>It has been two years since you got sucked to this world. Not that you're complaining of course. No meat but the food is okay. Everypony treats you well and you recently got a job in the Royal Guards to boot!
>It's Friday night so you decide to take a short walk at the streets of Canterlot. Supposedly you'd spend nights like this with a few of your fellow officers and you hang out in a bar for a few round of drinks but Shining Armor and a few others are at Crystal Kingdom up until next week to oversee training maneuvers.
>Less work for you, more for them so nice bargain.
 
>You aimlessly walk the streets while watching ponies go by. A some recognize you and give you a wave and a smile.
>But even with the familiarity and warm reception of ponies in Canterlot, you can't help but feel like an..outsider. It's not just because you look different but also because posh city life never really grabbed your attention. The lights burn brightly and scenery look amazing but it feels as if something is missing..
>You start to wonder..
>You give up and decide to just return to the barracks. It ain't fun to drink when you got no drinking buddies anyways.
>While walking a sign outside a fancy restaurant catches your eye.
>"Special treat: Frederic Horsechopin & co. performs tonight only!"
>Classical music is okay but you're not in the mood for it. The restaurant serves one hell of a lasagna dish though.
 
>"Good evening Lieutenant. Would you like a table by the stage?" The Maître d greets you warmly
"Yes please that would be nice" you smile.  He then ushers you to your seat and hands you the menu.
 
>Jeez they do charge handsomely over here. A week's pay for a plate of lasagna? Wow.
>Whatever. You're already here anyways.
>The lights dim around the stage as the performers start playing
>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TECb7NUKg3Q
>You find yourself soothed by the music. You close your eyes and you savor it's subtle tune.
>Something wills you to open your eyes and you do. And your gaze falls on one of the performers.
>A grey pony with raven colored mane. You can almost feel her aura of sophistication from your seat.
>You continue to look at her. You can't help but stare anyways.
>And then her gaze meets yours. Your eyes grow a little wide as you get mesmerized by those violet eyes. It feels as if the only thing that matters is you.
>And her.
>She finally closes her eyes and it breaks the spell. You didn't even notice that your food has arrived.
> ...
 
>"Yo bro! Moving up the ladder huh? Real snazzy place!" A stallion behind you said
>You look behind and you see your grinning colleague Swiftsure. He sits down in front of you.
>Between you and that grey pony.
>Fuck you Swiftsure.
 
>"So you can afford high living now huh? Attaboy Anon!" He chimes in and notice your food and he smiles sheepishly "Hey Anon.."
"Nah just thinking of something. Go ahead dude I'm not really hungry",  you say as you slide your plate to him.
>"You sure? Beggars can't be choosers anyways" He shrugs
>Fuck you that cost me a week's worth of paycheck
>He takes a bite and his face changes suddenly. "Dude...."
>"Duuuude..This lasagna is heavenly" He looks as if he's in cloud nine right now.
You grunt. "Heavenly alright.." You continue to look at that grey pony
>Swiftsure looks at you and takes notice at that dreamy expression you got.
>"Ey bro you alright? Br- ooooooh damn son! you got your eyes on a mare eh?" He pipes in while he got a mouthful of the pasta "I bet she's a moaner if you know what I mean"
"Jesus Swiftsure that's why you can't get a marefriend..you're a goddamn horny bastard!" You try to stifle a laugh.
"Part of my charm man. soon I'd get me some hot mare action!" He puts his forehooves in front of him and starts to hump an imaginary mare.
"Kidding aside bro, she's one hell of a looker..speaking of which, look--"
 
>The grey pony stands up and exists the stage.
>Darnit not even a chance to know her name
>But Swiftsure got the idea and motioned for the waiter to come
>"Hey buddy my friend over here is a very huge fan of that grey pony just awhile ago.."
>"You mean Frederic?" The waiter asks
>"No no no no" Swiftsure shakes his head. " The grey mare with the bowtie is the one I'm talking about"
>"Ah Miss Octavia!", the waiter says as he catches up.
>"Yeah her...So can you help my shy friend over here? He really wants to meet her"
> Oh shit shit shit shit shit
"That would be unnecessary thank you" you say as you were blushing a bit now.
 
>The waiter breaks into a smile and said that he'll accompany you to the back room where she is. Swiftsure pushes you out and wishes you luck.
 
>"Hey Anon you owe me bigtime on this one", he says as he grins at you.
"You already ate my lasagna", you say smugly.
 
> ...
>"Miss Octavia?", the waiter says after knocking at the door.
>"Yes?" Says the mare as she brushes her mane
>"Someone is asking if he can talk to you for a moment.."
>Octavia closes her eyes and exhales deeply. "Send him in."
>You sheepishly go in and her gaze instantly meets yours.
>"You sat on one of the tables near the stage, correct?" she turns towards the mirror and starts to brush her mane again
"Y-yes.."
>SAY SOMETHING YOU BASTARD!
> ...
> ...
>She turns again to face you. She looks a bit annoyed now. Only now did she notice that you were wearing your service uniform. " What can I do for you..?"
"Ah uh..I'm Lieutenant Anon..Really nice to meet you Miss Octavia..I just dropped by to congratulate you on an excellent show.."
>"Likewise. Is that all?" She looks pretty bored now. "Please forgive me if I sound too rude but," She starts to say.
>"I still have a train to catch," She says as she hefts her cello case. You offered to take the heavy looking instrument but the politely declines.
>Instead she produces a picture of her from one of her saddlebags and gives it to you with a tired smile.
>"I hope to see you soon, Mister Anonymous. You seem to be a really interesting fellow."
"I find you interesting too, Octavia," your eyes go wide as you realized what you've said.
"I mean, you're an interesting fellow too." Bad save!
>Octavia just giggles slightly and makes her way for the back door. "Be sure to drop by and visit sometime soon."
 
>You just quietly make your way back to your table
>Swiftsure takes notice of your sour face and meets you halfway
>"No luck?"
You shake your head no. "I think she jumped ship. You up for a round of pint?"
>He breaks into a wide grin and slaps your back. "Hell yeah! You paying?"
 
 
>"Anonymous, I'd like you to meet Octavia," Princess Celestia motions with her wing.
"Hey Octavia," you say quietly.
>Octavia's eyes widen a bit as she recognizes you. "Anonymous. It's been awhile."
>Celestia raises and eyebrow. "I take it that the two of you met already?"
"I was in one of her shows a few months ago," you explain.
>Octavia nods in approval. "He did. And he never came back," she adds with a smile.
You just shrug and laugh slightly. "I would love to if only the place you play at didn't cost an arm and leg to enter."
>"You should have told me, then. Anyways," she shifts her attention to The Princess. "How can I be of service?"
>The Princess nods and nudges you with her hoof. "I wish for you to teach Anonymous on how to play the piano. I have already talked with Frederick and he told me that you were interested on taking in ponies to tutor."
>"I believe you can make an exemption and tutor humans as well?"
>Octavia flashes The Princess a wide smile. "I'd be more than honored to teach Anonymous."
>Princess Celestia looks visibly pleased. "Now, if we can talk about the specifics of his lessons,"She says as she walks with Octavia towards the office. "Anon, if you may wait for us at the lounge?"