After a lot of coaxing, prodding, and pleading, I finally convinced Twilight to let me outside.
"Well, let's see what this town has in store for me." I said as I walked out into the beautiful light of day.
"We'll see if the apple stand is open, I need some more Red Delicious for Spike, can you find your way back to the library if need be?" Twilight asked.
"Yes, I can. It's not hard to miss, as it's a rather large tree standing at least a foot taller than the other buildings." I said, a hint of exasperation coloring my tone. This was at least the 17th time we had gone over this, it was getting a bit annoying, truth be told, but I wasn't about to tell Twilight that.
"Good, well, have fun and don't wait up for me, the door is unlocked."
"Thanks, I will definitely have fun looking around." I replied, and with that said, I walked off in the direction of a lake I saw in the distance. As I walked, I ruminated on what had happened before I had found myself here.
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A day earlier
"What did we go over yesterday?" I asked quite possibly the worst class of students I had ever seen. Only when the tension in the room was so thick you could not get through it with a razor sharp machete, a girl in the back raised her hand.
"It was perception and its effects on the mind, wasn't it?" She inquired timidly. It was obvious she had never raised her hand before. My stern glare began to soften at the display.
"Yes, it was, thank you Miss..." I trailed off, drawing a blank on her name.
"Wheeler, Joan Wheeler." Joan supplied helpfully.
"Ah, you are not, perchance, related to Lindsay Wheeler, are you?" I asked tentatively, expecting a no.
"Yes, I am, why?" Joan replied, equally tentative.
"She was my friend back in grammar school, how is she?"
"Much better than before." At my questioning stare, she elaborated. "A couple of weeks ago, she got over a bout of Pneumonia."
"That sounds terrible, give her my regards and well wishes."
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I was pulled out of my inner musings by a bouncing, pony shaped pink thing next to me.
"Howareyou,i'mdoingfinebutyouwereallmopeyandsadsoIdecidedtowalknexttoyouandtrytotalktoyou,becausemopersarereallyreallydepressedandneedtobecheeredup,soareyoucheeredup?huh,huh,huh?" Asked the eternal sugar high the others called Pinkie Pie.
I forced a cheery smile on my face and said "Yep, never better."
"Good, so how do you like Ponyville?" Pinkie asked.
"It's nice, quaint, even." I replied, happy that she could be coherent at times.
"Have you been to the spa?" Pinkie questioned, "Or the bookstore? Or the market? Or the cafes?"
"No." I said, feeling slightly unnerved.
"So you haven't been around town, yet you call it nice? What logic is that?" She inquired, getting irritated.
"You can't exactly call a place filled with sentient, technicolor talking ponies a 5 star resort." I answered, getting irritated as well.
"But you are looking for the oddest things, the most out of place things. When you stop looking for those things, those dangerous things, you will find we are just the same as you, why..."
At this point I need to stop for a second to tell you that she started singing, not odd, but there was music. God as my witness, there was music from nowhere.
"Life in Equestria shimmers, life in Equestria shiiines, and I know for absolute certain, that everything is certainly fineeeee! There are guppies playing in the water, there are birds singing in the trees, this universe is so gentle and still, can you ever let go? I am sure that you will. Life in Equestria shimmers! Life in Equestria shiiines! And I know for absolute certain, that everything is certainly fineeeee!" she sang, then, as soon as it came, the music was gone.
"Wha-how-you-it-whaat?!" I wondered, bewildered and slightly confused.
"I was just telling you to see what this town has to offer before you make a decision" the pink paradox in front of me said. She then bounced off, muttering something about what a couple of physicians had to do with who she was, leaving me utterly befuddled. I made a mental note to ask Twilight about spontaneous bouts of song as I headed back to the library.