Welcome To PonyVille

by Suit Stitch

Rating: everyone
Tags: Random, Adventure, Human, Alternate Universe, Comedy
Length: 1143

Saturday is one of my favorite days, but will I get what I expected?

Saturday is one of my favorite days, but will I get what I expected?

This is a one-shot for my OC!
(Actually, it really isn't a one-shot.)

And as always, constructive criticism is welcome!

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-04-23 04:00:02 UTC

Typical Saturdays?

BEEEP!

"WOAH!" I fell out of my bed, stunned from the loud noise that just made way into my ears.

"Ugh, stupid alarm clock," I pushed the snooze button, glad to get the beeping noise out of my ears.

I climbed back into my bed, and slid my sports blanket over myself and attempted to return to sleep. After about 15 minutes of tossing and turning, I just decided to get up. I looked at my TIME-X watch and looked at the date and time.

Hmm, so if its the 22nd... and I know the 21st was a Friday...

"OH MY GOSH ITS A SATURDAY!!!" I jumped up will glee as I knew today was the day that a new episode of one of my favorite shows aired.

I slid down my bed, towards my TV. Then I turned on my TV with just a tap on the touch-LED buttons under the screen.

After that I unplugged the HDMI from my PS3, then hooked it into my DirecTV cable box. I turned to my right and grabbed the remote off my chest, then clicked the power button at the end, which activated the little theme-song that they setup, as well as showing the logo.

From there I just made way to 'My Recordings' then went down to 'My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic'.

What you would expect from the rest of this story is just a boring tale on how I watched an episode, but that's where your wrong.

The screen lit up white, and a strange sound started to rise, slowly get louder.

"Huh, maybe this starts out with Twilight casting a-"

BANG POP

Everything went white and my eye lids shut when the brightness got to much to handle.

After the poping had stopped, I decided it might be a good time to open my eyes.

"Is everypony ok?" A mysterious, but familiar voice said.

"Yeah, were cool, but who's he?" I looked up at the voices, but what I saw before me made all of those parents' famous, 'cartoons are not real', statement invalid.

No, this can't be..

"Oh, yeah, who are you?" I was thinking hard about what had just happend.

Am I dreaming? Am I dead?

Before I could test my theory's, my thoughts were interrupted.

"Hello?" Twilight asked, raising a hoof in front of me.

"Y-eah, I am f-fine!" I thought for a second, then i realized something.

What a second, if they are... am I...?

I looked down at were my feet usually were, but instead was greeted with four hoofs.

woah, awesome...!?

"No silly, whats your name, where are you from?" For somebody, or somepony that was just asking a question, she sounded as if she wanted to know everything about me.

"Erm, my name is John! I'm from.. Las Pegasus!" I put on the best fake smile that I could, and waited for a response.

"John? that's a unique name, my name is Twilight Sparkle," she reached out, then helping me off the ground.

It sure is easy standing on four legs...

"Hey, maybe you can come over to my house, so we could get to know each other? After all I haven't seen you much around." I thought about it.

Hmm, ah what the heck, how often to I get to hang out with Twilight Sparkle?

"Uh, sure!"

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Ahh, 3D!

As we walked to, as assumed, the library, I noticed that PonyVille had more of a 3D aspect than before, because usually I could only see it from the angle the episode took place in, but now I can see way more, for example I saw a comic book store, which was filled with millions of Daring Do shorts. Huh, maybe she made her short stories in comics because there wasn't enough information to make a book.

I also noticed that Twilight was mumbling to herself, I couldn't really make out much of what she said so It kinda sounded like she was saying, “I better put the books in the toaster…” I hoped that I wasn't hearing right, because otherwise it meant that Twilight ate books.

“Ah, the Golden Oaks library,” Oh fudge, “I, Uh heard about it in the newspaper?” But it came out more sounding like a question then a statement.

“Oh? Well that's nice,” Twilight said, looking at me. That was close...

As we approached the library, I tried my hardest not to squeal, but I couldn't help to smile..

We walked inside then Twilight looked at me, “Go ahead and sit down, I'll be back with refreshments,” then she turned around and trotted to the kitchen, which is another thing I could never see on a regular basis.

I looked at the couch think on how to sit as a pony, but I assumed that it would be fine just to jump up and curl up on it like a dog. As I sat I wonder how long I’d be gone, or how time compares there to here.

After about 15-20 minutes, she appeared out of the kitchen, walked over to me and set down the drinks on the coffee table.

“John, I have something to tell you and it's very important that you know,” she looked over to me with a gloomy look, “I know how you got here, and I’m very sorry about it,” she walked over and sat down next to me and continued, “I was trying this new spell, which was supposed to allow travel through dimensions with ease, but It didn't exactly go as expected, and as you probably can already tell, it sent you here,” she leaned in a bit closer, spaced far enough from me so she didn't look like she was about to kiss me, “And I’m afraid you will be here for about a month, until I can make a spell to send you back.”

It took me a few seconds to respond, but eventually I decided it would make her feel better about it if I responded in a good tone, “It's alright Twilight, It was just an accident and they happen all the time, and I’m sure I’ll enjoy my time here.” She immediately jumped up and gave me a hug, and did what I was trying to stop, she started to sob. “But what about your family won't they be mad, or sad? Oh, I never wanted to hurt you, or anypony!” She stopped in frustration and sadness, all I really could do was make her feel better. “Shh, I told you I’ll be fine, don’t worry about it,” She stopped crying and leaned up, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

She let go of me, and blushed a bit, probably realizing that she just bare hugged a stranger.

“S-sorry about that, John.”

“As I said, don’t worry about it.”

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