Personally, I like Tuesdays.

It seems like such a cool day. There's Taco Tuesdays and Ruby Tuesdays, and it just SOUNDS cool. Say it. Tuesday. It's awesome. And, to top it off, it's the third day of the week. Tertiary Tuesday! But, today was no ordinary Tuesday. Not at all...

It started normal. Woke up, ate, went to school, ate lunch, came home, bummed around on the couch for a couple of hours... it was nice. After all of that was over, I took a shower and went to bed. Overall, a good day. I stared at my clock.

9:23 PM.

"Man, these nights never seem to end..." I mumble to myself. I turned to my headboard. About fifty books filled the bottom, and a line of pony figurines, a rock, a swirly stone from HomeGoods, and a glass dolphin lined the top. I smiled. "I like you guys..." I whispered, directed at the pony figurines. They seemed to be one of my ports for sanity. "Meh, I'll see them tomorrow anyways." I looked back at the wall, before drifting to sleep.

As I woke up, something seemed off. I mean, WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY off. I lifted my head and looked around. I'm in a pastel colored forest...? I thought. And everything seems... 2D. I lifted myself up to get on my feet, only to fall on my face. Something was wrong, that's for sure. I retaught myself how to stand in a nutshell, and it was still difficult. I turned around, only to see an extra pair of legs. Orange legs. Orange hooves? Waaaaait... I took a mental step back.

Alright. Alternate reality check. ...Hey, don't judge. I come prepared. I paused as I recited the checklist in my head. Step one... dream test. Having no other option, I slammed my head into the ground, to be greeted with my good 'ol friend, pain. Let's see... If the dream check is negative, proceed to step two. Step two, species and appearance... I looked around before finding a convenient puddle a couple of feet away. I stumbled my way over, and looked down upon myself. Species? Pony, for sure. Subspecies if applicable... I looked at the reflection, noticing a horn on top of my head. Unicorn. Coloration differences... Orange body with a... yellow mane. Eye color, blue.

I jumped to the MLP section of the checklist. Umm... Ah! Cutie Mark, if applicable... I adjusted my body to see my flank. Nothing. Let's see... In case of blank flank, take extra precaution to avoid the CMC. I shuddered at the thought of being stuck with the band of misfits. Ugh. Anyways, next is fake name... I looked around for inspiration. I looked at the ground, observed the horizon, gazed at the stars--

Wait. Gazed at the stars. Star Gazer. Perfect! I liked looking at the stars, and it had a nice ring to it. Now, it's time for my survival priorities. It was... Caretaker/shelter, and then food/drink... I think. I looked around again. I think this is... White Tail Woods. So, if I remember the map right, the nearest town is... I pause.

"The nearest town is Ponyville."

Author's Note

Man, this chapter is long! At least, for my standards. I'm used to writing in a 19pt Arial. and the text here is so small...

Also, the beginning credits lied. Mail won't be established in this chapter, but later in the story. Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Also also, these A/N lied. The beginning credits don't exist.

-TGRP