The Past Is Never Really Forgotten

The two sat there and ate their food, talking, laughing and getting to know each other. When they had finished, Beany took the plates and placed them in the sink. As she turned around to look at Miles, he was putting his cloak back on. His horn glowed a strange shade of red and his bags flew through the air and were placed in his back.

“My gratitude unto you Beany Bun. Now, if you would be so kind, could you direct me to the nearest store? I need supplies before I move on.” Miles asked rather politely.

“Of course. Let’s go”

The two exit the house and head back into town. As they walk down the main street, many ponies stop and stare at this new unicorn among them. Whispers circulate the groups of ponies around, and Beany droops her head a little.

They arrive at a quaint little store on the edge of town, and enter. Miles moves straight to the food shelves and picks up what he can. He pays for it without a word and then leaves. As they leave, Beany turns right to head back into town. Miles turns left. Beany notices and catches up with him.

“Towns back the other way.” She stated with a puzzling tone.

“I know, but I have to leave. I’m on my way to Canterlot you see, and can’t afford delay. My next stop is Dodge Junction, then I believe Ponyville, and finally onto Canterlot.”

“Oh. Okay… well… I… well… *ahem*well… goodbye I guess.”

“Goodbye Beany Bun. You’re something special, and I feel that we’ll see each other again.”

Miles hugs Beany, and kisses her cheek. Beany’s cheeks flush pure red and she giggles. Miles smiles and walks off down the road.

For the rest of the day, she couldn’t forget about the unicorn that made a bad day seem like no big deal.