My little oc a blacksmiths view

I had always been better with beer. I didn’t get hangovers from beer like I did with ciders or wine.

Spike woke me up, he stood at the head end of the bed poking me with his claws.

I woke up and without thinking drew a sword that hung over the bed.

“wow, wow easy” spike said as he backed away.

Spike held a dagger “uh I found this outside” spike said “are there ninjas after you” he asked.

After I stood I shook my head.

“No I made that” I smiled down at spike.

“Wow” he said as he turned the dagger around looking over my work.

I sat to work getting ready to forge.

“Hammer, anvil and water, check” I said to myself.

“Ready to begin” I asked, spike nodded enthusiastically.

Spikes flames felt more intense than normal flames.

The metal took shape little by little and soon it had the shape I wanted.

I thanked spike for his help and sent him home to Twilight.

With my magic I made the belt-grinder turn so I could smooth the blade.

After I had added a pommel and a crossgaurd I set to work on a handle.

I thought that spike should have this dagger, it would be a sword fitting for a dragon his size.

The dagger looked great, the scaly texture of the metal could still be seen, even after it had been smoothed and sharpened, the handle was made from rosewood, that might have been a design flaw, the dark green and red clashed and made it inharmonic.

I picked up a piece of wood to try out the blade. With minimal force, it cut through the wood.

I grinned “oh sweet Celestia” it felt as if I was getting aroused from the sharpness, well I kind of was, but at least nopony was around to see it.

After wrapping the dagger in a cloth and putting it in my saddlebag I walked to Twilights castle. Spike answered the door.

“yeah, oh hi Blaze” he said looking out the door.

I opened the saddlebag to reveal the cloth.

“this is for you” I said as I smiled at him “you are the best assistant I have ever had” I said.

In truth I had never had an assistant, but he didn’t need to know.

“wow” he said as he unwrapped the dagger.

“thank you” he said.

The handle was slightly bigger than one of his clawed hands and the blade fit his size perfectly.

Twilight came to the door and saw the dagger and then looked at me.

“are you sure that’s a good idea” she asked.

I nodded “there aren’t any lows against fillies and colts having knives, so why should a dragon be any deferent” I asked with a smile.

Twilight looked worried but accepted.

Spike looked up at Twilight “can I hang with Blazing Forge, you are just reading today right” he asked.

Twilight put a hoof to her mouth “uh, I would prefer that you stayed here” she finally said.

Spike sighed, “well we could hang here” I said smiling at them both.

“Agreed” Twilight said and turned to walk in again.

“Could you make a set of armor to go with the sword” Spike asked big eyed as a puppy.

I shook my head “no that was the only dragon metal I had” I said smiling at him.

“You are quite the little knight aren’t you” I teased “who’s your princess, it’s not Twilight I can tell that much” I continued smirking.

Spike looked at me, then down at the dagger “you do realize that I have a sharp object in my claws right” he asked jokingly.

“Not that Twilight isn’t a good looking mare” I said blushing.

I put a hoof to my chin, “Pinkie seem to be able to bend the world to her will, so she wouldn’t need rescuing, the same with Applejack and Rainbow” I said, in deep thought,

“so that leaves Fluttershy and Rarity” I looked down at him.

“hmm it must me Fluttershy, Rarity is to obvious” I said, making Spike blush.

“No it’s not Fluttershy, it’s Rarity” he said grinding his foot in the ground.

A spoon with wings flew past us and towards the nearest door

“stop that spoon” Twilight yelled and charged after it.

I stood and looked down at spike “uh aren’t you going to help her” spike just smiled slightly.

“nah, she has got it under control, usually she and her friends take care of things. Most of us just carry on with the day as if nothing happened, it might seem strange, and it properly is, but it how things work here,” he said shrugging.

Soon after Twilight returned, her mane looked like Pinkies and she looked exhausted.

After Twilight had made herself presentable again, she asked Spike what he had planned for dinner.

“uh well I thought about making hey fries and dandelion salad” he said.

That felt like my que to leave but Spike stopped me

“I’ll make extra” he said smiling at me and then looking at the dagger.

Spike was quite the cook, the fries were perfect and the salad was amazing.

Later that afternoon I decided to turn in early, but first I wanted to read a story, so I found “the complete works of Slender Pencil”.

He was my favorite author.

His universes were very deferent then ours, he wrote about bipedal beings engaged in war with each other, over religions of all things.

I started where I had left of last time, the hero had just meet a female and he had taken her to a ruin and was about to undress her.

Oh this will be good I thought, but I was soon disappointed as a squared of soldiers stormed the ruin and shot the female, the hero barely saved his own life and presided to run as fast he could.

“Damn you Slender Pencil” I yelled and let the book fall to the floor and rolled my eyes.

He could be such a tease, building up to something and then ripping it apart. I rolled onto my side and closed my eyes.

I dreamt that I was walking besides a slender mare who I recognized immediately, it was my former crush, I met in Canterlot. She brushed her tail against me and flashed a seductive smile at me.

She put a hoof on my back and asked, “why didn’t you ask me out”.

“uh well, you see”, I was never great with mares or fillies for that matter.

“I have always wanted you” she whispered into my ear, making it twitch.

She brushed her tail against me and bumping my flank with hers, I laughed nervously.

She then pushed me to the floor, “oh Blazing Forge, I need you”.

Her hips rubbed against my exposed belly.

My eyes opened to be greeted by three little fillies on my stomach.

I blushed.

“hiya there mister” Applebloom said

“we are looking for our cutiemark” Sweetiebell said

“and we wondered if metal was our special talent”.

After getting footing on the floor and rubbing sleep from my eyes I looked at the three fillies,

“uh, so what do you want to make” I asked with sleep in my voice.

The crusaders took a long while to come up with their answer,

“we, don’t know, we figure we could help with something” Scootaloo said smiling up at me.

I looked around my shack, “uhh, I don’t have anything right now” looking back at them and seeing the sadness in their eyes.

I decided to make a deal with them.

“when I get the first job you can help me, all right?” I asked,

“thanks mister” Applebloom said smiling at me.

After that the fillies darted out of the shack and towards the town.

Sitting down on the floor I noticed my saddleback had fallen from a table,

“well, I might as well see how many bits I’ve got left” I thought and pulled it closer, ten, twenty, thirty, forty,

“hmm, I need costumers, quick” I whispered to myself.

“I could sell the sword that doesn’t have to much sentimental value”.

I picked up the swords from the shelves and placed them on the ground,

“well, I don’t know if I’m even allowed to sell them here, I guess it’s okay, it’s close to the everfree, so, we need to be able to protect ourselves”.

I decided to make a stand at the marked, I found old pieces of wood from an old wagon behind the shack and fashioned a stand.

A lot of young colt came and asked about the blades and armor pieces, but nothing were sold that day, bummer.

When I packed the stand together and put it on my wagon I saw that Twilight were walking with Spike, I waved at them trying to get her attention, I didn’t.

A light furred and red purple-ish mare with a rose cutiemark saw me waving and walked over to me.

“don’t bother, they almost never interact with the other ponies of this town, those six stay together and doesn’t let others into their little click” she said with a sweet and yet strangely dry voice.

“uh, I don’t understand, they seemed so nice when they welcomed me” I said.

she looked at me with something resambling pitty “oh, don’t worry, it’s not you, they are the element bearers, that’s what binds them so closely, maybe it’s hard for them to have a friend that can’t come on dangerous missions” she said.

I frowned “isn’t Twilight the princess of friendship” I asked

“yeah but try to imagine having to be friends with hundreds of ponies, I don’t think it’s an easy task” she said smiling at me.

I could see her point, but the least thing she, or they could do, was to acknowledge other ponies.

I knew she saw me, we had eye contact.

After putting the swords and stand back in my shack, I thought of going to the town hall, maybe I could track down a temporary job there, just to earn some bits for the future.

However I ran into Applebloom, or rather, she ran into me.

“Hi there Applebloom, you wouldn’t happen to know where I could find a job would you”,

she looked at me funny, “uhh, don’t you have a shop and a stand” she asked tilting her head,

“yeah, well it’s not going so well”.

With a hoof to her mouth she stood thinking, “ya could ask Applejack or Big Mac, at our farm”

I shook her hoof rapidly “thank you” I said and walked of.

At the farm, I saw a big red stallion plowing the fields,

“that has to be Big Mac”, I thought out loud and proceeded to walk towards the big stallion.

“Hey there, Applebloom said that you might have a job for me, here at the farm, you are Big Mac right” I said hoping that I was right,

“eeyup”,

“uhh, so what can I do”,

Big Mac flung his head as to say “follow me”.

We ended up in a corner of the apple fields, where the trees with yellow apples and a small field of strawberries.

Big Mac pointed to the trees and then to a stack of wooden buckets, to the strawberry field and a crate.

“okay then, I’ll return when it’s done”,

Big Mac just nodded and trotted away.

Turns out, it was harder to buck a tree, then I had expected.

The first couple of tries, made me plant my face in the ground, next buck made a single apple fall.

Soon after I had gotten the hang of it and bucked and bucked.

Apple after apple fell and some even fell into the buckets, but most fell on the ground for me to pick up.

Bic Mac returned when I had filled the wooden buckets, with a new set of buckets and a cart.

After I had hauled the cart into the barn, emptied the buckets and put them back in the cart I returned to the corner of the field.

It took me most of the day, but I finished.

Bic Mac saw me pulling the last of the apples and strawberries, and nodded in satisfaction.

A older looking mare came across my path as I was heading home, expecting to be paid  by the end of the week,

“heya sonny” she said in a high and shacky voice,

“you were the one helping Big Mac right”.

I nodded “yeah” I said smiling at her,

“gibers, ya are almost as big as Big Mac too”.

I tilted my head, not knowing what to say, turns out I didn’t need to say anything.

“Come on let’s get inside to get some to eat”.

I was flattered at the hospitality, not only her, but the whole town I general.

“I’d like that” I said.

At the table I sat between Applebloom and Big Mac, it felt kind of weird to not be the biggest stallion, well to be fair he wasn’t that much taller, a couple of centimeters or so, but still.

“More mashed potatoes”, Applejack asked, after my third helping,

“oh, no thank you, I couldn’t eat another bite” I said gasping afterwards.

Suddenly, out of the blue, a pie was put in front of me,

“time for apple pie” Granny Smith said,

“uh Granny, he said he couldn’t eat another bite” Big Mac said.

Wow, it was the first time I had heard him talk, besides the occasional “eeyup” or “nope”.

I must have steered at him for a while, because the others were looking at me.

I closed my mouth that had hung open and smiled sheepishly.

A moment later Granny broke the silence,

“uh what were we talking about” she said while rubbing her head.

Her age were showing, I thought she had aged gracefully, I had seen some pictures of her when she was younger hanging on a wall, a picture of Applejack when she had been a young filly in diapers and a picture of Big Mac as a teenage colt eating a juicy apple.

The apple family seemed to be a family in harmony, and then.

“He said he couldn’t eat another bite” Applejack yelled,

“I’m not deaf you know” Granny yelled back and frowned.

Oh on second thought maybe not. After the two mares had cooled of, we decided to go look at the setting sun with a pot of coffee.

Applebloom had brought the pie and diches for the four of us.

Slam, my body fell onto the my hay bed, with a lazy thud, my rear hooves hurt,

how Big Mac and Applejack do that all day.

I sighed and picked up a ingot from the floor, hmm, maybe they could use some horseshoes, some click-on horseshoes, with spikes or grooves.

It didn’t take me long to draw a blueprint, I was suddenly full of energy, I would present them tomorrow after the bucking.

The warm rays of the sun tickled my muzzle, waking me gently and after stretching,

I felt ready for the day, well that, and the coffee and a sandwich helped, Celestia surely knew how to wake her little ponies.

The road to Applejacks farm felt faster than the day before, maybe it was my happy trotting or the fresh air.

I greeted Applejack and asked her where I should start, she pointed me toward the barn,

“I need you to build a hay shelter for my apples” she said in a cheery voice.

Thump, thump, thump, the hay bales fell hard onto the ground,

I probably didn’t need as many as I threw down, but better safe than sorry.

Applejack had stacked crates in the barn, ready for the hay. One, two, three, the hay bales didn’t feel all that heavy and not long after, I had covered the crates.

Well that was easy, I thought frowning, what now.

Applebloom was walking off to school, but when she saw me she ran over.

“hi” she squeaked,

“hi Applebloom, off to school I see” I said smiling at the little sweet filly,

“yeah, I just wanted to tell you to have a good day”,

I snickered “you too”,

after that she took off galloping down the road, leaving a smoke trail. I shook my head, if only I had been that enthusiastic about school when I was her age, instead of working on my magic, that never really improved.

Applejack and Big Mac returned shortly after with three wagons filled with apples, Applejack drove one and Big Mac had two.

“What now” I said cracking my neck and forelegs,

“wow eager to work I see, well, nothing right now, most of the apples are bucked and we have our winter reserve” she smiled

“so why don’t you just take the rest of the day off”.

I shrugged my shoulders “sure, oh there were something I wanted to show you two” I said pulling the blueprints from my saddlebag.

“Seem mighty complicated” Applejack said,

Big Mac nodded, “eeyup”.

Looking down on the blueprints I noticed that I could make it simpler by removing a spring.

“Yeah, probably, but it’s not impossible” I said with a confident smile.

After a long while Applejack looked up at me and said “if ya can make a pair, ya know for a demo, I would be glad to try it out”

After I had wished Applejack and Big Mac a good day I walked back to town, to my surprise the whole town was buzzing with ecstatic energy.

My eyes caught Rose at her flower stand and decided to ask her what the fuzz was about.

“oh haven’t you heard, the princesses are coming to town in a couple of days, they are having a slumber party at Twilights house”.

Slumber party, princesses, huh, this was weird I thought, shouldn’t they be ruling the land, well perhaps there were nothing on their agenda.

Maybe they needed some down time, well in any case, this was the perfect opportunity, I could show Celestia my craft, I could make a celestial sword for her, to prove that I had what it would take to be a royal swordsmith.

“uh, are you listening” rose asked

“huh” I exclaimed, a little louder than I would have liked.

“what I was saying was; since you are new here, and that you probably don’t know that many around town, we would like to invite you to a slumber party, so that we can get to know you and you, us”.

I could swear I saw a hint of a blush, but didn’t pay much mind to it,

“we being?” I asked in a curios tone,

“oh, my sisters and I” she said smiling.

Thinking it through, I agreed.

I didn’t know anypony that well and this would be a great opportunity to get to know somepony in Ponyville.

Back in my shack I started work on a sword for Celestia.

I had a special material tugged away for such an ovation.

It was a special, magic enhancing, metal like crystal, used by mages and sorceress.

Strike after strike, I shaped the crystal.

To my surprise the crystal almost knew what I wanted it to do, it shaped itself as I strug it with my hammer and soon the blade was done.

I admired the shape, a long blade with a thickened tip.

After I had policed the blade I accidently turned the flat of the blade towards the sun, blinding me and sending my flank to the floor.

“Damn it” I muttered,

it was worse than the time I had welded without a helmet.

Several days later, I had the blade ready, it was long, far longer than the two hoofed swords I had seen or made before.

I took a swing with it.

Clank, crash, bang, all of my hammers flew onto the floor.

I should really think before doing something like that, I sighed.

After making a sheath for the blade I trotted towards Raritys home.

I had heard that she had lots of fabric lying around, and with a small sum of bits on hoof I knocked on the door.

“Oh what a mess you are”.

Sigh, not even a good day, this was a weird town, Rarity held a hoof to her muzzle, probably in chock, well to her defense I was messy, my coat was darkened by the ash from the forge and the metal dust from sawing and welding.

“uh, hi, Rarity right” I asked, “I was wandering if I could buy some fabric, to wrap around a sword”.

The white unicorn pulled me in and almost flung me into her bathroom, this was weird, too weird.

Turning on the water she almost drowned me as she scrubbed me with a spung, grasped with her magic.

“oh it’s not coming off” she muttered.

A towel wrapped itself around me and almost squished the water from my coat and mane, letting all of the air out of me.

When the towel attacked again I countered with a simple ward and tried to get her attention.

“HEY” I yelled stopping her,

“oh dear” she muttered “I think I stepped over the line” she blushed shamefully,

“what can I help with”.

“As I said” I started explaining what I needed the fabric for.

“oh of cause” she said in a singsong voice

“what color”,

“uh, something fitting Celestia” I said.

Rarity found a roll of light pink, well more white, with a hint of pink really, and cut a piece that wound fit the sword after my specifications.

“No, no it’s free, take it” she said after I had handed her a hoof full of bits and lead me to the door.