While Snake Eyes slept upstairs, the pub started talking once again.

"That was mighty nice of you to give that stranger a drink, Ginger Gold," said one of the stallions when the yellow mare came downstairs.

"Wouldn't you do the same?" Ginger Gold asked.

"I wouldn't waste my hard earned bits, is what I would have done." Said another stallion.

"Why don't you just try to picture walking the Mild West in his horseshoes?" Ginger replied. "Maybe you would get a lovin' wife then."

"You hold your tongue there," erupted a large, blue Mare. "I don't like your tone."

"What are you gonna do, Zofia? Kick him otta' town, just like you did to Gabriel?" stormed Ginger Gold.

Zofia, taken aback, said her reply with force.

"You listen here, little one. If I don't get that stallion otta town by Sunday," Zofia thought for a moment "He can take my position as Sheriff of Appleloosa."

The room fell silent for the second time that night. Ginger Gold's eyes widened as she thought of something to go against Zofia's remark. At the same time, however, she thought about Gabriel, the poor stallion that had to leave for simply insulting Zofia. Ginger Gold left the pub with tears in her eyes.

The next morning, Snake Eyes awoke slowly. A beautiful Friday morning. He stood up, put on his cloak, and set off for the day.

His first initial reaction was to skip out of town, but he wanted to explore. And he also wanted to find the generous pony who gave him his late-night drink. So, he left the Inn and looked around the town with his hood up.

There was something going on every which-way he looked. Ponies selling apple pies, apple fritters, apple muffins, apple doughnuts, and pretty much everything else you can think of that has an apple in it. As much as he wanted a delicious apple pie, Snake Eyes knew that he needed to find a job, just for a couple weeks. Enough to get a ticket for the train, and get to Manehattan ASAP.

Despite all of the dirty looks Snake Eyes received from Appleloosa's population, he still asked ponies for work, from door to door, getting rejected every time he asked. 'Was everypony in town last night?' Thought Snake Eyes. Depressed, he went back to the Inn, took a seat at the farthest table away from the door.

While he was enjoying a cup of cider, a blue mare approached him with two stallions, all three uniformed in a brown jacket and cowboy hat. The blue mare started to speak.

"So, mister, we were just wondering, well," She gave him a sarcastic smile, "What do you want from our village?"

Snake Eyes let his hood fall just enough for his horn and eyes to be seen, while remaining silent.

"A unicorn;" one of the stallions behind the blue mare said; " Haven't seen one a' you since Gab-"

"Hush!" snapped the other stallion. Snake Eyes felt amused, letting a grin show this feeling.

"What's your name; blue one?" Snake Eyes asked curiously. Not to be threatening, of course. Snake Eyes was just simply wondering what the mare was called. But, the said mare wasn't amused.

"The name's Zofia, Sheriff of Appleloosa. I ask again, what do you want from my beloved village?"

Simply not knowing the answer, Snake Eyes let his eyes wander, and while doing so, he noticed a dagger on the left-hoof side of the one called Zofia. He could make out the handle, with intricate design of a dragon on the pommel.

"That pretty dagger," Snake Eyes said, raising his head a bit.

"Yea, pops said he slit the throats of about fifteen bandits, thugs, and muggers in this town, while he was sheriff, of course." said Zofia with pride, then eyeing the traveler in black. "You looking to be number sixteen, pardner?" spat Zofia.

Taken aback, Snake Eyes thought of just turning tail and running, but if there was one thing one should never do, his father told him, was to not show your enemy you are scared. So, Snake Eyes did what he knew best; he let a bit of his angry side take over.

"Listen, Miss. I do not, I repeat do not want any trouble from anypony here. All I want is a nice place to stay for the day." Snake Eyes said abruptly.

"Well, I'm afraid I cannot allow that, pardner." Zofia said with a grin, grabbing the dagger.

"Put that away, you don't scare me." lied Snake Eyes.

"Try me." Zofia whispered, bringing the dagger down, landing inches away from Snake Eye's hoof holding the cider. Again, the Inn fell silent.

Getting more and more frightened, Snake Eyes started letting his anger take more control. He levitated the dagger, pointing it right at the stallion on the left, and let it fly.

The Dagger flew faster than the speed of sound. Before anypony could realize it, the dagger was stuck on the opposite wall. with the hat pinned against it.

Snake Eyes was surprised at what he did, though he did not show it, and he started walking out the door, leaving a bunch of open-mouthed ponies in the Inn.

Leaving the Inn, Snake Eyes thought he was clever for coming up with that. Just then, the yellow mare from last night ran at Snake Eyes.

"Hi" she said, gasping for air, "I(more gasping) am Ginger (even more gasping) Gold." said the yellow mare, who is now Ginger Gold.

Snake Eyes was surprised by this. Nobody ever ran up to introduce themselves to Snake Eyes, except, of course, what happened about twenty minutes ago. Snake Eyes remained silent.

"What's your name?" asked Ginger Gold.

"They call me... Snake Eyes." said the skeptical Snake Eyes. Snake Eyes didn't want to trust this Mare, for the last time he trusted somepony, it didn't go well.

"Well, I work at the Inn over there, and its full tonight. Where ya gonna sleep?" asked Ginger Gold.

"It was? Hmmm... I guess I can find a spot on the street." said Snake Eyes dreadfully.

"I got a spare room at my brother's house, if ya want it for tonight." Ginger Gold said.

Snake Eyes' face lit up. "Well, thank you ma'am, I would be honored."

"It's just over there," Ginger Gold pointed to a house. "I'm sure Red Gold won't mind."

Author's Notes:

No, this is not leading to a sex scene.