Chapter 1: The Banishment
It was a nice and warm summer afternoon. The first anual "Napalm Bowl" had just ended with a glorious victory for the Napalm Energy Drink Corporation's FPS-Team and disappointed Video Game High School fans came spilling out of the Grand Theft Auditorium. Now the last drops of hope had drained from the bathtub of what used to be the school.
The players of both teams came out the back exit of the auditorium, some cheering others burying their faces inside their hand palms. The time had come for the students of VGHS to except their fate and the closing of their school. The last two players who left the ground of their devastating defeat were Brian Doheny and Jenny Matrix, the former star players of the VGHS Varsity Shooter Team.
The two sat down on the stairs outside the main entrence to the school, recapitulating their past relationship, their break-up and their new-found love that was now to be destroyed by their separation. "I can't believe we lost to these idiots again," Jenny said. "We had the better strategy, how did we lose?"
Brian patted her on the shoulder and answered: "They had the superior numbers. Number's advantage mostly wins in shooter matches." He put an arm around her shoulder just as an all too familiar voice rang out over the speaker system of the school. It was Calhoun's voice. He must have returned to pick up the last of his belongings at the room that used to be his office before the Barnstormers had taken over the school.
"Brian D, Jenny Matrix, me, Whatever Room, now!" Calhoun's voice was heard over the entire campus. Heads turned in direction of the two as they obeyed their former head-master's call. The obediance to one of his calls had become known as "The Walk of Shame" and they were officially the last ones to ever walk it.
They walked past a few groups of students that gave them dismissive looks. One of their former compagnions even spat on their path to the door. Some of them stood in groups muttering to each other about what they might have done wrong to deserve this last ever "Walk of Shame".
After they had fought their way through crowds of students they finally entered the main building of the school and walked in the general direction of the head-master's former office room. "What do you think he's calling us for?" Brian asked Jenny. He looked genuinely confused with the situation.
"I donßt know, but he sounded enraged... It is not ought to be a pleasent encounter." Jenny uttered as they climbed the stairs. All seemed quiet until suddenly something was thrown at the through the glased front of the school building: it was one of the new "64 oz Napalm Energy Drink: Champion Edition" cans. It felw straight at Brian to meet his face, but he could dodge it, just the way he dodged bullets in his schooter matches.
The two sped up their pacing to make sure to evade any other incoming projectiles and buh shouts from the crowd below.
As they finally reached the room labeled as the "Whatever Room", Calhoun had already taken his usual seat behind his desk and awaited them there. They entered the room as he gestured them over to the desk. "Take a seat," Calhoun said, gesturing towards a stack of cardboard boxes behind the desk. Brian and Jenny obeyed his request and sat down on the boxes. "So, your plan failed..." Calhoun said with a trembling voice.
"Actually it was not our plan, Calhoun. It was Ki's plan: We were just the one's to excute it and frailed in the excution," Brian defended himself and his girlfriend.
Calhoun got up and leaned over the desk, his hands resting on the desk's working surface. "I bloody well don't care whose plan it was, all I care for is that it failed. And because of the failiure of your strategy all hope for this school is lost. By the end of this day the construction teams will be here and dismantle this school..." Calhoun paused. He couldn't believe that he had lost everything he ever had: The school, his job as a head-master and his self-esteem. "For this failiure someone's ought to pay, and for you two are the most respected and most popular students of this school, it should be you."
Brian and Jenny looked at each other with perplexed looks on their faces as Calhoun got two letters out of the bottom drawer of his desk. "What the... "Formal letter to inform about the banished"? What the heck is this?" Jenny asked herself what kind of joke Calhoun would play on them this time. "Haven't you had your fun by seeing us lose to Napalm?"
Calhoun laughed out a few loud laughs before he caught himself again. "Me and fun? Have you ever seen me smile or laugh in any way?" He bent down and flicked a switch under the working surface of his desk. "I am dead serious about this," he said as a violet portal opened on the wall behind the cardboard boxes the two were sitting on. Brian turned his head to look down onto a green meadow through the portal. He saw various creatures walking and crawling on the meadow below, but no humans. "This is a reality portal," Calhoun continued. "It will throw you into an alternate dimension from which you can never return." He paused to pick up two parachutes from behind the desk. "You might need these, I don't ever know how far you will drop." A smirk covered his bearded face as he waited for the two to put on their parachutes.
The two hesitantly put on their parachutes just to see each other being thrown through the paortal and transforing into alternate beings slowly. "Bon voyage!" Calhoun stared after them watching in delight as they turned into ponies. "Don't forget to pull the line!!!"
Calhoun walked back to the desk and now put his voice on the speaker system: "Herewith I talk to you for the last time in this form. You might have heard that I called Brian and Jenny to my former office. They are herewith banished from our reality. Today's lunch is cancelled as well as classes, extra credit activities and school in total. See you later, twerps."
Meanwhile in the parallel dimension the two now ponyfied Brian and Jenny fell faster and faster from the sky. Time was running out as they would reach the ground soon, but to their terror the disappearance of their hands and their replacement with hooves made it impossible to pull the safety cord on the parachutes. They had already said their goodbyes to each other as their fall was suddenly stopped before impact.
"What happened? Where are we?" Brian had lost all sense of orientation and shook his head. Jenny had lost consciousness from the sheer thought of impact. Brain's question was answered as they were gently set down on the floor.
"Well, you are obvously not from here," said a voice in close proximaty. "Usually earth ponies do not fall from the clouds... And usually they don't come with backpacks..."
