MLP: Friendship is Forgiving Part 1

Spirit couldn't shake his negative thoughts, but at least he could see town hall was still open. Before he could enter, a pink pony jumped in front of him when he was only ten yards from the front door and took a deep breath of air.

“Oh my goodness are you new? You must be new! I haven't seen you before, so you are new, because I know everypony in Ponyville and I don't know you. Plus you're carrying bags, which don't look like normal bags you would take to the market, but not like luggage bags, but they seem to be carrying luggage, which means you just got here!”

Spirit could only imagine how many screws this mare must have lose, but managed to give an answer for her, “Ma'am. Yes, I'm—”

Her deep breath interrupted him, and he thought to himself: not again.

“If you're new, then you must have a welcome to Ponyville party. Everypony in Ponyville had a welcome to Ponyville party, including me. I'm the one that throws them, and I must say they're pretty awesome. It's not just me, even Rainbow Dash thinks they're awesome, and she's always awesome. In fact, I even made an awesome party for her meanie weenie friend Gilda, who totally ruined it, but it was still awesome because Rainbow Dash said so and—”

“Ma'am please take a breather and—”

“I know, I need to start planning the party now!”

Just as quickly as appeared she disappeared, running off somewhere to prepare for the party. Spirit thought who that strange pony was, but he remembered that he still needed to get his house keys before town hall closed. He continued where he left off before he was ambushed by that Pink Fury. He didn't realize, but that pony completely took his mind off his past.

Spirit arrived at town hall just as the mayor was locking up, “Mayor Mane I presume, I am—”

“Colonel Tough Spirit!” The Mayor cuts in, “T'is a pleasure, but I expected military personnel to be more... punctual.”

“I apologize Ma'am. The train was over 3 hours late. I rushed here as fast—”

“I understand! I guess military personnel also don't have much of a sense of humor either!” The mayor teased, “Now, don't worry about a thing. I'll get your keys right now, and please, just call me Mayor.”

“Thank you very much, Mayor.” He replied, a little confused.

“Oh, I almost forgot to mention a tidbit of bad news...”

Spirit looked at the Mayor and waited for her to continue. He could only think of Murphy’s Law: whatever can go wrong, will go wrong.

“The furniture that was supposed to be shipped here was somehow lost.”

Spirit was shocked, “How does a pony lose furniture!?”

“Well, I could think of one...”

Spirit was so puzzled, that he couldn't think of a response.

“Anyway, the important thing is though that you'll have your furniture by tomorrow evening.”

“What am I supposed to do tonight?”

“I'm sorry, but the inns are all filled—”

“That's alright, I'm a soldier. I'm used to these kind of scenarios. Heck, we used a helmet for our pillow. I'll manage.” Spirit knew where the Mayor was going and really, bed or no bed, he just wanted to go to his new home. It had been a long day for him.

“Oh, okay, but if you need anything else, please let me know, and welcome to Ponyville!”

“Thank you, but I'll be on my way.”

“You know where you're going?”

“Yes, directions were given to me before I left Canterlot. Goodbye Mayor.”

They both smiled and turned away, but Spirit's smile vanished as soon as he did and started walking to his new home. He could only think of the horrible the first few steps he had taken into Ponyville. First, he was attacked verbally by a pink pony, who failed to mention her name. He was sure if he ever needed to find her, that it wouldn't be hard at all. The Mayor was nice by lending out a helping hoof and tried to throw humor in, but Spirit wasn't in the mood. Then his furniture, most important of which a bed, managed to disappear in the mail. Spirit pondered on what pony could the Mayor could possibly think of that had the ability or inability to lose furniture. Besides, he wouldn't have felt any more rested with a bed than without one all thanks to his recurring nightmares. Maybe if he could find something to take his mind off it, then he could get a good night's rest. In an unknown town though, what could he possibly find?