After sticking Fluttershy in the glass with Pinkie, I experienced a cutetality from watching their heartfelt reunion. There was squeaking, hugging and crying in such quantities I nearly passed out. After regaining my composure I saw the two balls of fluff giving my puppy dog eyes. They whispered to me, “Please let us out oh handsome benevolent human, we are cute and small and are therefore no threat to your magnificence.”
And while I agreed with those pools of adorableness that stared into my soul, I could not in good conscious let them roam free in fear of them having to fend off my fearsome friend, Harvey. So in the cup you stay for now.
<Mister Alien, can you let us go find our friends now?>
Wait, I remember that pattern of squeaks. What did it mean again... Oh right she was thirsty. Damn, forgot all about it. Thanks a lot Fluttershy. No don’t look at me like that, you know you're too freaking adorable.
So off I went again to play host to two surprise guests.
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Well right off the bat I knew that there was going to be trouble. It was simply too cute how they hid themselves behind legs of furniture and inside plant arrangements. It may have worked too, if not for the fact that the Equestrian Royal Guard's coats are not the most camouflage friendly coloration. I think I even saw Celestia peeking out from the basement door!
But this brought up another realization. What is that, like 5 now? Anyway, if we have Pinkie, Fluttershy, Celestia and about 20 royal guards that could mean there are a LOT of ponies. Like an invasion of ponies...
...If this turns out to be a miniaturized version of the Conversion Bureau I'm going to laugh my ass off. And then probably sit on Celestia. Or maybe I could sell them as pets... Nah, probably be sued by Hasbro.
Either way I am walking into what is probably the most adorable ambush ever. Sorry Ewoks, you had a good run and will always have a special place in my heart. But you can't compete with 1 and a half inch tall ponies with little bits of string.
As I pass by the sofa, I hear a manly squeak from the basement door. Suddenly the cute critters all jump out and race towards me chirping what I assume would be vicious war cries. They quickly start tying my legs up with pieces of string I assume the got from my repair kit downstairs.
Anyways I notice something racing towards me. Something orange. With a miniature cowboy hat... Oh god. She wouldn't. Would she? As Applejack continues her 5 foot dash, I become acutely aware I don't have any foot protection. And if the show was even half accurate about her bucks...
"Screw that!" I mutter and start making my daring escape. With a heave I launch myself into the fastest series of jumps I have ever done. I look back and can't believe she's still closing the distance. With a final burst of speed I fling myself onto the couch and out of harms way. That is, until they get some pegasi on me...
I wonder what a miniature sonic rainboom will look like?