“I'm sorry, Hitch! I didn’t mean to do it!” Sunny bawls, grabbing her friend’s foreleg as he tries to remove himself from her.
“Sunny, calm down.” Hitch has no idea what happening. One moment Sunny was talking to a random stallion in front of the lighthouse before he dropped dead, and then this. “Zipp, a little help here; Pipp stop streaming this, and Izzy, stop poking the stallion,” He calls to each of his friends as they surround the unconscious stallion, leaving him to deal with Sunny himself.
“I am too young to go to jail. Please don’t arrest me!” Sunny continues to cry her eyes out while getting dragged across the ground as Hitch struggles to get free.
“Oh my goodness.” Pipp adjusts the camera to get a better view of herself before switching to show Izzy pocking the stallion with a stick, “So get this, Pipsqueaks; we were on our way to the lighthouse and found a stallion there waiting for us, like a total starker. However, he drops dead when Sunny went to talk with him,” She turns the camera back to herself, “This reminds me of when I met one of my Pipsqueaks. So, this stallion must have a crush on Sunny and came here to confess to her, but he couldn’t handle it and blacked out.” She squealy happily, “I can’t believe that my dear friend Sunny has an admirer and possible stallion friend now,”
“Pipp, I said stop recording this!” Hitch yells from the background getting her attention,
“Oh, but what is this? Sunny begging Hitch to forgive her?" Pipp gasps, "Could they be dating, and Sunny doesn’t want him to get the wrong idea?”
“Pipp, enough,” Zipp says sternly, turning off the stream,
“Zipp, I was in the middle of a live stream.” Pipp scolds her sister, but she rolls her eyes,
“Can we first focus on the dead stallion on our front lawn?”
“You know, he is not dead,” Izzy casually says, opening one of his eyes with her hooves and letting it snap back into place, “I think that somepony was just a little too happy to see Sunny that all.”
“So why does Sunny think that she killed some pony?” Zipp questions as Hitch calls some reinforcements of animals to help him, pulling from Sunny's rear hooves and Hitch's tail.
“Sunny, I expect this from Izzy, but not you. Let go!” Hitch cries one more time pulling with all his might and freeing himself from her death grip, which leads him to roll away, sending animals flying and himself into the lighthouse’s wall with a mighty crash.
“Hitch!” Everypony called out, rushing to his side, “Are you all right?”
“I had worse,” He groans as the animals also come to check up on him,
“I am so sorry, Hitch." Sunny helps him up before rubbing one of her forelegs against the other in shame, "I got so caught up with getting into trouble that I wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing to you. Can you forgive me?”
“It’s all right, Sunny. Everypony makes mistakes.” Hitch hugs Sunny before they turn to their unexpected guest, “So, does anypony know who this is?”
“Ow, my head,” Aaron says, getting up from the couch, “What happened?” Looking around, he finds himself in a large spacious house with two stairs leading to the next floor, a living room where he is, and a kitchen to the side. Judging by the light from the window, it is the next day, but that is the least of his concerns. This should be Equestria, but the more he looks around, the more things are different than they were in the show. From his research, Equestria should be in a medieval era style of living. But with the blender, fridge, and TV. All point to a more modern style of living. Something is wrong, “I am getting a bad feeling about this,” he says to himself, “Did something go wrong with the mirror? Or am I just in another part of Equestria that is more modern than the rest? If so, then what was Twilight doing here on her own? And--TWILIGHT!” Aaron jumps to his hooves, “I almost forgot about her!”
Looking around, he couldn’t see her anywhere and moves to the door but face-plants on the floor, “Dumb blanket.” He grumbles as he untangles his legs,
“You okay there?” A voice called to him from across the room,
Aaron looked up to see the stallion that was with Twilight the other day getting up from another couch. How he did not see him till now was beyond him, but at least he can get some answer, “Where am I?”
“You are inside the Crystal Brighthouse. I am the Sheriff of Maretime Bay, Hitch Trailblazer.” He gestures to his badge on his sash, “And you are?”
“Oh, Hi, officer." Aaron stands up straight, "My name is Aaron Lopez. Nice to meet you.”
“Likewise, Mr. Lopez,”
“Ah, can you call me Aaron instead?”
“Fine, Aaron, may I ask what you are doing here?”
Aaron tilts his head, “What?”
“You showed up in front of my friend and me yesterday afternoon but fainted-“
Aaron quickly interrupts, embarrassed, “I didn’t faint!”
Hitch rethinks his words before continuing, “You passed out before we could get any answers. So, what are your intentions here?”
Aaron knows that if he lies, it will only come back to bite him someday. So it is best, to tell the truth, especially in front of the town’s Sheriff. Looking away in embarrassment, Aaron rubs the back of his head, “Well, you see, I came here to meet a mare,” A small gasp could be heard from upstairs, followed by someponies hushing another. Aaron disregards the sound and continues his tale, “I came a long way to meet her, and I when I found her the other day, I could believe how beautiful she is.” Some awe and giggling could be heard upstairs, much more apparent this time, which got both Hitch and Aaron’s attention.
“I thought we agreed on no eavesdropping.” Hitch calls out upstairs, causing ponies to retreat with the sound of a door closing, “Sorry about that. But you can’t blame them for wanting to know who you are. You did show up unannounced yesterday.”
Aaron's ears fold against his head, looking away, “Sorry about that. Everything happened so fast.”
“Back on the topic. Who is the mare you were looking for?”
Aaron opens his mouth but pauses. With how different things are now, Twilight could have changed her name or how she addresses herself. Unlikely, but possible. Better play it safe, so he knows whom he is talking about, “The purple mare from yesterday,” 'Hun, did his eye twitch?'
For some reason, Hitch is starting to dislike this stallion. But he is a professional first and a stallion second. He tries to check a professional appearance with a smile, “Really? I know she is an important pony, but why her thou?”
“She saved my life,”
Hitch frowns at his explanation, unconvinced, ears going down, “I am going to need a better reason than that.”
Aaron can't seem to understand why the Sheriff seems to be mad at him. He has done nothing wrong... nothing wrong here in Equestria. But how does he answer him? “Weeeellll…” Aaron starts looking away but can't seem to finish his thought,
“You don’t got one, do you?” Hitch deadpans, to which Aaron looks down in shame,
“No,”
“Well, as far I can tell, you mean her no harm or others. You are just a love-struck pony,”
“Thank you for understanding, sir,” Aaron bows a few times to show his sincerity,
“However, since the pony in question is a dear friend of mine. I wish to be present when you meet her again,” Hitch cut him off before Aaron could retort, “Non-negotiable. Unless you wish to be escorted off the premises without seeing her,”
“Ah, don’t be that way, Hitchy-poo,” Izzy says behind Aaron, causing him to attempt a ten-foot jump from ground level and succeeds, “He just wants to talk with the mare that he loves,” Aaron lands back on the couch with a loud thud with a grunt, “I am sure he is a good pony,”
“Izzy, we don’t know anything about this stallion. As far as we know, he could be a secret spy sent here to find a way to steal our magic or something precious to us,”
Somewhere in Maretime Bay, a mare sneezes.
“I am just watching out for everyponies safety as the sheriff.”
“Aw come on, Hitchy-poo,” She grabs Aaron like a cat and holds him in front of her, “Does this look like the face of a secret bad pony running from the law?” Aaron smiles nervously, with drops of sweat running down his head. Technically, he is on the run from the law, but not their law, so they don’t have to know about that.
Hitch stares intently at Aaron before he backs down and points a hoof at him, “Hum, I guess not. But try anything, and I will stop you. Are we clear on that?”
“Crystal clear, sir,” Aaron salutes, but this only causes Izzy to lose her grip, and down he goes again, “I need to get the hang of that,”
“Well then, Izzy, you can call Su-“
“Hitch!” A voice whispers loudly from the entrance of the lighthouse. Everypony turns to see Sprout trying to get Hitch’s attention, “Sheriff, I got to talk with you.”
“Looks like duty calls. Izzy, you watch over our guest while I deal with whatever my deputy needs me for,”
“Roger Wilco Hitchy,” Izzy salutes, not falling over as Aaron glares at her. Hitch exits the lighthouse as Izzy leads Arron upstairs, “This way Aaron,”
Halfway up, Aaron realized something, “Wait, I didn’t tell you my name,”
“I got good ears; I hear everything,” Izzy’s ears move up and down, bending backward and then staying straight.
Odd, “Okay, So long as I can see Twilight,”
Izzy stops moving as Aaron walks past her to the sound of a car screech, “Say what now?”
Aaron looks back at her like nothing is wrong, “Princess Twilight Sparkle. The mare we were talking about. I saw her yesterday.”
Izzy nervously laughs as if she did something bad, looking at anything but in Aaron’s direction, “Right. Twilight Sparkles.” Izzy quickly zips in front of Aaron, blocking him from a door, “Wait here while I make sure that her highness is ready for any guest,”
“No problem,” Izzy quickly enters the room, slamming the door behind her, “She is funny. She reminds me of Pinkie Pie,”
“Sunny!” Izzy calls from the doorway to her friend hiding under the bed. Curious, Sunny sticks her head out, “We got a problem,”