Yoglabs: Dimensional Portal

Simon sprinted down the road, out of breath and chafing, trying to keep up with Scootaloo and the other fillies. He wasn't the fittest dwarf, however, and he quickly fell behind. In a few minutes, the Scooter was nothing, disappeared over the horizon as Simon tried to jog down the road as best he could, all the while thoughts zooming through his mind about this amazing world full of ponies. He was going to have a blast.

Eventually, Simon remembered his counterpart, Lewis. He tried to figure out how he would track down his mate, as he must have ended up somewhere else.

Before he could get a solid plan up and running, Simon's curiosity got the best of him, unsurprisingly, and he climbed a tree trying to survey the landscape. He gripped on branch, but when his foot stepped up onto one it broke like a twig. After a while of searching, he found a sturdy branch, and pushed himself up. After doing this a few more time, the dwarf, grunting, finally broke the top of the tree.

For miles around he saw mountains and trees. directly ahead of him was a large red barn and acres of Apple Trees, undoubtedly an orchard, and to his right, he saw a town. This must have been Ponyville. He saw a large gazebo in the center, surrounded by terraces of houses and businesses. Then he saw the scooter, miles ahead, lodged in a tree hollow.

He immediately worried for the lives of the three little friends he had made, and sprinted like the dickens to the tree. Upon arriving, he pulled the scooter out of the maple, and looked inside for the ponies. The three were sitting there, laughing at him. Once Simon realized it was a joke, he laughed along.

Then, the three fillies got out, and their journey to Ponyville was short. But detoured.

First, Apple Bloom wanted to show Simon to her brother and sister, so they stopped by the apple orchard.

Simon walked down the main lane, surrounded on each side by apple trees, leading to a large red barn. behind that, there was a tall awkward house. He heard an odd sound, and he turned towards the orchard to his right.

"Yeeeeeeee-Haaaaaawwwwww" an orange pony shouted as she galloped to an apple tree. she scudded to a halt, turned, and bucked with her back legs with all her might, vibrating the tree, and causing bushels of apples to fal into buckets placed around the tree. Simon was in awe, but Apple Bloom tugged his shirt sleeve.

"Yeah, Apple Bloom?" Simon asked, turning to the filly, "What is it?"

"That's mah Sister Applejack!" She shouted, and pointed back towards Applejack herself.

Simon couldn't help blushing as AJ turned towards her little sister. She locked eyes with the dwarf and got curious. "Apple Bloom!" she shouted, "Come here!"

The filly dashed over her to her sister, and they had a mumbled conversation.

"Apple Bloom, what in equestrian is that?" AJ asked.

"That's Simon!"

"Simon?" Applejack asked, "Is that it's name?"

"Yeah. I think it's a he, though."

"Well, where does he come from?"

"Someplace called England!"

"England, huh?"

"Yeah, England!"

"Did he mention where England was?"

"No, actually."

"Well, what is Simon over there?"

"Ah, he's a Human!"

"A Human?"

"Yep!"

Applejack now turned her head to Simon, who waved shyly and excitedly at her. "Hey, uh, Simon!" she shouted.

"Yes?" he shuttered.

"Why don't you come over here!"

"Okay." he said as he stepped over the fence and towards Applejack.

"Now, Simon."

"Yes, My Little Pony?"

"First of all, don't call me that. Second of all, would'ya mind telling me a bit about yourself?"

"Sure!" Simon was overly exited to share his many stories about him and his mate, Lewis, who he had now remembered. "Well, what would you like to know?"

"Where exactly did you come from?"

"Uhh, my mother." Simon replied sarcastically.

"Not like that, where are you from?"

"I'm from England."

"Now, where exactly is that?"

"Just north of Germany, across the English channel."

"I'm sorry, did you mean Ger-mane-y?"

"No, I mean Germany."

"Is that just the way you say it? You talking about that place east of Prance?"

"No, France. It's just east of France."

"Wow, you humans sure do talk funny."

"So do you. You sound like an American."

"That's a type of Cheese, Simon, not a type of Pony."

"There a type of human, though."

"You see, are you sure you're a hu-whatever?"

"I'm pretty sure I'm a human. Although I like to believe I'm a dwarf."

"A what now?"

"A Dwarf! You know, short, fat, big beards, love Jaffas."

"Jaf-who? What are you talking about!"

"Jaffa Cakes!"

"I've never heard of that type of cake before!"

"Please tell me you have Jaffa Cakes." Simon now doubted the amazingness of this world. If they didn't have Jaffas, he was sure he wouldn't want to hang around much longer.

"Not that I'm aware of, we don't."

"Well, then, I might as well shoot myself." Simon turned and walked off.

"Now wait a minute, Simon!" Applejack galloped in front of him, "There ain't no reason to go to such drastic measures."

"If you had ever eaten a Jaffa Cake, you would know how this feels." Said Simon, as if his entire family had just died.

"Just, why don't you meet the family first?"

"How many of you are there?"

"Oh, hundreds!" Apple Bloom shouted, "Scattered all over Equestria."

"Hundreds! Well, I don't know if I have enough time. I have to find my mate, Lewis."

"You have a mate?"

"Everyone should have a mate. Mine's a scrawny man named Lewis."

"You mated with another man?"

Simon laughed, "No, not like that. Mate means friend."

"Oh, I got plenty of, uh, mates, then."

"Like who?"

"Well, there's Rainbow Dash, Fluttersy, Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle, and Rarity."

"I'd like to meet them."

"Well, first, wouldn't you like to meet the Family?"

"Sure!"