Adventures of a Fisherpony

In the Golden Oaks Library a purple alicorn mare was hard at work as she walked back and forth organizing her books on the shelves.  The mare had a straight dark purple mane with a single pink streak that went through it, her tail in a similar straight and plain style that was perfectly identical to her mane and she wore a purple, short sleeved button-up shirt, along with a pair of black dress pants.

She hummed to herself as she kept sorting the books on the shelves, only to have her train of thought interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Spike can you get the door please? I have to reshelve these books!” she shouted to catch the attention of her young assistant.

“Just a minute Twi!”

A young purple dragon with green spikes and frills. who couldn’t be more than four and a half feet tall walked into the room, he was dressed in a pair of green shorts and a purple t-shirt with a green flame on the front of it.  He walked to the entrance of the library and opened it to greet the visitor, looking up at the tall brown stallion and offering a friendly greeting.

“Good morning! Is there something we can help you with?” he smiled looking up at the fisherman who looked around for the voice until looking straight down at the young dragon.  After a brief pause of silence the fisherpony dropped his fishing pole and bucket as his jaw dropped, staring in wonder at the young whelp.

“WHOA! A REAL LIVE DRAGON! This is so cool!” he kneeled down to look the young dragon right in the eye and started looking him all over in wonder and chuckled as he stood up and picked the young dragon up.

“I’ve never seen a dragon before! Only heard about them in stories and seen pictures of them……ya know they make your kind to be a lot bigger in stories?.....” Cod rambled on as he held the boy up, who’s face had a very unamused frown on it.

“Hey buddy mind putting me down?.....Don’t really like being held by strange stallions.” Spike said as the stallion set him down.

“Oh….hehe sorry about that…..so do you run this library by your self little guy?......I was told somepony named Twilight lived here….and Twilight doesn’t sound like a dragon’s name…..or a boy’s name…..You are a boy dragon ain’t ya?” Cod asked scratching the back of his head.

“Spike who’s at the door?”  Twilight chimed in as she walked to the door and saw the young dragon looking uncomfortable as the stallion ogled at him like he was the most interesting thing in the entire world.

“Uhm I think this weirdo is looking for you Twi, I’ll leave him in your hands.” He gave Cod another cautious glance before walking in the direction of the kitchen.

“Whoooo! Pa was right about dragons havin’ quite an attitude!  Fiesty little fella!” Cod laughed as he slapped his knee watching the young dragon walk off.

“Well he hasn’t had his nap yet and tends to get grumpy….Anyways I’m Twilight Sparkle, you were asking for me?” she asked giving the stallion a quick once over with her gaze, as if to size him up.  Cod looked at her and scratched his head as if the thought had entirely escaped him before he snapped his fingers and a smile dawned upon his face.

“Oh right! I’m a travelin’ fisherman an’ Pa told me that the rivers and lakes here were perfect fer fishin’! But I’m a bit lost an’ some mare named Applejack sent me here thinkin’ you might know where I can find the lakes I’m lookin’ fer.  Ya wouldn’t happen to know where I could find a lake where I could catch some bass would ya?” he explained to her, and in the blink of an eye she was already at one of her book shelves pulling out a book on Equestrian lakes in the area of Ponyville.

“This book should help you.  If you want you can stay for a while and rea-”

“Done!” he said as he handed the book back to her with a smile, leaving Twilight standing there dumbfoundedat how quickly he had found what he needed in the book.

“I’m sorry?” she asked with a confused tone

“I found what I needed, yer book said I can find a river that runs through some place called the Everfree into Ponyville fer trout, a lake just on the outskirts of Sweet Apple Acres fer catfish an’ bass, an’ a pond near the park fer hybrid striped bass.  Well it was nice meetin’ ya an’ all but I got some fishin’ to get to.” Cod smiled and grabbed his fishing pole and bucket and went off on his merry way, leaving a shocked alicorn behind.

H-he….he found all that in just a few seconds of skimming through the book? It took me at least half an hour to find that out on my own…..I better keep an eye on this one.

Cod whistled to himself as he walked through the town and stopped as he saw the tell tale sparkle of a bit on the ground, smiling and bending over to grab it.

“Well I guess this is my lucky day!” just as he grabbed onto the bit he felt a foreign prodding at his backside causing him to fall over onto his face, a loud ripping being heard from his jeans.

“Oh my are you alright?!”  the sound of a eloquent and feminine voice reached his ears as he sat up and rubbed his snout, looking up to see a white unicorn mare with an elegantly curled purple mane and tail, wearing a white dress shirt that wrapped tightly around a generous bust and a knee length black pencil skirt that made her look somewhat like the hot teacher all the colts wanted to get with in high school.

“Uh….yeah I’ll be fine, had worse falls and tumbles in my day.” Cod replied as he stood up and brushed his jeans off, taking note of the near rip at the knee.

“Oh my, your jeans! They must have torn when you fell over darling! Come now you simply MUST let me mend them.” She said grabbing a hold of the stallion’s hand and dragged him off in the direction of her boutique.

“N-no really Miss, no trouble at all they have more rips an’ tears in em’ anyhow so what’s it mat-”

“I will not take no for an answer darling, think of it as my way of apologizing for knocking you over.” She cut in before he could finish speaking.

Perhaps I can do something about that mane and tail as well….ugh so dreadfully unkempt!

The bell to the front door of Carousel Boutique rang as it swung open and the fashionista pushed the young stallion inside.

“Come now dear no time to waste I simply must repair these pants for you, now go behind the curtain over there and take them off.” She instructed pushing him behind the curtain and standing just outside.

“Uhm you really don’t have to do this, there are more rips and tears than possible to fix in these old jeans, I’ve had em’ fer years.” Cod replied from behind the curtain.

“Oh how bad could they be?” she replied as she heard the sound of a zipper and then saw the jeans being held out to her, upon closer inspection she shuddered at how many holes and tears were actually in the jeans. “Oh…..perhaps you are right dear…..we will have to just make you a brand new pair from scratch, now come on out so I can get your measurements dear….uhm what was your name by the way?”

“Oh, ya can just call me Cod Piece, and….is it really necessary we do the measurements while I’m in my boxers? Little embarassin’ wouldn’t ya say?” Cod asked from behind the curtain.  Causing the mare to roll her eyes and reach behind the curtain and grabbing the stallion’s hand to drag him out.

“Oh come now, the more time you waste standing around the longer it’ll take for em to get your new pants made.  And you may call me Rarity dear.” She said as her horn glowed, levitating a measuring tape over to her hands which she then started measuring the stallions waist and legs.

“Well I really appreciate this Miss Rarity, but ah don’t think I’ll have the bits to pay fer a brand new custom made pair of jeans, only brought enough bits to keep me fed fer a while while on this trip.” He scratched the back of his head sheepishly as she continued to take his measurements.

“Don’t you worry about it darling, this is free of charge, it is simply a way to show I am sorry for not paying attention to where I was walking, your snout must hurt from hitting it on the ground afterall.  I must ask though, what exactly are you traveling for?”

“I’m a fisherman, Pa told me bout this town bein’ near some great areas fer fishin’ an’ I just had to make the trip here.” Cod replied in a matter of fact tone, trying to ignore how close Rarity’s hand was to his crotch as she measured his inseam/

“Oh….well I can’t stand anything like fish or anything…dirty... but I suppose if it’s what you enjoy.” She said as she stood up and set the measuring tape aside after writing the last of his measurements down on a notepad.  “Now you wait here while I go make your new pants.” She said as she walked off into the other room, leaving a half dressed Cod Piece standing around.

“Am I ever gonna get to fish today?” he asked nobody in particular.

After about twenty minutes of just standing around in his boxers Rarity entered the room carrying a brand new pair of jeans in her hands, which she handed to Cod with a smile.

“Try these on darling, I am sure you will not be displeased.” She said as she watched waiting for him to put on the new denim trousers.  Cod shrugged and stuck his legs into the jeans and pulled them up, zipping the fly and fastening the button, giving a few experimental leg lifts and a couple steps around, gaining a satisfied smile.

“Well I’ll be damned, these are just as comfortable as my old jeans! Maybe even a bit more.  I can’t thank you enough Miss Rarity.” He smiled as he grabbed her hand firmly in his and gave it a hearty shake, causing her to slightly blush from the sudden contact but shake his hand back.

“Oh think nothing of it darling, just try not to let these ones get ripped and torn up so much or I might take offense.” she teased as he released her hand and started to gather his things.

“Well I hate to just run on ya ma’am but I gotta get goin’ if I want to get some fishin’ in by sundown. I’ll make sure to tell everpony I know about ya if they need some new clothes.” He said as he exited the boutique giving Rarity a final wave before shutting the door behind him.

Rarity chuckled and shook her head watching him leave. As she let her thoughts wander a bit.

Well he isn’t so bad for being a backwoods stallion, still wish I could have done something about his mane though, ugh I thought I could see rats scurrying around in there…