Life and Times of Silver Script

By the time I enter Ponyville, along side Fluttershy, it was barely afternoon, and I was still running on empty. “Thanks again for spotting the raccoon Silver.” I sigh, it was about the fifth time she thanked me.

“No problem, Flutters.” I smile, waving off her appreciation. “You know me, always happy to help... even when I’m starved.” I mumble the last part, sighing, “I guess everypony really do know each other in this town.” I smile.

“So, when did you get here, anyway?” Fluttershy turns to me, “I haven’t seen you in almost 5 years, have you visited Rainbow Dash yet?”

I laugh, then started to tell Fluttershy the events from the station in Manehattan, to waking up this morning. She gasped when I told her how I passed out, then took me five minutes to convince her I was alright, and then she giggled at the spirit of Scootaloo and her friends. “And then you came through Applejack’s door, and you know the rest.”

“Oh my, that’s quite a tale.” she smiles softly, “Speaking of, how have your books turned out?” her smile widens, then falls as I tell her.

“Unfortunately, they haven’t. The publishers didn’t seem to go for fantasy and fiction as much as I hoped. I tried some non fiction, but I never liked how they turned out... well... except for my romance one.”

“Romance?” the butter mare’s ears perked, I look to her with some degree of surprise.

“Oh, yeah. I can lend it to you if you want to check it out.” I shrug, smiling.

“Well, I know somepony who’d really enjoy it for sure! Would you like to meet her?” My face brightened, forgetting my hunger, I nod.

“I’m always up to meet potential readers, even more so with potential friends!” I laugh, she joins with her own quiet giggle.

The Carousel Boutique was a tall building, marrequins in the windows make it obvious it’s a fitting shop for suits and dresses. Fluttershy knocks gently, when a sudden songbird like voice chirps from inside, “Come in~”

Fluttershy walks in, nodding me to follow. Inside were various beautiful dresses, along with some handsome suits. “Wow, your friend is very talented.” Fluttershy nods, and points to a gorgeous white unicorn as she gallops down the stairs. “Oh goodness.” I take a step back, a light red shade over my gray face.

“Hello Fluttershy, who is this young stallion accompanying you?” she smiles, eyeing my frame hoof to ear, “Oh my goodness, I can imagine the most darling suit to put you in sir! Do you mind if I get your measurements?”

“Oh? N- not at all!” I shake my head, trotting closer, “You’re lady Rarity, right? I’ve heard much about your fashion while in Manehattan, before I moved here recently.”

“Fabulous! I do love hearing how word of my designs spread!” She waves me onto a circular pedestal, “So, a quill and scroll?” she smiles, noticing my mark, “What do you specialize in sir?”

I laugh, “Oh, my sincere apologies, I’ve yet to even introduce myself!” I look back at her, a wide smile, “I’m Silver Script, I’m a writer, well, unprofessionally at the current time.”

“Oh I know how hard it is starting off.” Rarity frowns, putting a yellow tape strand around my midsection. “Besides, I refuse to believe you have not a single unpublished book!” she looks at me with a raised brow.

I look back to Fluttershy, who nods and tries to put some confidence in me with her smile. “Well, nothing of mine is published. Manehattan critics are quite tough. There is one book I feel... a little confident in.”

“What is it about?” Rarity continues to work, “Oh, how do you feel about Tail Coats?”

“I find them very fetching,” I smile to myself. It was an older style, but classy nonetheless. “Oh, and the story is a romance of a pegasus stallion, a lowly servant of his unicorn family, who falls in love with his Lord’s ward.”

Rarity gives some odd squealing gasp, “Oh my, how daring! Forbidden loves always either end in tragedy,” she pulls a large red couch out from the side of the room, laying in it in an overdramatic pose, “or in otherworldly bliss!” she squeals again, holding her hooves to her chest.

“If you want, I can give you my rough copy to read. Proofreading my own stories can help in grammar, but obviously not everypony would like what I like.”

“Oh yes!” the fashionista pony yells, then backs a moment, her snowy coat burning red on her muzzle. She clears her throat, “I mean, how very kind of you, Silver.” I smile to her grin, swearing I could hear a soft ‘squee.’

“Think nothing of it.” I wave my hoof to her, “Honestly, I didn’t have many friends in Manehattan to critique my work, so it would be nice for that to change. Just make sure you tell me what you think afterward.”

“Of course darling!” she turns back to her notes, “Now that I have your measurements, I can start with some idea designs!” I nod, turning to where Fluttershy once stood.

“... where’d Flutters go?” I raised a brow, then turn back to Rarity, “Well, I’ll be sure to stop by and show you my story.” I smile, seeing Rarity give a solemn nod, not turning from her notepad. “Well, I’ll see you sometime soon!”

I trot out of the Boutique, “Hm... I feel like there’s something I’m forgetting.” I put my hoof to my mouth, then my face sinks at my grumbling stomach, “Right, hungry...”

As I take another step, Rarity comes out of her building, “Oh Silver, I’m glad I caught you.” I stop dead in my tracks, then look back at her. “You see, her Majesty, Princess Twilight Sparkle, runs the library in the hollow yonder.” she points to a large tree, a terrace and multiple windows decorate it. “I’m sure she’s got a book or two on self publishing!”

“A library, in a tree.” My mind ticks for several seconds, “And a Princess who lives there.” another several seconds ‘Not a bad story...’ I think to myself, “Do you think she’d mind?” I look back to Rarity, who giggles and shakes her head. I smile, “Thanks, I’ll look into that.” I give a final wave to the mare as I trot toward the tree, knocking on the door leading into the sizable trunk.