[FR] Anon and Brainon Prequel 2: Day two

>Day 2 in ???
>The sun is nearing it's peak as you make your way through this apple orchard you had the good fortune to stumble into after exiting that forest.
>A mixture of exhaustion and hunger has you sit down once you reach what you deem to be the shadiest tree present.
>After a moment of catching your breath your stomach groans and aches.
>'You haven't eaten anything since you were back home. Think whoever owns this place would mind if you ate an apple or two?'
>You set your bat down and grab an apple that doesn't look too beat up.
>A quick look over it shows that it's fresh and unbruised.
>Deciding it is in good condition, you take a deep bite.
>... This is the juiciest apple you have ever tasted.
'So, think there are more humans here?'
>'Dunno, there's definitely something smart here. You don't just make a farm by accident.'
'Yeah. Hope they're friendly...'
>You sigh and take another bite from the apple.
>How are apples here so tasty?
>You feel a bit better, having something in your stomach is helping.
>After swallowing your mouthful of apple, you take a deep inhale and gag.
>Something stinks.
>Oh... it's you.
>You smell like a weaker version of that wood-wolf gas.
>Your clothes are dirty and have small cuts on them.
>The need to take a shower has never been stronger.
>As you rest, you are caught off guard by a high pitched shriek.
>”Aaaaaaaaah!”
>You flinch and try to find the source of the scream.
>”Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis! There's a mon...”
>The voice is fading, hooves galloping away as it does.
>'Guess this place has horses.'
'They have Pegasi, maybe it was one of those?'
>You sigh and take another bite of your pilfered produce.
>Might as well face the owners of this orchard like a man.


>It's been about 4 minutes and you have finished your first apple and started on a second.
>As you munch on the fruit, hooves approach.
>You look to the source of the steps and see a small, cute orange horse sporting a stetson with it's mane done into a ponytail.
>It looks at you.
>Strange enough, it has near human like eyes.
>”H-hey! Are ya friendly or an apple thievin' varmint?”
>'Holy shit! did that horse just talk?!?'
>Too tired to panic, you rationalize what might be going on.
'Alien world. I guess horses were the dominant species here.'
>Looking to the horse, you respond plainly.
“Friendly... you?”
>It seems to calm down, only to look at you with a hint of anger.
>”Considerin' ya seem ta be feastin' on mah families apples, Ah don't rightly know.”
“Sorry, I only had two, if that helps.”
>The horse looks a bit embarrassed.
>”Oh, uh, ya sure? I just, well, considerin' yer... size, I figured... n-never mind.”
>You place a hand on your stomach.
>'Did it just call you fat?'
>You look behind the orange horse and see a smaller yellow one hiding.
>”S-sis? Is the monster go-EEP!”
>'Oh, so it's a girl horse. The ponytail was kind of a big clue.'
'Never assume, guys can have ponytails too... and higher pitch voices.'
>”He ain't a monster Applebloom, he is just a different species.”
>You wave to the smaller horse.
“Hi, sorry about taking a couple of apples, hadn't eaten anything for a couple days.”
>”Beg yer pardon?”
>You rub the back of your head, thumb pointing behind you
“Yeah, I was lost in those woods back there after... well, after I'm not sure. I just woke up in those woods with my bat. No idea how I got there, or wherever this place is.”
>The older horse nods, she seems to believe you.
>”Ah see, 'n yer certain ya don't know where ya are?”
>You shake your head.
“No, where I come from, there are no talking horses, pegasi, wolves made of wood, or-...”
>”Or?”
>'Hey, why'd you stop? Ran out of things that aren't on Earth?'
'No, I just don't think I should tell them about you, I still don't think you exist either. Hell, this all points to me being insane.'
>'I do exist! You aren't insane either.'
'So YOU say.'
>Fumbling with the fruit in your hands, you look to it.
“Or... apples this juicy.”
>The horse gives a smirk of pride.
>”Ah shucks sugarcube, that ain't nothin' but good ol' Apple family love.”
“Ah, so it's just this orchard then?”
>”That's right! Ain't any apple in all of Equestria as good as a Sweet Apple Acres apple!”
>Smiling, you give off a soft chuckle.
“Good to know... oh, should probably give you my name.”
>You cough and stand, extending a hand.
“I'm Anonymous, Anon for short.”
>”'N I-Hrrrk!”
>The horse covers her nose and turns her head.
>'Ah, right. The wolf gas.'
“Sorry. I got blasted by some nasty gas after beating a couple of wooden wolves.”
>The girl nods and steps back.
>”They're called timber wolves. Ngh, if ya want, ya can use our facilities ta freshen up.”
“Thanks... Uh...”
>”Oh! Ah'm Applejack, 'n this here is mah sister Applebloom.”
>'They are apple farmers named APPLEjack and APPLEbloom. Their parents must not have been very creative.'
'Maybe it's a family tradition or something.'
>You give the horse a nod.
“Thanks Applejack, I could really go for a shower.”
>She motions for you to follow her.
>You try to keep some distance so you don't force them to sniff your nasty B.O. or scare the little horse.
>'The small one kinda looks like a pony.'
'What is a pony anyway?'
>'I think it's a small horse.'
'Wouldn't Applejack be a pony too? She's a lot smaller than any horse I've ever seen'
>Curious, you decide to get some clarification.
“Excuse me, Applejack?”
>”Yes Anon?”
“Not to seem rude, but do you refer to your species as horses or ponies?”
>”Ponies, why do ya ask?”
“Just curious.”
>You arrive at a two story house, a large red barn is not too far from it.
>”Tha bathroom's upstairs sugarcube.”
“Thanks, I'll be-”
>”Applejack, sweetie, is that you?”
>A green and wrinkle covered pony steps into the hallway you are in.
>”Did ya handle tha- SWEET APPLE SAUCE! What in tarnation is that?!”
>You swear it just jumped out of its skin.
>”Big Mac! Big Mac! Tha monster made it inta tha house!”
>A large masculine looking red pony walks out beside the green elder one.
>It stops and stares at you, expression stoic.
>You wave while raising one of your eyebrows in confusion.
“Hi?”
>”Howdy.”
>The elder pony seems to calm down as you and the big red one stare at each other in equal parts confusion and curiosity.
>”O-oh... hello... are ya some sorta monster?”
“Technically I think I'm an alien. Monster though? Nope.”
>”A-ah see, sorry for callin' ya out like that. Ya can never tell 'round here. Heh, mistook ya fer some sorta diamond dog.”
>Stunned, you feel the need to get clarification again.
“... You have dogs made of diamonds?”
>Applejack chuckles.
>”No, though we have crystal ponies.”
>'This place is weird.'
'Different. Weird is a subjective term. One I wouldn't use to describe this place... not just yet anyways.'
>You feel the need to apologize, even if you did not do anything wrong.
“Sorry if I scared you. I'm Anon.”
>”Heh, least ya have manners. Ah'm Granny Smith. This is mah grandson Big Mac 'n I believe ya met mah granddaughters Applejack 'n Applebloom.”
>'Okay, the big one is a boy, the older one is a girl. Starting to see some sexual dimorphism between them.'
>”Oh! Granny, ah offered Anon here a shower. He... kinda needs it.”
>The elder woman takes a sniff and her entire body shivers.
>”O-Oh, g-go right ahead then Anon! 'N please be thorough, ya smell like somethin' a cat would drag in.”
“I'll... do that.”
>After a bit of awkward shuffling around the ponies you head upstairs.
>Applejack calls up before you reach the top of the staircase.
>”It's tha first door ta yer right!”
“Thank you!”
>You head inside and find the shower.
>It's pony sized.
>'Well, this'll be enjoyable.'
>The entire ordeal is awkward and time consuming, but you are able to cleanse yourself of every piece of grime you've accumulated since you've arrived.
>Your clothes are still dirty and bear the stench of the timber wolf gas.
>Since you don't have anything else to wear, you grudgingly redress yourself with your tattered outfit.
>After you finish dressing, you head back downstairs.
>Applejack is waiting for you.
>”Anon, ya look better. Still smell a bit... ripe?”
“Yeah, it's my clothes.”
>”Why don't ya toss em then?”
“I don't have a spare set or else I would.”
>”... Why do ya need a spare set?”
>You look at her, a bit disturbed by what she said.
“I can't just run around nude, that's just... gross.”
>'Anon... You do realize that no one else here is wearing clothes, right?.'
'What?'
>”Anon, are ya calling me gross?”
>Oh crap, they aren't wearing any actual clothing.
“N-No! I mean, gross for my species to be walking around naked! I-It's a cultural thing. I-gah!”
>”Whoa, whoa! Settle down, ah get it. No need ta get yer tongue twisted now.”
>You wipe the sweat off your forehead and look down.
“S-sorry. Just, didn't think before I opened my mouth.”
>'I'll say. How did you not notice that?'
'How did you notice and I didn't? I thought you said you were MY brain! How can you notice something and I don't?'
>'I... don't know. You mean you seriously didn't notice?'
'No, no I didn't.'
>”Anon, ya really need clothes ta feel comfortable?”
>You are pulled from your conversation by Applejack.
“I do.”
>”All right then, ah have a friend who can whip ya up some new duds faster than ya can say -Apple fritter-!”
“Really? You sure they would be able to make human clothes?”
>”H-hoomen?”
>Applebloom is peeking in, voice trembling.
>She still doesn't feel safe around you.
“Human, it's what I am.”
>”A-ah've never heard of a hoomen a'fore sis, ya sure he ain't a monster?”
>”Applebloom! Don't be rude ta our guest. Don't ya remember how it was with Zecora? Ya were tha one who showed us she was a down right swell pony. Why is it different with Anon?”
>'This has happened before?'
'She said pony. Might have just been somebody new who moved in and was different.'
>Applebloom slowly points to you.
>”Z-Zecora wasn't so... tall 'n large.”
>An awkward silence fills the room.
“I take it you don't get many bipeds?”
>Applejack nods.
>”Just dragons, diamond dogs, 'n minotaurs.”
>'Huh, this place sounds like something out of a fairy tale.'
'All we need is magic.'
>'And a bitchin sword.'
>Looking to the kid, you think you have a way to kill some of that fear she has for you.
“Applebloom, it is Applebloom, right?”
>The little girl looks at you, hiding behind the doorway.
>”Y-Yeah?”
“Can you do me a favor?”
>”Wh-what is it?”
“I left my bat by that tree you found me at. Can you grab it for me?”
>'What are you doing exactly?'
'I have an idea.'
>Applebloom is shaking as she nods.
>She runs outside as fast as she can.
>Applejack clears her throat, raising an eyebrow as she gives you an unamused stare.
>”Anon, what in tarnation was that?”
“Trying to earn some trust with a very stupid plan.”
>”So ya know it's a fool's plan yet yer still gonna do it?”
>Nodding, you look back to the door and wait.
“Eeyup.”
>It takes a few minutes before the little girl returns, carrying your bat in her mouth.
>”Eer a o.”
>She spits it out and take a couple steps back.
“Okay... now can you hold onto it for me? If you see me doing anything bad, hit me with it. All right?”
>The two sisters are giving you very confused looks.
>Applebloom gives you a confused look.
>”Oookay? Ya sure about that?”
>You nod.
“I'll trust you to keep me in check, you trust me not to do anything dumb. Sound good?”
>”... What if ah hit ya 'n you didn't do nothin' bad?”
>'This little girl is going to fuck you up, isn't she?'
>Chuckling, you flash the girl a smile.
“Then I guess I got hit for no reason.”
>Applejack is giving her sister a stern look.
>”Which won't happen. Will it Applebloom?”
>It seems to have the effect she wanted, Applebloom is standing at attention with an uneasy smile on her lips.
>”N-nope! Ah'll be a good filly! Heheh.”
>Confused, you wonder what she means.
“What's a filly?”
>Applejack walks next to you, nudging you to walk too.
>”A filly is a young mare.”
“Ah... and a mare is?”
>”A female pony.”
”Wait, so a girl and a woman?”
>”Right, what'd ya call fillies 'n mares where ya come from?”
“Horses.”
>You head out the door, Applebloom is following you and Applejack with your bat back in her mouth.


>”All right, ah think ya got it.”
>Applejack has been filling you in on the proper terms for male and female ponies as well as telling you a little about this world and the nation of Equestria.
“So this mare you were talking about, you are sure she can make human clothes? I mean, pony and human bodies are VERY different.”
>”Ah trust her, if she can make a suit fer a dragon, ah'm sure she can make somethin' fer ya.”
>You are about to enter -Ponyville-.
>'For a dominant species, these ponies really lack in creativity when it comes to naming things.'
'Yeah, seems like everything is just a pun or play on words.'
>”Anon, ya sure yer okay? Yah've zoned out almost three times durin' the walk here.”
>Turning your attention to the orange mare, you blink a couple times.
“Huh? Oh, I'm fine Applejack, just thinking... a lot.”
>”Guess ya would be. Tryin' ta figure a way home?”
“Yeah...”
>The truth is, you don't want to go home just yet.
>Things weren't exactly great when you left.
>The more you remember how you left things, the longer you want to stay here.
>Getting home later would be nice, but for now you just wanted to be away from the problems that haunted you back there.
“Applejack, mind if I ask something?”
>”Sure sugarcube.”
>You stop and wait for Applebloom.
“Why are you helping me? You don't know me, don't know if I'm telling the truth, and certainly don't know if I am a good person.”
>She chuckles and continues walking.
>”Are all humans so mistrustin'? Ah'm helping ya cause it's the right thing ta do. So what if ah don't know ya? Ya were starving, lost, 'n alone. That's all ah needed ta know about ya ta lend a hoof. Maybe ya are lyin' ta me, but ya haven't given me any reason ta think ya are. As fer the good person... guess ah'll just have ta judge ya from yer actions. Like givin' mah sister yer bat.”
>'Yeah, who gives a kid a bat to earn their trust? Next time just go with candy.'
'Hey, I figured that if I trusted her with judging and punishing me, she might loosen up a bit. Looks like it worked too, she hasn't shaken or stuttered the entire walk here.'
>You look back and the filly seems to be taking her steps more confidently, watching you and making sure you behave.
“You okay Applebloom?”
>She lets go of the bat to answer you.
>”Ah'm fine Mr. Anon, thank ya.”
'See? No stutter AND she called me Mr.'
>'All right... seemed a bit risky though; assuming she would trust you for-'
'Trusting her?'
>'... Point made.'
>”Anon!”
>The sudden call causes you to flinch and look to Applejack.
>”Ah'm serious, do ya need a doctor or somethin'?”
“No, I'm good. Would a pony doctor even work with me?”
>”Would ya prefer tha vet?”
>A good laugh is shared with Applejack before continuing your walk to see this mysterious mare.
>You pass a few buildings as you enter town.
>Some of the locals check out the -monster- marching through town.
>”We're here; Carousel Boutique.”
>'...Carousel, like a merry-go-round. A merry-go-round wi-'
'With horses, I get it.'
>You follow Applejack into the building.
>”Hello there, welcome to Carouse-AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
>A white coated unicorn with a purple mane is screaming at you.
>”Get out, get out, GET OUT!”
>Her horn shines and three blue balls of something hit you.
>They splash and slightly push you back.
“Ow?”
>She stomps and her horn shines longer, a much larger ball flies at you and hits you square in the chest.
>You take one step back and rub the impact spot.
“Okay, seriously, that one hurt.”
>”I-It didn't budge... it just took it.”
>Applejack and Applebloom step in front of you.
>”Rarity, stop! He's friendly!”
>”That's right! Mr. Anon is just here ta ask fer some clothes 'n help!”
>The unicorn looks to the sisters.
>”That... APE has a name?!”
>Furrowing your brow, you raise a hand.
“Hey, I take offense to that!”
>'Jeez, racist bitch!'
>The stuck up mare turns her back to you three and walks away.
>”Well, I certainly can see why he would! Just look at him, absolutely filthy! Frankly, I would just strip him, give him a bath, and tie him to a porch somewhere.”
>You are getting pretty pissed now.
“Do you talk to all your customers this way?”
>”No, just the one's who belong with the dogs.”
>Applejack stomps, cracking the floorboard.
>”Rarity! That was uncalled fer 'n disguistin'! He is another species yeah, but he ain't bad! I had ta remind Applebloom about Zecora, ah was hopin' ah wouldn't have ta remind ya about bein' xenophobic too!”
>The unicorn stops and sighs.
>”I... I'm sorry darling. You are right. Xenophobia... heh, I did not think I would need to learn this lesson again.”
>The unicorn turns to face you again.
>”I am sorry Mr... Anon?”
>An internal scoff runs through your mind.
>'Wow, she seriously thinks she can say that shit and you'll get over it the next fucking second? This bitch better get her head on straight beca-'
“It's fine, and it's Anonymous if you want to be formal. Anon is my nickname.”
>'Did you just... after one moment?'
'She apologized and meant it. Why shouldn't I forgive her?'
>Nodding, she makes her way back to you and the Apple sisters.
>”Right, Anonymous... Well, let me say again. Welcome to the Carousel Boutique. How may I help you?”
“Well, my clothes are kind of... yeah. Do you think you could make some replacements?”
>She looks you over once.
>As she does her horn and the cracked floorboard shine with a blue light.
>The crack fixes itself.
>”Hmmm, I would need your measurements and an idea of what you want, but... yes, I could very easily make you some replacement clothes da- urhmm, Anonymous.”
“Thanks, Miss...?”
>”Ah, I am Rarity. Fashionista extraordinaire.”
>You nod and smile.
“Thanks Rarity. Really.”


>You just spent the past hour or so fielding questions for Rarity about what clothes you wanted.
>Now you and the Apple sisters are waiting for the finished results in some sort of lobby.
>”No, no, oh just dreadful. Hmmm, Ah! Ideaaaa~”
>You try and kick your legs back and forth from your short seat as Rarity continues musing aloud to herself while working.
>The filly is looking up at you, bat set down next to the door.
>”Mr. Anon?”
“Yeah Applebloom?”
>”What were ponies like where ya came from?”
>Raising a finger, you lower it as you start to really think on what the filly asked.
“That... is a tough question.”
>'No, it's an easy one with a tough answer.'
>She is giving you the biggest pleading eyes you have ever seen.
>”Please tell me Mr. Anon? Pleeeeeeease?”
>You sigh and scratch your head.
“Ponies were called horses unless they were small. They aren't as intelligent as you all are. They are animals. We rode them, kept them as pets.”
>'Some people ate them.'
>Distracted by that obscene comment, you lose your train of thought.
“Uhhhh, we treated them as partners; not equals and not items. Partners who benefited from each other.”
>”Like we do with Winona?”
“Winona is who?”
>Applejack looks over.
>”Winona is our dog, an irreplaceable pardner.”
“Right! Wait, diamond dog?”
>Applebloom shakes her head.
>”Nah, regular dog.”
“Ah, then yeah, like Winona.”
>”Did you have a pony Mr. Anon?”
“No, ponies were expensive, they were very useful so they needed a price that made sense.”
>The filly looks down, contemplating everything you've said,
>”So... ponies were seen as valuable?”
“Very valuable, Applebloom. Which is why only a few people had them. Dogs and cats were a lot more common.”
>A joyous cry catches your attention.
>”Ah ha! Finished~”
>You stand and stretch.
“We can talk more later Applebloom, okay?”
>”Okay.”
>The filly grabs your bat and walks back next to you.
>The white Unicorn calls from the room she is in.
>”Anonymous? Can you come here a moment please?”
>You walk towards Rarity's location, your chaperones right behind you.
“Yes Rari-Whoa.”
>'Damn. Girl knows how to sew.'
>In front of you are five complete outfits.
>One for each season of the year and a very formal suit.
>”Ta da~ I call it; a year in human. Do you like?”
“I love! These are amazing!”
>You look over each one intently.
>The detail is awe inspiring.
>You would still need to try them on and make sure they fit, but amazing still.
>As you reach for what you think is the spring outfit, your hand gets slapped by a blue wave.
>”Ah ah ah! You cannot try on a single one until you rid yourself of your current clothes and bathe. These outfits deserve respect! They are literally the only clothes for a human in all of Equestria.”
>'Is she serious? They're just clothes! Besides, you already had a bath.'
'Yet we still smell like wolf gas.'
>Rubbing the back of your hand once, you look to the Unicorn.
“Have a shower I can use?”
>”Yes. Come, come.”
>Rarity leads you upstairs, magically lifting the mannequins holding your soon to be clothes up with.
>”Feel free to use any means necessary to remove the stench from your body. I will understand if some of my herbal soaps are sacrificed for the greater good.”
>Smirking, you can't help but feel a little better about your situation.
“Thanks, for the clothes and the shower.”
>”I'm always happy to help a friend of Applejack's.”
“Rarity, mind if I ask how you two know each other?”
>”Why, she and I are friends Anonymous.”
“I know, but how did you two meet? You two seem to have... differing interests.”
>”Hmm, well, we both have lived in Ponyville nearly our entire lives, so we were vaguely aware of each others presence... I think we first truly interacted the day Twilight Sparkle arrived in town.”
“Who?”
>”Twilight, our resident librarian and fellow element of harmony.”
“Element of... harmony? What is that?”
>”I will be happy to answer your questions AFTER your shower Anonymous.”
>Not paying attention, you failed to notice that you two have already arrived in Rarity's bathroom.
“Promise?”
>Rarity giggles as she looks to you.
>It's kind of cute.
>”I promise darling.”
>She steps out of the bathroom and you close the door.
>'Did she just call you darling?'
'Probably one of her mannerisms, like Applejack and saying sugarcube.'
>'I don't know, that giggle seemed a bit friendly.'
>You shrug your brain's implications off and undress.
>Rarity's shower is much larger and is lined with various shampoos and soaps.
>Unlike the shower at Sweet Apple Acres, this one is relaxing and enjoyable.
>You give one of her soaps a test sniff.
>'Huh, smells like watermelon. Want to go around smelling like watermelon?'
'Beats whatever that timber wolf gas can be described as.'


>You feel refreshed, smell good too.
>Time to dry off.
>'If you like Pina Coladas~'
“And getting caught in the rain~”
>'If you're not into yoga!~'
“And haaave half a brain~”
>A knock catches your attention.
>”Have half a what darling?”
>Rarity is outside the door.
>'Was she standing there this whole time?!'
“Nothing, just singing.”
>”Ah, I see. Your outfits are waiting for you when you finish drying up.”
>Her hoofsteps recede downstairs.
>'Was she spying on you?'
'The water stopped, makes sense she would think I was finished.'
>You step into the attached room and put on the nicest set that isn't too formal.
>Nice white button up shirt, dark blue-grey jacket, black slacks with a brown belt, white socks, and a pair of boots.
>'Not bad, feels good man.'
>It does; snug but not tight.
>You head downstairs, the three ponies are waiting for you.
>Applejack turns to you and lets off a whistle.
>”Whoo, howdy! Ya look good Anon.”
“Feel good, Applejack.”
>You smile and look to Rarity.
“How can I repay you for this?”
>The white Unicorn places a hoof on her chest and shakes her head.
>”On the house darling. I could not rightfully ask you to pay knowing your predicament.”
>A chuckle escapes your lips and you cast your gaze back on Applejack.
“You told her then?”
>”That I did, ya want ta get home right? The two of us were just brainstormin' some ideas. We think ya should visit Twilight.”
“You mentioned a pony named Twilight earlier, Rarity. The librarian, right?”
>”That is correct. Ah, I promised to answer your questions about the elements of harmony, didn't I?”
“Yeah, you did.”
>Rarity clears her throat and muses how to best explain what these -elements- are.
>”Let me see... simply put, the elements are six ancient artifacts of magnificent power. They represent the six elements of friendship; honesty, kindness, generosity, loyalty, laughter, and magic. They can only be wielded by individuals who shares the elements corresponding trait.”
>Rarity smiles proudly and raises her head as she continues.
>”Applejack, myself, and four of our best friends are the bearers of the elements. We have saved Ponyville twice with their aid. Needless to say, you are in the presence of VERY important ponies.”
>'She isn't lacking in vanity.'
“I see, so what do these elements do?”
>”Well, so far they have been used to banish, purge, and can turn beings to stone.”
>You stare at the mare, somewhat surprised by what these things can do.
“... For elements of friendship, those don't sound like very friendly uses.”
>”Errr, indeed. Though the actions may sound a bit uncouth, they were necessary.”
>You rub your chin, contemplating.
“So, you and Applejack are two of the elements... If I had to guess; you are honesty and Applejack is kindness.”
>Your comment is met with three soft laughs.
>The orange mare nudges your leg.
>”Actually, ah'm honesty Anon.”
>Rarity poises herself and gives a soft smile.
>”Indeed, and I am generosity.”
>'Makes sense. Applejack could tell you weren't lying about what happened and Rarity did just give you five kick ass outfits for free.'
“Not like there is any bad trait of those six to have... magic seems a bit out of place though.”
>”How so darling?”
“Well, my world didn't have magic and we made friends just fine without it.”
>The white Unicorn sighs and nods.
>”Yes, magic itself is not necessary to forge friendships, but is friendship itself not magical?”
>'Ahhhh, it's a metaphor. That's cute.'
>You nod and adjust your jacket.
“I guess it is.”
>The door to the boutique opens.
>”Excuse me, Rarity? I was hoping you coul-AHHHHHHHHHHH!”
>The door slams shut and a stallion is seen galloping away.
>The carefree mood is gone, replaced by one of worry.
>Rarity's eyes fill with worry as she takes quick steps towards the doors.
>”We should get to Twilight's before pandemonium breaks out.”
>Applejack nods, following her friend.
>”Ah agree, come on Applebloom, Anon.”
>You follow the three ponies as they leave the boutique.


>A few more of the natives reacted less than ideal during your walk through town.
>Windows and doors were closed, streets emptied, and those who were still around cowered a bit.
>Was it like this when you first walked through town?
>Were you just not paying attention?
>The three girls tried to explain nothing was wrong, but the residents wouldn't hear of it.
>A couple of either brave or foolish ponies weren't freaking out.
>They were still watching you as you moved about though.
“How much farther is this library?”
>Applejack turns her head a bit to answer you, eyes still on the road.
>”Should be just around this corner sugarcube.”
>'Thank god... it feels unnerving having so many eyes following, you know?'
'Yeah, like if they expect me to start attacking or something.'
>You turn the corner and see a large tree with windows and a door attached.
>Your orange companion knocks on the door.
>”Spike? Twi? We need yer help here.”
>The door opens, a small lizard answering it.
>”Hey Applejack, wha-Ooooah. What's that?”
>He isn't freaking out.
“I'm Anon. You know you can talk to me directly, I don't bite.”
>The reptile's body stiffens, cheeks redden, and he rubs the back of his head.
>”Heheh, sorry. So, what are you big guy?”
“I'm a human, and you?”
>”I'm a dragon.”
>'... Kind of missing the wings.'
“Really?”
>The dragon nods.
>”Yep, a baby dragon, but still a dragon. I'm Spike.”
>He raises his clawed hand.
>You take it with care and shake.
“Nice to meet you.”
>”Twilight's upstairs, I'll show ya.”
>Spike waves you all in
>When you enter, the amount of books lining the tree's shelves seems unreal.
>'They said this was a library, but this is ridiculous!'
'Yeah... Man, that's a lot of text.'
>The little dragon heads up the stairs
>You are pushed by Applejack to follow.
>”Ya need ta get yer head outta tha clouds sugarcube.”
“S-sorry. Just... these books, you know?”
>As you continue to admire the amount of books, Rarity passes you.
>”What about them darling?”
“There's so many of them!”
>The white Unicorn giggles.
>”Yes, Twilight is quite happy with that fact.”
>You just nod and finish your ascent up the stairs.
>When you reach the top, Spike is talking to a purple unicorn.
>She takes her eyes off of Spike and stares at you.
>”You were right Spike, he is tall.”
“Thanks?”
>'Least she didn't call you fat.'
>The purple mare stands and starts circling you.
>”Hmmm, very interesting.”
>You scratch the back of your head, letting off an uncomfortable chuckle.
“What is?”
>”You. I've never seen any kind of creature like you!”
>Her walking has turned to skipping.
>A large cheek to cheek smile crosses her face.
>”Imagine all the research that could come from studying you! Oooh, so many books could be written about your species, how you got here, crossing worlds!”
>'Okay, this girl is splerging all over the place. We'll never make any progress like this.'
'Well what can I do? I'm just glad she isn't freaking out.'
>The Unicorn's horn starts to glow, a book is pulled off a shelf behind her.
>”Let's see... bipedal, near hairless, and hands... are you related to apes?”
“My species shares about 98% of our DNA with monkeys... I'm Anon, in case you were wondering...”
>She closes the book and her grin is gone.
>”Sorry! Sorry, that was rude, I'm Twilight Sparkle. It's just, look at you! I don't think anything like you has visited Equestria before! It's so... so!...”
“Exciting?”
>She hops straight up.
>”Yes!”
>Applejack clears her throat.
>”Twi, as excitin' as Anon is, he is kinda in a bind here. He doesn't know how he got here and is tryin' ta find a way home.”
>'Never said that.'
'You wouldn't assume an alien creature would want to go home?'
>'Not unless they said they wanted too.'
'How? What if they don't speak English?'
>”... He also has a problem with gettin' lost in his thoughts. Think ya could help him Twi?”
>Crap, did it again.
>'We should probably be a little more discrete with our convos.'
>You turn to face Applejack, a soft smile on your lips.
“Hey, I have plenty to think about. It's not exactly common for me to get forced into a place like this.”
>Twilight nods, also looking to the orange mare.
>“He's right Applejack, how would you feel if you were lost in a new place? New species, new culture, new surroundings. It would be a lot to take in!”
>She seems to get your situation pretty well.
>The purple mare rubs her head and hums.
>”Spike, take a letter.”
>Spike pulls out a quill and piece of parchment from who knows where.
>”Dear Princess Celestia, we have a visitor from another world. We don't know how to send him back or what to do. Can you please advise us on any events similar to this or how to proceed? Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.”
>You whisper to Applejack.
“You have a monarchy?”
>She shakes her head.
>”Nah, it's a Diarchy. Celestia rules with her sister, Luna.”
“Ah.”
>Spike takes a deep breath and sets the parchment ablaze with green flames.
>You jump back and try to take your jacket off to beat the flames.
“Oh shit! What are you-”
>The green flames start to dance and shoot out a window.
“Wh-what was that?!?”
>The girls look at you concerned, your jacket half off.
>”We're sending a letter to Princess Celestia. What does i- ohhhh, you probably don't have magic in your world, do you?”
“No! Certainly none that involves burning things to send them off! We're in a tree for crying out loud! What if one of the flames doesn't take? This whole place could burn down!”
>Twilight chuckles while Rarity, Applejack, and Applebloom seem to realize what you are saying.
>”Relax, Anon. We're in no danger, Spike's flames can be easily handled with a bucket of water or some magic, watch. Spike?”
>Spike chuckles and blows some flames on the ground.
>You step back and are about to yell at the reckless Unicorn when she shoots it with a purple beam.
>The flames die and a small cloud of smoke floats from where it was.
>Putting your jacket back on, you purse your lips inward for a moment.
“... Still dangerous.”
>'Dude, that's fucking awesome! Tell her to do it again!'
>Ignoring your brain's idiotic suggestion, you turn your attention to Twilight.
“So how long until we get a response?”
>She closes the distance between you two, looking you up and down.
>”Not long, hopefully. May I ask you a few questions? Please?”
>You scooch away.
“Sure, as long as they aren't too invasive.”
>She smiles and pulls out a notepad and pen.
>”Thanks! Okay, question one; what was the first thing you saw when you got here?”
>You sit down and cross your legs, getting comfortable.
“Dirt. I woke up face down in the ground in that forest just outside of town. The first thing I saw was dirt.”
>She nods and jots something down.
>”Do you remember anything before you arrived here?”
“I remember everything about my life up until the point I blacked out. Before I woke up here, I was drinking heavily due to some... stress in my life. I had too much and blacked out. Next thing I know I am here.”
>This continues for several minutes.
>During this time Applejack and Applebloom seem to be talking, you aren't sure of what.
>Spike also seems to be talking with Rarity, you think he might be hitting on her.
>She doesn't seem to be taking him too seriously though.
>'So, dragons and ponies... what would a baby look like? A scaly pony? A centaur with dragon parts instead of human?'
>Your brain has also been freely spouting whatever comes to mind.
>The room is suddenly filled with a rough coughing.
>You all turn to the source of it; Spike.
>”Hrrrk! Hmmmmph! K-K-KRAAAKHAK!”
>He burps up a thick letter and some golden piece of paper.
>”Oh! The Princess's reply!”
>Twilight rushes to retrieve it.
>Her eyes dart over it, reading a mile a minute.
>During this time her expression changes several times.
>Simple agreement, joy, worry, joy again, concern, understanding, and joy to finish.
“So, what did your Princess say?”
>Twilight picks up the golden piece of paper and looks over it before replying.
>”She said she is surprised that anything from another world would end up here and that she will try to help as much as she can. Unfortunately, since this has never happened we have nowhere to reference. That didn't stop her from stating how excited she is to meet you Anon! In, heh, person. She wants you to go to Canterlot by yourself so she can meet and help you. She also wants... to see if you are a threat or not, but she promises she won't assume anything and you will be treated like a royal guest! She even sent a ticket for you. You leave tomorrow after dawn.”
>'Well, this is exciting. Meeting royalty, first class treatment, maybe even a royal bodyguard!'
>You stand and sigh.
“Guess I won't be seeing you again after I leave in the morning, huh?”
>Despite knowing saying this might kill the excited mood Twilight has, you don't want them to get too attached if you are just going to leave soon.
>”I guess not... Oooh and there was so much more I wanted to ask!”
>As Twilight pouts, Spike walks over and pats her back.
>”Come on Twilight, you still have a whole day to get any answer you want.”
>You nod and are about to speak when Applebloom nudges you.
>She drops your bat and looks down.
>”Guess ya'll want yer bat before ya go, huh?”
>You pick it up and look it over.
>It'd be a nice sentiment to give it to her, but leaving an item from another world might not be the best idea.
“I should take it with, just in case.”
>The room is filled with silence.
>”... Ah'm sorry fer callin' ya a monster. Yer really nice Mr.Anon 'n ah hope ya get home real soon!”
>'Sweet girl, too bad you don't know any kids like her back on Earth.'
>You pet her head, scratching the back of her ear.
“Thanks Applebloom, glad you didn't have to hit me.”
>Spike, Rarity, and Twilight are all giving you very disturbed looks.
“... It was a trust building exercise.”
>'Smooth move. How about we tell them what you eat next. Beef would go over well with them.'
>Your bat glows and is pulled out of your hands.
>Rarity lays it down next to her.
>”Perhaps it would be best if we just tucked this away for now. I'll have it packed with your clothes... you are intending to take them with you to Canterlot, aren't you darling?”
>You nod with a bit of confusion.
“Yes, I would like to take the only clothes that exist for humans with me.”
>Rarity smiles as you finish your statement.
>”Then would you kindly tell anypony who should ask that they are Rarity originals? The business I could receive from all this free publicity... Hnnn hnn!”
>She bites her lips and is staring off, her eyes twinkle as she does.
“Ooookay, I'll do that. Err, so... what now?”
>”Well, I would recommend we throw a going away party evenifwedidjustmeet,wellwehaven'tyet,butit'salwaysnicetoknowthat-”
>This barrage of words coming from an unknown party grabs your attention, causing you to turn and try to find it..
>You keep turning until you've done a full circle.
>Trying to rub your head, you grab something fluffy.
>”Oooh! Hehe, sorry!”
>A pair of legs kicks off your back and you do a full 180.
>You see a pink pony with a mane that reminds you of cotton candy.
>”Hi there!”
>The cotton candy mare is smiling up at you.
“Hi?”
>'How did you not feel her on you?'
'I don't know, it's like she wasn't.'
>”I'm Pinkie Pie! And you are the alien everypony is talking about!”
“What? Wait, what??”
>She nods quickly, smiling wide.
>”Uh huh, I heard some ponies talking about you at Sugarcube Corner and I justhadtostopbytoseeyouandhopefullyyouwouldwanttobefriendsandmaybewecouldthrowapartybecause-”
>It's impossible for you to keep up, the last thing you understood was her wanting to see you.
>”-sohereIam and there you are, so let's go!”
“What??”
>Before you can ask any more questions you are dragged out of the treehouse and into a building that looks similar to a life size gingerbread house.
>As you enter, everyone else leaves.
>Screams and yelps are heard as they rush out of every exit possible.
>'Is this mare mentally challenged or just insane?!'
>Pinkie rushes behind a counter and pulls out a cannon.
>'INSANE!'
“Don't shoot! I'm fri-”
>She fires it!
>You are thrown on your ass, eyes shut.
“Am I alive?”
>The cannon goes off three more times.
>You yelp and curl into a ball, teeth chattering.
>”Whatcha doing on the floor? It's time to party!”
>You open one eye, followed by the other when you see that the room has been transformed.
>Streamers, balloons, even a few signs now adorn the room.
“How... did you do all this?”
>She drags the cannon next to her.
>”Party cannon silly!”
>'Yeah, she is definitely insane!'
>You chuckle weakly, then fall on your back.


>A familiar voice rings in your ears
>”Anon? Are ya okay?”
>Someone else starts talking, it's kind of garbled and you can't make out who it is.
>”Don't worry, I'll handle this.”
>Water hits your face, causing you to sputter and open your eyes.
“P-pbbbt pbtt pbtt! Gah, what happened?”
>Applejack hands you a towel.
>”Pinkie fired her cannon 'n ya fainted. Ya all right sugarcube?”
>You wipe off your face, grunting.
“I think so. Could have done without the water though.”
>A rainbow maned cyan Pegasus is staring you down.
>”Hey! You were out and somepony had to wake you up, a little appreciation never hurt, monkey boy.”
>'Is that a stallion or a mare?'
'I... can't tell.'
>There is silence as you stare back at the rainbow pony.
>It's stare is one of annoyance and anger, yours is of confusion and thought.
>”... Well?!”
“I normally don't thank people who call me a monkey.”
>It huffs and breaks the contest you two were unintentionally having.
>”Unappreciative little...”
>It stomps into the room, next to Pinkie.
>You wait until it is a safe distance away before poking Applejack's shoulder.
>She looks to you, curious.
>”What's wrong Anon?”
>Pulling yourself close to her ear and whisper.
“Was that a stallion or a mare? Hard for me to tell.”
>Applejack snorts and covers her mouth.
>”That's Rainbow Dash, ya probably shouldn't tell her what ya just said. She is kinda sensitive when it comes ta people thinkin' she's a stallion.”
>'So this Rainbow is a dyke? Rainbow Dyke... seems way too fitting.'
'Brain, don't. Androgynous people get enough shit.'
>You stand and walk next to Rainbow Dash, she doesn't look too pleased to see you.
>”What do you want monkey?”
>You sigh and rub your temples.
“Please stop calling me that, it's going to make me saying sorry for not thanking you very hard.”
>She smirks and turns to face you.
>”Well, maybe you aren't as rude as you look. Apology accepted and you are welcome.”
>'She didn't save you though.'
'Never said she did.'
>'So why are you thanking her?'
'Easy, she was concerned enough about me being passed out to try and wake me. Even if her method was crude as fuck.'
>'Your logic is... kinda like a pussy's logic.'
'I try to think that all people are good, makes life a lot easier.'
>'Until they stab you in the back and take your wallet.'
'That's a very pessimistic way of looking at things.'
>'I call it realistic.'
>”... You okay mo- guy?”
>You blink and let out a confused grunt.
“Huh? Oh, fine. Just thinking, sorry.”
>She nods and gives you a small grin.
>”It's cool, you just looked... lost. Like you were a million miles away.”
“Ah. I'll try to keep that from happening in the future.”
>She smiles and walks off, done talking with you.
>Now that you have the time, you check to see who is around.
>You spot Pinkie and Twilight talking.
>The purple mare is chastising her friend about firing the cannon so freely.
>Applejack is still with Applebloom, playing some games.
>Rainbow Dash is with Rarity and Spike, but it looks like Spike is trying to get her to leave.
>'Hmm, think the cotton candy one and Rainbow are two more of the elements?'
'Does it really matter? Not like we'll be around long enough to see them in action. Would have been something though.'
>You chuckle, imagining six ponies fighting something like a giant crab or an octopus when your stomach rumbles.
>Some pressure is building up above your crotch, pressure of a liquidy kind.
>Pinkie notes your expression of discomfort and hops over.
>”What's wrong Nonny?”
>'Nonny? Did you even tell her your name yet?'
“Is there a bathroom I can use?”
>She nods and points to a door.
>”Behind the door and up the stairs. First door to your right and there it is!”
>A quick nod and you are off, not running but not walking.
>'Surprised you didn't need to piss yesterday. Though, lack of water could have been why.'
>You have to watch your head a couple times as you make your way to the bathroom.


>*Flushhhhhhh*
>Relief that you can only get after taking a huge leak fills your body.
>'Man, two apples caused all that piss?'
>You wash your hands and head back downstairs.
>As you step back into the party, a mint colored Unicorn enters the building.
>”Is he here? Everyone is say-he is!”
>You look around for a stallion.
>No males are here aside from you and Spike.
“Are you talking about me?”
>The Unicorn nods and runs towards you.
>”Yeah, everyone said that the new guy was here and I just had to meet you! I'm Lyra.”
>She calms herself before raising a hoof.
“I'm Anon... you don't seem, uh-”
>You take it and shake it.
>”Scared? Why would I be? It's not like you're some sort of monster, right?”
>'Huh, a girl with common sense. How many of them have we seen today? Three?'
“No, everyone seems to think I am though.”
>Rarity is interjecting.
>”He's a human, he came from another world.”
>The mint colored Unicorn looks up to you, eyes filled with awe.
>”A human... whoa, are all humans so tall?”
“Yeah, most humans grow to be about five feet or more.”
>Lyra is hopping up excitedly.
>”That's so... cool!”
>'I think she is the first pony to call us something without including an insult. I like her.'
“Thanks... sooo, guess I should get going.”
>You try to excuse yourself, but Lyra pulls on your pants leg.
>”Wait, can we hang out a bit? This is a going away party, right? Or do the signs lie?”
>She points to one of the many signs around.
>'Happy going away party. See you soon. Hasta Luego mi amigo... How does one pink horse accomplish all this in a matter of seconds?'
“Uh, it is. I guess a little time socializing won't kill me.”
>”Yeah! Besides, if this is the only time I get to see a human, I want to remember it as one of the best experiences I'll have!”
>She hops to her hinds legs and hugs you.
>It's a bit awkward, more so because of the hooves than the fact you just met this girl.
“Oookay, so what do you want to do?”
>She lets go and sighs with content.
>”We could bob for apples or play some cards or maybe dance?”
>Before you can answer, Lyra is dragging you off.
>Rarity follows, giggling all the while.
>It's not so bad, playing the games that is.
>The selection isn't large, but it's good enough.
>You notice that Rainbow Dash is missing and wonder where the Pegasus went.
>Lyra looks up at you, her smile is one of pure bliss.
>”Having fun Anon?”
“Yeah, it's nice. Thanks for asking.”
>You can hear a voice from outside.
>”I'm telling you Fluttershy, you have got to see him! You like animals, right? Just think of him as a new animal!”
>'She's still calling you a monkey behind your back, isn't she?'
'Yep.'
>The front doors swing open and Dash enters, dragging a yellow Pegasus with her.
>”Oh, I-I don't know Rainbow. What if it's scar-Yah!”
>The yellow one lets out a yelp and falls on her back, stiff as a board.
>'Kind of looks like a possum.'
>You sigh and walk over to the possum pony.
“Is she going to be okay?”
>Applejack takes a spot next to you.
>”Ah think so. She just gets frightened real easily.”
>Seems you weren't the only one to check on the mare.
>All eyes are on her.
>You wave a hand over her face.
“Hello? You awake?”
>No response.
>She is either knocked out with her eyes open or a really good actor.
>'Dude, her tummy is open, pet it.'
'What?'
>'Think about it; she's either awake and a tummy rub would feel good or she's knocked out and it might stir her up. You have nothing to lose!'
>It does seem like an okay idea.
>... Fuck it.
>You rub her tummy, palm running up and down her stomach and chest.
“Wakey wakey.”
>She is smirking, holding back some giggles.
>Her face is reddening, body squirming.
>After another minute she can't take it, she bursts out in a fit of giggles and coos.
>She pushes herself back and hugs herself.
>”D-don't do that please! I-hehe, it tickles.”
>That is possibly the most adorable thing you have ever seen.
“Hi there, enjoy your nap?”
>She looks away, hiding behind her mane.
>Silence.
“...”
>”...”
>'... Okay, maybe it wasn't such a good idea.'
>Rainbow pushes the yellow Pegasus in front of you.
>”Fluttershy, this is Anon. Say hey.”
“Hey.”
>”Hi...”
>The awkward silence intensifies.
“So, nice to meet you. I'm just going to go over there now.”
>She nods and you stand.
>You take a spot next to Applebloom and Applejack.
>The party slowly resumes.
>As you do, you walk towards Applejack.
>You feel as if she is becoming your go to pony for info.
“Hey Applejack?”
>”Yeah sugarcube?”
“Is the girl- Fluttershy, right? Is she normally this quiet or is it because of me?”
>Applejack takes a moment to think.
>”Well, she is very reserved 'round strangers 'n might be a bit scared of somethin' as big as ya are. But no, ah don't think it's cause a you specifically.”
>You nod, unsure whether you can trust Applejack's answer.
>As the party goes on you start to relax a bit.
>You bond a bit with Twilight over fiction.
>Rarity and Applejack seem to like your sense of humor.
>Lyra is sticking close to you, trying to grab your attention.
>Rainbow Dash seems to avoid you, whether it's because of a racial thing or trying not to offend is hard to discern.
>Simply put, almost everyone here seems to be neutral if not like you.
>Except for the two Pegasi.
>A high pitched yawn grabs your attention.
>”*Yaaaaawn* Sis? Ah'm tired...”
>Applejack picks her sister up and puts her on back.
>”All right Applebloom, we'll head back home soon.”
>The filly coos and snuggles up on her sister's back.
>You take a look at the time and see it's already past ten.
>'Whoa, where'd the day go?'
'Tell me about it.'
>Something is poking your leg.
>”Anon? Do you have a place to stay tonight?”
>Lyra is looking up at you, smiling softly.
“I don't think so.”
>She rubs her hoof and looks down, still smiling.
>”If you want, you can stay with me and my roommate. I wouldn't mind.”
>'She's inviting you to her place after meeting you at a party. This is normally the part where a one night stand happens.'
'Not gonna happen, I don't think poking a pony before heading home would be a good experience.'
“Thanks Lyra, but I should probably find a hotel or something. I don't want to be an inconvenience.”
>Her ears droop, smile fading.
>”Oh, all right.”
>Her expression is tugging at your heartstrings, playing a somber tune.
>'... Don't.'
'I know, I know. But... look at her.'
>'It's heart wrenching, yeah, but come on. If you fuck a horse and like it, what'll happen when you get back to Earth?'
'I don't plan to fuck her. It could just be me spending the night at her place.'
>'Ugh, fine. Just make sure to keep it in your pants.'
>You pet Lyra's head and smile.
“Maybe I could stay the night, if your roommate won't mind.”
>She perks right up and nods.
>”Don't worry, she won't!”
>A cough from a certain purple mare causes you to turn your head.
>”We should probably end the party guys, Anon has to leave in a few hours.”
>Twilight picks Spike up and walks to Pinkie.
>”Wouldn't you say Pinkie?”
>The pink mare sighs with a hint of sorrow but nods.
>”Too bad, we could have gone all night.”
>'If you know what she means.'
'No. Just no.'
>You all make plans to be at the train station ahead of time to say your farewells.
>Rarity assures you that your clothes and bat will be packed and ready by the time you leave.
>You say your goodbyes to all but the Pegasi who left earlier without anyone noticing.
>As everyone heads home, you follow Lyra to her place.
>It's only a block off from where you are.
>”I'm not sure if my roommate is up, so we need to be quiet.”
“Understandable. Lead the way.”
>She opens her door and you two step inside.
>The moment you do the lights turn on.
>”Where were you all day?”
>A beige mare with a mixed mane of blue and pink is standing at the top of a staircase.
>”I was at a party Bon bon, relax.”
>She is looking at you.
>”Who's this?”
>Her tone is one of annoyance.
>”He's Anon, he's heading to Canterlot tomorrow and needed a place to stay tonight. I offered to let him stay here for the night.”
>Bon bon lets out an exasperated sigh and turns to head to what you assume is her room.
>”Fine, just don't try to fuck him while he's sleeping.”
>Lyra's eyes widen, body is stiff, cheeks a rosy tint.
>She looks at you and chuckles sheepishly.
>”I-I wouldn't-I mean I am not... let's go get the couch set up... huh?”
>'So, still feel this was a good idea?'
>You chuckle and take another step inward.
“Sure, and I trust you. Not to rape me in my sleep I mean.”
>Lyra relaxes and brushes her forehead once.
>”Phew, I was afraid tonight would be really awkward.”
>'She is having a near six foot alien sleep in her living room. How is that not an awkward night?'
>The couch is much smaller than you expected, but given that it is meant for miniature horses you should have known.
>Lyra pulls out a blanket and pillow from a nearby closet and hands them to you.
>”I'll be sure to wake you up so you aren't late for your train, okay?”
“Thanks Lyra. I'd appreciate it.”
>She blushes softly and nods, turning to head upstairs.
>”It was nice meeting you Anon.”
“Likewise, and Lyra?”
>She stops climbing the stairs and faces you.
>”Hmmm?”
“Thanks for the warm welcome. I've only met a few people-ponies I mean, here and most of the impressions I got were ones of fear or concern. You were one of the few who was just curious, I appreciate it.”
>She giggles.
>”What can I say? I like to keep an open mind. Night Anon.”
“Night.”
>You are alone in the living room.
>Small couch, blanket that would barely cover you, and a pillow that seems a bit thin for your head.
>Still leagues better than last night.
>It is more than a little uncomfortable trying to situate yourself on the couch, but after some fighting and adjusting, you are asleep.


>As Anon starts to sleep, you sigh and watch as his world falls to black.
>You see all he see's and more.
>Know all he knows and can't forget like he can.
>You are always aware and awake, even when he is asleep.
>Noises of the world can be heard right now, but you can't see them.
>When he sleeps, you watch his dreams from what you can only describe as a pure blackish blue room.
>It's like standing in a theater as a movie plays.
>Last night's dream was strange, you could feel something walking through his mind as he slept.
>It wasn't hostile, but was definitely hiding from him.
>You are keeping an eye out for it again, if something in this world has the power to enter his thoughts... you aren't sure, but you feel that it would be very bad if something found out that you exist, like it would put Anon in danger.
>This feeling of danger runs throughout you, like a fear to open a car after you know you set the alarm.
>Maybe it's paranoia, but you don't want anyone knowing that you exist alongside Anon.
>Anon himself is a nice enough guy, a little naive and cheery.
>Kind of annoying at times, but he's okay.
>Something is moving the trees.
>It is approaching Anon.
>With your focus locked, you watch to see what happens next.


>As the clouds move to reveal the moon, you get a better look of the forest..
>It feels different this time, more -walk through the park at night while some guys play basketball nearby- and less -Oh dear god, there's a killer in the woods, save me-.
>The sky is clear now, moon shining quite bright up above.
“Damn, look at all the stars...”
>Never got a view like that in the city.
>”Greetings?”
>Is someone here?
>”Can you hear us?”
>Yeah, someone's here.
“Yeah, I can hear you. Mind coming out?”
>Part of the forest opens up as a night sky blue Unicorn comes out.
>Wait, she has wings, is she a Pegasus?
>”Ah, we were right. You are the same being from last night. A new mind in this world. We assumed you were simply a newborn foal having a nightmare about some alien beast chasing it. We apologize.”
“Apology... accepted? Nightmare?”
>You're dreaming?
>Wait, you are.
>You left the forest this morning, you're resting at the unicorn's place.
>”Yes, you are sleeping right now. We are able to cross the dreams of all being in Equestria who will allow us. We are Princess Luna. What, per chance, is your name new one?”
>Princess Luna.
>Applejack mentioned her.
>She seems more friendly than you would expect royalty to be.
“I'm Anonymous. You're Celestia's sister, right?”
>The mare seems a bit surprised you mentioned her sister.
>”Yes, how does thou know of our sister?”
“Funny story, I'm actually going to see her soon. Her student Twilight sent her a letter about me being from another world and she sent a ticket to her- uh, me- us... *cough* sooo I will be heading to Cantalot tomorrow morning.”
>She nods, pondering.
>”Funny, sister did not mention anything about you to us... ah, it is Canterlot, Anonymous. Not Cantalot.”
>Embarrassing.
“Sorry, like I said, different world. Alien in Equestria... yeah.”
>She is staring at you, squinting her eyes and focusing.
“Can I help you?”
>Princess Luna nods and pulls her head back.
>”Yes, how long have you been here Anonymous? We are curious.”
>Odd thing to ask, but not the oddest you've been asked.
“I arrived here yesterday, I think in the morning. Before you ask, no. I don't know how I ended up here.”
>”We see... Thank you Anonymous, we look forward to meeting you face to face.”
>You scratch the back of your head.
>Aren't you two talking face to face right now?
“What do you mean? We are talking now, aren't we?”
>Luna chuckles.
>”No, as we said, this is a dream. A meeting does not count if it is in a dream.”
>Makes sense, from a magical stand point, kinda.
“Ah, so I guess I'll be seeing you when I get to Canterlot then.”
>”We guess so.”
>Awkward silence.
>This continues until the ground starts to shake.
“W-Earthquake?”
>”Nay, this is no earthquake. You are being awakened and it is affecting your dream. We must bid thee farewell for now Anonymous. We will meet again soon.”
>Your vision starts to blur and turn white, the image of Luna is dissolving and turning static like.


>”Anon? Come on, it's time to get up.”
>Lyra is shaking you as soft as she can.
>You yawn and groan.
>Your back feels tight.
“Wha-haaaaa. *smack smack* what time is it?”
>Lyra nudges you off the couch.
>”It's three. Your train leaves in two hours.”
>You only got a few hours of uncomfortable sleep.
>Maybe you can get some more on the train ride.
“Thanks Lyra... I... should...”
>Or a couple more minutes now wouldn't hurt.
>'GET UP! GET UP! GET UP!'
>You yelp and jump off the couch.
>No rest will be had with your brain blaring for you to get up.
>”You hungry? I could whip you up some toast and eggs.”
>All you've eaten the past two days were apples and party snacks.
>Actual food sounds amazing right now.
“Please and thank you.”
>Lyra smiles and heads off to her kitchen
>You sit back down, becoming more aware with each moment.
>'Anon, did that Unicorn/Pegasus hybrid say anything important?'
'You mean Princess Luna? Not much, just-wait. How do you know about her?'
>'I saw your dream. Only saw. I couldn't hear what was going on. So what'd she say?'
>You rub your forehead and take a slow, deep breath.
'She said that she saw my dream the first day I was here, that she can travel between dreams, and we'll be meeting her soon. That is pretty much all she could say before Lyra woke me.'
>'I see, so she can enter your dreams... think she could do more than that? Read your thought maybe?'
'I don't know. It's possible. Maybe any Unicorn can.'
>The sounds of the night are clear as everything else lays silent.
>Crickets chirping, wind blowing ever so softly, even the occasional owl hoot.
>”Anon?”
>You lift your head and see Lyra with a plate of food in front of you.
>The plate is held up with her magic.
>She places it on your near bare lap and sits next to you, like a biped would.
“Thanks Lyra.”
>It smells nice; as nice as toast, eggs, and an orange can.
>As you munch away Lyra is quietly observing you.
>”Anon, may I ask something?”
>You swallow the food in your mouth and nod.
“Sure, what's up?”
>She kicks her hind hoofs a little and looks down.
>”You may not come back from Canterlot, right?”
“Maybe, I don't know yet, why?”
>”Well, it's just, I was kind of hoping if you stay, we could be friends. If you can't find an immediate way home I mean.”
>You smile, pet her head.
“You normally ask aliens who crash on your couch to be your friend?”
>She giggles
>”Only the cute ones”
>'Yep, she wants the D.'
“If I stay, it'd be nice to come back with some friends waiting. I'd like that Lyra.”
>She sighs and nods, eyes closed.
>”Me too.”
>The rest of your meal is relaxing, quiet.
>You redress, clean up after yourself, then you and Lyra head out the door.


>Day 3 in Equestria
>It. Is. Fucking. Cold.
>Even with your jacket you are shivering.
>You can only assume that it's because it's nearly four in the morning.
>When you arrived the station was practically empty, save for the conductor and some early birds.
>As with yesterday, they ignored or cowered from you.
>”Howdy Anon!”
>Applejack is just now arriving, she doesn't seem bothered by the cold.
“H-h-h-h-hi-i-i-i-i A-a-a-ap-p-p-p-pplej-j-j-ja-a-ack.”
>The chattering from your teeth is making it near impossible to speak.
>”Heh, ya all right there sugarcube?”
>You shake your head.
“C-c-c-co-o-o-old”
>The orange mare steps next to you and presses her fur coat against your leg.
>Dear god, it is soooo warm.
>You get on your knees and press your side against hers.
>Lyra gets your open side.
>”Oh, sorry, I should have thought of this sooner. Saved you an hour of suffering.”
“I-it's fine, f-feeling much be-etter now.”
>'Snug as a human between two mares. I'm sure there is a joke somewhere about this.'
>Don't care what your brain is saying, warm is too good to care.
>You look to your side and Rarity is there, two luggage bags alongside her.
>”Well, this is a rather awkward thing to walk in, wouldn't you say darling?”
“Doesn't matter, not cold.”
>She sighs and opens one of the bags.
>”If the cold is bothering you this much... here.”
>A thick scarf is wrapped around your neck.
>Not too tight, not too loose.
“Thank you so much Rarity. Warm~”
>You sigh and cuddle up against the two mares on your sides.
>Twilight and Spike are behind Rarity.
>”Hi Anon, how ar-oh my.”
>They seem a bit curious as to what you are doing.
“I don't think I should need to point out I am not covered in a warm, soft, coat of fur.”
>”Right, right... so, how'd you sleep?”
>Twilight is trying to change the subject, can't say you blame her.
“Wasn't the worst night of sleep I got. I think it was rather good all things considered.”
>'Tiny couch, small pillow, almost too small blanket. Then there was the dream Unicorn/Pegasus.'
'Shut it, don't ruin my comfy warmness for me with your cold comments.'
>'Fine, would probably be warmer with an Applebloom hat.'
>That's right, where is the filly?
“Applejack, where's Applebloom?”
>”At home, she has school today, so she couldn't come ta see ya off.”
>'Ah, so they have an education system here. Good to know.'
'How is that good to know?'
>'Because if we settle here, we'll know to look into the school district. Always think of the resell value.'
>Horrible joke aside, you settling here may not be so bad.
>Minus the locals being afraid of you that is.
>”Hey Nonny, whatcha thinking about?”
“Where would be a good place to settle.”
>”I recommend Sugarcube Corner, it's the best place inallofEquestriaandthebakedgoodsarealways-”
>Wait, who's talking?
>You look around and don't see anyone.
>Though it seems everyone is looking above you.
>You raise your head and Pinkie is looking down at you, mouth moving too quick for you to decipher what she is saying.
>'Damn, she's good at that.'
'Sneaking? Yeah. Still feels like a balloon.'
>”-soImadesomecupcakesandbreadand put them all in this box for you.”
>She pushes a box into your lap and flips off your head.
“Uh, thanks Pinkie. Really.”
>'What did she say was in the box?'
'No idea.'
>You are about to check when the train whistle goes off.
>”AAAALL ABOARD!”
>Guess you'll have to check inside.
“I better get going guys.”
>Rarity hands you the luggage bags and nods.
>”Take care of yourself darling, I hope everything works out for you.”
>Applejack and Lyra nudge you to your feet.
>”See ya Anon, it was nice meetin' ya!”
>”Come back soon, if you aren't going home I mean.”
>Twilight pulls out a couple of books and -hands- them to you.
>Your ticket is being used as a bookmark for one.
>”Here, in case you get bored. I thought you might like them.”
>'Daring Do... huh, looks like Indiana Jones.'
>Spike waves you off as Twilight steps to the side.
>”Take care big guy, have a safe trip!”
>Pinkie gives you a big hug and hops off.
>”Remember not too eat everything all at once or you'll get a wicked bad tummy ache!”
>'Why does that sound familiar?'
>You smile and grab everything you were handed.
>It is hard, but you manage a wave with your hands near full.
“Thanks for everything guys, see you later. If not, live long and prosper.”
>'... Spock... that's what you want to go out on?'
'Fuck you, it's a good gesture.'
>You get on the train and load up in the first-class cab.
>After everything is put away you lean back and relax.
>The group of ponies and dragon are still on the platform, waving and smiling.
>You wave back until the train moves far enough that you can no longer make them out.
>With a possibly long trip ahead of you, now is as good a time as any to nap.
>The bench you are on is longer and a bit easier to groove yourself into.
>It only takes a few minutes of gentle rocking before you are out.
>When you wake, you will be in Canterlot.
>You can't help but wonder what awaits you before your mind settles into sleep.