Portals

Twilight couldn’t help but cry. She hurt so badly. Her left hoof was sprained and her left fore hoof was broken. She had cuts everywhere but her face where she had one small bruise, she had one of her wing’s bones chipped and no matter what she did, it always hurt. She had just been helped and now was in some form of box. Kevin moved all of his things into the back of the car. When he finally got onto the road, he asked Twilight if she needed help getting out of the box, since the disguise was no longer necessary. She barely managed the words under all of the pain. Kevin helped her out and she sat in the back seat of his car. Kevin drove down the street for maybe 30 minutes before stopping at the hotel that they were going to stay at.

It was not very fancy, but still the hotel managed to make an impression on the two. After checking in and unloading all of their things (by which I mean Kevin’s: Kevin have put Twilight in and out of the box to disguise her) Twilight sat at the foot of the bed, and Kevin then apologized:

“I’m very sorry, Twilight. I don’t know anything about what happened, but I’ll fix this.” He prepared to go out while he continued. “I’m going to go grocery shopping, I’ll try to get anything that you might need. I’ll be back in an about an hour.” Surprised that he could stay so cool around one of his own role-models, he turned around and saw her sad face. He embraced the moment of emotion. Twilight had been hurt, flogged, mutilated, and hashed. She had been thrown out and beaten. Twilight still cried. It was little, but she still hurt very badly.

Kevin could only find one way to prevent her being this sad. He got down on his knees and hugged the saddened mare.

Twilight felt the human arms burn into her aching bruises. She cringed and pulled a deep breath through her teeth. Kevin pulled back and apologized again.

“I’m sorry, Twilight.”

Twilight nodded.
Briefly after, Kevin turned out the door and went looking for pony-safe food.

What do ponies eat? By all that the TV show had given him to go off of, Kevin looked for the following: water, Ice cream, cake, breads, salads, any vegetables, flowers, honey and chocolate. After finding half of the items, Kevin noticed that most of them were desserts and returned: the cakes and chocolates. He then stopped by the drug store and picked up: splints, bandages, adhesive tape and hydrogen peroxide.

Kevin returned. Twilight lay on the bed and looked up at him.

“I brought you some things.” he told her.

Twilight still didn’t fully trust this guy. She watched as he pulled out: at least two gallons of vanilla ice cream with the words, “I didn’t know what kinds of Ice cream that you have in Ponyville, so I just got the kind that has to be edible by all creatures.” Twilight nodded slowly. He continued with: Bread, salads, mustard, flowers, honey and medical supplies.

Kevin went to apply honey and hydrogen peroxide to the wounds (the loads of antioxidants in honey can heal small cuts relatively quickly) and then stripped the bandages. Afterwards, he used the splints and tape to fix her broken leg.

“Can you stand on it?” he asked. She responded after a failed attempt where the splint spread out and did nothing. Twilight’s tears grew.

“I’ll fix that.” Kevin said, panicked. He tightened the splints over her hoof.

“Better?” Kevin questioned.

Twilight steadily got to her hooves and nodded.

Kevin then proceeded to tie the tape around her wing to prevent it from becoming more hurt.
He got out one of the gallons of ice cream and several bottles of water from the bags and opened them for her. She drank the water

Twilight didn’t want to impose. She didn’t want to eat something of somebody that she didn’t know. After staring at it for several minutes, she finally sucome to the undeniable taste of ice cream. She used her magic to lift the spoon (too quickly) from the drum of ice cream to her mouth.

Kevin could barely comprehend that she was not getting a headache from all of the ice cream, but she kept eating it until the whole jug had been emptied. Kevin proceeded as he had planned on his way over from the store.

“If you wouldn’t mind,” Kevin asked. Twilight sat up, “How did you manage to get here?” She responded her first clear words since her capture: “I came through portal.” She then drank about the whole flat of water that Kevin bought.

“Why aren’t you curious about how I know you?” He managed “if you care to tell me.”

“My previous…” (Captor, horror Twilight searched her vocabulary for the word: roommate) “Roommate,” she burst, “told me about that. The show, you...”

She fell back on the bed.

Kevin knew that he shouldn’t ask any more questions until another time when she’s maybe not so fresh out of the torture chamber.

“If it’s alright with you,” Twilight calmed, “I might ask you one question?”

“Okay.” Kevin reluctantly agreed.

“Why are you helping me?”

Good question. Why exactly is he helping her? He knew that he liked her. It was because of something that she didn’t understand fully. He finally decided to respond to the question with his greatest mind. He only had the sense to tell her one thing as he looked into her adorable eyes.

“I am like you, Twilight. I have bad days and I have good days. I have been forced under the pressures of society and I have been comforted by my friends. There was one friend though, that I could never meet. I was comforted by my friends when I was at my lowest time. Sometimes, though, I didn’t have my friends to be there for me. I had no comfort when I was sad. Not any comfort except for you. You were there for me every day. In my hardest times. In my easiest times. You were always there for me. So now I am here for you. Your darkest hour. I always am there for my friends. I always take after my friends, and if there is one thing I want to do for you, my friend, it is to be here for you now.”

Twilight turned to herself. She couldn’t look at him after he said something like that. He was here for her. He was the shoulder for her to cry on. She had a friendly feeling for a new friend.