Chapter 2 : ADVENTURE!

"D-Daring Do?" Black was dumbstruck. "But you're that archaeologist, right?"

She shrugged, "So?"

Black shook his head. "You were in the paper almost every day! I read about all of your adventures!" At this point, Black was just giving in to his fanboy instincts.

She rolled her eyes. "Come on, we're both headed to Canterlot, right? Let's go." She started walking away, and Black simply stared at the ground with a poker face that would leave Lady Gaga in tears.

"Dammit Black!" He jumped to his hooves and ran her way, looking so see if the muggers were there. He was answered by an eerie silence. They traveled for hours, and though Black's legs were burning, he was determined to keep up with his hero.

"Hey, Black, are you tired yet?" Daring Do looked at him with inquisitive eyes.

Black used most of his strength to keep himself upright. "No- *pant* -I'm- *pant* *pant* -fine!"

She smiled. "No you're not! I can see as plain as day that you're less tired than anything dead. Besides, It's almost sundown. Did you bring a tent?"

Black rummaged through his bag, but came up empty. "Horseapples! I forgot my tent!"

She placed her tent on the ground. "We could always share mine."

Black blushed. "N-No, that's okay, I can just sleep outside."

Daring Do looked as if she was about to burst out laughing. "What, are you afraid of sharing a tent with a mare?"

Black took a deep breath. "Gee, what do you think? You're an archaeologist, right? Figure it out."

She pressed on. "What, you afraid of me becoming your marefriend?"

He was becoming irritated. "No- I mean yes... but not in that way!"

She leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Mare. Friend."

The words struck his mortality like knives. Someday... Black thought, Someday... I'm going to say that. He quickly calmed down, knowing she was pestering him for amusement.

"How do you irritate ponies so well?"

She started setting up her tent. "Call it a second talent." Black rolled his eyes and helped her set up the tent.

A few more hours had passed, and Daring Do was sitting by the campfire. Black was looking at the stars, about 25 meters away from the campsite. Orion is showing brightly tonight. He thought. His gaze drifted back to the campsite. Daring Do was cooking smores' for herself. You know what? I got a really stupid idea. Black threw on the most perverted grin he could think of. She looked up briefly to check on Black, but almost instantly went back as soon as she realized how he was staring at her. "How is the cooking going?"

Daring Do fumbled with the stick, nearly burning the marshmallow. "F-Fine! Just fine!" She stammered as she regained control, this was followed by a blush.

Black laughed. "You know, you teach well." Black continued staring in the same pedophilc fashion, except he started making slurping noises with his mouth. Daring Do's eyes grew wide and her mouth dropped to the ground when Black casually entered the tent and zipped it closed. An audible shriek could be heard outside. He smiled, and went straight to sleep.

Weeks passed, and they had almost made their way to Canterlot. "You're ridiculous." Daring Do had put a disappointing look on her face.

"And what did I do this time?" Black said as they were walking.

Daring Do stopped him. "You just had to fight that bear, even though there was a path around it, and it was CLEARLY possible to pass it without aggravating it."

Black sheepishly grinned. "You have to admit... I did kick it's flank."

Daring Do scowled at him. "That's not the point! You could have gotten us killed!" Her rant of Black's recklessness was cut off by the distant beating of wings. They turned to face a few peagasi holding a carriage.

"You two! On board!" One of them spoke. He looked far too old to be an escort, "We need to get you to the school immediately!"

Black climbed up into the carriage with an eyebrow raised. "Care to explain the hurry?"

The younger pegasus spoke. "That's not the point! You are prime assassination targets! You could get us killed!"

Black frowned. "Is it always this easy to allegedly get ponies killed?"

Daring Do and the younger pegasus yelled at him. "YES!"

The older pegasus spoke again. "Both of you, quiet. We are ready for transport."

"Transport? That's a new word for me."

"Black."

"Yes?"

"Shut up."