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// Chapter 2 
// Story: Dreams Can Be Real 
// by Flutterpoof 
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   “Okay remind me to never do that again,” I say in a tipsy voice. I had just landed from the carriage Princess Celestia sent me to Ponyville in. I suspect she didn’t want the ponies to see me, so she sent me right to the entrance of the library. I walk over, still dizzy from the ride, and knock three times.
“Come in!” I hear a girls voice say. I open the door slowly and peak my head in. I see a purple unicorn with her muzzle (literally) touching the pages of the book she was reading. I look at her with curiosity, recognizing her as Twilight. I move closer to her, and I crouch down beside her and start to read the book. She glances at me, and back to her book, then back to me, eyes wide in surprisement. She yelped, kicking me in the nose with her hoof, causing me to gasp and kick at her. I felt my foot contact with a wall (God, I hit myself on walls a lot, don’t I?), and I grit my teeth and groan. Twilight gasps, and covers her mouth with her hoof.
“Oh my gosh, are you okay?” I can here the worry in her voice. I hold my shaking foot and shake my head. I barely notice the blood dripping from my nose. “Here, let me help! It’s the least I can do after I hit you” I can hear tinkling coming from her forehead and I feel a fire of pain sear through my foot. I gasp and close my eyes shut. The next moment, I feel nothing. My foot is no longer searing, and it’s like I didn’t even hurt my foot at all.
“Fanks,” I say, the blood from my nose that moved into my mouth distorting my speech. I stand up and spit into my hand, seeing the blood. I give a shaky laugh and look up at Twilight.
“Got any Kleenex?”

“Here,” Twilight levitates a small towel into my hands. I nod in appreciation and raise it to my nose. I sniff and look back down at Twilight. It appears as she is studying me from head to toe, and I laugh. She looks up at me and blushes, realizing that I saw what she was doing. I laugh even harder and spit out some blood by mistake into my towel. I stop, and excuse myself. I walk into what appears to be a bathroom, and I turn on the sink-looking thing. I cup my hands and let the water pour into it. I take and drink and swish the blood, and spit. I left the water drain the blood, and I shut it off, wiping my hands before I leave the washroom. I come back into the library and I look around to see Twilight looking at me again.
“Hello?” I say to her. She gasps and blushes once again. I tilt my head at her, and squint my eyes at her. She shakes her head.
“Hello… Jeff, is it?” I nod. “I’m Twilight Sparkle. I live here at the library, and you are supposed to live with me until you can get a place of your own.” I groan, looking at the suitcase and bag I had brought from my room that… somehow found its way into Canterlot along with me. Celestia hadn’t given me any bits, so that means I had to find some sort of job, which was my LEAST favorite thing to do back on Earth, and I assumed it would be just as boring here on Equestria.
“Any suggestions?” I ask politely.
“Well, first of all, what is your talent?” Twilight asks. She looks at my hip, apparently looking for some sort of cutie mark. She raises her eyebrow and looks at me. “You don’t have a cutie mark?” I laugh.
“No, us humans have to find out our talents on our own, but we don’t get any notification on ourselves that tell us of it,” I explain. She nods quickly, apparently very confused and excited at the same time. I crouch down and look into her eyes. “I understand that you’re kind of skeptical about some random person that is another species living in your house, so…” I pause, unsure on how to word it. “Would you like me to tell you about my species?” She raises her head and smiles widely. She nods about 15 times very quickly and levitates a quill and parchment in front of her. I laugh quietly, and begin explaining.

“… and that’s how I got here. I had a talk with Princess Celestia, and now I’m here.” I finish. Twilight scribbles the last remaining bit of my talk, and rolls it up proudly. Just at that moment, I hear a door open from Twilight’s bedroom (I assume) and footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Twilight?” a male voice asks. I recognize it as Spike’s, and I stretch my head to get a better look at him. He rubs his eyes and looks at me, his eyes wide as they could ever be. I stand up and walk up to him, holding out a hand.
“Hi, my name is Jeff… and you are?” I ask smiling, pretending not to know him, not to be suspicious. He stares at my hand and grabs it.
“Spike. My name is Spike,” he says quietly. “Hey, you have claws too!” I smile and wiggle my fingers.
“No, I have ‘hands’. You see, I am a human, not a dragon or anything.” I explain. He looks at me holding his head.
“Not right now, dude. I am REALLY tired, as SOMEPONY kept me up all night,” he glares at Twilight, who rolls her eyes. I laugh broadly and wipe my eyes, smiling.
“I guess I’ll leave you two to… fight, I guess,” I grab my bag and suitcase and look around, not really sure on where to go.
“Oh, sorry! The guestroom is over there,” she points a hoof over to another set of stairs leading to a door. I smile, nod and enter the room. I close the door, and I set my stuff in the corner. I rub my hand over my face and frown. This IS real, isn’t it? Wow, what a bunch of crap to put on a 15-year old. I smile and silently laugh in my head. I close my eyes and lay on the bed, giving a small laugh again, when I remember myself actually asking Celestia about the electricity, and I literally got a legit answer.
“Well, no, but I can modify your electric devices to use their power off the sun!” I pumped my fist, getting happy that I can still play my laptop, iPod, and such. I pull out my laptop, open my window to let the sun in, and power it on. Time to get some gaming done.

As I had expected, I had no source of internet, so I had to force Steam into offline mod, which kind of sucked. I decided on playing Amnesia: The Dark Descent, so I double clicked it and launched it. I set my laptop aside, waiting for the game to load, as I looked out the window. The town had become much livelier than it had this morning, filled with ponies walking almost every which way. I swear I even saw Derpy flying above the clouds, and a rainbow trail following on who I assumed to be the popular cyan Pegasus. I smiled and sat back down on my bed, pulling the laptop onto my lap, and starting up a custom story. The story loads up, and I set my hands into the right place, and play. At least 45 minutes, three loud screams, and four check ups by Twilight to make sure I wasn’t dying or anything later; I was saving and quitting the game already, shaking like mad. I shut off the laptop, and closed it, returning it to my bag, and taking notice that my battery hadn’t drained a bit, still showing the being charged sign. I smile, and look up towards the mountains where Canterlot lied and where I knew Celestia was watching over her faithful subjects from her castle. I take in the beautiful scenery, which many people on Earth called me girly for enjoying. I stow my bag back into the corner with my suitcase, and putting a blanket over the window to block the sunlight, I cover up into my bed and close my eyes. Today’s been a hell of a day, so I think it’s about time I got some shut-eye. I move around trying to become comfortable, before finally finding my comfort spot, and slowly falling asleep, smiling at the thoughts of what I had been through the past day.
But little did I know, the messed up parts of my life, were far yet to come.


Authors Note: Oh god, I promised 1,500 words, but I only wrote 1,478! Oh screw it, its close enough. Hope you guys enjoy! Oh, and by the way, the last sentence is true, and the most messed up parts aren’t coming for a few chapters or so.

PS: The only reason I wrote this was so I could get over 1,500 actual words. SO HAH! I KIND OF KEPT MY PROMISE!