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Thanks a bunch Alison! Also, fun fact: my name's Allison, too! If that is your real name...

Bright Idea chuckled at Gear Grinder's statement. What a strange pony! She didn't mind, though. "Fantastic," she said to Solven. "I could show you over there whenever you're ready if you like. It's right by the nicest little bakery. Sugar Cube Corner, that's what it's called." She remembered her new cupcakes! She would have to pick them up for the meeting tomorrow. No sense in eating all twelve of them by herself.

Bright Idea nodded in agreement, overcome with excitement for their new project. "Will you all be staying in Ponyville then? I'm staying at The Heavy Hooves Inn right in town!"

"Alright! Let me just check our position on the map," Bumble grumbled as he retrieved the hand sketched map from his bag. The map was less than detailed, drawn by one of the elderly villagers he had met in a bar, claiming to be an old adventurer himself. He looked back and forth from his map to his compass a few times before deciding they must be going the right way, only hoping that the map was right. Showing all the bold determination he could muster, he nodded and replaced the map in his bag. "It shouldn't be that much further East."

"Awesome! We're on our way to find the Silverhoof tribe right now! We can't be much further." He gathered the things that fell out of his saddlebags and stood up, brushing off the dirt from his vest. "I'm Bumble B. by the way."

"That's right!" Bumble agreed. "Adventure is...my middle name...and stuff." He cleared his throat awkwardly and glanced around. "So....do you want to come with or something? Because, I mean, I don't really have...I mean, I wouldn't mind. I don't have a partner. And it would probably be safer than going back to the village alone."

Bumble B. shrugged with a light smile. "Well, I'm not exactly heading somewhere you probably want to go. I'm treasure hunting right now, searching for the fabled Silver Statue. I can give you a good idea of how to get back to a village, though." He beamed with pride, trying to appear humble and boast at the same time.

As Bumble continued to bumble through the woods, following what he hoped was a working compass, he began to feel a growing sense of dread in his stomach. 'What if I'm not going the right way?' he thought with worry. 'I could be stuck out here forever and never be found!' At that precise moment, he tripped over yet another tree root. Well, he thought it was a tree root at first. He threw an annoyed glance over his shoulder to see he had actually fallen over a sleeping pegasus mare! "Oh gosh, I'm sorry!" he exclaimed.

Not nearly as nimbly as the adventurous Daring Do, but determined none the less, Bumble B. trekked through the dense underbrush in search of the same treasure. He had lived in the area for about a year, constantly hearing rumors and legends about the Silverhoof tribe and their treasure. Feeling that itch that he always got after staying in one place for too long, he decided to go searching for the treasure. "This may take a while," he grumbled as he tripped over a root.

"Think of the fame and glory!" Bright Idea said to Solven. "Think of how much easier it will make your life! And other ponies lives, too. Why, it could revolutionize the world!" It was too late to talk her out of it now. She had a vision implanted neatly into her brain and there was no getting rid of it.

Bright Idea was a bit surprised the other ponies weren't as interested as Gear. She furrowed her brow and asserted, "I'm interested. Nopony's ever done that before. We could make history!"

"Well, what if you made a machine to fire that crossbow for you so you don't even need to work it?" Bright Idea asked curiously. She chuckled as she realized she was getting ahead of herself as usual. "The name's Bright Idea," she introduced. "Brainstormer extraordinaire. "

not bad on my main computer! my laptop is a joke though...

Everything after "exiting and entering the train," went in one ear and out the other. "As a matter of fact, yes!" Bright Idea exclaimed, scootching over her chair to make room for the new ponies. "I've never been on a train before, though, so I wanted to hear all about one before I did anything about my little idea. Sit, sit! Have lunch with us!" She beamed innocently at Gear Grinder, or Twisted Gear as he had been introduced by the mare a table over. Enthusiasm radiated from her. How lucky she was to have so many ponies to brainstorm with!