"Okay," I began slowly, "So I'm meeting my literal self. Don't act weird, don't reveal any future events, and definitely don't--"
"Hey," Past-me began, "You look like you just came from a car-chase and a large explosion. What gives?"
Welp.
Suddenly, the ground began to rumble. Slowly at first, but gradually growing faster and stronger.
"WHAT'S GOING ON?!" Past-me and I both exclaimed as we suddenly found each other beginning to slide closer to each other.
"Timeline merge!" Past-Pinkie screeched happily, stuffing a muffin in our time's Derpy.
*Universe crushing noises*
...
...
Well, that happened.
Yup. It sure did.
Woah! WHO ARE YOU?!
Idunno, who're you?
...
Are you my conscience?
Maybe.
...
...
WAIT, the timelines just merged, so... are you past-me?
I have no idea, but since the first thing that happened this morning was future me landing on my face,
I'm guessing that I am in fact, your past self.
Huh. Weird.
You think that's weird, you should see what Pinkie and Derpy are doing in their minds.
I don't want to.
LYRA.
I NEED LYRA IN THIS.
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Your wish has been granted.
PINKIE!
Huh?
I need one Lyra stuffed into Anon's face, quick!
On it! See ya in the next one! Oh, and lemme do something real quick--
HEY, MY KEYBOARD!
*keyboard rattling noises*
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hugs Lyra