New in Ponyville -open!-

Minty Swirls hid behind the tall statue in Townsquare of Ponyville.
Mixed emotions were swirling inside her like adventure, fear, homesickness and hunger, but she was the kind of pony who almost always wanted sweets but forgot about them when something important is happening. She saw all the ponies in the town going about their daily buisness, she wished that she was one of them, but she was so new here that this was her first day in Ponyville! She wanted so much to go and explore but she was to shy and afraid.

Switchblade walked through the town square with his cart packet with all sorts of metals, he strolled along past the statue but as he went past, his cart hit a bump and tipped over, burying Switchblade under a heavy pile of metal with a loud thud and clang, he was knocked out by the impact so could not use his magic to get himself out, he just lay underneath the pile.

Minty saw the commotion on the street and dearly wanted to help. She waited untill there was no one else on the street, she looked both ways and ran across to help.
"Oh dear! Can you hear me!? Are you ok!?" She asked and grabbed his hoof to try and pull him out

Abra trotted through the square, trying to enjoy her second-to-last day in Ponyville. But instead of being entertained, so far the day had just been...boring.

A crash and a clang alearted her to something near the square's statue. Seems like a pony's cart had tipped over. The mare yawned boredly and walked over to investigate. Stopping behind the frantic mare she brushed her mane out of her face and sighed.

"There's somepony stuck under there, isn't there..." she drawled in her Manehattan accent.

Abra Kadabra used her magic to levitate the metal off of Switchblade, appearing relatively unconcerned for the stallion's health. She had seen more than her fair share of unconscious ponies in the slums of Manehattan.

Blown Speaker galloped toward the statue, hearing a commotion earlier, only to see two mares and a unconscious stallion covered in metal. He was confused by the site and about to call for help, when one of the mares removes the metal from the stallion.

 "Hey, should of been more careful," he shouted at the mare, who seemed unconcerned for the stallion's health.

The mare let out a soft giggle, flicking her ear at the sound of the stallion's voice. She turned to look over her shoulder at her and gave him a sweet smile as she moved the pile of metal safelt to the side.

"No, no, dear, this isn't my pile of metal. It's his!" she tittered, aiming a hoof at the unconscious stallion on the ground.

"Well then, that's a different story," Blown Speaker said " But what should we do about him?" He pointed at the unconscious stallion.

"Does that look like my problem?"

It was true, she wasn't a medical pony. She had no idea what you were supposed to do to cure unconsciousness. She was a magician, not a doctor. Either way, she offered the stallion a big smile.

" Well we can't just leave him here."

 He was used to this thing, having grew up in Manehattan, but never knew what to do in these situations. Even so, he still smiled back in a attempt to be polite.

"I suppose you're right..." Abra Kadabra pursed her lips in a frown. She had also grown up in Manehattan,but that didn't mean she knew what to do. She used her magic to levitate the stallion out from under the cart and laid him to the side. "He doesn't look that broken..."

" Yeah, maybe we can call a medical pony in, " Blown Speaker looked at the unconscious stallion again. "Unless you have another idea..."

"No, I guess that's the only thing we can do at the moment." she agreed. After a moment's pause the mare started prancing in place, clicking all four of her hooves against the ground. She needed to perform some kind of trick; she gor restless when she was bored.

Blown Speaker was confused on why the mare was so restless, was she trying to hide something, but he couldn't worry about that now, this stallion needed help.

 " Do you know where we could find one? I am rarely in town so I have no clue."

She turned her head to look at him and giggled as she pranced. "I haven't got a clue. I don't live here, dearie, I'm only here for work sometimes~. Maybe we could try looking around, though! There's bound to be somepony who is a doctor."

"Maybe, but that would take way to long." Blown speaker started pacing from the statue to the stallion and back. " Maybe we should just leave him here, though I don't want too..."

She felt as if she was going to explode at any second. Her prancing sped up and she let out a little squeal before finally stopping, her hooves clacking to a stop against the ground. "Do you wanna see a magic trick?!" she blurted out, staring at him.

"A magic trick, at a time like this... Sure why not, it could lighten up the mood a bit." Blown Speaker said, wondering what made this strange mare want to preform a magic trick.

"Excellent!" Abra Kadabra slowly began charging her horn up with magic and skipped around the stallion, making a big show of herself. Her magic was the same color as the rest of her bodt so it was almost impossible to tell that she was even using it.

"So what's the trick?"

"I'm going to make this pony disappear~" she announced, stopping near the unconscious stallion. Flashing the other pony a big grin, she continued.

"Now, I need you to count backwards from ten, please~!"

This was going to be a difficult trick and involved some very advanced magic. She needed to concentrate very hard on this.

" 10,9,4,6,7,22,54,e=mc^2,pi,oh pie sounds good,999,999,999,999,90,$$$, uhhh, what number comes before $$$?"

 Blown Speaker should of laid off the vodka before going for a walk...

She sighed and rolled her eyes. Drunk ponies were easier to entertain with her magic. Taking of her cloak, she held it over the unconscious stallion.

"3...2...1...Abracadabra~!" She dropped the cloak over the pony, very quickly used her magic to teleport him to the hospital, then whipped the cloak back off of where the pony used to be. Abra grinned and tugged the cloak back on. "Ta-da~~~!!!"

"Whoa" Blown Speaker said at the magic trick, "Can you do that with me?"

 He always wanted to be apart of a magic trick.

"Not right now, dearie, maybe later~!" Her voice was cheerful as she gave him a happy smile, but in reality she was fighting back a headache. That last burst of magic really drained her.

"Would you like to go and get some tea with me?"

" Sure, it couldn't hurt..." Blown Speaker said. He manly said it because he needed to get something in his stomach, because the drunkness was starting to wear off. " Plus I'm getting a bit thirsty anyways."