THUD! I hit the ground once more in the same spot it was last three times. As I looks left and right for any other life threatening… things, I head on back to the town.
After about ten seconds of walking, a bouncing pink ball starts heading my way, followed by two other balls, an orange and a purple. Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle, another of their friends, I presume.
“Hello again.” I say, closing more of the distance, “See? Perfectly fine.”
“Intriguing,” Twilight Sparkle says, getting about five inches from my face, “What makes you come back to life, just like that?”
“Well,” I begin, “I don’t…”
“Cool!” Pinkie interrupts, bouncing on top of me, “Your body just, like, disappeared! And POOF! You’re back here!”
“As I was saying,” I pick up, coaxing her off my chest, “I don’t know why I have never ending life, I just do. Everyone from Minecraft does. And this is?” I say, suggesting the newest addition to the conversation.
“Ahm AppleJack, Ah work at Sweet Apple Acres with mah older brother, Big MacinTosh, mah little sis, Applebloom, and mah grandma, Granny Smith. Terribly sorry ‘bout the barrles. Big Mac and Ah were justa cartin’ them there apple juice down to tha market for sellin’. Yer name is?”
“I am Steve, from Minecraft. Pleased to make you’re acquaintance, AppleJack. Now, what is the name of this town and planet?” I inquired, reaching the town for the second time.
“This is Ponyville in the great land of Equestria.” Twilight Sparkle explained. “We live a pretty peaceful life here, but there are the occational things that we have to do, like defeat a god of chaos. What is Minecraft like?”
“LOOK OUT!” A screaming Pegasus yelled at us, everyone but me avoided the cyan pony’s crash, hitting me, a bench, and then finally, a tree. Groaning, I crawled out from under the Pegasus’s body while she tried hard to get her head out of the tree.
“Need help?” I ask, grasping her hind legs. “That was quite a crash,” I said, wincing at the slight pain, “I would know, seeing how I was in it.” Freeing her, she shook he head, and turned to face me.
“Wow, hehe, I’m sooooo sorry.” She said,finally facing me, “I didn’t mean to…to…Uh. Who are you?”
“I am…”
“His name is Steve!” Pinkie interrupted,bouncing up and down in her normal manner. “He’s not from here, Rainbow!
“You don’t say.” The pony said, eyeing me suspiciously. Finalizing that I meant no harm to her, or he friend, she said, “I’m Rainbow Dash. I see you’ve met Pinkie, Twi, and AJ.”
“Nice to meet you Rainbow Dash.” I said, extending my left hand and fully examining her. She had a cyan blue coat with a rainbow colored mane/tail.
Taking it in her hoof, she said, “Call me Dash.”
Walking down to the town center, we stopped at some places. We went to see if Big Macintosh had gotten the barrels of juice to the market okay, to find only one broke. We stopped by a place called Sugar Cube Corner so Pinkie could return to work. Dash had flown out to a place called Cloudsdale to make sure the weather schedule was right, and returned in the quickest fashion I’ve ever seen. Last, we stopped by the library so Twilight could get a book.
Finally getting to the town center, AppleJack said, “Oh shoot! Ah forgot that Ah was supposed to help harvest the zap apples today! Gotta run guys!” And she darted down to Sweet Apple Acres.
“Ah,” Twilight sighed, “always working. She never takes a break if there is work to be done or if she made a promise to someone. That is probably her best quality. Anyways, let me introduce you to the other ponies.”
After walking for about half a mile, we approached the edge of the woods and a little cottage on the edge. I gave a shudder looking at the woodlands remembering my last visit to it during the middle of the night.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK! Twilight knocked on the door on the cottage door. “Fluttleshy! Are you there? I brought company!” She spoke through the door, “Fluttershy, open up!”
“He-hello?” the door opened just so far that the small voice could easily past through to be heard, but no one could be seen through it. “Twilight, you know I start Spring cleaning today. Angel gets angry if I don’t stay on schedule.” as if called, a small white bunny hopped through the door, opening it wide enough to see the pony inside. She was about all the other ponies’ height, with a yellow coat and long pink mane/tail.
“Fluttershy, come on out and meet our new friend.” Twilight gestured for her to exit the cottage with her hoof. “He isn’t from here.”
“Nice to make your…” I started.
“AH!” Fluttershy exclaimed. She dove back into the cottage before she was drug back out by the bunny who I presumed was Angel.
“Nice to make your aquaintance?” I said, slowly extending my hand towards her.
“Hi.” She said softly, looking away fom me. I lowered my hand while she continued, “I-I’m Fluttershy. I tend to the woodland critters around here. Wh-Where are you from?” She spoke in such a soft voice, I had to strain to just barely hear her. They don’t call her Fluttershy for nothing, do they?
“I’m from Minecraft.” I said, noticing she had wings. A Pegasus. “I just got here to Equestria and I’m trying to find my way back.”
“We are about to leave to meet up with Rarity, want to come Fluttershy? You two can get aquainted more on the way.” Twilight explained. I didn’t know who Rarity was, probably another one of Twilight’s friends.
“Okay.” Fluttershy said, in a voice that could be heard with ease. “Angel, I’ll finish cleaning when I get back, okay?”
We walked back to the main square of Ponyville. Heavy dubstep music and multicolored lights streamed from a house nearby. As we approached, I heard two female voices argueing over the volume of the music. One was debating it wasn’t loud enough (oh Notch), and the other, with a more sophisticated sounding accent, was complaining that it was WAY too loud. Twilight knocked on the door, loud. A white unicorn with a spiky, electric blue mane, and purple glasses answered the door.
“Sparkle!” The pony exclaimed, “Wanna join in on the party?”
“No thanks, Vinyl. I’m just here to tell you that Octavia is right, back the wub wub off some please?” Twilight replied.
“YES.” I concurred, a little louder that expected.
“Told you!” A pony from inside the house said, guessing that it was Octavia. “I told you it was too loud. And totally not the right genre in my opinion.” She said, approaching the door.
“Fine.” Vinyl said, defeated. “But you owe my for this. You told me when we got this house together that my music could be loud.”
“Within good reason, Scratchy.” Octavia replied, rubbing her muzzle across Vinyl’s. “How about we can get the parts for that dishwasher you saw in The Wub. They continued the conversation back into the house. Reaching a fancy house, I saw a small white cat exit it through a cat door in the front.
“We’re here.” Twilight announced, stopping at the door. Knocking on it she said, “Rarity? Are you home? I brought a visitor.”
“Meow.” The cat said with disintrest, walking back inside. A few seconds later, a voice approached the door.
“Twilight,” The voice complained, “I was in the middle of my latest masterpiece. I call it…” She stopped when she saw me.
“Hello.” I said, used to the way the ponies reacted to me when they saw me. “I’m Steve. Nice to meet you Rarity.”
“Hello.” She said, uncertainly. “Hello Fluttershy. How have you been?”
“Fine.” Fluttershy replied, back in her soft voice. “You were saying that you called your latest masterpiece what?”
“Oh! Come in, come in! I’ll show you” Rarity ushered us in to a model of a pony wearing long elegant dress. The cat was playing with the tassels that held the cape thing on the back. “Opalessence! No. I’ve told you not to mess wit my art work.” She shooed the cat, Opalessence, away from the dress. “Anyways, I call it Luna Midnight.”
The dress had the pattern of the night sky, and when the fabric moved, it seemed like the stars and galaxies rose and fell ith the movements of the fabric, like a bobber in the water.
“Princess Luna’s Gala dress, I presume?” Twilight asked.
“Oh yes. I’m starting Princess Celestia’s in the morning.” Rarity proved. I saw Opalessence walking near me, so I reached down to pet it. It hissed at me and started clawing my face. Forgeting I had low hearts from Dash hitting me, it didn’t take much for me to fall down, near death. The last thing I heard was “Are you okay?”.
Game Over.