Looking Through the Pokeball

by Magical Trevor


Chapter the Seventeenth

Dear Diary Journal,

For whatever reason, Princess Twilight Sparkle, a purple ‘alicorn’ (apparently, they’re called alicorns, not unisus or pegacorn) wants us to keep a daily record of what happens from day to day in our own words. I guess that makes sense from a psychological point of view. If anything else, at least I won’t forget how to write. The princesses (despite having three princesses, they have no king or queen, yet the kingdom seems to run fairly smoothly. Well, who am I to judge, when my own country’s governmental system is so messed up?) said that they would try to figure out a spell to take us back home, but it would take awhile. One thing that reassured me, though was that there was a time difference between the worlds, partially because of magic, and partially because of gravity wells. (Since science has proven that gravity actually affects time.) I wasn’t exactly paying attention, since someone had to occupy the Cutie Mark Crusaders, which is what Sweetie Belle and her friends call themselves, to keep the castle intact.

I’m just glad that Moonstone, or ‘Moony’ as Kaye calls him, is more in charge of Kaye than I am, because her plus the CMC would have been...

Anyways, nearly ruined a mare’s life by showing up at the wrong time. Apparently mental illnesses are fairly rare in Equestria, so the princesses are actually in charge of officially discharging ponies from the hospital, since, if they weren’t joking, alicorns are apparently immortal. I don’t know to what extent, but that’s what they claim.

So Whispering Wind, who had been nicknamed Screwloose, was waiting in a side-room to be interviewed by one of the princesses to be discharged, when the CMC dragged me along into the room playing one of their games.

Poor mare thought she was going insane again, or was sick, because, and I still can’t believe it... She can understand Pokemon!

I don’t know everything, but I guess ever since she was a filly, she could see and hear some ghosts, apparently, and that had been why she had been put away, but once Luna had calmed her down, and the two of us started to ask some questions, Luna sent for Twilight. Once the mare was reassured that she wasn’t crazy, Twilight wrote down everything, recording what I said, having the mare repeat my questions word for word, before she could answer them.

It was then that I found just how... idealyc Equestria is. Wind, as she said she prefered to be called, was not just reimbursed for the time she spent in the hospital, taking medicine that she didn’t need to take, thus making her act oddly, but also practically made her a noble on the spot for helping in large strides in pony science, or something. In America, you’d be lucky if you got an apology, and less than minimum wage for the time you spent in jail for something you didn’t do.

So yeah, she came back with everyone to Ponyville, so that Twilight could attempt to figure out a translation spell, using Wind as a control. Princess Luna also decided to join everyone in Ponyville, saying that she needed to protect the town in case the crazy Pokemon from before tried to come back, but I know the real reason. Kaye is most attached to Luna. She might like me, as well as Moony, but Luna seems to be her mother figure. I don’t know what happened to Kaye in our world, but I have my suspicions.

Anyway... Ponyville. A pretty small town, surprisingly. We got a tour of the... Oh, right, we. There’s not many of us, but I can already tell that this town is going to become chaotic with us here, if it wasn’t already. There’s Cerulean, a Totodile. Meis, ironically enough, is afraid of heights, and is a Taillow. Name rings a bell, but I can’t remember from where or what. Moonstone used to be a pony, if he’s to be believed, and got turned into an Umbreon. The insane Glaceon, who still loathes the sight of me, said her name was Crystal. I... suppose I could think of some worse names.

Like Fluffy?

Brian... Shut it. Writing a journal, and I don’t need ponies thinking I’m crazy for talking to you in said journal.

So anyway... She insulted me, I ignored her, and life went on. Laughed my butt off when Kaye ninja-glomped her out of nowhere, though. That was freaking priceless!

So, Cerulean had been ‘adopted’ by Pinkie Pie, since she already had a pet alligator, apparently, so that meant she had the most experience if something went wrong, or Cerulean got sick or something. Rainbow Dash, a blue pegasus with hair to match her name, was originally going to take Meis under her wing, but when he refused to fly, Fluttershy took him instead, saying she had a lot of land-bound avions already, so Meis would fit right in. Kaye and Moonstone, it seems, at least for now, are both under the protection of Princess Luna.

Crystal is staying with some stallion who calls himself Prince Blueblood. Seems like a pompous ass. Makes him a good fit for her.

I get to stay with Sweetie Belle and Rarity, though I’m sleeping in Sweetie Belle’s room. Rarity was indecisive about allowing me to sleep on Sweetie’s bed, as apposed to getting my own basket, or... whatever, but Sweetie was able to pout her way into making/letting me be her personal teddy bear. I would be apprehensious, if she hadn’t already slept with me, and proved that she isn’t the cuddle/choke someone to death in their sleep' kind of kid, so worst case scenario, I get used as a blanket, and get drooled on.

Not worried about drool because Rarity has a freakin huge bathroom... I’m going to love it here, I’m sure.

Oh, right, I almost forgot... Not sure how to deal with Opal, Rarity’s cat. Aside from some feral cats, I’ve never had a cat not like me, so her reaction to me... well, it hurt. In more ways than one.

Overall, crazy day, but I can tell the upcoming ones are going to be even more crazy. Should be a lot of fun!

Signed,

Simply Fluffy






Dear Stupid Personal Record of My Thoughts,

Life sucks. Life will never not suck. Life will never not suck except in the possibility of life sucking so badly, it sucks itself, creating a full circle of sucking, in which I am in the middle of, and shall never escape.

Come on, I get turned into a gay Glaceon?! Ugh! Even freaking Vaporeon would have been better than that! Worst part is that a jerk of a jock got Flareon, and then insulted it! Once I’ve had a chance to train, I am kick-dropping that jerk’s ass so hard!

Still, at least I was able to ditch that stupid couple. Mare was a mess, and I know I would have killed her inside of a week if I had stayed. I should be able to focus on whipping Blueblood into shape, though not being able to talk will certainly make it a challenge. Still, if it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing right, so God help me, I will turn that mustang into a stallion!

So, long story short, after breakfast, and getting cleaned up, Twilight Sparkle... Just wow... What an unfortunate name... On the plus side, if I spend enough time here, I just might not think of that God-awful story when I hear the word Twilight...

So anyway, Twilight is a Princess, and from what I understand, only became a princess recently, where she earned wings for services rendered or something. Of course, it would be she that Blueblood has a crush on. Blueblood seems to be smart and stupid at the same time. He’s smart enough to know that she’s too good for him, but he’s stupid for not even trying to better himself, or trying to win her affection anyways! I stalked her for a few hours, and it’s fairly safe to say that she’d at least give him a chance, but after watching her interact with some of her subjects, she’s either the best actress in the world, or completely clueless when it comes to the opposite sex.

Still, not all hope is lost. They’re childhood friends, and since it doesn’t look like he’s been friend-zoned, he’s got a pretty decent chance.

But enough about the romance already! Time to talk training!

I’ve got a good exercise regimen set in place for tomorrow to find the limits of my strength and endurance in this body. I’ll figure out what need improving the most after I find out what it is I can do. I get the feeling my endurance and speed for running should still be good, but since this is a new body, it stands to reason that I should still be able to push myself further.

I’ll write what I think about the others later. Don’t know enough to form an opinion, aside from the pink Eevee that calls herself ‘Kaye’. She’s a child that acts like a child, and shall thus be treated like a child until then. If anything else, at least she shall be useful for testing my vigilance.

Until tomorrow,

Crystal