//------------------------------// // Another Day // Story: Time is of the Matter // by munomana //------------------------------// Time is of the matter Another Day 'Another day.' That's all I could think of as he slowly awoke from his slumber. 'Another day in this place.' I slowly felt the feeling return to my appendages as the world are me swirled in a spiral of colors as the light of the bright reflected off the vibrant red walls of the barn. There were many oddities of this place when compared to other farms, but this one seemed to stick out the most: the distinct scent of apples. My mind fixated on what I'd actually do today, but it drew a large blank. 'It's not like this could actually be real. I'm probably on the cafeteria floor or most likely a hospital room.' I finally decided that I should get up, but before I could do anything, I realized the small, warm blanket splayed out across my body. It may have been sized for a child's bed, but it was much better than sleeping through the night with nothing. I then realized that the air around was rather chilled. I pushed the blanket off of my body before folding it and placing it on a bale of hay right beside the pile of hay I had lain on. The least I could do was to thank the owner of the farm. The world slowed around me as I got to my feet in a drowsy like fashion. I was just rather glad that It wasn't like reading a book for an hour before standing up. I began to think about my new power that had help me defeat a manticore in the a badass manner. I realized that I had been able to manipulate items and they soared when thrown, yet the manticore hadn't been able to move when I touched it. 'That's rather... peculiar.' I took a few quick moments before I decided on doing a few short tests regarding my ability, whether it be real or not. A small rock on the floor caught my attention before I walked over and picked it up. I then looked over to a broom in the corner before walking to the middle of the room. I then closed my eyes as I recalled how I was able to manipulate time. I opened my eyes as I looked around. The room looked the same, but there was a noticeable difference in the two items. They both seemed to be weightless. I quickly walked over to the pile of hay before placing the broom on it, most of it hanging off. The broom seemed to levitate in mid-air. I then threw the rock. It floated at a high speed, hitting the wall in a straight line parallel to the ground. 'Okay, so items seem be frozen themselves, but can be moved with force. They also seem to be weightless seeing on how gravity does not effect them when frozen.' I then focused my mind off of time as the rock and broom fell to the ground. *GASP* My train of thought stopped as I spun around to where the voice seemed to emanate from. Behind me was a small pony with a slightly light red mane and fur that matched the inside of an apple. Go figure. The pony seemed to be one of youth as it was smaller than the others at the party yesterday. The pony in question flinched as my gaze reached hers. It seemed to be rather frightened based on the expression on its face. 'Dilated pupils? Check, Defensive stance? I think so. About to scream? Ch-' "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" The pony ran, and ran, and ran. It wasn't long before the apple-coloured pony ran out of view. 'Welp, first impressions went amazing.' Applejack was out in the orchard, bucking the apple trees with much more vigor than before. It was Apple-bucking season this time around, and if she was going to finish the orchard without Big Mac's help, she'd need to get on it. It was only 7:30 in the morning, but after 1:30 hours of work, a pony can get tired. A thud was heard as the orange mare's hooves collided with the apple tree. The force reverberated through the tree as the apples hanging from the branches proceeded to lose there attachment as they fell down to the wood of the buckets, not a single apple missing them. Applejack took a deep breath of air as she looked at her work. She was an entire 30 minutes ahead in work. She small breather couldn't hurt. Applejack trotted up to the tree she had bucked before pushing aside on of the buckets with the apples inside. She then planted herself on the ground before pulling her stetson over her eyes. She began to think about the recent events. That human had just met them, and he seemed to be really nice. He had a party, ate an apple, then slept in her barn. 'Now that Ah think 'bout it, what happened anyway?' Before she could get up and return to work, a high-pitched scream began to grow louder. "-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPLEJAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-" The sound was silenced as a small thud sounded from the leg of a very confused Applejack. Applejack looked down to see an aghast Applebloom sitting on her haunches. A jolt of worry quickly hit Applejack. "What happened, Applebloom?" said Applejack with a stern expression. "Th- the barn-, a-alien, thing... T-teleportin'!" Applejack knew just who she was talking about. 'I shoulda' told Applebloom an' Big Mac!' She mentally smacked herself at the mistake she made. "Don't worry, Applebloom. That critter landed 'n Ponyville yesterday. He's.. completely... harmless... Oooooh no." "Um, Applejack? What's wrong?" Applejack completely forgot about Big Macintosh. 'Big Mac could be tearing him ta' shreds!' "Applebloom, stay right here!" "Well. No point in staying here! I gotta clear that up. Children." I slowly shook my head in a disappointed manner. I turned around before walking to the items I had used before and placed them in their respective spots. I then turned around and picked up my belongings, which, wasn't very much. I looked to the door began I walked to it. I looked out the door, but all I could see were hundreds of apple trees. I was interrupted from a deep growl emanating from my stomach. I hadn't eaten anything for almost 2 days, not counting the cake. The only treats at the party that wouldn't give me diabetes had hay in it. I look back up to the rows upon rows of apple trees lined up in front of me. 'I love my luck.' The urge to eat had me forget on thing. How was I supposed to get those apples. I sprinted over to the nearest apple tree. The tree had was rather short and the lowest sturdy branch was about 9 feet up. I recalled my hobby with parkour before I took a few steps back. I then ran at full speed before attempting to plant my foot against the tree. I missed. My face then proceeded to smack into the base of the tree. I would be yelling in pain from the pain in my face, but my hunger overtook that. I stepped back again before running forward once again. This time, my foot hit the center of the tree as I turned all of my forward moment up. My other leg then lifted up and pushed me once again. I was able to grab onto the branch before pulling myself up. Before I could dig in, a deep voice was heard getting closer. The voice belonged to a rather large red stallion who had a yoke around his neck. He seemed to be part of the family who owned the orchard, seeing how he had an apple... tattoo thing. The red stallion then looked into the barn I was once in before letting out a little sigh. I disregarded the stallion before grabbing the nearest apple. I dug in as quick as possible. The apple was unlike other apples I'd eaten. This apple, was eaten right off the tree. In other words, the apple was normal. 'Why did I expect this apple to be the best apple I'd ever eaten?' I finished the apple before grabbing the nearest on before digging in. *THUD* Suddenly, a force jolted up the tree I was in. The tree shook violently for a second before it stopped. The shock knocked me right off the branch I was on. I was met with a faceful of wooden bucket. "Why did you choose him?" "Ohoh, just wait and see. Wait and see..." A/N: I updated this? That's impossible! I was planning on making this 3 times longer, but for the 8 hour time period I had, a majority of it was Youtube and random story updates. I apologize for my previous chapters. They weren't EXACTLY like how I wanted it to be. Well, enjoy! -munomana (moo-noh-mah-nah)