The Curiosity of Mr. Disc

by CrackedInkWell


2: A Group Interview.

“Uh… Hey,” Ms. Shimmer said, giving a nervous wave. In truth, ever since I got my job back, I've been hearing a few rumors about her that I didn't really pay much attention to. Oh don’t get me wrong, I've heard about her changing into a demon thing at a dance or something about her saving the school by singing or something like that. But don’t really buy into it for the simple fact that I wasn't there to see it nor have I seen any footage or that happening. The Sunset Shimmer I see now seems to be the more nervous out of the bunch, even more than Shy is on a good day.

Sitting down in front of these girls, I now have a closer look at them that I couldn't help but compare them from their counterparts from that Ponyland. And I have to say, they had a striking resemblance to them.

“I’m here, so what do you girls want to talk to me about?” I asked them.

“Excuse me, can I get you anything?” I turned to the voice to find a lady in blue with a pink apron that matches her hair.

“Yeah Mrs. Cake,” Pinkie said as she gave her their order along with mine, some fries along with a cola. Our host smiled and nodded a little as she took down whatever Pinkie said and told us she’ll be back with our orders.

“So… Mr. D,” my attention turned to the farm girl. “Ah guessed we’d jus’ skip straight to the point as ta why you’re here.”

“It’s a good place to start, so what am I here for?”

“Look Mr. Disc,” Rainbow replied. “I think that with us, you can drop the act.”

“What act?”

“Equestria, we've known you've been there.”

“It’s true,” Rarity nodded. “We already know all about it, how you've met your other self and all of those shenanigans.”

“You've probably had heard them from the other students,” I told them.

“Like how you covered a part of the floor of an entire hallway in ice?” Sunset asked. “In fact, that’s the real reason why you’re here. It’s not just the about the ice appearing out of nowhere.”

“Then what’s this about then?”

“Something followed you back from Equestria, didn't it? Some sort of magic, right?”

I was taken aback by that statement, “Sunset, there is no such thing as magic.”

“Then what’d you call that flash ice rink?” Rainbow asked.

I folded my arms. “How do I know?” I asked. “It’s not magic, it just… a...” Fluttershy raised her hand, “Yes?” I asked.

“Um, I hope you don’t mind of me asking this Mr. D, but how long have you had these, um, powers?”

I raised an eyebrow, “Ladies, listen, what just happened on that day was a freak accident.”

“What about Twilight?” Sunset asked. I stared at her, asking how she knew that name because up until now, I've never said that name. “We've met a few times, plus I’m starting to write to here now and then.”

I still wouldn't let down my eyebrow, “Prove it.”

“That I can do,” she said as she reached into her bag to pull out a leather bound book. It was one of those books where there were some gold leafing and bright colors, and this one had a picture of the sun. Getting out a pen, she told me, “Watch this.” And she started to write in it. She wrote a few sentences before the words faded away. She closed the book.

“Now just wait,” she said. And a few moments later, something so odd happened that it made me wonder if I was hallucinating again: the book rang like an old telephone.

She opened it up and flipped it over to me, it read:

“Yes Sunset, I’m here, is there anything you need? – T.”

I blinked, “Wait, you didn't write that did you?” I asked looking up. She shook her head; I looked back at the book only to find it was blank again. “Uh… Mind if I see that pen?” Sunset gave the pen to me, I wrote that this is Mr. Disc, asking who’s writing this, and watch it fade from the pages.

And right before my very eyes, I saw words forming as if it was being done by an invisible pen. It wrote out:

“Hello again Mr. Disc, this is Princess Twilight Sparkle from Equestria,”

And I watched it as the note faded away.

“What is this? Tom Riddle’s diary or something?” I asked as I examined the book.

Some of the girls laughed a little, “Not really, it’s a way we can talk to Twilight in Equestria and her to us,” Pinkie explained.

“And the book rings?” I questioned. “Wouldn't a phone or something work just as well?”

“How many telephones did you ever see in Equestria?” Sunset asked.

I didn't say anything for a moment. “Good point,” I muttered. “Alright then, I believe you. And yes I do have my superpowers here like I did back there.”

“Okay, that’s just really weird.” Sunset commented, “When I and Twilight got here from Equestria, neither of us had magic, we needed others to do that. But with you, however, you went there and find out that you had ‘superpowers’ and then came back here and you still have them?”

“Wanna demonstration?” I asked with a smirk. This got the attention with the entire table. Applejohn (or something like that) and Rainbow were clearly interested; Pinkie was excited; Rarity and Sunset wanted to see some without me going overboard, and Fluttershy didn't say anything. I looked around to see what I could probably come up with until I looked up at the blank white ceiling when an idea came to mind.

With a snap of my fingers, I turned back to the girls, “What do ya think? A little too much?” They looked up and gawked at a painted mural of my time in Equestria that covered every single inch of the restaurant’s ceiling. “Personally I prefer the Rococo style, but this is nice,” I mused at my latest creation.

“And here are your food dearies,” Mrs. Cake said, snapping my attention as she put the food down on the table from her tray. “Is everything alright?” she asked.

I pointed upwards, “How long do you think that’s been there?”

She looked up and gasped, “Where did that come from?!”

“From someone’s imagination,” I told her.