"They should improve these tracks!"

"No shit, Diane."

The statement could be said by the other passengers. The wagons were shaking all over the place, but It could be expected from such fast trip to such far away place.

Mane stood outside of the crate the whole time, while Pinkamena usually stayed inside, being used to the feeling of being inside her basement for many years.
He walked to the door and opened It with some difficulty, allowing a huge wind vortex to storm the place, leaving the place cold like winter.

"MANE! For fucks sake!!! Close the damn door!" Screamed Pinkamena after putting her head out of the box.

In a second, he closed the door pushing his muscles to the limit.
"We can't leave evidence!"

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" She demanded in an angry voice.

"Bread crumbs. The wind washed them away. I don't wanna take any risks." He pointed at the floor.

"Well nice thing you look at details, but the place is now damn cold!"

"Get yourself the blanket! Why do I need to tell you this?"

"Fuck you!" And with that, she went inside the crate and curled in all the pillows and the only blanket.

Feeling tired from the door and staying up all those hours, he climbed inside and looked at her in a cute way.

"Can I have some space in there..?"

"Go to hell..."

"I've already been in there, no need to ask..."

"Tell me then and I'll allow you in."

"Your basement before I showed up in your life and in a dark room for a week left to starve and bleed to death in there... by you..."

"...fair enough..."

She changed position and allowed the stallion inside. The box was not big enough like they expected after all, and both inside was like canned food.
It was cold now, and the box was like a fridge.

"How can you stand in this cold?" She asked shivering angrily.

"I come from the north, and... let's say natural cause."

"Urgh... are you that hot blooded?"

"I guess..."

"Good!"

Pinkamena rolled and rested her head in his chest, along with her body against his. Mane blushed and understood the action, adjusting his position for a better comfort.

"Can I get a pillow for my head?" He asked.

She grabbed one from under her and smacked It in his face. It was still warm, and he putted It behind his head.
Diane rolled again and rested her back in his torso, while Mane kept controlling himself from certain thoughts:
"Keep It for yourself Mane! Keep It for yourself!" He tough will he felt his blood pumping and heartbeat rise.

"Hmm... you are so warm..." She said in delight while snuggling the back of her head in his chest fur.

"You are NOT making it easy!" He screamed in his mind.

"Sorry about that moment ago..."

"Nah, It's ok... I'm used to."

"Oh... Is It because of me?" She looked up at his eyes.

"No, but some of It."

"Sorry again, I don't mean to."

"Again! It's nothing! Just rest if you want..."

"Tell me..." She said, while searching a better position for her legs. "Why do you hide stuff from me..?"

"And why are you so direct?"

"Because that's how I am."

"Well, simply put, you wouldn't be my friend then..."

"What? No... that can't be. You gave me a new life... how could I do that?"

"You see, there are things that are better be left in the past."

"Like what..? Something to do with that weird magic you performed to get us disguised?"

"Like that one, yes."

"Are you a changeling..?" She asked innocently. "I've never seen one."

"No! But I've met one, a really powerful one..."

"Face to face?"

"Nah, by distance. We talked over magic communication..."

"Ohh... How does It feel, being an unicorn anyway?"

"There's a lot about It. Most of the earth ones and the pegasus envy us for our magic, but they have things we don't have unless we train for It."

"Like what?"

"Well, earth ponies have a huge natural strength, but we can go to a gym OR make a spell to enhance our strength While the pegasus can fly, we can... again, make a spell for It, but It requires a lot of our magic and concentration. A bad move and It can blow my back up with a magic explosion..."

"Sounds dangerous, can you do it?"

"Yes but for a veeery short time..."

"I like pegasi. I find their wings cute and fluffy..."

"Oh..." He sighed in a sad tone.

"Something wrong?" She looked up again and their eyes met.

"Nothing. Just, erm... things in my head."

"If you say so. Now stand still, you are warm and comfy..."

He left a small giggle escape and looked up in to the wagon's steel ceiling, shoving away his sad thoughts.
And for a moment, something made him look back and he caught Pinkamena passing her fingers in his leather jacket, which she looked at him and putted her hand away in a scared expression.
She flinched expecting an angry time out, but he stood silent.

"Y-you're not gonna scream at me..?" She dared to ask.

"I got tired of It. From all the times I saw you touching It."

"Sorry..."

"Don't be. I know the word curiosity as well..."

"It's a nice jacket."

"Thank you."

"Why can't I touch It?"

"It has a meaning for me... a really deep one..."

"Can I know..?"

"Well. In that case, since we are here, bored without knowing what to do, I guess I can tell, but you must be aware of something."

"What is It?"

"Remember that time I told my story when you had me tied up? It was all fake..."

"You fucking liar..." She sighed in anger.

"But some parts were true."

"Whatever, just tell me..."

"You see... I never met my parents. I'm pretty much an orphan..."

"Oh my... I'm sorry..."

"It's alright... anyway. The few relatives I ever met was my grandfather, which I met in that bar I took you. Remember that chair you sat one? It was his chair..."

"Really?!" She was surprised.

"Yeah, that table is always reserved for me. Everypony there knows that, and he was also a veteran, but retired. He used to train the newcomers in Everfree Forest, mostly unicorns. I was one of his pupils, and the last one in his life..."

"That means, you saw him until his last second..?"

"Yes..." Mane washed his face when a tear dropped from his eye.

"Don't cry, please... but... what does the jacket have to do with this?"

"This jacket... was... *sniff* his most valuable treasure. And he gave It to me in his very last moments..."

With that, Mane started crying and sobbing, taking his hands to the face.
Diane comforted him, hugging his body and starting to cry too.

"You know Mane... *sob* we share pretty much the same..."

"uh..?"

"I had a family at least. A good dad... a wonderful mom... and nice sisters... *sniff* even if our lives were hard, they gave me a good childhood... *sniff* and I decided to abandon them along with my paranoia..."

"It's not your fault, sweety..." He comforted, while petting her head. "You had a issue, and I helped you..."

"Mane... please tell me something..."

"What..?"

"Am I helping you with yours?" She looked at him in the eyes.

"You are since we met..." And he hugged her.

She accepted the act and hugged back, sneaking a small kiss in his cheek while crying along with him.

"We are soul brothers..." She whispered.

"If you wanna call that..."

He pulled a bottle of lemon iced-tea and drank from It, and offered to Diane which accepted.
Moments later, they calmed down and stood in silence the whole time, while Pinkamena kept eating the sandwiches until she was happy, leaving bread crumbs in the blanket, and Mane killing his thirst for a strong drink by drinking the rest of the juices.

"We should arrive in some hours... we better get some sleep..." He commented.

"I agree..."