Now, that wasn't a very good end to that chapter, but the Equestrian air really takes the energy out of you, and makes you tired. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it. Long story short, Madison was someone that I got over and didn't really want to care about after a while. All I need is my robotic companion and my two friends. My love for Maddie was something that quickly transitioned to anime and MLP, which I don't think was all too healthy for me in the sense that I would need human friends instead of a waifu and a robot dog. Fortunately for me, my parents forced me to make friends or join boarding school. I made the decision to make friends instead of sit in a medieval boarding school that doesn't have computers.

Enough about me, I'm here to write about my journey through space and time not some damn high school drama.

"Tal? Helllloooooo?"

"Oh, sorry, reminiscing over...delightful times. What's up?"

"It's really late. Taylor and Alec already finished dinner and Elizabeth is starting hers. I can make you something if you like." She had sunken eyes from hours of midnight reading. Being a heavy reader myself, I can tell you firsthand that eccentric readers always look like this. She yawned and stretched her arms to rival Stretch Armstrong's arm length and then scratched her back, which had a ton of mosquito bites from outside. I'm sure almost all of the animals talked, but that didn't make me any more hesitant to kill a couple of them swooping down on my arm.

"Alright, I'll go in. Whats for dinner? Wait, let me guess, Alec complained about it, didn't he?"

Twilight yawned again, and then answered. "Surprisingly enough, he liked what I gave him. He seemed to have adjusted to Equestria better than I - or any of us - expected to."

"You must have served him some huge steaks. What did you make?"

"I didn't really know what to make him, even after asking him. He only grunted and asked me not to put flowers or hay in his sandwich, so I just grilled some grilled cheese sandwiches. Yours is getting cold by the way, so we need to go in." She took a hoof to massage her temples and stretched it out, and then stretched the other one. She bucked the air until she was sure all of her joints were cracked into oblivion.

"Sounds like we need to get to bed. Today was too long of a day, and I want to get my tantrum out of my head so I can sleep. Where do I sleep?"

"Elizabeth and Taylor have the guest room," Lucky bastards. "Alec took the couch, begrudgingly, so that means..."

"I get the floor?"

She giggled, "Nah, I don't have enough blankets for you to sleep there, so..."

"I have to, uh, sleep with you?"

She blushed, which is usually the start of a romance tag of some sort. You don't use the word blush unless they blush, and she turned beet red.

"Uh, mm, sorry."

"Oh, it's no problem. I'm just glad I get a mattress and a blanket to boot. You're not too bothered by this, are you?"

"Are you?"

"Hell no." Instant regret. I sound like I want to get inside her, uh, pants.

"Well, uh, dinner is probably cold now, better go inside and eat it before it rots."

"I guess so." That lasted longer than it should. Much more awkward in hindsight, believe it or not.

We eventually went inside and ate the sandwich. Being cooked by a student I would expect it to be top-notch, but it was just a little bit of a let-down. Nevertheless, it was pretty damn good. Since this is on physical paper, this will hopefully double as a note to Twilight to make them with salt next time. They were cold, as she said, but she would make a great American college student.

Sleeping with Twilight, was more or less, awkward. I can tell body language, as told many other times, but not body language of alien creatures. Rewatching MLP episodes won't help me, as I have no idea about any romance body languages that may happen in real life. It's a girls show, not a Twilight fanfiction. Sleeping in a bed with a pony wasn't as bad as some realists might think. She smelled of lavender - how fitting, - and didn't make too many 'neigh' noises, just kinda snored like a human being. It was very tempting, and I already flipped the bird and did the helicopter to the laws of physics and God, so I might as well start dating aliens. Of course, only if she liked me back.

We slept back to back, and as far into the edges as possible. It didn't last for long, as the unconscious fight for the blanket ended with the both of us turning to face each other and scoot forward. It was nice having a person that soothed all of the senses. Her breathing was controlled and regulated, and her coat was light on the eyes. Her fur felt like the best blanket ever, and the lavender scent would easily put you down for sleep. However, there is no way in hell I'm licking her.

But wait, what about Bryanna? I was stuck with this hole in my love life, as I mentioned before, and I wanted, no, NEEDED someone to fill it. I'm not going to as far as have sex with a horse, but just have someone to love. Oh shit, Bryanna must be freaking out, but I'm sure she'll find someone else. I'll check on her in the morning and hope she's fine, or even found another person or something.

She looked very peaceful when she was sleeping, so I didn't want to bother her, but her hair (mane?) was in front of her face. I can't sleep anyways, as soon as I get in a bed I stay awake for several hours, so I'll waste my time staring at a girl instead of a pillow, thank you very much. The hair issue wasn't helpful to my OCD, and she was very fatigued to start with anyways, so I figured there wouldn't be any harm in brushing her hair away. Was I wrong. My internal thought process isn't as intelligent as you may think. I just pull stuff out of my arse and hope it works.

Wow, she's pretty. But I can't get over that hair in her face. Should I push it out of the way and stare at the other half of her face? Well, she's already tired, but she might wake up. Oh, what the hell, I'll do it. Let me just brush it out of the way and...SHIT!

She woke up and stared right at me, and I couldn't think of a physical excuse to get out of it, so I screamed and fell out of the bed and hit my head on the nightstand. A glass of water fell and doused me with water, just as another glass of water fell to waterboard me, so my screams turned into gurgles and choking. Twilight rushed out of bed to help, but by then, the lamp fell over and smashed me on the face and knocked me out cold. Apparently, after that, Taylor went and cleaned up the glass shards as Twilight attempted to levitate the water out of my lungs and into the cup, and Elizabeth kept squealing in the corner at the sight of blood on my face, and as such, she refused to help me. Alec was sleeping like a baby, and I was out cold, obviously.

You know what? Fuck Equestria.

Author's Note

Well, a tiny chapter to help ease us into the next day. This is mainly because I've had this idea in my head since forever and I wanted to put it to paper, but a 2K word chapter would have been too long to easily fit this in and show it off.

Thanks for reading this far!

[Rusty, leave a good foreign goodbye before I ship the chapter off. I can't think of any.]