“I have found new respect for people that used to do this, I mean, for a living,” the redheaded girl had a small smirk on her face that looked right at home on her, it was as if she was finding something funny or at least interesting enough to make a comment about it “can you imagine that? People years ago, standing on a river or maybe somewhere close, hoping to catch a tiny little fine gold dust, enough to live by for another day in the wild,” she seemed almost wistful, as if she could already see herself doing it, then the face changed to something a little bit more cynical “or enough to get themselves drunk for the day,” she said in a complete deadpan voice that caused a laughter to escape Twilight Sparkle’s mouth.
Instead of the usual bun, Twilight had decided to forgo with her usual hairstyle, more like the only hairstyle she have ever used besides short enough to make her mother scream, but that was only when she was ten years old. Now, thanks to the abundant amount of string that they kept gathering, her long hair felt upon her back as a low ponytail; she had half a mind of keeping it up, but this was only because it was easier and more manageable, at least until they could find a way to make scissors. Just the idea of somehow finding tools and even metals made her giddy and excited about what they could find in some convoluted, but appropriately logic, roundabout way.
Looking at her companion in that lonely and empty world, Twilight sighed, finally enjoying life or better said, adventure, with someone else; while she loved her BBBFF, she was finally seeing the glimpses of what he said was one of the most important things in life, friends. As a scientist, Twilight understood the effects that social life had in human beings, after all, as creatures that made packs and then groups and then villages as they evolved, being surrounded by friends and loved ones was an important part of life, she just never saw any real point to it, until now, now that she had a mind as sharp and curious as her own at her side.
“It probably wasn’t as glamorous as books or schools make it sound, but I guess it was important; we wouldn’t have Canterlot if it weren’t because of pioneers like them. You know, I always liked the period too, mainly because of a game, but it counts, right?” Twilight’s face turned a little bit pink due to admitting once again how little interest she used to have to nature unless it had some other use or it came in a digital form.
“Oregon Trail?” Sunset kept pushing the block of dirt that she had on top of the sieve; it was a rather rudimentary object, which in itself was good because the two girls didn’t have much to work with, what with the most advanced thing being the fact that they had string. Beyond that, while it was true that it was very old-looking device, it allowed them the ability to see what they could find on dirt blocks. So far, Sunset had found a lot of small pebbles, but most importantly, she had found seeds, ones that Twilight and she could use. It was moments like this that she wished she had paid more attention to Applejack’s granny, what with her having been born and raised in a farm, but, seeds were a good addition to their growing source of materials.
“You know it?” A surprised Twilight asked as the tree she was cutting down felt into pieces, with blocks floating gently into their wooden floor. The hardest job Twilight ever did back home was the odd moving of furniture when she needed to clean behind her desk or something similar, never have she done much in the sense of manual labor, but since coming here, she had found herself oddly attracted to it; sure, at the end of the day she was beat up and just wanted to sleep, but it was exhilarating to think what else they could find, what new technology they could use and what new surprises the world had around them.
“Yeah, remember when I told you about my first computer? It had a version of Oregon Trail in it, never really played it until way later; back then I wasn’t exactly a model student, but once I got back on track I just, I don’t know, liked it and kept on playing, maybe that’s the reason why I don’t mind sieving… think we could sieve other stuff?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, think about it, from dirt we get a lot of seeds and stuff like it, why not think that we are able to get more stuff? I don’t know.”
“If we get to that point, sure, but I don’t know how we are going to get there yet, although, you do make a point; so far this world seems to be following a trend.”
“Like a step by step process?”
“Yes, but more than that, it feels like there is true logic in the way the world is structured, as if you need to understand the basic rules to then truly use them in your favor.”
“Well, that sounds logical and I guess it reminds me of magic back in Equestria; unlike in Earth, magic in Equestria follows a predictable pattern, always following rules of mathematics and elements, why not here too? But for now, I think we are able to truly make a change, The Great and Powerful Sunset presents you, stone!” Sunset, with a voice that screamed showmanship, used her portable tablet and instead of pebbles, in her hands now there were blocks of what could only be rock, true rock, not wood, but rock.
“Great, now instead of using an axe made out of wood, I’ll have one made out of stone; we seriously stopped being cavemen here.”
“Cavewomen Twilight, just because you are in another dimension you shouldn't forget the correct usage of the word,” for only answer, Sunset got a punch on her shoulder, but it was only playful since Twilight was busy laughing at the lame joke of hers. Sunset was sure that by using Trixie’s trademarked way of talking she will pay for it; she knew that wherever the over the top girl was, she will find out and there will be hell to pay, but for now, this was pretty fun.