Chapter 17
Epilogue
Three Weeks Later
Emerging from a restful sleep and pleasant dreams of home and familiar yet exotic places far from it, Declan Shay let out an almighty yawn. His body briefly felt like butter as the boy stretched to and fro, then catapulted himself onto two feet.
Declan rubbed his eyes with a small smile as he collected his glasses off the nightstand beside him. Putting the bifocals on, he blinked as his eyes quickly adjusted to the sunlight filtering in, then he peered at his clock. The digital face read seven o’clock; right on the dot. Declan felt his lips curl into a smile as the alarm finally went off, but with no sleeper to disturb.
The pinging was swiftly silenced, and Declan let out a chuckle to himself. “A day passes in Equestria, and only a moment here, and here I am beating my alarm. Man, time is weird…”
As he spoke, the boy padded his way over to his dresser, maneuvering around his rogue soccer ball that had somehow taken up an inconvenient section of the floor overnight. He quickly chose his distinct green-dominated ensemble from each drawer and set about his morning routine.
After a shower and with his outfit donned for the day, Declan headed downstairs, where his parents were busy around the kitchen and a third person was seated at the dining table. They were concealed behind a tall opened newspaper with a steaming mug of dark coffee in front of them, but Declan could already tell who it was, and his smile only grew.
Most of the table was already set for breakfast.
“Good morning kiddo!” Harvey Shay greeted his son with a smile, glancing up from the sink as he rinsed bacon grease out of a skillet.
Rebecca Shay shared Harvey’s radiant smile as she forked some bacon onto a plate with freshly buttered toast and scrambled eggs. “Good morning, Declan. I was just about to call you down,” she chuckled, “but it looks like you magically beat me to it, sweetie.”
“Mark me, honey, I think our son here might be the next Houdini, or Penn and Teller,” Harvey laughed, leaning towards Rebecca’s ear conspiratorially and causing her to arch a brow.
Declan shook his head sharply, and happily bolted to his empty seat at the table beside the newspaper reader while his mom and dad did the same. “Sorry, Mom and Dad, but no magic to it this time, I’m afraid. Just the smell of your exquisite cooking.” Harvey chuckled with pride and Rebecca now had both eyebrows arched, impressed at her son. Declan smiled sheepishly. “A friend or two of mine have quite the descriptive vocabularies; the bigger words kind of rub off on you after a while, what can I say?”
“I’ll take exquisite over ‘cool” or ‘happenin’ any day, myself,” Grandpa Shay remarked, finally lowering the newsprint and revealing his wisened yet sunny features. “Good magical morning, Scamp!” He gave Declan a wink.
“Hey, good mornin’ Grandpa!” Declan replied in between forkfuls of egg and bacon, returning a smile as golden as the eggs.
“Goodness Declan, you’re going to end up eating the plate and the entire table at this rate,” Harvey commented while Rebecca struggled not to spit out her orange juice from a giggling fit.
“‘Eh, but he looks like he could take on the world, couldn’t he son?” Grandpa Shay replied. “That’s some aura of confidence you got about yourself there, Declan. You’re positively glowing.”
“Aw, thanks, Gramps.” Declan grinned. Grandpa Shay gave the boy a second wink before taking a sip of coffee and returning to his newspaper.
“You have certainly changed a lot these past weeks, Declan,” his mother observed. “Any particular reason?”
Declan glanced away with a knowing smile. “Oh, you know… just following the advice of some friends of mine,” he replied. His smile then became warm as he thought of seven certain somebodies. “Really good friends…”
The Shays soon finished the remainder of their breakfast and before he knew it, Declan was already on his way to school with backpack in tow. The morning passed by like most ordinary days, pleasant, productive, if a little dull at times. He never told his parents or his school friends about his experiences in the strange new world of Equestria, those memories were important to him and he wanted to keep them to himself.
But at recess, however, Declan’s experience from Equestria and his newfound friends really began to show. After two rounds of cops and robbers, a few other games, and one epic bout of King of the Hill Dodgeball during what the teachers were calling “a surprise extended free day for outstanding academic performance and attendance school-wide,” Declan received many remarks from friends and fellow classmates about his more than average confidence and surprising “tactical awesomeness.”
In all, the team under Declan’s leadership won the first round of Cops and Robbers, emerged victorious in all instances of freeze tag, and all but crushed the opposition in King of the Hill Dodgeball for a grand finish to the recreation before everyone headed to lunch with either bragging rights, or just a growling belly.
After lunch and another period of recess, school was nearly out and it was time to pack up for home. At the moment, Declan was waving goodbye to some of his friends, who were currently leaving.
“Ok, see you guys later!” he called out before they left. He also began to leave also.
While making his way down his school’s cavernous front entry hall, Declan noticed an open, vacant janitor’s closet, and his eyes practically glowed with intent. Taking a quick glance around to make sure the coast was clear, which it surprisingly was, Declan slinked into the narrow room.
Declan then lifted up the Emperor’s gem, which he kept under his vest and smiled. As it faintly glowed in response to his touch, the boy smirked.
“Alright Emperor’s Gem, you know the drill; Sugarcube corner, table for eight.” Declan smiled before the Gem, along with his body glowed before dissipating into green light and vanishing once more, leaving behind an entirely inconspicuous janitor’s closet in his wake.
Fin
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Wonderful job, my friend.
I hope there will be a sequel.
6656465 Thanks, that means a lot
I like it because the way it is looks and sounds epic
6859940 Thank you. I'm hoping it also ranks up with all the other great human in equestria fics or the pony adopt human fics
Please it need's a sequel dosen't need to be long
7490281 I'm actually making a sequel series to it as we speak, it's just about done, though I'm worried some might not like it...
7490354 don't worry about what they think as long as you are happy im happy *brohoff*
Wonderful story hope you do well on the sequel
7947021 Thanks
Sequel done?
8916137
No one. Its a diarchy. Luna and Celestia rule together.
9092625
Exactly
9097465
you are actually blind
9097585
No. The description literally says that Equestria girls never happened yet you still comment about it happening and I was being sarcastic.
9098552
Do I appear to be a fucking five year old to you?
9098601
1. Again, do I look like I'm five to you? I know how to be fucking nice. I just prefer not to be nice to you. Can you not fucking see that?
2. You ignore them and instead sic all your followers on me thru your blogs, where you are in your safe-zone.
3. I'm not a hornet. ????
9098624
1.
-You
2. Why? Because I don't like you.
9098624
Buddy. You missed something in the description, it was an honest mistake, it happens. I've completely missed the most obvious of details countless times, it's a very human thing to do. Calling you blind for that may be a bit rude, but it is absolutely not bullying. You gotta be able to take a comment like that on the chin and not spin things into a huge fight. All you did was miss a detail in the description, and all he did was point it out. Chillax.
9100267
Well, again, all he did was point out your mistake. You commented on a public forum and he replied, that's not bullying. You arent being harassed, you escalated this beyond an innocuous comment into a fight. If you'd said "oh, I missed that, my mistake," none of this would have happened.
9100278
Well, sometimes people on the internet don't do that. You HAVE to be emotionally durable enough to handle someone lightly insulting you like saying "you're blind" from time to time. I have no other answer for you. You need to de-escalate, not turn a light little jab into a fight.
9100293
He was banned for this comment and told to stop harassing you. Nothing in this exchange here constitutes harassment, so, he's abiding by what he was told. This one's on you.
9100308
We've had this conversation before. If you want to have it again, let's do it over PM. This isn't the place to debate every aspect of site policy.
sequel?
Yo! I remember reading this!.. That was some time ago, though... Autumn of 2015, maybe?.. Or 2016... Can't recall...
It was definitely before 2018.
Shall we reread this?
10597670
But still! His appendages are clearly not hooves.
Also Spike has claws instead of fingers. So I think, Spike would say "shake my hand"... Not "shake my claw" -- which for a human would mean "shake my finger"
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Note: no later, than in May of 2016, did I read this! Amazing, isn't it? Ah, just look at those times!.. Fiction looked... new?.. Oh, back in those days!..