Sigfrid is a fierce viking warrior, so what happens when he's greeted by colorful, small, demon horses? Good thing he speaks the universal language: Axe-to-face.

Applejack is a hard working, honest farm pony doing her morning chores when she sees a strange creature almost as big as an Ursa, but without any fur. She tries to communicate, but quickly learns his customary greeting. Twilight, of course, is mortified.

Author's note: On Hiatus for lack of inspiration, I guess. I'll get back to this when I do, don't hold your breaths.

Everything seems to be going quite well for Twilight, she's just learned a new spell, seemingly lost to the ages, she has a new batch of books from the Sun Princess in the kitchen waiting for her, and of course her Number One Assistant once again proved his Number One-ness, and she hadn't even gotten out of bed yet.. Now, if only she could figure out why her room looked more like it belonged on a farm, or why she couldn't use her magic, but it might have something to do with the fact that she has an uncanny silver portal hanging on the wall that allows her to see herself as though she were AppleJack...

Author's Note: I'm note sure how I'm going to tag this, so I think it'll be changing at least once in the next chapter or two. In the mean time, I'll tag it adventure, since it's a pretty good umbrella term.