My Little Pony: The Silvermane

Dreams are funny things... They can help a person sleep peacefully, help them think things through and even help drive a person towards greater things. For Paul however, his dreams of late were fairly boring in his opinion... Especially the one he was having at the moment.

"Aw come on! Give me a city, a village, something! Not just... Just..."

Paul was sat beneath a a large, old oak tree, who's gorgeous green leaves shaded him from the warm, beaming sun as it shined over the dream scape... Rolling fields of grass lands went off in every direction as far as the eye could see, the only sound was the gentle rustle of the leaves in a light summer breeze and the irritated man's voice.

"It's always this or a forest, I mean, seriously... I have no imagination..."

"That or you are an idiot..."

Paul sighed and turned to see exactly who he expected, himself, although, as usual, Paul was still nude and his doppelganger, 'Mister Happy' was wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, along with a pair of black trainers. One other difference between the two was their eyes... Paul's eyes were blue, while Mister Happy's were blood red, and this time for some reason, he looked slightly more pale then the real Paul.

"Great... Your here, lovely... Now, help me think up some clothes and then we are going to have a 'chat' about you-"

"Eating your imaginary friend, yes yes I know... As for clothes, do that yourself, your not a child, although... Children do actually have imagination."

Paul felt his blood boil as the copy of himself smirked smugly at him, Mister Happy now stood over him before the tree, looking down at the man with disdain.

"I am not sorry you know... That floating food dish was taking up space, and I don't like sharing..." Mister Happy frowned and looked out over the fields of green and sighed, "When I can help it at least..." He muttered.

Paul ignored his other self and got up, his eyes roaming the landscape as well, noticing how peaceful it was. "Yeah, totally need some explosions here, maybe if I think really hard about Michael Bay..." He received a swift clip round the back of his head from Mister Happy, who scowled at him.

"We do NOT talk about him here... You know that you hate his movies..."

"Yeah but... This place is just so...!"

Paul was interrupted when he heard a loud, booming knock ring out over the land, making it shake as though there was an earthquake, leaving both men stunned for a second.

"Luna?"

"That's 'Princess' Luna you brainless oaf... Now at least cover yourself before letting her in... I will be watching, so behave..." With that said Mister Happy faded away until it was as if he had never been there to begin with.

"Bloody bastard... Um- Come in?" Paul said rather loudly, not sure exactly what else to say. He waited a few moments and, when nothing seemed to be happening, he sighed and shrugged, "Guess it must of been a false alarm?"

He was answered when a large, jagged crack began to open up in the large trunk of the oak tree, forcing Paul to scramble away, looking at it nervously, before letting out a sigh of relief as the regal form of Princess Luna, ruler of the night and dreams, stepped through the crack.

"Why did you not open your mind to me? Do you know how long it takes for me to force my way into such an alien dream scape..." The princess said with a deep frown, her brow furrowed as she cast her gaze around, the sight of the land making her frown slowly turn into a gentle smile.

"Um... Yeah, sorry, I am not so well keyed up on the whole, 'Dream talking' thing..." He shrugged and looked her over, noticing she was still wearing her crown and the rest of her royal attire, including her ornate hoof covers and bracelets.

"You, yourself, told us that it is rude to stare, and yet you do the same to me as I did to you in Princess Twilight Sparkles library, why?"

Paul put a hand over her chest and feigned a look of pain, "Princess Luna, you wound me... I was merely wondering why you ponies never wear clothes... And for the record, you were staring at my equipment just a little too long..."

Luna covered her mouth and gave a small laugh before looking at the man with a cheerful smile, "I see you have not changed in your attitude since my sister and I saw you, even after the events that unfolded after we left..." Her mood seemed to darken as she looked at him, a disappointed look on her features as her eyes burned into him.

Paul sighed and, while still covering his crotch with his left hand, rubbed the back of his neck with his right, looking away from her, feeling like a child being scolded for doing something wrong.

"Yeah, well... Sue me... I did what needed to be done with that manticore, and as for the party, yeah... That amulet sucked, did nothing but mess with my head and made me feel itchy afterwards."

Princess Luna's frown slowly turned into a more somber look as she sighed, "We can understand that you were uncomfortable... It is hard trying to fit in, we know this personally... But my sister and Twilight Sparkle just thought-"

"That they would help me fit in as best they could... Yeah, nice... Ended up with a lynch mob after me and eating manticore by the end of the-" He slapped his right hand over her mouth as soon as the words left his mouth, his eyes wide as he looked at Luna, who merely raised a brow, but didn't comment.

"I... See? Well, I personally commend you for seeking to save the ponies that serve my sister and I... But I will warn you, should you ever loose control again and hurt our subjects..." The dream scape slowly shifted as the Princess of the Moon's horn started to glow, the once blue sky of his dream world beginning to darken as storm clouds rolled in, blocking out the sun and giving the area a very spooky feel to it. "I will personally make sure the beast within you is stopped..."

Paul gulped and slowly nodded, licking his lips lightly, before raising his hand in order to hopefully get Luna's attention without earning any of her apparent wrath. She blinked when she noticed the man cowering slightly, a look of fear on his face as he watched her, making her frown.

"It was merely a warning... For one with such a savage beast within you, you are quite the cowardly stallion. Now, ask your question Paul, and I will warn you, I will not answer any personal questions you may ask..."

He rolled his eyes and let out a forced sigh, dropping his cowering stance and snapping his fingers, "Drat... My plan to ask for your measurements has been foiled..." He looked at her and saw her deadpan stare, making him shrug before chuckling cheerfully, "I am kidding... No, I just wanted to say two things... First of all, we are calling the werewolf 'silvermane' now, and before you ask, it was Fluttershy's idea so... muh..."

Paul glanced down to his covered groin and sighed before looking up at Luna with a pleading look, trying for his best puppy dog look, and failing miserably as he asked, "Um... And second, could you maybe, I don't know, help me get some clothing in here? I am having a little trouble getting my mind working how I want it to lately..."

The Princess raised an eyebrow and looked at Paul as though he had just told her that the heavens moved on their own, "What do you mean, 'help you get clothing'? Even a foal is in control of their own dreams unless it is a nightmare... Are you truly telling me that you have less control then a foal?"

He responded with a sheepish smile and a hopeful look, earning him a groan from Luna, followed by her shaking her head and her horn alighting. When the glow of her horn vanished, he looked down and saw...

"PINK?! Pink clothes?! Are you freaking kidding me?!" The male found himself wearing a pink dress shirt and pants, the look of disgust on his face letting her know of his dislike for them.

"You never specified what you wanted to wear... And  consider this your punishment for the incident with one Miss Heartstrings..."

Paul frowned, folding his arms over his chest, "Pink is really not my color... but These are comfy... And its not like anyone but you will see me in them..." He gave her an over the top pose and winked at her, "... And lets be honest, I make these look good!"

Luna merely sighed and shook her head, face palming at the strange man before her, who nearly rivaled Discord in his strange behavior, "I grow weary with these silly antics, I came to tell you that you are still being watched closely, so be careful how you act." She turned to walk back towards the crack in the oak tree, the cloudy sky starting to clear as she did so. She stopped by the opening and turned to him once more and gave him a knowing grin. "Enjoy your wake up call, Paul, I am sure it will be an interesting one..."

With her words said, the Princess of the night walked through the opening in the tree, which slowly began to seal up once she walked through, leaving a puzzled Paul and an even more puzzled Mister Happy when he appeared from behind the tree, his eyes however were focused on Paul instead of the tree.

"What the fuck are you wearing..." Was all Mister Happy asked as he covered his face with his hands, double face palming at the sight of the man before him.

"I, good sir, am busy looking Fabulous!"

A groan from Happy was Paul's only answer, but before he could speak again, Paul felt the dream world around them start to fade, the sky's color's beginning to run like a water painting in the rain, "Hmm... Looks like I am waking up like Luna said, huh... Wonder what she meant by a 'wake up call'?"

"Guh... Why does my head hurt... And... Why is the entire room upside down?"

Paul blinked as he took in his first sights after waking from his nap, and to put it lightly, he was a mixture of confused and scared, but the second he looked down at his feet his fear only grew... For he found his ankles tied together by thick hemp rope, suspending him from the ceiling, and after a quick glance under him, he discovered he was hanging over a large black cooking pot, a small fire under it heating the water inside to a boil.

'Wow... Look's like that rabbit got you good, cos I have to say, you are kinda fucked...' Happy's voice echoed in his head, a cheerful tone to it for once.

"Fuck... You...!" Paul mumbled in annoyance as he tried to reach up and get at the rope, but found the task beyond him and he gave up after only two attempts, earning him what he could only guess was a slow, sarcastic clapping from Mister Happy inside his head.

"Fluttershy! Help! Man in distress!" He shouted loudly, but found nothing but silence in response, making him sigh heavily, "I fucking hate ponies... Aw who am I kidding, I will forgive her for this..."

Paul heard a sharp snap of a pair of fingers and twisted his neck around to try and look around behind him, finding Angel bunny sat on a rather plush pillow, a black fedora and a cigar-like carrot in his mouth. The bunny was not alone, being surrounded by other bunnies, who also wore fedora's, all glaring like their boss at Paul, some holding random cutlery menacingly as they did so.

"Oh what the hell... I know I said it but..."

'Hey, look at that, Angel bunny really IS a don... You my friend are boned, but don't worry, I am sure they won't eat you... I mean, they are herbivores after all."

'Thanks, that is so comforting... Knowing the little mob fucks will only boil me alive, cut me up, and leave me out for the bear probably...'

Paul was going to continue his fear filled rant, when a loud knocking at Fluttershy's front door caught every creature's attention in the room, the bunnies quickly made themselves scarce, removing their hat's as they did so, while Angel bunny just gave Paul a throat slitting gesture before hopping into the kitchen and out of sight.

"Mail mare! Miss Fluttershy? Are you in?" Came a familiar voice from behind the door, giving Paul a brief glimmer of hope.

"Derpy! You beautiful mare you! Please, come in here and help me out before I find myself in hot water!"

He heard the shuffling of hooves from behind the door, before Derpy's nervous sounding voice floated back through, "Paul...? Um... I don't know, after last night..."

"Aw come on! I thought we were friends?! I know I scared you all with the whole, 'Hey, I'm a handsome stallion, oops, actually I am a human! Nope, turns out I am a werewolf! Please accept me?', but right now, I am about to pass out with all this blood pooling in my head, so please... Help me!"

A soft sigh was his response, followed by the rattling of the front door's handle, and with it, the creak of the door opening, revealing to him an upside down Derpy, who frowned once she saw the state he was in.

"How did...?"

"Listen, Derpy, if you get me out of this, I promise to hug the crap out of you and whatever else you want, but please just get me down... After moving the cooking pot or whatever first..."

The wall-eyed mare, not wanting to really ask anymore questions, flew up to where he was being suspended, beginning to untie the knot, but stopped when he began to yell.

"Wait! Cooking pot! Water! Hot!"

Derpy just shook her head and kept undoing the rope around his ankle, but just before gravity took it's toll and dragged him into the boiling water, the grey mail mare grips his feet and flies him a few inches away from the cooking pot and then slowly sets him down.

"You are just like Dinky when she needs to take a bath..."

Paul stared at Derpy and raised an eyebrow and gulped, looking up at her from his place on his back on the floor, "You... Bathe your daughter in boiling water?"

Derpy giggled and shook her head, "Of course not... And I don't know why Miss Fluttershy would let you try and bathe in it yourself...?"

He merely shrugged, "Wasn't her... It was her bunny, Angel, turns out he is a mob boss and has plenty of bunny mobsters out for my life."

The blond maned Pegasus mare merely gave a slow nod, starting to question his sanity as she stood awkwardly over him, her tail flicking left and right nervously, not sure what to do next. Paul chose for her as he got up from the floor and hugged Derpy close, resting his chin on the crown of her head, his hands gently stroking up and down her back, avoiding her wings as he did so. The mare blushed heavily and just stayed still, not sure what to do as she rested her cheek against his chest.

"Um... Paul?"

"Hmm? Whats up Derpy?"

"Could you, I don't know, let me go? Your starting to poke me..."

He let go of her in a flash and looked down, noticing his towel was gone once more...

"Fuck! Why?! I... Guh... Sorry Derpy, I don't know why, but you ponies are so cute, and hugging you guys feels soooo good... A little too good at times it seems..."

Derpy didn't answer him, her cheeks still crimson as she looked down at the floor boards of Fluttershy's living room, nodding slowly as she avoided looking at him, her hands joining together in front of her, twiddling her thumbs.

"It's- It's ok, Paul... I know you don't mean to be rude, and I can't expect any stallion to find me interesting in 'that' way..." Her ears folded back against her head and her eyes went downcast.

"Whoa there! I never said you aren't attractive, hell, if I was a stallion I would snap you up... But yeah, different species and all that jazz..."

She blinked and gave him a mismatched stare of confusion, "What's wrong with a mixed species relationship? One of my cousins got married to a gryphon... I don't mind, um..." She froze as she watched him, noticing Paul had raised an eyebrow and stepped over to Fluttershy's couch, grabbing a cushion off it and covering himself. "I mean... If you wanted to date a pony... I don't think it would be too weird, I mean, your really silly, but in a good way..."

Paul gulped and felt his cheeks burning, not sure how to take her words.

'So... You actually going to try it with one of the locals? Good luck, if our own species didn't like you, what chance have you got with magical, pastel colored ponies who are always being happy go lucky...'

Paul growled a little at Happy's words, making Derpy 'eep', not sure if she had upset him at all, but calmed down when she saw his panicked expression, before he moved to her and put his left hand on her shoulder softly.

"Derpy, I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, just having an argument with some inner demons... But to answer your question... I might think about dating once I get settled in, but until then, I need all the friends I can get... So, friends?" He offered his hand out to her and smiled softly, his eyes locking on her own as well as he could with the wall-eyed mare.

Derpy smiled back and nodded, taking his hand in her's gently as she shook it, giggling a little as she did so, "Friends... Um, I know you said you wanted to wait, but-"

She never got to finish as the front door slammed open and Ponyville's one and only party mare stood in the doorway, grinning like a maniac, "PAULY! You have to come quick, Rarity said she can fit you in for a fitting, oooo this is going to be so much fun!" She bounced over to Paul and gripped his arm, yanking him away from Derpy, who just stared in disbelief as the man was dragged towards the door.

"Wait! Pinkie, I am in no state to go into town again! And am I not meant to be keeping hidden?"

Pinkie froze in mid-air, her bounce uncompleted, and turned her head to stare at the now worried looking man. She sighed and floated down to her feet and walked away from him, going around the side of Fluttershy's house and out of sight. Paul groaned and ran his hand through his hair as he poked his head back through the doorway, mouthing a 'sorry' to Derpy, who smiled and huffed a sigh, waving to him in return.

Paul chuckled and stepped back outside, a cushion still covering his crotch as he heard Pinkie Pie humming, making him turn towards the edge of the house she had vanished behind and saw something that made him freeze.

"No bloody way..."

'She expects you to wear that? Huh, this day keeps getting better, right Romeo?'

"Pinkie... That's a barrel... Why do you have a barrel?"

To Be Continued...