Chapter 2
You open the door to the library, and as you walk outside, you notice that it is actually a tree. Scratching your head, puzzled, you walk down the street, or, clop down the street, more like it.
Snickering, you notice how much like one of the villages in your manga back home it is like. Or like one of the NPC villages in your video games. Despite not knowing you(or, at least, you THINK they don't know you) the colorful ponies all wave at you and smile as you walk by. Always the polite child of your mother's seven back home, you smile and nod back.
The town is a quaint little town. Homes line the streets, and though they are a bit old-fashioned, they remind you of condos. The town is built in a small valley, with a schoolhouse on one of the hills. As walk around in wonder, you feel a rumbling.
"Maybe this town is prone to earthquakes?" You wonder to yourself, but then face palm, (hoof palm)yourself, realizing you're just hungry. Walking around, you look for a place for food. Out of the corner of your eye, you see a stand of apples, selling what seems to be all apple products.
I sure could use an apple pie right now...
The stand is being manned by an orange pony with a blond ponytail. You walk up to the stand, slumping down in front of it.
"Uuuumm... Could I have an apple pie please?" You say, knocking on the stand sign.
"Course' ya can," she said. "That'll be three bits."
"Bits...?" You ask. "What the hell are bits?"
"Whaddaya mean, what are bits?" She looks up at me. "Ah, it's you. Up, sugarcube?"
"Well, yes, but how did you know I was asleep?"
She winked. "I was one of the ponies lookin' after ya."
You fidget, not completely comfortable with the thought that some girls were looking at you while you slept.
"So what are bits?" You ask.
"Ya should know what bits are. Bits are our way of payin' for stuff. I'm not so much of a country hick that I think Manehattan doesn't use bits. What're ya gettin' at?" She gives you a puzzled look.
"I told you, I don't know where Manehattan is! I'm not from Manehattan!" Your outburst scares her, but also draws a pitying look from her.
"We'll figure it out I'm sure. Tell ya what. Meet me at the schoolhouse up on that hill there round two o clock. And ya can take the pie. Don't look like ya got any bits on ya anyway. Later, ya should earn some bits tho." She hands you the pie.
You nod to her, thank her for the pie, and walk off, puzzled. You decide to find a place to relax and enjoy your pie.
Finding a bench outside a restaurant, you sit down and dig in. Unsure how to eat without a fork, you awkwardly shove your face into the pie. As you eat, you overhear a conversation.
"How could you let him get away, Spike! What if that was actually a successful summoning!? Now we could never find him!"
"Sorry Twilight! It's just... I was sleepy, and he was so fast, he just kinda stormed off... He couldn't have gotten far. Maybe Owlowiscious could look for him?"
"I don't know, Spike. He could be anywhere."
"Hey y'all. Lookin' for that colt ya summoned earlier Twilight?"
"Yes! How did you know? Do you know where he is?"
"Nope, but we're meeting at the schoolhouse later. Then we'll talk everythin' over."
"Phew! Okay. I'll see you there then."
You look back to what is left of your pie.
"Good god," you groan. "I hope this isn't a trap..."
Love and tolerance... Love and tolerance... Love and tolerance...
More of the same as the last chapter, I'm afraid.
I think it's Owlicious or Owlowiscious.
Depth is needed I think.
I'll take that in to consideration. Yeah,this characters views are kinda messed up. He pretty mutch just thinks he's hallucinating and ignores spike. Does this fanfic frustrate u that much?
But yeah, try to love and tolerate the mistakes I make guys. I'm still learning, and really want your comments to get better.
2579920 damn, ur right. The second chapter Does need more depth. I'll try to make the third chapter better.
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Frustrate? No. Hopefull? Oh yes.
Dear author, what is the difference between your stories and others where you wake up as a pony?
This is the question I want answered. It has not been answered, which gives me hope. Something new? A twist to an old standby? Maybe it's just for fun? Or something else? And we don't know what kind of pony we are yet, which adds a bit of tension.
Great apple trees come from one small apple...
Good.......... very good......
*mustaches* teehee
O wait you spelled.....OWILISHUS Omg....ok im done. still you might wanna looke up how to spell that
2588278 and i spelled look wrong me fail
Yes, all, i need to apologize for that. I was not sure how to spell his name, and have realized I have gotten many dislikes because of it. I will fix that right away.
There we go. I edited and changed the spelling. If you still dislike the spelling ask Lauren Not me.
2589713 OK. hey lauren what's up? now......HOW DO YOU SPELL OWILICIOUS OR OWILISHUS......TELL ME!!!!
I'm working on chaptern3. It's almost done.