Lindsay's Guide to Pony-Sitting

by PrincessAJ

Chapters

Prologue/The Accident
The Confrontation
The Reunion

Prologue/The Accident

Feb 10th

4:18pm

Dear Diary,
.....
I have never written in a diary before, but I feel the need to write down what I’ve just seen.

But I don’t know what to say.

The craziest thing just happened to me, and as I write this, I'm still wondering if this is really happening or not.

I look back and forth to who’s on the other side of couch. My brain still can’t comprehend what I’m seeing, and as much as I hoped before that it was a dream; I’m absolutely sure now that what had just taken place was no delusion or fantasy.

I keep debating whether I should I call someone, but I know I can’t. They wouldn’t believe me, and they’d think I’m crazy. I’ll be sent to the looney bin in 2 seconds flat, and who know what would happen to….her.

I’m constantly looking back at the….can‘t exactly say person…

Ummm….female…. a couple of inches away from me. She looks ok but she still hasn't woken up yet, though from such a blow, I wouldn’t be surprised. I hear her moan a bit, but then she stops and continues to sleep. As she sleeps, i can slightly hear a whinny in her snore.

It’s actually kinda cute- wait what am I saying?!

I can’t wrap my head around any of this. I must be going insane, and if I’m going to be questioned (should that happen) I need to explain myself.

But how am I suppose to explain how a blue pegasus who crash landed from the sky, dive-bombed me in the park, and is, as we speak, passed out on my couch?

Well, I guess I’ll just have to start from the beginning.

It started with me walking in the park…...

So before I go any further, let me point out that I never go walking.

Really, I don’t.

I’m not one of super energetic people who go out walking to burn fat or whatever, or do it just for the sheer pleasure of walking. I’m, well I guess I can say, a hermit. It’s not like I have much to do or anywhere to be anyway.

I’ve never been, so to speak, a “social” person. Since I’m an only child, and its always been just me and my mom, I usually do upkeep in the house while my mom is at work. And once the chores are done, I spend the remainder of my day reading or watching TV.

So you’re probably wondering why I’m not at school or anything, right? Well, to tell you the truth, I’m home-schooled. I’ve been homeschooled since I was 10, and even now, me at 18, graduating high school, I'm still homeschooled. My lessons and classes are my mom and I reading history and science textbooks till “class” is over. Then I’m pretty much doing what I do…which is nothing.

I don’t have any friends outside the house. I don’t have a driver’s license, even though I’m 18, and no cell phone. So it’s pretty much a pretty boring life for me. Nothing eventful or exciting happens, and I’m just hanging out all day with no one to talk to.

Ok, let’s just get to the important part of the story already.

So, like what most people do on New Year’s, I made a resolution to at least try and change the status quo, of me being a lazy bum on the couch and not doing anything worthwhile. And for most of January, I did do some exercising, but pretty soon, I just went back to my old ways.

Great going, Lindsay, truly keeping to that resolution, huh?

But today was different. I felt the urge to go and actually do something. God knows why I decided to take a walk, but for some reason, I felt like I should try something different, or at least something I don’t normally do. So I got on my hoodie and shoes, locked the doors, and walked out, heading to the large field a couple of minutes away from my house. And at first, it wasn’t so bad.

The field was completely empty, not a person in sight. I could hear birds chirping, the air was damp from the rain shower that happened an hour before, and though the grass was muddy and squishy, I didn’t mind. All seemed fine and well with the world….

For a few minutes.

I think about five minutes passed by, and as I walked, I couldn’t help but feel like something was going to happen. I felt the air starting to get colder, the slight breeze that quietly blew suddenly started to grow stronger, and I could see some of the trees starting to rustle and shake from the impact of the wind.

At first, I didn’t think much of it. I mean, its nature, can’t really do much about it.

But that thought quickly faded. I started to get nervous and started to walk back to my house.

I heard a loud boom. Like a cannon or the sound a rocket makes when it launches. I flinched and froze where I was standing, my back turned to the sound.

….Ok, time to go.

I started walking then my walk quickly transitioned into a run. As I ran, I heard something behind me, something along the lines of a woman’s scream, and some kind of turbine engine. I kept running, not daring to turn around, my heart thumping a thousand miles a second, and my lungs starting to feel pain from the lack of air going in. I kept going, until I could finally see my house.

Thank god, I’m home free!

Then, from behind, that screaming I heard got closer, and I tried running harder than I ever thought possible.

Apparently, not hard enough.

Something hit me in the back. The impact of whatever hit me knocked me off my feet and forward into the air. My flight only lasted a couple of seconds, I could see the ground coming closer, and soon, I went tumbling and rolling over the grass, my body felt like a rag doll. I kept rolling until I finally stopped.

A few seconds passed. My whole body was in pain, I couldn’t move a muscle and I was positive that I may have broken some bones. I stayed on the ground, in too much pain to sit up, and once I opened my eyes, the world looked blurry and unfocused. Coughing, I repositioning my lower jaw back into place, and then checked my hand. Apparently I was bleeding, though I wasn’t exactly sure where. Feeling my lip, and lifting my hand to examine……yeah it’s my lip.

Great.

I rubbed my head and felt the bruise on my forehead as I tried to regain focus.

“Ugh....what the heck was that? It felt like I got hit with a bag full of bricks.” I said out loud, though I was still coughing up blood and dirt.

I slowly began to sit up, wincing in pain as my arms pushed down on the ground to support me. My eyes were still blurry, and it was difficult to really focus on anything. I blinked a couple of times, as my eyes started to readjust.

The second my eyes were back to normal, I saw exactly what hit me. Despite my pain, I quickly crawled backwards away from the lump that lay on the ground. I got a few inches away, and after a few moments of silence, I started examining the strange object that hit me.

It was blue. It didn’t move, but I could see its chest rise and fall as it breathed. It had the body of a small horse, but it had wings… so I guess a pegasus?

Wow, I must have hit the ground harder than I thought.

Its mane was in a pattern of a rainbow, so was the tail, and on it’s... butt, thigh bottom? Was a tattoo of some sort: a cloud with a lightning bolt, colored in red, yellow, and blue.

I took a glimpse at its wings, which looked kinda cool, but one of them is bent in some odd position. I was pretty sure wings didn’t bend like that.

I started to slowly stand, and walk toward the strange pegasus on the ground, still feeling a bit woozy I almost tripped once or twice. I leaned over to see the front of the peculiar animal, its eyes were closed and a big bruise was under its right eye. Its ear flinched, and I could hear moaning…

I didn’t exactly want to find out if it was a boy or girl, but from the screaming I heard, and the moaning, I could only guess it was a girl.

I just stood there, completely motionless, just staring at this weird discovery. I tried to plan out in my head what I’d do, but all I could think about was how insane this was. This couldn’t be real, a pegasus in the park, that completely smashed into me? That’s just crazy talk!

But even still, despite the ludicrous situation, I could still feel the pain from the collision, so that had to mean this couldn’t be some kind of dream, right? And besides, the bigger question remained….

What do I do about the pegasus?

I could just leave her, let someone else deal with it. But that felt horribly wrong. Even if this had nothing to do with me, leaving her would be the sickest thing to do, especially since it looked like she broke one of her wings.

What if I called animal control? Ok sure, it’s a little different than what they usually deal with, but it’s just a horse crossed with a bird, so it shouldn’t be too hard to help, right?...

No…. this was my fault in some way. I felt responsible. And I was- the only one to see any of this.

This pegasus…might need my help.

And if I left her in someone else’s hands… I would feel like a scumbag for abandoning her.

I think….I should help…

I couldn’t even really believe what I was doing; it felt like I had no control of my body. And before I could really figure out what I was doing, I had the pegasus in my arms. She felt a lot like carrying a medium sized dog, and her fur was soft and smooth. She didn’t make a sound or move an inch once I picked her up, but I could feel her heart beat once she was in my arms. Making sure I wasn’t bending her wing as I held her, I carefully folded it in. I still felt unbelievable pain all over, but I had to push that aside for now.

I looked around to see if anyone was out. Apparently not, everyone was in their houses, and looking up to the sky, I saw the sun was going down. I better get this pony back to the house.

<<<<< >>>>>

Once I got back to my house, I carefully put the pegasus on the couch, and quickly rushed to the door, locking it. I went to the windows and closed them, since I didn’t think anyone should see inside if some person were to walk by.

After i locked down pretty much every window, door, nook and cranny in the house, my eyes rested on the pegasus. She was still unconscious, and didn’t move much on the couch. Wow, that collision must have really knocked her out.

Now time to figure out how to fix that wing…

Well, maybe it works the same way when a bird breaks a wing. Like what I did in 5th grade.

I grabbed my computer, and quickly looked up “how to fix a bird’s broken wing”. A link showed up, and I clicked it, reading the directions in my head.

Hmmm…ok, it says to “examine the wing” by looking for open wounds

I got up, and checked out the wing, carefully lifting it and looking on both sides. No open wounds, just a couple of scratches.

I go back to the computer.

Ok, now it says "immobilize the wing”.

I quickly headed to the bathroom, grabbed my dad’s first aid kit and brought it back to the couch. I got out a adhesive gauze and grabbed a pair of scissors nearby.

I followed what the directions said, and put her wing in its natural position, wrapping it carefully. Pretty soon, her wing was all wrapped up and secure. I stand up to see the finished product.

Putting my hands on my hips, I silently congratulated myself.

Not bad Lindsay, not bad.

Then the pain from before comes back, I winced.

Oh yeah, forgot about that.

I headed back to the bathroom, not before i put a small wool blanket over the sleeping pegasus.

Now time to patch myself up.

After wrapping my arm and rinsing my bloody lip, I finally went and sat on the couch. My eyes moved to the side table, where this diary sat. I picked up the book, examining its cover. I remember I got this diary for my birthday last year, but I told my mom I wasn’t the type of girl who wrote in a diary. Though considering what’s happened today, maybe now would be a good time to use it.

As I’m writing, I’m starting to feel a bit better, the retelling of my story seems to have gotten a weight off my shoulders.

I still feel completely uncomfortable sitting next to a passed out pegasus, but I can't really do much about that now, can I?

So now that I got all that off my chest, I just need to wait till the pegasus wakes up....

That should be interesting.

–Lindsay

Author's Note

So yeah, this is my very FIRST fanfiction ever (yay) i really wanted to write for a REALLY long time, so im happy i finally get the chance to!
sorry if its a bit on the weird side, but i am new to this,
and i do appreciate CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM, so please don't hate, its my first try and i put a lot of work into it :D
i hope you enjoy and think about reading what happens next, really appreciate it! :)

Update: went though a total REWRITE for this chapter, thanks to my friend Dartrunner
now no more grammar or past tense issues :D

The Confrontation

Feb 10th

5:03pm

Dear Diary,

It’s been a good hour and a half since I’ve written anything. And so far, not much has happened.
I’m still on the couch, the pony is still asleep, and I haven’t left my seat since I last wrote; mostly resting since my last entry.

I’m starting to think this is a lost cause, and this pony won’t wake-

“….oww…”

I put my book down and stiffened as my blood ran cold. Oh my God, she’s actually waking up, I mean I knew she would eventually but not so soon. I started to panic, my breathing was short and quick; beads of sweat formed on my forehead as the pegasus began to rustle underneath the blanket.

In my mind, I calmly thought of what to do.

What the hell do I do!?!?! Should I just sit here? Do I get up and run? Something? I..I..I don’t know what I should do! Oh god, oh god, oh god…

Finally I give up, and out of fear, I quickly got off the couch and cowardly hid behind the armrest.

I don’t know how she’s gonna react when she sees me, but I know for sure it won’t be pretty.

The pony’s head rose from her pillow, and she sat up on the couch. I spied from my hiding place while she looked around in a daze. She rubbed her head and moaned softly; the spot on her forehead must still sting from the collision earlier. As she blinked a few times to regain her vision, I observed that her eyes were a brilliant magenta, a magenta that I’ve only seen a couple of times in my life. Once she finished, she looked around the room, observed her surroundings, and instantly her face turned to confusion…

“Wha…where…where am I?”

Then fear.

“This…isn’t Cloudsdale..”

Then anger.

“Where the hay am I?!”

My eyes nearly pop out of my skull from all I’ve heard…

…So she can talk…okay…

Shaking the initial shock of a pegasus talking right in front of me, I continued to watch her every move, with fascination. This was unbelievable.

The pegasus saw her bandaged wing and groaned in annoyance.
“Not again…”

Wonder if I should be concerned about that...nay.

She looked over the couch, and called out.
“Hello? Anypony here?”

Anypony? Weird.

I leaned back a bit, but in doing so, the wood floor beneath me creaked. The pony’s ears turned to the sound, and she looked my way, though I’m pretty sure she couldn’t see me.

“Who’s..who’s there? If this is another obsessed fan, I’m really not in the mood.”

She has fans? What, is she some sort of celebrity where she’s from?

Too many questions were going through my head. I stayed quiet, and I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest.

“Answer me... or you’ll regret it!” she yelled.

I closed my eyes…

This is ridiculous, hiding like a wuss isn’t gonna solve anything. And it DEFINITELY won’t help me here…

I breathed out quietly.

There’s no point in hiding… I might as well just get it over with…

Well...here goes nothing…

I braced myself, and I stood.

At first she didn’t react, but once she saw me standing in front of her, her eyes bulged and a scream came out of her mouth.

Same went for me.

We both screamed at one another, afraid of the strange organisms in front of each of us. She kicked her legs, and tried to back up, but the opposite armrest stopped her. I backed up and tripped over the lounge chair behind me. I fell on the ground with a thud, and did the same scurry maneuver as she did. We continued to let out our frightened yells for a few more seconds, and once we stop, she and I stared. Face to face, at each other. Motionless. Her breathing was heavy, as was mine.

“A human?! But... I thought Lyra was kidding about those things!”

“Excuse me?” I said somewhat offended.

“Back off you freak! I’ve got wicked fighting skills!” she positioned her arms like she was ready to karate-chop me or something. I kinda think it’s cute and I snuffle a giggle. She looked at me annoyed and a bit confused.

“What’s so funny?” she asks.

“Uh..nothing…” I looked away and bit my lip. “Look I don’t wanna hurt you or anything. This is all just a big misunderstanding,” I started to say as I stood up.

She wasn’t going to let me finish. “Pfff, Yeah right! you’re probably gonna do experiments on me or something! Well, I’m not havin’ any of that!”

“No, you got it all wrong! I’m not trying to do anything to you. Look, you literally fell from the sky and crashed into me in the park. You were out like a light, your wing was broken, and I just took you to my house to see if you were okay.”

She squinted her eyes, not believing my story, and crossed her arms “This is obviously a dream. In a few minutes I’ll be back in Cloudsdale safe and sound.”

“Cloudsdale?” I ask.

“YES. My home, and once I wake up, none of this will have ever happened.”

“Yeah..I don’t think that’s gonna happen.”

She raised an eyebrow “What’d ya mean?”

“This isn’t a dream.”

It took her a moment to process what I said, then realization hits her “….No, it HAS to be! I can’t really be stuck here!” she cried, looking down at her wing again. I could see the fear and sadness in her facial expression, and it tore my heart to see her that way. She looked back up to me, desperation in her eyes “Quick, you GOTTA tell me how to get out of here!”

I shrugged “How should I know? I’m not the freakin’ Doctor! It’s obvious you came here from some other dimension or something…or from wherever you’re from.”

She tried to get up from the couch, but in doing so, fell off the side and landed on the floor. She let out a cry, and I hurried over and tried to help her up, but was swatted away before I could.“Get away from me!” she growled.

Ignoring what she said, I scooped her up in my arms. She flailed around and tried to escape my grasp, yelling “Put me down!”

I did as she asked and plopped her back on the couch.

“Calm down, would ya?” I said, now mildly annoyed.

“No way! I’m getting the heck out of this place! You can’t keep me here!”

“I’m not keeping you here, can’t you understand that?! Your stuck here!” I yelled back at her.

Her eyes grew wide, and she opened her mouth as to say something but quickly closed it. I wasn’t sure if it was my outburst that surprised her, or the inevitable reaction to realizing her situation. Her ears sagged “This means… Tank…Scootaloo… my friends…” and her voice began to crack. I couldn’t be too sure, but I could have sworn I heard a snuffle.

I realize what I’ve said, and I soon feel completely guilt-ridden.

“Hey hey, come on now…’ I say, trying to comfort her. ‘It’s ok…we’ll figure something out...”

I slowly headed back to the couch and sat. I felt the urge to pet her, but I think that would only make things awkward and/or worse. We sat in silence, each of us contemplating what our next course of action was. After a few more moments of quiet, she turned to me with sad eyes, literally piercing into my soul. I felt awful for her, and I did everything within my power to try and think of something to say.

“Well, it’s obvious you can’t fly back. Especially in the shape you’re in. So maybe we just need to let you rest up, and then we can find a way to get you back home.” I said, though once I finish my sentence, she looked at me with distrust.

“You’re not just saying that so I can trust you, and you turn the tables and trick me, right?” she asked cautiously.

“Positive,” I reply. Once I say this, her ears perked up again, and a faint smile came across her face. I find myself smiling back. This has definitely been the most bizarre and interesting couple of hours of my life, but for some reason, I actually didn’t mind it now. Before I was afraid of the new and strange thing I discovered, but now I wasn’t so afraid anymore, and I was willing to help out this pegasus the best that I can.

She extended her hoof toward me and said, “I’m Rainbow Dash.”

I pause for a moment, then grasp my own hand around her hoof and said, “Lindsay,” as we shook hands(?) slowly.

Once we finish, Rainbow was the first to speak.

“So.. I guess I should apologize, you know, for crashing into you earlier. Sorry ‘bout that.”

“Eh, it’s okay...Sorry for yelling at you,” I reply, feeling a sting from my arm again.

She shrugged, “It’s cool.”

We return to silence. Then I am the first to speak.

“So..where are you from exactly?” I was fairly intrigued to learn more about the world she came from.

She opened her mouth to answer, but our moment is suddenly stopped by a loud bang from outside, a similar sound like when Rainbow Dash crashed into me. I stood, and Dash turned her head toward the noise.We said nothing as I slowly headed toward my living room window and pulled back the curtains. And beyond what my mind can comprehend, a large blast of light came from my backyard. It looked mystical and alien, nothing I’d ever seen before, as a strange purple and pink aura circled around the light...

Author's Note

I'm back baby!
God, it took me a pretty long time to get back to writing this thing. i felt like crap for not writing anything for this, and leaving it the way i did. Promising a new story when in actuality, i was just quitting on yet another project. but now enough sulking, i'm back, and Lindsay's Guide to Pony-Sitting is here to stay :D
thanks again to Dartrunner for proof-reading everything

The Reunion

Feb 10th
7:22 pm
Dear Diary

Sorry I cut off what I was saying in my last entry. Not gonna lie, the past 2 hours have been a bit of a roller coaster. I know I said previously that I wasn’t too fazed by this experience now, but I don’t know, it’s a bit hard to shake this off like an everyday occurrence. As I write this tucked in my bed surrounded by the most unusual group of acquaintances I’ve ever met, I’d probably be best if I explain what happened, so you can better understand what’s been going on. Be warned, it’s a LOT to take in.

The bright and shimmering energy beam seemed to levitate toward the ground, practically blinding Dash and I with its luminous rays of light. We covered our eyes, in hopes that we wouldn’t lose our sight from such a bright flash, and a few moments passed before the energy’s beams dimmed only slightly. Reopening my eyes, I looked to my right where Dash sat. She said nothing, but I could tell by her expression that she was just as confused as I was.
As we stared, the energy ball swirled rapidly and to both our surprise, the ball burst into nothing, as a large group of bodies escaped from the energy beam and landed promptly on top of one another.
An uneasy silence filled the air in the room, as I watched with curiosity and a little fear. The room got so quiet you could probably hear the sound of a pin drop onto the floor.
“Well…that happened.” I could hear someone’s muffled voice coming from the other side of my glass window. The pile of beings moved as each of them tried getting off of each other, groaning and saying “ouch” as they attempted to stand up from their less than graceful landing.
As I scanned them out my window, I realized straight away that Dash wasn’t the only pony I’d come across today.
There are more of them.
Dash smiled wide “Guys!”
She turned her body to face the window, waving her arms frantically thinking they might spot her through the glass.
Won’t do any good, though; since my windows are tinted from the outside.
“You know them?” I replied, raising an eyebrow as I turned toward her.
Dash nodded, while I continued to observe the new ponies.
“Yeah, those are my friends, the other Elements of Harmony.”
“The Elements of what-now?” I asked confused. “You know what, never mind. I might not understand anyway.”
The one pony who spoke stood up as she examined her surroundings with critical amethyst eyes. She was the same size as Dash but a bit taller by comparison. Her dark purple hair flowed over her lavender colored shoulder, a florescent pink highlight following along. She walked over toward the tall wooden fence, her flank showing an image of a sparkling pink star. I noticed she had a long horn sticking out from her forehead, and quickly thought she was a unicorn. But to my surprise, a large pair of wings neatly sported her sides.
Wait...wings?
Part unicorn, and part pegasus?
…what the heck IS she then?
Her friends began to stand; each of them in a different color than the others, and each with their own respective looks. A tall orange colored pony looked worried as she picked up a stray brown hat on the grass and placed it gently upon her blonde head. Meanwhile, a white unicorn stood, fluffing her long and swirled purple hair, looking as if she was scared her hair was ruined from her little fall (not to be mean, but it DID look a little messy). Beside her a timid yellow pegasus peered behind her friend, her pink hair drooping over her face as she looked around frightened and unsure. And finally a bright pink pony jumped around eagerly, her curly hair bouncing up and down as she smiled wide and carefree.
The unicorn (or pegasus maybe? I mean the one with the horn and wings) frowned “Is everypony okay?” she asked as she looked to her friends.
There’s that word again. Seriously, what’s up with that? They can’t just say everybody?
The orange one nodded and spoke in a Southern accent “Yeah, I think we’re okay, Twilight.”
The white unicorn looked discouraged “Now what do we do? We’ve wound up in a strange place without any way of knowing where we are. Who knows where our dear Rainbow Dash might have gone? And whoever lives in this house really needs to learn how to decorate a backyard. I mean, just LOOK at that patio furniture.” She pointed toward the patio furniture my mother bought; looking at it like it was a heap of garbage.
I furrowed my brow, frowning.
Hey, I thought it looked nice. Who are you to judge?
“Rarity, now ain’t the time for criticizing someone’s choice of furniture. We got more important things to be worryin’ about.” the orange pony said to the white unicorn, who in return gave her a look of annoyance.
I think I might like you, Southern pony.
The timid pegasus replied with such a soft voice I could swear only a mouse could hear it. “Girls, we need to find Rainbow Dash. I’m so worried about her, who knows what awful things could have happened to her! She could be in trouble or hurt or worse…”
“Or she could be captured by super spies, wanting to milk information out of her for secret codes to break into the world’s most protected banks!”
Everyone turned their heads to who said that strange sentence. The pink pony looked at her friends’ confused faces and shrugged “what?”
The purple unicorn/pegasus named Twilight sighed “Pinkie, that can’t be the reason why Dash disappeared here.”
“It COULD be though! And if it is, we need to go incognito.” The pony called Pinkie exclaimed as she started to act like a super spy, suddenly appearing from behind the orange pony then somehow magically appearing behind Twilight a few feet away.
My mind couldn’t understand how she did that “wait, but how did-“I started to say, before Dash stopped me. She looked up and said simply,
“It’s Pinkie Pie. Don’t question it.”
“I should be questioning it, since that was impossible what she just did.”
“No use in figuring out how or why. She’s kind of a strange case.”
“And you guys are okay with that?”
“You get used to it after a while.”
I slowly nodded, my inner workings still trying to decipher how this “Pinkie Pie” did that.
Twilight briefly smiled at Pinkie appearing from behind, but then her expression changed to that of a serious drill sergeant. “Alright everypony, we need a game plan in order for us to find our lost friend. First we need to figure out where we are, THEN come up with a plan to find Rainbow Dash. It’s not a very good idea to just start wandering around this place thinking she’ll be here. Okay?”
The others nodded in agreement as I turned to Dash. “So these guys aren’t bad news, at least for me, right?” I asked.
“Yeah, they’re cool. They probably won’t hurt you.” Dash replied, leaning back on the couch.
“Probably? What, have they done that to someone before?”
“Well, there was Nightmare Moon, then Queen Chrysalis, then Discord, then Tirek…” she explained, as she used her hooves like fingers, counting how many times they’ve fought someone. I instantly felt intimidated and honestly a little queasy.
“Okay, I got it. You’ve done it before. No need to keep going.”
Suddenly another beam, smaller than the last, appeared and shot out another body, this one small and purple. It let out a scream like a little boy and landed right on top of the yellow pegasus with a loud thud. Pinkie smiled brightly “I think that’s everypony!”
Twilight leaned over to see who landed on the ground. Suddenly she gasped “Spike!”
“Spike?” I ask Dash, squinting at the strange purple boy that landed in the yard.
“Yeah, he’s Twilight’s assistant. He sends letters for her, helps her organize her books, stuff like that.”
kinda sounds more like an unpaid intern to me.
Spike stood, and though I was expecting him to be a pony like the others, he instead sported scales, claws, and a long tail. He was also colored purple like Twilight, only he had a lime green-colored underbelly, and his spines were a darker shade of green than the trail of scales going down his tail.
“Spike, are you alright?” Twilight said concerned.
Spike nodded, while rubbing his head “Yeah, I’m okay. Luckily, I landed on something.”
“Ouch.”
“Oh Fluttershy! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to land on you!” he cried as he bend forward, extending his claw out to Fluttershy, which she gratefully took.
I tilted my head in confusion “And he’s a….dinosaur?”
Dash’s eyes went partially closed, looking like I said something stupid .
“Dragon.” She said bluntly.
“Then, why doesn’t he have wings? Don’t dragons have wings?”
“He’s a BABY dragon. Duh.”
“That wouldn’t make sense, since I read baby dragons have wings when they’re born-“
“HEY GUYS, WHATS THIS?!”
I paused and turned toward the window, as Pinkie started to knock on it like it was some invisible force. The others seemed to notice Pinkie’s outburst, and slowly headed in the direction of my house.
I felt a sense of panic as I tensed up.
Oh god, they're gonna see me! Now what?
“Helloooooooo? Anypony in there?” Pinkie said, cupping her hoofs over her eyes to see into the room. She squinted tightly as she observed the house with her large light blue eyes.
“I don’t think there’s anything in there, Pinkie Pie.” Spike said, doubtful.
I started hoping she wouldn’t see me, but to my dismay, she spotted something that warranted her to take a closer look. She squinted harder, narrowing her eyes till they were barely visible; and upon seeing me, suddenly let out a high pitched yell, ran back to Twilight and grabbed onto her like a scared child.
“Twilight! There’s something in there!” she cried out fearfully.
Twilight raised an eyebrow “What? What did you see?”
“It was like this super tall creepy looking monkey thing! Go see!”
What do I do? WHAT DO I DO?!
“Calm down Pinkie. I’m sure there’s nothing to be afraid of.” Twilight reassured as she walked slowly forward, now inches away from the window.
My breathing then became frighteningly short as I tensed up and the same fear I felt when I first met Dash had returned, only this time it was ten times worse.
It was already scary enough meeting a blue pegasus that crashed into me like a meteor today, but now that there’s more of them coming, I have no idea how to react!
“Uh…you can let them in, you know.” Dash said to me, breaking me out of my subconscious meltdown.
I stuttered nervously “Yeah…but…how are they gonna react to me? The same way you did? Or worse?” I really hoped for the former at least, I wouldn’t want to get pummeled to a pulp like those other guys Dash mentioned.
“You’ll be fine, really. Let ‘em in and see for yourself.” she said to me softly. It sort of reminded me of my mom whenever I get nervous about something, and her calming words always seemed to ease my worry and paranoia. Honestly that was a bit weird, especially hearing it from a blue pegasus, but in a way, it felt reassuring.
I looked down, taking a breath. And bracing myself for whatever reaction I get out of those ponies, I gently unlocked the latch on the door.
Twilight’s ear twitched to the sound.
God help me.
Twilight quickly took a step back, now transfixed at the door slowly coming open. Her friends all stood motionless a couple of feet away, holding onto one another like their lives depended on staying together.
I pulled the door open then stepped outside, the rays of the setting sun skimmed over the roof of the neighbor’s house. The air was slightly nippy and the winds were calm, though I dare say the looming awkwardness of me and the ponies coming face to face literally made the air go still and tenacious.
The ponies and dragon had their eyes fixated on me, with a clear expression of horror and danger shown on all their faces. Twilight, on the other hand, looked more confused than the others but none the less she too seemed nervous as she looked up to face me.
Now I had a choice, either say something or just stand there like a creepy looking idiot and not say a word. My best opinion was probably the first.
“Uh…hi.”
Or so I thought.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Pinkie yelled out, as everyone besides Twilight all run crazy toward the corner of my yard then squeeze themselves up against the wall.
Twilight’s eyes grew wide “a human? Wait, how can this be? This isn’t Canterlot High, isn’t it?” she asks me.
I shook my head, as Twilight scanned me from her point of view. She seemed to murmur to herself as she circled around me “Well, that’d be ridiculous anyway considering I’m not a human and Spike’s not a dog. Unless we entered into a different kind of portal in which we stay as ponies and everypony else is the same…you don’t seem to look familiar if you happened to be a pony from Equestria, i would have recognized you here…”
Me? a pony? as if.
“This is so bizarre...it couldn’t have something to do with the mirror, since its closed for another thirty moons...unless it has something to do with my portal…”
“I really have no idea what you’re talking about.” I say bluntly. I wasn’t lying either, what with the Elements and Discord and Cloudsdale I really was completely lost in everything going on.
“Oh! Sorry." she blushed lightly then cleared her throat, "We’re looking for our friend Rainbow Dash. Have you seen her?”
“Uh, yeah, she’s-‘ I begin to say, until I get jumped on by a certain pink pony. I land on the ground hard, and once my eyes opened, they were greeted by huge blue eyes only centimeters away from mine.
“Don’t lie to us, missy! We know you want Dashie for the secret plans!” She poked my nose with her hoof as she looked at me suspiciously.
“What? Secret plans – no, look, I’m not lying, okay? She’s inside.” I said, coughing a little from the air in my lungs being sucked out once Pinkie smashed into my chest.
“And what makes you think we can trust you?” The orange pony asked as she walked behind Twilight.
“Yes, you seem rather suspicious considering your bandages and skid marks all over your face.” The white unicorn added, looking me in the eye with distrust.
“Umm…maybe we should let her speak…” Fluttershy began to say, but her comment was ignored by the others as they continued to interrogate me.
“And you’re very nonchalant about seeing ponies and a dragon in your backyard like this.” Spike said, crossing his arms.
“Girls….Spike…” Fluttershy muttered.
I had enough of this. “That’s my point, and if you’d let me explain, I’ll tell you why I look like this, or why I’m not scared to seeing you guys in front of me!”
“That seems a bit hard to believe there, lady,” Twilight commented.
“Says the magical pegasus unicorn hybrid in my backyard,” I snapped back.
“Listen to her, guys!” A voice echoed from behind me.
Twilight frowned and then looked up. Her friends did the same, and soon their faces all changed to sheer joy “Rainbow Dash!” they all yelled. Pinkie jumped off my chest, and the others followed pursuit and ran toward my house. I then sat up to see what they saw.
Dash stood at the entrance of my window, leaning up against the wall to keep her balance. I could see from her facial expression that she was still in pain, but she gave a quick smirk as her friends came clamoring toward the door.
I slowly got off the ground, and watched as Dash’s friends all circled around her and give her a huge bear hug. They all grinned and squeezed their friend tight, extremely joyful to be reunited with her. Seeing the sweet display, I smiled lightly. It made me actually feel pretty good, not just for them, but for Dash, seeing as how she was so eager and determined to go home to her friends again. Now I can see why she wanted to so badly; they were kinda like her family.
However my moment of spectating in the cuteness was suddenly stopped by the sting in my arm flaring up again. Rubbing my forearm once more, I exhaled. Dang that Pinkie was actually heavier and harder than Dash, which is weird considering by her constant jumping, I assumed she weighed no less than a fluffy pillow.
Dash’s friends then stopped hugging upon seeing Dash’s bandaged wing. Twilight and Fluttershy sighed. "Broke your wing again?” they said in unison.
“Eh, yeah. You know me, this isn’t anything new,” Dash replied, slightly embarrassed.
Fluttershy then turned in my direction, looking up at me “You took care of Rainbow Dash?”
I nodded. “Yeah, I mean, she was injured. And I couldn’t just leave her in the shape she was in.”
She walked up toward me with slight caution “I’m sorry about us not trusting you before. We were worried about Rainbow Dash being okay. If anything were to happen to her, oh we wouldn’t know what to do.”
“I can understand that, no worries.” I grinned back to Fluttershy, and she smiled at me back.
Dash walked very slowly up to my leg, then clung onto it gently to support herself “Guys, this is Lindsay. Don’t worry, she’s cool.”
I gave a quick hello as Twilight nodded. “My name is Twilight Sparkle.”
“I’m Applejack,” the orange pony said as she tipped her hat to me.
“I’m Fluttershy,” Fluttershy introduced herself in a meek voice.
“Pleased to meet you, darling, I’m Rarity,” the white unicorn announced.
“I’m Spike,” Spike said, waving to me from behind Twilight.
“And I’m Pinkie Pie!” Pinkie Pie said jumping gleefully.
“It’s nice to meet you all," I said to them.
I grinned at my new friends, now no longer feeling so afraid of them. I could see that they really cared for their friend, going so far as to come from wherever they are from just to save her.
“Now...about my patio furniture...” I began to say.
Rarity looked embarrassed as her cheeks grew a bright shade of pink. “Oh..you heard that?”
“Yeah, I did. Also there was something about ‘secret plans?'"
Pinkie raised her hoof and rapidly shook it like she wanted to answer a question in school. “Oh! that was me! See, i thought-”
Suddenly from the inside of the house, a familiar noise for me entered my ears. The sound of a key being pressed into the lock of my front door, and the knob being twisted open. I quickly remembered what time it was.
6:05, which is exactly-
The same time my mother would get home from work every day.

Author's Note

Yay I'm back! After my super long studying for my test (which i PASSED), i can finally get around to writing for this and the new idea i had ^__^ thanks for sticking with me through all that, i know it was awful having to wait XD thanks again to my proof reader for helping me :D