What you call "Ponies" I call "Tuesday"

After picking myself up, Harry landed, and the three of us made our way over to the table. Harry and I sat opposite of the other 6. I was amazed by the spread laid before us, a variety of different foods. I really didn’t care about variety, I found a few pieces of fruit, and some kind of pastry, with what I assumed were apples inside.

After placing my newly acquired food on my plate, I turned to Celestia, and was about to ask who these new faces were before I heard her beat me to the punch.

“David, I bet you’re wondering who these ponies are, in front of you,” She said, giving me one of those “I knew you were gonna ask that” smiles. I hate it when people can read my mind.

“Ehh, yeah, I am, and I’m sure Harry is as well,” I said, turning over to see my friend already stuffing his face with some of the bounty spread before us. I sighed and turned back to Celestia, and flashed an uneasy grin. It wouldn’t take a mind reader to know why, Harry was chewing as audibly as possible, so everyone in attendance could hear him.

“Yes, well, I think I’ll let them introduce themselves,” Celestia said, levitating a cup of tea up to her mouth. She had just started to take a sip when the purple unicorn spoke up.

“Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle, it’s a pleasure to meet you two,” she said, giving a warm smile. Honestly, I was about to take a bite of one of the pears on my plate, but I retreated and let out a snicker when I heard her name.

“What’s wrong, was it something I said,” Twilight asked, a worried look now gracing her face.

“Oh, nothing, back where we come from, there is a book series about a vampire, but instead of having the usual weakness of burning in the sunlight, he sparkles, and the first book in the series is called ‘Twilight’” I said, letting out another small snicker. She didn’t understand, and I never read the series, myself. I only know that it was in production to be made into a movie back on Earth.

After her, the little lizard was the next to speak up. You know, other than the fact he was eating gems like hard candy, he woulda come off as almost cute. Almost, not quite, but almost.

“The name’s Spike and I’m a dragon,” Spike said, puffing his chest out. Okay, so he’s a dragon. He looks like a lizard, so sue me if that was my first impression. I decided now would be a good time to get a quick bite in, while we wait for his ego to deflate.

“And I am Rarity, and I must say it is an honor to meet one with such an… interesting sense of fashion,” said the white unicorn, gesturing at my coat with a hoof. I honestly couldn’t tell if she was being serious, of if she was trying to not offend me.

“Uhh, thanks, I guess…” I managed to spit out, swallowing down yet another bite of my pear. I honestly didn’t think I’d get any mention about the coat.

“It’s definitely unique, to say the least,” she said, giving me a forced smile.

“Dude, she’s totally hitting on you,” Harry said, loud enough for everyone to hear, and it brought an awkward silence, followed by Rarity splashing the rest of her tea on Harry, and storming out of the room.

“I think you made her angry,” I whispered to Harry, stifling my laughter for later.

“I…” Harry managed to get out before Spike got up, and ran after her, after giving my tea stained friend a very angry glare.

“I apologize for my friend, in advance,” I said, motioning for Harry to dry the tea up before it becomes his new coat color.

“Heh, it’s fine, I’m sure she woulda got all bent outta shape about somethin’ else, ah’m sure, th' name’s Applejack, and I run Sweet Apple Acres,” said the brown pony with the cowboy hat. She was smirking at us. Well, less at “us” and more at the tea coated pegasus currently dab-drying himself.

At this point, I saw a little yellow triangle on the edge of the table, where the empty chair was. The triangle slowly rose up, revealing part of the head of yet another pony. Her coat was a pale yellow, and her mane was pink. I almost thought she was hiding behind it because it was covering most of her face. The only part we saw clearly was her right eye, and it was on the verge of being covered by the mass of pink.

“Uhh… mm… y-you s-s-should go apologize, if you don’t mind, t-that is, umm,” she stammered out. Barely audible, especially in the room we were in.

“Say again,” Harry and I said, leaning across the table. This was the last straw, because when we did that, she immediately dropped down and started hiding under the table again. We sat back and I sighed. Harry shrugged, unsure as of what to do.

“Wait here, I’ll be right back,” I said, and before anyone could ask what I was gonna do, I dropped under the table, and started crawling over to the scared yellow pony. On my way over, I noticed she had wings, and her flank had a mark of 3 butterflies.

“Hey, what’s the matter, is it something we said,” I questioned, trying to invoke an answer from the cowering pegasus. She wimpered, and didn’t even look me in the eye.

“Come on now, it’s not like we’re going to chew your face off or anything,” I said, giving her a quick smile. Wrong choice of words, as she immediately backpedaled away from me, and ran behind one of the pillars. I looked around, and had 3 sets of eyes looking at me, under the table.

“Oh, don’t mind her, Fluttershy is always like this around new ponies,” Twilight said plainly. Well, it would’ve helped to know that earlier, oh well, guess I’ll have to add that to the list of things I have to apologize for later.

I sighed, and decided to climb back into my seat and resume the meal. However, something didn’t feel quite right. I couldn’t place my hoof on it. Something was… missing…

“PINKIE PIE, AWAY,” Harry and I spun around to see the pink mare loaded into a cannon, just as the fuse finished burning. In the next instant, she was launched out of the cannon and landed right into us, laying us onto the table, and into a good portion of the food.

“What just happened,” Harry said, turning to look at the pink pony, whose right foreleg was wrapped around his neck (guess where her other leg was, and no, not anyplace dirty. Rule 34 can bite me, we aren’t running that kind of show here.)

“Hee hee, well silly, it’s not every day we get to meet somepony new, and I figured that you were a prankster of some kind, and if you’re a prankster, that means you and me might be able to hang out, and if we hang out, we can definitely play some awesome pranks on everyone,” she said, taking a quick bite out of one of the pastries that she didn’t absolutely destroy.

I was too stunned to say anything. Not only did she just choke me out a few minutes ago, but she just shot herself out of a cannon at me AND my friend. This was just a bit too strange for my tastes. Also, how did she get the cannon?

I never leave home without my party cannon, silly.

You don’t say.

I don’t?

Do you?

I do?

…

Yeah, anyways…

In the hallway

“How dare he make such an assumption,” Rarity fumed, storming up and down the hall. “How dare he, of all the accusations I’ve had to suffer through, his was just the most infuriating, insensitive, and flat out rudest of them all!”

“Oh, it’s okay, Rarity, I’m sure he’s regretting it right now, and is just trying to find a way to apologize to you right now,” Spike said, trying to comfort the distraught mare.

“I doubt it, but it’s nice of you to think so, Spike,” Rarity said, relaxing her posture, some. She took a deep breath, before turning to look at the baby dragon. Spike gave her a reassuring smile, and she just couldn’t stay mad. Reluctantly, she decided she would head back to the dining hall, and join her friends there.

“Spike, I’m heading back to the dining hall, I suddenly have a strong need for a cup of tea,” she said, turning to head back towards the very room she wanted to get away from.

“Sure thing, Rarity,” Spike said, and without losing his grin, followed the unicorn down the hall.

Back to the breakfast

“Well, I suppose that’s one way to introduce yourself,” I said, giving Pinkie a nervous look. She nodded vigorously at me, before bouncing around the table, somehow shaking off all the bits of food that clung to her mane and body.

Harry leaned in close and whispered,” She scares me, is she always gonna be like this,” I turned to look him in the face. He wasn’t joking, his face had a mask of pure terror as his eyes followed the pink mare on her path around the room.

“Uhh… I think it would be safe to assume ‘yes,’” I said, remembering how she was in my dream the night before. Honestly, I think she might’ve had too much candy this morning, but I don’t see how anything can eat that much before noon. I rubbed my head with my hoof before turning to face Celestia.

Her eyes were wide as they followed the hyperactive pink mare’s bouncing. Obviously whatever Pinkie does, worries her to some degree.

“Hey, Celestia, I have a question,” I said, thrusting my hoof into the air, like we used to do in school. It was a habit I couldn’t drop since then. Yeah, you can only imagine how awkward it gets at social gatherings. Anyways, she snapped out of her trance, and turned to me, trying to forget the random display that had just happened moments before.

“Ehh, yes, what is it,” she replied, trying to find the strength to smile, but having it come up short as her eyes kept flicking back and forth from Pinkie to me.

“I don’t think you brought these ladies here for our benefit, at least not entirely, so if you don’t mind me asking, and I don’t mean any offense by this, but, who exactly are they,” I stumbled over the question, I didn’t throw enough thought in it to make much sense, as she then focused on me, ignoring the pink pony as she made her 6th or so lap around the room.

“What do you mean, my little pony,” she asked, worry on her face replaced by confusion. Yeah, this is gonna take some rewording… Also, 'my little pony,' something like that didn't sit right with me, but I couldn't place my...hoof... on it at the time.

“Well, I mean no offense by this, but this is the strangest group I’ve seen in ever, and I have to ask, what brings them together and why bring them here, to meet two complete strangers,” I said, hoping that this one made a bit more sense. Luckily it did, as she regained her posture.

“Well…” she said.

“Oh boy, story time!” Pinkie shouted abruptly from across the room. She then sped around the room, rearranging the seats, and moving the table aside. We now caught ourselves sitting in a circle, with Celestia and Luna sitting at the head. Following around it from Luna’s side, sat Applejack, Fluttershy, Harry, Myself, Pinkie, Rarity’s empty chair, Spike’s empty chair, and Twilight. Pinkie then took her seat next to me, and pulled a bag of popcorn out from under her seat.

“Okay, continue,” said the hyperactive pink mare, tossing a couple pieces of popcorn into her mouth. Okay, that was the coolest thing I’ve seen yet.

About this time, we heard the doors open, and everyone turned to see a certain white unicorn, with a small purple and green dragon next to her.

Ahhhhh crap, just when it was settling down, too…

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Author’s Note: Okay, this chapter was a tad hard to write. Now, be gentle, I tried to get everyone’s personality right, but I had some real life stuff going on that kind of distracted me. Instead of having this as one big chapter, I’ve decided I’m gonna make this a 2 parter, or maybe 3, I don’t know, we’ll have to see. Anyways… I hope you all enjoy, and if you don’t at least wait until about noon before you show up with the torches and pitchforks.