A Fairy Tale

"Shhh! It's waking up."

"OOOOOOHHHHHHH!!!!!!" I groaned as I sat up, my head throbbing painfully.

I groaned again as I cradled my head in my hands. What in Tartarus happened?

Then it all came back to me.

The Havocs! The battle! The storm! HaKeen! I had to get back and tell them I was okay!

I fumbled with the covers and scrambled out of bed, before making my way to the bedroom door.

I grabbed the doorknob, threw opened the door, took a step out........and somewhere, reality decided to kick on the generator.......and the wheels in my head, began to turn.

I retreated back into the bedroom, and slowly, closed the door.

I looked around carefully. Something was very wrong here. No, multiple somethings.

First off, my sword and armor were nowhere in sight, meaning that someone, or something had removed them.

Second, why was I even inside?

Third.... The place was unnaturally silent.

"Alright...where am I?" I wondered silently.

My warrior senses were on full-alert, and I began to search the room for anything that I could use to defend myself.

The room itself was something else. It was covered in pink wallpaper, (I shuddered), the furniture: a bed , a couple chairs, and a table, was wooden, (nothing strange there), and there was a single rectangular window in one of the walls, that I made sure to stay away from. One could never tell what dangers lay outdoors.

After a relatively thorough search of the room, I settled for demolishing one of the wooden chairs and taking one of the legs as a club.

Now armed, I tiptoed to the bedroom door and pressed my ear against it. Nothing.

Carefully, I inched the door opened, the entire time watching for any sign of an enemy. When none appeared, I slipped into the hallway and silently shut the door behind me.

Next, I explored the other rooms. I found a couple other bedrooms, a bathroom, (all relatively small), and a game room, which contained a small card table and a billiards table. (Yes, fairies do play pool and poker). At the other end of the hallway was a staircase that spiraled down to a lower floor. Considering that I did not find stairs leading up, I assumed that I was on the top floor.

Cautiously I descended the stairs, club at the ready. Nothing.

I was a bit relieved, but also a bit nervous. I would have calmed down a bit had I actually run into someone, but this lack of life was starting to creep me out.

I checked all the rooms on this level, but found nothing of interest. I continued down to the next level, but once again, I found nothing.

By the time I finally reached the bottom floor, I was bored out of my mind.

Screw caution.

"Hello!" I called out, "Anyone here?!"

No answer.

"Well, shit." I mumbled as I opened the first door on the bottom floor, only to find myself staring at something so completely hideous, I nearly wet myself.

"Aaaaaauuuuuggggghhhhhh!!!!!!!" I screamed in horror, as I instinctively began beating the crap out of the creature with the chair leg.

Imagine my surprise when after about five whacks, the creature just......fell over with a *plop*.

I could only stare at it. There was no blood, not cuts. Perhaps I had just knocked it out?

Carefully, I stepped over the strange creature and found myself in what appeared to be a kitchen. Being careful to keep an eye on the fallen foe, I made my way around the kitchen, opening drawers and cabinets, which I found empty for some reason.

With my search of the kitchen proving fruitless, no pun intended, I returned to examine the creature I had possibly killed.

Whatever it was possessed four thick, but flimsy, legs and was covered in a cloth-like substance, possibly full-body leather armor? Something in my memories told me that this thing looked familiar, but I brushed the thought aside. I tried to remove the armor, but found no possible way of doing so. Perhaps if I had my sword....

'Well, time I got out of here and found myself some answers.' I thought, and began searching for the front door.

After a few bad guesses, I finally found the right door. However, what I found on the other side confounded and scared me even more!

It was a house within a room! Albeit the room was much, much larger than the house, it was still a room.

I jumped back inside the strange house and slammed the door, pressing my back to it.

Note to self: add hyperventilation to vocabulary.

"C'mon Roarin old boy," I told myself. "You can do this. Nothing to be worried about."

After a few more false starts, and even more pep talks, I finally managed to get myself outside again, albeit my eyes were closed. Some warrior I was.

"Alright, here we go..... And 3....2....1......" I opened my eyes......

And screamed bloody murder.

Well you would too if you saw what I saw!

Not twleve feet away was a pair of huge, blue eyes, about as big as I was!

At the sound of my shouting, the eyes pulled away, revealing something similar to, but much more terrifying than the creature inside the house. It also stood on four legs, but towered above the house. A large pair of ears and a snout adorned its head, along with a large horn. What's more, the giant appeared to be covered in pink fur! I also caught sight of a purple tail.

And just when I thought it couldn't get worse, another creature, similar to the first, except this one had blue fur with a silvery tail, appeared from around the corner of the house!

I turned in place and flew back into the house, leaving a very impressive hole in the door as I did so.

From there, my terror only increased, as I was suddenly surrounded by a pink aura, and began to float through one of the hall windows!

I struggled, kicking and punching, attempting to free myself from the strange force, when I noticed that I had stopped moving.

I had stopped moving, right in front of the gigantic pink creature.

My mouth opened and closed in silent screams, until the pink creature opened its mouth.....and began to speak?

"Hello!" She said, quite cheerfully. (The voice pitch gave away that it was a relatively young female).

I was quite taken aback, as I had been expecting the worst. In short, I was speechless.

"Be careful Jingle, you probably frightened the poor thing to death!" Scolded another voice.

I twisted in midair to see that it was the blue one talking. From the sound of it, she wasn't any older than the pink one.

"Oops! I'm sorry!" the pink one squeaked as she carefully set me back down on the ground.

This time however, I didn't run. After all, I now knew that there was a good chance that they could understand me, and that they meant no harm, for now at least.

"It's alright, no harm done." I replied, making a big show of dusting off my tunic.

My response seemed to startle them, as the two stepped back quickly.

"Now then," I made eye contact with each of them, "where is my armor and sword?"

The two looked at each other, then back at me. They seeming confused.

I sighed. "What you took off of me when you found me."

This time, the pink one's eyes lit up and she pranced off to another part of the room, grabbed something and came back, dropping a large cloth bundle on the ground in front of me.

Filled with hope, I unwrapped the bundle and gave out a shout of excitement at the sight of my gear. I never felt whole without my armor or sword.

Neither of the two creatures spoke, they just watched me with interest as I buckled and adjusted the different parts of my armor. When I had finished, I turned back towards them and thanked the pink one for her help.

She merely blushed and shifted a little bit.

"Now, where am I?" I addressed this question to the blue one.

"Um, well, this is our room. I'm Silver and this is my sister Jingle."

I then proceeded to question them, heartless and impolite as it may seem, but I needed information to find a way home. Also, I wished to know more about my rescuers.

Turns out that both Jingle and Silver were unicorn fillies who had been playing near the stream in their backyard when they found me unconscious on the bank. Having never seen a fairy before, they had decided to take me home and put me in their dollhouse to rest. The creature I had encountered in the kitchen was actually a ragdoll named Ms. RuffleCake.

It was also somewhat amusing, as the two fillies had been watching me search the house and beat the hell out of their doll.

However, when I asked them how to get back to my home in the Blue Mane Forest, there was one shocking piece of news I recieved from Silver. Somehow, the storm and the river had swept me to the other side of Equestria!

It took about half an hour to calm me down, the whole time the two fillies were assuring me that they would try and help me return to my clan in any way they could.

Naturally, since Silver and Jingle had been so helpful answering my questions, I offered to answer any questions they had about my life.

They were facinated when they discovered that I was a general and one of the few male fairies in my clan; and listened intently as I described some of the different fairy cultures.

As we talked, I began to notice slight differences between the two sisters preferences. Silver, despite being the reasonable one at all times, was actually enthralled by action, and hung onto my every word whenever I talked about battles I had taken part in. Jingle on the other hand, cared much more for the cultural aspect of fairies.

By the time the fillies had to turn in for the night, all three of us knew pretty much everything to know about each other.

Surprisingly, both fillies agreed not to tell their parents or anypony else about me, as I might be captured and sold as a pet or souvenir.

Really though, despite only meeting these two today, I felt that the three of us would become great friends later on.