Frozen Soul

  “Well, looks like there’s nothing left to do today,” Twilight said, after she got back from the desk.

  “I know! Let’s throw a party!” Pinkie Pie screamed.

  “Not in the mood for one,” Frostbite replied calmly.

  “Not in the mood? But we need to welcome you to Ponyville! No one comes here without a welcome party! And a party would turn that frown upside down!”

  “Pinkie, just stop,” Frostbite said tiredly.

  “Awwww, please?” Pinkie pleaded.

  Frostbite simply starred back with eyes that said ‘leave me alone.’

  “Pinkie, if he doesn’t want a party, he doesn’t,” Twilight said.

  “But at least let me make cupcakes for him!” Pinkie replied with puppy eyes.

  “Alright, Pinkie,” Twilight said.

  Frostbite stayed quiet for several minutes before Rainbow Dash decided to point out. “Hey, Frostbite has something for Cloudchaser,” Rainbow teased. Frostbite responded with only in an eerie silence.

  “Oh is that so Frostbite? Well, then you must simply get more impressive clothing than those rags,” Rarity implied.

  “What is with you and what clothes other ponies wear?” Frostbite questioned with annoyance in his voice.

  “Frostbite, don’t even get her started,” Apple Jack said before Rarity began speaking.

  “Why?”

  “She’s a fashion freak. She’ll go on about those things until sunset,” Apple Jack explained dramatically.

  “Oh Apple Jack, you really need to keep your temper down,” Rarity said back.

  “Girls, calm down!” Twilight demanded. Both mares quickly went back to being civil.

  Frostbite walked over to where his equipment was laying, took hold of his AS50 sniper rifle, then sat down and went to taking it apart for maintenance. He removed the .50 caliber bullets from the magazine for safety, then ejected the bullet inside the chamber. Afterwards, he removed the scope from the railing on the top of the bullet chamber.

  “Oh, I forgot to ask. Why do you have that small telescope on that thing?” Twilight asked as she took notice of it.

  “It’s so I can see my target from a far distance,” Frostbite replied without losing concentration on his work.

  “Target?”

  “These ‘things’ are projectile launchers, such as a crossbow, but more accurate, powerful, and faster in many ways. Not to mention the projectile is much smaller.”

  “But, why carry such a large one if you clearly have a much more compact version in your pocket?” Twilight asked, pointing at the USP .45.

  “That isn’t called a pocket, it’s a holster. And the reason is because the larger ones are either more accurate or carry heavier fire power.”

  “Considering we now know those are weapons, we should hold on to them,” Twilight said, attempting to use her magic to take the firearms away from Frostbite, only to be interrupted.

  “Well considering you don’t know how to handle these things, I’m pretty sure it’s much safer if I hold on to them,” Frostbite replied harshly.

  “Well how do we know you won’t use them for something evil like take over Ponyville with them?” Rainbow Dash asked as if he was a criminal.

  “Rainbow Dash, how many times do I have to tell you to lay off!?” Apple Jack yelled at her friend.

  “Don’t worry, I’ve handled worse,” Frostbite said grimly as he continued to check the interior of his rifle.

  “Rainbow Dash, give him a chance, he only woke up a few hours ago,” Twilight said, trying to calm her friend.

  “Has it been that long?” Frostbite questioned, looking at the cock that read 8 o’ clock.

  “Yep, time sure does fly,” Twilight said sheepishly.

  “Well, I’d better be going back to the farm, see ya,” Apple Jack said as she left the library.

  “Yeah, we’d better be going too,” Rainbow Dash said, then looked at Frostbite, “I’m keeping my eye on you.” The other mares left the library, leaving Twilight with Frostbite.

  “There’s a guest bed that I’ll get out, but first I need to see where Spike is,” Twilight said.

  Just then, the basement door opened, and out came a small purple dragon with green spikes. “Did somebody call my name?” he asked tiredly.

  “Spike, were you napping in the basement this whole time?” Twilight asked.

  “Yeah, I heard you coming in with the others so I figured you needed some time to talk privately,” Spike replied as he yawned.

  “Well, anyways, this is Frostbite, he’ll be staying with us,” Twilight said as she pointed towards Frostbite.

  “Okay, hey, cool mane.”

  “Thanks,” Frostbite replied as he reassembled the sniper.

  “Oh, and whatever you do Spike, don’t even touch his things over there,” Twilight commanded.

  “Oh, alright,” Spike said as he put down the saddlebag. Twilight went to go retrieve the guest bed while Spike went to go get a snack.

  “This is going to be a long night,” Frostbite said to no one in particular.

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  Cloudchaser flew over to where Thunderlane was doing laps on the court. She stood by waiting for him to finish. Thunderlane saw her and went to a halt to see what she wanted.

  “Hey, Chaser,” Thunderlane said as he went over to her.

  “Hey, um, Thunder, I saw this stallion earlier today, and I kinda, want to meet him personally, do you have any advice for me?” Cloudchaser asked awkwardly.

  Thunderlane thought for a moment, then said, “You know, if you want to get to know him, just be open-hearted to him, he’ll get to like you.”

  “Thanks, but, he seems to be the quiet type, the guy that won’t talk unless he has to kind.”

  “Still, it might work. Hey, he wouldn’t be the new guy in town would he?”

  “How’d you know?”

  “I saw him going to the library with Twilight and her friends. You wouldn’t happen to have seen him at the library, right?”

  “Yeah, that’s actually where I saw him,” Cloudchaser said, rubbing the back of her head.

  “Well, I’ll just go pick up Rumble, see ya. Oh, and good luck,” Thunderlane said as he left for Flitter’s house.

  “Right,” Cloudchaser said as she went to go home for a night’s rest.