There’s a relaxing freedom about commuting. Whether it’s to and from work, or to and from school, there’s something relaxing about just being by yourself for about at least an hour watching the scenery go by. Of course this is all assuming you use a car to commute, City folk might think commuting may be the worst thing ever. Whatever… Beats city traffic, I could deal with insanity more than I could deal with the LA Freeway. I say that knowing that as a Film Major, that’s where I would be headed eventually. Even though New Mexico’s film industry is booming right now, Most of it is still coming from LA.
I had a point somewhere here. Oh yeah, I feel relaxed just driving for an hour in my car, my IPod connected to the radio, my favorite podcast playing. It was a tiring day, fun but tiring. Such as it is when you’re in Television Production. Any film class for that matter, running around setting up lights, trying not to electrocute yourself, and switching cameras. It was all very tiring.
So Long story short, I was glad to be going home. It would be nice to just relax, Watch YouTube, play video games, doing things of the lazy sort. I’m a lazy sort of guy, at the end of the day, I just like to kick back and relax.
I Arrived at my house, and pulled in behind my dad’s truck. I opened the garage door only to be surprised that my mom’s SUV wasn’t there. I did hear my Dog barking and crying her head off. One of the best things about having a dog is that they miss you when you leave, so they’re always ready to love you.
I unlocked the door and entered. I saw a note by the TV that said that my Mom went into the city to visit my brother. Okay, that’s cool, I have the house to myself. I went to enter my room. My “Studio” as I Like to call it. The one place where I can just pop off and recharge, my counter’s a bit messy, but everything else is semi-meticulously placed. I have my Video game figures on one cabinet, Various plushies on my dresser, Across from my door, there’s a beanbag I never use, My bed, Sunset Shimmer laying on my bed, My Badass Laptop sitting on the cluttered desk, video games, and I just totally missed a pony on my bed didn’t I?
There she was, Sunset shimmer, sleeping on my bed, much like a small pet would. Her flaming hair fanning all across my twin mattress… Do ponies shed? I stared at her for a while, and I calmly closed the door. I stood in the hallway, just trying to comprehend what was happening to me. There was a pony sleeping on my bed, and now there was no plan of attack. I tried to think about what my friend would say about this. Probably a crack about wishing real hard. I need to stop looking for my friends’ advice.
I sat on my Couch, thinking about what I should do. Well, Food seems to be a good ice breaker. I went into the kitchen, made myself a turkey sandwich and Made sunset a lettuce sandwich with shredded apple.
I went back to my room, Sunset was still sleeping. I Put the sandwich plates down on my counter top and went to the sleeping pony. I didn’t know what to do to wake the sleeping pony up. Tentatively I bring my hand to her head, and started to scratch her ear. She started to stir.
“Hmm… Pinkie pie… Just because I used to be a pony doesn’t mean you have to treat me like a pet…” She mumbled as she stirred awake. She picked her head up and stretched her neck. When she opened her eyes, she started to scan around the room.
“Where am I?” She asked, more to herself than to anyone who would be there. Obviously she hasn’t quite seen me yet.
She stood up on my bed causing it to buckle a little and caused me to lean against her. She let out a quick squeal as she turned to me.
“Who are you,” She…. Demanded, I guess, her tone suggested that she’d do something to me if I didn’t answer.
“My name is Rico, and you’re in my room,” I responded. What? You thought it was something like Anon, I’m not some faceless 4channer.
Sunset once again scanned my room, in more of a calm manner.
“Okay, Makes sense, Why am I in my pony form?”
“Beats me, I just came home and boom, Pony in my room.”
We both stared at each other awkwardly.
“I made you a sandwich,” I pointed out Awkwardly, “ It’s Apple and lettuce…”
“Why would you make a sandwich for a pony?” Sunset inquired.
I stammered, all the while thinking that I need to learn how to people better.
“Although, Judging by the Fluttershy Doll you have there, I can assume that My world is some kind of entertainment in your world,”
“You sound so okay with that,” I commented
“I’m a unicorn that got exiled to a world of weird ape-like creatures, had to go through high school and somehow I had to sing sirens into submission, So this is not the weirdest thing to happen,”
She had a point, and I’ll be fair, I was taking this far easier than most people would. Most people would freak out upon seeing a pony in their room. Most bronies would probably glomp a pony in their room.
“So, What’s the last thing you remember?” I asked.
Sunset furrowed her eyebrows, trying to remember something.
“I… Was at school,” She started, “And I was writing to Princess Twilight. I Was about to talk to her about coming back home,”
Well that was a surprise.
“Weren’t you banished?” I deadpanned
“Only technically, It’s hard to banish somepony that isn’t there.”
“Hey, you actually used ‘somepony’, I Thought You would have gotten used to saying ‘somebody’”
“It slips out more often now, the girls usually just laugh,”
I finally took the plate and offered Sunset her sandwich finally. She picked the sandwich up telekinetically. The sandwich was shaking a little bit.
“You okay?” I asked.
“I haven’t used magic in a while, it’s hard to get used to again.”
I nodded and adjusted my self on my bed.
“So, you were writing to Twilight, What happened next?” I offered, trying to get back to the point of this conversation.
“Right, We were talking, and I was going to study Friendship with her as my teacher, Which is odd since I’m supposed to be about 5-10 years older than her, The Logistics of time never really made sense to me between worlds. Anyway, Twilight opened the portal, I stepped in, and then I woke up here.”
I went silent for a moment, as I usually do when I don’t have an answer.
“Well do you think Twilight will notice?”
Sunset looked to me, her eyelids half closed.
“I mean, she has to be working on getting you to equestria,”
“She might be, I wish had a way to contact her.”
We both sat in silence, at a loss as to what to say. I’m not an expert in magic, and I don’t think I quite sent this point home, that this was an awkward situation. We both ate our sandwiches. I looked to her and her face was down. Her eyes were looking at her plate, Lost in her own thoughts.
“Whatcha thinking about?” God most of this is me trying to strike up conversation with a pony in my bedroom.
Sunset hummed, and shook her head, “Nothing much,”
“Oh come on, I’ve played this game, you’re in deep thought about something”
Sunset huffed. I knew the feeling, my friend would do that to me and I would have a similar reaction.
Sunset then sighed again, “I just…. Don’t know if I should go through with this,”
“Going back home?” I asked trying to clarify things, to be honest, I wasn’t even sure If Sunset could go home, either of them. Another problem for another time.
“Well, I’m officially Exiled, for all intents and pruposes, That means the princess doesn’t even bother with me anymore, but…”
I raised an eyebrow, “But...?”
“One of the first things Twilight says when we communicate is how much the princess misses me and asks about me,”
“Well that obviously means she cares about you, I mean she banished her own sister and welcomed her home once she was done being psycho.”
Sunset looked at me with one eyebrow raised, “How do you-“
“First episode, Nightmare moon returns, brings eternal night, Fails to eat any young ponies, and is defeated by twilight, And thus Princess Luna.”
“I did hear about Vice Principal having to go through sensitivity training for giving to much detention,”
“Back to point, I’m sure Celestia would welcome you back in a heartbeat.”
“I wasn’t ready for the great responsibility that came with being her student! I was mad with power! I… I…,”
“You got better, Didn’t you?”
“That’s … not the point….”
“Sure seems like the point to me,”
She looked down at her plate, “You… wouldn’t understand.”
“You feel, conflicted, If Celestia truly welcomes you, It seems too easy, no punishment, and then there’s the flipside…”
Sunset stayed silent, I sat on my floor next to her, I reached my hand to her head and stated to scratch behind her ear. Her head tensed up and then lowered a little, relaxing and lying down on my Floor. I sighed, as I thought about what was happening. What was I going to do with her? I don’t even know how to explain her, I mean, if I found her inside a box as a filly I could just keep her as my pet/daughter and fake my way through that, or if she was here in human form, I could explain why she was yellow, but here she was, a full grown mare, worried about her mom accepting her again.
“Thank you,” She finally said, “I needed that,”
“No Problem,” I smiled “So, What about this current situation?”
“I… Have no idea, Actually,”
“Well do you know anything about the Portal’s Magic?”
Sunset once again furrowed her eyes in concentration. I could see the gears turning and complicated algorithms going through her head.
“The Mirror acts as a conduit for a highly advanced Teleport spell…” She was talking more to herself than anything, A trait I shared. I’m not a Science guy, but I am a Writer, and When I script, I talk to myself, getting the timing correctly, getting the character’s voices the way I need then to be. I may not have any clue about the Intricacies of magic, I know that those who study it have minds that run 100 mph.
“Maybe…. I Know Twilight’s magical signature, if I can tune My magic to it, I can theoretically use my magic to make any mirror a portal.”
There’s the trait that made her my favorite pony, the ability to problem solve for any situation.
“Well, there’s a Mirror in My bathroom big enough for you to go through,”
Sunset nodded and got up on all fours.
“Do you have some papers and a pencil?” She requested “This is some complicated magic, and I’m kinda rusty,”
I nodded and fetched her those materials. She started to scribble some equations, Graphs, even weird Runes. This went on for a few minutes and by the end of it, my floor was covered in papers.
“You think you’re ready?” I Snarked, seeing my room covered in magic nonsense.
“I think so,” Sunset replied happily oblivious to my sarcasm.
I led Sunset to the bathroom next to my room. I lifted her up to my bathroom sink, much to her chagrin. I watched her as she closed her eyes, her horn glowed. My mirror started to glow and vaibrate. Sunset’s horn became even more intense as her eyes shut tightly. An ethereal wind was being generated by the magic. Lightning surrounded my mirror until a light exploded from it. The light died down and My mirror was covered in a swirling pink vortex. Sometimes I forget how girly this show is.
We both stood in front of the mirror, Transfixed by its beauty. After a beat I looked to Sunset Shimmer.
“Well,” I started, “Are you ready?”
She nodded hesitantly.
“Don’t worry, whatever happens, you’ll be fine.” I said a faint smile, “Look, I know we didn’t really get to know each-“
I was interrupted by a nuzzle. Sunset Shimmer was nuzzling me…. This day could not get any weirder.
Sunset broke apart from me.
“Thank you,” she whispered
I cocked my eyebrow.
“ I was so worried about what would happen, and you listened to me, you didn’t try to chase me out of your house. So, Thanks for being kind”
I stumble over my words as I am one to do when someone hits a curve ball to me.
Sunset laughed and disappeared into the mirror, the portal closing behind her. I stood there, stunned, Still processing what happened.
I went back to my room. I just sat at my chair, thinking. I then decided to take my cell phone and take my own advice. Whatever happens, I’ll be fine.