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// Chapter 3 
// Story: Bubbles 
// by Multi Personas 
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	Bubbles
An Anthropomorphic MLP fan fiction
'Oh sweet Jesus my head...' was the only thing you could think of at the moment. You opened your eyes and slowly sat up, holding your head while you did. You can hear music come from your bottom left so you scoop up your headphones and place them around your neck, hitting the pause button that is on the cord. You take a deep breath and very slowly turn so you are on one knee, and slowly stand. You roll your shoulders and tilt your head to the left as far as it will go, you close your eyes as you do, you feel and hear the machine gun pops. You tilt your head to the right and your neck pops a few times. You push your head a little farther and you feel a big pop and you sigh in relief. You open your eyes and are greeted with instant pink.
“HI!” you hear the pink mass exclaim very loudly and you jump back in surprise, making you slip on a stick and fall on your butt.
“What the f-AHH!” you yell as you fall on something very hard. You lean to the right and pull a big rock out from under you. You give it a glare and toss it across the forest floor. You feel a present to your right so you look over at a pink... whatever you are... crouching down next to you. It spoke in the most...bubble gummy, the only thing you can think to call it, voice you have ever heard.
“Ca-a-n y-o-u u-n-d-e-r-s-t-a-n-d m-e-e-e-e-e?” it asked, extremely slow, drawing out the words and making weird hand gestures beckoning between you and it. By the voice, its... uh, anatomy, and it's cloths (a pink tutu like skirt and a yellow shirt under a pink tank top with pink slip-on shoes) you can tell it's female.
“Uh,” the only thing you can think of saying right now.
“Great, ya done broke him, Pinkie,” another voice said, womanly and southern. You look to your left from where the voice came from and you saw another female... whatever the heck you are, this one was wearing a red and white checkered flannel shirt, skinny jeans, cowboy boots and a worn stetson on her head. This one was orange with yellow hair and a yellow tail... wait... tail?! You looked back at the pink one, and sure enough she had a tail also. You in between your legs and you see a black tail with red tips, the same color as your hair, swishing back and forth slightly. You start to feel light headed again and you remember to breathe.
“Hmm, that's odd. I could have sworn there was intelligence when I scanned him,” yet another voice said, this one more academic sounding, again womanly. You look to your left and past the orange one. This one had what looked like a school uniform on, a dark purple shirt, bucked shoes with knee high white socks, and a purple vest over a white dress shirt. She was purple with purple hair, a pink highlight streaking though her hair, next to a horn... wait... a HORN?! This is just getting weirder and weirder. You spot three more of them behind her. One was white with purple, curled hair, she also had a horn poking out of her hair, wearing a white dress. One was cream colored with long pink hair (in which she was trying to hide behind) who wore an overly big yellow sweater and a light pink skirt. The last one reminded you of Skittles, because she had short rainbow colored hair, she was a light blue and wore a blue track jacket and blue shorts, along with white sneakers. She also had light blue wings, which she was using to hover.
“Great, the first alien we get and it's stupid,” Skittles, as you have dubbed her, retorted, rolling her eyes.
“I prefer the term 'being street smart',” you say with a slight groan as you stand again. “Though I have been known to get into some pretty elaborate debates,” though most of them were about video games.
“Oh! So you do have intelligence!” the purple school student exclaimed.
“Yeah, I have a question though,” you say.
“Yes?”
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU!?” you yell and start to hyperventilate. They all freeze at your outburst, to be honest you had no intention to yell. The school student looked at the others before looking back at you.
“Well I’m a pony, just like you,” she said with a tine of uncertainty. You raise an eyebrow.
“Do I looked like a freaking pony?” you ask.
“Um, yes?” she asked in an apologetic voice. “Though you probably didn't look like this before, right?”
“Um, no I did not, where am I and how did I get here?” you ask frantically.
“Well you are in Equestria, more specifically, the Everfree Forest. As to your question of how you got here, I have no idea,” she said with an apologetic smile.
“Ah, well... what now?” you ask.
“Um, I suppose we can bring you back to Ponyville and contact the Princess,” she suggested.
“Alright,” was the only ting you say.
“I'm Twilight Sparkle, by the way,” she introduced herself.
“My name's Applejack,” the country girl, or you suppose it would be mare, introduced herself, shaking your hand.
“HI! I'm Pinkie Pie!” the Pink mare exclaimed jumping up and down in front of you.
“My name is Rarity,” the white mare said with a tilt of her head, she sounded like she came from high class.
“The name's Rainbow Dash!” the rainbow haired mare said as she landed. You were going to stick with Skittles.
“I'm Fluttershy,” the yellow mare said going quiet at the end, you almost didn't hear her. 'How appropriate of a name' you can't help but think. You introduce yourself.
“That's a weird name,” Skittles remarked. 'Yeah I got the weird name'
“How about we get going, ah don't want to be in this forest any longer than I need tah be,” Applejack said, looking around her nervously.
“Yeah, lets go,” you say.