We'll Face Ourselves

by DaylightMoon

Welcome to Ponyville

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"....ngh....ah..."

The mare's eyes began to flutter open, only to be met with bright light, resulting in the mare shutting her eyes tight. Slowly, she opened her eyes again, and the light faded. The first thing she saw when her vision cleared was:

blue.

She saw blue.

Blue was everywhere, from the couch she was apparently sitting on to the walls. Actually, where was she? She didn't recognize this place.

That's when she noticed she wasn't alone.

Two ponies stood before her. One had a tan coat that seemed to stand out in the truly blue room. His mane was a dark brown color in an almost mohawk style. The colt's eyes were closed, hiding their color. He had one hoof holding his head, as if he was expecting her or if deep in thought.

The other was a mare. She had a light gray coat that didn't seem as monochrome when put in the blue overlay. Her mane was short and golden blonde. What caught the confused mare off guard was her bright gold eyes, one was staring at her, and the other was looking diagonally left. The cutie mark on this strange mare was a stream of bubbles.

The silence of the room broke as the strange colt spoke. His voice, raspy yet wise and young, rang out as his eyes slowly opened, revealing to be a shade of blue.

"Welcome to the Velvet Room."

Velvet Room, huh? So that's what this place was. The mare pondered as her eyes drifted to the colt.

"Ah..." The colt breathed in. "I believe we have a guest with an interesting path ahead of them."

He smiled and laughed softly. "My name is Time Turner. It is a pleasure to make your aquaintance."

"A-ah..." The confused purple-furred mare quickly jumped to attention. "O-oh...i-it's nice to meet you too..." She said softly, embarrased.

The colt known as Time Turner seemed to ignore her and spoke slowly, as if explaining a fairytale.

"This place exists between dream and reality, mind and matter...It is a room that only those who are bound by a contract are allowed to explore...."

Is he referring to what he called the Velvet Room earlier? The purple mare inferred.

"It perhaps appears that a such a path is waiting for you in the future." Time Turner smiled knowingly, as if he knew what "path" he was talking about. "Now then..." he continued, "do you care to introduce yourself?"

"A-ah!" The purple mare felt even more embarresed. She had forgot to introduce herself! "M-my name; it's Twilight. Twilight Sparkle."

"Ah...I see..." Time Turner nods. "Let us take a look into this destined future of yours, shall we?" He moved his hoof inches above the blue glass table, and a light glowed bright, engulfing it. Twilight tried to stop herself from gasping.

Time Turner's eyes drifted to Twilight's. "Do you believe in fortune telling?"

Twilight nodded reluctantly.

The colt swiped his hand and the light turned into six cards neatly set on the glass table face down. "Each telling is done with same cards in hoof, but the result is always different." He said with a whimsical tone to his voice. "Doesn't life follow the same rules?"

Time Turner took up a card in his hand. "The Tower, in an upright position. It represents the imminent future, and this reading in particular shows that terrible danger litters your path."

A chill struck Twilight's spine and she nodded, beginning to shiver.

"The card signifying the future beyond is...", he glances at another card, "The Moon in an upright position, representing hesitation and mystery...how intruiging."

Twilight herself was intruiged herself, though the first card revealed struck her with fear.Terrible danger? Imminent future? To say the least, she was nervous.

"It appears that a catastrophe of large proportions will be struck upon you, and mystery will weigh on your shoulders." The colt continued, only making Twilight more nervous. "In the following days, you will be intertwined in a contact. You will then return here. This year is a change of pace for your fate. If the mystery intertwined in your life never solves, your path will be at great risk." He nods at Twilight, and she nervously nods back.

"My duty here is to ensure that my guests will have enough assistance to prevent this." Time Turner reassured, flipping the face up cards back to face down with a look of mysterious interest on his face.

He then glances to the grey mare and then to Twilight. "It appears I have forgotten to introduce my assistant. My apologies."

"I-it's alright...." Twilight reassured, voice cracking under pressure.

"This," Time Turner said, motioning to the grey mare, "is Ditzy Doo, though she prefers to be called Ditzy. She is a resident of this room, similar to I."

Ditzy gives her a happy smile and spins, grey wings unfolded. After doing a full ballet spin, she closes her wings and sits on a blue couch beside Twilight. "My name's Ditzy! I'm here to help you on your journey so you don't get lost and stuff! Cause getting lost in the future is a big no-no!" The voice of the pegasus mare was abound with bubbly attitude and cheery nature.

"The details will be shared later at another time." Time Turner says, smile wavering. "Until then, I must wish you good luck. Farewell..."

"W-wait!" But before Twilight can say anything, the scene in front of her fades into black.

-

"Heeey~ all you happy little watchers out there!"

Peppy music woke Twilight up with a start. She glanced at what had caused the noise; a TV. On this TV was a white furred mare with a curly purple mane and a cutie mark of three blue crystals. She was under a waterfall-speed shower of water and was showing the top half of her body.

Ah, yes, that's Rarity. Rarity was a famous pop idol, wasn't she? It was typical for her to show up in a commercial. She continued to watch.

Rarity pulled out an apple cider bubbling in its mug and drank a sip, winking.

"Is big brother's throat dry? Or is little sister in need of something sweet? Perhaps you need a sip of something that is fresh with flavor?" her motivational voice echoed. "Why don't you have some cider that even I can handle?"

Twilight turned away from the screen. So it was a dream after all? she pondered, thinking about the strange "velvet room" in her dream. She then remembered she was on a train: a train to Ponyville.

"We are now arriving at Ponville Station, Equestria."

Twilight got off the comfy chair she was on and used her horn to pick up her belongings; her stop was reached.  "Here we go..." She trotted out of the car reluctantly, onto the streets, to meet a colt who smiled warmly and said in a burly, deep voice:

"Hi, Twilight. Welcome to Ponyville."

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