Another falling sensation. Great, ‘cause, you know, I LOVE those. This time, I am not really sure where I am, or why I’m here. Am I still dreaming? I don’t know. I guess the only logical explanation would be that I am still dreaming, but I’m not entirely sure. I can still feel the searing pain in my stomach, and it’s making this whole falling ordeal so much worse. I feel my head contact with something, and I’m one of the two
1) Knocked out and awoken in an instant
2) Waking up from a dream
And alas, I woke up, gasping for air. I fell out of my computer chair, which I fell asleep reading a story on. I lay on my back, grasping my stomach and gasping for air. Why had the dream gone on so long that time? Why did I actually feel the pain that I had in the dream? I shook my head
That’s for a later time. Now, I have to get cleaned up I thought to myself, and nodded in agreement. I swept my eyes over my room. It’s not very impressive, but good enough for me. I have the case in the corner of my room holding my laptop (custom-built, not to brag or anything), my bed with normal covers on it, my multiple Friendship is Magic posters, and then my computer that I’ve had since I was 10 – The age I really started gaming. I sighed, thinking back on all the games I used to play that were fun and hilarious at the same time. I closed my eyes, smiling, and got to work. I took off the clothes I currently had on, and had a quick shower in the washroom that was connected to my room. I shivered while stepping out and quickly getting dressed, as my house is not pretty cold all the time. I pick up my case and slide it onto my arm, getting ready to go out for a walk to… somewhere. I don’t really know yet. I open my door, ready to be chilled to the bone, but instead I get relatively warmer. I stop, the door halfway closed. I stare at my surroundings. Something is certainly different, but I can’t put my finger on it. I close my door and walk out more, and I gasp out.
I’m in Canterlot Castle.
I open my eyes wide in amazement. I look at the beauty of the castle, taken back by all of it. The décor is so amazing to me that I don’t hear the oncoming hooves coming my way.
“H-hel-hello?” I hear a male’s voice say; obviously trying it’s best to sound intimidating... I turn to look at him and see a… colt? One of Celestia’s guards if I’m not mistaken. He has a spear pointing out on me, pointing at my head. I put my hands slightly above my head and slowly back off.
“Hey, I’m not asking for trouble,” I say, trying to sound my bravest even though I’m shaking like mad.
“Suuure, that’s what they all say buddy,” the colt says, obviously still afraid of me. I raise my hands higher and back up into a wall. The colt smirks a little and brings the spear right so the point is about to touch my neck.
“Jeff,” I hear the familiar voice say. The guard and I both turn our head to see Princess Celestia. The guard opens his eyes wide, drops the spear, and starts bowing to her. I slide against the wall, breathing out a sigh of relief. I look up to Celestia, still breathing heavily. She smiles warmly at me, just like she did in my dream.
“Come,” she says to me, and turns around. I stand up slowly, looking at the guard with squinting eyes, and follow her. We walk for about five minutes in a really awkward silence until we reach a room, which I suspect is the room with the throne. Turns out I was wrong, as we enter a room with a fireplace, about five bookshelves, and three chairs. I am taking a wild guess and saying this is the Study. I take a seat on one of the chairs, while Princess Celestia does the same. She sighs, and looks at me.
“I’m guessing you wonder why you’re here,” she says. I nod, trying to be as silent as I can. “Well, you remember the… ‘Dream’ you had last night, correct?” I nod my head once again. She chuckles lightly “I’ve brought you here for a reason, Jeff.” I look up at her with squinting eyes, just like I did with the guard.
“Why me?” I ask quietly. She looks at me and tilts her head to the left a little bit.
“Jeff, I need you to understand something. I’m aware that you know about us, Equestria and the Elements of Harmony,” She pauses, unsure how to continue. “Right now, there is something happening to the people of Ponyville. It’s far out of my grasp to be able to handle. I needed somebody with happiness and compassion to help them.” I laugh slightly.
“I might have happiness, but compassion? Not so much,” she smiles, giving a small, and barely audible, laugh.
“You’ll see. I notice you are taking this very well,” she points out.
“I can take almost any situation well. Like when my parents died-” I stop, unsure if I want to cross this road again. I continue “Like when my parents died, I was the one who took it the best. I realized it maybe wasn’t their time, but I learned to not pity the dead. If you spent all your time doing that, you would waste your life away, not being able to live it fully” She looks at me with amusement.
“That’s pretty deep, coming from the happy person you are,” she says. I shrug my shoulders.
“I have lots of personalities. I have my angry one, which comes out a little bit TOO often then I’d like to admit, my happy one, which I am most of the time, and my sad one, which happens when someone or something close to me gets hurt,” I explain. She nods, looking at the fireplace.
“Since you are taking this so well, I think it’s about time we cut to the chase on what I would like you to do. Remember, this choice is completely optional, and I am not forcing you to do it,” she explains. I nod and she continues, “I need you to go to Ponyville and somehow fix all that’s happening. I’ll let my student know of your arrival, and I trust her to tell her friends about you, too.” She pauses, looking for the right wording, “Ponyville is in great danger, and if you fail, whatever it is that is happening could spread all over Equestria. I’ll try my best to aid you, but there is not much I can do right now.” I nod and stand up, as does she. “Go pack your things; I will get a carriage to take you to Ponyville in about an hour. I turn to leave. “Oh, and Jeff?” she says to me. I turn around and tilt my head. “Good luck,” she smiles. I smile back, and head to my room.
Once arriving in my room, I lock the door on it, and sit on my bed. I pinch myself and kick myself a couple times, thinking this was all a dream, but it wasn’t. I groan, and remember what my task had been. Spread happiness throughout Ponyville. Great, because I am the most qualified person for that. I hit my head against my wall, wincing in pain when my head contacts it. I looked at my room. I remembered my laptop around my arm, and I looked at it, smiling in a weird sort of way. I laugh at a thought of me approaching Princess Celestia and asking the weirdest question she would probably ever hear in her life.
“Hey, does Equestria have electricity?”