• Published 26th Jul 2012
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A young man becomes an unwilling participant in the My Little Pony community.

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“So, Trip, where are you from?”

“I’m from a mystical far-off land known as Maryland. It’s pretty obscure, you’ve probably never heard of it.”

“Hmm. Sounds a little familiar. What-”

“No it doesn’t.”

Excuse me. What’s it near?”

“It’s near the edge of the world where ponies go to die once they realize they’re existence is worthless.”

“I’ve never been there. It sounds sad.”

“Of course you haven’t.”

“Rose?”

“Really? I don’t think they grow in this part of the forest.”

“No, no, you’re name is Rose. Remember?”

“Oh. Yeah. Sorry! Teehee!”

“You don’t have a very good memory, do you?”

“No, I would say my memory’s okay.”

“You forgot the name I gave you not even ten minutes ago.”

“No, I didn’t forget it, I’m just not used to it.”

“Why don’t you already have a name?”

“Cause no one ever called me anything before you showed up.”

“Not even your parents?”

“I don’t have parents.”

“Wow. That’s actually really depressing. So, no one ever talks to you? Do you have any kind of friends or anything? Cause-”

“Well, not-”

“-I would assume, since the name of the show has ‘friendship’ right in it.”

“No, not really. I do have a few ponies who I like standing next to more than others, though.”

“Standing? That’s your idea of a good time? Standing next to someone?”

“Well, yeah. Well, because, normally, we stand and watch important things happen.”

“You’ve never thought of doing something ‘important’ yourself?”

“Hmm. That’s an interesting idea.”

“Of course it is.”

“So, do you have parents?”

“What?”

“Back in Merry Land. Do you have parents?”

“Um, yeah. Well, no. I have a dad.”

“No mom?”

“No. No mom.”

“What happened to her?”

“She’s gone now.”

“Oh. What happened?”

“I don’t feel like telling you.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

“Yeah.”

“Rose?”

“You mean me, right?”

“Who else would I be talking to?”

“Oh. Yeah. What is it?”

“What’s with the horn?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, I know it gives you telepathy and stuff, but like, what does it feel like to use it?”

“Well, I, uh, I couldn’t really explain it to you.”

“Why? Is it cause I don’t have a horn?”

“No, it’s because-”

“Rose, are you racist?”

“What? I just can’t really tell you what it’s like, cause I’ve never used it.”

“Oh. That’s right. You don’t do anything except stand in the background, do you?”

“Well, sometimes I go for walks...”

“Riveting.”

“Do you have any other family, Trip?”

“I have a younger sister. Who, now that I think about it, should really be here instead of me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, she would enjoy it here much more than me.”

“Does she like taking walks, too?”

“...yeah. Walks.”

“Well, where is she? Why isn’t she here with you?”

“Honestly? I have no idea. I’m sure she stays up at night wishing she could be here.”

“Well, how long did it take you to get here? Maybe you can take her here one day.”

“I actually highly doubt that.”

“Why?”

“I got here by mistake. By a mistake I don’t think I’d be able to make again.”

“Oh. Well, you never know!”

“Yeah. Sure.”

“Rose?”

“Hmm?”

“I thought you said it was a twenty minute walk.”

“Yeah?”

“We’ve definitely been walking longer than twenty minutes.”

“Well, we’ve been walking kind of slow.”

“Still, I feel like we’ve been walking for an hour, almost.”

“Well that’s only because the walk is really boring, with nothing to talk about. Silence makes time seem to go slower.”

“Hey, I thought we were making good-”

“Oh look!”

“What?”

“This tree! I’ve seen this tree before.”

“It looks like every other tree here.”

“No! Look, the branches are different.”

“All the branches are different.”

“From here, we can get to the edge of Canterlot in about three minutes if we run!”

“I don’t really feel like running.”

“Come on! You were just complaining about this taking too long!”

“Fine. I guess.”

“You wanna race?”

“Not really.”

“Hmph. You’re not a lot of fun.”

“Well I’m sorry.”