New Encounters (Fry)

High above the town, a steak of crimson and black could be spied soaring through the azure sky.  He had been flying for hours, but his wings were not tired.  He could fly for most of the day without trouble, but he was beginning to lose steam.  It was time to eat, and take a short break in the town below.  Purple eyes narrowed against the light of the sunshine.  It looked like he would be visiting Ponyville that day.  Silently he landed on the cobbled street, wings tucking in against his back.  There were ponies all around, conversing and laughing.  Bo smiled.  It was a quaint town.  Peaceful.  And rather dull.

The dark red stallion glanced around, and a tempting smell greeted his senses.  He followed his nose in the direction of a food cart parked along the road.  He trotted closer to see which pony was the owner.

Fry flipped some burgers he just put on the grill and looked around the marketplace, it sure was a busy day. He spotted a pegasus stepping closer and greeted him with a friendly smile

He saw the owner as he approached. The stallion had a mint green mane and tail, smiling and charming in his way. Bo offered a smile of his own as he dipped his head in greeting to the other Pegasus.  "What are you cooking up today?"  He addressed the stranger as casually as old friends, but Bo was fairly certain he had never met this one before.  "I had to come over to investigate.".

Fry looked at the stallion, He hasnt seen him before around here. And he's good at remembering ponies "Just selling Hotdogs and Burgers to hungry ponies on the way to work as usual" He said

"It smells divine."  His bright lilac eyes turned from the pony to his cart.  "I will take one of each, please."  there was a pouch of bits hidden within the stallion's vest, and Bo reached for payment as his focus returned to the pale Pegasus.  Again, Bo cast a smile in his direction.  "What's your name?"

"Im Fried Crisp. Or Fry for short" He said as he put a burger and a hotdog on a plate on the counter

"Fry." He repeated the other's name with a nod. It was easy enough to remember. "It is a pleasure to meet you. My name is Bohemian Rhapsody. But you can call me Bo."

"Alright then, Bo, I have never seen you around here. Where are you from?" Fry said turning his grill off for a small break

He noted that Fry had flipped the switch to turn the grill off with a silent grin.  "I'm not from anywhere in particular.  I've been traveling since I was a young colt.  My family lives in Cloudsdale right now, and I live everywhere and nowhere."  Bo realized it was rather confusing.  He paid for the food and in a less-than dainty manner, he scarfed down the hot dog and the hamburger - he had a vast appetite since he was so often taking to the skies.

"If you intend to take a break, Fry, can I treat you to a drink at the tavern?"

"Sure" He said pushing his stall into the little garage right next to his house

Bo waited until the cart had been safely put away before starting off toward the tavern down the road, keeping a slow pace.  "And where do you come from, Fry?"

"Im from Cloudsdale, but I moved here a while ago. I travel between cloudsdale and ponyville with my cart regularly" he said walking next to him

Bo nodded, he assumed his fellow Pegasus was from Cloudsdale, though the Crimson pony had never spent enough time in the city in the sky to have made any acquaintances or friends there. Friday was cute, in his own way, and appeared to be quite young.  "It's always nice to meet a fellow traveler."  As they approached the tavern,  he open the tavern door with the use of a wing, offering a charming grin.  "After you."

"Oh, thanks" Fry went in and sat down on one of the seats around a table "What are you getting?" He asked, looking at the price sign of the tavern

Bo took a seat across from Fry, and his eyes turned to the price sign. "Something strong," he answered vaguely with a cool smile. He was not normally a drinker, but today was different. When a server approached the pair, Bo simply said, "Give me your best, sir.". The waiter turned his attention to Fry.

"Just a scotch as usual, thanks" Fry looked around the tavern noticing there werent much ponies here

The pony taking the stallions' orders dashed away, and Bohemian Rhapsody's eyes followed him as he went.  "Do you come here often, Fry?"  There was little time for Bo to ask questions, as the server pony was swift to return to a scotch for Fry, and something in a larger glass for Bo - scotch, from the look of it.  He nodded in gratitude, and as with the burder and hot dog, Bo took all of his drink with one enormous swig.  His face contorted, uncertain of what he was drinking.  All he knew was that there was a definitely a great deal of alcohol in the now-empty glass.  "Yum," he remarked with an ironic laugh.

Fry drank all of it as well, giving him a little smile "Im used to the taste" He said chuckling a little "Well Im usually here after work, but only for a short time"

The drink was like liquid fire, warming him from the inside - but it would take more than that. An ivory colored hoof raised to indicate another round to the server. "Well," he began, head turning to look straight at his newfound companion. "My job takes me from place to place. Ponyville usually makes for a nice day, with an occasional interesting evening from time to time."

"Thats nice" Fry said taking the glass the waiter just put on the table "So.. any kids?" he asked, drinking a bit slower this time

He muttered a quiet 'thank you' to the waiter pony, who moved along.  He is good at his job, Bo thought absently as he took hold of his second drink.  As with the first, it was gone in one gulp.  Now, he felt warm in his hooves and working its way each of his limbs.  He didn't grimace this time around.  When Fry asked about foals, Bo could not help but chuckle as he shook his head.  "Kids?  No, nothing of the sort.  What about you?  Any little family waiting for you at home?"

"No, I had a few loves but.. not really have the time for a family" He said resting his head on his hooves while he took another sip

It felt as if the alcohol was coursing through his veins, sweet and relaxing. He leaned back in the wooden chair, eyes fixed on Fry's as he spoke. "I am seldom in one place for long. I would make a truly awful father," he remarked with a laugh. "Is that something you desire? To settle down, perhaps set up shop permanantly somewhere?"

"Hehe, kids are maybe an Idea when Im older but.. I just dont have the time" He said laughing and drinking the rest in his glass

The thought of having a spouse and children amused him so - he couldn't stop his smiling now.  "So, Fry."  The waiter stallion glanced his way, and Bo gave him another affirmative nod - one more round for both of them.  He looked back to Fry.  "What do you do in your infrequent spare time?  Everyone needs some luxury time."