“So, I hear you have amnesia?” Firefly asked, attempting to end the awkward silence as they began their trip home.

“Yeah.” George confirmed with a nod, “At first I was pretty upset about not remembering my family whatsoever. Or even knowing if I had a family to begin with. But with the short time I’ve been in ponyville, I feel like I found a new family.”

“Oh?” Firefly cocked her head.

“Mhm. When I woke up with amnesia, I met a mare named Twilight.” George looked toward Firefly. “I’m pretty sure Dash has mentioned her at one point.” His gaze centering back to their path. “She’s a pretty nice mare. She’s been letting me stay in the guest room of her house. Even today, I’m still a guest in her house until I can get back on my hooves.”

“Twilight… Actually, I believe Dashie has mentioned her at one point.” Firefly stated. “From what I hear, she’s a huge ‘egghead’?”

George chuckled a bit. “More like a bookworm. She invests the majority of her time reading any new book she comes across. Sometimes she’ll wind up rereading her favorites over and over.” He glared at Firefly with a soft smirk. “And no, her head is not shaped like an egg, if that’s what you’re wondering.”

Firefly laughed softly at his joke. “I think I’m starting to notice why Rainbow likes him so much.” She thought, her focus returning back to the stallion. “I’ve also heard you need help learning to fly again.”

George looked at her with a questioning glare. “I hope you aren’t suggesting that you want to teach me.” He shivered at the thought. “I’m… trying to steer away from flying for a while.”

Firefly raised an eyebrow. “Really? How come?”

“Dash never told you about the drowning incident?” George queried. raising an eyebrow as well.

“‘Drowning incident’?” Firefly quoted. Although Dash had told her about said incident, she wanted to hear George’s side of the story, in an attempt to see his opinion on the matter.

George responded with a nod, and then slowly opened his mouth to speak once more. “See, Dash was trying to teach me how to fly in a week or less. An—”

“I’m so sorry to interrupt, but a week?” Firefly said. “There’s no way in Equestria someone could learn to fly in a week or less. Two weeks, maybe… But not one, even if you have amnesia or not.”

George shrugged, knowing Firefly was right, and nothing else was needed to be said. “Well, she figured she could get me up in the air--which she did, by the way--and then push me in an attempt to get me to fly forwards as she pushed me.”

“So how does this result in a ‘drowning incident’?” Firefly inquired.

“Because of the fact I had fell on on the ground way too many times during our previous lessons, Dash figured out it was safer to have me land in the water, where it’d be softer than the ground...” George paused for a moment to breathe. “...yet she forgot the fact I have amnesia, so I forgot how to swim…”

“Oh…”

“Yeah…” George nodded, “Things kinda went downhill pretty fast. Until she jumped into the lake and got me out. And then everything got a little… tense.”

“Tense?” Firefly repeated. “How so?”

“Well… She kept beating herself up over the fact that I drowned, and that it was her fault…” George rolled his eyes, “...I had to try to convince her otherwise.”

“That does sound a bit like Dashie…” Firefly muttered to herself.

Then, silence began to fill the rest of their trip. George continued to look around as they were slowly returning home. Sometimes he’d simply look towards the direction they were walking and find ways to end the silence, but find nothing.

“So… How’s your relationship with Dashie?” Firefly curiously asked.

“Hm?” George looked at the curious mare. “What do you mean ‘relationship’?”

“Like, how close are you two? Are you just friends, or…” Firefly trailed off, hoping George would figure out the rest.

George slowly raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out what she was trying to say. Until he quickly realized exactly what she meant, his eyes widened and a faint blush began to grow on his cheeks.

“You mean like...dating?” George asked to confirm his thoughts, only to be responded with a nod. “Err… No, we’re not dating.” George lifted a hoof to the back of his neck. “I’m not dating anypony, really.”

“Well, why not?” Firefly inquired.

George narrowed his eyes. “I’ve only been living in Ponyville for two months.” He flatly stated, “I need some time to get things back on track, y’know…” He then looked back towards their path. Trying to quickly exit the topic.

“Oh, I didn’t know it was two months…” Firefly’s ears drooped to the sides of her head, knowing she just pushed the wrong button. “I thought it was longer, considering everything Dashie told me about you.”

George’s ear twitched at the last few words. He glared Firefly with a curious look on his face.

“What has Dash told you about me?” George questioned.

“Not much.” Firefly lied, attempting to avoid eye contact. “It’s just the things she’s said about you made it seem like you’ve been living in Ponyville for longer than two months.”

George narrowed his sight toward Firefly, he opened his mouth to say something. But then quickly stopped himself from talking, figuring it was best not to pry into the matter.

They finally came to a stop as they reached their destination. Firefly walked first towards the door.

“Well. We’re here.” Firefly said, opening the door to her home. “This was a nice talk.”

George followed her inside the house, and closed the door behind him. “Yeah, I suppose it was.”

“I was wondering when you two would get back.” Blaze spoke, walking by the pair.

“We wouldn’t have taken so long if it weren’t for George being so slow…” Firefly joked.

George was about to quickly retort, but then decided against it. After all, he knew that she was the one who caused the their shopping trip to take longer.

“Hey! You’re back!” Dash called out, coming out from the kitchen and giving her mom a hug. “I was wondering how much longer you were gonna take, knowing you like to stop and try on some of those dresses every time you pass by.”

“She took forever by the way!” George teased. “I didn’t think I could last so long out there dealing with her stopping at nearly every clothing shop.”

“Hey! You were the one who wanted to see what having a mom around was like!” Firefly retorted.

Dash giggled a bit at George’s comment. “That’s my mom for you.”

“To be fair, I was forced into going on this shopping trip…” George thought to himself.

“So how was shopping with mom, George?” Dash asked with a small grin.

“Other than having your mom try on a bunch of dresses… It was fun.” George replied. “We were also talking about you…”

Author's Note

This didn't require too much editing either. I think this is a pretty decent chapter. But I dunno.

The comments section kinda died too.

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