Dimension Hop 13-The End

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>One month.
>You had stayed under the watchful eye of the royal family of Equestria for a solid month.
>Neither hide nor hair of Discord ever passed into your vision again, your internet's connection useless to you now that you couldn't comprehend your keyboard.
>Not even muscle memory could help you there.
>Fuck Discord with a rake.
>Pictures always made sense though. Concepts and music as well. Just not words or numbers of any shape or size.
>Cadance had tried to guide you in the ways of LOVE.
>Her efforts involved sock puppets, pictures, flowers and interpretive dance.
>Suffice to say, you got that you were supposed to bring flowers.
>Apparently, roses double as chocolate, considering mares can eat em.
>But for as much as Discord fucked you up, you felt grateful to him.
>And thankful that you had a friend that could be there for you for 3000 years and give you the boot to the backside you needed.
>You were always relying on that chat too much, the members in it like your psyche's counsel.
>Your gear, reduced to a couple of spritzes from your canister that practically nulled diseases, (you caught p0ny pox and were going to have none of that shit,) laptop with a seemingly infinite battery, (thanks Discord for giving me infinite time with something I can't use anymore,) and your boots.
>Not one charge of your boots were used in that month. Kinda felt unnatural to walk so much again. But you needed to conserve the power for the eventual trip.
"So I guess I'm going now."
>Of course, what they heard was garbled nonsense.
>But they knew you meant well.
>"Urd. nur nur, Smpm!"
>You give Cadance a hug, Shining a brofist, Celestia and Luna a bow, and Jump.
>To Ponyville.
>Yeah, fuck running into Canterlot in the other dimension.
>Finding the alleyway and house that the CSI P0nyville crew found you at, you take a look around and Jump.
>For reals this time.


>You land in the middle of the night.
>Apparently you must have made some kind of noise, lights turn on in the houses nearby.
(Shit.)
>No time to be wishy washy now, mother bucker.
>...not that your wording mattered anymore.
>Your things are all gone, nothing remaining at the window, and no light coming from there.
>You breathe in and walk to the front door, delivering a crisp knock.
>You hear footsteps and speech from the other side of the door.
>You have since become adept in comprehending emotions in words, since you can't understand jack shit else.
>"O', vp,omh, o', vp,omh. Djrrdj, ejp pm rwirdytos vpi;f oy nr sy yjod jpit?"
>The door opens, and a sleepy-eyed Bon Bon answers the door.
>She looks up wearily, looking you up and down.
>You wave and smile.
>"O', hpmms mrrf dp,r vpggrr."
>She walks back in, and waves a hoof, implying you can come in.
>"Kidy doy tohjy yjrtr imyo; O gohitr piy jpe esdyrf O s,."
>You comply and take a seat on the couch while Bon Bon closes the door and heads to the kitchen to brew some coffee.
>Bon Bon continues on talking to you for a good five minutes until you motion that you don't understand her.
>She just rolls her eyes, and takes a few sips of the coffee.
>After a few more minutes, she is fully awake, and a look of concern grows across her face as she looks at you.
>"Upi... upi'tr trs;, strm'y upi? Upi'tr pmr pg yjpdr... ji,sm yjomhd djr idrf yp ys;l yp pm yjr [pmumry."
>You reeeally wish you could comprehend when they said names. or just about anything, really.
"Lyra?"
>You are unsure if you managed to say it right or not. You sound it out again for good measure.
"Lirr rah?"
>":utd?"
>What were you expecting? Still can't tell if she understands.
>You sigh, sinking into the couch.
>"Jp;f pm gpt KIDY s ,p,rmy."
>Bon Bon gets up and picks a hat off of a rack near the door...
>It's Fiddlesticks' hat!
>A voice like an angel spouting of baby babble comes from the stairwell.
>"Npm Npm... ejrtr'f upi hp?"
>You turn and come face to face with her.
>Lyra Heartstrings.
>Th-thump.
>Th-thump.
>A beating heart whizzes from your boots to Lyra, Bon Bon watching mouth agape.
>A surge of music and emotion fills you.
---
>You were attracted to her cheery personality.
>She was just so friendly, it didn't matter who you were or where you were from.
>You were lonely, on a dying rock. You wanted an escape, and she was it.
>You went through troubles.
>You were inexperienced and asked for the aid of others.
>It took you far too long to fin an inner strength.
>Lyra was already in love.
>You were jealous, and your love for her grew primarily from this.
>But now that she's calmed from her spurned lover, and you from her words, you can understand each other.
>Emotions aren't things of logic, you remember someone saying that to you.
>It's more about feeling it.
>And now, you don't feel love.
>Just regret, and sorrow.
>You essentially ruined her relationship because you could travel dimensions.
>Never thought about just GOING TO HIS DIMENSION, SCOOPING HIM UP, AND BRINGING HIM TO HER.
>OR VICE VERSA, HUH IDIOT?
>So this is what Cadance's lovey dovey bullshit power did.
>Put everything in perspective.
>But why?
>Why was it making you not love Lyra?
>The answer found itself.
>She wants a friend.
>And you want a friend.
>It's far too early to say whether or not it'll grow into something more.
>But for now...
>Just give her a damn hug!
---
>Lyra seemed to come out of a similar state as you were just in.
>She looks into your eyes, then breaks the contact.
>You stand.
>You walk right over to the mare.
>You get down to her level.
>And you give that bitch a hug,
>Bitches love hugs.
>She begins to cry, and so you break apart.
>However, you are stopped by none other than Lyra herself, who holds you tighter around your neck.
>"O', dpttu!"
"I'm sorry too, Lyra."
>And hey, this time, you're here to stay.
>For the start of something...beautiful.

>...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X4xD-q9I-8I
References in order of appearance.
Leucine
Hotdiggedydemon
Betty Spaghetti
Aether-zombie week
Shermanator-MLA
whoever did the EMPRAH destroys Equestria stories
that guy that did a lyra oneshot for finger licking fetish action
Sorcerer-Sorcanon
RT-second life
myself for some reason
Navarone-Diaries of a madman
Unamazing Writefag, Molestia and Shermanator-tartarus
Mandroid-Anon and Mous
LynxAmurie-Daema
DukeofDerpy-Applejack the Ripper
Atlas-Clover (dude, finish the story)
Zuul
Ponygone-FTTD
RnR-P0ny in Human EQ
Sudo-Fiddlesticks
Chronicler-Xillian
MisterelGuapo, Wuten, Aligheri, DukeofDerpy, Thescooter-The Anondads
Sorcerer again, as himself
Pike-survivor Anon
Aether-AFLIM and STB
Shermanator-the anon actor shorts
Forge-forgenon
Fallout Equestria
MisterElGuapo-Prince of Equestria
All the dudes from the chat, r-p or not.


>...
>You and Lyra have gotten it down to a simple system based on musical cues.
>A certain combination of notes meant different things, and you could comprehend the bars on the sheet music easily enough.
>After a few days of going on like that, you have found yourself welcome in P0nyville, being welcomed quite warmly by Lyra and Bon Bon, and subsequently the ponies they knew, so on and so forth.
>Lyra's proof of discovery of humans was a large breakthrough for interdimensional relations, and Celestia herself came to congratulate her.
>She seemed not to really mind you.
>Whatever works works, you guess.
>Lyra plays the notes to signify someone is coming.
>You reply with a whistle for "I'm coming to you."
>Chuckling to yourself at the innuendo, you find Lyra staring out the window, a familiar figure dressed in an outlandish white coat.
"Is that... fight to the death guy?"
>Oh, right, no comprehendo.
>>Person Me Met. I Meet.
>She responds with an OK tone.
>Walking outside, he notices you.
>He motions to a p0ny off in an alleyway, who runs away immediately.
>A music player begins to blare the rock music from the alley.
>Ah, fighting mood music.
>"Sj, Smpmu,pid! Er ,rry shsom...gpt yjr ;sdy yo,r!"
>You motion to your mouth and ears, shaking your head.
>"Upi vdm'y imfrtdysmf ,r smu,ptr? Hppf. O s;esud ;olrf ;rsbomh yjr ys;lomh yp ,u godyd smuesu!"
>He starts to run at you, doing flips and shit like he's a freakin power ranger.
>You had set your boots to short range teleport ever since you came back to the world.
>And after all that shit fighting Rindir, you weren't about to let this smarmy jerk kill you. Doubly so because you weren't going to leave Lyra ever again.
>Ever, if you could help it.
>You sidestep him, spinning around for a powerful side kick with your boots adding weight to the kick.
>They were about 35 pounds each, so there was some serious damage to be done.
>Hey, maybe you could even help applebuck what with the crazy leg strength you've got now.
>FTTD guy places a hand on your leg, lifting himself to be on top of it.
>"Movr yru!"
"Mover yourself, dick!"
>Not that wither one of you actually UNDERSTOOD each other.
>You bring your leg down quickly, slapping a backfist to where he would be.
>He instead leaps off you one-handedly, and then rushes you again once he lands.
>You aim a short Jump to right behind him.
>He pretty much loses it when you disappear.
>"UPIBR HPYYS NR DJOYYOM <R!"
>When you land, you immediately get in a solid kick into his back, sending him a good 4 feet before he lands on his face.
>"Pj...od YJSY yjr esu upi esmms [;su oy?"
>He grins, wiping the blood off of his forehead, and gets back to his feet.
>He moves towards you deliberately now, not chancing you appearing behind him while he runs.
"Good show, kid, but not clever enough!"
>You run towards him instead.
>He pulls a roundhouse into your face, but you've already Jumped.
>HE continues the kick all the way around himself, but can't find you.
>"Ejsy yjr..."
>He finally looks above...too late.
>You slam into him with both feet, leaving imprints on his face.
>He isn't dead or unconscious though, dude's got some serious fortitude.
>You Jump back down to ground level to deliver another kick, but he catches it and throws you into a building with the inertia you added.
>You didn't break through the wall or anything, but it still hurt.
>You get up slowly, waiting for FTTD to make the first move.
>He waits as well.
>You consider using Rindir's tactics on him...but decide to just end it the easy way.
"Hey faggot!"
>You split a disk from your boots and run up to him.
>He pulls some kind of street fighter spin kick through the air, but you don't give a shit.
>You pull up one leg, letting the boots block the hit, and when he falls over from slamming his shin into your metal one, you place the disk inbetween your arms.
>You and he both Jump.

>You land back in the p0nyville of the world you just inhabited for the last month.
>Before dude can react, you Jump again to Canterlot, you and he slamming into the marble floor at Celestia's feet.
>Er...hooves.
>"Ejsy od hpomh om jrtr? Smpm?"
>You rip the disc back out from the guy's arm and give him a salute.
"So long, death-obsessed! I don't KILL anyone. Tell Discord hi for me!"
>And with two more Jumps you are safe at home, with Lyra.

>...
>"So...what happened to his stuff, anyway?"
"Oh, well the minute he left it, the CMC found it and began to try to crusade as cyborgs. BonBon only found the hat, and Lyra took the book for part of her thesis on humans and other dimensions."
>You are Discord.
>Spirit of Chaos.
>Creator of Equestria number (who gives a shit)
>"Well that was interesting. I guess I'd better kill myself now so I can go on to the next world."
>You have been talking to mister fight to the death.
>Well, his name was ALSO Anonymous, but who cares?
"Oh, leaving so soon? But we haven't even begun the sequel!"
>"Nah, I'm out."
"Suit yourself."
>He pulls out a knife, and commits sodoku.
GOOD END