1 - 05
Unlike Mister White Horse, Big Mac’s shorter, but the red stallion is still taller than me. I watch the few remaining pegasus ponies above the fruit trees, hoping to see a familiar face, but nope, none of them are familiar. As they push the clouds away, I walk up to Big Mac who gives me a quick glance before he returns his attention to the trees.
“Hello,” I greet him with a smile as I stop a few paces away from him. “You’re Big M—er, you’re Macintosh, right?”
“Eeyup,” he says without tearing his gaze from the greens. Er, I mean oranges. They’re still green in color, so I suppose they’re still unripe oranges. It’s a little weird to see Big Mac working on orange trees. No offense to any oranges out there.
Anyway... “I hear you’re a harvester?”
“Eeyup.”
I smile and nod. “Nice. I’m Jay, and I’m not from around here,” or from this world. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“Eeyup.”
My smile falters a bit. “...So you’ve been outside this pasture before, right?”
“Eeyup.”
“Delivering crops to other ponies?”
“Eeyup.”
I’m starting to think that AJ was right about her brother. “...Uh, so have you heard about a pony named Twilight?”
“Eey...” he blinks, and blinks again. After a few seconds, he turns to me with...wow, he has a good poker face. “...Eeyup.”
I sigh with a smile. “Nice. Okay, so I’m looking for her, you see. Do you know where she is?”
“Ee—”
I hold my breath.
“—nope.”
And this is why I should never let my hopes up. It hurts when it crashes down on me. I feel my ears droop as I frown. “...Oh. Uh, okay.” Damn. I’m kinda tempted to ask if he knows Smarty Pants. Hm... Nah. “So uh, do you know anything about her that might help me find her?”
He blinks at me. “...Eenope.”
And my frown goes further down. “I...see... Well, uh, thanks, and sorry to disturb you, Macintosh sir.” I give him a small nod before I turn around and slowly walk away.
Sigh... I guess I better go and see Applejack.
“Why the long face?”
Or Pinkie Pie. That works too, I guess. Also, that was a baaad joke coming from you, Pinkie, yet it manage to make me smile a bit. “Eh, just thinking about something...” I shake my head a bit. “Don’t worry about it.”
She frowns. “If you say so.” She then gives me a small smile of her own. “So... How’s your little love search going?”
I let out a sigh.
“That bad, eh?” She shrugs. “Well, you obviously are looking for her in the wrong place.”
“I know, I know,” I say with a nod. “I’m just...looking for some leads that’ll tell me where to go.”
“Well, if you’re reeeaaally dead-set on looking for her, then why don’t you go and ask in other pastures?” She shrugs again. “Or just go to the bleep ponies.”
I let out a small chuckle. I have already forgotten about our bleep word. “Well, that’s the thing,” I say as my smile turns into a frown. “I...don’t know how to get to other, um, pastures.”
She blinks at me, her smile turning into a straight line. “...What?” She arches an eyebrow. “That doesn’t make sense.”
I blink in return. “Uh...why?”
Now she’s looking at me as if I suddenly turned into a unico—oh, I think I already know where this is going... “Because you’re obviously from somewhere. Some other pasture that I haven’t gone to yet.” She shrugs. “As strange as this might sound—”
Oh, trust me, Pinkie. The show has mentally prepared me for your crazy antics. Which you disappointingly lack in this world.
“—you carry the scent of your home that we haven’t visited yet. And we’ve traveled and traded our harvest with other pastures close by. That only means that you’re from a far-away land, which also means you’ve visited other pastures before you got here,” and she finishes her explanation with a big grin.
I smile at her. She’s strangely intelligent to be Pinkie, but hey, it’s Pinkie. I shouldn’t question it. “So... If I visited other pastures before, does that mean that I get to ‘catch’ their scent on me?”
Pinkie blinks. “Well, yeah.” She smiles. “Oh! You’re doubting me, aren’t ya? Well!” She suddenly puts her muzzle on my neck, making me freeze and hold my breath in shock-surprise. The next thing I know, her face is no longer on my neck, but on a more respectable distance. Oh, and she is frowning at me. “...That’s strange.”
I blink as I begrudgingly start manual breathing. I know breathing is automatic, but I find it annoying that it turns into manual mode if I accidentally take notice of it. Le sigh... Oh, right, Pinkie. Derp, I forgot what she said. “Uh...what?”
“You...” she points a pink hoof at me. “...only have your strange home’s scent and our pasture’s...”
I flash her a lame smile. “Er, yeah. I did tell you that I haven’t been to any other pastures yet.”
“But,” she frowns at me. “It doesn’t make sense!”
Stop talking like Twilight! That’s her line!
She shrugs. “Eh, whatever. Big world and all of its big list of mysteries, I guess?” She smiles at me. “Well, if you really don’t know how to get somewhere, why don’t you join us tomorrow in our delivery?”
Huh. I guess that works. But wait. “Tomorrow?”
She nods her head. “Yep! We’re gonna harvest the crops we need to deliver later before the moon comes up so we can deliver them just before the sun wakes up! We’re gonna be delivering a lot if I remember it correctly. Let’s see... There’s gonna be lettuce, eggplants, potat—mrf?”
I ever so gently press my hoof over her mouth. Hey, I know my hoof’s probably dirty from all of my walking, but she ate the dirt that clung on the roots of the grass, so whatever. Wait... About that... “Pinkie...” I say as I put my hoof down.
“Hm?”
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but,” I say as I look at a few ponies around. “Ponies don’t usually pull the grass and eat it as well as its roots, right?”
Pinkie blinks and shrugs. “Yeah, I guess so. But what can I say? I like the flavor of the roots.”
I think the flavor you’re talking about are the dirt on the roots, but whatever. “Well, uh anyway, I ah uh, appreciate the offer,” I say as I frown. “But, um, tomorrow?”
She nods with a smile. “Yep! Tomorrow! Before the sun comes up!” She then looks around. “If you’re worried about where to sleep, well,” she looks back to me, “you can sleep wherever! We share our territories with everypony around here. Just...” she leans closer to whisper, “...don’t sleep right next to couples. They tend to get really touchy sometimes.”
That’s something, coming from ‘touchy’ Pinkie.
“And loud.”
I shake my head. I don’t need that mental image right now.
She pouts. “Wow... You’re a difficult stallion, you know that? I can get others to smile or blush when I said that line last.”
I sigh. Sorry, Pinks, but I don’t feel like laughing or whatever at the moment... “C-can’t you guys...”
Wait... Why am I asking them to deliver now? Why am I gonna ask them to help me in the first place? This...this is my problem, and I shouldn’t drag anyone else with me. That would be selfish of me.
“Pinkie.”
“Yeah?”
“Can you tell me where...the bleep ponies are?”
She blinks at me. “Uh, why?”
“I need to go there,” I say. “Twilight’s a bleep, so the bleep ponies might know where she is.”
“Uh... Did you forget that scar I showed you?”
I blink. “Er, well, yes.” I blink again. “Wait. Earlier, you suggested that I should go to the bleeps.“
She shrugs. “I wasn’t serious about that.” She then frowns at me. “And you still want to go there?”
I nod my head. “I need to find Twilight, Pinkie. You said so yourself that you guys no longer give them your food, so tomorrow, you guys won’t be going there, right?” I took a breath and sigh. “I need to see her as soon as possible.”
Because I can’t stay here for far too long.
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Just make a cake for pony. it like they don't know how to make one.
I wonder...don't tell me....They don't know how to make...'FIRE?'
I wonder what kind of defenses the bleep ponies have. Will he be able to walk right into where ever it is they live like he did with the earth ponies? It doesn't seem likely to me but you never know.
It is funny, and weird at the same time, it is like a large group on a little place, and suddenly some starts....how does Pinkie say it every time?, do the dirty dance?
That makes them look a little bit more like animals.
Woohoo! New chapter!
This has a journey to Oz feel to it too! I hope Pinkie, Dash, and best pony come too
Gosh, the main character is like the opposite of genre savvy.
Pinkie's like "unicorns mercilessly attack earth ponies without provocation not allowing for any trade, negotiations or other forms of introduction and/or frantic begging."
And he's all, "No it'll totally be different, because I'm the main character."
Thanks for the shout-out about roots, but... well don't feel obliged to do that for me. I can nitpick, and still enjoy something. Mm... nits...
6134996 It's alright. I'm two or three chapters ahead anyway, so I can add little more tidbits from commenters no problem. :3
Is the main character oblivious to what's happening around them? He did notice the whole out and out racism between AJ and RD right?
Pinkie is walking evidence that unicorns seem to have a kill on sight for earth ponies. He doesn't even comment on how this iis gona impact his goal.
I don't get it.
Apart from that the stories really fresh, onwards!
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So, he's Genre-Blind, then.
He's almost invoking the blindness, too. It's all right in front of his face, but he just doesn't see any of it.
Like something's stopping him...
I'll bet the bleep ponies can *bleep* all night.
I... er... apologize for that joke.
No I don't!
Considering how different the world is, why does "Jay" keep on thinking Twilight will have all the answers? Heck, they probably don't even have books. Or complex magic.
I also consider his imagination for calling them bleep ponies under the table...
Really? Why not call them "horned ones" or "horned ponies"...
Man this guy really isn't very bright, just like somebody else said clinging on Twilight isn't very fruitful.
"Hey I found you Twilight! Now bring me back to mah home on a different world"
Twilight: "Dafug? Who are you? How am I supposed to help you? What is a 'Different World?'"
... yeah that's more likely to happen.
For having read his fair share of human turned pony fics, he is pretty bad on the AU possibility and how to handle it.
Also since the situation is very similar to the heartswaring tale, he ought to recognize it as such, but he displayes severe lack of basic canon knowledge.
Man, Jay's just stupid at this point.
Take a spot on the grass, try to get some sleep, then while trying to get to sleep ponder the odds of you finding Twilight, managing to convince her you're from another world, and her having a handy-dandy spell that'll return you to the other world.
It's not gonna happen
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I bet so. They're all horn-y after all.
7283423 Excuse me, but would you be so kind as to... polish my horn?
Still not sorry!
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Quote from Skyrim
"B-but sir! The spear is so long, how shall I ever finish polishing it before milady arrives home?
It's awful when that happens.
This, however, is almost worse:
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