• Published 18th Jan 2012
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We're not in Dustbowl anymore... - 4tehPlot



A "tragic" accident leaves two unlikely men in a strange new land...

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Chapter: 2

(A/N: Feedest thee notte, yon trolls!)

The walk back to Fluttershy's cottage seemed to have opposite effects on me and Viktor. He, of course, still had that stupid grin plastered on his face. Trailing a few paces behind them, I started to sink into despair. Well, here I am. Stuck in the middle of La-La-Land, my only ally being a man that I had previously believed to be mentally sound. Whenever I can't overcome something easily, I usually sink into a bottomless pool of pessimism for a while, before I have a miraculous breakthrough and find myself inspired again. Just like the breakthrough with the device. Except it wasn't as miraculous as I thought it to be initially. Despite my attempts at self-assuring myself, I ended up just wallowing in my sorrows for the rest of the walk.

We finally reached our destination. As we walked up, I noticed a chicken coop, with what appeared to be yet another of the creatures in it, except instead of yellow and pink, it was yellow and gray. It turned it's head towards me, and yet, it wasn't exactly looking at me... Well, at least one eye was. I don't have time for this, I thought, realizing that Viktor and 'Fluttershy' had already entered the cottage.

I had to duck a little to get under the door. Once I walked in, I took a look around. The inside was, not surprisingly, just as quaint as the outside. A small kitchen area that also served as a fireplace, a few cabinets and tables, and a small red rug with a flower on it adorned the center of the green wood floor. I also noticed many tiny wooden stairways that small animals were scurrying up. Before I could ask, a carrot hit me in the side of the head, knocking my glasses off. They fell to the floor, and I heard, to my chagrin, the sound of a lens cracking. I swore in German under my breath as I fumbled around. As I picked the glasses up, I heard Fluttershy talking. "No, Angel! No! We do NOT throw things at guests. Now, show him you're sorry."

I put my glasses on, looking through the left lens, just in time to see a little rabbit stick out his tongue mockingly and hop away. Fluttershy sighed and turned to me. "I'm so so so sorry mister, Angel can be such a pain sometimes... Oh my, your lens broke. Don't worry, I know JUST who to get for this. I'll be right back, okay?"

With that, she hurried out and closed the door behind her. I stood there for a second, then let out a defeated sigh and slumped against the wall. Viktor still looked overjoyed. For some goddamned reason, he didn't have a care in the world, prancing around like this was no big deal.

He was even talking to himself. "Oh, Flootershy's going to bring Twilight over, and-"

"What?" I interrupted him. "Who's Twilight? Viktor, do you know something about all zis zhat I don't?"

His smile faded, and he looked down. He scratched his head as he attempted to avoid the subject.

"Well, uh, you zee, I... Can we talk other time?"

"Viktor..." I warned. Despite this, he crossed his arms and refused to say anything more.

And thus the time past, me glaring, and him refusing to budge. The mood, unfortunately, remained this way until Fluttershy returned with yet another horse-thing in tow.

This one was was still garishly colored, lavender with a streak of magenta in it's mane. It lacked wings but it did have a... horn? On its head? Wait... No, this... this is... I suddenly realized that me and Viktor are going to spending god knows how long in a magical paradise of unicorns, gumdrops, and rainbows. Well, I didn't see that coming. I sighed loudly, getting glances from everyone present. I guess that I should get used to it... Nothing really matters anymore! I can do whatever I want, and nobody will stop me! I grinned a little as I started to look at everything around me in a new light.

It was then that the unicorn spoke, albeit under her breath to the other horse-thing. "Jeez, Fluttershy, you said they were weird, but... wow!"

"I should zhink ze same for talking horses," I retorted curtly, earning me a glare bordering on hateful from Viktor.
Seriously, what is going on in his head?

"Ponies," the unicorn corrected flatly.

Right. Ponies. A little girl's dream come true. Or Viktor's. Ha! That would be hilarious.

Looking at him again, though, it didn't look like it would be too big of a stretch. Whereas he simply looked at the winged pony with childish fascination, he stared intensely, with rapt attention, as the unicorn unpacked some things it had brought in what appeared to be saddlebags. Figures.

"So..." she started. "Can I see your glasses really quickly?"

"Sure," I replied nonchalantly. I was still digesting the implications of the whole situation, so I wasn't really feeling the energy to protest.

If it was physically possible, my eyes might have bugged right out of my skull right then, as I watched an iridescent purple glow wash over the broken lens, melding the crack together almost magically.

"How... How did you do zhat?" I asked, dumbfounded.

She gave a mischievous little grin and said, "Duh. Magic."

"Great, a comedian. Seriously, vhat did you just do?"

She seemed genuinely confused by my answer. "It's quite simple. I used a spell to fix the lens. What's so hard to get?"

I was tiring of this game. "Listen, I know magic isn't real, alright?"

She seemed quite taken aback for a second, then a look of concern took hold. She floated my glasses to me, making me stare wide-eyed at the spectacle for a second. "Oh, is it just that you've never met a unicorn before?" she inquired.

I couldn't help but snicker a little at the irony of the question. Dismissing this, the unicorn inquired again.

"If you don't mind me asking, what exactly... are you?

This time, Viktor replied, calmly and casually. "We are humans."

It seemed like an odd manner of speaking, but I suppose it was appropriate.

"Come again?" the unicorn said.

"Oh..." Viktor seemed to deflate a little. "I guess you have not heard of humans."

"Sorry, but... I'm afraid not," the unicorn said sheepishly. Suddenly, she spoke again, in an embarrassed tone.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I completely forgot to introduce myself. My name is Twilight Sparkle."

"Mine is Viktor."

Well, I may as well be friendly. "I'm Nicholas. Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Twilight seemed to perk up a little.

"Hey, Fluttershy, do you think I could take these two back to the library for a bit? I have so many questions!" she inquired eagerly.

"O... Ok, if you think that would be good," she said in that quiet tone of hers. Actually, it's kind of cute. Oh, god. I'm calling a giggly-sparkle-pony cute. My masculinity is slipping every second now...

"Great!" Twilight exclaimed. "Now, if you'll just follow me..."

Viktor, of course, leaped up at a moment's notice, dashing out the door after Twilight before I had even gotten up.
before I left, I thanked Fluttershy for her hospitality, as Viktor had so rudely forgotten to do. As I strode out, I realized that we hadn't had any of the tea that was so graciously prepared for us. Twilight and Viktor were a bit further down the road, conversing. I'd better catch up with them, I thought as I picked up my pace.

I shivered. It was actually quite cold outside. Why was I not bothered by this earlier? Quite frankly, it was goddamn freezing. Viktor didn't seem to be bothered by the frigid conditions, though. Leave it to the Russian...

For the most part, the trip to the library went without incident, albeit a few curious stares from the townsfolk, and Viktor slipping on a patch of ice and landing hard on his shoulder, causing him to say some very profane things. The unicorn just blushed slightly and looked away with a bemused expression. Viktor heaped apologies on her, but she insisted that he drop it. We just walked along the rest of the way, occasionally making small talk, but for the majority of the time, we just plodded along and admired the scenery, while Viktor rubbed his shoulder and muttered under his breath a few times.

After plenty of freezing wind and annoying iced-over paths, we arrived at the library, at which point Twilight mentioned that it also served as her house.

"You live in a tree?" I asked in an amused tone as we walked inside.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with that?" she huffed.

Before I could respond, a childish yelp echoed through the tall space.

"MONSTERS! MONSTERS ARE INVADING! SOUND THE ALARM! MAN THE FORT, WE'RE BEING ATTACKED!"

A small purple-and-green reptile appeared, banging a spoon against a cookie sheet, having already donned his sauce-pot helm. He cried out and ran at us, brandishing a kitchen utensil and looking absolutely ridiculous. He was stopped halfway by that "magical" violet aura, where he floated in mid-air, grunting and swinging his limbs around feebly.

I couldn't help but snicker a little.

"But Twiliiiiiiiight, this is my moment of glory!" The reptilian emphasized.

"I'm not in the mood for this, Spike," Twilight replied impassively.

She released him, and he trudged upstairs, but not without turning around and gesturing to me, "I'm watching you."

"I'm very sorry about that," the unicorn apologized. "Don't worry, things are NOT this crazy all the tim-"

BAM! Thud. A multicolored blur smacked a window open on its hinges, flying into the room and completely ruining the careful organization of the leftmost bookshelf.

Suddenly, a pegasus appeared from the wreckage. This one was... Rainbow. I almost thought it wasn't going to happen, but there it is. A rainbow pony. Wunderbar.

Before anyone could react, the door burst open, and in streamed 2 ponies, and orange one and a white one. Fluttershy, however, didn't appear to be present. Following right behind, a fourth one came in, a vibrant pink ball of energy, bouncing up and down and running her mouth like a maniac. They were all chatting idly, and the orange one said, "Howdy," to Twilight. As soon as they fully entered, and saw us near the wall, they all just stopped and stared, even the pink one, whose jaw had dropped to a level that I was pretty sure to be physically impossible.

Uh-oh... I thought. Sheisse just got real.