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Nobody reading this is going to get that date joke, but trust me, It's funny..

Just got back from a town called 'Ponyville' which is strange in of itself. Like calling a place 'Human Town'.

I met a lot of interesting ponies, including all the element bearers. Applejack, Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie.

They were... nice.

The pink one, Pinkie Pie, was very confusing, even after she stopped running in fear from Luna. I could have sworn I saw her break the laws of physics at some point, pulling a cake from... somewhere in her mane. A full size cake. It was larger than her head and mane put together!

She wasn't even a unicorn!

Twilight explained it to me as, “It's Pinkie. Don't think about it.”

I'm starting to think that was very wise advice.

...And I somehow ended up with a really nice formal suit? I'm still not entirely sure how that happened. I was talking to the white unicorn, Rarity, and mentioned somewhere in passing that I didn't own any clothes.

She looked horrified and before I knew it, I'm in her shop getting my measurements taken.

The next day, before we headed back to Canterlot, she showed up and handed me a really, really nice black suit.

Very classy, and what's worse, she refused to allow me to pay for it! Said that if I told people where I got it from that was enough.

Well, she was the bearer of the element of generosity I guess.

So it's now being stored in my wardrobe. The only clothes I own other than a couple of scarfs for the winter. I really should get something else... a hat or something to keep the rain off my head at least.

My force-field is not quite good enough yet to keep the rain out for more than a couple of minutes without recasting, but I am getting better, so soon enough the point will be rather moot anyway.

In other news, I just managed to finish writing 'The Empire Strikes Back'. At least the rough draft. Now I have to go back through and edit the damn thing, something I didn't really fully do on the first book. Sure, it turned out fine and the editor at the publisher did a great job, but there were some word choices I didn't catch as Luna had it printed before I got it back to revise what the editor did.

My magic butt tattoo might make stuff like grammar and spelling a lot easier as well as make things flow better, but I still need to do this right.

This is the critical book in the series and I do NOT want to fuck up 'that' scene. You might have read it by now, so you know what I'm talking about. At least you do if I didn't screw it up.

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“Hey Page.”

“AHH!”

I almost fell off the chair as the Pegasus dropped down next to me with no warning, “Damn it, Cloud! Are you trying to scare the life out of me!?”

Fucking featherbrain!

He chuckled, “Sorry.”

I took a deep breath and turned back, looking out over the country stretching out beneath the city. I could even see what might be ponyville far into the distance.

“What are you doing?” He asked and picked up one of the papers. I reached out with my magic, snatching it from his grip before he could read anything.

“My next book. Which you can read with everyone else when it come out, I'm editing.”

He 'ahhed' and then nodded before he frowned, “I really should get around to reading your first one. I heard it's good. My sister loves it, but I'm more of a Daring Doo person.”

I couldn't help but feel slightly pleased at that.

“It 'is' a adventure book. You might like it.” I told him with a shrug, “So why exactly did you feel like scaring a couple years off my life, featherbrain?”

Thunder Cloud grinned, “Was looking to get some practice in, but Father and Swift Spear are both busy. You are the only non-guard pony I know that doesn't shy away from being able to hit me with a stick. Even the others in the practice class have problems following through with their strikes even if they might be better than you in actual technique.”

That was likely my humanity showing through. Ponies really did have a aversion from hurting others... humans have that as well, but theirs is stronger. Our teacher said that it could be a problem and might take a year or more to train away. Another reason for the class before being accepted to proper guard training.

The Guard was a defensive force and violence was VERY rare, the crime rate in Equestria was almost utopian and what did happen was very rarely violent. But it did happen so they needed to be prepared. And that's not even accounting for the occasional monster attack.

“That's because they don't know you as well as I do. If they did, they would hit you with sticks too.”

“Yea... hey!”

Chuckling I rose, starting to pack my notes up, “Come on, Birdy. Let's go then, I can continue this tonight.”