//------------------------------// // Prologue: Another day // Story: Three walks of life in Equestria // by autobotfan15 //------------------------------// It's a well known fact that the personality of someone can be judged by how he or she lives. Take me for instance. My name is Matthew Wilkins. I'm just sitting in a room playing on my model railroad, watching the little trains go around. My railroad looks like something out of a movie. It takes up my entire upstairs that even the trains go to my bedroom through tunnels connecting it. That's not the strangest part of my life. I'm watching my trains with a little Fennec Fox in my lap. Her name is Sparky. I found her at a pet show where someone was giving away fennec fox pups. She wouldn't take her eyes off me and was trying to reach out to me, so I adopted her. I call her Sparky because of how fast she is, like a spark of electricity. But believe it or not that's not the strangest part of my life. It's right outside my front door where there is now a knocking. Sparky jumped off my lap as I stood up and turned off my railroad causing all my trains to stop. I went downstairs to my front door passing the photo of my late parents as well as framed pictures of famous trains throughout history. I opened the door to see a grey pegasus mare standing in front of me with a blonde mane, a wall eyed stare, a bright smile, and a saddlebag full of mail. "Oh Good morning Derpy, you're here earlier than usual." I said. "Hi Matthew it's a light load at the post office. I might be home early today." The mare said with a smile. "That's nice, how are your daughters?" I asked. "Oh Sparkler is doing fine at her job and little Dinky got another A on her test." She said smiling with joy as she reached into her bag and gave me my mail. "That's wonderful to hear. Thanks for the mail tell them I said hey." Derpy nodded and flew away. Now you're probably wondering why was there a pegasus at my door with mail? Well the answer is simple. Back in my home town on the planet earth, there were strange weather patterns that caused a lot of storms. Then one day, there was a storm so bad my street was struck by a bolt so powerful it felt like a nuclear bomb was dropped on the pavement in front of my house. But when I regained my bearings and went outside it was where I noticed the houses across the street weren't the same. Long story short, we were on a different world with talking magical ponies. I say we because I wasn't just talking about me and Sparky. I was talking about myself and my neighbors. The two other houses, each having two people I can't stand. One house to my right belonged to a married couple named Cletus and Karen. They were what some people call unhinged conservatives. Cletus was a racist guy who was always trying to force religious beliefs down people's throats and always advocated for less gun control. Oh and he's so homophobic I one time saw him beat up a guy wearing a pride flag shirt. But that's nothing compared to his wife Karen. She was what everyone on the internet expects from a Karen. Ironic don't you think? She always complains about service and believes the world revolves around her and when something doesn't go her way she demands to see the manager despite the staff of an establishment doing a good job. The other house to my left is home to Alison and her roommate Jesse. They were both what the internet called Social Justice warriors. Always going on about pride, white privileges, gender identities and what not. They were the people who think the answer to a small problem is blocking a highway and delaying everyone, even fire trucks rushing to a fire. That actually happened once. If one were to ask me which of these two groups of people do I side with, my answer would be neither. Like the conservatives I do hold a decent religious belief but I don't go using it to bash and hurt others. Like the SJWs I do support a path for equality but I don't like the methods used to achieve it and I certainly don't approve of yelling at others just because we don't agree with them. That's what both these houses do. As for all of us getting settled we manage to get plumbing and electricity to our houses thanks to the ponies. As for jobs, I was hired to be a classroom assistant to the school house. I don't know where my neighbors hired out. Then again their constant drama sometimes results in them getting fired even back on earth. I took a moment to appreciate the peace outside knowing both groups are not fighting in the street. It looked like a nice day out so I decided to go out for a walk. Sparky rode on my shoulder as we walked through the streets of Ponyville. Many ponies greeted me happily as I went. "Howdy Matthew!" Called Applejack. "Howdy AJ." I called back as I passed her Apple stand. "Hey Cheerilee, enjoy the weekend and be ready for Monday" I said to the teacher as I passed by a coffee shop where she was drinking a cup. "Morning Matthew, same to you." She said back. Everyone in this community has been so kind and welcoming since we came here, at least to me. Probably because I'm the only tolerable human in town. We were approaching Sugarcube corner when we heard what sounded like a fight. As we got closer two figures were shoved out the door by a certain pink mare. "And don't come back here unless you two have ZERO complaints!" Yelled Pinkie Pie. The two people thrown out were Karen and Alison who only growled at each other. "This was your fault! I was trying to see her manager about a hair on my cupcake! And not listen to your pointless propaganda!" Said Karen "Pointless?! My fault!? That was your loose hair you entitled selfish white hag!" Yelled Allison. I just sighed as we entered the Sugarcube Corner ignoring the brawl they were now having. The inside had a few tables tipped over but were quickly set back up. Pinkie Pie looked annoyed but smiled upon seeing me. "Hi Matthew, Hello Sparky, can I get you your usual?" "Yes, that will be nice." I said as I handed her some bits. After getting my cupcake I walked over to a window seat to watch the fight outside. It was like watching an unstoppable force vs an immovable object. I should complain about their drama but it keeps me young. Me and Sparky just watched as some ponies came and tried to break up the fight. Only one thought came to my mind. "It's just another day."