Goodbye Moonman, Goodbye Wayne

by Ignacius the Nobody

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Slice of Life, Crossover, Alternate Universe
Length: 978

Displaced fic. One realizes that, if on the first trip to another country, you end up in another universe, things are going to get weird. And more if one is carbon copy a character from Hylics

My name? Wow, it's has been so long that I've forgotten which was, at least my underwear says my name begin with the letters W.E.X… But hey, here on this planet they call me the Moonster…. my God that name sucks.
*cough* Like I was saying, I arrived here because of an old man and his shop, and when I say here, I mean my spaceship.
I could or at least try to reach Earth, if it was not because I don't know how to drive a spaceship, or because I crash and several parts of it were broken, or the fact that I have to look for materials for repair it on a planet that I only know a bit thanks to the internet.
Boy oh boy! In what adventure I've gotten myself! … God damn it.

MLP:FIM / Hylics Crossover.
The characters and references to other things belongs to their respective owners.
Cover Image by Chickenwithtie ( Check him out, he has good stuffs )

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-11-10 06:38:53 UTC

Chapter I - Welcome Moonman

~ Chapter I - Welcome Moonman ~

"Oh man, what a weird dream.Everything seemed almost real."

Meow

"The travel, the convention, the store, everything seemed so ... real. The oldman."

Meow

"Even that annoying weird cat..."

MEOW!

"For the love of God, can you be a little more quiet?!" I screamed, but my anger was quickly replaced by confusion. "What the hell?"

And there was the strange cat, in front of me, on a strange bed.  I thought I was still asleep, but after being scratched by that cat I realized it was not a dream. What a nice way to know that one was not sleeping.

"Good morning and fuck you too lil' kitty." That was my way of responding to such a sweet way to wake me up completely.

It's looks like the dream was true, in front of me was that annoying cat from my dream, or was it a memory? I decided to ask questions later, for now, I need to find out where I was and from where it came this strange cat. While I stroked the small feline I decided to ask him.

"Hey there little buddy, what's your name?" With very obvious answers, I decided to continue with my questions. "What do you need?"

That's when I received a better response, after the cat get's away from me, I could give a better look to the room where I was.

The place in question was like a room of a hotel but all white. From the bed where I was, to the small bathroom that it was in a corner of the room. Even small door to another room.

This room had some kind of white ceramics on the floor, a round double bed, two night tables with a lamp in each of these, and a wardrobe. While the bathroom was a shower, a toilet, a sink and a mirror on top of the latter.

I was about to get to investigate the rest of the room but I noticed two things that stopped me.

The first was when I get up from the bed where I was sleeping, what had caught my attention was the clothes I was wearing.

"I am sure that I have seen these clothes before." I asked myself in my mind. "But where?"

I was about to continue checking these clothes and the room, when the 'heavenly' meowing of some furry creature caught my attention. And it's was coming from the other room.

"Geez, could you shut the fuck up –" I yell to my little friend, as I went forth the door "– please? I'm coming right ... wow."

In front of me was the biggest and strangest computer I've seen in my life. This computer, occupied almost the entire wall of the room, which was almost double the previous room. This had a monstrous computer monitor, a standard keyboard and what looked like an extremely long CPU and two pairs of Speakers at the sides.

"Holy mother of Bill Gates, that thing is huge!" I say to no one in particular.

Meow,meow. Meow!

It's seems like Greg ( The little cat needed a name, so, for now he will be know as Greg, the strange cat. ) want's to turn on the computer. I answer him with a simple gesture of nodding the head.

After I searched and pressed the power button, I can see how Greg jumped from key to key until I hear and see on the screen a sentence

WELCOME MOONMAN, TO THE SPACE SHIP: HYLICS-013.

And, with my big brain, I answer using all my intelligence...

"Wowie. So. Big. Computer." After my great speech, it's was the first time I see a cat facepalm for my stupidity. After that, he began to write on the keyboard, but this time came another message.

LET ME TURN ON ALL THE LIGHTS

And there was light. Thanks to Greg, I can finally see the room at its best, it's look like in one wall it has a huge window that allows us to see the cosmos as we travel on. Surprisingly, on the other side of the room there is a small couch, a chest that it's locked for the moment, a small furniture with a TV on top. In the furniture there is also a DVD with a box next to it that say  "SKILLS".

But, what is most surprisingly was a weird crystal floting in a corner that changed of colour when I touched it ... Wait a second.

As I rush to the bathroom, I can merely hear a what are you doing. Finally at the bathroom mirror, I can see myself and I was, again, surprised with what I see.

"So that's why everything was so familiar." I thought while checking my new face "I look like Wayne, I'm his doppelganger."

IT'S EVERYTHING OK IN THERE, MOONMAN?

I can hear Greg calling me. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine, don't worry." I say while I came out of my room. "So, are we on space or something?"

CORRECT, WE ARE ON SPACE. THIS, AGAIN, IS A SPACHE SHIP.

"....Cool." That was the only non stupid thing that I can say about this. Then it hit me. "Where da fuck are we going and how long it will take?"

WE ARE GOING TO PLANET MOTHER. WE HAVE OVER 10000 YEARS OF TRABEL. BUT DON'T WORRY MOONMAN. YOU CAN FREEZE YOURSELF AND SLEEP SO YOU DON'T DIE FROM OLD. THE A.I. WILL WOKE YOU UP AT ANY TIME IN THE FUTURE.

"Thanks, Greg. But before we sleep for some years. Do you want to watch some skills? Oh, and from now, your new name is Greg, mine? You can call me ... Wex." At least, if I steal his appearance, I will not steal his name.

UNDERSTOOD, WELCOME ....WEX.