It felt so good to be back on the couch again. The bed in the castle was great an all, but they were way too soft for my standards. I rolled over with a satisfying sigh, now facing the back rest and pulled the pillow a little closer. The lazy morning hours were near heaven when you just lay on something comfy and cool for hours.

When we got out the train, I and Rarity were heading back to her boutique. I carried the heavy load but it was so worth it, knowing in the end, I’ll be able to rest on her couch once more.

Right now, I can hear her hoof steps above me in her room. When I made breakfast, she ate up fast and most un-lady like, like she was in a hurry. Right after, I just flopped down onto her couch, enjoying mostly quiet and slow morning.

But just like yesterday morning, it had to end. The sound of knocking echoed through wide open space of the shop. I groaned and turned my gaze towards the entrance door.

Once I heard it again, I slowly sat up and stretched out my arms in the air. I stood up, straightened out my clothing and put on my glasses. I didn’t want to look like some kind of a bum, living the life of a freeloader. Rarity is very generous by nature, but I have my own line if she crosses of being a little too generous with me. I prefer being equally generous with each other.

So I walked over to the door, grabbed the doorknob, twisted it and opened it with a light squeak. “Welcome to Rarity’s Carousal Boutique. How may I be of a assis-“

“Marcus!” I heard the all too familiar squeaky voice. I looked down and the little white girl wrapped her arms around my waist in a tight embrace.

I chuckled at her and patted and rubbed her back, “Good to see you too, Sweetie Belle.” I looked up and saw her mother smiling at me and a stallion stand beside her with raised eyebrows. I bowed my head, “Please come on in.” I moved out of the way with Sweetie still attached to me and gestured them in with a smile.

They both walked in. I looked down at the little filly, lifted up her hat to reveal her smiling little face, “Sweetie, can you go grab your sister out of her room while I fetch some drinks for your parents?” I asked her. She nodded enthusiastically, tossed her hat away and bolted to and up the stairs.

I walked in the kitchen, took out two glass cups, poured some cool lemonade, put the two, plus the jug, on a tray and walked out with them. I got over to the parents and leaned forward, “Lemonade?” I asked.

“Thank you very much, darling.” The mare thanked me and grabbed a glass.

“Sure. Thanks.” The stallion grabbed the other and started gulping down the beverage with haste.

His coat was white, had dark brown hair, tail and mustache and wore what looked like a Hawaiian shirt and shorts with a straw hat on top of his head. His voice sounded like some kind journalist in New York, back in the nineties. Rarity seems to have an interesting family here. Kind of hard to believe their her parents in some way.

We all looked towards the stairway as we heard hooves clopping down onto the steps. Sweetie Belle was pulling on her sister’s arm, “Hurry up, Sis!” she said as she puffed out her cheeks and continued to pull the mare's left arm.

“Sweetie Belle, no need to be rushed.” She said to her, looked up and smiled at her parents. “Good day.” She walked over and gave her parents a brief hug. As she did, she accidentally flashed me her butt cheeks, revealing itself from her short skirt, wearing a thin red pair of panties that left little to the imagination. I averted my eyes away and pulled out my backup image to counter Rarity’s near perfect, arousing image of her rear. Even now with the mental image, it was gradually getting harder with these mares showing themselves off to me, couple times a day.

Suddenly, I felt a wait on my back that almost pulled me down. Then I felt furry arms wrapped themselves around my neck and giggled. I stood up straight once more and looked at the filly, “Almost got me there, Sweets.” I said to her. I walked over to the nearest stool and set the tray down. I wrap my arms around the filly’s legs and secured her on my back. I looked over my shoulders, “How was the trip?” I asked as I started walking around, aimlessly around the building.

“It was… okay, but… not very fun.” She answered and rested her little chin on my shoulder. “Mostly just shopping and visiting the same old places.”

“Oh… where?”

“In Manehatten.” she answered bluntly and blew a stand of her pink and purple hair out of her sight.

I chuckled at that. These ponies and their city names. “Well, Sweetie Belle, I’m going back home in two days with Princess Celestia to see if we can make a treaty between our species.” I stopped in front of the kitchen window and looked out at the morning, bright land. We stayed silent for a few moments before I spoke up, “So… want me to bring you something?” I asked.

“Um… maybe. Does your kind have books too?”

I chuckled, “Yes we do, Sweetie.”

“Maybe a book about… something…” she pondered hard, “Ummm… maybe about… fantasy.”

“Like a novel?”

She shook her head lightly, “No… like a book full of pictures about fantasy. Like a book full of monsters, heroes and-and short stories about them!” she said then rested her chin back down onto my shoulder, “You know, a book full of new stories.” She finished.

“Yeah. I think I have something in mind.” I answered.

“Sweetie Belle!” we heard her mother. I let go of her legs as she dropped down and ran off. I followed suit in my own pace and put my hands in my pocket. “Me and daddy are going out, but we’ll be back this evening.” The mother said to her young daughter and kissed her forehead. She then looked at me with a smile. “See you later, Marcus. You keep our daughters safe now.”

I chuckled, “Don’t worry, I will, ma’am.” I answered and stood beside Rarity.

She nods in approval then both parents went. “Good to have you back, Sweetie Belle. I hope you had fun with mom and dad.” Rarity briefly hugged her and set her down. “Now if you don’t mind, I need to finish up my work and I would like to be left alone.” We both nodded at her and she smiled. After that, she went back up the stairs with haste.

I looked down at the white filly, “Wanna get lazy and lay on the couch?” I asked.

She made a cheeky smile and nodded, “Sure!”

It’s been two, slow, relaxing hours on the couch. I was laying on my back and had my arms wrapped around the little girl snoozing on top of me, laying on her belly and using her arms as a pillow. I slept for an hour and half while Sweetie Belle slept a little longer. The trip back must have took a toll on her. I used her big hat to cover up her face from the morning light to keep her sleeping.

I yawned once more and closed my eyes to take another nap. It must have been Sunday. It’s the only explanation why I see ponies outside seeming to be a little sluggish and yawning every ten minutes, myself included. Rarity’s project must have been important sense she’s the only pony I seen so far to be fully awake this morning. Even her parents seemed a little sleepy when they came in.

Just when I was in comatose, I heard light hoof steps coming from the stairs. I couldn’t see the stairs since it was right above me, really out of my line of sight.

“Marcus?” I heard Rarity whisper. I stayed quiet just to see… well, ‘hear’ what might happen. The then hoof steps walked closer to the couch, “Awwwe…” I heard, “Quite adorable.” Then I felt my glasses being slowly taken off from my face. She sighed, “I guess I can wait.”

“Wait for what exactly?” she must of believed I was asleep since I heard her jumping a little and producing a girly ‘Eeep!’. I smiled and slowly opened my eyes to see a somewhat blurry figure standing above me. “Sorry about that, Rarity… I can’t really think straight when I just wake up.” I lightly chuckled so to not wake the sleeping girl on my chest.

Rarity giggled, “Sorry to wake you, Marcus. Really, I am.” She put my glasses back on my face.

“Don’t be… I’m more than happy to help you with anything.” I answered. She always looked pretty cute when she blushes.

“Well…” she then played around with her fingers, “I was thinking, maybe we could go grab my Opal from Fluttershy?” she then looked at her sister sleeping on top of me, “But we wait till she wakes up.”

I lightly chuckled, “That might take a while.” I looked down at the sleeping filly and smiled at her cute snoring and adorable face.

“I guess.” She said and started straightening out her outfit, “Well I must be going up now before you leave Equestria.” She looked at me, “Have a nice rest, Marcus.”

Just when she was about to go, I called her out, “Rarity…” she looked at me, “Why don’t you take a little rest? You look a little tired yourself.” I rubbed my right eye to clear my vision a little more, than yawned a little.

The mare herself yawned while covering her mouth. “Why must yawns have to be so infectious?” she looked at me, then the couch I’m on, “Scoot over, Marcus.” She walked over to me. I did as she got herself comfortable beside me, with her back facing me.

“Comfortable?” I asked.

She then lifted half her body up and looked at me, “Lay out your arm, please.” She said. I did so, my elbow resting right on the edge of the couch. She twisted her body around and rested her head on my shoulder. “You can wrap your arm now.” She said with closed eyes. I lifted up my arm and rest my hand onto her shoulder, “Wake me at Lunch?” she asked.

I yawned, “Will do, Rarity.” I took off my glasses, put them on the arm rest above me, looked at the time and closed my eyes. I was too tired to think of crazy thoughts at that time about our current position. My mind is always lazy on this day.

After what felt like a few moments I closed my eyes, I felt something poke my nose. I waved it away, but then it pocked me again, “Marcus?” something whispered to me. “Marcus, it’s time for lunch.” The feminine voice whispered to me.

When it said lunch, my eyes opened, quickly followed by a wide yawn. I looked down and saw Sweetie Belle was awake. She smiled at me, “Hey, Sweets.” I inhaled deeply, rising the filly and slowly fell back down, “Did you have a nice rest?” I asked her and rubbed my eyes to rub away the sleep.

She nods her head happily, “Uh-huh. You?”

“The couch is always comfy.” I lightly chuckled, then I heard a moan. I looked to my left and saw Rarity snoozing away on my shoulder. “Oh. Almost forgot about her.” I looked at the filly, “So how do you wake her?” I asked.

“I just jump on her bed to get her to wake up if I wake first on any other day. But today, we sleep in and I poke her on the face to wake her up when it’s lunch time.” She looked at her sister and started poking her cheek, “Sis!” she whispered, “Sis! Psssst! Rarity! Wake up!” she then lightly patted her cheek with her fingertips, “Sis!”.

Rarity moaned, “Five more minutes, mommy…” she murmured.

Sweetie Belle looked at me, and bobbed her head towards her sister. I lightly chuckled and looked at the mare, “Rarity, time to wake up.” I said to her.

She suddenly lifted her head with sleepy eyes and looked around herself. She then looked at both of us and started rubbing her eyes, “What time is it?” she asked as she continued to rub her eyes.

I looked at the time, “Twelve-o-two.” I answered.

She sat up on the edge of the couch, arched her back, curled up her tail, stretched out her arms in the air and flexed her well toned legs. She yawned as she slumped down and stood up to her hooves to stretch out her legs. “That was quite comfy. I guess I did need some time to relax a little.” She finished stretched and looked at me and Sweetie Belle. “I’ll be in back in my room, you two. And thank you very much on suggesting to relax, Marcus.” She nodded at us and started going up.

I looked down at the little filly, still wearing her hat and resting on top of me, “Any thoughts on what should I make?” I asked her.

As soon as I found out a few moments I was in the kitchen, Sweetie Belle wasn’t all that good with cooking and possibly baking. First, I asked her to simply make some juice from a powdered orange juice. She became somewhat sticky once she accidentally spilled it. Second, I asked her to grab me two wooden spoons so I could mix up the salad a little more. She ended up giving me a spatula and a large knife. Thirdly, I asked her to put out the plates, cups and silver wear on the table. She ended up breaking a few of the items while she tried to balance them on herself. Thankfully, I didn’t have to say ‘leave the kitchen before you screw up everything else’. But I felt a little bad when she walked herself out of the kitchen, crestfallen. I’m gonna have to cheer her up with something later, but right now, I had to make lunch and clean this place up before Rarity decides to come down for no reason.

Thankfully, I hadn’t jinxed myself. I made lunch for everyone fifteen minutes before one. “Sweetie!?” I yelled out as I started untying the pink apron behind me.

“Yeah!?” I looked towards the threshold and saw the little filly peeking in.

“Can you go and tell your sister lunch is ready?” I asked her and hung up the pink apron beside Sweetie Belle.

“Sure!” I patted her head, and then bolted up stairs yelling most un-lady like, “Sis! Lunch Is Ready!” Then I heard her barging into the mare’s room, “Sis! Lunch!” she yelled once more.

“Sweetie Belle! Some Manners! You live under my roof and you shall follow my house rules! We’re not living with our mother and father anymore.” I heard Rarity and chuckled at the siblings.

While we were eating and talking, I decided to go and visit the other six just in case I don’t come back to Equestria. I want to say my goodbyes to my good pony friends just in case I never come back.

“Rarity?” I took a bite out of my salad with a crunch.

“Hm?” she looked at me with a full mouth.

I chuckled at her puffed out cheeks, “I might be out all this afternoon, to say fair well to everyone just in case I never come back here in Equestria.” I told her and took a bite again.

She swallowed and nodded, “Okay, Marcus. Oh, and can you tell Twilight, Princess Cadence said ‘hi’?” she asked and started finishing her last bit of her cabbages.

“Will do, Rarity.” I answered, finishing up my own salad.

After cleaning up the dishes and putting them back in their respective cupboards, I went over to the entrance door and grabbed the gold doorknob. As I twisted it, I heard little hooves skittering up to me, followed by a squeaky voice. “Marcus! Can I come along!?”

I looked back at the grinning filly, clenching her hands together tightly, pleading to me. “Did you ask your sister first?” She nods her head rapidly. I feared her head would fly out of her body and roll around the floor if she did it any faster. I patted her head, “Than you’re more than welcome to come along, Sweetie.” I answered and opened the door for her.

“Yay!” she threw out her arms and hoped once before she ran out.

I walked out with her and closed the door behind me. I checked my mental list of friends to visit. “Twilight’s the closest, Pinkie will be next, then go on over to Fluttershy’s, then Rainbow’s cloud palace and move down to Applejack’s home.” Then I pondered, “I better ask someone if they know where Octavia lives. I like to meet her again; and possibly her friend… Vinyl? Yeah, Vinyl Scratch.” I smiled and nodded to myself.

“Okay, Sweetie Belle, we’re to the Golden Oak’s Library first.” I started walking with her beside me. I looked down to her and saw her cheeks were a tad pinker then before. “You okay, Sweets?” I asked.

“Y-y-yeah, I’m fine! All F-fine!” she stuttered and chuckled nervously. After a moment, her knees were starting to wobble as we walked.

“Want me to carry you?” I asked. She nods as we stopped. I kneeled down; she wrapped her arms around my neck and got herself a little comfortable. I wrap my arms around her legs on my sides and stood back up to start advancing to the library again.

While I was walking, I noticed mares looking at me either hungrily like I was some piece of cake, or either just going, “Awwwe…” at me and Sweetie Belle. The stallions on the other hand didn’t look very fond of me… well, some anyways, the rest just looked at me and back to what they were doing.

“Um… Marcus?” Sweetie spoke up.

“Hm?”

“Um… if you don’t mind me asking…”

“Go ahead.”

“Um, okay… uh… let’s just say if you like somepony, like, like-like. And the other don’t notices you like them… what do you do?” she whispered to me.

“Well…” I said quietly and pondered for an answer, “I guess you could either wait and see what happens. It might take a little while to see if he or she becomes more interested in you. Or, you can go up to them at the right time and ask him or her out like, go for a picnic, hang around somewhere you two like or maybe ask them out for dinner. But then again, they might not be ready for a relationship just yet. If they want to be friends for now, the least you can do is accept it. They might want to do a few things before they settle down. You know, like going to school to learn about something a little more; or go travel around or maybe even they just want to be alone at the moment. Collect themselves and learn more about themselves before they do anything that might hurt them or others they love dearly.” I stayed silent for a moment, “Relationships are quite complicated, but if you have their others back then you two will pull right through it easily. Did that answer your question?” I stopped in front of the library door.

“How the hay do you know so much about relationships? I thought Rarity knew best about love and relationships.” I set her down as she looked up at me.

“I’m mostly answering by instinct and I like to learn about pretty much anything new that goes on in my world. If I stay on one subject alone for a while, than I’ll get bored with it.” I answered once more and knocked on the door. “Twilight!? You home!?” I called out.

Right after I finished knocking, we heard a murmuring voice and feet hurrying over to the door. When it was opened, we saw Spike standing in front of us. “Oh! Hey, Mark! Hey Sweetie Belle! Come in!” he gestured us in. I looked down at the filly and saw she was blushing at the baby dragon’s kind gestured and his smiling face.

We walked in and stopped in awe. It looked like a hurricane stormed through this little library, turning it upside down and right back up again. Books were laid out everywhere, on the floor, the couch, the coffee table and some barely hung on the shelves. In the middle of it all, sat Twilight Sparkle, her hair and tail frizzy and messy like she was going insane. Her clothes were un-kept, hung out, they pretty much looked like they were calling for help like some stranded survivors from a plane crash. Her right ear as well, it was twitching like it was trying to send out Morse Code to get this mare some rest. Right beside her was a plate of half eaten daisy sandwich and hay fries.

Spike ran over to the crazy looking mare, “Twilight…” he said, no response as she continued to swivel her eyes at the book, “Twilight.” He said a little louder, but she just waved him off.

“Spike, I’m busy.”

“Twilight!” he yelled at his care taker, crossed his arms and tapped his foot impatiently. She finally took her eyes away from the book and glared at her surrogate brother. “We have guests.” He answered, frowning back at her.

Twilight finally looked up at me; I just gave her a simple smile, “Good afternoon, Twilight. Busy?” I asked and walked over with Sweetie Belle close by me.

She ran a hand across her messy scalp, “Quite.” She then smiled at us and stood up, her bloodshot eyes and sagging eyelids very clear now. “What brings you here, Marcus? How was Canterlot?” she stood before us with a somewhat tired expression.

“It was okay. I met Princess Luna the first day and talked about how me and Princess Celestia will me doing when get into my world. The second day, we had a meeting with the leaders to see if they were interested to make arrangements with my world leaders.” I put a hand on my jaw line and nodded lightly, “I think they were pretty interested in meeting with our kind’s leaders. Oh! And-ah… Princess Cadence said ‘Hi’. Do you know her?” I asked.

She smiled gratefully then hugged me around my stomach and rested her head on my chest, “Mhm… Cadence was my foal sitter before…” she yawns widely and slowly started descending, “Th… thank… you…” she started lightly snoring as she fell asleep and continued to descend.

I grab her by her armpits and lift her up. I wrap my right arm under her knees and the other on her back. I look at Spike, “How long exactly has she been awake?” I asked as I carried the sleeping mare.

“Three straight days.” He answered and waved his arm to follow him, “Her room’s this way.” I followed him up the stairs with Sweetie Belle towing behind me.

Twilight cuddled up to me while she smacked her lips together as I continued up the steps and entered the living room. I was a little confused when I entered the room. This little place is hell of a lot bigger on the inside then the out. I look up and saw two beds resting, opposite of each other. I followed Spike up and laid Twilight down onto her bed. I pulled up the covers for her, as I did she started reaching out for something. I looked around the bed and found a mismatched doll on the floor. I pick it up and gave it to her. She sighed and continued sleeping with the doll pressed closely to her.

I wanted to ask her when I was going back, but I guess that can wait till tomorrow.

I followed Spike back down to the library and put his hands on his hips with a sigh, “This’ll take forever to clean up.” He said to more himself then to us. He then started picking up books, piling them up on his arms.

I looked down at Sweetie Belle, “Sweets…” she looks up at me, “Want to give Spike a hand?” I asked her.

“S-sure… okay.” She then joined in with Spike.

“Thanks, Sweetie Belle. You too, Mark.” He thanked us both.

“Anytime, Spike.” I looked at my watch, “I should get going now. You two have fun!” I went over to the door and left the building… ah, tree house… tree building? Never mind. Next Stop! Pinkie Pie! I wonder if she knows where Octavia lives?

Before I even stepped foot into the shop, a mass of pink suddenly jumped in front of me and wrapped her arms around my head in a death grip, causing me to bury my face into her warm, soft, furry bosoms. I couldn’t hear what the crazy mare was saying since my ears were being covered by her hands.

When she let me go, I quickly stepped back and took a deep gulp of air and started panting with a hand on my chest. “G-good to see you too, Pinkie.” I looked at the grinning mare, “What’s up?” I asked and took back my composure.

She then showed me a colorful cupcake, “Cupcake!?” she grinned happily at me.

“Aaah… thanks?” I grab the dessert from her, “What's the occasion?” I asked and took a bite, flooding my taste buds with the delicious cupcake.

“Oh nothing…” her ears drooped, “My Pinkie Sense told me you were going to give me a bad news, is all.” She held her hands together near her waist.

“Uh…” my tiny brain failed to process what it just heard from the pink, giddy mare. Before I could hurt myself any further, I just spoke up, “How did you know it was coming from me and not from another pony?” I asked, knowing well enough my brain might injure itself.

“Oh! That’s easy!” she suddenly jumped back to life with a big smile, “I was just serving Derpy her favorite muffin near the window, then I saw you Out the window! Then my Pinkie Sense told me you were going to tell me something very, very, Very Sad! So I quickly went over to the counter to see if I had a cupcake that’ll Blow Your Taste Buds Away! But I had nothing! So I zoomed over to the kitchen and baked the right Cupcake! Then I hugged and here we are!” she finished, wearing the same smile and puffing out her chest.

I just stared at her with wide eyes, “H-how long wa-” she cut me off.

“Twenty four point six seconds!” she answered happily.

I just stared at her for a few moments before lightly shaking my head, “Uh… okay… Anyways, yeah you’re right.” I looked around filled shop, everyone speaking to one another, “Is there a room so we can have a little privacy?” I whispered to her.

She leans closer, “Is it a secret?” she whispered back. Just as I nodded, she grabbed my wrist and bolted somewhere else in the building. One moment we were surrounded by guests, the next, in an empty kitchen in just a blink of an eye.

“… whoa…” I looked around, my poor brain desperately trying to process what was happening. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back to calm myself down, “Y-yeah… I think I’m still sleeping.” I said to myself. Then I felt a painful pinch on my arm, causing me to jolt back from the pink mare, “What was that for!?” I attend to my stinging arm, rubbing the small red spot with care.

“Nope! Very awake!” she said to me with her same giddy, innocent smile.

“Ah… thanks, I guess.” I cleared my throat, “Yes Pinkie, your-ah… your 'Pinkie Sense' was right. I’m going back to my world with Princess Celestia to try and make a treaty between our worlds. But I fear for her safety. The whole plan might collapse with one,” I pulled out my hand and lifted up my index finger to her, “One wrong move and the whole thing will collapse. And I’ll never come back to Equestria ever again.” I finished.

“N-never?” her ears drooped down with wide eyes.

“Never.” I answered.

“Never, ever, Ever?” her eyes started to water.

“Never, ever, ever, Ever.” I finished.

Suddenly, she scooped me up with her surprisingly strong arms and squeezed the life out of me… literally, I felt myself slipping away from my own body as everything around me started darken itself. Just as I was about to pass out, the crazy pink mare dropped me down. I fell down to my knees and started falling forward till my face hit something soft and plushy. Then I felt hand rest down onto my head and back kindly.

“Awwe… Don’t be sad. You’ll make aunty Pinkie sad too.” I heard the mare saying as she continued to rub my head and back.

I blinked my eyes and saw my face was buried in her furry, warm belly, her belly button staring at me right in the face. Although I wanted to stay there and cuddle against her soft stomach, I needed to go and meet with the others. So I pulled myself away from her and stood up to my feet, feeling my blood rushing back to my head as I wobbled a little.

“Hey, Pinkie.” I fixed my glasses, “Do you know where Octavia and her friend Vinyl lives around here?” I asked, my brain functioning normally again.

“Uh-huh!” she nodded happily, reached up to her puffy hair with both hand and started searching for something. As she did so, I heard crashing plates and cups, a cat hissing, an alarm clock going off, furniture falling down and for some reason, someone yelling, “Hey!” within her pink forest. Her eyes then widen with joy and pulled out a folded piece of paper from her hair and started unfolding it. She moved over to stand by my side and held up the map in front of us, “Hmmm…” she looked at the map with searching them grinned. “Right here!” the tip of her curly hair stretched out and pointed to a building near the park where I first met Octavia.

She then looked at me with a smiling face, her curly hair sprung back in its place. “Uh… thanks, Pinkie.” I thanked her and patted her back.

Soon after, I walked out of town to go and visit Fluttershy. It was pretty quiet and relaxing walking through the dirt path. There were very few little cottage homes around here as well, as I noticed. No wonder Fluttershy lived further away from the town. This area’s quite comforting.

When I arrived, I crossed the small bridge and saw countless birds and little critters roaming about the small cottage home. I went up to the door, knocked three times and waited with my hands in my pockets.

A moment later, the door slowly creeks open. I looked and saw teal eyes looking at me and smiled at the peeking mare. “Good afternoon, Fluttershy.” I greeted.

She opens up the door and gently smiled, “Oh, hi, Marcus.” She greeted back softly. “W-what brings you here?” she asked in her same, sweet tone.

“Just for a short visit and tell some news.” I answered.

“Oh, okay.” She opened up the door a little wider and gestured me in, “Come on in, then.” I nod to her and walked in, “I’m sorry if my home’s a little messy. I don’t expect visitors coming by very much.” She said to me as she closed the door behind me.

I looked around the small room filled with different kinds of animals ranging from amphibians, reptiles, insects, birds and mammals. Her home was practically a small animal shelter. With the fresh stench of a forest, it looked quite homey in here. “It’s like you have your own ecosystem in here, Fluttershy.” I said to her as I walked around the living room, looking at all the animals and their little handmade homes. I looked towards the couch and saw a white rabbit sitting in the middle, looking at me sternly, like he didn’t trust me. “Who’s the little guy?” I pointed to the white ball of angry fluff on the couch.

“H-his name’s Angel Bunny.” She walked over, sat down and picked the grumpy looking bunny and hugged him lovingly, “He’s my little angel.” She said, giving the rabbit her love. She then looked up at me with Angel still in her arms, “S-so what’s this you wanted to talk about? I-if you don’t mind that is.” She asked shyly.

“Yes. I’m going back to my world with Princess Celestia to try and make a treaty between our worlds. But I fear it might not work at all. You see, we humans are very unpredictable and can go off if they see something new or different. Sometimes positive… sometimes, not so much. Just in case the plan crumbles down, I wanted to say my last goodbyes to you all. You’ve all been great friends since I got here. So thank you very much.” I finished, still holding onto my smile.

“Oh… s-so you might ever come back?” she asked, a hint of sadness in her quiet tone. I simply nodded. “Oh… in that case… it was very nice to meet you too, Marcus.” She put Angel down, walked around the small coffee table and hugged me. “You’re the nicest and the only talking, smart monkey I’ll ever miss.” She whispered to me.

I wrap my own arms around her, her wings included, “You’re the kindest talking Pegasus I’ll ever miss.” I replied with a light chuckle and rubbed her back gently. Then I remembered Rarity saying something about ‘Opal’ this morning. We separated, “Fluttershy. Do you have Rarity’s Opal? She wanted me to bring it back to her.” I asked.

She smiled and nodded, “Yes, Opalescence is feeling very well now.” She said to me and started looking around, saying, “Opal! Time to go back home!” she said in her sweet, quiet… wait… Opalescence? I thought opals were just lifeless minerals.

She then picked something up, “There you are, girl. Time to go back home.” She said then turned around. There, Fluttershy carried a fluffy white cat with a stylish collar wrapped around its neck and a purple bow on top of its head, sprouting out its fur like a water fountain.

I lightly flinched as she showed me laid back looking cat, “Opal’s a cat?” I asked, stilling looking at the feline in front of me.

Fluttershy looked at me and nodded, “Mhm. Why?” she replied, “Are you allergic to cats?” she asked.

“N-no… I’m just not very fond of them. Knowing their bites and scratches can lead to some health risks even when their clean. Besides, I’m more into birds.” I answered, keeping my hands away from the lazy looking cat.

“Oh… o-okay. It’s okay, you don’t have to handle her.” she walked over to an empty bag, set the cat inside it and sipped it up. She then showed me the bag with the cat’s face showing through the front. I grabbed the handle from her, “Have a nice day, Marcus.” She said with a small smile.

“Thanks, Fluttershy. You too.” I replied, went over to the door and got out.

With that, I started walking back into town to deliver the cat to Carousel Boutique. When I entered the shop it was still very empty but I heard Rarity still lingering about right above me in her room. I set the bag down, unzipped it and stood back. The feline slowly got out on its own its own and started moving around with its tail held up high like it was a royal cat. With that, I came back out and started moving through town get over to the floating palace near the edge of the other side of the town.

As I went, I greeted a few locals passing by with smiles and light waves.

When I got out of town and walked into an open grassy field, I looked up at the sky and saw a large cloud home floating in the sky right above me. I made a cup with both my hands and shouted, “Hey, Dash! You Home!?” and waited for a reply.

Suddenly, I jumped in surprise as something landed right behind me, “No, I’m outside.” I heard the brash mare and chuckled at my reaction. I looked at her and started to calm down. She rest her hands on her well toned hips and smirked at me, “What's up, monkey boy?” she asked.

I chuckled, “Nothing, Rainbow. Just came by for a short visit and telling some news.” I answered.

“Really? What’s the news?” she asked, now intrigued.

“I’m going back to my world in two days with Princess Celestia at my tow to try and make a treaty between our worlds. But if the plan goes wrong,” I sighed sadly, “expect me to never come back to Equestria. A pity too. I was getting used to living here with great friends.” I smiled to try and change the mood, more to myself then the mare in front of me.

“R-really?” her expression was into surprise and sad, then corrected herself to try and be herself again. “I-I mean… ah… why not come back with the Princess? You know you have a place here in E-equestria. You can stay with us forever! Yeah! Friends forever!” I think the news hit her a little harder then I intended.

I stepped closer to her and hugged her to stop her from rambling on and on how and why I should stay. “Rainbow?” I whispered to her.

“H-hm?” she started to lightly sniffle in my embrace, but it sounded like she was holding back her emotions to stay strong.

“Rainbow. It’s okay to feel. It’s okay to be happy, It’s okay to be sad. It’s especially okay to cry.” I answered. Not a moment later, she returned the hug and started to lightly whimper in my chest, her tears staining my shirt. “That’s right, let it all out.” I reached up and started to caress her rainbow hair, which for some reason, pleasantly smelled like freshly cut grass. Her whimpering increased into light sobs as she wrapped her wings around my body to tighten her embrace. Being loyal by nature has its own downsides, I guess.

“Even though we barely hung around, I’m gonna miss you, you big monkey.” She said into my chest as she sniffled.

“I’m gonna miss you too, funny looking flying blue equine.” I replied as we both chuckled at our own little inside jokes.

“I’m serious about letting you stay though.” She looked up at me, pleadingly. “Can you at least ask if you can come back?” she asked.

I sighed and smiled at her, “I’ll think about it. I promise.” I answered and parted from her as she wiped away her tears from her eyes and cheeks.

After we bit goodbye, we went our separate ways to do whatever.

It was quite relaxing along the edge of town to head for Sweet Apple Acres to find Applejack. When I reached the dirt path leading to the barn, I crossed paths with Sweetie’s friends. They looked up at me in wonder then made a smile, “Hey, Mister Marcus!” the yellow filly greeted.

I smiled down at them, “Good day, you two.” I replied, “Do you both know if Applejack is at the barn?” I asked them both.

The yellow filly nodded, “She’s always there, every day, workin’ her flank off.” She answered.

“You goin’ there as well?” the orange one asked.

I nodded, “I want to talk to her for a bit.” I answered and started walking with the little girls following right beside me.

“Do you know where Sweetie Belle is?” the orange one with tin wings asked.

“Yes. Sweetie’s in Twilight’s Library, helping Spike with cleaning up.” I looked down at them, “What are your names again?” I asked, remembering these were Sweetie’s friends, to the likes of me, could never remember their names.

“Mah name’s, Apple Bloom.” The yellow one answered happily.

“And I’m, Scootaloo!” the orange one answered proudly to herself, hitting her chest with her fist with a light thump.

When we got to the barn, I don’t how or why, but somehow I agreed in the middle of our walk that I carry Scootaloo on my shoulders while Apple Bloom was latched onto my right leg, causing me to waddle like a Penguin.

“What in tarnation?” we looked towards the barn doors as we spotted Applejack taking her hat off and scratching her scalp in confusion at us.

“Hey, sis!” Apple Bloom waved at her as I continued to waddle over to the mare.

She put her hat back on and walked over to close the distance between us, “What in the hay is happenin’ here?” she gestured to me.

“To be honest, I don’t know how I agreed to this but yeah.” I answered.

“Hey, AJ.” We looked up at Scootaloo, “Can we borrow the tool box?” she asked.

“Fer what?” AJ raised an eyebrow.

“We want to make fix our clubhouse door.” Apple Bloom answered.

“How did… yah know what? Never mind, it’s in the back barn, near the door.” She pointed back with her thumb. I put Scootaloo down as they quickly ran in. “So what brings yah here, partner?” she asked with a smile as she rested her hands on her hips.

“Well since you asked,” I put my hands in my pockets, “I’m going b-“

“Thanks, sis!” Apple Bloom interrupted as she and her friend ran off through the acres with a red metal tool box clung close to her chest.

“Be careful with that!” Applejack yelled while cupping one hand.

“Anyways.” She looked back at me, “I’m going back to my world in two days with Princess Celestia to try and make a treaty between our worlds. But if something goes wrong… then there’s a good chance I might never come back.” I answered.

Her head leans back in surprise, “Really?” I nodded, “Well, it was great tah meet yah, Marky.” She suddenly pulled me in and practically crushed me with her loving embrace, “Make sure tah remember all of us.” She said to me and set me back down.

I wobbled a little then regained my balance, “I will, Applejack. Don’t worry… well maybe I might have a hard time remembering when I’m getting elderly.”

“Ah heard that, sonny! Don’t make meh come out there!” we heard Granny Smith in the house.

We both chuckled at that. I checked my watch, “I better get going if I want to get a head start at locating Octavia’s home.” I looked at her and brought out my hand, “Best of luck.”

She grabbed my hand with her with a firm grip and shook, “Right back at yah.” She replied happily.

I strode through the streets of Ponyville, looking at each individual house number planted right above their entrances. Greeting ponies while I searched for Octavia’s settlement. “Three five two.” I mumbled to myself, “Three five three… three five four…” I then smiled and stood in front of the building, “Three five five.” I said to myself and walked over to the door, on its face hung a vinyl disc, the name Octavia and Vinyle painted on it. I reached to the side and rang the bell.

“One sec!” I heard a mare inside, followed by the sound of rushing hoof steps going towards the door. When the door swung open, I was surprised to see a white Unicorn with electric blue hair and tail standing in front of me with a pair of oval, purple polarized shades resting on the base of her horn. Sadly with my male instincts, my eyes wandered down her body. Her chest bore a pair of double D’s, a purple tank top covering them up. Her figure had very nice curves on the right places and wore blue short shorts, hugging her body nicely.

“Whoa…” she said, her voice having a tomboyish tone to it. She pointed a finger at me, “What in Equestria are you, and are you taken?” she asked, her own eyes searching my body in interest.

“Uh… is Octavia home?” I asked nervously.

“Really!? She’s taken you!? Wow! I never knew she had it in her! Wait… did she ask you out or did you?” she stepped closer and examined my facial expression.

“Aahh…” I started pondering for an answer, seemingly forgetting everything I ever learned about this world and what I did while here.

Out of the corner, I saw a familiar grey mare peek out, a surprised expression now plastered onto her face, “Marcus?” she said.

The unicorn looked back at her, “Damn, Tavi.” She whistled with a shake of her head and a smile, “You got yourself a nice catch! Oh-oh! Wanna share him!? I promise I’ll be gentle! Actually, scratch that off, I’ll be rough with him. But don’t worry, I’ll leave you his unconscious body to cuddle against and I’ll make sure I leave you a little bit of cream for you to gorge on.” Our cheeks flared at what she just said.

“WHAT!?” the confused mare yelled at the top of her lungs, “Vinyl! He’s a friend of mine!”

“Really? Awesome! I call dibs!” the while mare fist pumped in triumph and said, “Yesss!”

Octavia shook her head, “Vinyl, he just got here to Equestria. He’s from another dimension.”

“He’s an Alien!? Cool!” the crazy mare then looked at me and moved closer, “Hey, buddy. You know how to prob a gal like me.” She turned to her side, playfully bumped her hip against me and winked with a seductive smile.

Octavia sighed in frustration, “Vinyl, please go grab us a drink.” She grabbed the mare’s shoulders and pushed her towards the kitchen and looked at me with her own blush, “I’m so sorry, Marcus, for her antics.” She apologized for her friend.

“Was that your friend?” I asked and she nodded. “Very… interesting.” I answered, now trying to process what just happened to me.

“W-would you like to come in?” she gestured in with a friendly smile, still holding onto her light blush.

“A pleasure to.” I answered and took my shoes off near the door as she closed the entrance.

“Did somepony say ‘Pleasure’?” Vinyl’s head popped out of the kitchen and looked at us both curiously with twinkling eyes and smiled from ear to ear.

Author's Note

Good day, everyone. I hope you enjoyed the reading.
Anyways, comment down below if you want, Good reading and have a nice day.

Vinyl: Hey, lover boy! (She yells from the stage, getting everything ready for the party in the evening)
Mark: What!? (He yells back as he sat near the bar, drinking Apple Cider with me)
Vinyl: Get over here! I need to use your dick to get myself back in rhythm! Oh! And be rough while your at it! It's been whole day since I got a good ramming!
Mark: WHAT!? Ask someone else!
Vinyl: (She then looked at me) James! Get over here! You like Dub-Step don't you!?
Mark: (He pats me on the shoulder as he sighed, fearing for my safety and health) I'll see you at the Hospital tomorrow morning, buddy.