Griffin Bros

Light flooded my vision as I opened my eyes. Looking around, I realized we were no longer in the clearing, but I was still covered with dried, caking blood. I had to hold in my bile as I felt the blood gluing my feathers together. I need a shower.

The smell of cooked meat wafted towards me. Getting off the surprisingly comfortable dirt bed, I lumbered towards the source.  In the center of a clearing, next to a fairly large fire with a slab of meat roasting over it, sat my brother. I honestly had no idea that Stanis knew how to prepare a roast. I suppose he had gone camping plenty of times in the past, but he never had to actually hunt or cook his own food or make a fire even.

"Hey, Stan! How do you know how to do... this." I wave my hand towards the firepit.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, uh, make a fire?"

"It's really not that hard to figure out. Get some sticks and leaves. Throw them in a pile and hope to God they catch."

I stared at him blankly. "And how did you light it? You don't have a match or two hiding in your feathers do you?" He grimaced when I mentioned his feathers. With his ar- wing, he simply pointed at what I guess is a piece of flint and a knife. "And where did you get the knife," I continued.

"I found it. And I know what flint looks like. I played Minecraft." I snorted. Stanis probably looked it up before one of his camping trips.

"Ok, so that explains the fire, but what about the meat? I don't think you've ever gone hunting before," I retorted. He simply rolled his eyes.

"You know that tiger thing that you sliced and diced?" I nodded. "Well I decided to try skinning it. Although, I kinda lost a lot of the meat." I glanced over at the knife that he 'found' and noticed that it had a tinge of red coating it. How I missed that before, I have no clue. I briefly wondered if the meat could have poison in it that is found on certain animals, but I quickly discarded the thought. No reason for a predator to have a defense mechanism like that.

I must have zoned about a bit because when I came to, the previously raw meat was now a delicious golden brown color. After Stanis shouted "Cena!" we dug into the meal. Well I was a bit hesitant because I hadn't eaten any meat besides seafood for some time. A while back I became pescaterian because of health and moral reasons. After that brief moment's hesitation, I dug in anyways because it was either that or starving. Plus, I was in a whole new body now and I was pretty certain that my high cholesterol didn't carry over.

***

After the dinner, Stanis and I decided to rationally talk about what was happening. Both of us were really stressing out, although I more so because my anti-anxiety meds were wearing off. I hope I can get some more while I'm stuck in Equestria.

"Hey! Earth to Jack!" He snapped his fingers in my face, getting my attention. "You can save your inner monologuing for once we're out of this mess."

I stared blankly at him as I tried to remember what we were talking about. "I'm sorry, I completely zoned out there. What were you saying?"

Huffing in annoyance, Stanis repeated what he said, "I asked where we were in this Equestria place."

"Oh yes, of course. Well I don't know shit." I started stroking my invisible goatee. "If the fanfics are correct the-"

"Will you shut up about the fanfics?! Those are all made up and probably only accurate in the slightest bit." My brother crossed his arms in defiance.

I chose my next words carefully, "You are probably right, but they could at least help a little. Now if I had to guess, I'd say that we are in... Actually, I have no clue where we are. I think the best option is to just try to find a town and ask some ponies there for help."

"So basically, walk around randomly until we find civilization? We could be miles from anywhere." My grin grew at every word. Staring at me strangely, Stanis backed away a little. Was this what I looked like when I killed that beast. Who cares?

After all, "We don't have to walk anywhere. We're going to fly there."