The Sparkle In His Soul

A pair of chirping robins flew overhead as Twilight and Allen emerged from the library. Their sweet morning melody reminded Allen of spring mornings back on Earth. He closed his eyes for a moment as he soaked in the ambiance, while noticing the slight nip in the morning air.

They had just started walking away, when Allen turned and looked back. “Whoa.” There, the morning sun glistened against the lush leafy branches and seemed to make it blend harmoniously with other buildings of Ponyville. The human could finally appreciate the Golden Oak Library in its entirety. “Twilight, your home looks incredible as the sunlight hits it.” Twilight turned and smiled while Allen stood their holding up his hands and using his thumbs and index fingers to form a makeshift frame. “Yeah, it really is picturesque. I don’t think it looked quite the same when you and your friends led me here from the hospital. Of course, I was still a bit woozy.” Allen snickered a little self-consciously.

Twilight moved closer to Allen and joined him in gazing at the mighty oak. “Yes, I’ve always liked the way the library looks in the daylight.” Glancing at his face, she saw the sloppy smile and chuckled. “And you were rather out of it when we brought you here.”

Allen nodded and said, “You’ll get no argument from me.” Then, as he continued staring at the oak, he held up his handmade frame one more time. “Yep, just like the rest of Ponyville, this place is so charming.”

“I’m glad to hear you say that. Now, come on.” Twilight motioned him with her hoof. “On our way to barracks, I can show you some of Ponyville.”

There was a strong and lofty energy in Allen’s step as he walked beside Twilight, while they made their way further into town. “Sweet. It’ll sure be neat to see more of this place. Especially now that I’m more with it.”

Twilight just closed her eyes and smiled again. Then, she briefly glanced his way and said, “If you like what you saw of it last night. You’ll really enjoy it up close in the daylight.”

“Mm-hmm.” Allen nodded. Then, recalling what Twilight had just said, he turned her way, wearing a rather perplexed look. “Hang on a second. Did you say “barracks” a little bit ago?”

She nodded as they continued walking along. “Yes, I did,” she replied bluntly.

Allen puckered his lips funny. “Uh, why does Ponyville have a barracks? Correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t that a building used to house soldiers?”

“Yeah.” She shook her head. “It’s a bit of a story. I’ll explain once we get there.”

“Okay.” Allen’s words were a little less energized as he continued to follow her. He still wasn’t sure why a town like Ponyville would have a barracks, let alone any military personnel stationed at it. Though as they turned down another street, one thing did make sense to Allen. He couldn’t think of anyone better to train him than a soldier…a warrior.

Allen blinked as they continued their trek through town. There were more ponies around then there were last night. At first he started to feel a little nervous, but that was until he examined their faces more closely. He expected to see troubled looks and fear, but instead, he saw bright eyes and happy smiles. As they passed more ponies, they started waving to them. Some of the ponies even called Twilight by name as they waved, while engaging in their various morning rituals – be they working in their yards, out running errands, or just greeting the day on their way to work.

“Twilight, why is everyone smiling and waving at us?” Allen blinked, wondering if his eyes were just playing tricks on him.

The unicorn looked around at the other ponies and then at Allen. She smirked a little as she chuckled. “They’re just being friendly. Several ponies saw us bring you into town yesterday. Some asked us who or what you were. We just told them you’re a visitor form a distant land that had some trouble in the mountains.”

Allen came to an abrupt halt as he stood there, a look of disbelief on his face. “Seriously?”

Twilight turned and walked back to him. “Well, yeah.”

The human glanced around at the still jubilant ponies. “So, you’re saying they aren’t afraid of me – an outsider…an alien being?”

She stared at Allen for a moment, scratching her head curiously. Then, she slanted her eyes and all but gave him a snide look. “Oh, should we be afraid of you?” Twilight walked past him, then glanced back at him. “From the time we spent together last night and so far this morning, I haven’t seen any reason to fear you.”

“True, I’ll give you that.”

Twilight just shook her head. “I don’t know how outsiders or “aliens” are viewed on your world. But, here in Equestria, we don’t immediately push the panic button. Don’t get me wrong, we don’t entirely lower our guard, but, we don’t go looking for trouble either.”

“Right. Okay, then I can see why you wouldn’t be afraid of me.” Allen noted, while he started making sense of the ponies’ reaction to him.

“And trust me when I say, there have been far stranger things to walk down the streets of Ponyville than you.” Twilight nodded. Then she giggled briefly, while recalling some of the unique characters that had indeed paid the town a visit.

“So then, onward?” Allen asked.

“Of course.” Twilight laughed again.

“What? What’s so funny?”

She just waved her hoof again. “Ah, it’s nothing. I was just thinking about some of the other “unique” visitors Ponyville has had over the past few years.” Twilight smiled. “I’ll have to tell you about them, if there’s time.”

Allen let out a nervous laugh. “I’m not entirely sure I want to know, given your reaction.”

Twilight grinned briefly as they resumed their walk. “Oh, don’t worry, it’s nothing bad. It could be a little on the strange side though.”

“Eh.” Allen shrugged his shoulders. “Strange is fine.”

“Hmm.” Twilight nodded. Then, as they walked along, she took a long look at Allen’s attire, which consisted of a navy long-sleeve sweatshirt a pair of blue jeans and what appeared to be funny looking black and gray shoes on his feet.

The unicorn continued studying him, until Allen noticed her eyes on him. “Uh, Twilight. What are you doing?”

She panned her eyes up to meet his. “Oh, I was just examining your clothing. It’s a little different from the clothing we wear. In fact, most of the time, many of us ponies don’t even wear clothing.”

“Yeah, I noticed that. But didn’t think too much about it. I mean, you do have fur and thick colorful tails.”

Twilight nodded in agreement. “Yes, and we usually just put on clothing for special occasions, or for a job, and there are those of us that just like to dress up – like my friend Rarity.”

Allen recalled Rarity’s name. “Oh, right. I remember her. Didn’t she say something about having outfits to work on last night?”

“Yes, she did.” Twilight smiled. “I’m glad you remembered. And getting to my point.”

“Okay.” Allen wasn’t sure what this had to do with his attire.

“Since you’re going to be here longer than you originally thought, and your kind does have to wear clothing, right?” Twilight looked at Allen, anxiously awaiting a reply.

“That’s right. It’s a bit embarrassing for humans to go around without any clothing. Unlike you ponies, we lack the fur and tails to maintain our modesty.”

“Oh.” Twilight’s face reddened a little. “I think I understand. In fact, that’s why I think it would be a good idea to stop by Carousel Boutique and visit Rarity. I suspect you’ll need more than the clothing you’re wearing.”

Allen’s face went a little blank, before he replied, “You’re right. I hadn’t thought about it, but I will need more clothes. I doubt it’d be a good idea to sit and wait for my clothing to wash…uh, you do have washing machines and dryers, I hope? I’m not going to have to go down to a stream and beat my clothing on a rock am I?”

Twilight giggled. “No, you won’t. We do have washing machines and dryers. Now come on. I’m sure Rarity can help us.” The smile returned to Twilight’s face as she led them toward Carousel Boutique.

* * * * * *

The sun was nearing its zenith as it cast its rays on Canterlot Castle. Princess Celestia was perched on her elegant seat as she continued holding the morning court within the vast throne room.

The princess smiled politely, while she listened to her loyal subject present his case. The stallion checked over his papers one last time, making sure he hadn’t missed anything, then he nodded. “Yes, so you see, Your Grace, that’s what I’m hoping to accomplish. All I need now is to get a building permit.”

The polite smile remained on Celestia’s face. “That was a very thorough explanation. And have no fear.” The princess turned to her aid. The unicorn floated a piece of parchment over to the princess. Celestia’s horn lit up as she used her magic to dip her quill into the inkwell that was resting on the small side table. She then proceeded to sign the legal document. “There. With my signature this form is official, you can give this to the permit office and they will take care of everything.”

The stallion’s mouth hung open for a moment, then he smiled and bowed respectfully to the princess. “Thank you, Your Grace. I appreciate everything you’ve done for me.”

Celestia giggled silently, and offered him a contented smile. “You are quite welcome. This is why I’m here, to help loyal subjects like you.”

Celestia’s aide walked over to the stallion and gave him the paper. He took it and bowed again. “Thank you, princess. Have a splendid day.” He turned and lightly trotted out of the throne room. The unicorn guards used their magic to shut the doors, which closed with a low metallic thud.

“Oh…” Celestia sighed, rubbing her hooves along both sides of her head.

The side door, next to Celestia’s throne opened. Princess Luna strolled in and sat on the empty throne beside her sister. “So, did I miss anything important, while I stepped out to freshen up?” Luna glanced over at Celestia.

Celestia shook her head. “No, today has been rather slow. Just the usual, you know? Like before you stepped out. Somepony needs a permit or wants the crown to support their request for a loan, or a rezoning…ugh, or some other benign ranting.”

Luna smiled as she sat back in her seat. “Ah, so business as usual then.”

“You guessed it.” Celestia cast out another sigh. “You can be glad you missed putting up with 1,000 years of this. I’m only sorry for the circumstances, which you got out of…”

Celestia stopped as Luna held up a hoof. “It’s fine, dear sister. No need to go on a tangent about my imprisonment, not again.” Luna smiled. “We’ve long since overcome that ordeal. But, you may be right. Either way, at least you no longer have to deal with the whiny nobles and squabbling peasants on your own.”

Celestia smiled. “You know something, Luna? That makes me feel a lot better.”

Luna shared Celestia’s smile, but it quickly faded as one of the guards came galloping up to the thrones. “Your highnesses!”

Celestia took a deep cleansing breath and sat up straight. “Yes? What is it?”

The Royal Guard bowed, then as he rose he said, “Princess Cadence and Shining Armor have both returned from the Crystal Empire.”

“Ah, that means they have completed their assignment at last.” Celestia wore a look of joy as she motioned a hoof toward the guard. “You may show them both in.”

“At once, Your Grace.” The guard turned around and trotted over to the large double doors. He gave a nod to the two guards at each side of the door. They nodded back and used their magic to open the way. He walked up to the two arriving ponies and cleared his throat. “Eh-hem. Presenting Princess Cadence and Shining Armor.” He waited for the two arrivals to enter, then bowed one final time and exited the throne room. Cadence and Shining made their way to Princess Luna and Princess Celestia. One of the castle maids was following closely behind them as she pushed a small elegant wooden cart.

The doors closed as they stood before the two princesses. Celestia greeted them both with a cheerful smile and nodded. “Princess Cadence, Shining Armor, welcome back to Canterlot.”

Cadence smiled and joined her husband in bowing before her aunts. “Thank you, princess.”

Celestia rose form her throne and descended the stairs below. She placed a gilded hoof on her niece’s shoulder. “There’s no need to be so formal. Now, would you two care to give me your report, please?” She stepped back, still smiling brightly as she faced them.

Cadence took a deep breath, before answering, “I’m happy to report that after spending four additional months in the Crystal Empire that Shining Armor and I have completed the task you gave us.”

“Wonderful. I trust the council of elders was able to work with you?” Celestia asked, confidence rippling in her voice.

Cadence nodded and smiled cheerfully. “Yes. After meeting with the council, we were able to review the candidates for both the position of High Steward and Captain of the Crystal Guard.”

Shining Armor stepped up and shared their enthusiasm. “And I’m pleased that we were able to help them choose the best ponies for each station.”

Princess Cadence nodded. “That’s right. After holding a vote, a steward and a captain were chosen. Any candidates that didn’t get selected were kept to aid those chosen for each position and to stand in, should anything happen to those that were appointed.”

Shining Armor gave a solemn nod. “That’s right. Once a steward and captain were selected, we spent the past few months helping them get everything in order and while it was a little rough at first. I know the empire is now in good hooves.”

Cadence smiled as she straightened her crown. “And they are currently checking their citizenry and royal documents to see if they can track down their original queen or any of those from her family. That way a true ruler can take over.” The younger alicorn hung her head, a strong note of sorrow in her lavender eyes. “Though a few members on the council started to recall their queen. And many believe she didn’t survive while King Sombra was in power.”

Celestia closed her eyes and observed a moment of silence upon hearing the grim news. “A true pity to be sure. Well, at least you were able to help fill two key roles in the meantime.”

“Yes.” Cadence perked up. “Despite the sadness about their queen, at least the empire is back and once again standing on its own. The crystal heart is as lovely as ever.”

Shining Armor smiled as he turned to a nearby window and held up a hoof. “That’s right. The love and energy from the empire is still swirling in the sky every so often. You can’t help but see it.”

Celestia smiled as she saw the colorful swirls of energy rippling like an aurora in the blue sky.

“Oh, and there’s one more thing.” Cadence turned to the maid and gave a gentle nod. The maid pushed the cart up to Princess Celestia. Cadence smiled cheerfully as she pointed a gilded hoof at the cart. “These are some gifts the crystal ponies sent back with us. Including…” Cadence’s horn lit up with a soft blue glow. “This signed pledge from the Crystal Empire’s new High Steward. It states that if we ever need help that they will happily send guards, relief supplies, and anything they can offer in goodwill. And in return, they humbly request the same from us.” Cadence floated the rolled document over to Celestia.

The elder princess took the scroll in the grip of her golden magic and unfurled it. “Hmmm. Ah, and I see you signed on behalf of Canterlot. Very good, Cadence.” Celestia smiled. “This is most welcome news indeed.” The smile grew on Celestia’s face as she turned back and looked to her sister. Luna gave a silent nod and smiled back. Celestia turned to address them again and let out a calming sigh. “I knew I could count on you two. And I’m so glad to have both of you back in Canterlot.”

“It’s great to be back, “Cadence replied, her eyes sparkling with delight.

“It really is.” Shining Armor nodded, his face was equally jubilant. “The Crystal Empire is a nice place to visit…but it’s not Canterlot…it’s not home.”

Celestia placed a hoof on Shining Armor’s shoulder. “You don’t know how it joys me to hear you say that. And, with you back, I hope you’ll resume your duty as captain of the Royal Guard.”

He stood tall and saluted the princess. “It will be an honor to return to work as captain.”

“Glad to hear it.” Celestia turned to her niece. “And Cadence, I would absolutely treasure your aid with royal affairs. It will allow Luna and me the chance to better tend to our subjects needs and requests.”

Cadence bubbled as she met Celestia for a loving hug. “You know I’m always glad to help, anyway I can.”

“I do.” The two took a step back. “Now, I image your journey home was long and tiring. That’s why I’m giving you two the rest of today and tomorrow to rest and settle back in.”

Shining Armor nodded, but had a very serious look on his face. “I appreciate the time off. But, I hope you don’t mind if I check in with the guard tomorrow morning.”

Celestia gave a short nod. “Very well, I have no problem with that. But I’d better not hear that you’ve spent all of tomorrow at the barracks.”

The stallion shook his head and tried not to grin. “Of course not, princess.”

“Thank you, Celestia.” Cadence bowed respectfully. “Is there anything else you need from us?”

“No.” Celestia motioned her hoof to the guards at the double doors. “You two may go.”

Shining Armor bowed before the princesses then joined Cadence as they departed the throne room.

Luna rose from her throne and joined her sister. “Aren’t you going to bring them up to speed?”

Celestia shook her head. “They just returned from a long journey and a vital assignment. We’ll let them rest for now. Besides, we’re still missing one piece of the puzzle.”

“Of course.” Luna stood beside Celestia. “Did you send Twilight your reply?”

Celestia nodded. “I did.” She turned to Luna. “I told her, you would be stopping by this evening.”

Luna looked to the stained glass windows, the ones that depicted so many pivotal events in Equestria’s past. “My trip there should be interesting…at the very least.”

Celestia nodded, as the two turned and retired from the throne room, making a discrete exit out the back.

* * * * * *

Allen puffed out a breath as he stood there in Carousel Boutique, wearing nothing but his T-shirt and underwear. Rarity adjusted the tape measure along the human’s waist and then moved it to his shoulders. She turned to a nearby pedestal and wrote down some numbers and made a few notes on a sheet of paper. Then, placing a hoof to her chin, she nodded. “Hmmm.”

Twilight looked at Allen, softly biting her lower lip, before she turned to Rarity. “Well, what do you think?”

“Hmmm.” Rarity gave Allen a long hard look, then checked all the various measurements she had taken. “Yes, darlings. I believe I can help.”

Twilight’s face lit up. “You can?”

Rarity nodded twice, and then floated the tape measure back over to a nearby table. “Of course. Twilight, you know I love a challenge, and I’ve made similar clothing to Allen’s in the past. Besides, our clothing isn’t so different from his.” Rarity tapped her hooves on the floor. “Now I’m really glad I fixed those slacks for Iron Will.”

Twilight let out a sigh of relief, then smiled brightly. “That’s great news, don’t you think so, Allen?” She looked at the human.

Glancing their way, Allen nodded. “Yes, that’s great to hear. Uh, are you done taking measurements, Rarity?”

“Oh, yes, I am, darling. If you two will pardon me, I just had a great idea!” Rarity half sung the word ‘idea’ as she giggled and walked over to her drawing board, the sheet with Allen’s measurements followed her within the grip of her soft blue magic.

Allen redressed, pulling his pants and long sleeve shirt back on. “There.” He tucked the shirttail into his pants and walked over to Twilight. “Are we good to go, then?” Allen asked, as he slipped on his socks and shoes and started tying them.

She nodded. “I believe so. Uh, Rarity?”

“Oh, yes, yes, great seeing you two. If you’ll excuse me…I’m in the zone.” There was glee in her voice as she started scratching some things down on a clean sheet of sketch paper.

“All right. Thank you, Rarity.” Twilight called, waving a hoof.

“Yes, thank you, Rarity.” Allen joined Twilight waving.

All Rarity did was lightly flail a hoof at them as she continued with her work. The prospect of making clothing for an outsider like Allen was really stirring Rarity’s itch for something different.

Twilight and Allen stepped out of Rarity’s shop and resumed their original course. The unicorn let out a calming sigh.

“Well, that was a lucky break,” Allen noted as they walked side by side.

“Yes, it was. I figured, what pony better to make you some clothing then Rarity?” Twilight grinned briefly.

“She certainly seems like an inspired choice. Just one question.” Allen looked at Twilight a bit seriously.

“Yes?”

“How am I supposed to pay her…or the stallion for that matter?” He sighed, giving Twilight a dubious glance. “I don’t really have any money.” Allen reached for his wallet and rummaged through it for all of five seconds. “Unless, do you take dollars?” He sighed heavily. “Which I only have a five and a few ones.”

Twilight looked at the oddly marked pieces of pale green paper that were resting in his opened wallet. She smiled warmly and reached up to pat his shoulder. “Don’t worry. I can help, and just like the doctor at the hospital, the stallion owes me a favor. And Rarity is a very reasonable pony.”

Allen put his wallet away. “All right then. I just feel a little funny without any money on me.” He snickered halfheartedly. “Of course I usually don’t have much in the way of money.”

Twilight looked up at him as they stopped for a moment. “Allen, it’ll be okay. Trust me. You’re here under unique circumstances, and I really don’t mind helping you.” Twilight gave him a sincere look. “I’ve been in your situation before. It was thanks to kind ponies and my friends that I was able to make it through quite a few tough times.” Twilight smiled grandly. “And because of that, I have to admit I have a soft spot for an underdog like you.”

Allen smiled. He couldn’t remember the last time someone had been so nice to him, especially without expecting a major favor in return. “Thank you, Twilight. If nothing else, you have my endless gratitude for everything you’ve done.”

She gave him a joyful look as they resumed walking again. “You’re quite welcome. Now come on, Allen. We’re not far.” Twilight smiled as she continued guiding him along the road.

Allen saw more ponies passing as they kept walking, and like before he couldn’t help but notice the curious markings on their flanks. He’d seen them before, but hadn’t really had a chance to give them much thought. He glanced over at Twilight and this time really noticed the grouping of sparkling stars on her own flank. “Say, Twilight, there’s something I’ve been wondering about.”

She turned to him, the cheerful smile was still on her face. “And what’s that?”

“Why do you ponies have marks and symbols on your flanks? Do they mean something or are they just decorative?” He asked while scratching the back of his neck.

Twilight looked at him funny and muttered to herself, “Marks on our flanks?” Then her face lit up. “Oh, you mean our “cutie marks”?”

“Cutie marks?” Allen blinked, placing an incredulous hand to his chin. “And what do they do?” He held out his hand in confusion and had an equally lost look on his face.

Twilight glanced upward for a moment as she considered the best way to answer his query. While she was usually quite thorough, it hadn’t dawned on her to tell Allen about cutie marks before now. “Well…it’s a bit involved, but in a nutshell. Cutie marks represent a pony’s special talent. Usually before a colt or filly reaches puberty, they discover the one thing in life they’re best at. Once they do, their cutie marks appear.”

Allen’s mouth hung open for a moment, then he nodded. “Wow. That’s like some amazing kind of magic.” He just shook his head. “Huh. The more you tell me about Equestria, the more I see it’s quite a place.” Allen nodded confidently, and all Twilight’s explanations did was stir his curiosity about her world.

Twilight chuckled, she never would have guessed someone would find every-day Equestria so fascinating. “Allen, you’ve only seen a little of our land. Equestria is just one country in the vast world of Equus Prime.”

For a moment, it almost saddened Allen that he would be going home. Just from what tiny bit he’d learned about Equus Prime from Twilight and her friends, it made a part of him want to learn even more. But, he couldn’t possibly stay. He had a life back on Earth, and friends…and parents, that all were counting on him to do great things. That’s why learning these defensive skills and getting the recall rod back had to remain his priority.

“Allen, are you okay?” Twilight looked at him, her eyes filling with concern.

He shook his head. “Of course. I was just lost in thought.”

Twilight smiled his way, then closed her eyes for a moment. “That’s okay. I tend to do the same thing from time to time.” The two shared a friendly chuckle, and then as Twilight looked ahead, she gave a nod. “Allen, we’re here.” She held up a hoof as they arrived at the far side of Ponyville.

Allen glanced around and noticed what he could only conclude were guards or soldiers, and a series of large wooden buildings. “So, I take it, this is the barracks?”

Twilight smiled and nodded. “That’s right.”

“I still fail to see why a town like Ponyville needs a barracks? And…” He took a long hard stare past the buildings. “Is that a wall around the town. In fact, I though I noticed something like a wall around Ponyville when we were stargazing last night. It was hard to tell, mainly because it was so dark out.”

Twilight let out a long sigh. “Well yes it is. Let’s just say while Equestria is mostly a peaceful place…it’s had its share of trials.”

“Hmm.” Allen scratched the stubble on his chin as he took another look at the barracks and the nearby part of the wall. “Must have been some really serious stuff then.”

Twilight nodded. There was a note of worry on her face. “You don’t know the half of it.” She placed a hoof to her chin as the memories of so many harrowing incidents filled her mind. “There was the changeling invasion last summer. And a little over four months ago there was the issue with King Sombra and the Crystal Empire.”

Allen stood there, an incredulous look plastered on his face. “Changeling invasion…Crystal Empire? Huh.” He let out a halfhearted laugh. “You weren’t kidding. This really is a unique land. No wonder there was a need for a wall.”

Twilight drew back a little, worry blossoming on her face. “You aren’t bothered by it, are you?”

Allen shook his head. “No, well…maybe a little disturbed, but at least it explains why learning to protect myself is such a good idea.”

The unicorn smiled. “Uh-huh. Phew.” She ran a hoof over her forehead. “I was worried I was scaring you.”

“Nah, though in all honesty, I’ve never been in a country or place like this.” Allen laughed a little self-consciously. “Of course, I’ve never fallen off a mountain before either.” He grinned as he laughed sheepishly.

Twilight giggled at him. “There’s a first time for everything. Come on. We need to find the commander.”

“Right.” Allen smiled.

Allen examined the area closely as he and Twilight made their way closer to the barracks. The human came to a halt as one of the guards approached them. Twilight smiled and waved to him. “Good morning, Swift Wing.”

The Pegasus greeted her with a friendly nod. “Good morning, Twilight. What brings you to the barracks? Oh, and your friend…isn’t he the one that Buckler and Arrow Wing helped you bring back to town yesterday?”

Twilight nodded affirmatively. “That’s right. This is Allen.” She held her hoof up and pointed to him.

“Allen.” Swift Wing nodded. “So what can I do for you two?”

She paused for a moment and gathered her thoughts. “Well, my friends and I need to accompany Allen back into the mountains. He dropped something during his arrival that is the key to getting him home. Before we head back, Allen and I decided it would be a big help if he learned some sword skills so he can protect himself, just in case our trip back doesn’t go as planned.”

Swift Wing placed a gilded hoof to his chin. “Hmmm. The commander should be able to help you with that.”

“Good. Is Commander Regalas here this morning?” Twilight asked.

“Yeah, I’ll take you to him. I think he’s observing some of the new arrivals running their combat drills. This way.” Swift Wing motioned to them.

“Come on, Allen.” Twilight smiled as they followed Swift Wing. His armor glistened in the sunlight as they walked along.

Allen turned to Twilight. “Who is Commander Regalas?”

They came to a halt and she pointed her hoof. “You’re about to find out.”

He followed her hoof and nearly did a double take. “Whoa.” There standing with two other guards was the commander. Regalas was watching as his guards were running some simple formation and combat drills. The Pegasus had bright white fur and was clad in the standard golden armor of a Royal Guard. His head was ensconced in one of the signature helmets and his blonde mane was lightly spilling out from under the helmet’s edge.

“Commander!” Called Swift Wing.

Regalas turned and blinked his sapphire blue eyes. “Yes, what is it, Swift?”

Swift Wing cleared his throat. “Twilight Sparkle and Allen are here to see you.”

“Twilight…and Allen?” He looked at the human a glint of intrigue in his eyes. “Ah, right, the charge my guards helped return to town yesterday.” Regalas looked the human over. “How are you fairing today?”

Allen looked himself over and barely even felt any pain from his minor injuries. “Good.” He simply bowed his head. “Um, sir. Thank you for asking. And I’m grateful to your guards for helping me.” Allen wasn’t entirely sure how to conduct himself in front of such a soldier, but he knew that such an individual deserved his respect. And while Allen couldn’t put his finger on it, there seemed to be a powerful force emanating from the commander. It made him feel both uneasy and a bit shaky on his feet.

Regalas let out a hearty laugh and shook his head. “Relax, Allen. You don’t need to be so nervous.”

“Nervous…who’s nervous?” He asked knowing full well that he wasn’t fooling anyone.

Twilight couldn’t help but laugh at his poor attempt to deny he was feeling more than a little uneasy. “I guess you still have a way of intimidating some, commander.”

The commander nodded, trying not to laugh again. “It certainly seems that way. Oh, Swift.” Regalas motioned to him. “You may go.” He turned his eyes to Twilight. “Now tell me, what can I do for you today?”

“Well. You know, Allen isn’t from around here, right?” Twilight asked.

Regalas nodded and replied, “I gathered. I know I haven’t seen any of his kind around Equestria before.”

“That’s right. And my friends and I are trying to help him get home,” she explained. Twilight looked at Allen and then at Regalas. “We need to return to the Smokey Mountains and retrieve something he lost there. With it, we should be able to help him return to his home. But, after speaking over breakfast, he and I think he could benefit from some sword training.”

“Hmmm.” Regalas rubbed a hoof over his chin, then looked Allen over again, before taking a step forward. He smiled at Twilight. “I know what to do.”

“You do?” Twilight’s eyes lit up. “So that means you’ll train him?”

Regalas shook his head. “No. I won’t, not entirely anyway.”

“Then who?” Twilight gave him a befuddled look. “One of your guards?”

“No. They’re all very skilled with a blade, but if you want to really give Allen some helpful skills…there’s only one stallion I know.”

“Wait, you mean?” Twilight’s mouth hung open.

The Pegasus nodded. “Yes. The blacksmith’s grandson, Blade, he’s one of the finest swordsponies in the land. You won’t find better than him.”

Twilight nodded slowly. “Right. I’ve heard he knows his way around a sword.”

“Yes. Come on. I’ll take you to him.” Regalas motioned with is head as he started toward the blacksmith’s forge.

Allen grinned excitedly. “Wow, so they’ll both help me?”

Twilight nodded as she replied, “It sure looks that way.”

* * * * * *

The forge, like the barracks, lay on the western side of Ponyville, only it was just a little ways south. Their walk wasn’t overly long. In fact after barely ten minutes, they had arrived. Commander Regalas held up an armored hoof and turned his head toward Allen and Twilight. “We’re here.”

Allen took a few more steps, with Twilight following closely behind him. The human panned his head around and took in the sight of the blacksmith’s shop, which was in a fairly sizable building, made of a combination of brick and stone with a nicely tiled roof. Glancing up, he happened to see the shop’s sign that read: Clang’s Forge.

He looked at Regalas. “So this is the place we’ll find Blade?”

The Pegasus nodded. “Yes. Come on, we can head inside. His grandfather should be minding the shop.”

Allen stood there as he looked up at the sign again. He blinked and rubbed his eyes as he noticed a plume of smoke billow up from behind the shop. Allen tilted his head, taking a good listen. Sounds of banging metal rang out from nearby.

“Come on, Allen.” Twilight called as she motioned him to follow.

The three made their way into the shop. A bell mounted above the door rang out with a quaint sound as they stepped inside and began looking around. Allen’s mouth fell open in silent awe as he saw things he’d only dreamed of laying eyes on. To the shop’s left, there were tables and displays with all manner of weapons. There were swords, both simple and very elegant. Some of them were on racks with scabbards resting nearby, while others were already sheathed and laying out on tables or in wooden bins. Others, even more impressively crafted, hung on a series of clutches on the wall, and were accompanied with fancy battle-axes, spears, lances and even war hammers. There were even a variety of bows and a rather extensive assortment of fine arrows, which rested in a series of bins. Part of Allen wanted to check out everything, but knew the real reason they were there.

The sounds of hoofsteps against the wooden floor from Twilight and the commander broke his train of though and drew his attention to the right side of the shop. There, more practical everyday items were arranged. Items such as: cooking pots, frying pans, various cooking and eating utensils, pastry ware: like cake and jellyroll pans, baking sheets, and cupcake and muffin tins, to name but a few. Allen marveled at the exquisite detail and care that was clearly put into the construction of everything in this shop.

“Wow. I’ve never seen anything this incredible in my life…but I’ve always wanted to.” Allen was in awe as he continued roaming around.

Twilight stayed fairly close by and just chuckled to herself. “Clang does have one of the most popular forges in all of Equestria.” She smiled at Allen, as he looked her way. “But, you’re telling me you never saw anything like this on Earth?”

Allen shook his head and sighed. “Sadly, no. I’ve only seen such things in pictures or in movies. There are those that make replicas of famous swords from history and fantasy, but my parents would never allow me to get one. And even now that I have a job, they say it would be a waste of my own money and that I should keep it for my schooling.”

Twilight went to reach toward Allen, but she feared they weren’t acquainted well enough for a deeply sympathetic hoof on his shoulder to be a good idea, though part of her really wanted to, and he didn’t seem to mind when she did one earlier, while they were discussing money. Yet somehow, this time she felt reluctant, regardless, she decided at the very least to just keep smiling. “Well, as part of your visit to my world, now you can say you have seen such a place. So look around all you like.” Twilight held up an enthusiastic hoof.

Commander Regalas walked over and bore them a stern expression. “Sorry, but that’s not why we’re here.”

The group turned toward the back, in response to hoof steps coming from behind the back counter, steps that almost seemed to echo on the wooden floor. “And why are you here?” The words belonged to an older stallion, one whose voice had an aged but profound quality to it. He walked up to the counter and gave them all an intrigued look with his lavender eyes.

Commander Regalas turned and walked toward the stallion. “Ah, Clang, there you are.”

Clang ran a hoof over his gray beard and mustache. “Yes. So tell me, commander, what brings a member of the Royal Guard to my humble shop?”

Allen looked Clang over. His mane and tail matched his facial hair and his pale red coat seemed to reflect his age, yet his cutie mark – a black hammer raised above an anvil still had a vibrant look to it. “Hmmm.” Allen ran a hand over his chin.

Commander Regalas pointed his armored hoof at Clang. “Allen, Twilight, this is Anvil Clang…one of the finest blacksmiths in Ponyville. For that matter, in all of Equestria.”

Allen’s eyes filled with intrigue. “Whoa, are you the one that made all these incredible items?!” The human turned and waved his hand toward everything behind them, a strong note of disbelief in his voice.

Clang chuckled softly at the human’s flattering words. “It would be nice if I did, but no, my lad. I didn’t craft all of these items. My son and grandson helped me with a lot of those.” He nodded. “And local artisans, jewelers and craftsman helped me fashion the decorate hilts and accents of a variety of these items.”

“Oh wow, would it be possible for me to see the forge?” Allen asked, giddy as a child.

Clang simply chuckled again, then he replied, “Why of course. I’d be happy to show you around.”

The commander cleared his throat in a rather annoyed fashion. “Again, that’s not why we’re here.” Regalas turned his sapphire eyes to Clang. “We’d like to meet with your grandson. Is Blade here?”

“Ohh.” Clang ran a hoof over his beard and the intrigue continued to blossom in his eyes. “You’re here to see Blade. Yes, of course he’s here.” Clang turned to Allen. “In fact he’s out working in the forge. I guess you’ll get a chance to see it after all.”

Allen all but grinned with enthusiasm. “All right!”

Clang nodded again, resting a hoof on the counter. “By the way, forgive an old stallion for prying, but you wouldn’t happen to be the…”unusual visitor” I heard some of the other ponies talking about late yesterday evening, would you?”

The human drew back a little. He was surprised that anyone would be talking about him like it was a big deal. Twilight couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction. “Allen, you seem so surprised that ponies are talking about you.”

He scratched the side of his head, turning his eyes her way. “Well, back on Earth, I could walk in a crowd and scarcely draw more than the odd pair or two of eyes. That’s why to see the ponies looking at me on the street and to hear Clang talking about me like I’m some big deal.” Allen chuckled nervously. “I’m just me…I’m nothing special.”

The old stallion nodded and gave the human a sincere look. “I wouldn’t say that, lad. I’d like to think I’m a good judge of character and you seem rather intriguing. Now, before we get too far off topic…Allen. Why don’t we head out back to the forge? We wouldn’t want to annoy Commander Regalas more than we already have.”

Regalas still had a very irritated look on his face, but at Clang’s words, his serious expression fell and a more surprised one took its place. “Hey, I wasn’t annoyed. I just don’t like to waste time.”

Clang stepped out from behind the counter and motioned them to the other back door. Opening it he gave a firm nod. “Right this way.”

Allen walked through all smiles and still clinging to that childlike giddiness in his eyes. Twilight followed behind him, oddly enough almost like a puppy not wanting to be left out of the excitement. Regalas brought up the rear and gave Clang a funny look. “I really wasn’t that annoyed.”

“Yes, of course you weren’t. Come on commander. Right this way.” Clang chuckled as he walked outside behind them.

Allen’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head. It wasn’t like the forges he’d seen in most movies. In fact, it reminded him of the one he saw in an epic medieval adventure game he played on those few occasions when his parents weren’t breathing down his neck. Of course those were also times that happened when his grandfather was still alive.

Shaking his head, Allen marveled at the partially opened concept of the forge. He discovered the forge itself, along with a series of awnings, workbenches and tables, a shed, and a large variety of tools. Allen sniffed and couldn’t miss the strong scent of burning charcoals and hot metal drifting through the air, along with that of grass and distant wildflowers. They were ambient scents he didn’t expect to smell, but given the forge’s partially open concept, it made total sense.

“Wow, this is really something.” Allen lightly gasped as he walked closer to the furnace. The sounds of banging metal had stopped, and the burning scent of charcoal and metal became stronger. There was also the sound of puffing air.

Turning to his right side, Allen noticed Clang had caught up. “What made you go with this design?”

He turned to Allen and smiled. “I’m glad you asked that, lad. Now, spring and fall are rather mild in Ponyville, and summers here can be quite warm. So, only using two solid walls allows for better ventilation and also gives the furnace better air circulation. Besides, when it gets colder during the winter, I have temporary partitions I can use if I need to enclose things.” The stallion took a long look at the layout and then turned to Allen. “Of course, the large awnings allow for a good deal of coverage when it rains. I’ve never really had any issues with it.”

Allen nodded, soaking up every word of Clang’s explanation. “Oh wow!” His eyes widened again as he made a quick dash for one of the awnings. There, Allen saw a series of sheathed swords leaning along the wall and a few were resting on a large wooden table. “Awesome!” He turned to Clang. “May I?”

Clang gave an affirmative nod. “Of course you may. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get my grandson. Oh, and be careful, those have already been sharpened.”

Allen secured his grip on the sheathed blade he had just picked up. Clang’s warning left him a little startled. “Whoa, it’s a good thing I haven’t drawn this yet.”

“Blade!” Clang called out to his grandson as he walked away from Allen and Twilight.

Holding up the weapon, Allen admired its covering. “This…is…so…cool! Ahh.” He lightly shuddered with delight as he slowly unsheathed the sword. Its polished blade glistened in the ambient sunlight giving it an almost mirror-like surface. “Wow…” Allen gasped as he pulled the blade out the rest of the way.

Twilight stood there with Allen, contently swishing her tail. “I had no idea you were this fascinated with swords, when I told you about learning swordplay this morning.”

Allen set the scabbard on the table and continued examining the finely crafted blade. “Twilight…you have no idea. I’ve dreamed about a moment like this.” His left hand was a little shaky as he raised the blade up. “The balance is incredible. Ooh, and the weight. Huh?”

“What is it, Allen?” Twilight gave him a curious look.

Allen lightly swayed the blade and flexed his wrist, making the sword move a little. “I had no idea the weight would be this manageable. Too see swordsman depicted back home, I thought unless you were really strong, it would be a trial to hold one of these.”

Twilight smiled and closed her eyes. “Maybe you’re stronger than you think.”

“Hmm, it’s possible. But it’s not like I lift weights or anything…well, not since I was in my early High School days.”

Meanwhile, Clang and Regalas walked over to the forge. Heat rolled from the open flames and out the vent. “Blade?” Clang called again.

There were a few pounds from the piece of metal Blade was working. Then, gripping it firmly in the tongs, he plunged it into a slack tub full of fresh brine. The liquid hissed, while steam rolled forth as it quenched the flaming metal. Blade’s dark blue coat almost hid him in the shadows of the roof. He turned his silvery gray eyes toward his grandfather. “What’s up, gramps?”

“Come here, my boy. You have visitors,” Clang called.

“Huh?” Blade removed the metal from the brine and set it back on the anvil. He removed his apron and gloves as he emerged from under the awning. “I have guests?” He blinked, running a puzzled hoof through his fiery orange mane.

“You do.” Clang pointed to the commander.

Catching sight of Regalas, Blade smirked. “Oh, it’s you…commander.”

Regalas fought the urge to roll his eyes. Why does he have to be the best swordspony in these parts? The commander walked over to the younger smith. “Yes, it’s me. Only, I didn’t come alone. I’m in need of your services…well rather, they are.” Regalas turned and pointed a hoof at Allen and Twilight.

“Whoa, what’s that thing? Wait a sec…is he?” Blade turned to Clang. “Gramps, is that the visitor everypony’s been talking about since yesterday?”

“Why yes, my boy. His name is Allen and he’s not from around here.” Clang chuckled softly. “But he needs your help to learn the ways of the sword.”

“Wow.” Blade blinked incredulously. “Well, all right. Come on, commander.”

“Grrr, would you stop saying it like that?” Regalas nearly lost his firm composure at Blade’s relentless attempt to tease him.

“Like what?” Blade asked as they walked up to Allen and Twilight.

“You know?” Regalas remarked.

“Fine.” The young stallion shook his head, then turned his eyes to the human. “So, you must be Allen.”

Allen gave Blade a cursory look. “Yeah, that’s me. So, you’re the one Regalas brought us to see?”

Blade nodded. “That’s right. Not only can I smith weapons, but I’m also an ace swordspony. I go by Tempered Blade, but I’m sure you already know that most just call me “Blade”.”

“Yeah, I got that. Hmm…” Allen gave Blade another look and his eyes brightened as he saw the mark on his flank – a heavy hammer raised above a fired sword. “That’s a really cool cutie mark you have.”

Blade turned to examine his flank. “Oh, yeah.” He grinned and snickered. “I’m happy with it. So, you want to learn the ways of the sword?”

Allen nodded lifting up the sword he was holding. “Yes. And if your grandfather doesn’t mind, I’ll just use this one to get started.”

Blade broke out into a roaring fit of laughter, before composing himself. “Oh, I love the enthusiasm of rookies.” He shook his head. “No, put that sword away. Real sharpened blades are far too dangerous for first-timers.”

“They are?” Allen’s mouth fell open and his face fell a little as he sheathed the sword and set it down. “So what do we use?”

“Over here.” He motioned with a hoof as they walked away from the forge and over by the large tool shed. “Here we go.” Blade stopped at the side of the shed and picked up two long wooden swords. “We start with these practice swords. You need to learn the basics before you can use blunt or sharpened metal swords.”

He offered one to Allen. The human took it in his left hand and held it firmly. “Okay.” Allen nodded his head. “This still has a nice feel to it, and it makes sense. Using a sharpened sword…given that I’ve never used one before, I bet it wouldn’t end well.”

Blade shook his head. “No, it wouldn’t. Especially if you aren’t even wearing basic armor.”

Allen looked himself over. “Oh, yeah. All I have on is simple clothing.”

The stallion nodded. “You got it. And even with these wooden swords, if you miss a blow, they can still smart.”

Rubbing one of the bruises on his right arm, Allen nodded. “Yeah, I’ll bet.”

Twilight gave Allen a caring look. “Are you going to be up for this? You did just fall off a mountain yesterday.”

Allen laughed nervously. “I know, but you and your friends saved me, things could have been a lot worse. Besides.” The human stood firm, there was a determined look in his eyes. “I need to toughen up. Who knows what we’ll run into when we go back to the mountains?”

“All right. If you’re sure?” Twilight held up a hoof again, fighting the urge to pat his shoulder.

Allen looked at her and smiled. “I am. Don’t worry.”

“Okay. But I’ll stay here for a little, just till you get started.” Twilight gave him a supportive nod.

“Thanks. I just hope I can rise to the challenge.” Allen angled himself and kept his legs apart.

“Hmmm.” Blade looked the human over. “You’re stance isn’t half bad. It could use some work. So, do you know anything at all about swordplay?” He blinked his silvery eyes at Allen.

Allen gripped his practice sword firmly. “I know this much, your sword must function like it was part of your body.”

“Exactly. If you take care of your sword…it’ll take care of you.” Blade nodded clutching his own wooden blade in his hoof. “Now…show me what you’ve got…and we’ll go from there.” Blade grinned and gave a nod.

Allen stood fast as he held his weapon at the ready. “Okay. Hahhhhh!”