Connors sudden question roused Spitfire from her sleep. Getting onto her hooves and walking along the bed up to Connors face, she smiled at him.
"Hey there sleepy head. Feeling better?" asked Spitfire whilst pouring herself and Connor a glass of water.
"Much better," responded Connor, in total awe of what he was seeing, "What happened?"
"I crashed into you and knocked you out," Spitfire replied as she handed Connor the glass of water, "Accidently of course."
"How long was I out?"
"About six hours."
Connor remained silent for a few seconds before continuing, "Where am I?"
"Canterlot Castle Infirmary."
"Where?" Connor asked, completely confused.
Spitfire caught on immediately. "I'll let Princess Celestia explain. She may have more answers than I do."
"Princess Celestia?" Connor repeated aloud, "She sounds lovely."
"Why thank you my dear guest. It is so nice to be complimented by a stranger. And a handsome one at that," Celestia said as she walked into the room. Connor blushed as he saw the white alicorn enter the room. He radiant white fur and ethereal mane blowing taking Connor's breath away.
"My apologies ma'am I meant no disrespect, my name is Connor," he said with slight worry in his voice, he didn't want to insult a Princess. It may not bode well for him he thought.
"No apology necessary, I was not offended," replied Celestia with a serene smile, "How are you feeling?"
"Much better thank you," looking at motioning towards Spitfire he continued, "She said you'd be able to tell me where I am."
"Correct. You are in the Kingdom of Equestria. You are not of this world are you?" Celestia asked.
Spitfire and Connor both looked startled but for different reasons. Spitfire because she realised she was in the in the presence of an alien, and Connor because Celestia knew he was from somewhere else entirely.
"How did you know?" he asked looking more worried than ever.
"As an alicorn, I have a greater sense of magical awareness. What I sense from you is not of this world. I have never met any being like you in my life and I have been alive for over 2,000 years."
Connor was slightly startled by this,"OVER TWO THOUSAND YEARS, YOU'RE REALLY OLD!!"
Celestia and Spitfire both looked at Connor wide-eyed. Connor quickly realised his faux pas and responded quickly, "N-not that I ever would have guessed. It's just that you look so young and vibrant....it....it's like you're the living embodiment of the sun itself."
It was Celestia's turn to blush, "Thank you kindly sir. But yes I am quite old so I have seen many creatures in the course of my life.
But you are the first......?"
"Human," Connor responded.
"Human that I have encountered. Are there many like you where you come from?"
"The country I'm from, England, has a population of around 53 million but my entire worlds' population is just over seven billion."
Spitfire and Celestia both look stunned by this. Equestria only had a population of 50 million, their world Equis had a population of approximately 600 million. That includes other pony nations like Germaney, Saddle Arabia, Neighpon and Prance as well as the Gryphon Kingdom and Minotaur Lands.
"That is quite a number," said Celestia still startled by the revelation, "And out of all those you are the only one to appear in Equestria?"
"As far as I know. To answer your next question I don't know how I got to Equestria. I was camping in some woods in my world, went to sleep there and when I woke up this morning I found my self in a different set of woods," Connor stopped momentarily to drink some water from his bedside table, "Not sure where I was I walked in a random direction until I came to the edge of the woods where I saw this Castle in the distance. It took several hours to walk here."
Celestia nodded in understanding, "It sounds like you appeared in the Whitetail Woods. I will send a search team to cover the entire woods to see of they find anything that may explain your arrival," Celestia paused as she looked over to the window, "It's time I lowered the sun."
What? Did she just say lower the sun?
Connor watched in astonishment as the Solar Diarch lowered her Sun beneath the horizon. Moments later a full moon replaced the sun in the sky. Noticing Connor's astonishment the Princess giggled, "Have you not seen that before?"
"No. Where I'm from our world orbits the sun whilst rotating on its axis while the tidally locked moon orbits the Earth, Earth being the name of my world. Here I'm guessing things are a little different?"
"Indeed they are. Now, how about you and Group Captain Spitfire join me for tea in the dining hall. You must be hungry today after all that happened."
"I'd like that Princess, thank you," Connor paused momentarily. He's just realised the name of the Pegasus that has been silent during his conversation with the Princess, "Your name's Spitfire," Spitfire nodded, "That's a bloody brilliant name," Connor said not able to hide his excitement.
Spitfire looked stunned by this unexpected compliment, "Thanks buddy, probably the best compliment I've ever had."
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Celestia, Spitfire and Connor walked through the corridors whilst they told Connor some basic details about Equestria, things like magic, races, countries etc. To say Connor was fascinated is an understatement. The two ponies were equally fascinated when he told them some basic things about Earth, things like computers, cars, music and so on. Spitfire was particularly interested in these 'aeroplanes', Connor made a promise to Spitfire to go into more detail one day.
"That reminds me," said Celestia, "I have your belongings in my private room. I kept them safe for you whilst you received medical attention."
"I'd forgotten about them," Connor said, "Would I be able to have them back, I assure you there's nothing in them that will cause harm to you or your subjects?"
"Of course," responded Celestia, "I checked through them but purely as a security precaution, I could not risk the safety of my little ponies. I'll understand if you think less of me for going through your possessions...."
Connor interrupted, "You don't have to explain Princess I understand your concerns. I don't think less of you, on the contrary it's reassuring to see a you care so much for your subjects. Where I'm from politicians are worthless shit stains that care only for themselves."
The two ponies were quite shocked at his use of language but did not object to it. He's been through a lot to day so they both gave him some slack.
The three of them entered the dining hall and took their seats. Connor in awe of its grand size. Though he was starting to panic a little. Due to the fact that the ponies who tended to his medical needs saw his teeth. Noticing his trepidation, Celestia spoke up.
"Is something the matter Connor?"
"Humans are omnivores," Connor responded bluntly.
"No matter. We sometimes have Griffon and Minotaur guests who themselves are carnivores. We will not hold being an omnivore against you," Celestia responded with reassuring warmth.
Breathing a sigh of relief Connor responded, "Then could I have chicken please, so long as it's cooked properly. Raw meat can kill a human."
Celestia slightly stunned at this nodded her head, "I'll see to it at once," turning her head to Spitfire she asked, "What would you like Group Captain?"
"The usual please."
Celestia nodded once more and lit up her horn.
"Tea will not be long now," said Celestia.
"Was that magic you just did?" asked Connor in amazement.
"Yes. I'm guessing magic does not exist in your world?"
"No it doesn't. Only in myth and fairytales."
"Facsinating," replied Celestia, "I know somepony who would love to talk to you about you and your world. I will make arrangements for you to see her. She is very friendly and my own personal student."
"Thank you. When would this happen?"
"Not now. You will stay at the castle for a short while so you can familiarise yourself with our world, and allow my court mages to examine the Whitetail Woods to determine how you got here and how to send you back."
Pausing for a moment, Connor asked "What if I can't go back?"
Celestia noticing the worry in his face said, "Then we will do everything we can to help you settle into our society."
Connor nodded. Celestia could see he wanted to ask something else but was to afraid to do so.
"If you want to ask me anything, please do. I will answer the best I can."
Pausing for a moment, Connor eventually asked "What if I don't want to go back?"
This really got the attention of Spitfire and Celestia, "Why wouldn't you want to go back? What about your family? Friends? Don't you miss them?" asked Spitfire.
"I was just exploring possible permutations of my predicament. Apologies if I mislead you," Connor said trying to keep a stoical expression. The two mares though looked at each other knowingly. They weren't sure what was wrong with Connor, but both decided not to press the issue as to do so could have negative consequences.
Attempting to re-assure Connor, Celestia spoke up.
"We would not force you to go against your will. We have no intention to cause you harm."
Connor nodded in acknowledgement. The dining room doors opened and servant ponies brought in the food. They had noticed Connor but did not say anything. After all who were they to question who their Princess has round for tea.
The two mares spoke to each other on current events in Equestria whilst Connor ate in silence, mentally taking in all the recent events.
"Connor are you alright?" asked Celestia with concern.
"I'm just a little tired."
"Spitfire, could you escort our guest to the guest room near my own chambers after tea?"
"Of course."
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After they finished Spitfire lead Connor out of the dining hall and towards the assigned guest room. They walked in silence and were ascending stairs in the main foyer when the sound of one Prince Blueblood could be heard. Spitfire face hoofed.
"What is this disgusting monster?" he said in a snooty tone whilst pointing at Connor.
Connor caught off guard by this struggled to get a response out.
"Watch it Prince Blueblood," said Spitfire spreading her wings out, both to protect Connor and to attack Blueblood if necessary.
Blueblood looked at Spitfire and continued his verbal attack.
"You stupid mare. Your monster of a pet should be on a lead, or better yet locked in a cage and never let out," Blueblood said with an astonishing level of snobbishness, "In fact I'll put him in the dungeons myself." Suddenly Connor and Spitfire found themselves in a magical grasp. Panicking he lashed out and unintentionally hit Blueblood.
"YOU VILE MONSTER. I WILL SEE THAT YOU ARE FULLY RESTRAINED IN THE DEEPEST DARKEST DUNGEON IN EQUESTRIA! NO-PONY CAN ASSAULT ME! DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM!"
Blueblood then swung his right foreleg at Connor. His hoof striking Connor in the face, there was an audible crack as Connor screamed in pain. His left cheek bone has been cracked. Connor was in a lot of pain and in tears. He and Spitfire where still in telekinetic hold.
"You will both be going to the dungeons for a very long time," he said smirking. That is until Celestia popped in out of nowhere.
"RELEASE THEM THIS INSTANT!!!"
Celestia shouted in the Royal Canterlot Voice. Connor nearly shit himself it was so loud and unexpected.
Blueblood wisely complied and teleported away before Celestia could deal with him. Looking her two guests over, she saw Spitfire was angry but ok. Connor however was curled up in a ball on the floor in tears and badly bruised. Walking over to him she wrapped him in her wings and stroked the top of his head with her hoof.
"Ssshhhh. It's OK, he won't hurt you ever again. He will be dealt with I promise you."
Connor nodded in understanding as Celestia released Connor from her embrace.
"You feeling better Connor?" Spitfire asked resting a hoof on his shoulder.
"Yeah thanks. A good nights sleep will help."
"I agree," said Celestia, "I will take you to your room to ensure Blueblood does not return, but first let me get you some ice your cheek bone," Celestia lit up her horn and a bag of ice appeared which she then held against Connor's swollen cheek. Turning to Spitfire she informed her she was welcome to stay in the castle for the night and if she could tell her Doctor to meet her in her chambers in one hour. Spitfire nodded and thanked the Princess, bade goodnight to Connor and took off for a guest room in another area of the castle.
"Come Connor," Celestia said in a calm and soothing voice, "I wish to speak to you in private, and return your belongings. Will you join me for tea?"
"Having tea with a beautiful princess, how could I refuse."
Celestia felt flustered. Not for the first time today, this strange creature had complimented her.
The two of them made their way to Celestias' private chambers for another pot of tea.
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Blueblood, meet my friend, butterfly knife!
Some inconsistency here; when Celestia used magic to heal him, couldn't she have done the same when he was knocked out, or when Spitfire sprained her wing? How did she know his cheekbone was cracked?
Also, he adjusted pretty quickly to being teleported to a new world... I would expect a bit more of an explanation if I landed in Equestria and happened to not be a Brony. Finally, the fight with Blueblood was very short lived - his appearance was also very sudden. I would expect maybe a "Who the heck are you?!" Or something along those lines from Connor. However, you did come up with a legitimate reason for having meat, and you captured Blueblood quite well.
Annother mindless snobish Blueblood...one strike.
The story itself start out pretty weak, another strike.
6700670 I have to agree, but I like to give all stories a chance. Before I decide wether to like it or not, usually 10 chapters.
Okay, so, this story might have promise but it's lacking in consistancy and structure.
Don't switch P.O.V.s so often and when you do don't do it in the same scene. Make scene-breaks.
Connor seems to be a real wimp. Seriously, he's lying on the ground currled up in a fetal position and crying? What a man...
Also, the story is too wordy. The pace is fine, but you're using too many words to describe a simple interaction.
I think this story could be decent if you revise it again and make the dialogue more natural and less exposition-loaded or explanitory. The characters seem pretty flat and that makes the times they do show emotion all that much more delightful (which is a bad thing).
I don't mean to put you down or anything, but I'm not going to be finishing this story if the whole thing is like this; which is how it's looking to be.
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Connor seems to be a real wimp. Seriously, he's lying on the ground currled up in a fetal position and crying? What a man...
Dude he got his checkbone cracked do you how much it f*cking hurts and he was scared to did you think he would sit there and take it
The legendary British Spitfire fighter
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Yep, politicians are deffinetly "useless shit stains," especially in our democratic party and the current U.S. president who isn't even a legal citizen. But what about the broken cheak bone?
7069703 yeah a very nice plane but with a little engine engenering flaw.
How the hell can you just have a cracked cheack bone healed I understand it's magic but still even if it was healed the fucking nerves should be on fire right now healed or not healed. It feels like mkx when someone does a fucking X-ray move https://tenor.co/pGKK.gif
You know from this chapter one might get the assumption he will go out with celestia not spitfire if they haven't read it b4
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He thinks he owns the country like it's some kind of business he's in charge of that he can fire anyone who doesn't listen to him. But he needs to realize he's more akin to one of three shareholders who needs atleast one vote from the other two if he wants anything done...
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That it does!, try also having a broken jaw to go with a cracked cheakbone.. yeah not something I wanna repeat.
This story... this... story... My god it is written so awful it makes my eyes bleed reading this drivel. I feel you have a good idea of what you want, but dude you really need to work on your writing. It reads like stereo instructions.
OK. i must say this story is great, at least the pace in this story doesn’t move like it took 5kg of speed or a line of cocain
BUT the Main Charakter could be less wimpy...like...a lot.
our moon ain't tidally locked m8.
Tidally locked means one object does not rotate around another. in other words the same side of object 1 will always face object 2 as object 2 does its own thing(like rotating around a star). it can create a day and night side of the locked object(a planet tidally locked with a star will have one side stupid hot and the other side stupid cold)
Sweet swamp Jesus the pacing!
I get that demonising Blueblood is a tradition in FimFiction culture but at least give him a chance man. Too early!
You just said his left cheek bone was cracked how is he okay with that?
Blueblood.... UR GONNA REGRET BEING ALIVE AND YOU'LL WISH YOU'RE NEVER BORN!!! GO TO HELL!!! *Ahem* Much better.
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I don't want to be that person mate but....our moon is tidally locked it's why we have a DARKSIDE to the moon because we don't bloody see it not because it doesn't see the sun, you should Google it before you try mouthing off on the internet trying to degrade a person and look smart
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I must say... the human Connor is taking his current predicament quite well, considering all he's seen & experienced during his first day in Equestria; including his encounter with Asshole Prince Fucktard (hehe, das funny).
I'd honestly expect him to freak out more, whilst in constant thought of where he was and 'what the absolute fuck was happening'. You know, show a little more distress emotion. He's seemed relatively chill & content that he's "no longer in Kansas anymore" as he had put it -- but meh, that's not really important or a significant problem - in fact, I am actually beginning to think it's good he's keeping chill. After all, panicking & freaking out won't help his situation any more; I think the character knows this, too.
Nonetheless, this chapter was great. I shall continue on with this story & see where it goes.
Huh, you know I would have thought spitfire to be tougher, both in character and speech: "sleepyhead" is not somerhing I would imagin her saying, I would have imagine she would have acted a bit deffensive due to an unknown creature near the castle, a place she is to protect by duty, I know NAF dudes are "soldiers in bikinies", or so Marines say, but they still show air of authority and profesionalism even after they made a mistake. Spitfire strikes me as that drill instructor in boot. Raspy voice despite being female due to extent history in constant "verbal motivation" towards her subordinates, strong character, disiplined and always judging what she has in front of her. Someone in her post must be an avid observer not easly surprised.