A Fugitive In Equestria

Wayne and Gentle Breeze- as she had introduced herself as- talked in his small hospital room. He liked her. And she liked him.

"So, what do y'all do fer fun 'round a castle?" Wayne asked.

"Well, I usually read when I get a boring assignment. Or sometimes, I talk to my friend Sky.

"Sky?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, you've met her. Orange coat, blackish-blue mane?"

"Oh yeah..." he said in realization. "I remember her. She was the one with ya in my dream."

Breeze raised an eyebrow at him. "You were dreaming about us?"

"Yeah," he said casually. "How could I not? With y'all two being the sexy, multicolored, magical, winged, talkin' ponies that you are," he said in a sultry voice and making kissing faces at her.

Her face turned bright red and she looked away from him.

"But don't worry. Ya just stood there an' looked cute. She was the one that was showin' off her skills," he said, leaning closer to her.

"W- wha... Are y- you serious?!" she yelled, scooting away from him. She hit the wall.

"Yeah, an' she was pretty good too. Fer a pony I mean. An' I had no idea that yer tongues were shaped like that."

"W- what?!" she practically screamed, turning to face him with wide eyes.

He stuck his tongue out and lashed it around in the air, making the most disturbing noises she had ever heard in her life.

The door slammed open.

Breeze and Wayne both turned to see who was there. Breeze's entire head looking like a ripe tomato, and Wayne still with his tongue sticking out of his mouth.

Sky Fire stood there, her face a much darker shade of orange than normal. "You'd better be lying!" she screamed at him as she tackled him off of the bed.

"Sky!" Breezed yelled.

Sky was on top of him, glaring down with the intent to kill. "Say it! Say that you're lying! If you don't say it I'll tear you apart!"

He smirked up at her. "But if I say that I'm lyin', I'll be lyin'. So by lyin' about lyin', I would still be tellin' the truth. So therefor it would be impossible fer me ta say that I'm lyin'."

She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it after a minute of nothing coming out.

"Perhaps young Sky Fire is trying to say that she is embarrassed that you think of her this way," said a large blue pony as it walking into the room. "Especially since she thinks of you that way as well," she finished.

Everybody in the room turned to face the princess as she said this. The two ponies had huge blushes, but Wayne simply raised an eyebrow.

"Now, creature, or Wayne, we wish to talk with you," the princess said.

Wayne stood up as Sky Fire got off of him. He looked the princess with an expressionless face. "Lead the way," he said simply.

***

They walked in silence down the seemingly never-ending corridors of the castle. They had been walking for almost an hour now without saying even one word to each other. Wayne refused to be the one to speak first, so he just waited for the princess to say what she wanted to.

They turned a corner and Wayne saw a large balcony overlooking a small town in the distance. They walked to it, looking out at the great expanse of land. In the distance, Wayne could see a huge desert with no end. Next to that, there was a large area with no green, just the brown of dirt and decay. He could also see an ocean on two sides of the land. A giant forest, thick with trees was near the small town. And for the first time, he saw that a huge city was resting on the clouds above the town he first saw. The scene was magnificent.

"What do you see, Wayne?" the princess asked.

"I... I see yer country," he answered.

"Yes, that is obvious. But look beyond appearances. Then tell me what you see."

He leaned forward over the railing slightly. "I... I see that half of the country is all green with trees, an' has towns scattered all 'round the place," he started.

The princess nodded at him. "And what of the other places of this country?"

"Well, they're dead. Barely anythin' lives in deserts, an' that place over there," he pointed to the large, rocky expanse of dirt and dead mountains, "well, it don't look like anythin' could even live close ta that."

"That is correct. It does appear that way," she said.

He looked at her. "But there is somethin' there, ain't there?" he asked slowly.

She only nodded.

"An' because of how many guards got killed, an' without the other princess..."

"We may be weak to an attack," she finished.

There was a silence between the two of them.

"I need ta get back ta my home, princess. Every day more people die," he told her sadly.

She nodded again. "We have no doubt that your world is in chaos. But we must ask a favor of you."

Wayne raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"When you think of this world, know that any trouble that comes to pass, was because of you," she said darkly.

There was another silence between them.

"Can I say goodbye?" he asked the princess.

She looked at him for a long moment. Then she lit up her horn and pointed it at his chest. "No." The light from her horn shot forward and slammed into Wayne, knocking him over the railing.

He fell fast, hurtling towards the ground at lightning speed. He fell, farther and farther down, his coat whipping around him as he went.

His wrist made a noise.

He looked and saw that a set of coordinates flashed across the screen of the monitor strapped to him. He recognized them.

As he fell there was no sound- other than his coat flapping in the wind. He thought about the two ponies that were going to be wondering where he was. Would they miss him? No, that was impossible. They had only just met. But... Wayne felt as though... No, he couldn't-

THUD

Wayne gasped as the breath was knocked out of him. He laid there for God knows how long, looking like a fish out of water trying to breathe again. By the time he could suck in air, he was red in the face and felt like his lungs were about to explode.

"Aahhh! Ya... stupid... fuckin'... pony..." he gasped out between breaths. "I'm gonna... kill ya... An' then... I'll fuckin' eat ya..."

Wayne rolled onto his side and pushed himself up, gasping in pain. He was in a swamp. A familiar swamp. He walked along the dry areas of the swampy forest until he came upon a road. It was a worn out freeway that was too small for its purpose. He started walking down the road until he saw a sign. He read the sign, then he smiled.

Louisville, MS: 7 miles

He was home.