Yeah yeah, jumping on the OC bandwagon...although this OC wasn't exactly my idea. Just decided to throw it in for the hell of it.

It was midnight. The only sounds I could hear were the crickets chirping outside the windows and the refrigerator running. I have a habit of randomly awaking during the night. It's a burden really if you're trying to get sleep. But here I was, just staring right up at the wooden-grooved ceiling. Just laying on this couch, hands under my head, just gazing off into the distance. This is one of the rare times where I reflect upon what the glorious fuck is happening. I don't even know how the hell did I get sucked into this imaginary world...I've probably been drugged or injured into a coma in reality. Damn...those must be some pretty trippy drugs. I held my hands in front of my face. The moonlight outside provided some light over the dark blue setting. I could see the black outline around my hands. My skin was just one Caucasian shade. No hues, no shading, no anything. Just a flat color, as with much of the scenery around me.

This...strange pony that I've ran into in the past couple of days, now just met, is sleeping away in the room above me, free from all though being in a different place. This world was somewhat similar to the world I was in, they had homes, trees, grass, mountains, skies and such. Various objects that also relate to my world, it's just all...strange. I was forced to watch a few episodes with younger siblings, typical cartoon. Just to think that the writers and animators happened to jot down all the personality and designs of the ponies, to only have them be pretty accurate in this world. I'm pretty sure they don't have the worry about rising gas prices, nuclear threats going off everywhere, being agonized in society for being different.

But come to think of it...this...pony creature. If that's even a pony. Pale white skin, black suit complete with tie...me having the horrible pleasure of meeting its human...thing counter part. Seriously, I don't know how I'm connected to this...thing...or how I'm even connected to this world at all. This would pretty much be every little girl's/18 year old neckbeard's dream. Suddenly there was a thump outside. I sat up and looked out the nearest window. A shadow passed by the window. I got up from the couch, staggered somewhat, and slowly moved to the window. Out in the distance, I saw a pony...fly off. My mind was a little more eased now, that it's just a Pegasus...and not that slender like pony. But what would a Pegasus be doing at this hour?

I shook the thought from my head, deeming it as having no significant importance, and walked back to the couch. I laid down back in my previous position, falling back into deep thought. This time, I closed my eyes for a while, trying to get back to sleep after being awake for the previous 30 minutes. Tomorrow, first off, I'm going to try to get my guitar back. Second, I need to find out how the hell does this Blitz guy...err pony know about my intermissions. Third...how do I get out of here? As much as this world is perfect...every person whom I interacted with on a daily basis is probably freaking out at my extended disappearance. Bleh, I'll worry about it tomorrow. I then stopped worrying about those thoughts, and drifted off to sleep.

The first think I awake to was the smell of something cooking. It smelled like a typical breakfast...to me at least. I slowly opened my eyes and rubbed the sand out of them. I sat up, back cracking with every movement, yawned, and scratched my head. The kitchen was in the room next to where I was, and a delightful smell was emitting from it, along with the sound of something frying. Out from a pantry that was obstructed from my view, I presume, came in Blitz, dumping some sort of hay into the pan. Now the smell transitioned from a lovely bacon n' eggs smell, into a burning plant smell.

"Whoaa...."

I silently said to myself as I waved the fumes away from my face.

"I see you're up..."

"Heh...yeah...I sorta smelled something"

"Just makin' some eggs and hay"

"H..."

Oh yeah, that's right. Ponies, hay, forgot.

"Oh..."

"...you wanna try some?"

"uh...I don't think I can digest hay..."

Blitz looked around, went up to the stove, cut up the last egg in the pain and put it on a paper plate and gave it to me.

Stereotyped cartoon egg, perfect white, perfect yolk.

I sat down at the table where Blitz was sitting. I grabbed a fork and took a bite out of the egg.

...taste's the same.

"Pretty good..."

"Yeah, I'm not that much of an advanced cook...but I know my basics."

"Yeah...yeah..."

I said as I starred down at my egg, not making any further move to eat it.

Blitz noticed my droopy eyes

"I'm going to assume that you were...err..awake all night?"

"Not really, just I woke up here and there...thought a little...woke up again to some noises outside"

Blitz suddenly stopped eating and looked at me.

"...was there a Pegasus outside?"

"...yea"

Blitz sighed.

"I'll attend to that later"

"In the meantime, why don't you err...go outside and do something while I go back into town and talk to those ponies you were previously with?"

"I don't think that's such a good idea...me being from a completely different dimension and all..."

"Not like anyone else is around here...We're sorta in a secluded area, and besides, there's this beehive behind the house that needs to be taken care of..."

Blitz smirked a grin at me.

I starred right at him.

"HAHA, YEAAAAno. I've already gotten my ass chased by a swarm of flying insects before, I'm not about to relive the scenario."

"....I'll letcha' use a can of hairspray and a box of matches"

"I'm in."

Blitz got up, went to the kitchen counter, pulled out a drawer and got a can of hairspray and a box of matches. He then trotted back over to me and handed me them.

My eyes light up, bring out the inner pyro in me. I grabbed the can and the box of matches and dashed out the kitchen, and out of the front door. This pony lived in a pretty secluded area alright. There were luscious green hills all around, and in the distance were great, big, mountains. There was a dirt road running down the street in front of home, leading to other cottages way out in the distance. If only homes on earth, in urbanized areas looked like this, and not all cramped up next to each-other. I then ran around to the back of the cottage to see a massive tree, with a beehive hanging down from it. Apart from the short bursts of wind and leaves rustling, I could hear the buzzing of the bees. I looked back and I saw Blitz hover in the air.

"I'll be back later, and hopefully will answer some of your questions, just take care of the tree...and yeah." Blitz took off.

"Oh, I'm going to take care of them alright." I said to myself with an evil smirk.

I pulled out a match from the box, swiped it across the lighting strip, and the match crackled to life. I carefully aimed the can in front of the match and sprayed a short burst of the hairspray.

"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH"

A giant fireball shot out from the spray, and went right at the tree. The tree suddenly combusted in flames.

"Uh...that wasn't suppose to happen" I said to myself. Then I witnessed the burning beehive fall to the ground. From it, I could hear a rumbling roar.

My eyes widened.

"...Fuck."

A stream of bees, some burning shot out from the hive and charged in a line right at me.

"oh shit...oh shit...OHSHITOHSHITOHSHITOHSHITOHSHITOHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT" I shouted out as I began to run for sweet mercy.

"GOD DAMMIT, NOT THIS AGAIN!"

I ran away from the cottage, hoping to god it doesn't catch on fire. Suddenly I felt light headed. Everything around me started to melt away. I had a feeling as if I were floating. Oh god...not this again. Suddenly everything flashed to white, and I found myself in a familiar white room.