The Over-Powered Adventures of Gray and Silver

Before they set off on their journey, Gray and Silver decided to stop off in the same burger shop they had the night before for some food before they set off.

After Silver stuffed himself with 7 hay burgers and 6 orders of carrots fries, a feat that Gray still found amazing, Gray realized he was stunningly famished as well. He managed to demolish 4 hay burgers and 3 orders of carrot fries himself.

Once they were finished, both Gray and Silver took to the skies following a pathway heading east, towards the Gryffin capital.

“Hey, you know, Baltimare is on the way to the Empire.” Silver stated. breaking the silence which had settled in after the first took flight just under an hour ago.

“Is it? We’ll have to check it out.”

“It’s kinda my home, you know? We could rest there before flying the rest of the way to the Empire.”

“That sounds like a good plan. How far away is it?”

“We’ll be able to make it before the sun sets.” Silver assured him.

As Gray and Silver continued down the path to Baltimare, and the Gryffin capital, Gray used the journey in the air to get used to his newfound ability to fly.

“I can’t believe how awesome flying is. Maybe while we’re in Baltimare I can repay you, and teach you the elemental magic I mentioned. We still have plenty of time before the Gryffin tournament.” Gray said as he flew happily through the air.

“Flaming swooooooooords....” Silver began to drool a little bit again.

“Yes yes, flaming swords. I can teach you a whole lot more than flaming swords though, if you can handle elemental magic that is.”

“Flaming swooooooooords...”

“Okay then, it seems you’re acting more braindead than you usually do.” Gray said as they continued flying for a while longer.

After flying for about 4 hours, Gray and Silver landed on the ground to continue the rest of the journey on hoof. Even though Gray had learnt how to fly, it still took a considerable amount of energy to maintain constant flight for a prolonged duration.

After they had walked for a bit, Gray saw some quick movement out of the corner of his eye. As if to confirm what he had seen, he heard rustling in the bushes on both sides of him and Silver.

“Give it up, there’s no use hiding anymore!” Gray declared in a loud voice, addressing the two bushes.

Silver jumped slightly at Gray’s exclamation, but quickly recovered once he saw numerous rough looking earth ponies. All of them were wearing tattered clothing and had dull coloured coats and manes.

“How did you notice us so quickly, you scrawny unicorn?” asked the pony who appeared to be the leader, due to the fact he had taken up a position directly in front of Gray and Silver. Whilst the rest of the ponies surrounded them on all sides.

“What do you mean, were you actually trying to sneak up on us whilst making that much noise? For thieves, you’re certainly not very light-hoofed are you?” Gray remarked in an amused, condescending tone.

“You dare insult us?! Don’t you know who you’re dealing with here? If you know what’s best for you, you should just give us your things and run along before we change our minds!” barked the leader, in a clearly agitated tone.

“I’m sorry, am I supposed to know who you are?” Gray asked in the same tone he used before.

Silver on the other hand burst out laughing at the bandit leader.

“Oh boy, I’ve been waiting to smack a bitch ever since my last fight in the tournament!”

“Why you! Boys, let’s teach these guys a lesson they won’t forget!” the leader barked to his comrades before he took a lunge at Gray.

Gray swiftly dodged the Leader’s attack with ease, bringing his hoof down on the back of the leader’s exposed head. After he dispatched the leader of the group, the bandit to the left of Gray took a reckless swing at him. Gray ducked under the clumsy attack, and countered with an uppercut to knockout the bandit.

After he had knocked out the second bandit, he was jumped by three bandits at once. Gray effortlessly threw off the bandits, and readied himself for their next attack. Once again, all three of them attacked at once, but this time Gray didn’t let a simple advantage in numbers throw him off guard, and jumped above their attack. As he was above them, Gray kicked his hind legs out and knocked two of the three attackers out, leaving the third too stunned to do anything but stand there and get punched out by Gray.

Silver was less merciful than his companion. Unlike Gray, he drew his weapons and sliced his way into the bandits. Blood flew in all directions as he ruthlessly mowed through any bandit too dumb to get out of his way. Even the stupid ones seemed to realize it was better to take the nonlethal beating from Gray than to face death at Silver’s blades. In mere moments, the bandits had all died, been knocked out, or fled.

“Well, that wasn’t much of a challenge.” stated Gray as he turned to continue walking.

“Wait, we haven’t looted them yet!” Silver protested.

“Check how many bits they have. Odds are they have some stolen bits on them. We’ll turn them in at the nearest town or city, which should be Baltimare.” Gray told Silver.

Silver snorted disappointedly. “Fine, we’ll return the bits... I’m keeping any swords we find though.” Silver quickly and efficiently searched the bandits left at the scene of the fight. He managed to find a surprisingly meager amount of bits, and teleported the bandits’ swords to wherever his collection of weapons was.

“Looks like we’re nearly at Baltimare too.” Gray noted as he trotted to the top of a nearby hill. He pointed at the town that had just come into view.

“See, told you we’d get there before sunset!” Silver bragged to Gray as he looked at the sun, which was very close to setting. Silver took off down the path towards Baltimare as soon as he finished looting. Gray followed him closely as he went.

The sun was just setting when Gray and Silver trotted into Baltimare. It wasn’t as big as Canterlot, but it wasn’t a small town by any stretch of the imagination. The streets were lined with mid-sized buildings and quite a few ponies. Every building in the town looked surprisingly colorless and dull. The townsponies on the other hoof were all vibrant and energetic. The streets seemed to be alive with emotion as each pony practically shouted their personality through body language alone.

“Wow, this town seems pretty lively. I guess it explains quite a bit about you.” Gray noted interestedly.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I’m just saying, if you were raised here, then it’s no wonder you’re like you are.”

“Hey, you’d better not be--”

“Silver!” a female voice shouted excitedly. An older mare with a white coat and ragged off-white mane approached the two warriors happily.

“Mum!” Silver shouted back as he rushed to meet the mare. He hugged her with an uncharacteristic display of caution and care, as if she would break if he approached her wrong.

“You’re Silver’s mother?” Gray asked as he raised an eyebrow at Silver’s strange behaviour. Silver released the mare gently and turned back to face Gray.

“In all ways but blood, yes.” Silver declared with a smile.

“She’s not your biological mother?”

“Bio what now?”

“No sweetie, I’m not that lucky.” the mare interrupted softly. “We do pretend I am though.”

“What do you mean by, ‘I’m not that lucky’? If you don’t mind me asking that is.”

“Well I meant I’m not lucky enough to be his real mother of course.”

“I don’t think you should look at it like that. It doesn’t matter whether you’re his mother by blood, you raised him right?

“Of course! I just don’t--”

“She just feels bad that she isn’t my mom.” Silver explained with a smile. It didn’t seem to disturb either of them to say that they weren’t actually related. There was no pain evident on the mare’s face, and no lack of affection to be seen from Silver. “I don’t think it matters, but she’s hung up on it for whatever reason.”

“Anyway, it’s getting dark. I think we’ve got enough room at the house for you to stay the night Mr... I’m sorry, what did you say your name was?”

“Gray, Gray Matter, Mrs... I didn’t get your name either it seems.”

“Ms. It’s Ms, thank you. You can call me Ms. Strongheart.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Ms. Strongheart.”

“I’ll meet you at home here soon Ma. I’m gonna go get a few drinks first.” Silver informed his mother after the introductions were over.

“Alright dear, don’t drink too much...” Strongheart mumbled worriedly. Silver gave her another grin.

“No promises!” he laughed as he trotted off. Strongheart turned to Gray.

“Would you mind... going with him? I know he won’t intend to drink too heavily, but it still happens occasionally.”

“Don’t worry about him, I’ll make sure he gets back alright.” Gray assured Strongheart before trotting off where Silver went.

Gray caught up to Silver, and found him standing in front of a building just as uninteresting as every other building on the street. The sign above it read: ‘The Parched Pegasus’.

“I guess you come here often?” Gray asked Silver.

“Often enough, I suppose.” Silver replied distantly as he pushed the door open. Drunken song and excited yelling flooded out through the doors along with a pungent aroma of alcohol.

“Well, bless me bottles!” a voice shouted from the front of the bar. “If it isn’t my favorite customer!”

“Often enough? Coming here often enough made you their favorite customer?”

“Eh. I like drinks and good company. Sue me.” Silver strode into the bar happily and approached the barkeeper with a smile. Gray sighed and followed him, hoping for this to be a relatively peaceful event.

“You may like a good drink Silver, but I’m here to make sure you don’t drink too much tonight. By order of your mother.” Gray told Silver as they walked up to the bar.

“Yeah yeah yeah. Gimme another shot for him too.” Silver instructed the barkeeper. The barkeep poured some amber liquid into a couple of shot glasses and slid them to Silver.

“What do you think you’re doing? I don’t drink!”

“You do now.” Silver chuckled as he threw back his drink.