“Come on, get in,” you say as you open the passenger door of your car. Hooves and door handles don’t mix. “I’ll take you home.”
She hops in, leaving her sign abandoned in the field.
You chitchat as you drive, asking questions to get to know your guest better. She’s originally from Canterlot, which is Equestria’s capital and most famous city.
She has no idea where you live, which is good, because you’re going in the opposite direction. The miles click by as you merge onto the highway. Fortunately, most ponies haven’t moved all that far from the portal. As you continue driving, billboards for Equestria and the portal start popping up. Your passenger either doesn’t notice, or doesn’t care – she’s too busy telling you about her parents, her younger sibling, and her Aunt Cherry Jubilee, the latter of whom has an orchard in Dodge Junction.
You pull off the interstate at exit sixteen, following the signs towards the Equestrian portal.
“Where are we going?”
“I told you, I’m taking you home.”
“You live in Equestria?”
“Not my home, silly.” You park the car and get out. “You’ve got a family that you obviously miss very much. I bet they miss you too.”
Tears are streaming down her cheeks as she hugs you. “Thank you.”
You reach down and scratch her behind the ears. “You’re welcome.”