"Simon?" asked Sips, "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know. Me and Lewis were partaking in an experiment for YogLabs."

Sips, obviously unconcerned with the experiment part, said, "Oh, yeah, I was wondering: Do you guys have any toasters there?"

"I'm sorry?" Simon was confused.

"Well, me and Sjin went there, and there was this weird Indian guy: Like, Shrimp Ramen, or Slitheramen, or I don't know, and he tried to sell us real estate or something, then he knocked us unconscious, and threw us here. But my point is, we just wanted a new toaster to put over my microphone, and Sjin said he ordered one from you."

"Oh, yeah!" Simon remembered, "Lewis was telling me a bit about it. He said something about how we didn't have enough time to pack the C4 into it, because we had an experiment to do."

"Well, next time you should make time!" Sips said angrily, "I mean, you know how long it takes to pack a toaster with C4? It takes, like, two minutes, at most. And now look what's happened."

Pinkie popped her head up from behind the counter, saying, "Hey! You're not a Poniet!"

"A what?" Sips said as he turned his head to look at the pony. As soon as he made eye contact, he froze. "Uhh, Simon?" he asked.

"Yeah, Sips?"

"What is that?" Sips wearily pointed at Pinkie.

"That's a pony, Sips. You know, like horses, but smaller. And they're colorful, and they talk! And they're Magic! And they can fly; and they're really good at riding scooters."

"Well, it's kinda creeping me out." Sips said.

"Pinkie," Simon turned to his new friend.

"Yes, Simon?" Pinkie inquired.

"explain yourself to Sips here." Simon suggested, "I'll go explore the town some more."

"No Problem, Simey!" Pinkie enthusiastically replied, "Just take a seat!" She pulled an armchair from some sort of pocket universe and placed it behind Sips. He wearily sat down. "Now," Pinkie began, "In the beginning, there was a word, and the word was Cake."

Simon left the two and exited the building. He found Apple Bloom, still waiting for him, obviously worried. "What was that?" Asked Apple Bloom wearily, "Was that a bomb or somethin'?"

"Hardly," said Simon, "Just my friend Sips."

"Wow." said Apple Bloom, "You humans sure do have weird ways of gettin' around."

Simon chuckled, "So, who else is there in this town?"

"Oh, LOADS of ponies! There's Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, Rarity, all sorts!"

"Hm. Let's go meet Rarity."

"Alright, Simon. Right this way," Apple Bloom started leading away from Sugar Cube Corner and to Carousel Boutique.

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"And that's how Equestria was made!"

Sips had just sat through the longest story he had ever been told. He wasn't even sure he understood it either. He was regaled with tales of old, rock farms, everlasting night, and dragons. He basically understood one thing:

This world was crazy.

So, trying not to be rude, Sips excused himself, and closed the front door behind him. "Okay. Bye bye!" Pinkie waved as Sips closed the door. He immediately found himself pressed against it again as he looked out, to see streets and buildings, and entire town! And it all was bustling with these ponies. He was terrified; this was the worst thing he could think of happening!

"I have to find Simon again" Sips thought to himself, hoping to find sanity- or what passed for sanity in Simon's mind -in his friend. He found a trail of tiny horseshoe marks and Nike footprints in the loose dirt around the building, and he followed it.

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Apple Bloom and Simon now came upon a large, gazebo-like building with pony mannequins adorning the roof and walls. "Well," Apple Bloom Proclaimed, "This is it! Rarity is Sweetie Belles sister, and this is her Dress Shop!"

"Interesting," Said Simon, knowing he would have to go inside, and really, really not wanting to. He didn't like dresses. Or women's clothes. Unless they were wearing them. "So, wait," Simon inquired, "Your sister is Applejack, Sweetie Belle's Sister is Rarity, so who is Scootaloo's sister?" He was curious about the back stories of the three little fillies, because Scootaloo seemed the most manly of the ponies he had met so far, so he would like to meet the older version of her.

"Oh, well, uh..." Apple bloom scratched the back of her head, "It's a long story. But we don't have time for it right now! Rarity really needs to see you." Apple Bloom changed the subject to avoid the tale of the Scoots.

"Why is that?" Simon asked.

"Don't ask. Just, let's go in." Apple Bloom pushed Simon through the soft dirt with her cranium, pushing him through the saloon-like doors of Carousel Boutique.

"Oh... dear." Rarity stuttered as Apple Bloom pushed the odd creature through her doors. She was staring at a mannequin deciding what colors would complement each other in the theme of summer when her friends sister pushed this, uh... thing, through her doors.

Sips was now catching up with Simon and Apple Bloom, and he found himself in many awkward encounters with many different ponies. He was looking down, following the tracks, when he unintentionally ran into a pony. His eyes were flooded with yellow, as he heard two little words squeak out:

"Oh.... My."

Author's Note

Yeah, look, sorry it took so long, but I hope it's worth it. I plan to be updating more often, soo...
Look on the bright side!
It's back.