• Published 4th Jul 2019
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Not all who wander... - TDR



A little black, bandanna clad piglet makes his way into Equestria.

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In which Ryoga thinks he's found Xiǎomǎnīchuan.

Not All Who Wander
By TDR

Part 2
In which Ryoga thinks he's found Xiǎomǎnīchuan.

Applejack and the others galloped through the old castle towards where they heard the scream. The group was rather worried about what make a noise like that so even Rainbow Dash was holding back with the group instead of racing ahead.

The fact Nightmare Moon was likely some where in the old castle lent both haste and caution to their gallop in case this was a trap, but if it was a pony that needed help...

Rushing down the main hall the group arrived in what looked like an old throne room. Applejack took note of the two banners of the sun and the moon as well as the two thrones. While this connected a couple of dots in her mind about what Nightmare Moon had said , it only opened a whole nother can of worms in questions. Still that train of thought went though her mind rather quickly as her focus shifted to the pony in the room.

The black maned stallion sat by a small camp fire that looked to have been recently set up in an area of cleared stone. A brass tea kettle sat on a spit above the fire. heating up.

The brown eyed earth pony stallion seemed to be focused on his hoof more than anything else. His black mane was kept out of his eyes by a tiger striped bandanna of some sort, his fur was a faded orange coloration just a shade paler than the bandanna he wore. A massive camping pack almost as big as he was sat on the ground next to him and a large red umbrella rested atop of it. The same umbrella was depicted open and on it's side on his bare flank. A long sleeve shirt that matched the color of his coat and a pair of odd looking green pants were set out next to him along with what Applejack assumed were some sort of shoes and undergarments.

Applejack blinked as the pony muttered something to himself in a language that Applejack had never heard before, though she noticed Pinkie Pie and Rarity both perk their ears.

“Is that Neighonese ?” Rarity asked.


Ryoga couldn't believe his luck, all of it bad. First, his heart is irreparably shattered, and now this. He knew he was out of it while he walked this time, focused soly on getting as far away from Nerima as he could, but how had he missed this?

“I can't believe I wandered through Jusenkyo again and didn't even notice.” Ryoga muttered to himself.

The forlorn lost boy stared at the kettle as the water heated up. He didn't even really recall where he changed at and as such he had lost a pair of pants and a pair of shoes. At least he kept the rest of his gear and his pack, a far change from how many times he had lost everything with an unexpected change. He supposed there was also the added benefit that at least horses were not eaten across the world as much as pigs were, so something was finally looking up. A sliver of a silver lining on a otherwise dark cloud that covered his life.

“Is that Neighonese ?”

Ryoga blinked and looked up, that sounded like English. Had he wandered into Europe again? He really hoped it was Europe and not America, those 'green card' guys were annoying. He wasn't even sure what they were talking about.

His ears flattened back to his head as he took note of five very colorful horses standing there staring at him. Well three were standing, two were hovering. With the exception of the one in the cowboy hat, crap he was in America, there was no way any of those colors were found in nature. The white one with the purple hair had a horn. The yellow and pink one; and the blue and rainbow haired one, had wings.

He was also pretty sure one of them had spoken as he didn't see any people nearby.

“What the heck are you doing here?” the rainbow maned one demanded.

Ryoga blinked as he stared at them.

Dealing with Ranma and everything that happened to him on a daily basis had skewed Ryoga's perception of what would be considered weird far beyond what any one sane could usual comprehend. Ryoga was part of a collection of people who turned into other things when splashed with cold water; he had fought animal men on a floating island; dealt with mystic nonsense, curses, and whatever Happosai was. With all that, talking horses barely hit a three on his weirdness scale, the colors and flying cranked it to a even four, but only barely. In either case it was barely enough to give him a moments pause. It wouldn't be the first time he learned about a village of Jusenkyo cursed individuals.

“Sorry if I trespassed on some sacred ground or whatever, I'll be out of your way in a few minutes.” Ryoga offered in passable English and went back to waiting for the water to heat up.

Despite that statement he kept an eye on the small group, none of them seemed like they were going to attack, at the very least none of them seemed armed. Well the blue one might attack, she seemed aggressive, but he didn't know how to read horse body language.

“Err, far as ah ken tell you ain't trespassing, but this place ain't exactly safe with Nightmare running around.” the orange mare pointed out. “ Yah should probably get...... Pinkie what tha hay are yah doing?”

Ryoga looked up then to his left where a far too pink face was an inch from his own.

“GAH!!” Ryoga yelped falling over with a crash in the effort to get away from the pink face. The effort knocked the tea kettle off the fire and sent it skittering across the floor with a slosh and a clang.

“Hi I'm Pinkie Pie. I've never seen you before, what's your name?” Pinkie Pie demanded far too cheerily. She reminded Ryoga of Azusa, and that caused him to back away a little further.

“Pinkie reign it in, we don't know what this feller's deal is, he could be working fer Nightmare.” the orange one pointed out.

“Nah, I don't think he works for Black Snooty, I think he's just lost... and sad... this totally calls for a party.”Pinkie stated.” Do you like chocolate cupcakes? Ooh, ooh, maybe I should make some Neighonese treats, I'll need to see if there's a recipe somewhere for Neighonese cupcakes.”

“What?” Ryoga stammered.

“It's Pinkie Pie darling, best you don't question it and let her do her thing.” The white mare sighed and pointed to the others as she named them.” My name is Rarity, this is Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy and the mare with no regards for personal space is Pinkie Pie. Whom might you be?”

Ryoga considered as he looked at the spilled teakettle, he didn't have another canteen of water to fill it, he was probably going to be stuck as a horse for a little while. That might cause a few problems later on if they found out he wasn't from this Neighonese place they mentioned, but for now they were at least being friendly. He was also a little surprised and a tad morose about the pink one planning to have a party for him. The last few parties he had been to had been the Satome Christmas party, and a few after battle victory parties when some bigger threat had shown up in Nerima.

“Um hey, are you still in there?” the blue one that he had been told was Rainbow Dash asked, evidently he had been thinking to long for her taste.

“ Oh right, sorry... my name's Hibiki, Ryoga Hibiki.” he managed.

“ Good fang echo?” Pinkie Pie pondered before frowning and grabbing Ryoga by the muzzle, forcing open his mouth to look before Ryoga managed to shove her away.

The pink pony soared through the air at the shove, hitting the wall and bouncing off it before pronking back over to the fire as if she hadn't just been flung across the chamber.

“He's got fangs... I bet he works with black snooty.” Pinkie Pie stage whispered to the others.

“Seriously? Who the hell is black snooty?” Ryoga demanded.

“Nightmare Moon, tha one ah was trying tah warn you about and suggest yah take cover. She did somethin with Princess Celestia and we came out here tah find a way tah beat her....” Applejack began, mostly ignoring the odd manner of speech and chalking it up to translation issues. A loud explosion of magic and a battle cry echoed in the old castle cutting her off.

“Twilight!?” The gathered horses shouted almost in unison before galloping off down the hall back towards where they had come from.

Ryoga watched them run off for a moment. They were trying to rescue a Princess? What part of America was this? Maybe he was in Europe after all, none of them had any guns after all.

In any event it sounded like some sort of crazy nonsense like what happened in Nerima all the time, something he had wanted to get away from. It wasn't any of his business what was going on here. He should pack up and leave and try to keep out of any adventures for a while. It wasn't his Princess and who ever this Twilight was had five others coming to help, they didn't need him sticking his nose into this.

Those thoughts raced through his head as he watched the group rush off.

Before they had managed to make it to the end of the hall however, Ryoga was running after them, his umbrella resting on his back.

Author's Note:

Title translates to Spring of Drown Horse, at least according to google.