The Shy One

I went down the main street to see that most of the town wasempty. I must have been in the town hall for quite some time. I had no idea where Fluttershy lived, so I would have to find some pony that might know her.

“Sugar Cube Corner, I thought to myself; she mentioned they were looking for help; they might know her.”

I passed many fascinating buildings on my way down the street. A few that caught my eye were a boutique with beautiful clothes in the windows, a small coffee shop that looked warm and inviting, and a vast library that looked like a tree house.

I finally made my way down to what I only assumed was Sugar Cube Corner. It looked inviting, with plenty of sweets and treats in the windows. I opened the door to be greeted imminently by an energetic pink pony.

"Well, hello there, I’m Pinkie Pie! Welcome to Sugar Cube Corner!”

“Hi there, I'm Blue Bolt, new to town, hoping to find some work. Fluttershy mentioned you were looking for help?

"Oh, of course! We're always looking for some lending hooves!"

“That's great; I was hoping to start soon if that's okay with you.”

"Sure, Blue Bolt! You can stop by tomorrow, and I'll give you a small crash course on what you need to know! I would do it now, but it's getting a little late, as you can see!”

“Oh, that sounds fantastic! There was one more thing, though. Fluttershy mentioned she had a place for me to stay, but she left before I got to ask about it. Do you know where she lives?"

"Wait just a minute, let me get this straight: Fluttershy was inviting YOU to HER place!?”

“Um, yes?” I nervously say.

“That's super rare for Fluttershy! She never invites ponies over, not even me, and it's only for rare occasions.”

“Why would that be?” I asked curiously.

“She tends to keep to herself and has a private life in her cottage.”

“Her cottage?” I asked.

“Oh yes! Her cottage is wonderful; it's just a little outside town. You'll see a trail for it over by Sweet Apple Acres!”

“Thanks, Pinkie; I appreciate the help.”

“No problem! And I almost forgot, here's a little cupcake for the road!” “Wow, that's very kind of you; thank you again.” With the cupcake in my hoof, I headed to Sweet Apple Acers.