Mute

by The Escaped Phyco Hero

Banjo

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Mute

Written by The Escaped Phyco Hero

Banjo

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(Marcel)

I slithered around some of the ponies, most who've threw the tomatoes at me. But most have either just forgotten my face because my dirty blonde mane and dark blue coat was soaked in tomato paste or they just didn't care to even remember. After maybe five or ten minutes of waving through the sea of ponies, I finally found her. I tapped her on her shoulder and she nearly jumped out of her fur. She turned to me with an angered look, but it quickly changed she saw it was me.

"Marcel, I've been wondering where you went off to after you played. I thought you would have left out of embarrassment."

Well sorry to disappoint.

Everything you do is disappointing.

Okay, that was just uncalled for.

Take a joke you mute buck.

"Well never the matter, I'm happy you stayed." She said giving me a hug. "I'm sorry that they gave you a hard time on stage."

No need to apologise. Damn preppy Canterlot ponies just don't like anything good I guess.

"To be honest with you Marcel, I don't really enjoy coming to Canterlot. Yes the shopping here is fantastic and the fabric the stores carry are hard to come upon anywhere else in Equestria, but…i don't know why. Ponyville just has a certain charm I guess." She started to eye the smashed tomatoes in my mane and fur, the did her always adorable giggle. "You know Marcel, red is definitely your color." I couldn't help but laugh a little myself.

Just then, a group of ponies trotted on stage. One carrying a violin, another an acoustic guitar, the third taking place at the drums, and the sorta kinda fat one standing in front of the mic.

"Hello everypony, I'm Banjo and we are Dusty Trail." The stallion then turned back to his band which started playing.

I woke up this morning.
With this feeling inside me
that I can't explain.
Like a weight that I've been carrying
been carried away.

Rarity turned her head at me, smiled, then held out her hoof.

"Care to dance?"

I smiled and gave her my hoof as she led me to the dance floor.

I can't believe it. I was dancing with the most beautiful mare in existence. Absolutely nothing can bring me down.

"Hey Force, it's the mute."

Except them…

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