A New Beginning

by Falinov

Chapter 6 Equestria is Unfair.

Chapter 6: Equestria is Unfair...

Last night Twilight got to explore the depths of my past. Unlike what I had expected, she was more excited than a kid in a candy store. She explored my home for nearly an hour before abruptly saying she had to leave. Whatever the reason was, it must have been really important, because she nearly knocked herself out on the stairs. After she left in her mad dash I closed the hatch, leaving the room completely blacked out.

Seeing that now I have nothing better to do, I use my watch as a light and walk over to the mantelpiece. Laying there on its side is the photo album Twilight was looking through. Taking the photo album, I sit on my bed and, using the dimmed light from my watch, I look at the pictures, examining them, each picture holding a specific memory. Flipping it open I see myself and my closest friends graduating from Marine boot camp; that day we were decorated in dark green and cap, beside me is my father and mother smiling at this proud accomplishment. Beside me is Stavo saluting with a cheesy smile.

“The good times…” I sigh aloud as I adjust the pillow and place the album on my chest and close my eyes, eventually drifting to sleep.

Bright lights flash my eyes, I instinctively place my hand over my eyes as my eyes slowly attempt to adjust, after a while look around my surroundings to see a bright blue sky; hesitantly I sit upright, looking around I can see my home town around me the trees swaying lazily in the slight breeze. Carefully, I stand up and look behind me to see a trail leading up to a road; opposite that is an open field of sunflowers. As I look around there isn’t a soul in sight, it’s quiet…too quiet.

Almost on cue dark storm clouds begin to form shortly followed by lightning in every direction and in the center of it all is a dark purple mist traveling at me full speed. Instinctively, I start running for my life in the opposite direction dodging large rocks and dead tree branches. Looking behind me, I can see the mist gliding along the ground, going around rocks with ease without noticing I trip on a rock and fall face first into the dirt. I kick backwards trying to get back on my feet only to see the mist bearing down on me.

“AHGH!” I scream aloud; promptly falling face first from my bed to the cold cement floor, causing me to hyperventilate. Choking on myself, I slow my heart rate and get my breathing back to a somewhat normal rate as I prop myself against the side of my bed.

“This world has a way of fucking with me doesn’t it…” I exhale slowly, feeling my way to my feet, using the bed as a guide I slowly navigate in the general direction of the stairs. Abruptly I trip and fall on top of something rectangular.

‘Fuck me that hurt!’ I reach down and trace my hands around the object to it’s one of the books that Twilight allowed me to take with me.

‘Clutz.’

“Must’ve forgotten to take that off the back of the bed…” Using my fingertips I take the book in my grasp and use all fours to trace the wall to find my way back to the edge of the bed. Once finding the bed I place the book in the center so I don’t forget about it later. Resuming my path along the wall I make my way back towards the stairs using memory and touch to navigate the dark room using whatever light I can get from the watch plastered to my wrist which is virtually next to nothing.

For what seems like ages I reach the top of the stairs only to realize the even more tedious process of pushing the hatch open. Using my entire upper body strength- or at this rate what's left of it, I finally hear an audible screeching noise as the hinges protest under the weight. Halfway open I heard a metallic twang noise indicating one of the hinges caves in; with one more heave I push the lid over onto the grass to reveal it is the dawn of a brand new day.

“What shall I do today in this wonderful world of color barf…” I look at the sun that is creeping out behind the forest cover that surrounds me. Shrugging to myself, I walk towards the edge of Ponyville momentarily stopping and hiding from some ponies passing over the bridge. Stopping on the opposite side of the stream near the bridge the ponies crossing into Ponyville. Laying prone in a bush I squint to see the market- what I wouldn't give for a pair of binoculars. From what my eyes can see; groups of ponies beginning to bring a market to life as hundreds of carts and stands are unfolded and made ready for the morning rush. Various sales ponies selling fruits and some running various pawn shops, some even selling odd trinkets.

‘Really is like a California Flea market.’ I look at the particular vendor selling weird figurines and tribal goods. Without any warning at all I hear a high pitched feminine voice beside me- my blood instantly running colder than the Antarctic.

“What are we spying on?” Immediately I turn paler than white as the blood rushes to my feet; In fear as I jump out of the bush and fly face first into the stream. Realizing that I had forgotten to inhale I struggle to breach the surface of the stream when I break the surface I inhale the life giving oxygen.

Moments later I clear one of my eyes and I pull myself to the shore, my clothes drenched and sticking to my sides. To ensue my misfortune a small morning breeze washes over my body, amplifying the cold ten fold. Looking over at the bush to find it is completely empty, immediately my brain kicks into emergency fight or flight mode thinking of hundreds of scenarios all of which amplify my paranoia. All of them put to rest except one as a shadow envelopes half of my body, I look up to see a the exact same pony who screamed at me the very first day I came here.

‘Ah great it's you...Gonna' scream at me again, aren’t ya’ and have me arrested and or executed…?’ I think quietly exhaling silently as we continue to glare into each others eyes my raspy breaths audible as I'm still coughing out water. Finally the awkward silence is broken when she does the impossible.

“No silly! Why would I have you arrested?” my eyes widen at the prospect of what she just said.

'No. No; JUST NO. Please for the love of god tell me that was just a coincidence. PLEEEAAAAASSSSSEEEE. My heart can't take it!'

"No what? What's the coincidence? Should I get you a doctor?" My eyes widen my genuine fears confirmed.

“What the fuck; NO," I cough and lapse up from the water still in my lungs.

"THAT ISN'T POSSIBLE! EVEN FOR PONIES!" I practically lose my voice as I gasp for air.

“Heh, all in due time...” The pink pony moves like a snake and slinks off out of sight as I roll over coughing my liver out, all the while I'm attempting to rationally think about what just transpired in front of me. Slowly, but surely I get to my feet and limp away from the town down the trail I took from Twilights house. As I walk I continue to look over my shoulder to make sure no one is tailing… As If it mattered anyways.

“H-Hi Austin.” I continue to walk completely oblivious to the world.

“Whoohoo….? Austin?” A yellow hoof waves in front of me momentarily snaps me out of my trance.
“Pink pony...surprised;” I inhale sharply “Illogical.” I collapse on the softest thing in reach- that being this lovely patch of grass.

‘Lights out…’

Looking in every direction I see nothing but black I look down and immediately regret doing so, looking down just to find there’s nothing below my feet. Looking down only sends me into a full blown panic attack, but suddenly a noise echoes across the blackness of the void. Listening closely I can hear someone or something calling my name.

“Austin...?” My name echoing throughout the void surrounding me. Looking around in desperation I try to locate which direction the voice is emanating from. With no success I try one last ditch effort; I open my mouth to scream but no words come, only silence as tears of fear and panic take hold. After a while I feel cold and everything turns to a blur around me as reality reforms.

”Aaaauuussstiiinnnnn” A soft hoof presses against my chest I groan and a second later a very cold sensation hits my face, followed by a loud splash on my face I snap awake swinging at anything within three feet of my fists. Luckily I run my hand over my now soaking wet face in time to rub my eyes clearing the excess water that was blurring my vision to see that I almost clipped Fluttershy square in the jaw.

“Ah-Cr- I’m so, so, sooo sorry. PLEASE for the love of god please tell me now I didn’t hit you.” The shy pony hides behind her mane immediately I fall into a second stage panic attack. My eyes turn to the size of pinpricks when she puts her hoof on my leg.

“N-no you didn’t. I ducked.” My heart still going a million miles a minute I inhale through my nose and exhale through my mouth.

“I really don’t wanna hit ya’ I’m already known for scaring an entire town- whoa, whoa- wait a minute here; why am I in your house? How long was I out-“ Looking around to find I am indeed in Fluttershy's house, she puts her hoof over her mouth. As I look around to make sure this is in fact her house, looking at her, she has her eyes locked on my face practically telling me one thing.

‘Right… Shutting up now.’

“At least answer me this; how did you get me here?” I move backwards on her couch into the corner allowing her to sit beside me. Revealing her face from her mane in one of the most adorable ways I have ever seen...EVER…

“Honestly, it was coincidence. I heard some pony scream and I came looking. I found you instead.”

“You guys need to start explaining to me why that goddamn pink pony has a knack of scaring the living piss out of me.” I cross my arms in mock anger.

“You mean Pinkie?” I lean back a bit feeling my back crack from how I am laying down.

“I don’t Caaa-are what you call her. Ouch… I just wanna know how the hell she appeared out of nowhere next to me.”

“You really do have a lot to get used to here in Equestria,” she pauses and gives a cute giggle. “Pinkie has and always will have these ‘senses’ or odd times. We’ve lived around Pinkie for so many years no pony bothers trying to question the logic in it anymore.”

“You mean to tell me that Pinkie can randomly appear next to me on demand if she wants?!” Fluttershy leans away from me in fear and begins to use her mane as protection once more.

“Sorry… But seriously, that’s such an invasion of privacy. Being in the situations I have been I don’t appreciate it that she’s just able to appear next to me, she liable to get punched in the face out of reflex; or...worse.”

“What were you doing anyways,” she stops and turns red. “Um- that is if you don’t mind me asking that is?”

“I woke up today with next to nothing to do besides wandering around.”

“Oh, that... sounds- really boring…” she looks at me and practically whispers with a slight frown.

“Huh?”

“I said that sounds boring." she raises her voice raises ever so slightly, but quickly returns to an awkward silence.

"Can I ask you something Fluttershy?" she looks at me quietly and nods.

"I get how your name implies you are shy, but you don't seem it at all. Just an observation is all." once more she hides behind her mane but this time she's hiding a slight blush she fails to cover up with her mane.

"I-it's a long story- and I don't want to bother you with it." she looks away he wings folded tight to her sides.

"I can respect your decision, but I have an excess amount of time on my hands." Slowly she lays down beside my lap getting comfortable as she prepares to tell me her story.

"When I was a young filly I was made fun of because I wasn’t just unsociable but I failed a lot of my flight tests; I wasn't cut out for flying almost." she looks at the floor and closes her eyes.

"Take it some of the other students were less than polite." she slowly nods and continues her story.

"If I wasn't having my name made fun of, I was always being harassed by other students, who flew faster, even some who couldn’t fly much better than me had reason to make fun of me, At the time it seemed like everypony would participate in 'harass Fluttershy hour'." As I listen respectfully to her heartfelt story I place my hand on her neck trying to comfort her as her calm composure crumbles and she begins to whimper. Out of heartfelt sadness I gently lift her into my lap, wrapping my arms around her in a somewhat tight embrace, almost on instinct she wraps her hooves around me and stops crying. After a while we just sit in each others embrace I let go of her to see her maroon eyes her whites red from crying.

"Feeling a bit better?" She nods, I attempt to move her back, but she tightens her grip around me refusing to go back.

‘Ah just let the pony stay.’

"To even the playing field I'll let you in on some of the stuff I went through as a kid." unlike what I thought she'd do she lays her entire body over my legs and looks up at me with her ears perked up as she listens.

"When I was younger, I didn't get picked on by kids. At least not maliciously, that or I just never noticed; Probably both- either way, I was a hyper little brat. When I was about six years old there was this kid named Tie, at the time we weren't friends I had very little to actually call them a true friend; but one day there was a brawl with a kid named Michael Fawa- he was tormenting Tie pushing him around. Being me my mind instantly thought I should help him, without a care in the world and zero craps given," I pause momentarily looking at the now slightly worried Fluttershy.

"I intervened, by intervening- I pushed Michael away from Tie and it ended up costing me three of my front teeth, apparently he punched me square in the jaw. It also became apparent that the blow made me incredibly drowsy and nauseous; according to everyone around me, I spat my teeth out along with a lot of blood. The nearby teachers picked them up and took me to the nurse. From my perspective, everything was a blur, some muffled voices and people lifting me away. When I came back to the land of the living I found out Michael was expelled for violence and I got sent home with a note to my parents and my three teeth with cotton wedged in the gaps where they stood. To put it lightly I looked like hell." I give a cheeky smile to Fluttershy particularly revealing the three teeth in the lower right corner of my jaw that were once knocked free.

"Oh...my. So humans can also grow back teeth too?"

"Yeah, humans are born with two sets of teeth baby teeth and adult teeth."

"Ohhh, humans seem to be quite special as they get older."

“That is completely left to your discretion on what you define as “Special”,” I grin at the statement she lays her head down and asks me a question I didn't expect.

"W-would it be too much to ask for more stories?" I think about her question quietly for a moment before shrugging.

"I suppose so." her face lightens up to one of giddiness.

"I think I know of a few stories that will tickle your fancy."

"There was a time when I ran into a stationary object..."

After the better part of four hours of telling various stories to Fluttershy who had kept me company all day had fallen asleep as I told her a story of when I got to sit under the cover of stars; that night I was waiting for a particular meteor shower to arrive. As it turns out the pony on my lap had moved her entire body to my lap one of her wings is sprawled out over the side of the couch, the other covering the ponies face once again making me redefine the levels of cuteness possible. The only problem now is the peacefully sleeping Fluttershy has pinned me to the couch; with the gentlest of movements I move my arm from under the prison that is her body. However, notice the sun beginning to lower via the window’s light moving away from me, I look at my watch attached and look to find it is 18:09 (6:09PM).

Without a doubt it is definitely getting late and to not overstay my welcome I use my other hand, which is still under Fluttershy’s body and my newly freed hand, I lift the sleeping pony up ever so gently as not to wake her. As I move her, she stirs ever so slightly and adjusts by wrapping herself into a ball; making my way up the nearby stairs, I carry her in her own bed (at least I hope it is her room.) and wrap a blanket around her to keep her warm. Slowly I pull the covers over her, she coos and pulls them tight to her body, with a smile now permanently etched on my face I exit the room, making extra sure to close the door without incident as not to wake her. With the utmost care that rivals Seal Team 6 I walk down the stairs, making extra sure not to make a noise, however, one more thing stands in my way, and it comes in the shape of a little bunny blocking the door.

“Go on get out of here!” I motion for my hands for him to move, he stands strong and gives me a look of impatience, I weigh my options and I opt to step over him. Before I, even as I attempt to leave, he points at his food bowl which is now empty. Out of annoyance I give him a 'Are you serious right now look' and he taps his foot rapidly in annoyance. In defeat I throw my hands up in mock surrender as I step into the kitchen, It took some effort, but a brief search later I locate a bundle of carrots in a drawer without hesitation, I grab one and use my attached knife and slice it into much more sizable pieces for the bunny to munch on.

"Enjoy little guy." I whisper as I close my knife with a click as I step over him and out the door.

"Next stop… Twilight's place." I begin to walk over the bridge that connects to Fluttershys now darkened home to Ponyville.

The walk to Twilight’s wasn’t too much of a pain of course the occasional pony would walk down the same path, but every time they looked my direction I managed to hide behind something usually they would shrug it off and continue on their way. This happened a grand total of five times before I reached Twilight’s home within the center of the town. Granted, I could’ve just walked down the streets, but my conscious still says I should stay hidden for now. Quickly I knock on the library door, constantly looking over my shoulder, making absolutely sure no one has spotted me yet; that and I am making 110% sure that Pinkie doesn’t pop out of nowhere and surprise me again. After a while the library opens up to reveal Spike looking more than exhausted.

"Hey Spike- Is Twilight here?" He's so small I literally have to look down to make eye contact. It takes him a moment to contemplate a proper response.

"She's out getting some supplies. She said not to let in anyone today; guess it wouldn't hurt to let you in though, considering you two are friends."

"Huh, she considers me a friend? A complete alien being from the ordinary- that's actually really nice." Spike bows respectively, and gestures me to come in I carefully step around him and stretch out my back.

"So what kind of supplies?" I take a seat on the couch looking at the shelves of books now cleaned and ordered.

"She mentioned something about food and writing material." he gestures to Twilight's unusually empty desk.

"Can I ask you something?"

‘What's with everyone and questions today...’ Spike walks over to a bookshelf pushing a ladder over he climbs it retrieving a particularly small book.

"Sureee, what is it?" I clasp my hands into a ball.

"Remember when you stopped by during our organization day?," he opens the book briefly, I look at the cover and nod. "Well, while I was putting books in alphabetical order back, I sometimes read them and I read this book it mentioned some info on human philosophy. We aren’t Canterlot archives, but we have some information or… at least some mythological information about your kind."

"Interesting, I'm assuming you are wanting me to confirm if it is true or not?" I raise an eyebrow in curiosity at what it could hold. Spike simply nods as he clears his throat before reciting some information from the book.

"It states that during that time humans were going extinct, no more than 400 survived around the world; all of which either died of a bad sickness that caused their skin to practically melt off or left sores." I stop him there knowing exactly what killed them.

"Firstly, it isn’t a sickness. It's a man made source known as Radiation Poisoning. Humans can withstand very little of it before getting the sickness- too much we die a very slow and painful death." I think back to the nuclear fallout; ash fluttering in the breeze like snow.

'Is it possible I was radiated as well...' I put my hand to my head a new problem arising.

"You ok?" he sets the book down and climbs to the top of the wooden coffee table in front of me.

"I'm fine Spike." I roll my hand into a fist to give him a reassuring fist bump, unsurprisingly he looks at me confused.

"You are supposed to return the gesture by bumping my fist." His eyes lighten up and he copies my motion and bumps my fist.

"Awesome! I learned a gesture from an ancient being!" he looks like he’s truly accomplished something monumental.

"Not helping me by making fun of my age. I’m not that old at all Spike." he stops immediately.

"Wait... how old are you then?" He hops down from the coffee table and returns the book to the shelf.

"In reality, minus the 2000 years I've been locked away; I'm only 24 years old- still very much young. Thank you..." Spike looks at me like I'm crazy.

"T-Twilight is only 21!"

"Trying to say something?" I give him a smug look.

'Try digging yourself out of this one spike...' I think manically in my head as he tries to frantically regain his thoughts.

"No! Eh, no, sorry. I didn't mean -" I stop him when he starts hearing me laughing maniacally.

"Dude, I was kidding, relax." I put my feet up crossing them over each other.

"Oh...ha..haaa..." he nervously scratches behind his head. Almost expectantly he looks at the door, which squeaks open with a very weighed down Twilight. Being me, I get up off my ass and grab a few of the sacks from her magical grip causing her to wince in surprise. Her eyes shrank to pinpricks as she realizes it's me.

'That's not the face of I'm happy to see you.'

"Evening, Twilight." I take the bags over to her kitchen table setting them down.

"Spike! I thought I told you not to let people in tonight!” she looks at spike, pure anger in her irises as she sets the other bags down.

“B-but I thought he was the exception!” He returns with an equal tone that vaguely matches her own.

“Yes of course, if it was a normal night, but tonight is really busy and I have important things I need to attend and arrange!” my eyes shift to the mare and back to the dragon.

“OUI! I’m right here... Stop talking like I don’t exist,” they both stop and look at me quietly.

“Good… If you two are done bickering like an old married couple I’d like a job of sorts, unpaid or paid I don't care so long as I can do ANYTHING.” I cross my arms.

“I’m sorry…” she quietly lands with a thud on the floor looking down.

“Why are you apologizing to me? I’m only stopping you two from fighting.” I sit down on the floor in front of her, oddly enough even sitting down I’m taller than she is.

“Yeah… I know that, but I really shouldn’t have let my anger get the best of me.”

“I would say it’s the human thing to do… and then I realized just what kind of reality, I’m in right now.” Suddenly Spike bursts out laughing, falling backwards into a fit of laughter, I look at Twilight who now has a look of confusion. I put my hand over my face a big grin on my face and begin to laugh with spike. It wasn’t long before Twilight looks between us both.

“WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?!” she shouts causing us both to immediately stop laughing and look at her quietly. Calmly, I stand up now towering over her by several feet.

“I think the question is… Why aren’t you?” she shakes her head and walks past me, she looks over her shoulder and uses her tail and literally whips my chest causing me to flinch in pain. I shake my head and think over what just happened.

“OWWW!” I rub the spot where her tail struck me, lifting up my shirt I see a red spot now forming.

‘Does the saying, “Don’t mess with the bull you get the horns" still apply? Or should I chalk this up to “Don’t mess with the unicorn or you get the horn?”’

'Either way...duly noted...'

“Gah... Really Twilight. All I was going to ask if there anything I can do around here instead of sitting around on my thumbs?” I walk over to Twilight who is currently sorting through her groceries.

“I wasn’t expecting you to come by at all today.” She levitates some capsules of ink and parchment paper and stacks them on her desk over so gently making sure they are exactly lined up.

‘And I thought I was OCD…’

“Fine… If you want something to do, I could use a hoof unloading the groceries.”

“Alright, simple enough.” I walk over to the remaining bags next to the door and lift them to the kitchen, reaching in I find that just about everything is vegetables and fruits respectfully abiding by theses ponies typical diets, I can say already tell now that this is going to not only take time to adjust to, but also probably cause medical problems later.

It is sort of fun to find that most fruits that Twilight seems to like are also ones I enjoy myself back when everyone was around; fruits such as Pineapples, Apples, Oranges, hell, even Mangos are a common mix in this bag and this kept on for more than five minutes one after another I kept reaching into the bag. One after another almost in a damn pattern, it's lettuce, tomato, random fruit stacked. With the stack of fruit and vegetables getting extremely large I'm beginning to question this bag.

“Twilight what the hell is with this bag?”

“What about it?”

“I've been unpacking the same damn bag for five freaking minutes. And I can still feel more fruit in here and my arm is all the way in.”

“The bags are enchanted to hold more than you see.”

“Oh... Ok, if you don’t mind, I think I'm going to go and plunge my head into the lake and hope I wake up in the right reality. Did you seriously just say you enchanted this simple bag with a spell that makes it hold more?!”

“Yes, you seriously have a lot to learn about us.”

“Then why does my reaction always seem to surprise you?” I cross my arms a scowl across my face.

“Why do you bother reacting to anything at all?” She retorts a scowl crosses her muzzle for the longest time we stare at each other waiting one another to make a move.

"Touché." I break the silence and begin to laugh maniacally shortly followed by Twilight.

“Ah- you ponies are gonna drive me insane; I think I will fit in perfectly in this world the sarcasm never left it!” I reach into the bag and pull out the remaining supplies, of course with Twilight always keeping her eyes on me. There is no denying it when I wonder why she is acting so odd tonight. Despite this and all the shit I give her, she still has the somewhat “sweeter” side of her. However, all of these events only led to my advantage, turns out most of Equestria knows about electricity and has advanced to an extent; still looks as if they won’t be ever will be anyways. I mean, who needs a phone when you can just go POOF and send a message instantly and messages aren’t lost… well as far as Twilight cares to tell me anyways.

This is also not limited to owning a fridge, toaster, and other various essentials that the average human would use- Twilight being herself, even has a coffee machine for those long study nights. Overall the night went well in my opinion; despite all of this interesting stuff this newly rebuilt planet has to offer, Twilight was hell bent on making me talk about the past and their similarities and differences – luckily I managed to shrug off most of the questions by either changing the subject or just simply shrugging the question off entirely, much to my amusement she acted just like a little kid would who didn’t get their way in a Lego store.

"So...What was a typical day for you like?" She walks past me levitating some ink to a storage cupboard.

"Just an ordinary lifestyle. Wake up report in and go on with my life, carry out orders if I had to."

"That's really vague!" She pouts in annoyance.

"I could ask why you whipped me with your tail and receive an equally vague answer." She looks at me with her purple eyes quivering, for the briefest of moments I can't resist the urge to tell her. Falling on my Marine training I remain strong.

"Not gonna work on me Twilight, trying that trick on me- I may be new here, but I grew up with a sibling who pulled the same card."
"Horse Apples!" She stomps her hooves and returns to her task, leaving me to do a victory lap in my head. It wasn't before long that Twilight's clock begins ringing signifying it's midnight.Spike being one step ahead of me went to bed for his so called “dragon nap”, (guy sleeps more than I did when I was a kid.) eventually I wave good night to Twilight and begin my walk back, before anything I think about my options- two clear options presenting themselves.

A – sleep in my ready to collapse home, or B – sleep on the softest pile of dirt I can find. Before I can decide either I hear the familiar sound of hooves running full gallop towards me, turning around I see Twilight charging at me full speed.

'Looks like Twilight has different ideas for us tonight...' Not even five minutes out of Ponyville she’s hauling ass straight towards me and what appears to be a scroll floating behind her closely.

“oH DEAR GOD!” she leaps towards me and tackles me to the ground.

“Oh, thank Celestia you didn’t make it out of Ponyville!” she has her eyes locked with mine for the briefest of moments before she realizes she’s got all four of her hooves imbedded into my chest.

“C-can’t bbbbreaaath.” I groan in pain she immediately gets the picture, and gets off of me, her horn, lights up a dark shade of pink as her magic lifts me upright and against the stone railing on the bridge.

“The crap is wrong with you Twilight?! A simple yell would have sufficed!” I have a slight coughing fit from where she knocked the wind out of me.

“I’m so sorry, Really, I am but I forgot that I needed to do something tonight and with the way things are going in Ponyville with moving here recently myself, I have to take on responsibilities I’m just stressed; but part of the point I need to get you to a location very soon or we will be late!.”

“Late fo-“ she levitates my entire body onto my feet and pushes me along.

“No questions till we get there.”

“But.”

“No.”

“Come on” I plead with the unicorn.

“Neigh” she shoves me with her magic I comply and she leads me out of Ponyville under the light of the moon.

“THAT’S NOT EVEN FAIR!” I shout in protest.

“Shhhh.” With this we continue on our way to God knows where, all I know is I’m getting more tired by the moment and moving farther and farther away from anything… even the soft pile of dirt that was beckoning me to sleep on.

'DAMN YOU INFERNAL PONIES!!!'