Britanon in Equestria - Chapter 3

>You awaken with a start. Wherever you are, it's too dark to see.
>You're confused and scared. For a second you swore you could hear your friend frantically calling out for you.
>Then you remembered the events of the day before, and sighed.
>"Right, yes, of course. Horses." you mutter to yourself.
>It's strange how well you're taking all of this. You thought being kidnapped-
>Well, okay, RESCUED, lets not make accusations-
>By multicoloured, magical talking horses would freak you out. At least a little bit.
>Maybe the whole thing is just TOO strange? It's so strange, that it's come out the other side as normal maybe?
>You decide to stop worrying about it for now. At least you're still alive.
>And the yellow one seemed nice. The purple one, less so. But then again, you probably startled them as much as they you.

>After a few minutes, your eyes adjust to the dark.
>You're in a house, of some kind. You seem to be lying down on the floor in the middle of the room. The front room, judging by the chairs and fireplace.
>Someone put a blanket over you and a pillow under your head, which was nice of hem. Your clothes are in a neat pile next to you. Which must mean...
>You lift the blanket.
>Yep, you're naked. You also feel cleaner?
>You're deeply uncomfortable with the idea of being stripped and washed while you sleep, but you force yourself to not freak out.
>They're horses, after all. They didn't seem to care about themselves being naked, so perhaps they thought you'd feel the same?
>Whatever, time to get up. As quietly as you can, you slip out from under the blanket and try to get dressed.
>There's a large amount of bandage wrapped around your ankle, put you can just manage to put a sock over it and stuff it into your shoe. You grit your teeth as you feel a twinge of pain.
>It seems to be getting lighter outside, you can now make out various cages and birdhouses scattered around the room. They all seem to be occupied by a bird or animal of some kind. All of them seem to be sleeping.
>It was definitely a good idea to be quiet. You push yourself to your feet... and immediately hit your head on the ceiling.
>FUCK
>You sharply inhale with pain, but somehow stop yourself crying out. So you have to stoop down in this house, that's okay!
>And so what if your ankle still hurts like a bitch, it's fine!
>Just limp through that doorway, and don't scream, and everything will be happy fun times!

>You seem to have limped into a kitchen. It seems surprisingly close in design to a human kitchen. There's a sink with a drying board next to it. There's even a fridge!
>At this point, your body decides to make some demands. You're hungry, thirsty, and you really need a piss.
>The first two you can easily solve. You take an apple from the fruit bowl on the side and put it in your pocket. Then you take a small (well, small for you) cup that's been left out to dry and fill it from the sink.
>You're surprised and delighted at how cool and deliciously refreshing the water here is. Much better than the stuff at home! You decide to help yourself to another two cups of it.
>Those two needs satisfied, you tiptoe your way through the front room again and out the door.
>From outside, you can get a better idea of the house. It seems to be a lovely little thatched-roof cottage, with grass growing on top.
>The garden is full of birdhouses as well, with a little dirt path leading over a bridge and to a road.
>More importantly, there's a nice big tree just down the path. Jackpot!
>You limp over to it, make sure nobody is watching, and do your business. With that done, you then sit down on the house's porch to eat your apple, and watch the sunrise.

>As you bite into the fruit, your eyes widen. A solitary tear of joy drips down your cheek.
>This apple. This fucking apple man.
>IT'S THE BEST APPLE EVER!
>The crunch! The taste! The juiciness! It was like someone has distilled everything good about apples, and combined them into the ultimate apple!
>You're beginning to regret wishing this was a dream earlier. Everything seemed to be absolutely wonderful so far.
>As if just to prove you right, the sun then began its glorious ascent into the sky. You could safely call it one of the most beautiful sights you'd ever seen.
>You wanted to say 'could this day get any better?', but as you open your mouth there's a gasp in the air above you.
>There's a pegasus floating there. A blue one, this time. And its hair is short and rainbow coloured.
>Miniature flying rainbow horses! Well, now you've seen everything!
>Not even bothering to stop eating, you raise a hand and wave at it. In response, it flies away over the house and out of sight.
>"Great, I've scared off another one" you say to yourself. "It's probably getting an angry mob together or something.'
>Wait, would it actually do that? Shit, maybe it would. You've no idea.
>Perhaps it'd be best to go back inside, and wait to see what happens.
>You take a few more bites out of the apple, before chucking the core into a bush and opening the door.
>You then close it as quietly as you can, make your way to your 'bed', and sit down cross-legged on it.
>Now, you wait.