Away from Home

Mush Presents

A ‘My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic’ Fanfic

‘Away from Home’

Twilight's Story: Part 4

Paul’s Mom just stood there, staring at Twilight. To her credit, Twilight was staring back at her with eyes like dinner plates. Twilight was mentally scolding herself for her introduction; she was the protégé of Celestia for goodness sake. Meanwhile, Paul’s Mom was trying to think of something to say to explain the situation. After opening and closing her mouth a few times like a fish, she managed to defuse the situation with a statement of upmost intelligence and judgement.

“Unicorn.” That was all that escaped her. To be honest, it was accurate to a point. She carried on staring at Twilight, who by now was trying to think of a way to defuse the awkwardness of the situation with more than one word.

“You do know it’s rude to stare, don’t you?” This worked with Paul, maybe staring unknowingly is hereditary. Twilight tilted her head a bit to the left. “Well?”

“Oh.. uh. Right. I am going crazy again. I need a coffee.” Paul’s Mom shook her head violently to clear her thoughts and shut the cupboard door on Twilight’s face. She stood back from the door and stared at it for a while. “Talking unicorns in the cupboard, what am I, a kid?” She scolded herself. “Well, I better put the kettle on and watch some TV. Hopefully I can forget about this whole mess.” Paul’s Mom turned around and picked up the rather large bundle of washing she collected off of her son’s floor and marched downstairs to the kitchen, mumbling more about her hallucinations and how much more recently they have been occurring.

Twilight put an ear to the cupboard door, she could hear Paul’s Mom go down the stairs and away from his room. “That... That was too close. Luckily, she thinks I am not real. I don’t know if I should take that as luck or as an insult.” Twilight pondered for a second on what just happened. “I better get out of this cupboard, it stinks in here.” Twilight reached out for the door handle with her magic, imagining it to be in the same place it had been on the outside. Her face dropped when she couldn’t find it. She illuminated her horn and looked at the door proper, all she should see was smooth wood where the handle should've been.

“Ah ponyfeathers.” Twilight cursed.

About 2 hours later, Twilight had finished reading the small box of books she had found in the cupboard. She questioned to herself as to why Paul stored these great little books in a small box in this tiny cupboard, this ‘Thomas The Tank Engine’ character was a really nice guy and the books were well illustrated. Twilight slumped back against the door, bored. Her horn was still glowing with a low level illumination spell; she could keep that up for about three days if she needed too. She knew Paul would come back eventually and let her out, but that didn’t stop her being really, really board.

Then, somewhere in the purple illuminated cupboard, a low vibrating sound could be heard. Twilight searched for the source of the sound and found a small, chunky devise in one of the coat pockets. She levitated it out and had a look at it. It had a small screen on it, like the one on the desk, and on the screen it read; “Dave ~ 07629701789”. There were two small buttons, one that was green and one that was red. Twilight knew from common knowledge that green often meant good (apart from when it came to magical auroras) and red meant bad. She pushed her hoof to the small green button, the vibrating stopped and the devise spoke.

“Hello? Mom?” It was Paul’s voice coming from the small block. “I forgot my phone and I am calling from Dave’s. Hello?” Paul was addressing his mother, who was not present.

“Paul! It’s me, Twilight!” Twilight spoke back to the small devise. “Are you okay? How did you get in there? Do you need help?” She was worried about her friend, he was trapped in a small blocky thing.

“Twilight? Aw snap. Listen, I am not trapped in here. It’s a communication devise. But that’s not important, what is important is how you found my phone. Where was it?” Paul asked.

“In the cupboard... with me... and the door won’t open.” Twilight replied, falsely smiling at hope to make the answer sound less daft. Over the phone she heard the sound of a palm meeting a face.

“Great. Just great. Right, think, think think...” Paul spoke to himself. “Is my Mom home? You may need her help to get out of there, I won’t be home for another six hours, its only 11.”

“I have met your Mom... she thinks I don’t exist and made a coffee.” Twilight explained. “How can she help me now?”

“Fantastic! I have Twilight Sparkle stuck in my cupboard and my Mom thinks she is hallucinating again.” Paul raged. He then calmed down a bit before continuing. “Just... Try to get her attention again. Her name’s Sue by the way. I don’t want any of ‘Thank you for saving me, Paul’s Mom’ business. Hay, it may even get her attention.”

“Okay. Thanks Paul... er... How do I stop this thing?” Twilight asked, poking the block.

“Never mind about my phone, I’ll deal with that. Okay, Dave’s coming back, I gotta go. Bye.” Paul shut off the connection.

Twilight slumped against the door, thinking again. The only way out within the next six hours was to call for Paul’ Mom to come and save her, or teleport. However, teleporting in unknown locations with objects everywhere was just asking for trouble. He gave her permission to interact with the human and even her name, Sue. She would come for Paul if he were in the same situation.

Twilight perked up at her sudden idea. She tried to recall how Paul’s voice sounded, and used the voice covering spell she learnt not all that long ago when she needed to be Fluttershy to convince a little mouse to get out of her house. She inhaled as much of the smelly, musty air as she could.

“MOM? I NEED YOU UPSTAIRS FOR A SECOND!” Twilight put her ear to the door to hear Sue’s confused mumblings and the stairs creaking under her weight. Twilight heard the bedroom door unlatch.

“Paul. When did you get home. You’re usually home lat... Paul?” Sue was looking around the room, expecting to see Paul hunched over the desk doing work he needed help on. “What in the world?” She commented.

Twilight saw her opportunity and took it, she thought quickly of a reason Paul would be in the cupboard and tried to get her attention. In Paul’s voice she said; “I went into the cupboard to get my... uh... phone and the door shut.” She paused for a second and waited for the response.

“Paul... I don’t know what I am going to do with you. Here, let mommy help.” She said in a teasing tone. She went forward and opened the door again, expecting to see Paul. She looked around the small space and her eyes rested yet again on Twilight.

“Hello unicorn of my mind, we meet again. Goodbye.” Sue said and went to slam the door again. Twilight started to panic, she was acting irrational again.

“Suewaitdonotclosethedoor” Twilight panicked and put her hoof between the door and the doorframe, hurting it in the process. “Buck, that hurt...” She said under her breath. She looked through the small crack in the door to see Sue staring at her. “Sue... Please can I get out of this cupboard, it’s not a very nice place to be.” Twilight tried again, this time the confident approach.

Sue just nodded and complied, letting Twilight out of her little prison. She looked up at Sue and smiled the most genuine smile she could manage and thanked her for letting her and apologised for scaring her earlier.

Now the two were stood facing each other in Paul’s room, both not knowing what to say or do next. Sue was staring at Twilight’s face, trying to piece together the situation. Meanwhile, Twilight was unwilling to move just in case she scared her again. Eventually Sue shook her head and took her eyes off of Twilight.

“What... are you?” She said, now visibly shaking.

“I am a Unicorn Pony of Equestria.” ‘Take it slowly, Twilight’, she thought to herself.

“Oh... ok... why are you here? Are you going to kill me?” Twilight was quite taken aback by the last question. She wouldn’t kill a fly... she might. She’d never kill anything intentionally though.

“What? No. Why would you think that?” Twilight responded, trying to calm down the frantic woman.

“Your horn... that’s what it is for right? Stabbing things?” Sue pointed at Twilight’s horn, as if she didn’t know it was there.

“No.  A unicorn uses his/her horn to concentrate the magic within the pony. Also, horns are useful at knocking over glasses of milk.” Twilight tried some light comedy to calm her down.

“So... how did you get here? Why are you here?” Sue was visibly more relaxed now; she was still on edge though.

“I was sent here against my will by the Spirit of Chaos and Disharmony.” Twilight answered. “And I have no idea how to get back.” She looked at the ground and drew a circle with her hoof in the carpet.

“Oh you poor thing!” Sue’s mood suddenly changed from scared to sympathetic. “You’re lost. Are you hungry? Do you need a drink?” She fired her questions a mile a minute at Twilight.

“I am a little thirsty...” Twilight responded, kind of creeped out by the sudden mood change in the woman.

“Do ponies drink coffee?” Sue asked.

“I would love a cup.” Twilight responded, and followed sue downstairs to the kitchen. ‘Crisis averted.’

Author's Note: I will start on the other pony's stories once they seem too settle. Then I will come back to them randomly to update. Between each new pony's story, I will write a chapter about what has happened in Equestria. As you have just read, Twilight has settled into Paul's home. Next I will write Lyra's story.

~Mush