(A few notes, they both have a bit of an accent if you want to add that voice in your head, Also criticism is welcome, but don't just put 'I don't like it' or something, waste of time, I do hope you enjoy, this is my first fan-fic, I am just putting up the first little bit to see how people respond, I might go back and change stuff since I still have a lot I want to write.)
G’day, I admit I do not know exactly how to start this all, supposedly this is suppose to help me remember things, which seem to come and go, not exactly sure why that is though I have good friends around me. A good portion will probably be filled in by a friend of mine here when I cannot seem to remember all of what has happen. Well I do hope it is not too hard to follow seems we have had some interesting encounters, Anyway this is my story and the friend I met.
My name is Jack Silver; I live in the mountains on the outskirts of a small city with more animals than people. I am a blacksmith, I’ll make ya anything from horseshoes to art if ya so desire. I also keep some silver and gold for jewelry to sell to people in the town. I started living in Colorado after coming from Australia, my parents are originally from North America but when to Australia to work, I came here built my own place with a little help from the grandparents who found me this land. They passed away in the last couple of years so it’s just me here don’t get too many visitors. The town comes to me for their metal needs which keep me busy most days; I even have a couple fruit trees, and a small garden which the general store will take any excess off my hands.
I suppose that’s enough about me I am sure you want to get to the part of why I am even writing this.
A crisp and beautiful morning as I was sitting on my porch watching the sunrise the clouds in the sky were sitting over the mountains in the distance. Lightning seems to be flashing in the clouds as they hang over the mountains; a loud boom hits me as the sky starts to light up. I step off my porch and look at the clouds that are hanging above the mountains. I can feel the cool air hit me as the wind rolls in from the mountains. Another loud crack echoes in the distance and I hear a strange sound getting louder as it seems to get closer. I hear a loud thud before everything goes black.
“Hey…Hey are you alright there,” says a sweetened voice quietly
I groan a little as I rub my forehead as it starts to ache, “what happened,” I ask to the voice
“Easy there partner, ‘fraid I gave ya a good hit,” the voice says again with a sweet southern accent
I look up to see a horse on my chest, “what the,” I try and shuffle out from underneath, the weight of the horse prevents me from doing so
“I’m sorry,” the horse stands up backing up a few steps
“S‘ok doesn’t seem to have done any harm,” I say picking up my bush hat, brushing myself off I look around for who was speaking, “um…”
“Something wrong there partner” says the horse in front of me,
“Whoa,” I say stumbling backwards, “y...you… are talking,”
“Well of course I am,” says the horse, “and whatever you are seem to be talking too,”
“Right…I’m Jack, It’s horses that don’t normally talk” it gives me a dirty look as if I am crazy, as I look over at the horse it has an orange-ish tint to her coat, its blonde mane casually sweeped across its face,a stetson hat sitting delicately on it’s head,
“Who or what are you?”
“I’m applejack of course, a pony from ponyville,” she says getting closer, “Just what are you?”
“I’m a human...in Colorado, never heard of… ponyville?” still a little confused at the horse staring jack down
“Aye, that’s right,” says Applejack looking around, “Just what kinda town is this Colorado,”
“It's not a town, it’s a state,” say Jack pacing back and forth trying to wrap his mind around the creature before him,“the town is that way,” he says pointing off into the distance
“Hold on an apple picking minute,” says Applejack, “what is a state,” she started pacing back and forth along with Jack,
“A state is um… a collection of towns across a large area of land,” he says still pacing, now almost in unison with Applejack
“So your land of Colorado has many cities, none of them are ponyville,”
“Nope,”
“Canterlot? Manehatten? Filly-Delphia? Los Pegasus? Cloudsdale?”
“No, no, no,” Jack says as he crashes into Applejack falling down as the pony looks down at him, “I’m sorry,” Jack says looking up at Applejack who has a somewhat frantic look on her face
“Then where in the Hay am I?” says Applejack as she continues pacing back and forth
“Colorado…United States… North America… Earth?” says Jack watching Applejack pace
“I just don’t know…” she says, “why am I here, how did I get here,”
“I don’t know Apple…” he says as he dusts himself off
“Jack,”
“What?”
“Not you, my name …applejack,”
“Ah right sorry,” says jack watching her pace back and forth, “I don’t know how ya got here, just that you fell on me,”
“Did you do this?” she says walking quickly up to him,
“Do what?” taking a step back, as she leans into to him
“bring me here? Do you have magic?” she says as she starts accusing,
“Magic? Magic isn’t real”
“Of course it is my friend Twilight does it all the time,” says Applejack staring down Jack, “Argh... I’m sorry, I am just frustrated”
“It's ok,” Jack says as he watches applejack’s head slump down a little
“You promise you had nothing to do with this?” asks Applejack, “Pinkie Pie promise?”
“What is a Pinkie Pie promise?” a confused look on jack’s face
“Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye." She says looking at Jack like he should know,
“Uh... sure,” He says a little uncertainly, “a cupcake in my eye?”
“Alright then,” Applejack says sitting down on the ground, she looks down at her hooves, “I even look a bit different,” saying in a huff
“So what now?” asks Jack,
“What in tarnation am I suppose to do!” says Applejack, “I don’t have magic, or wings.. or any idea where I am”
Jack sits on his porch as he watches the horse pace back and forth before him, Applejack starts muttering to herself as she paces back and forth before Jack’s house. She starts to kick up a bit of dust as she walks marking her coat with dust. Staring at the ground she mutters about apples and the farm, among other things, her stomach starts growling as she continues pacing.
“Do ya want something to eat?”
Applejack continues to mutter to herself,
“Applejack?” asks jack, applejack doesn’t hear him and continues pacing, “Applejack!” he yells
“What the hay?” she says coming out of her stupor stopping suddenly, “I’m sorry did ya say something?”
“Do ya want something to eat?”
“I’ve got to figure things out…” her stomach growls, “Well…I guess I can’t think on an empty stomach,”
“Well I have some veggies in the garden and a few fruit trees, will that work?”
“That’s mighty kind of ya,” says applejack, “don’t suppose ya have some apples?”
“Of course,” says jack getting up from the porch, “should be some decent ones on the tree,”
“Apple trees?”
“Um ya, I got a couple,”
“Apple trees are my thing,” says applejack while looking around, “I take care of a whole orchard, sweet apple acres, with my family,”
“Sounds like a wonderful place,” says jack walking past a large shed, “No orchard here, just a few trees,” he says motioning to a few trees and a garden surrounded by a forest.
“You weren’t kidding,” says applejack looking around the garden, “Just two apple trees, and what are those?”
“That one is a cherry tree, and that one is an apricot tree,”
“Cherries, apricots, and apples, all right next to each other who would have guessed it,” says applejack going up to the apple tree, “and you don’t mind me having some,”
“Go ahead,” says jack, “I have more than I need,”
“Thank ya kindly,” she says giving the tree a little kick and a couple apples fall from the tree, she bends down and eats a couple apples whole, “I would have more than just one tree with apples tasting this good”
“Natures’ bounty, I am just here to help not to take more than I need,”
“It's a bit smaller than I’m use to but ya have a nice little garden,” she says looking around
“You are welcome to it while you are here,” says jack grabbing an apple for himself, “on that note, any ideas of what you are
going to do,”
“I don’t even know how I got here, let alone how to get back,” says applejack starting to pace again, “I was minding my own on my farm, next thing I know I was bumping noggins with ya,”
“Well before ya start making me dizzy with your pacing again I’m gonna go sit on my porch,” Jack says walking away from the concerned applejack,
“Ah, wait a hay picking minute,” says applejack chasing after jack, she grazes the shed on her way back, “yeow, thats a mighty hot wall,”
“Something wrong there,” says jack as he sits on the edge of his porch
“That wall is blazing hot, what do you have in there, a dragon?”
“A dragon? you gonna tell me those are real now along with magic?” giving a small laugh as he continues to walk towards his house
“Well of course, my friend spike is a dragon,” says applejack rather proudly, “I even watched the dragon migration last time it came around,”
Jack nods once with a skeptical look in his eye, he leans back on his porch looking up at the sky, “why didn’t I think of doing this early,” as he sits back up, looking at the horse in front of him
“What are ya spouting on about now,”
“The Internet,”