Welcome to Ponyville

by Darkspeed569

Rating: teen
Tags: Alternate Universe, Sad, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Spike, Tragedy
Length: 4112

After a failed science experiment at the 2018 International Science Fair, 15 year old Joseph Speed get transported to a new world of friendship, kindness, and happy ponies. At first, life is good. He meets all of the mane six and some other ponies and he find himself happy. But all goes to hell when Queen Chrysalis and King Sombra team up seeking revenge on the ponies who had defeated them before. Will Joseph be able to save the new world he has come to know and love dearly? Or will his efforts cause a massive apocalypse of the world, causing the fall of Equestria.

Published 2013-10-27 15:50:07 UTC
Last updated 2013-10-27 15:50:07 UTC

I Get Stuck in another Demension

Prologue:

Before I start, let me introduce myself. My name is Joseph. Some of my friends call me Joe, but I like Joey. I’m considered one of what you call a scientific computer nerd. I’m “in the animation business”, and according to other people, I am really good at it. I have a YouTube account where I upload my animations for people to see. Although many people say my animations are terrible, I only pay attention to the comments and messages that say I’m doing well. There’s just something about making people appreciate what I do that drives me to do even better. I just love making people think good of me. My videos get at least 5-10 hundred views in a month. Most of them are people who only critique my work and are only there to make fun of it, but as I said before, I don’t care what they say. I mean, I know why a lot of people hate my work, and it’s because that it’s usually parodies of the famous HUB TV show, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Yes, that’s right. I’m what people are calling, a brony. I watch the show, and participate in the panels and bronycons or whatever you call those things.

I am one of those scientific nerds that always have those cool science projects with making things levitate, or generating power out of the simple heartbeat of a human. Seems pretty advanced for a 15 year old kid huh? I often think about that. Why am I the one with these talents? Why couldn't these talents be given to someone else? I don’t know, but I’m taking these talents and using them to my advantage. Building amazing science projects, creating sensational animations. It’s all just awesome to me.

Okay. So I’m writing this story because I want to tell you all of my most treasured and haunting experiences that I’ve ever had in my life, and that I will ever have. It all starts with the 2018 International Science Fair….

Part 1:

The science fair was in two days and I was just about ready for my presentation. This was the big deal. The International Science Fair. Only the best of the best get into this kind of thing. I was doing was I was basically going to create a vortex that just spins around and looks cool. The vortex isn't meant to do anything except amaze the judges. I have worked on this project for about 1.25 years or 15 months now and I hope. What the simple machine does is in the area that the vortex is to appear, the molecular structure of the cells in that area are torn, and replaced into the shape of a vortex. There are two shafts on each side of the main box that are pointed in an upward position. On the shafts are the things that took me the longest which are the pods that allow the structure to be torn by weakening the molecules and cutting through them, creating the vortex. It’s almost done. I just need to add some exterior detail to make it look more organized. I would be done now and just use the model I have now, but my O.C.D. says otherwise.

It was a very quiet and late Wednesday night while I was working on the finishing touches to my project. I needed to get some rest. But I just wanted to get the exterior detail added so tomorrow I could just sleep the afternoon away. I was really tired the past couple of days. I have been staying up until 5:30 every morning working on this science project. I have to wake up at 7 so I have only gotten around an hour and thirty minutes of sleep every night for the past two weeks. I know that this project is a bit much, but this is only the biggest science convention in the history of science itself. If you win this science fair, you might want to consider getting a bigger mailbox because scholarships from almost every university or college in the country will be filling up that mailbox (plus there’s a 5000 cash prize if you win so that’s another reason). So all I’m doing for the exterior detail is just some cardboard wrapped with aluminum foil. Doing this will lower the judges expectations and make it seem like even better than it originally would be. Not that I doubt it won’t be the best, but making sure it can be as best as possible never hurts anyone. I searched around the house and found a big cardboard box that our new sixty five inch plasma screen TV was delivered in three days.

I walked over to the kitchen and flipped the light switch. I walked over to the nearest drawer and pulled out most rugged-edged knife i saw. i picked up the knife with care. I stared into the blade and noticed how shiny it was. I could see my eyes through the reflection. They were sky blue, if you were wondering. With the knife grasped in my hand, I closed the drawer and walked over to where my aluminum foil was. We must of has at least a dozen rolls of the stuff because i could barely open the drawer. I finally got it opened. i took a roll, shoved the drawer shut and walked out of the kitchen. I grabbed the gigantic cardboard box that i had dug out of the closet under the stairs. i dragged it into my room where all my scientific equipment was and began to work. I measured the approximate amount of cardboard in needed and cut it out with the shiny knife had gotten and cut out what I had measured. I grabbed the silver duct tape that i always had on my nightstand and began to tape the cardboard slabs to the outside of my project. After another hour or trying to make cardboard, foil ,and duct tape look cool, i had finished my project. I stepped back to admire my project. I had finished. After a year and a half of planning, stressful building, and boring cardboard, i was done. I started to cheer. I kept cheering and cheering until;
“Joseph! What do you think you're doing?!” mother screamed. I answered“Its finished mom! The vortex generator! I just finished the last bits!” “I don't care! Go to bed!”
She walked away, only with me thinking about how much the floor shakes when he walks.
I decided i was going to go to bed because i just noticed how tired i was and how i could finally get some sleep without worrying about if i was going to finish the project or not. I got undressed and fixed my covers and got ready for bed. I walked over to my light switch and flipped the light off. I crawled into bed and covered my self with the nice, warm, cozy blankets, and quickly fell asleep.

Part 2:

My dream started like this. I was at the science fair and was about to present my project. I seemed very nervous for some reason of which was unknown to me. I was shaking. It seemed as though time was going five or ten seconds slower than usual. I saw the judges over at the other end of the large room I was in. Eventually the judges walked over to my project. After a brief explanation, i flipped the machine on. The vortex popped up. But then, something went wrong. the vortex began to flash and the entire machine began to shake. It kept shaking and flashing until it suddenly stopped. I thought it was just a minor glitch until a huge explosion happened where my machine used to be. Something new appeared. It was oval-like. It was dark, as space would be. It had a big swirl in it. It was sucking me in I tried to fight it but the force was too strong for me to resist. I let go, and was pulled into the darkness.... and all went black.

Part 3:

I woke up with a gasp and deep breathing. My heart was racing. I didn't understand my dream. Had i died? Had i been severely injured? I decided not to worry about it too much because i looked at the clock and i needed to get ready for school. I hopped out of bed and get dressed. It was a beautiful Thursday morning. I opened up my blinds and i felt like i was about to fall into one of those awkward sunrise musical numbers that you see in every musical ever known to man. My mornings are all the same. I get up, get dressed, eat a bit of breakfast, brush my teeth, and wait for my brother to get ready to drive me to school. He always takes another thirty minutes, so, as other bronies do in their extra time, I watch an episode of My Little Pony. Yeah, i know that with me sounding all sciency and stuff, me saying i'm a brony and i watch My Little Pony makes me sound a bit more weird than i actually am. But, there's just something about the show that just appeals to me. I mean, with other shows and movies that have the similar theme, as in friendship, i don't like it and feel awkward watching it. But when i watch My Little Pony, it always makes me smile no matter what mood i'm in. Yes, occasional break into song may be a bit more embarrassing for me to watch at first, but i start to listen to the song, and begin to become less embarrassed. Well, enough of my rambling about how the show makes me feel. Lets get on with my last Thursday before IT happened...

Part 4

I got to school as the bell was ringing, as I did everyday. I always had to run to get to my class on time. I don't choose to be late. My brother is always talking to his girlfriend in the morning. That's why he takes another thirty minutes everyday. It kind of irritates me. But not that much.

I start off my day in my first period class with Mr. Johnson, who is only the best teacher at my school. We don't ever do anything in his class so i just lay my head down and i rest my eyes for our hour long class. It was a bit different this time, because i fell asleep. I don't normally do that during my first period rest. I guess i was extra tired this time.

My daydream started with me being back at the Science Convention, about to present my project. Once again, the machine exploded and created a vortex that was at least fifteen times the size a the original. And once again, it sucked me towards it and all went dark.

I sat up straight in my chair. The bell was ringing. I guess that's was what woke me up. First period was over and the rest of my classmates were already out the door. I grabbed my backpack and followed my classmates.

They weren't serving anything real good at the lunch line. It was sloppy joes day. Sloppy joes are good and all, but my school puts sliced and diced onions into the recipe and i absolutely hate onions. At least i have my sack lunch. But that wasn't any good either. All it was was a simple ham and cheese sandwich and with a side of apple slices and some chocolate milk. Unfortunately, our lockers are not refrigerators, so that always ends up either bad, or just plain down lumpy. So that goes in the trash. I'm usually hungry by the end of the day, but I only live 10 minutes away so i can survive.

The last period of the day was the longest. You know those fridays where you're really tired and all you want to do is just go home? Well, that was the kind of Friday i was having. I'm sorry, but English I with the most boring teacher in the school is not that fun. Each waking minutes that passed by felt like an entire hour. I was so relieved when I heard the school ending bell. I was the first one to leave the classroom. And of course, my brother was waiting at the car, getting pissed of at me for taking too long to get to the car. While he yells at me for no apparent reason, i plug my ear buds in and listen to my music. I chuckle at how he never notices that i'm not listening to a single word he says.

We eventually got home and i went straight up to my room and locked my door. I had to check on my project, and make sure that everything still worked. Everything still seemed fine. The vortex still came up, the gears were still spinning correctly. There was no sign of failure.

“If everything is fine, then why am i having these visions?” I asked myself. “It just doesn't add up...”

I decided that everything was going to be fine and changed out of my school uniform and switched into my shirt and shorts. The time between no and the Science Fair was for my rest and relaxation. I went downstairs and sat on my Fathers recliner. I reclined the leather chair and closed my eyes once more.

Part 5:

I was still in my fathers recliner when i woke up. I guess i was more tired than i thought because it was 10:00! I first looked at the clock and i got confused when i saw the hour hand on the ten. I looked outside.
“If its ten pm then why is it still light outside?” I asked myself. “Wait a minute.” I took my phone out of my pocket and looked at the date. I was amazed on how long i slept, because i had slept since four o’clock pm since i got home! I had slept a total of eighteen hours! That was a personal best because the most i've slept was only eight! The science fair was at twelve so i needed to get ready.
I decided to get a shower. When i stood up from the, my eyesight went blue and i got dizzy.
“Ugh... i hate that!” i said.
I really do. Anyway after my shower, i got dressed. I was as ready as I ever would be for the science fair. I got my mom to help me load the project into the back of the car.
"Are you ready for your presentation Joseph?" asked my mom.
"Ready as I'll ever be. I actually really excited about it too. I think I may have changed the future!"
"That's great! Im glad you think so! Now plug in your ear buds and take a nap. You'll need all the rest you can get for your presentation!"
Knowing that my mom was being sarcastic, I muttered a curse at her and did as I was told. I plugged in my headphones, put on some music, and fell asleep.

Part 6:

The 2018 International Science Fair was being held in our towns Expo center. IT was a very nice expo center for how small our town was. The architect who thought up such a design must be the best architect there is, because this kind of building was amazing.
The science fair already had about fifty kids there setting up their projects. As i walked down the path, everybody turned towards me and looked at my projects. Their expressions of curiosity and confusion pleased me and i walked with a bolder pace and a big smile on my face.

When i got to my area, i realized that it was slightly larger than that of the other kids in the expo center.

“Well lucky me. Larger space.” i said to myself.

“Good Afternoon contestants!” said a voice form the PA system. “We’d like to welcome you to the Richford County Expo Center. The initial competition will be taken place in 30 minutes so make your final adjustments! And remember! If your project needs any materials that are not easily purchased, we can provide it! Thank you!”

“Welp! Better get set up!” i said.

I placed my project on the table and began to make the preparations that i needed to make for the project to work properly. I couldn't buy the dry ice because where i live, there are age laws about purchasing dry ice. You have to be 18. We didn’t always have these dumb laws but i guess they decided to put them in. Probably because of some stupid teenagers who accidentally got someone killed or severely injured with a dry ice bomb. I swear that most of the laws like this in our town are created due to the teenagers who live here.

Anyway, i went to get some dry ice from the Expo staff. When i got back, i looked at the clock.

“Perfect! Ten minutes is just enough time to fuel up my machine!” i said to myself.

I could just use a carbon dioxide tank to fuel the machine, but i wanted to make sure i get full credit and make everything from scratch. Yeah yeah, i know ‘I have a machine that makes a vortex like that’ but hey, everything worked great with the bottle and dry ice so it doesn't matter.

I dropped the dry ice into the bottle and added the water. Immediately the water began to bubble and fog began to appear. I quickly sealed the bottle and attached the tube to the machines fueling port. I didn't exactly know when it had enough fuel for the time i was going to keep it on, which was about two or three minutes. I never really tested or tried to figure out how long a certain amount of fuel would last, but if i had to make a guess on how long it then minutes of fueling would last, i would have to say just about the time that i wanted to keep the vortex on, which was around two to three minutes. While i was testing the machine during its development and construction, there were no signs of failure or malfunction. Which was good.

Even though the fog stopped forming and going through the tube, i kept it in to get the maximum amount of fuel in as possible. I decided to just keep the tube connected until the judges came around.

A boy had walked up to me and said “Woah... What is it?”

“I haven't named it. Its real special though, and it took me about six months to complete.”

“Really? Wow. It must do something really cool! What does it do?”

“That you will have to wait for when i present because its a secret... for now.”

“Damn that sucks. Wait... a minute” His tone switched from dazzled and amazed to suspicious and wondering. “You said it took you six months to build right?”

“Yup! That's what i said”

“But contestants are only told when they are to just start building their projects three months before the convention.”

“Oh haha! Yeah, im very talented with science projects. The people running this thing know what i can make and the give me some extra time to do my projects.”

“The only person they let have extra time is... your name isn't Joseph.... is it?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“You're THE Joseph? The science wizz?”

“I guess so.”
I've never heard anybody call me or refer to me as that name before. I guess i'm getting known for my amazing projects. Either way, it wouldn't change how i lived or what i was doing.
The boy just made a high pitched squealing noise and ran away.
“Well that was... something” i said to myself.
I kept fueling up until the voice from the PA system came on again.
“Contestants.” the woman said “Please begin your final adjustments now, for the judges are going to start. Thank you and have a nice day!”
The water in the bottle was completely calm and the dry ice had vanished.
“Well that's all the fuel i'm going to be getting from this bottle.” So i disconnected the tube from the machine and moved it out of the way. I looked around the room for the judges. They were about fifty feet away, judging some kids baking soda volcano. I stood in front of my project and held my hands behind my back to look decent when the judges arrived at my section in the Expo.
They took about five minutes to get to the section of the Expo that i was in. When they were two projects away from mine, i began to get nervous. My palms started to sweat and i got butterflies in my stomach. I didn't think of it then, but it was the same nervous that i was in my dream. The judges finally arrived at my section.
“Okay, Joseph Scott. Please begin.”

“What I am doing today,” i began “is ripping a hole in the molecular structure of matter and creating a vortex. As demonstrated by this machine. Please step back.”

The judges stepped back and i turned on the machine. The gears started to spin and the pistons started to move. I saw the vortex forming. Everything was going fine.
“BOOM”
The blast pushed me four feet away and knocked me on my stomach. I moaned but i wasn't in much pain. I heard a strange noise and a strong wind against my face. I turned around to see the damage.
“Oh my god....” i said as i stared in awe at what had happened. “Just like in the dream!”
It was the vortex from my dream. Immediately the wind began to get stronger and i started to slide towards it. I tried to grab for something but there was nothing to grab.
“Help ME!!!” I yelled, not knowing that the people were panicking and the judges had ran away. I tried to stop myself with my hands. I pressed them onto the floor and tried to use traction to stop myself. All it did was squeak and burn my hands.
My feet had entered the vortex. My body began to stretch horizontally. Now i was in the portal up to my waste. Then my chest. Then my head. I grabbed for the sides of the vortex and tried to pull myself back out. But it just pulled me harder. With one more blast of strength, i lost my grip. I flew back. I saw the vortex close, and everything went dark
...
I was in a lot of pain. My nose, my arms, and my legs all hurt. I opened my eyes. My eyesight was all fuzzy and i didn't know where i was. I was disoriented and confused and i felt different. I stood up and tried to regain my sight. I felt a lot shorter when i stood up and standing up itself felt a bit awkward. I made out a sign in front of me. It was a pretty big sign, but it still couldn't make out what it said. For about a minute, i was fuzzy eyed and not able to see much. But then i felt a warm sensation around my face and i began to regain my sight. I looked at myself. I had transformed. I was a dark gray pony with smooth black mane and tail. It took me a while to realize why it was so dark but eventually I saw i was wearing black aviators, which I thought fit my new body well.
“Are you okay mister? You don't look so hot.”
I looked over to see a four legged creature. A.... pony? It looked strange. It was pink with many curls in its mane and its tail. There was a tattoo looking mark with three balloons on its flank. Then i realized something.
“No... how could this be possible... What do they call you? Do you have a name?”
“Pinkie Pie, silly! Everypony knows that!”
‘Pinkie Pie, bright colors, a pink pony....’ i thought to myself.
I looked straight at the sign and read the words: “Welcome to Ponyville”.

Author's Note

This part does not have very much to do about ponies but im working on the next part