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ACK- oof!!!

[When the earth pony can open his eyes again, he looks up at the pegasus angrily, a scowl showing his yellow teeth.]

Hey, hey, get off me!

[Eeesh. This guy needed to up his calcium intake. That and a good dentist.]

[That observation notwithstanding it appears the blue-grey pegasus is uninclined to be moved so easily.]

Not until you answer me! Come on, out with it! Who are you?

[He struggles a little but isn't getting anywhere, and finally gives up.]

Name's Jack Spicer. I'm an inventor. Will you get off me now!?

[A haughty sniff appears to be a form of acceptance, the winged pony stepping off the unlucky inventor with a nod.]

An inventor, hm?

[He doesn't look entirely convinced, but it seems to be sufficient for the time being. He gives a curt bow.]

Sanji; chef. One of the best. Also part-time voluntary sky guard.

[A roving eye scans the cape and odd facial markings.] Keep a look out for... suspicious looking individuals, that sort of thing.

[Jack gets to his hooves, dusting himself off with one of them.] And full-time jerk? All I did was walk into town, geez! Have I done anything suspicious?

[Yet?]

I said suspicious looking- [Sanji gives the cocky newcomer an emphatic tap on the chest with a hoof that didn't know its own strength. Or maybe did. Hard to tell, he's not taken much of a like to this Spicer guy.]

So what's an inventor doing in a small port like this? Hawking goods, or hauling them?

[Jack just barely manages to keep his balance, but he does, holding his glare into Sanji's eyes.]

That's profiling! For the love of Celestia, you really are a full-time jerk.

As for why I'm here, I'm, uh, just passing through. [He's hopelessly lost.]

Maybe it is, maybe I don't care.

[He's caring less and less with every word Jack is saying. Especially when those words include 'jerk'.]

[He narrows his one visible eye at the very unwelcome guest.] Then where are you going? I'm sure I'd be more than happy to help you pass through as quickly as possible.

[Jack isn't liking him too much, either. Of course, all chance for that was pretty much ruined the second Sanji flattened him against the ground.]

I was on my way to Bridlesville when I got a little turned around. But I don't need your help, thank you very much!

[Trying to duck around Sanji]

Oh, don't you now?

[Albeit only one eyebrow is visible, the way it arches is clearly not associated with the other, hidden as it is behind that yellow hair.]

[He isn't moving, but he isn't moving to stop Jack either.]

Because I could have sworn, the last time I checked, that Bridlesville was in that direction- [He points a hoof straight ahead, down the road in the opposite direction to Jack's advance.]

[...oh.]

[Jack slides to a stop, is still for a second, then turns as sharply and starts to walk the other way with as much dignity as he can. He doesn't get very far away before good smells coming from a bakery give him pause, and he hesitates outside the window, peering inside.]

[Sanji watches the lost pony with the larger part of his smirk on the mane-covered side, his eyes glittering with mirth and, when he pauses, interest.]

[He clops over to the heavenly-smelling portal, a note of understanding in his voice.]

Nothing like the smell of fresh bread to whet an appetite, and traveling can be wearying on the stomach...

[He blinks to look at Jack, then returns back to admiring the glaze on an arrangement of pastries.]

[Jack frowns when Sanji catches back up to him, quickly moving away from the window in defiance.]

Meh, those look pretty bad. I'll go look somewhere else.

[Whatever glimmerings of mischief had been lingering in the steely furred face drop out of it in an instant at Jack's repulsive comment, the chef's gaze following the inventor's movements with an icy expression.]

Good idea.

[He walks after him. Not closing the gap, but not losing any distance either.]

[He stays firmly on the ground as he does so, too. The way his wings are tucked in close to his body is almost like they've been pocketed away, almost as if they've been forgotten about.]

[Jack glances over his shoulder at him, then back at the road, then back at the other pony. He tries to pretend like the pegasus isn't there, but that only works for so long. Finally, he turns around.]

Why are you following me?

[Sanji takes his time in stopping, but he certainly doesn't get too close. He gives Jack a look which could be misinterpreted as boredom if it wasn't so focused.]

Because I don't like you, therefore I don't trust you, therefore I want to make sure you find your way out of here before you prove me right.

[Say what you want about the blunt approach, but Sanji was an honest pony.]

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Geez, you must be really popular, huh? [Jack turned away again, marching on down the street.] Do you treat all visitors like this?

[He stops suddenly, turning back around and giving Sanji a mischievious grin.]

You know, I've been traveling for a long time, and I don't think I can keep going without some rest. Where's the nearest inn?

[Oooh, this pony was really starting to get his goat.]

I could make several recommendations, but those ones are in Bridlesville. [A pause.] Or further away.

[These answers were true enough, and certainly 'helpful' in Sanji's sight, yet that small, not-entirely-welcome voice that all ponies ahd and all ponies listened to was nagging and nagging and oh bother it all this had better be worth it-]

... but there is a stable I could point you to. [The admittance is reluctant to say the least.]

Oh yeah? Thank you very much. [The mockery is just dripping off his words.] Maybe you're not such a sucky guard pony after all.

Just point me in the right direction.

[Don't be a bad representitive don't be a bad representitive don't be a bad representitive... Sanji has to repeat the advice to himself like a mantra to resist the urge to 'point' the way with the underside of his back hooves. He still wasn't used to customs of this place, but he wanted to prove he was a good hearted sort.]

[Besides, the mares loved those angelic types.]

[His wings fluff out involuntarily.] Right. This. Way.

[He does a strong about-face that leaves a heavy u-turn score in the turf, stomping off in the direction of the hostel without any show of benevolence.]

[Jack trotted along cheerfully behind Sanji, laughing to himself. He hadn't intended to stay in this town (indeed, he hadn't meant to come to it at all), but now that he was he felt like he could make the best of it. Maybe even make a profit out of it.]

[Provided he could get the owner of the stable to let him stay despite the fact that he was completely out of bits.]

This town is kind of, uh... quaint I guess.

Mm.

[Sanji keeps walking at a brisk, heavy-hooved pace. As far as he's concerned, the sooner he gets to the inn and the fewer words wasted in the meantime the better. The fact that he keeps making dents in the floor seems to pass him by.]

[Stomp stomp stomp stomp stomp-]

[Perhaps if Sanji were less inclined to be so grumpy about leading his charge, he would notice the little red unicorn bounding up and practically crashing into the larger pegasus.]

SANJI! Sanji, who's this? [He spins on Jack, looking intense.] Who're you? You're new in town? [He grins] Sanji, you're helping him? Fantastic!

Is he doing a good job helping you, sir? The duty of the city guard you know, making sure everypony has a good stay in town. [He gets right up in Jack's face] How would you rate your service so far?

[Whoa, okay. Who was this loser and why did he have to get right in his face?]

[Jack staggers a few steps back, looking annoyed.] Who am I? Who are you?

[Pause.] But, as long as your asking, I rate my service a point five. Better fire this one.

Hey wh-? What do you mean point five?!

[Sanji had been giving Hajime a very dry, eye-rolling sort of smile when the blow lands on the back of his head. He whirls around, looking somewhat betrayed not a little bit angry.]

I'm showing you to an inn, and I was going to get you on your way as soon as possible before that! What's the deal?!

My Little Pirate: Nakama is a Kick to the Face

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If I mess up pony slang I apologize. |'D

I'm not exactly a pro at it myself XD

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