Parker awoke on the floor of Sugarcube corner the next morning, it was bustling with customers who wanted Pinkie's famous goodies.
"Yay, you're finally awake!" Pinkie smiled at him.
"You didn't wake me up when you opened?!" Parker was laying in the middle of the floor, next to some opened boxes.
"I didn't want to ruin your dream, you talk a lot in your sleep!" Pinkie giggle, remembering what he was saying.
"What'd I say?" Parker gulped, he hoped it wasn't too embarrassing, his face ran red.
"You said," Pinkie started rolling on the floor, she had customersin line, "You said 'Rarity' like ten times, adn then you were talking about a party!"
"What did I say about Rarity?" Parker was dead-serious now.
"You kept talking," Pinkie wiped a tear from her eye, and she was catching her breath, "You said about going over at noon."
"Oh CRA..." Parker was out the door before he could finish, leaving Pinkie perplexed.
Parker ran at full speed to Rarity's boutique, he had been running for ten minutes, when he remembered,
'What time did I say?'
Noon
'Yeah that's right.'
Parker finally reached the Boutique a couple of minutes later, inside, Rarity was working on a new dress, it had many colors, and feathers, and ruffles, wow, it looked complicated.
"Rarity," he panted, "I'm here!"
She looked over at him, "Great!"
Rarity walked over to him and looked at his hair, she nodded and slowly examined the sleekness of it,
"I knew it, we're going to have to shave it." Rarity said.
"What?" Parker's eyes went wide.
"Shave it off, and I'll get you some new hair." Rarity explained.
"Wh.." Parker stopped talking, Rarity had already levitated a trimmer to his hair.
"Hold still, here!" Rarity used her magic and held the squirming Parker still.
"Please, not my hair!" Parker said, looking Rarity in the eyes.
"Now now, I am doing this for your own good."
Rarity took the trimmer and shaved Parker's head clean. She released him from her magic, and he griped his head, which was now completely bare, not even his eyebrows remained.
"What, fix it PLEASE!" Parker pleaded.
"Alright, hold still again." Rarity said, a beam of light sprung out of her horn.
The light spread rapidly around Parker's head, and then it disappeared, leaving a new, very luxurious hair set on his head. The hair was a little more blond than his last, but it was longer and sleeker.
"I love it!" they said in unison.
"Rarity, thank you, I really like the way it feels!" Parker said, rubbing his hair.
"No problem darling, so I guess I'll see you later?" Rarity said.
"Sounds good." Parker said as he exited the boutique.
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"Day two of missing person 'Parker Mathews is under way, let me tell you this story, his mother arrived home, his computer was on, but he wasn't home, he left school ten hours earlier, the mother is a suspect, she doesn't work till one, no, she was 'getting drunk at a bar'." Nancy Grace said.
"And let me tell you something mister or miss, we will find you, and bring you to justice." Nancy said, the Television turning off.
"He's gone." Parker's friend, Gabriel said.
"It's not your fault Gabe." Gabe's sister, Julissa said.
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Parker awoke the next morning, and felt his amazing hair, it silked between his fingers, he looked around, he was in his old room. he shot up and looked at his clock.
12:00 p.m.
"Twilight!!" Parker yelled.
"Parker! Are you okay?" Twilight opened the door with her magic.
"How am I in..." Parker looked closer, it was his stuff, but a foreign room, "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Good, want some breakfast?" Twilight asked.
"Yeah,that sounds great!" Parker jumped out of bed, but immediately stopped, he was in his boxers.
"Ahh!" he screamed, and covered himself.
"What?" Twilight turned her head.
"I'm in my boxers!! And you're in here!" Parker said loudly.
"What, you're wearing clothes, you're in our world, not your old one." Twilight said, turning to the door.
"Still!" Parker said, putting some pajama bottoms on.
"See you downstairs." Twilight walked out of the room.
Parker hurried downstairs, he saw Cheerilee checking out some books in the library, he approached her.
"Ahh," she jumped behind a bookshelf, peeking out, she continued, "Who are you?"
"My name is Parker, I'm new here." he outstretched a hand.
She slowly responded with her hoof, she shook his hand lightly, "Hello Parker."
"My naem is Cheerilee," she said, "I am the local school teacher."
"Cool, what grades do you teach?" Parker asked.
"Kindergarten to second, are you in college?" Cheerilee said.
"College," Parker laughed, "I'm only in eighth grade."
"You're only a kid, but, but, you're so, so very tall!" she looked at him from head to toe.
"I had a tall family." Parker explained, "Not everyone is this tall, in fact, I'm very tall for my age."
"That makes sense." Cheerilee concluded.
"Breakfast!!" Twilight yelled from the kitchen.
"Coming!" Parker said back, "See ya Mrs. Cheerilee."
"See ya, oh and it's Miss Cheerilee," she blushed, Parker knew that, but he felt like making somepony smile just then.
Parker walked to the kitchen with the alluring smell of Maple pancakes, covered in syrup.
"This looks amazing." Parker said as he sat down at the table, across form Twilight.
"Thank Spike, not me, I don't cook." Twilight insisted, pointing to the dragon.
"Thank you Spike." Parker looked over to the dragon, who was happily munching on his own pancakes.
"Mo pobwem!" Spike said, his mouth full.
Twilight giggled at him, causing an uneasy sigh from Spike.
"So Twilight, what do you want ot do today?" Parker asked, swallowing some milk.
"Why don't you tell me about your world, and why you're so glad to be here?" Twilight said.
"Sounds good..." spike interrupted.
"Can it wait until after breakfast?"
"Yes Spike." Twilight giggled again.
The trio ate their breakfast happily, enjoying every bit of conversation with each other, they talked about food, books and Ponyville.