Dark. Nothing in sight, no matter where I turn my head. I opened my Maw, but no voice came out. I tried to move, but there was no ground under me. I tried to breathe, but there was no air. The puzzling this was that I wasn’t suffocating. Then, I heard something. A voice. Though I couldn’t make it out what it said. Soon it was completely drowned out by a high pitch noise.

I woke up as the train pulled into Canterlot station. The whistle gave me a massive headache but that didn’t stop me from getting up. However, I was still a little groggy and ended up stumbling a bit here and there. I felt dead the whole time.

Upon getting off the train, I bumped into somepony by accident. “Shit, I’m sorry,” I said as I recovered. I noticed she dropped something. “Are you alright? Here, let me help you.” I added, levitating what she dropped off the ground. Getting a better look at it, I noticed that it looked to be a case for an instrument of the string type. Thinking that it would be rude to snoop, I levitated the case over to her. Taking a better look at her as I did so, She appeared to be a gray earth pony. Her mane tail was black and very well groomed. Her eyes were a gorgeous purple as well as wearing an equally purple bow tie. Overall, better than most nobles.

“Yes, I’m alright,” she confirmed, taking the case out of my magic and strapping it over her back. “Thanks.”

“Yeah, sorry. Waking up to that train whistle made me a little groggy.” I guessed. She gave me the oddest look but I couldn’t tell what it meant. I checked my back and saw that my wings were still invisible, so I ignored it. “Anyway, I better get going.” I turned to start on my way.

“Wait.” the mare requested, so I faced her again. She took a close look at my face for a moment before continuing. “Have we met before?”

“No, not that I can remember. Why?” I asked. No matter how hard I racked my brain, I couldn’t recall this mare.

“Sorry to trouble you then,” she said, scoffing a hoof on the ground.

“No, that’s quite alright. I’m in no rush right now.” I insisted.

“Oh, okay.” then she stopped with the expression of realization. “Oh, Now I remember.”

“Remember what?” I asked.

“Where I’ve heard of you before. You worked as Princess Celestia’s butter, didn’t you?” she asked. I sighed.

“Yes, I was, but I still don’t know who you are.” I pointed out, feeling kinda weird about it.

“Right, Princess Celestia had me perform for her and her sister a few days ago. I heard her speak of you in high regard,” she explained catching my curiosity.

“Really? Nice to know that my parting didn’t upset her too much.” I stated.

“Would you care to explain you…..relation to her?” she requested. I yawned.

“Maybe. I need some tea first. I was just about to go to my favorite cafe and-”

“Actually, if you want some tea, why don't you come over to my place?” she interrupted. I thought for a moment.

“Okay, sure, but would you introduce yourself first?” I asked. The mare blushed a little.

“Right, how rude of me,” she cleared her throat.”My name is Octavia. Octavia Melody. You’re Spirit right?” I nodded. “What’s your Surname?” she asked.

“I….I don’t have one,” I answered. Octavia, just as I expected, looked surprised. “How about we get moving? We can walk and talk on the way.” I proposed.

“God idea.” Octavia agreed. “It would get awkward just standing here.” then she turned and started walking down the street. I followed her lead. “So about your relation with the princesses.”

“R-right. Well, I don’t know how much you already know. It’s been a little over six months now since I met Celestia.” I chuckled at the memory. “Funny, a hospital isn’t really a good place to meet somepony for the first time.” I was going to continue, but I was interrupted.

“A hospital?” Octavia asked.

“Yes. I woke up about six months ago in the hospital here with amnesia.” I explained.

“How bad?” she asked. I yawned again.

“No memory of personal life events before that morning and still don’t remember,” I answered.

Octavia stopped in front of a huge house, practically a mansion, and turned to face me. “I’m sorry to hear that. I’m sure your family was devastated to hear that.

That sentence hit me pretty deeply. I’ve cried over my feelings of loneliness in the past, but I’ve never thought of how they would feel. “If they could see me now, it’s not like they would recognize me anyway. They would probably freak out about a talking pony like any other sane human would.” I thought. I shook my head.

“What? What do you mean no?” Octavia asked.

“Don’t know who they are. No memory of them.” I told her. Upon hearing this, Octavia tilted her head down.

“O-oh, sorry to hear that.” she apologized.

“It’s alright.” I lied.

“How about we head on inside?” she proposed. I yawned, too tired to answer properly. I didn’t see where she pulled her key out of, but she proceeded to fumble it into the knob and open the door. Upon entering, Octavia yelled, “Vinyl, are you home?”

“Vinyl?” I asked.

“Vinyl is my mare friend. She lives here with me, but it would appear she’s already left for work.” Octavia explained. “Come on, the kitchen’s this way.”

I followed her to her kitchen, which was huge, just like all the other rooms I passed to get there. All the cooking fixtures such as the over, fridge and cabinets lined the walls. Jin the middle of the room was an island surrounded by chairs. When Octavia gestured to one of the chairs, I took a seat. The cushion sunk under me, but it was comfortable as hell. A few minutes later, I was ready to drop dead.

“Here you are, Spirit,” Octavia said, placing the now filled teacup next to me and taking a seat next to me. I was able to smell it immediately. It was a pleasant smell of mixed herbs and my mouth started to water.

“Thank you,” I said, taking the cup in my magic and taking a sip. It was delicious, not as great as the tea Silent makes at her cafe though. “So, if I remember correctly, you said you performed for Celestia and Luna right?”

“Yes,” she confirmed. “I compose music.”

“Ooo, that sounds interesting. What kind of music?” I question, my ears perked on their own.

“I compose classical and orchestra,” she answered.

“Sounds quite enjoyable. Maybe one day I will try my hoof at composing music. With my memory missing, I might have a forgotten talent for it.” as I said that, I saw Octavia's eyes shift down for a moment before looking back up at my face.

“Spirit, I’m not sure what your cutie mark means but I’m pretty sure it isn’t music related.” she reminded me.

“You’re right, it’s not. I have the ability to command, manipulate, and bend magic to do just about anything I want.” I explained, not seeing any harm in telling her that much. I looked at the sun through the wall-sized windows. “I’m going to have to go soon, but I think I have to time for…..two more questions. Choose wisely.” I expected her to at least look a little pressured by that, but she wasn’t.

“Alright, I understand. Earlier, I noticed that you called the princesses by just their names. How close are you to them?” she asked, Impressing me with how boldly she asked it. I chuckled.

“Well, Celestia has taken me under her wing since we first met. She’s basically a mother to me now that I think about it. As for Luna, she’s helped guide me through a lot of my struggles, so she’s like an aunt to me.” I answered. “Your next question?” I asked, taking another sip of tea.

“Where can I find you again?” she asked. Then, I knew why she was so confident.

“Well, I did say that Celestia took me under her wing, but I’m moving out. I just recently had a home constructed in Ponyville. I’m officially going to start living there later today.” I answered. “Well, that’s two questions. I better get going if I want to make it back in time. Thanks for the tea, it was nice to make your acquaintance.” I finished. Getting up, I levitated my teacup next to the kitchen sink. Lighting up my horn, I executed a long distance teleportation spell.

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