Sam was plucking away at his guitar, nothing really coming out but random chords. Sam put his guitar down and turned his light off. Sam jumped into bed and let the darkness overtake him, it was easier since he had a long day of work.
Sam woke up in a field. Sam thought ‘Woah... was I own any drugs last night?’ Sam grabbed the grass and felt it, it felt smooth almost like silk. ‘Odd, I never knew grass was silk like...’ Sam stood up and looked to his right, there was his old house from 1998 when he lived with his parents. ‘What is happening?’ Sam walked over to the house and inspected it, he opened the door up and shouted “Anybody home?!” Sam received no response, he stepped inside, throwing his coat to the side and taking his shoes off. Sam thought out loud “This brings back a lot of memories from my childhood” Sam looked in the living room and seen the furniture was there but it was more new and didn’t have that 80s feel to it.
Sam went up to his bedroom and noticed that it was basically his bedroom in his apartment but the difference was that his electric guitar was an acoustic guitar, there was also loads of posters of his favourite bands hanging upon the walls. Sam walked over to the dresser and opened it up, new furnished clothes with many of his favourite band’s logo on them. Sam questioned himself “I never owned any of this stuff...” He walked downstairs and sat down on the couch, noticing that he had a TV. Sam grabbed the remote and turned it on, nothing but black and white. Sam sighed and turned the TV off wondering what he should do....
Sam was interrupted by an abrupt knocking on the door that snapped him out of his daze, Sam rushed towards the door. “Yes?” Sam then was dazed as he was looking down at a purple pony. The pony screamed and bolted off towards god knows where. Sam now was certain that his friends slipped him a mickey....
Sam went back into his living room and noticed there was a stack of DVDs in the corner, Sam knelled and looked through them all “The Doors Live, Queen Live at Wembley, Led Zeppelin Live, The Guess Who Reunion Live... Man why is everything in this house associated with music!” Sam grabbed the DVDs and put them back on the pile. Sam sighed and thought aloud “Well at least I’ll be able to entertain myself here for however long I’ll be stuck here for.”
Sam was watching The Doors Live and was enjoying it, he was now attempting to transfer electric guitar sounds onto the acoustic, but he wasn’t having a very good time since that where his fault was, acoustics; his ears were meant for electric guitars, not acoustics. Sam was playing the last verse of ‘Riders on the Storm’ as his stomach growled. Sam knew what that was and stood up placing his guitar down and went to the kitchen to retrieve some food. Sam looked in the fridge and noticed something. It was chock full of vegetables, fruit, bread, and some other miscellaneous food. “Wow, I never bought this much food.” Sam reached in and grabbed the milk, drinking it, he put the milk back. Sam looked into the other cabinets, food everywhere, but not a single morsel of meat in sight.
After Sam filled himself up with some ketchup chips he was pacing around his living room wondering what he should do next. Sam thought aloud “Well I can go outside and explore, but I know absolutely nothing about this place and its inhabitants...” Sam picked his choice and that was to man the fort down. Sam just jumped on the couch reached into his pocket and pulling out his wallet, his iPod, and a few dollars. “Well at least I have my iPod...” Sam put the contents back into his pocket and kicked his feet up relaxing, going over what might’ve happened last night.
After a few hours of doing nothing he heard another knock at his door which knocked him out of his stupor, but it held confidence behind it. Sam stood up and rushed to the door, he flung it open and this time he seen 5-ponies, one orange, one white, one blue, one purple, and a pink one. “What is that thing?” The blue one yelled out. Sam quickly retaliated “I have a name you know, It’s Sam.” All of them looked shocked as this thing was speaking. “I-I-it can speak?” The white one said. All of them were looking at him in confusion. Sam was feeling awkward “Would you—I mean—Would you want to come in?” They were all speechless until the purple on spoke “W-we’d love to” They all scurried into his house and Sam brought them into his living room.
They all sat down and Sam just sat at his leather chair feeling the air of unease. All the ponies were staring at him and Sam said “Would you like some music...?” They all slowly nodded their heads in agreement. “Live or CD?” They were confused at what these words were and the pink one spoke up “What’s live mister?” Sam realized that ponies didn’t have music. “Oh, it’s when somebody plays music, but the person actually plays in front of you.” They all said “We’d like live.” Sam reached over for his acoustic guitar and began to strum the opening to “Takin’ Care of Business” his arm glowed slightly brown and the drums, they keyboard, and the secondary guitar played out of thin air. Sam readied his lips and began to sing the first verses
They get up every morning from the alarm clock's warning
Take the eight-fifteen into the city
There's a whistle up above and people push and people shove
And all the girls, who try to look pretty
And if your train's on time you can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed look at me I'm self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
As Sam was singing all the ponies were looking at him in astonishment. Sam was singing the rest of the song and noticed the other instruments playing but he was having a good time showing off. Sam stringed the last chord and he slapped the strings to end the song. Sam instantly felt a wave of awkwardness wash over him as he forget he was performing in front of people and let himself go. “Did you haha... like that?” Sam rubbed the back of his head rustling his short hair. All of them were speechless until the blue one spoke up “Did we ever!” all of them started to agree with her right after. The purple one spoke up “What is that thing you’re holding?” Sam looked at his guitar and said “Oh this? It’s an acoustic guitar.” Sam then began to strum out the opening to ‘American Woman’. All the girls were focused in on him. “Oh, I almost drifted off again...” All the girls ‘awed’ as he stopped. Sam put his guitar down and his guitar playing broke the ice. The pink one shouted ecstatically “Let’s introduce ourselves, come on!”
The pink one appeared in a blur in front of him and shook his hand. “Hello! My name is Pinkie Pie!” She zipped over to the couch. “Hello my name is Rarity.” Rarity shook his hand elegantly. “Hello mai’ name is Applejack.” Applejack shook his hand hard. “Hello my name is Twilight.” Twilight shook his hand normally. “Hello my name is Rainbow Dash!” Rainbow Dash shook his hand hard, but not as hard as Applejack.
All the girls sat down and they were staring at him, Pinky Pie spoke “Well, you should introduce yourself too silly!” Sam instantly realized that he said “Well, my name is Sam Rogers, I’m 27, I love music as you can see. I am very smart but choose to keep to myself and not shoot my mouth off a lot.” All the girls just took it, since they didn’t really argue since they haven’t actually introduced themselves, minus their names.
As they all scurried out of the home Sam seen the sun was starting to set, Sam shut all the blinds and curtains. Sam went upstairs and took a quick shower. Sam looked into the mirror; his 5’o clock shadow was thickening up, it was sort of wispy at the ends now. Sam thought ‘Meh, it’s not like I’m supposed to be dressed up for anything special or anything.’ He looked at his other features, he had a fair build but didn’t have any fat. Sam’s hair was black, short and messy too. He had sea green eyes. Overall he thought he was handsome.
Sam crept into his bedroom and crawled into his bed, he grabbed his iPod and turned it on, going to his “Easy Listening” section, the first song that came up was “The Doors – Light My Fire” Sam grabbed his pillow and fluffed it up, he threw his blanket over himself and shut his eyes, letting himself drift off.
A/N: Yeah I walked a mile for you guys to get this A/N up. Modem cord is screwed up, might not update for awhile. But I'll probably release the chapters when it's fixed, I'm not taking any breaks. I'm typing this from my tablet, only this A/N though.
Sam’s alarm was blaring; he almost jumped up out of his bed since he wasn’t use to being woken up like that. “Jesus Christ!” Sam instantly reached for it and threw it, the cord violently coming undone off the wall. Sam then rubbed his forehead. “Ugh... Sam stood up and went over to the blinds, opening them up. “Well, I guess I’m still here.” He had a pretty good view of a forest. He walked back to his bed and sat on the edge, he reached over for his iPod and checked it, ‘The Beatles – Back in the USSR’ was playing as he was checking the time, and He mumbled “8:30...” He set the iPod back down onto its stand.
After awhile he went to the bathroom real fast and walked downstairs. He was making himself an omelet, sliding in two pieces of bread into the toaster and cut up an orange. Sam sat down at the table, enjoying his meal. He continued to eat in silence. Sam’s thoughts started to drift off to possibilities and what’s happening on earth. He was pondering what his family and girlfriend are thinking of right now, about how he suddenly went missing.
After his breakfast he went upstairs investigating the rest of the house. Sam peered into his brother’s bedroom, nothing special. It had a bedroom, a dresser, and a nightstand with a lamp on it. He progressed to his parent’s bedroom, the master bedroom. He looked inside, a king sized bed with regal looking designs on the blankets, he also noticed the wood was perfectly finished with intricate designs. The floor was a dark brown, while the rest of the house had light brown flooring. Overall the master bedroom was the best.
He went to the basement, and noticed something. “Wow, that’s a lot of instruments...” He looked around seeing various instruments, guitars on the left side hanging on the wall, and classical instruments on the right with a drum kit in the corner, there was also a glass room where it looked like recording was done.
'I guess I'll fiddle with the instruments later' Sam thought. He went back upstairs, he sat on the leather chair just staring off into space ‘Well I have basically everything I could ask for, but it’s just not right... I'm missing something’ Sam heard a knock at the door. Sam sat up again, but not running to the door this time, just a casual pace.
Sam opened the door and seen that purple pony Twilight Sparkle. But it returned with a huge white horse and a grayish blue one. The white one fixed her posture and spoke “And what do we have here?” She walked into his house and Sam backed up a little, she started to pace around him, sizing him up. The black one also walked in looking around the house. Sam started to feel intimidated due to her size. “Hmm” the big white one said as she was sizing him up. Sam instantly felt a tug at his right arm as a white aura enshrouded his forearm. The big white horse inspected his arm. “Umm... horse thingy? What is this?” He asked in a nervous tone. She said “My name is Princess Celestia and I’m a pony, not a horse.” He responded with a simple “Oh” Celestia continued to investigate him and then stepped back along with the blue pony.
The one named Celestia and the blue pony went outside and had a private chat with Twilight Sparkle. Sam started to feel that they were being rude; they just barge in, size him up, and then have a private chat outside. He shut the door and walked over to his couch; he turned on the TV and slid in “Led Zeppelin Live”. He reached for the remote and turned it up; he just ignored the knocks on the door. Sam instantly heard something loud, he seen the turn was ripped right off its hinges. Sam yelled “Why did you do that!?” Celestia retorted with “Well, you were being rude to us” He instantly rubbed his temples and murmured “Stupid” and just walked back to his couch.
Princess Celestia was fuming with anger at how this creature was treating her. She walked over to the living room and saw him lounging on his couch. Celestia then instantly realized how hot headed she was, she took a few deep breaths and watched the creature as it was watching something on a glass pane. She sat down and spoke up “What is this you’re doing?” Sam was still staring at the TV “Watching a DVD” Celestia didn’t have any clue what this DVD was, so she inquired “What is this DVD?” Sam realized they didn’t have most things he had, he’d be explaining a lot of things to them during his stay. “Also what is this strange noise?” He instantly responded “Oh, that’s rock, a genre of music. You guys have it here right?” Celestia nodded, the only musicians she knew of were Octavia and Vinyl Scratch. “We have some music, but nothing like this.”
They sat there for a bit and Celestia spoke up again “Explain this ‘rock’ to me” Sam responded quickly “Well, it’s a genre that was formed a little bit before I was born, I’m 27, it’s where you have a guitar, a wooden or steel object that has strings you pluck, they have 2, a bass and a guitar. They also have drums which you hit, it makes different sounds. You can have other instruments too. Plus there is also a singer that says words.” Celestia absorbed this info. She thought to herself ‘It’s basically an orchestra but only 4 people’
Princess Celestia stood up and went over to the door. She was talking to the blue pony. Sam took note of this and wondered what was up. The blue pony walked in and sat on the floor, she spoke up “Hello, what is your name?” Sam responded “My name is Sam, you?” She replied “Luna” Sam instantly felt the air shift, she was tense. He grabbed the remote and paused the DVD, it paused halfway in ‘Led Zeppelin – The Battle of Evermore’ Sam asked Luna “Would you like something to eat?” She replied with “Yes, please.”
Both of them were in the kitchen. Sam asked her what she wanted and she said “It doesn’t matter” He replied with a simple "Ok"he reached in and got some bread, lettuce, tomatoes, and mayonnaise. He put the sandwich together, and handed it to her. Luna grabbed the Sandwich and took a small bite. She made an ‘Mmm’ sound; He noticed that she liked it. He told her to wait there for a minute. He came back with his iPod. He led Luna back into the living room. Sam turned the volume on his iPod up, he flipped to the S section of the bands, he found it ‘The Steve Miller Band’ he clicked it and then clicked ‘The Joker’. He set it down on the edge of the couch. Luna overheard the conversation about ‘Rock’; she thought rock sounded pretty good.
Sam just relaxed back into his couch and shut his eyes. He started to drift off, falling asleep. Luna looked at him and remembered what her sister told her ‘Keep him company, tell me if anything is off about him.’ Princess Luna moved to the side of the couch and then rested her head on the edge. Luna slowly shut her eyes; she noticed how homey this house was. She started to think about this man named ‘Sam’ but realized she was slowly falling asleep, but for some reason she felt safe around him.
Sam woke up and felt something on his lap; he looked down and noticed it was Luna. His hand was rested on her mane. His first thought ‘Awkward...’ He shifted and Luna began to stir, Luna’s eyes opened and then she looked at Sam. Luna didn’t know what was up until she realized her head was on his lap. Luna blushed at this and she quickly stood up. Sam was trying to look away. He reached for his iPod and put it in front of his face to obscure Luna’s vision from his face.
Sam set his iPod back down and he was now on his playlist, ‘Joyous Tunes’ which was composed of a lot of Boston and Queen. They both sat there, listening to ‘Boston – Foreplay – Long Time’.
Luna’s mind was racing, she thought Sam’s view on her was negative now, she thought he was thinking that she was a pervert and he didn’t want to see her. However she quickly shot down these thoughts.
Sam stood up and broke the silence “I guess I should make some dinner” He walked over to the kitchen as Luna just sat there. Sam stretched as he was walked. He turned the lights on and pulled out a pan. He put the pan on the stove and he pulled out a cutting board from the drawer. Sam walked over to the fridge and pulled out a load of vegetables. He grabbed a knife from the drawer again and started to cut each vegetable into pieces. He greased the Pan and he turned the heat on. He threw the onions in first. After that he began to stir and threw the rest of the vegetable. ‘Supper is starting to look good’ Sam thought to himself.
After awhile of cooking Sam finally finished making Supper. Sam realized something ‘No meat...’ Sam instantly felt depressed, but he remembered he had a guest over and he knew ponies don’t eat meat... or do they? Sam readied both of their plates; the difference thought was that he put some more pepper onto his plate. He called out “Luna! Supper’s ready!” Sam set the table and then he realized that this table wasn’t meant for ponies. Sam brushed the thought off and began to dig in.
Luna walked into the kitchen and looked around not seeing Sam, she walked into the door to the left and then seen him sitting at the table. Luna walked to the opposite end of the table where her plate was placed, Luna used her magic and grabbed the chair and put it off to the side. She looked at her plate and wondered what this was. “It’s... good... try it” Sam said in between chewing. She seen he had a fork in his hand, Luna grabbed her fork and picked a piece of green pepper up and took a little bite. ‘Wow this is great’ Luna thought to herself as she started to dig in.
After supper Sam walked into the living room and noticed the sun was starting to set. Luna noticed that through the little openings in the curtains. “Sorry, but I have to go” Luna dismissed herself and she was walking towards the door “Hey, thanks for the company. Come back anytime!” Sam said as she left.
After she left Sam did the dishes, he jumped on the couch. He shut his iPod off. He was too lazy to grab the charger anyways so he left it at that. Sam sat there, realizing that there was barely any conversation today. He thought ‘I guess I’ll have to take the initiative to small talk.’
A/N: There might be some erros but It's about 4:46 as I'm writing this and I have advanced math classes in the morning so yeah. I'll add a chapter about every 2 days, but if I have that gut feeling I'll try to add a chapter sooner. Anyways I have to hit the hay, I can already feel the effects of writing at 4:00. Plus the 2 cups of coffee is wearing off... the fatigue is setting in. There was a lot of "Sam" in the rough draft, I think a lot is an understatement.