Under The Blue Sky

"My name is Alfred Crow. I am 36 years old. I have a wife, named Debra, and a son named Luke. I live in England and I...."

Alfred's train of thought was interrupted by a golden voice. The voice had managed to rip Alfred from whatever world he was trying to piece together in his mind. Having given up trying to recall his life over and over again, he looked up.

"Uh..... Hello?"

He quickly looked back down again but shot back up to lock his eyes with 'it's'.

"Hi," he said, panting heavily. "Who...Who are you?"

"My name is Applebloom. What's yours?"

"Aah, Applebloom, that's a nice name," he continued to say still out of breath.

"I suppose I should get ya inside before somepony sees. C'mon get."

With that Applebloom snatched him up to his feet and tried to lead him inside the large red building. Alfred was still exhausted from what had just happened. He couldn't raise a hand to retaliate if he wanted to, but luckily he was in a cooperating mood.

He found himself walking up wooden stairs into a small room. It was an interesting shade of green and there was an extremely large bed near the centre. Having been let go by Applebloom to close the door behind them, he dragged his limp body to the side of the bed and sat down. Applebloom ran to sit just below him on the floor.

"So what was your name? I didn't quite catch it back out there," Applebloom asked sweetly. This simple question almost didn't reach Alfred but he slowly managed to respond.

"Oh, I'm Alfred."

"Alfred, huh, that's also a nice name ya got there. Honestly I think mines a little plain but ya know, I guess it works."

When Alfred managed to answer her question he also managed to see her for what she really was. He was amazed by this creature before him. Applebloom was a horse-like thing that had pale yellow fur and a bright red mane. She was also wearing an enormous pink bow above her head which looked adorable to him. Adorable or not, Alfred was still incredibly confused but he decided to have a normal conversation with Applebloom since he assumed she was somewhat young. He figured that she was probably as confused as he was, so he let nature take it's course.

"My sister should be home soon, so we can decide what to do with ya then, I guess." Applebloom said a little nervous.

"Okay, I'm fine with that. Hey can you answer a few quick questions for me please, just to make sure that I'm still sane?"

"Uh, sure. Fire away!"

"Okay so you said your name was Applebloom, correct?"

"Yep!"

"Right, so where exactly am I right now? Oh and also what time is it? How are you talking right now? How many others are like you? Are there any others like you? Do you have any idea how I could get home? If I were to..."

His onslaught of questions were put to an end when they both heard the door downstairs slam open. They both looked at each over and then to the place the noise originated from. Applebloom tried to desperately escape the confusion and darted downstairs as quick as she could. Alfred decided not to follow since he figured he had caused enough trouble already. He wasn't pleased with what he just did. That was his one chance of getting some honest answers. He didn't mean to scare her off like that.

He glanced around the room and suddenly noticed many similarities when he compared it all to a normal room back home. It definitely didn't strike him as a room for whatever Applebloom was. It almost reminded him of a child's room. He placed his head in his hands and ran them repeatedly through his short hair. He was worried beyond compare. Thoughts kept flooding his mind of his family and the life he had back home. This place didn't seem like a 'human' one. He wished it was all a bad dream but he was constantly reminded it was real by the horrible pain in his chest.

He almost began to tear up when he heard heavy sounds coming up the stairs to the room. He froze as he turned to the door. He stared at the closed door in fear of what could be behind it. He had never felt more alone in that moment. He couldn't move, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't even blink. All he could do at that time was stare at the closed door just waiting for it to swing open, and it did.

"Uh, hello...Alfred. I'd like ya to come with me."

Alfred didn't see Applebloom in the doorway, well he did but she was hiding behind whoever was standing on all fours protecting her. Alfred believed she was female. She had faded orange fur with almost golden hair that rested below a worn hat.

Alfred said nothing. He simply stood up, paused for a few seconds and tilted his head. Then he nodded and walked through the door.