Twilight Finds Herself in Generation 1.

by TheMajorTechie


OH HAI, HOOMIN!

"SCREW IT!" I yelled as I left the unconscious mare on the floor of my cave, "I'M OUT!"

I stomped outside, ignoring the fact that the sky was growing dark. Ignoring how there were raindrops splashing against my sorry face. Ignoring the fact that there happened to be a random human girl who came out of nowhere that seemed to be waving at me.

Wait, what?

I turned to face the girl. She doesn't seem to be very old, and she's not waving at me, she's waving at the unconscious Twilight that I left in the cave. I, personally, am unseen due to how she's higher up and I'm down in the trees.

But still. Wat.

Humans? In Equestrian prehistoric times?

This raises quite a few questions.

For one, if humans existed here, then what happened to them? Did they die out? Perhaps a war of some sort, or a famine... or even a plague.

And secondly, if ponies are this stupid in the past, and humans, who so far, seem to be just as intelligent as always, existed, then... Did the smarts of the people somehow become intertwined with ponies? And if so, how?

Maybe the humans and ponies interbred, creating a new species that directly led to modern ponies.

NO. SHUT UP, CRAZY ME.

But anyways...

I unfurled my wings, and shot straight up, into the line of sight of the girl. Hopefully, she's from some sort of town that has at least a scientist or two.

Or all of them.

Once I was assured that the girl noticed me, I belted out, "HI, HUMAN GIRL! CAN I COME WITH YOU?", complete with hoof motions in case if she didn't understand my futuristic mouth flapping skills.