Two bronies die and are sent to Equestria! Fun ensues! Not finished yet, so stay tuned.
Two bronies are killed, but instead of being sent to heaven, they go to Equestria. They then meet the other ponies and adapt to their new bodies. A so far unfinished story. Co-author is Isaiahayah (Gizmo).
The bell rang at San Juan Hills High School, ending fourth period. For Blake and Isaiah, it ended Spanish, their most dreaded subject. They packed up and left their class, awaiting the coming lunch period. They always had great discussions about My Little Pony, since they were all bronies.
“Hey, do you guys want to come to my house tomorrow? The mare-a-thon is on Saturday, and we could watch it together!” Connor said, a wide grin on his face.
“Sounds epic!” Blake yelled, giving him a brohoof.
“Tomorrow it is, then.” Isaiah said.
They all looked at Ben. “Fine, I’ll come, too.” the only non brony said.
The next day, they all met to go to Connor’s house. Ben and Connor crossed the street, followed closely by Blake and Isaiah. At that moment, a car came down the road, the driver texting. They looked over just in time to see the car slam into them full force, then nothing.
I woke up with absolutely no idea where I was. I was in pain, so much pain I couldn’t even open my eyes to look at my surrounding. I lay there silently, until I heard a faint grunt to the right of me. I could recognize that voice anywhere.
“B-Blake?” I said, my voice raspy with pain. I could tell by the sounds he made that his condition was not much better than mine. We just lay there with our eyes closed, but then Blake said to me, “Dude, wha-what happened?”
“Don’t be alarmed, but I think we may have just died.” I said with doubt in my voice.
“No way, you wouldn’t be talking to me right now if we were dead.”
We both sat up and rubbed our faces violently to wake us up from our deep coma. I opened my eyes to see a dark cyan colored Pegasus with a blond slicked back mane. It looked back into my eyes and we screamed louder than we ever have before. I looked at the pony and shouted, “What are you and what did you do with Blake!?!” “Dude I am Blake,” he responded. “I think we turned into ponies!” I looked down hoping to see a normal hand which was now the hoof of a pony. At this point I was freaking out, I didn’t know what I was gonna do. Blake raised his hoof and slapped me in the head and turned my head toward a village he had been staring at. He faced me and said, “It’s Ponyville, we- we’re in Equestria!” I faced back toward him our mouths both gaping wide in excitement. We both pranced around overjoyed then we both jumped as high as the trees were that pounded each others hooves and shouted, “BROHOOF!”
“You’re a Pegasus, can you fly?” I asked while I gestured flapping wings.
“I can’t seem to move them, It’s a new limb I don’t know how to move yet. Well your a unicorn a you make that stick over there float?”
“How is this magic even supposed to work? Ugh they make it seem so easy in the show, oh well we will find things out soon enough.” We began to head toward Ponyville and I realized I didn’t even know how I looked in pony form so Blake and I found a mirror in the window of Rarity’s dress shop. I looked a myself and i saw a very handsome unicorn with a swoopy brown manecut and a tan coat. Rarity walked outside of her shop noticing me looking inside and said to me, “What is a handsome stallion like you doing looking in a dress shop for?” My cheeks turned red and I said to her, “I was just looking at your beautiful dresses madam...”
“Rarity” She observed me for a while then her face lit up as she said, “I have just the thing for you!” The white unicorn then ran into her shop and brought out a pair of thick black reading glasses. She placed them on my nose and stated,
“They’re perfect on you!”
“Oh thank you Miss Rarity but I’m afraid I cannot afford to buy anything right now.”
“You don’t have to pay darling you’re new here, and think of it as a welcoming present from Rarity.”
“Why thank you Miss Rarity, have a nice evening”
“Oh you too darling and please call me Rarity”
Blake and I began walking again and he looked at me very strangely. Soon enough I noticed his staring and asked him what was wrong. He got a very proud grin on his face and said, “She seemed to like you a lot.”
I nodded and said, “Why would she like me; I’m a no-pony, and Rarity is very picky about her stallions.”
“Well maybe your her pick.” Blake said with a smug grin. I just rolled my eyes and then fixed the glasses that were currently falling off my face.
Blake and I both decided it would be best if we met Pinkie Pie first because of her knowledge of everypony in town; even though we know a lot about the ponies from the show, there was still a lot to learn. We began to head over to Sugar Cube Corner because we assumed Pinkie spent most of her day there making treats as well as eating them. However, our knowledge of the show did not include a map of Ponyville so we got lost pretty quickly; the city seemed much bigger actually being there. We walked around aimlessly trying to find our way for was seemed like hours, and i lowered my head in disappointment and then turned another corner. BAM! I ran into none other than the pink pony my friend and I have so desperately been looking for; call it fate, dumb luck, or a coincidence, I was just glad to see her.
“Oh I’m sorry- *gasp* you’re new here aren’t you, hi I’m Pinkie Pie and you are?”
I looked at Blake implying he should talk to her so I can spare myself of a headache.
“Uh I’m Jetfire and this is Gizmo.”
I looked at him strangely and thinking to myself that i could work with that.
“Well i was wondering if you could tell us, because we’re new around here, about everypony who lives here?” Blake said, and immediately regretted it.
“Well!” She inhaled deeply and began to tell us about everypony, their hobbies, their looks, their jobs, and their special somepony if they had one. I made sure to pay attention to the “Special Somepony” part to think of my options. It was a lot to process but it somehow made a lot of sense to us though, which was strange because this was Pinkie talking. I looked at her and to satisfy her hunger to party I said to her, “It sucks nopony will throw us a “Welcome to Ponyville” party for us.” She gasped and ran away faster then you can say “w-.” Blake then turned to me and said, “Oh you’re good.” I rubbed my hoof on my chest gesturing that I already knew that, and we began to trot toward Twilight’s library.
As we slowly trotted toward Twilight’s library we heard a loud boom coming from the library, we then ran into the library and down in the basement where Twilight conducted all her scientific experiments. We saw her standing there with an ash covered coat and her mane blown back. She looked at me and Blake with wide eyes and flush cheeks and said, “OH, I was not expecting anypony uh will you kindly wait up stairs while I fix myself up a bit?”
We waited for a while then finally she came up with her beautiful coat and mane groomed and her eyes as big as ever. I stared for a while in awe of how cute she really was; Blake noticed my staring and whispered in my ear, “Damn.” Him knowing I always had a thing for Twilight, but then i nudged him with my elbow as a sign for him to quit making wise ass remarks. I began to ask her if she was looking for help around the library and possibly become her new student, as Blake began to wander around the library looking at books he may want to read later on. She asked of my magical abilities because if I had none she really couldn’t hire me. I stood there delaying the truth then out of no where there was another explosion coming from below causing all the books to fall of the shelf of the library. Suddenly my horn started to glow and I shut my eyes, when I opened them I managed to catch all the books with a grayish blue aura around them. She was impressed. Not even she could react so quickly to something like that, and her special talent is magic. She agreed to teach me and she let me be her librarian. I thought about how not having a place to live would be rough so I asked her, “Uh Twilight would you mind if I stayed here, because I just moved her so I really have no where to go.”
“Well the thing is, is my parents are coming for a visit so I’m going to need the room for now. But there are plenty of spare bedrooms in Sweet Apple Acres, my dear friend Applejack works there and she is always glad to help out.”
“Thank you so much for the help Twilight, I’m looking forward to working with you!” Blake and I walked out of the library, I was no longer Isaiah, I was Gizmo! ________________________________________________________
I walked away from the library, feeling an overwhelming sense of pride in my friend. In the first day of us being in Ponyville, he had scored a job, possibly a girlfriend, and a place for us to stay. There was a shadow next to us that i hadn’t noticed before. I looked up, and my heart jumped. Above us was the one pony in Equestria that I cared for more than anypony else, Rainbow Dash. My wings unfolded automatically at the sight of her. Oh God, I have a wingboner... Suddenly, I took off. Having never flown before, this scared the crap out of me. I didn’t care. My love for Dash was stronger than my fear for my life.
As she saw me approach, she started to fly away as fast as she could. I can’t blame her. If some strange pony was flying toward me at full speed, I’d be scared, too. She dove down between some trees, trying to lose me, but I kept up with her. I got up next to her and looked over at her. So beautiful...
I looked back over just in time to notice that I was headed toward the trunk of a tree at full speed. I panicked. I did a kind of half barrel roll thing, and when I opened my eyes, I was looking up at her, flying upside down! She looked down at me with a smile on her face, obviously impressed. Dash flew up ahead and landed in a grassy field. I tried to follow suit, but ended up landing on my back. I lay on my back, looking up into her beautiful eyes.
“Nice flying!” She said, “You might want to work on your landings a bit more though.” She chuckled. “The name’s Rainbow Dash.”
“Jetfire. Nice to, uh, meet you.” I couldn’t tell if it was the crash or my love making me sound like a blathering idiot.
“Nice name! It makes you sound awesome!” She said rather enthusiastically. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you around here before. Are you new here?”
“Yeah, me and my friend just arrived and were headed to Sweet Apple Acres because we heard they had extra rooms. However, we’re sorta lost. Could you help us find it?” Smooth, Blake.
At that moment, Isaiah popped out of the woods, looking exhausted. “Jet, thank God I found you. I thought I had lost you.” he said, exasperated.
“Ah, Rainbow Dash, this is my friend Gizmo.” I said. They brohoofed.
“Nice to meet you.” Dash said.
“Likewise.” Isaiah replied.
“Alright, now that he’s here, why don’t we head out?” I asked Dash.
“Sounds good! Let’s move out!” She called.
She flew on ahead, leaving me and Isaiah on the ground.
“I see what you did there,” he said, smiling, “Nice.”
I gave him a smile and flew off to catch up with Dash.
The trek to Sweet Apple Acres was long, but Dash was able to give me some great flying tips. I even landed a few times. I considered landing upright a success for me. I could tell that Isaiah, though, was bored out of his mind. He kept levitating small twigs and rocks to try to practice his magic, though he could only get them a few inches off the ground. He actually picked one up and tried to move it toward him, but it flew too fast and ended up hitting him in the face, getting a laugh from me and Dash.
We finally arrived at the farm. We spotted Applejack and Big Mac talking to each other by a tree. Rainbow waved them over and introduced us. ` “Hey AJ, this is Jetfire and Gizmo. They’re new here and were looking for a place to stay. You got anything avaliable?” Dash asked.
“Ah may have something available. You must be Jetfire,” she said, looking at me.
“And you must be Gizmo,” she said, looking at Isaiah. If I didn’t know better, I’d say she was checking him out.
“Applejack?” Dash said, looking at her friend. She had been staring at Gizmo for a while.
“What? Oh, yeah. Uh, right this way,” she said, motioning for us to follow. She brought us to the house. I could see Granny Smith baking an apple pie in the kitchen, and it made the house smell so good. We walked down a hallway to a stairwell leading into the basement.There were three rooms in the basement.
“Well, here you are! Now, I hope you’re not expecting to stay here for free...” said Applejack.
“No, no, of course not!” Isaiah said, “We’ll do what ever needs done.”
“Well good then! I’ll give y’all some time to get settled. Dinner is in an hour!”
“Well, here we are. I call the middle room!” I said, flying toward the door. I got in and looked around, and there wasn't much. Just a bed, dresser, mirror, and desk. I decided to check myself out in the mirror, since I had never actually seen myself in my pegasus form. Damn, I look badass! I went back to getting the room in order.
“SOUPS ON EVERYPONY!” Applejack yelled through the house.
I walked upstairs. What smelled so good? There was a platter covered in hay burgers. I looked at it with doubt. Hay? Really? I need meat! Oh, wait... pony... vegetarian... crap... Just for fun, I walked up and took a bite of a hay burger. Oh my god! This is DELICIOUS! How could hay taste so good?
I lay in bed that night with a stomach ache. How many hay burgers did I eat? Five? Ten? I don’t even know. I realized how cold I was getting and reached down to pull up my blanket. How are you supposed to grab something with hooves? After a bit of effort, I managed to hook it under my hooves and pull it up. Damn, this is gonna be harder than I thought.
Three Days Later
Work on the farm was tough. Being a pegasus, Applejack had me fly around and get the harder to reach apples. Isaiah was tallying. Near the end of the day, I went to my room to get some rest. As I lay in my bed, I heard footsteps coming down the hall. That’s odd... Applejack never comes down here... I opened the door and saw Applejack’s tail disappearing into Isaiah’s room. Then he started yelling and gasping. I looked in and couldn’t believe what I saw. Applejack had Isaiah PINNED DOWN and she was licking his neck. I flew by and ripped her off of him.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” I yelled at her.
“Uh, I... I’m sorry... I... I just love him!” She said, tears welling up in her eyes.
“Sorry, Applejack. I just have another mare I’m interested in. It’s nothing against you.” Isaiah said.
“Ok... I understand... I... I’m sorry...” She said.
I stood up and let her go. She walked out of the room, feeling heartbroken. I turned and looked at him.
“Wow, less than a week in Ponyville and you almost got raped,” I said, smiling.
“You bring this up to anypony else and I swear to God, I will fucking kill you,” Isaiah said.
“No problem, bro. Your secret’s safe with me.”
I walked out of the room, snickering. I lay in bed and fell asleep, waiting to see the awkwardness ensue the next day.
I opened my eyes, I’m surprised I got any sleep considering that scene with Applejack last night. It’s going to be tough acting as if nothing happened, because something like that is hard to ignore. Worst part is I’m going to work at the library for a while, and not only is Twilight gonna be there but so are her parents. My body is overwhelmed with nervous tension; I’m laying in bed sweating like a pig, and then I hear someone at the door.
“Uh who is it?” I got out of bed rushing to get some clothes on, but I realized that I’m a pony and I don’t need clothes. Oh the pros and cons.
“It’s me Jet, can I come in?” He said in a very soft voice.
“Uh dude you’re my friend what do you think...”
He walked in annoyed by my comment, “So what the hell was that last night?”
“Dude I have no idea, why the hell was Applejack so horny?”
He laughed, “Well the thing is I noticed her staring at you a lot when you were working the farm. She would always take me to the side and tell me how polite and friendly you are. Also she spends most of her time on a secluded farm you can’t blame her for going a little nuts.”
“Well that makes sense, I mean, I am pretty great.” I chuckled.
“Anyways we should get going we still have to harvest some apples today.” He said turning and heading toward the door.
It’s going to be a very interesting day. At least I get to see Twilight again, after two and a half days of nothing but apples I really want some books. Maybe I can even start to write a story, maybe a science fiction, I don’t think anypony has even heard of one of those before. I bet Twilight would really like them. A few hours have passed and still no sign of Applejack, I don’t know if I should interpret that as good or bad. Then I saw Big Macintosh carrying a basket of apples, and I decided to approach him.
“Oh hey Big Mac, have you seen Applejack anywhere?”
“Eeyup.” He said in his casual deep voice.
“Well where is she? I haven’t seen her around.”
He paused for a moment trying not to say anything because all he wants to say is yep or nope. I just stared at him impatiently.
“Uh... She’s taking the day off and she told me to tell you guys to continue bucking the south field.” He said with his hoof behind his head.
“Okay well I need to go at 10:00 A.M. because I’m going to work at the library, is that okay?”
“Eeyup, it’s 8:00 now so you gotta work your flank off until then.”
I trotted over to the south field with Jetfire and began to buck all the trees. One thing for sure, Applejack must have strong legs because it takes us a few bucks before even one apple falls off let alone all the apples. Time went by incredibly slowly, it felt like Spanish class, never ending. Not only was it slow but it was one of the hottest days ever, I was sweating so much it began to really irritate me. I went to check the clock by the Cutie Mark Crusaders club house and only an hour passed.
“*Sigh* Jet I’m going to head to the library, will you cover for me?” I said eyes lowered and breathing deeply.
“No problem Gizmo, leave it to me!” He said smiling.
“Thanks man, I owe you one.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” His smile grew bigger and got an evil look on his face.
“O......okay I’ll see you later.” I said running away.
“Good luck man!”
Walking back into Ponyville was a breath of fresh air, I’m more of a city stallion anyway. But the colors amaze me, never has a walk through a village made me so happy before. I saw the usual background characters like Bon-Bon, Dr. Whooves (mental note: talk to him), Derpy, etc. I stopped and examined the Celestia statue in the middle of the town keeping in mind the Ask Princess Molestia comic about her disguising herself as the statue and listening to ponies dirty conversations. Laughing I start to head to the library again.
I walked in the library happy to finally start my first day of paying work. There I saw Twilight reading a book with Ms. Smartypants, then she looked up at me and stashed the doll away quickly.
“Oh hey Gizmo you’re early um that was just um... Well anyway would you mind organizing these books please?”
I smiled, “Of course Twilight that’s what I’m here for right?” I said while beginning to levitate all the books and sorting them, while keeping a steady pace.
“Wow, good work; oh I want you to meet my parents. Mom, Dad come here. There’s somepony I want you to meet.”
Nervousness flooded through my body when I saw her parents walking downstairs from the guest room. They look very regal and wise, and Twilight’s dad reminds me of my dad. It makes me sad thinking about my family, so I tried to keep my cool and stand tall with a smile on my face.
They approached me and held out there hooves. I took Twilight’s father’s hoof and shook it vigorously.
“Woah, that’s a great shake you got there.” He said chuckling.
"Thank you Mr. Sparkle, my name’s Gizmo.”
“Great to meet you.” He said with a big grin.
“Likewise.”
Then I turned toward Twilight’s mother, took her hoof, kissed it, and said, “Ah the lovely Mrs. Sparkle. It’s a true honor meeting you.”
“Oh, so chivalrous! *giggle* Twilight we must have dinner with this stallion!”
“Oh there is no need for that-”
“It’s our treat, think of it as a welcoming party.” Mr. Sparkle interrupted me.
“Well I guess I can’t refuse such a generous offer, thank you so much Mr. and Mrs. Sparkle!” I said with a wide grin.
“Will you watch over the library while my parents and I get some lunch?” Twilight asked me.
“Of course, not an issue. Oh Twilight, do you have a spare notebook or something I could use?”
“Yes I do actually!”
Her horn began to glow and I looked over and saw a brown leather book levitating toward me.
“Thank you, you three have a good time okay!”
“We will!” All three said together.
They walked out the door and positioned myself behind a desk, opened the notebook, and began to brainstorm ideas for stories. I thought of something and reached for something to write with. I could not find a single quill or pencil around. Great, now what...
I sat there for a while and remembered something, and I took a deep breath and shouted, “SPIKE!!!” I heard stumbling upstairs, and then before I knew it the purple dragon appeared before my eyes.
“Hey wait your not Twilight! Where’s Twilight?!”
“She went out to lunch with her parents, but for now I’m in charge.”
“Wait wait wait wait wait.... WHO ARE YOU!?”
“Oh right I haven’t met you yet. I’m Gizmo, I’m new here and Twilight gave me a job to be her librarian.”
“So that means I don’t have to organize the books anymore?”
“Yes it does spike.”
“YEAH! Finally a little weight off my back!” He said hopefully.
“You still have to be her and my assistant, by the way would you be a pal and get me a quill please.”
“Sure you seem nice why not.”
I laughed while I watched Spike strutted around the library looking for a quill. He found one then tossed it to me. I caught it and began levitating the feather around trying to exercise my magic. I began writing a sci-fi story, but Spike kept pestering me, asking me a lot of questions about my origin and things like that. I slammed the quill down and shouted, “SPIKE, can we talk about this some other time? I’m working and this requires concentration.”
“Well what is it you're doing?”
“I’m writing a story...”
“Cool, what about?”
I glared at him angrily, and he backed up symbolizing he would stop. Okay, now I can focus.
I began writing again then suddenly I let out a big stretch and looked at the clock.
“WHAT! Two hours already? Jeez time sure flies.” I looked down at the notebook and flipped through the pages and it turns out I wrote eleven pages in my creative trance.
“Wow you finally snapped out of it. I’ve been trying to talk to you for like thirty minutes.” He said, sounding relieved that I was still alive.
Then Twilight and her parents came in through the door, and they all looked very happy to see me. Her parents just walked upstairs very tired and I assumed they are going to nap. Twilight walked up to me and saw my notebook filled with words, and her face lit up.
“Wow you were busy weren’t you, do you mind if I read it?”
“Not at all, tell me what you think when your done.”
She trotted up into her room very happily and slammed the door. About fifteen minutes later she opened the door and ran up to me.
“This.... this is amazing! How do you come up with something like this, it’s genius!”
“Uh, I’m not sure. It just come natural to me I guess.”
“Well that explains your cutie mark, I never understood it until now.”
“Wha-” I looked down at my flank and there was a scroll and a quill. I never saw that before, did I just get? Then how did Twilight see it?
Too many questions were running through my brain. Then Twilight implied I should get some rest because it the dinner party was going to be soon. I walked over to Sweet Apple Acres, went in to my room, crawled into bed, and shut my eyes. Man, so far this day has been pretty awesome.
I woke up at around 5:00 P.M. and I needed to get ready. I don’t have anything special to wear; maybe I can drop by Rarity’s shop and see if she has anything I could afford. Twilight gave me eighty bits. I wonder if that’s enough, because I want Twilight’s parents to like me. I was laying in bed when suddenly Jet and Big Macintosh barged through the door. They seem a little... drunk if you ask me.
“Uh, hey how’s it going guys?” I asked them.
“Gizmo, you should have stayed. Big Mac brought down a bottle of liquor to the south field and this stuff is *hick* strong!” Jet said in a dazed tone.
“Eeyup!”
“Okay well I need to get ready for the party, I’ll see you later.”
He held out his wing impeding me from passing him and said, “Dude, a party without me?! That’s so lame, can I come with you?” “I don’t know, you seem really drunk.” “Pfft, I’m not that drunk *hick*. Besides Big Mac can sober me up, right Mac?”
“Eeyup!”
“Alright fine, you get sober while I get some clothes.”
I walked out of the farm house and I realized how disappointed I am in myself for letting him come along, but then again it’s Jet. He wouldn’t ruin something important to me. I swear the walk from the farm to Ponyville is a nightmare! I don’t know how Applejack does it. I finally got to Rarity’s and I walked inside and saw Rarity struggling with a dress she was making, and she was covered in thread.
“Here, let me help you out there.” I approached her and removed all the threading from her mane, behind her ears, and around her legs.
“Thank you sir, um I don’t believe I got your name the last time I saw you.”
“Oh of course it’s Gizmo.”
“Pleasure to meet you Gizmo!”
“Pleasure’s all mine!”
“Was there anything you needed?” She said continuing to work on her dress.
“Oh, right I need a suit for a dinner party I’m having with Twilight’s parents.”
“Oh Twilight! She is a great friend of mine, so just name your price and I’ll make you look fabulous.”
“Haha thank you. Twilight gave me 80 bits for work today so I guess I’ll just go all out. I don’t really have anything else to buy!”
“Of course I have just the thing for you!”
She decended into the back room where she stored all of her clothes, accessories, etc. She came out with an awesome brown p-coat and a blue scarf. I marveled at the outfit she picked for me, because it perfectly matched my persona. It is casual, yet professional. The question is how do I put it on?
“Would you like to try it on?” Rarity asked me.
“Oh no that’s perfect. Could you wrap it up for me?”
“Of course I can. Follow me, darling.” She began to trot over to the front counter. I followed her and she took out a box and neatly folded the outfit in the box.
“Now that will be 75 bits.”
“Of course here you go.” I handed her a little pouch filled with the bits.
I picked up the box, and began to walk away when Rarity called out to me.
“Uh Gizmo, do you not have a saddlebag?”
“No I’m afraid not, do you have any for sale?”
“Oh here you can take this one, free of charge of course.” She pulled out a tan, military style sattlebag.
“Thanks Rarity um why for free?”
“It was my dad’s old bag. I have no use for it, so you’re doing me a favor by taking it.”
“Thanks you so much Rarity! I hope to see you again soon.”
Rarity waved goodbye to me as I walked out the door, and I slipped the box of clothes in the bag Rarity gave me. Now I get to check on Jet and Mac.
I got to Sweet Apple Acres and saw Mac and Jet underneath an apple tree, laying there having a conversation.
“So are you guys still drunk?” I said as I approached them slowly.
“Nnope.” Mac said.
“Yah it was pretty easy we just-”
I cut Jet off and said, “Well I guess you don’t have an outfit for the party.”
“Is it that big of a deal? Ponies hardly wear clothes anyway.” Jet said.
“You can borrow one of my button up shirts, they don’t fit me anymore.” Mac said getting up from his comfortable spot underneath the tree.
“That’s great! Thanks Mac.” Jet said, clearly excited for the dinner party.
Jet and I were finally ready for the party. We got our swag (a word i use jokingly because it pisses us both off), our cologne that Mac let us borrow, and our positive party attitudes. We left Sweet Apple Acres to head to a fancy restaurant called “La Rose D’or” which is french for “The Golden Rose.” Which meant we had to act respectful, mature, and poise. We arrived at La Rose D’or and we saw Twilight and her parents sitting patiently. I walked up to the table nervous and I greeted them with a bow and said, “Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Sparkle, this is my great friend Jetfire. He is new here as well.”
“Welcome to Ponyville Jetfire. It’s great to meet you.” Twlight and her parents said in unison.
“Oh well it’s great to meet you ponies too.” Jet said with an awkward smile.
“You may sit down.” Mr. Sparkle said hold his hoof out to the two open chairs.
I went to sit down and as soon as I put my flank on the cushioned part of the chair. I slid down in Lyra position, and that must mean Lyra doesn’t know how to sit either. I sat up as quickly as I could, and tried to stay that way.
“So Gizmo I heard you enjoy writing.” Said Mrs. Sparkle
“Oh yes he does! He wrote a story about an apocalypse and a family of ponies trying to survive.” Twilight said expressing her nerdy attitude.
“Wow that’s a wonderful plot!” Mr. Sparkle said.
“Hehe plot.” Jet said to himself. I turned to him and nudged him in arm.
“Why thank you, it is something I thought about a long time ago. It’s based off a dream I had.”
“Wow that’s amazing!” Twilight said.
A waiter came to our table and Mrs. Sparkle asked for there finest bottle of wine. My heart sunk thinking about it, because I’d never had wine before.
“Sweet!” Jet said with an excited look on his face.
“Haha do you enjoy wine?” Mrs. Sparkle asked.
“Of course, who doesn’t!”
The waiter brought us a bottle of wine and five glasses. Twilight used her magic to pour us all glasses. Twilight’s father rose his glass and spoke in a loud booming voice, “Attention everypony! I would like to propose a toast.” He cleared his throat, “Here’s to the new members of Ponyville! One of them being a damn fine writer, who will make it big one day; and his loving friend! You, Gizmo and Jetfire, have great attitudes, and we welcome that here in Ponyville.” He turned to us, “You two have what it takes to make a difference in all of Equestria, and I’m positive you will!” He sat back down as everypony began to clap their hooves together. A tear ran down my face for receiving such a heartwarming speech. I grabbed my glass and we all bumped each others glasses. I took a sip of the wine, and it was lovely!
“This is great!” I said while enjoying the bittersweet aftertaste of the wine.
“It’s their best wine!” Twilight said.
We sat around for a while talking about Ponyville, movies (didn’t know they existed here), books, and food. They were wonderful ponies, and I don’t think I have ever met anyone in the real world this friendly. We finished our meal which was possibly the greatest meal I have ever had, and Twilights mother ordered us a drink called “Cumulus.” Which was supposedly a strong alcoholic beverage.
“Uh is that a good idea?” Twilight asked.
“Of course it is, we have to show our new friends some fun.” Twilight’s father said.
“Oh this will be good.” I said to Jet in a nervous voice.
The waiter brought out a large clear bottle with a cyan liquid inside of it, and resembled the blue Gatorade. I took a sip and as soon as the liquid touched my tongue I cringed a little, but the aftertaste was very good and was better than the drink itself. Which I must say is very strange.
2 Hours Later
So that drink is way stronger than I expected. We drank about half the bottle and everypony is completely drunk off their flanks. Twilight and I are probably the only ponies who are not as drunk as the others, but our judgment is still very clouded. Jet leaned over in his chair to me and said, “Dude I got a great idea... Let’s teepee the schoolhouse!” Twilight’s dad hopped up.
“That’s a splendid idea Jet!” He said with much enthusiasm.
“I don’t know guys. The cutie mark crusaders go there and I think they’re pretty cool gals...” I wobbled around in my chair a bit.
“Those fillies are crazy! They almost made Cheerlie and Big Mac get married.” Twilight said while her eyes slightly drifted apart, or as we say it, “derped.”
“Oh c’mon Gizmo, let’s have a little fun!” Twilights mother said.
I agreed even though I knew it was a bad idea, then something hit me. Ponies use toilet paper? We arrived at the schoolhouse, and to be honest with you I have no idea where all this toilet paper came from. Everypony began to toss the tissue roles at the school house and I looked over at Twilight. She was standing looking rather sad. I looked down at the toilet paper that I was levitating and thought of a idea to make the ponies stop.
“TOILET PAPER FIGHT!” I shouted at the top of my lungs. Instantly the ponies turned from the schoolhouse and began throwing the rolls at one another. Twilight’s face lit up as she grabbed a few of her own and focused her fire on her parents. I thought to myself that this will be a memory that will last a long time.
