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- >Day literature in Equestria
- >It's the big day!
- >Your new book has been rocketing to the top of the charts, and you're about to have your first book signing.
- >The book was the result of your observations since winding up in Equestria.
- >You wrote it as a self-help book of sorts.
- >You polish a copy of the book, then stand it up, smiling at the title.
- >"Who's A Silly Pony? Accepting the Quirks Within Ourselves"
- >Hardly a day goes by without somep0ny stopping you on the street and getting excited about how much the book had changed their life.
- >Already you could see ponies lining up outside the bookstore.
- >Straightening your tie, you take a seat.
- >The doors open, and you smile.
- >The day mostly goes smoothly. Many books are signed, some cutie marks are signed, and you give a few slapped together words of wisdom now and then.
- >Eventually, an orange pony in a trench coat, stetson, and over-sized sunglasses comes up, looking around nervously.
- >Her country girl accent brightens your smile a bit as she greets you.
- >She sets seven books in front of you, then looks over her shoulder briefly.
- >"Uh... these 're fer mah friends. Ah read yer book 'n' ah wanna share yer wisdom with th' five--SIX-- The six of 'em. They're th' best fi-er--six friends that a mare could ask fer."
- >Her face scrunches up a bit, her blonde mane pulled to the side of it.
- >You'd bet that behind those sunglasses her eyes were darting about.
- >With a smile, you open the front cover of each book in turn, writing a brief note, then signing beneath it.
- >When you get to the last one, you pause, noting that it was almost falling apart from being read so much.
- >The paper cover that it came in was taped together, and many pages had their corners turned down.
- >You pause, turning the book over in your hands. Thumbing through it a bit, you see a few passages underlined, or notes jotted in the margins.
- >The entire thing smelled faintly of apples.
- >"Err... uh.. A-Ah'm sure you've got... um... lotsa other ponies waitin' fer yer... uh... s-signature..." she stammers out, shuffling on her hooves nervously.
- >You smile over the book, then flip back to the inside cover. You write a little note on the inside again, then sign.
- >After a moment of thought, you fish out a business card, scribble something on the back, then close the book around it.
- "It's good to meet someone that gets so much out of my work, apparently."
- >You slide the book across the table.
- >With a slight blush on her cheeks, she tucks it away.
- >"Th.. thank ya kahndly, Mr. Anonymous. Y'all have a good day now, y'hear?"
- >Hastily, they run off.
- >Later that night, in the privacy of her own room, she opens the book and looks at the back of the card.
- [Saturday, 8:30pm, The Last Noodle. Dinner?]
- >Her face turns scarlet, remaining that way until she falls asleep.
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