A silver light in the dark

"Silver Light? The doctor says you're good to go. Just try and stay off your hooves for a few weeks. Make sure to keep those wounds dressed, and no more burning buildings okay?" Nurse Redheart winks and stamps his discharge papers.

"No promises." He smirks back.

Silver exits the main lobby and pauses to bask in the sunlight. After being cooped up for almost a week, it feels amazing to have the cool afternoon air sooth his bruised body. Finally out of sight of the hospital he takes in an over-sized breath and sighs. Hospitals were never his favorite. He begins his walk back to Sweet Apple Acres, he should be smiling more. He got out of a pretty messy situation with no pony, other that himself, seriously injured but he has another problem. He's being followed.

The trot through the town is surprisingly pleasant, despite is tail, no pun intended. Word has spread of what happened and what he had done for the fillies. It wasn't even a week ago he was being looked at, by some, as an outsider. Not that they treated him badly but, he just didn't feel like he belonged. His face hurt after the first twenty minutes of walking because of the constant smiling.

"Where they always this friendly?" He wonders to himself.

Silver reaches the long dusty road that connected Ponyville with Sweet Apple Acres, now he knows he's being followed. He does his best to trot ahead and duck into the orchard without making too much noise. He hides behind a tree, waiting for his pursuer. He turns his head to the direction he came from and focuses his ears. He picks up unusual hoof steps. *Clop, Clop, Clop, THUNK*. *Clop, Clop, Clop, THUNK*  Silver didn't think there was any beast or pony that would attack him in broad daylight. Unless their plan was to get him on this road and drag him into the orchard. "Astahii geou ehtah ekik svabol shinaltic svadrav astahii slathalin vi ezoukea dara..... Scootaloo?"

The filly squeaked and lost her balance as Silver's sudden voice came out of the orchard. "Jeeze! What's the big idea sneaking up on my like that?!" She shouts from her side. She stands, favoring her rear left leg which was in a cast.

"Really, this coming from the filly that has been following me ever since I left the hospital?" He questions.

She looks down, making shapes in the dirt with her hoof. "I tired to see you when you were in the hospital, honest... But you always had some pony around you, or you were sleeping, or I was nervous..."

"Why would that matter?" He narrows his eyes a bit, slightly confused at her demeanor.

"Cause, I didn't want any pony to know what I saw, they might think I'm crazy or something... just like mommy..." She looks up at him, a mixture of hope and terror on her face.

Silver looks around to see if any pony was within ear shot, looks back to her and sighs. "You're not crazy Scootaloo, at least not in the way you're thinking." She grins at his teasing as a wave of relief washes over her. She looks around, the gears visibly turning in her head.

"Then that means?..." She trails off, tears begin to form in her eyes. "Wh..what was that... thing." She stutters. Silver sighs again.

"Look, I am not going to lie to you, but I'm not going to tell you any details either, it will give you nightmares. It came after you and your friends and now it won't, that's all you need to know okay?" This may have sounded like a question, but Scootaloo knew it was a statement. He wasn't going to tell her. Silver bows his head goodbye and continues his painful march back to the farm. He was ninety-nine percent sure the filly would leave it alone and go about her day, boy was he wrong.

"How do you know?!" Her fear and uncertainty bubbling to the surface. "How do you know it won't come back?! It talked to me Mr. Silver! It said... horrible things! It called me it's play thing. It told me it was going to do awful things to me and my friends. PLEASE." She begs. "Please... I haven't slept... I have already HAVE nightmares. I see it's face when I close my eyes, I hear it breathing from under my bed... Please I can't... I can't go on like this." Her voice echoes through the orchard.

She weakly flops to the ground, physically and emotionally exhausted. Silver turns and slowly walks until he is standing over the sobbing filly and puts a hoof on her shoulder. "Did your friends see it too?" He asks in serious whisper, searching her face. She sniffles and shakes her head. "No just me, I was playing in the back near the stairs when it came. I smelled it before I saw it. It was the same smell as the clubhouse, like rotten eggs. I screamed and right when the fire started, I tried to move to Applebloom and Sweetie Belle but they were already passed out because of the smoke, I tried to run but it attacked me and.." She points to her leg. "So I jumped out the window and went to get help and that's when you caught me..."

Silver nods his head, "'Thankfully she is the only one'. Okay Miss Scootaloo, what I am about to tell you, you can never EVER speak to another living soul, am I clear?" She looks up at him and begins a chant, complete with motions.

"Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye." She finishes by placing her hoof over her puffy eye. Silver didn't know whether to take her seriously or not.

"What? It's a Pinkie promise... It's a pretty big deal." She says with a serious look on her face.

Silver slowly nods and clears his throat. "It was a demon Scootaloo, and not some silly red horned creature from a story book but a real life abomination. As I said before, no details. It was after you because you are fillies, young and innocent. It waited until it thought you were alone before it attacked." He didn't think she could get any paler but with this new information, the remaining color in Scootaloo's face drains away. He puts another reassuring hoof on her other shoulder.

"Relax, It's okay. It's gone. It won't bother you again and now that they know I'm here, neither will any others." He reassures her.

"But what if.." She starts but he finishes her question for her. "..It comes back? It won't, I made sure of it."

"You mean you..."  She gulps. "Killed it?" .

"No... In order for one to kill something, it had to be alive in the first place. That... creature and all like it are pure evil, twisted together into flesh. They are usually just smart enough to know what cruelty is and are driven to do unspeakable things. In this case, hunt down and consume innocent foals."

"How...how do you know that?" She asked, not really sure if she should be relieved or alarmed.

"Because, and it is very important you don't tell any pony else... That is my special talent Scootaloo... I hunt things that would hurt others. Not just ponies but all good things in this world. I've been doing it for a long time now."

Scootaloo takes a minute to process but her racing thoughts are cut off by a question.

"Do you know what a Paladin is Scootaloo?" She shakes her head and tries to answer. "Is it like a... solider?" She asks.

Silver nods slightly. "In a way yes, a Paladin, or should I say THE Paladin is a warrior, he protects those things in this world we call precious. Hope, kindness, love... Fillies that like to get into trouble." She laughs. "He isn't part of any kingdom or loyal to any one race, they go where they are needed most because he, or she." He corrects, remembering his history. "Protects every one equally. From what I was told when I was a young stallion, the universe only allows one Paladin at a time, and they only appear when the world needs them most. Which is what scares me Scootaloo. I am here... so why am I needed? ...Do you understand?"

She nods. "It's like you can't just go out and do your special talent like every pony else can, like Rainbow Dash. She can go and fly as fast as as much as she wants to, but you... You have to wait for something bad or scary to happen before you can do yours... And that means something bad is going to happen, right?"

"Perhaps, but nothing is set in stone. It is difficult AND very stressful talent and that is why I can't let anypony know that I exist, not until I don't have a choice. I can't have ponies running around in a panic, plus if the bad things know where i'm at, they will avoid me. You see this bracelet? This, along with my sword, are symbols of my Paladin-hood and a constant reminder that I have a duty to uphold." Silver finishes by letting Scootaloo get a closer look at it. She takes his foreleg in hers and peers at the ordinary looking bracelet.

"Like the princesses' crowns? Or like our Cutie Mark Crusader cloaks! They remind us that we are friends and to never stop looking for our special talents! But this.. It looks so plain." She says, disbelief on her face. "Oh.. sorry I just.."

Silver laughs. "You're right Scootaloo, It is rather plain. The Paladin shouldn't be interested in such things, greed and vanity cloud the mind...How much do you think this weighs?" He asks, removing the bangle.

"Uhh, I don't know... not much I guess. Why?" Silver places the object at her hooves and motions for her to pick it up. She shrugs and reaches down.... It won't budge. She narrows her eyes taking this as some kind of challenge or puzzle to be solved. She scoots closer and uses both of her hooves in an effort to move the thing. She even uses her wings to try and simply push the metal ring around but nothing works. After a minute of two, she is sweating and breathing hard.

"Maybe...it...is...special." She heaves. Silver simply smiles.

"Now, remember what I said... No pony. Now, go home and get some rest. We both need it." He turns and shows his bandages. She smiles up at him, looking and feeling one thousand percent better than she had in the last week.

"Oh... Mr. Silver.... Thank you... For saving us I mean. You didn't have to..." She trials off, looking back at the dirt.

"Maybe, maybe not, but I believe if a pony has the ability to help, they have the RESPONSIBILITY to help... And thank you Scootaloo."

"For what?"

"For not letting me forget it. I have kind of been... ignoring my duties for the past few months."

She grins. "Every pony needs a break sometime Mr. Light, and I don't blame you... That thing was scary. Oh! Umm, Princess Twilight has a huge library in her castle, she's a bit of an egg head...so if you wanted to know more about.. you-know-what..." Silver ponders this for a minute before nodding. "Yes, actually it does. Thank you again Scootaloo." She smiles bright and begins her skipping hobble back to town. After a few steps she turns around to watch him leave.

"OH! Mr. Silver! You forgot your bracelet!" She points to the silver ring in the road. He turns slightly to look over his shoulder and she sees the bangle hovers in the air and shoot toward him. He doesn't even pick up his hoof, but somehow it clamps back over his left foreleg. Silver grins at her shocked expression. He nods one more goodbye and continues his walk.

Silver walks alone down the well worn path leading to the hill Granny Smith said Applejack was probably relaxing at. He was supposed to be helping her all week but he had been so distracted by his injuries and worries, he forgot that he left her all alone. As he passes the trees he gawks at all the empty apple trees. "Sweet sisters, that mare can work." He marvels to himself.

Just ahead, he sees the hill Granny had mentioned and, to her credit, there sat Applejack. Her stetson sat on the ground beside her, mane hanging loose without its usual red scrunchy to keep it in place. She sits chin up, face soaking in the sun. The golden rays spilling between her blond hair. Her eyes are closed and Silver could see the slow rise and fall of her chest as she breaths in the early evening sky. He had something to say but couldn't. His words caught in his throat and all he can do is stare. "Vor" She jumps a bit and turns her head to meet the star struck pegasus.

Silver about melts when she looks at him with her green eyes. Demons, Devils, creatures of the night. He could take any of them on without so much as a flinch, but here sits this mare; stealing the very breath from his lungs.

"Hey there stranger. Glad to see you up and about." All he can do is nod.

"You okay sugar?" She asks tilting her head to the side. She slowly walks over to him, peering at his multiple bandages, taking an extra long look at his left wing, which is completely covered in white gauze. "I never did thank you for what you did for my family... So here it is." She sits ups straight and clears her throat. "Thank you Silver Light, for saving my sister and her friends. Applebloom, Big Macintosh and Granny are all I have left in this world, I don't know what..." She stifles a sob which snaps Silver out of his daze.

"I... You're welcome Applejack." He nods.

The two sit alone on top of the hill, lost in the moment. Applejack stares into his amber eyes and without warning, leans in and places her lips upon his. She starts off soft at first then presses hard. All the emotions of the last week pour out through her kiss. Silver holds, relishing the feeling and taste of her lips. He feels her breath against his mouth as she searches for more. She moves a hoof to his chest, trying her best not to touch any injury. She moans which causes his wings to stiffen. Silver winces which promptly stops the kiss.

"Oh, I'm sorry Silver... I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. I just..." Silver places a hoof over her lips and holds her cheek. "It's okay Applejack. A lot has happened in such a short time. Lets just go get supper and we can... talk once we've healed, deal? " He suggests. She nods and the two slowly face the direction of the house, but not before she turns and kisses him deep once more. "And that's so you don't forget." She smiles and flips her tale across his face. Today turned out to be pretty good after all.

Twilight and Rarity sit across from one another in the second floor of her new library, overlooking the first. They had been up there all morning debating the issue of their new visitor turned every pony's favorite hero.

"And you're sure about this Rarity? I mean... It's not that I doubt you but... That's pretty serious."

"Twilight, I would stake my Cutie Mark AND fashion sense on it. Silver Light lied when I asked him if he knew what caused the fire.... You don't think he started it do you!?" Rarity gasps at her sudden realization.

Twilight pondered for a moment but quickly interjects. "No, I know what kind of magic I felt. It was unmistakable. There is no way he did it. Infernal fire is some of the most wicked forces known to pony kind. If he did have the ability to use it, I would have sensed it the moment he came to dinner."

"Well... What are we going to do then Twilight? I mean.. He did save Sweetie Belle, which I am grateful for but... I just can't trust him knowing he lied to my face. I mean literally Twilight, right to my face."

"I know Rarity and I think I have a solution." Twilight opens the wooden box that had been sitting on the table. Inside sat a large semi-transparent crystal orb.

"It's quite beautiful Twilight...what is it?" Rarity asks, looking at her distorted reflection in its surface.

"It's a scrying orb. It lets me view any pony, place or thing given that you know the magic and have the.. proper... component." Twilight fumbles in the box for a moment before pulling out a grey-cobalt feather.

"Is that Silver's?" Rarity beams

Twilight nods. "I went back to investigate the scene the next day to see what I could find. Most ponies know that under the right conditions, grain silos can spontaneously explode. So that covers his trail if something WAS going on... I saw this in the woods next to what I assume was where he landed. I picked it up and got the idea to scry on him. Pretty ingenious huh?" She gave herself a small pat on her back.

"Yes dear, very clever of you. Now, how does it work?" Rarity asks, ushering her along.

"Easy. You just put this here and." Twilight puts the feather in between herself and the orb and focuses her magic. Immediately the orb begins to swarm and swirl a rainbow of colors before it comes to focus above a familiar stallion.

"Well that was quick." Rarity remarks, surprised it worked so well.

"Yeah a little too quick." Twilight agrees.

"Well... What's he doing?" Rarity asks excitedly. "Do you think we got lucky enough to catch him in the shower?"

"Rarity!" Twilight whisper-shouts.

"What? Just because he can't be trusted, doesn't mean I can't think he gorgeous." Twilight rolls her eyes and peers into the orb. Silver sat on a long red bench clutching a book in his uninjured wing. Twilight inspects the image before asking, "Rarity, does that bench look awfully familiar to you?"

"Now that you mention it yes, yes it does." The girls look at one another before peering into the first floor of the library. Off to one side sits Silver on a red conditioned bench, reading a book. Silver looks up from his book, feeling a strangers eyes upon him. He quickly glances around and looks up to where the girls are spying on him from. Just before he can see them, the girls "Eeep" and lean back from the railing.

"Whew, that was a close one." Twilight says, putting the feather in the box and closing it.

"Yes, might I suggest we do this under more... Private conditions next time?" Rarity asks, still breathing heavy from the excitement of almost getting caught. Twilight nodded in agreement.

"Princess Twilight!" A loud voice from behind the two, already nervous mares make them squawk and jump out of their chairs.

"Sweet Celestia Derpy, you scared the hay outta me!" Twilight shouted.

A few visitors at the library give Twilight a long" Shuush." before turning back to their reading.

The mail-mare blushes. "Sorry Twilight, I have a letter for you. It's from princess Luna." Twilight thanks her and turns to Rarity.

"Well open it dear. I wonder what in Equestria princess Luna could be sending you." Rarity whispers excitedly. Twilight shruggs and uses her magic to open the envelope.

"Dear Princess Twilight Sparkle... yada yada... I've been asked to host....yada yada... Newly discovered artwork... yada yada... would ask if you and the elements would...yada yada... GRAND GALLOPING GALLA!"

The library patrons all give her another glare and "Shuuuuush."

Twilight blushes again and turns, giddy, toward Rarity. "Luna wants out help hosting the Grand Galloping Gala this year!" She claps her hooves together faster than a humming birds wings. "She wants you to be in charge of the..."Adult beverages."

Rarity groans. "Drinks? Not that I'm complaining dear but... why not the decorations or something more my...fort'e?"

"She doesn't say, but look." Twilight pulls six VIP tickets from the envelope, each addressed to them specifically. "VIP Rarity, VIP. We may actually get to put some FUN into the Gala for once!"

Rarity ponders for a moment before frowning. "Two things Twilight. One: I don't know any bartenders, not to mention one good enough for the gala. All those high class ponies and their high class drinks... I love cider just as much as the next pony but, this IS the Gala we are talking about. Two: What about... you know who? He will be here all alone in Ponyville with no pony to keep an eye on him. What if he IS bad news?"

Twilight rests her head in her hooves. Rarity watching the different faces of her friend's cognitive struggle before a light bulb appears over her head. "I got it, we can solve both problems with the same solution. We take him with us."

Rarity raises a questioning eyebrow. Twilight ignores her. "Remember at dinner? He mentioned doing, ship-building, maps and bartending. Even if he's not up to snuff, the Gala isn't for another month right? We can train him and keep an eye on him. Not just now but when we go to the Gala. Plus, he can't really do anything else. He will be sure to agree, he said so himself. He can't sit still." Twilight finishes, a huge accomplished grin on her face.

"Twilight my dear, you are a scary mare." Rarity quips.

Twilight sits up and flips her mane. "I know."

The next day, Twilight paces a circular path around the pillar in her study. Her eyes fixate on the small orb on top containing the tiny image of Silver. He lays sprawled out on the same bench he had been on the previous day. Rarity had been there but went home a few hours ago in order to get a head start on the many dress and tux requests for the upcoming Grand Galloping Gala, which left Twilight to stew on her own. Shortly after Rarity left, Twilight moves to her room and continues her scrying. She watches intently for any sign of Silver's treachery. Despite her near super-pony level of attention to detail, she can't find anything but her own frustrations.

"AHHH, Do something evil! Do something bad! Do...ANYTHING." Twilight flops to her back, feeling the cool crystal floor between her wings. She never realized how good it felt. She sighs thinking all is lost until Silver stiffens on his bench. His eyes focus and scan the area, probably to see if any pony is around. Twilight edges her muzzle as close as she could get it to the crystal ball. "This is it, I've got you now."  Silver rears his head back and sneezes into his wing, he sniffs and goes back to reading. Twilight moans and slinks down the pillar to the floor. "I'm done. D-U-N done." She giggles at her self.

She puts the scrying orb away and flops to her bed. "Jeeze, why is it so hot in here?" Her covers feel like they've been sitting next to a furnace all day. She twists and turns trying to get comfortable until her back legs rub together in an awkward way, eliciting an involuntary moan from her lips. "Ohh, no, no, no. Not now! I have too much to deal with for this to be happening!" While looking toward the ceiling, she slowly rubs a tentative hoof down her belly. She didn't even need reach her sweet spot before her back leg begins to shake. She moans again, half out of frustration, half out of pleasure. Stupid heat...Twilight knows that it just started and isn't bad yet but if she didn't nip this in the bud, she wouldn't have any time to keep an eye on Silver... " Silver Light...With his charming yet playful smile... His sturdy toned frame holding me down as he moves behind my... "  In her sexual frustration, she doesn't notice that Silver had moved. He had already climbed the stairs and was poised, hoof raised to knock on a large wooden door. Twilight's right hoof dug into her mare-hood, while she used the other to hold a pillow to her face. "I'm close Silver, don't stop." She breathes into the pillow.

  *KNOCK* KNOCK* KNOCK*. "Twilight, are you in there? I need to talk to you, it's important."  The shock and suddenness of Silvers voice, multiplied by the fast that he was the center of her fantasy pushes her over the edge.  With a shudder she screams. "SILVER!"

Silver jerks back at the volume of her voice. "She's already mad at me?, probably interrupted an experiment or something." He whispers under his breath. A few moments later, he hears the clip-clop of hooves on crystal and the door cracks open, revealing a disheveled princess, a dreamy smile on her face.

"Is there something you needed, Sssilver Light?" She asks, drawing his name out in a way he found quite erotic.

He pauses before clearing his throat. "I...Umm, I may have some information on the silo fire." He stutters.

"Oh?" She asks in a sultry tone. "...OH! Give me a minute okay." After a few moments of banging, ruffling and the shuffling of books, Twilight opens the door wide enough for him to step in.

"You said something about heat? I mean, no! Not heat its a fire. I mean there is nothing in here on fire or heat... hehe." Twilight sputters and trials off.

Silver studies here for a moment before talking." Uh-huh. Since I'm grounded, I figured I'd do some research of my own, ya know, on the silo fire? I think I found something after putting a few pieces together." Silver moves closer to Twilight and sits the book down on the small reading desk next to her bed. She tenses up, trying her best not to nuzzle his neck, even though it was inches from her face. His voice is muffled as she studies his bandaged wing. Surely he could... preform with injuries as extensive as this, right? I mean.. Her musings ended prematurely when he begins calling her name.

"Uhh, you okay Twilight? You seem... Distracted."

"Me? Yep, fine fine. Just... Ummm what are you here for again?" She asks, scooting so close to him their wings touch. Silver freezes up and looks into her face.

"Uhh, I was saying I remember the Cutie Mark Crusaders talking about the smell of rotten eggs shortly before the fire. I did some digging and found this." He motions to a picture of a creature called a Nabasu. Silver knew this isn't what he saw but fit enough that they would buy it. "It says here when they're born, they feeds on the souls of the innocent. That's probably why it was after the girls. The smell is most likely brimstone so... What do you think?"

Focus Twilight, focus... She steadies herself and reads a few lines. She slightly nods, her studious side over powering her urges. "Yeah... it fits actually. How did you come up with this?"

"Active volcanoes as a colt remember? Lots of sulfur. I remember my father saying something about creatures smelling like it or something... kind of an obscure memory but since there wasn't anything else to go on I figured it was worth a look. Plus there's no lava spewing from under Sweet Apple Acres so... 2 plus 2" He smiles, joining his two hooves together to simulate the addition, then poking the book once again.

Color Twilight impressed. It was a little more complicated than 2 plus 2 but still. Not many ponies, other than her, could make a connection like that. She studies his hopeful eyes and blushes. "So do you think that this... Nabasu will come back? I mean, to finish the job? To tell you the truth demonology isn't my strongest subject. I only get bits and pieces if another subject happens to overlap..."

Silver shakes his head. "There is nothing here that says otherwise but I wouldn't be too worried. Cause I blasted that thing with holy lightning! Hahah It failed already. From what I understand most demons are opportunistic hunters, little effort for big rewards, but to be on the safe side, the fillies shouldn't be playing alone anytime soon." Twilight thinks for a moment before nodding. "Agreed, we don't even know IF that's what happened. I usually have a bad habit of overreacting but it seems like you've done your research. I have to say Silver Light, I'm a little surprised."

He lets out a single HA "Why? Cause you thought I was just a dumb, sword slashing, fire jumping, meat head, pegasus pony?"

"Well, I wouldn't of been so blunt but.. yes. A lot of pegasi are, besides Fluttershy." She giggles.

He smiles at this. "I agree, and I don't blame you for thinking that. I'm just different ya know? Always have been, no matter who or WHAT I was around, maybe it's because I've spent a lot of my time alone or how I was raised. Traveling, language barriers, cultural setbacks... It's hard being yourself when everypony expects you to be something else, you kind of get lost in the world."

"Well, you seem pretty normal to me, but then again... My friends and I fought Nightmare Moon, Discord, Tirek... I can't even remember anymore."

"Wux renthisj vis? (You speak truth?) Those are some amazing feats Twilight Sparkle... And that's not even your special talent. Maybe I should be calling you the sword swinging meat head? Well magic swinging in this case."

Twilight laughs out loud. "Well, Give me a good book over adventure any day. That's enough for me."

"In my experience that's enough sometimes, there is great power in knowledge. One of my mothers many sayings is "Irthir majakic wux dastudr svern dout irlymi. It means that knowing more than your adversary gives you the advantage."

She looks at him again with a questioning eyebrow. Silver laughs. "If you know anything about me Twilight it's that I was brains long before I was brawn."

"Sweet Celestia, he's almost perfect.. The next thing he'll tell me is that he owns his own library! Twilight gets a brilliant, heat driven idea. "Say Silver, you know I've been doing some research of my own? I was so interested in how you know draconic that I wanted to learn a little and well... I've been practicing... wanna hear some?"

"Sure." He smiles and motions a hoof for her to continue. Twilight walks away and clears her throat. She lowers her gaze at him and begins to strut, her hips  swaying rhythmically with every step. He gulps and tries to back up, only to find a bed behind him. He sits and braces for the slow moving sexy that has her eyes set on him.  "Silver..."

"Yeah?" His voice cracks.

"Si tuor wux ekess goawy dout calti persvek sia arabdolvess."

"Uhhh come again?"

"That's the plan stud. I said, Si tuor wux. Ekess goawy. Dout calti. Pervek sia arabdolvess." She finishes with a stunning yet sultry smile.

Silver's brain freezes. Did she just ask me to... He looses it. "AHAHA Twi...Twilight. That was amazing! I... I thought with the way you were walking and...and your face... oh sweet sisters, you really got me! You are a natural by the way!" He finishes wiping away tears from his eyes.

She stutters."D..did I do good? What the buck, I thought for sure I told him I wanted him to take me in my bed.."

"Yeah, it was perfect. I couldn't tell that you weren't completely fluent. If you are really serious then I could give you lessons sometime if you wanted. Honestly, you would be helping me out, now that I'm out of things to research it would give me something to do."

She would have to look up what she said... Whatever it was wasn't as sexy as she thought. Speaking of sexy. "Oh! That reminds me, Rarity needed to ask you something that may help with that. She should be at her shop right now if you wouldn't mind, the sooner the better, it's really important."

"Sure, let me put these books up and I can head over there right now." He smiles, grabbing the book in his good wing.

"Oh you can leave it, I think I will do some studying of my own. It's quite a fascinating subject."

"And don't forget terrifying. There's some really nasty things out there Twilight, I'm sure you're aware."

"I'm not worried Mr. Light. With you around, I'm sure I'm perfectly safe." She gives him a winning smile.

He chuckles as he moves to the door. "More than you know Princess."