• Published 6th Jan 2013
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The Klondike Bar - 1337Pony



When a human gets transported into Equestria by unknown means, the love of his life is brutally murdered and he begins working under Twilight Sparkle. Soon he discovered his ability of magic and begins developing this to hopefully find a way home.

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I Am Being Learned

Klondike Bar

Chapter 2

I Am Being Learned

I woke up to the smell of pancakes. Not, just any pancakes, freshly cooked, made from scratch pancakes. They smelled out of this world. Well, technically they were, but you get the point.

I yawned and stretched my back until I heard several satisfying cracks. I did the same with my neck and my knuckles. Sleeping on a bed two sizes too small did not do the body good.

I slid my feet off the bed and began walking up the stairs. I froze in place when I heard unfamiliar voices on the other side of the door.

“Well thanks for returning that book Pinkie. Just try not to get any frosting on it next time, okay?” I recognized that voice as Twilight.

“Okie dokie lokie!” said the other individual in a rather loud and obnoxious way.

I slowly creaked the door open and looked out. There was a another pony, this one a darkish pink. A book covered in a yellowish substance was held in the mouth of the pony I was assuming to be Pinkie. How she talked with her mouth filled with a book was completely out of my grasp.

Pinkie’s body suddenly started shaking violently and ended with her rump in the air.

“Another Pinkie sense moment?” Twilight asked.with a twinge of fear. She stole a quick glance at the door and when she saw me her mouth almost fell open.

“Well, that usually happens when I’m about to meet a new friend. Weird, I know EVERYBODY in Ponyville and no one else has moved in in. You know what this means, don’t you?” Pinkie said as she seriously squinted her eyes at Twilight.

“I-I, uh, have no idea!” Twilight said with a coy smile.

“It means SOMEONE IS COMING TO PONYVILLE SOON! Ohhh this is so exciting! I’m gonna make cakes and cupcakes and get streamers! And then I’ll.. I’ll,” Pinkie stopped as she took a sharp intake of breath. “I better get started now! See you later Twilight!”

“Umm... bye Pinkie.”

As Pinkie left the building Twilight sighed deeply and closed the wooden door with magic. I still wasn’t used to the whole magic thing. Recreating my entire idea of how the universe worked would probably take more than a few days.

“That was really, really stupid,” Twilight said as she walked towards the kitchen.

“Yes, I know. That’s kind of my thing. By the way, you was that mentally disturbed pony?”

“That’s just Pinkie Pie. She’s not messed up in the head, just sorta weird.”

Twilight didn’t seem too sure of herself. Pinkie Pie definitely had AT LEAST two mental conditions.

“Twilight could I ask you something? How exactly does magic work?”

“Well, it’s complicated, but here’s the basics. Every living thing has a life force, which is different for everypony. Sentient beings such as ponies have much more life force, which helps them out in everyday life. Earth ponies naturally use this life force to become much stronger than the other two types of ponies. Pegasi can-”

“Waaaaaaiiiiiiiiittttt. Flying ponies? You know what? I’m not even surprised anymore. Continue.”

“Anyway... pegasi can use this life force in their wings to fly, a feat that would normally be impossible due to their small wing size. Their life force also allows them to manipulate the weather. And finally, there are unicorns. They are born with more life force and can then concentrate it on a certain point, almost always their horn, and can then project it into magic.”

“Wait, you said almost always on their horns. You mean there are other ways to use magic?”

“Well, yes. Although uncommon, certain unicorns can actually use magic from their hooves. There have even been cases of pegasi and earth ponies using magic, although it is very rare and the extent of their magical abilities is very limited.”

“Does this mean that... I might be able to use magic?”

“Well it’s certainly a possibility. Don’t get too hopeful though, from what you said to me magic doesn’t exist in your home world, so I doubt your body is even remotely suited for magic.”

“Well, it’s worth a try, right?”

“Not now, we have to eat. The foods going to get cold, and I need to go run some errands.”

“Could I go with you?” I knew the answer to that before I finished saying it.

“Of course not. The town will go in panic if they see an alien.”

“Well to me, you all are the aliens.”

“Fair enough, but still no. Now come on, I made some pancakes.”

My stomach grumbled in agreement. I had completely forgotten how hungry I had been. Twilight trotted ahead of me and I followed. By the time I had made it to the table, she was already magically putting pancakes on her plate.

“SPIIIKE! DINNER’S READY!” Twilight yelled upstairs.

I heard loud grumblings and the dragging of footsteps on the stairs. Spike appeared before us holding a blanket and grumpily sat himself down on the table.

I took a hold of the fork and began cutting the pancakes. The second I put the food into my mouth, my life changed. I paused halfway through my chewing. This was the best thing I have ever tasted. Maybe it was because ponies used more advanced agriculture or they used magic to make their crops taste better, but it didn’t matter. I just knew that if my mouth could orgasm, it had just done so.

“Excuse me.” I said softly. I picked up the plate and went towards the bathroom.

“Where are you going?” Twilight asked?

“I’m going to eat these motherfucking pancakes?”

“What does ‘fuck’ mean?”

I didn’t care to answer. I entered the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I placed the plate on the side of the sink and closed my eyes.

I threw my head on the plate and began eating the food like an animal. Syrup and small pieces of the pancakes splashed all over my body. I scooped as much as possible into my mouth and swallowed, then repeated that process over and over.

When all the food on my plate was either in my stomach or on my body, I turned on the sink and began washing my face. After a minute of vigorous scrubbing, most of the horribly mutilated flapjacks had been removed.

I left the bathroom and rejoined Twilight and Spike at the table. They both eyed me strangely as I put my plate into the sink.

“I’m going to go out now. I’ll be back in a few hours if I hurry. Just try not to burn the house down, okay?” Twilight said to me.

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back my insatiable urges. The universe will be lucky if I don’t completely destroy it before you get home.”

Twilight chuckled in a light-hearted tone. “I’ll see you later. Bye!”

“G’bai.” I replied.

Well this was just great. An entire world filled with talking ponies, super awesome animals, magic, and other cool shit. And here I was reading some books. I sighed.

“I’m going back to bed” Spike said as he hopped off his chair.

I remember my conversation about magic and looked over at the utensils Spike left on the table. I extended my hand and concentrated on the fork. I squinted my eyes and felt power draining from my body, as if I was trying to fight a deep sleep. A dull reddish aura slowly began enveloping my hand. I concentrated more, imagining the fork moving towards me. There is no fork. The fork began vibrating. I was doing it, I was going to move the fork, I-

Darkness.

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Author's Note:

Well the story has just gotten damn interesting. Hooray for me making stuff up on the spot. I ACTUALLY have an idea what I'm doing next. I'm really starting to scare myself. Please tell me any suggestions you have BECAUSE I NEED INSPIRATION! If I use your idea I will give credit and tell everyone about your amazing sexiness.

Comments ( 12 )

I'm going to eat these motherfucking pancakes

I couldn't have said it better myself :pinkiehappy:

1965430 The pancakes were having sex with his mother, so he had to get revenge.

1965445
Who doesn't know that, god. Anyho, when we gonna write this colab?? :unsuresweetie:

1965666 Lol Idunno. Whenever you can get on Skype just call me.

K. Bro (Shoot me just for saying that) :twilightoops:

1965729 *Bang* *Bang*

1981544
*Epic Death Scene* I have an idea for our story, bleurgh :raritycry: :raritydespair: the horror X_X

1981554 Prerequisites: Clop, mutilation, clop, futa, clop, multi-penis ponies.

I think he needs to teach twilight what "fuck" means......(both definitions)....or he could teach the pancakes;)

Needs more combustion spells, wet dreams involving Shelly (R.I.P.) and more devouring/mutilating of FOOD.

2000795 All of those ideas shall be implemented. I love it when people are as sick and twisted as me. :trollestia:

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