Sunlight glimmered across the fields of grass in Equestria, as all the ponies of Ponyville walked around and did their business. Many ponies chattered, smiles on their faces and seemingly no cares in the world. Twilight Sparkle and her friends had just defeated Nightmare Moon a day ago, and due to that, Ponyville was happier than ever.
Twilight relaxed in her room, scanning her eyes across the page of the book she was reading. She had been reading it to learn more about spells, strangely enough, there seemed to be one about vortexes. She tilted her head in thought, curiosity shining in her dark violet eyes.
Surely, only unicorns powerful enough would be able to do a spell like that. Or at least, that's what she thought. She continued to read the paragraph, taking in all the information she was learning. From the corner of her eye, it felt as if the room felt brighter all the sudden. Figuring it was just the sun, she kept reading.
But then it got brighter, and brighter. To the point of being too bright to be a bit of sunlight peeking through the window she had so gracefully placed herself next to. She turned her head, and her eyes took in the sight before them. Spike raised his head from the pillow he rested on, making exhausted noises; "Twilight.. I'm trying to.. whoa- whaAaagh!"
The little dragon gaped his mouth in surprise, and tumbled out of bed. Twilight then hopped of of her bed, and stood firmly. Her mouth was agape, she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
For brief moments, white flickers of light flashed before her eyes. In fact, different colors seemed to flicker all throughout. Green, blue, purple, red.. then, the light had faded, only to reveal that it was not the only presence in this room.
What appeared from the sudden burst of light was.. a colt. It was a unicorn colt. He grumbled in pain, his eyes tightly shut. Multiple items of the same figure were scattered around him, all bright red and white. They looked like.. cans? What could he possibly have been doing?
The colts coat was a dark green, like the fields of grass that were surrounding the entirety of ponyville. A forest green, perhaps? His mane was a dark brown, and his tail was oddly short. His cutie mark was a paint brush. So he was most likely an artist of some kind.
His eyes finally then slowly opened, revealing it to be an emerald green. A brighter green than his coat, that's for sure. He continued to grumble, muttering a simple; "Wha... where.. am i?" His head gently looked around the room before him.
"What.. is this place?" Asked the colt, confused. Twilight rushed down the stairs, concerned for the seemingly hurt colt before her. "Sir! Are you alright?!" She yelled, her hooves gliding across the floor as she stopped. The colt looked at her, raising an eyebrow.
But then his eyes widened.
It was only for a brief moment he was stunned by his shock, but as soon as it was over..
"Oh.. my god.." He muttered. Twilight didn't even have time to react before-
"My colas!" He looked down helplessly at his cans that were scattered all around the room, and quickly began to gather them all with one of his hooves. He seemed more focused on the cans of this 'Cola' surrounding him more than he did that he was in a different place.
Twilight stood in confusion, as Spike just stared just processing the sight he had saw before the colt. Had he teleported here? Or had he.. been teleported here?
"Sir.. uhh.." Twilight trailed off as he kept scooping up the countless amount of cans in the room, "you know you can just use your magic, right?" She tried to remind this colt of the normal everyday task that was unicorns having to use their magic. Why was he not acting like he didn't have a horn?
"My.. magic?.." He repeated those words back as he turned to face her again. "Yeah, you know.. this?" Twilight pointed to her horn, "You can use it to pick that stuff up. Do you.. want me to help you?" Asked she, staring at the confused unicorn.
"What do you mean my horn-" The male unicorn had brought up his hoof to the part of his head where his horn was, and upon feeling it, his eyes widened again.
His mouth slightly gaped in shock, as he then looked at his hoof. "Wait.." He raised his head up and looked seemingly nowhere, "I'm a unicorn!.." He stated. Twilight couldn't even get a response out, as he suddenly then shouted; "Noooooo!"
- It had been a normal day for Edd, he ordered some cokes since he had ran out of some and was practically shaking in excitement. After all, he had ordered 9 boxes of it! He would be stocked for weeks or months! Well, depending on how many he drank. The last time he ordered that many boxes he drank them all in 2 days.
It had also been the day Tord had come back after a while. Ever since the whole entire Giant Robot incident, things had been pretty rocky between them. But Tord had promised he wouldn't do such a thing again with an oddly happy voice. So Edd trusted him! I mean, it's not like he would take advantage of him and Matt's low intelligence to screw them over again right?
Tom of course, wasn't very happy about it. He had been spending the entire day in his room. For some reason he heard loud banging noises coming from in there, but oh well! It was just another Tuesday, so that was normal.
When a few hours passed by, the colas had finally come. The man at the front door was oddly confused by the amount of colas he had ordered, but it didn't really matter. He would be getting a larger paycheck than he usually did anyway.
Edd tried to lift the many boxes of Cola, but a wisp of light suddenly went by and knocked said box over. "Well, well, well.." A familiar voice had come from another direction. Edd turned over, and clenched his fist upon seeing who had knocked over his precious colas.
"Eduardo.." He growled, as the familiar bearded man stood their with an odd item in his hand. It was a wand, but why did he even have one in the first place? Eduardo and his friends stood on his lawn with a smug smile on their faces like always.
"What are you doing now, you loser?" Eduardo asked, a smirk on his face. "Well, if you must know, I was trying to take the colas I had ordered inside of my house." Edd walked over, hands on his hips and an annoyed face.
"Ha, and your just doing that? I ordered 40 Diet Cola boxes!" Eduardo grinned, raising his hand to point out the boxes that had been piled on all of eachother. Edds face turned into disappointment, "Thats.. thats fine, I don't really care."
"..And 90 more Cola boxes!" Eduardo then raised his arm to point out the less obvious and taller boxes of normal coke all piled up on eachother. And way bigger than any of the houses. Edd gasped dramatically, how could he have won by such a large amount?!
"Now, uh.. we'd love to watch you fail some more, but we'll be on our way!" Eduardo grinned. "On our way? To where?" Jon questioned, looking puzzled. Eduardo gave him a mean glance, making him flinch up a little and stand up. "Oh yeah.. uhh.. a real better way!" Jon repeated after Eduardo, only it made less sense.
As they walked off, Jon looked sad as Eduardo muttered some mean comments to him.
Edd didn't know why, but something in that moment made him feel.. so much more angry than he did on other days like this. Before he knew it, it was as if his body flew into the air. And he saw Eduardos body get closer and closer, until-
He crashed into Eduardo, and began to punch and punch without any thoughts whatsoever. The other two watched in shock, this had never happened before! The wand that had been in Eduardos hand moments ago fell out as he kept getting beat endlessly by Edds fists.
It had conveniently landed next to Jon's feet. Not knowing what to do, but wanting to help, Jon took action and picked up the wand. He began to chant random spells he had most likely been making up, "Uhh.. Colanarnia! Pugaboxer.. um.. umm.. Alicornia!" In that moment, Jon hadn't actually been thinking it would work.
But nor did he think it would work at the third word either.
In that moment, a shock wave suddenly crashed throughout the area, and made Edd fall off of Eduardo almost immediately. A bright light was now right above the neighbors house. A circle of light. A red car pulled up, and the window was lowered. It was Tord, and he could only mutter a; "What the.."
Matt and Tom came out of the house, their faces in surprise. Everyone who had seen the circle was in surprise. They couldn't mutter a single word, they were all too stunned to do so. And before they knew it.. like a spoon scooping up some cereal.. they felt themselves being sucked up.
They all screamed, trying to hold onto random things for dear life as to stay on the sweet sweet ground. It was hopeless though, for the Hole of Seemingly The Gateway To Heaven had been to strong for them.
Screaming was in the air for a moment, a brief shout had sounded into the air; "NOT THE FACEEEE!"
And just like that, the glory hole was gone..
...
For about 3 seconds.
Like a human eating some rotten food, it spat out the neighbors in an instant. Before quickly dissapearing again.
On a hot, sweat building day, Applejack had been bucking some apples. Her blonde mane would shimmer in the sun, as beads of sweat dripped down her face and onto the bottom of her chin. Her hooves felt heavy, but it was worth it for the apples.
The trees leaves slowly drifted with the wind. There wasn't that much wind that day, but it would at least cool her down a little. The marvelous glistening of the apples was tempting enough for her to keep going, she needed them to make and sell food after all.
As she treaded near a tree she had decided to pick for her next bucking, she could swear in the corner of her emerald green eyes she had seen some light. Brushing it off as sunlight, she turned her back to the tree and prepared to kick her hind legs at its trunk. But only did she realize that the light she had seen was not sunlight.
A bright light glowed in the distance inbetweentwo apple trees, flickering different colors each second. Blue, purple, red, green. Applejack backed up in shock, she had never seen anything quite like it. And before she knew it.. the light had faded.
However it revealed something, or rather somepony.
It was a unicorn colt. He didn't look too young, but he looked young enough to be a colt.
His coat was a dark, pretty shade of blue. His mane was spiked up, and it was a dark brown color. She could have sworn his mane kind of resembled a pineapple, but she shook it off. His cutie mark was a guitar.. so he was talented at guitar most likely.
The only difference was he had his back turned, so she couldn't tell what color his eyes were.
Shaking her head, she quickly galloped up to the colt, concerned if he was alright or not. "H-Hey! Are ya alright, sugarcube?" She asked as she came closer, looking down at the colt. She didn't want him to stay outside for too long, for he seemed a bit.. exhausted already. The heat could get to him if he stayed out too long.
"Wha.. what.." His voice was deep, masculine and had an accent somewhat similar to Raritys. Applejack spoke again in her sweet southern voice, "Hey now, don't worry.. i'll get ya somewhere less hot. Ya look as limber as dishrag."
The colt groaned as Applejack stepped around him, and lifted him up with her neck. She had something else to carry back home now, but.. surely she could stop her bucking to get some random colt who randomly teleported and looked completely exhausted back to her house so he could rest right?
He looked to her, and gasped, and as did she; but both of them did for different reasons. "Holy pug in a pizzabox! A talking pony!" He muttered, falling back. Applejack seemed confused by his statement, "What- what do ya mean by that nonsense?! Your the one with no eyes!" She said.
The colts eyes were in fact not present. They were completely black, as if a void had taken over inside where it should have been. "No eyes? I-" He trailed off for a few moments, before putting his hoof down. "..Yeah, your right." He muttered, and his face went completely blank.
Applejack stepped closer, "Ah've never seen anypony like you before.. are you not from 'round here?" She asked, looking at him with curious eyes. "..You could say that." He said, recalling the odd way he had been sent here. He had gone on so many adventures to the point where he just didn't really care anymore.
"Where are ya from?" She asked. "...England." He calmly answered. He didn't know whether England existed here or not, but even if that was the case, he sure as hell didn't care.
"England? I dont reckon I've heard of that place before. Do ya know where your at right now?" She questioned, if she kept asking questions, he was going to get annoyed real fast.
"No." He simply answered. Applejacks lips drew back, as she found herself deep in thought. She then spoke up again, "Well, if it's any help to ya, your in Sweet Apple Acres right now. We're the only farm here at Ponyville."
"Ponyville?.." He repeated. "Yeah, Ponyville. Ya never heard of it?" She raised an eyebrow, surely he would have known about all the towns outside his own. So why didn't he?..
"I don't believe I have." Awkwardly, he answered. The colt didn't picture he would be having a conversation about where he was from with a talking pony. But this wasn't the weirdest thing he had been through, so he didn't question it.
"Huh, that's weird.. usually everypony outta town knows about this place." Applejack seemed puzzled. She couldn't fathom the fact that a pony couldn't have possibly heard of Ponyville, but was from somewhere that she didn't know of.
She looked back at the colt, and smiled: "Well, Ah'll take ya back to the barn. Ah think I can stop buckin for a couple of hours, so I could probably take ya to Ponyville and get this all sorted out."
The colt just wanted to get the hell out of the place, so with a sigh he then replied: "Fine. But if there isn't any Smirnoff around here I'm going to be pissed."
Applejack raised a brow, "Hey, language. But.. Smirnoff? I dont think ah ever heard of that, but even if ah did, I don't think it'd be lyin around here. The only thing we have 'round here is Apple Cider." She had said, much to the colts dismay.
He drew his lips back into a snarl, "Alcohol. I need Alcohol." This seemed to be familiar to the country mare though, because her face seemed a bit weirded out. "Cider.. is a type of alcohol." She replied, still confused.
"Oh.." He mumbled. Applejack stood in silence for a couple of seconds, before shaking her head and talking again. "Anyway, why don't we get goin? It's best if we hurry along now, this heat might kill us both if we stay out in it for too long." Applejack said, sliding sweat off of her forehead.
"I'd rather it kill me than spend anymore seconds without my Smirnoff." The colt sarcastically said, looking up at the mares face with no emotion whatsoever. "H-Hey now, that's a bit dramatic don't ya think?" Applejacks face seemed a bit concerned at that statement.
She had realized, she didn't know this colts name. She then asked, "Hey, you ought to tell me your name. It'd be a bit awkward havin' a friend I don't know the name of."
The colt raised his brow, "Friend?.." He didn't know where she had gotten the idea that they were friends already, but it was best not to question it considering she was a literal talking pony with a southern accent.
He sighed again, "I'm Tom.." He introduced himself in a half assed sort of way. He didn't really seem to care for anything, not even the fact that he was talking to a pony with a literal apple tattoo on her flank.
"Tom, huh? Thats quite a unique name ya got there, ah don't think ah ever heard of it before.." Applejack said, in a more amazed way than a weirded out way. The name 'Tom' sounded actually pretty cool. "Well? Whats your name?" Asked Tom.
"Ah'm Applejack. Nice to meet ya, Mister Tom." She smiled. "Your name is Applejack. Your named after an alcoholic beverage, yet you don't have any smirnoff around here." His cynical tone of voice had surprised the orange pony a little, she didn't think she had met anypony this negative or sarcastic.
"Heheh.. your quite the negative Nancy, aren't ya, Tom?" She had just replied with a jolly old grin, while Tom still stayed quiet. "No-" "Well don't you worry your little head, Tom. Ah'll get everything taken care of, and you'll find your way outta here." She cut him off, optimism in her face, blinding her to the negativity from beneath.
"Um.. okay?" He was still distrustful of this oddly happy pony. Surely, something had to be going on. Either he was tripping balls right now, or he had truly gone insane.
"Well? Are ya gonna get up from there or do ya need my help?" She asked Tom, he had been laying on the grass this entire time and didn't even bother to get up. "Oh, right." Now with this new body, he would have to figure out how to stand up in a new way.
Putting his front hooves on the ground firmly, he tried to lift himself up. But his body trembled as he kept failing each time. He was starting to get frustrated before-
Applejack simply lifted him up onto her back somehow. "Hey, don't overdo yourself, sugarcube. If your that tired, ah can ride ya back to the barn. Ya seem plain tuckered out of your mind anyway." She grinned. Now he was riding said talking pony..
Great?...
He only made a weird noise in response, and she had just nodded as if she understood it. And with that, she began to head back down to the barn.
Rarity sowed, and sowed away. A pony had ordered a bit of a complex dress that day, so she would be working away for hours on end. The sunlight seeped in from her window, making her coat extra warm. Today was a particularly hot day, and she didn't want to have to spend her precious time outside.
The sun crept into the hairs of her coat, and made her feel a great warmth. Summer. Probably the worst month of the year for Ponyville. For the Pegasus mostly anyway. They'd have to fly around and push clouds in, all while the sun poured onto their sacred skin.
This was why Rarity didn't particularly get ponies like Applejack. She seemed to love anything that would get her messy. And the sun? It made anypony messy with sweat.
Rarity picked up the fabric with her horn, her blue magic laced the purple fabric with a glitter. "Ah, now this should do magnificent! Purple always does go well with black, does it not?" She gently put it away, and picked up a piece of black fabric.
As she put the black fabric under the sowing machine, a flicker of slight flared in the corner of her eyes. She quickly turned her head. Oh, if this was her little sister messing around again, she'd-
It flickered again, then began to show all sorts of different colors. Green, blue, red, purple.. she had never seen anything quite like it! She gasped, and began to back away from the sight. Did she have to cut off her precious tail again?! No-
The light vanished, and revealed.. a pony. It was a pegasus colt. Stallion? Colt? She couldn't really tell.
The colt in question was a stallion or colt with a fluffy, bright ginger mane. His coat was a light purple, shimmering in the silence of the sun. His cutiemark.. it was a mirror. Did he specialize in making mirrors?
His eyes- when they opened, they were revealed to be a dashing shade of ice blue. It was a perfect color, like a crystal shining in the light. He was simply.. marvelous!
He groaned, gracefully and heavily lifting his head in a pained way. Rarity shook her head, no, now wasn't the time to focus on his fabulousness! Now was the time to.. to...
"AGHHHHHHHHHHH!"
She let out a high pitched scream, which caused the stallion to flinch hardly. He shot up into the air screaming from the sudden surprise of a mare screaming in his ears, and knocked his head on the roof.
He groaned again, and his head bobbled from the sheer pain. But then he shook his head, "Wait, humans cant.." He looked down at the ground. His eyes darted attention to his limbs, and his face turned into an exaggerated expression of horror.
"Um.. darling, are you alrigh-" Raritys question was then cut off by the pony screaming again, and clumsily flinging his limbs in the air. As he flung around, he knocked into a wall, and faceplanted onto the floor.
Rarity gasped, "Oh my!" She then jogged towards the colt and bent her head down to see if he was okay. Rarity hadn't been expecting company today, but it seemed she'd have to put off her work a little while.
"Are you okay, darling?!" Asked she. He stared up in response, and replied, "No! No I am not, talking unicorn I was trying to comb my luscious hair, and then I got teleported into some weird hell dimension- wait.." He slowly looked up at Rarity.
"Your a.. talking pony!" He gasped, while sitting up and pointing a hoof at her. "Why- why of course I am, dear.. why else wouldn't I talk?" Rarity seemed confused at his own shock, furrowing a brow as he still kept his mouth open in shock.
"What do you mean why else wouldn't you talk?! Your a pony! Ponies can't talk!" He protested, seemingly getting defensive. "Whatever do you mean?! Your- your a pony!" Rarity asked, she had just met this stallion and she was already getting irritated.
"What?! No I'm not-" The stallion then took a look at his hooves. His face turned to surprise, "I understand now.." He said in a rather serious and mature tone of voice.
...
"This must all be one fantastic dream!" He smiled joyfully. Rarity stood still for a moment, in disbelief. She had never met a pony so.. wait, she did. And her name was Pinkie.
Anyway- Rarity inhaled, and tried to think of what to do. An unusual case like this would be fit for Twilight. She was Celestias student after all. And considering what happened yesterday, she might be able to find a way to handle his situation.
"Um.. darling, I hate to break it to you, but this isn't a dream-" "Of course! Whatever you say dream pony! Say, do you have a mirror? I wanna get a good look at my face!" The stallion cut her off, but she didn't have to answer that question, for he saw it anyway.
He walked up to a nearby mirror, and gawked at his looks. "I'm so beautiful!" He exclaimed, tears of happiness falling from his cheeks. Rarity walked up from behind, a bit confused by his lovesick attitude towards his own looks. She did have to admit though, he was rather charming.
But now wasn't the time to focus on the fabulousity of others! Right now, she needed to get him to Twilight. She could focus on his.. dashing, darling blue eyes later!
"Um, sir.. what is your name?" The beautiful unicorn mare had asked, peeking over his shoulder while speaking in the most polite voice she could. He answered with; "Oh, I'm Matt, dream pony!" Rarity groaned, "Oh for Celestias sake i'm not-" She sighed.
"I'm Rarity. If you could, darling, be a dear and please do step outside." Trying to still sustain her polite self, she asked him to do so in the most nice fashion she could. "Hmm, okay, dream pony!" Matt then full of glee skipped out of the room.
Rarity scoffed. She had already told him her name. So why was he-
She bit her lip, and began to walk out of her room. This was going to be a long, long thing to deal with before she could deal with her dress making.
