The door opened quickly, Weasel reacted quickly, jumping up, and looking at the door. Orion froze. To their relief, it wasn't the element bearers, it was Princess Celestia. She walked into the room, alone, with none of the element bearers. Weasel made a 'what happened to the plan?' face, and Celestia picked up on it, she spoke quietly, "I thought it would be easier if you met them all individually, instead of a all at once." Weasel nodded, and Celestia smiled, then walked back through the door.
Weasel sighed, this was heavy, how were these innocent minded civilians going to react to him? Their reactions decided his foreseeable future, badly equals hiding in the shadows, just like his old life. While good equals being famous to an entire world, where he'd be the only one of his kind, a... an alien! He certainly never got that much love, and popularity back in his old life. He deflated mentally, knowing that with his luck, they'd react the worst, and sat back down in the chair, looking up at the ceiling until Orion spoke up. "Dude, you gotta make a good first impression, look a bit happier," he said quietly.
Weasel shook his head, sighing once again, and then putting on a obviously fake, overly happy smile, and he looked back at Orion with a creepy ass face. "Oh shit, not that happy. Jeez." Orion laughed a bit, and Weasel smirked, and looked back at the door. Weasel noticed muffled talking, he could barely hear it but it sounded like Celestia explaining to the bearers that they had to go in individually.
After a short silence, the door opened, this time, it was one of the element bearers, a light blue female pony with a rainbow tail and mane. She was looking back at the others, not looking at what was in the room. "I don't get what's so important that we have to waste time like this." She says in a raspy voice, before kicking the door closed, and looking into the room, laying eyes directly on Weasel.
Her face quickly changed from annoyance, to confusion, to awe, and then finally pure happiness. "No. Way...." She quietly said, sitting down, and leaning on the door, putting a hoof on her chest, her breathing deepened, and she looked back at Weasel again, with another quick smile, "Oh my gosh, this is really happening..." She says to herself, before she sat up, and slowly walked to Weasel, putting a hoof to the side of his face, brushing it lightly.
"Umm.... hey?" Weasel speaks up, knocking the light blue rainbow pony out of her dream state.
"Oh. My. Gosh. You can talk!? It's just like on the show!" She says, massively fangirling. She then noticed Orion, sitting on a chair on the other side of the room, smirking. "Oh, I mean... I don't watch that stupid show, it's for fillies..." She said, scratching the back of her head with red cheeks, embarrassed.
"Hey, I'm not gonna judge." Orion laughed, still smirking.
Weasel stood up, so far, besides Luna and Celestia, all ponies stood about as tall as Weasel's crotch. Weasel hovered over the awe struck fangirl, before crouching down, and smiling. "Hey there," Weasel said, the pony still had a wide smile on her face. "I'm Albert Arlington, but most people call me Weasel..."
"I... Oh Celestia... I'm sorry man... I'm just kinda... kinda surprised..." She said, with an embarrassed look on her face. "My uh... my name's Rainbow Dash..." She said, looking away from Weasel, and towards the ground. She shook her head, and blinked a few times, and looked back to Weasel. "This can't be real..." Rainbow Dash once again whispered.
"Nice Al, already got fangirls, huh?" Orion quietly joked, expecting the rainbow pony not to hear him. She heard him alright, but she was too happy for the dick in the corner to spoil it for her, she was the happiest she had been in for a while, not only was there a new species in Equestria, but the species was from a comic series that she was obsessed with.
"So I take this as a good reaction?" Weasel asked, leaning forward in his chair, smiling. Rainbow, who was still against the door, blinked twice, and nodded a 'yeah'. She looked at the ground for a moment, as if she was contemplating something. She then looked directly at Al, and quickly got up from her current position, and slowly walked up to Albert, looked up to him, and gave a weak, slightly embarrassed smile.
"May I?" She said, face glowing red. Weasel, unknowing of what she meant, looked down at her, and said nodded. She hopped onto his lap, surprising Weasel, and making Orion slightly jealous of him, he was slightly attracted to the young pony. Dash was now level with Weasel, who was slightly freaked out, he didn't know the standards of Equestria, but on Earth, when a gal was all up on your lap, it was usually a sexual act.
She looked him in the eyes, with a small smile, wrapped her arms around Weasel, and placed her head on his shoulder, and hugged the absolute shit out of him. Weasel really didn't know what to do, so he kinda just patted her on the back. Her rainbow colored hair was sprawled all over, getting in his face, he lifted a hand and wiped it off of his face, he noticed something, it was unbelievably soft, Weasel had to stop himself from going to touch her hair, he looked over to Orion, Rainbow still hugging him for an uncomfortably long time.
Orion snickered in the corner, "I though you were supposed to me the non-girly one, no affection at all? Huh?" He joked.
"You tell anypony of this, I'll hurt you." Rainbow Dash said, ending the hug, and jumping off his lap.
"I'll help, I don't like him anyways." Weasel joked, looking at Orion with a smirk.
"I still can't believe that I just hugged a human, oh my gosh..." Rainbow Dash spoke, realizing that this was a changing point in history.
Weasel got up from the chair, ruffled the excited pony's hair, and looked at her. "So does Celestia want you to stay in here and wait for the others to see me too, or does she want you to leave?"
"She wanted us to go in alone, so I guess I gotta leave." Rainbow Dash said, disappointed. She just met a human, A HUMAN! And she must leave, and sit quietly as another pony goes in to experience the one-in-a-lifetime thing. She was admittedly not happy about it.
"Also I hope things don't get awkward cause of that... hug." Weasel said, scratching the back of his head.
"Oh yeah, sorry, I mean, I've been reading the comments for like EVER so I've always wanted to do that." Rainbow Dash admitted, giving an embarrassed look on her face, and slowly turning for the door, trotting along as Weasel turned to Orion, who was currently admiring Dash as she walked out of the room. "Bye..." She said quietly, before opening the door just wide enough to get out, and slipping out.
Moments before, Weasel turned to Orion to see him staring at Rainbow Dash's backside as she walked out of the room. Weasel, just to mess with his perverted friend Orion, stepped in front of him.
Rainbow Dash had exited the room, and now it was just Orion and Al. "Hey, what the hell man?" Orion said, hopping out of the chair and next to Weasel.
"There's something wrong with you, I mean, I get it, I'm a male. So I can admire a female too, but fuck man, she sounds like she's barely 15." Weasel said quietly, looking down at Orion.
"Man don't worry, I know all of these pony's ages, She's 19, Fluttershy's 23, Applejack's 26, Rarity's 24, Pinkie's 20, and Twilight's 18." Orion said with confidence.
"Wait, why do you know their ages?" Weasel asked, giving a disturbed look towards him.
"Well, I'm Luna's personal guard, and Luna spends a lot of time with the six, so in return I spend a lot of time with them, so of course I made sure that they're all legal." Orion said, giving a sly smile towards Weasel.
"Orion, you... you're... you're so sad..." Weasel joked, laughing a bit too loudly at his own insult.
"Hey man, it is perfectly fine for a dude my age to be all up in that business." Orion stated, flying slightly into the air, and crossing his two front legs.
"H-how'd we even get into this conversation?" Weasel said, laughing at the beginning.
"You started it!" Orion pipped.
"No I di-" Weasel couldn't finish, as once again, the door opened. This time, the two were met by a white pony, who had a purple mane. Orion smiled, seeing the shocked look on the mare's face, as he slowly went back to the floor and sat down in his chair, enjoying the view. Weasel looked back at the mare, who's face read confusion, and disbelief.
"What ARE you?" The pony spoke quietly, only loud enough to make a squeak. Weasel couldn't tell whether she was just in disbelief, or she was legitimately scared.
"Ummmm... Hi?" Weasel let out, not sure whether to go the 'I'm not dangerous, don't be scared route' or the 'Hi, I'm an alien' route. He did a small wave, and the pony reacted, stepping back.
"It can talk?" The white pony asked Orion as quietly as possible. Weasel gave her a disapproving look.
"He." Weasel said, looking at her.
"... What?" The pony said, a slight English accent could be heard.
"I'm not an it." Weasel said blatantly. The pony stared, Orion on the edge of his chair, smiling stupidly.
"Sorry..." The pony spoke quietly, avoiding looking Weasel in the eyes.
"You don't need to be scared of me, I'm not a wild animal, I'm capable of rational thought." Weasel said, trying to sound as smart as possible around the elegant looking mare. She took a deep breath, and looked up, seeing Weasel make a small smile. "There you go." He said, smiling.
"You never answered my question." The mare stated, now more confident at speaking with this new creature.
"What am I?" Weasel laughed.
"Yes." The pony said, now acting less intimidated, and more classy.
"I'm a human, I guess, from what I've heard from others, they don't exist outside of comic books here. Which makes me an alien to you're planet, buuuut most ponies can call me Weasel." He spoke.
"Weasel?" The pony asked, as if it wasn't good enough for her. Weasel almost had forgotten how to act around these types.
"It's just a nickname, my real name's Albert Arlington, you can just call me Al." Weasel said, as the mare looked upon him, specifically, his clothes. He was still wearing his prison attire, with the number tag ripped off. So he looked as though he was wearing dark dress pants, a tucked in button up dress shirt, a dark blue overcoat, and a small hat he had been gifted from his family. "So you must have a name too, Mrs...."
"Rarity, my name is Rarity, I'm a fashion designer in town, and I must say, dear, you're choice of clothing is... strange."
"You saying I look bad?" Weasel asked, jokingly.
"I said strange darling, not bad, it's just... different." Rarity pondered, sitting down on the floor, and putting a hoof up to her chin as she viewed Weasel's prison suit.
"Well it's good to know he's still fabulous." Orion joked, the two had almost forgotten he was there, and they admittedly jumped a bit as he spoke up loudly.
"Oh, hey Orion, say, why are you here with him?" Rarity asked Weasel.
"He saw me before anyone was supposed to, and then he just decided to stick around, despite my pleads." Weasel joked, giving a grin towards Orion.
"Oh, by the way, how are you here, if you're an alien, like you claim." Rarity asked, looking up at Weasel.
"I'm not sure, I woke up in the Canterlot Palace, and Princess Luna found me, kept me a secret for a couple days before this guy walked in and saw me." Weasel said, leaving out parts of the truth.
"Oh my... Well Arlington, it was nice to meet you, and I'd love to stay, but I must go, I promised a few very important ponies that I'd get their suits done by tomorrow, and I'm pressed for time." Rarity said. "It's still hard to believe that I just met an alien though, it feels... unnatural."
"Well, goodbye Rarity, it was nice meeting you too." Weasel spoke, as the mare slowly walked out of the room, deep in thought.
As soon as the door shut behind her, Orion turned to Al with a grin. "Well that worked out... well."
"Better than the last one." Weasel stated, looked towards the door, expecting another pony to come in any second.
"You just glad there wasn't a 30 second friendship hug?" Orion asked, stifling a laugh.
"... Kinda." Weasel admitted, still looking at the door, waiting. He had a small grin. He put his hands on his pockets as he sat down on the couch and waited for the door to open. Orion laughed quietly, and was cut off, yet again, by the door opening.
This time, it was a hyper pink pony, who bounced into the room, took one look at Weasel, gasped deeply, then continued to say this: "OH-MY-GOSH-YOU'RE-A-HUMAN-FROM-MY-LITTLE-HUMAN-I-USED-TO-READ-THAT-ALL-THE-TIME-AND-I'M-SO-EXCITED-YOU-WANNA-HANG-OUT-SOMETIME-IT'LL-BE-SUPER-DUPER-FUNZIES-MY-NAME-IS-PINKIE-PIE-WHAT'S-YOURS?"
She said, without stopping.
"Uhhhhh... Albert 'Weasel' Arlington..." Weasel said, slightly scared of Pinkie Pie, who seemed unnaturally happy.
"OK-THAT'S-COOL-I'M-PINKIE-OH-I-ALREADY-SAID-THAT-SORRY-I'M-JUST-EXCITED-SO-WHAT-IS-IT-LIKE-AT-YOUR-HOME-OR-IF-YOU'RE-A-HOBO-I'M-SORRY-FOR-BRINGING-IT-UP-I-KNOW-IT'S-PROBABLY-A-SORE-SUBJECT-BECAUSE-YOU'RE-A-HOBO-AND-ALL..."
"Pinkie?" Al stopped her, pinching her lips together.
"Yushh?" She asked, lips still pinched shut.
"I'm not homeless." Weasel stated, slowly pulling his hand away from her.
"OH... WELL-THAT'S-GOOD-FOR-YOU-I-JUST-ASSUMED-THAT-YOU'D-BE-A-HOBO-BECAUSE-OF-YOU'RE-CLOTHES-K-BYE!" She spoke, again without speaking, then with a quick burst of movement, she flew out of the door. Leaving Orion and Weasel speechless.
"What... the fuck?" Orion spoke up, as the door slowly closed behind the gust of wind that trailed behind the pink blur.
"I... I don't know..."