Thankfully, we didn't run into anybody on the way back home. I'm not sure I would have been able to fully hide a cartoon pony, though I do my best to keep her concealed anyway. Never know when a traffic or security camera, or anything of the like could snap a picture of her. I'm going to have a hard enough time just trying to hide her from my parents.
I look down at the sleeping face of the bundled up filly, and I wonder if she can even talk in this world, or was she whinnying and neighing earlier simply because she's too young to talk yet? It's not like there is magic in this world, so I wouldn't be surprised if I never hear a word out of her.
"Well Cozy," I say to her absently. "You wanted a world without magic...here it is."
I walk through the dead lawn of our little yard... nothing but weeds really, and come to the front door of our house...if it could be called a house. I cautiously crack the door open and peer inside.
Not seeing anybody inside, I figure they must still be in bed. It's not unusual for them to sleep in late, so that's not too big of a surprise.
I enter the house, and quickly but quietly go to my room and shut the door, locking it.
Breathing out a huge sigh of relief at having made it back without complication, I put the bundle down and unwrap its contents.
She looks around at her new surroundings, and immediately begins exploring. There's not much to explore in my room, but she wants to see it anyway. It reminds me of a kitten or puppy you bring home, and they want to check out every possible nook and cranny. It's actually kind of entertaining.
Of course, eventually she finds the door, and like a little kitten, tries putting her hoof underneath it, like that will open it. When that strategy fails her, she turns and looks at me, cocking her little head.
"Sorry." I tell her. "But anywhere outside this room is off limits."
She flares her nostrils in annoyance, and continues her exploration of my room, coming to my bed next. She's too small to get up on it, but she's determined. She attempts to climb it, and flaps her wings wildly to help her get to the top. But, as expected, she falls on her rump to the floor.
What happens next is nothing short of adorable, as she proceeds to throw a tiny tantrum, whinnying and neighing at the bed as if it just insulted her.
I snort, trying not to laugh at the hilarious scene.
She turns around, and bucks the bed with her hind legs.
"how about a little help?" I suggest.
There is a box in the corner of my room. Retrieving it, I put it next to the bed.
"There. Maybe this will help." I pat the box.
She happily jumps up on the box, and makes it to the peak of Mount Everest.
She's so happy up there, I can almost see little fireworks going off next to her.
Eventually, she settles down, right on top of my pillow. She curls herself up in a ball on it, not unlike a kitten, and...well, I've said it before, but it really is the best way to describe it. She gets cozy.
It doesn't take long before she's entered the Sandman zone. I figure I should go check the kitchen for things I could possibly feed her. What do cartoon ponies eat? Pinkie Pie eats sweets...lots of sweets. But could a pony's digestive system handle that kind of junk here? Is her digestive system the same as it was in Equestria? Or does she have a normal pony's system now?
I figure it's probably best to keep her on a normal pony's diet. I could give her carrots...but is she too young to eat solid food like that? Only one way to find out I guess.
I quietly leave the room and close the door.
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As expected, I didn't find much in the kitchen that was appropriate for a pony. Even if I had, I don't want my parents getting suspicious because food suddenly starts disappearing quicker than usual. I'll have to buy my own food for her.
Grabbing my wallet, I take out a few wads of bills, and leave the house.
Once at the store, I purchase various kinds of vegetables and fruits, as well as oats. Should be enough to feed a mini pony for a while. It's not cheap though. I'll have to work extra hours over weekends to be able to provide regular upkeep for Cozy.
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Once back home, I head to my room. My parents are up, but for once, I'm thankful that they pay no attention to either myself, or my bags.
I make a beeline for my room, and close the door. Cozy wakes up, and looks at me.
"You hungry Cozy? I've got yummy nom noms..." I put the bag down and open it up.
Her ears perk up, and she jumps down to the box, then to the floor, to find out the contents of the bags.
"How about a carrot?" I ask, as I take a carrot out. "You have teeth for these yet?"
Her response is to bite the carrot, and eat it until it's gone.
Ok, so that question is answered. I give her a few more carrots, then cut some slices of cucumber for her, and grape tomatoes. She eats them all.
"Ok, that's probably enough for now." I say, and put the rest of the food in my closet. I'll have to keep a cooler in here for the food, and continually rotate freezing the ice packs.
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I spend some more time with Cozy, playing with her, and trying to teach her some tricks. She's not interested so far, but we'll work at it. I also got her some water, and brought a small cooler into my room, putting the food in it, and back in my closet, out of Cozy's reach.
Later on, I check the time. I need to leave for work.
"Ok Cozy, I need to go to my job now. I'll be back later tonight. I'll leave some food out for you." I tell her, going to the closet, and taking some food out of the cooler and setting it on the floor. "You stay out of trouble, and for your own safety, don't try to leave this room. If anyone sees you, you'll end up in some lab. So, PLEASE behave yourself." I plead.
In response, she hops back up onto the box, and to the bed, making herself comfortable on my pillow again.
"That's a good girl..." I say, and put my hand on the doorknob. "I'll see you later." With that, I open the door and leave, closing it behind me.