Away from Home

Mush Presents

A ‘My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic’ Fanfic

‘Away from Home’

Twilight’s Story: Part 2

The teen managed to arrest all of the manic thoughts buzzing through his head and tried a rational approach to this irrational situation. With a stern face and voice, he said “Twilight, we need to talk”. He was trying really hard to stay calm and collected during this encounter. As most other bronies would have done in this situation, he was urging to unleash a tidal wave of questions. However, he was suppressing his fangasm, as having Twilight Sparkle in your bedroom was probably not a good thing. He sat down on his bed and patted the spot next to him trying to encourage Twilight to sit next to him. Needless to say that she didn’t budge, but it was worth a try. Thinking carefully about what he was going to say, and how to say it, the teen opened his mouth to unleash the most vague introduction line anyone could have ever used.

“Hello, I am Paul.” Said the... no, said Paul. He looked down at Twilight, expecting her to say something, she could talk... right? Response or not, Paul had to ask the inevitable question that was plaguing his mind “Twilight, why are you here?”

The unicorn kept her mouth firmly sealed. This was going nowhere fast with simple open questions. Paul thought it best to spill out what he was thinking about while pacing, and he wanted Twilight to see his train of thought before his own mind managed to derail it.

“Twilight, you are not from here. So therefore you must have gotten here somehow. I am guessing magic. However I am guessing that you didn’t come here on your own will, since you have no supplies or food. I also noticed a distinct lack of Spike, meaning that you came here without warning. If it was a spell the backfired, you’d probably be punishing yourself inwardly, but I saw no signs of internal torment until I said your name. So my conclusion is that you, Twilight, were sent here against your will by somepony... or something, else. Would I be correct in assuming this?” Paul finished. He surprised himself at how intelligent he sounded. In his head it was so simple, but in words it was like an interrogation, the sort of thing Sherlock Holmes would do. “Am I right, Twilight?”

Twilight nodded slowly, showing she understood. Paul put his hands together and pointed them at Twilight. “I am going to ask you some ‘Yes: No’ questions to get to the bottom of this and to stop you being scared... Is that okay?”

Twilight nodded. Let the interrogation begin.

“Okay... First, are you still scared of me?” Twilight nodded in response, understandable.

“There is no need to be, I will not harm you. But I have a feeling you don’t trust me, would I be correct?” Twilight nodded again.

“Okay. So I will have to earn your trust later... Next question. Was Spike with you when you Teleported?” Twilight by this time had sat down on her haunches and calmed down greatly, that didn’t mean she liked this one bit, but she may as well be comfortable. In response, she shook her head.

“Right I am out of ideas. Without you saying anything, I can’t get to the bottom this. Please, tell me what you saw... even if you’re scared. Please?” Paul pleaded. If he managed to get Twilight to say something about what happened on her end, this could shed light on everything.

Twilight prepared what she was going to say in her head, she thought it over multiple times. Eventually, she opened her mouth and broke her unofficial vow of silence.

“I was in the Library looking for a book. Spike was sat on a step eating his breakfast. Out of nowhere, a bright light filled the library and took Spike. Then a bright light appeared near me... then I.. I.. I don’t know what happened then. But I woke up when a thing beeped and you kicked me in the stomach. We both know what happened after that.” Twilight explained. She still wasn’t happy, she did definitely not want to say anything, but it’s not like it could get any worse. Meanwhile, Paul was mulling over what she had said. The bright white light she mentioned was interesting.

“Twilight, about the light. Was it a bright white flash?” Paul asked. Twilight nodded. “Was it at all similar to the light that flashed when Discord did anything during his takeover?” Twilight nodded again and started to look like she had an answer. She slammed her hoof down in anger and realisation.

“So Discord sent me here... but he was imprisoned. But still, that explains everything. And you just happened to find me, not ponynapped me. Oh this is such a relief!” Twilight concluded. “I am so, so sorry not trusting you... I still kinda don’t, but I trust you more now I know this was accidental!” Twilight was up on all fours again, cantering slowly around the room. Paul was relived, and worried about the situation. Relieved in the sense that he figured out what happened and that Twilight no longer wanted to spear his kneecaps with her horn. Worried however by the fact that just hit him, it was that he has a pony in his house and has no idea what to do now. It was only a matter of time until his parents were up and would come in to say good morning.

As if on cue, Paul heard his parents’ alarm clock ring from down the hall. Paul had to make a lightning decision about Twilight. Let her get discovered and explain everything or...

“Quick Twilight, get in the cupboard!” Paul ushered Twilight, who was just saying “Why?” over and over again, into his rather large cupboard. Just as the cupboard door closed, his bedroom door opened.

“Morning Paul! Up already? Eager for college are we? That’s what I like to see. Do you want breakfast? I’ll get you some. Did you have a good night’s sleep? Okay, bye!” His mother closed the door again and descended the stairs. Twilight poked her head out of the closet.

“I take it that was your mother...” Twilight said. “She doesn’t wait for answers to her questions, does she?”

“Nope. Anyway. Danger over. My Dad never comes in my room so you can come out of my cupboard now”

Without hesitation, Twilight got out of her hiding place. “Are you not scared of me anymore?” Paul asked.

“Not really, I thought you were this big tough monster that would eat me, but it turns out you are just a kid!” Twilight concluded.

“A kid? I’m 18!” Paul responded, a little offended.

“18? I am older than you still. I was 20 last September, and I moved away from my parents when I was just 10.” Twilight boasted. She hopped on to the bed and started to get comfy. “I still can’t believe I was scared of you. You’re not dangerous, just a little... er... different. Not a pony.” Twilight managed to get comfy on Paul’s bed and slowly went back to sleep. Paul was stunned at her quick turnaround from just knowing his age... and he was stunned at how old she was.

Sudden realisation hit Paul. He had Twilight... THE Twilight Sparkle on his bed. Unable to contain the fangasm any longer, he stared at her face. After about ten seconds, her eyes snapped open, she looked irritated.

“What!?” She said. She didn’t like being stared at, even moreso while sleeping.

“Sorry Twilight, I am not used to having magical unicorn ponies from another dimension in my bedroom. Sorry for staring.” Paul rubbed the back of his head, and quickly lowered his arm. That was a bad habit picked up from too many Anime cartoons.

“That’s all well and good, but it’s not like I have ever seen one of you... things before. And I don’t stare at you.” Twilight retorted. “And another thing, when I wake up, I want a thorough explanation on how you know about Me, Spike and Discord.” With that, Twilight closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

“PAUL! BREAKFAST IS READY” Paul’s mother yelled from downstairs. Paul exited the room quietly as to not wake Twilight. He took one last look at her and made a little ‘Squeeee’ noise before going downstairs to get his morning food.

To be continued: