//------------------------------// // Prologue // Story: Hank Hill Goes to Equestria: Propane is magic! // by Desert Salad //------------------------------// Hank Hill Goes to Equestria: Propane is magic! By Nordic West and co-written by Krazz Prologue It was a hot summer day in Arlen Texas, even by most Texan standards. One man, who just got done arguing with his wife over his disappointment of a son, decided to grill some steaks to get his mind off the argument, and hopefully cheer his wife up with his cooking. After he got the steaks out of the fridge, he opened the door and set them down on a table next to his Char-King propane grill. “I sure do love that propane grill of mine”, he thought. After he turned on the grill and put on his apron, he opened the grill and his life was changed forever. Instead of the inside of the grill that he knew inside and out, it was a multicolored portal that quickly sucked him inside. He immediately began screaming profanities and blaming many things on his son Bobby. He also contemplated the possibilities that his friend, Dale, was responsible for this prank...well, at least he thought it was a prank. Once the portal had sucked him in it disappeared and the grill shut it self. The only things that could be heard when the grill quickly closed itself was ,“God damn it Bobby!” -------------------- Twilight Sparkle was jotting down many notes on, well, anything she could write on. She had been working on this spell for eight months now, and she was just now starting to get some progress. After her first failed attempt at casting the spell a couple of days ago, she had been up researching the spells past mages and wizards such as Star Swirl the Bearded hoping that it would give her some insight on what she was doing wrong. Eventually, she was able to get rid of a couple of kinks in her technique in casting the spell and she was confident enough to attempt the spell again. “Oh my Celestia! I did it! I casted the spell! Oh my gosh! I can’t believe it worked.....wait a second, where’s the portal? There’s supposed to be a portal, right?” Twilight ran around the library searching for a portal to no avail. Little did she know that the portal she was frantically looking for was in her bedroom. It was the last spot she would have checked. The man, whose name was Hank Hill, eventually came out of the portal-ish thing and landed onto Twilight’s bed with a soft thump. “What in the hell?”, Hank said as he looked around the room whilst rubbing his aching head. Going through portals causing headaches was something that Hank had never expected. He got off the bed and hit his head on the low ceiling, causing him to yell out “Damn it!” and he rubbed his head again. He was very surprised at the low ceiling, expecting it to be higher. “Is this some kind of home meant for midgets?”, he said before quickly releasing that a midget would get pissed at him for calling them midgets. But then he figured that they’re just tiny people and they couldn’t do a damn thing about it. Midgets tend to not fare too well against six foot Texans. Twilight Sparkle, whom was now looking in the basement, heard an unfamiliar voice with a strange, and foreign, accent and she realized that it was coming from her bedroom. Even though she contemplated not going into her bedroom, she figured “What the hey, I got to go there tonight anyway.” Hank Hill was still rubbing his aching head as was looking around Twilight’s unfamiliar room. By now, he was thinking that the portal he went through was some kind of dream and that Bobby just used some knockout gas to make him pass out and move him to this place....a house for midgets, that is. Hank heard someone walking up the stairs and he slowly walked over to the bedroom door making sure he didn’t hit his head on the damned ceiling....again. Twilight Sparkle was walking up the staircase with caution, not knowing what could’ve come out of the portal worried her. As she approached her bedroom, it opened suddenly. She screamed as she saw the strange creature in front of her, the creature also returned the scream. “What in the hell are you?? Bwhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!”, screamed Hank as he shoved his way past Twilight. He wasn’t expecting the staircase to be so close to the door. And he wasn’t expecting to fall down it. As he fell down, with audible thuds, he was screaming “God- ooof! Damn it- ooof! Bobby! Ugh!” Twilight turned around in shock as she saw the strange creature falling down the staircase before eventually hitting it’s head on the floor, knocking itself out cold. “....Spiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike!! Where are you?”, Twilight screamed as she ran down the staircase. When she got to the bottom and saw the passed out creature, she made sure to carefully walked around it. Spike walked out of the basement very slowly, he was trying to get some sleep but Twilight just had to wake him up with her screaming. He yawned and rubbed his eyes before seeing the passed out Hank and screamed. “Twilight, what the buck is that??”, he yelled as realised that he wasn’t tired anymore. Twilight paced back and forth, trying to collect her thoughts was pain since, well, she just saw a strange creature scream and ask what the hell she was. “I have no idea, Spike! I just casted a spell that I’ve been working on and he showed up in my bedroom!”, she spoke very quickly and was still pacing back and forth. “Uhh, maybe we should.....uhhhh....buck....Oh! Let’s take it to Fluttershy! She’ll know what to do!”, Spike said while realizing that dragging a passed out creature through Ponyville was a bad idea. “Spike, do you really think that dragging around a passed out.....ugghhh! What do I call it?....Doesn’t matter, what does matter is figuring out what to do!”, Twilight said with complete disregard of Spike’s suggestion. “Invite Fluttershy over and maybe she’ll know what to do?”, said Spike with an annoyed tone of voice. “Spike that’s a great idea! Go get Fluttershy and I’ll watch over....this....this...creature”, Twilight quickly said as she began to stare at the passed out Hank Hill at the bottom of her staircase.