the Tale of Tenor Tune

by NinjaMare

Rating: everyone
Tags: Romance, Drama, Original Character, Rarity, Other, Prince Blueblood, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Main 6
Length: 16987

a stallion tries to live out his dream of becoming a singer, while trying to uphold his duty as a royal guard

Tenor Tune, the son of the now retired ex-Captain of the Guard--Iron Brigade--is in bind. he wants to make his father proud, being the best of the best in the royal guard...but at the same time, Tenor is frustrated that his father's controlling & strict nature prevents him to do the one thing that he wants to do, the thing that earned him his cutie mark. Singing. Will Tenor eventually leave the guard, and finally shrug off his fathers controlling grasp over him, and make his dream of becoming a singer a reality. or will he forgo his dream and remain tied to his fathers way.

-I do NOT own the OC known as Tenor Tune, i am given premmison to use it for this fic. the only OC's I do own are the parent figure characters & a barmaid mare I created to help play the story.

-the inspiration for this fic comes from one of my followers, SilentStrike, who wanted to see if I can make a story around his OC. hopefully I'll end up making something good. and if SilentStrike reads this, I hope I do your OC justice, i even drew a quick sketch of the OC to help me visualize him. and thank you again for the Follow.

Published 2020-06-07 09:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-01-11 13:07:15 UTC

Prologue: the Singer Hiding in Golden Armor

The Royal Guard of Canterlot. The most estimated position of the ponies military force, trained to be and taught to be peace keepers, mostly for Canterlot but will be stationed in other cities or larger towns across the country, but there is something that most ponies don’t know about the Royal Guard. And that little something is this, the royal guard is a token taskforce, mostly for show with very little actual combat experience. Since Equestria is so peaceful, and hasn’t had many wars, or anything that requires a large military force, so most royal guards barely have more combat prowess than your average pony.

So despite a guard stoic and somewhat fearsome look, they are nothing more than pushovers for any pony confident in their own skills for fighting. Now while royal guards don’t see much combat, the position allows a pony to earn decent pay. However there is one hiccup for ponies who simply enlist for the bits. Once a pony enlist into the royal guard, they are stuck being a royal guard for a minimum of five years, once the pony has passed the selection process, then do a whole year of basic training, then another year of what surmounts to actual field training. So at minimum, after a pony gets passed the selection process, a pony spends 7yrs in the Guard.

And even after the minimum 7yr period, most ponies don’t leave the guard because it’s probably the most easiest job, that earns the most bits there is in Equestria. Now of course this little-known fact is not common known among civilians. But there are some things about being part of the guard that ponies don’t like, such as working for nearly the whole day, with very little breaks, or the fact they don’t get to see friends & families that much. Or get to pursue what they really want.

And for one stallion, that couldn’t be any more true.

Patrolling the southeast corridor of Canterlot Castle, eyes scanning the halls as he trots by, is Tenor Tune. Or while he’s dawning the armor, Silent Strike. Tenor Tune is mildly build for most stallions, even for a unicorn, and is a head taller than most stallions. His coat is a nice shade of white, with his mane & tail being short as is typical for stallions, and is black in color with no highlights or streaks. As far as personalities go, at least to those in the guard, Tenor is rather quiet and seems to be a real stickler for rules & regulations, in fact, his strict streak often makes him seem rather inflexible and a real kill joy. But that’s only what Tenor shows while he’s on duty, but when he’s off duty Tenor is actually a pretty laid-back kind of stallion.

Finishing his patrol of his section of the southeast corridor of the castle, Tenor looked out one of the nearby windows and saw that the sun has almost fully set over the horizon, signaling that Tenor’s shift of being a day guard was coming to an end. Trekking down the route he made throughout the entire section he trotted all day; Tenor made his way to the guard barracks. Reaching the halfway point Tenor stepped off to the side, as princess Celestia’s nephew, prince Blueblood, came trotting in his direction with a few other ponies. All of which seemed to be just as pompous as the prince himself, honestly, Tenor never could tell why Celestia made the pony a prince. Even if it’s in name only.

“—is why you always keep the peasant folk in the south district. Keeps them away from the more cultured, and well-respected ponies.” The prince said as he and his entourage followed in suite.

“Agreed.” A black stallion with a monocle and brown mustache said in response to Blueblood’s remark. “The worst are tourist, nothing but un-cultured ponies who just wonder around, and not minding those who are their betters.”

The group to make their way down the hall, their conversation fading into the background noise, and the subject already being forgotten. Whenever it comes to the nobles or high-up ponies, 85% to 90% of whatever they talk about is either about putting down ponies who aren’t part of their circles, or something that involves brown nosing one another or the princesses, or to simply find a way to make bits wither its legal or not. Luckily Blueblood is pretty stupid and arrogant, so most of what he talks about is not worth actually listening to, at least seriously to commit to memory.

Twenty minutes of trotting more, and Tenor eventually reached the barracks, where he removed his armor and placed it on his assigned rack. Once he was free of his armor, Tenor made his way to the barracks stallion wash room, where he showered off any sweat he has developed, as well as any grease that leaked from the armor that clung to his coat & mane. It didn’t take long for him to finally clean himself, and once he was good and dry, Tenor levitated his black saddlebags over to him, and strapping them to his barrel. the pouch barely covering his cutie mark which is two music sheets.

“Heading out Silent?” a red pegasus stallion asked in between preening his feathers.

“Yeah.” Tenor simply said before leaving the barracks.

“Honestly, doesn’t that guy ever light up?” a white earth pony stallion said as he removed his armor, his coat turning brown and his mane & tail turning a darker shade of yellow. The pegasus just shook his head.

“Not when your father was the previous Captain of the Guard.” The pegasus said before plucking out three crooked feathers. “Couldn’t be to easy growing up with a stubborn old codger like him.”

“Guess so.” The earth pony said before heading into the wash.

As the sun further set on the horizon, Tenor made his way out of the castle before teleporting. Teleportation is a very complex spell that not most unicorns can do, and out of his entire class back at Celestia’s School of Magic, Tenor was one of four other ponies that could actually use teleportation. The stallion reappeared in his own apartment, a fairly modest one in the west district of Canterlot, which is where Restaurant Rowe, as well as some inns and bars. Removing his saddlebags, Tenor then grabbed his bit pouch, and tucked it away before teleporting out of his apartment, and reappeared just outside his apartment complex. When he was outside, Tenor looked up to a nearby clock post, seeing that the time was 8:40pm.

“I still have time.” Tenor said as he casually trotted through the district.

As he trotted through the streets of the city, passing by various ponies going about their late evenings, Tenor hummed a small tune to himself as he made his way to his destination. Which was a bar called Red Oak, objectively one of the best bars in the whole city, with the widest assortment of drinks, and some of the better grilled or smoked foods. Reaching the bar after only five minutes of trotting, Tenor entered the bar and was meet with the pleasant smell of smoked applewood chips, ponies talking to one another in hushed manners, as a relaxing calming atmosphere encapsulated the establishment.

Trotting up to the counter, Tenor meet up with an older velvet red coated mare, with a styled noir mane with a single stripe of dark pink. The mare looked over to him, and a small smile came to her muzzle. They both gave a small nod to each other, before the mare sauntered out from behind the bar counter, and made her way to the stage in the back of the building. Igniting her horn, the mare lit a few candles in glass coverings, before taking the stage and clearing her throat, getting every ponies attention.

“Good evening fillies and gentlecolts, and everything else in-between.” The mare said before brushing some of her mane out of her face. “Today is your lucky night, because tonight, you’ll all get to hear some sweet music from your favorite song pony.” The mare then looked to the side before gesturing Tenor up.

“Come on Tenor, and give us some music already.” The crowed in the bar started to get a bit louder as they cheered, and asked for the stallion to hurry up. for his part Tenor could only chuckle. “Knock ‘em dead.” The mare said before giving a peck on the stallions cheek.

“You know I will Velvet.”

Tenor said before taking the stag, and levitating the mic that was just off to the side, and special seat made specially for him, floated over in his sapphire aura. Getting the mic & seat set up wasn’t to much trouble, and once Tenor got comfortable, and Velvet levitated a small stool with a glass of water over to him, Tenor cleared his throat.

“Alrighty folks, I hope you like the selection I got stacked up for tonight.”

The crowd cheered before going silent, just as the sound of a guitar was being strummed, and something doing a steady clicking sound began to developed, before Tenor started the first song of the night. And his favorite pass time, and what he really loves to do.

Music: Kane Brown – Heaven (Official Music Video)
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dRX0wDNK6S4

Tenor’s voice started to fill the bar, acclimate with the background music so well, that it plunged the bar into a very mellow and relaxing mood. Ponies either just in the chairs, simply listening as the stallions voice danced across their ears, while occasionally taking a sip of their drink, or bite of food. Some ponies just went about with whatever conversations they were just having a moment ago, but they never raised their voice as they wanted to overshadow Tenor’s singing.

As Tenor was singing, showing his amazing talent. Velvet was leaning against the bar counter, her magic working on as usual as she simply listened. Ever since they were foals and school mates, Velvet knew that Tenor was going to be an amazing singer, not only did his voice make a pony feel safe, and very calm, but whenever he sang anything ponies would listen with fascination. She clearly remembers the first time he sung in music class, and when he reached the climax of the song the professor was quite literally swept off her hooves, that was also when Tenor finally got his cutie mark.

The song came to a slow end, allowing the lingering notes to wash over the ponies for a few more seconds, but once they had the ponies clapped their hooves together, or knocked them on their tables. One table with four mares even tossed a rose at Tenor, who caught it in his magic, and gave the mares a heart-warming smile and a grateful nod. Placing the rose next to his cup of water, Tenor took a quick sip before going into his next song. And continuing his true passion in life, singing.

Author's Note

hopefully i've made a good start, and SilentStrike, i hope you like what i've come up with so far.

Chapter 1: Drama & Delight

Today is Saturday, and is the start of Tenor Tunes week long vacation from guard duty. It was currently 5am in the morning, and Tenor was already waking up from sleep, courtesy of his years of training. As well as being drilled by his father. Once awake, the stallion outstretched his back & forelegs, before shuffling out of his bed and then stretching out the rest of his body. After stretching the stallion made his way to his kitchen, where he began readying the coffee maker, and quickly making a single piece of toast with strawberry & blueberry jam, while also grabbing a bottle water from his fridge. Making his way out of his apartment the stallion munched away at his piece of toast, while washing it down with the bottle of water, and just as he walked out of his apartment complex, the toast was finished, and the bottle was now only half empty.

Shaking the last bit of whatever sleep still clinging to him, Tenor began his morning workout, a simply jog around the neighborhood, the shopping district, and finishing his jog back at his apartment.

As Tenor slowly galloped along his usual route through the city, he hummed a small tune. Not one of his scribbled down, or more thought out songs that he practices and sing at the Red Oak, it was just a simple little tune that always made the jog around his route shorter. The sun continued to climb slowly into the sky, and with it more and more ponies began to wake and start their day, some of which were other guards on their own days off. Or simple civilians that were about to start their days.

Coming to a stop when reaching the main shopping district, Tenor took a small break just long enough to take a few sips from his water while ponies started to pass him by, and before he went back to his jogging, two colts rushed over to Tenor. They were local colts that lived around the area of the shopping district, and whenever he stopped at this specific spot, they always rush over to him and challenge him to a race. They say that it was training for them as they were Hoofball players at their school. Tenor never saw any harm in it, and always accepted their challenge, so now it became so routine that Tenor always gets ready to run when the colts reached him. and the moment the colts reached Tenor, and prepared themselves, the three of them took off and ran as fast as they could through the shopping district, bobbing and weaving between stalls and other scattered objects, and even ponies, as they raced to the end of the district. Of course being well-trained, and being a bit older, Tenor was usually the winner of this little competition, but even then he provides the colts and tips & tricks to improve, before going back on his jog.

An hour or so goes by, and Tenor Tune reached the end of his jog, and instead of walking back up to his apartment, Tenor teleported back to his kitchen. Looking over to the counter Tenor could see that the coffee was made. Before indulging in the beverage, the stallion headed to the washroom and begin preparing the shower, the hot water cascading over his body and drawing out a very delightful ‘Ahhhhhh~’. Using his magic the stallion grabbed a brush with a handle, and lathered it with shampoo, before scrubbing the sweat and grime Tenor developed during his jog. Sometime after his shower, Tenor re-entered his kitchen and prepared his coffee, while also making himself a proper breakfast.

“Oh yeah. That’s the stuff.” Tenor said after taking a sip of his coffee, and smelling the scrambled eggs in the pan, along with the sliced potatoes with mixed greens in a different pan.

“Alright. Once I’ve eaten breakfast, I’ll go out and go get the supplies that I’ve been writing down for the past few days. Then I’ll stop by dads place first, before going to see mom.” Tenor mumbled to himself as he finished plating his breakfast, and began eating it at the table.

~~~~~

Tenor stood just outside a small house in Canterlot’s northern district, where ponies of money, lineage, and high profile lived. But the house before him was owned by his father, ex-captain of the guard, Iron Brigade. Exhaling slowly, Tenor stepped up to the door before giving a few knocks, and after the third knock the door was wrapped in a grey magical aura. Once the aura vanished Tenor opened the door, and made his way to the living room, where his father was.

Iron Brigade was a massive pony, nearly being 6ft tall, and was so heavily built—even in his old age—that any pony that looks at him would be intimidated by his mere presence. His coat is a metallic grey color, and was groomed so finely that the shine from it, actually makes ponies believe that his coat is actually made out of steel. His mane, tail, and the beard he was starting to grow were also black in color, like Tenors, and un-like his sons eyes, Iron Brigade had striking silvery eyes. Even in his older age, the stallion manages to stay in excellent shape, showing that even being a retired ex-captain of the royal guard, Iron Brigade continuous his work-out regiment.

‘Still as intimidating as ever.’ Tenor thought as he looked at his father. Whenever it came to his father, Tenor has always felt intimidated by him, even more so when he and his family moved to Canterlot so Iron Brigade could be closer to the castle.

“You’re slouching colt, straighten up your poster.” Iron Brigade said sternly as he looked his son over, causing the young stallion to straighten up.

“Yes sir!” Tenor said quickly as he stood before his father. Another reason that Tenor was intimidated by his father, was because of hos the stallion carries himself. He was such an imposing figure that nothing scares him, not even when Celestia disappeared during the Summer Sun Celebration a few weeks ago, when Tenor went to go check up on him.

“So, what brings my son here today?” Iron asked the young stallion while permitting him to enter the living room, rather than just standing in the entryway.

“I came to see how you’re doing, sir. See if your taking care of yourself.” Tenor said to his father. “But I see that you’re still going strong.”

“Of course I am colt!” Iron said to his son, his voice deep and strong, just like his towering frame.

“I’ve been training to be a royal guard when I was a foal, and I will continue to do so. Even in retirement.” Iron Brigade said as he whipped his tail out, causing an audible ‘crack’ sound. “Speaking of staying in shape, are you sticking to your training. You look to be putting on weight.”

“I’ve been sticking to my training schedule father.” Tenor realized to late that he spoke to his father in a non-soldier manner.

“You will address me as sir, colt!” Iron Brigade half-shouted, causing Tenor to flinch slightly, before regaining his composure. Iron removed himself from his large couch, and made his way over to Tenor, showing that the young stallion was two feet shorter than his father.

“While you are addressing me, you WILL refer to me as Sir! You are a royal guard, and no matter if you are on shift, or not, you will act accordingly as a member of the guard!” Iron Brigade then lowered his head to look his son in the eye, although from an observers stand point, it would actually seem that the older stallion is about to pounce on Tenor.

“Do I make myself clear, colt?” the larger unicorn said as he loomed over Tenor, who recoiled under the older stallions gaze. Ears flatten and a slightly un-comfortable look on his face.

“…yes, sir.”

~~~~~

Tenor was not in the best of moods at the moment while riding the train to Ponyville, of course this is how he usually feels whenever he visits or goes to check on his father. So despite Tenors good intention, his father somehow always turns everything into something that either involves the guard, or simply making Tenor feel like he isn’t trying his hardest in anything he does. The only time that Iron Brigade seems to be even remotely proud of Tenor, was either he accomplished some kind of mission or task that princess Celestia, or captain Shining Armor assign him. or if Tenor manages to climb in the ranks of the guards.

“Now arriving in Ponyville Station, now arriving in Ponyville Station.”

The conductor of the train called out, snapping Tenor out of his slightly sour mood. A minute or so after the announcement, the train came to a slow stop, and Tenor along with several other ponies exited the train. Leaving the station behind Tenor took a moment to take a deep inhale, before slowly exhaling the air backout.

“It’s been to long Ponyville, how I missed you.”

Tenor mumbled to himself as he relishes in the familiar smells of the town. It’s been a year since Tenor has been back in his home town, and as he makes his way through the streets of Ponyville, a smile developed on his muzzle at seeing that nothing has changed since he was a foal.

“Tenor?” the stallion stopped in mid-step as somepony called out his name. and when he looked to where the voice came from, a familiar lavender unicorn came trotting up to him with a happy smile. “Tenor Tune, it’s so good to see you again!”

“Twilight Sparkle, so this is where you disappeared to, you little bookworm.” Tenor teased as the mare nuzzled him, and he nuzzled back. Tenor and Twilight have known each other during their earlier years, ever since the mare had become princess Celestia’s and Tenor had started his training along side Shining Armor as cadets.

“What are you doing here in town today? Aren’t you on shift at the castle?” Twilight asked her old friend of the guard.

“Today actually marks my week long vacation, and I’m here to visit my mother.”

“Oh I see.” Twilight said. “Well then don’t let me keep you here, have fun visiting your mother Tenor.” The mare said before giving a goodbye wave as she trots off, while still stood in his spot for a bit longer, waving Twilight goodbye before finally moving on.

Tenor continued his venture through town, passing by familiar buildings like Sugarcube Corner and Barnyard Bargains, but there were also a few newer buildings that he didn’t recognize. While trotting through the streets, Tenor stopped at a few stalls, to pick up a few things like a bundle of flowers, and some chocolate bonbons. Finally reaching his destination Tenor knocked on the door of the building he was at, a nice quaint little house near the east end of Ponyville, with a nice little flower garden taking much of the front yard. The doorknob was started to move, before the door opened up, and reveled Tenor’s mother, Jewel Feather.

Jewel Feather was taller than the average mare, especially for a pegasus, with a coat, mane & tail of pure white. Like freshly fallen snow, with light shining off it. Jewel’s mane & tail were so long that they dragged across the ground, but they never showed signs of getting dirty, or even getting messed up from being dragged. The older mare was wearing a pair of light blue glasses, which were nestled on the bridge of her nose, framing her pale blue eyes.

“Hello? Is somepony there?” the mare said as she looked around her front porch.

“Hey there mom.” Tenor said to the mare, who developed a smile as she heard the stallions voice, and looked directly at him.

“Tenor!” the mare said joyfully as she outstretched her left foreleg, waving it in the air for a bit. Tenor took his mothers hoof in his right hoof, and brough her closer to him. the mare then wrapped her foreleg and wings around the stallion. “It’s good to finally see you son.”

“I’m sorry I haven’t been coming by as often as I would like.” Tenor said before removing himself from his mothers hug, and levitating the items he bought in front of his mother. “I got you something to hopefully make up for it.” The mare’s nose twitched as she smelled the aroma of the items, and the smile she had grew in size.

“Chocolate bonbons from Bonbon’s Sweet Shop, and fresh roses! Oh Tenor, you sweet colt you.” Jewel teased as she used a wing to tickle Tenor’s nose, causing him to chuckle and gentle pat the wing away.

The two ponies headed in side of Jewel’s home, which looked pretty normal. However the living room was a different story entirely. The living room was basically a wide-open floor space, with the couch and single recliner chair far off in the left corner, with two bookshelves lining the walls leading to the hallway, while on the right side of the room sat a table with various gems on it, and in a bin next to it, with a nice size fireplace at the far end of the room. The table also had a few tools on it, as well as something that looked like a pendent, with some kind of heart made from various cool colored gem fragments.

“It’s good to see that you’re still making your gem crafts.” Tenor said as his mother places the flowers, and box of bonbons on the small table between the couch & recliner chair.

“It helps to keep me busy, but you’ll be happy to know that I’ve actually started working for, Gemillion.”

“Really!?” Tenor said astonish. Gemillion is one of the top brasses of Equestria’s gem work, from harvesting and purchasing gems, to crafting them into various objects and trinkets, or being commissioned to create works of art by high end ponies.

“Mhhh.” Jewel said proudly as she sits on the couch, her long mane & tail blanketing the remainder, and just barely seeping over the edge. “I’ve been working with them for about a year & a half now.” Jewel then looked over to her son, her smile faltering a bit.

“…and what about you Tenor…are you finally doing what you want to do?” Tenor just stood there, not saying anything. “I see. Your still bound to your fathers shadow.”

“…” Tenor didn’t say anything again, only turning to face his mother before nodding, with a slight displeased look on his face. “I want to do what I want, what let me earned my Cutie Mark…but…I still want to make dad proud of me.”

“…your such a sweet colt Tenor.” Jewel simply said as she ushered her son to her. Tenor made his way over to his mother, taking the recliner across from her. “Tenor, could you sing me something. It’s been years since I’ve heard you sing something.”

Tenor obliged his mother’s request, and like the times he sings at the Red Oak Bar, the sound of background music starts filling the living room of Jewel’s house. It was low and foreboding sounding, matching the mood that Tenor has been feeling since his visit with his father, and the fact that he couldn’t be like his mother. Pursuing what he wanted to do.

Music: Sound the Bugle – by: Bryan Adams.
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QZIF6XnlRGI.

As Tenor sang, head slowly weaving left to right, Jewel laid on the couch. Eyes closed and listening to her sons voice. She loved hearing her little colt sing, it not only brought a smile to her muzzle, but a warm sensation in her chest. Even though this song, which sounded sad, was still incredibly amazing to listen to.

“Tenor…I know you want to make your father proud of you. Make him happy that his son is just like him…” Jewel said, not to loudly to disturb the music, or her song’s concentration.

“But you shouldn’t let him control you, or be the thing that holds you back from what you want to do.” Tenor seemed to acknowledge his mothers words, knowing them to be true.

“Someday I know you’ll not only be able to do what you want, but also still make you’re father proud. Even if it isn’t the way he wants it.” Jewel said as she gives a loving smile to her son, who only smiled back, and was feeling a little more embolden.

“But whatever you choose to do in life, know that I will always be proud of you, my sweet little colt.” Tenor reached the end of his song, feeling so much better thanks to his mothers words. She always knows how to cheer him up, even when he’s unsure about his direction in life.

Author's Note

i will be drawing a picture of both Iron Brigade & Jewel Feather, and post their pictures either in the fic itself, or in this Author's Notes.

Chapter 2: the Grand Galloping Gala

Tonight was going to be a special night, for tonight was the annual Grand Galloping Gala, the most premiere and classy party that any pony could be invited to. all types of high-profile ponies from nobility, to celebrities, to very estimated ponies of the business industry will all be attending, along with some specially invited ponies.

Riding on the train heading from Ponyville to Canterlot, Tenor is escorting his mother Jewel Feather to the gala. Tenor is wearing a simple black tuxedo, with a silver trim on the hems and collar, his mane and tail were groomed to look less scruffy looking. Jewel Feather has always been regarded as a beautiful mare that doesn’t need anything to accentuate her beauty, but for tonight, she was wearing a simple light blue dress with the skirt having some faded white trimming, and having her mane having a light blue band with a small ornate jewel flower. The pair were happily sitting peacefully on their bench as they made their way towards Canterlot.

“Thank you for inviting me to the Gala Tenor, it’s been years since I’ve been to a party this extravagant.” Jewel said as she nuzzled her son affectionately.

“Being a member of the guard does have it’s perks.” Tenor said as he nuzzled his mother back.

The two ponies continued to make small talk to pass the time, but soon the train came to a stop as it pulled into the station. Guiding his mother off the train, Tenor and his mother only took a few steps off the train, before Tenor’s horn lit with magic, and the pair teleported directly to the front gate of Canterlot castle. Tenor maybe able to teleport freely around the city no problem, long distance travel like going from Canterlot to Ponyville, is a bit too difficult for the stallion.

“Here we are mom.” Tenor said as he lead his mother inside, while listen to what sounded like lingering music playing in the background.

“It sounds like somepony has just finished using the Music of Harmony.” Jewel Feather commented as her ears swiveled about to get the last bits of music. “What do you suppose the ponies were singing about?”

“Probably just somepony singing about how glad they’re able to come to the Gala.”

Tenor theorized as the pair made their way through the entry hall, and made their way to the main stairway that leads to the Dance Hall. As they reached the top of the stairway, both ponies were greeted by the solar princess, Celestia. With Twilight Sparkle standing next to her.

“Greeting’s princess.” Tenor said as he bowed, his mother doing the same after a moment.

“Greetings Tenor I’m happy that you could make it, and who is this charming mare?” the princess said as she looked down at the mare.

“This is my mother, Jewel Feather, I’ve brought her here as my plus one.”

“Then welcome to the Grand Galloping Gala Jewel Feather, I hope you enjoy yourself.” Celestia said to the mare.

“I most certainly will your majesty.” Jewel said as she gives a more grander bow, before she and her son left the princes, and Twilight, as they made their way for the dance hall. “So Tenor, what shall we do first?”

“Hmmm.” Tenor hummed as he thought for a moment. “Well first off, how about we get something to drink?”

“Sounds like a good start!”

Jewel said before she and Tenor headed for the refreshment table, and as they trotted pass some ponies watched them, wondering who they were. A few stallions especially were wondering who Jewel was, as their eyes traces over her body. Tenor noticed some of the stallions ogling his mother like deviants, and flared his horn to get their attention and then shot them a glare, if any stallion tries to make a move on his mother without honest feelings, Tenor will have strong words for them. If not strong actions. Reaching the table Tenor used his magic to pour two glasses of the sparkling berry cider into two cups, levitating one over to his mother who took it in her hoof. As they drank their ciders, Tenor would occasionally look around the dance hall, checking out what other ponies were doing.

He cringed a little when he saw a unicorn mare in a rather stunning dress walk away with prince Blueblood, seeing this Tenor inwardly prayed for her, everypony in the castle knows just how much of a boar Blueblood is, and any mare who was foolish enough to be enticed by him. may the sun have mercury on them.

Another interesting, or rather unusual thing, that Tenor has noticed was a very energetic mare wearing a very festive looking dress. The mare was bouncing around like a very energetic foal, and was chant singing something, and just looked she was having the time of her life. Of course when Tenor looked at the ponies she passes, or dances around, they don’t look to pleased. Granted this mare was bouncing around like she was at a child’s party, and looked to be having fun, but she should at least know…this is not one of those types of parties.

“Tenor? Is something happening, I feel some ponies groaning, and grumbling.” Jewel asked as her ears swiveled around, catching some ponies annoyed comments, and some harsh words that may have not been called for.

“Well for one thing, there’s this very bubbly mare bouncing around, and acting like she’s a filly at her friends birthday party.” Tenor commented as he continues to watch the mare, even as she jumps on stage, and starts trying to get the band to change up their music. “But she does seem to be enjoying herself.”

“Is she the one that’s fiddling around with the band, cause it sounds like somepony is screwing around with the instruments.” Jewel asked as she winced slightly, as she heard the piano go severally off-key.

“E’yup, that’ll be her.” Tenor chuckled.

“OH Tenor, I’ve just got a great idea!” Jewel said as she face her son. “Why don’t you sing for all of us, this could be your chance to just be you.” Tenor thought about it for a moment.

“I don’t know mom, I doubt they’ll just let any pony on the stage, and start singing.” Tenor said.

“Well if that mare managed to get on stage, maybe you can to.”

“Maybe. But she didn’t exactly ask to go on stage.”

“Then we’ll just ask.” Jewel said places her cup on the table. “Besides, I’m certain when ponies here you sing, they’ll ask for an encore.”

Thinking about it for a moment later, Tenor was half-n-half about going through with the idea. Looking back at his mom and seeing her hopeful smile, he ten looked to the stage, where the band managed to shoo away the mare. As he looked up at the stage, Tenor thought that it would be nice to sing for such a luxurious crowed, but would the band even allow him on stage. And would the ponies even think he was good enough. Turning back to his mother Tenor was still meet with that hopeful look on her face.

“…” Tenor took in a deep inhale before slowly letting the breath out. “Let’s give it a try.”

Jewel’s face was instantly lit up, and actually attempted to guide her son to the stage, using her ears to help her hone in on where the music was generating from. Quickly catching up to his mother, Tenor lead the way as he stuck close to Jewel, and in no time the pair managed to reach the stage. And once they reached the stage, the cellist caught a glimpse of them out of the corner of her eye, and when she saw Tenor a small smile caressed her muzzle as she turned to look at the stallion.

“Well, well, if it isn’t my old schoolmate Tenor Tune. How are you fairing nowadays?” the mare asked as she continued to play her cello.

“I’m doing well Octavia, and I see you’ve honed your talent quite well.” Tenor said to the mare who gave a small bow.

“Thank you for the complement, although I can’t say the same for you.” Octavia said a little disheartened as her smile lessen slightly. “When I heard that you being drafted into the Royal Guard, I thought ponies wouldn’t be able to hear you’re wonderful voice again.”

“Actually that’s why we came over here.” Jewel said as she prompted herself up, placing her forehooves on the stage, and getting the whole bands attention. “We were wondering, if you would allow Tenor to sing, while you all play.” The majority of the band seemed unsure about this idea.

“We’ve just managed to get rid of that crazy mare a moment ago.” The pianist said annoyedly. But that’s when Octavia spoke up.

“Trust me High Note, Tenor is nothing like that stage crasher.” She then turned to look at Tenor. “Care to show them what you’re really capable of Tenor?”

Tenor was hesitant for a moment, but a nudge & an encouraging smile from Jewel, spurred Tenor to up the stage. Tenor then spoke in a low voice to what song he was planning to sing, and gave a brief description of what the music was like. The band seemed to like the song choice that Tenor came up with, but they were still in the middle of their peace, so Tenor stood off to the side. As she Jewel, she flapped up to the stage to be with her son, and was brought to a comfortable in the back of the stage. The mother and son waited in the back of the band, simply listening to the band finish their classical piece, which took about another five or so minutes. Once the band had finished their piece, the dancing hall went quite for a bit, as one of the musicians went to grab a mic-stand. When it was set up Octavia ushered Tenor to take the stand, and as he did so, Octavia cleared her voice into the mic to gather every ponies attention.

“Please excuse us for the brief silence my dear guest, but tonight we have a special treat for you all.” The crowed seemed to be intrigued and listened carefully to what Octavia has to say. “Providing some wonderful singing for you all tonight, please welcome an old college of mine, Tenor Tune.”

The ponies gently clapped their hooves on the floor as Tenor took center stage. The stallion took another moment to briefly compose himself, before he started to focus on the song he was about to sing, the music started to play in the background. To which the band was quick to catch onto, and play along to add more depth to the piece as a whole. And once he was ready, Tenor began to sing.

Music: Diamond Jack: The Villain I Appear to Be (Male Cover)
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lUCFSwYCD9k.

Ponies listened with enchanted reverie, as they began swaying to the slow melody. Some ponies then decided to pair up, and began slow dancing with each other, stepping in tune with the music and lyrics that were encompassing the large room. Elsewhere though, in another similar hall although a bit larger, a few things were starting to pick up.

The ponies continued to dance as the song continued onward, the song picking up in tempo and strength in its verses. Tenor meanwhile was loving to be able to do this, just to be himself, and the fact that other ponies other than those at the inns and pubs he sings at, were loving and even dancing to his singing just made him feel even better. Jewel Feather for her part, had her eyes closed as she swayed her head as she listened to her son singing, a smile gracing her muzzle as she simply listens to her son being himself.

In the other hall, things really starting to pick up, as a group of mares were starting to cause a commotion. There was a pegasus that tried to catch the eyes of the Wonderbolts, but ended up toppling several pillars, one mare brought an overly large unstable looking cake into the hall, which was flung across the room by a pink mare staging diving. And if Tenor could see who almost got nailed by the cake, but was spurred by his ‘date’, then he would be laughing his flanks off. But the craziness went to the next level, when the castles garden animals came running into the hall after being chased by a crazed looking mare.

As the song was coming to it’s climax, the ponies in the next hall over were really in a horrid panic. And as for the group of ponies that caused all of the commotion, they were on run for the front gates of the castle. All the while the mess they left behind was left for Celestia, and the royal guards she called in to gather up the animals and wrangle them outside, while also seeing to the guest.

As the song came to a close, and the music fading away to peaceful silence, Tenor took a moment to catch his breath. And was assaulted by ponies stomping their hooves in cheer. The stallion looked around at the crowed of pleased ponies, before looking back at the band who were giving him equal praise. Octavia gave a bow of her head as she readied to play her cello again, which her fellow bandmates readied themselves for another song. Looking to his mother, Tenor saw a proud smile on her muzzle, and a few tears in the mare’s blind eyes. Sensing that her son was looking at her, Jewel gave Tenor a respectful nod, before simply mouthing ‘encore’. Tenor gave a quick nod, and looked back at the crowed who began asking for an encore themselves. Levitating a small glace of water from a small table for the band, Tenor took a quick drink before continuing to sing for the crowed of ponies.

Author's Note

so for the song i used, i thought it was appropriate as it kind of describes how Tenor felt about doing this on stage singing, while still feeling hesitant to actually do what his special talent is. also, i thought it would be a good song to accompany the craziness that happens to Twilight's friends.

Chapter 3: Meeting of the Two

Author's Note

Sorry for those who like this story and wait for new chapters, i try to make sure i do SilentStrikes OC proud, so i take extra time coming up with chapters for this fic. hopefully you'll all still like what i come up with.

Chapter 3: Meeting of the Two

Over the town of Ponyville, the early morning sun shined down upon the town, as birds sing their morning chorus as ponies either wake up to their lovely tune. Or were already up and about, and were simply listening to them sing as they work.

At Jewel Feathers house, Tenor was currently taking a nice hot shower, while remembering all of the good vibes he was feeling from last night at the Gala. A chuckle escaped from him when during the later part of the Gala, he heard that in a nearby wing, a group of mares really caused a big ruckus that left the room in a horrible mess. And when he went to go see how much of a mess they made, he was actually shocked that this somehow happened, and who these troublesome mares were that created such a mess.

Exiting out of the shower Tenor began drying himself off with a towel, while he used a spare toothbrush he bought yesterday before getting ready for the Gala to clean his teeth. Once he was dry, and his mouth was cleaned, Tenor made his way down stairs where he could smell fresh pancakes being made, causing the stallion to lick his lips. Entering the kitchen Tenor found his mom at the stove, mane held back by a soft blue bandana, her long tail swooshing about as she hums one of the musical numbers that Tenor sung last night, as she expertly flips pancakes in the skillet.

“Morning mom.” Tenor said as he used his magic to grab cups, plates, and utensils. As well as cartoon of orange juice.

“Morning Tenor, did you sleep well?” Jewel asked as she flipped the last pancake onto a large stack on a even larger platter. “I hope the spare bedroom bed still isn’t to, stiff.”

“Nah. It was fine last night; it just needed a good ol’ tossing and turning to work it in.” Tenor mused as he set up the table near window facing out into town. Jewel smiled as she heard the slight tone of happiness in her son’s voice. Bringing the platter of pancakes to the table, Jewel and Tenor began to eat their breakfasts.

“So Tenor, what will you be doing today?” Jewel asked after swallowing her first bite of food. Tenor took a quick swig of his glass of oj before answering.

“I was just going to explore town. I haven’t gotten a chance to see it yesterday, as we were both preparing to go to the Gala.”

“I just wished your father could’ve been there with us.” Jewel commented before taking another bite. Tenor nodded as he chewed his latest bite.

“Yeah, it would’ve been fun.” Tenor said with a small sigh, before a smile graced his muzzle. “But, knowing him, he’d probably scold the guard for being lax because it was the Gala.” Both chuckled at that thought, and even imagining Brigade going around, and barking orders at any guards that he saw.

“Oh I could definitely see your father doing such a thing!” Jewel giggle-snorted, as she tries to reign her laughter in, while covering her muzzle with her wings. “Well, in any case. I hope your little tour down memory lane is fruitful.”

The pair continued to eat their breakfast, carrying on whatever conversation topic they could think of. Once their meal was over with, Jewel was going to clean up, but her son insisted that he did instead. After all, a proper house guest should try to lift some burden off their hosts. Twenty to twenty-five minutes later, Tenor bid his mother farewell before heading out into Ponyville, ready to explore his old foalhood town.

Leaving the street that his mother’s house was situated on, Tenor headed to one of the main central areas of the town, the Plaza. And just like when he was a colt, the Plaza was a bustle of activity, with ponies either passing by to head to a different destination, or simply hanged out on the various benches around. Tenor started to remember old times where he and his old schoolmates would play around the Plaza, often using their imagination to think they were in a bust city area in an action adventure story. Leaving the Plaza behind him, Tenor made it to the main shopping district, where the majority of activity was as ponies shopped, ran errands for their work places, or were simply hauling goods to every which way that they needed to go. One of the stalls caught Tenors attention almost instantly, when a filly dumped a whole basket of apples into a cream coated earth pony mares saddle bag, and then demanding that the mare pay for the apples.

Shaking his head at the sight of the odd sight, Tenor continued to stroll about the town, taking in the sights and having old memories come to his mind. Continuing on his trot through the market place, something else caught Tenor’s eye, a familiar sight in fact. Tenor could see Spike the dragon waddling around, talking to somepony that he couldn’t see.

“Spike!” Tenor called out as he made his way over to the little dragon, who looked around for a bit, before seeing Tenor and having a smile grow on his face.

“Tenor!” Spike half-shouted as he ran over to Tenor, hoping the remaining distance with a claw raised, which Tenor gently smacked with his own hoof. “What are you doing here?”

“Having a week long vacation before going back to the guard.” Tenor said as he ruffled the dragons spines. “But how are you doing Spike? Last time I saw you, you barely reached my chest.”

“Yeah but I’ve grown since then.” Spike puffed out his chest as he gave a broad smile, which only got a small chuckle from the stallion.

“Is this an old friend of yours Spike?” A new voice spoke and catching Tenor’s attention.

“Yeah! He’s an old friend of mine, and Twilight’s while we lived at the castle.”

Looking away from the small dragon, Tenor saw a rather beautiful white coated unicorn mare, with a styled indigo mane & tail, with some sky-blue eye shadow accenting her eyes. Tenor’s has seen many beautiful mares before, especially on the pin up posters in the guard barracks lockers, or in a magazine that he gets in the mail from time to time, but this mare, this mare is definitely a cut above the rest. After looking at the mare for only a few moments, Tenor finally noticed that the mare was now looking at him directly, allowing the stallion to see her navy-blue eyes.

“Hello there darling, my name is Rarity.” The mare said as she daintily holds up her right hoof. Tenor took the hoof in his left, and gave a proper shake.

“Nice to meet you Miss. Rarity, my name is Tenor Tune.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Tenor, but please, just call me Rarity darling.” The mare said as Tenor removed his hoof. “So Tenor, are you a servant at the castle?” Rarity asked as she looks the stallion over, but instead of the stallion responding, Spike quickly spoke up.

“Actually, he’s part of the royal guard. And his dad is the retired captain, Iron Brigade.” Rarity turned to looked at the baby dram with disbelief.

“Really!” Rarity asked as she looked back at Tenor, who just nodded. “Strange. You don’t look like the type to be part of the guard.”

“Well, it wasn’t really my decision.” Tenor said in somewhat lowered tone. “But that aside from my station, what is it that you do Rarity?”

Rarity began telling Tenor of her profession of being a seamstress, and even telling the stallion of her latest creations. Including the ones from last night she, and her five closest friends, wore for the grand galloping gala. At the mention of the Gala, Tenor asked if Rarity was one of the mares that caused the ruckus in the first dance hall, and much to the mares shame, Rarity nodded. Now very little things cause Tenor to be surprised, after all he was trained to never show that he is surprised by anything, that and not many things actually cause him to feel the sensation. So hearing that Rarity was indeed one of the mares that made the ruckus, and then learn that she really told Blueblood off, Tenor was surly dumbfounded.

“Tenor!” the group heard the familiar voice of Twilight Sparkle, and sure enough when the group turned to where the mares voice came from, they saw the unicorn trotting them.

“Hey there Twilight, what’s up?” the stallion asked as Twilight skidded to a stop.

“I came to see where Spike was, he’s ten minutes late in helping me with my latest experiment in alterations to teleportation.” Spike had a very slight confused look, before it exploded into a look of realization as he smacks his face with a claw.

“Agh pony feathers, Twilight I’m so sorry! I lost track of time.” Spike said, which Rarity quickly followed.

“I’m afraid he got hung up because me darling.” Rarity bemoaned. “I was asking Spike if he could give me a hoof of collecting more gems for a few orders coming up in the next few days.”

Twilight nodded in understanding, after another apology from both Spike & Rarity for holding Twilight up, the purple unicorn and dragon left Rarity and Tenor alone. as the two unicorns were left alone, they continued to talk with one another for a while, and were actually enjoying each other’s company. Tenor found Rarity to be quick witted, and a rather interesting pony, for despite growing up in Ponyville Rarity worked hard to conduct herself as a Canterlotian pony, which caused Tenor to inwardly cringe. As most Canterlot ponies, nearly eighty-five percent are selfish, vain, and small minded. As for Rarity, she was starting to find Tenor a very charming pony, not only that, but she also found his resolute composure, and noble demeanor to quite captivating. Rarity also found Tenor to be quite handsome. There isn’t that many stallions that live in Ponyville, especially those that are single, so seeing Tenor was definitely a pleasant surprise.

“Well Tenor I hate to leave you, but I must return to my boutique now. I need to prep for the orders when my shipment of supplies arrives later today.” Rarity said as she started to leave the stallion.

“No problem Rarity. I wish you luck on you’re orders.” Tenor said as he gave the mare a polite wave.

‘Such a gentle stallion!’ Rarity inwardly mused as she returned the wave.

‘She seemed like a nice mare.’ Tenor thought to himself as he continued to walk about the town.

After Tenor and Rarity had parted ways, the stallion continued to tour his old home town for the next couple of hours, and so far, everything looked as he remembered it. Hardly anything has changed in the years since Tenor moved to Canterlot, aside from one or two new buildings and shops, and a few renovations, Ponyville still looks like it had back then. As the sun started to make its slow descent from its zenith in the sky, Tenor ventured back to his mothers house for an early lunch.

“I’m back mom.” Tenor called out through the hall of the house before popping his head into the living room, seeing Jewel at the large table, and carefully working on something.

“Welcome back Tenor, how’s the town? Same as it was when we moved to Canterlot?”

“E’yup. I’m gonna make something for lunch, do you want anything?” Tenor asked as he stood in the archway. Jewel sat up straight, as she placed her tools down.

“Lunch?” she questioned. “What time is it?” Tenor looked at the nearby clock on the wall, noting the exact time.

“It’s roughly twelve-thirty.” Tenor commented before looking over to his mother. Jewel seemed to be thinking about something, before a look of a sudden idea was plastered on her face. the mare carefully stepped off the seat she was on, and made her way over to her son.

“I actually have a better idea for lunch son.” Jewel mused as she walked past her son and made her way to the door of the house. “Follow me.” quirking a brow Tenor wondered what his mother had in mind, but shrugged his shoulders and followed the older pony.

~~~~~

The time was ten minutes to one o’clock in the afternoon, and Rarity was trotting with her friends Twilight, Applejack & Pinkie Pie, the four mares heading to the Silver Bit. The only pub in Ponyville, that actually has a good assortment of food to choose from. Now while pubs aren’t exactly Rarity’s, or even Twilight’s, general idea to have lunch, it was good to have a change to ones routines in life, that included lunch.

“—and then I wanted to use a new method to throw parties, like my party cannon, but more portable! And so that’s how I came up with the Party BOMB!” Pinkie finished the LONG explanation of her latest advancement in party preparations, or at least what she calls ‘advancement’. But more like wild experimentation until something didn’t go, boom.

“Pinkie…as you’re friend, Ah have to say that a, party bomb…” Applejack said as carefully as the group closed in on their destination. “Might be pushing it, just a tad.”

“OH come Applejack!” Pinkie said as she skidded to the front of the group. “Think about! All I have to do is pull out my party bomb, throw it to the ground and then—BAM!—instant party in the blink of an eye!”

“Yes darling, but think of the poor ponies that you’d scare off if you did so. I mean really Pinkie, your new invention has ‘bomb’ in its name…I would think ponies would be rather, hesitant, to have you use those.” Rarity said to her friend while getting affirmative nods from the other two ponies. Pinkie brought a hoof to her chin, and began to stroke it.

“…maybe I did go a little gung-ho with this one.” Pinkie said as she pulled a clip board out of her mane, with a quill. “Note to self: change design, and name, of the party bomb.”

After jotting down the little note, Pinkie stuffed the items back into her mane, and proceeded to enter the pub with a skip and a hop. Her friends meanwhile just shook their heads. They love Pinkie and her boundless enthusiasm of applying her trade and calling, but sometimes they worry that Pinkie maybe getting to, worked up, in her passion. Leaving the matter alone for the time being, the other three mares entered the pub, and was meet with the sound of music, but as the three mares looked around the room they couldn’t find a phonograph, or even a live band. But when Twilight looked to the back of the pub, she saw Tenor standing in a small empty space, with all ponies in the building looking in his direction.

Twilight pointed out where the music was coming from, and when her friends saw Tenor they all looked surprised. Especially Rarity, as Tenor never said anything about him being able to make music with magic, or even sing. Ushering her friends to a nearby open table, Twilight guided them to a spot that was right in the middle of the pub, and lifted a hoof to muzzle in a hush gesture just in time as Tenor began to sing.

Music: Cascada - Everytime We Touch (slow) [Male Version].
Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rNUPT85Tmgk&feature=youtu.be.

Rarity was absolutely taken aback as she listens to Tenor sing. His voice sounded so soft, yet still held his strong presence within its rhythm, which harmonized with the tempo of the music playing perfectly. Looking around herself, Rarity either saw ponies leaning into one another, swaying their heads to music slowly, or even sat there in their chairs with their eyes closed, simply listening to the stallion sing. And if the fashionista was honest, it was hard not to do the same.

“He’s really good!” Pinkie whispered to her friends, getting a few ‘SHOOOs’ from neighboring ponies.

“Sorry.” Pinkie apologized, again getting ‘SHOOOs’ in response. Despite the slight disturbance to the wonderful music being played and sung, Rarity has to admit, Tenor was an amazing singer.

As the song tappers off into silence, and as the song officially ended, everypony in the pub from customers, servers, even the cooks in the kitchen gently clapped their hooves. Not because they thought Tenors song was sub-par, on the contrary, they were quietly clapping to accentuate the very mood of the pub that Tenor changed. From rowdy loud talks, to a mellow calmness. The only one who was sort off throwing this ambiance of tranquility, was Pinkie doing quiet yet rapid clapping.

“He’s pretty amazing isn’t he?” Twilight asked her friends, who all nodded in response. All except Rarity, who was still looking at the stallion who was listening to requests from the crowed.

“…yes…” the fashionista said as her eyes continue to linger on Tenor, a small blush touching her cheeks as he looked her way, and waved with a smile. “Yes he is.”

Chapter 4: Getting to Know You Better

It was now day four of Tenors week long vacation, and at the moment, the stallion was trotting beside with his mother as they shop about. Jewel Feather needed to get some new tools, and gems to work with for a big project she was commissioned to do, for a wealthy patron in Trottingham.

The tools were the easiest things to get, as the local crafts pony was good at what she did, in creating things that ponies needed for their own day to day activities. The gems on the other hoof, those were going to be a little, tougher to get, not because of scarcity but because of quality. Sure Jewel could go to the local gem store, where they have all kinds of gems for ponies to purchase, but they were ones that were already crafted—not a bad thing—and were to be used for their own products. There is also the local quarry and gem cave to gather raw materials, but that comes with the risk of encountering diamond dogs, and their pretty territorial of any locales that have large quantities of gems, even if her son went with her to get those gems Jewel doesn’t like the thought of her son being in a fight.

“So mom what are you going to do about the gems?” Tenor asked the pure white pegasus as he trots beside her.

“Well, I usually get my gems from a supplier, who uses gems in her work. and she manages to get freshly dug or picked gems.” Jewel replied as the pair left the market, and were heading for the west district of Ponyville.

The pair continues to trot away as they passed several other ponies, giving hello’s and greetings and receiving some of their own. Eventually the duo made it to the desired destination, a rather fancy looking building, which kind of looks like one has stuck a carousal in the middle of the building. Trotting up to the door Jewel Feather gave a few knocks, creating a small rhythmic tune that Tenor couldn’t help but hum a song in response. But the knocking also caused a pony to cry out from the other side, “Just a minute!” the voice sounded a little familiar to Tenor, but he couldn’t quite place it. but a moment later his memory of the voice was clarified, when the owner of the building opened the door, and show a familiar white unicorn mare that Tenor meet just yesterday.

“Oh hello Jewel Feather, here to get some more gems.” Rarity asked the mare, before her eyes finally noticed Tenor standing off to the side. “OH! Tenor, I didn’t see you there darling.”

“Not a problem Rarity, but I wasn’t expecting my moms main gem provider to be you.” Rarity’s eyes went wide after Tenor had just finished speaking.

“Wait a minute!” Rarity said as she gestured a hoof between Tenor and Jewel, who seemed to be developing a small smile. “You two are related?!” both Tenor and Jewel nodded in unison.

After a few moments of taking in the affirmation of the relationship between Jewel and Tenor, Rarity invited the pair inside boutique, allowing Tenor to look upon Rarity’s work. she was certainly a master of her craft, as each dress, and suit she has tailored, Tenor is able to see the top notch quality that went into making them. one suit instantly caught Tenors attention. It looked like a simple tuxedo suit, but the dark blue trimming on the hems, cuffs of the sleeves, and the almost non-visible design on the shoulders makes it look very impressive to the stallion. If Tenor had the bits, he would love to have a suit like this to own. As Tenor browsed Rarity’s wears, and make a mental list of some outfits he might want to purchase, he waited for his mother and Rarity to discuss about the task at hoof.

“—so these are all of the gems that I need Rarity, do you have any of them in stock?”

“I do have the sapphires, rubies, topazes, and the amethysts you have listed here." Rarity said as she looks over the list Jewel Feather gave her.

"But I don’t have the opals or aquamarines.” Rarity lamented as she levitated the list Jewel Feather gave her back to the blind mare. “However, I might be able to find some opals and aquamarines by tomorrow.”

“Rarity you are a life saver.” Jewel said as she gave the mare a gentle hug. “I’ll come by tomorrow then, would twelve in the afternoon be good enough Rarity?”

“Of course Jewel.” Rarity said as she returned the hug in kind. As Jewel made her way over to the boutiques door, son in tow, Rarity spoke up. “Umm, Tenor, could I talk to you for just a spell?” Tenor looked to his mother, who seemed to have a cheeky smile on her muzzle, before giving a nod.

“Ugh sure.” The stallion said as he made his way over to Rarity. “Is there something you need?”

“Actually, I was wondering if you would like to join me for lunch. I would like to get to know you better, as our first encounter was rather brief.” Tenor gave a small smile.

“I’d love to, but first I have to help mom get her supplies back to the house.” Rarity gave a small nod of understanding. “But once I’ve finished, I’ll come back.”

Tenor then fared Rarity farewell for now, and followed his mother out of the building. As the pair left the boutique, Tenor continues to noticed that his mother still has that same cheeky smile. But the stallion didn’t pay it too much mind.

After wondering around Ponyville for a bit to gather some other things, Jewel and Tenor made back home and began to unload Jewels new tools, and help put away the other things they bought. Once everything was put away, Jewel practically ushered her son out the door, which slightly confused the stallion but left the household and began making his way back to Rarity’s boutique. Trotting through the market place, and upon reaching the main west district of Ponyville, Tenor found the boutique on the horizon but as he closed in on the building, the stallion saw Spike walking up to the boutiques door. Tenor watched as the little dragon knocked on the door, where Rarity answered.

“Oh, hello Spike.”

“Hi Rarity.” Tenor heard Spike say with a tone of admiration. “I came by to see if you need help with anything.” Rarity was about to say something, but when she caught the sight of Tenor approaching, and her initial response changed.

“Actually Spike I was going to have an early lunch date with Tenor.” Spike looked a little confused, but when he turned to look where Rarity was looking, and saw Tenor now just a few feet from them.

“As promised, I have returned.” Tenor mused, causing Rarity to giggle. Although it didn’t seem like Spike was as amused, in fact, it looked like he was a little upset.

“Oh. Well, I’ll just…come back later then.”

With that Spike waddled off, leaving both ponies just watching him go. Rarity seemed confused by the sudden departure, but it seemed that Tenor has some kind of, vague, notion as to the dragons departure. Sometime later Rarity closed up shop, and she and Tenor headed back into town, where they began talking.

“So Tenor, how long will be in Ponyville?” Rarity questioned as she looks up at the stallion.

“I’ve planned to stay till my week vacation is over.” Tenor replied as she glances down, noticing that Rarity is a head shorter than he is.

“But you grew up in Ponyville originally, yes?”

“Only till I was seven. By that time, that was when my dad got accepted into the Royal Guards training program.” Tenor explained to the mare. “Once he was accepted, we moved to Canterlot.” Rarity swooned as she thought about living in Canterlot.

“It must be nice to live in such a wonderous city.” Tenor just sighed at that remark, which seemed to bring Rarity back from her daydreaming. “What’s the matter Tenor?”

“Nothing. It’s just mom and I thought the same thing, but after you live there for most your life…the city looses its grandeur and luster.” Rarity seemed shocked by that statement.

The two continued to talk as they finally reached the east district of Ponyville, where most of the primary eateries of the town were situated, and it is in this district where Rarity was taking her new friend. The building the duo were coming closer to was actually rather nice looking diner, with a patio that has a few tables set out. Entering the establishment, the pair took one of the inside tables, where a waiter took their order and left the pair to converse some more.

“Tenor, could I ask you a personal question?” the stallion nodded as he got comfortable in his seat. “Yesterday, a few friends and I went to Silver Bit for a little get together, and whilst there, we caught your little concert.”

“Oh! You did?” the mare nodded whilst having a big smile on her muzzle.

“I must say darling, you have such a splendid singing voice.” Rarity marveled as she thought back to the several songs that Tenor sung that afternoon. “Ever since then I’ve been wondering…why are you in the guard, when you have such a wonderful talent?” Tenor went quite for a moment before speaking up.

“It was originally my dads idea. As he climbed the ranks of the royal guard, he thought that he should make it a family tradition to have all stallions be part of the guard, so once I finished my schooling my dad kind of twisted my hoof in joining the guards recruit program.”

“But…what about you? surely didn’t want to be part of the guard.” Rarity questioned.

“Well, at first I didn’t want to…but…” Tenor hesitated for a moment before continuing.

“I wanted to make my dad proud of me, and unfortunately, nothing I did in school or when I graduated impressed him…so I figured that if I joined the guard I might make him finally feel proud of me.” as Tenor continued to talk about his situation in the guard, Rarity seemed to noticed that his tone of voice was slightly becoming more, and more sad.

“…Tenor if this is making you feel uncomfortable, you don’t have to continue.” The stallion just shook his head.

“It’s not making me uncomfortable, it’s just, when I did become part of the guard, and climbed the ranks, becoming one the youngest guards to become a lieutenant, my dad was actually proud of me.” Tenor took in a breath before exhaling, seemingly trying to calm his jittery nerves.

“But once my dad retired, and Twilight’s brother became the youngest Captain, my dad started to grow distant. To the point, where he was neglecting me and mom, but then he started to try and make things at home unbearable to the point where mom moved back to Ponyville, after divorcing him.”

“But…what about you?”

“Since I was part of the guard, I had an obligation to stick out my time as one. Plus if I did try to leave the guard earlier than what’s regulated…my dad would probably disowned me.”

“Surely you jest darling!” Rarity said, shocked to even hear that. “Surely your father wouldn’t do such a thing, because you decided to leave the guard.” Tenor seemed to tense up a little…as a pretty bad memory came to mind, before it was quickly brushed off.

“Being a guard was everything to my dad, and he lived his life doing everything to be one, and be the best there ever or will be. So if a member of his family did leave the guard…I assure you, he would erase you from his mind, or even the family.”

Rarity was absolutely…dumbfounded by this revelation. She knew that some parents could get a little, weird, or crazy when it came to their way of life, and having their children follow that path as well. But to actually hear that Tenor’s father was so, strict with him and his mother, and forced them to live as if they were supposed to be part of the guard as well, and even threaten of not only disowning you but make sure the rest of the family did as well. there were no words that Rarity could use to describe how wrong that all seemed.

After a brief moment of silence between the two, Tenor apologized for bringing the mood down and tried to bring it back up, by describing his time at this one bar where he is able to do what he wanted to do. Sing for ponies. But even with the pleasant deviation from the topic, Rarity still felt, sad for Tenor. Here was a stallion, a pleasant and charming one at that, who has this incredible talent to make ponies smile by singing to them…to play soldier all because his father was to attached to his ways. Eventually the pair received their food and began to eat, but Rarity wasn’t really thinking about her food at the moment, all she could do now was just pick and nibble at, as she continued to run everything that Tenor has just told her about himself. And how it must hurt having to live a life like that, and not the one that he should be living.

~~~~~

The hours went by and once the pair were done with their lunch, Rarity decided to help brighten up the slightly soured mood they both had, by introducing Tenor to her closest friends. of course Tenor already knew Twilight, who was happy to see her two friends getting along, she even tried to do something called a Friendship lesson based on them. Tenor had no clue what a, Friendship Lesson was, but he figured it was something between the bookish unicorn, and the sun princess.

Moving on to the rest of Rarity’s friends, Tenor nearly had a heart attack when Pinkie just, POPPED, into existence at the library and began bouncing around the room, all the while saying how happy she was to meet one of Twilight’s older friends who was going to be a new friend for her. the level of enthusiasm that Pinkie Pie gave off, was a bit to strong for Tenor to handle, but thankfully as quickly as Pinkie appeared, she vanished while proclaiming she well create the greatest ‘Welcoming and Welcome back to Ponyville party, ever’. After meeting Pinkie Pie, Rarity and Twilight decided to intro Tenor to the more calm and steadiest member of their circle, Applejack. Who after spotting Tenor said she really loved the songs he sang the other day, which got the stallion to blush, and thanked the farm pony for her words of praise. Unfortunately though, after meeting Applejack, and trying out one of her Granny Smiths pies that she was selling at the market—which was probably one of the tastiest things he’s ever consumed—Rarity and Twilight couldn’t find the remaining members of their circle.

By the time it was late afternoon Tenor escorted his to filly friends to the library, where Twilight left them, and began escorting Rarity to her boutique.

“Thanks for inviting me out for the day Rarity, it was nice.” Tenor remarked as they were closing in on Rarity’s residence.

“It was my pleasure darling, I’m just sorry if I brought up a touchy subject from before.” Rarity lamented, but Tenor just shook it off.

“It’s fine Rarity.” Tenor simply stated as they stopped in front of the shop. “Again, thanks for inviting me to hang out. We should do it again sometime before I have to go back to Canterlot.”

“Of course darling, I would be delighted to spend more time with you.”

Tenor then gave a smile and a nod, before bidding Rarity a goodbye as he turned to make his way back to his mothers house. Although as the stallion trotted off into the distance, Rarity still felt a little twinge of sadness in her chest. While the day was mostly a pleasant experience, she was still brought down a little by Tenor’s tale of his life in Canterlot, shaking the unpleasant thoughts away Rarity headed inside her shop, a now deep thinking expression etched on her face as she makes her way to her work room.

Chapter 5: More Excitement Than Expected

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Chapter 6: An Unexpected Visit

Author's Note

sorry to those who've been waiting for an update to this story, just been bogged down by life, and trying to come up and re-write chapters for other fics. hopefully you like this chapter in Tenor Tunes story.

Chapter 6: An Unexpected Visit

Tenor was sitting on a chair by his bedroom’s window, a book held in his magical aura as he simply enjoys the mornings tranquility, as he occasionally drinks from a cup of coffee from the nearby counter. Today seemed it was going to be a rather lazy, and relax kind of day for the stallion, rather than going out and explore his old foal hood town. Which was fine by the stallion, as when tomorrows comes around he’ll be heading back to Canterlot, and resume his duties as a guard. As the stallion flips through another page of his book, which is a classic tale of an old stallion warrior, and his mage companion on a journey to save their kingdom, a knock came to his door.

“Yes?” Tenor said as he looked away from his book, and stared at his door as it opened to show Jewel Feather. “Hey there mom, is there something you need?”

“No dear, I just came to say that I’ll be heading out to get somethings, so I’ll be back later today alright.” Tenor nodded while giving a vocal response to his mother’s words.

The blind pegasus then bid her son farewell, and made her down stairs, while Tenor goes back to reading. As the stallion goes back to reading his book, he starts to wonder if he should go out for lunch, or just stay home and make something, but as his thoughts wonder the stallion’s started to think back to what his mother said to him when he started his week long vacation. And that was about trying to be the stallion that, Tenor really wanted to be, and not what his father wants him to be. This whole week has been a rather, exhilarating as well as liberating, as Tenor was able to fully express his love of music and just be, him. maybe it was really time for Tenor to fully embrace his talent, and just be him, and hope that maybe in time his dad could be proud of his decision.

“Maybe I should start putting in my resign forum when I get back to Canterlot.” Tenor muses as he thinks about leaving the guard, and actually check-out a carrier in music.

Tenor’s ears then perked up at a commotion coming from down stairs. Closing his book Tenor left his room and trotted down stairs, but as he reached the bottom steps the stallion saw that his father, Iron Brigade, standing in front of the smaller mare who seems to be curling in on herself. The large unicorn looked away from Jewel Feather, and looked squarely at Tenor Tune, who only just stared back.

“What are you doing here colt?” the stallion asked Tenor.

“Visiting my mom, and making sure she’s doing well. And giving her some family time.” Tenor said as he walked over to his mom, who upon feeling that Tenor was close enough, slowly backed away from Iron Brigade, and hid behind her son. The larger stallion took a step within the household as he began speaking.

“I thought I told you long ago colt, you are not to fraternize with, distractions.”

“Distractions!” Tenor said in a slightly raised tone. “She’s my mother, and your wife!”

“Former wife.” Iron Brigade corrected. “If she’s unable to stand by us while we strive for greatness, then she doesn’t deserves to be with us.” Both Tenor and Jewel were shocked to hear this, Tenor because his father was just so disregarding his ex-wife, Jewel on the other hoof was shocked to hear her ex-husband is still thinking this way.

“Do you even hear yourself!” Tenor said a bit louder, horn nearly flaring with magic. “Mom has every RIGHT to see me, she doesn’t need to fulfil some stupid reason for—”

Tenor was silenced when his father stomped a hoof on the floorboard, causing both Tenor and Jewel to jump. Iron Brigade then loomed over the two, his dark coat taking in an even more darker tone, as his eyes just glare down at his son and ex-wife. Even though she can’t see what her ex-husband was doing, Jewel could just feel the atmosphere of her house getting colder, as if something was sucking the heat out. Not only that, but she can feel the judgmental and criticizing eyes of Iron Brigade on her, causing her to cower behind her son like a scared little foal. Tenor tried to stand tall and resolute, to show his father that he wasn’t going to back down, but the overwhelming presence that the older stallion had makes Tenor buckle under the pressure, if ever so slightly.

“…are you back talking to me, colt?” Iron’s voice was deep and heavy, it was as if simply speaking was enough to cause the pair to hunker down. But Tenor regained his resolve, and actually butted heads with his father! Their horns scrapping against one another as they stared into each other’s eyes.

“You dare stand up against a commanding officer?”

“You’re retired old stallion, so your rank doesn’t matter all that much!” Tenor said as he pressed his head against his fathers, trying to push him back. but Iron Brigade was a like a stone wall, he wasn’t budging.

Without saying anything, Tenor was enveloped in his father’s magical aura—and was violently thrown to the side of the house! Tenor collided with the wall with such an impact, that his body caused the wood and plaster of the wall to splinter, while the stallion cried out in pain as he slumps to the ground.

“No stop!” Jewel said as she threw herself at Iron Brigade. “Please Iron, don’t hurt—AGH!” the mare was tossed to the staires by Iron shouldering her.

“You stay out of this mare; you’ve done enough to ruin the soldier I forged my son to be.” Iron said as he glared down at the mare, who could only look at her ex-husband with fear…and remembering how she was in a similar situation years ago…a situation that costed her eyes.

Iron was then knocked down to the floor, as Tenor shoulder tackles him with his entire body. Before the larger stallion hit the ground, Tenor used his magic to envelope his father, and with great effort tossed the larger stallion out of his mothers doorway. Jewel can’t see it, but Tenor is now sporting a large bruise on the shoulder that crashed into the wall, and is having trouble standing on it as he walks towards the doorway. When he reaches the door Tenor can see that his father is already back on his hooves, and that a small group of ponies were scattered around, looking on with confusion and slight concern. After recovering from the throw, Iron Brigade glared at Tenor who just glared back, horn igniting with magic while his coat bristles slightly. Iron’s own horn ignited with his own magical aura, as both stallions appear to prepare themselves for a fight.

“What is going on here?!” the crowed, as well as both stallions turned to find the mayor of the town walking over to them, along with Twilight and a few of her friends. Including Rarity.

“This has nothing to do with you mare! This is a matter between me, and my disobedient son!” Iron bellowed, causing all the other ponies to back away, as he turns to look back at Tenor.

“I’m warning you right now old Stallion, you ever treat my mom like that again, or think you can throw your weight around like you own us…then you have another thing coming!” Tenor said as remained within the doorway.

“After everything I’ve done to make you the stallion you are right now, you…turn against me?” Iron Brigade said in shocked disbelief, while his voice still carried a spark of anger.

“I only became a guard so you would be proud of me, just to even acknowledge my efforts…” Tenor said as started to tear up as he continues to talk to his father.

“But the only thing you care about is nothing more than your pride as a guard, and trying to make me like you. well, not anymore.” Tenor says to the stallion who seemed to falter slightly. “I’m done trying to live up to your expectations, or your approval. As far as I’m concern…we’re done.”

The older stallion just continued to glare at Tenor, who became very tensed up after speaking his mind. To everypony watching this scene play out, they were all wondering if this would break out unto a fight, but luckily…things didn’t turn out that way. Iron Brigade gave off a loud snort through his nose, puffing out a hefty amount of steam before turning on his hooves and just, stormed off. The old stallion gave one last disapproving glare to Tenor, before the crowed split so he could walk past them and go off to who knows where. Seeing as the situation has defused itself, the mayor along with Applejack and her friends Twilight and Fluttershy, started to tell the crowed to go back to doing what they were doing beforehoof.

As for Tenor, he visibly relaxed as his whole body nearly slumped to the floor of exhaustion. This was probably the most intense moment that he’s ever had, as he just not only stood up to his father, but actually challenged him and basically telling him he refuses to go along with his ‘Way of the Guard’. Turning to look over his shoulder, Tenor saw that his mother was laying on the floor, shivering as if a very cold breeze was washing over her. so quickly getting to his hooves, Tenor trotted over to his mom to see if she was alright.

“Mom, are you alright?” Tenor ask’s worriedly. Jewel only respond with a few sniffles, before wrapping her forelegs and wings around Tenor as tears began to coat his fur. Tenor wrapped a foreleg around his mom and held her securely.

“Tenor…” Twilight said as she walked into the house, and found the pair just huddled at the base of the stairs. “Is everything alright?” The unicorn asked as she looks upon the pair with a worried look. Tenor looks at Twilight with a reassuring look as he spoke.

“Yeah. Mom’s just shaken up is all, just...gives us a moment.” Twilight nodded and left the pair alone for time. “Mom, are you alright? He didn’t hurt you when he knocked you to the stairs?” the mare shook her head as she separates from her son.

“No. but I’m more concern about you!” Jewel then starts to use her wings to pat over Tenor’s body. “When I heard that the wall cracked, I thought he’d hurt you badly!” Tenor pats his mom on the back as he tries to comfort her.

“Mom I’m fine.” Tenor says as he tries to calm down his mom. The pegasus manages to calm herself down, just a bit, as Tenor helps her to her hooves and brought her to the living rooms couch.

A minute later and the mayor of the town asked if she could come in, and after getting permission the grey-maned mare asked for the details of what happened. Jewel Feather began to tell the mayor that she was going to go and run some errands, but the moment she opened the door she bumped into her ex-husband, who began demanding to know where Tenor was. That’s when Tenor told the mare that he and his dad began arguing with one another, before it escalated to small scuffle between them that broke out.

After getting the story, and seeing that neither pony was injured, the mayor asked if Jewel would like to press charges of assault, which she agreed to as she actually has a restraining order towards Iron Brigade. The mayor then bid the pair good day, and that she will begin preparations for filing a complaint to the courts about Iron Brigades actions, and his violation of a restraint order, leaving the pair trying to relax in the living room. and just put this whole event behind them.

Chapter 7: Retirement & New Page in Life

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Chapter 8: Tenor's New Beginning

It was a bright and beautiful day in Ponyville, and today was the start of Tenor Tunes new life, one that isn’t constraint to the whims of his controlling father, who only saw his son as some way to feel like he’s still part of the guard. But now Tenor is able to pursue whatever course in life that he wants.

Today Tenor was strolling around Ponyville, not only just enjoying the peacefulness of the town, and the hustle and bustle of the town getting things ready to start their days. But the stallion was also on his way to Town Hall, hopefully the community board there has flyers for work. Even though he and his friend Velvet made an arrangement to sing at the pub, the stallion will still need a job to help finance himself so he wouldn’t be a mooch off his mother.

“Tenor!” the stallion heard the familiar voice of his friend Twilight, who came galloping towards him.

“Hello Twilight, what are you up to this early in the morning.” The stallion asked as he meet his friend half way.

“I was actually on my way to Sugarcube Corner to get something, wanna come with me?”

“Maybe later, I was actually on my way to Town Hall.” Tenor said to the smaller mare.

“Town Hall, why?” Twilight asked.

“I’m hoping that there be some flyers on the towns community board, listing jobs that I could try and get.”

“OH! Well then good luck Tenor, oh actually!” Twilight said as an idea came to her. “Remember the Silver Bit pub that you sang at?”

“Yeah, and I remember how good that tofu steak was. Mhhh~” Tenor hummed as he licked his lips, while Twilight giggled.

“Well if you’re looking for work, I know a few of their staff had to quite due to personal reasons, so the owner is actually looking for new staff. And she might hire you to be the pubs live singer.” Twilight mused while her friend tapped a chin with a hoof.

“That sounds like a promising prospect. Maybe I should head to the pub, thanks Twilight.”

The mare gave her friend a quick nuzzle before running to get her treats, while Tenor waves to her goodbye. Changing his course, the stallion now makes his way to the pub.

~~~~~

The Silver Bit was never really busy in the morning hours, after all ponies are hard at work during the day, getting their shops and stalls ready, or just getting a leg up on chores and errands they need to get done. There will be a few ponies that come in during the day for a meal, or a drink, but those were mostly in the minority of ponies, as hardly any pony in Ponyville is a heavy drinker. The owner of the pub is a brown pegasus mare named Copper Flask, and despite her name and being a good brewer, she’s not much of a drinker herself. But she does love to see ponies enjoy the ales, spirits, brandy, and other non-alcoholic drinks she cooks up, same goes for the food that she and her cooks make.

“Copper!” a skinny blue unicorn stallion came rushing into Copper’s office, where she’s going over the bills and payments of building, supplies, and some other stuff.

“Yes Blueball, what is it?”

“Our delivery from Manehatten finally showed up, and the pegasi delivering it are waiting for you.”

“Finally!” Copper said as she pushed herself out of her chair. “We were low on supplies yesterday, so it’s good they finally showed up!”

Copper then made her way to the back of the pub and exited the building via the back door, where three large transport carts and the team of pegasi that hauled them. Copper and the delivery teams leader then started to talk, and go over the inventory of what the pegasi brought, which thankfully everything that Copper need was there. which of course made the mare very happy. So after going over the delivery chart, and checking off every item, the remaining workers at the pub as well as the cart drivers, started to bring in the crates and boxes of ingredients to make drinks, kitchen supplies, and food to where their normally stashed. Once the last crate of ingredients was brought into the pub, and Copper signed the papers that the delivery was made, she and her staff went back inside while the pegasi deliveries flew off.

“Alright ponies let’s get these crates and boxes unpacked, and put the stuff inside where they need to be.”

“Yes ma’am!” the ponies of her staff said as they began their task.

“Hey Copper.” The pegasus turned to look at one of her cooks, a tall lanky unicorn mare with a frizzy red mane. “That singer stallion is here, and he wants to talk to you!”

“Singer stallion?” Copper echoed as she gives the cook a confused look.

“Yeah remember, that white unicorn that sang all those songs for pub, and raked in huge tips.” It took another moment for the mild-age mare to remember, but once she did remember about the stallion, her eyes nearly popped out of her head.

The pegasus then made her way to the front of the pub, and found the young stallion just standing by the door, the light peering through the windows causing his pure white coat and jet black mane to glisten. She maybe getting on in her years, but even Copper couldn’t help but feel like giddy mare when she saw the well-built stallion.

“Tenor.” Copper said as she trotted to the stallion. “Good to see you again love.”

“Nice to see you again Miss. Copper. I’m not interrupting anything am I?”

“Not at all hun.” The mare said as she reached the stallion. “So, what brings you here?”

“Actually I heard that your looking for a new staff members.” The mare gave a sigh as a wing rubbed her face.

“Yes, a lot of my staff had to move back to their hometowns due to personal, or family reasons.” Copper explained before looking back at the stallion. “Is that why you’re here? You looking for a job?”

“Yeah. I was able to resign from the guard, and now I’m looking for a new line of work.”

“I see.” Copper mused. “And so you came here to see if I’ll hire you.”

The stallion nodded to the mare’s question. Copper than thought about it for a second, not she was more than willing to have a new pony work the floor, and help serve customers. But this stallion before was very talented in singing, and of course was part of the guard, honestly, offering a job at a pub seemed like a real down grade and a waste. But…

“Alright colt, I’ll give you a chance to work here, but here’s what’s what.” The mare said as she tapped her front right hoof a few times

“I’m more than willing to let you work here as a server, but you got a fantastic voice hun. And to not use I feel is a waste, so aside from working as a server, I would like you to be the pub’s live singer once a week. Does that sound agreeable?”

“Perfectly.” Tenor said.

“Alrighty then. So, same time tomorrow, stop on by the pub and we’ll go over what a server does, among other stuff ponies have to do.”

The stallion agreed to the terms of his employment, but before the stallion left, Copper and Tenor talked about pay, and how long Tenor would be willing to sing for a day. As well as establish what day Tenor would be willing to sing on. Once the discussions of Tenor’s employment, the stallion bid his new boss farewell, and she to him as she watched the colt leave the pub.

~~~~~

Tenor was feeling pretty happy that he was able to find work so fast. In fact, he thought he would spend most of the day just hopping from shop, to store, and stall looking to see who was hiring after checking the community board. But now that he has more free time, Tenor was able to enjoy his day a bit more.

“But what should I do for the rest of the day?” Tenor contemplated as he wondered around aimlessly. “I suppose getting something to snack on wouldn’t be too bad.”

“Tenor darling!” the stallion turned to look behind himself, and found Rarity trotting up to him, a few bags held in her magical aura.

“Oh, hello Rarity. What are you up to today?” the stallion asked as he turned to face the mare.

“I was out gathering some supplies I needed for work, as well as some personal affects.” The mare said as she was now a foot from the stallion. “But now I’m off to get something to eat, care to join me?” Tenor gives his new female friend a small chuckle, which caused Rarity to look a little confused.

“I was actually debating on what to get to eat myself.”

“Well I must say I arrived just in the nick of time.” Rarity remarked as she rounded around the stallion. “How does something from Sugarcube Corner sound?”

“I’m alright getting something sweet.”

The pair then made their way to the sugary destination, while making idle conversation as they walked. Most of which, Rarity wanted to know how Tenor and his mother were doing, after having a not so good visit from his father, which Rarity was appalled to even see happen. And while Tenor was still upset that his father showed so much disrespect to not only him, but to his mother as well. However the stallion assured Rarity that the both of them are fine now. Actually, Tenor explained that when he came back to Ponyville the day before, and told his mom that he would like stay with her, she practically broke into tears as she was no longer alone and be able be with her son, who she was forced to separate from.

“It’s good to hear that your mother is happy about you moving in with her.” Rarity said to the stallion.

“I’m just happy that I can actually be with her, and catch up on all the time I was separated from her.” Tenor said as they pair closed in onto their destination.

“If I may ask, what happened to your father?” Rarity asked before the ponies entered the confectionary.

“From what Princess Celestia has told me before I moved to Ponyville, my father will be stripped of all rights and presence of even being a guard. Also he will have to pay a large sum of bits to mom. Not to mention he’s forbid to even come within one-hundred and fifty feet of the both of us.”

“How many bits does he have to pay, if I may ask?” Rarity questioned the stallion.

“I’m not sure.” Tenor said as he thought back to this morning. “Mom did get a message with a royal seal on it this morning, but I didn’t stick around to learn what it said as I was out to look for work.”

“Oh you were looking for work?” Rarity asked, to which Tenor nodded.

“Yep. And luckily I was able to find a new job, and its at the pub I sung at.”

“Really? Does that make you a bar hoof?” Tenor nodded.

“Pretty much, but on every Saturday, I’ll be a simple live singer for the pub.”

“REALLY?!” Rarity asked excitedly, which actually shocked Tenor, as he wasn’t expecting such a collective to have an, outburst.

“Uh….yes?” Tenor said.

“So we’ll be able to hear you sing every Saturday?”

Tenor gave another affirmed nod, which made Rarity even more giddy. Actually as the mare quickly trotted in place, Tenor really had to hold back a hearty chuckle, as the sight of this mare acting like an excitable filly was to, adorable! The mare eventually ceased her little outburst, once she realized she was actually doing it, and tried to recompose herself. And once she had, both unicorns entered the building, ready to snack on some tasty, sweet treats. Not only to fill their bellies, but to also celebrate Tenor’s new life in Ponyville…a life that HE can determine what to do with.

Chapter 9: the Finale

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