Just A Dream

Why am I falling..? The clouds… They’re so beautiful… The ground… Why is it coming so quickly?

These were the first thoughts of a stranger from another world. Upon his eye, he could see the green, dense landscape of a forest, almost like a fresh mold, green grass of a hillside, a house as well. Wait, a house? He shouted almost instantly as he threw his arms in front of his body, trying to cushion himself as he plummeted through, pain shooting through his very being and his brain scrambling to try and ease it off. He could only wallow in pain as he opened his eyes, blurs greeting his senses as he heard the scream of a frightened girl, almost a lady, but he ignored it, trying to perceive his surroundings as accurately as he could, groans and moans escaping him as he began to lay still, distortion of his sight easing away as he stood up slowly.

“W-W-Who are you?!” a high-pitched voice yelled, almost like she had just been robbed. The boy winces softly at the pain in his arms, trying to ignore it as he stumbles.

“Would you please stop screaming..?” He asked this softly, and he began turning around to see what was a small, yellow coated, pink haired pony in front of him, something he never encountered before. Behind her was a bunny, and it looked almost terrified of him, petrified even. “Listen, I have three questions: One, where’s the door? Two, why are you talking? and three, where the heck am I?”

“In my house through the hole you created you… You…” it seemed the pony couldn’t think of anything  to verbally attack him with. She then gave an annoyed grunt, pointing her hoof to the door, having the narrowest look at the boy in front of her. “Why are you even here?” she asked, petting her bunny, “Trying to join the flight academy?”

“What? No, I’m not old enough for the air force! I’ll just be on my-” Whump. He hit the floor like a sack of bricks, groaning softly as he squeezed his hands into fists. “But I feel older than Methuselah,” he whispered as he closed his eyes, losing consciousness quickly as he began to look flushed. The mare approached the downed boy slowly, poking him with her hoof.

“I’ve never seen someone like this before. No wings, or horn, and not even a pony,” she mused, looking like she had seen a ghost, her bunny hiding behind a threshold to another room. She backed away and looked towards the door, her thoughts focused somewhere else. “Angel, stay right here. Make sure he is okay,” she ordered as she ran to her front door, opening it in a great hurry as she ran down the path, shouting “Fluttershy will be back soon sweetie,” as she went off into the distance. Angel just sat there trembling, scared of the unknown being in front of him. He had no clue what the being would do while Fluttershy was away…

Meanwhile at Twilight’s Library

The sound of constant knocking drew Twilight Sparkle to the door almost immediately, and she opened up as quickly as possible, surprised at who she’d see knocking on her door. “Fluttershy, what are you doing here?” she asked, curious, but Fluttershy looked at her with begging eyes.

“Please let me in, I need to talk to you, it’s important!”

Twilight nodded, unsure of what was wrong, but allowed her friend inside. “You should know that-” she was interrupted by the slam of the door as Fluttershy began to speak too fast for even Twilight to understand.

“Whoa, slow down Fluttershy, what is it now?”

“There’s a thing in my house and it crashed through my roof and has hands and things! It has hair on top of its head and I haven’t seen anything like that before!” she mused, quite high pitched and a tad loud. Twilight tilted her head, curious of this new creature she was describing. Spike popped out of the adjoining room with Pinkie Pie.

“Did I just hear something cool about a new pony in Ponyville?” she squealed, trying not to jump but failing more than ever as she repelled off the ground repeatedly, looking like she set a new record.

“Honestly, I thought you ponies had already found all the species in Equestria,” Spike added, leaning against the edge of the doorway, munching on an apple he had gotten from Sweet Apple Acres.

Twilight shook her head, her mane swaying softly. “It might not be local to Equestria, Spike.”

Fluttershy twitched her eye a bit, just somewhat impatient. “Somebody just get over there! It seems like its hurt!” Twilight looked at the two behind her, nodding to Pinkie as she looked back to Fluttershy.

“Let’s go ponies,’’ stated Twilight, the response of Fluttershy being her running through the door at the fastest she could go. Twilight looked at Pinkie and shrugged, but that didn’t hinder them from following Fluttershy as fast as they could. Amidst the running, soft gray clouds began to gather overhead, soft rain pattering on the three as they ran.

Upon reaching the residence of Fluttershy, all of them stopped in their tracks to see the human boy walking, or at least trying to. He was limping, his arms grasping themselves as he didn’t seem to look up. It seemed almost as if he was just trying to get away, not worried about the rain at all.

“Hey! You!” Twilight shouted, her voice clear as a bell from about fifty feet away. The boy seemingly threw his head up, fearful almost, and turned around, running in a struggling stance. Pinkie and Twilight ran as fast as they could, but Fluttershy took off like a catapult had flung her. Her Mind was focused on her bunny, scared that he might do something to her little bundle of love. However, not even ten feet away from the door, the human stopped, resting his hands on his knees as he seemed to be exhausted. Fluttershy began to slow down as she stopped right behind him, panting softly with an abhorring looking in her eye. Twilight and Pinkie came up to him, stepping around him carefully, looking at him in his eyes.

“I didn’t mean to break her house,” he rasped, panting softly as he stood up, trying not to fall as he looked back at the yellow mare, sighing softly. Now that they had actually bothered to look at him, they could see his features; slightly aged face, brown eyes, pale skin, and short-cut brown hair, and a height that was frankly, larger than Pinkie and Twilight had expected. He had on a pair of jeans,. He was panting, shuddering softly as he began to squat. “I honestly don’t know what I’m doing here. I don’t know anything in this place or who you guys are.”

“Ponies,” Pinkie mused, rolling her eyes softly with a little smile, “we like to be called ponies!”

“Fine then, I don’t know who you ponies are. That better for you?” Pinkie nodded with a small giggle.

"Well where are you from?” Twilight asked, placing her left hoof on his right arm, sending him reeling back with a clearly-visible wince.

“A place called Jericho, in Virginia, The United States of America. You ponies ever hear of that?” he said bluntly, looking up as he extended his hand to the sky, rain pattering all over himself as he sighed softly at the feeling.

“Not really. Fluttershy, can we take him inside your place?”

“Not until he answers me one question,” she said, “is Angel okay?”

“Is that your bunny rabbit in there?” the boy said, rubbing his head softly. “If that’s the case, yeah, he is. Fell asleep behind the threshold to a bedroom.

“Did you go in that room?” Fluttershy inquired, looking like she had just been relieved of a large pain.

“It isn’t my room. I don’t think I’d wanna look in a place that isn’t mine. I’ll never know what I’ll find,” he said as he looked at the three. “So let me get this straight, the yellow pony here is called… Fluttershy?” He sounded just a bit confused when he thought of it. “If that’s hers, then what are the name of you two ponies?” he said, standing up slowly with his sigh fixed on Pinkie and Twilight.

“I’m Pinkie Pie! That’s Twilight Sparkle! And you are?” Pinkie said, jumping like crazy, smiling just a bit more than wide. He furrowed a brow, unsure of why she was doing so.

“Willie,” said the boy, sounding proud but soft in his voice as he said it. He rubbed his arms slowly, his face wincing in pain.

“Are you hurt?” Twilight asked, her eyes fixed on this new being's body. Willie nodded, his eyes tracing away to Fluttershy’s house.

“I did bash through the roof, but only because I had nowhere else to go. Sorry Fluttershy.”

“It’s alright,” she said calmly, walking slowly to her door as she opened it, calmly walking inside. “Come on everypony, the rain is starting to get heavy.” In almost unanimous agreement, they all nodded their head to the mare and began to tread inside. Will had to duck under the door as he stepped inside, looking at Fluttershy.

“Thanks,” was the word that came out of Willie’s mouth. He looked at the hole in the roof,  sighing softly at what he had done. “Guess you guys have some questions you want answered, huh?”

“Ponies,” Fluttershy mused, beating Pinkie Pie to the punch, “we are ponies.”

“I guess you ponies want some answers then?”

“Yes we do,” Twilight answered, seeing the hole from a clear angle. This was something she had never seen before. A small part of her heart was almost telling her it was a monster, but she believed in her more logical take, a foreign thing that could talk. She turned back to see that Pinkie was already bugging Willie about being friends. She was just going on and on and on, but he just seemed to stare at the hole in the ceiling. He seems so patient, thought Twilight, surprised that he wasn’t flying off at the handle at her. Twilight had some hope that this person was good hearted. She could almost judge he had somewhat of a good heart. But she couldn’t judge now. She had questions to ask.