[Displaced] A Forced Hero Rewrite

Jeff continues to walk through Canterlot, taking his time to gaze at the marvel of the city. From what the hylian can see, Canterlot looked to be quite an expensive place to live. So many of the unicorns wore fancy suits and beautiful dresses, although despite the amazement of what they had, this hylian didn’t like what they were saying.

“A true insult to Canterlot’s name, they must be letting just about any creature into what was once pure.”

“What in the Sacred Realms is their problem?” Jeff mentally thinks as he tries his best to ignore their mumbling. Some of the unicorns sounded scared, some sounded upset, and other sounded disgusted by Jeff’s appearance. Quickening his pace, he takes a turn around another street. After walking a bit, Jeff comes across something odd; a pegasus who is using a shovel too long for them to use, and on close inspection Jeff recognizes the shovel to be a much more detailed version of the shovel from a link to the past. “..I wonder where the pegasus got this.” Jeff thought to himself.

The pegasus is old and in grey green colored fur; her mane unleveled as she struggles with the shovel to move the snow out of her house’s surrounding driveway. She pauses as she notices the hylian. “Hey excuse me youngin, could you help an old mare out?” She said as she pulls the shovel out, almost stumbling.

“Oh! Uh, sure.” Jeff said with a smile as he stepped through the fence gate. The hylian takes the shovel from this struggling mare.

“Much appreciate kind stallion, my name is Whirling Noise but I don’t make as much noise as I used to.” The old pegasus started laughing at her own jokes. “Just start from my door to the end of my mailbox. My back ain’t what it used to be.” Whirling Noise said as she sat down on the bottom step.

Nodding his head, Jeff begins to slowly shovel the snow, starting from the beginning, gently shovel and push the snow off to the side.

“Does anybody live with you?” Jeff asked.

Whirling Noise smiled. “I’ve got a family member taking care of me, my son Loudmouth, he’s a great and patient stallion who always hears ponies out.”

A moment of silence passed before Whirling Noise spoke again. “So where are you from youngin? You’re taller than anypony I’ve ever seen before.”

Jeff scratched the top of his head as he shoveled away at the snow. “I’m from somewhere really far away, Miss Noise.”

“So then you’re a traveler? And you can call me Whirling youngin, calling me Miss makes me feel old.” The mare slightly began shivering which didn’t go unnoticed by Jeff.

“Of sorts, not really though.” Tossing some snow to the side, Jeff smiles as he looks up at the mare. “Why don’t you stay inside and I’ll let you know when I’m finished with the snow.”

“Aw you’re a real gentlecolt. I’ll be back in an hour to check up on you.” Whirling Noise waved at Jeff and retreated to the warmth of her home. With no further distractions Jeff begun to work tirelessly on the drive way and around the carriage. By the time he was done a mere thirty minutes has passed. Realizing that he was done earlier than expected, Jeff knocked on Whirling’s door.

The old mare opened the door, blasting Jeff with heat. “Thank you sweetheart, here’s a little something for your troubles, and you can keep the shovel.” Whirling Noise said as she hoofed Jeff a red rupee she was carrying around

“W-wait, a red rupee, and you’re giving me the shovel?” Jeff asked in surprise.

“You did so much for me, youngin. All the snow is gone from my property and then some, all of it was faster than I expected too. You’re a real blessing to help an old lady like me out.” The Elderly Pegasus said.

“Thanks.” Jeff said gratefully as he put away the red rupee. Considering he’s starting to get a good sum of rupees, he’s in the mood to buy a little something, with the main question being what.

Jeff wandered around the streets, soon coming across what looks to be a shopping district. From what the hylian can spot as he passes each store, they ranged from expensive coats, to savory fancy foods, to what looked to be toys and knick·knacks for pony kind. Jeff pauses in mid-step as he gazes through the window, spotting a very familiar looking red serpent. The hylians eyes went wide as he recognizes a young whelp that had a striking similarity to Volvagia

The little whelp is covered in scaly red hide, especially those curved horns, albeit smaller and more delicate. No wings on its back nor a stone mask like its adult counterpart; its head having a small red orange hair on its head. Jeff’s mind wanders off as he thinks about his past, soon remembering an old manga he read as a kid, causing him to deeply frown in worry and concern as he remembers in one part of the ocarina of time comic when Volvagia had to be slain by Link due to Ganondorf’s corruption over the dragon.

“I'm not gonna let that happen.” Jeff whispers to himself as he looks over at the price on the window, showing it to be seventy rupees. The hylian’s voice draws the curiosity of the young Volvagia. “Wait for me just a little longer, little guy.” he said as he places his hand onto the glass window, causing the whelp to do the same as it places its hand in polar opposite.

“Hey! this ain’t no window shopping, either buy it or get out!” A young brown color with his black hair combed slicked out said, screaming from the shop’s entrance, wearing what looked to be a tie. On his flank were three money bags. “..You heard me, stupid scrawny minotaur!” the pony said.

Jeff ignored the pony as he walked off. “..Pompous little Korok Seed..” The hylian mumbled.

A pony walked up behind Jeff, putting a hoof on his shoulder. “Hello there sir…” A stallion’s raspy voice greeted.

Jeff looked over his shoulder, then breathed in relief it wasn’t the brown stallion from before. “Yes?” the hylian said as he kneeled down to his eye-level.

Before Jeff was a cherry red earth pony stallion, his mane and tail were a very static color of magenta. His Cutie Mark was an explosion of springs, bags, lighting, letters, and even wooden planks. Funnily enough he was also holding some wooden planks as well.

“Sorry to bother you like this sir.” His parched voice wasn’t necessarily unpleasant to hear yet it wasn’t nice either. “I need your help with some of my jobs. I sprained my ankle and my bosses all collectively agreed that if I could finish my tasks then I can have the rest of this week off to heal.” His words sounded as though it was scuttling in between every sentence. “I need these jobs sir. It’s hard being an earth pony in Canterlot, you know what I mean, right?”

“Did you get out of bed purely from desperation?” Jeff inspected the poor stallion’s condition with a frown.

The injured stallion slowly scrunched up his muzzle, making the bags in his eyes that much more noticeable. “W-well, yeah. If I didn’t I’d be fired from at least half of my jobs. And ever since I’ve been trying to find somepony to lend a helping hoof, but no dice.”

Jeff glances at the sky to judge the time of day, giving a nod to himself as he looks down at the stallion. “Yea, I’ve got time, I just need you to tell me what I’ll be doing and what times they need to be done.” Jeff said.

Immediately putting both his hooves together holding the planks of wood in his hooves, this once hopeless stallion, now finds himself a beacon full of hope. “Oh thank Celestia, today I’m supposed to be delivering some wood planks to the local construction sight that’s building the newest spa in Canterlot, then I need to deliver some mail to a couple of houses, after that you’ve got to wash dishes in a hayburger, just tell the manager that you’re filling in for Spontaneous, t-that’s my name by the way.”

Jeff blinks a few times at Spontaneous’s words. “Canterlot must be more expensive to live in than I thought.” Jeff mentally thought to himself. “Alright, shouldn’t be too much of an issue, Spontaneous.”

Spontaneous begun rummaging through both sides of his saddle bag trying to search for something, as he did he gave Jeff one good stare, asking him. “S-so what’s your name stranger?”

“Jeff.” The hylian simplistically answered

Spontaneous gave Jeff a funny stare but decided against questioning further and instead pulled out a map of canterlot with a bunch of addresses marked and a bundle of mail, hoofing it to his new helper and gave him a bunch of wood planks, the very same he was holding. “Um… Okay Jeff well here’s a map of Canterlot with markings of every job that I have. Just follow the red, green, and blue dots.”

“And where are we on the map?” Jeff actively scanned the map because he was still new to this place.

The earth pony lifted a hoof and pointed at a store on it. “We’re here in front of ‘Filthy Rich’s Emporium of Trading Goods’ so you aren’t too far from any of my jobs just follow these streets right here which is where we’ll be meeting back up here once you’re done. I’ll be waiting here at 4:30 pm.” He then traced three lines from where they were right now and to the three places where Jeff needs to go.

“...The guy that told me off is this Filthy Rich fellow?” Jeff asked with a frown.

Spontaneous shrugged his shoulders. “He’s still relatively young for his age and hot headed. But he can be forgiving too.”

“Well, as long as he doesn’t give me any lip later on.” Jeff said as he goes to study the map and the three spots he needs to visit, making a mental note on, spa, mailboxes, and washing dishes at the hayburger. The hylian had to keep himself from gagging due to his mind imagining a burger as hay yet he still made a promise to a burden stallion and he’d do it well.

Jeff walked around Canterlot for some time, finally coming to the front of a relatively small construction zone that had a few on sight workers. He readjusted his grip on the wooden boards he had and looked around, confused on what he should actually do. That is until one worker gives him the side eye and walks up to Jeff.

“Are you here to give us the supplies we requested? A mister Spontaneous?” A pegasus mare questioned. Contrary to Spontaneous' voice her’s was quite light and gentle. “I thought you were supposed to be a gosh darn earth pony. But hey they don’t pay me enough to care, long as my crew gets what we need.” She honestly said. “And don’t worry if you’re covering for that poor sucker, we’ll make sure to tell his boss that Spontaneous was here instead.”

“I’m actually filling in for him, he came and asked me to help out as he sprained his ankle earlier.” Jeff explains to the worker.

“Good, just give it ‘ere.” The pegasus moved over in front of Jeff and took the planks from his hands, digging into their saddlebags and pulling out two blue rupee and three green rupees. She hoofed them to Jeff and turned back around to carry the wood on her back over to her fellow co-workers who looked relieved to finally be receiving the supplies their company ordered.

Jeff gave the workers a two-finger salute as pocketed the money he got and went about his business to do what else needed to be done today.

“Time to get started on today’s tasks. Who knew I’d be an errand boy today.” He said to himself in amusement as he remembered the bundle of mail Spontaneous gave him and looked back on his map, seeing the marked addresses for what he presumed was for the mail. And then he ran.

The Hylian wasn’t expecting mail delivery to be something on the agenda today as he jogged at a reasonable pace throughout Canterlot. Repeatedly checking between mail, address, and names for ponies to make sure he had the right houses. This process repeated for far too long, as some may have guessed but it felt rewarding to help someone out. Every so often he’d see a different part of Canterlot that he’d never seen before. The sights, the ponies, no matter how good or rude they were, was another thing entirely, and then there was the feeling.

“It’s a difficult thing to describe.” Jeff thought to himself. “A constant warmth or even a tingle surrounds me, like it’s magic or something.” Jeff knew what magic felt like though. And this was somehow a little different.

And as Jeff pondered to himself he ended up remembering one crucial detail as he put the last slip of mail he had into a pony’s mailbox. “Spontaneous forgot to tell me when to clock in for him at his job.”

Such a crucial detail left unanswered that only left Jeff with one option. “Now I have to potentially clock in early.” Jeff let out a sigh. Seeing that his arduous errand run has yet to be completed.

There was no words to describe what transpired throughout the past three and a half hours. “It was all going so well.” Jeff had thought. When the hylian arrived at the fast food location he was treated with indifference from Spontaneous’s manager and told to get to work. While some of coworkers didn’t entirely agree with Jeff’s presence, who were they to complain. As long as he didn’t interrupt them they were fine. So he stayed to washing dishes as he was told to do.

That changed when three ponies walked in. And through the back, Jeff could still recognize them. Silver Bullet, Smooth Edge, and Knowing Matter. Although he only saw that stallion a few times in passing he was still recognizable.

He could hear the conversation go down. The pony working the register had that same uninterested expression as always.

“Welcome to Hayburger, how may I take your order?”

Smooth Edge had a hoof up to her chin from what Jeff could see. He momentarily stopped washing dishes to watch the interaction through the door’s window. “Um, yeah lemme get a uhhhhhhhhhhh.” She trailed off, indecisively.

“Ma’am please don’t do this, you’ve done this literally every other week and it’s a miracle you’re not banned from this location.” The cashier blatantly stated.

“This is exactly why I don’t go out with you both together. The only way it’s bearable is through separate outings.” Knowing Matter facehoofed, seeing where this debacle was going from a mile away.

“Smooth, just pick something already, I don’t got all day!" Silver yelled.

“Hold onnnnn. I just wanna get a…. A number twelve, wait no I want a….” For the second time today she was completely indecisive.

“Does this happen often then?” Jeff thought to himself.

“Ma’am if you can’t choose then I’m going to have to ask that you step aside to let other ponies order.” The cashier said.

Smooth hummed to herself in a childish manner. "Hold on Bonded I’m still choosing, jeez!”

Knowing Matter blankly stared at Smooth until he decided to speed the process along. “She’ll be having a hayburger and a side of hayfries.”

“Nuh-uh, stop trying to pick for me Knowing, jerk. I’ll pick when I want to choose.”

Silver Bullet couldn’t believe “Oh so you do, try this on purpose. Alright we’re sorry sir, we’ll be leaving.” Silver Bullet grabbed Smooth Edge by one hoof by wrapping his around hers and tried his best to pull her out.

“And you still try and have bedbugs inside your bed.” She began to yank back with a tremendous amount of force, flinging Silver Bullet throughout the air and landing him into the cashier’s side with a comedic crash.

“What in the Din’s flame is going on with these ponies? Should I step in-” A reaction of other ponies panicking, shouting, and fleeing is heard as Knowing Matter attempts to calm them down, to no avail.

Jeff watches him kick the side of a chair, intensely frowning. “Celestial great damage from above Smooth Edge! Witness what you have started because you shall be finishing it. Please allow us to have the dignity of leaving without you!” Knowing Matter stood on his hind legs and peered over the counter, seeing two stunned stallions.

Smooth Edge exaggeratedly gasps and peers over the counter along with Knowing Matter until she’s leaning on it. “Leave without moi? I’m the fire of the group. If you ever left without me you might as well take away your souls and use a copy spell to mirror yourselves.”

“..Is this how a solar guard is supposed to act off duty?” Jeff mentally thought to himself with a shake of his head.

“Did your parents ever discipline you? Because I’m going to do so right now if you ruin this break that Princess Celestia bestowed upon us. One that, may I remind you, Silver Bullet begged for you to save for this day so we could all go out together?”

Smooth Edge watches the two stallions behind the cash register shake themselves out of their daze as she herself pipes up. “Who needs discipline when you’ve got talent like me? And hey, watch it bub. You aren’t gonna lay a hoof on me.”

“If you had the guts then I would do something but that’s neither here nor there.” Knowing Matter quietly said. While Jeff didn’t hear what Knowing Matter whispered at the time, all he did know was the after result. Which was of Smooth Edge tackling Knowing Matter to the ground, forcing a brawl between the two.

“Does this Restaurant really not have any security? Back in my world you’d get kicked out for this kind of behavior..” Jeff mentally thought to himself as he focused on cleaning the last of the dishes. He probably wasn’t getting paid enough.

And that’s how the manager then paid Jeff two yellow rupees and four green ones all so that he wouldn’t be inconvenienced by what had happened. In that restaurant. It was around 4:20 pm, (hehe 420), last Jeff had asked someone else for the time which was naught but two minutes ago. So he walked back to where Spontaneous said that they would meet, finding him there, ten minutes early. In front of Filthy Rich’s Emporium of Trading Goods, his tail was nervously swishing back and forth while silently jittering, giving himself weird stares all around.

It wasn’t until Jeff came into his view did he begin to calm down. “Thank Celestia you’re back Jeff. I hope you did not get too overwhelmed with what happened. I really wasn’t thinking straight when I put all of that work on you.” Spontaneous goes up to Jeff, with a small frown, while reaching into his saddle bag and pulling out three blue rupees to give to Jeff. “Here’s your cut. B-but I still kinda, sorta, need half of the money you got.” He nervously says.

“It’s fine, even if it was extremely challenging at times I still did it. Here you are Spontaneous.” Jeff proceeded to take out one blue rupee, and two green rupees to hand over to Spontaneous who cautiously took them out of his hand. After thanks and goodbyes were made, Jeff let out a sigh of relief as he counted his remaining share, leaving him with one yellow rupee, four greens, one blue, and one red rupee in total.

Jeff wiggled his wallet which had a small jingling noise made inside of it from the Rupees clinging against each other.

“I’m coming for you little guy.” With some renewed vigor Jeff had put his eyes up to gaze at the reptilian whelp who was asleep through the window of Filthy Rich’s store. He walked up to the less than pleasant store owner’s door and pushed it wide open, causing the store’s bell to chime to his arrival.

A small jingle is heard as the bell installed at the corner of the door plays, alerting a brown stallion to the newcomer.

Filthy Rich smiles and closes his eyes, giving a comfortable atmosphere. “Welcome to Filthy Rich’s Emporium of Trading Goods where we get you exactly what you need-” The rich stallion actually opens his eyes and realizes who actually came through. “Oh it’s you again. What do you want commoner, there will be real customers to get to.”

Jeff holds up his wallet bag, giving it a shake to signal the pleasant music of rupees, quickly changing the stallion’s attitude.

While this does capture Filthy’s attention he still remains up tight. “And just how many rupees are inside there. I could only imagine that it’s a filly’s worth at best. Probably scrounged together looking for scraps.”

“Eighty one rupees to be exact, I’m just here for the dragon you had in your display cage.” Jeff said, and at the mention of said dragon, a small draconic head poked out from inside the display cage.

“You want no name? Normally I’d charge you double of what it’s worth however in choosing the smartest decision I shall allow you the luxury to purchase one of my goods. It is not worth the trouble and nopony has been willing to take it off my hooves all these years besides those wretched ponies who wish to only teach it to battle.”

Filthy Rich reaches underneath the counter and pulls out a circle of keys, flipping through them all until he finds a key with an oblique shaped head and detaches it. He holds it in his hooves and stares at Jeff. “That will be seventy rupees exactly, and this key is all yours.”

Jeff digs around inside of his bag of rupees, slamming down seventy rupees triumphantly and taking the key from Filthy Rich.

“Pleasure doing business with you even if it isn’t.” Filthy Rich takes the Rupees and began to assort them, no longer paying Jeff any mind.

Jeff immediately got to Volvagia’s cage and used the key he bought to finally unlock it. And as he did Volvgaia leaped out and held onto Jeff’s shoulder, struggling to get up as their tail furiously wagged.

“Hello to you too, little guy.” Jeff said with a chuckle as he pushed the serpent onto his shoulder.

The little scamp had tons of pent up energy built up inside it as it let out a few short bursts of noise while staring outside. Probably trying to signal Jeff that he should go outside so this dragon could get a breath of fresh air. So that’s what he did. Opening the door and letting himself out, Jeff took a huge breath of relief.

“That’s definitely enough adventure for one week-” As our Hylian was about to finish he heard the sweet melody of music playing. Following the music, Jeff finds it was coming from the nearby Park.

“That could probably wait until tomorrow.” Jeff tried to turn in the opposite direction the music was coming from yet he could feel a small tug on his shoulder from his newest companion, Volvagia let out a cute whine as she kept pointing with her small talon in the direction of the park.

“...You want to go play?” Jeff asked, earning a vigorous head nod from her followed by excited squeaks. “I guess one more stop wouldn’t hurt. Okay, first things first, I’m naming you after someone very special, Volvagia. Do you like it?” The small dragon on Jeff’s shoulder expressed a thoughtful look on her scaly face until it vigorously expressed its gratitude with a few high-pitched chirps.

“I’m glad you like the name Volvagia.” Jeff grinned and pet Volvagia gently who welcomed his embrace. “Off to the source of music, little one, our last stop for the day.” They both effortlessly traveled to the source of the noise. Jeff walked the entire time to get to know Volvagia’s personality. After all this is his first time ever seeing a dragon so close and personal, especially one that resembles such familiarity to a dragon who already existed in a story within his home planet.

While Jeff spoke to Volvagia about how he felt for this new day. It left with him a sensation of relief and found it to be therapeutic, even more so as it reminded him of his Cats back home. Jeff wondered to himself in hopes that they’re doing alright. At some point during their walk they came across a small mint green colored unicorn who was plucking at the strings of a lyre with their hooves, sitting on a park bench along with a bigger grass green colored mare from what Jeff could tell based on her muzzle’s shape. The smaller pony had a seafoam green mane and small white streak of white in her hair. Her Cutiemark was that of a golden colored lyre.

Walking closer to the two of them, Jeff noticed that the older mare had an emerald colored mane with a slightly larger streak of yellow going through it in a zigzag pattern. She was a pegasus who had golden yellow eyes and a Cutiemark of a bronze colored harp. She was steadily cheering the child beside her.

“That was amazing Lyra, your practice has really been paying off. I’m sure that with skills like these, you’ll definitely be able to get into Princess Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns in no time!” The Pegasus enthusiastically said.

The small unicorn who Jeff at that point identified as a female had sported a large grin as if she was coming downstairs to find Christmas presents. “You really think so mom? Oh I really do hope to get into their band.”

Jeff softly clapped for the small unicorn. “I think it sounded swell.” he complimented.

Both ponies turned around to search for the source of noise. They laid their eyes upon a tall, bipedal creature who had a dragon on their shoulder. This caused the green pegasus to nod up and down, albeit cautiously.

“And who might you be, wait actually don’t tell me, you are that one pony that my little daughter keeps talking about. You know she’s heard about you from one of her little friends that just returned back to school from the hospital. I know my little heartstring wouldn’t make any friends with ponies that are fibbers or worse yet untrustworthy.”

“Was she by chance with Tempest Shadow in the Everfree Forest?” Jeff asked curiously as Volvagia climbed to the top of his head.

The pony performed an exaggerated gasp until she smiled. “Oh Faust’s Garden up above no, I would never let my Lyra into a place that dangerous, she knows better than to do something like that. What exactly is your name anyways? Mines is Melody.”

“Jeff, and this little whelp here is Volvagia.” Jeff said as he gestures to the red serpent on his head, who let out a greeting of her own.

The small filly seemed to be infatuated with the thought of the equally adorable dragon being held by her. And so, Lyra put her lyre to the side and looked at her mother with the biggest puppy dog eyes she could muster and begged. “Ooooh, mom, he has a little dragon on him. Can I hold it, plweaseeeeee!”

Melody looked at her child and decided to hold her ground the best she could. “I don’t know sweetheart, that’s up to Mr. Jeff to see whether or not you can, after all it is his dragon.”

“Uh…” Jeff began as he looked up at Volvavia, who also looked back down with those emerald eyes. “Alright, but be gentle and try not to scare him..” the Hylian said as he reached up to pick Volvagia off of his head; her size almost like a small iguana. He carefully put Volvagia into Lyra’s hooves.

A spark of light was set off inside of this special unicorn. Lyra began to pet the drake with all of her might. Not allowing even a second for the small reptile to be free from her assault.

Melody tapped her daughter on the back to get her attention. “Um, that’s enough sweety.”

“Y-yea, that’ll be enough.” Jeff said worriedly as he notices Volvagia getting a little annoyed, especially the sparks in her little maw.

Lyra’s mother quickly separated Lyra from the now extremely irritated dragon and hooved her back to Jeff with an extremely apologetic appearance. “I’m so, so, sorry for that, my daughter’s a little hyperactive when it comes to things she enjoys, like her lyre.”

“Am not…” The filly quietly huffed and crossed her forelegs.

Volvagia let out a number of gibberish squeaks and snaps; causing little flames to spit out as she quickly got back to her favorite spot on Jeff’s head.

“Its quite alright, I recently bought her from Filthy Rich’s Emporium of Trading Goods, she was so relieved to get out of that place.” Jeff explains the best he could as he doesn't know Volvagia’s backstory. The hylian makes a mental note to himself to try out his Howling Stone Charm later on to see if it can allow him to understand in wolf form.

Melody didn’t quite seem pleased after hearing that. “That fellow huh. He had always sold top quality items but he isn’t the type of pony you’d want to make friends with. His store is where we got Lyra’s lyre from though.”

“I got the gist of how he is with his attitude toward me.” Jeff said with a shake of his head.

Lyra gave her mother a grumpy look, pulling out her Lyre and pointing to it. “Mommy can I go back to practicing now?”

“Sure thing Lyra, so what song are you going to play next?” Melody asked the filly.

Lyra put a hoof to her chin in thought. “I’m not sure… Hmmmmm.”

“If I may?” Jeff said as he reached into his pouches, soon taking out his ocarina of time.

“What are you doing- oh my gosh is that an ocarina?” Lyra’s confusion soon dispels into intrigue. “I’ve been looking all over for anypony who’s played on a legitimate, hoof-crafted, wooden ocarina so I could hear them play.”

Meloddy sighs and nods, remembering all those weeks spent searching for a pony with such specific requirements. “It’s true, my little Lyra has been dying for somepony to play an ocarina like that for her.”

"This is more clay than wooden though.” Jeff pointed out as he gave it a gentle tap.

A loud resounding ‘Aww’ comes from the disappointed child.

“Could you still play something for me then, it’ll make me feel a lot less disappointed.” Lyra asked the hylian.

“With pleasure.” Jeff thought for a moment before he got ready to blow on the Ocarina and stopped. “Actually I’ll do you one better, repeat each note after me.” Jeff thought of a wonderful song he had immense familiarity with. ‘Great Fairy Mountain,’ a background theme from Legend of Zelda.

He slowly stood there with the child being as patient as he could be, Volvagia was bobbing her head up and down in rhythm with the beat as it slowly picked up, until eventually Lyra was playing the full song ever so beautifully.

“I did it mom! I played the full thing!” Lyra proudly exclaimed as she got out of seat and proudly trotted in circles around Melody and Jeff. It was around late evening when they finally perfected the song for Lyra.

Melody leaned down and stomped her hooves on the ground as an applause. “That's an excellent sweetheart. But we have to get going or I won't have time to make dinner.”

“Mmm, fine.” Lyra hugged Jeff’s leg while looking up at him. “Thank you so much Jeff, I’ll never forget this!”

“We both give our gratitude Jeff, I know you made my little filly very happy today.” Melody thanked as she grabbed a hold of Lyra’s hoof and walked them off in the opposite direction, leaving Volvagia and Jeff alone.

They both looked at each other, almost as if telepathically communicating. “Yeah, you’re right, it’s about time we head home. I hope nobody did anything crazy while we were gone.” If only they both knew.