The New Pony In The Town

I can't sit still. My muscles hurt from siting for such a long time. I roll my shoulders back so they wake up. I wouldn't have had to do this if my snooty Canterlot relatives let me teleport to the Ponyvile train station, but nooo I had to take this annoying train.

"You know young mare," A traveler earth pony says, "in about an hour we will be in Ponyvile." I could tell he was a traveler because he had Canterlot trinkets next to him.

"Thank you." I say in my heavy Canterlot accent.

"Welcome." He says. "Where are you going?"

"Ponyvile."

He looks surprised. "Nice area. Hope you enjoy it."

"I will." Then I look away. I don't want to continue this conversation.

In an hour the bus screeches to a stop at Ponyvile.

"So I was correct." The traveler pony say. I roll my eyes. I thought only Canterlot ponies had ego problems.

I step of the train. Ponyvile here I come!