HUMAN World

by Razalon The Lizardman

Reinforcements of the Goddess

Fluttershy wasn’t used to having visitors late at night, what with living in a cottage outside of Ponyville and remaining a tad reclusive aside from outings with her friends. It was as such that, when she heard a series of frantic knocks on her front door while tucking in her little critters for the night, she immediately predicted it was her friends coming to her with important news.

“Hello girls,” she said to Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, and Rarity who all wore concerned expressions. She then looked down at the baby dragon clutching a comic book to his chest. “And hello to you too, Spike.”

“Hi, Fluttershy,” Applejack said, sounding as concerned as her face indicated. “Listen, something’s happened ta Twilight, an’ we need yer help ta help her with it.”

Fluttershy took a moment to peer around the group, confirming the lavender librarian wasn’t among them. “What happened to her?” she asked. “She’s not hurt, is she?”

Rarity gestured inside the cottage. “Perhaps we should sit down and talk this over?” she inquired. She reached out and placed a placating hoof on Fluttershy’s shoulder. “It may unearth some rather . . . unpleasant, memories regarding a certain incident at Everfree Castle.”

Fluttershy stared blankly for a moment. Then her eyes widened and she knocked Rarity’s hoof away before slamming the door shut in their faces. The sound of multiple locks clicking into place emanated from the other side followed by a soft thud against the door itself.

“I don’t care what you say or do!” she screamed, completely negligent of her critter friends trying to fall asleep. “The Pony of Shadows will never, I repeat never, make me his bride!” A soft whimpering sounded from the other side, followed by her soft voice saying, “I don’t crave apples; I’m not a vampony anymore.”

The group gave each other bewildered looks before Rainbow Dash faced the door and spoke up. “What’re you talking about, Flutters!? The Pony of Shadows is just a myth, and of course you aren’t a vampony anymore! Twilight’s spell made sure of that.”

“Yeah!” Pinkie Pie chimed in. “In fact,” she sat on Fluttershy’s doorstep and enacted the motions for a Pinkie Promise, “I Pinkie Promise this has absolutely nothing to do with shadow ponies, vamponies, or anything else that goes bump in the night!”

A few moments of silence followed, after which the sound of locks being undone emanated from the other side of the door. It opened a tad and Fluttershy peeked through the crack just big enough for half of her face.

“She did the motions?” she asked the group. They all nodded slowly, except for Pinkie herself who nodded exuberantly. “Okay, then,” she opened the door all the way, “come on in.”

The group entered and settled down in her living room. Fluttershy shut the door and joined them. “So, what’s happened to Twilight?” she asked them, taking a seat on the couch.

“Like I said earlier,” Rarity said with a tinge of uncertainty, “it may unearth some unpleasant memories.” She gestured to the kitchen. “Perhaps we should brew up some tea?”

“It’s okay, Rarity,” Fluttershy said, holding a hoof up. “Nothing aside from you-know-what will leave me crying in the corner.” A confident smile graced her lips.

The group shared glances, silently debating whether to trust the butterscotch pegasus. Eventually, they all nodded satisfactorily and Spike spoke up.

“Here’s the thing.” He held up the Enchanted Comic so Fluttershy could see. “Twilight and I were-”

“HOW DARE THEY HURT A HARMLESS LITTLE FIREFLY!”

Spike was cut off when Fluttershy suddenly lunged toward him, hooves outstretched and teeth grit as she made to swipe the Enchanted Comic from him. The baby dragon flinched in response and instinctually used the comic as a shield.

“Fluttershy, cease this ingrace!” Rarity yelled, and used her magic to halt Fluttershy’s advance. The pegasus was left dangling in the air just a few meters from Spike, who was now trembling with fear with the comic still covering his face.

“Arrrgh!” she growled, and began flailing her body all around in an attempt to break free. “Let me go! That comic’s gonna be nothing more than a pile of scraps when I’m done with it!”

“NO!” Spike screamed from behind the comic. “If you do that, then . . . Twilight . . .” He got to his feet and scurried farther away from Fluttershy, who was seething with unbridled rage by this point.

“Y’all can’t do that, Fluttershy,” Applejack affirmed, getting up and trotting over to her pegasus friend. “Who knows what’ll happen ta Twilight if’n ya tear that comic apart?”

At the mention of Twilight’s name Fluttershy ceased her struggles and stared confusedly at the apple farmer. “What about Twilight?” she asked her.

“Twilight’s gotten herself sucked into that there comic,” Applejack explained, pointing to it as Spike peeked over the cover. “If we tear it up ‘fore we get Twilight outta there, well . . . it can’t be good fer her, that’s a guarantee.”

“Quite right, darling,” Rarity agreed, and turned to Fluttershy still suspended in her magic. “I warned you that this could unearth unpleasant memories, but can I trust that you’ll control your temper knowing our dear friend is stuck in the world of that glorified picture book?”

Fluttershy drew in a shuddering breath before looking apologetically toward Spike. “Oh Spike, I’m so, so, SO incredibly sorry I threatened to rip that thing apart.” She let out a few quiet sobs. “Can you forgive me?”

But Spike wasn’t listening to her. He was busy staring at the Enchanted Comic’s inside pages, like he expected his pseudo-mother/friend to appear within the panels, look up at him and ensure the baby dragon that she’s alright and that she’ll be back home in no time. His young mind desperately wanted reassurance that she was okay within the comic’s world, and a part of him felt responsible for her being trapped in there to begin with.

I shouldn’t have asked her to read me this stupid thing, he thought, a tear rolling down his cheek and dropping to the floor.

Spike was jolted from his self-blame by a hoof on his shoulder. He turned to look up at the, unusually comforting, face of Rainbow Dash.

“Don’t worry, Spike,” she stated, “we’ll get her back safe and sound; you’ll see.”

“Indeed we shall,” Rarity affirmed, letting Fluttershy go and trotting over to join them. “It would be unbecoming of me to refuse a friend’s plea for help.”

“You bet!” Pinkie chirped, bouncing over to them. “Next to breaking a promise, refusing to help a friend in need is the surest way to lose their friendship.” Her eyes squinted and she growled, “Forrreeevvverrr.”

“Riiiiight,” Rarity hesitantly agreed, and turned to the remaining two mares. “Anyway, what say you Fluttershy? Can we count on you to help us as well?”

Everyone looked expectantly at the butterscotch pegasus, who shrank under their collective gaze.

“I-I-I-,” she stuttered, hesitant to answer at first, before eventually shouting out, “I can’t do it!”

“What!?” Rainbow Dash shouted back, while all the others looked disappointed. “We need you! Remember what happened last time? How you clobbered Mane-iac’s machine and finished the story so we could return home?”

“I’m sorry, girls,” she said resolutely, “but I can’t do it if it means seeing any more innocent animals being harmed.” She furrowed her brows. “Besides, there’s no guarantee we’d even get super pony powers with this new comic.”

“Still, though,” Rarity began, but a firm shake of Fluttershy’s head defeated her resolve. The alabaster unicorn sighed and turned to Applejack. “And you, dear Applejack?”

The farm mare adorned a coy expression. “Actually, Ah had somethin’ else in mind.” She looked to Spike with a determined smile. “Spike, can y’all show me where that ‘House of Enchanted Comics’ is up in Canterlot?”

Spike quirked a brow. “Why?” he asked.

“Why else?” she asked back, stomping her front hooves; lightly so as to not disturb Fluttershy’s critter friends. “So Ah can give them no-good jokesters a piece of my mind fer messin’ with you an’ Twilight.” She scuffed a hind hoof across the wooden floor, as if ready to charge. “No way anypony’ll get away with somethin’ like this if’n Ah’ve got somethin’ ta say about it.”

“Count me in, Applejack.”

Everyone turned as one to Fluttershy, who had reigned in her previous sorrow and now had her head dipped so her bangs hid her face. Had her friends been able to see it, however, they likely would have cowered in fear on the spot. The look in Fluttershy’s eyes was so dark, vengeful and twisted that her friends would likely believe she wasn’t even Fluttershy, rather a monster from Tartarus in disguise as the former Element of Kindness.

“Um, well . . . okay then,” Applejack hesitantly replied, looking back to the group. “So, here’s how Ah see things goin’ down: Spike, Fluttershy and myself will head on up ta Canterlot and tear into whoever owns the House, all the while Dash, Rarity, and Pinkie go into the comic and help Twilight get out. That sound good to y’all?”

After a few moments of silent contemplation between the three ponies and dragon, they all nodded in agreement. Spike laid the comic out on the floor in front of them and joined AJ and Fluttershy.

“Well,” Rarity said, turning to Dash and Pinkie, “shall we then?”

“Uh-huh,” Rainbow replied with a nod. “Let’s do this!”

“Oooh,” Pinkie squealed, “I’m so excited I’m nervous.” Her eyes lit up. “I’m . . . I’m . . .”

Everyone else just stared blankly at the pink party pony as she trailed off. Eventually she just shrugged and said, “I’ve got nothing.”

There were five simultaneous blinks of confusion before Rarity said, “Oookay then,” and all three looked down at the spell written on the open page.

“‘To return from the world of your imagination’,” Rarity read.

“‘Start, travel, experience’,” Rainbow continued.

“‘And finally impart memories of these three upon your creation’,” Pinkie finished.

Fluttershy, Applejack, and Spike all watched as the other three chanted the spell, after which the bright white flash shined and the comic began sucking the three mares into its world. One by one they entered, not showing the slightest bit of resistance unlike last time. Once they’d all disappeared into the comic, Applejack turned to the others.

“Alright, y’all!” she cheered. “Let’s give them varmints a piece of our minds!”

“Yeah,” Spike said, pounding his fists together in a rather crude display of menace. “Let’s tear into them!”

“I’ve got just the thing for that,” Fluttershy said in a soft, dark tone. “Wait right here, I’ll be back.” She turned around and headed for the stairs up to her room.

Applejack and Spike exchanged confused glances before the farm mare called after her.

“Whatcha got in mind, Fluttershy!?”

The butterscotch pegasus stopped. She turned to face them with a maniacal look that sent shivers down both of their spines, one they’d never before pictured adorning the former Bearer of Kindness’ face.

“You’ll see,” she half-whispered to them, and resumed her trip upstairs.

---

Twilight was busy examining the Enchanted Comic’s world, specifically the brick wall of one of the buildings along the alley, when her ears twitched in response to a soft thud emanating from behind her.

Mental note, sound functions here the same as it does in the real world, she thought, and turned around to see what made the noise.

She beamed upon seeing it was her friends, or at least some of them. She briefly wondered why Applejack, Fluttershy, and Spike weren’t among the new arrivals before shaking it off and rushing forward. She bent down to Rarity’s unconscious form and gently nudged her.

“Rarity, wake up,” she said. “It’s me; Twilight.”

The alabaster unicorn groaned in her sleep. “Urrrgh . . .” She opened her eyes a tad to see Twilight’s own staring down at her. “T-Twilight?”

The lavender alicorn didn’t reply, however, instead trotting over to Rainbow’s unconscious body and gently nudging her as well. “Come on Rainbow, now’s not the time for a nap.”

The cyan pegasus groaned as well and shakily began rising to her hooves. “Ugh, my head,” she whined, holding a hoof to her forehead. “It feels like I took a hundred-question exam on reading positions.”

Twilight ignored her friend’s remark and trotted over to Pinkie Pie, the last of her friends to join her in the comic’s world. “Wake up, Pinkie; we have a lot of work to do.”

The pink party pony let out an exaggerated yawn and stretched her hooves out on the gravelish ground of the alley before rising to her hooves and opening her eyes. “Oh, hiya Twilight,” she said, tired, but chipper all the same. “We’ve come to help you get out of this comic’s world.”

“And I’m very thankful for that, Pinkie,” she said, in a sincere tone but with no smile. “But where are the others?” She turned to Rainbow and Rarity. “Where’s Spike, AJ, and Fluttershy?”

“Applejack decided to go to Canterlot and give the owners of The House of Enchanted Comics a stern talking to, or something to that effect,” Rarity replied as she rose to her hooves and stretched all her legs and back. “Fluttershy and little Spikey-Wikey volunteered to join her.”

“Well that’s . . . nice of them?” Twilight hesitated, shifting her eyes confusedly back and forth before shaking her head and adopting an expression of stern forthrightness. “Well, in any case, you’re all here now and we’ve got to work together to get out of here.”

“Quite right, darling,” Rarity confirmed. She took a moment to observe their surroundings and shuddered at the uncouth appearance of the alley. “Please tell me this entire world doesn’t look as dreadful as this alley.”

“Don’t worry, it isn’t,” Twilight confirmed, smiling. “I did a quick reconnaissance of the area outside this alley and, sweet Celestia, this world is huge!” She held a hoof up to her head in exasperation. “I swear, just this one city easily dwarfs Maretropolis from that Power Ponies comic, and I didn’t even get to see what else lies beyond.”

“Well, to be fair we didn’t get to see all of Maretropolis,” Rainbow pointed out. “‘Cause, you know, we were so concerned with getting out to really bother exploring.” She took a moment to stretch her wings before a thought crossed her mind regarding them. “You know, now that I think about it, how come we haven’t been transformed in any way by the comic’s magic Like, say, being turned into humans ourselves?”

“That’s a good question, Rainbow,” Twilight said. “But it’s one we’ll have to save for after we get out of here. Right now, we have to focus on actually doing just that.”

“Aw, c’mon,” Rainbow whined. “Why don’t we explore a little while we’re here? Maybe mess around with the locals since, you know, we created them and everything.”

“Yeah, let’s have some fun!” Pinkie cheered. “We could throw them all a hello-we’re-your-creators-and-we-demand-you-worship-us-like-the-goddesses-we-are party!” She ended her statement with a wide grin and a squee.

Twilight was about to reply when Rainbow cut her off. “I wanna see their reactions when I perform a Sonic Rainboom,” she declared, puffing her chest out. “They’d be like, ‘Rainbow Dash is the best! Rainbow Dash is awesome!’ and stuff.” Her eyes sparkled like diamonds.

“I hate to burst your bubbles, girls,” Twilight replied, drawing both of their attention, “but we can’t show ourselves to any humans here.”

“What!?” Rainbow said, her eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Why not?”

“Don’t you remember how we’re portrayed in my HUMAN trilogy?” Twilight asked. “We exist to humans the same way they exist to us, as fictional characters, meaning if we show ourselves to any it’ll cause mass chaos.”

“Right you are, darling,” Rarity agreed, stepping forward. “Which begs the question of how we’re going to make it out of here while remaining perfectly stealthy?”

“I’ve got a spell for that,” Twilight replied, then turned back to Pinkie and Rainbow. “But first we need some assurance that you two won’t do anything that’ll blow our cover.” She furrowed her brows. “Promise us you two will behave while we’re here, okay?”

Rainbow and Pinkie both pouted in response and looked downcast, Pinkie looking sad and Rainbow looking frustrated. Silence reigned around them while Twilight and Rarity waited for an answer from the other two mares. The lack of noise was so prevalent that a pin could drop from either end of the alley and any of their ears would’ve twitched in response.

Eventually, after what seemed like hours of waiting but was really only a few moments, both Rainbow and Pinkie sighed in defeat and made the motions for a Pinkie Promise.

“Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye,” they both chanted simultaneously.

Twilight and Rarity both smiled. “Now then,” Twilight said, drawing everyone’s attention, “on the topic of rhymes, we need to figure out what the one that got us here meant.”

“You mean the whole ‘To leave the world of your imagination, yadda yadda yadda’ thing?” Rainbow asked.

“Yes,” Twilight confirmed. “We need to figure out what it meant by ‘start, travel, experience and finally impart memories of these three upon your creation’.”

“Well, it should be fairly obvious what it meant by ‘your creation’, darling,” Rarity replied, drawing Twilight’s attention. “The comic featured your OC, did it not? If it was sent with the specific intention of getting you to read the spell aloud, then clearly we must find Warren Zaccaro.”

Twilight tapped her chin in thought for a moment. “That . . . makes sense, actually,” she replied. Then a smile spread across Twilight’s muzzle as something else crossed her mind. “Yeah, and the ‘impart memories’ must be referring to my memory transference spell.” She clapped her hooves together. “So, if all that’s correct, then all we have to do is find Warren and copy the memories of our time here in this comic’s world to his brain!” She turned to the others. “Alright, let’s get going, girls!” She began walking down one end of the alley.

The others didn’t follow after her however, and Twilight turned back to see them all staring blankly at her.

“Um, why aren’t you moving?” Twilight asked, turning fully around to face them.

“Do you even know where we need to go?” Rainbow asked.

“. . . Well,” Twilight sheepishly replied, scuffing a hoof across the ground. “I kinda . . . don’t.”

The other three mares simultaneously face-hooved.

“Well then,” Rarity deadpanned. “We’ll just have to figure out where to go then, won’t we?”

“Right,” Twilight replied, quick to rein in her sheepishness. She sat down on her haunches and furrowed her brows, clearly deep in thought. The other mares waited for a few minutes as their princess friend contemplated how to find their way to her OC. Eventually, Twilight stood back up and beckoned them closer.

“Okay, I’ve got an idea,” she said as they approached. Once they’d amassed around her, Twilight charged up her horn and pointed it at each of them one by one, to which they were enveloped in a translucent glow the same color as their respective eyes. Once she was done with her friends, Twilight cast the same spell on herself.

Her friends looked at their bodies in confusion. “Um, what did you just do?” Rainbow asked, a tinge of nervousness in her voice.

“It’s an advanced illusionary enchantment,” Twilight replied, smiling. “Basically, as long as it’s active we’ll come across as normal humans to anyone who sees or touches us.” Her smile fell into a hard frown. “However, our cover will be blown if we do anything humans can’t do of their own accord, such as flying or magic.”

“But, we can still do those things as long as no one sees us, right?” Rainbow asked, hopeful.

“I’ll be the judge of when it’s safe to shed our disguises,” Twilight affirmed. She then turned around and began walking down the alley, beckoning the others to follow. “Now then, let’s find out where we need to go, shall we?”

“How are we going to do that?” Rarity asked.

Though they couldn’t see it, Twilight’s muzzle adorned a wry smile. “Well . . .”

---

“Take it! Take all my money!” the anonymous human male shouted. “Just let me go, please! I have a wife and kids!”

The group of disguised mares had been quickly successful in capturing a human wearing khaki shorts and a blue t-shirt with eyeglasses taking a late night stroll as he passed by the alley they appeared in. The girls had tackled the hapless man to the sidewalk and dragged him into the alley, kicking and screaming. Since using magic would blow their cover, the girls had to wrestle with the man for a good while before finally managing to pin him against the alley wall, with Rarity and Rainbow Dash holding down his limbs while Pinkie covered his eyes with a blindfold that she brought with her for ‘blindfold emergencies’.

Twilight, having taken up the role of interrogator, sighed in exasperation and replied to the human’s pleas.

“We don’t want to hurt you.” She tried to sound as soothing as possible. “We just need some information.”

“Anything! I’ll tell you anything!” he cried, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“Geez, you are such a crybaby!” Rainbow Dash said, rolling her eyes.

“Rainbow!” Rarity scolded. “We have no right to shout insults at him when what we’re doing is downright horrid!”

“Please don’t hurt me!” the human continued to cry. “I promise I- . . . Rainbow?”

Both Rarity and Rainbow Dash froze in shock, while Pinkie mouthed the word ‘busted’ to them and Twilight just face-hooved.

“In fact, your voices sound like-”

“Like I said, we need some information!” Twilight shouted, eliciting a whimper from their captive. She gave a quick, furious glance to both Rarity and Rainbow before returning to the man. “First off, what city is this?”

“I-I-It’s Seattle, ma’am,” he stuttered.

Twilight arched an eyebrow in slight confusion. She immediately recognized the name Seattle as one of the many parodied names of Equestrian cities Pinkie Pie had contributed to the first HUMAN book, but the specifics of where that city was located weren’t touched upon in the books or even the Crystalvision adaptation. At least, it hadn’t been during her tenure as showrunner. There was so much room for expansion of both the book series and the show, Twilight realized, and wondered if Lyra would take it upon herself to do such now that she was the showrunner for HUMAN: The Crystalvision Series.

“C-C-Can I go now, please?” the human pleaded, snapping Twilight from her reverie.

“Oh, um . . . where’s Seattle in relation to Cary, North Carolina?” she asked him.

“Th-That’s on the other side of the country,” he replied, the stuttering having diminished a bit. “Look, if that’s where you need to go then just look at a map or a globe or something!”

“And where can we find a map or a globe or something?” Twilight calmly asked him.

“Just look in the SPL,” he replied, his voice starting to take on some annoyance. “There’s bound to be countless maps of the United States in there.”

Twilight was confused. “What’s the SPL?” she asked.

“It stands for ‘Seattle Public Library’,” the human clarified.

Immediately, Twilight’s eyes lit up while her friends just groaned exasperatedly. “A library?” she said excitedly, and clapped her front hooves together. “Where is it?”

The man gestured with his head to his right, toward the alley’s entrance. “Just keep heading down the street to the left. It’s the abstract-looking building with two trees in front and a diamond-patterned roof; you can’t miss it.”

“That’s perfect!” Twilight cheered, her eyes shining like diamonds themselves. “Thank you, sir!”

“Can I go now?” he asked, hopeful.

“One last thing,” Twilight replied. She then charged up her horn and pointed it straight at the man’s head. She let loose the spell, to which his head slumped over onto his shoulder.

Her friends all stared at her, wide-eyed in shock, while Twilight nonchalantly said, “Basic sleeping spell. He’ll wake up in a few hours and, hopefully, forget everything that just happened.”

“What the hay!?” Rainbow shouted, making the lavender alicorn’s ears fold back. “I thought you said no flying or magic!?”

“That only applies when there’s humans around who can see us,” Twilight replied, rubbing her ringing ears until they settled down. “In this case, Pinkie’s blindfold took care of that problem.”

“Glad I could help!” Pinkie chirped, and proceeded to untie the blindfold from the now unconscious man’s face. “Aww, he looks so cute when he’s asleep.” The man began snoring through his nose quite loudly, and Pinkie giggled when drool began pouring from his mouth.

“Anyway,” Twilight continued, drawing everyone’s attention, “we’ll have to use cover names whenever we’re within earshot of a human.” She glared at Rarity and Rainbow Dash, who both snorted in response. “And they need to sound human-esque. I’ll be . . . Twila, how’s that sound?”

Rainbow Dash deadpanned. “Seriously?” she groaned. “That’s your cover name?”

Twilight pouted. ‘Well, I don’t see you coming up with a better one,” she claimed.

“Watch me,” Rainbow said, smirking. “From now on, just call me . . . Jenny.”

“. . . Okay, that is better,” Twilight conceded, to which Rainbow’s smirk grew even wider. “But ‘Twila’ will still suffice.”

“We shall see,” Rarity affirmed. She briefly tapped her chin in thought before she adopted her ‘IDEAAA!’ expression and continued with, “From now on, whensoever there’s a human within earshot, refer to me as Maria.”

“Alright, that’ll work,” Twilight replied, nodding. She then turned to Pinkie. “And what about you, Pinkie? What’ll your cover name be?”

“Isn’t it obvious, Twilight?” Pinkie asked, wrapping a hoof around the lavender mare’s shoulder and pulling her close. She held her other hoof up in a dramatic fashion like she was ready to make a rousing speech. “There’s only one human name that’s befitting a mare like me, and it’s named after the bestest of all the food groups in the great pyramid.”

Twilight stared blankly for a moment before turning to Rarity and Rainbow for clarification as to what name Pinkie was talking about, but they just shrugged and shook their heads. “And, what name is that?” Twilight finally asked her hyperactive friend as she turned back to her.

Pinkie responded by pressing her muzzle right up to Twilight’s and narrowing her eyes. “From now on, whenever there’s a human around,” she said in what almost qualified as a hushed whisper, “refer to me as Candy and nothing else.”

Twilight blinked for a good solid second, as did Rarity and Rainbow behind her, while Pinkie retained her serious expression that almost unnerved her friends. Finally, Twilight smiled nervously and replied with, “Okay then, Candy it is.”

Pinkie immediately let go of the lavender princess, making her stumble a bit, as she lifted both hooves into the air and cheered, “HOOORAAAY!”

“Yeah, sure,” Twilight half-heartedly agreed. She turned toward the alley’s exit. “Anyway, let’s get a move on girls; we have a library to visit.” Her eyes lit up again at this thought as she began trotting toward the street.

“Well, it may not be like Daring Do,” Rainbow said, stepping in line behind her friend, “but an adventure is an adventure, and this mare’s always up for one of those.”

“Indeed you are,” Rarity agreed, taking a moment to stretch her legs before falling in line behind her. “And I suppose a little excitement would be nice for a change; things have been rather boring at my boutique as of late.”

Pinkie said nothing as she stepped in line last, instead deciding to chew on her mane like it was cotton candy.

Hmmm, not bad actually.

Comments

[Cakebomb]

It's nice, but I don't want to see Twilight blocking bullets or shit.

[batran]

can't wait for the ponies to see what humans are capable of...

no wait, they are kind of our creators....

[deloreaninatardis]

road trip! heck yeah

[Bronze Statue]

Oh god, Pinkie's name....

[Autumnschild]

Ah, the Seattle Public Library. A fantastic place to find a map. Well done.

[OmnipresentMicroorganism]

The butterscotch pegasus stopped. She turned to face them with a maniacal look that sent shivers down both of their spines, one they’d never before pictured adorning the former Bearer of Kindness’ face.

Oh god don't let this turn into a Butchershy fic.