The Glass Wall

by hammerhead6000


Chapter 2

I stand there frozen from shock of sudden change of environment. I mean it didn’t hurt it just felt weird, very weird. I look at my hand and see that it is in fact still there, and I check the rest of my body as well.
“Well, I’m still alive,” I say as I look in front of me, only to remember the ‘pony’ that’s now standing in front of me and completely still. I also stand still as soon as I realised that I am now on the other side of the wall. We both just stare at each other before a thought pops into my head. Is the wall still there or am I now trapped here? I turn around only to see another me on the other side of the wall, frozen.
“I hope I’m not the only thing frozen in my world,” I say “Wow, that is a sentence I never thought I would say,” I turn back around and look back at the ‘pony’ because I heard a chuckle or something come from him, I think. “Uh… hi,” is best I come up with.
“Yeah, uh… hi,” he says.
“You can talk?” I ask.
“Yes, I can?” he says confused.
“I guess that makes sense since everything has happened so far today has been weird,” I say.
He chuckles “Yeah, no shit,” I laugh and then think about whether I’m actually trapped here. I turn around to face the wall.
“Oh god, I hope I’m not trapped here,” I say out loud.
“I would ask why, but I think I already know why,” the ‘pony’ says. Glad to know I’m not the only one that doesn’t always ask why.
“Well I guess there’s only one way to find out,” I say facing the wall. I reach my hand forward and touch the wall. Nothing, damn I was afraid of that. I look up at the wall and see the ‘pony’ on the other side. Oh, so it did work, then the wall started to become a solid grey.
“Wait what, is that it? If I would have known that would happen then I would have stayed longer,” I say. I stare at the wall for about another 5 seconds. I decide to go to the side of my bed that my iPod is on to check the time. It’s 12:33. “All of that really only took ten minutes?” I ask no one. The time then changes to 12:34. I turn around to look back at the wall. Still nothing, I guess that was it, but why is the wall still here? I stand there for awhile thinking about the reason it could still be here. Then suddenly, I see the wall start to become glass like again. I see the ‘pony’ on the other side except in same spot as before and looking where I used to be. He then turns his head to look at me with a shocked look, and then back at the spot I used to be, and then back to me. I walk closer to the wall and reach my hand out to touch the wall again. I make contact with and get that weird feeling again. “Why does that happen every time I come over to this side?” I ask even though it has only happened twice.
“Why does what happen?” the ‘pony’ asks.
“I get this weird feeling when I come over to this side,” I respond.
“Oh,” he says ”I don’t know. May I ask how you teleported from where you’re standing now to the other side of your bed just a moment ago with using magic?”
“Um… I didn’t teleport, and I can’t use magic,” I respond confused by his question.
“Oh, well you still teleported,” he argues.
“No, last I checked the wall became a solid grey and then I walked over to my iPod.”
“Wait... what?”
“Yeah, the wall became a solid grey. You didn’t see that?” I question.
“Whatever all I know is I saw was you standing facing the wall on this side, and then suddenly you were over there,” he says pointing with his hoof to where my iPod is.
“Forget it, everything too confusing right now,” we both say at the same time. We both look at each other confused as my brain yells “JINX!” I just yell “Shut up!” in my head.
“Well, putting all the confusing stuff aside, what’s your name?” I ask the ‘pony’ which I tired of saying.
“Dreamer,” he says.
“Dreamer? That’s kind of a weird name don’t you think?”
“How so?”
“Well, I mean I never heard anybody with the name Dreamer,” I explain. He looked at me kind of funny when I said ‘anybody’.
“Well, I’ve never heard of anypony with the same name as me either.”
“Anypony? So, we do speak slightly different english after all.”
“I guess so.”
“Anyways, my name is Cade,” I say.
“Cade?” he questions “I don’t mean to be mean, but that is an unusual name.”
“Really? How so?” I ask
“Because I’ve never heard of a ‘Cade’, but forget it we’re from different worlds so, it makes sense that we find each others names to be weird,” he explains.
“That’s true.”
“Anyways, what’s your Cutie Mark, because I don’t see it anywhere on you?” he ask.
“What the hell’s Cutie Mark?” I ask.
“You know, that symbol on your flank, or whatever you call it, that tells you what your destiny is,” he says as he turns to show his Cutie Mark of a thinking cloud or dream cloud. They pretty much look the same, but are used in two different scenarios.
“We humans do not have a Cutie Mark because… I don’t know, reasons,” I say.
“Really? What else don’t you humans have?” he asks.
“I don’t know, what do you guys have?”
“Well I don’t know what start with.”
“Start with your race or something,” I suggest.
“What, Earth ponies?” he asks.
“You say that as if there are other races.”
“That’s because there are.”
“Oh well, tell me all the races then.”
“Well, first of all, there is, of course, the Earth ponies, then there’s the Pegasi-” he says before I cut him off.
“Pegasi? What is that, the plural word for pegasus?”
“Yes,” he answers.
“You guys have pegasus er… pegasi I guess, here!?” I say, surprised to hear that there are myths here.
“Yes, how do you know them?”
“They’re just a myth on my world.”
“I wonder what else is a just a myth on your world,” he says
“I guess we’ll find out,” I say “please, tell me more.”
“Well, after them are Unicorns-”
“They are also a myth on my world.”
“Alright cool, next is a very rare, but powerful, race called Alicorns…” he pauses for me to say something.
“Alicorns? Never heard of them,” I say
“Really?”
“Yeah, but what do that look like?”
“Basically a combination between a pegasus and a unicorn. I think there might also be some Earth pony in there, but others disagree.”
“Oh ok, so what can you tell about each race, and I’ll try not to interrupt you this time,” I say
“Ok, well, I’ll start with the Earth ponies, some grow food for ponies to enjoy, like the Apple family up at Sweet Apple Acres, while others work at shops or bakeries to sell things or make delicious pastries also for ponies to enjoy, like this one crazy but funny mare named Pinkie Pie, or you can just enjoy life. The Pegasi control the weather or deliver the mail or, if you’re like this one mare called Rainbow Dash, you train to become one of the wonderbolts, though most pegasi just enjoy everyday life. The Unicorns are mainly magic users, so some study magic to be able to use more spells, like this one pony, Twilight Sparkle, who is now the Princess of Friendship and has a castle here in Ponyville, most unicorns just use the Levitation spell to pick things up and either use or create something depending on the object, like this somewhat fancy mare named Rarity.Then there are the Alicorns… I can’t say much for them other then they are usually a princess with a castle and they control something major, like Princess Twilight who I mentioned before. Everything I said there is true to an extent, what you do for a living depends on what your Cutie Mark means,” he finally finishes
“So, what does your Cutie Mark mean?” I ask
“It means I try dream a lot, as in, I keep on coming up with things I want to do but never go through with a dream because I don’t try before a new or previous dream comes into my mind,” he explains
“Huh, funny thing is I do the same thing,” I say before asking “How much time do you think has passed?”
“I’m guessing about fifteen minutes, why?”
“I have theory that I want to test, and it involves the wall and you coming over to my world,” I say “I’m going to head back to my world now, when you see me again I want you to come over to my world,” I’m now facing the part of the wall that has the frozen me on the other side.
“Okay then, bye I guess,” Dreamer says
“Bye,” I say and finally touch the wall and get transported back. The wall turns into the solid grey like before. I turn around and walk over to my iPod to check the time again. It’s still 12:34. “Now to wait for fifteen minutes,” I say.