I occupied myself by flipping through one of Trixie's dirty magazines. It was very similar to Playboy, classy, with some damn good business advice. It seemed Equestria's money system was similar to my assumptions: one hundred bronze coins equaled one silver coin, the same ratio from silver to gold. The fact still remained that I was viewing images of ponies that were meant to spark interest, but in my defense, it was raining in the Everfree Forest, and I was bored out of my fucking skull.
It was a good thing that Trixie was still sleeping, I dread having to explain myself, even though I’m certain she'll be grateful for my actions. Her injuries weren't that severe, she should be up and moving soon, I didn't feel any torn ligaments earlier. I'll admit that Trixie had been one of my favorites, we're a good bit alike, except I hide the fact that I'm an arrogant asshole. The blue mare shuddered in her sleep, perhaps she was having a dream?
I turned another page, and nearly dropped the dirty rag. I was looking at the centerfold, a reclining, blue, Unicorn mare with a sultry smile on her face. I dry swallowed, and looked at Trixie. Same coat and mane color, but due to her eyes being closed, I couldn't compare her to the photograph. Regardless of the truth, I felt just a tad more awkward around the magician. It's not everyday that I get to save a model. The showmare shuddered in her sleep again, she seemed to do that a lot.
I began to worry about her health, well, more than before. I figured she'd live, but she would definitely be in a world of pain when she woke up. She started shivering, poor thing, it was different from the shudder she gave before. This was much more consistent and prolonged, perhaps she was having a nightmare. I reached down and stroked her mane a few times, and she seemed to calm down. I thought it was adorable when she mumbled something in her sleep.
I decide to lie down next to her, stretch out a bit. Trixie immediately snuggled into me for warmth, she was facing me, a content smile on her face. Her system must be flooded with neurotransmitters right now, the little brain chemicals were probably giving her some psychedelic dreams. I was struck by a worrisome idea: perhaps she was snuggling up to me, not for warmth, but a Pavlovian feeling of safety that she associated with my scent. That could complicate things later, so I hoped it was just for heat, I hoped desperately.
I wonder what she's dreaming about, and as I think, the sound of rain hitting the windshield and roof lulls me off to sleep.
$%$%$%$%$%$
“I want answers.” Twilight was actually acting hostile, a behavior the teen didn't expect.
“I can't answer you if you don't tell me what you want to know.” Jay was remaining firmly in his comfort zone, there was nothing Twilight was capable of that would hurt him. He didn't think there was, anyway.
“I want to know how you knew about Applejack's family.” Twilight and Applejack eyed him with both anger and suspicion, with Fluttershy remaining silent in the back.
“Wait, you're actually called the Apple Family?” Jay tried to look amazed and slightly amused. “I was being sarcastic. I just guessed on the name because of your crop.” Twilight heard just a hint of dishonesty in his voice, a neat trick for an animal, lying was.
“Jus' what kinda varmint are ya' anyways? Ah've never seen nothin' like ya.” Applejack's tone was one of slight anger, it seemed she hadn't cooled off from Jay's rude remark. The flutist gave a snide smirk and spoke.
“I'm a human, get the egghead to look it up.” Twilight gave a huff, but went towards a bookshelf for the appropriate tome, then stopped and turned around, surprised.
“What makes you think I'm an egghead?” That was Dash's annoying nickname for her, something an outsider wouldn't be able to know. It could have also been a random guess, but Twilight wasn't so sure.
“You responded, didn't you?” Jay put his head back on the floor and laughed silently, he took just a bit too much pleasure in messing with the Unicorn. Twilight gave him a flat look, and went back to searching. “I'd check under mythology, or in a bestiary.”
“H-humans aren't in the bestiary.” Fluttershy spoke in a voice that Jay almost couldn't hear. “I know all about Equestria's animals.” The timid Pegasus blushed and hid behind her mane in response to Jay's scrutiny.
“Why would they be under mythology?”
“Call it a feeling.” Jay tried his best to get comfortable, which is no easy feat on a wooden floor.
“Found it!” Twilight was surprised to see the entry in Creatures of Lore and Fable, an old book, published a century earlier. “Let's see here...”
Humans: a sapient mammal from Griffin lore often attributed to the disappearance of hunting parties and the death of newly hatched chicks. The first mention of the creature in Equestria was in 153, Celestia's Reign. The human was shone to be benevolent, while also quick to jump to violence if a pony it cared about was in danger. It played a key role in the War of the Red Gem, rallying Equestrian forces into a frenzy. Sadly, the strange visitor was exiled as part of the demands made by the defeated Diamond Dog armies, which it complied with saying I will do as I must to keep order and peace in these lands, lest they become stained with unnecessary blood. The human hasn't been referenced since, though a statuette has been placed in the Hall of Heroes in its memory.
For Pre-Equestrian information, please consult Legends of the Pridelands.
“I think Lyra checked that book out last week.” Twilight was thinking aloud then, but Jay knew the implications made by her remark. Maybe he wouldn't have to wait on Taylor for a rescue, after all. Well, at least Jay knew there had been other humans in Equestria, even if they may be long dead.
“Ya kill griffin babies?” Applejack gave the teen a look of disgust, seemed she had ignored the part about the human statue in the Hall of Heroes.
“Applejack, I think he was just as surprised as the rest of us about that.” Leave it to Fluttershy to be reasonable about this.
“Regardless of his surprise, I think we should inform the Princess.”
Well... shit.
%$%$%$%$%$%
Now, readers, you get to vote... about the possibilities of shippings
Leave a comment or message me with your responce, as well as suggestions.
If I get few or no replies for it, it will not happen.
If the inverse occurs, there will be shipping.