"Hello," said the suit clad man. "My name is Barack Obama. What political party are you?"
Twilight scrunched her face up. "Uh… Celestia's?"
Obama put his hand to his chin and thought. The wind ruffled his hair. Or lack of it. "Celestia's… I don't believe I've ever heard of that party," he said.
"Of course not," Twilight said. "You're in a different world."
"Different world?"
Twilight sighed wearily. "Get the slide show," she said, turning to Rarity.
"Me? Why me?" Rarity whined.
"Because last time I let Rainbow Dash do it she got drool on everything," Twilight said.
"Hey!" Rainbow Dash said. "You know how hard it is to do that without magic!"
"You know, is there any reason you can't do it!?" Rarity said, glaring at Twilight. "You can make buildings explode with your head! Setting up a projector should be easy!"
"Well, it was my turn last week, that's why! So now it's your turn!" Twilight yelled.
Applejack tried to butt in. "You know, I could set u…"
"NO!" Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Twilight yelled. They were about to continue arguing when Obama reached over and covered all three of their mouths. The way they were arranged, it required an artful combination of his hands, foot, and face.
"Now, now. Don't fight," he said. "This is how international incidents are started."
Twilight quickly backed away from his hand and spat on the ground. "Who did you say you were again?" she said.
Obama dramatically stood up and adjusted his tie. "Barack Obama. Former Harvard review president," he said.
"WHAT!?" Twilight screamed, much to the other's shock.
"What's so crazy about that?" Applejack said. "That's just another one of those dumb tabloids, isn't it?"
"I don't know, but what's important is what he did after that," Twilight said, shaking on her hooves. "If the other humans are to be believed, this man is the leader of one of the most largest and influential countries in the human world, the United States."
"Wh—!?" Everyone else started to say, before Pinkie Pie leaned closer to Twilight and asked, "That's sort of like Celestia, right?"
Twilight nodded.
"What!?" everyone else said.
"Who's raising the sun there!?" Applejack said.
"Who's running fashion!?" Rarity said.
"Wait a second!" Twilight yelled. "Their world doesn't work like ours! Stuff like that just works on its own. And besides, it's not like the United States just runs the world over there."
"I would beg to differ on the last one…" Obama said.
"Anyways, let's get the slideshow set up so we can acquaint him with his situation," Twilight said, and walked off.
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The projection room was dark, shady, and suspiciously damp, like the dark recesses of 4chan. In the end, the ponies drew straws to decide who would set up the projector. Unfortunately, they were made of grass, and Pinkie Pie ate them, so they all ended up working together to set up the projector. This went predictably well.
"Can't we just get a stallion to do this for us?" Rarity whined, Rainbow Dash's foot in her mouth.
"No! You would just end up running off with him, and then we would end up doing all this ourselves!" Twilight yelled back, holding Rainbow Dash in one hoof and a film reel in the other.
"I told you guys I could do this myself, but did you believe me? No!" Applejack said, balancing on top of Rainbow Dash's head, tangled up in some wires.
"How did we even get like this, anyways?" Rainbow Dash said, Twilight's other foot in her mouth.
"I'm cotton candy!" Pinkie Pie said from inside the film reel.
Fluttershy beat them all up and set up the projector herself.
"Thanks, Fluttershy," Twilight said. She turned on the projector. After a really horrible lurch, and some unearthly dark magic writhed up to it from the ground, it started violently shaking and making a creepy groaning sound while projecting the first slide.
Twilight started. "This is a map of Equestria, the country you are currently in. It is inhabited by magical talking ponies." She waited for the inevitable laughter, but instead Obama calmly studied the map. "For some reason, it corresponds exactly with a TV show in your world called 'My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic.' Have you ever seen this show?"
Obama shook his head.
Finally, Twilight thought to herself. She resumed the presentation. "Then I will need to explain this world in some more detail." Next slide. It showed a pegasus, unicorn, and earth pony together with uncharacteristic happiness. "There are three types of ponies here. Unicorns, like me, who can use magic," she said as she set Applejack's hat on fire, "…pegasuses… pegasi… whatever the plural of pegasus is, who can fly," she said as Rainbow Dash did a loop and crashed into a wall, "… earth ponies, who can do… what are they good for again? Oh yeah, physical labor," she said as Applejack gave her the hoof, "…and Pinkie Pie. We're not quite sure what the deal with her is." Pinkie Pie briefly assimilated with the wall. "Any questions?"
Obama raised his hand. "What was Pinkie Pie again?"
"We have many theories, none of them conclusive," Twilight said. "And make sure to remember all three types, because if you walk up to a unicorn and call them an earth pony, you'll get, like, pony shanked."
Fluttershy sharpened a piece of glass threateningly.
Twilight changed slides again. "We are ruled by two alicorns, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. An alicorn is a unicorn with wings. They are immortal and extremely powerful. They are what makes night and day happen here."
"Why didn't you mention alicorns earlier, when you were talking about the pony types?" Obama asked, poring over the slide.
"Good question," Twilight said. Not many of the humans were this curious. "It's because they're extremely uncommon, and becoming one is almost impossible. Trust me, you won't run into many alicorns, but when you do, you'll know what to do."
"And that is?"
"Submit blindly."
Obama cleared his throat. "These princesses," he said, "are they elected, or did they just impose their rule on you?"
The room was silent.
"Look, you…!" Rainbow Dash said, putting her hooves up like fists.
"It's not exactly imposing when they raise the sun for us!" Twilight yelled, then turned away and regained her composure. "Sorry, it's just… we look up to them a lot. They're the whole reason we live. Especially me, I owe everything to…" Twilight turned away again.
Obama wondered.
"She's helped your people a lot, too," Applejack said. "She's made a town for all of you to live in until we figure out how to get you all back."
Obama looked at Applejack. "You mean—?"
"That's right," Twilight said. This was the hard part. "You're stuck here. We don't know why you're all popping up here or how to get you back home. According to the other humans, people have just started disappearing for no reason. There doesn't appear to be anything in common with those that end up here. All we've been able to do is identify the magic signal that's produced when you arrive, so you don't die of exposure. But your hopes… your dreams…" She looked down. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
"No, it's not your fault," Obama said. "I don't blame you. You've done everything you can."
"Anyways," Applejack said, "we'll leave you alone for a while. Think about your future here. You have a choice. You can try to live here in Ponyville, with us, or in that town Twilight mentioned where the other humans are."
"Live in Ponyville!" Pinkie Pie yelled, ruining the dramatic moment. "I've been to that human town, and it's suuuuper depressing!"
"Yeah!" Spike said, so he didn't feel left out.
"Let's go, Pinkie Pie," Twilight said. They all left the room. Obama sat down on the floor, contemplating the situation.
If there was no way back, he would just have to make the most of his time here. The princesses seemed to have quite the tight control over their subjects. Kim Jong-Il would be proud. The ponies here could hardly think a bad thought about the rulers.
That's when he decided.
Obama dramatically stood up and swore. He swore to free the inhabitants of Equestria from their oppressive rulers.
Also, the ceiling was seriously short, and he hit his head.