Living with Lyra

Aden was utterly speechless. As common and mundane talking was back on Earth, he never once thought of the possibility that a pony may be able to do the same. Such ideas were never even considered, because of how far fetched they sounded. The only people that would even think about such things would either be mentally ill or just plain crazy.

"D-did you just talk?" Aden stuttered for the first time in a long time. He always thought that the ponies were sentient, but now that he was seeing it and hearing it with his own ears and eyes he couldn't believe it. It just felt... wrong, back on Earth -in less he's still on Earth- ponies were just animals! They couldn't talk. The fact that one was now talking to him cemented his suspicions, they defiantly were extraterrestrial.

"I dunno you tell me." The pony once again spoke in English. She apparently also knew the slag that humans would often use because they were lazy geezers. Aden was once again left speechless staring at the mint green pony. She had the same appearance; messed up hair, and baggy eyes, however now he looked at the pony in a whole new way. He looked at her like if she was another human, which he knew was not true.

Having difficulty finding the right words to say the pony spoke up. "I'm Lyra!" she stated once again holding out her hoof like she did when he first met her. Nevertheless things have changed and he now realized how crazy she really was.

Aden was now confused, she acted so nice but her previous actions showed that she was anything but nice. "H-How can you talk? Or how can I understand you? Your speaking perfect English! And what the fuck did you do to my head!?" he blurted out questions that he was inching to be answered.

The mint pony gets a sheepish expression like she did something she was wasn't supposed to. "I may of assaulted your mind to dig out all of the information you had about your language. I never intended to do it this way at the beginning, but you left me no choice! You broke my window and tackled me!" Lyra states with a 'hmpf'.

"To be fair I was just dumped on this planet with no reasonable explanation! How the hell am I supposed to know that you were harmless! I still don't know if you're harmless!" Aden snapped back to Lyra causing her the filch since she's sitting right in front of him and on top his lap. "And could you please get off my lap!"

The little unicorn obeys and steps down from the bed. "Well I'm harmless. Now you know." Her tone states that she is telling the truth but Aden didn't know if he could trust her just yet, after all anyone could go against their words. Sure her reasoning for causing the pain was just, but to Aden he felt that he was mentally raped and there is no reasoning that can back up rape.

Once again Aden attempted to get his thoughts into words but his mouth refused him. "You know I always dreamed of learning your language, however I thought it would of taken a lot longer. Anywho now that I know it I feel so amazing, I'm the only mare in Equestria that knows English!" Lyra lets out a loud squeal and as if that wasn't enough to portray her emotions she got up on her back hooves and spun around. "This is so amazing! I know your languages name! English!"

Before Aden could even roll his eyes Lyra was already long gone, trotting out the door from which she came leaving the door wide open as she did so. As if to get him going his stomach let out a loud grumble. "Uh fine, I will follow the little unicorn for now." Aden grumbled to himself as he got out of the bed, making sure to stay off the injured parts of his foot.

Inching along the carpeted floor Aden for the second time in his existence left the mint green ponies room. Stepping out of the room he once again was greeted by the long hallway. The pictures still in their places, untouched by anyone since he had last seen them. Sometimes I wish I was an inanimate object, just so I wouldn't have to deal with all this. He thought to himself passing each picture, glancing at each one as he passed.

Each picture was connected but Aden couldn't figure out for the life of him why these pictures were arranged like they were. Any other day and Aden would of thrown it to the wind, claiming it to be nothing. Today however was not any other day so he studied the pictures more thoroughly as he passed by each one.

Give up man, it's just some pictures in a random order that the green unicorn just decided to throw up.

Shoving his thoughts away he continued to ponder on the pictures. Only three of them had the beige colored pony and they were the last ones. Reaching the last picture Aden let out a large sigh. "Maybe not all mystery's are meant to be solved." He muttered under his breath. His curiosity would kill him for not figuring it out, but he would rather that then spend a couple more minutes in this crazy new world. Aden liked his life back on earth; it was simple, easy and a bit stressful. Just what every human needed in their life, because without chaos life is just dull and boring.

Arriving at the end of the corridor Aden once again looked upon the stairs that lead down into the main level. His mind screamed at him to turn back for reasons that were well thought out, but he didn't listen to them. Taking the first step carefully and safely he continued, he was putting his trust in this talking mare for reasons he did not fully understand.

Taking it one step at a time Aden soon reached the bottom of the stairs and looked around. The room he was now in was similar to his main room back in his apartment. However there was some key differences like the lack of T.V and position of the furniture. Nonetheless the room still resembled the apartments style.

The kitchen and living room where both connected, allowing the people in the kitchen to talk to the people in the living room freely. The only thing that separated the two rooms was an island that bore multiple cushions around it. To Aden it looked really similar to the tables and seats one would find in a Japanese tea room. Another big difference was that there was a sun room connected to the living room. The wooden doors to the room lay open allowing the sun to flow freely into the living room. The whole house seemed to be designed in such a way that no lights were needed during the day, which lead Aden to his second observation.

No matter where he looked, Aden could see no lights what so ever. The only thing that he noticed was a few candles that were attached to the walls of the room. Each one lay a good distance away from one and another, no doubt in effective positions for when the night arrives. To say the house looked cozy was an understatement, this house felt like it was meant to make you relax. Aden could already feel his muscles loosening up and his stress start to ease away.

Sadly this didn't last very long. "What are you doing down here!" Lyra yelped once she turned around in the kitchen. "You should be upstairs resting!" She claimed with her horn glowing up once again. Any attempt to stop her from doing whatever it was she was planning on doing went out the window as a loud pop was heard.

A bright minty light flooded Aden's vision and his stomach started to turn. It felt like he was being sucked threw a straw at high speeds. As fast as the sensation came it vanished and Aden was left laying down in a 'o so familiar' bed. Nevertheless his stomach still span causing him to lean over the edge of the bed and throw up. For all that is holy out there, what the hell was that! Aden thought as he came to his senses to realize where he was. How the heck did I get here! He thought to himself, rolling back over so he stared at the ceiling of the room. He would of got back up and head downstairs again, but the sound of the door closing took that idea away.

"Why me. Why did it have to be me." Aden claimed over and over again as he slowly let the warm comfort of the bed take him gently into slumber.

"You're useless you know that! They trusted you and you had the nerve to lie to them! You should be ashamed of yourself Aden!" A familiar female voice yelled out from the darkness. Her voice was bitter and her words were venomous causing Aden to step back in the void. Aden knew what the voice was talking about and he wouldn't let the comment slip without his reasoning.

"I had to! It wasn't my fault it turned out this way! I never once thought it would end up like this and if I did I would of told them the truth!" Aden snapped back.

"I don't care what your excuse is! For all that I care, you can go crawl in a hole and die! I'm ashamed to call you my brother" The last words hit Aden like a freight train.

A soft prodding made itself known to Aden, without hesitation Aden shot up in his bed eyes wide open and scanning the room. Looking around he came to see the same light green room, never in his whole life would Aden of thought he would actually be happy seeing this room. Life has it's strange ways, at least it's for the better. He thought to himself.

Calming back down he looked down to see the source of the prodding. Lyra, the minty green unicorn had a tray of food in her mouth as she poked his leg with her hoof. Nonetheless the poking has long since stopped and now she just stood there wide eyed. Looking closer Aden could see that she was actually shaking a bit. Did I scare her? He asked himself.

"eh broght yosh s-somf ood" Lyra stuttered with the tray in her mouth. Why she didn't use her magic to carry the tray was something that Aden would ponder about on a later date. For now she was offering food and food was a commodity that no man could deny, no matter how much they wanted to.

With a warm smile Aden grabbed the tray from the ponies mouth and looked at its contents. An apple, two pancakes and is that flowers on the side? Is she trying to butter me up or is she coming on to me? Either way I'm not letting this food go to waste. And to waste they did not go. Aden did not hold back eating the plain pancakes with an unnatural force. After the pancakes were done he got his next target in sight, the big juicy green apple. If Lyra were to blink she would of missed the process it took to eat the apple.

Letting out a large burp, Aden lay the tray onto the nightstand. "Man that must of been the best pancakes I have ever tasted!" He commented and as if to show his satisfaction he started to lick his fingers one at a time. An event that Lyra just stared at letting her right eye twitch in the process. "So enough stalling, take me back home." Aden commanded, his voice as sturdy as stone.

Shaking her head Lyra's horn glowed a bright gold, popping the tray that lay on the nightstand out of existence. From there her expression changed from awe to depressed. "But you just got here! At least let me take some notes before I send you back." Lyra replied. "I promise I will make it up to you in the end, pleassssse." Aden thought he had seen it all, but the expression Lyra was now giving him begged to differ. If cuteness could kill he would of been vaporized in a instance.

"No... take me... home... this instant!" Aden said weakly as he stared into the eyes of Lyra. Seeing the crack in his metaphorical armor Lyra pushed harder. She went full on cat mode on him, slowly climbing onto the bed with her puppy dog eyes. As if to tip him over the edge she curled up on his lap ".... FINE!" Aden yelled in defeat. He never thought that he would be a victim of cuteness. Losing to that stare, he could live with that; people would understand.

Unfurling herself Lyra shot up with a smile plastered upon her face. A loud squeak came from seemingly nowhere as her smile grew. "Oh this is going to be so much fun!" She exclaimed. With another pop a scroll and a quill came into reality right in front of her. Both floating in her golden magic, something that Aden always wondered about.

"Okay question one! What do humans eat?" Lyra resisted with ease, it was like she had this whole question and answer thing planed out from day one. Of coarse she would ask something like this. What did I expect, she's a scientist of some sort. A scientist looking at her test subject as nothing more than a experiment, not like a sentient being. Hell she still hasn't even asked what my name is.

Nonetheless he still answered her questions. The sooner they were depleted the sooner he would be sent to a world where he was actually cared about. Even if the only person that really cared for him was Mae and even she only cared because he owed her money. "We're omnivores we can eat both animals and plants, however some plants we can't really digest all too well." He answered honestly, no point in giving the mare false information. Who knows maybe he will become famous here. At least your name will live on somewhere.

"Fascinating! How long does a human live for on average?" Once again the question seems to have been thought of before hand. No time or thought was given to actually think about the specimen before her. Sighing Aden once again answered the question, his clear emotions flying right over Lyra's head.

"Last time I checked it was around 70ish. That being said I have heard of some guy in France that lived to be 122 years" Lyra's eyes seem to shoot open at that answer. It was like she expected a human to die after a couple of years.

"That's amazing! Us ponies only last for a good 50 years, 62 is the longest recorded. You humans truly are spectacular!" Lyra commented as her quill wrote down every single word Aden said. The fact that she could write faster than he could speak was a big plus.

"I wish all people thought like you." Aden said under his breath. "Anyways how many more questions are you planning to ask?" He asked staring down at the green pony.

Lyra's smile just kept getting bigger. "We're just scratching the surface! I have nine thousand and one questions lined up and ready to go! I have more but those are just the ones I have memorized!" She replied with pride.

Of course, today is going to be a long day. Aden sighed.