"Hey, Twilight, y'okay?"

"Tal, she may be dead. Not from the initial shock, but the horrible joke you made about the .mov series. You shouldn't consider yourself a person anymore."

He didn't dare say pony.mov, in fear that Twilight wasn't dead/unconscious yet. Saying anything about them being in a TV show was too risky and dangerous. We didn't know this universe's rules yet. Sure, physics are more or less the same, but what would happen if they were to become aware of their alternate existence? Nothing, probably. I might get a chuckle too.

"Twilight, wake up. We aren't going to kill you. God knows how long that took us to explain to Fluttershy."

"Tal, I don't think this is a fangirl faint, this is probably a real scholarly faint."

I don't even know anymore. I don't know what a scholarly faint could look like, so I ignore it. Like a scholar wouldn't.

"Wanna go dick around in her library?" said Taylor in a jumpy voice.

"Remember how much of a bitch it was to get Fluttershy's trust? No way I'm going to mess around here.

"...ughhhhhh...."

"Welp, she's coming to. Uhhhh, Hi Twilight, err, somewhat of an awkward introduction we have here."

"Ugh...wha? What are you? Are you a new species? Genus? Family? Order? Class? Even Domain? I have to find out more about you because I've never seen you in any of my books before and it's so fascinating to see someone that isn't Spike for once and learning some other things about sports and dark booming clouds in my books I got for my birthday is much better because I've already commit them to memory you see and---"

"Whoa whoa whoa! Slow down there! You're going to conk out again, and I don't want people to think I have blood on my hands or something."

"Hands? The only person with appendages like these is Spike, but these have many more muscles than his does."

"Isn't the thing the host should ask the guest first is for their name? Like, 'Oh hello there, my name is Bob, what's yours?' 'Oh, my name is Peter, thanks for asking!' seriously Twilight, from the things I know about you, you're better than this."

"What things do you know about me?"

"Ah, shit, I mean, Fluttershy told me you were smart, so we came to you. Mind not showing us to the whole world yet? It might freak some people out."

She stopped in her tracks, previously trying to drag them upstairs with magic. Surprisingly enough, it worked. The two of us were in curled positions because Twilight can't hold a human for shit. We were going places, not the newspaper (thank God), but definitely upstairs.

"Oh, of course. May I at least study you?"

"As long as we don't look at either of our nether regions, of course."

Taylor was a bit more quiet than usual, but I guess he exhausted all of his words on Fluttershy. I'm having my turn now.

"And where would your nether regions be? If you don't mind me asking."

I then pointed in a very slow and awkward way at the man part. You know how when doctors give you a check-up they hit your knee with a hammer, and your leg is supposed to shoot upwards? Well, let's just say Twilight wanted to use her touch sense to sense my balls. Actually, that's not so much a 'let's just say' thing as it is 'Twilight touched my man part' thing. Of course, being only fourteen, my balls were somehow connected to my leg, which Twilight was standing right next to.

"Oh. My. God. We both got our turn at knocking out a poor defenseless pony didn't we, Taylor?"

"I'm too used to the stuff around here to even respond to that. I'm not sure who overreacted. Twilight for being too curious, or you for kicking her sky high into the ceiling."

"I'm not sure ponies are supposed to stay that far into the ceiling."

"Neither am I."

"...I'm...still...awake!"

She then proceeded to fall out of the ceiling, and crumple on the ground.

"Do...people....of your....kind...do that?"

"Take deep breaths Twilight. When a human, that's what we're called, goes for a check-up at the doctor, they test his or her reflexes by tapping their knee with a rubber hammer. I'm pretty sure there's some kind of thing like that here, so you know that the leg flies upwards right? Well, my shock and self-defense mechanisms, being my shock, was powerful enough to send you into your own ceiling. Sorry about that."

She shook her head vigorously. Taylor then proceeded to do the thing Ellis does in Left 4 Dead 2 in my ear. I chuckled a bit, and then waited for Twilight to talk.

"Well, first off, 'ow.' Second, do you need anything? I mean, what do humans eat? I imagine it would be like leaves, grass, ladeelada la da la"

I kinda zoned out for a second. She was pretty darn cute for being in the zone for a bit. But of course, I'm fourteen. I ain't gonna sex her or anything. That's gross.

"Meat." said I.

She stopped in her tracks for a second. "That's what I just said."

"Well then. Perfect! But, there's one more important question you have to ask us!"

"And what would that be?"

"Our names, of course!"

"Oh, right. Ahem. What would your names be?"

"Glad you asked! I'm Tal, this dude right here is Taylor, and this robot dog right next to me is named Talos. You see, his name comes from the operat--"

"What robot dog?"

"The one right here silly! See? It's...right...over...there."

I pointed outside to Ponyville. Ponies were running in every direction. My dog was busy trying to sniff their butts, and his OS isn't fully built to the extent where he won't hurt them...

"Aw shit. I was hoping my cover wasn't going to be blown. Well then. I guess we're roomies now right?"

"What?"

"Fluttershy kicked us out of the cottage, so I guess we get to stay here!"

"There is no way in the name of sweet Celestia that I will let you stay---"

"You get to research our sleeping patterns, and we won't yell at you."

"That I will let you stay in some rundown motel in the downtown area! You can stay in the guest room upstairs!"

"Geez, I'm getting really lucky with the guest rooms. Taylor? Have you found it yet in the hours you've snooped?"

"Yeah, it's upstairs, down the hallway to the left. Only door on the left. Too bad there's only one bed, which I call dibs on!"

"Screw you Taylor. What bed am I going to sleep in ton--- ohhhh. Gotcha. Mmkay."

"What does he mean by that? By the dibs thing."

"I can't believe you don't have that sort of thing. When you call dibs on something, you basically get to keep that thing. If I call dibs on some free thing at a shop, it's mine. It's like a game. Taylor gets the guest bed, do you have any other bed?"

"I used to, but I threw it out. We don't really have another bed we could use. Do you happen to have a sleeping bag?"

"Nope. I really wish we thought of that when we set up our survival backpack."

"And what would be in the backpack?" She leaned forward, and to the right, as my left shoulder strap was a bit loose, causing it to lean towards the left.

"Well, mostly soda. And chips. Actually, all I brought was those, blueprints, and my trusty dog. That dog is right outside terrorizing this fine city."

"And you're not going to stop it?" she said, with a bit of concern to her voice.

"Well, he'll stop on his own. Besides, if I go out there, I'll be noticed and then promptly executed on the spot or something." I said in a monotone.

"I guess you're right. I have another quick question. How can we understand each other perfectly? We're both very different, yet we both speak fluent Equestrian."

"Equestrian? No, we're speaking English. Though, I'm pretty sure, that all we have been through yesterday and today, I wouldn't question it till I get some sleep. I'll go get K-9 now."

"K-9? Wasn't his name Talos?"

"Yeah, but K-9 was a reference to a show we watched back on Earth. It was called Doctor Who, and it was amazing. I only wish you could have seen it. Talos is the operating system the dog works on. I call it a bit of both, but K-9 gets you some looks every once in a while. I eventually stopped calling him that because I had so many Doctor Who fanboys run up to me and start talking about it."

"Sounds like a barrel of fun."

"No kidding."

"One more thing before we go, what do those blueprints contain?"

"It's been a long time, but they're just things that I like to tinker with."

"May I look at them while we go?"

"Sure, why not."

The blueprints contained things that would help me survive in a wilderness, at least that's what I told her. I pretty much prepared for this moment in time and space. I brought back some of the technology from our world into this one, as to progress it further than ever thought before. Plus, I want to teach Ponyville what it means to 'progress in technology.' Way to go Ponyville! Video game cabinets before computers made for printing! Aside from that, my blueprints include a bike, a computer (this may take a while), N64 controllers fit for hooves, and the house for me, Taylor, and Scootaloo. If she really doesn't have a home, may as well make one for her. Ever since I saw here, I kept scribbling down room ideas for us. I recently included Taylor, as he became a brony a year ago. I also have a N64 with some games just in case they invent TVs.

"Tal? Did you space out or something?" Taylor said. I forgot he came with us.

"Taylor? I forgot you came with us. Did you hear the plan?"

"Yeah, blah blah blah Mayor Mare blah."

"Glad to see you're recovering from this morning." I said with a smirk. He returned a glare filled with hate. We stared at each other and then burst into giggles like little girls. Twilight rolled her eyes and continued walking.

"Hey! Are you new here?" a silly, upbeat, perky voice said. This isn't the time for 'perky'.

"Ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh! You're new! And do you know what that means? A WELCOME PARTY!"

No no no no! NO! She had to ruin it. I knew it. She popped out and said hello, I'm doomed. All of the ponies are either:

A. Freak out

B. Flip out

C. Call up Celestia

D. Swarm me

E. Do nothing

Please be E. Please be E.

"I can't believe it there's a new pony in town wait you aren't a pony are you? You don't look like a pony. Or are you a donkey I had a friend named Cranky who looked like a pony but he was actually a donkey even though he looked like a pony---"

Why did I let her talk this long? It was a stupid idea, but I had no choice but to grab her and cover her mouth. Surprisingly, only being a foot taller who couldn't win at any arm wrestles, I could pick up a pony who probably ate a cake everyday. She was super heavy, but I could manage holding her if it meant some more time in Ponyville.

"You must be Pinkie, aren't you?" If I'm going to extend my time, may as well stop playing stupid about their names. "Well, if you want a real welcome party, we're going to set one up at Town Hall. Let me talk to Mayor Mare first so we can organize it. Want to help?"

"Mphmmphh!" I was covering her mouth, but the pitch of her voice indicated a 'yes' to my ears.

"Alright. TO TOWN HALL!"

~~~

A girl sits in her room, thinking, 'What do?' Luckily, that question is answered very quickly. An email pops up on her laptop that is always sitting open on her desk with volume at full blast. You'll never know if some random event of your life is going to occur, don't you? Oh look. An email. It's from some guy she thinks she knows.

Where's my manners? My name is Elizabeth. I'm one of the lesser popular kids at school, who never really did anything other than what normal kids do, except hang out with guys. I'm a bit of a 'bro', as they called me, because I would play Dungeons and Dragons, and watch MLP:FIM (ironically) with other guys. One of those guys was the leader of 'The Outcasts', which was a really dumb name, but it was correct to it's core. If you couldn't join any other club, The Outcasts would accept you. Sadly, that club died back in sixth grade. Tal and I still hang out from time to time, but lately he's been texting other people, rather than me. I didn't get a text from him at all last week, but I'm pretty sure that his girlfriend Bryanna told me he was doing some 'stupid brony thing' again. Oh dear. Last time he did this it took weeks of Coca-Cola IVs to heal. I'm grounded, by the way, so I didn't go.

But, that email. That one email. I'll never forget that moment. The ping from my computer. I went over to the computer and checked it out. Facebook. Facebook. Tal. Facebook. Twitter. Wait, Tal? I clicked on it to show the complete subject name and the message. It is as follows:

Subject: Automatic "I Screwed Up" Emergency Message.

"Dear Elizabeth. This is the real deal right here. I'm not hurt, but I want you to know that I'm somewhere special (you probably know where) and I may not be back. This is for realzies. Do not, by any circumstances, come over to my house. It is very dangerous, and the black hole has left massive amounts of Hawking radiation (or not, my portal is weird like that). I may be back in a month or two, just let me get it sorted out. Taylor should be at the house to stop you, but I know you won't resist. If you can't resist coming over to check it out, bring some soda.

Well, of course I went over there! It was a cry for help! I brought some packs of Coca-Cola to help. I had these chilling for a while. This was indeed, the biggest thing I have ever done in my life so far. The last biggest thing so far was winning a couple tournaments at the game store, heh, losers. Wait! This was no time for reminiscing the old days! Even if it means spending a couple minutes with the dude who introduced me to all my friends, in a non-lovey way, of course.

Several minutes of biking later I arrived at his house. I knocked a couple times to be polite, but instead of expecting Taylor, I had two weeping parents on my hands.

"Uh, Mrs. Tal's Mom? May I check his room?"

"D-did he send y-you?" She was shaking from the event yesterday still, bless her.

"Yeah, automated message and all. He wants me to go after him."

I was given blank stares in return. Sheesh! They shouldn't be so surprised this happens to Tal on a daily basis!

"I'll just let myself in, I guess." They made way for me, but they way they were sobbing, I shudder at the thought of his room.

Upon entering the room, everything was gone, even the carpet. The only thing left was the portal frame, which the parents obviously check, because, lo and behold! A note for me! Yay notes!

"Hey Elizabeth! My parents are probably doing work stuff right now or something, just flip the switch labeled, 'Fast Travel', heh, and you'll be on your way to wherever we went to. Bring soda! See ya on the other side! ~Tal"

He always loved squigglies. Squiggle squiggle! Anyways, I fixed my hold on the switch and pulled. The power surged through the house, lights were popping everywhere. I didn't care. Pulling the switch marked the start of a second life. I jumped. I could see my atoms scrambling like Mario's body in Super Mario Sunshine. It really was something to look at. Too bad it hurt too much. I blacked out, right as I fell on a tree branch, and then another...

Author's Note

Hello! I was really tired writing this, but I had the common sense to delete a scene to replace it. If you want to see it, and my thoughts on it, please go to http://derpy.me/tkAFh and check out my notes!

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