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// Chapter Two: To which I meet the family and frighten children. 
// Story: A Peek Into the Twisted Mind of "Me". 
// by MrPancakeMan 
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Chapter Two: To which I meet the family and frighten children.


I trudged into the home, wearing a stoic expression on my ravaged facial visage. "We'll here we are.. Home sweet home." blurted the orange one. She seemed proud, but of what? "Welcome to the Apple family farmstead. We here grow the finest apples in Equestria!" Oh god... this world was a huge mass of irony and hilarity. It would be perfect for my host, yet I did not know this yet. "What's your name and what are you. If you can even answer those questions..." Hissed the red one. He seemed a tad too confident in his place, and I had no Idea why this bothered me.

"My name is... is... I forget my name. One thing I haven't forgotten though is what I am. I am a Human. I live in the United States of America, a continent on the planet of Earth, the third planet from the Sun in the Milky Way galaxy. Is that all you wish to know or are you willing to attempt to coax more information out of me?" He seemed stunned at my sudden retort. as if he's never seen someone with balls enough to stare down a pissed off horse. After that, he hadn't said anything else. But I knew things were about to get awkward as the door know began to turn.

"Shoot! Hurry on up the stairs and into the second door on the left. It's Applebloom!" I did as the small orange Equine instructed and ran up the stairs at a speed that I thought impossible with these limbs. 'Must be hydraulics indeed' I thought to myself. And into the second bedroom I go. Inside it was empty, except for a few boxes of old items. 'Most likely a guest room turned into a storage room' I thought again. Curious, I pressed my ear up against the door to hear what was going on downstairs. "But Applejack, ah' know I heard somethin'!" This was a new voice, one much more youthful and fragile, fresh and breakable. I pushed all thought out of my head as I heard what I could only describe as "hoofsteps" coming down the hallway, directly to this room.

I slipped under the bed as quickly and quietly as possible, which isn't easy taking into account my metallic limbs. "Hello?" I heard the foal say. "Is anypony in here?" Great, more stupid words to add to my great mental dictionary of stupidity. "She" as I conceived it to be female, trotted out of the room, leaving the door wide open. Great, another route of escape shall I need it.

About an hour later, I had been messing with all of the different latches, locks, and switches on my arms and legs, discovering I have leg pistons, which could be useful, one of the Equines, specifically the orange one trotted in. "Sorry for hiding you earlier, it's just that, well I can't lie and I have to say that you are quite ugly. No offence." Ouch. I think I just lost all sense of feeling for this one. Then again, honesty is the best policy. "It is quite alright. I suspect you wish for me to meet the family?" I stated. Just because I'm fourteen doesn't mean I can't be regal. "Eeyup, I guess I do." She replied. This world is strange, as if everything is scripted.

About fifteen minutes later we slowly crept down the stairs, well, she did. My new legs didn't really allow for creeping. I looked into the kitchen to see the rest of her family sitting at the table, ready to eat. Except for the fact that I just ruined all of their appetites, and caused a small child to pass out. And another fifteen minutes down the drain.

I had earlier found a way to remove my jaw, which wasn't exactly helping with being scary, but at least is was less of so, more so in the aspects of funny and gross. There weren't any open wounds, merely metal bolt handles for where the blasted thing hung on. Without it, my tongue just lolled out of my mouth. I chose this approach this time. As the young one woke up, she of course took one look at me, even at a crouching position looming over her, and screamed... But then she really looked and laughed, and so did I the best I could. After a few moments I took the opportunity to re-attach my artificial jaw and speak. "Greetings, you must be Applebloom." I stated matter of factly. She seemed a tad scared for a second, but then confused.

"You sound just like one of my older classmates." She said. "Well, I might as well, I am only fourteen." This earned a collective gasp from all three of them. "But you're so tall, and gentlecoltly." Said the one I've learned to be "Applejack". "Can a young male not be cuth? Or is it just unexpected." I never got an answer to that question. Just a fresh homemade meal, a few laughs at me trying to use a new jaw, and a bed to sleep in that night. Though that night is the reason I now fear sleep.

I was cold again. I was without my limbs and jaw again, but the pain was even worse. This time there was no orb, just that constantly decaying face screaming for help. But how help never came. It slowly morphed itself over time into the skull of a "Pony" and re-fleshed itself. It the began to tear away and bleed from any wound or opening possible. When it was finally dead and quiet it suddenly blurted "You will die within 3000 years! Until then, enjoy the time you have! And free the true deity if you wish to live long enough to die!