> Don't Veer for Deer
>  by CCpone
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> Just one of those days
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Arc I - Twilight what now?





Alexander's FOM:




Alexander's eyes snapped open revealing the beautiful and magnificent view of his bland and boring ceiling. The comforters that lay on-top of him kept the cold, frigid air at bay while safely securing the warm and cozy atmosphere beneath the surface. The fan attached to Alexander's ceiling spun around circulating the air throughout the room.

Today... is today one of those days? Alexander asked himself as he tilted his head to the left taking a quick glance at the alarm clock that lay above one of his old but effective heaters (after all living in a farm house has its downfalls in the winter). The glowing green numbers pierced through the thick vale of darkness with ease, making it easy for him to read out the simple information it displayed 'Thursday/June/4th/3:59 AM'. 

That is it did read '3:59 AM', until it quickly switched to '4:00 AM' bringing its slightly annoying beeping with it.

Acting fast Alexander tossed the comforters high into the air allowing him to jump out of bed and snatch his phone that lay plugged-in on-top of his nightstand. With a little flourish Alexander tossed the phone into the air causing it to spin a couple of times before landing back into his other hand.

Pressing the button on the side of the phone it lit up, illuminating a small area around him. The light helped Alexander out as he proceeded to put back in his ear buds. It took no thinking on Alexander's end as his thumb swiped the screen to pull up his playlist. His body so used to doing so in the morning it was purely out of instincts.

Taping the screen once the desired song began to play. "Yes, today was one of those days." He claimed with a smile creeping its way onto his face.

Alexander cranked up the volume to full and began to hum out the beginning tune of the song. It's melody and notes moving him through his room. He twirled and jumped over clothes that lay upon his floor. To an outsider Alexander would of looked completely ridiculous, however him living on a farm enabled him to do so without fear of someone else watching him.

As the first lyrics started to come in Alexander exited the bedroom and slid into the bathroom picking up his toothbrush as he passed by. It's the silly things in life that make progressing through the day worth it. He thought to himself as he proceeded to brush his teeth, signing along with the song using the toothbrush as a makeshift microphone.

An average day Joe would say at this point that Alexander had completely lost it, that he had finally lost his bananas and gone insane, but who the fuck cares? Today is just 'one of those days.' He yelled out with a smile moving its way onto his face.

His brushing continued making the words he sung completely indistinguishable from any other known language on the globe. Then again he didn't care, he was having the time of his life and nothing could stop him from making this a good day.

Finishing up brushing his teeth he placed the toothbrush back into the cup. Moving over to the shower he took out his ear-buds and place the phone upon the counter letting the music play through its speakers. While the speakers on the phone weren't really that loud they still cut through the sound of the shower and that's all he really needed.

Striping of his clothing he toss them to the side before jumping into the vacant shower. The water that greeted him was a bit on the cold side, but after a couple of seconds fiddling with the nozzle Alexander got it to the desired temperature. Today just keeps getting better and better. He said to himself as he continued to rinse away all of the grime he got from the night. Hell with a positive attitude any day could be like this one! he hummed contempt as the relaxing and massaging feeling of the shower poured down on him.





The shower went by rather quickly, however its after effects were still just as rewarding. The feeling like you're a new person ready to charge head first into the though day ahead. Which now that he thought about it wasn't really that hard of a day.

Sadly with the shower over and done with, the music ended as well. Stepping out of the shower Alexander grabbed a nearby towel, expecting the next song to come on at any given moment. He had the music shuffle on the NCS (None Copyrighted Sounds) album, so he had a general idea on the type of music that would play next.

As the next song started up Alexander quickly dried himself and exited the bathroom completely naked. After all he did live alone so there was no need for him to cover up. Opening the door to the bathroom he watched as the steam rolled out in front of him. Didn't think I had that hot of a shower. Alexander commented to himself as he re-entered his room.

Opening his closet he quickly picked out his clothing for the day. A nice lavender t-shirt that went nicely under his light blue over shirt. The cuffs of which were rolled up to different positions on his arms and the buttons down the middle were left undone. 

Next he moved onto where he kept his pants, while Alexander was lazy and rarely picked up the stuff he threw down he liked to keep an organized closet; it just made cleaning up faster and a lot easier. Nevertheless he picked out some nice Dickies work shorts from his collection. He was rather fond of their shorts, nice and comfortable and they were durable not to mention the utility behind them. Overall he saw this as the ideal driving attire, not to heavy that later on in the day he would be sweating and not to light that now in the early morning he wouldn't be freezing.

Last but not least Alexander picked up his aviators and grey snap-back, placing it upon his head backwards. He himself thought that the snap-back made him looked like a complete douche bag, but apparently the women here like that kind of look. Well that and he and his sister bought it together on his birthday, so it had some sentimental value to it. The aviators on the other hand were purely used for their utility purpose, he hated how bright it got out when he drove in the afternoon.  

With a quick look in the mirror and a satisfied smile Alexander made his way downstairs, the song still playing through his buds as he descended the steps. Arriving at the bottom he flicked the switch bringing the two lights above to life. For a couple of seconds he let his eyes adjust to the new light, after which he headed across the T.V room and into the Kitchen. 

Alexander wasted no time as he proceeded to bypass the kitchen, put on his shoes and exit the house, grabbing the vans keys in the process. Opening the two doors one being wooden the other plastic (The plastic door is known as a 'storm door') he continued out onto his concrete porch.

The brisk morning breeze whipping by his face feeling rather soothing. He always liked getting up in the mornings, brewing a hot cup of coffee and sitting on the porch, sometimes he would even bring a book out with him, reading as the sun rouse in the distance. Something about the country made those times much more special and precious.

After standing there for a couple of seconds Alexander continued his journey off the cement porch and towards his yellow van. The music still playing in the background as he treaded over the dew covered grass. 

Even though Alexander knew that no one was around for miles he still halted his signing. Something about being outside always gnawed on his nerves. No matter where he was he always thought that if he were to do something childish like sing, someone would be watching. It was something that his self-esteem couldn't take.

With the music now playing at a much lower volume Alexander could now here the rhythmic chirping of the crickets and birds. Nature out here in the country really did bring a nice and serine feeling. Speaking of which during his short walk Alexander couldn't help but look up into the night sky. Here out in the middle of nowhere the night sky really did make up for all of the down falls. Millions of stars dotted the black landscape bringing another wave of relaxing feelings over him.

Nevertheless the sightseeing ended when he reached his van, a 2008 Savannah Cargo. Not the best vehicle for driving thousands of kilometers a week, but it was all he could afford. After all his job did require him to have a lot of room for medical packages.

Grabbing the door handle he swung the door open revealing the rather rustic interior. It was nothing special, but it was where he spent most of his time. He could remember countless times where he laughed and cried within the confinements of the van. Memories that he would not give up for anything, then again it did make him a better driver in the end.

Hopping into the driver seat Alexander inserted the key. Turning it back towards the dash he was rewarded by the sound of the V12 engine roaring to life, or would it be more like it whined to life? Either way the engine shook the van violently for a couple of seconds before stalling.

"Ahh come one!" Alexander cursed the vile van before repeating the process. This time however Alexander immediately revved the engine once it started, giving it an extra push. After the rev he changed the gear to drive pressing down on the break as he did so. 

The vans engine screamed in protest to the forced start, but in the end conceded to Alexander's wishes. Knowing that the van would no longer stall at this point Alexander changed the van back to parked.

"Just needed some TLC did ya." He claimed with a smile on his face as he exited the van. Man I really need to get the spark plugs fixed on this thing. Alexander stated to himself like he did every Thursday morning. He remembered what his father used to tell him, 'I will cross that bridge when I get there!' Sadly when his father used that line it meant that he would do something about it when it broke. 

Walking back over to his house a new song came onto his phone. It wasn't that enticing of a song so he kept quite as he walked up to his fridge. It was going to be a long drive probably about 14 hours or so, so he opened his fridge to bring some snacks with him for the ride. After all a starving driver is a bad driver.

Looking around the fridge Alexander mumbled the contents. "Bag of yogurt, some cans of pop, orange juice, juice, milk, apples, leftover meat loaf... huh I should really throw that out." Alexander trailed off picking up the bag of yogurt and a two cans of pop. It wasn't the healthiest of meals, but then again today was one of those days.

If today was any other day then Thursday then he would be having himself a nice bowl of cereal accompanied by a nice warm cup of coffee. Sadly today was Thursday and he didn't really have that much time to make himself a proper meal.

So with the food in hand he places them into one of his aluminum trays making sure to snatch some granola bars as well. After all some granola bars really do hit the spot, plus you can't really go wrong with granola bars.

With everything nicely packed in the tray Alexander made his way back outside. This time however he locked the door shut. It may sound ridiculous at first since no one lives around him, but security is still a big issue. Once the door is locked tight he once again set off towards his beloved van. Without it he would not be able to afford his house, internet and TV. 

With just four runs a month Alexander comes out with ten thousand dollars more in his wallet. It's pretty hard work, but in the end the pay is well worth it. Some people that he had met in the past told him that he gets paid too much for his work. Then again they never really understood how much such a job can take out of you.

Then again he did have to pick up the medical supplies in Toronto on Wednesday. The Toronto trip wasn't as bad as the Windsor run, it only took three hours out of his day. What made the job pay the big bucks was the 14 hour run he's doing today to Windsor, Chatham and Sarnia. 

A big part of it to was that it had to be done on Thursday, any other day and you were late. Let's just say that being late for delivering medical supplies did not make a happy camper out of his boss. It's mostly because people depend on this stuff to live.

I have never been tardy and I expect it to continue that way. Alexander thought to himself.

As expected the third song ends right as he takes his seat upon the throne. For the next 4 hours Alexander will be sitting in this van, after that he will be unloading and hulling heavy boxes to clinics across Windsor. He will continue to do this until the health care buildings are fully satisfied with his work. He would then hop back into his bright yellow van and head off to Chatham to do the same thing.

His life was pretty simple and he loved that fact about it. While Thursday would be stress driven, to be on time and not damage the product the rest of the week and weekend would be open. He mostly spent this time playing games, surfing the net, chatting with friends and watching TV. On the rare occasion he would visit the local bar in town closest to him.

Pulling back the gear stick, Alexander pushed it down bringing the van into reverse. The white lights flicked on so he could see behind him, as well as the consecutive beeping that would alert anyone or any animal in the vicinity that he was backing up and to stay clear. 

Spinning the wheel to the left the van positioned itself onto the dirt road that lead away from his humble abode and into the dark cornfields. Pulling back the stick again, he push it into drive. The van whined at the change of gears, but nevertheless started to roll forwards.

Keeping his eyes locked forwards Alexander pushed on another stick bringing up the high beams. While his hand is by the stick he quickly turned on the dashboard lights. Turning the knob the cabin lights slowly glow to life showing him all the vans statistics such as; speed, fuel, electricity, oil pressure, and lastly engine temperature. 

Since he let the van warm up the temperature gauge was right where it's supposed to be, in the middle. The fuel is nice and topped off thanks to his planning the night before. Every other gauge gave off nice readings which brought a smile to his face.

Reaching the end of the dirt road Alexander came across a 'T' intersection where the dirt road met the pavement. Singling his left turn he made sure to look both ways before continuing. With that he was off and heading straight for the 401, the one and only reason he picked to rent this particular house in Guelph.

Twilight's FOM: 




Twilight ran as fast as she could, she didn't know where she was let alone where to go. Her breathing was heavy as she ran and she could start to feel her hooves going numb. To make it all worse the forest that she was in had zero to none visibility. She knew that the two terms practically meant the same thing but right at this movement she was to concentrated on how to get out of this forest.

Each breath she took in started to burn, her eyes watering from an inevitable death she was imagining. Her mental state was starting to deteriorate, thoughts stated to rush through her mind, she couldn't go out like this, there had to be another way. She Thought to herself as she pushed passed more foliage.

Alexander's FOM:
Thirty minutes later...




Half-an-hour passed by like chaff before the wind. The music that he was listening to helped out immensely. I don't think I would able to do my job without it. He pondered, music allowed him to let time pass while also keeping his full attention on the road ahead of him. While it was illegal for him to do so, it served to better his driving.

A couple meters out in front of him he could see the on ramp to the 401. Flicking the high beams off he merged onto the highway, joining the few cars out at this time in their journeys. Speeding up to 100km/h Alexander glanced over towards his mirrors, making sure to check his blind spot as well all the while flicking his left turn signal on.

Since not many cars were up at five in the morning there was no hassle. This just left him and his van to go on doing what they do every Thursday morning... Drive...

Now when Alexander was just starting out driving he was told by his father that not many people can stay in a car as long as he was able to during these runs. It was because of this that he often thought about that statement during his journeys. He got that not everyone would be willing to do this as their jobs and the people that have are most likely driving the big transports.

Nevertheless it still brings up the question. How many people do courier work like he does? In a small van working off a contract that he made a year ago. Surly there are some, but as his father said there's not a abundance of them.

Flicking the left turn signal on once again Alexander transferred the van into the middle lane in order to pass by a Honda civic. In doing so he made sure to keep a safe distance away from the car. Once in the interior lane Alexander followed within the white dotted lines. There has been many times where he had appreciated the reflectiveness of the white lines. Many a time has it saved his life either during a rough storm or a particularly foggy day.

Back to the topic at hand. Even with people being couriers, how many of them go 14 hours nonstop on the road. He knew that the transports often go on long hulls and slide off at an On Rout station for some quick z's but how long do they drive before?

"Bah!" Alexander yelled out to himself as he tossed away the train of thought. Maybe later I'll go and search for the answer online. He knew that was a lie in itself, at the end of these runs he would be lucky to remember the food that he brought with him.

Reaching down into his lap he took a quick glance at his phone. "Chance of thunderstorm's later in the day with a high of 17 degrees Celsius." He read out loud, A bit chilly for a summer day, but then again I guess I'll appreciate the cold when I'm hulling the boxes to the clinics. He claimed to himself as he once again switched lanes back to the right lane.

Twilight's FOM: 




The pain in her chest begged her to stop, yet Twilight did no such thing. The frightening scenery around her didn't bode well with her. She knew that if she stayed she would be as good as dead. With her hooves pounding at the ground at a rapid pace Twilight started to hear some noises, noises that she wasn't fully familiar with.

Either way any noise is better than no noise and with that in mind she pushed her limits further then she ever pushed them before. If I get out of here it would all be worth it! Yes the advance magic and the running, it will all be worth it in the end! She yelled at herself mentally.

Her mind quickly switched back to assessing the path in front of her. Every stone, root and branch was carefully avoided with her brilliant mind. Each step she took the noises got louder, a smile soon found its way on Twilight's face. She was almost out of the fray.

Alexander's FOM:
One hour later...




As per norm Alexander was singing out to his heart's content. Don't lie you do it too when you're in a car all alone. It comes as naturally as breathing and walking. That being said we do it for a reason, either we suck shit at singing altogether and this is our only time to do so without embarrassing ourselves, or the journey we're on is so long and tedious that even singing seems like a viable way to pass the time.

Driving as long as he has, Alexander has come to notice three things. First off he finds himself following the first reason for singing. Secondly he seem to hit every note and word bang on in the car yet in front of friends he seems to mess up horribly. Lastly he came to the conclusion to only sing when his brain has no more topics or games to play.

Yes that's right I play some car games by myself to pass the time, driving can get very lonely very fast. I usually find myself yearning to have a companion just so I can talk to someone. He claimed mentally to no one in particular. 

Nonetheless the games he played are mostly seeing how long he can remember a licence plate before forgetting, or commentating his own life. Commentating on one's own life is a nasty habit that Alexander had seemed to have picked up on during his long drives. 

"Such is life living on the road." he sigh to himself as he glanced down towards his phone again. It read the same weather report. The only new thing was the time 6:00 AM. 

"If the phones weather statistics are right then I should hit sunrise near Chatham at 7AM and the storm at 8AM when I reach Windsor." Glancing back up towards the highway Alexander took sight of a little flash. If Alexander had to take a guess it looks like eyes, nevertheless the little flash was gone as quick as it came. 

That could of ended horribly, I wonder what that light even w- "DEAR LORD!" He interrupt himself with the well placed pun as he looked out of the windshield to see a deer staring straight towards him its eyes wide, ears flopped down, frozen in fear by the cars bright headlights.

Time seems to slow down as he neared the deer, out of instincts his foot slammed on the breaks engaging the abs. A quick glance over at the rear-view mirror reveals that no one was behind him. Sadly some motherfucker in another car thought that now would be a nice time to pass him blocking his car to switch lanes.

Seconds seem to stretch out as long as hours, as he watched both the deer in front of him and the speed on the dash, which currently read 70km/h. He didn't have any time to pay attention to details, as all he really strived for right now is survival.

30km/h it now reads as Alexander looked back up through the windshield. The deer was nearing and the only thing right now that would stop the emanate impact would be to veer for the deer. He had seen many road signs and been told even more to never veer for a deer, especially if there's a car next to you.

The van's tiers screech in the midnight air as the speed slowly continues to drop. Taking one last glance at the speedometer he came to see 10km/h. The van no doubt will take that kind of a hit, sadly the deer in front of him can't say the same thing about its body. 

The slow-motion soon resumes stopping the van in its tracks with a soft bump. From Alexander's perspective it seems like it was nothing at all. Nevertheless he still put on his all fours and pulled over to the shoulder of the highway. 

Opening the door to the van he pull out a small flash light that he had always kept in the compartment of the door. Flicking it on he walked over to the front of the van to see the damage. "MY VAN!" Alexander screamed out as he assess the damage. From the outside he could see that the grill is completely busted inwards. The damage isn't as bad as he was portraying it to be, but it still was a major setback in both money and time. With a quick look under the hood he came to see that everything was still in relatively nice condition. The van would still run.

Slamming the hood back down, he shined the flashlight over to the highway. "Might as well drag this poor little fella out of the way so he doesn't get hit by more cars." 

Walking over to the deer Alexander's mind starts to take in the details. Purple fur? horn? wings!? He said to himself mentally utterly and completely confused as he dragged the seemingly undamaged body to the side. This thing had a horn and wings! What the fuck am I looking at?! God you really done fucked up with this creature. He claim once more turning it over to see if it was even damaged.

Remarkably the deer seemed to have no scratches. It's small stomach raised and lowered as it took in small breaths. "IT'S STILL ALIVE!" Alexander yelled out breaking the silent night. The shock of the creature was so much that he fell flat on his ass and backed away from it. "BY ALL THAT IS HOLY DO YOU SEE THAT CREATURE OVER THERE!" He claimed only to be disappointed that no one was around to hear his rather amazing reference.

Time passes as Alexander just stares at the limp body. After some time passes by he finally realized that it's probably out cold. Regain his composure he walked back over to the downed deer. Now that I think about it, it doesn't really look like a deer at all. It was way too small, probably waste high with its horn if it stood. I wonder if I can sell this thing on Kijiji? Alexander pondered.

He had seen people sell shit like this on that site before. In fact he once saw just the other day a kid posting his grandmother up for prostitution. Let's just stay after glancing at the products display picture he had the compulsive feeling to iron out everything that came into sight.

Shaking those horrid thoughts out of his head he walked back over to the small deer that lay upon the asphalt. Maybe it has internal bleeding? he question taking a closer look at it.

"Hell this is still a rare find, might as well try and sell it on Kijiji. Who knows maybe some crazy scientist will buy it off me for a large amount of cash." He stated as he crouched down to get a better look. 

He stopped for a second to allow his brain to catch up. This creature in front of him was part Pegasus part Unicorn. The stuff of fantasy! Maybe I could sell this to the government! I have no doubt that the government would want to get a hold of this thing. All those tests they would perform, all that money they would give me for allowing it. Hell I wouldn't even have to worry about my broken grill. With the money this thing will give me, I will have enough of the stuff to buy a brand new sprinter van and move to the big contracts! Alexander's mind raced with the possibilities the new amount of money could bring him. Today is definitely one of those days!

With the thought of money he didn't waste any time to pick up the lavender creature. As he picked it up I noticed its fur was incredibly soft to the touch and its feathered wings where even more so as they draped over his arms.  

Arriving back at the van Alexander yanked open the side door with gusto. Lifting up the creature he placed it softly down on top of the medical boxes. I'm sure glad my boss isn't here to see me do this. he claimed as he sat it down by the front window.

What was amazing about this van was that it came with a metal divider that separated the cargo from the driver. There would be some weeks where the company would give Alexander way too much and he was forced to put some of the boxes in the front. Nevertheless thankfully today was a small load which enabled him to put the creature in the back.

If it were to wake up during the drive then the metal divider would stop it from attacking him while he drove. Without this metal divider he would of left the poor deer out on the side of the road to die.

Satisfied with the positioning of the creature he slammed the door shut and locked it. Don't need my money bag committing suicide on me now do I. With a large sigh he walked back around the van and plopped into the driver's seat.

Shifting the van into drive he signaled his intent and merged back onto the highway.





Just as expected when he passed by the Chatham exit the sun slowly starts to creep over the horizon. It's bright rays burning into sky in what looked like an expertly placed brush stroke. Mornings were always his favorite.

Alexander remember back when he was 15 years old he would wake up on the weekends extra early just to see the sun rise. After a year had passed and he was 16 he started to run with the sun. He had it in his mind that if he could run fast enough he could catch up to it. I remember it so clearly as if it was yesterday. 

The morning dew on the little blades of grass. Each one let out a different sparkle as the sun kissed the droplets. He let out a large sighed as the thoughts of his childhood flowed through his mind. Each one making his smile widen.

Sadly as we all know, every good thing has to come to an end. This happened when he turned 18, Alexander could already feel the frown working its way onto my face. Collage had changed him, for better or for worse he did not know. His days were long and his classes even longer, some days Alexander would just stare into space till the seminar was over. 

He, himself went to College to study Aviation, the course itself was two years long rather then the four years. Ever since he was a little boy he would look at those huge cargo planes flying free in the limitless blue sky. It also didn't help that every summer Alexander would fly over seas to meet his grandparents. The only reason he does the job that he does now is to pay off his student loans and save for his first plane. A smile touched his lips as he thought about that, his first plane. He already had a name for it picked out 'Fly be Free', a saying that his father always used to say when he tossed little Alexander into the sky, only to catch him a few seconds later.

"Ah the good old times." He sighed once again to himself. The road ahead guiding me to my destination.

Twilight's FOM: 




Twilight slowly opened her eyes, the feeling of bumps and pushing awoken from her slumber. She herself felt like this was one of those days that you wake up get some tea and relaxed. After all her body hurt all over. Now that she was thinking about it, her body really did hurt almost to the point where she couldn't take it.

The second thing that she noticed was that she was not in her bed, she was laying on top of some sort of paper boxes. Paper boxes? She thought to herself, while it was a cool invention it did nothing to explain how she got here. Which now that she was thinking about her location she looked around.

Where am I? How did I get here? She asked herself before a massive force pushed her to the side of the room she was in.

Her body impacted the wall softly, however the pain inside her erupted once again. Think Twilight what happened last night? She combed through her mind as vigorously as she could attempted to puzzle together the events of last night. Sadly she turned up with nothing, the memory seemed to be erased from her mind. All she could remember was talking with her friends and then that's where it turns blank.

Looks like I'll just have to find another way to find out what happened last night. She commented to herself as she stumbled to get on her feet. She notice that it was a bit harder to stand here in this room then others. It seemed like she was moving yet every where she looked was stationary.

Getting a stable foothold Twilight examined the room around her. It was packed pretty tight with all the boxes and she could just barely stand. A quick glance around the room yielded three yellow walls and one grey, the grey one had a small barred up window that light seemed to pour out of. Wanting to solve this mystery as fast as she could Twilight walked over to the window and looked out.

Out of the small window she could see that yes she was in fact moving in some sort of motorized carriage, but what surprised her the most was the creature that was operating the device. Never in all of her years had Twilight read about or saw the creature here. It looked like a shaved minotaur.

Am I being ponynapped! She claimed looking around the back of the carriage. No I don't think the creature would have boxes in the back if he was ponynapping me, also it looks like he's working. Twilight deducted from the papers she saw looking through the small window. They looked to be some sort of manifest for supplies, maybe he delivers these boxes? Then why would he have me? She thought.

Deciding that the best course of action would be to communicate with the creature Twilight bottled up her courage and once again peered out of the window. "Um hello?" Twilight asked out loud her voice raspy from dehydration. She believed that if the creature was working and operating this device that it was sentient.

The creature in turn did not return any form of response. "Sir? Miss? Hello?" She asked this time raising her voice slightly, however once again the creature did not answer. Huh rude! I guess I'll just introduce myself another way! Twilight thought as her horn lit up and she teleported to the seat beside the creature.

It was then that the creature reacted "HOLY SWEET BABY JESUS!" He yelled out as the carriage swerved on the rather advanced looking road. Instantly the creature pulled over to the side of the road before leaning as far away as possible from you.

"Who is this 'baby jesus'?" Twilight asked confused.


Real pictures coinciding with the events in the chapter

> To Windsor!
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Alexander's FOM:




To say that Alexander was surprised when the lavender colored creature that he ran over not fifty minutes ago seemed to just appear next to him, was an understatement that not much people on this planet could fathom. As if the shock of the whole event wasn't enough to put his nerves on edge, the cars on the highway were now honking at him. 

If this fiasco had happened a couple seconds later rather than earlier, he and the scarlet equine would have swerved the van right into another car. 

To make matters even more confusing on his end. The creature seemed to be able to comprehend and speak English perfectly!

So naturally, as would any human would of done, Alexander panicked. The van swerved violently into the interior lane, then back into the far right lane. Not even waiting for anything else to occur he quickly -albeit less safely- slid the van over to the shoulder of the 401. Alexander was so distraught and afraid that he didn't even take the time to put on the all fours.

Once the van had made a complete stop Alexander attempted to distance himself as far away as possible from the lavender creature. Have I finally lost it? he claimed to himself as he attempted to open up the vans door. Sadly the door was locked and with his current frame of mind he couldn't process even the basic muscle memory to unlock it.

"I know you can understand me." The purple mare claimed rolling her eyes, "You clearly spoke equine just a couple of seconds ago." She continued. Alexander however kept still, his eyes darting all around the room looking for another exit; all the while his mind raced to come up with a proper response to this event.

Do I talk back to it? Do I attempt to catch it off guard by punching it in the face? Maybe if I stay still it can't see me. Do I call 911! Is the police even the right authority to call at a time like this?! AHK my head! Alexander yelled to himself. 

It seems that the creature picked up on his crystal clear mental break down as it attempted to leave the vehicle. She however was halted when she realized that she didn't even know how to operate the door.

She gave it a good shove before looking around the door for any sort of handle. How she missed the black leaver completely baffled Alexander. Here was a sentient deer/creature/thing that could talk and somehow use teleportation, yet could not figure out for the life of her how to open up a simple car door.

Finally coming up with a decision Alexander mustered up all of his strength and spoke up. "Y-y-you can t-talk?" Alexander stuttered. Great first impression! He thought to himself as he mentally face palmed.

Hearing his words the lavender creature turned around and gave Alexander a confused stare, "of course I can talk! What do you take me for?... A manticore?" 

Did she just say manticore, what a wired analogy to use. Alexander commented to himself as he continued to keep the conversation flowing, no matter how awkward it started to get. "a-and y-you can t-teleport?" Alexander asked, his voice getting more sturdier the longer he talked to the lavender creature.

At this question the purple living thing rolled its eyes again. It seems by the way he/she does it so effortlessly that he/she must do it a lot. "Obviously, haven't you heard of magic?" Your only response is to shake your head on a horizontal plane. This... this 'deer'? can use magic! The number in Alexander's head kept increasing. The number of course was the price tag that he could put up on Kijiji.

Yeah I know I'm a horrible person, blah, blah, blah. He argued with his consciousness. "You a-a whatever you are! Can use magic?!" Alexander repeated what he was thinking in his mind. He was talking to a talking purple horse in the first place so something like this wouldn't be that big of an add-on. 

"If you must know I'm a pony." The mare clamed putting a hoof to her chest.

It was right then and there that he had finally lost all of his marbles. "HAhahaha, really a magical pony, phhht." He attempted to stifle his second laugh, but with all of the stress and surprises he had experienced he really did need to let it out, "BWAHahahaha!"

"What's so funny?!" The Unicorn/Pegasus retaliated a hint of anger present in her voice. It seems that Alexander's laughing had flustered the poor purple pony.

"Oh nothing, just that I'm talking to a magical pony that's all! Just another day at work!" With that Alexander was 99% sure that he was just seeing this pony as a hallucination. Not wanting to be late he was just about to pull the shifter into drive when he was greeted by a hoof to the face.

*SMACK*

"Oi what the fuck was that for!" Alexander yelled out turning to face his hallucination. Once again with his mind being a mess he was slow to realize that hallucinations don't just hurt you, let alone slap you across the face.

"There is nothing wrong with being a pony!" The uni-sus...? Declared.

Taking his hand away from the shifter he turned his full undivided attention towards the pony. He looked at her carefully taking in every detail he could, her coat, her beautiful violet irises, her long flowing mane and tail with two stripes of amethyst and pink within them.

Could this creature really exist? I mean she looks like the real deal here. He thought to himself as he leaned in closer to get a better look. Nonetheless the pony backed away from his advancement. "What the hay are you doing?" She asked.

"Just making sure I'm not seeing things." Alexander replied as he came to the realization that this pony in front of him is in fact real. The only other thing that he could do to cerement his suspicions is if he were able to touch her. 

Determined to reach an answer, he reached out his right hand to touch her coat. The pony did nothing to stop his experiment, she just looked at him with a questioning expression. Placing his hand upon her withers he could feel the silky smooth texture he felt when he picked her up off the side of the highway.

Minutes seemed to pass-by before Alexander retracted his hand away from the pony. "So you are real!" He exclaimed as he recomposed himself in the driver seat. "What're the chances that I get to meet a real life talking pony! Not only that but it can use magic! This is just to surreal for me! I have so many questions to ask you!" Alexander commented with a smile working its way onto his face. Maybe I can make this pony teach me how to use magic! Oh that would be so sick, I would be the center of every party performing just simple spells.

"Well the chances are actually quite high." The mare retorted.

"Maybe where you come from, but here on Earth I think it's safe to say you're the only one." Alexander stated.

"Eaaa-rth?" The mare attempted to say the unfamiliar word. She doesn't even know the planets name? Is she an alien! It was then during that thought that a transport truck raced by on the highway causing the mare this time to jump back in shock. It was quite the sight as she curled up into a little ball and used her tail as the first line of defence.

"Yes, and its pronounced 'Earth', E, A, R, T, H." Alexander lectured. Looking back to the highway the sun was now well on its way up in the sky. Might as well start my way to Windsor again. After all I don't want to be late. With that thought in mind Alexander he shifted the van into drive and signalled his intent.

It took naught but a second to merge back onto the highway. Looking to the passenger seat the lavender pony was still curled up in a little ball shivering from what must be fear. "You know now that you're on Earth you should get used to these trucks and cars, I mean you'd be lucky to find a place without them." Alexander stated assuming now that the pony was not of this world. The thought alone made him all giddy, he was the first person to come in contact with extraterrestrial life.

His words seemed to have calmed the mares nerves as she slowly unfurls. "Cars?" She asked as she got up and took a look around the highway. What she saw was multiple cars and trucks traveling alongside the one she was in. Alexander didn't really care that she poked her head up to look, after all the windows were tinted so no one would be able to see her. Even if they did by chance catch a glimpse of her they wouldn't believe their own eyes, Alexander knew that he still didn't.

"Yup take a good look because you'll be seeing one practically every were we go." Alexander's statement seemed to have jogged something in the mares memory as she turned to him with a determined expression.

"Where are we going anyways? Even more so how did you even manage to find me!?" She asked, her confused tone remerging.

"You really don't remember what happened this morning?" You ask the pony. "I thought something like that would of been scared in your memory for life."

"Something like what?" The lavender pony pushed further into the topic. Does she really not know what happened literally an hour ago? Maybe the hit caused some memory loss?

"This morning I was driving down the highway when you just suddenly ran out of the forest right in front of me. There was nothing I could do but slow down, after that I hit you with the van. Hell when we get off at Windsor I'll even show you the dent you made in the van." Alexander relayed the information the mare sought.

The pony looked at Alexander dumbfounded like she didn't believe a word he was telling her. Truth be told not much other people would believe him either. At such speeds this purple pony here should be nothing but a crimson splatter mark on the road. "I got hit by this carriage! At this speed I should be dead!" She claimed.

Carriage, once again this pony uses wired terminology. Maybe it's normal where she comes from? "Well yes at this speed you would be nothing more than a blood stain on the highway, but I had the mind to slow down as fast as I could before hitting you. When I hit you I was going pretty slow, still it came a surprise to me that you still lived without any major injury's."

The pony just sat there in the passenger seat completely motionless, a thousand yard stare carved into her face. "Well now that you're here I suggest that you stick with me. Who knows what someone else would of done if they found you." Alexander comments only for a thought to come through his head, Just like I was about to do, sell her on Kijiji.

Knowing that this pony is sentient, he would never forgive himself if he were to turn her in. The tests they would perform on her would be painful and long. This is all assumptions based on movies he had watched, but didn't want to risk it either way, nevertheless in the end it was completely up to her, she is after all in control of her own life.

"Where're we heading?" The mare spoke up, it was not a happy tone but it was still better than nothing. To Alexander it sounded almost like she was on the verge of tears. She must of realized that she was stuck on this planet or something equally as devastating or maybe she just realized that she could of died right then and there.

"To Windsor, for the first drop of the day!" Alexander claimed in a happy tone hoping that his emotions would catch on to the mare. He was going to drive another 11 hours and if he had to sit here with a depressed pony for another couple of minutes he might take up that Kijiji offer when he got home.

"Windsoar?" The pony questioned butchering yet another name.

"Yes we're about an hour away." Alexander stated changing lanes to pass-by a rather slow moving vehicle. "If you would be so kind can you take that checklist off the dash and read off what's first on the list."

The mares ears shot up at the word 'checklist', "a checklist!?" She claimed picking up the white sheet that was his driver manifest. The way she did it was beyond comprehension, the paper started to float towards her. It's just more of her magic, no need to have another mental breakdown. Alexander told himself.

"Yup and the first address is our first stop, can you read out the street so I know what drop it is." Since Alexander did this run every week he had all the drops memorised, all he really needed to know was the street names and then he would instinctively remember the place.

"St. Elizabeth, Oullete road." She recites with the up most ease. funny that she can read street names with ease but not other more important words. Alexander thought to himself, "What's this other stuff in the box next to it; 20 saline, 10 water and 9 boxes?" She questions.

"That would be what I'm dropping off." Alexander claimed, "That's all I really need from the list you can put it back now." He commented making sure to watch the entire process of her levitating the paper back to the folder. It was just to enticing for him to not watch.

"So now that differences are settled, do you have a name?" Alexander asked changing lanes to the inner lane as a cop was resting on the shoulder looking for speeders.

"Yes, I'm Twilight Sparkle." Twilight stated.

Twilight's FOM: 




"Twilight what now?" The bipedal creature responded. I really hope I don't have to spell it out for him. Twilight claimed as she rolled her eyes.

"Sparkle, Twilight Sparkle." The creature seems to have found Twilights response funny. "Now what's so funny?" She responded with a hint of annoyance.

"Sorry, I just found your name to be a little bit peculiar." He claims holding back his giggles.

"Well do you have a name?" Twilight retorts none too pleased with his actions. She herself was pretty sure that he had a name, why else would he ask her if he himself did not have one.

"My names Alexander, but you can call me Alex for short. You have any short forms?" He asked.

Twilight thought about that question for a while, Twily could be considered one. She thought to herself but decided to answer with a no. After all no one ever really called her by that name, only her brother did and even then she didn't really like it.

"Well Twi if you have any questions now would be the time to ask, because we still got about three quarters of an hour left." Alex's question sparked a fire within her mind making her completely bypass his little nickname for her. Maybe with his knowledge, she would be able to understand how she got here. On the plus side she would also get to learn about his world and its technological advancements.

Within the span of ten seconds Twilight already had her first questions picked out. "What is it that you do? What's you special talent?" Twilight asked with the upmost care. She realized back in Ponyville that some ponies don't really like sharing their special talent meaning, however it was even ruder to not get to know the pony before hoof.

"Ha, that's one hell of a question to ask don't you thing. I myself don't really know, then again I don't think anyone really knows what their calling in life is. I guess that's why we're here in this universe to figure out that one question." His response shocked her, did these creatures not have a cutie mark? If so then how would they find out what their good at? Trial and error?

"Don't you have a cutie mark?" Twilight asked wishing that she had a quill and scroll right about now. All this information was just too much for even her mind to remember.

"What the hell's a cutie mark?" He asked sounding a bit put off by the name.

Twilight figured that a demonstration would be in order at a time like this, after all she did have one. Turning around in her seat she showed her flank to Alex, something that would be fairly inappropriate if she were to do it in Equestria. Nonetheless this was for the sake of science and if science needed her to show her flank to an alien creature then so be it.

"This is what one looks like." She claimed only to be greeted by a snigger from Alex. "What are you laughing about now!" She was quick to reply.

"So your cutie mark is your ass." Alex claimed using a rather vulgar tone, something that Twilight was not used to hearing so casually, nonetheless she let it slide this time. Looking at her own flank Twilight was shocked to see that it was left barren. 

I could of sworn I had a cutie mark? Twilight told herself as she attempted to think what it was. Sadly her search for the image came up blank as well as the meaning behind it. Does this mean that I never even had one to begin with?

More thoughts soon flooded her vast mind, No that can't be, I remember ponies asking me about it and complementing me. I also remember conversations me and my friends had about it. Why do I remember these little details but can't figure out the big picture. The whole world started to spin around her, she started to get dizzy just thinking about the sheer amount of events that could of brought this upon her.

It was then that she realized that she still had her flank up in the air pointing towards Alex. Flushing red from the embarrassment she sat back down in her normal position, which in this carriage was actually quite comfortable. She would have to take notes later on what material the seats were made out of.

"Is this how your species attract mates or something? Is that what a 'cutie mark' is for." Alex questions, "because from the name of it alone that's what I would guess it was."

"N-No!" Twilight is quick to retaliate.

"Then why did you show me your ass." Alex once again replies with a vulgar tone.

"Because that's where they appear." Twilight replies.

"Yeah sure, they just appear." Alex comments rolling his eyes. He then flicks a stick next to the circular device in front of him. A soft consecutive clicking is heard as the van moves back to the right lane. When the lane change is done Alex flicks the stick back upwards and the clicking stops.

"It's true!" Twilight states her volume rising.

"Well I would like to see proof before I accept this." Alex responds.

"But..." Twilight trails off when she realizes that he's right, she won't be able to convince him without showing him. To make matters worse if she tried to fight the point further she could be identified as a hypocrite.

Letting out a large sigh Twilight allowed the question to slide by for now. Regaining her composure Twilight asked the next question on her mind, "How does this 'car' work? I'm assuming that it's not magic."

"Nope, good old petrol is what this baby runs on." Alex replies, "Here on earth we don't have magic, which now that were on the subject how the hell are you able use it?" He continues taking his eyes off the road for a second.

"Really?! You don't have magic here on Eaath" Once again she mispronounces the name and once more Alexander wonders why 'Earth' is so difficult for her to say yet Oulette road was no problem at all.

"Earth." Alex repeats.

"Eeearth" Twilight copies however she once again drags out parts of the word.

"Almost, it's pronounced Earth." Alex claims for the last time hoping that this time she would finally say it the right way.

"Earth." Twilight repeats this time she got it bang on the dot.

"There we go! To answer your question yes we don't have magic, to us humans magic is nothing more than folklore and fairytale." Alex lectures.

"How do you 'Humons' live? Your weather here must be crazy!" Twilight states showing Alex yet another word she can't pronounce correctly, nevertheless Alex doesn't correct her. As if to answer the question itself a couple of rain droplets pat against the windshield of the van.

"In some places of the world the weather does get a bit crazy, but here in Canada it's not that bad. The most we can do is predict when the storms hit. Like now I thought that the storm would hit a half an hour later but as you can see it's here now. " Alexander claims twisting the same stick that he flicked before. As soon as he twists the stick two black sticks whip the rain off the windshield.

Very interesting only if I had quill and ink. Twilight stated mentally as she watched the two blades whip away the rain. They have to have magic how else is he able to do this. Twilight claims to herself as she studies the two wipers further. "You claim that this world has no magic but yet you can do this without physically interacting with it."

"It's true, these wipers are able to function by electricity that powers a small motor. This small motor spins the stick causing it to wipe the rain off the windshield." Alex replies with ease.

Motors? Windshield? Twilight pondered to herself yet when she tried to recall what they meant she came up blank. It was as if Alex was talking a completely different language to her, which wouldn't be too bad if she had a quill and scroll to write this down on. "Do you have a quill and ink I can use?" Twilight asked as she picked up a random scrap piece of paper laying in the middle of the two seats.

"Quill and ink? Really you still use those? I would expect your species to be much farther advanced then us seeing as you were the one to travel planets or whatever." Alex comments as he grabs a plastic cylinder from a groove in the dash. 

"What else would you use to write?" Twilight replied with a confused expression.

"This." Was Alex's only response as he passes her the plastic cylinder. 

"How does it work?" Twilight asks inspecting the pointy end of the cylinder. "Wait don't tell me, I'll figure out myself."

Alexander's FOM:
Thirty minutes later...




Twilight seems to have figured out how the pen works and is mesmerised by it. To Alexander the sight of the pony continuously taking apart the pen and putting it back together was entertaining. Not only because she would squeal every time she assembled it, but the fact that she did this all with her magic.

Alex didn't know what it was about her magic, but whenever she used it his eyes just couldn't look away. Which now that he thought about it would be pretty distracting when he is supposed to be paying attestation to the road in front of him.

Speaking of the road when Alexander tore his gaze away from the floating pen and back to the asphalt road ahead, he was greeted by a large green sign with big white letters reading 'WINDSOR' on it. "Almost at the first drop and don't worry I'll do all the work, after all you are a guest." Alex stated to Twilight who placed the pen back into the groove on the dash.

"What is your job anyways?" Twilight asks turning to Alex giving him her full undivided attention.

"I just deliver medical supplies to clinics across Ontario." Alex claimed and as soon as he did the pen levitated once again and scribbled down some notes. "It's not that bad, however it will take us a good ten hours to get back to my house." At this statement Twilights facial expression dropped.

"Ten hours in this van? Ten hours sitting in this seat?!" She claimed looking around the van, no doubt attempting to find something that she could entertain herself with. "And you say it's your job, how can you stay in here for so long without going insane."

"That's my secret, I'm already insane." Alex states jokingly as he positioned the van into the far right lane, one of which lead to the city Windsor and not the bridge to the USA.

"Very funny." Twilight claimed rolling her eyes yet again, "but really how do you not lose your mind doing this job?" She continued.

"Well first off I listen to music when I travel and sometimes I play car games. Other then that I mostly just take this time to think about my life and its events." Alex truthfully admitted.

"Music? You have a gramophone in here?" Twilight asked with her curious expression growing into a confused one.

Once again what's with her using such old metaphors? "Well I guess you could call the radio a high-tech gramophone, well at least the part of it that takes the CD the other part is completely different." Without letting her reply Alex reached his hand towards the radio and turned it on.

Since today was throw back Thursday on the FOX they had songs playing that were popular a couple years ago. The first song to play was of course one of his favorites 'Shut up and dance with me - by walk the moon'

It took all of Alex's might to contain himself, all he wanted to do was sing along to the intoxicating beat. Looking over to Twilight he saw that he was not the only one enjoying the smooth melody and enticing lyrics. "Fascinating this is truly amazing! So you have a vinyl in there?" Twilight claims tapping her hoof to the beat.

"No this is playing on the radio, it gets the information to play the songs from radio waves or something like that, they are picked up by that antenna." Alex lectures pointing towards the black rod sticking out of the hood of the van. "Don't ask me anymore questions about how it works, that's pretty much the extent of what I know about it."

Twilight seemed to understand, however she continued to ask about it. Thankfully the questions were not of how it functions but how one would operate it. "So is their only one channel or is their multiple? I'm assuming that there would be multiple seeing as everyone has different tastes."

"Very perceptive of you." Twilight seems to perk up at the praise. "This first knob is for the volume and the power." Twisting the knob the volume increased and to show her how it works two ways Alex pressed the knob in causing the radio to shut off. "The second knob controls the station while pressing it switches the display from the channel to the time." Once again Alexander pressed the knob causing it to display the time. 

With this new information Twilight was eager to try it herself but stopped and starred off into the distance. "Alex what are those?" She claims pointing a hoof down the highway. To Alex nothing looked out of the ordinary just a normal highway road in the country.

"What are what?" Alex asked as he once again switched lanes this time to give a pulled over vehicle the room it needs.

"Those!" She states again pointing now off to the side of the highway. Taking his attention away from the road for a second Alex came to look at multiple windmills.

"Oh 'those'" He stated out loud when he finally realized what she was talking about. Since this was on the way to Windsor he had gotten used to seeing them. "You know how I said that the motor that controls the windshield wipers uses electricity not magic." Twilight nods in response. "Well these are called windmills and they use the wind to turn a turbine that produces power."

"So your windshield wipers run of these 'windmills'?" She questions only for Alex to facepalm, he never thought that he would need to go this in depth about windshield wipers.

"No the windshield wipers get their power from a battery inside the car. This battery is charged by the alternator to make sure it never gets fully drained. I was just using the motor as a reference." Alexander lectures.

"Oh so you humons have multiple ways to gain this 'Electricity'" Twilight claims making Alex let out a large sigh, if he doesn't correct her now she's going to drive him nuts.

"Humans." Alex stated again in a deadpan tone.

"h-U-m-I-ns." Twilight repeated carefully.

At least she trying her hardest to get it right. Alex claimed to himself as he repeated the word once more, third time is the charm after all, "humans." 

"Humans" As usual she gets it on the third try.

"Yes we humans have multiple ways to generate the electrical current. That windmill probably powers some homes or the owner of then sells the power to the government. That is saying that these windmills aren't already government owned." Alex claims finally exiting the highway. As he did so the next song on the radio started, 'Best day of my life' by American Authors.

"Government? What's the government? I have never heard these words before." Twilight states causing Alex to let out a large breath. It seems that he's doing this a lot in the presence of this lavender mare.

"I can just tell this day is going to be 'fun'" He muttered under his breath as he made sure to put a lot of sarcasm on the word fun.

"What was that?" Twilight asked turning her head towards Alex.

"Nothing, just talking to myself. I told you I was insane didn't I." Alex claimed jokingly as he scratched the back of his head. Thankfully was rewarded with her stopping her prodding. How the hell did she hear that, I myself didn't even hear my own voice come out. He thought to himself as he stopped for a red light.

"I'm assuming these light are telling you when it's safe to proceed? Seeing as you stopped for it." Twilight questions skipping the government question completely.

At least she can solve some problems on her own Alexander stated to himself. "Yup, red means stop, yellow means stop if you can safely and lastly green means go." He recited with ease.

"Do these cars ever get into accidents?" She asks looking at the cars traveling in the other direction.

"More then I would like to admit, sadly there are some idiots out there that managed to get their license. With them on the road you always have to be aware of not only your own car but theirs as well." Alexander lectures as the light turns green.

"License?" She asks.

"I see I'm going to have to spill everything out for you am I?" You state rolling your eyes. Fuck its contagious! "All drivers have to get their license before they can drive a car. There are multiple licenses for different vehicles. G is for car or van, D is for truck, B is for bus, M for motorcycle... excreta."

"What licenses do you have?" She asked curiously.

"I have my G and my M2. Each class of licenses has its stages, I have my full G license so it's just G however for my M license I have only done one road test." Alex claims pulling into the first drop location, a large brick building with a skyscraper like building behind it.

"What's a motorcycle?" Twilight asks but instantly answered when said vehicle passes by them in the parking lot. "Oh, I guess that would make sense."

"Yeah, anyways this is my first drop of the day. I suggest you jump out and stretch seeing as after we're finished the drops in this city we'll be traveling another two hours to Chatham." Alex claims pulling the van into a rather secluded parking lot, one of which was mostly used for deliveries.

"Okay, but if you need some help I would be more than willing to with my magic." Twilight stated as you pulled into a parking spot next to a large green dumpster. 

"It's only 9 boxes, 20 saline and 10 water nothing to big, I can handle it on my own. Thanks for asking anyways." Alex replied as he shut off the engine, opened his door and hopped out of the van. As soon as he jumped out he stretched his arms and legs inducing a pleasure filled yawn. "Oh man that feels good."

Seeing how Alex got out Twilight reciprocated the same process and opened up her own door before hopping out. Just like Alex Twilight stretched out her wings and hooves. "Oh wow this does feel amazing!" She commented following Alex to the back of the van.

Once they reached the back of the van Alexander looked towards Twilight with a curious expression. "What are your wings for? I'm mean I'm no scientist here but shouldn't they be bigger to be of any use to you?" It was then that he got a smug smile, "or maybe they're just like your cutie mark and are used to attract mates. I know some animals that do that."

"Why do you have to keep assuming that every part of my body is used for attracting mates! I have you know that these wings are sufficient enough to get me off the ground." Twilight retorted.

"Really?..." Alexander claimed bending down to get into her face. When he was eye level with the pony he gave her another smug smile, "...prove it."

"Fine I will!" Twilight stated fuming, no doubt from Alex's little comment. 

As her wings unfurled Alex stepped back in case that she was not bluffing and she was actually able to achieve flight. Which if she did he could always just blame magic. Alex quite liked that, some theory to blame everything on. 

Twilight readied herself in a good jumping stance and without a second to lose jumped into the air giving her wings a good flap. Aaaaaaaaand their she goes. Alex stated to himself while stifling a laugh when he saw her belly flop onto the ground. It was pretty rude to laugh failures, but with her cockiness before hand she kinda had this one coming.

"Nice air you got their Twi." Alex claimed offering a hand to her, which she gracefully took. "But it looks like you're not going to cover up your species mating appendages today." As expected this only succeeded to anger the pony.

"Will you stop with that already." She stated folding her wings up.

"Alright I'll stop, I'll stop." He replied opening up the back of the van. What greeted him was a rather large mess due to the rough swerving on the highway. From where Alexander stood he could already tell that the boxes for St. Elizabeth where already buried. An event that he hated because it caused him to dig through all of the boxes, which in turn took time, time that he didn't have.

"Well this is just going to suck isn't it." He claimed looking at the boxes then down to Twilight.


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> The City of Roses
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Alexander's FOM:




No matter what they say or how they retort, every person on this planet has thought at least once in their lives that 'this world is full of surprises'. It was this statement and this statement alone that Alexander was pondering at this particular moment in time and in this specific area in space.

If this world is filled with surprises then what makes it surprise us? We know that it's eventually coming, so when it does why does it still surprise us? I guess you can argue that it's the same as watching a horror film. When the main protagonist gets to a door you know for a fact the monster is hiding behind. No matter if you seen the monster before or not it still surprises you when they open the door, even when you knew it was their all along. Alex thought to himself as he continued to prod into the subject further.

Would it make any difference if the surprises happened less frequently? Would it affect your reaction to such an event? What would the variables be in this equation? It were these questions that lingered inside Alex's vast and a bit barren mind. While he wasn't by all means a 'know-it-all' he still liked to entertained himself with questions like these.

So now that we got that frame of mind set up; wouldn't it be completely logical for him to see all these surprises come? Would Alexander still be taken by surprise from the sudden event? I mean that's what it means when people say 'surprise' right? In order for something to be surprising the victim of such event would have to be... well... surprised.

The obvious answer no matter what anyone else will tell you is 'yes'. Given a perfect scenario and a perfect world the outcome would always be the same. The person would see the surprise coming and thus brace for it to come. Once there, the person would have no reason to act surprised. After all they did see it coming.

However, this theory cannot be applied to us humans living on earth. This is because our world is not perfect and is far from following the path of being logical. So when Twilight's horn started to glow and all the boxes in the back of Alexander's van started to rearrange themselves. Alex did the most 'logical' thing to do at that time; he fainted.

Twilight's FOV: 
A couple minutes ago...




Twilight understood that not everypony was perfect. She knew that everyone has their own flaws that make them who they are. Without imperfections during interactions the pony, or person in this matter would just be plain boring to hang out with. Sadly, the ‘person’ she was currently with had one of the worst imperfections she could ever think of. He... he was messy.

She came to this realization not seconds ago when Alex opened the door to his yellow 'van'. Van, such a funny term for a carriage. Twilight pondered quietly to herself as the doors flung open to reveal the monstrosity that was the cargo hold of the vehicle.

Normally Twilight was rather easy going with little messes here and there. After all she did create some messes own her own when she studied, but this... this was something else.

Every single box that wasn't packed tightly together was thrown all around the cabin making the end result look like a hurricane had its way with the room. Even the silver dolly that Alex used was buried under the debris of boxes. While her eye twitched from the large mess and unorganized structure of the boxes she was secretly thanking Celestia and Luna that she wasn't back their when this all occurred.

A large sigh was heard to her left. Turning towards the source of the sound Twilight came to see that Alex wasn't pleased with the results either. He had a look in his eye that showed to her that he was tired. Just from that look alone Twilight knew that he had been doing this job for far too long.

Slowly Alex assessed the situation only to once again sigh when he tilted the first box over. "Well this is just going to suck isn't it." Alex claimed taking the toppled box out of the van then placing it on the ground.

"Well isn't this kinda all your fault? I mean you were the one to put the boxes into the van in the first place." Twilight commented as she looked at one of the labels that was attached to the box.

Sarnia Bayshore
Exmouth St
2 / 4 box
2 saline and 2 water

"Not really I packed all the boxes in order yesterday. Sarnia near the front, then Chatham and Windsor closest to the back. If I hadn't swerved on the road, then my first order which is St. Elizabeth should be right here." Alexander replied as he titled another box this one revealing a Chatham order. "It looks like the boxes went through a blender." Alex mumbled to himself as he prepared to reorganize all of the boxes.

Twilight didn't even have to think before she acted. Alex was being kind by not blaming her for the mess, seeing as she was the one that caused the swerve in the first place. So purely out of instincts Twilight pulled all of the boxes out of the van with her magic.

Once all of the boxes were out of the van she walked by each one looking for any label that had the word "Sarnia" written on them. After she had all the Sarnia boxes located she put them all back into the van. In the span of a couple seconds she had reorganized and restructured all of the boxes into prefect groups. Even the saline and water that Alex usually left aside was sorted with each corresponding order. 

With a satisfied smile upon her face she picked up the nine boxes, 10 water, 20 saline and placed them all neatly on the silver dolly she had left out of the van. "Tada!" Twilight cheerfully claimed as she looked over to where Alex once stood.

Instead of a heart warming complement that she thought she would have gotten for all of her hard work, she was rewarded by a passed out Alex. "Oh my gosh! Are you okay?!" Twilight yelled out as she rushed over towards Alex's body, "Did I hit you by accident with one of the boxes?" Just like her first question she was rewarded with nothing but silence.

"Alex! Can you hear me?" Twilight yelled poking the limp body. Nevertheless, no matter how loud she yelled or how hard she pocked, the body would not respond. She knew that he wasn't dead by the clear breaths he was taking. 

Maybe he just fainted?... yes that's probably it! She thought to herself. Sadly, the only diagnostics to help a fainted person is to wait for them to come back to consciousness.

Alexander's FOV:




"Alex... Hello?" Alexander strained to hear as he started to regain his senses. The back of his head was pounding in pain. The thought of all of his hangovers in his life started to play in his mind. This was a headache to end all headaches. The little droplets of rain coming down from the sky wasn’t helping him recover from his current state one bit.

"Finally!" Twilight cried out as Alex cracked one of his eyelids open. Relief was clear in her tone as she nudged his side with her muzzle. “Are you okay? Do you need me to help you up?” She asked in short concession, holding out a helping hoof.

“Yeah I’m okay… I think.” Alexander commented as he grabbed Twilight's hoof, the other rubbing the back of his head. However, being the size he was, grabbing Twilight's hoof only served to pull her on top of him. It seems that I have underestimated my own strength, or would that be weight? Alexander asked himself as he looked down towards the purple equine now on-top his stomach, a light rose color adorning her soft cheeks.

“S-sorry about that! Didn’t think that one all the way through…” Twilight stuttered as she quickly retreated back to her own hooves. Alexander on the other hand didn’t think anything of it, the pain in his head was enough to worry about at this time. “…I fixed the boxes.” She continued, making sure to change the subject as quickly as she could.

Sure enough when Alexander recomposed himself, he saw that all the boxes that were once carelessly thrown around, were now neatly packed into groups. “Huh… magic sure is convenient…” Alex stated as he went to the back of the van to take out the first order, only to halt once the first label was shown.

“Uh… Twilight?” Alex stated, confusion lingering in his words.

“Yes Alex?” Twilight replied, however her voice was less confused and more pride filled.

“Where’s the St. Elizabeth’s order?” He claimed looking over other boxes that were packed at the back of the van. While each one was for Windsor they were all for different drop locations.

“Right here.” Twilight stated causing Alexander to turn around. When he did he was pleasantly surprised to see all the boxes he needed for the drop placed neatly on his silver dolly. “I kinda felt guilty for popping into the front seat which caused the mess.”

“you really didn’t have to-” Alex said.

“- No. I did have to.” Twilight interrupted. “Think of it like me paying you back for almost giving you a heart attack.” She continued, a sheepish smile adorning her face. The rain that was falling from the sky seemed to give her a kind of glow. “It wasn’t really that big of a job anyways. As you said ‘Magic is convenient’” She stated accompanied by a little chuckle at the end.

“Well if you say so.” Alex replied as he moved towards the dolly. “Now if you want you can go back in the van to get out of this rain before you get sick; or you can just chill out here. It’s all up to you. However, a word of advice; If you do decide to stay out here I suggest that you keep away from the public eye.” Alex repeated what he pointed out while in the van.

“And why is that?” Twilight asked. “I find myself to be a fairly easy going mare.” She continued. “After all I did manage to make friends with you rather quickly. What makes anyone else different?”

“Already calling us friends are we?” Alex retorted seemingly ignoring her question as he tilted the dolly into the moving position.

“Well I would like to assume so.” Twilight stated her mind.

“Well Twittles my good friend, I have to do this drop. If not, I wont be able to pick up the lost time I had gained dealing with our current situation.” And with that being said Alexander started to roll the dolly off the parking lot and onto the concrete sidewalk, leaving behind a rather confused Twilight.

“You still didn’t answer my question!” Twilight yelled as he rounded the corner and out of hearing range. That’s the point Alexander stated mentally. While he would answer her question eventually, he couldn’t resist the temptation to mess with her a bit.

It took naught but seconds before Alexander reached the front door of the clinic. Its entrance locked and the only key in would be a pass card. Sadly, the clinics don’t hand them out willy-nilly, so Alexander had to resort to using the intercom. Pressing the call button Alex awaited the response.

“Hello?” A male voice spoke out from the intercom.

“Hi, I have the medical supplies.” Alex replied.

“Alright, the doors unlocked, come on in.” The male responded. Shortly after a light click was heard as the red light on the lock turned green. Having done it a million times before, Alex opened the door with his left hand and pushed the dolly into the building with his right.

Once inside the building and within the lobby Alexander stopped the dolly and walked up to the counter. “Hello Mark! Where you want them today?” Alex asked as he leaned against the counter. “You want them in their normal spots?” Alex commented.

“Yeah, just place them in the storage room. You got that yellow slip for me to sign?” Mark questioned.

“Sure do.” Alex stated as he walked back over to one of the boxes before ripping off a piece of paper attached to it. “I’m sure you’ll find I brought you everything today.” Alex stated, a smile upon his face. Last week he had forgotten two saline, causing him to drive all the way back to Toronto to pick them up. 

“I sure hope so.” Mark responded as he took the paper from Alex’s grasp. “9 boxes, 10 water and 20 saline…” he mumbled as he looked over towards the dolly, no doubt mentally counting each one. “I’ll be… you got them all.” He joked as he started to sign the piece of paper.

“Yeah, now while you do that I’ll just drop these boxes off.” Alex lectured as he once again tilted the dolly and rolled it into the storage room down the hall. The storage rooms here at the clinics were nothing impressive. If anything he would think they would have some sort of hefty lock on these doors seeing as they did store drugs in them.

Nonetheless, it wasn’t Alexanders job to nit pick at where they stored the items. All he cared about was that it reached there and the customer was happy with his service. If he could walk away from the clinic with a smiling client, he could be sure that he was getting paid that week.

Tilting the dolly back upright, Alexander inspected the cargo. Other then being a bit wet and a few dents here and there, the packages were perfect. He knew the people at each of the clinics, and with that he knew that they wouldn’t care if the box were a bit wet or dinged. All that really mattered was that the product inside the boxes were intact.

Thinking back, Alex could only come up with one occasion where he had damaged the merchandise. Even then the clinic was able to look the other way seeing as it was a freak accident. That and Alex agreed to make a round trip bringing a replacement.

Snapping out of his thoughts Alexander pulled the dolly from under the boxes in one fatal swoop. It had been practice which had enabled him to do so without spilling the boxes. Thankfully, like most of the times, the boxes stayed standing leaving Alexanders work here done.

With the thought of the fist drop of the run done; Alexander rolled the dolly into the lobby with a smile. “I don’t understand how you can be this happy at this hour.” Mark commented as he slid the yellow piece of paper onto the counter. “It’s 7:30 am”

“You have to realize I wake up at 4:00 am to get here. Believe it or not I’m actually a night person. This so happens to be my afternoon.” Alex stated as he left the dolly by the door and walked up to the counter. “Plus today has been quite an interesting day.” Alexander claimed, making sure to put a lot of emphases on the word ‘interesting’.

“How can driving three and a half hours be interesting? You almost hit a deer or something?” Mark responded as Alex took his phone out of his pocket.

“You can say something like that.” Alexander replied as he took a picture of the yellow sheet as proof that Mark got his delivery. “Well if that’s all you need then I’ll be on my way.” Alexander said as he walked over to the silver dolly, phone still in his hand.

“Yeah, that’s all I need. Have a good day Al.” Mark called out as Alexander left the building, tapping away on his phone. After every drop Alex would make sure to email the yellow page picture to the company. Doing it after every run just made it easier and saved about five minutes.

Having reached his beloved van again, Alex heaved the heavy-duty dolly up off the ground and into the back of the yellow van. Making sure to place it in a spot that he could easily access it for the next drop. Seeing that the next drop was clinics main office hub he would definitely need that dolly. A usual order for them would be around 30 boxes, and the saline… well lets just say that they don’t go easy on the saline.

However, that being said. Once that drop was done he would have a lot more room left in the van. Which to a normal person wouldn’t mean much, but for Alexander it meant a lighter van, and a lighter van meant a faster acceleration.

Closing the two back doors to the van Alexander walked over to the driver side door of the van. Opening it up he jumped onto his throne and buckled his seat belt. Being a courier sure makes you move fast. Alex stated as he placed the key into the ignition switch and turned it towards the dash. Within second the roar of the van could be heard for miles, a roar that didn’t really sound to good to be honest. In fact, it sounded like the van was dying every time he started it. However, just like his father Alexander would only fix the van if it couldn’t start.

“So what exactly is it that you do when you enter that building?” Twilight spoke up as Alexander pushed the van into reverse.

“Just talk to some people then drop the boxes off in some room that they tell me.” Alex simply responded. “It’s actually really easy, I’m quite surprised that I’m being paid so much for so little work.” Alex continued. Nevertheless, Alex would never tell that to his boss for fear of him actually deducting his pay.

“Ah I see so your just like the mail ponies back in Equestria.” Twilight stated as she levitated the pen that she was disassembling minutes ago. Yet again however, Alex couldn’t keep his eyes off the magic as it assembled the pen within a matter of seconds. If this would keep up, then Alex would have kick her out for fear of crashing due to her distractions.

“Equestria? What the hell is Equestria?” Alex asked as he pushed the shifter into drive and proceeded on route to the clinic offices where the next drop would be.

“It’s where I’m from. I was born in Equestria.” Twilight replied, “And it’s where I plan to go.” She continued, her tone serious and soaked with ambition.

“Alright Twittles, and how do you plan to do that?” Alex stated as he pulled the van to a stop. The intersection he was at seemed to be rather packed. “I get that you can use magic and what not, but if it was really that easy to pop back to your world then I would assume I wouldn’t be talking to you right now.”

Twilight seemed to be both pleased with his response and saddened by it. “That’s correct. You see for some reason I can’t seem to remember anything that happened this pass day.” Twilight lectured. “If I could, then it would probably be that easy as you say “pop” back into my world. Mind you, casting spells is a lot harder then you probably think.”

“Probably is, either way I say that you let today pass-by. Relax now so you can act tomorrow I always like to say.” Alexander stated as he finally got the van passed the intersection.

“With that logic you would never get anything done.” Twilight claimed in a monotone voice, clearly unamused by his advice. “If you kept relaxing today, when tomorrow comes it will turn into today which means you would go back to relaxing.” Twilight commented.

“You know what I mean.” Alexander retorted with a snort.

“I’m afraid I don’t.” Twilight responded.

“You know for a sentient deer your pretty thick.” Alexander stated, a smug smile appearing on his face. “Then again what should I expect from a race that uses their wings to attract mates.” He knew he was dragging that joke out, but that didn’t mean it produced the same outcome.

“It’s pony! And for the last time my wings are not used for matting purposes! I assure you that they are sufficient enough to get me off the ground. I’m just going assume this planet has a higher gravitational pull then mine.” Twilight huffed as she crossed her forelegs.

Alexanders only response was to continue driving along the road. However, his smile did not falter. Call him cruel, but then again who doesn’t like to have a little fun here and there. “I still don’t get what you were trying to say.” Twilight said, once again attempting to change the subject.

“What I meant was that you should relax today. Gain your strength back, regain your normal state of mind and move on from there. No one that I know of has ever made progress while being in an emotional mess.” Alexander lectured, assuming a lot in that statement. Nevertheless, he would be lying if he said he didn’t think that Twilight was emotionally unstable at the moment. 

The possibility of loosing one’s home and world is a thought alone that made even Alexander feel sympathy for the small equine. He, himself wouldn’t even begin to fathom what Twilight was feeling at this moment.

“That… that doesn’t sound like a bad idea.” Twilight commented as she flinched in her seat. Thinking nothing of it Alexander pulled the van into the second drop zone. Sadly, his parking place this time was in plane sight of the public. No walls or fences that could obscure the vision of passer-byes.

Twilight's FOV: 




Having told her to stay in the van Alexander went about to do his job. Twilight on the other hoof was still quite confused why Alexander had told her to stay inside. On multiple occasions has Alexander warned Twilight about being seen by the public, but not once did he tell her why. Did the people here, in this world not accept outsiders? Would her presence cause an uproar of the commonwealth?

Either way Twilight trusted Alexander… well as much as a pony could trust a human in this short amount of time. She believed that he was looking out for her well being. Nonetheless, she would still have to ask that question again. Hopefully this time he would actually give her the answer she sought. If not, then she would just have to find out from experimentation.

The sound of the rear door opening made itself known as Alexander started to take out the dolly and boxes. Twilight being the curious pony she was took this time to explore what little room she had in the front of this ‘van’.

While the space at the front of the van was small it was nothing compared to the other cars she saw on the way here. Some of them only had enough room for the human to sit. At least in this van she could stand up freely in-between the two seats. However, as of right now she couldn’t as a large blue box was placed there.

Seeing as this box was different then all the others, Twilight was pondering why it would be up here rather then in the back. Having her curiosity take the best of her, she chimed her magic and levitated the lid of the box off revealing multiple plastic bottles. 

Reaching her hoof in she realized that it was a lot colder inside the box then outside of it. Using her vast knowledge, she interpolated that this box was used to cool the beverages inside. Huh, that’s actually very clever. Insulate a box and place items you wish to keep cool inside. Instead of using magic we can just do this! Placing the lid back down on the box, Twilight once again scanned the van for anything to occupy herself with.

The next item that Twilight found herself looking at was a silver tray sitting upon the ledge in front of the van. Inside the tray was a couple of silver cylinders with images on them. The first one had a picture of a dog on it while the other two had sevens. Along with the metal cylinders was an opaque plastic bag, and written on the side of it was the word “yogurt”.

Having the bag pique her interest she levitated it over towards her. To her surprise on the other side of the bag was covered in words displaying statistics of the contents of the bag. However, before she could read it off the back doors to the van shut closed signaling that Alexander had finished this drop.

Her suspicions were proven correct when the driver side door opened up and Alexander hopped in. His hair damp and his cloths were wet from the rain. With one fluid movement he buckled his seat belt, started the van and moved a stick the down to a position that was labeled “R”. Once having done that he glanced over towards twilight in the passenger seat.

“See you found my stash.” Alexander stated with a little chuckle. “You better leave me some, I get pretty hungry when I reach Chatham.”

“This is food?” Twilight asked in slight awe of the form of packing. Usually in Equestria they would pack up food with paper. Having something wrapped up in plastic was a wired yet enticing idea. “How do you eat it?” She asked as she started to look all around the bag eventually stopping at a little nozzle protruding from one of the corners.

“Take the cap off, place the nozzle in your mouth and squeeze the bag.” Alexander claimed as the van departed the office en-rout to an unknown location. Then again everywhere Alexander went was unknown to Twilight. Yet, something inside her liked the adventure. For she was learning a lot more then she would have once thought possible.

“Like dish.” Twilight stated with the nozzle in her maw. “All I have to do is squeesh right?” She claimed. The sight was something for Alexander, it looked both cute and uncomfortable at the same time. Then again she was a talking pony and he doubted the maker of the yogurt bag thought that his product would be used like this.

“Yeah just don’t-” It was to late. Twilight had already squeezed the bag with a force exceeding the bags need and before long her muzzle was coated in a heavy film of strawberry yogurt. “-overdo it…” Alexander trailed off a small smile creeping its way onto his face.

Twilight on the other hand was as still as a statue. “I don’t want to hear one word from you.” She stated placing the bag back down onto the aluminum tray.

“You ha-” Alex was about to comment before he was cut off by the Twilight.

“-Not one word!” She stated once again as her purple Aurora surrounded her face. With a nice ‘pop’ the yogurt vanished off her face and teleported one meter to the right. Both Twilight and Alexander unaware of the driver behind them having a heart attack from seeing a blob of yogurt slam into his windshield.

“Oh come on it was-” Alexander said only for him to be once again to be silenced by Twilight.

“What did I say Alex.” Twilight responded, her face looking none to amused. In fact her emotions portrayed more embarrassment then anger. Nevertheless, she would never admit to it if Alexander where to come to the same conclusion.

“Fine, fine... at least be glad you’re not on your own here in the city of roses.” Alexander commented as he pulled the van into a rather nice looking establishment. It looked like a small neighborhood, but something was off it looked too nice compared to the surrounding houses.

“City of roses?” Twilight asked.

“Yeah that’s what the locals call Windsor… Well they used to that is.” Alexander lectured as he parked the van before pulling out his checklist of drops.

“And why do they call it that?” Twilight asked. It seemed that today her curiosity was going wild. Maybe it was just the fact that she was on a new planet, exploring it for the first time.

“Back in the day the people of Windsor used to plant roses in their home gardens. So many people did it that the whole town started to smell of them. It was a pleasant smell and a lot of people came to the town to witness it. Sadly, the mayor banned the use of pesticides claiming it to be “un-eco” so without the pesticides to keep the bugs from eating the flowers; the residents stopped planting the flowers claiming it to be to much work.” Alexander claimed as he placed the checklist down.

“And they still call it the city of roses? Even thought it no longer applies?” Twilight questioned.

“Yup, pretty sad too. I liked this place better when it smelt like flowers rather then petrol and garbage.” Alex said.

“I would assume so. So where are we now? Is this another drop of yours?” Twilight asked taking the manifest into her own hooves.

“Yup, this is hospice. A place where the terminally ill go to die.” Alexander stated opening up the door to the van. “In truth I dislike coming here. They make the place look all nice so that it will take away the thought of dying from the patients here. At least they try to make it easy for them, and that is why I respect them here. Still doesn’t mean I like coming here.”

“That’s horrible! Why don’t they heal them?” Twilight replied.

“Normally they can’t, hence the reason I claimed them to be terminally ill. If they could be saved, then they would have been.” And that was the last thing Alex said before exiting the van to do his job.

I guess this is what happens when you can’t magically cure the patients. Twilight thought to herself. As sad as it was at least they made a place like this for them to live. I guess you can’t stop everything. Twilight once again stated to herself as she sat back in the seat.

Alexander's FOV:




Walking to the back of the van Alexander let his body do its normal routine as he went about thinking over his current situation. How is she going to get home? Is there a way I can speed up the process? Where is she even going to stay? I only have one bedroom available in the house and the bottom floor of my house reaches negative five during the nights. With all these question lingering, Alexander didn’t even realize when he pressed the button on the intercom.

“Hello?” A female voice spoke out instead of male this time. “Who is it? You come to see someone or drop off supplies?” The female asked.

“I’m here to drop off medical supplies.” Alex responded hearing a light click as his response. Acting fast before the door could lock itself again Alexander propped the door open with a case of saline.

Rolling the dolly inside the building, Alexander stopped it and walked back outside picking up the last saline. Having the last saline in his grip Alex walked back inside and placed the box on top of the others before approaching the woman behind the desk. “Hello, where would you like the supplies today?” He asked placing the yellow paper onto her desk.

“Just over there by the elevator. We got a new employee today and I’m breaking him in by letting him move everything.” She stated with a wink.

“Ha, tell him he has my thanks.” Alex commented as he rolled the boxes over to the elevator which was just a couple of feet away from the entrance. “Why can’t you have someone like this all the time?” Alex stated as he separated the dolly from the boxes.

“We do have someone like that?” The lady stated in a confused tone.

“Really then where are they every time I come in?” Alex claimed rolling the dolly to the door before walking back over to the front desk.

“Their always here, I have yet to see him miss one day.” The lady once again stated.

“Really and where is he today?” Alex asked a smile on his face. He got her now.

“Why he’s standing right in front of me.” She commented with a wild smile on her face as she slid over the yellow sheet towards Alex.

“Oh, haha very funny.” Alex replied as he took the phone out of his pocket and took a quick picture of the yellow sheet. “Well if that’s all you need me for boss, I’ll be on my way.” Alex said as he pushed the paper back to the lady at the desk.

“That is all Al, I’ll see you next time. Have a wonderful week!” She called out.

“You to.” Alex ended as he pushed open the hospice doors and rolled the dolly back to the van. Once again without even thinking Alexander sent the message to the company and lifted the dolly into the van with no time at all.

Closing the back doors to the van Alexander walked back to the driver side door. Opening it up he looked inside only to be greeted by something rather peculiar. Twilight Sparkle his road side companion for the day was sitting in his seat with her hoofs on the steering wheel. “Uh… what do you think your doing?” Alexander asked.

“I’m trying to figure out how this van works, what does it look like I’m doing?” Twilight retorted as she continued to look around the dash. “What do these number mean? Why are there three buttons on the floor? Who is responsible for making these cars and vans? When did they invent this machine? Where did they even find enough material to make hundreds of these?”

“Why don’t you sit back in your seat and I’ll answer all of your questions?” Alex stated, a small smile etching its way onto his face. Even though she had a lot of questions, Alex really enjoyed having someone with him while he worked. It made getting through these runs that much more enjoyable.

Without missing a beat Twilight jumped off the driver side seat and back into the passenger side one. The look of curiosity and awe still clearly being portrayed by her emotions. It seems that his words about letting go and relaxing today really worked their way into her mind. Following Twilights lead Alexander jumped into his own seat and closed the door.

“Alright here’s the basic rundown. I told you about the engine, it uses a fossil fuel to create small explosions which push a piston that turns the crank shaft, which in turn makes the wheel’s spin. In order to start the process, you turn this key which starts the spark-plugs that create the necessary spark to ignite the fuel.” Alexander said as he turned the key himself causing the van to come to life.

“I get that part, well I at least understand the concept, but what does the three buttons on the floor do? And what are those numbers on the dash?” Twilight commented as the van once again started to move towards it’s next drop.

“The three buttons are referred to as pedals and they all help the driver control the speed of the vehicle. The one on the far right is the gas pedal dictating how fast the engine will run via fuel regulations. The one in the middle is the break pedal which pushes break fluid through a tube which pushes the brake onto the break disk slowing the vehicle down. Lastly is the parking break, most cars have them in the middle in-between the two seats, but for this van its another pedal.” Alexander lectured showing each pedal physically as well as verbally.

“Interesting, so what do the numbers mean?” Twilight asked.

“They just tell you how fast the vehicle is going; how much fuel is left along with other statistics that rarely need to checked during travel.” Alex simply stated as he continued to move the van through the winding streets of Windsor.

“Can I try driving it?” Twilight asked, her expression was one of excitement.

“Not here in the city. I’ll let you have a go at it later on if your still up for it then.” Alexander replied. He really didn’t want to wreak his only ride days away from his home.

Twilight didn’t respond instead she once again asked “So where we going now? How many more drops are there here in Windsor?”

“Oh Twilight you can figure that one out yourself can’t you?” Alexander stated in a teasing voice. He knew full well that the purple equine could figure out within a couple of seconds. Call this a little experiment of his own, he wanted to figure out how she would go about this situation. What would be her first question she asked herself? Alexander wanted to know if she really was any different then a human mentally.

Twilight's FOV: 




Twilight knew that Alexander was yanking on her metaphorical chain with this one, but if he refused to give her the answer, he better know that there are other means of getting to the facts. So with that thought lingering around in her mind Twilight asked herself the first question in solving this little mystery.

Why would he care how I figured this out? Not a normal question one would ask themselves in this kind situation, but one that would help her with her curiosity. One that would help her better understand him… That was it! Twilight thought to herself mentally as she picked up the manifest from the dash.

Alex cares not about the answer but how I arrive to it. He’s learning more about me and ponies as a whole by simple observation. If all humans were like this then I could be standing in the middle of a goldmine of knowledge! The vehicle’s whining only served to cement this idea as it pulled in front of another building.

This one looked to be made out of mirrors, but after closer observation she realized were not mirrors but windows like the first drop they had completed. The only identification of what this building was laid on the entrance to the building, where the letters VON were located being circled by a white line. Shaking this puzzle off for a later date Twilight turned back to face Alexander.

“I have a feeling that it doesn’t matter weather I know how many drops are left, but how I come to find it out.” Twilight spoke out as she glanced at the manifest that she had levitating in front of her. The number of times the city Windsor was stated was only four times meaning this was the last drop in the city of roses as Alex has claimed.

“Heh, you’re the second person or should I say pony to figure that out.” Alexander stated as he opened the door to the van before hopping out.

“And who was the first?” Twilight asked cocking her head to the side.

“Me.” Alexander stated with a smile upon my face. “My father was the first one to do that to me and so far every time I tell someone to figure it out themselves they either take it as me being rude or playing with them. Never have I come across someone that actually sees it as me trying to learn more about them. You’re a quick learner Twilight, I bet you’re some sort of scientist where you’re from.” Alex stated with a smile as he shut the door and walked to the back of the yellow van.

The comment Alex gave lingered in Twilight's mind for a couple seconds after the door close before she hopped out of the van herself. She knew that this was a place not many people were around so she decided now would be the best time to confront Alexander on why he’s so keen on keeping her out of sight from the public.

Closing the passenger side door with her magic Twilight made her way to the back of the yellow van. The question that she planned to asked Alex inching to be answered. Reaching the back of the van she came to find Alexander inside the trunk attempting to remove a box that was being a bit troublesome. Having the perfect way to get the answer she sought in mind she executed it with seconds to spare.

With a large thunk the two back doors to the yellow can shut closed locking in place as they did so. “What are you doing now Twilight?” Alexander asked with a large sigh as he wandered to the closed door with the box he needed in his hand.

“Oh this…” Twilight stated pointing towards the two locked doors innocently. “…I had nothing to do with this.” She continued with fake shocked expression on her face. “Would you like me to open it?” She asked trying her best to sound genuine.

“Yes, please make it fast I’m on a time limit here to deliver all these boxes. Lets just say getting trapped by a sentient deer is not a viable excuse.” Alexander stated as he rolled his eyes at her shenanigans.

“Pony.” Twilight said in a monotone voice.

“What?” Alexander questioned.

“It’s pony not deer.” She corrected.

“Pony, Deer whatever. Now are you going to let me out or am I going to have to move all these boxes so I can get out the side door?” Alexander claimed placing the box he had in his grasp down onto the floor before using it as a make-shift chair.

“I will, just tell me why you don’t want me being seen by anyone else.” Twilight stated a sly smile etched onto her face. She knew she had Alex right where she wanted, and with no way out of this one she would get her answer in no time at all. 

Alex let the condition to his freedom settle in for a second before responding. “I don’t want you being seen because if someone else sees you they might start to panic or worse cause other people to panic if they point you out.” Alex replied.

“But how can you be so sure that’s how they’ll react. You didn’t seem to do that when you found me, well at least not that I’m aware of.” Twilight continued the conversation, wanting nothing more then to solve this problem of the public.

“That’s because it was five o’clock in the morning and I was not in the best frame of mind to act out rationally. If you would of caught me on the streets of a city I would have pointed you out to the nearest authorities. I’m not going to lie to you Twilight but if you didn’t show up in the place and time you did, you would probably be in some sort of government lab being tested and asked questions till you lost your sanity.” Alex stated assuming once again a lot of what he said.

It took a while for the information to seep into Twilight's mind but once it did it stuck. Alex was not trying to keep her away from the public to save him or for fun, he was doing this to protect her from a life of questioning. Not like she would have enjoyed it or anything…

“Can you let me out now?” Alex stated as he once again let out another sigh bringing Twilight out of her stupor.

“Yeah, here.” Twilight responded as a clicking sound was heard before the two yellow doors opened up. “Still think I preferred you locked up.” Twilight stated with joking tone. “At least you would be helpless to answer all my questions.” Twilight claimed.

“That’s a bit dark for a deer don’t you think Twilight?” Alex stated once again a snicker coming from his mouth as he said so.

“Pony… P.O.N.Y… PONY! How many times do I have to say this!” Twilight claimed.

“Until it stops being funny.” Alexander stated as he placed the last box on top of the silver dolly. “So you going to wait in the van or stay out here while I drop these packages off?” Alexander asked as he tilted the dolly to the moving position.

“I think I’ll come with you this time.” Twilight answered following Alex to the front door.

“You did hear what I said in the back of the van right?” Alexander replied as he stopped the dolly in it’s tracks. “You do realize that you could be taken away never to get the ability to return home.” Alex said in a serious tone.

“Yup!” Twilight claimed as she opened the door to let Alex in.

“Alright then, your life not mine.” Alex stated as the two walked inside and towards the front desk, Twilight in clear sight of the receptionist. With the receptionist seeming to not care Alexander walked up and did what he always did.

“Got your medical supplies. Where did you want me to put them this time? The usual spot?” He asked as making sure he was taking in every inch of her reaction to seeing a pastel colored pony in front of her.

Surprisingly enough the woman did not react to the pony instead she just replied like it was a normal day. “Yeah the usual spot up against that wall.” She stated as he moved to do so Twilight following him in toe. What caught both of them off guard was when Alexander slid the woman the yellow sheet to sign.

“So who’s your friend working with you today?” The woman stated looking towards Twilight. Twilight on the other hand was at a loss for words, both of you attempting to say something that would suite the situation. “I hope he didn’t drag you with him.” The lady stated as she passed him back the yellow slip.

Acting fast Twilight spoke up first. “I’m just a friend of his that wanted to come for the ride.” Twilight claimed in a nonchalant tone. 

“Heh strange…” The woman at the front desk stated as she looked back towards Alex who now adorned a confused expression on his face. Here was a normal human lady talking to a pony without questioning it. “… how come you never mentioned this one to me before? You always talk about you and your friends when you come and drop off the supplies.”

Still being at a loss for words and completely baffled Twilight once again spoke up. “Oh… um…. That’s because… Um… he’s my col-boy friend!” Twilight stated causing Alex’s condition to worsen. “He doesn’t really like telling other people about us.” Twilight claimed with a sheepish smile.

“That’s no way to treat your girl friend Alex.” The lady scowled as she looked towards Alex. “You should be proud that you manage to sweep this fine lady off her feet.” She stated once again glaring daggers towards Alex.

“But she’s a PO-!” Alex was cut off before he could say anything more. His mouth felt like it was glued shut yet nothing was clamping it down. Before he knew it Twilight was waving goodbye to the receptionist and leading Alex out the door. His mind still racing trying to figure out what just happened.

Once the VON’s office door shut closed it wasn’t Twilight that spoke first. “What the hell just happened!” Alex stated attempting to come to terms on what went on inside the lobby.

“I wanted to see if my perception spell would work and the only way I could try it out was if I met someone that didn’t know I was a pony.” Twilight explained. “It’s quite simple, the spell alters the viewers mind to make it seem like I’m nothing out of the ordinary. So for the receptionist she thought I was another human.” Twilight lectured, “See now I can help you today without us worrying that people will freak out.”

Alex’s mind was still trying to comprehend magic let alone altering the perception of others. Knowing to not question everything at once Alexander just nodded and walked back to the rear of the van. “That is just crazy, I mean your magic and shit.” Alexander claimed as he tossed the dolly into the back of the van.

“I guess from your view point I can see why you freaked out.” Twilight continued.

“Yeah, now let’s get back on the road we have a long day ahead of us and I for one could really do with a quick meal on the way as well.” Alexander said as he closed the two rear doors to the van. “What do you say Twilight, how about we put your spell to the test and go have a little bite to eat?”

“Sounds like a plan!” Twilight chimed as they both took their respective seats. Once both doors were closed and the van running Alex once again just stood there in his seat thinking. “What’s the matter?” Twilight asked seeing his frozen state.

“Boyfriend?” Alex claimed in confusion as he looked towards the now reddened face of Twilight. "I'm sorry Twittles but you're going to have to do more then shake your feathered wings to get me to fall for you." Alexander stated.

"For the last time my wings are not meant for that reason! And is it so hard to just call me Twilight!" Twilight retorted, obviously not pleased with Alexanders shenanigans.