That Silver Tongue - Prologue

Prologue – A Look Into The Life Of A Human

 

 

>Six months.

 

>It’s been six month since you’ve come to Equestria.  You have no idea how you got here, though you suspect you may have accidently killed yourself…

 

>It was probably from overdosing.  You broke your leg working on the job, shattering the bones in it.  The doctors prescribed you a shit load of pills.  You… /may/ have misread what dosage to take, since the last thing you remember doing was popping some pills while reading a book before falling asleep... You /may/ have also had a few beers with those pills.  You weren’t being very smart at the time, and now you have to deal with the consequences.

 

>You woke up in the middle of a field, surrounded by multicolored miniature horses.  Looking at them, you thought they were nothing more than a hallucination brought on by the pills.  You smiled at them as they spoke to one another.  They quickly notice your leg in a cast and your inability to move.  One of the small critters, a minty looking one, gave you a huge grin before levitating you with her horn.  Once again, you went along with it since you thought the pills had you in la-la land.

 

>The creatures took you into a small hospital that was run by other little horses!  After looking at your leg, they used magic to heal your bones right there.  You don’t recall feeling anything when they did that.  You quickly fell asleep as soon as they were finished, thinking that this was one of the weirdest dreams you’ve had in a long time.

 

>As soon as you woke up, one of the p0nies told you that it would be another two weeks before your leg would be fully functional enough to walk around again.  It took a full day of sitting around inside a bed with p0nies moving about for you to realize the horses were real… It was another week to understand you must’ve overdosed back home and got placed here for some inexplicable reason.

 

>Maybe you got transported here through magic?  Or maybe death was but another gateway to a new life, and this was but one of those path’s?  Yeah… that was getting too philosophical for you, there.  You just knew you couldn’t return home at the moment and the horses were very intelligent.  They were still working on a way to help you out getting back for some reason, but you’re doubtful about getting back.

 

>After being healed, you were released into Twilight’s care for a more thorough understanding of what you are.  They just wanted to make sure you were harmless and to show you around their society.  You were surprised hearing you didn’t need to pay the hospital bills.  Apparently, the government paid for most of the bills.  Their government also paid for other things, such as heating or water.  This place already felt like paradise to you.  It’s too bad there weren’t any humans here.  It got pretty lonely as the only member of your race on the planet.

 

>Twilight was interested in hearing your views about this world and continuously asked about your world.  She mostly asked about you and your life: you lived alone, you didn’t really have any friends, mostly acquaintances, and also had three ex’s that all left you for three other guys.  You also didn’t have a dad, and your mom passed away from lung cancer from too many smokes.  It took a while to explain what cigarettes were and why anyone would intentionally poison themselves on them.

 

>You lived day in and out like everyone else back home: you worked, got a paycheck, spent it, and went to work for the next one  They weren’t the best circumstances, but you worked with them.  You were pretty content with what you had.  At the end of the quick rundown of your life, Twilight was crying on your lap.  Good god you felt depressed after saying all that…  Was your life really that shitty?

 

>Ever since you spoke to her about your life, Twilight made an enormous effort to make sure you were happy living in this world.  She showed you many of the things around her world, teaching you their ways, and having as much fun with you as possible.  Looking back on it, that was the happiest you’ve ever been in your life.

 

>It’s been six months living with Twilight and meeting her very close friends.  Twilight got an allowance for you from the princess herself that helped with anything you would require.  Sadly they didn’t eat meat, so it’s eggs and peanuts for life.

 

>The p0nies were very generous, allowing you to live amongst them without anything in return.  You didn’t like that though, so you continuously looked for ways to move out on your own, like now.

 

>“Anon, it’s been…” Twilight rubs her forehead in thought, “I can’t even tell how long.  Nop0ny’s got anything for you to do.”

 

“I’m gonna continue searching Twilight.  It just doesn’t feel right staying here, living like this.”

 

>After two months living in this happy-go-lucky world, you decided to go out and get a job.  You needed to live on your own.  It just didn’t sit right with you to live off these p0nies, or more importantly, mooching off Twilight.  She’s done so much for you by allowing you to live with her and Spike, and as a friend you needed to stop mooching off her.  So you tried looking for work out in town, earn some bits, and save up for a little shack of your own.

 

>Yeah... that was a flop.

 

>Everyone out in town gave you a chance, but so far you’ve screwed up everything you’ve done.  You tried working on the farm, but you can’t buck trees and they refused having you pick the apples by hand since it’s not as efficient.  You had a hard time working behind the counter to sell things.  Your vernacular was still off and you just couldn’t make a proper sell.

 

>There was so much you had a hard time doing here: making things, moving things, or just talking with the general population.  Your leg kept acting up, making any job more difficult for you.  Talking to the doctor’s at the hospital, they weren’t sure how to help you out other than prescribe you some mild painkillers.  With your leg as it is, that meant you couldn’t keep up with the p0nies.  The only thing that set you apart from them was what made you superior as a human: your mind and your hands.

 

>They may be intelligent but they couldn’t even comprehend some of the basic algebra you were taught.  You knew a lot.  From mathematics, science, history, and pretty much everything that would be taught at a college level.  You just liked learning this stuff since you originally wanted to become a teacher.  It didn’t turn out so well, with you working construction in the end.  And your fingers… they were more dexterous than their hooves, what more could you say?

 

>“Look Anon, the only p0nies I know that would hire you are Lyra and Cherilee, and even then it’s miss or hit with those two.”

 

“Twilight, we’ve had this conversation before, so many times.  You already know I’m looking for a job and home.  It just seems silly that you’re still discussing this with me, right?”

 

>Twilight looked like she was going to say more, but she immediately stopped.  She huffs out before looking at you.  “Can you stay here for a moment?”

 

>Before you can answer, she’s already up the stairs for whatever reason.  It doesn’t take long for her to return with a little sack being levitated by her magic.  She floats them over to you while looking down.  Taking the sac, you open it up, seeing an enormous amount of bits inside.

 

“Twilight, I ca-“

 

>“Princess Celestia sent these over for when you decided to move out.  It’s supposed to pay for a home…”

 

>You don’t recall ever talking to the princess about this.  You sigh to yourself, looking at the bits in your hand.  /Twilight must’ve asked for these/, you think.  Why else would the princess give these to you?  Even now she’s helping you out… she’s really been too nice to you.

 

“Well thanks, Twilight.  I… I don’t know what to say.  But I don’t feel right taking these from you.”

 

>“Just think of it as a… farewell gift.  I can’t seem to convince you, so I may as well give you this.”

 

>You let out a small laugh before tousling Twilights hair about.  She slaps her hooves at you in a silly manner to get you off.  Twilight just grunts in a playful manner with a small smirk sloppily hidden from you.

 

>“There should be enough for a home purchase and furnishings for your size along with a month’s food consumption, based on how you eat.”  So you had a month before you starve, nice.

 

“So who do I go to for this new home of mine?”

 

>“Just talk to the mayor and she’ll set everything up.”

 

“Alright, that’s one thing off the list.  Now I just need a job.”

 

>“You know, you could always work here for me.”

 

“Twilight…”

 

>She looks away with a light humph.  You pull her in a tight hug before letting go, holding on tightly to the bag of bits in your hand.

 

“Thanks for the offer, and for everything you’ve done for me.  But I need to do this on my own.  Everything you’ve done was more than I could ever repay you for.  It just wouldn’t feel right if I couldn’t provide for my own self.”

 

>“What do you mean?  You repay me with friendship,” she says, sitting there with a smile.

 

>…Did you forget to mention these p0nies were fucking adorable?

 

>“Just promise if you can’t find something, you’ll work for me, okay?”

 

“…Fine, it’s a promise, though I’ll do my darndest to look even harder now, Twilight.”

 

>Grabbing your coat, you quickly made your way to the mayors to get a new place.  You couldn’t wait to finally have a place of your own.

 

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“Well, when’s she coming back in?” you ask impatiently.

 

>“One second, Mr. Anonymous.  I’ll get the date in a minute.”

 

>Okay, so Mayor Mare’s not in right now.  She’s currently planning for a business trip, but maybe you could wait it out an-

 

>“Three weeks from now.”

 

“Three weeks?!”

 

>That is not acceptable!  You finally got the bits for a new home, and she’s saying you’d have to wait three more weeks.  You are not going to let that happen.

 

“Where can I find her home?  I really need to talk to her before she leaves for her trip.”

 

>The assistant at the town hall stares at you, clearly not interested in your presence at the moment.  She takes out a piece of paper and quickly jots something down before shoving it in your direction.  /Well that’s pretty damn rude/, you think.

 

>“She can be found here, but you best hurry.  She’s leaving,” she looks at the clock, “tonight.”

 

>Why would you need to look at the clock for that?  She’s just being rude.  Ignoring her, you head out of the office, walking down the road.  You’re so glad to be out of there; the place felt so stale and stuffy.  Making your way through the busy streets, you pass by the hustle and bustle of the stands selling their wares, cheerfully bantering with their customers.

 

>Looking at the paper you were given, you see it’s… in the opposite direction.  Fuck, it’s actually on the outskirts of town.  The mayor must wake up pretty darn early to make it to work every day.

 

>Arriving at the place, you can’t help but look up in amazement.  It’s huge!  It may as well be a mansion.  Going up to the door, you knock on it and wait.  You hear some loud talking on the other side of the door.  You really hope you didn’t come here with a pissed off p0ny to talk to.  The door opened, showing the mayor’s flustered face.  Upon noticing you, she tries to regain some composure.  /It’s already a bit late for that/, you think.

 

>“Mr. Anonymous!  It’s interesting meeting you here at my home so early in the day.  What’s brought you here this morning?”

 

“Well I-“

 

>“Wait, where are my manners.”  She opens the door wide, stepping back.  “Please, do come in.”

 

>Walking inside, you see the place looks very posh and expensive, though in a simplified manner.  /This is pretty darn nice/.

 

>“Can I offer you anything to drink?”

 

“No ma’am, I just need to get this settled out today, hopefully before you leave for your meeting.”

 

>“That’s if I leave.  The darn foal sitter was supposed to come in today, but she currently has family troubles and had to cancel.”  She looks like she’s about to have a massive fit right now.  “So now I’m stuck looking for somep0ny for the job and… Oh dear, I’m sorry.  I suppose I’m still a tad upset from this and all, I doubt you want to hear it.”

 

“No, I understand.  Some fella’s just need to vent out every now and then, it’s okay.”

 

>The mayor shuffles her hooves in embarrassment before looking back up to you.  It felt somewhat odd seeing her do that.

 

>“So what did you need, Mr. Anon?  Are you still having trouble looking for a job?”

 

”Well… yes, I am… but that’s not what I’m here for.  I just received bits for a home to purchase and I wanted to do this before you left.”

 

>“Oh, just follow me to my home office back here and we can get this done quickly.  I’m still waiting on some other p0nies to reply for this sitting job.”

 

>You nod before following her.  Suddenly, you hear something shuffling behind you.  Looking back, you see an open door closing… That must be Mayor Mare’s child.  You’d offer to work the foal sitting job, but you don’t want to interfere.  It sounded like she had someone else coming in here for the position anyways.  

 

>In an hour, you have all the paperwork needed to get a new home.  You just needed to give it to the assistant back at the hall.

 

>The mayor quickly went over what was needed for your new home: the resizing for your home, the payment, papers, papers, papers… There’s so much fucking signing.  You’re grateful that Mayor Mare would help you out, but you can see she was getting very angry with whoever she was waiting for.  She mentioned her meeting was up in Canterlot with the heads of each p0ny establishment for their yearly discussions.

 

>You thanked her for the help, trying to leave a good impression before leaving straight back to the city hall.  You needed to hurry if you were going to get to Cheerilee’s schoolhouse on time.

 

>Making it to the hall, you quickly place the papers on the assistant’s desk.  She looks up at you before looking at the stack now in front of her.  She takes one of the papers and slowly moves it in front of her face.

 

>…

 

>…

 

>…

 

>She writes something down before moving it to the side.  She looks at the stack once more and just as slow as before, repeats the process with a new paper.  Stupid fucking…  She’s taking her sweet time looking over each paper to make sure they were properly filled out.  After her painfully slow work on checking your papers, she stacks the papers on the side before giving you a set of keys, mentioning the furnishings would take about two weeks for the unicorns to properly adjust to your size.

 

>That’s cool, you’re fine with sleeping on the floor for now.  But hey, you’re the proud owner of a house now!

 

>…

 

>Oh shit, you’re running late!  You make a /very/ light jog, heading straight to the schoolhouse.  You make it outside the schools doorway, straightening out your clothes before heading inside.

 

>You can see the little p0nies writing on their papers, eager to learn.  That’s what you loved about this world the most.  The kids back home had such a lack of caring about anything unless it was something they liked.  But these little p0nies were nothing like that.  Each student was very happy to ask questions, no matter how silly.  They were always interested to hear what you had to say.  It felt so good to be around them.  It made you feel so happy to teach here, even if it was just as an assistant.

 

>Sadly, the day ended too quickly for you and the students began to leave for the day.  You’re just about to leave yourself to check out your new home when Cherilee calls you over.  You wave goodbye to Featherweight before walking over to Cherilee…  She has a look like she was about to do something she really doesn’t want to…  Shit, figured this would’ve happened at some point.

 

>“Anon, it’s… well, about–“

 

“It was fun while it lasted, right?”

 

>She looks away from you, trying to come with something to say.

 

>“I can’t afford to keep you as an assistant.  I’m terribly sorry.”

 

“It’s no biggy.  I’m just glad to have been a part of all of this, though the pay helped a bit.”

 

>“Well, you’ll find some work out in town, right?”

 

“That’s what I’m still hoping on, but no one seems willing to hire me…  Except for Lyra, and that just…”

 

>“No, I understand.  I really hope you find something.  Maybe you should try to take up Lyra’s offer?”

 

“No, just… no.  I’d only work there as a last resort, and even then I’d have to be desperate.”

 

>“Maybe you can try working for our mage scientists?  You have a lot of knowledge that they would be very eager to get a hold on.  Surely they’d hire you?”

 

>You remember talking about things from home, like prism's and how your people walked on the moon.  Word got out, which led to Luna wanting to talk to you.  It was a very strange and awkward meetup for you that night.  

 

>The offers you keep getting from those scientists so that they could learn from you look better and better with each passing day.  But when you talked to them they seemed really off to you, like they'd hold you against your will if you agreed to their offers.

 

>You talk to Cheerilee for a little while, discussing your last day with her and her students.  Before you leave, she gives you the bits for your work this week.  Thanking her, you turn to the door and notice it closing on itself.  Looks like you have a snoopy little p0ny there.  /It’s no biggie/, you think, kids will be kids after all.

 

>You take your time walking back to Twilights’ to give her the news you’d be moving out that night to make it over to your new home.  She wouldn’t be very happy hearing about you leaving so early, but you really wanted to finally move into your very own place.  You’re very glad the princess gave you enough bits for at least a month’s worth of food so you wouldn’t starve for a good while.  You just needed to find some work soon and hope things would turn out alright.

 

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Silver Spoon’s POV

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>Today was an interesting day for you.

 

>The human Anon came over to your house this morning, trying to get his own place.  You thought he was happy living with Twilight.  Something must’ve happened for him to want to move out.  You guess he didn’t want to live with her anymore or something.

 

>The school day was just as interesting.  You love coming to school with Anon working there.  He had so many strange things to teach to you.  What impressed you was his enormous amount of knowledge pertaining to his people along with how he viewed things.

 

>The things he described were so unique, so intriguing… Anyp0ny that got their hooves on any of the stuff Anon talked about would be so much more powerful.

 

>He even had ties with the elements and the princesses, along with your government’s highest officials wanting to meet him constantly… Okay, you may have stalked him a little bit to find that out.  But it’s so amazing how much of an impression he left.  He’d make a great asset if you could just get him to work for you somehow in the future, but you needed to make a bond with him for that.

 

>Why would he want to work for somep0ny like you?  He barely knows you aside from school.  He could work for the princesses themselves over you.  But why isn’t he?  It’s very strange to you he’d work as an assistant for your teacher and not for the princess herself.

 

>You know Diamond Tiara was interested him as well.  She’s your personal and close friend, but sometimes she really makes you upset.  She’d just use him for nothing more than to say he works for her.  What a waste...

 

>Still, you didn’t think you had a chance of getting him to notice you or to hire him in any way.  He was going to be squandered working at the school house or working for somep0ny like Diamond Tiara, or even wasting away in that library doing nothing when he /could/ be helping somep0ny else… somep0ny like you.

 

>This was all just wishful thinking; a chance to get him to even notice you and stay by your side would never happen.  Diamond Tiara was more likely to buy the darn human out somehow.

You were making your way out the door from your classes today when you overheard Miss Cherilee talking to Mr. Anon.  Hiding behind the door, you snoop on their conversation.  She was… letting him go.  

 

>That… made you very sad.  Putting aside his strange ways, he made learning so much more fun.  You were gonna miss seeing him in class.  Making your way back home, you open your door, seeing your mom making a mess of the entire place.  She’s acting very upset for some reason.  Did something go wrong?

 

“Mom, are you alright?”

 

>You hear your mom let out a tired sigh before sitting down on the ground in a thump, not caring much for etiquette right now.  She must be very upset.

 

>“I’m having a difficult time trying to get a sitter to come out.  None of them are available in town, and the only other p0ny I can think of hiring is very loud and messy…”

 

>She must be referring to Pinkie Pie.  You really don’t want to see that mare in this house watching over you for three weeks; even three hours is pushing it.  Pinkie’s nice and all, but she had a nasty habit of making a mess of things, which is almost always accompanied with destruction.

 

>You could feel the gears working away in the back of your head, looking at this situation.  A smile creeps slowly on your face at how easily this must’ve fallen in your hoofs.  This must have been destined to have happened!  You’re feeling really giddy at the moment, but you needed to stay calm.  Now, you just needed to work your words right for this and you could actually make this happen!

 

“Hey Mom, I know the perfect… ‘person’ for the job.”

 

 

~End Prologue~