Stan made a final adjustment to his sciency MacGuffin, twisting knobs until two totally unnecessary analog dials centered, then pushed the obligatory big red button. With a loud pop and a little theatrical smoke, he vanished, leaving behind only the strangely tantalizing smell of sandalwood.
A fraction of a second later, with a similar pop, Stan found himself standing in the center of a small, medieval-looking town, filled with colorful ponies. That’s right, he’d scienced himself to Equestria; Ponyville specifically.
He looked down at himself, suddenly feeling a brisk breeze against his skin, and was slightly horrified to realize that his magical device had failed to transport his clothes with him. However, he took consolation in the fact that nobody (nopony) wore clothes in Ponyville, and if he got uncomfortable, he could just ask Rarity to make him a set of clothes. Why, she would no doubt be so grateful at the opportunity, she’d just give them to him!
He started walking towards the Carousal Boutique, when he spotted a seafoam green unicorn and a cream-colored…ok, Lyra and BonBon. BonBon didn’t notice him right away, but Lyra’s eyes widened, and she shouted “Aaugh! A human!”
Just behind Stan, he heard what was unmistakably Spike’s voice shout: “What if it’s a changeling disguised as a human!”
Stan turned, just in time to see a magenta flare from Twilight’s horn, then nothing.
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Dear Princess Celestia:
Today I learned that, owing to their complete lack of innate magic, humans are surprisingly intolerant of magical effects. Fortunately, nopony was injured in the incident, and when the grass grows back over the scorched spot near the Carousal Boutique, I suspect that nopony will be discussing this event any more.
I am also including a sketch of what it looked like, and the remains of some sort of device it was holding, which I suspect is damaged beyond all repair.
Your faithful student,
Twilight Sparkle.