//------------------------------// // A Pony Named Heartstrings // Story: My Little Gravity Foals // by SummerCandyPegasus //------------------------------// I woke up on a gravel road, my entire body aching. Mostly my head, though, and I couldn't see straight. As my vision came into focus, however, what I saw was slightly terrifying. A light pink equine form was laying on the other side of the road, brown mane drenched, like Mabel's. I could only guess that it was her. After all, I'd been warned many times that things in Gravity Falls were not what they seemed. Same sweater, same curly, messy brown hair, same dazed brown eyes. "Mabel?" I asked. "Yeah?" she responded. "This is all your fault, you know. If you hadn't touched that portal..." my voice drifted off into oblivion. What would Soos and Grunkle Stan think? How long were we out for? I didn't know where we were, or why, but I needed to find out. "Do you know where we are? It looks like that one stupid kids' show you like." I stated bluntly. "It looks like Equestria. Did you know you're a unicorn?" she said, getting to her hooves. "I- What?" I shouted, reaching a hoof up to my forehead. Sure enough, my hoof met a vaguely sharp, swirled unicorn horn. I was relieved to see that I still had my vest, hat, and t-shirt, but that was it. I walked over to a puddle to see what had changed. For one thing, I was blue. I'd kept my brown eyes, like Mabel had, and my rather messy brown hair. I noticed that she had wings, too. "Why do you have wings? What the heck is going on?" I yelled. "Keep it down! First off, I have wings?" she looked at the pink feathered wings at her sides. "Yay! I'm a pegasus! Somehow, we've been transported to Equestria! Oh my gosh, this is so cool!" she exclaimed, bouncing around. "Um, okay, how do we get back? I suppose since you're such a genius about this, you should know." I replied, rolling my eyes. "Well, Twilight's the smartest pony in town, you'd like her. She's too serious for me, it's just like, 'geez, live a little, dusty old books aren't the solution to life's problems.'" she said. I yawned again. "Mabel, let's just try to find a place to spend the night." I said through my yawn. We trotted through the streets of whatever town we were in (Mabel told me it was called Ponyville) in search of a hotel or inn. Finally we came to one, but we'd been travelling so long that by the time we got there, we were about ready to collapse onto the ground. "Um, excuse me, do you have any rooms open, ma'am?" I asked drowsily. "Yes, sir. Only 5 bits a night." the innkeeper stated. I looked over at Mabel, who whispered to me, "Bits are money. We don't have any." I rolled my eyes. "About that... um... thanks anyway." I said, exiting out the door. "I guess we'll sleep on park benches?" I asked Mabel, half-joking. She gave a somber nod, unusual for her. My half-smile fell as Mabel and I went on the lookout for a place to stay. We finally decided on sleeping in front of Town Hall, as there would be something over our heads to shield from the rain and elevation from the ground. Plus, somebody was sure to find us and help us. We had no money, no food, and no beds to sleep in, but at least we had eachother. -=<+>=- I woke up late the next morning to jumbled voices. Ponies walked through Town Square noisily, chatting amongst themselves as they went off to various places. "Hey Mabel, wake up, it's morning." I nudged her with my hoof. "I'm too tired, Dipping Sauce." she mumbled, rolling over. "So am I, but ponies are starting to stare at us. We should get going." That got Mabel up. "So," I continued, "Given what this world looks like, I wouldn't be suprised if these ponies had names like 'Sparkle Wishes'. Our names will stand out, a lot, so we need new names. Any ideas?" Hoofsteps sounded behind me, a soft squish followed by louder clip-clops as the pony making them moved from the muddy road to the balcony. I turned around. A light seafoam-colored pony stood behind me, another unicorn. She was maybe a foot taller than me, possibly only 6 inches at the least. "Um... can I help you?" I asked. "Well, for one thing, you're sleeping on the Town Hall balcony. Do you have nowhere else to sleep? You're only foals, for Celestia's sake!" she exclaimed, bright amber eyes gleaming in the late-morning sun. "Um, who's Celestia? Who are you?" I asked. "I'm Lyra. I'm a musician." she cocked her head to the side. "How do you not know who Princess Celestia is? I hope that you don't mind that I heard, but what was with you guys wanting new names? It sounded like you're not even ponies at all..." she drifted off, eyes clouded by an unknown thought. She shook her head. "Nevermind that, let's get you two cleaned up, you look hungry. I know the best place for alfalfa burgers!" Lyra led us through the streets to a small building on the far side of town. It had large glass windows and small wooden tables with pillows around them; Some were outside, but most were inside. "So, alfalfa burgers, apple cider, and large hay fries for both of you sound good?" the musician asked. We both nodded, although I was a bit unsure about 'hay fries' and 'alfalfa burgers'. I guess since we were technically horses, though, that we would eat those kinds of things. I'll admit I was curious to try them. Lyra seemed like a nice pony. Then again, most ponies here looked kind and trustworthy. It was just that Lyra was the only one that bothered to help. She returned a few minutes later with a large brown plastic tray in some sort of magic aura. It had to be; Her horn was glowing the same golden color as the tray... and the portal. Her eyes were the same, too. On the tray were wooden mugs of apple cider, one of which had bubbles, meaning it was alcoholic. Miniature cardboard boxes held crispy fries, and on paper plates were a couple of remarkably normal-looking burgers. There was also a slice of pie. Lyra levitated her burger to her muzzle and dug in. Mabel couldn't use magic, though, and I had no idea how. I could assume, however, that pegasi and normal ponies pretty much just shoved their faces into their food and ate what they got. I tried to come up with a new pony name as I ate.The alfalfa burger was great, and the hay fries were nice and crispy. However, there was still much more on my mind.