Choices for a better life

Chapters

The Mechanic
The Farmer
New Look
The Coffee Shop
Wubs and Distractions
Room 202

The Mechanic

Author's Note

First chapter. Please no hate i try my best. let me know if the youtube connection works as i thought it would

The Mechanic

By I_Am_Iron_Ore

You were ok with your life. It had order, and you liked order. Unfortunately fate always has a way of fucking you over. You're stuck in the freezing state of Wisconsin- and you're job isn't that good. Not that you would complain. You're only 20, you work at a grocery store, and you’re making a little above minimum wage, which is good enough for you, since you still had college courses you needed to finish. Tonight you had to work again.

"Mom! I'm heading to work!" You yell before shutting the front door behind you. You fumble in your right pocket for a few seconds before feeling the cold metal of the key against your hand. You wrap your fingers around it and pull it out of your pocket.

After a freezing cold drive ( your crappy van was slow to heating up, but very reliable) You find a place to park and quickly walk inside. You are greeted with the welcoming warmth of the store and the smell of fresh produce. You hear a voice behind you.

“Hi Anon! How are you?”

It was Carol, the older, slightly rounded woman, and the nicest and best co-worker you had. She was like another mother to you, and she always treated you like a son. Her black hair helped her big brown eyes peer at you lovingly. You smile and answer her.

“Hey Carol. I’m good, thanks for asking.”

You make your way to the break room and drop off your sweatshirt. After tying your apron on, you make your way past the items you sold and to the back room, where all goods that needed to be stocked were kept. You peek around the doorway into a small side office.

“John? You in here?” you ask.

“Yeah”

You step into the room and spot a shorter asian man in a blue dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was one of the four managers you answered to. He smiles and stands as you enter.

“So John, I’m here to work. What do you want me to do?”

He talks into his earpiece, asking around to the other employees in the store. After a few seconds he looks back to you.

”Today you’re working with Kurt and Sawyer. Sawyer is bringing a 6 wheeler to isle 3 for the three of you to unload” He says. You nod.

”I’ll get right on it.” You respond, walking back through the doors you came in. You go for Isle 3,, but you're stopped by a man covered head to toe in an overcoat.

“Excuse me, Where is your chocolate milk located?” He says.

You play off the shady character as another normal customer and point him in the right direction.

“Its right over there, on the right.” You say. The stranger nods his head, completely covered by a fedora, slowly strolls away. Man that guy was weird. How could you see his eyes so well compared to the rest of his face? More importantly, Why were his eyes yellow? You shrug it off and make your way back to isle 3. In the Isle you saw the people you were going to be working with tonight. Kurt was at least 55 years old, but still acted a hell of a lot like an immature college student. He always wore gloves and had curly silver hair. His Glasses were nestled away in his hair, instead of on his big nose. The other person also had glasses, but was wearing them. They were thick rimmed and made his blue eyes that much easier to see. He was tall and lanky, and a couple years older than you. If you had to sum it up in one sentence, you would say you were spending the night stocking shelves with a Hipster and a Guy on one of those erectile dysfunction commercials…. And you couldn’t be happier. These guys were like brothers to you.

“You gonna actually work today?” Kurt asks snidely. You roll your eyes.

“Yes, like I always do.” You respond, Unable to stop a small smile from spreading across your face. You know he was joking with you. You turn to Sawyer and throw your arms out.

“If it ain't the town Hipster!” You say. He chuckles and shakes his head.

“I swear, Im not a hipster!” He says. He might not think it, but you knew by the clothes he wore outside of work that he was definitely a Hipster. You Grab a box of cans, strike up a conversation, and start stocking.

You slowly make your way back to your van. That shift had gone by too fast, you thought. After finally getting a grip on the key with your shaking cold hands, you pry open the door, which was welded shut by ice and snow. You climb in and put the key in the ignition.

RRRR- CHCHCHCHCHCH!

RRRR-CHCHCHCHCHCH!

The van sputters for a few seconds before dying.

"Shit." You mutter. "Gonna have to call a tow-"

At that moment a rusty old tow truck pulls up next to you, and a strangely familiar man leaned out.

"You look like you could use a tow." He said in a strangely soothing voice. You remember that voice. It was the same guy who asked you where the chocolate milk was.

Deciding to ignore the fact that he basically came out of nowhere and he's pretty freakin sketchy, you take him up on your offer.

"Yeah, if you could help me out." You say after contemplating your choices in the freezing cold.

"GREAT!" He shouts. "Hop in, your all hooked up."

You pause for a second realizing he had never stepped out of the truck before hooking the tow cable to your van.

His voice shakes you from your thoughts.

"Hey, get in. I'm running a tight schedule that I plan to keep."

You keep your feet planted in the spot you're standing and look at him skeptically.

"How did you hook up my van to your truck without leaving the cab?" You ask.

He hesitates before answering your question. "Well... I'll tell you later. Just get in."

By now you were freezing your nuts off and snow had started to fall. Not willing to stay out in the cold any longer, you take the man's offer and climb in the passenger side. It's at this point in time that you get a decent glimpse at this strange man. And strange doesn't do him justice. He wore a sleek black fedora with a matching pair of shades over his eyes, with Big bushy white eyebrows and a goatee to match. He wore a long brown trench coat with a striped orange and white shirt underneath, his Olive Green pants were ripped and torn, crudely mended with patches of yellow and black cloth. On his right foot he sported a red high heel shoe (strange) and on his left, a tan work boot. His hands could not be seen either, for they were shrouded by a mustard yellow oven mitt and a black leather glove.

'What the fuck is with this guy?' You think to yourself. 'Who is he? Where's he gonna take me... Oh god I hope he doesn't rape me!'

As if he read your mind, he proceeded to explain himself.

"I suppose you wanna know a little about my strange behavior, am I right?"

"Yeah, that would help" you quip.

At this point a blast of music flows from the trucks old speaker system. Wait... You know this song- it's Discord- by The Living Tombstone....

"This song asks questions about me too." He says growing darker.

You have this song on your iPod, and it usually helps you wake up in the mornings. But now, hearing the lyrics push their way into your brain sends a chill straight to your core.

"I have some questions for you now."

You awake from your thought coma and turn to the man- who you are pretty sure is the Discord guy mentioned in the song.

"What?" You ask in barely a whisper.

"You enjoy order and staying with the schedule... Is this correct?"

"Yeah" you say back.

"Well, I don't. I like the opposite. Chaos. In fact, I love Chaos.... And I figured since you're so used to order and normality, why not throw you a curveball in life, and watch you go insane?"

Your eyes grow small. "W-what are you implying?" You dare to ask.

"Oh, only this." He says.

Without warning, he yanks the steering wheel to the right- straight through a guardrail and into a river you had no clue you were crossing. The windshield breaks Immediately and sends freezing cold water all over you. Thinking fast, you unbuckle your seat belt and swim through the broken windshield. Your lungs are burning for oxygen, and you swim desperately for the surface. The song you were listening to still haunts your mind with its presence despite the fact you were underwater watching the tow truck sink deeper into the darkness. You start swimming up when your lungs start reminding you of their lack of air. You fear you're not going to make it- but you breach the surface and gasp for breath. You breathe in heavily for a few seconds before you take in the scenery around you. Something's wrong- it's cloudlessly sunny and warm, even though it was a cold winter night when you left your workplace, and you're in the middle of an unusually warm pond in the middle of what appears to be an apple orchard. You gather your remaining strength and swim to land. Your soaked to the bone. You stand on wobbly legs and stumble over to the nearest tree, where you proceed to lean and vomit up water. Your vision is blurred, so you didn't see the creature making its way toward you.

"What the buck?"

Huh? What did it say? It sounded feminine, and very southern.

"Ugh" you grumble- trying to get your mouth functioning again. Turning to what you presume to be is a girl, your blurred vision focuses on an orange... Horse- human hybrid thing. You rub your eyes for a few seconds, clearing your vision and confirming your initial thought. It is a horse- human hybrid. It's face was oddly human, but with a short snout, long golden hair flowed down her back in a long braid. She was wearing a red checkered shirt with the sleeves rolled up and cut off jeans, rather short and hugging her ass rather well... Wait what?

Her legs ended in hooves, and you were barely able to make out what looked to be a cluster of apples tattooed on her thigh.

And another thing about her.... She had pretty nice breasts...

NOnonono fuck off brain.

"HEY! Ya know how to speak?"

For the third time, you are jolted from your thoughts.

"Huh? You can speak?"

She recoiled upon hearing you.

"What are you?" She asked, a little edge to her voice.

Being the smart ass you are, you respond with "well I could ask you the same thing miss Horse lady."

She responds to this with a quick slap to your face. You're right cheek, now stinging and red causes you to let out a slight yelp.

"What was that for?!?!" You yell.

"How DARE you use that kind of language on mah family's orchard!"

"Your family? I don't even know where the hell I am, or who the fuck you are!"

"Ah asked you first!"

You stutter for a few seconds before deciding staying calm is the best idea.

Still holding your cheek, you start over.

"Im anonymous. I'm a human and I come from wisconsin. Who are you, what are you, and where am I?"

She squints at you before speaking.

"Well yer obviously not from around here so ah'll fill ya in. This here big ball of dirt were standing on is a planet called Terra. We're in Equestria, Sweet Apple Acres to be exact. Am Applejack, and my species goes by the name of 'pony'."

She continues quickly after stopping.

"If yer from a different area, how'd you wind up here?"

You pause and try to recall the memories from before you ended up in the pond.

"Well this Discord guy gave me a lift after my van broke down and then said something about fucking up my life before driving into a river. When I swam to the surface, I was here."

She scratches the back of her head in thought.

"Well, I don't know what a 'van' is or what you mean by 'give you a lift' but one things fer sure, Discord is behind this, and that means he's probably sitting around somewhere close waiting fer something terrible to happen to us." Panicking, you ask Applejack what to do now.

"Ahm not sure what he's planning, but ah think it's best if we get out of here and somewhere safe. Follow me."

And with that, you're adventure begins in the new and amazing world of Equestria, the land of magical, talking, technicolor pony human hybrids. Yeah, someone must have drugged you.

Pete Wolter's POV

I'm not sure what I just saw. There was a tow truck towing a van about 15 feet ahead Of me on the road. I didn't recognize the towing company, and the music blaring from the cab was just about annoying enough to make me honk my horn in annoyance.

We were crossing a one way bridge over Stone River when the driver turned his blinker on. It was kind of strange, considering the bridge we were on stretched another 100 or so feet. I attempted to pull up closer in attempt to talk to the guy, but my questions on his motive were soon answered when he yanked the steering wheel to the right swerving the truck and van straight through the guardrail and into the river below. I could see the look on the passengers face, he was as shocked as I was. I hit the brakes and ran to where I last saw them. All that was left was a pair of tire skidmarks leading straight to the twisted, bent metal of the broken rail. I peeked over the side and into the waters below, but saw no signs that the water was disrupted or even any evidence that anyone went over the side. I backed up a little and stepped on something hard. I retracted my foot and heard the dull clank of metal in concrete. There, on the ground was a license plate. It read ‘discord’ and had come from a truck.

The Farmer

By I_Am_Iron_Ore

You and Applejack walk briskly, quickly approaching a large farmhouse. She points to a large red barn nearby.

"In here, come on."

You follow her without questions. She holds the door open and gestures you to get inside. You're still moderately wet from your unexpected swim, and it's at this time you remember the things in your pockets. You reach into your apron and yank out its contents; a flashlight (filled with water in every open spot- not working of course.) A pen, a sharpie and a small knife for cutting open boxes (it's what you did at work). You then reach into your right pocket a pull out your IPod, praying it would work. Miraculously, it turns on and works fine. Full battery, all memory there.

You thank god for this turn of luck and put it in your jacket pocket with all the items from your apron. Applejack looks at all these this with a skeptical look.

" yer soaking wet partner. You need some clean clothes."

You snap away from your pocket diving and look at her. You're not good with taking people's kindness, always fearing you'll take it too far.

"N-no! No that's okay."

She gives you a confused look.

"Are you sure? Ahm pretty sure Mac's got some old stuff that doesn't fit him anymore..."

Mac? Who's Mac? Forget it. Nows not the time. You need to get back home.

"No it's fine- I just wanna find a way home." You say.

The strange Equine Creature scratches the back or her head.

"Er... Okay guess. Yer obviously not from around here, so maybe Twilight will know where you came from, Follow me."

Twilight? What kind of name is that? You think about this while you make your way down a small dirt road.

"Now don't be surprised if you get some strange looks when we get to town. You don't exactly look like the rest of us."

Wait- there's a whole town of these weird human- horse things? Where in gods name are you? Are you in Chernobyl?

You don't have much time to panic because the walk only took you about 10 minutes. As you make your way to what appears to be the town square, Applejack's predictions find to be spot on. Everyone- or as Applejack put it- Everypony, who was in the town stopped their Business and looked at you- staying completely silent as you and Applejack make your way to a large Crystal tree thing.

You stop to look at it and marvel in the sight, a giant Crystal tree, in amazing shades of purples and greens and blues, shining in the sunlight in the perfect way. As you get closer, you can make out windows of all shapes and sizes, along with a big pair of Crystal doors. At the entrance stood two more horse things in white armor. They stood at attention when You and Applejack pass by.

"Welcome, Element of honesty and.... Guest."

One of the guards says, taking a long, uncomfortable look at you. You gaze back, but only for a second before scurrying in behind Applejack.

The inside of the castle is just as amazing as the outside. Books as far as the eye can see all around in a large circular room. Your time to marvel is cut short though, when another creature almost causes you to flip shit. This ones a dragon- human hybrid, not wearing any clothes though, and was slightly taller than you. It takes one look in your direction and yelps.

"Applejack! What is that thing?!?"

You're really getting sick of this. You decide to snap back.

"Yeah, well fuck you too buddy."

He recoils even further.

"It can talk?!?"

Applejack stops you before you an snap back again.

"HE is not from around here. Discord sent him here and he needs help getting home. Do you know where Twilight is?"

He seemed to calm down at hearing Applejack's assurance.

"Uh, yeah... She's in the book room."

She face palms.

"Which one?"

"Number 17."

"Thank ya, Spike." She says after starting down the hall. You go to follow after her, but you're stopped by the dragon thing. He gives you an apologetic look.

"Sorry about flipping out like that... I'm Spike by the way."

He holds out his hand... Or claw.... Or whatever you call it. You take it cautiously and shake it slowly.

"Anon" you respond.

You make your way to book room 17 trailing a little bit behind Applejack to marvel at the different sights this castle- tree- library- thing has to offer. Applejack knocks on a nearby door.

"Twilight! Mah friend and I need yer help!"

Friend? What? You never agreed to this.

The door opens to reveal a purple equine creature just like Applejack, but with darker purple hair with pink streaks. She seemed to be wearing a school issued vest and skirt. She also had a horn and a pair of wings.

"Hello Applejack." She says. "Hello... Uh..." She grows silent and decides just to invite the two of you into the room by opening the door.

"Come in!" She tries to change the subject.

Applejack slowly makes her way in, telling her to follow you. The three of you stand awkwardly for a moment before Twilight breaks the silence.

"So uh, Applejack, who's your friend?"

"This here's Anon." She responds. “He’s not from around here, but thats not the point. The reason Ah came and got you is because of the reason he got here. Apparently Discord’s up to his old tricks again.”

Twilight's eyes go small. “I thought he was reformed! This cant be right!”

She runs from the book room and straight to Spike.

"Spike, take a letter: tell the princess that we might be encountering troubles with discord!" She all but shouted the last bit because she was already at the front doors. Spike nods and runs to grab a letter.

“Uh, Twi? Where are ya going?” Asks Applejack.

“To Fluttershy’s! If anypony knows anything about this, its her!” She calls over her shoulder.

The door lazily closes, leaving you and Applejack alone in the book room.

“So, what now?” You ask.

The farmer sighs. “Lets go.”

The jog to the cottage was a lot longer than you were hoping it to be. It felt like it went on forever, only for it to end up as a walk once you entered a forest. Your eyes dart around the wooded area, looking for any movement. It got dark… Very dark…. And colder too. Amidst all of it though, you can just spot a faint light peeking it's way through a cluster of trees about 20 feet ahead of you. You don't get much farther though, because you're stopped by a hand on your arm. You whip around and see Applejack eyeing up the trees.

"Stay close, sugarcube. I heard something."

You start to object when her hand tugs you close to her. So close, you can smell the apples on her breath, so close you could feel her heart beat...

You feel yourself growing a blush as she gently nudged you in the direction of the light. A few steps, with Applejack squeezing the life from you by now, you make it through the thicket and come upon a cottage. Twilight is already at the door, talking to a yellow pony, dressed in pants and a green sweater that was at least 2 sizes too big. You could her Twilight's side of the conversation, but couldn't make out what the yellow mare was saying from behind her long pink hair. Applejack grabs your hand and leads you to the others.

"Fluttershy! Where's discord?!?!"

The mare, now known as Fluttershy, could hear the anger in her voice and quickly shut the door, hitting Twilight in the nose and causing her to fall backwards onto her ass.

“Ouch….” She mumbled. Applejack walked right past her and began knocking on the door.

“Why is she so angry?” you ask Twilight while helping her up. She shook her head.

“She and Discord don’t really see eye to eye, Discord sees her as a stuck up jerk, and Applejack sees him as a good for nothing freak. They’re not afraid to express their opinions to each other either.”

Harsh. No wonder she felt she needed to help you, She just didn’t like discord.

Fluttershy slowly opened the door.

“Please don’t knock so hard, Applejack. The animals are napping!” She whispered.

“Where’s Discord?” Applejack asked, getting a little quieter. Fluttershy began to fidget.

“He’s upstairs, would you like to speak to him?” She asked.

You were getting quite bored of this. You had no idea where you were, Who these people- er, ponies were, or why they decided to help you instead of kicking you out or dissecting you or some shit. You concluded that they must really dislike this Discord guy. You felt a tapping on your shoulder and heard a familiar voice.

“Anon? You requested me?”

You whip around. Standing there is the weird guy in the tow truck that drove you into the lake. With a snap of his fingers, he turned into something else. He kind of resembled a goat at the head with an antler and a horn jutting from his head. His body resembles a serpent with what could only be described as a dragon like tail, with a tuft of fur at the end. He had a single hoof and a lizards claw for legs, and a lions paw and an eagle's talon for arms. The only thing that still looked familiar is his beady red and yellow eyes and the calming nature of his voice. You flip shit at seeing this.

“What the hell???” You shout

Discord shushes you with the tip of his tail and begins rambling about whatever. You don’t pay attention though, because you're too focused on the fact that this asshole trapped you here, and that he’s practically jamming his fluffy tail in your mouth to keep you from talking.

That’s when an Idea hits you. You bite down hard on his tail, awaiting his reaction. There is none, however, and he turns to face you with a shit eating grin.

“Enjoying that cotton candy?” He asked, swinging his tail behind him. You stick out your tongue and take out the somewhat soggy lump on your tongue. Sure enough, its cotton candy. You throw it on the ground and open your mouth, ready to give him a piece of your mind, when Applejack starts talking.

“Discord! Where’d you get this poor soul? He’s obviously not from around here.” You're still staring him down when he turns to her. He takes a deep breath and begins explaining what he did to you from his point of view.

“Well, I wanted to try an Innocent little experiment is all. An experiment involving the balance between order and chaos, and how it affects beings from other dimensions. The area in which I landed in said other dimension happened to be on a planet similar to Tera, and heavily populated by highly intelligent creatures known as “Humans”. So, I followed a multitude of these humans around, looking for one that seemed to go about their life in an orderly fashion that they were comfortable with, and yet displayed distress and unrest when this order was disrupted. Anon here fit the bill almost perfectly, so i simply plucked him from his universe and set him down here in ours. Now my experiment will commence, and we will find how long it will take before this creature is driven to Insanity.” He finished his rant by giving you an innocent grin. A grin that pissed you off.

“You fuckwad! Take me back to my universe!” You shout, throwing a right hook at Discord’s jaw. He maneuvers away from your fist and grabs hold. He picks you up and forms a fist with his left hand. He doesn’t get any farther though, because an orange hand grabs his wrist before he can swing.

“Easy you two!” Applejack yells.

Twilight steps forward. “Discord, it was not nice of you to take this human away without his consent-”

“KIDNAPPING!” You shout.

“BUT, there is no need to get so upset over it, Mr. Anon.” She finished.

Everyone- er Everypony turned to discord, Twilight beginning to speak again.

“Discord, I order you to bring this human back to his dimension at once.” Discord only chuckled defiantly in response, and upon seeing you his small chuckle turned into a full on belly laugh. He wiped a tear from his eye and responded.

“Oh dear princess, I would if I could, But it appears Our dear friends stay has just become Permanent.” Everypony turns back to you, only to all gasp and go wide eyed. You begin to panic.

“What? What happened?” You ask frantically.

“You look like us…” Twilight stuttered.

You grab your Box cutter from your pocket and look at your reflection in the metal. What you see causes you to drop the cutter and scream. Your skin had turned light gray and you had grown a fine layer of fine light gray fur over your whole body. Your shoes were gone, and instead a pair of hooves peeked out from below your black jeans. That wasn’t all though. Your curly brown hair was now straight and messy, some slicked back while the rest spiked forward. Your nose and mouth were gone, and in its place was a small muzzle. You could feel your ears had changed too, now larger and pointier, Below the belt you could see a short, brown tail poking through a hole in your jeans, just above your ass, and to literally top off the new look, You had a sharp horn protruding from your head. You tried to form coherent words, but your thought process was out the door, and you black out a second later.

Author's Note

Next chapter out soon. I just hope you guise like it

New Look

By I_Am_Iron_Ore

You wake up on a couch, in what appears to be a mixture of a small cottage and an animal shelter. It smells like hay, which for some reason makes your mouth water. You slowly rise, Only to feel a hand softly push you back down.

“Oh, um, you might want to rest for now. You passed out and um, I think you might have been injured.” Comes a soft voice, Barely heard. It comes from that one butter yellow pony you saw in the doorway earlier.

You have so many questions. What did Discord mean by a “Permanent stay?” What has happened to your body? How are you going to get home? How long have you been unconscious?

All your questions settle when you see a tall white pony enter the room. Like twilight, she too has both a horn and wings. For some reason just her presence seems to calm you.

“Greetings. I am Princess Celestia. Co-Ruler of Equestria. Who might you be?” She asked with a motherly voice as smooth as silk. You can’t find the words to speak, your cognitive ability seems to have left you. She sees you struggling and chuckles.

“There is no need for alarm, I will not hurt you.”

Almost as if she ordered you to speak, you manage to find your voice.

“Uh, My name is Anon, ma’am.”

She looks you over as you stand weakly. She at least has a good foot in height on you.

“I understand you have problems with Discord?” She asks. You nod, and she lets out a sigh.

“I figured as much. My guess is you are not from around here?” You nod again.

“I also understand you have some questions that need answering as well?” You nod again. Anymore of this and your heads gonna fall off.

“Alright. First, How long have I been out?”

The princess pondered this for a few seconds before speaking.

“I’d say about an hour.”

You nod slowly. Time for another.

“Why am I a pony? What happened to my body?”

She nodded upon hearing this.

“Everything on this planet has magic within it. Since you are not from this planet, you had none. Upon entering this universe, and more specifically this planet, the magic was slowly absorbed into your body, and once enough of it had accumulated, you changed form from your previous bipedal form into our more Equine bipedal form.”

You cringe. That didn't sound too good to you, but you push those thoughts to the side and get ready for your next question and probably your hardest to ask.

“......... What did Discord mean by “Permanent stay”?”

Princess Celestia sighed and beckoned you to follow you outside. You did as asked and followed her out the door and onto an empty pathway. You started down and walked with her, neither of you speaking a word.

“This is not easy to say.” She said solemnly, breaking the silence. “As you know, Discord didn’t just take you from your universe, he also took you from a different dimension.” You nod, keeping up with what the princess was saying.

“The Dimension he took you from, he picked completely at random. The chances of finding that Dimension are already one in a trillion. On top of that, every action we perform here, every decision we make, births the creation of a multitude of more dimensions, one for every possible outcome to all possible problems and choices…… Anon, I’m deeply sorry, but the chances of finding your exact Dimension in the exact universe at anywhere even close to the exact time you left, are close to impossible.”

You let it all soak in. By what you can understand, you are fucked. Stuck in this universe. The thoughts in your brain multiply and zip around your brain at the speed of light, but all quiet down once the shock of the situation sets in.

“So….. I’m stuck here.” You say blatantly.

She slightly lowers her head and nods.

“I’m afraid so.”

You take a deep breath and let it out slowly, calming your nerves.

Wow that helped alot.

The two of you continue down the path before finding it ends in a loop and you end up back where you started, right outside Fluttershy’s cabin.

“So what do I do now?” You ask. The Princess is silent for a second.

“You will be integrated into our society. Since you already look like us, it will make it a little easier. You will learn our ways and how to control the magic around you by using your horn.”

Oh yeah, you have a horn now. You forgot about that.

“You will stay in Canterlot at the Castle, and after your training is complete, you will come back here to Ponyville and hopefully find a job, and maybe even your special talent.”

‘Special talent?’ You think.

“Well, we must go. It’s getting late and I’ll need to lower the sun soon. I’ll send a letter to Twilight about your arrangements. Please follow me.”

You follow the Princess to an open area.

“I’m running a tad behind. I hope its ok that we teleport.”

“Wait wha-?” Is all you manage to say before you're blinded by a bright light. You fall to your knees, only to yelp in pain and find that the ground is no longer soft, but hard and unforgiving on your knee caps.

“Oh, dear. I’m terribly sorry. I seem to have forgotten to tell you to close your eyes.”

“Ya think?” You groan out as your vision slowly comes back to you.

She helps you up as a second pony approaches. She resembles Princess Celestia, having both Wings and a horn, But the similarities stop there, because holy shit.

She.

Is.

Stunning.

Her fur is a dark blue in color, with a very curvaceous body. More so than Celestia. Shes a tad shorter than you, with a smaller muzzle and deep blue eyes you can't help but stare into. She Wears a thin black dress with a Moon pendant on the front, and completing her look is her hair. Similar to Celestia’s in form, but styled differently and Darker blue than her fur. The best part about it though is the Stars that appear to be shining within, giving the appearance of a beautiful starry night.

“Greetings, sister.”

She speaks!

Her voice is like smooth velvet, flowing through your perked ears and sending chills down the spine of your new form.

“Be this the being from the alternate dimension? He looks of no difference to thee or us.”

Oh, god the way she talks. AMAZING. Just like in the renaissance. Celestia breaks your train of thought.

“He recently went through a bodily transformation after entering our world.” She said.

“Luna, This is Anon. Anon, This is my sister, Princess Luna.”

She holds out her hand.

"Greetings, good Anon. We are Luna, Princess of the night."

You stand still, unable to respond. Or breathe for that matter. Luckily for you your brain is on top of things and you slowly stretch out a trembling hand.

"My name is- I - Uh- Anon...."

You take her hand in yours and grasp it gently. It's soft and warm, and it only causes you to shake more. After a few seconds she cocks an eyebrow and pulls away gently with a small smirk. You let your hand fall to your side and try to wipe away the heat rising on your face. That's when you feel a slight tingle in your forehead.

ZZZAP!

A bright pinkish light shoots from your horn and hits the ceiling about twenty feet up, cracking it and leaving a large black scorch mark.

"Oh, shit!" Is all you manage to get out.

Both princesses look to the scorch mark before turning to you. Celestia is a bit shocked, and Luna sports a growing blush as she tries to hide her face from your view.

"This is actually one of the reasons I have asked for you, sister." Celestia says. "I thought it best to have you teach Anon how to use his magic. As you can see he is unfamiliar as to how it works or how to control it."

Luna is taken back.

"Us? But why?"

Celestia fidgets for a second.

"I think the best way to learn present social skills is with Anon for practice. You will be teaching each other things the other is unfamiliar with."

You feel stiff. You and Luna will be spending a lot of time together, apparently.

"I will raise the moon for you tonight, sister. I think it to be best if you two got to know each other better."

Before either of you can retaliate, she quickly walks from the large room you're in and shuts the door behind her. You stare on at the large oak door, not daring to face Princess Luna again. You scratch the back of your neck and try everything to keep your cheeks from reddening. You tempt fate and break the ice.

"S-so what did The Princess mean when she said you needed to learn present social skills?"

Princess Luna answers quietly.

"Over a thousand years ago, we grew corrupt and tried to overthrow our dear sister. She banished us to the moon, and only recently have we returned." She says, lowering her head with a saddened expression.

Dammit you hit a sensitive nerve. Time for damage control-

"Oh, God- I'm sorry."

Good enough. Now change the subject.

"So, uh, why did that bolt come from my horn? Did I do that?"

She blushes and looks away.

"Nopony known possesses magic with a pink hue- the only time such magic is seen is during... Arousal." She coughed quickly after finishing the sentence.

You Immediately turn your head.

"Sorry." You mutter.

An awkward silence begins to settle over the two of you as the conversation ends.

Or so you thought.

"We'll have a guard escort thee to thine room. We will teach thee what we know of magic, and in return, thou whilst help us to become socially acceptable?"

"Well, I kinda need to learn the stuff too." You say.

"Oh. Our apologies." She said. You take a step back.

" I guess I'll go..." You say.

She grabs your arm.

"Wait!"

SHE GRABBED YOUR ARM.

SHE'S HOLDING YOUR ARM AND TELLING YOU TO WAIT.

"It would be of best interests if we began lessons tonight." She says with a determined look. You contemplate the idea but your head has other plans.

You're nodding profusely.

"Yeah, sure." You say. Princess Luna's blush dies away and she gives you a small smile.

"Wonderful. Please, follow us." She says, gesturing down a hallway.

The walk is held in silence. It takes about 5 minutes to reach your designated location.

"Come." She says.

The two of you enter a round room that seems to glow in neon colors, despite being almost completely dark. In the middle is a table, and the walls are covered in shelves containing books and vials with unknown liquids. She moves to the center of the room, toward the table.

QUICK! Gentleman mode: Activate!

You rush to the chair She was heading to and pull it out for her, gesturing her to sit. She gives you a nod and a smile, and sits. You quickly make your way to the other chair and take a seat across from her. You fold your hands and wait for the Princess to begin.

"First: we ask thee to steady thy breathing."

You calm yourself down and she continues.

"We have set an apple on the table. Think about it."

You begin to think about the apple. What it would taste like, the color, the texture, where it came from...

"Now think of moving the apple."

You close your eyes and think of it floating around the room of its own accord, swooping and spinning. You hear Luna gasp, but don't think about it and keep imagining it flying through the air.

"Good Anon, look!"

You open your eyes and find everything you imagined the apple doing actually happening- but with a forest green hue glowing around it.

“Am I doing that?” You ask, Bewildered.

“Yes!” She replies. “Never in all our years have we bore witness to somepony able to learn magic abilities so fast!” You feel your pride swell at the princess’s words. You try something else, and think of cutting the apple up. Sure enough, the apple splits into 8 even pieces that you set down neatly on the table. The princess still carries a somewhat surprised and excited smile.

“You even managed to split the apple and set it back down!” She exclaims. You shrug.

“It was actually pretty easy.” You say, watching the princess as she stands. She goes to a nearby shelf and grabs two books.

“Am I gonna learn spells now?” You ask eagerly. She shakes her head.

“Not upon this night. Thou art going to try levitating heavier objects.” She stated, dropping the books on the table, one smaller and one larger.

“First, try the smaller book, its a normality to struggle-” She is cut off as you lift the book high in the air and spin it around. Before she can ask you to do anymore, you begin to levitate the larger book as well. It took a tad more concentration, but you got them up and orbiting the room without breaking a sweat. You proceed to set them down and smile at the princess, awaiting her reaction. She stands abruptly.

“Follow us.” She commands urgently. You stand and follow her out of the room and down a corridor to an outdoor area resembling a large open garden. In the garden is a large arrangement of flowers and neatly trimmed hedges, with a cobblestone path leading to a small open field with a large boulder resting in the middle. The night sky twinkles and shines down upon the two of you as you near the center. She points to it.

“Try to lift this boulder. Only well trained Students are able to lift it.”

You focus your thoughts on the boulder and see the familiar hue of your magic ingulf it. you begin to think of lifting it and moving it around in the air, but for some reason, your thoughts begin to haze over and you find it hard to concentrate. You muscle through and continue to think of the rock. It begins to lift off the ground before being suspended high in the air. You think of turning and moving it, but the thought become even more blurred. You let out a slight groan in frustration and slowly begin to spin and move it around. But, like carrying a bucket of water up a hill, it felt heavier over time and you had no choice but to set it back down. You pant slightly and turn to face Luna.

“Like that?” You ask.

Her amazement only grows as she looks up to the night sky, directly at the full moon.

“Try…. try to move our moon…” She says quietly. You look up and begin to doubt yourself. If it becomes harder to move the bigger the object, youre pretty sure this will be impossible. Nevertheless, you begin to concentrate on the moon. Your horn glows once more, and amazingly, you can see the moon turning green like your magic. Your heart begins to beat faster when you look to the princess. Her expression is one of amazement.

"By the gods..." She mutters. You must be doing something right. You attempt to move the moon, but immediately run into troubles. Your thoughts stop all together and you collapse to the ground, gasping for breath. Your vision is blurry, you fall onto your back.

“Amazing….. Impossible…… “ you can hear the princess say. She slowly makes her way over to you while you regain your balance and slow your breathing. you turn to her and see a wide smile on her face, her eyes twinkling like the stars above.

“Thou hast almost moved our moon! Nopony besides our sister and us have ever been able to even engulf the moon in thine magic, but thou hast accomplished such a feat with minimal struggles!” She grabs your hands in her own and squeezes them. “Thou art very special….” She trails off as you continue to contently stare into her eyes. You can see a tint of red under her cheeks, and she pulls away and turns her head.

“Tis almost time for the sun to be raised. Lessons are done for now, and I will see you again tomorrow night.” She says. She stays for a moment more before spreading her wings and flying to a balcony about 50 feet up. She gives you a final wave before disappearing out of sight. A guard appears behind you.

“Sir, I was told to escort you to your sleeping quarters.” He says without emotion. You follow him down a multitude of halls before arriving at a large oak door, bordering the corner of the hall on the left and a larger set of blue doors donned with lunar symbols on the right.

‘Must be some kind of astronomy room.’ You think.

The guard salutes and nods to the room.

“Your Quarters, sir.”

You thank him and enter. after shutting the doors you turn to see what appears to be a luxury suite. A queen sized bed in the middle, a door leading to a large Bathroom on your right, and an open balcony to the left. Then it hits you: you don't have any clothes to wear tomorrow, and the clothes you are wearing smell like sweat and pond water. Thats when you notice a small neatly packaged box on the edge of the bed. You decide to investigate. The box is wrapped in in cardboard with a string tied to the top. A tag is on the top.

‘Anon: I thought you might need some new attire and personal supplies, so I sent for these for you. I hope you like them, Princess Luna.’ It reads. You gotta thank her tomorrow night for this. You untie the knot on top and take the top off the box. Inside you find a toothbrush and toothpaste, A bottle of shampoo, Conditioner and body wash, and a new outfit. The outfit consisted of a pair of silk boxers, black suit pants and a Midnight blue Sweater. Holy shit she went all out. You admire the present a second more before thinking it best to take a shower in the morning and just going to bed. You put the box on a dresser nearby, and flop into the bed. Before you know it the sun is rising, and you fall asleep.

Author's Note

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i just felt like typing that. Sorry if i dont use the correct form of your or forget grammar stuff. I aint no grammar nazi.

The Coffee Shop

By I_Am_Iron_Ore

You wake up around 3:00. You feel refreshed, it's been well over two days since you last slept. You stretch out your arms and legs and let out a yawn.

'Wow. That bed is comfy!' You think as you make your way to the bathroom. You turn the crank for hot water and strip off your old clothes. As you pass the mirror, you are surprised by the handsome stallion staring back. Sure you got massive bed head, but you weren't looking there. Sure you weren't really muscular, but you had the makings for abs and visible muscle bulges. That's not the only bulge you notice though. Since you were about to take a shower it gave you a chance to really explore your new equine- human body. Your eyes wander down, and stop when they come upon your new appendage. Unlike your old dick, your new one was mottled black and ended with a flat head and has a medial ring. You also noticed you had made had quite a jump in length, too. At least 10 inches bigger than your usual 7 and a half inches.Your balls were at least 2 times the size of your old ones, too. You slowly reach down and touch it. Just that touch is enough to send a moderate wave of pleasure through you.

"Holy crap..." You mutter before stepping backwards into the shower.

After using the supplies given to you last night to get ready, you get dressed in your new set of clothes, which fit rather well. After that though, all activity seems to come to a stand still. You have no idea how the economy works here, and you're flat broke.- except for that 10 bucks you took out of your old pants pocket, but you doubt currency from your world would convert well. You don't have anything else to do though, and your next lesson with Princess Luna doesn't start for another 5 hours. Might as well see what you can do with currency from another dimension.

You open the door to your room and peer around. That's when you remember the door on the right with those lunar symbols on it. Might as well get a little side tracked. You peer at the door for a moment before opening it slowly. It's pitch black, and you're unable to see anything. After closing the door behind you and letting your eyes adjust to the darkness, you begin to make out the forms of familiar objects. To the left wall is a HUGE flat screen and what appears to Be every gaming console known to man. Two luxury, state of the art gaming chairs rest a couple feet away, and a mini fridge in between them. So far this room is heaven... Even though it smells a lot like lotions and perfume.... And the snoring you hear to the right.

Your ears prick.

You turn around slowly and make out an enormous bed, all shades of blue and black, and in the bed, a familiar looking pony...

This isn't an astronomy room. This isn't a lounge. This isn't a game room. This is certainly not heaven. This is Princess Luna's personal sleeping quarters, and you just walked in unannounced and while she's sleeping.

"Oh shit"

WAIT! Did you just say that out loud?!?!?

The bedding shifts and Luna mumbles out.

"Huh? Who goes there?"

You feel boiling hot and freezing cold at the same time. Do you stay still? Do you say something? Too late. She's spotted you.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She screams at the top of her lungs. You cover your ears and the next few seconds pass like a blur. One second you're trying to get the princess to stop screaming and the next, your face down on the floor with ten Royal guards pointing spears millimeters away from your neck, while being held down by another two. The lights flick on and you find yourself in gaming paradise... Kind of. Posters of various video games and movies cover the walls, and various articles of clothing are strewn about. A magic hue swallows you and holds you down.

"Oh thank the stars. It's only you, good Anon. Guards! At ease. You may leave us." Luna's voice echoes across the room as the guards stand and slowly disband, one by one, until only one remains. He looked like the other ponies, except kinda nightmarish, with slit eyes. He wore a black and gold suit of armor that made him look more important than the others in their standard black armor.

"Your highness, do you know this intruder?" He asks in a low voice

"Yes Commander Smiles. You may leave us."

Wait- is she talking normal?

"Very well your majesty." The strange guard leaves the room with a respective bow.

You attempt to stand but find you are still being restrained. You are lifted and stood up, where the magic releases you and you are able to stand of your own accord. Luna stands from her bed and slowly walks toward you.

"Would you care to explain what you're doing in my room?"

"Are you speaking different?" Is all you can say through your reddened expression. The princess rolls her eyes.

"Yes. Right now I'm not using my Royal canterlot voice. It sounds a lot more medieval than it does now. Now why are you in my room?"

You redden more.

"I-I thought this was an astronomy room of some sorts. Not your bedroom."

You shake your head in a failing attention to remove the blush.

"I'm really sorry. I swear it won't happen again."

"Look at me." She interrupts.

You look directly at her. Her flowing hair is tied back in a ponytail, and she's wearing baggy plaid sleeping pants and a white tank top that shows more than a fair share of her cleavage. You try as hard as you can to keep yourself from looking at her boobs and getting a raging boner. You pry your eyes away and look to her, and her expression is one of clemency.

"I'm not mad. It's not your fault, you didn't know this was my room, and you're not of this dimension. I accept your apology." She ends her talk with a gentle hug. One you are more than eager to return. When you break away, you ask a gnawing question.

"So... You're a pretty hardcore gamer aren't you?"

She blushes and nods.

"Ever since I returned from my banishment, I've been entranced by them. They are so fun!" She squees.

You smile and chuckle a bit.

"Back where I'm from, we have video games too. I was pretty good at them myself." You say, folding your arms and puffing your chest. The Princess grows an excited Smile and begins hopping up and down.

"Do you like shooters and racing games?" She asks, raising her voice a little. You nod excitedly.

"They're the best!" You shout. She can't help but squeal in excitement.

"We must play right now!" She says, pulling you into one of the gaming chairs. She plops herself down in the second and starts up the game console labeled: 'Pegabox 1'. Ha. Pegabox, Xbox. Haha.

"What game you wanna play?" Luna asked excitedly. You shrug.

"Up to you, princess."

She smiles.

"When we're alone, you can call me Luna." She said with a smile and a wink.

Gaming with Luna went by too fast in your opinion. You had 5 hours, but for reasons unknown, it was 8:00 after only a few games. You guess the were right. Time does fly when you have fun. Luna catches your gazing at the clock and looks up as well. She gasps and stands.

"Good Anon, the time for your next lesson will begin soon, and I haven't even showered! Please excuse me while I freshen up."

She backs up into her bathroom and the sound of running water is heard soon after she closes her door. You stand and decide it best to wait outside for her.

A familiar guard approaches you from down the hall. It's that really creepy nightmare captain guard guy from earlier. He steps up to you and squints.

"Who are you and what were you doing in the princesses room earlier?"

You back up to the wall and wave your hands.

"M-my name is Anon! I thought it was an astronomy room of sorts! I swear! I didn't know it was her room, I'm not even from this dimension!

He gets a bewildered look on his face and slowly looks you up and down.

"You look no different from anypony else." He shoots back. You shrug.

"I absorbed magic from this dimension or something and turned into your species."

He steps back and nods.

"I suppose it would make sense. The princess didn't have you executed, and she seemed to know you." He says.

The awkward silence returns, and you both stand there outside of Luna's room like a couple of idiots.

"So... What's your name?" You ask, looking for a conversation starter. He stands at attention and salutes.

"I am Sunshine Smiles, Batpony Captain of Luna's Night Guard." You can't help yourself from a quick laugh, but only for a second when you see him glaring at you. You recover quickly and look down.

"Sorry." You say. "But how did someone- somepony dark and tough like you get such a..." You struggle to look for the right word. Saying 'sissy' like you were going to would be more than enough reason for him to kick your ass. "......How did somepony so dark and tough like you get such a lighthearted name?" His ears flatten and he looks away with a slight blush.

"I'd rather not tell at the moment." He says. You shrug. You'll respect his wishes. For now.

At that moment Luna's door swings open and she steps out wearing a dark blue dress. She sees you two and smiles, Sunshine dropping onto one knee in a bow.

"Captain, we see that thou hath met Good Anon." She says, using her medieval accent again.

"Tell us, are you two getting along well?"

You and a rising Sunshine (get it? He's getting up from bowing- and it sounds like- buck you guys its funny.) take a quick glance at each other before nodding in unison.

"Of course, your majesty." He says quickly. You look to the princess and and she motions for you to follow.

The lesson went rather well, with the two of you focusing mostly on levitating things of different shapes and sizes. It got monotonous after a bit, and you grew tired with some objects. The training really put a strain on your head.

“This concludes the lesson for today, good Anon.” Luna says with a smile. You nod and look to the clock. 6:57. The sun should be up soon, so that means very little time after the sun rises. You turn back to the princess, who is currently occupying herself with notes and studies made during your teachings.

“Uh, Princess?” You ask, rubbing your arm. She looks up from the scroll she was reading.

“Hmm?”

“Would you wanna… get a coffee with me? You know, after you raise the sun but before we go to bed?”

She takes off the ruby red glasses she was wearing and pondered your request before standing and nodding.

“Good Anon, that would be lovely.”

On the inside, you're shouting with joy and bursting with excitement.

“Great!” You exclaim, a little louder than intended. “Oh, and you can just call me Anon.”

You watch her as she stands and smooths out the wrinkles in her dress.

“Before we leave, We should alert Captain Sunshine. We will be but a moment.” She says quickly. She briskly walks out of the study, leaving you with your thoughts.

‘You are so hitting on her.’ Your brain speaks up

‘No I’m not’ you counter.

‘We ain’t gettin back home anytime soon, so I don’t have any objection- I’m just pointin out the obvious’

‘I told you I don’t feel that way!’

‘Really?’

‘...’

Your brain makes a good point. But you aren’t ready to admit to anything yet.

“Anon, Captain Smiles is to accompany us, in the rare case we were to be attacked.” Luna says, stepping into the room with her captain behind her. He steps up and speaks.

“Sir, I think it to be in our best interest to change your name to avoid any unnecessary attention.” He states in a monotone. “No offence, but your name is very different from anypony elses.”

You ponder this. He has a point, but you were never given a nickname by any of your friends back home…

“I can’t think of anything.” You say while Shrugging.

Luna speaks up from behind Sunshine.

"What about Zyphos?"

You shrug.

"Sure."

You, Luna and sunshine make your way through town. Lots of ponies stop and stare at you, but none question your motives or what you’re doing with the princess of the night and her top guard. The three of you weave through a couple stalls in the town square before coming upon a small coffee shop. You all enter in and seat yourselves at a small table. Ponies around you grow silent, but you play it off and pretend it doesn't bother you.

“Um, princess?” You ask. “You want anything to drink?”

She sets her hands upon her lap and contemplates her choices off of a nearby menu.

“We think a cup of Hot Chocolate would be lovely, Anon.” She says. You turn to Sunshine and ask him. He politely declines any beverage, so you head to the front to order. Thats when you remember the only money you have is from your dimension. You panic and run back over to where the three of you chose to sit.

“Uh, Luna? How many bits do you think I can exchange for 10 dollars?” You say, pulling the bill from your back pocket. She takes it with her magic and looks it over.

“Well,” She begins. “Considering this currency is not equestrian, nor any other form we know of, but is still a government issued note, the only assumption we can make is that this note for ten dollars is equivalent to ten bits. But thy needn't worry about any payment issues. As a member of a different race, transformed into our equine form without thine consent, it arises the need for thee to receive compensation for thine troubles of the equine form. The first of ten compensation notes was to be sent tomorrow, but I see no problems in pushing that due date to this day.” She states, pulling out a sack of coins. She opens it and pulls one out. “This-” She says in a matter-of-fact tone “Is a bit. It is the official Equestrian currency. We use these in the place of thine Government note.” She finishes, levitating the bag of bits and your ten dollar bill back to you. The bag is heavier than you thought it would be.

“Say princess?” You ask. “What are bits made of?”

“Gold.” She says, almost brushing off the question as nothing. Your jaw drops.

“G-Gold?” You stutter. She nods and your eyes widen. Back home you would be rich! This bag you possess is worth at least $50,000 back home. Your heartbeat only quickens for a second though, because you realize you're not home, and gold must be practically worthless here. You calm yourself down and head up to the front. The mare behind the counter turns around. She seems groggy, but you can’t see her eyes from behind her purple glasses and electric blue hair. Her horn sticks out from the mess.

“How may I help you?” She asks in a monotone. You can tell already she really hates her job.

“Uh, two hot chocolates with whip cream, please.” You say as politely as you can.

“Size?” She mumbles.

“Medium.”

She turns around.

“TAVI!!! TWO MEDIUM HOT CHOCOLATES WITH WHIPPED CREAM!!!!”

Her voice is loud and resonates through your head before coming out your sensitive ears again. You clasp them shut, afraid she might yell some more. She turns back to you and smirks.

"Don't like loud noises?" She asks, folding her arms and raising an eyebrow. You shake your head.

"Well no, it depends on the noise. I just wasn't expecting that. You surprised me." You say. She giggles. The pony named Tavi or something is still in the back room making the drinks. Your eyes wander over her form... Well, the top half. You couldn't see anything below her stomach with the counter in the way. She catches you but blows it off and speaks again.

“You listen to music?” She says. You ponder that. The only music you really listen to is-

“Techno and Dubstep” You find yourself saying what you were thinking. She lights up.

“Really???” She squeals. “Me too! I’m soooo glad I finally met somepony who shares my taste in music! We should totally hang sometime!”

You shrug.

“Sure.”

She pumps a fist in the air. As the other mare walks out with the drinks you ordered.

“Noice!!!! Meet me here at 2 tomorrow!” She shouts, taking the drinks and handing them to you.

“Yeah, sure.” You say smiling and turning toward the Princess and Sunshine, who you had forgotten about. The mare at the counter waves you off.

You turn back to Princess Luna. She has a displeased look on her face. Oh shit. Did you mess up?

“Is something wrong, Princess?” You ask sincerely, setting her drink beside her. She turns her head away from you.

“Oh, nothing is wrong. We just didn’t expect thee to take interest in such a…. Unique individual.” She says with a hint of- Is that jealousy? You take your seat and you both proceed to drink in silence. She stands after finishing and smiles.

“Thank you Zyphos, That was lovely, but we must retire, It is already 9 in the morning. You suddenly feel drowsy yourself. Might as well get some rest too. The three of you leave the Shop and head back to the castle. You bid Princess Luna and Captain Smiles a good ni- Morning, and head to bed.

Wubs and Distractions

By I_Am_Iron_Ore

You were really getting confused with the day and night schedule you had to keep. That mare- you never got her name- said to meet up with her at the coffee shop at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. When you got up, it was around 7:30 at night, the night before you were to meet her. Before you could do so, you had to go through another lesson with Princess Luna. She said you would be learning to use your magic and levitation skills while being distracted. Your work clothes, the ones you arrived in Equestria in, had been washed and neatly folded on a dresser for you nearby. You were almost certain that wearing the same two outfits would get a little annoying, but there was no time to think about that now, for you needed to shower and get ready for the night.

"There you are." Luna says as you enter. You nod.

"Sorry I'm late." You apologize. You take your seat across from the princess and she smiles.

"It's fine. We're all late sometimes." You can tell she isn't using her renaissance voice, since it was just the two of you. She clears her throat.

"Today, you will work on your ability to focus while levitating objects. This lesson should be short if you have a good attention span." She says. You nod and smile.

"Sure, let's get started." You confirm. She nods and levitates over a grouping of objects from an adjacent table. The objects consisted of a feather, an apple, and a book. She set them down in a row and pointed to the feather.

"Levitate this feather." She orders. You nod and begin the now familiar process that you have grown used to. You begin thinking of the feather, it's texture, it's size, even what it would feel like. Then, you think of lifting it. Only seconds after the thought transition, you can feel the magic resonate from your horn and you see your forest green magic aura engulf the feather. It slowly lifted from the table and began to orbit around you. That's when you see Luna's horn start to glow. You think nothing of it or the time being but realize the mistake in that when a bolt of her magic whizzes past your left ear. You get spooked and look to Luna, ready to dodge the next bolt. It never comes. Instead, she is shaking her head.

"You lost concentration and dropped the object. Try again."

You stay still for a moment, looking at her a moment more before restarting and lifting the feather and floating it around the room again. This time, you know what she's looking for, so when she sends another bolt of Magic at you, you take no notice and continue levitating, even though you could feel the breeze of that last shot and you're crapping your pants at what could happen if she actually hit you. She fires bolt after bolt in your direction, but none of them make contact. None the less, you bob, weave and maneuver your head away from each shot.

"You're learning... Good." Luna observes as you continue your movement.

"I'm going to aim at you now, so you will need to observe me more while levitating the feather."

Your heart beats a little faster. This was getting harder. The aura around the feather died slightly, but picked up every time you finished dodging a shot. After a good 5 minutes of practice, her shots stopped and she clapped her hands lightly.

"Well done. Now on to heavier objects. Lift that apple." She says.

The process continues with the apple, with practically the same results. When you move on to the book however, you manage to drop it 3 times and end up with a slight headache. Luna nods and smiles.

"Well done. You will need more practice, but you are progressing well. Onto..... More difficult.... Distractions."

You cringe at that last part. You don't want to know what she's planning.

She points to the feather again.

"Lift it." She says plainly. Your skeptical at first, but you continue anyways and lift the feather again. Nothing happens for a few seconds, and you start to think there is no distraction.

Wow! This is easy! You could do this all day! Piece of ca-

You feel something hard, yet strangely soft and warm brush against your hoof. The strange thing continues to stroke and caress your hoof until a second thing, just like the first, begins rubbing your other hoof. Your curiosity gets the better of you and you sneak a quick peek under the table. What you see causes you to catch your breath in your throat and almost choke.

Princess Luna is rubbing her bare hooves against yours.

Your face turns read and your heart begins beating faster. You look back to the feather- it's on the table, untouched by your magic. Luna looks at you with a lustrous look in her eyes and raises an eyebrow.

"What's wrong Zyphos?..... Distracted?"

You almost forgot her nickname for you. You stumble over your words and try to pick the feather up again, but your mind keeps drifting to the wonderful feeling of the Princesses hooves against yours, and the subsequent and sudden increase in pressure it's causing in your pants.

It feels so good. Neither of you seem to even remember the lesson as she slowly drags her right hoof up your leg and to your thigh. You gasp slightly and she hums as she reaches the bulge in your pants. She lingers only for a moment before beginning to massage it. You let a small groan escape your lips as she adds more pressure and you can feel yourself building up.

The door opens to the right of you.

"Your highness, Princess Celestia wishes to-"

Sunshine stands in the doorway, looking on with an awkward expression across his face. He stops mid sentence and stares at the two of you. From where he stands he can see exactly what the princess is doing and how much it's affecting you.

Silence.

The three of you continue to do nothing but exchange looks and share the awkward silence.

Silence.

Luna takes her hooves off of you and stands. She coughs once and straightens the dress she's wearing.

"We will never speak of this. Not a word to anypony. Is that clear?" She states, her voice cracking. You swallow a lump that's formed in your throat and say the only word that comes to your mind.

"Boner."

Luna facepalms and Sunshine backs out slowly.

"Lesson over."

You are currently walking down the main hallway to your room. The lesson ended in the most awkward way possible, and if anypony- did you just- yeah, anypony. You did. Anyways, if anypony was there besides the three of you, you could guarantee that the awkwardness would spread to their poor souls as well.

You twist the knob to your room and flop on the bed. The time is 4 in the morning, and if you're gonna have enough energy to meet with that mare you met at the coffee shop at 2 in the afternoon, you'll need your sleep.

After tossing and turning, you manage to drift off.... But you can't help but feeling you're being watched.

You wake up about 7 hours later at 11:45. Just enough time to shower and head on your merry way. Wear the clothes you came in again, hoping they wouldn't smell too too bad. Your shower goes quick, and you nab your iPod and the bag of remaining bits from your first compensation. If you remember correctly, you have about 20 bits left, and you're sure that would be enough. You open your door and follow a guard down the hallway to the outside. This is your first time leaving the castle alone, so you feel a little shy. You push that feeling aside though and head to the coffee shop.

You are now outside the coffee shop, waiting patiently for the mare to show up. It's been a good ten minutes, but to you she seemed like the kind of mare that you'll usually be late.

"Hey!"

You turn your head in the direction of the greeting. There down the street is the mare, wearing an off white tank top, short shorts, a pair of purple and blue sneakers, and a pair of white and blue headphones were resting on her neck. You notice lots of the stallions staring at her. You follow their gaze and become helpless as your jaw drops as well. This is the first time you were able to see more than just her top half, for there was no countertop separating you, and HOLY SHIT.

DAT ASS!

A little bigger than most, but with the perfect combo of firmness and wiggliness. You Had to feel it... Slap it... Mold it....Squeeze it. It was the most amazing ass you've ever seen! She swayed her hips teasingly as she walked, her electric blue hair bobbing with every step. The purple shades she wore now rested on top of her head, and a pair of blazing ruby eyes stared at you with amusement as she approached you.

"Eyes up here dude. I know I look good but damn son, close your mouth."

You shake your head and hide a slight blush.

"Sorry." You say. You clear your throat and attempt to change the subject.

"So, I never got your name yesterday."

She holds out a hand, covered by a leather glove, but cut off at the fingers.

"Vinyl Scratch. What's your name?"

You reach out and shake her hand. It's cold.

"Anon." You solidly say, forgetting your cover name. She gives you a weird look.

"Anon? What kinda name is Anon?" She asks. You snap back and realize your goof.

"I'll tell you later." You say, hoping to drop the conversation. To your relief, she shrugs and leans against the wall to the coffee shop.

"So what do you wanna do?" She asks. You pull out your iPod.

"Well you said you're into the same type of music as me. Wanna take a listen?" You suggest. She nods and you turn up the volume so you're both able to hear it.

The song starts and you both listen in. You can see her squint her eyes and stay the lyrics, and even as the song begins to fade out. She leans back.

"Pretty good. Definitely something I'd listen to. How come I've never heard it?

'Because it's not from this dimension' you think.

"Dunno." You end up saying. She looks around and walks off.

"Follow me. I'll show you to my place." She says over her shoulder.

You enter Vinyl's apartment. It's pretty big, you might even say penthouse big. It's split into two sides. On one side, everything's dark, cans of an unknown energy drink and pizza boxes litter the floor with a mess of dirty clothes, an unkempt bed is to the far wall, with a large podium with a very large speaker set and DJ turn table adjacent to it.

On the other side of the main room, it is presteenly spotless, with beautiful white furniture and a glass coffee table. The shutters were drawn open, letting in plenty of light; all of which seemed to focus itself on a mare laid out across the couch reading a magazine. She has gray fur like you, and a darker gray mane. She's wearing a plaid dress shirt and a black skirt. She looks up as the two of you enter and groans.

"Really, Vinyl? Another stallion? This has to be the 4th this week! You need to pace yourself!" She shouts. Vinyl turns red and flips her off.

"Calm your tits,Tavi. I brought him over because we both like the same music!" She shouts back. The mare now known as tavi rolls her deep purple eyes and sighs.

"Who would ever like that? He has obviously never heard classical music before."

You smile.

"I like classical music too."

Tavi brightens up.

"See? He is not interested in your trash."

"I never said that"

"So you like both then?" Vinyl cuts in. You nod.

She lets it sink in before going to a door on the far wall.

"Well I gotta take a crap. You two play nice till I get back." She calls, shutting the door behind her.

You and the other mare stay silent for a second before she speaks up.

"Well, it's nice to meet you. I'm Octavia Filarmonica." She gets up from the couch she was laying on and goes to shake your hand. You meet her halfway and grasp her Hand lightly.

"I'm Anon." You say. "I'm not from around here." Octavia nods.

"Clearly not with a name like Anon." She says. "What is that? Prench? Istallion?"

Wut? What are those? Ethnicities? Never heard of them before.

“Nope” you say. “Theres a story behind it, but ill tell you later.” You finish. She looks a little disappointed that you didn’t tell her more, but you don’t want to go around telling everypony you’re from an alternate dimension right away. They might think you’re crazy.

You both go silent again, and you soon feel it your duty to start a new topic.

“So, other than work at that coffee shop, what else do you do?” You ask her. She smiles excitedly.

“I am the lead cello player for the Canterlot Symphony… I also play the double bass.” She states proudly. It caught your attention. You used to play the bass back in Middle School through High School.

“Cool. I play the Bass too.” you say. Her eyes go wide and she immediately jumps from her seat and rushes through what you presume to be the door to her room.

“Wait right there!” She calls to you.

You hear the sound of thing being moved and objects falling to the ground. She comes out a moment later with a large case. She opens it and reveals a large wooden double bass.

“May I hear you?” She asks. You open your mouth to respond, but you’re stopped by Vinyl returning from the lavatory. She grabs your arm and drags you to her darker side of the room.

“Maybe later Tavi, We got stuff to do.” She says to a groaning Octavia. You take a seat on the stage and watch her take up a position behind the DJ equipment.

“Hold on, I just gotta move this-” Shes cut off when she accidentally pushes one of her 6 foot tall speakers over…. Right on top of you. All you see of the next couple of hours is a blur.

You open your eyes and see the blurred outline of Vinyl bent over you. She shouts something to you, but it reaches your ears fuzzy and incoherent. Blurry Octavia steps in to the right and begins shouting fuzz at Blurry Vinyl, who in turn starts yelling back. Your eyes close.

You open your eyes again and see Vinyl dragging you by your hooves across the alternating dirt and cobblestone streets of Canterlot. You feel your head bump against every small divot and pothole. Your eyes close.

You open your eyes again and see what you guess is the hospital, considering the giant blurry red cross planted right freaking center on the building. A white blur rushes over and begins talking to Blurry Octavia. Blurry Vinyl drops your hooves and walks over to the other two. You can feel a bit of strength return to you and sit up. The blurs are busy fuzzing- sorry, the ponies are busy talking to each other and they don’t notice you. You turn your head to the right and see a white hospital carriage run into you. You fall back over and into unconsciousness.

Author's Note

Next chapter for your viewing pleasure... Emphasis on Pleasure

Room 202

Room 202 and The Blacksmith
By I_Am_Iron_Ore

You jolt upwards. You’re in an unfamiliar room, and a pair of white curtains are open, telling in sunlight through a small window. The room is completely void of furniture except for a small table to the right of the bed you’re on and a radio placed on top of it. You’re not wearing any clothes… accept for a white hospital gown. A few chairs sit adjacent from the bed and you can now clearly make out Vinyl asleep in one of them, a river of drool hanging down the side of her mouth. You attempt to sit up, but a gentle hand pushes you back down.
“It’s best you stay in bed.” Comes a soft voice. You look up and see the white blur from before, but now completely distinguishable. The blur is a mare with a white coat and a pink mane and tail. she is wearing a nurses outfit and nurses cap with a red cross on it.
“That Amplifier weighed around 375 pounds. You’re lucky it didn’t crush you worse.” She continues. You go into a panic.
“What do you mean worse??? How bad was I hurt???”
She puts a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
“You’ll be fine. Its just a shattered leg.”
You let out a yelp and look down. Yep. Your left leg is mangled pretty bad. The nurse speaks again.
“Just use one of your healing spells to mend it, and you can be on your way.”
You shake your head.
“I don’t know any healing spells. Can’t you do one?”
She looks at you like you’re stupid.
“Because.” She says. “I’m an Earth Pony. I don’t have magic like you or other unicorns. Second; Even if we had a second unicorn, the spell would not work because only your own magic can pinpoint exactly where to begin the healing process.” She rolls her eyes after she finishes and lets out a huff.
“Mister Mixer, If you don't need anything else, I Will be on my way. Call if you need me.” She says, leaving the room.
“Wait! Who’s Mixer?” You shout after her. Its no use though, as she’s already gone.

You hear a yawn from the chair. You turn and see Vinyl wiping the drool from her face and stretching.
“Morning.” She mumbles. You cut her off before she continues.
“Who’s Mixer?” You ask. A knowing grin spreads across her face.
“Well with an alien like name like yours, you were bound to draw suspicion to yourself, so Octavia and I gave you a nickname. Well, I did. We couldn’t agree on a name so I went with Mixer, and Octavia chose Bravado. Whatever that means.”
You let out a groan. What was wrong with your name?
"Hey btw I overheard you don't know any healing spells, so you're gonna need a metal bone to replace your shattered one until you learn basic healing. I called up a friend of mine. He'll take a look at your leg and make you a replacement." She giggles.
"I don't have any money but I know exactly how to get it for free."
You don't like the sound of that. You want to interject, but the door opens and Octavia walks in.
"My dear Bravado, I do hope you're feeling better." She said. You notice her british accent for the first time at this moment. Wow, that's cool!
"I'll be fine." You respond, attempting to sit up. She smiles.
"Good to hear. I feel so sorry for what happened. Sometimes my roommate can act pretty careless. Vinyl stands and stomps her hoof.
"I do not!" She yells, thus beginning an argument between them. They raised their voices to a little above tolerable before a new, deeper voice cut through the bickering mares.
"QUIET!" The voice shouted. It even made you jump a little. All three of you turn to the now open door and find two stallions. The first is tall and red, with well defined muscles and wearing a darker red plaid shirt with blue jeans and tan work boots. His straw colored hair matched the sprig of wheat he was chewing on. You guessed he was the blacksmith Vinyl was talking about, but you're proven wrong when the smaller of the two stallions walks up to you. This stallion is not as muscular as the other, and posses a horn like you, but much more pointed. He's a dark blue in color and wore a work stained white t-shirt with black jeans and ash colored work boots. His hair was slicked back, and white with a streak of black. He leans down by your crippled leg and squints.
"It's going to be hard to determine all the exact measurements of the bone, but I should be able to get it done in a day or two- Mac? You feel like haulin some metal for me?" He says, standing back up. The red one nods.
"Eeyup" he says in the same voice you heard before. He had a really thick southern accent.
The dark blue stallion goes to walk away, but stops and turns back to you.
"Almost forgot." The points to the red stallion. "That's Big Macintosh."
You look to Big Macintosh and he smiles and waves.
"Howdy." He drawls.
Vinyl snickers.
"He doesn't say much." She says.
The dark blue stallion points to himself.
"I'm Iron Ore, the one who's gonna make you that metal bone."
Mac turns to leave and walks out. Iron goes to follow but grabs Vinyls arm and whispers in her ear. It's to quiet to hear, but you can see her eyes widen and her mouth form a perfect 'o'. She tries to respond, but is interrupted by Iron shutting the door after him. Vinyl's face turns as red as her eyes. You can see the anger boiling inside her.
"That asshole!" She shouts.
"125 bits! That's outrageous!"
She starts pacing the room, rambling about how expensive the price is and how Iron's a rip off artist. Octavia rolls her eyes and leads her out of the room so she can rant in the empty hallway. She returns to you and reaches below your line of sight.
"You know, I never did get a chance to play for you." She says.
Your ears perk. A free show? Sure!
You watch with a small smile as the musician gently lifted a case from the ground. Starting from the bottom, she began to click open the side latches. Then, with great care, she set down the shell and took her position behind the now revealed Double Bass.

She moved the bow against the strings flawlessly, closing her eyes and letting her very being absorb her movements. You watched her left hand as it gently pressed down on the strings in different areas, changing the pitch and producing spot on notes for the beautiful melody. The sun shone down on her from the window, showering her in a stunning golden light. Her hair gently bobbed with with each octave change, and you could see a small smirk begin making its way across her face. Your mouth was agape in awe, her stunning beauty combined with the spectacular music she was producing was starting to hurt your eyes. You weren't blinking. You shake your head and blink rapidly, trying to avoid any unnecessary thoughts of the mare in front of you and instead trying to focus on the music.

To your dismay, the song ends with a long drawn out note. She lets out a happy sigh and smiles. You giggle stupidly and clap as fast and as loud as you can.
“That was amazing!” You say. Octavia blushes.
“Thanks” She says quietly. You stop clapping and stare at her with a dopey grin. Silence falls on the room and all that breaks through is a small clock on the wall slowly ticking. You’re not sure how much time has passed, but soon the nurse opens the door.
“Visiting hours are now over miss Octavia……. Miss Octavia?...... Miss Octavia!!” She yells. The sound never reaches you though. You’re too entranced in each others eyes to take notice to anything else.

Her eyes are amazing. You never got a good chance to look at them, and now that you do, you finally see what you’ve been missing. They are a beautiful shade of dark purple and violet hues, with-
The nurse grabs her and drags her out of the room, Octavia letting out a small whimper in protest. The door slams after them and you’re left in darkness. You sigh sadly at the abrupt ending to your and Octavia’s staring contest.
‘No use in moping… Might as well get some sleep.’ You think to yourself, trying to get comfy on the lumpy hospital mattress. You find a good spot and gently close your eyes.

You awaken and sit up. You’re no longer in the hospital, but a beautiful garden filled with flowers of every shade of blue. You look down at your legs and notice that they are not bandaged up. you tempt fate and slowly stand.
Hey! You can walk! That Iron guy really knew how to blacksmith.
“Zyphos!” You hear a familiar voice call to you. You only know of one mare to call you that.

Luna. You turn to see her running toward you, a worried expression plastered onto her face.
“Hey Princess.” You say. “Do you know where I-”
‘SLAP!’
Your head jerks to the side at the force of Luna’s hand hitting your left cheek. You hold your face and yelp in pain.
“What the hell?!?!” You shout.

Luna’s eyes are misty. She stomps a hoof and Grabs you into a tight hug.
“What the buck is wrong with you???” She yells. “Why did you leave the castle without telling me??? Why didn’t you tell me you got hurt???” Her hold on you tightens.

You can feel your heartbeat increase. You go into comfort mode and wrap your arms around her, returning the embrace. She trembles and buries her head in your chest.
You two stand there, clinging to each other.
“This is a weird dream.” You say.
Luna giggles.
“I forgot to mention… I can travel into ponies dreams. You didn’t return to the castle tonight, so I decided to see what you were up to. From what I have found from others, you were injured pretty badly. I got worried, so I came and found you in your dream.”
You nod. So she raises the moon and visits dreams. Okay. Alot to take in…
“I plan on visiting you tomorrow, so be ready. I also heard that you got a visit from the royal blacksmith, he must be making you a metal bone for you to use until you can learn the right spells to heal the original bone and replace it. I guess I know what our next lesson is going to be.”
She releases you from the hug and you let out a sad sigh. She hears it.
“What was that?” She asks.
You were hoping she didn’t hear that.
“Nothing” You mumble.
You can tell she doesn’t buy it, but she stays quiet and pulls away and lets out a sigh herself.
“Well, I must be going. Many more dreams to visit on this night.”
Her figure slowly begins to fade, her once flawless features now becoming hard to see as she transitions from your dream to that of another.
“I plan on visiting a little bit after hours. I will see you then.” She calls, her voice turning into more of an echo.

Within another instant she is gone, leaving you to dream the rest of the night the way you think it up.

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You wake up gasping for air. You had that goddamn dream with Al Gore and the Giant Russian Clam again. You didn’t really ask the clam if he was russian, you just guessed he was by the tattoo of the Hammer and Sickle on his well defined love handles.
You rub your temples and sit up slowly. A dull pain thwangs its way through your leg and you wince, but it’s nowhere near as bad as it was yesterday. The nurse hears you grunt and opens a curtain to your left.
“Mr. Mixer?” She asks. “Is there something wrong?” She looks down at your leg and puts light pressure on it.
“Can you feel this?” She asks in a gentle tone.
Pain shoots up your leg and straight throughout the entirety of your body. “No. It feels fine!” You say sarcastically. She lets go and writes something down on her clipboard. She squints and removes a few papers, then looks back to you.
“Mr. Iron Ore will be here with your bone substitute shortly. After it is fitted, you will stay another night to allow your leg time to adjust and conform to it, then come tomorrow morning, if you cannot stand on your own, you will be put through Physical Therapy.”
She turns tail and walks away, allowing you time to soak in what she said. You take a deep deep breath, let it out slowly and close your eyes. When you open them again, your eyes wander the room and eventually fall onto your leg. Your gray fur is impossible to see with all the bandages on, but you can see the bruises seeping past and into your upper thigh. You grimace as you look over what you can, the blues and purples of broken blood vessels splotched everywhere. You look away and run a hand through your hair.
"Fuck..." You mutter.
You let your head drop onto your pillow and sigh as you hear another knock at your door.
"Go away." You groan.
Unfortunately, whoever was on the other side of the door had apparently run out of fucks to give and opened the door anyways. It's iron Ore.
The Blue Unicorn strolls in with what appears to be a metal rod in hand. He waves it in the air as he gets closer, showing a full metal bone, about the size and dimensions of yours.
"You want your leg workin or what?" He asks, a now distinct northern accent in his voice. You nod slowly and he looks down at your mangled leg again.
"Alrighty then. The procedure should be rather easy. The bones made of a lighter composite metal, so I should be the same weight as the bone was. I'm gonna use a spell to take the bone and all shattered pieces out, and replace it with the metal one."

Without another word, his horn glows light blue and the same hue soon engulfs your leg. To you it tingles, but doesn't hurt.
"Huh." You mumble. "This might not be so baAAAAHHHHH!!!"
Without warning, your leg is ripped open, and multiple chunks of what you presume to be your bone slowly float out.
"HOLY SHIT!!!" You scream.
"Jeez! Calm down! I'm trying to perform 3 spells at once here and it's kinda hard to concentrate with you screamin." Iron says, sticking a finger in his ear for effect.
Your eyes dart between him and your leg, the sickening suction like squelching sound ringing in your ear with every part of the bone that's removed. Your trembling, expecting searing pain with every movement or extraction, but surprisingly there is none. You calm your screaming and begin to question this.
"Uh.... Hey, Iron? Why don't I feel anything?" You ask the blacksmith turned surgeon. He doesn't look up, but you can see a small smirk appear across his lips.
"Pain deduction spell." He says plainly.

You watch as he begins to sweat, slowly removing the last bone fragment and levitating over the metal replacement. He fits it in a new snug position and begins closing the insertion.
"I thought ponies weren't able to fix others, only themselves." You say.
Iron stands and nods.
"Correct." He says. "But when you've been around the block a couple of times like I have, you find lots of loopholes."
He finishes fixing the opening and backs away. He crosses his arms and strokes his chin.
"Try walking." He mutters.
You nod and swing your legs over the side of your bed... Ok. You can bend your legs.....
You attempt to stand.
Your attempts are shaky at first, but Iron Ore is there to catch you when you start to fall. Eventually, after about 10 minutes. You're able to hobble around the room. You're happy to be able to walk again, but the way you walk kinda makes it look like you shit yourself. Iron chuckles and nods.
"Good enough." He clasps his hands together and heads to the door.
"Your bone is in 12 pieces in a sack on the nightstand. When you learn the right spells, you should be able to mend the bone and replace it with the metal." He says over his shoulder. He grabs the door handle waves.
"See Ya around, I guess."

You look at the clock. 11:46. About 5 hours until visiting hours end, and about 6 hours until Luna is scheduled to come. You turn back the the closing door.
"Wait!"
The door stops ajar and Iron peeks his head in.
"What?"
You shrug.
"You wanna talk for a bit?" You say.
An odd expression appears on Iron's face.
"I guess." He says.

He re-enters and grabs a couple chairs from the other side of the room. He sits on one and rests his hooves on the other.
"What's up?" He asks.
You shrug again.
"Dunno." You admit. "I just didn't feel like being alone for another 6 hours until the princess shows up."
Iron's ears perk and he sits upright, leaning in close to you.
"What princess?" He asks, excitedness evident in his voice. You scoot back a little.
"Princess Luna..." You say, watching as Iron jumps up and puts his hands on his head.
"Are you serious???" He nearly shouts. You wave your hands to get him to calm down.
"Yes!" You hiss. "Now calm down!"

He settles back in his chair, a grin plastered on his face.
"Can I... Meet her when she comes?" He pleads to you.
You shake your head.
"She's visiting after hours." You say.
Iron flattens his ears, and you cock your head.
"Why do you wanna meet her so bad?" You ask quizzically. Iron turns his head from you in the hopes that you don't see the red on his cheeks. You do.
"No reason." He says.

Now you can take a guess at why he wants to meet her, but you want to hear him say it.
"Bullshit." You say. "Why do you wanna meet her?"
Iron fiddles with one of your bone fragments, shrugging and looking away.
"I j-just hardly get to see her when I make armor and weapon deliveries to the kingdom." He puts the bone down. "I only get to converse with Princess Celestia."
You squint.
"So the reason you want to meet Princess Luna is to establish possibilities for your blacksmithing?" You accuse him.
He answers without thinking.
"No."
Gotcha.
You raise your eyebrows and smirk. "Then why do you wanna meet her?" You say, grinning as his eyes shrink.
"I-I mean yes! Yes! The only reason I want to meet her is to talk about that stuff!" He stutters defensively.
You're grin turns into a smile.
"What stuff?" You ask.
He flinches.
"You know, the stuff we were talking about." He mutters. You laugh.
"Come on, bro. We're adults. Just admit you like her."
He sighs and sits.
"Like is and understatement. I'm infatuated with our lunar princess. She's amazing- in magic, in her beauty, in every way. I just wish I could talk to her, but never gotten the opportunity.”
He lowers his head. You can really feel for him, you’ve been in that same position. Only problem is, you kinda like her too.

Author's Note

Next chapter there will be the sexis so be ready