Equestrian Vice

Globe trotter looked around his house for anything nice to wear. He was unsuccessful.Whelp i guess i'm going naked.

he picked up his pipe and inhaled deeply. He sat down on his couch and thought for a minute.Going to Canterlot without a suit wouldn't be that big of a deal right? I mean not everyone there is pretentious I would think. But if the vast majority is, then I wouldn't be blending in. Ah screw it, I'm pretty sure it wont be a big deal.

"That will be 30 bits sir."

"Wow 20 bits less than Ponyville.

"Uhh...What?

"Nothing."

The train ride was long and boring. About 2 hours into it globe was about ready to take a nap when he began to overhear a conversation behind him.

"Oh I cant wait to meet the master! Do you think he'll tell me of my past lives?"

"Well from what I hear its a long process but I think we may see him at work. There will be others there why are you fixated on the master, as they call him."

"He actually helps people unlike the others at the party."

"So they say."

"All the others at the party just like to drink champagne and talk about how rich they are while he is actually trying to make a difference."

Hmm a big party where all the big wigs in Canterlot are going to show up. Can already guess who's coming.

Finding out where the party was at was no problem for Globe. It was the most advertised and talked about thing around the whole town. Apparently this master pony is a big deal in the high society because Globe never heard of him nor has anypony where hes from has talked about him. Even Ponyville hasn't shown any sign of him being a thing. The problem for globe is how he was going to get in. He spotted guard at the front door and this was no buy a ticket and get in type situation. This was you gotta have a name and be well known type deal. Globe just then wondered who was sitting behind him.Ok the place is huge and three stories I might be able to sneak in a window. Sneak in a window? What am I insane? I'm no secret agent and they would probably have an alarm anyway. I guess i could act like I'm someone famous. Whip out those acting skills. That would probably be the best shot. Alright then who am I, who am I. Got it.

Globe walked up to the guard all posh like.

"Who are you?"

"Gagh! Why I'm Creshron Monic Loserphis."

"Wha- who?"

"I wrote The Pony who Knelt, though I wouldn't be surprised if someone of your..." Globe looked down then back at his eyes. "...Class to not have heard of it."

The guard sighed. "All right get in."

When globe walked in he could hear the guard mutter under his breath "these ponies are all the same."

The inside looked a lot different than what Globe was expecting. It looked more like a really big house then... like...wait was this a house?

Anyway Globe spotted Fancy Pants at the bar. He was watching somepony talk to a mare laying on a couch. There was a small group of ponies watching as well. Globe started walking toward Fancy Pants and as he did he started to hear some of what was being said.

"What I just experienced... was that me?"

"What was you darling?"

"That stallion in the armor. Was that me?"

"Yes that was your spirit. Our spirits live on in the whole of time, exist in many vessels through time. This is the vessel your existing in now. As you all may recall, during the trauma that you went through while we were processing..."

"Yes."

"...It was of the utmost importance that you experience every detail, every specific detail, through all your senses of that memory and that we go over it again and over it again and over it again until it loses its power. This is very important, why it is important is if you bring somepony out of a traumatic event back to the present time, no matter how carefully you do that, if you have not gone over the memory..."

Globe couldn't hear the rest of the conversation when he made it to the bar. He sat right next to Fancy Pants.

"So I'm guessing that's the master."

"That's what they call him."

"I imagined him to be a lot older. He looks like hes twenty."

"Right? I've been listening in and a lot of it sounds like hypnosis. But hey that's none of my business. He apparently helped some ponies with their depression so why tell him hes wrong you know?"

"Yea I feel you on that."

Fancy Pants looked at globe suspiciously.

"Who are you?"

"Creshron Monic Loserphis."

Fancy Pants chuckled at that. "Who are you really?"

Globe determined whether to tell him or not. He doesn't seem like that bad of a pony and they are just business partners. If it was for ransom maybe Fancy Pants would be involved however that is defiantly not the case here. This is Slickworths own deal so..

"Globe Trotter."

"Cool name, what do you do?"

"I'm a PI"

"Oh so what brings you here?"

"Can you tell me anything about Slickworth?"

Fancy Pants looked surprised as if he had seen a ghost. He looked around as if making sure no pony was watching them. Fancy Pants then quickly pulled out a pen and began writing on a napkin.

"That's my address meet me there in one hour, we'll talk then."