Geralt looked at the mess in front of him, then looked at his horn. He remembered how powerful his signs have gotten into this world, which was a good thing, but everything else, not so much. Besides, remembered one thing that he hated with a passion.

I hate portals. He internally growled "Sorry, but there's no way I'm going to do magic."

"Hm?" Big Mac asked, turning his head curiously like that of a dog.

"As much as I like you, there's no way I can any spell at all. I barely know magic." Big Mac stared down at Geralt, giving him a look that said 'Really?'. "I'm new around these parts. Might as well do it the old way. Hold still, Roach!"

"Yes, Master!" Roach replied. Geralt stacked many barrels onto Roach's back. Both Geralt and Big Mac lifted their own barrels, though Mac only carried one from his injury. Slowly & steadily, they made their way back to Canterlot.

They arrived to the Prancing Pony, and Geralt saw something he remembered from the cities back home: some guards surrounding an area while body collectors took the corpses onto a wagon to be taken away. Some of the locals were around, whispering and asking who had done it. The same mare from much earlier was outside, anxiously waiting, but saw the three heading to them.

"You're here!" She cheered, running and stopping near them. "Uh... you're here as well, sir."

"Thanks." Geralt replied sarcastically.

"Big Mac? I see you have the barrels, but where's the wagon?"

"It was crashed. Wheels and sides are broken, all treats smashed. Can vbe fixed, but it's going to take some time."

"...How did it crash?"

"This idiot chased him." Geralt pointed to Roach.

"He's a REAL stallion!" Roach added, giving Big Mac a seductive look. The stallion took a step to the side.

"Shut up, Roach."

"That's no way to talk to a lady, sir." the mare replied, sounding angered.

"Try living with her."

"... fine. Here's your pay, you three." She pulled out a bag that jingled with gold. She stopped as she saw Big Mac. "Oh no! Big Mac, are you alright!?"

"Eeyup." Big Mac simply replied

"Did our friend here help you?"

"Eeyup."

"Did he use magic?"

"Eenope."

"Really? So he helped you carry the stuff back?"

"eeyup."

"Can you make it back to your home?"

"Eeyup."

"Alright, I'm sure you can. When you get home, tell your sister, Applejack, that she should make the delivery next time."

"Eeyup." Geralt shook his head.

Applejack!? He thought to himself This pony is the brother to that mare with the accent and that filly!? Big Mac noticed Geralt's near freaked out look.

"Something wrong?"

...That's the first thing he said. "Uh... no. Just... surprised."

"Surprised?"

"That you're talking... and, almost recently, I saved your sister, Applebloom, from Timberwolves and meet your other sister, Applejack." Big Mac gave him an inquisitive look. "I didn't plan anything at all, just meet the filly when I got here. I was lost and she lead me to her house, where I rested for the night. Nothing else."

"But what about the other mares?" Roach added "And you forgot about the dragon attack that you foolishly let survive, and how you and I got along like a couple! That is, until Big Mac came along, and I wanted to-"

"SHUT UP!!!" Both Big Mac and the other mare stared silently, both surprised looking.

"You... fought that dragon?" The mare asked. Geralt took a deep breath and calmed himself.

"...Can you be specific?"

"Earlier, I saw a dragon fly in the sky. Dragons are normal around these parts, but the way it wore armor was something unheard of, and I saw somepony on it's back. Was... was that you?"

"It was, and I allowed it to live."

"Hold on!" Another pony, this one, a stallion with a red coat & black mane "How do we know this isn't just a wannabe!"

"Yeah!" Another added, this one, a smaller mare with a white coat and a grey mane "How do we know you're not just a phony like the others that say they fought that dragon!" A whole crowd started to gather around Geralt, each asking him the same question and demanding proof that he indeed fought the dragon yesterday. A couple of other creatures stood near Geralt.

"You're a liar!" A pegasus spoke "I'm the one who slayed the beast."

"You never slayed it!" Another one, this one, an earth pony, replied "I held on for dear life!"

"Like you can wield a sword." A unicorn mare added "Magic is where it's at." Geralt stood, silently watching the madness around him as the group of random ponies around him argued that they fought the dragon and slayed it, though he knew what happened  

I'm a Witcher

Fight them.

Show me proof

Go see Twilight Sparkle.

Stay silent.

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