mylittlejamjar | First Script: Hangin' Out at the Corner

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First Script: Hangin' Out at the Corner

After a quick stop at the bank to exchange her Cerilian currency to something more Equestrian, Maebhrin spent a short time wandering around town to take in the sights. It seemed like a nice place, though there were one or two places that she mistook for inns, which made cause for apologies to the residents...
In truth, it didn't take her very long to figure out exactly where Sugarcube Corner was, although she was rather slow about poking her head in--there were certainly enough other ponies there to make sure business was hopping, and she didn't intend to be a bother to anyone.

At least it was a popular place, and Pinkie wouldn't be out of a job any time soon, right?

After talking to herself for a few moments (mostly to get up her courage around so many others), Mae stepped in, and took her place in the line. It was either shorter than she'd imagined, or Pinkie was a marvel of efficiency, for it took no time at all for the former elf to find herself face to face with the pink pony.

"Well met. One welcome cupcake, if you please? So is this a confectionary?" Maebhrin asked, taking in the atmosphere--and the oh-so-pleasant smells that threatened to make her stomach grumble.

Maybe she'd pick up some cupcakes for the other ponies in training, now that she had proper currency. Though she wasn't entirely sure how she'd manage to get them there...

(ooc: she'll probably be here for a while, feel free to run into Mae if you like!)

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"Oh that's easy. I'm the younger one, Pinkie's got a teeny tiny smile wrinkle and other Pinkie has a orange braid in her hair! Simple!" Yeah, not simple at all really.

No, not that simple. Though Mae attempted to commit that to memory. It probably won't last, sad to say.

"So, if you are free now, I am as well. I could always come back before training to get cupcakes for my compatriots there. Shall we go shopping?"

"Sure that sounds good! Lemme tell the cakes I'm headed out for a while. And then I'll show you all the shopping. I'll get you some awesome saddlebags." Pinkie grinned and darted into the back room.

"All right, I shall wait here for you, and then we can go when you are ready. I believe I shall need the help!" Mae laughed. After all, the backpack selection where she was from was mostly utilitarian.

This should be an adventure, at the very least.

Soon Pinkie came back out with her own saddlebags all ready to go, as she trotted out with a wide grin on her face. "All right, you ready? I know this great place for saddlebags in town."

"I am ready! Lead on!" Mae gestured with a hoof, falling in behind Pinkie.

"Forgive me if I am slow. Then again, I certainly would not mind if you would point out interesting landmarks to me. If you feel like it, of course..."

It seemed like Pinkie was the sort to do that anyway, but Maebhrin figured an invitation would do just as well.

"Sure! I can do that!" Heading outside, she pointed at the main town. "Looking at the main town we're greeted with Ponyville's statue. There's some good carving here of a pony there. And then there's the mayor's office over there."

Well. Pinkie certainly took that literally. Not necessarily a bad thing, though.

"Ponyville has a mayor?" That was good to know, too. "Where are we going to end up?"

"Yeah, Mayor Mare. She's a good person, and really helpful too." Pinkie pointed across the road to a store. "Over there, for the horseshoes. They also sell saddlebags too, so it's all around essentials."

"I see!" Then Mae paused a moment. "We require horseshoes, too?"

She glanced down at her own unshod hoof, then back over to the store.

"Well, I suppose if they are a necessity...I fear I haven't got much in the way of coin. Exchange rates between Cerilia and Equestria are feeble at best." Good for heading to Cerilia, bad for the other way around.

"If you like them, then you're totally allowed to wear them," replied Pinkie, waving her own hoof which was unshoed but she held a couple of bits in her hoof. "Its easier to pick up stuff if you want. I just equate it to walking around barefoot."

"I think I would prefer that, then. On one hand...hoof? I am used to wearing shoes on my feet, but that was back when I had two of them. I sort of miss having fingers, but as you show, clearly you can regain that level of dexterity..."

Maebhrin shook her head. "Thinking out loud, again, of course. So, are the saddlebags utilitarian? Or are there a variety of colors and so forth? I admit that I'm partial to green."

"Oh this? A lot of ponies can actually do this! It's sort of a thing. Some ponies can, some can't."

"There's a lot of decorative saddlebags, and you can even have them personalized with your own cutie mark. It doesn't take much, just an hour to stitch them on. Our people are really good." Pinkie grinned as she indicated hers with the balloons on them.

"I suppose I simply need more practice, then," Maebhrin mused, glancing again at a forehoof.

Well, it was something to practice.

"Hm. Maybe I should get another color, or something darker, and then have them stitch it on in green. Or perhaps pink. I am rather fond of pink..." Though the flower in her hair was likely wilted by now, she still kept it until she could pick a new one.

"Pink's a good color! I like pink, since it goes really nicely with blue. My outfit back home was pink and blue and white!" exclaimed Pinkie, pronking around a little. "Green would be cool too, I like green, it reminds me of grass-frosting."

At that, Pinkie drooled. "Frosting~"

"Clearly you like frosting..." Mae chuckled a little at that.

"My outfit was very boring, I suppose, but I was not really supposed to be seen. I was something of a scout. So I wore a good deal of brown and green. But I suppose that is not bad. Reminding you of grass-frosting and chocolate, or some such?"

That only left her chuckling to herself, again.

"Sweet delicious frosting--oh! Yeah yeah I like frosting a lot. And maybe we can get you in something more decorative now." Pinkie pointed out a shop. "We can get you saddles there as well. They're for decoration and clothing."

"Saddles? I am not sure about that--where I was from, saddles were used to ride horses and ponies. As I am sure you're aware." Though clothing might be nice. She wasn't certain. After all, Maebhrin hadn't been particularly cold yet, but...winter was coming.

"Well, I can at least look. You've been kind enough to direct me along so far, after all."

"Oh don't worry too much about that! Saddles are actually clothing in this place! They're really decorative too and people don't use them to ride on others." Pinkie gave her an assuring grin as she waved her hoof.

"Well, I suppose, then. At least, I shall look, if you do not mind?"

Something like clothing might be good on occasion, at least. And it was only getting colder...

"Sure, take your time! That's what shopping is for!"

All the shopping would be good for them anyhow, considering everything.

"I do fear I have no great amount of bits, and Pinkie, I should not impinge on your generosity too much. I am sure you have things you need as well, yes? Unless there are things I may do for you?"

Since Maebhrin was newly arrived, a certain amount of charity was something she would not refuse, but honor demanded she not take advantage of a kind heart.

"Oh I have enough to get us both something! I can get you something nice, no worries at all. Just leave it to your aunt Pinkie Pie to sort out the problems." Exclaimed Pinkie with a wide squeaky toy grin.

"Aunt...Pinkie?" Maebhrin repeated that slowly. You're breaking her again, Pinkie. "Pinkie. I am certain I am older than you are, even if I was not an elf to begin with!"

She shook her head, rubbed a hoof over her face, and smiled. "But you may buy me one thing, without me thinking I shall have to do something for you in return. That, I can agree to. And you have my thanks."

"Oh that, no worries about that! We're all friends here!" laughed Pinkie, waving it off.

"Okay, one thing then! We'll make it AWESOME!"

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