My Little Friendship Confusion Is Magic

Jared fell at alarming speeds. He took his boa and held it in front of him.

"Please work.", he pleaded as he fell.

The boa hit the ground hard and snapped into pieces. Jared through his injured leg in front of him. He screamed in pain as the bone broke back through the stitched skin. Jared struggled to get up. He took parts of his boa, and tied them around his broken leg with some vines nearby.

"Now all I have to do is make it through the forest.", he said to himself.

He forced himself to ignore the pain as he walked. He was expecting to see something to come out and attack him, but nothing did. He walked in silence only making noise when he bumped his leg into something. It was hard to see with a thick bog. He kept going in one direction hoping to be a Ponyville soon. He saw a light up a head through the bog.

He couldn't be at Ponyville, could he?, he thought to himself.

He got closer and saw that the light came from a creepy looking tree. Jared walked up to the tree and found a door. He went inside and found the walls to be filled with hundreds of different containers. There was a large pot in the middle of the room with a book on a stand next to it. Jared went up and looked through the book. Everything in it was about different types of potions you could make. He found two that really caught his attention. One was on a sleeping potion that once it entered your bloodstream, you would be knocked out cold for three hours. The other was on a magic resistant potion. Jared read through the instructions for both of them.

The sleeping potion was easy. Grass, tree bark , and a weird leaf that he found in the room. He put the ingredients in the pot and began stirring it. When it was done, he found an empty bottle and poured the potion in it. The other potion was a lot harder. It took several different items that he didn't know.

"Eye of a cockatrice, blood of an Ursa Major, tongue of a hydra, what are these things?", Jared asked aloud.

"Creatures that lead to doom. More can be said in the ancient pony tomb.", said a voice behind Jared.

"Who said that?", he asked as he turned around.

He saw a zebra walk up to him. "Are you a new pony for the crew, or are you a pony that just likes to brew?", the zebra asked.

"I-I guess brew.", Jared said confused, "I'm Jared.", he said holding out his hoof

"They call me Zacora, but you could probably of guessed by my flora.", she said. She walked over and looked at the book.

"Does it work?", Jared asked.

"To this day I've never known, but if it does, you shan't be pwned.", she replied.

God damn it, no more rhyming!, Jared thought to himself."Do you at least know how to get back to Ponyville?", he asked.

Zecora motioned him outside. "The path to Ponyville you seek will lead you to a pony who's quite meek.", she said pointing down a dim path.

"Thanks.", Jared said as he walked down the path.