Through the wormhole

by timothy2400


just a talk and some info

after having told them a part of my story, that being my childhood not really getting to the portal part yet, the train departured from las pegasus and we were now on our way to fillydelphia.
this was such an obvious reference i didn’t even have to think about where it would correspond to.
i looked at the group and then over at dusty, who was the one who had yelled at the top of his lungs, “NEXT STOP FILLYDELPHIA”.
I began to laugh.
the ponies looked really confused now, even the two wonderbolts had changed their expression from fear to confusion. now that my laughter was dying down i got the full attention of every pony in the locomotive without even asking for it, i sat back up because i literally ROFL’d, well at least fell from a sitting position to a lying position and i looked back at the confused ponies.
“what the hay is so funny about fillydelphia?” Apple jack asked with a lot of his confusion audible in his voice.
i began to look at dusk as i figured that he was the wisest when it comes to geography and bookworm stuff and i asked “you know anything about my world other than what i have told you?”
he shook his head to confirm my theory.
nopony knew about earth, or my entire universe for that matter “well then it turns out my math was wrong” i said looking to dusk with a toothy smile.
he actually gulped and asked what i meant by that, “well …” i started “i made myself get here, i made a portal, i didn’t think it had worked until some of my equipment accidentally fell into it since there was no visual abnormality, i then got my arm stuck in the portal and had to go through because i had accidentally made a one-way portal, where i come from there is not one ruler there are multiple, one in each country, and one in each city, see i come from a country called Denmark where we have a queen for a ruler but now that we have an elected representation for the government so the queen doesn’t have any jurisdiction.
So the point I’m getting at, is that your cities’ names actually sounds a lot like some of the cities back on earth such as manehattan almost sounds like manhattan, los pegasus sounds like las vegas or los Angeles and then this fillydelphia well it’s the same philadelphia it depends as of how you spell it”
They all looked more understanding now that they had been enlightened, and Apple Jack even laughed.
Then the whole conversation turned and we went to talk about technology, dusk looked at me suggestively almost implying that the others didn’t know what I meant by technology, I understood what he meant and I pulled out my smartphone I had had in my pocket and began to show them some document writing programs, music, and stuff alike.
I didn’t want to show them any pictures just yet, that would have to wait until I was emotionally prepared to go through the pictures of my friends and girlfriend, to hell with the rest of my family except my grandparents on my mother’s side, who I had a lot of respect for and cared for.
Sadly my grandfather was diagnosed with cancer in the bones and this winter we had gotten the message that he had leukemia (cancer that spreads), it was now infecting the rest of his body, and the doctors couldn’t do a single thing to prevent that or even slow down the virus.
Well we had basically gotten the message that he only had months left, even the thought still brings tears to my eyes.

The train had jolted around the time where Apple Jack asked why I laughed, dusk was just sitting there looking like he was in awe over something, I followed his eyes and they went straight to my hands and the device I held in my hands, or more specifically at my hands.
He was just observing how will I manipulated the device in my hands to make it do as I want, this was when I realized that all the ponies except dusty who was busy steering the train, was doing the same.
It began to feel a little uncomfortable and there was a strange silence setting over us.
I locked my phone and put it in my pocket along with my hand, and the other hand slid into its respective pocket as well, I looked uneasily at dusk trying to break his gaze and make him do anything other than stare at where my hands were just two seconds ago.
They all shook their heads at once, all in unison making the whole situation that much weirder.
They all looked as if they had been under a spell of some sort, and me putting my hands away had broken it.
Spitfire blushed, who knew what was going on in her head.
The stallions then looked to my face and saw my expression; an uneasy smile with a very nervous undertone.
Dusk then spoke up “sorry for staring like that, it’s just … your talons, or whatever you call it just looks so much different than any other creature un Equestria” I wanted to answer the underlying question with sarcasm but I remembered that It wouldn’t do me good because the really didn’t know what they were called.
“They are called hands” I answered sounding a bit exited.
Frankly, I was, I was excited to learn them about my species and my species’ culture and all that goodness, I mean wouldn’t you be just a little exited if you were teleported to another planet, maybe another dimension and met SEVERAL sapient species, that were interested in you, your culture, and everything about man kind ?