They woke up shortly after I did, at about 10 AM. They must've been tired, or they were still spooked about the computer. I guess I over-did it with the scary story. But how else would I keep them away from it? It's not like they could type on it anyway. They have hooves. They'd just be pressing 6-7 keys at once. Or more.
Well, they woke up to see me making them breakfast. Now I'm not stupid. I know they're ponies. And I know that they're herbivores. So I didn't go and make them bacon and eggs. (Though, to be honest, I almost did forget...) Instead, I went outside and mowed my lawn, then used the resulting grass clippings to make them some sandwiches. I made sure to pick out anything they wouldn't naturally eat, such as pieces of glass, candy bar wrappers, and bits of string and other debris.
I assumed that they don't eat sandwiches with stuff like mustard or mayonaise, so I didn't bother adding it. I also added some flowers I had growing outside. I hoped they enjoyed it. I never made breakfast for a group of mares before. They came out and yawned, still sleepy. When they saw the sandwiches on the table, they questioned me.
"Are those for us?" Rainbow blinked at me, rubbing one eye with her hoof.
"No Rainbow. Humans happen to eat grass and daisy sandwiches every morning." I said with a hint of sarcasm, but did my best not to come off as rude, but rather joking with them.
They must've got the idea, because they thanked me and started eating. They seemed quite happy with their food. I sighed to myself in private. But that sigh of relief stopped ubruptly when Applejack inquired about MY lifestyle.
"Well, if ya'll don't eat grass and daisy sandwiches, what DO ya eat?"
"erm..um...food..."
"Yes, we know that, but what AJ means is what KINDS of food?" Rainbow said.
"Ummmmm............human food."
The ponies all groaned.
"Look, I'd love to tell you what we eat, but honestly, there are some things better left...um....private. Such as my bedroom. That's why I told you not to cook. New House rule...No opening the fridge or freezer either."
"Why?"
"Some things are better left private. Sheesh..."
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The ponies all did their own thing as the day progressed. Pinkie hopped back and forth from Equestria and my house to retrieve items to help pass time. Like Rarity's fabrics and sewing machine, Twilight's books and scrolls, Rainbow Dash's Daring Do novels, Applejack's rope, and a variety of other things. But it wasn't enough to clutter the house (Thank goodness.).
Finally, I heard something I didn't want to hear. The fridge door popping open. I ran into the kitchen ASAP and saw Pinkie standing there, poking her nose into my fridge.
"PINKIE PIE!!"
She jumped and closed the fridge, turning red in the cheeks.
"What did I tell you about my fridge?!"
"I'm so sorry! I couldn't help myself....I was just so curious!!"
Finally, I sighed and pushed the mare out of the kitchen without saying another word. Pinkie's ears drooped and she walked back into the living room.
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"Hey Austin." Twilight asked.
"Hm?" I looked away from my computer screen, breaking the trance that it put me in.
"When you first came to Equestria...you seemed to know a lot about us already....Like how to get around Ponyville, where hiding places are, and how to escape Applejack's rope."
"Where is this going?"
"I guess I just want to know how you knew all that."
"Oh...well, it's my computer. The Internet and all that..."
"You mean that the Internet knows about us?"
"I told you yesterday. The Internet knows all."
"Can we see?"
"Welllllll...." I pondered this. Maybe if I showed them the show, or maybe just some clean fanart, they'll leave me alone and not question this further... "Sure. But don't say I didn't warn you."
I opened up Episode 1, Season 1 of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. They all crowded around as the main theme played.
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"So there you have it. Episode 1, Season 1 of your show."
"How in Equestria did you record that?!"
"I honestly don't know...It wasn't me who recorded it. It must've been someone else."
"Is this how you knew my Smile song?"
"Yeah, it is. Now, don't get me wrong. We haven't recorded anything you do privately...Just a few random misadventures you all get into...."
"And this show has how many Episodes?"
"Well over 30."
"Wait...I think I remember seeing something....It was after Zecora helped us cure our Poison Joke."
"Ah, you mean the ending of 'Bridle Gossip'. Yeah, it was kinda scary watching Pinkie look directly at us and not laugh...her being the Element of Laughter."
"Wait, 'Bridle Gossip'? Do they all have names like that?"
"Yep. Like when you and Fluttershy went to the spa, and asked her to model for you, but she got super famous and you got jealous of it, but in the end it all worked out and Twilight blabbed Spike's secret. We called that Episode 'Green Isn't Your Colour'."
Rarity and Fluttershy blushed.
"We have video games, TV shows, fanart, videos....all dedicated to you. Some of us who watch you even worship you and would love if you were just standing beside them."
"Wow, really?"
"Yep. Currently, we all thought this was the work of an animation team and voice actors, but obviously we were mistaken..."
"How many of you are out there?"
"Possibly well over a few million. But that's enough MLP for today..."
"Can we see some of the games you play?"
"Umm....sure...I guess...."
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I showed them the game Ponymon, from the earlier day, and told them how it worked.
"So we 'befriend' you, and then train you to help us win battles."
"Wait so you capture us, lock us in a tiny ball, then use our abilities to hurt one another until the other faints from it's injuries?!"
"Yeah...Honestly, I never liked the concept either..."
The ponies shuddered.
"Yeah, um....let's call it a day."
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I laid in my bed, still awake at 11 at night. I was hoping to be asleep by now. Then, I heard the softest knock of a hoof on my bedroom door.
"Hello?" I called from my bed.
"ummm it's me...Pinkie."
"Hey Pinkie, what's up?"
"I...I wanted to apologize for looking in your fridge..."
"It's okay Pinkie...."
"Um...c-can I come in?"
"um....." I looked around, making sure that I didn't have anything that may cause embarrassment was out. Luckily, it wasn't. "Sure...I guess...just close the door when you do."
"I can't even open the door."
"Oh yeah...hold on." I walked across the dark room and opened the door, then let the mare inside. I closed the door when she was in, and sat on my bed.
"So what's up?"
She rubbed her foreleg with her hoof.
"Are you still mad?"
"No..."
"Um....c-can I sleep in here tonight? Just to make sure you're not mad?"
"Um....I guess so....but only tonight. This isn't going to be an everyday thing."
She nodded and climbed up into my bed. I got into bed myself, shuffled over a bit to make room, then pulled up the covers.
"Night Pinkie."
"Night Austin."
I turned off the light and closed my eyes. I felt Pinkie's forelegs and tail wrap around me in a tight cuddle, and she snuggled up as close as she could.
I just smiled and pet her mane.
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Later that night, I swear I heard Pinkie start to snore quietly.