Rough Draft, Only still up for Nostalgia and Re reads

Midnight glanced around as he entered the town. "So many colors!" he thought to himself. After living most of his life in the Everfree Forest, all this vibrance was a pleasant suprise. Turning back towards the road, he abruptly stopped in his tracks. Standing less than an inch from his face was a pony who was so pink it was nearly blinding.
"Who are you? You're new here aren't you? See, I know everypony, and I don't know you. That means you're new. What's your name?"
Midnight stood shocked for a moment, then recovered. "My names Midnight Flame. Just moved here from, well from the forest."
"I knew you were new, cause the-wait. Did you say you moved from the forest?"
"Yes" he sighed. "I went to live there alone because my town was afraid of me. A black unicorn, who only slept a few hours in the day. Never at night. They thought I was some kind of evil spirit. I left as soon as I could take care of myself. They thought they had banished me or something. I got lonely though, and thought I could find friends here in Ponyville"
He looked up, expecting the looks of horror he usually got. Instead, the pink mares lip was quivering. She looked like she was about to cry.
"That's so sad! You need a welcoming party. Wait here!"
He tried to protest, but she ran off anyway. Knowing it was futile, he sat and waited. "Well, at least she didn't try to ward me off like some demon from some foals tale."
She was back in a puff of dust, less than ten seconds later. "Ok, so here's the plan. By the way,my names Pinkie Pie. But anyway, at 6:00 tonight, be at Sugarcube Corner. I'll have the party all set up for you! There'll be cake, and games, and music, and all kinds of fun stuff. And, everypony in town will be there, so you can get to know all of them!"
Not used to anyone being even slightly happy to see him, his brain was in shock. But the mare apparently was used to shock, and had an emergency plan. A thinking look crossed her face. She pondered for a moment.
"Uh-oh, I think I broke him. Why do all new ponies do that? I guess I'll just take him to Sugarcube Corner now. That way, he can't miss his party! He'll be back to normal by six."
Pinkie then disappeared again, but reappeared a little after with a wagon and a large red stallion with an apple cutie mark.
"Okay, this is Big Macintosh. He's gonna take you to Sugarcube Corner ok?"
Still a little dazed, Midnight nodded.
"Okie Dokie Loki! Take him away Big Mac!"
As he was jostled around in the wagon, slowly making its way down the road, a smile started to creep onto Midnights lips. "Maybe this time will be different. I might actually be able to stay. I won't have to hide anymore." Grinning at the idea of good friends and other ponies like Pinkie, he sat back, and hoped he was going to be in town for a long time.
*****
Sitting at the party, surrounded by new faces, all welcoming him and telling him that he'd fit right in, Midnight was overwhelmed. Usually, his appearance and odd habits scared ponies, not made them want to be his friend.
"Hi!" Pinkie Pie appeared from nowhere again. Just was there when she wasn't a moment ago. "I'm never going to get used to that" Midnight thought. "So how's the party? Do you like it?"
Glancing around, Midnight couldn't help but smile again. There were balloons everywhere, streamers, cakes, pies, and smiling new people all around. "Pinkie, this is the best party I have ever had." She seemed to inflate, then bounce around the room trailing more steamers.
Landing back in front of him with a squealing sound, she threw her hooves around him in a hug. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou! Hearing a pony say that always makes my day!" She looked over at the door. "Oooh look! Some late guests are here!"
Looking at the door with her, he saw an orange mare wearing a hat, followed by a white unicorn with a purple mane, and finally, a purple unicorn with a darker mane and a few multicolored stripes through it.
As the last walked in, she smiled and said apologetically, "Sorry we're late everypony. We lost track of time when we were harvesting." The orange pony glanced around. "Ah heard this here party was for somepony new. But I recognise y'all. Who's this new pony in town?"
Pinkie stepped out of the way, and pointed at Midnight. "He's right here silly filly!"
The party resumed, and the three newcomers came up to the black unicorn. "Howdy there. The names Applejack. Glad to make yer aquaintance."
Midnight introduced himself, shook her hoof, then smiled at the next pony who came up. "Hello. I am Rarity, and I run the Carousel Boutique down the road. Feel free to come by if you ever need to dress for an occasion." Smiling, he told her he'd gladly do so.
The third and final pony trotted up. "Hello there! I'm Twilight Sparkle. I run the library here in town." Midnight smiled, told her his name, and then stood, ready to join the festivities. "Thank you all for such a warm welcome! I'm glad to be here, and even happier to know that you all want me here."
Cheers rose from the crowd, and the party continued. Moving his way onto the dance floor, he grinned bigger than he had in a long time. "Friends," he thought, " I can actually make some friends." He smiled even bigger, then lost himself in the music.
*****
Walking towards his new home, a small cottage at the far end of Ponyville, Midnight grinned, and had a spring in his step, even though he'd been partying and dancing for hours.
"For a total stranger, Pinkie threw an enormous party. If the other ponies in town are half as nice as that mare, I'll never leave." Thinking back to the party, he tried to remember faces, names, jobs, and places. It made his head hurt. So many ponies, so many things to know!
"At least now I can get home, unpack, and relax a bit."
Coming to his door, he noticed a small package on the doormat. It was labeled " From Pinkie, something to warm up your house, and show you you're new friends" Opening it, Midnight teared up.
It was a picture of him, laughing, while Pinkie made a funny face. Applejack, Rarity, and Twilight were all around him, also laughing. A cyan Pegasus he didn't remember was hovering on her back, obviously howling with laughter as well, while a yellow Pegasus was nearby, smiling with a reserved, shy look. He took out a picture of his family from his saddlebags. Carefully, he removed it from its frame. He placed the new picture in its place. Sliding the old photo back into his bag, he pushed open the door to his new home. He set the saddlebags on the couch by the hall, then trotted to the bedroom. Gingerly placing his new photo on the nightstand, he flipped a light on at his desk. Glad that he'd ordered some furniture ahead if time, he pulled out a quill and a roll of parchment. There, he started a journal entry of the days events, and kept writing until the sun was visible.
Still not even slightly tired, he stretched and set down his quill. "I need to learn how to write with magic. My jaw is killing me!" He thought out loud. He never practiced his magic much because it was such a frightening thing to his family and town, he stayed away from it.
But now, seeing ponies use it at the party like it was no big deal, he realised he needed to study it more. "Maybe the library has some books I could use!"
He was about to head straight there, when he realized that it was barely sunrise. "The pony who runs it, Twilight, is probably still asleep." He thought. Shrugging, he walked downstairs to make up some breakfast.
After taking his time over his meal, rearranging the furniture to better suit him, and cleaning his home from top to bottom, he glanced out the window. The sun was about halfway up the sky, so he went out the door towards the library.
Knocking, he waited until the door swung open with a purple aura around it. "Well hi there Midnight! How's your second day in Ponyville?" Smiling, he replied "It's still my first. Haven't slept yet to break them up."
Twilight was shocked. "Are you having trouble sleeping? My friend Fluttershy can make you something to help with that."
Still smiling, he shook his head. "No, that's fine. I never sleep at night. Ever since I was a foal, I've only needed two or three hours of sleep, and I usually take a small nap around noon."
For some reason, this fascinated the purple unicorn. "Ever since you were a foal huh? Is your magic stronger at night?"
At this, Midnight shuffled nervously. "I have no idea. You see, well uh, Idontusemagic."
Now Twilight was openly shocked. "But you're a fully grown unicorn! You've never used magic?"
Midnight looked down. "Not on purpose. My family and town were always afraid of it. The entire town was populated by earth ponies. There was one unicorn ancestor on my mothers side. That's how I got here. But even after I left that place, magic was still ingrained as bad with me. That's actually why I'm here. I was wondering if you have any books I could use to learn."
Twilight shook her head. "Yes, I have books, but you need a teacher. Not an old scroll or two to learn magic properly." He knew that she was proficient at magic, from her friends talk and the sheer number of falling cups, tilting tables, and tripping ponies she'd caught with her magic while in the middle of a conversation, without breaking a sentence.
"Well, would you be willing to tutor me? I mean, I don't want to leave Ponyville, and I don't really know many other unicorns who are so talented with magic."
She pondered this. "I do have more at boff since I'm not studying, and Princess Celestia says the best way to learn is to teach. Sure, I'll teach you."
Midnight was ecstatic. "Thank you so much! But I have to tell you, I know nothing. I can barely lift anything when I really focus." Twilight smiled at him. "Don't worry about it. I knew just as much as you at one point. I'll teach you as much as I can."
Midnight smiled wider. "I'm glad. I can't thank you enough. But right now, I need to go home and rest, or I'm going to pass out on your doorstep."
"Oh! I'm sorry to keep you here! Of course you need your rest. Meet me back here at sundown. We can start your first lesson then. Be ready for some hard work!"
Thanking her again, Midnight started towards his house. He barely made it to his bed before he passed out. He drifted off with a smile on his face, and dreams of magic filled futures in his head.