The Past Is Never Really Forgotten

Beany must have been lying there for a good hour or so, just thinking. She opened her eyes, and a pale yellow colt stood over her with a sweet smile.

“Hello there. Are you okay?” The colt asked.

Beany quickly stood up, her face blushing. “Oh… yes… I was just… err…”
“Let me guess, checking your eyelids for holes?” Asked the colt in a joking way.
Beany laughed. “Can I… erm… y’know… help you?” Beany stammered
“Why yes. I’m new around these parts; I was hoping to get a quick tour.” The colt replied with a sweet smile.
“Oh *ahem* of course… well, the town you’re in is called Apples Bramley. We’re all simple folk. We’re not quite Manehattan but we get by. Where are you from?”
“Nowhere in particular. Tell me, is there anywhere to eat? I’m famished.” Asked the colt.
“Yes there’s a…” Beany stopped mid-sentence. She wasn’t about to send business to the people who fired her. “You could come to my house? I haven’t eaten yet… so… y’know.”
“That sounds lovely.” The colt said in a soft voice.
The two walked into town again. They talked, getting to know each other.
“I didn’t catch your name?” Said the colt.
“Oh… Beany Bun. My names Beany Bun.”
“Pleasure is mine. I’m Miles. Miles McBridle.” He turned to look at her cutie mark, noticing that there wasn’t one. “Your cutie mark? You…”
“I don’t have one.” Beany said shamefully, lowering her head.

Miles put his hoof on Beany’s chin and lifts it up. “Never be ashamed of not having a cutie mark. For now, the world is your oyster. You can be anything you want to be. Dream big Beany.” Miles smiled.

Beany turned to look at Miles cutie mark. It was covered by a large brown cloak, and a jumpsuit under that. The two continued walking towards Beany’s house. They finally arrived, and Beany opened the door, letting the two in. She threw her bag onto her couch and began making some food in the kitchen. Miles placed his bag by the door, and sat on a kitchen stool. He removed his cloak, but left his jumpsuit on. Beany finished the food and placed a plate with a sandwich on it, in front of Miles and another one opposite.