Daring Do and the tale of the one from Ponyville

Samantha groaned aloud, but not too loud, the last thing she wanted was for both of them to hear her and invite her over.

She was torn, she was about to choose between her lifelong friend, and her idol, or maybe more than a friend or idol now.

The beginning to panic mare considered trying balancing between the tables, rushing to and fro, but decided against it; I mean we all know where that would end up.

She shifted one way and hastly went back, she was completly unsure what to do.

Sure Jade was a nice pony, she always seemed to see things other ponies ways, but what if she became scarred internally?

This thought had been scratching at her from the  moment she sat down with Daring last night, not to mention the public implementations it could have, the public frowned upon the possible type of relation she had with Daring and not only would shun her, but Daring would take most of it, being a celebrity and all.

And, as if to make matters worse, they both had noticed her too and were making there way towards her.

Jade reached Cheerilee first, about a second before Daring.

"Ummm, morning you two" she said and smiled sheepishly, "Have the two of you met bef...".

Daring interrupted before anymore could be said "Of course! everypony who is anypony has heard of Jade Smith, she is quite the living legend, a forefront of kindness and generosity."

Jade smiled and acknowledged the compliment and turned back to face Samantha.

"Anyway Sam," said daring "have you decided if you want to come to Damarescus with me?"

Jade almost didn't even blink at the question, "Well I HAVE given it some thought and decided that there would be nothing else I would rather do."

Apparently, Jade Smith was more than okay with Cheerilee's decision, although it was her idea to come to Manehattan, it seemed almost natural for others to fnid their adventures around her.

Besides, Jade was to busy with other things to keep track of her friend and was glad she would be in the capable hooves of none other than Daring Do, conqueror of ancient temples.

Samantha was encouraged after having breakfast (Fruit loaf toast and a glass of orange juice, surprisingly a common order at a 5 star hotel) to get some rest and sleep.

The sun had retreated into a magnificent sunset as Cheerilee and Do boarded the plane that would take them to Damarescus; it was a small cargo plane, filled with chickens, most of which were not in their cages.

The plane had two rotors on each wings, each puttered and smoked when they started.

The wings were mostly composed of patch jobs, with odd coloured metals on each section of the wing in patches.

The interior was just as nice, with of course, the walls mostly lined with cages, with only one dirt stained window and a curtain leading to the cockpit.

Outside the window was the vast ocean, and as time went by, it succumbed to land which quickly turned to desert and orangey-cream coloured buildings and bustling markets.

The rustbucket plane landed on a long trail of sand and dirt and as Daring opened the door the heat of Damarescus flooded into the plane and Samantha was instantly sweating.

Daring looked at her and put on her usual safari hat "Pfft, tourist" and laughed as she stepped out into the golden sunlight of morning Damarescus.

As the duo quickly got off the landing strip they were met by a orange coated colt with a large black beard and a turban.

"Daring! You are a sight for sore eyes!" he said in a slight Arabian accent.  Daring smiled and ran over to hug him while Samantha tried to get out of the plane, which was failing miserably. "So, who is your friend Daring? It seems whenever you visit me it is always on buisness and with someone else."

Daring smiled "Oh of course I will, I just wanna go after one last artifact, one last temple. Then I'll visit you after I settle down with Samantha." She said as Samantha herself walked up to them. "So," spoke Cheerilee "exactly which temple and artifact are we going after?"