Dusk Star

by Axelsims

Chapter 3

Day 2

Today was by all means… a different experience

To be honest the last 2 days were extremely bizarre but this day was even more different than the other. I woke up, in my usual mood of grumpiness and the sorts. However I quickly brightened up at the thought of getting some help back home. However I can definitely say that by all means, I got nothing accomplished on that goal.

That isn’t saying that today was all bad. When we first came to Ponyville, I was kind of shocked to see the entire populace, which was entirely made of ponies, shocked in my appearance as they all ran to their homes and barricaded the windows and doors.

Zecora simply shook her head and assured me that, I shouldn’t be entirely surprised as they used to treat her the same way.

I found this bizarre because aside from her hair and the stripes, she looked pretty similar to the few ponies I got a good glimpse of. She tried getting some of them to come out of their homes and be sociable. Failing that she took me to surprising another tree house, where I met this lavender unicorn named Twilight Sparkle… which is a really weird name by the way.

Of course if there’s one thing I learned from this entire experience, it’s that these ponies have absolutely bizarre names. Apparently they must think the same thing about me as they found my name to be just as odd. Twilight, a lavender pony with dark purple hair with a streak of pink rebelliously sticking out (from now on I’ll put her down as Twi to be short because it’s a pain to right the whole thing out.) was going on about how this must be the spell of some kind of powerful magician, which I couldn’t help but scoff at until she levitated a book off one of her numerous shelves.

It was quite astonishing honestly. After that I didn’t even pay attention as she went on about famous magicians and spells
that would bring people from foreign lands to Equestria. She also went on about experiments and such; I really wasn’t paying attention as I was awestruck by her… abilities? Looking back I shudder at the thought of what kind of experiments she was talking about.

I didn’t get to find out because suddenly I felt a huge force hit me in the stomach as I was lifted on the ground and was suddenly being taken away. I couldn’t think for a bit until I was suddenly thrown to the ground. I winced as I opened my eyes and saw 2 ponies standing above me. One was a pink pony with a pink poofy mane to match, who I assumed was my kidnapper as the other one was a blue pony with rainbow hair and wings. The pink one looked at the blue Pegasus with beaming blue eyes of excitement.

“Dashie! Look what I found, I thought he was pretty weird at first when I saw her with Zecora but then I saw him with Twilight and I thought Well he couldn’t have been all bad, so I brought him over to see you and I was going to show him to everyone! (She looked at me at this point) you are a Stallion right? ANYWAY. What do you think?
This was when the blue Pegasus started to talk.

“So what the heck is he?”

“I don’t know! But he can’t be all bad right?”

“I guess not but he looks like he’s just seen a ghost. (The Pegasus looked down at me now with her azure eyes) You all right err?”

I stumbled up at this point and coughed a little before I introduced myself. They both looked at me with confused faces when

I stated my name and looked surprised at how tall I was, or perhaps it was the fact that I was standing on two feet. Suddenly
after that the pink one jumped onto my back in excitement, bringing me to the rough cold ground.

“So what are you waiting for Dashie let’s show him off to everyone!”

Then I was once again dragged despite my protesting.

This conversation went very similar to the others I met. I found out that my kidnappers name was Pinkie Pie. The rainbow haired Pegasus was, Rainbow Dash… which I found ironic and thought she was joking. Which she took offense to and at one point started challenging me to all sorts of things. Which I refused as well as I could.

I also met a (if I can say it with a straight face.) Cowpony named Applejack, and I can definitely say if there is a stereotypical southern girl in this town, she even had freckles on her orange face. She seemed intelligent although brash and very honest, a trait I found refreshing from the cloak of lies that surrounded my life back at home. I also met a yellow Pegasus with pink hair named Fluttershy, who when I first met, slammed the door in my face as woodland creatures started to assault me like I was a predator.

Calling her shy would be an understatement but after finally getting her to open up, seemed to be a very kind hearted person… or pony if you want. I also found out that as well as ponies and zebras, there were plenty of normal animals. The ones I did see didn’t actually talk but it was obvious they had more intelligence then the ones back home. I also found the environment, refreshing and alive, young even.

Next was basically the whole town, instead of just knocking like I attempted, Pinkie just burst down the door and shoved me in everyone’s faces like I was a puppy or something. Along the way I met a tiny dragon, who seemed to be Twilight’s assistant. His name was Spike. He almost seemed… irritated that another, unique individual was in town now. As far as I could tell he was the only dragon in the area, perhaps because of this he is treated with a certain privilege? It looked like Zecora was accepted but not much else. In fact I’m pretty sure she was ditched as I was thrown around town.

The last person we met lived in a fancier house then the others. It was circular unlike most of the others as well. And HEAVILY DECORATED. I’ve in the past seen people who decorated their house this drastically and I never found a point to it. In fact I found it annoying.

The owner of the house, a white unicorn named Rarity, seemed to be extremely busy making, of all things clothes. I found this weird by the way because of all the ponies and other creature’s I’ve seen, they were all well… naked. She didn’t even look at us until she knocked over one of her display model statues (I could never remember the name for those) which I caught promptly. She then gasped, at first at the almost terrible tragedy in her words, then at me. Then she looked at her friends beside me, then after gulping, lifted the model with her magic, looked down at me and said.
” Hello Dear, I’m Rarity and you are?”

I answered with after a brief pause at the awkward situation. Pinkie Pie broke the silence immediately and proceeded to recap the entire day in a huge mess of words. Rarity took the whole dose while calmly answering with short replies. Finally after she stopped blabbering, Rarity suggested we go meet up with Twilight.

The regrouping was even more awkward in my case as the entire group as well as the starting to gather crowd suddenly stopped in shock as a chariot being drawn by two Pegasus in armor flew down from the sky.
Everyone in company bowed as I just stood there as awkward as could be. Apparently this was royalty, which was obvious by this point with the crown on the approaching figure. I found out later that she was an Alicorn, which I had never heard of at this point but was apparently a mix between a Pegasus and Unicorn. She had the horn as well as the wings; her hair also had a magical nature to it, as it flowed gracefully even though I swore there was no wind. Her hair also had a rainbowish nature to it, if that is a word. She introduced herself as Princess Celestia, the only sort of normal name of the bunch. Surprisingly enough I wanted to name my daughter Celes, if I had one at that. After this incident however I will immediately consider looking for alternatives.

She tried to question me probably about what the hell I was or if I was a threat. However she didn’t get that far as Pinkie decided that a celebration was in order, as she pulled a cannon from seemingly nowhere and started firing it everywhere, instead of cannonballs like I thought at first as I hit the floor as fast as I could, it shot out balloons and party hats, decorations and of all things, cake. Of course it didn’t start shooting out cake until she brought it inside Twi’s house, much to the displeasure of said unicorn. Regardless we all started to go inside after her, and it’s really hard to describe what happened after that. It was fun regardless and as much as I hate to admit it, I honestly forgot about going back home for a few hours. Pinkie Pie sure knows how to throw a welcoming party.

Surprisingly I talked to Twilight and Rarity the most, probably because they were the most intrigued about my origins. Twilight was excited to find out about where I was from; Rarity was more interested about the fashion styles and celebrities. That was the one point we didn’t see eye to eye about. She was absolutely enthralled in fashion and looking glamorous. I don’t have the same view, in fact most of the time I hate celebrities, then again most of the time they were just worshipped for looking good. It didn’t seem right that it didn’t matter what kind of a person you really were as long as you looked good in front of the camera you were worshipped like a god. I was surprised that Rarity saw my view on this and even agreed. Apparently the high and mighty in this area is not just fancy looking but generally decent people or at least some of them.

One thing that bothered me the entire night was the strange designs on everyone’s… backside. I was informed that they were called Cutie marks (I laughed a little at that which was quickly stopped when I noticed I was the only one laughing) and that it was a symbol for what their special talent was in life. Or what made them unique.

Honestly I thought it was amazing,

I took it upon myself to look for similarities, (and only that… perverts) other than the apple family having something to do with apples everyone’s was different. It’s amazing knowing that no one is the same, at least in this area.

It must be nice knowing that you’re different no matter how many people are around you. I always wanted something like that, but there’s so many people in the world that it’s hard to believe that you’re different. Then I realized that I was probably the only human here. At least for the next few miles. It was a nice feeling, being unique. It was why I lived out of town, at least there I felt different from others.

Perhaps the weirdest thing of the whole night was when Rarity offered to let me stay with her. It was sudden and completely unexpected. When she saw everyone look at her in surprise she blushed slightly and stated that someone had to make him a new outfit, and since she was the only clothier in the area, why not? It was true, I hadn’t changed in the last 2 days and I was getting pretty tired of the same clothes not to mention I was sure I smelled rather badly.

Of course I took her up on the offer, as I didn't want to impose on anyone else and she was more than delighted to have me as company as her sister was with her friends for the night. Unfortunately I won’t get much sleep tonight as after the party when we went back to her “boutique” (I dislike that word) she insisted that she got measurements and used me as a guide for new clothes.

And if the night wasn’t awkward enough she made me take off my clothes for a guide to making new ones, I absolutely refused to take off my briefs however. It felt absolutely terrible standing there without clothes on in front of Rarity. She didn’t seem to mind, probably since everyone in the area didn’t wear clothes often. However I couldn’t help but be embarrassed.

Also while stitching and sowing and trying out designs she pricked me a few times with her needles, she apologized immediately afterwards, but I knew on the inside she thought it was funny. We continued talking while she worked about famous people and my past. It was… fun.

Finally after a while she packed everything up and directed me to my temporary room for the night. Its great sleeping on an actual bed, Zecora tried to make a temporary one for me but it didn’t really do a good job. Rarity’s definitely was better, in fact I’d almost say it’s better than the one I have at my place.

I think I’ve been writing for long enough. So I’ll go ahead and sleep for the night. I’m exhausted anyway, and I doubt tomorrow will be much better.