I get dressed and head down the hall toward the dining room to see some waffles and cinnamon rolls wrapped up in a saran wrap type cover. I fucking love cinnamon rolls, I’ll have to thank Spike or Twilight whoever left this for me later.

That’s literally what I had for breakfast this morning.

“Sorry, I just don’t like to complain” By now I feel normal for being awake this long, my fatigue becoming a fleeting thought. What changed to make me lose all that energy I had?

Is it that stuff in his body?

This gets her to turn that frown upside down and giggle, “It wouldn’t make sense to go to the doctor every night just to get your sleep now wouldn’t it? Plus the medication ponies use is magic concealed in tablets, it’s the same thing as going to the doctor and getting a spell treatment” enjoying teaching her lesson as she speaks.

Interesting

Holy shit Spikes strong if he can lift all of those on his own, the few I got are heavy as hell

Well, he does have more experience.

After a few minutes of helping Spike I wave my goodbyes to the treehouse fellowship and began my journey just like Frodo with a single step however, mine takes place in a much kinder world without the one ring. Yes that’s a lord of the rings reference, and yes Sam was the true hero.

If he knows about lord of the right, then that would mean he’s from the same as us, right?

I start my walk through ponyville before quickly noticing the increased frequency of stares pointed my way. The fuck is going o- oh yeah the collar. My face turns a shade of crimson as I look down, speeding up my walk. This fucking blows, like really fucking blows. I feel sick, and I really don’t want to be outside much longer. A few ponies snicker and laugh, whispering something while looking my way. I even received a few whistles, pervy mares.

Just ignore it and go about your business.

One thing that separates my world from this is the complete flip of gender stereotypes. While mares don’t like things males like, they have completely flipped ideology of social norms. In this world, mares outnumber stallions somewhere around 6 to 1, and mares are seen as the more dominant partner in relationships, more often seen as the one to pay for dinner or to pop the question. They are also a lot more horny too, which I find disturbing given my current circumstance right now. I would enjoy being the one courted though in a relationship, that sounds way less work.

Really?

Well I made it, that’s something to be proud about. I pull a little at my collar to give myself some comfort, making it looser as well so now it rest around the bottom of my neck like a short necklace. It was getting a little stuffy plus why was I wearing it tight before, it’s not like I’m going to choke myself to death like some dumb animal. A few snickers come from a few booths over as two mates giggle while pointing my way, shame immediately filling me up like a full glass right to the brim only I’m not sure what it would look like if I spilled over, maybe tears?

Just act a little hostile.

What? I never told her that I speak English, actually I never had to seeing how all these ponies already spoke the same language I did. Twilight told me whatever their language was but I can’t think of it’s name right now, all I can think about is how the fuck she knows about English?!?

It’s pinkie pie, just go with it.

My confusion clearly enough evidence to know my next words before Pinkie beats me to the punch. “I know lots of things I can’t tell you about! You’ll have to earn my secrets another way than just asking” she finishes while winking at me.

Damnit

“I suggested to Twilight that I could help each of her friends for making my adjustment here easier so I’m here today to ask if I could help you with anything, if that’s okay?”

Pinkie smiles, “Twilights friends are YOUR friends too! That includes me, so let’s get that straight Mr. hooman!”

I like how she corrected him.

“Of course I didn’t! It rhymes with low, flow, row, toe, yo-“

How does Joey rhyme with any of those?

I cover her muzzle with my hand, her tongue sticking out the side. “Okay I get it Pinkster, no need to go rap god on me” I remove my hand from her muzzle.

He has to be from our world, right?

I laugh, “HA, I’m kidding Pinkie, it’s cause of some accident the other night when Twilight was testing to see if I have magic. I gott-“

When he says the other day does he mean two days ago?

“Alliteration isn’t always an answer Joey”

What does that mean?

“Sometimes saying something silly so... ah shit” I concede Pinkie the win, maybe next time.

Was they playing a game?

“Thanks, I’m just not used to all this.... attention. Plus I’m not very good with talking too much, takes a lot out of me”

Really?

“Okie dokie Joey, but if things get to be too much I won’t blame you for heading out” She says with a concerned smile.

What does that look like?

“Well it’s just like a promise! Buuttt, I can’t break it no matter what! That includes you too if we had, no matter what” She stomps her hoof into the ground as she finishes her statement. No matter what? That sounds useful, maybe I can tell her about why I’m really wearing this.

Smart. Pinkie promises could come in handy.

The job doesn’t take long as we finish Pinkies last task with the sun still up but, nearing the horizon. “Thanks Joey! You were a huge help!” Pinkie jumps up forcing me to catch her as she hugs me. She jumps off of me smiling brightly “You smell really nice!”

My face becomes flushed with crimson, “Pinkie thats an awfully awkward thing to say” I say facing her.

Depends on who it is.

She giggles, “Well it’s true! Not my fault for noticing!” She jokes. “It’s lavender right?”

I entertain her question, “Yea, it’s the only scent Twilight owns so...”

So, he’s wearing perfume.

We continue our walk back to Sugar Cube Corner walking past the same ice cream cart from yesterday, it’s owner looking much rougher than the previous day. His mane unkept with bags under his eyes yet he continued onward with his work.

Yikes, looks like somepony had a tough night

I called it.

“Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye” As she motions her hoof to cross against her chest in an x followed by placing her hoof directly over her eye.

Isn’t she supposed to flap her hooves?

Her English clearly old fashioned however, bits and pieces seemed to be poking through of a more modern version of speaking. She seems to be adjusting to modern English if I was to guess but why?

Maybe to fit in?

“I guess... I should say my name first” I hesitantly state. “My names Joe, Joe Marshall, you can call me Joey and... well you know I’m a human” I place my hand to my chest while giving a nervous smile. I sit there for a few seconds thinking of what to say next.

Wait, which one is his real name and which one is his nickname?

Oh god this is awkward, please just ask me a question

The large pony almost as if she could read my mind breaks the silence. “Tell us about this Earth my sister speaks of, it intrigues us”

Can she hear his thoughts?

“Yea, sentient” Really proved the intelligence of humans there didn’t we. “Anyway, humans cover most of the planet and we have different races too, just like how there are different types of ponies”

No, he proved the intelligence of himself.

‘Joey, I know your going to be be late given that your helping Pinkie, she’s likely going to try and keep you all day and night. Don’t be mad at her she’s just a little possessive... and touchy, it’s how she copes with things. She’s been really busy lately helping around town with preparations for the running with leaves so she probably needs a recharge and your the perfect candidate! Anyway thank you and help yourself to leftover dinner in the fridge. Signed Twilight’

Wow, she knows pinkie well.

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Pete! Toooo much my friend, but I’ll try to comment on what ya gotta say
1. Yep I totally knew that
2. Yea it’s his magic, even though it comes out of him forcibly, it’s still within him just not as potent when it’s constantly released.
5. Yep! Same Earth
7. In this universe yes
8. Not his personality, very insecure
12. His names legally Joe, Joeys his nickname
15-16. Alliteration is the occurrence of the same letter or sound at the beginning of adjacent or closely connected words. It was a game
17. Yes, I myself actually struggle with public communication, while you wouldn’t be able to tell it’s rather exhausting for me to keep up with conversation. I don’t know why, maybe because I overthink? I don’t know but if I can avoid large groups or talking a lot I sure as fuck will.
18. https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0128/9515/8336/products/IMG-20191006-145437_1024x.jpg?v=1570398898
That face ^
21. I’m not going to lie, that just made me laugh out loud. No silly her shampoo and body soap is lavender lol
28. Yea, I don’t think it’s ridiculous for her to know about her close friends personal issues especially in this universe where ponies care for one another much more than humans, I know some of my close friends problems and they know mine, there’s certain things we keep to ourselves of course but things like what bothers us and makes us feel better are generally more acceptable to know about each other.

I enjoy the comments you did and for questions I didn’t know the answer or they didn’t really matter if you knew them or not I skipped. Thanks for the read as always!

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So if he’s from the same earth as us, shouldn’t he know he’s in a cartoon?

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My bad forgot to clarify, everything the same but My little Pony never existed. Think of it that way ;)

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Ok, got it. I’ll be sure to try and make my comments shorter.

More. Maybe have a chapter with Joey at the worst?

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At the worst? Well currently he’s just kinda going through the motions but I got something planned to happen and I don’t like making it occur so suddenly, I want to slowly build to it, maybe even rise things up to bring them down harder in the future. Trust me, we got some sad boy times ahead

She doesn’t really bring up the fact I’m dangerous but rather that I should find peace with my new issue. I’m caught off guard my Pinkies openness, it’s rather comforting it a weird way. “You call me silly huh? Who wouldn’t want to be your friend Pinkie? You’d do anything to cheer anyone up, and you only think about others” I stand up and go sit over on the bed next to Pinkie. She puts her drink on the table and flips herself over.

That my should be a by

Really cute moment with Pinkie, you gave her some some impressive depth here.

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Funny enough there’s actually another typo in there

This was a very cute and peaceful chapter overall :)

Wonder if the insomnia pills would actually energize him, since they contain magic....

“But I’m speaking English just like you silly!”

I thought the language was described as ‘Ponish.’

What’s the deal with MC’s reluctance with the collar? He’s diagnosed with a magic equivalent of an infectious disease and is given a cure to protect himself and others, but he doesn’t want it? Does he have any particular hatred for watches, belts, or jewelry? Is this collar inordinately heavy or uncomfortably large that it impedes daily activities? So he gets some looks. Own it and it’ll become cool. Get Rarity to make your shirt or jacket collars extra large like a noire detective or wear thin scarfs like a well dressed collage dork. There’s no need to make this a big deal.

…Or is it the magical depression that’s over-sensationalizing the issue?