//------------------------------// // Explanations // Story: Wilmont // by gmen15 //------------------------------// Chapter 2: Explanations Street- Night "Fuck James, how much did you drink tonight?" Ryan asked as James convulsed on the side of the road, bile gushing from his mouth.  Ryan's car was pulled into the grassy area of the road-side just before the guard-rail, the lights still on and radio humming some late-night tunes as James continued to toss his cookies. Ryan supported James to the best of his abilities, though the sight of his friend vomiting admittedly made his own stomach churn. He spit the gooey stomach-matter before he drunkenly replied, "Enough...hic...and all that weed didn't help." "You're going have one hell of a hangover tomorrow, man. I'm just warning you." Ryan said, rubbing his friends back to sooth him as he continued to spit out some leftover vomit, as well as the taste of vomit, that was still lingering in his mouth. James looked up at his sober friend, his eyes bloodshot, hair askew, and an expression that showed a hint of annoyance. "Don't remind me." "I hope you're still up for meeting at the mall." "I'll be...hic...there, trust me." James slurred "Yeah, let's see if you say that with a fucking jack-hammer in your head." Ryan muttered as he watched a car pass by, not even stopping to make sure the two boys were okay. James then turned his attention back to clearing as much throw-up out of his mouth before leaving the side of the road. Occasionally some cars would pass by, drivers apparently were not too surprised to see a drunken teenager vomiting on the side of the road at night. After a few more minutes of hacking up whatever was inside his stomach, James stood up and stumbled over to Ryan's car, his friend assisting him the entire way. Carl's House After a few minutes of being unconscious, Carl slowly began to come to. He saw six colorful blurs sitting in front of him, each of which had a very familiar-sounding voice come out of them. "Carl, please get up. I didn't mean to scare you." The violet blur said, leaning close to Carl, though he still couldn't tell who it was. "What in the hay did ya do ta him sugarcube?" an orange blur with a little brown blur on top of it asked in a southern drawl. "I took my humanize illusion spell off of his mind so he could see what I really looked like and he just passed out." "Oh for the love of...ugh...Twilight you shouldn't have just reveal yourself to him like that. I thought that would be common sense to a brainiac like you." A cyan and mult-colored blur, that seemed to be floating in mid-air, strangely enough, added to the conversation. Its voice was a very familiar one, tomboyish and raspy. "You know this isn't helping anypony Rainbow." The violet blur hissed back at the cyan one. "What do you think we...um...we should do? If you don't mind me asking?" said a yellow blur with a pink top at a volume so low that Carl could barely make out what was said. "All we can do is wait for him to come to." "Well I certainly hope the poor boy wakes up soon." A white blur with an indigo top said, its voice elegant, almost like it came from the mouth of royalty. He rubbed his eyes so that he could see the six colorful figures that stood in front of him more clearly. As soon as his vision returned to its full power, his mouth dropped in pure shock at the six familiar cartoon ponies that sat in front of him, looking exactly as they did in the show. Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Applejack, Rarity, Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie were now in Carl's world, specifically his room, something he never thought was in the realm of possibility. As for their size, they were about two and a half feet in length on all fours, but could reach one's chest or chin is standing on two. The six girls either had looks concern, or in Pinkie Pie's case, excitement as they looked at Carl while his mind was trying to make sense of what he was seeing. Something that should have been impossible. Unsurprisingly, Pinkie Pie was the first one to speak up. "Oh girls! He's awake! Hi! My name's Pinkie Pie and it's so nice to meet you! I love to meet new ponies, or animals, or...whatever you are. Sorry, I forget what the Princess said about you, and what species you were. All I remember is that is began with an "H" like "hoomuns" or "hammonds" or something," she put her hoof to her chin in thought for a brief moment before returning to her hyperactive state,  "but it doesn't matter right now, because I'm just so SUPER excited to be here!" She was cut off when Rarity put her hoof up to silence her. "Enough darling, can't you see we've traumatized the poor boy enough without you pestering him." Rarity then turned to Carl, "A thousand apologies Carl, Pinkie Pie can be a bit...excessive with her introductions at times." Carl was too stunned to even faint anymore. Here he was, on the floor of his bedroom staring into the faces of the six cartoon ponies that he watched every night in the secrecy of his own room, doors locked and all. Twilight noticed the look of shock on his face and walked up to him. "Carl, are you okay?" "Um yeah..." Carl said, rubbing his head, "I'm just wondering what bastard at the party put LSD in my beer." Twilight suddenly looked confused, her head tilted to one side like a curious puppy, "LSD, what's that?" "Ohhh, Ohhh! I think I know! It stands Laughing Sugary Donut! Oh I'd love some LSD right now, it really would be the perfect pick-me-up! Do you have any LSD Carl?" Carl let out a groan and shook his head. "Wow, one minute after meeting them and I've already corrupted Pinkie Pie. Great job Carl, you freaking idiot." Twilight walked over to him and put her hoof onto his shoulder. She recognized the look of disbelief that was still on Carl's face and decided to address it head-on. "Carl, you don't believe we're really here, do you?" Carl shook his head. "No, I don't." "Well, we're right here." Applejack said, gesturing to herself and the others to indicate their close proximity to Carl before she scowled at him stubbornly, "Do ya not believe yer own eyes or somethin'?" "Yeah I mean, come on." Rainbow Dash said in an equally aggravated tone. "What do we need to do to prove to you that we're real?" "It's not as simple as that, you're asking me to forget what seventeen years of being firmly grounded in reality has taught me and..." "Yeah. Ah can help ya with that." Applejack walked up, turned around, and bucked Carl right in the gut. Carl collapsed in pain as he felt like two, giant fists with brass knuckles were smashed right into his stomach. "Applejack!" Twilight shouted in a panic. "What? Ah did it to prove to him that we're real. After all fake things don't hurt. Besides, ah didn't buck him that hard." "I think I have internal bleeding." Carl mumbled from his position on the floor, clutching his abdomen from the excruciating pain that resulted from Applejack's kick. Rainbow Dash laughed, "Pfft. Geez Twi, how did you get stuck with such a drama queen? The guy I'm partnered with better be cooler." Carl looked up at that, "Partnered with? What do you mean partnered with?" The six mares looked at each other before looking back at Carl, who was now even more confused than he was when he first woke up, and that was saying something as back then he thought he was tripping on some hard-core, yet awesome, drugs. Twilight sighed, "Carl, it's time to tell you why we're here." "We aren't here just because you're a fan of our fantastic show or because Twilight miscast one of her spells." Rarity chimed in. "Right, we meant to come here." Pinkie Pie said with a small bounce. "Well, there go two of the main explanations fan-fictions use." Carl mumbled, thinking about the number of times he read fan-fics where a pony was sent to Earth, or a human was brought to Equestria, for one of those reasons. He looked back up at the girls. "But then why are you here?" "Ummm. Princess Celestia sent us to help you...I...I hope that us being here isn't too much of a problem for you." Fluttershy said, looking down and nervously pawing her hoof on the carpet, her big eyes looking up nervously at Carl. "Oh God the typical "cute Fluttershy" moment, must...resist...giving in... to...d'awwwwww...damn it's hard." Twilight chimed into snap Carl out of his cute-induced thoughts. "Maybe it's best if we start from the beginning." Carl turned to Twilight who cleared her throat before she began to speak. "You know about the elements of harmony? How I represent magic, Applejack represents honesty, Fluttershy represents kindness, Rarity..." Twilight started before Carl cut her off. "Yeah and Rarity is generosity, Rainbow Dash is loyalty and Pinkie Pie is laughter. Of course I know that." "I'm just confirming what the Princess told us. Also, we six know how your species has watched our adventures and that you know about us already...which you just confirmed with you little interruption." "Hey, I have a super-duper-quick itty-bitty question. How well known are we? Like, are we celebrities?" Pinkie Pie asked in her typical, excited manner, a big grin plastered on her face. "Yeah, I guess you could say that. Definitely." Carl said with a small chuckle. Pinkie Pie clapped her hooves together with great enthusiasm. "Yay!" She squealed excitedly when Twilight pushed her out of the way before giving her a quick, annoyed glare before she turned her attention back to Carl. Pinkie Pie just stuck her tongue out at Twilight while Rainbow Dash chuckled from up above. "Anyways, back on topic. You know all about our battle with Discord, correct? When we used the elements to defeat him after he manipulated our personalities so the elements wouldn't work and he could bring chaos to Equestria?" Carl nodded. "Well, when we trapped him in stone..." Carl held his hand out. To interrupt the violet mare, confident that he knew where this was heading. "Let me guess, he got out?" he asked flatly. "Well, technically yes, but not in the way you'd expect. The body of Discord, as well as one half of his soul, is still in Equestria, the half we defeated with the elements. But the other half of his soul is not trapped and is running rampant." "Wait, so there are two Discords?" Cark asked. "Sort of, but not really. They're both from the same, original being, but while trapped in stone the first time by Celestia and Luna, he was able to split it in two." Twilight shrugged, "Hard to imagine I'm sure, but that's why he's the god of chaos." "Not going to lie, I'm still confused." Carl muttered. "Where's Discord now? I mean the free half, not the part of him still in stone." "He found another universe where he felt he could thrive, one much more chaotic than our own." Twilight answered. Unfortunately, Carl was never the brightest bulb in the shop, so he was still confused. "No offense Twi, but do you mind cutting to the chase?" Carl asked. "Ugh! Does she have to spell it out for you?" Rainbow Dash asked, again with a tone drenched in annoyance, "Discord found this little world of yours and came here. He's a human until he get's strong enough to take over both this world and ours. Geez, now I feel like an egghead for explaining it to you. Thanks a lot." The speed-demon pegasus crossed her arms angrily and looked away with a pout on her face. She clearly did not like the idea of being, what she called, an "egghead". Though this wasn't too surprising to Carl, as he remembered the episode when she first realized the joy of reading, only to become freaked out that she had become an "egghead". "Okay so to clarify, Discord is here as a human?" Carl asked Twilight with eyes pleading for confirmation. "Correct." Carl then pointed at Twilight, "And, you turned yourself into a human and came to me because...?" Suddenly Twilight's eyes lit up, like a child about to tell their parents how they aced an exam. "Oh! I actually wasn't a human at all. It was a new spell I learned that manipulates other being minds to make the caster look like a human. So I looked like a human girl to you and others, but I was still a pony."  She said with a small smile coupled with a squee. "So you messed with my mind...and everyone else's...to project yourself a a human, even though you were still the same cartoon pony that you always were?" Carl asked. Twilight nodded, still beaming with pride in her accomplishment. All Carl could do was chuckle. "Wow, that's actually pretty cool Twilight. I'm impressed." Twilight blushed at the compliment, though she brushed it off like it was nothing. "It was nothing. And please call me Twi. We're going to be working together. No sense in having formalities" She gave him a warm smile that could probably melt a glacier with its cuteness. Carl quickly snapped out of it. And by "it" I mean his state of "d'awwwwww", which climbed to near diabetic proportions since he woke up to the sight of the six cute, colorful ponies, when he suddenly had another question. "What do you mean we'll be working together?" Carl asked. "Like we six ponies represent the elements of harmony for Equestria, there are six human, teenage males that represents the elements of harmony for Earth." Twilight answered before she pointed her hoof at Carl. "You're the element of magic, like me. Because of this, we are paired together." "So what you're saying is that I am an Element of Harmony for Earth, and there are five others," he asked and waited for Twilight to nod before he continued, "And we are paired with one of you six based on what element we have...and we have to stop Discord from taking over both world with chaos?" "Yep, that about sums it up!" Pinkie Pie said giddily. Carl nodded before he closed his eyes, "Okay, I'm still mulling over the possibility that I've been drugged and you girls aren't really here. Either that or someone performed Inception on me so I think you six are real when you aren't. God-damn you Christopher Nolan." His hissed. "Don't you mean Coltopher Nolan?" Asked Rainbow Dash. Carl raised an eyebrow at the pony pun on the British director's name, "I'm sorry...Coltipher Nolan?" "Duh! Coltopher Nolan; he's the best director in all of Equestria! His movies kick so much flank!" Rainbow Dash pumped her hooves into the air to emphasize the "awesome" part of her statement. "A pony version of Christopher Nolan? Okay, wow, just...okay I'm going to lie down for a bit." Carl said, going over to his bed and falling onto the mattress. He let out a groan. Rarity's eyes suddenly widened as an idea came to her. She ran up to Carl. "Wait, Carl darling! What if you got somepony else to come here, If they see us, then you know we exist." Rarity asked. Carl looked up at her, "It's somebody, Rarity and...that's actually not a bad idea at all." He nodded, pulling his phone out of his pocket, "Hang on, I'm going to make a call." James' House Ryan had finally arrived to James' house after leaving the party. Now recovered from his vomit session on the side of the road, James was still singing KISS songs at a near deafening volume as they arrived to his modest, two story house with a two-car garage. Ryan helped James from his car to his front door by acting like a "crutch" for him, putting James' right arm over his shoulder. James' body was as limp as a fish that had just been hooked from Lake Ontario on a summer day. His shirt was stained with vomit and alcohol, which started to dry so that the fabric began to harden in the areas that were dirtied with the contents of his stomach. "So...how...how was the party? I don't...remember." James mumbled to Ryan. "It was awesome man, just awesome. You really rocked it with your singing." Ryan said somewhat unenthusiastically, rubbing his still swollen eye with his free, left hand. "Haha...good to..."hic"...good to know man." James opened the door to his house and entered. "And the king..."hic".has arrived to his palace! "You sure you don't need me to walk you to bed?" Ryan asked. "I mean, I don't want you vomiting in your sleep. You might choke." "Nah dude, I've been drunk like this before. I can..hic...I can handle this, trust me." Ryan chuckled, "Okay man, good night then. I'll see you tomorrow." "Peace my brotha' from a conservative motha'!" James said with a laugh before he entered the house and began to air-guitar and sing 'Detroit Rock City', though at a slightly lower volume for, even in his drunken state, he had enough common sense not to wake his family. Ryan laughed at the scene before he shut the door, James' singing still reaching Ryan's ears through the wooden door that separated the two friends. "Ah that silly, drunken son of a bitch is always good company." Ryan thought with a smile as he made his way back to his car. Suddenly, his phone rang, which momentarily startled him until he realized what it was that was making the buzzing noise. He pulled the device from his pocket and looked to see who was calling. Once he saw that it was Carl, he picked up. "Carl, what's good? I thought you'd be asleep by now." "Yeah man, listen could you come over real quick? I need your help with something." "Uh yeah, sure. I just dropped James off so I'll be over in about five." "Okay, sounds good." Ryan hung up, a perplexed look on his face. "Why would he be calling?" He thought to himself for a second. He then shrugged and got into his truck and started off to Carl's house.