Bronedby xXQw3rtyXxChaptersThey Left MeDigging InBro'snee KawnThe FIM Triv EquestriaCelestial SolutionsIt Can Be SaidA Dream of RealityThey Left MeJune 7th, 2012 I was just an only child, bearing the name of Eric Johnson. I never saw the light, not in the sense. Nothing to look up to, nothing to look down upon. While everybody else was climbing the ladder to success, I sat in the elevator, waiting for it to make a move to the 50,000th foot, where no one else would be waiting, where no one else would have achieved. It never happened. Well, not yet, not in my 13 years of life. My parents had left yesterday for Easter Island, for a short vacation. I refused to go, because whats so interesting about some island named after a holiday celebrating a bunny? Now I'm home alone, in an apartment, on the 8th floor out of 19. Fairly fancy living spaces, more modern than effort. But it was small. Smaller than a house larger than any average apartment. The digital clock on the wall stated the numbers 11:39 P.M. Time to go to sleep. July 26th, 2012 They hadn't got back yet, nope, not in the 49 days they were gone, they hadn't returned. I can't imagine what they're doing there, and less can I imagine if they every want to come back. Over a month, with no one to keep me company, except just a couple boring video games on my laptop. My parents left me 100,000 dollars for me to pay the rents off, but with only one person, the rent is never over $1000. That leaves me with about $98,000 dollars at my will. Everyday life gets worse, and worse, and worse and worse and worse. I keep wondering, will they every come back? Because I feel like they left me. Abandoned me in an apartment, wait for me to rot, and then return. But they wouldn't, would they? They're my parents, they would never do something like that to their only son. Well, who cares, life is still bad enough as it is with them here, made just a little worse with them gone. August 2nd, 2012 A whole 'nother week, and they still hadn't come back yet. They're are no children at my age in any other of the apartments, that I know of. Everyone near me are at least 18 years or older. So no friends, no joy, nothing. No events happening, my life beginning to fall into routine; the first signs of becoming psychologically disordered. But it's not like I was going to go crazy, just depressed. All I had for food was pizza, and leftover pizza, breadsticks, pasta, basically; 100% dominoes. Yes, of course I worked out. We had 150 pounds of barbells, a treadmill, and a stationary bike thingy. Only if. Only. November 8th, 2012 I stopped counting the days they were gone. It's well over 4 months now. I'm starting to lose my mind. We had a total of 2 laptops and one desktop. I broke the screen of the desktop, and one of the laptops is who knows where on the floor beneath me. The last laptop we had left was pretty crappy. Plenty crappy. 46 minute battery life. 18 Gigahertz graphics card level, 3 gigabyte memory, and only 117 gigabytes of hard drive space maximum. Only 69 giga's remaining. Yeah that's right, 69. The last time I showered was about 3 weeks ago, and the apartment has become the nightmare of the mother of all messes. It reeked of rotten eggs and there were food crumbs all over the floor, it was nearly impossible to walk from the living room to the bathroom without getting your feet dirty, and the two rooms are only about 5 feet apart. My feet are completely black. January 1st, 2013 New years day, 2013. Awesome. My parents still, weren't, back. I had to stay inside all during new years party and new years eve, not allowed to go outside at all. One that caught my interest. I tend to be online a lot, playing video games and etc. I see plenty of photos and video clips about something called, I think, My Little Pony? There seemed to be truckloads, no, yes, wait, what's bigger than a truckload? Lets go; seemed to be yachtloads of MLP art and video stuff. It spiked my interest, and I decided to see what it's all about. Starting tomorrow, I relieve my curiosity. Possibly. Or all this MLP stuff can make me go insane. Author's Note Don't worry, this is practically the prologue. Calm yourself pplz. -This is the true story about how I came to be a brony. Digging InJanuary 2nd, 2013 The maple chair has become wobbly from sitting on it too much, and the desk in front is missing a leg, so I have to keep it up with a stack of books. The laptop was as loud as some broken jet engine that won't stop making noise when you turn it off. "OK, so I type in My-Little-Pony," And I clicked the little search button. "Holy hell," my jaw dropped. I scrolled down to the bottom of the Google results page. Over 500 pages of results. The first thing that appeared on the page was the My Little Pony homepage at the Hasbro website. The next was a 12000 word article on Wikipedia. YouTube videos, fan art, and The Living Tombstone, whoever that may be. But before I click anything, I need to watch the show first. I knew that My Little Pony was a TV Series aired on hub channel, I've seen glimpses of it as I scrolled through my TV. There was this sight called onlinecartoons.com. That's where I went. "MLP S1E1, I'm gonna guess that's season 1 episode 1," ok, here we go. My Little Pony, My little pony, ah ahhh ahhhhhhh, My Little pony, I used to wonder what friendship could be. "Oh my god," The animation so far seemed great, next level even, but as this was meant to be, it was a little girly. It started off with some purple unicorn named Twilight Sparkle, and my opinion is that the plot is great. About 22 minutes later "Holy shit, that was great, next episode!" I practically spent 3 hours watching My Little Pony. But at least I was kind of happy now, happier, at least. I lied in bed, and stared up at the ceiling, reciting the names of the "Mane Six". "Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie," over and over again. This is the new thing that was keeping me sane, keeping me from going crazy, keeping me from losing my mind, and above all, keeping me happy. All I could think of now are those multicolor mythical horses that just so happened to be 2 feet shorter than me. February 19th, 2013 Too bad it isn't a leap year. I've become a full on brony, now a days, knowing every tiny little fact about My Little Pony, and submitting user-made content. My desk next to my bed has become a pony figurine land. I was in the middle of watching "Top 10 Pony Videos of May 2012," when someone knocked the door. No one usually does this, so I grabbed the shotgun leaning on the desk next to me, and carefully approached the door. "Who is it!" I yelled. No answer, probably because the door was 3 inches thick, to keep out fire. I looked through the peephole. It was a guy who was wearing a yellow company shirt. I could barely make out the logo, "BronyCon 2013." I put the shotgun down, and immediately opened the door before he could leave. "Hello, we would like to invite you to this years BronyCon, sir," The man said. He handed me a flyer, which I gladly took. "Thank you!" I replied, and I closed the door. I read the flyer, "BronyCon 2013, February 24th 1:00 P.M - 10:00 P.M at Brenderson Hall in Chino Hills California. Intersection of Grand and Peyton Dr." Well it was a good thing I lived only 1.2 miles away from Brenderson Hall. In 5 days, I go to my first Pony Convention. Author's Note I need a cover artist. Please. I'll even pay you. (Not Really) And an official proofreader. Why is it that 90% of all stories don't indent each paragraph. T_T Bro'snee KawnFebruary 22nd, 2013 2 Days until the convention. The checklist I scribbled together was far from fully finished. Actually, I hadn't even started it yet. First up, I need to head to Party City to pick up a Big Mac shirt and that thing around his neck. Next, bring a crate of apple cider, for the 6 o'clock dinner potluck. Use the bathroom, okay, I can do that before I leave. That' pretty much it. I don't know how to drive, and I just ate 4 bags of Lays and I'm hopped up on soda. I know I can't walk to Party City, and even if I could, I wouldn't be sure that I won't pass out on the way. I only brought alone 150$, and with the tax, the costume would be about 90, and the cider would be like 30, and that's including the cart I'm bringing it in with. This taxi fee better not be over 20 bucks. "Taxi!" I yelled at the street in front of my apartments. This part of Chino Hills gets taxi's, but mainly for airport transportation. A green taxi cab rode up in front of me, Prius Hitchback V 1.A model. I got in the back seat. "Party City please, the one on Southbound," I said. The hybrid car began moving, and in seconds, we were on our way. I've never been to this part of the city, and it was pretty amazing. The plaza that Party City was in was filled with restaurants and parlors. Even a small mall was here, which highlighted the fact that they had a Macy's. "Thank you," I told the cab driver. "That'll be 8 bucks kid," the cab driver reached his hand out through the window, to retrieve my eight bucks. "Shit, only got 12 more to spare." I walked inside. It was like a labyrinth in there, so many turns, and no employees in sight. There was a banner hanging from the ceiling that read, "30% off all BronyCon purchases." That pretty much saved my life. Thats 27$ off the 90, only 63$, plus a 7.8% U.S Federal tax. It took me ages to finally find the front desk. "Hello, ma'am. I'm here for a Big Mac costume ordered from a Eric Johnson," I slid 70 dollars across the desk, in exchange for a packed costume, and some coins in change. "Great, I can check that off. Where to next. Costco or Wal*Mart," I chose neither. I decided to go to 7-11, which was right across the street. I bought a small cart and a rack of 32 Apple Cider bottles for 28.41$, and happily walked away. "Taxi!" I called again. The same taxi that brought me hear pulled up. I placed my items in the trunk, and got in. "Well fancy that kid, we meet again," the driver said, "name's Ted, Ted McCoy." "Eric Johnson," I replied. Ted and I had an in depth conversation on American Politics on the way back to my apartments. "Nice knowing you kid, hope I see you soon," Ted dropped me off, and drove away. I decided to give him all the money I had left in my pocket. "Crap," I yelled. The apartments didn't have an elevator, and I lived on the eighth floor. I spent the next hour and a half getting my crap up the stairs. February 24th, 2013, 3:14 P.M I arrived at the BronyCon about 5 minutes ago, and made like 9001 new friends already. Everyone was dressed as their favorite MLP:FIM character, I decided to use my notepad to jot down the number of the Mane Six I see. So far: Twilight Sparkle:IIII Rarity:III Applejack:I Rainbow Dash:IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Pinkie Pie:II Fluttershy:IIIIIII I didn't really care about my parents right now. The probability that they come home while I'm here is 10^(-40000), practically 0. The first site I decided to hit was the art gallery. I took pictures of great MLP art submissions and online finds. I even found one of my own pieces in the gallery. My pic was a drawing of Celestia falling, like tripping on a rock. The plaque beside it read, "Art submission of Eric Johnson, ranked #9 in comedy art." #9, good enough. My favorite piece out of all of these would have to be the Fluttershy Christmas Wink. I took 12 pictures of it, 12 man, 12. I was walking around, looking for where to go next, when I got stood up by a bunch of teens, who asked me to cos-play with them. Who am I to decline. It wasn't self cos-play, we were re-enacting the episodes, starting from S2E1. Since I was Big Mac, just a side character, they gave me a bigger part in the altered story, and made me assist in the Mane Six searching for the elements. I can't think of one time in my life where I was happier. The dinner was great, everything from Pizza to Indian cuisine. I sat with my cos-play group, as we exchanged phone numbers, emails, and Skype info, and shared our stories from MLP Online, until we were all interrupted. "FIM trivia tournament almost full, sign up now, 8 slots remaining," an announcer over the PA, well, announced. "Go, Eric," one of my cos-play friends told me. "Yeah, you'll do great," "You got this man," My friends kept urging me on, so I decided to sign up. I sprinted to the front, onto the stage where signups were being held. I quickly grabbed a pen and signed my name on one of the only two spots remaining. "Thank you," the announcer said, "Please go to the Quiz Arena, over through those double doors right there. You're in Rarity Group." "Right now?" I asked. "Now." Author's Note Thing around Big Mac's neck - horse collar: used for pulling heavy loads and stuff. Cider=30$ - It's not Costco. The FIM Triv The FIM Triv February 24th, 2013, 7:01 "Ok, let's all get to know each other first. My name is Leonard, and I'll be this groups leader." "I'm Rachel," "Dave," "Call me Mitch," "Name's Franky," "Uhh, Eric?" A couple others chuckled at how I said my name. "You sure that's your name?" Franky teased. "Yeah," A six person team, from the number of signups, I expected 60. "Ok, let's cut straight to the point. Practice. Training, whatever it takes. Who's new here," Leonard asked. I was the only one who raised a hand. "Alright Eric, the game is pretty straightforward. You know that game called Jeopardy? Yeah, that's basically all the rules," He said. Simple enough. We didn't take any more time screwing around, we started studying right away. "Remember, winner gets 3000$ split amongst the team," Leonard pointed out. 500$ if we win. Lol. I paired up to study with Rachel. It was basic question asking back and forth from a FIM Textbook. A FIM textbook, wow. I did better than her. We each asked each other 20 questions. I got 18/20, she got 15/20. We switched partners and repeated the process for each partner. I kept getting a solid score of 18/20, no deviations. Strange. "Ok, I think we're ready," Leonard said. A horn blasted, and someone announced ,"Contest is about to begin, please take your positions on the stage." We came out from behind the curtains onto a large stage. The auditorium was larger than I expected. Probably everyone at the BronyCon fit, and that's saying something. A man walked out onto the stage, wearing a full black tux. "Welcome to this years BronyCon FIM Triv!!" the man said. The whole crowd went into uproar at the end of the sentence. "Let's meat our contestants!" He said. I closed my eyes. Everything muffled, and the world was dark. I was deep in thought. This is where life got me. I don't know whether to be happy or sad. Happy that I was at a BronyCon, having the time of my life, or sad; that I may never see my parents ever again. As long as the family still exists. "Sir, sir, excuse me," There was a light tapping on my shoulder. "Oh, oh, sorry. My name's Eric Johnson," I said. A large corner of the crowd cheered loudly, while everyone else just applauded. That large corner was made up of my new friends that I made today. "Let's get on with it then," the man said. Question 1, first team to answer wins, that's the way it works. We need to hit the buzzer on our pedestal, and only one person can do so each round. The question appeared on two screens. One over our heads, so the audience could see, and one on the other end of the room, so we could see. The question was, "In what season did Discord first appear." The answer was obvious, but Fluttershy group got it before us. Crap. Some minutes later. Pinkie Pie group was in the lead, ours in a close second, Fluttershy lagging behind a little, Twilight in last. Totally unexpected. Question 19, what is Pinkie Pie's full name. I hit the buzzer so hard, I nearly broke it, "Pinkamina Diane Pie." "Correct!" The man yelled. That put is with a tie for first. Some minutes later. There a total of 50 questions, we're on question 48. Rarity in the lead by 6 points, physically impossible for us to lose. Question 48, How many guards are in Shining Armour's unit. I slammed the buzzer again, "18." "Correct again!" Question 49, How many years old is Twilight Sparkle. I knew the answer, yes I totally knew it. It's a trick question. I slammed the buzzer once more, "Never ask a mare her age." "Oh my god, that's, that's correct," the man stuttered, "That was a bonus question, 10 points for your team, who is now leading by 17!" I couldn't resist rofl. So by the end, of course we won, no doubt about it. Twilight group, last place, had 3 points. Applejack with 4, Rainbow Dash with 7, Fluttershy with 10, Pinkie Pie with 16, and Rarity with 30. Not a total blackout, but close enough. Still alive, haven't gone insane yet. EquestriaDate and Time Unkown "What the hell? What's going on here?" I backed away from the purple, alicorn? "I could ask you the same thing," the alicorn said, in a familiar voice, "what is a Human doing in Equestria?" "Wait wait wait, is your name, by any chance, Twilight Sparkle?" I asked. "Yes, it is. Were you there at the Fall Formal, or something?" "No," "Then how do you know my name?" I didn't really know how to break it to her. I can't just say that her world is a fictional television show that's meant to be appealing to 8 year old girls and 20 year old men, can I? "Ummm, lucky guess?" I blatantly spurt out. "Ok, let's move to more important questions. How did you get here?" "I don't know, I just did," "Are you sure?" "Yes," "Okay then," she finally wrapped up. There was a large crowd of ponies gathered around me and Twilight. Looked like a couple hundred, even, but I knew that visual perception wasn't that powerful. It would exaggerate almost anything. "So, if you know my name's Twilight, what else do you know about our world?" The question didn't surprise me, I knew she would ask that eventually. "Uhmm, can we not talk about that in the middle of a crowd?" "Oh, yeah sorry," Twilight led me into her tree-house library, alone with the other five. "So tell us what you know," she said. I began talking, and talking, and ended up telling them everything I knew about the show, fandoms, and everything. "and that you like Flash Sentry," I finished. Twilight blushed, obviously smitten. "So what are you doin here in our world? What's it like for you?" Applejack asked, taking off her hat, which she rarely did voluntarily. "Like I said, I don't know. I was going to bed, and I just appeared here 4 seconds later," I tried to explain again, but they just wouldn't understand. Strange how they can't in a world where magic is the center of the universe. "Well, until we can resolve this situation, your going to have to stay here, where you can't cause any panic," Twilight said, "I'm going to see Celestia." Sparkle, along with the over five, left the tree house, leaving me alone. I had no idea where all this light was coming from, it was only like, two windows, but everything was completely illuminated. I assessed the house, a huge ass library, a small kitchen, astronomy area, and a large bed, with a casket. I wonder who the casket was for. I sat on the ground for thirty minutes, thinking about my parents. What if they came back while I was gone. Then Applejack came back with a sandwich. "Thought you might be hungry," Applejack said. She tossed me the sandwich with raw veggies and a pack of hay. "Ummm.." "Something wrong with dat food? Or is dere just a spider in dere?" "Errr, no, but I don't usually eat raw vegetables and, hay," "Well what do you normally eat," Applejack seemed obviously annoyed. "You got any meat?" "Kah! How dare you!?" "What?" "I am a grown mare, how could I have any meat?" I thought for a second, "no no no, from where we come from, we, uhhh, cook dead animals, then eat them." Well, she wasn't angry anymore, she just stared at me in shock. "I ain letting you near mah farm, no way," Applejack took the sandwich back. "You can boil the vegetables, or heat them on a stove, do guys have stoves?" "Yeh, we have stoves," "Ok, do you, wanna, cook the veggies?" "Er, sure, I guess," and she trotted out of the tree house, leaving me alone in dim lighting from the holes at the very top. Celestial SolutionsTwilight Sparkle, Rarity, and Pinkie Pie were already on the train to Canterlot. Fluttershy and Rainbowdash were consoling the local Ponyville residents, and assuring them that everything was fine, and Applejack was, making food for Eric. Twilight and the others trotted down the royal halls of the castle. "Celestia, we have matters of utmost urgency!" Twilight burst into the throne room, to find that Celestia wasn't even there. Instead, Luna sat in the throne. "Yes, Twilight? What's this matter of utmost urgency?" Luna asked. "Where's Celestia?" " Didn't she tell you, she has here own business to attend to, now what's the matter," "Like what, wait, never mind, do you know dark magic?" "Of course, I spent 2000 years trapped in the moon, what'd you expect I'd learn?" Twilight floated her a book written by Star Swirl the Bearded, titled Dark Magic: Section Humans. "Ahh, yes, humans, I've read about them, but they're just a myth, correct?" "We have one in Ponyville right now," Luna smirked, "You're not a child anymore, Twilight, now what's really going on?" "No, really, a human appeared in Ponyville this morning," "You're lying," "No, come and see," I'm wasn't a fan of veggies, more of a KFC and McDonalds addict, but I was really hungry. The food was gone in a matter of seconds, as Applejack stared at me in shock. "Not even I have an appetite like dat," "You'd be surprised what kind of appetite you have when your starving to hell," "I bet I would," It wasn't much to go on though, just a platter of lettuce and broccoli. "You guys have apples, right?" "Apples, apples? Of course I have apples, my family owns dozens of acres of apple trees," "Do you have any apples with you?" Without warning, an entire cart of food burst through the door, pushed by none other then Apple Bloom. "Jesus Christ!" I jumped. "Who?" Applejack asked, as they obviously didn't really know who god was. "Nevermind, so what do you have on there?" I stared, drooling at the cart of apple pastries, but I knew I would regret the question. "We got apple pies, apple fritters, apple turnovers, apple bagels, apple angles, apple crosses, apple on a stick, caramel apples, chocolate apples, apple tarts, apple cups, slappy apples, snappy apples, fished apples, laggy apples, zap apples, apple sauce, cabbage apples, and of course, apples. "My god," I gaped at the cart, the glorious, mouthwatering cart of deliciousness. "Can I.." "Of course, dig in!" Applejack and Apple Bloom didn't hesitate to start munching on the pies. I decided to take this slow, start from the apple fritters, then work my way up. But before I could even get within one yard of the cart, the door to the treehouse burst open once again, and in came Twilight, Dashie, Flutters, Rarity, Pinkie, and Luna. I expected the Sister of Equestria to be taller, turns out, I was just as tall as she, but in common courtesy, I still bowed in her presence. "No need for that," Luna approached me, obviously not afraid, "I've heard of your kind, from an old comrade of mine." "Starswirl the Bearded?" Luna looked at me, eyes widened in surprise, "Yes, how did you know? Only a few close friends of mine know that." "Lucky guess?" "Are really a human?" "Yessss," "Interesting, Twilight, may I speak with you?" Luna and Twilight converged in a corner of the treehouse, while the others just sat, obviously uncomfortable with the "yet another sentient being," situation. "Have I told you mares my name yet?" No answer, they just shuffled their hooves and found particular interest in their cutie marks. "Oook then, what about you, Pinkie?" Even though she's usually interested in everything, and I mean everything, she also did not answer. The indistinct whispering of Luna and Twilight wasn't the most intelligent thing that they've done. We could all hear them clearly. I didn't know whether human hearing was better than pony hearing, but I could make out every word they were saying. "You're confused. Twilight, it isn't dark magic, I actually have no idea what it is," "No, I'm pretty sure it's dark magic, why else would it be in a dark magic book?" "Well then, Starswirl the Bearded must've also been confused," "How can you tell?" "It's not that easy, but if you trance deep enough, you can find that there are no traces of shadow bonds on this human," "What if you're wrong? What if you tranced incorrectly, and what is a trance, anyway," "I'm certain that I did not trance incorrectly, and trancing is something you'll learn in the future," "But with the matter at hand, how are we to get this human back to his place of origin, the entire Equestria is going to freak out if they see him," "Don't worry Twilight, we'll think of something," And they broke, and came back to us. "So..., dark magic?" I shifted from leg to leg. "You heard?" Twilight looked to Luna. "We, all heard, dear," Applejack decided to speak up, seeing as to she's getting used to me, or something. It was just a matter of time. "Master, he is here," a deep voice grumbled. "Good," yet another deep voice, "get ready, for we will be victorious this time." It Can Be Said"Okay Eric, why don't you introduce yourself to the town," Twilight gestured me to the curtains, with a smile, of course. "I don't know, the people seem pretty nervous, Maybe we should do this tomor-" "No, we do this now, or they will never get used to you. It's not easy to gather every single pony in Ponyville into one group." "Ok fine," I took deep breathes, and walked through the curtains onto the stage of the theater where everypony was. They all looked at me in fear, some looked at me in disgust, other in just pure awe. There was a microphone on the stage. I proceeded to grab it. "Erm.., uuhh.. Hi, everypony," sweat dripped down my neck. I was used to speaking in front of large crowds of people, but no ponies, this was a complete different story. "My name's Eric, and, I, umm..." A few ponies snickered, others, who seemingly feared me before began to sprout grins. Even I muttered some compromising jokes under my breath, but I pulled myself together. "So, um, you all think I'm some mythical creature, right? One you've never, ever seen? Well I can tell you, I'm not. I'm just like any one of you." A smartass pony from the crowd commented on that, "What do you mean, just like us? You're nothing like us." I decided to ignore it, "I come from a world, a place just like yours, where you are mythical creatures to us. From where I come from, we didn't have unicorns or pegasi, you just came from a dream of some very creative imaginations. Now I can tell you, this place here is much better than ours, our corrupted governments, dirty, polluted air, I'm glad to be here, but I have no idea how. I'm lost, I'm confused, and I need help. I have friends and family back home, and I have no idea how to get there. I'm just like any of you, I have emotions, I have feelings, I have knowledge, and most of all, I am just a mortal." I waited a couple seconds for that to sink in. I don't know how I did it. I wasn't one for speeches, much less oral representations. I don't even know how that all came from the top of my head. But it seemed to do the trick. All the ponies seemed to smile, or at least lose their fear of me. Some even clapped, which soon evolved into a standing ovation, or a pony equivalent to a standing ovation. I don't even know what it was for, I just gave a speech about myself. According to Twilight, the date was fourth moon, whatever that meant. I didn't really understand how they measured date and time here in Equestria. I understand they do have the standard clock time, but months, years, even days were kind of fuzzy. I always thought a moon was a unit of time, not a way to measure it. It's been three days since I gave that speech, and I've already made a couple friends outside of the Mane Six and Luna. Their names don't ring a bell in any side or background characters. Moonlight and Second Crescent, two brothers, dark colored ponies with deep navy blue eyes that were professionals in harvesting magic from the moon. Along with them, there were Sprinkletop, Saucyshot, Neolit, and Trina. Except, I spent most of my time in a well lit secluded room in Canterlot castle. I was really just under inspection by Luna and Celestia, I think Celestia, I haven't seen her yet, but I treated this experience as if I were an exclusive member to the community. Every morning, afternoon, and evening, I would get baked fish with bread and vegetables ranging from lettuce to carrots, in a box. It wasn't exactly au revoir, but it would have to do, as they had no idea what I ate, or how it was served. The clock struck 6:00, and Luna entered the room with my box of food. "How are you doing, Eric?" "Fine, you?" "I'm great, heres your food, how do you feel about salmon?" "Salmon, awesome," I said half-heartadly, "you know I eat my food of a plate, right? Just like you guys." "Okay, duly noted," Luna 'floated' me the box of food, and left. All I had to do was read books from a shelf of books, but I was allowed to go out any time I wanted, but the only time I did was get lost in the corridors, and end up in Celestia's dorm, where I was busted by Flash Sentry. Oh the irony. I'm still allowed to leave, I just see no reason to. I can do all the exercise in this room, with this hugeass 15 pound book, and I could run around all I wanted to, it was a pretty big room. I also had access to the porch. I tried to avoid that porch, evil, daunting porch. I the only thought I had when I stood out there was when I would get back to my world, if my friends and family were okay. The sun also almost blinded me, so. There was actually no rotation in Equestria. The sun didn't prance and move throughout the sky, it stayed in one area until nighttime came, and it slowly dipped down below the mountains. I wondered, if Celestia and Luna were sister princesses for Equestria, do other portions of the planet get the sun and moon? That's when it hit me, I would write down a list of questions not answered on my planet in our fandom, and then get these answers out to everybody. I grabbed the pad of paper and quill that was on my bedstand, and begin writing the question I just asked, and listed it as number 1. "Okay, what next?" I left my dorm and wandered around the halls. One thing I noticed was the acrylic glasslike art in all the paintings. It wasn't like the paintings we had, or resembled any proportion. It was just a jumble of straight lines formed to make a pony or whatever. It was like glass cathedral art. I wrote this down as number 2. "Interesting, interesting," I mumbled to myself I encountered a few royal guards on my walk, along with Owlsalicious, which meant Twilight was close. Something else also struck me, would it be possible for a human to compose magic? Of course this can't be answered simply by asking a question. I don't believe that it's possible, but if Twilight gave me a spell to temporarily make me a unicorn, or if Zecora administered a potion, I might just be able to be the first human to actually use real magic. A dark figure peeked around the corner of the hall. "Hello? Hey!" I tried to say hi to the pony, well, I thought it was a pony, it probably was, but I couldn't get a good look at it because it dashed away as soon as I opened my mouth. Of course, I chased after it like the idiot I am. "Yo! Stop! I just wanna say hi! BRO CHILLAX!" My suspicions were confirmed, it was a dark colored pony, but I had never seen it on the show. From this angle, the cutie mark looked like an upside down rose with a grey petal, it had a metallic like mane that represented a dark silverish color, and its coat was an extremely dark grey, HTML color code #2E2E2E. "Can you just stop for one second!" We were running straight past the bends to the mirror hall, which was a dead end, "stop, please!" I was slowly gaining on this pony because humans generally run faster, but this was one helluva speedy one. Right before I cornered him at the largest mirror, he turned around. I got a good glimpse at his face, scarred, steely, yellowy eyes, but couldn't make out any features as I was blinded by a huge flash of rainbow light, and was thrown back with much force, and I think that every single mirror in the room broke. I couldn't get up, but I could clearly notice that the pony that I was chasing wasn't here any more. I lie on the ground, head pounding, ans possible massive blood loss at the consideration of the millions of shards of glass that just fell on me. Slowly my sight faded, and I fell asleep. A Dream of RealityFebruary 25, 2013 Turns out, one of my cos-play friends lived right upstairs, on the ninth floor. Awesome, someone to hang out with. Well, like 3/4 of a year and my parents hadn't returned. But never lose hope, never lose sight. My watch beeped 2:00 A.M, but I really didn't care. I sat back, making some brony videos for YouTube. I didn't know what do anymore, no more parents to guide me, just slowly becoming the albino in my dark room. I wonder when I would've needed glasses. "Guess it's time for bed, right Fluttershy?" I glanced at the picture of Fluttershy on my wall. Yes, that's how crazy I've become. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, then lie down on my bed. I closed my eyes. "Reality is reality isn't it, it's not like someone can just dream into another reality, not like you can just teleport to your fantasy in a blink of an eye, reality isn't a dream, where you can control what happens," I recited Margaret E. Wilson. I've been asleep for awhile, when a red glow encased my vision for a couple seconds, pretty faint. Thought it was a car. I opened my eyes for a couple seconds, just to immediately close them again. It was so bright, and my bed had become so hard. I slowly peeled open my eyelids, to look up at blue sky, with still clouds and many birds, many fat birds. "What the hell?" I said. I realized I wasn't on my bed anymore. I stood up, on top of luscious green grass. Then suddenly I realized I was staring a purple pony square in the face, and it was not a dream. Author's Note Sequel to be written.
They Left MeJune 7th, 2012 I was just an only child, bearing the name of Eric Johnson. I never saw the light, not in the sense. Nothing to look up to, nothing to look down upon. While everybody else was climbing the ladder to success, I sat in the elevator, waiting for it to make a move to the 50,000th foot, where no one else would be waiting, where no one else would have achieved. It never happened. Well, not yet, not in my 13 years of life. My parents had left yesterday for Easter Island, for a short vacation. I refused to go, because whats so interesting about some island named after a holiday celebrating a bunny? Now I'm home alone, in an apartment, on the 8th floor out of 19. Fairly fancy living spaces, more modern than effort. But it was small. Smaller than a house larger than any average apartment. The digital clock on the wall stated the numbers 11:39 P.M. Time to go to sleep. July 26th, 2012 They hadn't got back yet, nope, not in the 49 days they were gone, they hadn't returned. I can't imagine what they're doing there, and less can I imagine if they every want to come back. Over a month, with no one to keep me company, except just a couple boring video games on my laptop. My parents left me 100,000 dollars for me to pay the rents off, but with only one person, the rent is never over $1000. That leaves me with about $98,000 dollars at my will. Everyday life gets worse, and worse, and worse and worse and worse. I keep wondering, will they every come back? Because I feel like they left me. Abandoned me in an apartment, wait for me to rot, and then return. But they wouldn't, would they? They're my parents, they would never do something like that to their only son. Well, who cares, life is still bad enough as it is with them here, made just a little worse with them gone. August 2nd, 2012 A whole 'nother week, and they still hadn't come back yet. They're are no children at my age in any other of the apartments, that I know of. Everyone near me are at least 18 years or older. So no friends, no joy, nothing. No events happening, my life beginning to fall into routine; the first signs of becoming psychologically disordered. But it's not like I was going to go crazy, just depressed. All I had for food was pizza, and leftover pizza, breadsticks, pasta, basically; 100% dominoes. Yes, of course I worked out. We had 150 pounds of barbells, a treadmill, and a stationary bike thingy. Only if. Only. November 8th, 2012 I stopped counting the days they were gone. It's well over 4 months now. I'm starting to lose my mind. We had a total of 2 laptops and one desktop. I broke the screen of the desktop, and one of the laptops is who knows where on the floor beneath me. The last laptop we had left was pretty crappy. Plenty crappy. 46 minute battery life. 18 Gigahertz graphics card level, 3 gigabyte memory, and only 117 gigabytes of hard drive space maximum. Only 69 giga's remaining. Yeah that's right, 69. The last time I showered was about 3 weeks ago, and the apartment has become the nightmare of the mother of all messes. It reeked of rotten eggs and there were food crumbs all over the floor, it was nearly impossible to walk from the living room to the bathroom without getting your feet dirty, and the two rooms are only about 5 feet apart. My feet are completely black. January 1st, 2013 New years day, 2013. Awesome. My parents still, weren't, back. I had to stay inside all during new years party and new years eve, not allowed to go outside at all. One that caught my interest. I tend to be online a lot, playing video games and etc. I see plenty of photos and video clips about something called, I think, My Little Pony? There seemed to be truckloads, no, yes, wait, what's bigger than a truckload? Lets go; seemed to be yachtloads of MLP art and video stuff. It spiked my interest, and I decided to see what it's all about. Starting tomorrow, I relieve my curiosity. Possibly. Or all this MLP stuff can make me go insane. Author's Note Don't worry, this is practically the prologue. Calm yourself pplz. -This is the true story about how I came to be a brony.
Digging InJanuary 2nd, 2013 The maple chair has become wobbly from sitting on it too much, and the desk in front is missing a leg, so I have to keep it up with a stack of books. The laptop was as loud as some broken jet engine that won't stop making noise when you turn it off. "OK, so I type in My-Little-Pony," And I clicked the little search button. "Holy hell," my jaw dropped. I scrolled down to the bottom of the Google results page. Over 500 pages of results. The first thing that appeared on the page was the My Little Pony homepage at the Hasbro website. The next was a 12000 word article on Wikipedia. YouTube videos, fan art, and The Living Tombstone, whoever that may be. But before I click anything, I need to watch the show first. I knew that My Little Pony was a TV Series aired on hub channel, I've seen glimpses of it as I scrolled through my TV. There was this sight called onlinecartoons.com. That's where I went. "MLP S1E1, I'm gonna guess that's season 1 episode 1," ok, here we go. My Little Pony, My little pony, ah ahhh ahhhhhhh, My Little pony, I used to wonder what friendship could be. "Oh my god," The animation so far seemed great, next level even, but as this was meant to be, it was a little girly. It started off with some purple unicorn named Twilight Sparkle, and my opinion is that the plot is great. About 22 minutes later "Holy shit, that was great, next episode!" I practically spent 3 hours watching My Little Pony. But at least I was kind of happy now, happier, at least. I lied in bed, and stared up at the ceiling, reciting the names of the "Mane Six". "Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie," over and over again. This is the new thing that was keeping me sane, keeping me from going crazy, keeping me from losing my mind, and above all, keeping me happy. All I could think of now are those multicolor mythical horses that just so happened to be 2 feet shorter than me. February 19th, 2013 Too bad it isn't a leap year. I've become a full on brony, now a days, knowing every tiny little fact about My Little Pony, and submitting user-made content. My desk next to my bed has become a pony figurine land. I was in the middle of watching "Top 10 Pony Videos of May 2012," when someone knocked the door. No one usually does this, so I grabbed the shotgun leaning on the desk next to me, and carefully approached the door. "Who is it!" I yelled. No answer, probably because the door was 3 inches thick, to keep out fire. I looked through the peephole. It was a guy who was wearing a yellow company shirt. I could barely make out the logo, "BronyCon 2013." I put the shotgun down, and immediately opened the door before he could leave. "Hello, we would like to invite you to this years BronyCon, sir," The man said. He handed me a flyer, which I gladly took. "Thank you!" I replied, and I closed the door. I read the flyer, "BronyCon 2013, February 24th 1:00 P.M - 10:00 P.M at Brenderson Hall in Chino Hills California. Intersection of Grand and Peyton Dr." Well it was a good thing I lived only 1.2 miles away from Brenderson Hall. In 5 days, I go to my first Pony Convention. Author's Note I need a cover artist. Please. I'll even pay you. (Not Really) And an official proofreader. Why is it that 90% of all stories don't indent each paragraph. T_T
Bro'snee KawnFebruary 22nd, 2013 2 Days until the convention. The checklist I scribbled together was far from fully finished. Actually, I hadn't even started it yet. First up, I need to head to Party City to pick up a Big Mac shirt and that thing around his neck. Next, bring a crate of apple cider, for the 6 o'clock dinner potluck. Use the bathroom, okay, I can do that before I leave. That' pretty much it. I don't know how to drive, and I just ate 4 bags of Lays and I'm hopped up on soda. I know I can't walk to Party City, and even if I could, I wouldn't be sure that I won't pass out on the way. I only brought alone 150$, and with the tax, the costume would be about 90, and the cider would be like 30, and that's including the cart I'm bringing it in with. This taxi fee better not be over 20 bucks. "Taxi!" I yelled at the street in front of my apartments. This part of Chino Hills gets taxi's, but mainly for airport transportation. A green taxi cab rode up in front of me, Prius Hitchback V 1.A model. I got in the back seat. "Party City please, the one on Southbound," I said. The hybrid car began moving, and in seconds, we were on our way. I've never been to this part of the city, and it was pretty amazing. The plaza that Party City was in was filled with restaurants and parlors. Even a small mall was here, which highlighted the fact that they had a Macy's. "Thank you," I told the cab driver. "That'll be 8 bucks kid," the cab driver reached his hand out through the window, to retrieve my eight bucks. "Shit, only got 12 more to spare." I walked inside. It was like a labyrinth in there, so many turns, and no employees in sight. There was a banner hanging from the ceiling that read, "30% off all BronyCon purchases." That pretty much saved my life. Thats 27$ off the 90, only 63$, plus a 7.8% U.S Federal tax. It took me ages to finally find the front desk. "Hello, ma'am. I'm here for a Big Mac costume ordered from a Eric Johnson," I slid 70 dollars across the desk, in exchange for a packed costume, and some coins in change. "Great, I can check that off. Where to next. Costco or Wal*Mart," I chose neither. I decided to go to 7-11, which was right across the street. I bought a small cart and a rack of 32 Apple Cider bottles for 28.41$, and happily walked away. "Taxi!" I called again. The same taxi that brought me hear pulled up. I placed my items in the trunk, and got in. "Well fancy that kid, we meet again," the driver said, "name's Ted, Ted McCoy." "Eric Johnson," I replied. Ted and I had an in depth conversation on American Politics on the way back to my apartments. "Nice knowing you kid, hope I see you soon," Ted dropped me off, and drove away. I decided to give him all the money I had left in my pocket. "Crap," I yelled. The apartments didn't have an elevator, and I lived on the eighth floor. I spent the next hour and a half getting my crap up the stairs. February 24th, 2013, 3:14 P.M I arrived at the BronyCon about 5 minutes ago, and made like 9001 new friends already. Everyone was dressed as their favorite MLP:FIM character, I decided to use my notepad to jot down the number of the Mane Six I see. So far: Twilight Sparkle:IIII Rarity:III Applejack:I Rainbow Dash:IIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Pinkie Pie:II Fluttershy:IIIIIII I didn't really care about my parents right now. The probability that they come home while I'm here is 10^(-40000), practically 0. The first site I decided to hit was the art gallery. I took pictures of great MLP art submissions and online finds. I even found one of my own pieces in the gallery. My pic was a drawing of Celestia falling, like tripping on a rock. The plaque beside it read, "Art submission of Eric Johnson, ranked #9 in comedy art." #9, good enough. My favorite piece out of all of these would have to be the Fluttershy Christmas Wink. I took 12 pictures of it, 12 man, 12. I was walking around, looking for where to go next, when I got stood up by a bunch of teens, who asked me to cos-play with them. Who am I to decline. It wasn't self cos-play, we were re-enacting the episodes, starting from S2E1. Since I was Big Mac, just a side character, they gave me a bigger part in the altered story, and made me assist in the Mane Six searching for the elements. I can't think of one time in my life where I was happier. The dinner was great, everything from Pizza to Indian cuisine. I sat with my cos-play group, as we exchanged phone numbers, emails, and Skype info, and shared our stories from MLP Online, until we were all interrupted. "FIM trivia tournament almost full, sign up now, 8 slots remaining," an announcer over the PA, well, announced. "Go, Eric," one of my cos-play friends told me. "Yeah, you'll do great," "You got this man," My friends kept urging me on, so I decided to sign up. I sprinted to the front, onto the stage where signups were being held. I quickly grabbed a pen and signed my name on one of the only two spots remaining. "Thank you," the announcer said, "Please go to the Quiz Arena, over through those double doors right there. You're in Rarity Group." "Right now?" I asked. "Now." Author's Note Thing around Big Mac's neck - horse collar: used for pulling heavy loads and stuff. Cider=30$ - It's not Costco.
The FIM Triv The FIM Triv February 24th, 2013, 7:01 "Ok, let's all get to know each other first. My name is Leonard, and I'll be this groups leader." "I'm Rachel," "Dave," "Call me Mitch," "Name's Franky," "Uhh, Eric?" A couple others chuckled at how I said my name. "You sure that's your name?" Franky teased. "Yeah," A six person team, from the number of signups, I expected 60. "Ok, let's cut straight to the point. Practice. Training, whatever it takes. Who's new here," Leonard asked. I was the only one who raised a hand. "Alright Eric, the game is pretty straightforward. You know that game called Jeopardy? Yeah, that's basically all the rules," He said. Simple enough. We didn't take any more time screwing around, we started studying right away. "Remember, winner gets 3000$ split amongst the team," Leonard pointed out. 500$ if we win. Lol. I paired up to study with Rachel. It was basic question asking back and forth from a FIM Textbook. A FIM textbook, wow. I did better than her. We each asked each other 20 questions. I got 18/20, she got 15/20. We switched partners and repeated the process for each partner. I kept getting a solid score of 18/20, no deviations. Strange. "Ok, I think we're ready," Leonard said. A horn blasted, and someone announced ,"Contest is about to begin, please take your positions on the stage." We came out from behind the curtains onto a large stage. The auditorium was larger than I expected. Probably everyone at the BronyCon fit, and that's saying something. A man walked out onto the stage, wearing a full black tux. "Welcome to this years BronyCon FIM Triv!!" the man said. The whole crowd went into uproar at the end of the sentence. "Let's meat our contestants!" He said. I closed my eyes. Everything muffled, and the world was dark. I was deep in thought. This is where life got me. I don't know whether to be happy or sad. Happy that I was at a BronyCon, having the time of my life, or sad; that I may never see my parents ever again. As long as the family still exists. "Sir, sir, excuse me," There was a light tapping on my shoulder. "Oh, oh, sorry. My name's Eric Johnson," I said. A large corner of the crowd cheered loudly, while everyone else just applauded. That large corner was made up of my new friends that I made today. "Let's get on with it then," the man said. Question 1, first team to answer wins, that's the way it works. We need to hit the buzzer on our pedestal, and only one person can do so each round. The question appeared on two screens. One over our heads, so the audience could see, and one on the other end of the room, so we could see. The question was, "In what season did Discord first appear." The answer was obvious, but Fluttershy group got it before us. Crap. Some minutes later. Pinkie Pie group was in the lead, ours in a close second, Fluttershy lagging behind a little, Twilight in last. Totally unexpected. Question 19, what is Pinkie Pie's full name. I hit the buzzer so hard, I nearly broke it, "Pinkamina Diane Pie." "Correct!" The man yelled. That put is with a tie for first. Some minutes later. There a total of 50 questions, we're on question 48. Rarity in the lead by 6 points, physically impossible for us to lose. Question 48, How many guards are in Shining Armour's unit. I slammed the buzzer again, "18." "Correct again!" Question 49, How many years old is Twilight Sparkle. I knew the answer, yes I totally knew it. It's a trick question. I slammed the buzzer once more, "Never ask a mare her age." "Oh my god, that's, that's correct," the man stuttered, "That was a bonus question, 10 points for your team, who is now leading by 17!" I couldn't resist rofl. So by the end, of course we won, no doubt about it. Twilight group, last place, had 3 points. Applejack with 4, Rainbow Dash with 7, Fluttershy with 10, Pinkie Pie with 16, and Rarity with 30. Not a total blackout, but close enough. Still alive, haven't gone insane yet.
EquestriaDate and Time Unkown "What the hell? What's going on here?" I backed away from the purple, alicorn? "I could ask you the same thing," the alicorn said, in a familiar voice, "what is a Human doing in Equestria?" "Wait wait wait, is your name, by any chance, Twilight Sparkle?" I asked. "Yes, it is. Were you there at the Fall Formal, or something?" "No," "Then how do you know my name?" I didn't really know how to break it to her. I can't just say that her world is a fictional television show that's meant to be appealing to 8 year old girls and 20 year old men, can I? "Ummm, lucky guess?" I blatantly spurt out. "Ok, let's move to more important questions. How did you get here?" "I don't know, I just did," "Are you sure?" "Yes," "Okay then," she finally wrapped up. There was a large crowd of ponies gathered around me and Twilight. Looked like a couple hundred, even, but I knew that visual perception wasn't that powerful. It would exaggerate almost anything. "So, if you know my name's Twilight, what else do you know about our world?" The question didn't surprise me, I knew she would ask that eventually. "Uhmm, can we not talk about that in the middle of a crowd?" "Oh, yeah sorry," Twilight led me into her tree-house library, alone with the other five. "So tell us what you know," she said. I began talking, and talking, and ended up telling them everything I knew about the show, fandoms, and everything. "and that you like Flash Sentry," I finished. Twilight blushed, obviously smitten. "So what are you doin here in our world? What's it like for you?" Applejack asked, taking off her hat, which she rarely did voluntarily. "Like I said, I don't know. I was going to bed, and I just appeared here 4 seconds later," I tried to explain again, but they just wouldn't understand. Strange how they can't in a world where magic is the center of the universe. "Well, until we can resolve this situation, your going to have to stay here, where you can't cause any panic," Twilight said, "I'm going to see Celestia." Sparkle, along with the over five, left the tree house, leaving me alone. I had no idea where all this light was coming from, it was only like, two windows, but everything was completely illuminated. I assessed the house, a huge ass library, a small kitchen, astronomy area, and a large bed, with a casket. I wonder who the casket was for. I sat on the ground for thirty minutes, thinking about my parents. What if they came back while I was gone. Then Applejack came back with a sandwich. "Thought you might be hungry," Applejack said. She tossed me the sandwich with raw veggies and a pack of hay. "Ummm.." "Something wrong with dat food? Or is dere just a spider in dere?" "Errr, no, but I don't usually eat raw vegetables and, hay," "Well what do you normally eat," Applejack seemed obviously annoyed. "You got any meat?" "Kah! How dare you!?" "What?" "I am a grown mare, how could I have any meat?" I thought for a second, "no no no, from where we come from, we, uhhh, cook dead animals, then eat them." Well, she wasn't angry anymore, she just stared at me in shock. "I ain letting you near mah farm, no way," Applejack took the sandwich back. "You can boil the vegetables, or heat them on a stove, do guys have stoves?" "Yeh, we have stoves," "Ok, do you, wanna, cook the veggies?" "Er, sure, I guess," and she trotted out of the tree house, leaving me alone in dim lighting from the holes at the very top.
Celestial SolutionsTwilight Sparkle, Rarity, and Pinkie Pie were already on the train to Canterlot. Fluttershy and Rainbowdash were consoling the local Ponyville residents, and assuring them that everything was fine, and Applejack was, making food for Eric. Twilight and the others trotted down the royal halls of the castle. "Celestia, we have matters of utmost urgency!" Twilight burst into the throne room, to find that Celestia wasn't even there. Instead, Luna sat in the throne. "Yes, Twilight? What's this matter of utmost urgency?" Luna asked. "Where's Celestia?" " Didn't she tell you, she has here own business to attend to, now what's the matter," "Like what, wait, never mind, do you know dark magic?" "Of course, I spent 2000 years trapped in the moon, what'd you expect I'd learn?" Twilight floated her a book written by Star Swirl the Bearded, titled Dark Magic: Section Humans. "Ahh, yes, humans, I've read about them, but they're just a myth, correct?" "We have one in Ponyville right now," Luna smirked, "You're not a child anymore, Twilight, now what's really going on?" "No, really, a human appeared in Ponyville this morning," "You're lying," "No, come and see," I'm wasn't a fan of veggies, more of a KFC and McDonalds addict, but I was really hungry. The food was gone in a matter of seconds, as Applejack stared at me in shock. "Not even I have an appetite like dat," "You'd be surprised what kind of appetite you have when your starving to hell," "I bet I would," It wasn't much to go on though, just a platter of lettuce and broccoli. "You guys have apples, right?" "Apples, apples? Of course I have apples, my family owns dozens of acres of apple trees," "Do you have any apples with you?" Without warning, an entire cart of food burst through the door, pushed by none other then Apple Bloom. "Jesus Christ!" I jumped. "Who?" Applejack asked, as they obviously didn't really know who god was. "Nevermind, so what do you have on there?" I stared, drooling at the cart of apple pastries, but I knew I would regret the question. "We got apple pies, apple fritters, apple turnovers, apple bagels, apple angles, apple crosses, apple on a stick, caramel apples, chocolate apples, apple tarts, apple cups, slappy apples, snappy apples, fished apples, laggy apples, zap apples, apple sauce, cabbage apples, and of course, apples. "My god," I gaped at the cart, the glorious, mouthwatering cart of deliciousness. "Can I.." "Of course, dig in!" Applejack and Apple Bloom didn't hesitate to start munching on the pies. I decided to take this slow, start from the apple fritters, then work my way up. But before I could even get within one yard of the cart, the door to the treehouse burst open once again, and in came Twilight, Dashie, Flutters, Rarity, Pinkie, and Luna. I expected the Sister of Equestria to be taller, turns out, I was just as tall as she, but in common courtesy, I still bowed in her presence. "No need for that," Luna approached me, obviously not afraid, "I've heard of your kind, from an old comrade of mine." "Starswirl the Bearded?" Luna looked at me, eyes widened in surprise, "Yes, how did you know? Only a few close friends of mine know that." "Lucky guess?" "Are really a human?" "Yessss," "Interesting, Twilight, may I speak with you?" Luna and Twilight converged in a corner of the treehouse, while the others just sat, obviously uncomfortable with the "yet another sentient being," situation. "Have I told you mares my name yet?" No answer, they just shuffled their hooves and found particular interest in their cutie marks. "Oook then, what about you, Pinkie?" Even though she's usually interested in everything, and I mean everything, she also did not answer. The indistinct whispering of Luna and Twilight wasn't the most intelligent thing that they've done. We could all hear them clearly. I didn't know whether human hearing was better than pony hearing, but I could make out every word they were saying. "You're confused. Twilight, it isn't dark magic, I actually have no idea what it is," "No, I'm pretty sure it's dark magic, why else would it be in a dark magic book?" "Well then, Starswirl the Bearded must've also been confused," "How can you tell?" "It's not that easy, but if you trance deep enough, you can find that there are no traces of shadow bonds on this human," "What if you're wrong? What if you tranced incorrectly, and what is a trance, anyway," "I'm certain that I did not trance incorrectly, and trancing is something you'll learn in the future," "But with the matter at hand, how are we to get this human back to his place of origin, the entire Equestria is going to freak out if they see him," "Don't worry Twilight, we'll think of something," And they broke, and came back to us. "So..., dark magic?" I shifted from leg to leg. "You heard?" Twilight looked to Luna. "We, all heard, dear," Applejack decided to speak up, seeing as to she's getting used to me, or something. It was just a matter of time. "Master, he is here," a deep voice grumbled. "Good," yet another deep voice, "get ready, for we will be victorious this time."
It Can Be Said"Okay Eric, why don't you introduce yourself to the town," Twilight gestured me to the curtains, with a smile, of course. "I don't know, the people seem pretty nervous, Maybe we should do this tomor-" "No, we do this now, or they will never get used to you. It's not easy to gather every single pony in Ponyville into one group." "Ok fine," I took deep breathes, and walked through the curtains onto the stage of the theater where everypony was. They all looked at me in fear, some looked at me in disgust, other in just pure awe. There was a microphone on the stage. I proceeded to grab it. "Erm.., uuhh.. Hi, everypony," sweat dripped down my neck. I was used to speaking in front of large crowds of people, but no ponies, this was a complete different story. "My name's Eric, and, I, umm..." A few ponies snickered, others, who seemingly feared me before began to sprout grins. Even I muttered some compromising jokes under my breath, but I pulled myself together. "So, um, you all think I'm some mythical creature, right? One you've never, ever seen? Well I can tell you, I'm not. I'm just like any one of you." A smartass pony from the crowd commented on that, "What do you mean, just like us? You're nothing like us." I decided to ignore it, "I come from a world, a place just like yours, where you are mythical creatures to us. From where I come from, we didn't have unicorns or pegasi, you just came from a dream of some very creative imaginations. Now I can tell you, this place here is much better than ours, our corrupted governments, dirty, polluted air, I'm glad to be here, but I have no idea how. I'm lost, I'm confused, and I need help. I have friends and family back home, and I have no idea how to get there. I'm just like any of you, I have emotions, I have feelings, I have knowledge, and most of all, I am just a mortal." I waited a couple seconds for that to sink in. I don't know how I did it. I wasn't one for speeches, much less oral representations. I don't even know how that all came from the top of my head. But it seemed to do the trick. All the ponies seemed to smile, or at least lose their fear of me. Some even clapped, which soon evolved into a standing ovation, or a pony equivalent to a standing ovation. I don't even know what it was for, I just gave a speech about myself. According to Twilight, the date was fourth moon, whatever that meant. I didn't really understand how they measured date and time here in Equestria. I understand they do have the standard clock time, but months, years, even days were kind of fuzzy. I always thought a moon was a unit of time, not a way to measure it. It's been three days since I gave that speech, and I've already made a couple friends outside of the Mane Six and Luna. Their names don't ring a bell in any side or background characters. Moonlight and Second Crescent, two brothers, dark colored ponies with deep navy blue eyes that were professionals in harvesting magic from the moon. Along with them, there were Sprinkletop, Saucyshot, Neolit, and Trina. Except, I spent most of my time in a well lit secluded room in Canterlot castle. I was really just under inspection by Luna and Celestia, I think Celestia, I haven't seen her yet, but I treated this experience as if I were an exclusive member to the community. Every morning, afternoon, and evening, I would get baked fish with bread and vegetables ranging from lettuce to carrots, in a box. It wasn't exactly au revoir, but it would have to do, as they had no idea what I ate, or how it was served. The clock struck 6:00, and Luna entered the room with my box of food. "How are you doing, Eric?" "Fine, you?" "I'm great, heres your food, how do you feel about salmon?" "Salmon, awesome," I said half-heartadly, "you know I eat my food of a plate, right? Just like you guys." "Okay, duly noted," Luna 'floated' me the box of food, and left. All I had to do was read books from a shelf of books, but I was allowed to go out any time I wanted, but the only time I did was get lost in the corridors, and end up in Celestia's dorm, where I was busted by Flash Sentry. Oh the irony. I'm still allowed to leave, I just see no reason to. I can do all the exercise in this room, with this hugeass 15 pound book, and I could run around all I wanted to, it was a pretty big room. I also had access to the porch. I tried to avoid that porch, evil, daunting porch. I the only thought I had when I stood out there was when I would get back to my world, if my friends and family were okay. The sun also almost blinded me, so. There was actually no rotation in Equestria. The sun didn't prance and move throughout the sky, it stayed in one area until nighttime came, and it slowly dipped down below the mountains. I wondered, if Celestia and Luna were sister princesses for Equestria, do other portions of the planet get the sun and moon? That's when it hit me, I would write down a list of questions not answered on my planet in our fandom, and then get these answers out to everybody. I grabbed the pad of paper and quill that was on my bedstand, and begin writing the question I just asked, and listed it as number 1. "Okay, what next?" I left my dorm and wandered around the halls. One thing I noticed was the acrylic glasslike art in all the paintings. It wasn't like the paintings we had, or resembled any proportion. It was just a jumble of straight lines formed to make a pony or whatever. It was like glass cathedral art. I wrote this down as number 2. "Interesting, interesting," I mumbled to myself I encountered a few royal guards on my walk, along with Owlsalicious, which meant Twilight was close. Something else also struck me, would it be possible for a human to compose magic? Of course this can't be answered simply by asking a question. I don't believe that it's possible, but if Twilight gave me a spell to temporarily make me a unicorn, or if Zecora administered a potion, I might just be able to be the first human to actually use real magic. A dark figure peeked around the corner of the hall. "Hello? Hey!" I tried to say hi to the pony, well, I thought it was a pony, it probably was, but I couldn't get a good look at it because it dashed away as soon as I opened my mouth. Of course, I chased after it like the idiot I am. "Yo! Stop! I just wanna say hi! BRO CHILLAX!" My suspicions were confirmed, it was a dark colored pony, but I had never seen it on the show. From this angle, the cutie mark looked like an upside down rose with a grey petal, it had a metallic like mane that represented a dark silverish color, and its coat was an extremely dark grey, HTML color code #2E2E2E. "Can you just stop for one second!" We were running straight past the bends to the mirror hall, which was a dead end, "stop, please!" I was slowly gaining on this pony because humans generally run faster, but this was one helluva speedy one. Right before I cornered him at the largest mirror, he turned around. I got a good glimpse at his face, scarred, steely, yellowy eyes, but couldn't make out any features as I was blinded by a huge flash of rainbow light, and was thrown back with much force, and I think that every single mirror in the room broke. I couldn't get up, but I could clearly notice that the pony that I was chasing wasn't here any more. I lie on the ground, head pounding, ans possible massive blood loss at the consideration of the millions of shards of glass that just fell on me. Slowly my sight faded, and I fell asleep.
A Dream of RealityFebruary 25, 2013 Turns out, one of my cos-play friends lived right upstairs, on the ninth floor. Awesome, someone to hang out with. Well, like 3/4 of a year and my parents hadn't returned. But never lose hope, never lose sight. My watch beeped 2:00 A.M, but I really didn't care. I sat back, making some brony videos for YouTube. I didn't know what do anymore, no more parents to guide me, just slowly becoming the albino in my dark room. I wonder when I would've needed glasses. "Guess it's time for bed, right Fluttershy?" I glanced at the picture of Fluttershy on my wall. Yes, that's how crazy I've become. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, then lie down on my bed. I closed my eyes. "Reality is reality isn't it, it's not like someone can just dream into another reality, not like you can just teleport to your fantasy in a blink of an eye, reality isn't a dream, where you can control what happens," I recited Margaret E. Wilson. I've been asleep for awhile, when a red glow encased my vision for a couple seconds, pretty faint. Thought it was a car. I opened my eyes for a couple seconds, just to immediately close them again. It was so bright, and my bed had become so hard. I slowly peeled open my eyelids, to look up at blue sky, with still clouds and many birds, many fat birds. "What the hell?" I said. I realized I wasn't on my bed anymore. I stood up, on top of luscious green grass. Then suddenly I realized I was staring a purple pony square in the face, and it was not a dream. Author's Note Sequel to be written.
