Plunge into Blackness

Twilight wrote to the princess as soon as she saw me, the rushed me in, running off to get het friends. I took the time while she was out to wake up my frinds for her, trying to figure this all out, we sat on her lawn, talking. "This isn't scientifically possible!" Yelled Jack, freaking out. "We have to calm down and figure this out" I stated, trying to keep them all under control. "I can't believe it!!!!!" Said James. "We're actually here! Here! In Equestria!!!" "Please" I pleaded. "Calm down, and think clear."

Rainbow Dash was the first one here, taking only five minutes. She stared at us confusingly, like we were bengs from another planet... forget I said that. "Hi" I started. I think everone else was just to mindblown to speak. "What..... are you?" She asked "well.... i'm... a human.... and... these are my friends. James, Monty, Jack, Mike, Truman, and i'm Bruce." I stated, pointing to each of us as I spoke. "H-h-holy cow.... you can speak our language" said Rainbow, shocked. "Yes, we can, but my friends and I didn't think you all exsisted..." I was trying to make this sound simple, but it only got worse. "What do you mean, you know who -and what- we are?" She asked, astonished. "Well, yeah.... you're Rainbow Dash, and your frinds are all Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and Rarity." Rainbow's muzzle lay wide open, and i saw the other five approaching in the distance.

It took about three hours for my friends to snap back to reality, and for us all to explain how we knew who they all were. "So... let me get this straight" said Twilight, "on your world, we are like, a cartoon?" She cocked her head in confusion, like a dog. "Yep, pretty much it." I answered. The whole lot of them were still staring at us. I turned to Applejack. "It's so very nice to meet my favorite pony." I stated, looking at her admirably, and she blushed accordingly. I turned to my friends. Guys.... please..... get to know your ponified equals. "Wait a MINUTE" said Rainboe Dash. "No pony, or human, is MY equal." She protested. Mike walked up to her. "I've never lost a single track race in my entire life" he said.

All the talking and getting to know each other went on for hours, and I offered to help Applejack at the Acres. Which was a bit odd, to let a completely new form of living theng go to your place of buisness and be trusted. I chuckled at the fact that i refered to Sweet Apple Acres as "place of buisness." "Somethin' funny?" Asked Applejack, looking over to me. "A little personal thought" I said, continuing on the walk. When we stood at the opening of the Acres, she told me she needed the west field all done by sundown. I told her i'd do my best.

This apple-bucking buisness was easy, all I had to do was pick up a good loose branch, then give each tree a hard WHACK. And down fell the apples. "Yer' pretty good at this" she said "almost s' good as Big Macintosh." "I might as well be better" I said. "And why is that?" She asked. "Because these trees are only about four feet taller than me, I can climb them and get the top apples from the tree, instead of letting them rot." She realized this, and gave me a good look up and down. "By golly you're right, you could do it better, ohh, Big Mac'll be sorry to hear that one." She said, and we both shared a laugh.

By the end of the day, all the apples were down, and Applejack offered to let me stay in the barn for the night. "Thanks" I said, headed toward. "Applebloom'll be right out with a blanket!" She called after me. "Alright!" I replied. I guess that was my rent. Labor in order for a place to stay, seemed fair, although i was now quite sore from the repetitive slamming of the trees, I placed my branch against a bale of hay, awaiting the blankets. And surely enough, in a few minutes, Applebloom had brough me a blanket. "Here you go, mister" she said "sleep well" "I will, thanks" I said, patting her head, and taking the blanket. Even with my size in accout, my fists were even bigger than a full grown mare's skull. Anyway, I lie down on top of a hay bale and covered up with the blanket, drifting off to a comfortable snooze.