When my other, younger self-had facepalmed so hard that nearly gave him a concussion, I chuckled, “Sorry, I was only joking. I already know what I’ve turned into; I was just messing with ya.”
He glared at me, “But you still haven’t answered my question, how long are you going to stay here?”
“Until one of the Princesses figure out that I’m gone,” I waved my left wrist around for an hourglass watch to appear. “Which I’m guessing that they’ll realize it within a few days at least, not that I’m complaining. After all, when you’re a spirit as old as a universe, you tend to crave something new. And this, dear me, is a brand, off the assembly line of a fanfic writer new!”
“Fanfic writer?”
“Yeah, the one that’s writing our lines as we speak.”
Hey! Leave me out of this!
“Okay, fine,” I grumbled at the ceiling, “If you insist Mr. I’m-just-making-this-up-as-I-go.”
I looked back at my double, he blinked, “You mean that you hear him too?”
“Eventfully, you just learn how to ignore him, anyway, back to the story. As I was saying, this is a new experience for me since I already know everything about my universe. But here, it’s all new. There’s much to see, and countless possibilities to have some fun!”
“Will that such possibility includes you taking my medicine again?” he asked.
“Trust me, I’ve already learned my lesson the last time. As it turns out, I was wrong, when you went cuckoo, your work was sloppy.” I put a finger under my new jaw, “I wonder why though.”
“Look, we can’t stay here for long,” he said, “Eventually, someone is going to come in and find out that there are two of us. We really should get going.”
“Very good!” I clapped my hands, both in delight and to summon a bicycle where the front wheel is smaller than the back one. “Where do you have in mind?”
He looked at his watch as I started moving down the hall. “Since it’s time for dinner and getting a bit late to cook anything, let’s head over to my home for the night.”
Now my curiosity has been peaked. I immediately changed the inconvenient cycle into a steampunk motorcycle. “You want to take a long way or the shortcut,” I asked him, offering him a helmet.
“I’ll take my car.”
I shrugged, “Suit yourself,” I snapped my fingers for a rip in the fabric of time and space to appear in a wall. “So you in a sec,” before I could hear what he was going to say, I drove into the torn fabric and onto a patch of grass.
“Hey, get off my lawn!” before I could react, my motorcycle suddenly sprouted wings and began flapping.
I jumped off of it quickly before I the thing flew off into the sunset. I looked to my right to find my other self standing on a porch. Looking crossed, he said, “It’s about time you’ve got here, come in while I still have dinner set up.”
So, this is his home? Not exactly what I’d expect from my alter ego. It was big enough to have one floor that a porch with a stand-up piano, it was painted like the other homes on this street, dull. Something that even I didn’t expect because my home in Equestria is… I wonder.
Stepping inside, at first I found what appears to be a normal sitting room with an open kitchen where I found my counterpart sitting down to a plate of sandwiches. There was one of those new found radios playing a song.
Walking up to the table, I craned my neck back around to find that I was right, the perspective of the room has indeed changed! The closer that I got to the table, the more that the sitting room seems to stretch with every step I take.
Yep, defiantly reminds me of home in a way.
“Knowing you,” he said as I took my seat, “I had the sandwiches have a different flavor with every bit you take.”
“Hm, that does sound good,” I took one of the sandwiches and took a bite out of it. Oh cat food, I missed you so much! Another bite, orange caramel, “Not bad,” I told him.
“Thanks,” he took a bit of his sandwich, “I guess since we’re both here, sitting down at the same table and what not, perhaps we should get down to some unfinished business.”
“Oh?”
“Yes, it’s something that I won’t be surprised if the thought had crossed your mind as well. How come that we practically have… somewhat the same personality and even artistic style and be so different? Why is that?”
“You tell me,” I snapped for a class of gray chocolate milk to drink the glass. “It’s really puzzling for me too. I mean, we have the same friends like Fluttershy. But why do you have such a different view of madness though? That’s something that I’ve never grasped.”
“I guess you could blame my doctors for that.”
“Doctors?” Hello, what do we have here? “What doctors?”
“The ones that said I was mentally ill since I was a teen.”
Now we’re getting somewhere, “Mentally ill? You mean being normal?”
“Not what I’ve been told,” he said after taking another bite, “After mom went ‘poof’ and I started living on my own during the dark ages, I was put on medication from the countless delusions that I have increasingly had more often. So a couple of Docs had given me these pills to keep my hallucinations back.”
“Come on,” I said, snapping my fingers for the remaining sandwiches to have a football match. “You know as well as I that keeping something back never done anyone good.”
“Why, has anyone ever tried to cure you?”
“If you mean by using the Elements of Harmony on me to make me sane but it turned into solid rock for a thousand years, otherwise, nope.” As a Jell-O sandwich made a pass, suddenly, an idea cornel popped in my head. “Wait-a-hour… This is supposed to be the human world right?”
“Yeah? So?”
“And this is a world where you said that magic doesn’t exist?”
“You’re point being?”
“How come we’re able to do any of this?”
All the sandwiches, including my double, stopped to look at me.
“Come to think of it, how long you’ve been able to use chaotic magic?”
He twilled his goatee in thought, “I suppose since I’ve first come in your-”
“No, I mean here,” I interrupted. “I mean, you’ve never been able to use magic before you came to Equestria before, have you.”
“Come to think of it, no. Never until I came home from your world for the first time, I didn’t think I would have my superpowers here until I tested out… What’s going on here?” We both asked the same question.
“Oh, jinx,” I quickly said. Now he owes me a soda.
Yay I can't wait to see what's rly going on
Well we know that the Rainbooms (it's after Rainbow Rocks, right?) have odd magical effects where there used to be no magic before.
Personally I place the blame entirely on the Element of Magic, when it was brought into the world and used, it fundamentally altered the world (or at least Canterlot High) in some way. And many stories have magic begetting more magic, so maybe it's just been building into a The Magic Comes Back scenario, where the entire world is affected in a very obvious way.
Oh man... he never left. He's still hallucinating in the first story!
Nah, probably not since it'd destroy all the author's hard work and universe-building so far.
5850925 Hold on, what do you mean by that last bit?
5850929
Well, if my first little idea there was true and everything from Cheerilee's classroom in the first story till now was a hallucination, then that would mean that nothing from then till now was real. Faust, the changeling, the CMC's video. All the intricate backstory and relationships you set up were creations of Mr. Disc's pill-free imagination. Which is why I decided that my guess was probably way off (though still an intriguing notion).
5850948 So in other words, if I did go down the, "it was all a dream" thing, then my whole story would collapse... Right?
simple answer all humans have the capacity to use magic, however the energy needed to use it is blocked like a dam, but if the dam begins to leak then the magic starts to flow and once it flows it is nearly impossible to stop again, when the humane 5 plus twilight used magic to defeat sunset shimmer demon it caused a small crack in the dam blocking their magic and allowed them to use it temporarily when they synchronize themselves through music, but when Mr. disc went to Equestria and discord stole his pills, his dam was completely shattered allowing him much more liberal use of his magic.
okay maybe the answer was not so simple
5850964
From my perspective, unfortunately yes. There's likely some way to make it work (which would probably hinge on the fact that Discord and not Disc was the one to notice something was off) but it would be tricky to do right . The "it was all a dream" is one of the most well-known cliches for when the story is forced to take a radical change of direction for one reason or another. Though the issue is easy enough to avoid, though it would impact the future focus of the story. To borrow an idea from another comment, rather than "he never left Equestria" instead "Equestria is coming to him". To clarify, magic is seeping through and altering the human world. All this portal activity (as well as the various magical battles that occurred nearby) could be allowing magic to slip into either this world or just this town. Is this good? Is this bad? Are the worlds merging and everyone has to go on an epic quest to fix it? There's plenty of potential ways to avoid the dream route.
5851006 For future reference, I wasn't planing on reviling it was a dream. As to the magic, the only thing I could tell you, is that I'll be using a fire analogy to try to explain what's going on. Also thanks, you kinda gave me a scare back there.
5851022
Intriguing.
Well then... I'll be looking forward to future chapters good sir!
5851034
Can you stop with your f234ing cursing?! You should watch your mouths, lol.
(fyi You two have so many spoilers that felt like joking around.)
5851022 Now he owns me a soda.
Now he owe's me a soda
~T.CC