Unpredictable (Balloons)

“Alright, what exactly do you have planned for today, Ms. Twilight?” He could tell that she was faking a friendly smile.

“I just thought that we could relax and read some books in the peace and quiet, and then just talk a bit. Just a normal Saturday for me! Well, before my ascent to royalty, of course.” They did just that, though Twilight often glared at him, apparently expecting him to just pop open with his secrets. Which is ironically and basically exactly what happened.

“Are you just going to stare at me until I come clean?” She was a bit surprised and embarrassed.

“... yes.” She spoke, and then returned to her glare.

“How about we save us a lot of time, and I just say it now.” She was again surprised, only didn't lose her glare.

“You aren't going to believe a single word I say, by the way.” No surprise. Just glare. He rolled his eyes.

“I’m from exactly five years in the future. I teleported 10 years before that using a spell of your creation, and mostly did it specifically to fulfill my dream of becoming your scribe. Any questions?” She looked perplexed.

“Really…?”

“Yes, seriously. If you believe me you’d be the first. I have proof, anyway. I already know you and most of your friends. You are quite prominent in the future, though I only personally met you once. I was born and raised in Canterlot.”

“That’s… not at all what I was expecting. It’s very interesting, too. I made a 10-year time travel spell?!”

“Actually it can go any distance but… wait, you believe me!?”

“Um, yeah, I do. I've seen crazier, you know. Besides, you seem very trustworthy, and I doubt you could lie to a lady.” He blushed a bit, then went back to the conversation.

“Do you think your friends will believe us? It’s quite far-fetched, I know.”

“It’s doubtful that they would think that I was lying, but some might not trust your word, so you better leave the explanation to me.”

“That’s great, I really am glad that I could get that off my chest without repercussion or laughter. There’s currently only one other that knows my secret, and that’s Zecora, though I am unsure if she believes me.” She looked at him in confusion.

“You know Zecora?”

“Well, yeah. I live in the Everfree, remember? We used to share tea every once in awhile, she is a very friendly zebra. Not like I've ever met other zebras.” The conversation drifted from there, and went on for a long while. Two intellectuals are bound to get lost in conversation together sometime. Swiftpen left, his mind somewhat tired from the deep thought he went through while with the intelligent princess. He wrote the rest of his surprise. It should arrive around Monday, and they would definitely know of it.

Sunday was a nice relaxing break day for him. He was done with everything, not much work was left for him, and what was left was few and could be thrown off until later. He was about halfway through a new romance novel, he had been encountering a surprising amount of inspiration lately. He was sitting inside his house, writing down all of his ideas as they came to mind. He used to really enjoy days like this, but for some reason he felt sad that the rain didn't allow him to be active and wild.

It was Monday. He woke up earlier than usual, around 6:30. He bought a newspaper around 7:00, for that was the time that the stand opened up. His surprise was in there, all right. His summary made the front page. He wasn't surprised, knowing his alias’ status. They didn't edit a single word. He generally purposely put a single typo in his work to check for this. It was still there. He decided to simply relax until around noon, when he knew that they would all be aware of it.

It was time. He trotted to the library, wondering of their reactions, for they had surely gathered there already. He knocked, and the door instantly opened to their amazed faces. Twilight spoke first-

“Did you seriously do this?” She held up with her magic the article, titled:

“The 6 Magnificent Mares of Ponyville, written by CJ”.

It contained a paragraph on each of the friends, each explaining what they did and what they contributed to the town. It also played up their incredibly favorable qualities and personalities. Twilight was incredibly grateful, knowing that controlling her popularity was one of his many jobs as scribe and assistant. Fluttershy muttered a thanks, looking quite embarrassed.

Pinkie Pie was hyper as usual, and came up with a song to express her thanks for his kind words. Applejack spoke a standard polite thank you with her unique drawl. Rarity was absolutely shocked, and spoke a ton of thanks jumbled up into one huge vocal mess. Rainbow Dash apparently still couldn't get over that secret, as whenever she looked at Swiftpen, she started to laugh uncontrollably.

Twilight took over and got them all to quiet down (though Pinkie looked like she would burst into song at any given moment).

“We all seriously thank you, Swiftpen, for these compliments and popularity boosts. And yes, I have told everyone about your secret, and Rainbow said she would tell us whatever you told her the other day after you left and she stopped laughing. Whatever that is. You may leave any time. And I think that Pinkie has a question for-”

“OOOOH YES I DO! Do you want us (and by us I mean ME) to throw you a PARTY tonight?! I think that’d be GREAT! We could DANCE and STUFF again!”

“Pinkie, sugar cube, don’tcha think he would be a little-” Swiftpen smiled and interrupted Applejack.

“I couldn't possibly turn down a party invitation from you, Pinkie! Of course I want a party.” They all looked surprised. “Yaaaaaay! Be at Sugar Cube Corner at 6 pm SHARP! Seeya round!” She dashed out. Swiftpen kept his smile, said his goodbyes, and left to his house to rest up. He couldn't wait for the party that night.