//------------------------------// // Spike // Story: Where Humans Don't Belong // by WritingFromEquestria //------------------------------// “What do you mean I can’t get home?!” I shouted, taking Twilight aback. “Well, considering we don’t know how you got here, we can’t just send you back. “ She replied, casting a glare at me. “And even if we did figure out, it would probably be very difficult to send you back, considering you’re from a different world, or even from a different dimension.” “So I’m stuck here?” I whined, starting to get homesick. “Until further notice, that would be a yes.” Twilight admitted. “You will be staying with me. I will be doing some research on a few things about you. Your diet, your personality, your anatomy…” “Wh-whoa, wait. Anatomy?” I stuttered, feeling a bit embarrassed. “Yes, things like your skeletal and muscular system, and then your organs.” She answered, not realizing how horrifying this sounded to me. “So you’re going to cut me open?!” I screamed, my face scrunching into a look of terror. “What?! Of course not!” She countered, beginning to understand my interpretation of this conversation. “I have a spell that will let me see through your skin.” “But… you’re not going to study anything that makes me uncomfortable, right?” I asked, starting to relax from her answer. “Of course not. Just tell me what you’re okay with and I’ll only study that.” She responded. --------------------- The bright sun shone through the window of my room that Twilight had kindly set up for me, the dazzling light shining onto the skin of my closed eyes. My eyes began to open, my hand rising up to cover my sensitive eyes. I sat up in my bed, hair covering most of my face. After a moment, I get up, and walk to the bedroom door to open it. After doing so, I walk into the hallway and I reach the stairs. I walk down, entering the main room, the library. “Twilight! What’s for breakfast?” I called, walking through the library to reach the kitchen, where I heard a few pots and pans clanking together. It had been pretty late when we left Fluttershy’s cottage, leaving us little time to talk. Twilight mentioned she had an assistant, but she didn’t tell me a lot, considering it was so late. I walked through the kitchen door, expecting a purple unicorn preparing breakfast, but instead, there stands a tiny, green and purple lizard-like creature. My eyes stay on the creature for a few seconds before I finally manage to catapult myself out of the room, screaming loud enough to be heard from the street. “Could this be her assistant? No, everyone here is a pony! That’s some sort of lizard!” I think, running up the stairs to lock myself in my room. Slowly after I reach my room, I hear light footsteps coming up the stairs, eventually reaching the bedroom door. “Uh, hey, are you okay? Twilight told me about you this morning, but she must’ve not said much about me.” The lizard creature said through the door cautiously, making sure not to frighten me anymore than he already has. I only answer with a whimper, being too shocked to speak. “Well, breakfast is on the table.” He added, seeming a bit dejected. “Come down when you’re feeling better.” I sit in the room for a few minutes, finally beginning to calm down. As boredom starts to set in, I slowly walk to the door, opening it slightly before looking out into the hallway. “He sounded pretty nice; perhaps I shouldn’t have reacted so absurdly.” I decide, opening the door the rest of the way and making my way down the stairs. Feeling a bit more confident, I walk towards the kitchen. Opening the door a crack, I peer into the kitchen to see the purple and green lizard sitting at the table, eating his breakfast. He notices the movement from the door as I begin to open it the rest of the way slowly, his eyes moving toward the source of the movement. “Um… hi…” I say softly, feeling a bit foolish from my actions before. “I’m sorry for the way I acted a little while ago.” I apologize, hoping I didn’t scare him too bad when I screamed. His face brightens up a bit, and he begins to look friendlier. “It’s alright; I’m guessing you’ve never seen a dragon before.” A dragon. So that’s what he is. I thought they were only fairytales? But then again, here I am stuck in a magical land filled with colorful talking ponies. I sit down at the table, picking up a fork laid on the table next to my plate. I pick up a piece of scrambled egg with my fork, ignoring the pile of hay also set on the plate. I really need to talk to twilight soon about my diet. I put the piece of egg in my mouth, hoping it tastes the same it does on Earth. Thankfully it tastes pretty similar, maybe even better. I finish my eggs and glare at the hay, wondering if I should at least try it to be courteous. “Is this hay?” I ask, assuming the answer will be yes. “Yeah.” He answers. “Do Hoo-muns eat that?” “It’s pronounced Hyu-min.” I correct him, feeling a bit amused. “And no, we don’t usually eat hay. Unless we want a horrific stomach ache.” “Well what do you eat then?” He asks, getting out a quill and scroll to make a list. “I usually eat fruits, some vegetables, and, well, you might not like this, but I also eat meat.” I answer as I watch his face turn from interest into confusion, then to understanding. “As long as you don’t eat me, I’m okay with it.” He jokes.