When three little fillies materialize in the middle of your living room...

by PonyFromSpace

2. Three lost foals and a not so very helpful best friend.

2. Three lost foals and a not so very helpful best friend.

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"Waaaah!", I screamed.
Peter grabbed my shoulder.
"I think she broke your nose", he said, way too calm.
"I know, make it stop hurting!"
"How would I do that?"
"Just, something, stop just standing there and try to catch those fillies!"
"Catch the fillies? Dude, don't you get how amazing this is?"
"She broke my nose!"
"She's an intelligent equus, Jeffrey!"
"She's a cartoon character and she broke my nose!"

Peter sighed.
"I'm right here, you know", Scootaloo said, from inside the closet.
I grabbed a piece of paper from the kitchen and tried to catch the blood.
"Scootaloo, that's not at all nice of you!", I yelled.
"You're the one trying to catch me!", was her answer.
Her voice sounded almost robotic, from inside the closet.
"I didn't mean actually 'catch' you", I said.

The bleeding seemed to stop. I poked the bridge of my nose.
"Aah! The agony!"
"Gosh, you almost sound like my sister", Sweetie Belle said, from somewhere in a closet above my head.
How did she get in there anyway?
"Rarity?", Peter asked.
"What? How do you know her name?", Sweetie Belle called out.
Her voice was also muted.
I saw images of Sweetie Bot running through my head.

"How do you know her name?", Sweetie Belle repeated.
Peter gave me a regretful glance.
I gave him a punch on the shoulder.
"Good job man, the CMC appears in my living room and now, we have to break it to them that they are cartoon characters FROM THE FIRST GO!"
"Cartoon characters hey? Yep, this guy's nuts", Scootaloo said.
"Nuts? You know what? I'll show you I'm right!", I said.
I was stupid enough to make the same mistake I had made before:
I opened Scootaloo's hiding spot.

"Aaaah, not the nose agin!"
Peter pulled me back.
Scoots stuck her head out of the closet.
"First rule: stay at least one meter away from us", she said.
"It's my house!", I protested.
Peter didn't back me up.
He made a formal bow and said: "We except your rule."
"You can come out now, guys, I've got these weirdos wrapped around my hoof", Scoots said.

Sweetie Belle came out, hesitant.
"Awww, you hurt the poor thing!", Sweetie said.
She trotted towards me and did, wait, was she PETTING me?

"Poor little guy, hmm, Scootaloo is being a meanie isn't she?"
Scootaloo turned her eyes.
I turned my eyes.

"Really, Sweetie Belle, no need for that, I'm quite fine."
"If she's being mean to you again, I'm here!", she answered.
"Thanks, I guess..."
"Sweetie Belle, you just met the guy. He's an alien. He's creepy", Scoot protested.
"Uh, actually, ain't we the aliens nah?", Apple Bloom came out of nowhere.
"Apple Bloom, why are you vibrating?", Scootaloo asked.
"My hiding spot was really, really cold."

I gazed at where she'd come from.
"Yeah, that's a refrigerator", Peter said.
Apple Bloom frowned.
"Refrigerators don't look like that!"
It was a horizontal refrigerator.
You know, those that consist of one white container with buttons on the side.

"I suppose the refrigerators in your world look different."
Apple Bloom kept trembling.
"They sure are cold", she said.
"Need a blanket?", Peter asked.
"Yes please", she answered.
Scootaloo frowned.
"That is a lot of hospitality for aliens who's house we broke into."
"Well, we know you better then you think we do", Peter said.
"Riiight, with us being cartoons and all", a rather sarcastic Scootaloo said.

I walked to the laptop and picked an old CMC episode.
I chose the one where they met.
"Take a look here", I said.
The three gathered up in front of my laptop.
I poured in a glass of cola for each.
Aah, sweet caffeine.

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Twenty minutes of silence.

Sweetie Belle was horrified.
"You've been watching us all this time?"
Apple Bloom's face was grim.
"That is, creepy?"

An awkward silence followed.

I took a sip from my cola.
Aah, caffeine.
"Am I the only pony here who's excited?", Scootaloo suddenly uttered.
"Excahted? What for?", Apple Bloom asked.

She frowned again. Man, ponies frowning are weird.
Two way too big eyes in a way too big head.
Weird, but still hella cute.

Scootaloo jumped up on the coffee table.
She knocked over my glass of cola.
Nooo, caffeine!

"Don't you get it, we're like super famous here!
We can get our cutiemarks in being celebrities!", she exclaimed, "It'll be so awesome!"

I shared a worried look with Peter.
"Uh, Scootaloo?"
"Yeah?"
"I don't think that's such a good idea", I said.
"Huh?"
"See, our species is called 'human' and humans are dangerous."

Scootaloo burst into laughter.
I watched as my precious drink poured over the floor.
"Dangerous? You have got to be kidding me. You're no match for me!"
That hurt a bit.
I had been in numerous fights.
I had been on the edge of death more than I could count,
and now, this pegasus filly was shoving the fact SHE BEAT ME UP down my throat.
I sighed.

"I might not be a threat, but I can assure you others are."
Scootaloo hopped into the sofa.
"Let's see, then. Blunt teeth, little patch of hair, no claws, no hooves, no wings, no horns... Nope, can't find anything dangerous."
"Hey, stop making fun of him, Scoot, you almost sound like Diamond Tiara!", Sweetie Belle said.
"I'm not making fun of him, I'm just pointing it out!"

Apple Bloom was strangely quiet.
She was staring at her glass. Sad.
"Are you okay?", I asked.
She looked up at me.
"Will... will I ever see Applejack again? And Big Mac? And Granny Smith?", she asked.

It hit me. Right in the face.
Seeing Apple Bloom like this, on the verge of crying, hit me harder than any kick Scootaloo could've performed (although I'd rather not test).
I wanted to console her, but I didn't know anything to say.

Peter picked up his glass and drank his cola.
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle kept on fighting about whether I was being bullied or not.
Apple Bloom was crying.

Yep, I must've been having a mental breakdown.
John De Lancie didn't exactly make me feel any better.

"Hi there, kids!", the actor's voice sounded.
It came from my computer.
Of course, when I looked at the screen, I didn't see the actual John De Lancie.

"Discord?", Peter stumbled.
"The one and only!", the dragonequus smiled.
"Discord! Please, get us back!", Apple Bloom said.
Discord pondered the idea.
"Sorry, I can't", he said.
"Wait, wut now?", Sweetie exclaimed.
"Why not?", Apple Bloom asked.
Sweetie Belle took the glass of cola, hesitated at the brown content, but then drank it anyway.

"I said I'd give you a way to other dimensions, I didn't say I could get you back!", the dragonequus laughed.
"Weren't you supposed to be, I don't know, reformed?", Peter asked.
The dragonequus nickered.
"Reformed? You guys really take things way too serious!"
"But, why?", Apple Bloom lost hope.
"Do I need a reason, dear?", the Discord exclaimed, "I am the lord of chaos!"
"So, we'll never see Rarity again?", it finally seeped in with Sweetie Belle.
"Or Rainbow Dash?", Scoot continued.

Discord put his finger on the close button of the currently open episode screen. He opened google and typed in "MLP: FiM"
After that, he opened his arms wide.
"Here they are, folks, you can watch them as much as you want!"
"Please, Discord, this is mean!", Sweetie Belle screamed.
Discord sighed.
"Well, Celestia told me bad deeds can be forgiven through good deeds, so I'll give you two gifts."
He lifted two fingers on his lion paw.
I felt my nose tingle.
Peter stared at me in disbelief.
"It's no longer broken! This is amazing!", he shouted.
"Seriously, Peter? Three fillies teleport into my house, a dragonequus hijacks your computer and you get excited over my NOSE?!"
Discord frowned.
"Don't mind them, they're silly", Scootaloo said.
Point well taken, little filly.

"Now what was the second favour?", she asked.
Sweetie Belle dropped the last drop of cola down her throat.
"Good advice", Discord said.
"What advice?"
The lord of chaos pointed towards Sweetie Belle.
"Don't drink that stuff."

He disappeared with a poof.
Peter looked at Sweetie Belle as if she could turn into a minotaur.
Instead, she started vibrating.
"Sweetie Belle?", Apple Bloom was concerned.

"This stuff is great, I want to drink more, can I have more? Oh my, this tastes good. Was that Discord? What's that thing? Why are we in a show? Ooh, a fly! Buzz buzz buzz. Hey, what did Discord say? I forgot. Buzz buzz. Weeee! Can I have some more? That thing is bright! Oooooh, look at my hoooves! Why is Discord being evil? Can I have cupcakes? I love cupcakes! Discord said something bad, didn't he? I don't want bad. Rarity, I want to see Rarity, buzz buzz, I want cupcakes! Cutiemark Crusaders! Yaay!"
It took her ten seconds to spill this all out.

"Eh, Sweetie Belle?", Apple Bloom repeated.
"Buzz buzz"
Caffeine. You big bastard.

"Ooookaaay, I've had enough for today, I'll see you tomorrow!", Peter said.
"Where do you think you're going?", I asked.
"My parents expect me home before six, so, yeah, I gotta go."

I looked at the three fillies, all close to bursting into crying, one of them vibrating heavily.
"Really? You'll just hop off after a day like this?"
"Yeah!", Peter ran outside.
"Good a friend you are!", I shouted.

I sat down with a sigh.
Apple Bloom walked towards me.
"Sorry for ruining yer day, sir, we'll be off then..."
"Off to where?", I asked.
"Ah, ah don't know sir."
"Look, Apple Bloom, no need to apologise. I'll help you as much as I can. Tell me everything in the morning, okay?"
"In the morning?", she asked.
"Yeah, in the morning. It's late, we're all tired and I think we all need some sleep. I'll ready the couch for you."
"I'm not tired at all!", Sweetie Belle buzzed.
"No, but you need to, eh, bounce off the nerves a bit."
"Ah can't sleep with Sweetie Belle jumping around like that!", Apple Bloom complained.
"Fine! You can have my room, I'll sleep on the couch and monitor Sweetie Belle."

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When I tucked them in, I couldn't help but smile and stare at them for a second.
Call it creepy, call it weird, call it whatever you want, but I was happy to see the beuatiful little beings sleep.

After I'd tucked them in, I made sure the front door was locked and jammed, so mom wouldn't get in.
I lay down in the couch and pulled the blanket over my belly.
"Thank, buzz, you kind sir! I like it when ponies are kind! And cute!", Sweetie Belle said.
"Eh, sure, good night", I answered.
"And I like cupcakes! And muffins and candy and sugar and cookies and...."
This was going to be a long night.
I wondered if Pinkie Pie discovered cola in Equestria somehow.

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Comments

[PonyFromSpace]

4043617 Thanks! I'm trying hard to make it work.

[chrismonteith]

epic. very well done buddy

[Infinty Blade Brony]

Lesson number one:
Don't give Sweetie coke a cola.