Princess Twilight Sparkle is new when it comes to be a ruler, while practicing a new spell, something went wrong, very wrong. Now she must survive in a place where the only law that haven't been broken is the law of gravity... but we're working on it
Twilight Sparkle is the newest princess of Equestria, so while trying to learn one of the many spells that comes with the title something went wrong, very wrong. Now she is living in a place where rulers only care for themselves, where honesty and loyalty are impossible to find, where kindness and generosity could get you killed, where laughter is used to stop the sadness of reality from consuming everyone's lives, magic is nonexistent and the only law that haven't been broken yet is the law of gravity... but we're working on it.
All of Twilight's knowledge will be put to the test and she will have to learn new lessons if she wants to survive, for she has entered in a place with a new form of thinking, a new form of acting and a new form of government. Twilight Sparkle has entered in: Venezuela.
No EG and is Pre-Season 4.
Once again, if you find a problem with the story (in terms of what needs to be edited) tell me and I'll fix it.
It was late a night in Ponyville, the foals were sleeping under the warm hug of their blankets, helping them to relax after the tiring day of going to school and later play with their friends. Their parents were also resting, resting with their special somepony after a taxing day of work doing what they love with the people they care for. The animals were resting for they felt peace, they only knew peace because the only danger they knew was on the Everfree Forest and it never went beyond that. The equestrians were happily sleeping under Luna's protection and her beautiful silver moon, embracing everything in Ponyville into a feeling of safety, security and peace for that was what all of Equestria felt under the wise rule of their princesses, for they always knew what was best for their ponies and they always cared for them, for Celestia and Luna, their ponies were everything and they would constantly try to help them in everything they could. And after centuries of struggles and practice, Celestia (and later on, Luna) learned how to maintain their ponies into Harmony for they knew nothing else but the joy of seeing their little ponie happy with their lives, never worrying over things that didn't affected their lives and the best proof of all of that harmony was being shown in this particular night in Ponyville, for everypony were resting in this lovely night. All of them, except for one pony that was still up in her wooden house, a library, practising new spells and learning the ways to protect Equestria with the same providence as her master, confident and second mother has been doing over the course of centuries in Equestria.
This pony in particular (so enthralled in learning about how to govern a kingdom) had a violet coat, it was soft and silky with signs of hiding a beauty that would only be shown to that one who tried to show her the ways of true love. She had a purple mane with a pinkish stripe, her mane was smooth and it was always being moved by the wind whenever it touched her for she always used the best protectors for her mane and coat. She had a tattoo (also called cutie Mark by the ponies) on her flank that was a purple star with six tips, it symbolized her specialty with magic, a field that was one of the most researched but still one of the biggest mysteries in the kingdom of Equestria. She had wings common of a Pegasus, capable of soaring over the strongest storms, ready to be tamed and send her to the highest altitudes so she could see the magnificence of Equestria. She had the strength of the Earth Ponies, capable of understanding the ground and ready to use it for everypony's benefit, capable of breaking through the stronger rocks and capable of taking down the strongest opponents. She had the horn of a Unicorn, whose power was as limited as her understanding of the world, showing how far she would be taken through knowledge, wisdom and patience. Her face (while showing the signs of tiredness for over 2 days of being awaken) showed a fire unlike any other, a fire common of those heroes of the past that would fight Discord himself for the protection of anything that was good and noble, she had the fire of a youth desiring to take the torch of wisdom and integrity so she could keep on leading her friends into the prosperity she has always known, it was the fire of passion capable of going over the harshest obstacles just to achieve the impossible, it was the fire of a dedication capable of enduring the strongest hardships just to obtain the holy knowledge that was needed to save the others from the dangers of ignorance. She had all the features of a new princess of Equestria, eager to learn the ways of the just and become a paladin of justice to protect the ponies of evil like Sombra. While she wasn't sure of when she would be ready to take the mantle of Princess of Equestria, she knew that all she could do for now was to study and prepare herself for when the day would come, she would be ready, for she had everything she needed: The Elements of Harmony, her friends and loved ones and lastly (but not less important), her books, holders of knowledge of all the times avaiable and ready to bring her the information she needed, her name was Twilight Sparkle and with the confidence that comes of too much time without sleeping and not coordinating well enough her thoughts, she decided to give the command that would seal her ultimate fate, the command that would give her the biggest challenge she would ever face in her life, for she said:
"Spike! Fetch me the book 'The History of the Griffonian Empire".
The Library of Ponyville (fountain of knowledge for those who seek it, fountain of boredom to the rest) was still awaken in the middle of this pacific night in Ponyville. Its librarian, the newly formed alicorn Twilight Sparkle, was trying it's best to learn the history of the surrounding nations that borders Equestria. That way she would be preparing herself for the day when the diplomatic missions will come and that way be capable of protecting Equestria diplomatically and building new bridges so everybody could know the meaning of Harmony. But for Twilight Sparkle, reading history wasn't enough this time, she had to do something better, something that would allow her to learn in ways that no other pony has ever attempted. And thus, in her excitement, she decided to use a spell that would allow anypony to watch the contents of a book firstpony.
Sadly for Twilight, because of her drowsiness (created for her lack of sleep for over two days), she overlooked a few factors that, would she has been fully awake, they would have been avoided, thus, making the following tale the more tragic, for she mixed two spells (creating a new type of spell, one that would allow her, not to see, but to travel to the books she decided to. While Spike fetched her the book, she didn't realized that he was too tired and, instead of the history of the Griffonian Empire, he gave her a book about the Multiverse Theory. And lastly, Spike, the only witness and entity that knew what Twilight was trying to do tonight, was so tired that he decided to go to sleep and, since tomorrow was a free day and he already gave Twilight her dinner, he wouldn't wake up until very late tomorrow. With all this factors joint together, Twilight would encounter the best, and worst, moment of her life.
"Alright" she took a moment to yawn.
"I think I have everything I need. Now let's try it out before going to bed", she started to activate the spell, her drowsiness didn't allowed her to start it sooner but, in the end, she managed to do it.
"Just to make sure that the spell works, once tested out, I'll go to sleep, promise". Speaking to no one, Twilight started the spell and for a moment, everything started the way it should: she first felt a little pull, the book said that this pull was normal, since it meant that the book was trying to send her to the moment she wanted to watch. Then, a big portal started to open up, just like the book would say, Twilight went closer to it so she could start to gaze at one moment of history, she saw a big fog at first but overtime, the image started to clean out, showing big buildings and bipedal creatures. Once she saw the bipedal creatures she started to realize that something was amiss.
"Wait", she said, "why are there bipedal creatures in a history book about griffons?" Twilight started to wonder what was going on, why the book was showing those big buildings, those weird creatures and some weird machines instead of Griffons, Twilight wanted to know what was happening and she wanted to stop the spell, but she soon found out that this task was now unstoppable. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop the pull, that was getting stronger and stronger as time went on, neither stop the portal from opening each time wider and wider. By this point, Twilight tried to scream but, unbeknown to her, even her voice was getting pulled into the mysterious rift that she opened and once she was pulled inside, she felt the biggest pain she ever had to endure in her life.
It was torture, she felt every single bone on her body being broken piece by piece just so they could be reshaped, some bones were starting to grow and others were starting to leave (like her horn and wings). She felt a burning flame in her skin, like if she was being bathed with acid and cauterized with a flamethrower never had she felt such anguish. To make all of it worse, she could feel her magic being ripped off from her. Her Earth Pony magic, Pegasus magic and Unicorn Magic, they all left her and without it she was now even more vulnerable to pain. This was in so much anguish that her mind wasn't capable of thinking anymore, all she knew now was pain and, not too long after that, mind decided to shut off. Now darkness was her new friend.
August 5th of 2015. Caracas, Venezuela
It was simple afternoon near the station of Bellas Artes (Beautiful arts), a human of 1.80m of height and 60 Kg of weight. Dark hair, dark brown eyes, with a badly shaved beard and a very long hair that wasn't even brushed, which created a mess of a hairstyle, was walking down the street from one of the Bus stops that were located in Bellas Artes, specifically, he was coming back from today's summer class from his college, the USB, and he was now walking to the Metro and, once he could take the subway, he would finally be able to go back to his house and he already had the rest of the afternoon planned: he was going to research a bit more of history, watch some Youtubers like The Fiery Joker and ProJared, he would read some fanfiction, listen a bit of music and, after all that, he may or may not study for tomorrow's class. He already had the rest of his day planned when, suddenly, a girl felled down the sky. Right in front of him.
He looked at the fallen very carefully, while a group of people started to gather after seeing the girl falling as well, and after noting that she didn't had any clothes on, he quickly decided to not look at the zones that he shouldn't look at (more out of respect than any other reason whatsoever) and he then started to think what to do with her. It wasn't an easy decision, after all, should he help her at his own risk or let her be? It could be some kind of trap after all. Luckily for him, the girl fell in an hour where the streets were very populated, so the people started to crowd faster than he could even realize. Perhaps he wouldn't have to do anything, perhaps someone else would do something or at least that was what he hoped, he didn't wanted to deal with it, even if it looked like God wanted him specifically to be the one that would deal with her. He looked at the people and, just as he predicted, they were all trying to think what to do with the girl, always thinking and expecting others to do something, but never taking the initiative. He would call them cowards or pathetic, but that would make him the same thing (after all, he didn't wanted to deal with her and wanted someone else to do it) so he couldn't call them out. Actually, no, screw it, he was a coward, so everybody else were also a bunch of cowards.
"So what will you do?" He looked up and saw that the one who asked was a middle aged woman besides him, he notice that she was in her 60's more or less but she was holding a lot of bags filled with food, he looked at her face and listened to her question again
"Will you take her to a hospital?" asked the elder miss, the coward youngster thought about it, he was the closest to the girl and nobody else looked like in the desire to help her (whether it was for selfishness or for lacking the means to help her, he did not know nor cared). This would block his plans for tonight (very unfair in his opinion) but neither God or his mom would approve of him ignoring a girl in distress, he had to do something.
"I suppose I will... I'll take her to my home so she can have a good rest and once she wakes up I'll ask her what can I do to help her", the old miss was looking at him with a reassuring face and responded:
"I'm so glad to hear that. It's such a good thing that young kids like you can still help a lady in distress, I'm too old and I cannot help her, I can barely help my own family..." she then started to rant about how difficult was to find food for her 3 grandchildren while her daughter and son in law had to pay the electricity and other services. Meanwhile, a faint sound of a motorbike started to get closer to them. It started low, but then it gained strength as the biker grew closer to it's destination. The biker passed in front of the crowd, but only the meticulous young man noticed him. He was starting to get tired of the miss's speech when he suddenly saw the biker stopping in the corner of the street he was going to before the girl fell in front of him. The biker shouted something and then took out a gun and quickly shot a man that was nearby to him. Everybody stopped talking and looked at the murder scene and saw the body falling to the ground, the biker looked at the crowd with a murderous intention, the intimidation worked and the crowd decided to ignore the crime (a few hours later, when the cops would finally arrive and make some questions, nobody would dare to say anything, allowing the murder to be happen with total impunity).
After the biker was gone, the crowd went back to their discussion about the girl, the woman was now talking to another man besides the coward young man. Once the young man of messy hair noticed the man besides him, he quickly stepped closer to the girl and (as subtle as possible) checked his pants to see if his cellphone was still in his pockets, they were.
"Yeah", said the man (with the looks of never having visited a bathroom in his life) that decided to join the conversation, "We all saw the girl falling from the sky, perhaps she's an alien of high position and we could be rewarded for being nice to her, or perhaps she may decide to marry you. Nonetheless, it's a good thing she wasn't noticed by that biker. Who knows what could have happened to her".
Reward... perhaps it wasn't such a bad idea to take her with him, yeah, maybe it would be a good thing if he takes her with him, bye to today's plans, but hello for a potential reward.
"Alright, you convinced me, I'll take her with me and check her up, and once I make sure that she's healthy I'll help her to find her home. After all, she's a lot safer than here", he quickly pointed towards the murder scene, the public turned themselves toward the next street and saw the murder scene, the body was now starting to ooze blood from the head while people simply passed besides the body (avoiding looking at it). The biker was nowhere to be found, already gone from the scene and very soon the cops would come to ask about the body, who knows what they would think about the girl.
"You're all right when telling me to take her, it's not safe in this streets"
"It's not safe anywhere". Interrupted a middle aged man that was close to him.
The young man deeply breathed and tried to be patient towards the man that interrupted him and decided to proceed.
"Besides, the Bible says 'Love your neighbor the same way you love yourself', it wouldn't be a good thing if I leave her here, whether this streets were safe or not". The people looked at him with reassuring nods and approving his attitude, they decided to complement him
"That's the way young man, I'm so glad the young man are so nice and good hearted like you", said the middle aged woman with various bags, the people was now happy with this resolution and left. The middle aged lady, before departing, decided to ask the young man a very important question: "Mister, do you have enough money to take her on a bus? If you don't, then I can give you a bit for her".
The young man assured her that he had enough money (even though he hadn't checked his wallet), calming the lady and making her depart. In that moment, the young man realized that he forgot to check if he actually had enough money to take the bus and quickly took out his wallet to see... and he didn't had enough money for the bus. Now he hoped that the Metro allowed him to take with him a naked woman, otherwise it would be a very long way home on foot. While he was going to the entrance to the Subway, he couldn't avoid looking at the man murdered, he noticed the hole passing through his skull. He noticed that he still had his money, wallet and other belongings with him (quickly understanding the meaning of that). He saw the blood making a puddle besides him and how everybody was ignoring the body, too afraid to do something and too busy with their own problems to even care.
He hated that.
He looked at the young girl and noticed her purplish hair with a natural pink stripe, her face gave an air of innocence that broke his heart, for he knew that it wouldn't last too long. He decided to make sure that, once the day that her innocence would break comes, he would be there to comfort her... if he wasn't the reason of her affliction of course. He proceeded his way and started to think what he would be telling his grandfather once he appeared with a naked girl in the house. Now that was a challenge in itself.
And that way, Twilight would start her new journey into a world that would, very soon, defies everything she knew about right and wrong, a world that didn't knew the word mercy would put her to the test in more ways that she could even comprehend. Now, she was in: Venezuela.
Cursive Letter= Language not understood by the Person in the POV.
August 5 of 2016 Somewhere in La Vega. Caracas, Venezuela
Point Of View (P.O.V.): Twilight Sparkle
"-Lying, grandpa!"
Twilight woke up at the sound of a scream, or at least what sounded like a scream, and opened her eyes, she started to look around and took notice of her surroundings: She was now lying on a black sofa, wide enough for her to fit in, and being covered by a big, thick blanket that kept her warm.
She had in front of her a big wooden case that was holding a huge black box that was creating images in front of her (she wasn't looking directly at the images, so she wasn't sure what was being shown) and to her left there was a big mirror that covered the whole wall and had a small shattering in the right lower corner, the mirror was reflecting the sofa and what was on the other side of the residence welcoming her, besides the huge box there was a pair of boxes (one that looked like the giant box in front of her and besides it was another box that had a few buttons in the front).
To her right was a wide bookcase (with a lot of books) that would be read very soon (or at least that's what she hoped for) and besides the bookcase there was (to the left side) another giant mirror that covered the whole wall (and also had another small shattering in the left corner, just like the other mirror, it was unnoticeable) and was reflecting another room (to the left of the bookcase) that showed a wide and tall window that showed her that it was night already.
To the right of the huge box (and still in front of Twilight) was a large hallway, the walls were white (although Twilight noticed marks that looked like they were made by a child) with many markings in them. Starting the hallway, Twilight noticed a big light that showed one large shadow that was making the noise she listened. She tried to listen to whatever the shadow was saying and (also realizing that the shadow was speaking to someone else) realized something:
"Grandpa, I'm not making it up!" This one sounded young, close to her age, but with a tone that showed signs of maturity.
"I don't care, I want her out! You had no reason to bring her here!" This one sounded old and raspy, as if it was still strong, but starting to wither.
"Yes I did! She fell from the skies into the street, I couldn't leave her there!"
"You can't bring her here, nobody can take care of her!"
"Then-"
Twilight stopped listening for she couldn't understand what they were saying, she started to worry under the possibilities that she could be trapped in a place with a language she couldn't understand, so she tried to raise herself up from the sofa and it was then that she realized something that scared her the most: she wasn't a pony anymore.
Her hooves were gone and now she had claw-like appendages similar to Spike's and the Diamond Dogs, they were soft but she also had nails for some reason. She no longer had fur, except in her head and (as she would realize later on) her more personal sides, and only the hair in her head still had the pinkish stripe. She looked at her hips and noticed that she still had her Cutie Mark, although it was a lot smaller, and that her back-legs were more like Spike's (a talon to walk as a biped) and the idea of changing completely her body structure may give her some trouble, but she would survive.
But what scared Twilight the most, was her lack of a horn and wings. Without them, she couldn't fly any longer and without a horn, she couldn't do magic. The idea of losing what she treasured the third most, what identified her, what made her Twilight Sparkle (or what helped her to become Twilight Sparkle) was gone. She no longer felt like herself, she felt as if she was being ripped apart of an important part of herself just to fit in the imagination of someone else's imagination.
She started to feel hopeless, she could no longer do magic, she could no longer be a unicorn, she could no longer become, or do, what Princess Celestia tasked her (research friendship) because she lacked the means to go back to her world, she couldn't contact her friends, she couldn't help her friends, she was trapped at the mercy of whoever found her. Twilight started to feel as if falling through a hole that had no end, the more she thought about it, the more it sucked her in, there was no escape from it and it would soon enrapture her but, before it could happen, an old lady appeared in front of Twilight.
She was white, overweight, with a white hair that poofed around her head (reminding her of Pinkie Pie), her nails were long and she was being covered by what looked like a big shirt that covered her upper side and clothes that covered her lower side. When Twilight looked at the old lady and compared to herself (having nothing on her) she started to wonder if she actually was breaking some sort of code. The elder had a perplexing look, it was as if she was between the reality and another dimension, as if she was seeing Twilight and something else at the same time. She had a stoned look but that, somehow, radiated a warm that was slowly losing itself in a cold sea of apathy.
Twilight looked at the old lady and tried to talk to her, in the hopes that, even if she doesn't understands her, maybe she could get some help or stop the fight happening at the next room:
"Hello" - Twilight looked at the eyes of the old lady and tried to see if she could understand her, her eyes were penetrating Twilight but they never showed any signs of understanding, almost as if she was in another plane - "My name is Twilight Sparkle" - The old lady was still looking at her but she wasn't making anything that indicated that she even saw Twilight. At the same time, the young voice started to lower his voice, but Twilight didn't noticed it - "I'm the student of Princess Celestia and I would like to know where I am, if you don't mind me asking" - the old lady kept looking at her and, after many minutes of staring, she went back and moved to the room with the two voices discussing.
The old lady said something and immediately the two voices stopped shouting, the long shadow turned around and looked at the old lady, he asked something and the mistress responded, soon after that she would disappear without anyone noticing it neither questioning it.
Then the shadow started to shrink until its source came out of the room and showed a young boy with a tanned skin, a dark hair and dark eyes. He was taller than the old mistress and walked upright (but bending the upper side of his back, making him look a lot shorter than he actually was) he had a very light muscle definition (very thin arms and body), he also was wearing clothes that looked formal (as if he was of some high society) and clean but with a few holes here and there, he had fur on the lower part of his snout (but it looked like it was badly shaved) and he was staring at her direction with a lot of judgement, as if it was a good idea to have her in that house.
The young man was soon followed by an elder man, he had a very brown skin, dark hair, dark eyes and was also walking with his back curved down (still being shorter than the young man), he had more muscles than the young one but they looked like they have seen better days, the elder's clothes were more informal (to the point that it looked like he was wearing them just to wear them) but they also looked clean and well cared, he also had fur on the lower part of his snout but it looked more like if he never shaved it and he was also looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze, as if why she should be in the house.
From those two looks, Twilight felt cold, she could feel the coldness coming from those two individuals, as if they alone could kill the warm she felt under the blanket and freeze time itself in their analysis over Twilight's own existence. One gaze felt as if the person decided to close down his emotions to never feel them again and stop caring, while the other one felt as if his emotions were long gone and he had nothing else but being pragmatic because he had no other choice. Both stares combined pulverized any type of hope and happiness Twilight could have felt at that point, the coldness was stopping her from talking and she was now afraid of being thrown out just because she didn't greeted them.
The young man decided to get close to her and, after looking at her face very firmly, asked:
"Hello, how are you?" - Twilight looked at him not knowing what to do, she tried to talk but she wasn't sure of what to say. - "My name is Samuel, what's your name?" - He said something like a name, this was her chance. Twilight used all her strength to release herself from the cold trapping her and quickly responded - "Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle, I'm the student of Princess Celestia and I would like to ask you for help".
In that moment, the young man's eyes shone and, for a brief moment, Twilight felt as if her problems have been relieved for the young man said in a language that she understood:
"Hello Twilight Sparkle, my name is Samuel Guzmán, pleased to meet you" -. At this, Twilight got surprised, she could understand him and he understood her, but he didn't stopped there - "Tell me, if you don't mind, where did you come from and how did you end up here?" -. Twilight felt how her fears were going away, now she was hoping for him to believe her, - "I come from Equestria and I was studying a spell that would allow me to see... different places, but something went wrong and I was sucked into the place I was searching for. Tell me, where I am and how come you understand my language? I was very afraid that I was excommunicated because I didn't understood you at the beginning".
Samuel looked at Twilight with a very perplexing face, it looked like he wasn't buying it but, at the same time, that he was trying to. She wondered what was he thinking and why was he taking so long to respond her, even so only a few seconds happened, but before she could say anything, Samuel responded in a very calm tone:
"First off: You're in Caracas, Venezuela in the Year 2015 D.C. Second: I've never heard of Equestria and I'm pretty sure that nation doesn't exist here, at the same time, I'll inform you that what you've talked about isn't something common here unless your definition of magic is different from the one I know. I'll also inform you that I know both spanish and english and have some interest in french so you're not excommunicated but I will say that, if you were transported here by chance, that you got some very bad luck (but I'll explain you why later). For now, I'll inform you that I found you in the streets, naked, and I decided to take you here so you could be safe and now that you're awaken, we can have a little discussion so we can see what to do with you, is that alright?".
Twilight agreed and started to talk to him about her personal life (only the important parts, like her position, her job, if she had friends and what she was doing when she fell), sometimes Samuel would stop her to ask more details and, once she answered them and Samuel would give her a bit of his point of view on the situation (sometimes being very close to bad mannered or intrusive) or explain her what that could mean in Venezuela, Twilight would proceed. After what felt like hours, Twilight started to ask him about himself and where she was now living, Samuel evaded all the questions regarding his country (saying that he would explain them later) or the world in general, and after the conversation was over, Twilight started to feel a bit nervous about her location: Different languages (that she would have to either learn or use a translator, and it looked like Samuel didn't wanted to be the latter), no "magic" (Samuel didn't wanted to explain that, he said it was a "touchy subject"), she didn't had money, clothes or the means to return home. Twilight was trapped and she didn't knew what to do.
Samuel got up from the sofa and went to talk with the elder (this time there wasn't shoutings) and while that was happening, Twilight started to wonder what she could do, she started to feel again that falling feeling and she was being sunk into that addicting and dangerous feeling, despair and sadness, it made everything looks like it was all lost and it was better to stop caring and just let the sadness to choke her. There was nothing she could do and now she would probably be kicked out of the house. She wasn't sure what was going to happen to her, maybe she was going to die in the streets (who knows how dangerous they are) and nopony in Euqestria would find her...
Her friends! They didn't knew what happened to her, and now they were probably worrying about her location. How long would it take them to figure out what happened to her? How long it would take them to replicate it to search for her? How long it would take them to find her? She would probably be death before that, she was doomed and there was nothing that could be done about it. That feeling was starting to get stronger and stronger, and then, not too long after that, came Samuel, very calm like the last time he talked to her, to give her the information that would raise her hopes for the next couple of months:
"I've talked with my grandfather, and he has told me that he will allow you to live here, only if!, you can help in the house and provide something to it. I'll help you to learn spanish, I'll help you to gain citizenship here and I'll see if I can give you a job somewhere" -. He looked down when he said that, then he looked straight at Twilight and finished, still calmed -, "I'll also help you to learn about my country in exchange of you teaching me about yours for I think this would be a good thing for the both of us. Do you agree with all of this?".
Twilight was glad to know this and almost shouted yes and hugged Samuel (who blushed and was thankful that nobody noticed that), then Samuel proceeded:
"Now, all that we have to do, for now, is to find you something to wear. I don't know what the Equestrian etiquette is, but you cannot go outside naked, you could get..." - he looked at Twilight's innocent face, reworded his speech and continued - "in a lot of trouble for that. We'll also have to find you somewhere to sleep, but I have that fixed, now-".
In that moment a door in the middle of the hallway opened and a brown woman with a dark hair came out, she looked young and was using a big bag and a big coat, she looked at Samuel and talked to him:
"Hello dear! how are you?" - Samuel looked at her with a worried glance and quickly said - "Hi mom! I'm fine" -.
He raised from the sofa and went to the woman, he hugged her and said something to her in spanish, Twilight didn't understood but she supposed they must be brothers of some kind. Samuel looked at Twilight and said: "Twilight, I present you my mom, Antonia Salcedo de Guzmán".
Twilight quickly responded appropriately, while never mentioning that she thought they looked like brothers, and after discussing a bit about dinner (and eating vegetables with rice) Antonia gave Twilight some old clothes and Guzmán gave her an old bed so she could sleep there. While Twilight was thinking about her day and going to sleep, she was wondering what was going on with her friends. She couldn't think too much for she fell asleep once more, this time she wouldn't wake up until tomorrow (not hearing the new discussion erupting in a corner of the house, this one between a young man and his mother). While she was sleeping, she felt a coldness going through her spine as the older man was looking at her while he was doing his own things during the night.
P.O.V.: Samuel Guzmán
Samuel was wondering if taking Twilight was worth the trouble, he had a fight with his grandfather (who wouldn't talk to him for half a month), he had a fight with his mother for doing something so dangerous without asking anyone else and now he was wondering if God was now going to punish him even more for disrespecting his elders. He wasn't sure, he did what he thought was right at that moment and now he was wondering if it was a good idea. He looked at his PC, specifically his twitter, and wondered how could gamers waste so much time in such trivial things.
"The dress, asking Iwata to be in all the games, now about Nintendo and what the NX could be and Federation Force, people really like to blow things out of proportions" he thought. He searched for Equestria and all he found was a little girls TV show from years ago, after that, he decided to procrastinate in fanfictions and Youtube videos. He looked at the clock in the PC and saw that it was 1am already, he was going to get late to school tomorrow if he didn't went to sleep now.
He raised from his chair and went to the bathroom while still thinking on Twilight.
"She looks like a nice girl and I wonder how much of what she said was true and how much is madness".
He took off his clothes and seated on the toilet.
"She may be right though, she did fell from the sky and her story would fit in very well with it, but it doesn't change facts, it looks like she was hiding something".
He brushed his teeth while noticing her lack of knowledge of spanish.
"She doesn't know spanish, that also helps to her story of coming from another nation (like that story of a redhead that came from the north and was carried away by a Tornado), I wonder how fast would her mentor take to try to find her and how much time it would take her".
He opened the shower and started to clean himself while waiting for the hot water to come.
"She must be academic, considering how well she talked and how she acted. I hope her friends find her soon or else this country will screw her up. Of all the countries she could have fell on (Canada, UK, United States, Australia, heck, even Colombia) she fell in my country on the worst possible moment".
He washed himself up and enjoyed the hot water while using the shampoo, he wandered a bit in the happenings on his country before going back to Twilight, by this point he was closing down the shower.
"I wonder how peaceful her country is, I wonder what she is, if she can do magic, does that means that she belongs to a special class or that kind of stuff is irrelevant? are there people that cannot use magic or everybody has access to it? How powerful must be her mentor if she is the Princess?"
This ideas invaded his mind while putting the clean clothes to sleep, he made a final check on Twitter and Facebook and then went to his bed.
"Well, I only hope I can help her as far as I can... now, how do I get her citizenship? I'll check it out tomorrow after class".
He prayed a bit and wondered what was going to happen now, was this a sign of something new to come? Or just sheer luck? He wasn't sure and he didn't mind to not know, crazier stuff has happened in this world and so far, she hasn't given a sign of being even on the top of it. Although, if they only become friends he wouldn't mind, those were very hard to find.
He, once again, thanked God for everything and let the tiredness to overwhelm his mind.
Caracas, August 6th of 2015 Parish of La Vega P.O.V.: Samuel Guzmán
It was 6 am, Thursday. Another day of Summer School on college for the lazy Samuel. The only thing driving his mechanized body into preparing for more studying was the desire to graduate and get a job. Even if he was far behind his studies, he still wanted to graduate, he wanted to be something worthwhile on his life and contribute on the development of his community and country, a wishful thinking some may say.
As he was getting ready, he saw his room and saw how his mother, as always, was gone. She had to leave very early to work so Samuel would wake up every day (except for weekends) on a empty room. As he saw the room, he started to think on Twilight. He thought on the tense conversation he had with his mother and her worry over the possibility that both Twilight and Samuel could end up sleeping together and his response to how unlikely that was. The conversation brought him some things to think on, like how Twilight's name sounded very stupid and it would be better to change it. He thought on how he would manage to ease everything for her so she could go around the country with no problems, he had no idea on how to do that (Samuel knew that there had to be a way for that and the NEC could provide him with the answers, but that was just wishful thinking) neither on what step to take first, all he knew was that Twilight Sparkle would have to change her name and that she would have to learn Spanish (and idea he dreaded, because somebody would have to teach her and he looked like the only one capable to do it). He looked again to his room and became glad of being alone, for nobody would hear his ramblings.
After crossing the hallway that separated the rooms from the rest of the house, he looked at the Ballroom and saw Twilight Sparkle, comfortably sleeping on the bed, remembering all the things he had to do and debating on what he would have to take on first. After making sure that Twilight was still sleeping, he entered into the kitchen. As Samuel entered into the kitchen, he saw a huge man inside. This man was a living boulder, tall as a mountain (even taller than him) and with a fat that hid beneath it thick muscles capable of destroying anyone in one punch. This mountain of a man had a dark brown skin, a slight beard that covered his jaw and a very short hair while wearing simple clothes; right now, this man was making a quick breakfast for himself (two arepas filled with fried eggs mixed with cheese and tomato sauce) and making a mess of the kitchen. After making a quick look at his ears, Samuel saluted him:
"Hi Andrés" -, this salute was quickly responded on a simple way, as usual. - "Hello" -. Samuel decided to make an attempt of a conversation and elaborated a bit further, - "The girl on the Ballroom is someone I found on the streets, she fell from the skies, so I decided to take her here and figure out what could be done to help her" -. "Ok" -, he responded. Once he had his arepas done, he took them and left the kitchen. Samuel waited a few seconds and decided to move around once he heard the faint sound of a door closing back where his room should be.
Samuel looked around the kitchen and tried to see if he could find something to cook, he found nothing. Resigning to the idea of taking from his own food, he grabbed a pot and filled it with water and salt, he then put it on the fire, went to his room once again, grabbed a bag of rice, took a cup of it, and threw it on the pot. Now that the rice was being made, he went back to his room to check on his Twitter account what were the Youtubers he followed doing through his PC. Knowing that the action would take him the 15 minutes required for the rice to be made, he went back to the kitchen and turned off the fire knowing that the rice was done. He looked at the rice and saw that it was very close to burn but it would do.
Once the rice was done, he went to the fridge and saw on his side of the fridge and decided to see what he had avaiable. He had a ball filled with Chop Suey, a crystal pot filled with white beans and a small tar filled with papelón. He assessed the situation and took note of how much was left and closed the fridge. After looking at that, he went to Twilight and woke her up by slightly shaking her body.
"Twilight" -. Seeing how she was slowly waking up, he shaked her a bit more lightly and continued with a more passive voice, - "Twilight, wake up, its 7am. I have to leave and you need to know where your food is".
He kept watching how Twilight slowly raised from her bed and put away the bed sheet given to her, she saw Samuel with a look of annoyance and told him "Good Morning" on an irritated tone that Samuel didn't noticed. He gave her the good morning and kept waiting until she was ready to move out from the bed.
Once she was standing up, he took her to the kitchen and gave her a short tour:
"This is the kitchen, we have here the food" -. He pointed at the fridge. - "That's the fridge, there's some food stored there" -. He opened the right half of the fridge and as he was feeling the cold, he pointed at the middle part of the fridge, - "this is the part where I store my food, any other part is used by the rest of the members of this house and if you want to eat it then, you'll have to ask them for permission. As I said, I have just made some food for you over there" -. He pointed at the Stove so Twilight could see the small pot filled with rice. - "That's the rice, it has been just made, so it's very hot. You can use the plates over here" -, he pointed at the dishwasher, still having plates in there, - "to serve yourself the rice. And, if you want to eat the rice with something else, I have in my side of the fridge white beans and vegetables but, please, be careful with how much you use because that food must last me the whole week and there are still 4 days left before going to buy more food".
Not noticing how confused Twilight looked by this point, he took them to the ballroom and kept talking:
"Here's the ballroom, we have some books in there and you can use my pc, right besides the TV, if you want to use the internet. I'll try to help you once I come back from the University, which will be by 2pm (more or less)".
He then went to his room one last time, took a casabe tart, went to the exit the door, he opened it and said a quick farewell while putting a piece of casabe on his mouth.
As he was taking the elevator, a few ideas came to his mind. He didn't greeted her with the typical 'Good morning', he didn't knew if she was aware of what was everything he just listed to her, he forgot that she didn't knew Spanish (so the books were useless) and he didn't made sure if she understood anything he just told her.
He looked at his cellphone, it was 7:47am. He was on the line if he wanted to get on the bus to reach College, there was no time to go back, he had to leave her under those conditions and hoped that God had mercy on her while he was out.
Twilight wasn't sure how to take all that information.
What was a Fridge?, was that thing that blew cold air a fridge? How was she supposed to serve her own food?
What was a TV or a PC?
What was that thing he put on his mouth?, food?
Was he aware that she didn't knew his language so she wouldn't be able to read those books?
He said so many things on so little time that she couldn't manage to get the information from him and now she was confused. Nonetheless, she decided to try to assess the information provided and move on, so she decided to go to the kitchen and take the food made for her. She took a plate and a spoon, she went to the pot and raised the cover so she could take the rice (?) from it and then moved to the fridge (?) to grab the vegetables in there. She took a sample with the spoon and put it on the plate, she closed the pot containing the vegetables and then closed the fridge. She then went to the dining room, seated on one of the chairs and started to eat.
After combining the rice with the cold vegetables, she realized that she didn't warmed the food but, since she didn't knew how to warm the vegetables, she had to use the heat of the recently cooked rice to warm the vegetables. She took a look at them: carrots, peppers, onions, chives and a few other things she couldn't recognize but, overall, this was a very well balanced food.
The problem was that this was supposed to be her meal, not her breakfast. She left some more food for the meal, of course, but why did he offered her food that was supposed to be the breakfast? She would have to talk to him later down the line.
As Twilight was eating, she started to look around the place she was in, the diner table was a mess being filled with items that weren't supposed to be there (books, folders, papers, etc) and she would like to clean it up if this were her house. She looked in front of her and saw a window that gave the view to a mountain that had a couple of buildings on the top while the rest of the mountain had buildings of various types (from small as houses to big buildings) and she wondered what type of society she was living in right now. On each of the corners besides the window there were different types of things, one corner had a weird group of boxes that had some strange things on the front, the other corner had a big furniture that contained glasses for the most part. Behind her she could see another huge furniture that contained more glasses and some toys (?) while to her left she could see a new room that had a wide window that allowed her to see a building right in front of her. When she turned to her right (where the kitchen was located) she saw what she could only conclude to be the grandfather looking at her, Twilight didn't knew how to react to him but that wouldn't stop her from being courteous.
"Hello" -, she said humbly, - "My name is Twilight Sparkle, what is your name?"
She waited for a moment but the grandfather didn't responded. Twilight started to get nervous.
"Do you speak Equish?"
The Grandfather kept looking at her with no response whatsoever. Twilight looked at her food and realized what could have been worrying him.
"Your Grandson made me this food, do you know how I could repay him for this? I don't like to be helped and not being able to repay those who helps me".
The Grandfather looked at her for a few more seconds and then modulated his mouth. As he was speaking, Twilight felt some sort of pain for listening to the Grandfather speaking in what she could only describe as broken equish. The voice felt forced, the wording was almost miss pronounced and while she could understand him, Twilight was now wanting to speak the local language just to stop hearing her language being pulverized so much.
"I don speac Inglish, Samuel spiks Inglish hir" -. He kept looking at her. - "My name is Joaquín!"
Twilight waited until he was done and then responded.
"Good morning sir, I'm Twilight Sparkle. Now, I'll wash the plate as soon as I finish eating, I promise".
He looked at her for a while and then left the kitchen (Twilight never took away her eyes from him) and went to the huge box on the Ballroom, put himself in front of it and pressed something. After pressing it, Twilight started to hear sounds and images coming from the huge box, she then remembered that box last night when she was on the bed. She was mesmerized by the box and wanted to know more about it, but she wasn't sure if talking to Joaquín was a good idea to begin with, she would have to wait until Guzmán came back and then ask.
Once Twilight finished her food, she went to the kitchen and started to clean the plate through the dishwasher (that curiously looked just like the ones in Equestria) and then put the plate with the rest of them. As Twilight went out of the kitchen, she failed to notice the little bugs coming out of the place where the clean plates were supposed to be.
Twilight went to the ballroom and moved right to the Library and decided to see the books. As she feared, they were all in a foreign language, so she couldn't read them or, at least, she thought so until she saw on the bottom right a couple of books that 'Dictionary: English to Spanish'.
This made Twilight's day, she would be able to read the books now, albeit at a slow pace. Now it was a matter of choosing the book to read. This was a hard thing to do, so many books to pick up and she wasn't even sure which one to pick because she couldn't read the titles.
She could use the Dictionary to translate the titles, but she didn't wanted to spend her whole day translating titles just to pick a book to read. This, ironically, saved her from finding two books titled "The World Wars" for the moment but she did found a book that took her interest. She didn't understood the title, but she did recognized one word in it: Venezuela.
She remembered that Samuel mentioned last night that she was in a country named Venezuela, so this book was somehow related to the country she was living into. She picked it up and went to the table (not realizing that Joaquín was looking at her back the whole time) to translate the title. A few minutes later, she translated the title of the book, a title that was now taking even more her attention:
Tierra Venezolana/Venezuelan Land
A book that talked about the land she was temporary living into, now this would be a good pick for herself. She took a bit more analysis to the books cover, she noticed a yellow circle that could only mean that this book was very important and she managed to find a name that could only be the author of this book: Arturo Uslar Pietri.
The more Twilight realized that she was going to read into another country, in another universe, the more excited she got. She was going to enjoy this, albeit slow, read.
Parish of La Vega, 5pm
Samuel was finally coming back to his house, he sadly miscalculated the clock and he had to take the bus at 2:45 pm and that costed him getting late to his house. Not including the lack of lunch and the journey, this was a taxing day and he worried all the day about Twilight and the hopes that nothing wrong had happened while he was away. As he was getting to the Pent House, he was wondering how he was going to teach her Spanish, he never liked teaching his own mother english, how he was going to teach to a foreign girl his own language?
The doors of the elevator opened and he left it not being sure of how to respond those questions, still, that didn't meant he couldn't avoid those questions forever. He looked at the doors that would open his house and went to face his challenge, he put the keys were they belonged and prepared for the worst.
As the doors opened, he entered questioning what to do and how Twilight had her day. He went to the kitchen and saw a part of the food he cooked her was eaten, he supposed that the she would eat the rest of it later. A quick reflection on what to eat later and he went to the ballroom and found his grandfather, they shared a cold stare and then took their own ways. As Samuel was going to the Kitchen, in the hopes of finding Twilight, he heard his grandfather breaking the ice.
"That girl" -. said his grandfather. Samuel looked at him again and listened. - "She likes to read a lot, but I didn't said she could pick those books".
Samuel nodded and then went to the diner room, now thinking how to move without slipping. He found Twilight reading two books, curiously, and now he had to proceed the way he didn't on the morning.
"Hello Twilight, good afternoon. I hope you had a good day today, tell me, how was your day?"
Twilight Sparkle turned around and looked at him with a huge smile, she opened her mouth and started to shoot him with a barrage of questions that Samuel wasn't prepared for, he would try to survive and answer her questions the best he could but he would have still preferred for her to speak slower:
"Hi! Tell me, what do you know about this book?, who's his author (Pietri)? What can you tell me about your country? Why does he talks as if this country is now in shambles? What kind of system do you have to count the years? How old is this world? What can you tell me about yourself? Where-"
Samuel was trying really hard to gather all the questions she made while not shutting her up, meanwhile, Joaquín was looking at the TV seeing the sports channel. Joaquín may never smile, but that didn't stopped him from smiling on the inside.
Caracas, August 7th of 2015 Parish La Vega P.O.V.: Samuel Guzmán
As Samuel was about to sleep, at 12:00 m this time around, he was trying to think on a way to explain Twilight what she just did without making her sad, after all, he spent the whole night answering her questions, which didn't give him enough time to tell her what his grandfather said. It was quite clear that she was resolved to learn Spanish if she was reading a Spanish book through a Spanish-English dictionary and he would've been more than happy answering her questions had he actually read the book she was reading (Pietri was a cool choice though) but Samuel was sure that the only reason why his grandfather didn't said anything was because she is new to the house and Twilight doesn't show any signs of being a thief. Samuel had to explain Twilight "the rules" of the house before his grandfather started to get paranoid again and blamed her of any disappeared item. As he remembered that tomorrow was a Friday and he would have to move once again to summer school, he knew that he would have to wake up extra early to tell Twilight about the "rules".
Caracas, August 6th of 2015 P.O.V.: Samuel Guzmán 5pm
Samuel was feeling bombarded by all the questions Twilight was dropping on him. She was speaking so fast that he could barely keep up, he needed to calm her down so he could be of more help to her and the faster he helped her, the faster he would eat and rest.
"Wait, hold on a second there Twilight, I need you to calm down so I can better understand you. I may be able to speak English but that doesn't mean I can keep up with a fast speech so, please, slow down and ask me once again your questions".
As Twilight realized what he was talking about, she slightly blushed (not that Samuel would notice) and decided to repeat her questions once more, Samuel was hoping that he could understand her better now:
"Sorry, is just that this book really captivated me" -. She then raised a dark orange book, when Samuel noticed the title, his interest peaked and decided to pay more attention to her. - "I've never seen such way to describe a land and I really wanted to know how much of this was real, after all, the author says in the book that this land have changed a to the worse and I really want to know how much have changed ever since then".
Samuel took note of her words, started to think what the book was about, and tried to make his best answers considering that he hadn't read the book yet. After some quick thinking, he decided to go for an easy answer:
"Indeed, the book is right about that" -. When Twilight heard this, she got shocked. - "You see, for a few years, the government haven't been handling the country on a nice way. This has caused a... degradation to the land and..." - He was trying to come up with a quick answer, but those were always hard to make for him. - "Now the country looks a lot worse than what you read in there".
When Twilight heard him, she started to put a sad look on her face and quickly asked: "But, why nobody have asked your princess to fix it? Why has she allowed your country to go so bad? After all, what this book describes is a very nice place and it's a very sad thing to know that is being mismanaged".
Samuel could only look at her puzzled... 'was she European to ask about a monarch?' That was his first question but, that wasn't his main concern. She asked about a princess and that wasn't the government system in Venezuela.
"Huh... we don't have a monarchy in Venezuela... we have a Socialist Government with a 'Liberal' Constitution... I think" -. Twilight looked at him with a confused look. - "A what?" - Her response was giving Samuel the idea that she didn't lived on a very open society in regards on politics and thinking, but she made a question and he was going to answer, but first. - "What part you didn't understand? I need to know what you would like to understand first."
Twilight kept her confused look but she was now looking at the house, as if she was trying to formulate her question appropriately, and Samuel felt that she was going to make a question whose answer was going to be very long for him to make. After a few seconds of waiting, Samuel started to feel hunger consuming his body so he decided to ask Twilight to eat so they could have the conversation with a full stomach. When Twilight heard that, she made an ashamed smile and accepted the idea, remembering that she hadn't eaten as well.
When Samuel heard this, he understood why the pot with rice was almost full. That meant that he would have to heat it up a bit before eating with Twilight, but everything was going to be worth it just to eat something.
As Samuel was picking a couple of plates, washing and drying them, and started to split the rice between himself and Twilight, Twilight decided to talk to him again:
"Hey, thank you for making me food and sorry for not eating it."
"Don't worry about it."
"It's just that, the book, I was really wanting to read it and I didn't realized how much time passed as I was trying to translate it".
Samuel then started to pick up the vegetables and white grains, noticing that not a lot was picked up, he asked Twilight how much did she wanted. After putting the amount of food they both wanted and then put Twilight's plate on a microwave first. As he did, he noticed how Twilight was looking at the microwave with a mild curiosity but he wasn't going to ask why.
"Don't worry about it" -. He said while the microwave was heating up her plate. - "I also get distracted and forget to eat from time to time and, considering that you picked up a book made by Arturo Uslar Pietri, I don't blame you. He's a good writer".
As he was speaking, the microwave started to beep, signaling that Twilight's plate was ready. As he took the plate out, smoking out the heat, and put his own to heat up. Samuel didn't noticed Twilight's amazement over the plate and how it was hot now, all Samuel did was take the plate to the dining room and put her plate in there with the fork and knife she needed to eat. As he was doing this, Twilight continued talking to him.
"Really? What kind of stuff he writes?" - As Samuel pondered on the question, he realized that he never gave a thought to that. As Samuel wondered on this, he ignored how Twilight was looking at her plate and seeing the smoke coming out of it because of the heat. In the end, Samuel decided to give her a simple answer. - "Well, he wrote about a lot of things. He wrote about history, politics, economy, he made short stories, he made novels. There wasn't a much he didn't write about" -. Now, Samuel was about to trap Twilight on a very long speech about Uslar, but the beeping of the microwave saved Twilight for now.
Samuel picked up his plate and put it on the table besides Twilight. When Samuel prepared to eat, he made a small pause, put his hands in front of him and prayed, once again, not noticing Twilight's confused look on him, wondering what was he doing now. Once he was done with that, he started to eat with pleasure. His mouth was salivating at the mixture of hot rice mixed with Chop Suey and white grains, the mixture of food made him feel in heaven as he savored the feeling of accomplishment for eating and getting his energies renewed and, as he was doing this, he ignored Twilight's eyes looking around the house and noticing how big of a mess was that place (with multiple stuff, from books to tools, filling the table and with the chairs having clothes on top of it) and how much she wanted to fix it. Samuel also didn't notice how Twilight started to make weird gestures with her hands, all Samuel focused on was in his food.
After eating, Samuel decided to keep answering her questions a bit more. Twilight's next question was more about his country:
"Why you don't have a princess ruling you? They're the most capable and powerful beings. Maybe you would be good if you had a princess ruling Venezuela".
Samuel took notice of her question, the more she asked, the more she revealed him about what kind of place she lived him, interesting, so he decided to keep answering her questions.
"First: Princes and Princesses don't rule, the monarchical system consist in a king or queen ruling and holding the crown, on a system of absolute monarchy, they are the ones who rule. Once a King or Queen dies, then the crown is passed to the prince or princess, who then becomes the new king or queen".
"Second: Just because they're a monarch it doesn't mean that they're the most capable of ruling a country. There have been many instances of monarchs becoming autocrats and ruled at their own pleasure or of monarchs that, as more well intentional they were, were very awful in their work".
"Third: Just to give a better example of my previous point, it was because of an awful monarchy that we decided to become an independent country from the Spanish Crown - wait, that reminds me, I have to teach you Spanish, remember me that later - so I doubt that we would've been better with a monarch".
Twilight gave him a perplexed look, started to look around, as if gathering her thoughts, and prepared for a better question.
"Are you sure that the problem was the monarchy and not someone else? I mean, a monarch would never try to mistreat its people".
Samuel was about to give her a strait answer when he remembered a few details that he wasn't so sure off, since he never studied deeply the colonial age between the 1500's and the 1800's. He took a moment to think and then answered:
"That's a good question, I'll admit that I've never studied that period of time to give you a good answer but I do know that, by the end of the 18th century, this country was getting fed up of the Spanish Monarchy and those they left in charge of the country through our history and that lead to an independence movement but, to explain it, that whole story could take too long".
Twilight then decided to take the information he provided and decided to accept it. After that, she decided to ask about the history of his world, - "how did your world came to be? Who controls the Sun and Moon? How many countries are here? (...)" -, and many more that Samuel decided to respond one at a time. What Samuel didn't expected was that they would stay up until late discussing only the first question and what version was the "accepted one" since Twilight had troubles regarding the idea of both a "Big Bang" or a God that wasn't so involved with its creation, according to her.
August 7th of 2015 12:30m
As Samuel gave that conversation more thoughts, he wondered what kind of place she came from, after all, she asked who controls the Sun and Moon, that means that there must be a religion or beings capable of controlling the Sun and the Moon and that sounded very fascinating to him. But he then wondered how hard it could be for her to see how different was this from her house, he wondered how it was affecting her being so hard from her family and loved ones and, as he wondered, he fell under Morpheus arms to a pleasurable slumber.
August 7th of 2015 6:00 am P.O.V.: Twilight Sparkle
As Twilight Sparkle woke up from her slumber, dreaming about Ponyville and her friends, she wished once again that she was just in Ponyville in her old library, with Spike, following what she understood was the norm. This world was already starting to see confusing, how was it possible that a God created the Sun and Moon to be moved by themselves? Why he didn't do it by himself? Better yet, how was it possible to control their orbits but allowing them to function separately at the same time? Why there wasn't a princess like Princess Celestia or Luna ruling over them? Nothing made sense for her and she was already missing that world whose rules she was already used to.
On this world, she had a different body, she had no house, there was no magic, there was no princess and she didn't even knew what was the law. Why did the spell had to fail so miserably? What went wrong? Twilight moved her hand over the huge box that showed images from time to time and tried once again to move it with her hands just to feel sad once again because it didn't move.
As she rose from her bed and tried to figure out what to do, she saw a woman, who she remembered being Samuel's mother, wearing a huge pack on her back (backpack?) and moving back and forth between the kitchen and the rooms where Samuel said that both he and his mother slept. As Twilight looked at her moving around, the moving figure got to notice static one and decided to treat her with the respect she always knew to show to others.
"Hi" -. She said, while she was speaking on a language that Twilight understood, it still felt broken. Not as broken as the grandfather, but it still felt broken and a bit forced. - "How are you? Do you feel good?"
"Yes, thank you for asking. I just woke up and I was wondering what to do right now" -. Antonia looked at Twilight and, giving her a smile, she simply said, - "well, you could help me out with this so I can go early while leaving you something to eat."
Twilight accepted it and moved to help her by washing the dishes and learning how to prepare the food which Samuel, to his mother's chagrin, didn't teach Twilight how to do so. As Twilight helped Antonia with the kitchen, she couldn't stop to talk to her about certain issues that were troubling her.
"Ah, sorry if this comes out a bit too hard but, you're son is kinda... harsh..." - Twilight could feel a bit bad by saying it, but she wanted to see if his mom knew something about it. - "I mean, he doesn't show emotions and is too blunt when talking. It also feels like if he wanted to be right all the time".
Twilight started to wait for his mom to chastise her for criticizing her son but, to Twilight's surprise, Antonia's tone remained soft.
"Yes, he is like that. I have been trying to fix that but there's just so much you can do when your son is an asperger" -. Twilight turned around and looked at her with a huge question on her face. - "A what?" - As Antonia turned around, she took out a little box from her pocket and got surprised after seeing something from it.
"Oh, it's too late, I must go. Sorry, I don't have time to talk to you and sorry for not talking good english. My son doesn't want to teach me" -. As Twilight almost fell into shock, she quickly tried to ease her tensions by saying something that (had she known better) only made slightly worse. - "Oh, don't worry, I'm planning to learn Spanish and your son promised to help me to learn it".
As Twilight said this with a smile, Antonia (for a brief moment) looked like she was about to drop her smile but she kept it and said her goodbyes to Twilight with great kindness, she opened the door, revealing a jail door that allowed to see a small hallway with another door at the other side of said hallway, she then opened the jail door and, as she said her goodbyes again, she told Twilight to keep remembering Samuel of helping her with the Spanish, he would probably forget about it very soon.
Constitution of the Bolivarian Republic of Venezuela of 1999 Chapter II About nationality and about citizenship SECTION FIRST: ABOUT THE NATIONALITY
Article 32: Are venezuelans by birth:
All person born in the republic's territory.
All person born on the foreign territory, son or daughter of a venezuelan father by birth or a venezuelan mother by birth.
All person born on the foreign territory, son or daughter of a venezuelan father by birth or a venezuelan mother by birth, always as establish its residence on the Republic's territory or declare its will to embrace its will to gain the venezuelan nationality.
All person born on the foreign territory, with a venezuelan father by naturalization or a venezuelan mother by naturalization, always if before turning eighteen years old establishes its residence on the Republic's territory and before turning twenty five years old declares its will to embrace the venezuelan nationality.
Article 33: Venezuelans through naturalization will be:
The foreigners that obtain a natural letter. As such, they'll must have a home in Venezuela with uninterrupted residence of, at least, 10 years immediately before the date asking for the respective query. The time of residence will be reduced to five years for those who had the original nationality of Spain, Portugal, Italy, latinamerican countries and the Caribbean.
The foreigners that contract marriage with venezuelans since they declare their will to be, passed five years at least since since the marriage date.
The foreigners minor of age by the date of the father's or mother's naturalization that exerts the custody upon them, always as they declare their will to become venezuelan before turning twenty one and have resided on Venezuela, uninterruptedly, during the five years prior to said declaration.
Article 34: The venezuelan nationality cannot be lost when opting or acquiring another nationality.
P.O.V.: Samuel Guzmán
As Samuel kept looking at the computer, for more time than he should, he wondered just how screwed could Twilight be. He was starting to fear that she could be taken away if they discover that she was a foreigner with no background (a believable one at least) and he was starting to feel despair as he tried to find a solution for her. He wanted to know if he could find something else on the Constitution or the law, but he was starting to get low on free time and he still needed to make his breakfast.
As he left his room and went to the kitchen, he started to prepare his food for the whole day while getting moving to the Ballroom to wake up Twilight and teach her how he cooked his food. As he went to the Ballroom, searching for Twilight, he got surprised when he found Twilight's bed alone, without the new resident in the house sleeping on it. As his mind started to worry, he decided to move around the house to search for her just to stop all thought process when he found Twilight on the Dining Room doing an activity he didn't expect to find.
He found Twilight Sparkle eating a couple of arepas with cheese that she was eating with pleasure. As Samuel watched Twilight eating, his mind started to go full speed thinking on how she could have gotten that food and, what he feared the most, who helped her to cook it on the case that somebody decided to help her. His mind was so focused thinking on how did Twilight Sparkle got around food that he missed her noticing his presence and how her face started to worry over how long has he been watching him and it wasn't until Twilight decided to salute him that his mind returned to the earth and started to proceed with the morning conventions he was used to do.
"Uhm" - Said a very concerned Twilight. - "Hi? How long have you been there?" - As Samuel reacted and looked at her, his response was quick and warm enough for Twilight to feel alright. - "Oh, sorry, I was just wondering how did you got that food since, as far I'm aware, you don't know how to cook."
Twilight looked at her arepa with great fixation and, right before she lost herself on thinking what she was eating, decided to respond Rafael.
"Oh, well, your mom helped me out a lot by cooking me this... a-re-pa and she taught me a bit about how to cook it..." - Unbeknownst to Twilight, Samuel gave a deep and relaxed sigh once he knew from where did she got that food and kept on hearing her. - "... your mom is a very nice lady. I didn't expected her to move so fast in the morning, it reminds me of how I used to wake up back in Equestria" - She said with a hint of nostalgia and worry that Samuel missed to note. - "And I was now thinking about how I would like you to, please, help me out to learn spanish so I could help out more in this house".
In the moment Twilight said those words, Samuel's mind quickly crashed as it started to think of a way to actually teach her spanish while acknowledging the fact that he was wasting his time on not making his meal of the day and the sad truth of him not trying to do both. In the end, he decided to make his meal as he asked Twilight to follow him once she finished her breakfast.
As he started to put the rice to cook, add the salt and condiments necessary to make it good to eat, he started to explain Twilight his current predicament.
P.O.V.: Twilight Sparkle
"Look, Twilight, I apologize but I don't know how to teach someone else a foreign language. It doesn't mean that I won't try, but I would like to get an idea of how to do it first" -. As Twilight heard this, she frowned her brows and asked, - "wait, why don't you use the same method your teacher gave you to understand english but for spanish?" - Samuel's response was one that baffled Twilight on many ways and that would be the cause of their next discussion after Samuel's return from college. - "I learned english by my own, I barely had any teacher and, by the time I actually started to see english from a teacher, I was capable enough to speak it and understand it".
From that phrase, what baffled Twilight wasn't the fact of hearing somebody learning a foreign language on his own, it wasn't that he basically said that as an excuse to postpone her teaching of spanish or that he probably did it at a very young age, if her estimations were accurate.
What baffled Twilight was the way he said it, it was as if learning another language on your own was something to shrug off, he said it as if it meant nothing, a casual thing one would do to kill some time. She now was curious about how he actually learned english, surely some details were skipped, but she mostly wanted to get an idea of what kind of society he was living in that the fact of learning another language was something to shrug off.
After that moment, both Samuel and Twilight stopped discussing about teaching and Twilight started to talk about how her arepa with cheese tasted and asked how it was made. Samuel decided to explain her that the arepa was a product made of pulverized corn and mixed with water and salt to create the mass, followed by putting them in an iron plate (or any metal plate capable of cooking them that doesn't allow the mass to stick into the plate) until a toasty crust was made, once the mass was cooked on the inside, the arepa was opened on the inside and filled with any type of condiment she wanted.
"Really?"
Said Twilight Sparkle with a hint of curiosity as her eyes fixated on the biten food she held on her hands, hunger craving as the melted cheese mixed with the inner mass, blending both foods and giving Twilight's mouth a sensation of a toasted corn, which gave in to her mouth's jaws as if it were mashed potato, mixed with a cheesy flavor that exploded on Twilight's mouth and sent her to paradise.
"Sure!"
Said a Samuel that, while it had a slightly enthusiastic face, the tone of his voice barely registered any type of emotion as if he was trying to suppress the desire of talking about a subject he loved and his mastery of it made him look as an emotionless individual. But, Twilight noted, the more he talked, the more his voice gave in inflections. As Samuel spoke, it felt less as a mechanical being since he started to give out more emotion, more desire and more hunger towards the thing that was creating a garden of eden on Twilight's tongue.
"You can add eggs, scrambled or fried, caraota, meat, etc. Is your choice, really. The arepa can go with, practically, anything and, for that reason, some of these have different names or titles. In example: there's an arepa mixed with avocado, mayonnaise, scratched cheese and, I think, something else and we call it the Reina Pepiada. Is a fan favorite among those who want to eat something good and they don't mind getting their hands dirty".
As he said those last words, his mouth started to twist in the shape of a simple smile but, before it could form itself up, Samuel moved back to the kitchen to see his rice. Meanwhile, Twilight decided to look back at her bliss from heavens and take note of how versatile this simple piece of heated corn was for this family (or country) and she remembered how Equestria did the same with hay. Hay was used as a burger, a simple appetizer, fried food, it was only limited to the pony's mind and it brought joy to her mind as she realized that this new type of food could make a revolution to the kitchens of Equestria. She could imagine how Spike and Applejack would be so interested on this and, maybe, even Pinkie Pie would get into this if there was a way to make this arepa sweet.
But, the same way that she used to creep in into a library so nopony could notice her until she was already in, a creeping thought started to invade Twilight. A thought being originated in one of the potential compliments started to creep into her mind, slowly, and it decided to erupt from her sub conscious a series of images that freezed her mind with terror and that would have make her lose her food if it weren't for the fact that a foreign voice, also known as Samuel, brought her out of her nightmarish visions and stepped her down to reality.
When Twilight looked back at Samuel, his emotionless face was back but his dark eyes were now having a small shine into them that, Twilight was sure, weren't there before. She saw that he now had rice mixed with chop suey and caraota which, she noted, was the same thing he ate yesterday as a breakfast. Very soon, she was about to engage into a new conversation, involving this time the second question Twilight made yesterday.
"Now, you said yesterday that your god created everything and I'm very sure that includes both the sun and the moon. Now, what I would like to understand is how does he control everything without overwhelming himself, I mean, in Equestria, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna uses magic to control both the sun and moon respectively but they don't do that all the time, they only mark the speed and let them move on their own until it's time for the dawn or twilight. How can your god move the sun and moon?"
As Twilight waited eagerly to hear a response from him, her patience only exasperated as Samuel focused more on eating rather than explaining. Twilight could feel how the cold air of the night was slowly being warmed thanks to the sun, she remembered how she always got up in Equestria and drank a hot drink and she would always enjoy seeing the steam coming out of her drink. As Samuel ate from his food, still releasing steam, Twilight wondered if he also enjoyed that kind of things, after all, he must have something to keep his mind busy enough to not get his tongue burned. And, right when Twilight was thinking that he wasn't going to answer, Samuel said a simple word before continuing his breakfast.
"Gravity".
The word itself explained nothing to Twilight, as the word 'gravity' itself meant nothing to her. As she tried to think what Samuel was meaning, she couldn't miss his eyes quickly taking a look at her before focusing back on his food. Twilight wondered if he was going to just eat before answering but, as there was less and less things to eat on the plate, Samuel started to give quick words before bringing the fork back at his mouth.
"It's what hold us together to big masses" -. That was the first sentence explaining Twilight the sun and moon mystery as he made sure that the rice didn't fall from the fork with the help of the knife.
Twilight's mind tried quickly to put the pieces together as she heard the words. She saw the chairs she was on and then the floor, wondering how big was the ground that it was keeping both of them on the ground.
"The bigger a mass is, the more force it can exert unto other smaller masses" -. He said as he used his fork and knife to manipulate the food at his whim.
She wondered if Equestria had the same rules. Was it a type of magic that was impossible to use or just a field that the academics never went to analyze under the argument of "it's magic" to avoid a study in an unknown territory?
"The planet earth is big enough to hold the moon into an orbit, making it go around our system" -. He said as he mixed the rice with the caraota and sent them to his mouth.
Now Twilight was starting to have more questions. Did that meant the moon was small and, if so, the sun was equally small? How did gravity made the moon orbit around the world?
"The sun is huge enough to make us go around it, but it's far away from us so we don't die from heat" -. He said as he took the fork away from the plate and blew the food to cool it off.
Now Twilight was sure that the sun and moon worked differently as they did in Equestria. Not only the size differences, but also the way they interacted with this world and that brought a new series of questions for Twilight. Why was the sun and moon so far away and close enough respectively that it only worked for the earth?
"But the sun and moon aren't the only ones making the orbit. There are multiple systems on this universe that helps keeping the gravitational balance on this system alone" -. He said as he started to pick condiments that were apart on his plate and mixed all together to eat the leftovers.
And now, Twilight's questions were, somewhat, answered and all she needed now was to fill the holes left by his explanation.
"How does your god enters into all of this?"
As Twilight asked this, Samuel started to move around to the kitchen and started to clean his plate on the sink.
"Well, that's a simple answer. Simple facts, if God created the universe, the stars, the gravity, everything. Doesn't that means that he also created the rules necessary for it to run on its own? Just because he created everything, it doesn't mean that he has to break the rules, in fact, he only does it to show his omnipotence to the those who believe on him and that only happens scarcely, putting aside Jesus of course".
As Samuel finished cleaning the plate, he went back to his room, leaving Twilight alone in her musings as she went to the sink, picked up the sponge and red liquid that Samuel used to clean his plate and cleaned her own hands. As the cold water went through her hands, she thought back on Equestria and now wanted to tell Rafael how different was her world from his.
Trying to not ask about this Jesus, Twilight gave a thought to this idea. It was sound actually. Instead of trying to control everything directly, this god would only create the rules and only intervene when necessary and she now wanted to now how efficient it has been. As her hands cleaned themselves from the arepa's oil, she went back to the hall and waited for Samuel to ask him a bit more and, probably, tell him about Equestria. Which is why she became sad after seeing him coming back with a backpack, a thing she has only seen him using when he was going out. But, before leaving, Samuel decided to say his good byes to Twilight with a kinda energetic words.
"Well, that's all I can answer for now, don't worry, I'll talk to you more when I come back here, meanwhile, I hope you can have a nice time here."
After saying that, he opened the door in the middle of the hall and Twilight saw a white light covering him.
"I'm trying to see how I can help you a bit more and remember that I left a bit more of food in the pot with rice for you. I'll be back soon".
He opened the white jail and went into the other hallway, this time, Twilight could see stairs going down while, in front of them, was another jailed door that had another door right besides it. Between the strage door and the one Twilight was standing, she could see a big wall of wood that, she was sure, connected to some place.
As he was about to leave the house, Samuel looked at Twilight's distressed face and said: - "look, I understand that you want to talk more, but I have to go to college and I know that you must need something to read. Why don't you read more about that book and tell me more about it? Maybe, by the time I come back, you may tell me how is your home and I may give you something else to read".
And, as Samuel was closing down the door, he said with a cheerful tone. - "Bye!" - And closed the door. Twilight kept looking at the door as she heard the jailed door being closed on the other side. Twilight was now wondering what else she could do and now wanted to see if she could help in some way on the house. As she moved around the part of the house she was allowed to be in, she started to look at the walls and furniture, she saw how those walls had a grayish white instead of a full white it should have, she saw how the library was filled with dust and couldn't fail to notice how the mirrors looked as if they were wash with soap but never with water and she then new what to do.
As she decided to move to the kitchen, she started to search around for tools to clean, reminding her of whenever both she and Spike would have to clean the library to reorganize the books and the memories sent a bliss of happiness into her. She picked a bucket, a mob, a translation dictionary and something that said being a cleaner and started to clean the walls.
Twilight would spend the following hours cleaning the house, starting by the library. From here, she would pick up every single book from a row (and starting from the higher row) and pass the slightly wet mob on the books's covers just so she could wipe out the dust from them, then pass the mob on the empty rows and take out the dirt that was contaminating the sanctuary of knowledge that was residing on this house. As Twilight was cleaning the books, some large, some small, some thick, some thin, she decided to use the dictionary to read the titles of most of these books to get an idea of what kind of individuals were living on this house. The fact that they were on spanish only added more reasons for her this new language but, for now, the dictionary would suffice.
Borburata, Doña Bárbara, Cantaclaro, The Road of El Dorado, Heroic Venezuela, Memories of a Venezuelan from the Decay, Amadís de Gaula, Hamlet, Otelo, Romeo and Juliet, Guzmán Blanco: Elipse of an Ambition for Power, Letters Between Bolívar and Sucre, April 19th of 1810, Auto Biography of Jose Antonio Paez, The Colored Spears, Biography of José Félix Ribas, The Little Prince, The Cabito, Faust, La Vorágine, The Battle of Carabobo, The Fall of Yellow Liberalism, Harry Potter, The Lord of the Rings, Narnia, Barrabás, Don Quijote de la Mancha.
There were much more books for her to read, which brought her joy, but there were two books whose titles brought her attention the most:
The first book, large and thick, divided on three volumes, each volume had a huge image going across the whole cover depicting an empty battlefield and it had a title which gave her a creeping dread and a desire for it to be fiction, had for a name The World Wars. As Twilight gave this books a thought, she wondered over the idea of a conflict that could go across the world and how it was possible. She could only think of something so evil and so spread out that could only be defeated by a united alliance across the world. As she thought about it, she could agree on the idea that such plot would bring over a lot of fans and she wondered what kind of lore must have been built to make such a big book.
The second book, much smaller and thinner than the other, it didn't have any type of image and the cover was of a simple orange color, but it had a title that mesmerized Twilight and made her feel as if it had a secret meaning in it, as if the author wanted to give a secret code to the readers and you could only find it inside the book. This title, the more Twilight looked at it, sounded as something that only Princess Celestia could write due to her age, making her wonder about the author's age: 100 Years of Solitude.
Meanwhile, as Twilight was cleaning the house and looking at the books, she was being watched by the grandfather. What was going on on the mind of the old Joaquín was a mystery to everybody, sometimes he would be nice to those surrounding him, sometimes he would be a tyrant. In that house, the only one close to figure him out was Samuel and, even still, it was hard to predict what he was going to do next. After the last discussion between Samuel and Joaquín, the tension inside the house only grew with only two figures not noticing it: Twilight being new on the house, she was unable to notice how the tensions between the grandson and the grandfather were caused by her and, as she was helping on the house by cleaning, the old gaze of the enigmatic elder was seeing and determining what to do with her.
P.O.V.: Samuel Guzmán
As Samuel was entering into the elevator that would take him back into his house, he was wondering how he would help Twilight to learn spanish. He was sure that he would have to make up something but he wasn't sure what, perhaps he could use the dictionary?
His feet started to move inside the elevator as the doors opened, he looked at the button that said PH, used an electronic lock and then pressed the button that would take him to his apartment.
Regardless, he was sure that he would have to figure it out quickly, if Twilight didn't know spanish soon, she wouldn't be able to get a job and, that way, ensure that she wouldn't be kicked out of the house. The more he thought about it, the more worried he got, he only hoped to get an idea quickly.
The elevator's doors opened and he went out, his mind putting the body on automatic movement so he could better think of a course he could use to teach her, perhaps the same system his mother used on him? It worked very well and he ended up learning english on his own.
He pull out the keys out of his pocket and put them on the doors to open them as he could feel how the idea was coming to him, he was getting close to getting a plan to teach her.
As Samuel entered into his house, his vision was welcomed by an image that blocked out anything except what he was looking into. He found his guest looking at a couple of books while she had at her side a couple of cleaning tools, he already wanted to know what was going on, so he went to Twilight and asked what was going on.
As Twilight Sparkle looked at him with a happy face, as if she has done something worth being proud about, and decided to explain him what happened after he left.
"You see, after you left, I wanted to help on the house and, since I don't know spanish neither am capable of doing a job for the time being, I decided to help you clean the house, starting with the library" -. As she pointed out to the library, Samuel couldn't help but notice how well she cleaned it. The shelves had zero dust just like the books and he was sure that she even ordered the books in some way. - "I must say" -. She continued. - "You have a really interesting collection of books, I would really like to learn spanish very soon so I can start reading all of these".
As Samuel took notice of both her desire to read and her usefulness as a homework reminder, he decided to go on with the conversation they had earlier that day while he was cooking his dinner.
"I think that I'm starting to get an idea to teach you spanish, but I'm still not sure about how to do it. I suppose I could start by saying some words in spanish so you can start to get used to them but, for now, I would like to continue our previous conversation".
As the intellectual couple was waiting for Samuel's rice to cook, Twilight decided to proceed with the conversation and to answer his questions.
"Well" -. Samuel said. - "For starters, you asked who controlled our sun and moon. Does that mean that somebody controls the sun and moon of your world?" - Twilight's confirmation got his interest on her world. Her happy grin only showed him how eager she was to talk about her home. - "Yes! You see, in Equestria, our sun and moon are controlled by our princesses, Celestia and Luna respectively, and they always make sure that the celestial bodies go around Equestria at the right time" -. As Samuel heard the names, he couldn't suppress a light chuckle which got Twilight's curiosity.
"Oh" -. Said a calmed Samuel. - "You see, I find it funny that the princess that controls the moon is called Luna because moon, in spanish, is named luna. So, from my perspective, you said that the moon is controlled by the Princess Moon." - Twilight's face clearly showed that she didn't found it funny at all, not that Samuel minded, he always found his joy in small stuff like that even if no one else did.
"It doesn't matter" -. He continued. - "How do your princesses control both the sun and moon?" - Now, this was the question plaguing his mind. He wanted to know more about Twilight's origins, perhaps, he could tell how far was her mind or, rather, how different she was from his perspective of normality and her answer was something that both disappointed and interested him. - "Well, by magic" -. Even though she said it with a tone that depicted normality (and a hint of happiness) that wasn't enough for Samuel. - "Magic? Magic how?"
Twilight's explanation was something that brought his mind to think. It was hard for him to understand the idea of something that could be used by three tribes, working differently on each tribe, while the princesses, being a combination of all the tribes together, having enough power to control small celestial bodies. Even more so, the more he thought about it, the more he realized that the constellations and bodies in Equestria must have worked differently compared to his own world, even though they had the same names, for there to be a force that could only be described as "magic". It was a simple idea, but he wanted to know more.
But Samuel wasn't the only one thinking about the difference between the two worlds, for Twilight was also wondering how close was she to her own world, for she was now living in a world that had similar names and bodies to the ones she knew about but, instead of magic, it worked through a different set of forces that made her new home radically different. And the more she knew about it, the more she was interested in it.