That night
“I have never seen anything like you before,” Rainbow Dash says flying around me. Twilight did agree to the idea of inviting everyone over. As soon as the other ponies saw me, they were shocked, but introductions went smoothly when Applejack vouched for my character. Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy were pretty excited to see me. For Fluttershy, she found a new creature and it seemed to have made her day. For Pinkie, she saw me as a new friend, which is nice. She was a little up in my face, but her intentions were pure. All of us are in the main room of the library, conversing and socializing while Twilight is preparing dinner.
You know, like what I noticed before, these guys are not that tall. They stand a little bit above my waist. Roughly three feet I think. “Standing on two legs for that long! How does he do it?” The rainbow pony continues to ask.
“Just part of his bone structure maybe,” Fluttershy quietly says.
“Where did you guys find him?” Pinkie Pie asks in a very bubbly tone.
“He said he woke up in my apple orchard this morning,” Applejack points out. “Twilight claims that it was a combination of the weather spell and the universal teleportation spell that sent him here.”
“I guess that make sense,” Rarity says. She walks up to me and eyes me up. “I say, you have a decent sense of fashion.” I will admit, I can be a bit of a fashion bug. I kinda want to dress how you would see modern singers and rappers. Celebrities in general really. They have some of the best fashion sense in my opinion...except Lil Kim. But I don’t wear the expensive stuff like Gucci or Jordan's or things like that. I just go for that urban look.
Rarity touches the bottom of my shirt with her hoof, feeling and examining the color and texture of the fabric. “The colors go well together. Is this one hundred percent cotton?”
“Yep,” I respond.
“It’s very nice, and soft to the touch.”
“Umm, can I ask a question?" Fluttershy asks both nervously and quietly. I nod to give her my approval. "What is your kind called anyway? I'm kind of curious to know what you're called.”
“I am known as a human.”
“How many of you are there from where you’re from?”
“Over seven billion of us are on my home planet.”
“That’s quite a lot of you,” Applejack says amazed. That is a lot to take in. Billions of others like me, all walking around on a blue and green ball.
“Dinner’s ready,” Twilight calls from the kitchen. I can hear a chorus of little boys singing a song about the glory of food...well, in my head that is.
The six of us walk to the kitchen and I notice that the table is set low. Really low. Not quite what I am accustomed to. There are cushions on the the ground and are neatly surrounding the table. I am assuming that you have to sit on the floor to eat over the table. Oh, it’s like old school Asia; I like it!
So I take a seat between Twilight and Fluttershy. My eyes scan the assortment of food placed on the table. I see apple turn over and apple cider to drink,(I wonder who supplied that) along with salad, soup, and small corn muffins.
“Everything looks great,” I say. "I can't wait to eat!"
“Well, lets dig in,” Twilight says. Out of habit, I do the cross motion with my right hand and quietly say grace. I make sure to thank God for the food and the company I am with. When I finish with grace, the six ponies look at me as if I have five heads. Then I realize what I am doing is a foreign to them.
“What was that all about?” Applejack asks.
“Sorry, it is something I do at home before I eat dinner back home. Part of my beliefs.”
“Oh, nothing to be sorry about hon. I’ll respect that.”
“So, Nick was it?” Rarity asks. I nod my head. “I'm sure all of us would love to get to know you better. So to get the ball rolling, I'd like to know if you do anything interesting back from where you're from?” While she asks her question, she levitates a corn muffin to her plate.
“Actually yes,” I reply. “I do some acting for…”
“You’re an actor!” Pinkie Pie shouts with a mouth full of food. She swallows realizing her slight mistake for talking with food in her mouth. “Are you a professional?!”
“No, just for high school performances," I say awkwardly. I have no idea how to respond to someone asking a question while shouting. Shouty much?
“Interesting...”
“But my dream is to be a pro actor. I just do plays and musicals at school for the time being.”
“Do you play any sports?” Rainbow Dash asks.
“I used to. I used to have all the time in the world for sports, but now that I'm older, I can't seem to find the time.”
“What other interesting things do you do?” Twilight asks then taking a bite of salad.
“I also make music with my friends.”
“What kind of music?”
“All kinds. There’s Rock, Pop, Hip Hop, R&B, and contemporary. It’s mostly cover songs though.”
“So you’re not just an actor, you’re an, overall performer,” Applejack says.
“Oh, I just love performers,” Rarity announces. “They’re always good for business. Are you famous from where you're from?” For a split second, I could have sworn her eyes twinkled.
“Not really. I'm locally semi-famous though. A good amount of people from my hometown know who I am and I am also well known around my school.”
“Does that make you popular?” Fluttershy asks.
“To an extent, but not really. There are some people that don’t like the music I make. You can’t be a total crowd pleaser.” I pick up a fork and take a bite of the salad. After one swallow, I can conclude that this is some good stuff. “I will admit that I have been bullied about my music. Kids saying I can’t rap or sing to save my life.”
“Well that’s rude,” Applejack says, taking a bite of a muffin.
“But I don’t let it bother me. I was in the musical, that means I have to have some sort of talent for singing. Besides, they're more than likely saying that stuff just to degrade me.”
“Haters hate, but it don’t bother ya’! I like that," Rainbow Dash says.
"A rapper once said a song of his: 'You gotta get that dirt off your shoulder'. What I take from that is: don't let others discourage you. Brush off your shoulders and keep pushing."
"Drink to that." The rainbow pony takes hold of her cider mug and takes a swig. I promptly do the same, raising my mug to her first, then taking a swig.
After Dinner
Dinner ended a little while ago. We talked about what the ponies did and anything else that I do back home. As of right now, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Applejack and Pinkie Pie are walking home. Well, in Pinkie’s case, bouncing home. Jeez, she bounces more than a basketball. “Thanks for dinner Twilight, and it was nice meeting you Nick,” Rainbow Dash says “I’ll be seeing you around.” And and on that note, she flies away.
“Good night you two,” Fluttershy says.
“See you guys later,” I say waving to the other ponies. After the goodbyes, I close the library door. “I told you it'd be a good idea." I make sure to say it like I was right.
“Guess I was proven wrong,” Twilight says and then lets out a hearty yawn. “And I guess it’s time for bed too. I've arranged your accommodations in another room. I think the bed should be big enough for you. Just follow that hallway.” She lets out another yawn, and because of that, I yawn. “See you in the morning.” She walks upstairs to her room and I assume she falls asleep when she meets her destination.
I follow the hallway and find another room. It’s pretty simple. A bed (it’s purple, so it is the best bed ever), an oak desk, and a couple of bookshelves with books in it. I walk over to a window that is just a few feet away from the bed. I open the glass pane and poke my head out. I especially make sure look up at the glistening stars and moon in the night sky. Though I'm in a different world, the sky still reminds me of home.
“Good night mom, dad, Tony and Joan,” I say in my head. I know I am going to be staying here for about a week, but I am going to have to adapt to here. It is going be be different than Earth, but I think I can manage. I have already made some friends today...at least I hope. Even though they are fictional, I believe they are friends. Wait, fictional? I'm in their reality, so would that mean that they are not fictional? Or is it not 'their reality', and this is still just reality in general. I probably shouldn't think about it too much, just thinking of this hurts my head.
I crawl into bed and put my arms over the covers. The bed is fortunately big enough for me, just like what Twilight said. I'm surprised that there is a bed here this big. Eh, I shouldn't compl-Oh crap! I'm going to have a lot of homework by the time I get home. Damn...