Twilight was trotting in front of Drake as they travelled to the train station to arrive at the princess’s castle.
They passed a few shops after they had left Twilight’s house; Drake noticed that the shops in ponyville were very different than the ones in England. These ones were built s if they wouldn’t sell a different item in their life; there was a joke shop with joke props around it, a cake shop that looked like it was made of gingerbread and others that were just as silly looking.
Drake jogged up to Twilight’s side and walked with her till the train station came into view, there were no trains in sight, and few ponies were on the platform. A white pony with a deep purple mane and tail was hopping on the spot and had a large collection of clothes and capes that looked like they had been bombarded with jewels.
“Oh, where is the train? AH! I’m going to be late if it doesn’t hurry up.” She grunted as the clothes floated in mid-air by something that Drake couldn’t understand how it was happening.
“Rarity!” Twilight called out and raised her right hoof in the air, the pony turned around and her blue eyes instantly fell upon Twilight and she trotted over to the white pony who didn’t look like she could move through the clothes hanging in mid-air around her.
“I’ll…just wait over here.” Drake called over to her, ignoring the fact that he was the only human in that world and just shouted out for the entire station to hear…so only about him, Twilight, Rarity and some old pony with a dark brown leather hat dosing off on a wooden bench.
Drake couldn’t hear what they were whispering about, but he was pretty sure it wasn't about the clothes that hung in mid-air.
“…a friend...” Twilight finished her sentence and they both trotted over to where drake was standing. “Drake, this is one of my very good friends, Rarity, she works in fashion.”
Drake had no idea how to go about greeting Rarity, if he was in another world with ponies that spoke, did they have different greetings? If he petted her would she be hurt?
“Er…hello…my name is Drake.” He bent down to her eye level as she was about the same size as a large dog.
“Oh darling I just adore your clothes, they are so…original.” She said out of the side of her mouth.
It felt very awkward between them as they waited for the train to Canterlot.
“So Rarity, how come you’re going to Canterlot as well?” Twilight stood next to her and gazed at her clothes.
“Well, I’m going to show my new line of designer clothes to a high market dealer and hopefully he will like them and set up a shop in Canterlot. Can you imagine how amazing that would be?” she squealed at the mention of ‘Canterlot’.
“I’m sure he is going to love them.” She replied.
After a few minutes of flying clothes and Drake kicking a small stone around and finally Rarity kicking it away, a train pulled into the station, it was glistening white with golden figures of ponies attached to it. It was puling four long carriages that had a few ponies in them, some had horns and the rest had none; Drake could see there would be no point if ponies that had wings would take the train.
As they steppe aboard the train, having a carriage to themselves wasn't hard, there were so few ponies aboard it that they could sit alone and not be disturbed. The seats were very wide and hard as Drake sat down on it.
Twilight sat next to him and Rarity hung her clothes on a rail that ran the length of the carriage.
“How long does this train take to reach the princess?” Drake sat on his hands as the seats were so uncomfortable.
“About half an hour.” Twilight replied as Rarity sat next to her, she wouldn’t take her eyes off Drake; but it wasn't a lusty look, it was more of a what the hay are you kind of look. “May I ask you some more questions Drake?”
“Go ahead.” He nodded to her. It freaked Drake out when she pulled a quill and paper from nowhere with a slight poof.
“Ok, what where you doing before you came here?” she began scribbling down on the parchment.
“I was underneath a tree, I don’t know if I blacked out and taken here by someone, or something else happened, it’s all a big blur really.” Drake rocked forwards and then backwards as the train departed the station. “I’ve got a question.”
“Ok.” Twilight replied as she marked on her parchment.
Drake rested his head against the window and felt the vibrations running through it; it felt no different than Earth trains did.
“What happens if the Princess can’t send me back?” he stared out of the carriage, until he suddenly fell backwards as the train ran up a slope.
Twilight stared at the floor and Rarity was looking at Drakes red shoes.
“Er…well I’m sure she can…”
“But he has a point Twilight, what if she can’t. I mean, I’m not thinking less of her magic, but, if she can’t send Drake back, what happens then?” Drake smiled at her.
“At least someone sees my thoughts.” He said to her, brushing his black hair off the glass and gripped onto his seat as the train went round a bend that climbed a large grey mountain.
“Well, if she can’t…” she began.
“Then I should get used to eating hay?” he finished.
She nodded slowly.
“But I’ll trust your princess until she says no.” Drake shut his eyes as he caught a glimpse of how high they were.
After a few seconds of climbing later, the train tracks evened out and Drake opened his eyes again. Rarity was collecting her clothes and Twilight was standing the carriages door, she didn’t need to tell Drake to get up; he was on his feet instantly and by her side.
“I’m going to guess she lives in a castle; being a princess and all.” Drake said as he stooped down to duck underneath the doorway; it was built for ponies after all.
“That one to be exact.” Twilight pointed a hoof at a large tower with a golden roof and white walls.
“Wow, that’s big.” He stated the obvious; he couldn’t imagine the queen of England living in something like that.
As they were walking, Rarity left them to go to show the fashion pony her clothes, they said goodbye and Rarity said she hoped she would be good friends with Drake and he wished the same to her.
A long golden road wound up to the castle and it gleamed with a beautiful glow as Twilight and Drake walked along it. There was a large purple door that was shielded by a huge steel gate, five white horses with golden armour on were guarding the front door; they didn’t move at all, just like the ones at home Drake thought.
“Halt! What creature wishes to enter?” one of the guards beckoned.
“Er…” Drake stuttered, his mind went blank and his vision darkened, his palmed sweated and he couldn’t get any words out; well, they were sounds, but not words.
“I’ve got it Drake.” Twilight nudged him and he snapped back to focus. “This is Drake, he came from another world and we wish to speak with princess Celestia for help.” The guards looked at each other then stood aside and the gate raised itself, the door opened to a large red carpet in a large hall. A large golden star was in the middle of the hall with two doors leading off on both sides of left and right, a large white staircase with the red carpet leading up it stood before them with stained glass windows behind it of the sun and the moon.
“Are you sure it’s wise to turn up at a castle to meet the princess without telling her?” Drake was terrified.
“I’m her prize student, and you’re in need of assistance, I’m sure she won’t mind.” This didn’t help Drake’s fright.
They climbed the staircase and turned left, Drake stuck very close to Twilight as he walked. He saw the expensive paintings and tapestry’s. He had never seen the inside of royal buildings before. They came to a door with a large sun on it with a dazzling white background.
“This is where you’ll find the princess, and don’t worry, I’ll stay with you.” She winked at him and smiled, Drake smiled back, nodded and knocked on the door.
“Come in.” came a light and graceful voice from inside, Drake pushed open the door and took in a deep breath.