"Come on Heart," Strawbell said as she ran into the barn.

"Coming," I called back to her. "What's so important?"

"It just is, and believe me it with definitely have you coming again." I didn't pick up on the way she said that. When I walked into the barn, she wasn't there.

"All right Strawbell. Where are yo-" I was tackled to the ground, sending my stetson off my head. Luckily my shades didn't come off. I looked up and saw Strawbell laying on top of me.

"Well I've seen you plow fields and you're good at that, but I wonder how good you are at plowing mares?" she said as she licked her lips.

"Strawbell, honey, we really should wait t'll after we're married." I told her. I could of easily got her off me but I didn't want to hurt her.

"Oh come on! I'm sure three days early won't hurt anypony. After all," she leand down a whispered in my ear, "the early bird catches the worm. And this early bird has her eyes on a big long blue worm."

Damn! Why does she have to be so sexy and suductive. Ok Heart, think you can get yourself out of this... Fuck stop looking at me with those beautiful eyes. Uh um ... "If Uncle PichFork catches us he'll... ah..." damn't can't think with those eyes staring at me.

"That old guy? He's down in town selling the corn." Shit... Fuuuuuck! How do you talk your way out of something like this. "Now come on you don't expect to wear these while plowing me?" I really wish she would stop phrasing it like that... Wait what?! She reached for my shades.

"Wait, you know light can damage my eyes!"

"But I want to look into the eyes of my lover as he goes deep inside of me." She took my shades off and stared into my eyes. She quickly jumped off me and backed away.

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I woke up in a cold sweat. No! I'm not going to relive the memory not now, not ever again. I looked out the window, sunrise. Not new for me to get up at sunrise. I got out of bed and went to the restroom. I looked into the mirror at my eyes. My dragon eyes. I shook of the depressing thoughts. No, new life new life. Back in my room I grabbed my stetson and shades. I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Nothing. I just moved in, what makes me think I would have food in the fridge?

Jackie hopped in and looked at me. I reached into my luggage and pulled out a bag of carrots. I gave her one. She started gnawing on it. "Ok Jackie, here's the plan. I'm going to head out, find a place to get breakfast, then find a job. How does that sound?" She stopped and looked at me. "Ok I might stop by the bar." She countinued to stare at me. "Ok! Damn rabbit thing. I'm going to try to talk to Corona. Happy?" She looked back down at the carrot and kept eating. "Stupid rabbit. Don't destroy the house." She jumped on the couch and stared at the small television that came with the house. "Fine. What do ya want to watch?" I picked up the remote. "Disniegh? Hooftoon Network? FalseTV? TVM? XF? Thorn?" She jumped for that one. I turned the T.V. to Thorn. A Thousand and One Ways to Pass was on. Jackie could have jumped for joy. "What's with you and this show?" I looked at the screen. It seems every episode has at least one terrorist or drug dealer being murdered by some yellow earthpony with a scar over his eye. I set the remote down and walked to the door. "See ya later."

I found a nice little diner. It was quaint. I sat down and looked at the menu. A portly old mare walked up to me. "Can I take your order, Hun?"

"Yes. I'll have some prench toast please."

"Sure thing Hun." she looked at me and smiled "Anything to drink?"

"Yes. Black coffee please."

"Sure thing." Then she hobbled away. I sat there for a few minutes when she came back with my food. "Here ya go, Hun."

"Thank ya, uh."

"Then names Coffee Mug, Hun."

"Nice to meet ya. I'm Fire Heart."

"Nice to meet you, Hun."

As she walked away I looked at the guy next to me. "Does she call everypony Hun?"

"No, she calls me Sweety." he said.

"I'm called Muffin." The guy next to Sweety said.

"Somepony new!" I heard yelled from the kitchen.

"Oh boy," Sweety said. "You're about to meet Danny."

"Who's Danny?" I asked as a brown earth stallion with an apron on ran out of the kitchen.

"Hello new guy. Welcome to Danny's Dashing Dinner, I'm Dinner Dashing Danny. Who are you?" He talked so fast.

"Fire Heart."

"Fire Heart. Nice to meet you Fire Heart." He shook my hoof so fast that it felt like he could rip it off. "As it is with all first time customers your meal is..." He stared at me witha big toothy smile, "completely FREEEEEEEE!"

"Really. Thank ya."

"Don't mention it." He's smile quickly left his face. "No seriously, don't mention it. If first timers swarm this place, I'll go backrupt."

"K, nopony hears a word about free food." He's smile quickly returned. He walked back into the kitchen. I looked at Sweety. "What's wrong with him?"

"Nopony knows. We hear he's very similar to his cousin who lives in a town called Ponyville." The thought of two of him scared me.

"Well got to go. Thanks Coffee Mug."

I walked into town hall. "Fire Heart, good to see you again." FrontDesk said as I walked up.

"Hello FrontDesk. Do ya know where I can get a job?"

"Oh yes, let me check." She reached under her desk. "Let's see. Oh there is two job openings one at the bar and another at Danny's Dashing Dinner."

"Well then. Thank ya."

"No problem. How is your house?"

"It's home. See ya."

I walked into the bar. Corona was behind the bar and on the stools there was Ol' Red and a pegusus talking to her. I walked up. "Oh hello Fire Heart," Corona said as I walked up.

"Hey Fire," Ol' Red said.

"Hey," I said. The pegusus stared at me.

"So you're Fire Heart. Corona was just telling me about you." He held out his hoof. "I'm NineMil, chief of police." I looked at Corona. "Oh, I see she's already told you, when you got the tour."

"Sorry," Corona said.

"It's fine. Hey just cause we divorce doesn't mean we aren't still friends." NineMil said.

"Oh, well that's go to hear." I told him.

"So what brings you here?" Corona asked me.

"I'm here about a job."

"Really?"

"Yes. It was either this or working for Danny, and from what I learned at my breakfast he's crazy."

"You didn't get pancakes there did you?" Ol' Red sounded concerned.

"No. Why?"

"Forty years ago he was arrested for killing ponies and baking them into pancakes." NineMil said.

"What! Why is he behind the oven again?!"

"Thirty years of rehabilitation. Relax, he's somewhat sane."

"Ok, so back to the job." Corona changed the subject. "What were your previous occupations?"

"I worked on my uncle's farm all my life."

"Do you know anything about beer?"

"Koltucky has more barrels of bourbon than it does ponies."

"Do you have any references?"

"When I was young my uncle yelled at me and told me to 'Get a Job! You lazy git!'"

"What do you to think?" She asked NineMil and Ol' Red.

"I think he's perfect for the job." Ol' Red laughed.

"I couldn't agree more," NineMil said.

"Well then. Congratulations Fire Heart, you got the job. You start tomorrow." Corona said.

"Really!? That was easy. Thank you."

"Congrats. Drinks on me." Ol' Red said as Corona slid me a beer.

"Thanks." I looked at NineMil. "Wait, what are the police doing in a bar while on duty?"

"The only crime that happens in this town are drunk idiots doing something stupid." NineMil said. "What's with the shades?"

"Eye condition."

"Oh."

We sat there and talked. Suddenly a drunk guy walked up beside me and said, "Hey you look thougth. Fight me."

"Nah I'm good."

"What's amatter? You scared of *hic* getting your ass kicked?"

"No. I'm sitting next to two cops and I don't fell like getting arrested."

"Oh really." He pulled a knife out. "I just *hic* just think your scared."

"Put that knife away, Archy." Ol' Red reached for his gun.

"I'm I talking to *hic* you?" He lunged at me. I quickly moved out of that way and put my hoof on the back of he's head and slammed to against the bar. He fell, unconscious.

I looked at the cops. Ol' Red picked up Archy and put him on his back. "I'm not going to get in trouble for that are I?"

"No, no. Archy is like this. He and his wife must have been fighting again. Sorry about the trouble." NineMil said. He and Ol' Red walked put of the bar.

"Well second day in town, pretty succesful. I got a job, met an ex-murderer, had a knife pulled on me, and got into a bar fight."

"Where did you learn to fight?" Corona asked.

"I grew up with my ten cousins."

"Oh. Wow."