Tales of a Germane

Chapter two

The train ride was long and not very comfortable. Obviously the Ministry of Defence didn't thought that something better than economy class was in need for an military advisor. I spent most of my time reading the book about Equestria that I bought myself one day ago. It was not very interesting, only the part about the so called "Elements of Harmony" captured my attention. It said something about how important friendship is in Equestria and that with the power of this friendship the elements could defeat any threat. Well, maybe I didn't read it that carefully. But either way, I didn't believed in their power. I mean seriously: If you read about something like that in the first place, would you belive in it? Somewhere in the chapter about Equestrian national food, I finally slept in. I woke up as somepony shook my shoulder.
"Sir, I'm really sorry to interrupt your sleep, but this is the final station of this train and therefore you have to get out"
"WHAT? FINAL STATION? WHERE AM I ?"
"You are in Canterlot, and according to your ticket this is the right station for you to get out."
"Oh, ehm, sorry then mister"(maybe I should have read through the ticket instead of this sleep-in-assistant, probably this would have been even more interesting)

I got out of the train, went to the platform where I had to go and waited for my connecting train. What arrived about ten minutes later was not a train at all, but more a bad joke. It looked like it escaped out of a little girls toybox. As I looked around, I recognized that this probably was indeed candyland. All buildings I could see were colorful just like their inhabitants and everyone had a quite weird smile on his face (I wonder if they never get any cramps). Anyway, I went into the train (wich apparently was more comfortable than the one I was in before, even though it was still economy class). This time I spent the ride not with reading, but looking at the countryside instead. At this place I have to admit that the countryside was quite nice, though the trees looked like cotton cany stuck on chocolate sticks. Finally, in the early evening I arrived in Ponyville.

As I got out of the train, the first thing I did was looking around. Ponyville looked like you would imagine a small town on the land, so nothing special at all (At this point I've to say that I already became used to the "Girl-TV show-look" of everything). But then she appeared. She looked like she just jumped out of the mind of a five year old girl with her pink fur and pink cotton candy mane. She walked straight towards me and before I could even say a word she sarted trying to drown me in a waterfall of words.
"Hello! Who are you? My name is Pinkie Pie! Welcome to Ponyville! Oh, oh I've a idea! Let's make a "Welcome-to-Ponyville-new-guy-Party", I really like parties do you know? Well, throwing parties is my special talent at all, so I have to like them I mean it would be really bad if would throw parties for everyone without liking them, don't you think so?....."
It was amazing. Only one minute after I met her, I already didn't like her. I don't know exactly why, but I think it's because even in such a "We will love and tolerate the shit out of you nation" like this, there is always somebody you don't like. Maybe it was just because of my nightmare.
Anyway, if I wouldn't have turned the part of my brain responsible for listening off after one minute, I probably would have been able to feel how my brain slowly melts away. When her mouth stopped moving five minutes later, I took my oppurtunity.
"Well, hello ehm...what was it?"
"Pinkie Pie. Well, in fact my name is Pinkamina Diane Pie. But all of my friends call me Pinkie. Do you want to be my friend? I...."
"Yeah, whatever, ehm Pinkie, can you tell the way to the...wait, I just have to look it up...Ponyville barracks?"
"Of course I can, but why would anypony wan't to go there, I mean it's grey and everybody is so super-duper-serious and..."
"Yes I know that just tell me the way!" I answered, nearly shouting because she became rather annoying.
"You have to, WAIT, I've another idea, how about I lead you there so we can talk?"
"I guess I've no other option?"
"No" she said with a weird grin on her face. We started walking.
"So what's your name? You still didn't tell me." She started.
"I'm Franz Siegmann."
"That's a silly name." (said the pony with the probably most obvious name in the history of everything)
"What? Where I come from it's a totally normal name. At all, I would call your name silly!"
"Where are you from?"she asked, like she didn't heard anything.
"Well, I'm from Mareburg in Germaney."
"Uhhh, so you are one of those super-serious-advisors?"
"Indeed"

It carried on like this about twenty minutes, until we finally arrived at the Ponyville barracks, wich turned out to be on the western edge of Ponyville.
"So here we are Mister super-duper serious, see you later on your welcome party!"
"How did you just call me? I don't want a party at all! Hey, where are you?"
She just disappeard. If she wouldn't look like she could vomit rainbows, she would be a rather good Spec-Ops-Soldier.