turned to the yellow Pegasus.

"I say, miss," Vincent began, "are you one of the pink ponies I saw several days ago-?"

Before he finished, Pinkie gave a deep gasp of surprise, and then quickly ran off. Vincent looked at Twilight, a confused look on his face.

"What was that all about?" he asked.

"Oh, that's Pinkie Pie," Twilight shrugged, "she acts like that when she meets someone new in Ponyville. I know what it's like, believe me."

"Oh-kay," said Vincent, after a slight pause, "now, that was Pinkie, one of the Elements of Harmony, right?"

"Yep, that's her," said Twilight, "I represent Magic, as you already know."

"What of the other four?"

"Rainbow Dash is Loyalty, Applejack is Honesty, Fluttershy is Kindness, and Rarity is Generosity. Oh, and we can't forget my pet dragon Spike."

"My gosh," remarked Vincent, "I've only just met you an hour ago, Twilight, and I've already learned a lot about you. Anyway, onto the Metrostallion House, shall we?"

"Right," said Twilight, "let's go; lead the way, Vincent!"

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About a quarter of an hour later, the two ponies made it to the Metrostallion House of Art.

"That's my domicile," said Vincent, "it's not much, but Fictionary and I like to call it our new home." He opened the door with his hoof.

"Fillies first," he called to Twilight.

"Thank you, Vincent," she said politely, and entered the house.

"It's quite dark," Twilight remarked.

"Hang on, Twi," said Vincent, getting into the house, "I'll get that switch." He flipped the switch, turning on the lights…

"SURPRISE!"

"Oh! A party!" exclaimed Vincent, "What's the occasion?"

"It's your 'welcome to Ponyville' party!" squeaked Pinkie, who appeared from behind Vincent, "It's always great to make new friends!"

"That's really nice of you, Pinkie Pie," said Vincent, "but to be honest, I actually arrived two weeks ago."

"Oh, it was noth- Wait, you arrived TWO WEEKS AGO?!"

Pinkie stared at the yellow Pegasus stallion, a stunned look on her face.

"Yes, you heard me; I was busy for the last two weeks getting my new home ready to prepare for being Ponyville's new arist."

"It seems he moved to Ponyville around the time we were at the Crystal Empire," Twilight explained to Pinkie.

"Ohhh," said Pinkie, understanding, "and wait; how did you know my name?"

"Twilight told me," said Vincent, "and yes, we did meet today."

"Ohhh."

"Sheesh, Twilight, we held a party for somepony who's arrived two weeks ago and didn't tell any of us about it?"

"Spike, Vincent couldn't have helped it he was busy," Twilight called out to the baby dragon, "some ponies do put work first after all."

"So that's Spike?" Vincent asked Twilight, pointing at the baby dragon, "Name's Vincent van Colt, by the way." Then he spotted a familiar light blue unicorn filly trotting over to him.

"Hey, big brother," Fictionary said in excitement, "I've just met some of the ponies who have come for our belated-'welcome to Ponyville' party, and they really are that friendly!"

"She's your sister?" Twilight asked, confused.

"Our mother's a Pegasus, and our father's a unicorn," Vincent explained, "I suppose you could say I'm part-unicorn."

"Oh, that makes sense," said Twilight, "surprised you didn't mention your parents earlier, Vincent."

"Ah, yes, I suppose I forgot," Vincent admitted, feeling a little sheepish. Inside he didn't want to be reminded of his parents' unfortunate death, but didn't say so in front of everypony.

Nopony must know, he thought, it's best Fictionary and I only kept it to ourselves only.

Once again, Vincent was deep in thought, and didn't watch where he was walking. This time, he bumped into a purple Earth pony mare with green eyes, a bright pink and white mane and three flowers for her cutie mark.

"Oh, careful!" she called, "Almost spilled my cider."

"Sorry, miss," said Vincent, "it's been happening to me a lot today. Anyway, I'm Vincent van Colt, and here," he pulled Fictionary towards him, "is my younger sister, Fictionary. Our mother's a Pegasus and our dad's a unicorn, just so you know."

"I see," said the mare, shaking hooves with Vincent, "I'm Miss Cheerilee. I teach young colts and fillies at the Ponyville Schoolhouse. Is Fictionary educated?"

"She was mostly home-schooled when we lived in Liverhoof," Vincent explained, "our parents were very busy, so she's my biggest responsibility, and I care for her deeply like a big brother should. It's very stressful for me, considering my new position as Ponyville artist, but somepony's gotta take care of her."

"Perhaps I could enroll Fictionary at the schoolhouse and teach her," suggested Miss Cheerilee, "then it can be much less stressful for you."

Vincent thought about it for a moment; he looked over to Fictionary, who smiled big.

"Don't worry about me," she said, "I'm sure I'll make lots of friends at the school, but you'll always be my best friend, Vinny."

Vincent smiled, and then turned back to Miss Cheerilee.

"I don't see the problem with it," he said, "she'd be more than happy to come."

"Excellent!" said Miss Cheerilee happily, and then looked down to Fictionary, "School starts for you first thing on Monday. Don't be late!"

"Oh, wow!" said Fictionary, "I get to go to school! This'll be great fun for me!"

Vincent smiled again, chuckling quietly at his younger sister's excitement. Normally young foals would hate going to school, at least from his experience, but Fictionary loved the idea and he couldn't blame her.

"Make sure you make the right choices," he told her kindly, but firmly, "I don't want to make a visit just because my only sister got into a fight!"

"Oh, you," Fictionary giggled, playfully punching him on the foreleg.

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Within the following week, Fictionary had gotten supplies she needed for school and was more than ready to start learning when Monday morning came.

"Off to the schoolhouse, off to the schoolhouse," she sang, "and I'm going to learn stuff and make some new friends!"

She arrived at the Ponyville Schoolhouse, a small dark pink building with a dark red roof. Eagerly, Fictionary skipped inside, a big smile on her face.

"Good morning, Miss Cheerilee," she called.

"Oh, good morning, Fictionary," her new teacher replied, "you're looking especially cheery, and I'm hardly surprised."

"I really am," Fictionary smiled, "it's my first day and I can hardly wait to learn!"

"Well, class starts in a few minutes, so you won't have to wait long."

Soon enough, young colts and fillies were at their seats, except Fictionary, who stood by Miss Cheerilee's desk.

"Everypony," said Miss Cheerilee, "we have a new student in our class today. Why don't you introduce yourself?"

"Name's Fictionary van Colt," said Fictionary without hesitation, "my older brother Vincent runs the Metrostallion House of Art. Feel free to come there any time you like!"

As she talked, the other foals got very interested, except for two, who acted like she wasn't there at all.

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Later that day, Fictionary and the other foals were outside on the playground. She walked over to three fillies. One of them was a light yellow Earth pony with amber eyes, a light red mane and tail, and a pink bow; her name is Apple Bloom. Another was an orange Pegasus with lavender eyes and a purple mane and tail; her name is Scootaloo. The third was a white unicorn filly with green eyes a purple and pink mane and tail; her name is Sweetie Belle. Like Fictionary, none of the three fillies had cutie marks.

"Hey girls," Fictionary called to them, "what's happenin'?"

"Oh, hi Fictionary," said Sweetie Belle. She and Fictionary had met at Vincent's "welcome to Ponyville" party, but she hadn't introduced her friends properly. "These are my friends Apple Bloom and Scootaloo."

"Nice to meet ya both."

"Gee golly," said Apple Bloom, "ya haven't got a cutie mark!"

"Not yet, but I don't mind," Fictionary smiled.

"Gee, you should be our fifth Cutie Mark Crusader!" said Scootaloo.

"Fifth?" Fictionary was puzzled. "But there's three of you… four if you count me."

"Naw, my cousin Babs Seed from Manehattan's the fourth member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders," Apple Bloom explained, "we had a bit of a run in with her at first, but now we're one anothers' favorite cousin! Right now, she's startin' her own branch of the Cutie Mark Crusaders in Manehattan."

"Oh, I see," said Fictionary, "that makes sense. But anyway, what's this Cutie Mark Crusader thing?"

"It's our organization for colts and fillies who've yet to obtain their cutie marks," said Scootaloo, "wanna join? We can lead you to our clubhouse after school."

"Yeah, sure, why not?" Fictionary grinned, "I'm all up for it!"

"The new filly's first day, and she's already friends with the three blank flank losers? Puh-leaze!"

Sweetie Belle, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo groaned; they knew one of those voices all to well. Two earth ponies walked up to the quartet with smug looks on their faces. One of them was light pink with light blue eyes, a purple and white mane and tail, she wore a crown on her head, and her cutie mark was of said headgear; her name is Diamond Tiara.

Her acquaintance was light gray with purple eyes, had a pale gray mane and tail with a pink hairbraid, wore a pearl necklace and blue glasses, and her cutie mark was a silver spoon with a pink heart on the handle; her name is Silver Spoon. It was Diamond Tiara who said the insult.

"Yeah, these 'blank flanks' are my new friends," Fictionary said to them, "you have a problem with that?"

"Oh, yes, our problem is why you'd want to be friends with those losers," snapped Diamond Tiara.

"Cause, personally, I don't care what you say about me or my friends," said Fictionary bravely, "if you don't like others for what they are or how they look, I suggest you don't talk to me or them ever again. Comprende?"

Colts and fillies who were watching looked at each other in surprise; somepony with no cutie mark was standing up to somepony rotten as Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon? Last time the Cutie March Crusaders saw it happen was when Babs Seed stood up to them before she went back to Manehattan, and the snobs ended up in a mud puddle with a pig.

Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon scowled, but backed off.

"Whatever," scoffed Silver Spoon, "but have it your way." She and Diamond Tiara walked off. Shortly after, there was high praise for Fictionary.

"Way to go, Fictionary!" cheered one called Dinky Doo.

"You certainly stood up to them good," praised another called Noi.

"You're an example to us all," commended a third called Aura.

"Gee, thanks for defendin' us against Diamond Tiara an' Silver Spoon," said Apple Bloom.

"Ah, it was nothin'," Fictionary smiled modestly, "you'd think I'd sit there and let them torment you? No way!"

"You're a real great pal to be around," said Scootaloo.

"I really like how brave you are," agreed Sweetie Belle.

"Ya know, girls, you three and I are gonna get along just fine," smiled Fictionary.

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So now Vincent's met up with the Mane Six (he did meet with Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Rarity and Applejack; you just didn't see it!) and Spike, as well as a few others. And now Fictionary's made fast friends with the Cutie Mark Crusaders, and stood up to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon! I know this chapter and the last had more dialogue than action, but trust me; there'll be more action to come. :)