The Discovery of 𝐇𝐱𝐩

by Soaring

First published

Rainbow Dash finds... something while on her early morning flight over the Everfree Forest. She has no idea what he is, but she's determined in making sure nopony knows about him!

Rainbow Dash finds... something on her early morning flight over the Everfree Forest. She's not exactly sure what this something is, but she sure will make sure to not only keep him safe, but also away from anypony! She doesn't need the whole town freaking out about him!

After all, who would believe her story that a deformed ghost was wanting to burn down the whole Everfree Forest as retribution?

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Rainbow Dash had woken up on the wrong side of her cloud bed. Again.

It was weird. One moment, Rainbow Dash had been sleeping well, snoring all the while. And then, suddenly, she had rooooollllled to the other side of the bed. Then, everything had changed. Feathers? Bent. Back? Screaming. Neck? Snapped like a twig. Rainbow Dash was unsure how it had happened. All she knew was that her future self needed to get Cloudchaser to help her
 again. Agh.

Rainbow Dash gritted her teeth. She was flying. Like, right now. An early morning flight; her usual Wonderbolts Approvedℱ warmup. It was awesome, just like her, but also not awesome, which was not like her. She could barely see right now, and it wasn’t because of some fog. It was that brain fog, because she couldn’t sleep because she woke on the wrong side of her cloud bed. Again. Ugh.

That’s it! She had it. She was not going to think about the bed again. It stinked, just like her altitude! It was too low. That’s it. Higher, higher, higher. She flapped her wings
 and she kept going up because she was pointed up. She smiled.

That’s the early morning flight routine she remembered! It was almost... what was the word that Twilight told her? Ewwphoric? Ehh... close enough. Awesome worked better anyway, and it was way cooler of a word. She chuckled as she felt the cool air hit her face. This. Was. The. Life! Ponies were going to be jealous of her!—well, except the other girls... and Spike. They’re all awesome like her. Also the Wonderbolts
 and Derpy.

Rainbow Dash closed her eyes for a moment. It was like everything made sense. Wait, what was she doing?

Oh, right! Flying. Early morning flight routine. Was she gliding or still pumping her wings? Why was she asking that? She knew what she was doing!

With one final pump of her wings, Rainbow Dash started her glide. She dipped down below the clouds, being mindful of her head—she didn’t want to hit the harder part of the cloud, puffing it would get vapor everywhere. She could see the ground, how it was covered with a canopy of trees. There was also this huuuuge mountain that had grown over the edge of the horizon. She could also see this winding path that darted in-between the trees. It went further into the Everfree, even darting where this smoke plume was. It was really, really big, and it was—wait. WAIT.

Rainbow Dash’s eyes widened.

“Sm-oke?” she said, her voice cracking a bit.

This was not normal. Not normal one bit. Sometimes it was normal, because Zecora’s hut would smoke, but it wouldn’t go this high up where she was, and she was pretty sure that Zecora’s hut was not out this far, but she could be misremembering. She had a tendency to do that when she was this tired.

If Zecora’s hut was out this far, it still didn’t seem like it was coming from her hut. This smoke was thick, dark, and spreading wide, mostly due to the gust up at this height. And the times that Zecora’s hut did smoke, it was mostly due to the cauldron being really, really hot. Like burning hot. Scalding. A ‘use of chemicals that you would not seek’ she would say—Rainbow Dash couldn’t rhyme so it definitely was loosely said.

So why was there smoke this far into the Everfree? And why was it this pronounced?

Rainbow Dash was confused. So, she decided to stop being confused and flew straight into the direction of the smoke.

It took her a few moments, mostly because she wasn’t expecting to have to veer off course of her usual route. Her route was simple: home, the Everfree, Twilight’s Castle, Canterlot (if she was feeling it, but she skipped this most days because she really had no reason to fly all the way over there [except for practice with her fellow Wonderbolts, although that’s an exception to the rule!]), Mayor Mare’s Office (taxes are so uncool, oh and by the way, she lived there too) and home, of course. Sometimes, she veered off that route to see Fluttershy if she was up, and sometimes she went to annoy Rarity on the way back home. Sometimes she also went to see AJ, but that was
 how long ago? What day was it again?

Wow, was it really this early? Oh, right, the smoke. Now that she has veered off course, she was going to need to fly more. Whatever. Better to
 to sate her curiosity for now t-then to continue flying and w-worrying about her clouds—AUGH.

She growled at her stupid mind as she descended closer to the trees below. They were green and they were puffy. They were large too, and she was not happy that she had to find a spot to land with this many trees around. Timberwolves liked trees. Her wings didn’t; getting leaves out of her feathers was not a pleasant experience.

The only trees Rainbow Dash liked were the trees at AJ’s farm. Those were cool. Great to sleep in. Good view. Nice wind. Awesome. These ones were wild and were just
 smoking. Crazy. Not cool. Forest fires.

Rainbow Dash continued flying. She descended lower, and spotted a nice clearing that she could land in. Perfect. She’ll have to walk a bit to see where the smoke was poking out from, but it was better than landing right next to it where there were only trees. Branches, twigs, ack. Nope. Nope! Not one bit. Feathers being bent would be awful. Flying would be out of the question after that.

Shivers. Her body shivered all over the place. She guided herself close to the ground. She did her little tappies, her little hops as she landed, before she stretched those wings and cracked her neck. She furled those speedy pups back to her sides and grinned. Another successful landing.

“Awww yeah!”

Puffing her chest out, Rainbow Dash walked into the forest. The light that guided her was made hidden by the canopy. The path in front of her was filled with roots, twigs, and dirt. The dirt printed her hooves as she took each step into the forest.

What was she going to see? Whoever this pony was, they’d better have a good reason to camp out here! It was wayyyyyy too early to be setting a campfire this big out here. Like, now that she had gotten closer to the smoke, this was definitely way past Zecora’s hut. Like, how were they—

She paused. The bush rustled, before growling at
 something. Was that a timberwolf?

Rainbow Dash stopped. She assumed the position. THE POSITION. That one, her wings unfurled, her legs bracing for impact, and her eyes scouring the brush.

Rustling there. Rustling here. A bit of hoofsteps pattering against dirt—she heard it all.

Her brows furrowed. She continued to walk forward
 sllllooooowwwly, while she kept her eyes peeled, just like her metaphorical bananas. And apples. Can’t forget those, otherwise Pinkie would have her maimed (don't disrespect Applejack like that!)!

She walked for a bit longer. She didn’t know how long since she lost the stopwatch Spitfire gave her from the Wonderbolt Barracks—stupid watch malfunctioned! It wasn’t her fault they weren’t built to sustain a barrel roll into a wingtip corkscrew—Rainbow Dash shook her head and knocked herself back into commission. She blinked away her tired mind and looked ahead. She squinted, trying to get a better view of the forest, but the windiness of the path, the lack of lighting, and the animals that were messing with the bushes were making this harder than she wanted it to be. Not to mention that she was still feeling the brain fog and it was making her see double the brush sometimes, but she sighed and pressed on. She’ll stumble upon the pony soon, right? Then she could tell them off and get back to flying and—

Rainbow Dash froze again. Right in place.

The smoke was close. She could smell the burning sensation. It burned her nostrils just smelling that smell. That smelly smell. Thankfully it didn’t smell like a dead body, so at least that’s some good news, but
 it was intense. Could it be
?

She pressed on, keeping her gaze on the black smoke that filled the forest. It didn’t take her long to find the scene of the crime: a large fire set in a circular ring. Rocks surrounded it, and wood stood in the center. It was burning, quite profusely. Yet
 no ponies. Not one. Just a giant fire burning uncontrollably in a forest, yet controlled at the same time in the same forest, if the getup was anything to talk about.

Yeah, there was no way somepony wasn’t behind this. It was too well made, which definitely ruled out any animal in the area. Where was this pony? Were they hiding? Did they hear her before she stumbled upon it? That couldn’t be. She was being quiet! She was channeling her inner Mare Do Well there, which was all her friends combined so she couldn’t have messed it up—

CR-ACK!

A loud branch snapped in two. It wasn’t her. It was loud and it was nearby.

Rainbow Dash, without any further consideration, dove head first into a nearby bush. The brush pinched her wings, her skin, her everything, and she was wincing as she tried to get further into it. It didn’t matter if it hurt now, she’d rather become a shish kebab skewered just right in a bush she called a temporary shelter than be found from whatever just snapped that branch in two! She yelped as a thorn poked her side as she thought all that. Stupid bush. All because she was trying to get her neck out a bit further, so she could get a better view! Also her tail felt cold. She hoped, no, begged Celestia that it wasn’t sticking out—Celestia please make these things a bit easier to hide!—she groaned.

“What was that?”

A voice that was not Rainbow Dash’s said. She could hear the thing move forward. She couldn’t see it very well, mostly because a piece of the bush she was in was blocking her line of sight, but she could see something moving. It was wearing
 something, and it was more lengthy than widthy. Egh.

Was it deformed? Was it a Bighoof? Also why was it wearing clothes? Was this some weird Grand Galloping Gala noble trying to channel their outdoor survival skills while standing only on their hindlegs? What the


Rainbow Dash squirmed in her bush. She tried blowing the pesky branch out of her vision but that didn’t work, so she mustered a bit of strength to move her foreleg to push it out of the way. There. That’s it. MOOOOVE.

Snap. Snap. Gah! There. She could now seeeeeeeee—

She couldn’t believe her eyes:

“Maybe it was a rabbit or something
”

IT muttered in Equestrian. IT was tall. IT was not a deformed ghost. IT was actually really happy to be burning all that wood IT found. IT was really tall. IT was white, pasty, and looking like a cream filled donut that Pinkie made back at the Sugarcube Corner—well, not exactly, IT was tall. IT had weird hooves—wait, those were hands, and they looked like Discord’s—wow IT looked really strange—Rainbow Dash could imagine Discord being friends with IT—wait, why was she thinking that; oh wow IT was moving again with only two legs, the others were arms—Rainbow Dash was not into anatomy, especially of creatures she didn’t know.

“You know, I really don’t understand why this part of the forest looks so different! I mean, this is only a few clicks from the campground but
 for some reason, the forest looks off. Did I take my meds this morning or did that little twerp in 3C get into my bag again?”

3C? Twerp? Campground? What?

Rainbow Dash quietly observed from her temporary shelter.

IT was moving again, throwing another log onto the fire IT created.

“I really need to stop talking to myself. I’m the only guy in the group who does this! And I’m all alone, out here making this spooky bonfire that Admin Daenery wanted me to make so the kids have something to do other than twiddle their thumbs and throw giant piles of shit at each other! That took so long to clean the latrines out last time—eugh. My hands were smelling like the Charlotte Bobcats' entire history for weeks!”

She was stunned. Her eyes were intently staring at the thing’s arms. IT was casually tossing logs into this bonfire—that’s what IT called it right? She sighed. Well, IT sounded like a deep voiced type of guy, and IT sounded frustrated


Maybe she could help?

Rainbow Dash evicted that thought out with only her dignity and one thousand bits to her name. Was she dumb? Stupid, even? There’s no way that IT was friendly! Not a ch—

“Wish I had some help right now to get this all done. Maybe I can call Eric over my walkie-talkie to get some more help with this
 Egh, maybe not. That dude NEVER moves out of the camp guide quarters! Swear, he’s only there to be on the staff sheet and screw that camp assistant from U of A. What a bum!”

“Who’s Eric—”

Oh no. Oh no-no-no-no! NO. She spoke. Her brain spoke for her. Stupid brain fog. She’s going to die now. She’s going to DIE. And now IT was looking somewhere in her direction. IT nearly dropped the log on ITS leg.

“Whoa! Is there someone out here? I swear if this is Eric and he’s about to rat me out to his father, I hope he does. The scumbag.” IT kept talking as IT approached the bushes. The ones that included hers. “Man, that guy is the worst. And his father is too. I wouldn’t be surprised if they were taking camp funds all this time. Those children deserve a better experience than what they’re getting! If I was part of the committee, I’d toss those guys out and get some nice well-to-do people who understand this whole thing. The digs would actually be promising. People would rate us five stars on Yelp! It would be great and
”

IT was right over her bush. She could feel ITS presence. She was scared out of her mind. She closed her eyes, imagining herself back home, with her uncomfortable cloud bed, with her Wonderbolts memorabilia, with her
 pictures of her friends. She was going to die here, wasn’t she?

Rainbow Dash gritted her teeth.

“...I hope Eric trips on a lego and gets stabbed by a—”

“GET OUT OF MY WAY!”

“HOLY SHIT!”

She had screamed on the top of her lungs, and was now out of her bush. She could imagine her mane looked like it was full of thorns and probably a nest created by a bird, but she wasn’t going to worry. Her flight back could take care of it, if only IT lets her live. Her heart was beating right out of her chest right now, and her wings were unfurled. She bent a bit low, growling at the thing.

Meanwhile, IT was on the ground, looking up at her with ITS mouth wide open. Rainbow Dash could see ITS teeth, some were flat but some were sharp. Really sharp. Like a griffon.

IT ate meat.

“You—y-you talked?” IT stuttered—wait, stuttered?

Rainbow Dash tilted her head. “Of course, I do! And
 and you were about to eat me!”

“Uh
 what?!”

She growled and made herself look bigger (she thought so at least). “You knew I was there the entire time, right?”

“N-No
? What are you on about? I was just trying to make a bonfire and
 wait. Was that you earlier? The one who was If you can talk, and you’re a horse—”

“Pony, buster. If you’re going to eat me, at least—”

“I’m not going to eat you! Hor—err, ponies are not something I’d eat. Especially ones that talk.” It scratched the back of its head before shaking their head. “This is crazy. Maybe I did take my meds, or maybe I took the wrong meds. My mother’s meds. How did I get her meds? There’s no way—”

“Dude
 relax. I—”

“Relax? How can I relax when I just got almost run over by a talking pony emerging from a bush?”

“And how could I relax knowing that you are a deformed ghost that wanted to burn down the Everfree Forest for the sake of divine retribution—”

“Okay, I do have a big nose and I do have two pinkie fingers on my right hand, but that does not mean I’m deformed. I just got scammed by the gene pool!” it said, pointing its two small
 fingers on its right hand directly at her. “Also, burn down the Everfree? I thought this was a forest by my campground! Where in the blooming fuck am I?”

“Equestria.”

“Equ—what? I’ve never heard of that.”

“Where are you from
 uhh
”

It snorted and let out a little chuckle. “Um
 sorry. Name’s Brick. Brick Lancaster. Got it from my father who thought the name was funny. Not sure how he thought that was funny. His sense of humor was more submerged in a riverbed than most.”

That sounded like a guy’s name. It
err—he gave me his
 hand.

She slowly walked up to him and gave him her hoof. “R-Rainbow Dash. D-Don’t wear it out.”

“Gotcha
 R-Rainbow Dash.”

She stared at Brick. Her heart was still beating fast. Now that she could see him more—wow was she wide awake now!—h-he had this hair on his head. It was brown, and his arms were huge. More muscular than her legs! He was tall too, taller than most ponies. Maybe as tall as Celestia. Or Luna. Either or. His eyes were blue just like his leggings—whatever those were—and his shirt was green. Oh, and it had this weird badge thing on it, and it had a large, bold, gold letter on it too. She didn’t know what it was, but it was something.

She
 didn’t know what else to say. Her mind was too fixated on discovering something that she never saw before to really make any thoughts connect. Just jumbled ones. Or ones that are short. Like her compared to him. It was


“So... if you're not from Equestria, Brick, then where are you from?”

Brick paused, before taking in a deep breath. "I'm from a little town out in South Dakota.”

“South Dah-coat-ahhh?”

“Close enough.”

...

“Where’s that at?”

“On a place called Earth.”

“Earth?”

"Yeah. Isn't that where we're at?"

...

Rainbow Dash’s eyes widened as did Brick’s.

“Did I discover an alien?!”

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Rainbow Dash didn’t know what to think.




An alien. An actual alien. Right in front of her. In the flesh.

She blinked. It—er, his name was Brick. She wasn’t going to call him by his full name because one, it was a mouthful in her eyes, and two, he probably wouldn’t like it if she did that, right?

She shook her head and took a step back to really get a good look at him. The pasty white alien had his hand cupping his jaw, while he tilted his head just enough to cr-ack his neck. Then, he turned his attention to the fire and sat down on a rather large log near it. He took a shaky breath and threw a nearby stick into it.

It incinerated almost immediately.

She sighed.

Brick looked just as stressed as she was! Why was she standing here doing nothing but staring at him? Not only did she need to make sure he wasn’t going to make the fire bigger, but also, if she left him alone, she didn’t know what he was going to do! Even though he made it clear he didn’t want to burn the forest down, he could just be saying that to play on her good side! Nopony was going to manipulate her. Not even a non-pony like him.

Cautiously, Rainbow Dash tiptoed her way up to him. Each step felt coarse under her hooves but each step meant one step closer to ensuring a not-burnt-up Everfree Forest. The fiery aftermath clouded her vision, which made her tightly shut her eyes for a brief moment. She needed to get rid of this brain fog and fast.

So what was she tiptoeing for?

Mentally groaning, Rainbow Dash stopped and actually walked like normal, if her normal was still somewhat forced, her leg cramping as she took another step. With a tremendous amount of effort and her lip sucking in the pain, Rainbow Dash clip-clopped her way over to him, going behind him instead of in front—getting thwacked by a large stick was not a fun way to introduce a possible friendship—and hopped over the log.

“Brick?”

He looked over at her and blinked. “Yeah, Rainbow Dash?”

“Is it cool if I sit here?”

Her wings itched as she asked that question. Celestia, her flight or fight instinct was firing all at once and she was not having it right now. And neither was Brick as his nostrils flared and his brows furrowed and—

“Sure. It’s a free countr—” He stopped himself and snorted. “Sorry, it’s a saying where I’m from. Yeah, you can.”

She was about to sit when she decided it would be best to lay down instead, so she carefully flopped onto the log and set her head on her forehooves. She then looked up at him and smiled (at least she hoped, her upper lip was about to fall off with how much it was twitching). “Thanks.”

He looked away from her. “Y-You’re welcome.”

The two stayed silent for a bit, just watching as the fire raged on.

Then, Rainbow Dash mustered up enough awesome to change that. “So, what did you do back home?”

She could feel his gaze on her. “Working for the summer camp that you probably heard me ranting about.”

“I heard some of it. Eric was really mean to you, huh?”

Brick snorted. “He’s like that with most people. His ‘My father’s richer than yours!’ attitude is about as insufferable as it gets.” He grabbed another stick from his pile beside him and rolled it in his hand. “And now that I’m not there, I’m hoping he doesn’t screw up anything else for the camp.”

“Sounds like some pony I know.”

“Guess trans-dimensional douchebaggery is consistent no matter where you are.”

“Those were words?” Rainbow Dash asked, feeling her ears go numb all of a sudden.

He laughed at her misery. “Yeah. Just made them now. Look at me. I got teleported to another world and I’m here teaching a pony, language.” He shook his head. “If only my college professor who gave me a C in English 101 could see me now.”

“Hey, just because I didn’t know what that meant doesn’t mean I’m dumb or something!”

“Yeah, I figured. Were you a linguistic wiz in your language class too?”

She cleared her throat. She totally aced her Equestrian class! She didn’t want to make Brick feel bad—yeah, that’s it. “Of course! I’m the best at speaking Equestrian!”

She could hear Applejack calling her a weaselly little liar in her head. “Be honest to him! He deserves that much.” And then Pinkie would jump in just to tell her she’s not getting cupcakes for the next couple days (she’s using them as weapons currently in their prank war anyway [a war named Sweet And Sour II: Party Harder for some reason], so Rainbow Dash would let that slide). Also Fluttershy would glare at her and say, “It’s not nice to lie to somepony!” While Rarity would just flip her mane at her and she’d—

She was getting off topic now and Brick was looking at her like she grew a second head! She’ll leave that friendship lesson for later.

“Right
” He threw another stick into the fire. “Anything else you want to talk about?”

She nodded. “So what are you?”

“A human.”

“A human?”

“Yep. Ever heard of them?”

“No
” Her eyes widened. “And you said you were from a place called Earth?”

“Yep.”

“You really are an alien.”

“Guess so,” Brick chuckled and continued, “Never thought I’d be an actual alien to someone.”

“Really?”

He nodded. “We’re the only species that can talk back where I’m from. I think it’s a load of crap though. Dogs, cats, and even dolphins totally have their own secret languages, we just can’t interpret them.”

She laughed. “We have pets here too, and they don’t talk either.” She craned her head up to look at him. “Sounds like Equestria’s a bit like Earth, don’t you
”

She paused as she watched him lift his hand up toward her head. His fingers stretched out almost as if he was going to reach for her, but then he stopped, his hand almost frozen in place. Without a second more to comprehend it, Brick pulled his arm back. His hand propped him back up, making him grunt. “Sorry.”

What was he going to do there? His hand was hovering over her head and then he took it away. “It’s okay.”

She gulped and shakily moved her forehoof towards his hand. She could see how it flexed while his other one moved through his shaggy mane.

“Crazy how I’m having a casual conversation with a pony.”

“It’s crazy that you’re not Bighoof, Brick.”

He laughed. “Bighoof? You thought I was a yeti?”

She threw her forehooves into the air. “Can you really blame me? How else was I supposed to explain what I was seeing?”

“Lengthy pasty white thing frolics with fervor through the forest?”

She glared at him. “No. You weren’t frolicking.”

He facehooved—palmed—whatever it was called and sighed. “You’re right. Frolic is a terrible word for walking.”

She chuckled. “Twilight would agree with you there.”

“Twilight, you mean the movie?”

Rainbow Dash tilted her head. “No
? I didn’t know she got her own movie. She didn’t tell me!”

Brick raised a brow. “Okay, so who is this then? One of your friends?”

She slowly nodded, but realized what she had just told Brick and waved her hooves out in front of her. “You can’t see her though!”

“I can’t
 see her?”

“Y-Yeah!”




“Why?”

She couldn’t help but play with her forehooves. What was he going to tell him? Sorry, because you’re an alien I’m afraid my friends would be allergic to you! Hmm
 no, that wouldn’t work. Maybe tell him that too many ponies could give him radiation? Nah
 that wouldn’t work either! She rubbed her chin before channeling The Egghead energy and grinning. This was going to be the best way to explain her hesitation away! And then he’ll not ask that question again and—

“Because you need a special pass!”

“A pass?”

“Y-Yeah
 A pony pass!”

Brick was blinking like a strobe light at one of Vinyl and Octavia’s raves. She just made him think he needed a pass to even talk to them. How did she come up with that? That wasn’t what she was thinking of! All she had to say was ‘They were on vacation and won’t be back until next week!’ What was she going to say now?

Rainbow Dash waited as Brick’s expression stayed frozen, unmoving. He was staring at her now, almost like he was trying to process what she said and instead, he wasn’t. Her heart stirred and her feathers burned an itch more annoying than the pony she was referencing.

“Rainbow Dash, I have never in my life heard of someone needing a pass just to talk to someone else.”

She nearly facehooved, but she decided to give herself a headache instead, and mentally facehoof instead. She grimaced, holding her head for a second, before looking at him. “Alright, you got me. I’m just
 worried about what they’d say.”

“Why? Are they rude?”

“No
”

He hummed to himself. “Are they
 too busy?”

“I mean
 it depends on the day—”

“Are they allergic to me?”

“No! I’d be sneezing around you right now if that were true!”

He nodded. “True, true
” A hum, again. What was he doing? Revving himself up or something?

Suddenly, he frowned and sighed. “Are they opposed to other species?”

Not only was that not true, but also opposed? Really? If somepony said that to her about
 let’s say, Gilda, she’d make sure they’d hear her and then some! But here, it was an alien trying to understand Rainbow Dash and her friends. And eventually everypony else. All creatures.

Her mind couldn’t wrap itself around the whole thing. Gah! She just needed to make sure she wasn’t leading him in the wrong direction again. Public speaking wasn’t the coolest thing about her and thankfully the Wonderbolts didn’t require her to do a whole lot of it. Unless it was media day. She hated that day. She’ll just let her flying do the talking for her.

Unfortunately, she can’t let her flying talk her way out of this one. She needed to make her point clear. SSlloowwwly, she started talking, “No
 they’re not going to be opposed to you. They’re just
 sensitive. J-Just like everypony else!” She suddenly bit her tongue and scrunched her muzzle. “Actually, scratch that. Only some ponies are like that. I mean, I almost came out of that bush and rammed you but—”

“Yeah
 you almost did.”

She snorted. “I’m just saying! My friends are just
” She groaned. “I can’t think of a really good way of saying this, Brick. I’m sorry.”

He slightly smiled. “I get it. You’re just worried that they’ll do something that they’d regret.”

“Kind of
 I know them really well, but this is a whole different thing. Like, a whooollle different thing entirely! I don’t want them to be too worried, y’know?”

“I guess. I mean, I don’t know how I’d be if you were put on Earth. The FBI probably would investigate or something.”

“FBI?”

Brick took a moment to think it over, at least, he was looking elsewhere, so she didn’t get a great view of him, but it looked like he did that, if his brow twitching meant anything. “Police but with way more funding
 and a rather elastic history.”

She blinked. “Ooookaaaayyy
” She frowned. “I don’t think that’ll happen here, but I don’t want to get you in any trouble. After all, it’s not normal to be making friends with an alien—

“A human, in this case.”

“—whatever! Being friends with a whole new species is just not normal so
”

She twiddled with her hooves again. Wow, the side of her hoof felt a bit sharp. Gotta be careful with this one—wait, why was he humming to himself now? And why was he tossing another stick into the fire?

CL-UNK!

Her ears flicked up high after that toss. That was a loud one!

“Sorry, I had to get that big one out of the pile I collected. It was taking up room.”

She rolled her eyes. “Don’t be. Look, I think it’s best if we get you set up out here. Then, if you really want to meet my friends, I can get them to meet you one by one! Don’t want to scare ponies off, y’know?”

He sighed. “Alright. Plus, it might help me with my mental health at the moment.”

“Great—wait, what do you mean by that?”

Brick looked at her like she just said something so incredibly insane it was not even funny. What? Was asking a question a bad thing now? He didn’t look angry at her, that’s at least something going for her.

He cleared his throat. “I
 it’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing if you’re just casually mentioning it!” She flicked her wings out (although her one closest to the fire remained a bit more furled than unfurled. Charred feathers were not something she wanted right now!) before she continued, “I know I get in my moods some days but—”

“It’s not a mood thing. It’s just
” He trailed off, his voice shaking like a leaf on a tree. She could see him visibly shiver. “I’m alone. I’m just here. Like I said, casually talking to a pony isn’t something you’d do unless you owned a stable and they were your pet or something.”

That image alone made her wince. “I
 I see what you mean but—”

“And on top of that, I’m stuck here for the foreseeable future.” He leaned down to pick up a couple sticks and toss them in the fire too. “I don’t get it. Why me?”

“Nopony knows, Brick.” She brought one of her wings and gently laid them on his shoulder. He looked at her rather suddenly, which made her think she did something wrong, but then he looked back into the fire. “But you’re wrong about being alone. I’m here, right?”

He sighed. “You’re right. It’s just
 I’m here, you’re here, and this is actually happening.”

“Yep
”

She pulled him closer with her wing and stayed there. She stayed there while his face did not change. And then he frowned again, just as she was thinking he was fine, and said the words that she dreaded to hear:

“I hope I’m not stuck here.”

Suddenly, all that warmth disappeared. The fire was still burning, but none of it gave her warmth. She shivered as she held the distraught human.

Maybe this was more than she could take on.

Maybe this was just something that she needed her friends help with.

Maybe she was not the pony to help him.

Maybe she was not—

Gritting her teeth, she let out a growl that made Brick nearly jump out of her wing’s grasp.

“Whoa, Rainbow Dash, did I say something wrong or—”

“Yeah, you did. You won’t be stuck here! And even if you are and we don’t know it yet, I’m not abandoning you.”

“Abandoning? I didn’t say any—”

“You were thinking about it! I saw how your nose crooked up and—see, you’re doing it now!”

Brick uncrooked his nose and put his hands on his head. She let him have his moment, as he growled out whatever anxiousness was there. She would probably do the same thing if she was in his hooves—er
 feet. Right. Not a pony.

“Am I really that easy to read?” Brick said as he peeled his hands off his head.

“I don’t know, it just looked like it was a tell.” She shook her head. “Look. No more brooding. We need to get your mind off this whole alien thing.”

He tilted his head. “And how do you suppose we do that?”

She scrunched her muzzle up for a brief moment, before relaxing and clopping her forehooves together. “We got work to do.”

“Work? On what?”

“Setting up camp, duh! If you’re going to be living out here, you need a place to sleep! You were working for one, right?”

“Yeah, but setting up a camp is different than working at one, Rainbow Dash.”

“Okay
 so you know how to make one, right?”

He nodded. “Yeah but—”

“Then let’s make one. You and me!”

“But we don’t have the necessary equipment to make one!” Brick shot back, waving his arm around the site. It was true, they had nothing but a large fire pit, but everypony starts out with nothing too at one point in their life, right? “I left majority of my gear in South Dakota and—”

She rolled her eyes. “Come oonnnn, dude! There’s a way to easily solve that problem! I’ll just get you some. What do ya need?”

Brick began to rev up again, and it made sense to her this time! He tapped his chin with his hand. “Some rope
 a knife
 maybe some food to tide us over and some stuff we can use to sleep with?”

“Like a blanket and a pillow or something?”

He snapped his fingers and gave her a smile. “Yeah, that’ll work!”

She grinned and retracted her wing from his back. “Easy! I’ll get all that and some more stuff I just thought of faster than you can say XavlegbmaofffassssitimiwoamndutroabcwapwaeiippohfffX!”

“Was that even a word?”

Rainbow Dash wiped away her muzzle with a hoof. “Sorry, I sneezed. What I meant to say was that I would get it faster than you could even use up the rest of the wood you got for the fire!”

Brick laughed for a bit before calming himself down. “Alright, well I’m glad it wasn’t you choking on something. And, by the way, what did you mean by ‘more stuff?’”

“It’ll be a surprise, Brick! I can’t tell you. Think of the other stuff as a welcome to Equestria gift!”

“You’re something else, you know that?”

She just giggled in her hoof. “Awesome is the word you’re looking for.”

“Alright there, awesome,” Brick said with a chuckle. He folded his arms together. “How are you going to get everything here and back?”

“Flying, duhhh.” She punctuated this by flexing her speedy pups on her back. They were itching to get some more flying in! “What do you think these puppies are used for?”

He blinked. “I mean I haven’t seen you really fly so
”

“Well, watch this!”

Turning around from him and hopping off the log, Rainbow Dash landed on all fours. She craned her neck just to make sure he was watching (which he was) and smiled. “Are you ready?”

She could feel her tail wag as he gave her a thumbs up. “Ready as I can be!”

With a little wiggle of her back, she popped off the ground and zipped through the nearby canopy of the trees. She did a little loop around the clearing where the smoke was emerging from, before zipping back down to land just a bit beside him.

“See! I can fly and—oof!”

Brick picked her up and hugged her close. “That was awesome, Rainbow Dash! Wow, I didn’t know you could actually fly, let alone like that!”

Hot. She felt hot. Really hot. In her cheeks. Was she blushing or did Princess Celestia just do a solar flare? No, no-no, not even Twilight could do that, and she knew a princess wouldn’t just mess with the sun like that! She shook her head to get rid of the thought that just burned her. “Ahhh yeah, I do that all the time. Professionally too!”

“Really?”

“Y-Yep!” Stupid stutter. The burning sensation in her cheeks was so annoying! It wasn’t going away! Ugh. “Anyway, I’ll come back in a few. You just need to stay here and keep that fire going!”

“Gotcha,” he said, before letting her go, setting her down on the ground again.

She cracked her neck and stretched her legs. Phew! Brick could hug with a vice grip! “You definitely did.”

“Too strong?”

“My leg almost cramped up there.”

“My bad,” he muttered and snorted. “Well, you better be off. We’re burning daylight, right?”

She nodded. “Yeah, probably. I’ll see you in a bit, okay?”

“Yep!”

“Don’t go wandering off. Don’t need to find you getting in a fight with a bear or something!”

He waved her off with his hand. “Don’t worry, I don’t plan on wrestling a bear. Not even once.”

That’s not what she meant! She let out a brief blow. “Alright, see you!”

“Yep!”




The two couldn’t stop looking at each other. It was weird. It was awkward. It was definitely not his fault, it was totally hers. She snorted and turned around.

It didn’t take long to pop off the ground and flap her wings when she wasn’t looking at him.

Egh. This was going to be a whole thing, wasn’t it?