"It's nice to meet you with full memory, Crimson Hammer." Twilight said, holding out a hoof.

He shook her hoof and did the same for Rainbow, who had also put out her hoof.

"So are you gonna tell us what you learned?" asked Rainbow Dash.

"No." replied Crimson Hammer.

"Ah, come-on! I'm dying to know about you! Please…."

"Honestly, Rainbow Dash. I said I wouldn't, and I won't! And you only now think about getting to know me? Before last night, you weren't this inquisitive."

"That's because you didn't know anything! Now you do, so it's completely different." Rainbow Dash yelled at him.

"Ah, so you took a stallion, who didn't know what he was doing, into your house, and made him have sex with you?"

"Well… it sounds bad when you say it like that…" She paused, her eyes widened, "Wait, you mean… last night. You didn't know what you were doing?"

"No, of course not."

Rainbow Dash's jaw hit the floor; stunned. Twilight took the opportunity to enter the conversation.

"Well, regardless of what happened between you and Rainbow, I would still like to know more about you."

"Yes. I know. The answer is still no, if only to infuriate you."

Twilight almost cried tears of frustration, "WHY!"

"The Forgemaster told me you were like this, and how much you irritated him. I see now that he was right."

Her fury momentarily forgotten, she said, "You met The Forgemaster? Where is he!"

"Yes, I met him. He was traveling through the Everfree Forest; he's traveling and won't be back for several weeks."

"Argh, I wanted to ask him questions! Do you know that he gave me a punishment of not being able to ask him questions, for a whole month?"

"Yes, he mentioned it." Crimson Hammer frowned at Twilight, "Have you never thought of simply waiting until he trusts you enough to tell you his story?"

She doesn't respond as he walks past her and onto the street. Rainbow dash doesn't respond either, as she is lost in the realm of possibility that is her imagination. She was thinking about how good Crimson Hammer was in bed, and if that was him not knowing what to do, just imagine what he could do now that he did know what he was doing! She resolved to seduce Crimson Hammer once more at the soonest possibility. However, she couldn't move just now, as she was having the most wondrous day-dream…

*Outside*

Crimson Hammer, also known as The Forgemaster, walked down the streets of Ponyville. He was fascinated by all he saw, while he knew just about everything, it was always interesting to see things from a new prospective. Especially literally! Previously, he had seen everything through the eyes of an adult human, 7 feet off of the ground and looking down at everything he saw, now he was a pony, albeit an above-average sized pony, and much shorter than he was used to. This change in stature enabled him to see things that previously eluded him.

Apparently, the change in body also affected his mind. His thinking processes have changed, and he wanted his old methods back! Before, he had seen things through the cold, calculating gaze of an engineer; a creator. Now he sees things differently, and he does not welcome the change. However, the thing that frightened him the most, if one could call it fear, is not how his thinking had changed, but what, exactly, the changes had made him think! For instance, he found himself identifying the sexual characteristics of nearby mares and subconsciously evaluating them as potential mates. Any human in this position would feel the same as he did, for while he was pony on the outside, on the inside he was very much human. He was revolted by the thoughts this new body's instincts forced upon him, as any human who didn't wish to mate with animals would feel.

As he was contemplating the revolt his subconscious had undertaken, a new sensation passed through him. It announced its presence, and its displeasure, with a loud grumbling sound; emanating from his stomach. Apparently, his breakfast had not been enough. Another change he had noticed was greatly increased metabolism. It was probably unique to pegasi, however, as they would need much energy to stay afloat, magic or no magic.

His subconscious and he were finally agreeing on one thing: food is required.

The closest place to find adequate food just happened to be, Applejack's stall. He approached and was greeted warmly by the orange mare.

"Are yah new to Ponyville? I haven't seen yah before so yah must be. Here, all new ponies in Ponyville git one free Apple Fritter."

He grinned, mentally, at her choice of words, showing nothing on his face, however, as-per-usual. He said, "What about griffons? Do they get a free fritter?"

"Well, o' course they do! Why wouldn't they?" the confused farmer pony said.

"You said that all new ponies received an Apple Fritter, you did not say anything about the other species."

With a glare, she said, "Do yah want the thang, or not?"

He nodded, and got exactly one Apple Fritter in return.

Making sure he was still close to the stall, he ate it slowly. As he finished it, he got exactly what he expected: a question from Applejack.

"So how was it?" she asked, less angrily than the last time she spoke.

He smiled, and took pains to use exactly the same word as said last time, "It was fine."

The look that came over her face was priceless, he hadn't been looking at her the last time he had been here; he had merely been on the receiving end of her anger. He was anxious to see how this would play out in his new form.

She glared at him, and forcefully restrained herself, and then spoke, "Yah know, the last time some-pony called one o' mah fritters 'fine', I was upset with him." She then grinned ruefully, and chuckled, "Learned an important lesson that day; 'Never mess with some-pony you don't know; they might just win the fight.'"

He was stunned: someone had actually learned a lesson? It was almost unheard of!

"You could also say that you learned not to under-estimate some-pony." He said, taking care to use the correct terminology, while taking a slight jab at her.

She grinned once more and laughed, "Yeah, I guess yah could say that. He didn't actually fight me, yah know, just let mah know that if 'e wanted tah, he couldah hurt me.

He grinned at her, "I'm sure The Forgemaster enjoyed the experience, too."

He took off and quickly flew away before she could get over her shock.

She hadn't actually mentioned The Forgemaster, but the colt knew about the incident nonetheless. She couldn't shake the feeling that the colt had just tested her on something, and that she had passed. She blew out a sigh of relief, at least she had passed.

He found himself in another part of Ponyville, far from either the library or Sugarcube Corner. That, however, didn't stop the pink mare from finding him all the same. She announced her presence with a loud gasp, and a tackle.

"Oh my gosh, who are you? I don't know you, so that means you're new, and if you're new, that means you haven't had your party yet, and if you haven't had your party yet, that means that I have to go set up the party! What's your name!"

"My name is Crimson Hammer; may we have the party at my house?"

"OF COURSE!" she exploded.

The mare then immediately sprinted away, defying physics all the way home.

Crimson Hammer then stood up and dusted himself off.

'How is she going to hold a party on a cloud-house? Pinkie Pie has been solved: with logic.' He thought.