Oh boy.....

As my sight come to again and the smell of fresh air flowed through my nose, I knew I must have been successfully teleported back to my home. I mean, sure, I wouldn't call a wooden house a home but...wait...a wooden house with a potion thing or cauldron? Where am I?!

"Herobrine you stinking little...ugh, how am I supposed to get back home when no...no portal is here? What?!" I couldn't believe that no portal spawned when I turned around to see a blank wall staring at my face. Obviously the wall wins staring contests because walls can't stare for long periods of time, they stare for eternity until something destroys it.

Well, now I'm stuck in this weird house, where's the door? I want out! Now! It would have been nice if I got to keep my tools and armor and...what? All of my stuff disappeared?! Herobrine was so dead.

"creeeeeeaaak" Went what sounded like a wooden door near the left of me, I turned to look, and right there was a little yellow horse, wait..A YELLOW HORSE?!

"Zecora! You in here? I brought you those things ya needed." Said a voice in the room, I quickly turned to hide behind the wall, if Herobrine has an army of sorts in this place, I didn't want to get caught. It would be bad enough to get caught by someone I had no idea about, but Herobrine was the worst possible thing to be found by.

"Zecora?" Said the voice again, I did my best to keep silent and to not move a muscle, the floor looked old and one misstep could give me away to the voice. But, if the voice wasn't what I was fearing, then I might be okay. One peek shouldn't hurt.

As I turned to look out from behind the wall that sheltered me, I saw only that stinking yellow horse there, where was the owner of the voice? I could have swore that whoever the voice belonged to sounded like a...kid? Why was there a kid helping Herobrine? Or was anyone helping him at all? Did he even know himself what this place was? Could there be a chance Herobrine isn't here at all?

As these questions raced through my brain, I heard the floor creak as I tried to get behind the wall again. Obviously the voice heard it. "Who's there?!" The kid sounded startled, and kind of...scared? Where could this kid be?!

But then I froze, footsteps were coming my way. My heart began skipping beats and my head pounding hard as blood flowed faster through, I knew I was done for, this kid might know how to defend themselves and kill me.

"H-hello? Anypony? Come out!" What did they just say? Any "pony?" That's the worst English I have ever heard in my life! Who calls someone a pony? I mean, really? Come on, Why would anyone call someone a pony?

My thoughts raced furiously, if I can get out, I can escape whatever trap I might run into and find some way out of this place! A shadow appeared on the floor as someone approached, my legs were shacking so much I could hardly stand.

That kid has some guts to come towards dark places where a killer might lay and wait for prey to fall into their hands. Of course! I can attack them with my hands! I forgot about that since I'm used to using sharp items like a sword for combat.

As the kid rounded the corner, I let my fists fly, I nearly forgot they were a kid because I surely thought the guy could be one of Herobrine's minions of sorts. But as I look at what I flung across the hall, it was the yellow horse, I punched it square in the face so hard that I think I knocked it out. I felt kinda bad for it.

"And all of this time I worried that Herobrine was after me...great...now how am I supposed to get this thing to wake up?" I wondered. That's when I began to hear moaning from the horse, and as I leaned in closer, it began to...talk?

"Applejack? Zecora wasn't at her house by the forest...now my face is bleedn'." I stared awkwardly at the yellow horse that was sprawled on the floor in front of me. Horses can talk here? What in the name of Notch is this?!

Feeling strange, I answered back. "I'm sorry I punched you, I thought you were my enemy from another world for a sec!" That's when the yellow horse looked up, looking really confused, and when she saw me, I bet she had no idea like me what happened.

"Who are you? I've never seen ya 'round here before, and what's with the weird looking face you have?" And if being in another world I had no idea about wasn't bad enough, of course I had to be called weird by a child horse which seemed to look weirder than me.

"Um...long story short, let's say I'm from another dimension and I might need help getting back home. Even though there's nothing for me to do there anyway, I've literally killed every living thing there, zombies, spiders, creepers, skeletons, endermen, y'know, that sort of stuff." I should've known before saying that how dumb I would be to that kid horse after saying what I do, and how horrifyingly low my reputation here would drop from saying I "killed" things that can respawn out of the ether, but how do I get that information into a brain like that horse's?

"Um....okay...how 'bout you come with me to the farm? Applejack can then bring ya to Twilight! She'd know what's up!" Twilight, Farms, Applejack...this is gonna be a looooong day.

As me and this weird talking yellow horse approached what looked like a barn in the middle of a bunch of apple orchards, which are much easier to get apples from than Oak Trees in my world, there were some other horses waiting for the yellow horse I'm betting. Better start thinking of explanations for everything...