I blame magic and the Forces of the Universe!

I woke up with a groan, a pounding headache, and the sun shining in my eyes, making them feel like they were about to explode. Throwing the covers of my bed, I shambled like a zombie over to the small kitchenette, pouring a cup of water and leaning on the counter, sipping it. At least its gotten a little better. I thought, finishing the cup of water and walking over to my computer desk.

Getting on call of Duty, I played a few matches. I screwed up a lot, considering I was hungover and tired, but still managed to get a decent score. Logging off, I went to sit on my couch, and turned the TV on. "Welp, I have no idea where I am anymore!" On the news it said, 'Mass murder outside of Manehattan just last night.' Above that was a reporter talking, the microphone in front of her without her holding it. Below that was a logo saying 'Equestrian News.'

"Hey! Open up!" A voice in front of my door said. "Equestrian police! Here to arrest one-" At that moment, an airplane flew overhead.

"Wait a sec! What am i getting arrested for?" I asked. I was in no mood for this. I was dealing with a hangover, in another world, and tired.

"The theft of several hundred bits from a Pony Aid!" The man shouted. "Now open up or I'll kick the door in!"

I chuckled quietly to myself. "You can try buddy. How I love my grandfather for giving me that wooden casing!" Getting up and shing to my bedroom, I put on a black SAO shirt, black hoodie, black jeans, and black shoes.

"Alright! I'm kicking the door open if you don't come out right now!" The man yelled again.

"I'm comin'! Calm down!" I yelled back, before walking to the front door and opening it, to reveal a man in a dark blue shirt with a badge on it, dark blue pants with black stripes going down it, and a holster with a pistol on his waist, cap perched on his head.

"You're coming with me." The man said.

"Fine. Sheesh. Get here today and all of a sudden I'm a criminal." I muttered, loud enough for the man to hear.

"Today? You've been living here for eight years, as an engineer!" The man said as we walked through the hallway into the stairwell, marching down all four floors.

"Yeah, I'm an engineer. I just started though! Last year, maybe? God, I've barely been living in Manhattan for a year!" I said, forming a plan. The cop hadn't cuffed me, which was good, because then I could beat his ass.

"Don"t even think of trying to escape. I've put magical bonds on your hands. While they feel free, the moment I give the word, you'll be electrified." Looking down at my hands, I realized that he was right. I could see the slightest hint of orange under the sleeves of my hoodie. As we marched out of the building, and into the parking lot, I squinted, the sun hurting my eyes just a bit. "Get in." The cop said, gesturing to the open back door of his car.

I marched wordlessly passed him before getting in the car, the cop closing the door and starting the car, before driving out of the parking lot toward what looked like a train depot. After a few minutes, we finally got there, and after putting me on the train, the cop left. I was shoved into a random car, which had two other people in there. "Hey." I greeted, sitting next to them.

"Hello." One of them said. She had dark hair and purple eyes, and looked a mite snobbish.

"'Sup!" The other said. She had two toned messy blue hair, and dark purple shades.

"So what are you in here for?" I asked.

"I'm not in here for anything." The black haired one said. "Vinyl managed to somehow get me drunk. It took a bad turn after that."

Vinyl chuckled. "Come on Octavia! Just admit that you enjoyed it!"

I smiled. "I supposedly stole a few hundred dollars last night. Yeah right. I was at a nightclub. Last time too. This morning I woke up, did my usual routine after getting drunk the night before, played some video games while I felt like falling asleep, and when i turned on the news, Bam! Someplace called Equestria. I blame the universe." Scowling, I went searching through my pocket.

"We're not payed for this." Octavia and Vinyl said at the same time.

"Aha! I knew it was in here!" I yelled triumphantly, grinning and holding an iPod in the air. Turning it on and putting in the password, I went to iTunes. "Good. Yes! It's here!" I clicked on a song, and played Reptile by Skrillex.

"Oh not you too!" Octavia complained.

"Oh yeah!" Vinyl said.

The rest of the ride continued in silence until the train stopped. I quickly turned off the iPod and put it back in my pocket. "Follow me." The cop said. This guy looked serious. He had blue hair, blue crystally armor on, and was levitating handcuffs in front him, three pairs, obviously meant for us.

Putting on the cuffs, I did as he said, looking around at the buildings. The were big, they were fancy, and they were all white and golden colored. All around, I noticed the people looking at us in disgust. "Wonder why there here?"

"Another stealing? Why don't they just get a job?"

"Maybe murder? Who would do such a thing!"

"Some people steal because they can't get a job. Or aren't getting payed enough." I muttered.

"What was that?" The guard asked sharply. I could hear the fury in his voice.

"Nothing." I responded.

"W're here." The guards topped at a big building that looked a tad like a courtroom.

"Captain Armor Sir! These the three?" One of the guards at the entrance asked as we marched up the steps.

"Yes." The guard said. "Take them to the Princesses."

We finished marching up the stairs to reveal... An open doorway that was massive! With more stairs!

After we finished walking up those stairs, I was gasping. "Why are there so many stairs?" I muttered.

"Quiet!" The guards said simultaneously.

In front of us was another massive doorway, and inside was a courtroom. At the judges seat sat two people. One was pale, with rainbow colored hair that was flowing in an imaginary breeze. The other was a bit more tan, with dark blue hair that looked like it was also flowing in an imaginary breeze. "Today we are gathered here to discuss these three's cases.-" A train whistle stopped anyone from hearing what she was saying. "-Stealing several hundred bits. Vinyl Scratch and Octavia Melody, you are accused of drunk driving and starting a bar fight."

This was gonna be a long day. I braced myself, and got ready for the storm.