Awkward Situations

Alright, so this is week three on a foreign planet. At least I think this is a foreign planet. I don't really remember anything before about three weeks ago. I do remember Zecora though. She's pretty cool. She took care of me when I first got here. Well, she said she did. All I remember is waking up covered in bandages; since that's not something you normally wake up in, I believed her. She more or less rhymed it to me...

"Hello there, strange one. In order to get here, can you tell me what you'd done?" I woke up in some weird hut with a horse right in my face, talking to me.

"The fuck?"

"All I'm asking of you is your cooperation, and in return a resolution and its implementation." She was talking.

"The fuck is a horse talking for?"

"I am a Zebra, dumbass! I can tell from your speech that you don't think very fast." And she was rhyming.

I could tell it was female by the way the voice sounded. Although it was pretty heavy; but you could still tell. Anyway, I passed out again shortly after her calling me a jackass. She woke me up a few minutes later, asked me a few more questions, I answered them, she made food, yada yada yada... Well, now I live with her. I don't really have anywhere else to go, so it was really nice of her.

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Sweetie Belle trotted merrily through the Everfree Forest. Usually she'd be scared of the place, but today was different. Today, she got to spend some quality time with a friend of her's at a picnic. While Zecora wasn't someone she saw on a daily basis, she still thought of the zebra as someone she could talk to about stuff friends would talk about.

Once the more compact section of trees had been traversed through, Zecora's hut was within Sweetie's field of vision. The happy little filly quickly galloped the rest of the way.

Knock Knock Knock

The wooden door quickly swung open, revealing the friendly smile of none other than Zecora.

"Why, hello Sweetie Belle! I know you're excited! I can just tell!"

"I am! I've been looking forward to this picnic all week! I brought all sorts of different foods for us too like: sunflower sandwiches, pears and apples, mashed potatoes, Pinkie gave me a few brownies too!"

"Quite a feast, Sweetie Belle. And it sounds like fun, too! But I need something from Fluttershy, I'll be back soon." With Zecora's leave, a slightly disappointed filly sat at the doorstep of the straw hut. Sweetie Belle quietly and patiently awaited her hostess's return, reorganizing a few things she had packed in her picnic basket.

Snap...

"Uh..." The unicorn glanced back and forth between various trees.

Rustle...

"Guess I could wait inside!"

SLAM

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I awoke on a beautiful morning at what I thought was about eight o' clock. Zecora didn't have a clock in the house, so it was 'wake up whenever and go to sleep when it's dark'. I didn't really have a problem with the whole idea; I just liked to be more in control of my day.

Once I had finally crawled out of bed, I slapped the tired out of my face with this weird stick thing that Zecora used to wake me up the first time we met. I haven't been able to concentrate on anything until I'd been smacked in the face with that stick. I walked to a mirror kept in my bathroom and combed my hair into a 'decent looking' condition.

SLAM

"Well, Zecora's awake." I said to myself. I grab my toothbrush in one hand and use the other to apply the toothpaste. Wouldn't you know it, I ran out. Now, Zecora is the only one, out of the two of us, that knows how to make this toothpaste. I was upset because I liked having a minty taste in my mouth to start the day. Oh, well... I headed back to my bedroom door and flung it open on my way to the 'living room'.

"Hey, Zecora. I'm out of toothpaste...." In the middle of the living room, on a chair before me, sat a little white coated, unicorn, filly with a purple and light pink colored mane, swirled into little balls in random places. Aside from the fact that the thing was fucking adorable, I was freaking out a little bit. Zecora said that I couldn't be seen by anyone outside of the hut because they would freak out and either start a riot, or kill themselves. I didn't really want either, so I obliged.

"Uh...." I was really at a loss for words. She was adorable, but potentially dangerous.  How to react?...

"........uh..... hi?" My voice squeaked at the same time her's did, making her jump a bit. That was the cutest little voice I had ever heard! The only other voices I'd heard were Zecora's and my own, but still!

"Hi!" I returned. "What's your name?" I quickly made my way to the one of the bamboo chairs to join her at the matching table.

"Um... I'm Sweetie Belle. What's yours?"

"Jack." She was very calm when she talked to me. She was either paralyzed with fear, or she was confused as to what I was. Even still, I was eager to continue our conversation.

"So... What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I came over to have a picnic with Zecora. But she left and said she'd be back in a minute."

"Oh... That's where she went."

"I have a question." The little filly said. Her eyes were so fucking huge and shiny that I almost passed out.

"What?"

"What are you?" Very good question. What was I exactly? I wasn't an equine, because I didn't walk on four legs. I wasn't a rodent, because I couldn't survive on the same things they ate. I most certainly was a spider, because I wasn't fucking creepy as hell!

"I don't exactly know. I don't know alot of anything, and the only books Zecora has about anatomy talk about equines and animals. What do you think I am?" I looked to the little unicorn in actual bewilderment.

"I don't know either. I've never seen an animal like you before." Although she was cute, the term animal being used still hurt. I knew I wasn't an animal, but I still didn't know what I was; and it was that confusion that made the word animal hurt like it did.

"Oh, well..."

"But I do know one thing." A slight smirk appeared on her face.

"What?"

"I know you're pretty nice!" The smirk evolved into a full sincere smile.

"You're gonna give me diabetes, Sweetie Belle." I said. She'd really touched me with that. I've never talked to a child as young as her before. What she said and the way she said it made me feel pretty happy. I wasn't really in a depressing state to begin with, but it was still appreciated.

"Do you go places?"

"What do you mean?" I replied.

"Do you walk around or explore different places. There's a town called Ponyville nearby. That's where I live. It's really nice there. I live with my sister, Rarity, who is the town's best fashion designer!"

"Sounds like a pretty cool title. But no... I don't really ever leave the hut. Unless it to gather supplies for toothpaste. Then I'm allowed to look around." My gaze fell to the ground.

"Do you want to come with me back to Ponyville?" My eyes brightened at the very idea.

"YES! Wait. wait... Zecora said I can't leave."

"Well, I don't think it's very good for you to just stay inside all day and away from other nice ponies. Besides, It'll only be for a couple hours or so; just long enough to tour the town."

"DEAL!" I filled a large backpack with things of mine, grabbed the filly under my arm, and bolted out the door. But not before scribbling a little note for Zecora.

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Zecora returned to her hut moments later. The place seemed much more quiet than when she had left. If Jack had been good and stayed in his room, then everything would be fine. The last thing Zecora wanted was to break out her memory erasing powder again. Using it on Scootaloo after the Kelpie incident was hard enough on her as it was.

The zebra entered her home and sat her saddle bags on her bamboo table. Sweetie Belle was nowhere to be seen. This slightly aroused panic within the zebra and she was about to go looking for the little unicorn before she saw the note. Nailed to Jack's door was a small note in his hand writing.

Dear Zecora,

I've gone with Sweetie Belle to go check out Ponyville and stuff. You're welcome to join us if you want to. If you have a problem with me leaving, then you can suck a nut.

Sincerely,

Jack.

"Fuck!"