The colors are way too saturated, the world looked flat, yet there was depth. I place my hand in my view and look at the drastic difference. Have you ever seen Who Framed Roger Rabbit? I felt like Eddie Valiant in Toon Town. Where I was live action, and everything else looked like a damn cartoon. I flex my fingers as I look to the trees around me. All with the flat yet bright colors.

I could feel my heartbeat quicken. I had absolutely no idea what was going on, where I was, or how I got here. One minute I'm laying in bed, and the next I jerk awake, drenched in sweat in the middle of the damn woods. I don't know how long I was there, and at the minute I didn't really care.

I'm only glad I was so tired I fell asleep in normal clothing, not pajamas or anything. That would have made this situation infinitely more unpleasant. Didn't have my phone on me, but at this moment that seemed very much low on my list of ever growing priorities.
Getting to my feet, I look around me to see nothing but dark forest in every direction. It wasn't long until my eyes were drawn to where I was laying. There was this large white spot on the ground. like the colors of the grass had melted away, a puddle of black fluid surrounding the edges. Checking the back of my clothing, I found my had now had black fluids on it. It looked like ink.

I stared at my stained hand as I watched the fluid drip onto the ground. At the moment, I was in a state where I barely could put two thoughts together, so I was hardly in the mental state to fully comprehend what I was looking at. I simply wiped the fluid on my pants as I tried to think of what to do now.

I defiantly wasn't on earth anymore, that much was obvious. Unless Toon Town was real. If that were the case, I would expect the trees to start singing or something equally improbable. I took a breath.

"Ok, lets look at this logically."

I was not home, in fact it was safe to say I was not dreaming. No matter how crazy something gets, if it happens in real life, you can tell it is not a dream. Sure it's easy to mistake a dream for real life, no matter what happens, but it is not so easy to mistake real life for a dream unless your dreams are unusually vivid, and mine never were.

From the look of things I was in a cartoon world. Something about it seemed familiar, the art style, if it can be called that, struck me as something I recognized, but I couldn't imagine what it reminded me of. I tried to think of the last cartoon show I watched, but that did not match, this defiantly wasn't Rick and Morty, though as I thought of that I began to wonder if I was in another universe or dimension.

Something to look into when I had the time.

Looking at the white spot on the ground, and doing so objectively I came up with only one theory. The melted look to the colors and even the black outline of the grass itself reminded me of some of my drawings, I drew in ink pens enough to know how water effects ink even after it dried, and I was sweating, and sweat is a solvent. So apparently I now could sweat what might as well be Dip from Roger Rabbit. That was... Disturbing to think about.

I couldn't think of much else without further information. Standing in the middle of the woods was defiantly not good idea, but neither was wandering in some random direction. I took a deep breath as I looked around me, trying to think of what direction to go, I came to the conclusion that without knowing what was going on I had no reference to pick a direction. So I decided to climb a tree to get a better view of the world around me.

"Ape Ancestors don't fail me now.", I said as I grabbed the branch and hoisted myself up.

About six feet up, I was reminded of my fear of heights... Wonderful.

So I climbed, ignoring the instinct telling me to look down as I made my way up the tree. The barks had a texture that trees really shouldn't have, it felt like a tree, but... Smoother, if that makes any sense. I even noted that where I gripped it harder than I meant to would actually smudge, just a bit. Not enough to be immediately noticeable, but still there. I think it was sweat still on my palms.

I thought that was something to keep in mind. As I got higher and higher, I could see further. Mountains in the distance. Looked like something Bob Ross would make, if he decided to make a cartoon. I looked to another mountain and... castle... Castle on the side of a mountain. Very familiar castle on the side of a mountain... HOLY FUCKING SHIT!

The realization of what I was seeing fell upon me like a ton of bricks, and in my shock it caused my grip to fail me and to fall to the ground. I was about fifty feet into the air, and once I hit the ground I knew pain. I groaned for only a second as I tried to move my... The pain vanished. Not lessened, but just disappeared like I was never hurt to begin with. I looked at myself in surprise to not that, while I looked a bit roughed up, I was not hurting at all.

I looked over myself again to try and figure out what was going on, but I was drawing blanks. No my mind was much more preoccupied with what I saw on that mountain, and a crashing realization came upon me as I got to my feet. That castle was Canterlot, this forest is the Everfree, and I am in Equestria.

Waking up in a cartoon world, falling from a tree, not being in pain for more than a second, apparently able to now sweat Dip, and finding out I was in a fictional cartoon I actually knew about. I did what anyone in my situation would do upon this realization. I passed the Fuck out.

"You must admit it would at least cure that temper of his."

The mismatch of parts looked at the rabbit clinging to Fluttershy with evident fear in his eyes. Discord smiled as Fluttershy glared.

"I promise, Lobotomy is painless. Just two taps and BAM! No more evil bunny. Think of all the hassle you could save."

"No means no Discord. Angel is perfectly fine the way he is."

"You say that now, but one day when you least expect it.", said Discord as he snapped his fingers.

A shower suddenly appeared, with Discord taking a bath, before a second Discord appeared behind the first and raised a knife into the air. He tugged at the curtains to bring the knife on the first Discord who was now screaming, said knife turned into a rubber chicken as it fell upon the first Discords head, then a third Discord appeared to pour chocolate syrup down the drain for seemingly no reason.

A snap later and only one Discord lay motionless on the ground clutching a tulip in his claws with his tongue handing limply out his mouth. Then he got up, stuffed the flower down his own throat and looked to Fluttershy as he chewed his snack.

"And you become just another statistic in a random homicidal rabbits rampage of revenge."

Angel blinked at that as he glared at Discord, but Fluttershy took the small bunny in her hooves and snuggled him close.

"No Discord, Angel is the perfect little bunny rabbit, and an absolute darling."

"Well at least consider electric shock therapy.", said Discord as he pulled out a defibrillator.

He threw it to the side as Fluttershy shook her head.

"Fine, I concede. No bunny therapy for Evil Incar... I mean Angel."

"Thank you for understanding.", said Fluttershy with a smile.

Discord smiled back at her before he went to glare at the rabbit, right until he froze solid. He blinked rapidly several times before turning a confused glance to the window. This did not go unnoticed.

"Are you okay Discord?"

Discord smiled as he patted Flutershy on the head.

"Yes, perfectly fine my dear. It's Just... I felt something right there. In the Everfree. Hmmmm, I think I'll go check it out. Be back in a moment."

With a snap, the draconequus disappeared with a flash of light and color.

Discord looked down at the... Very strange thing before him. It looked, odd to say the least. Unusually detailed was the best way he could describe it. He scratched his chin confused as he observed the unconscious thing that seemed to bleach the land below and around him. It was all too confusing, and considering who Discord is, that is saying something. Discord shrugged before deciding that if an animal was hurt, he best take it to Fluttershy, she usually enjoyed that, and it might earn a few more brownie points. Plus, Discord would be lying if he said this thing did not confuse and interest him. He smiled before snapping his fingers.... His eyes widened just a bit.

He snapped them again, and nothing changed.

*SNAP*

"Well, this has never happened before."

With his lion paw, Discord removed his talon from his wrist and examined it before shaking it just a bit. Then he screwed it back into place.

*SNAP*

*SNAP*

*SNAP*

"Oh now this is just getting old."

A thought came to Discord and he snapped his fingers. He smiled as a cotton candy cloud appeared above the ape thingy and began to drizzle chocolate milk on it. With another snap he disappeared and watched from the distance as the liquid came in contact with the creature.

I flailed around as my instincts told me I was drowning, only to find I was covered in... Is this chocolate milk, is it raining chocolate milk? There was only one thing based around Equestria I could associate with chocolate milk, and I smiled because of it. Carefully I stood up, and looked
around. Idly I noticed the fluid was slowly turning an inky black color. That disturbed me a bit more as I took in a deep breath.

"Hello, is someone there."

Suddenly, a tall draconequus wearing a black robe and a pony version of a Guy Fawkes mask with the letter 'D' on the forehead appeared before me brandishing a sword made of peppermint.

"My word, does my divine eyes deceive me. Is this real.", said Discord as he looked at the puddle of ink on the ground before he looked back to me.

"How have you done this deeply disturbing deed of diabolical dookie, what dastardly dog, devil, or demon are you who dares defy my duty to deal disaster as I dabble in dark and daunting dreams of dreadful doozies, who is so daft as to defile my dairy drizzle of deliciousness, spoiling the dashing and dare I say it dandy name of Discord the draconequus."

With one smooth motion, Discord grabbed the mask and robes and ripped it off before tossing it away and looking at me with a raised brow.

"Delightful, a dunderhead does come this direction."

You know, I expected a lot of things, Alliteration was not one of them.

"Uhhhh, hi."

Discord crossed his arms as he examined me through narrowed eyes.

"What exactly are you, you look... Very detailed for lack of a better word. Considering who and what I am you should be honored to stump me so."

I don't know why him not knowing what I was disappointed me, but it did.

"I'm a human."

"Never heard of them. Sounds vaguely apey."

"Well, we are close relative to chimps."

"You don't say.", he said bored as he appeared behind me and pulled a very large cartoon flea out of my hair.

Then he ate it. Eww!

"I had planned on getting you to a dear friend of mind in that general direction.", he said as a few fingers materialized all around Discord and pointed in nearly every direction.

"But I find out that for some reason magic cannot work on you, care to explain that?"

"Wait, if magic doesn't work, where did that flea come from?"

"I have no idea what you are talking about.", he said with a too wide smile right as a bunch of fleas jumped from his lion arm and scatter off into the forest. He smiled innocently.

I chuckled a bit at that. Am I taking this well, I feel like I am taking this well. Too well.

"Well, I don't know why magic doesn't work on me. Sorry."

"None what so ever? Well, aren't you well informed.", Said Discord as he crossed his arms.

"Sorry.", I mutter.

"No no, I'm just not used to not knowing something. It has spoiled my mood...", he said before his brow rose and he looked at me with a smile.

"...Incidentally, I find it interesting you haven't reacted to my appearance in the slightest. I defiantly haven't seen anything like you, and I HIGHLY doubt you have seen anything like me. Care to explain that one."

Huh... For a trickster archetype with nigh godlike powers, his powers of observation were nothing to sneeze at. Now I had to answer questions... Delightful.

I'm not one for mood swings, I like to keep a level head about everything going on around me, never thought that a situation like this would be something I could adapt to. Still, the question did catch me off guard. It really shouldn't have, it's a simple enough question on Discord's part. The question was how to answer it.

I could be completely honest, tell him he is considered a fictional character back home used as form of entertainment and to teach morals to children. Not sure how he would take that. The fact that his powers did not work on me was interesting. I had a few theories on that. Conflicting laws of physics being ignored by my body, or rather not even registering. That made sense, magic did not exist where I came from. Though the fact that I could get pelted by chocolate milk rain made it seem that while magic could not directly effect me, it could indirectly be used on me.

I did not know if telling Discord the truth would give him an existential crisis. Last thing I wanted to do was have him, in all his power, begin to question the very foundations of his existence. To believe his life had no meaning, purpose, or value. Discord is essentially a G-rated Eldritch Abomination like Cthulhu or the Chaos Gods of Warhammer 40K as far as this universe was concerned, a benign one. Him being actively malicious as he succumbs to nihilism was a very scary thought.

I decided to provide a psudo-true, but still bullshit answer.

"I'm a watcher."

One of his brows rose as he waited for me to continue.

"Have you ever heard of the Many-worlds interpretation?"

He smiled.

"The Multiverse, you watch the Multiverse? How positively interesting. You must have been exceptionally bored and foalish to risk something like that."

He said risk... That implies that 'looking' into other worlds was dangerous. Not enough details to understand why. Still it meant he knew what I was talking about. There is a chance what he said about it being dangerous was an attempt to trick me. If in fact it was possible to view other universes but doing so was not dangerous, I would basically be admitting I could not actually do it. Discord is a trickster, even if reformed.

Maybe I'm overthinking things. I tend to do that when stressed. Safest thing to do was be vague, but first, I needed to know a bit more.

"You have seen other worlds?", I ask as mysteriously as I could.

"Once or twice, only brief glimpses. Never seen anything like you. I found I couldn't go to other worlds, so I lost interest very quickly."
Ok so he hasn't seen much, could be a lie, but I'll have to use it. Maybe some details that I could remember later to make it sound like I still knew what I was talking about.

"We watch the infinite, and transcribe what we see, all we know is stored to be read by future generations."

"Stored where exactly?"

Dammit.

"Within the Interconnected Web-way, the sum of all our knowledge."

Hmmm. I think I just made the internet sound like esoteric forbidden knowledge. Considering what was on the internet... That probably wasn't far from the truth. Regardless I am making myself and by proxy mankind sound like we are the Great Race of Yith.

"I see, so you are a species of very powerful and well informed stalkers and nerds."

Yep, sounds like the Great Race... Sorry Lovecraft, but it's true.

"In a sense.", I say as I stand with my hands in my pockets.

I wasn't offended by being called a stalker, I know an attempt to get a rise out of me when I hear one. Not falling for it Mr. Discord.

"And yet, you have no idea why my magic does nothing to you?"

"We watch other universes, we don't go to them. I have a theory, but that's about it."

Discord looked over me before shrugging.

"Fair enough, you don't seem to be in pain, so I have no reason to stay here. However... I will be watching you... I just realized I don't know your name."

"Oh it's L*%@!)*^#$^>@?~."

Discord's eyes widened as he clamped his paws and talons over his ears. I immediately slapped my hand across my mouth as my eyes widened. What the hell was that.

"What the hay was that?"

Slowly, I removed my palm from my mouth.

"I... I think it's my name."

"It sounded like a hundred shards of red hot glass was shoved into my eardrums and decided to play pop goes the pony with my own eyes as drumsticks."

Morbid. Apparently my name was the pony equivalent of Black Speech. Obscured to whatever lexicon I was currently speaking. I needed to think of an alias. Something that wouldn't translate as hell speak from beyond the dimensions.

"Ummm... How about you just call me... Sketch..."

Well, no black speech. Good for me.

"Sketch?"

"Old nickname my friends gave me, I draw a lot."

Discord looked at me with curiosity before smiling. Something about that smile sent a shiver up my spine.

"Alright Sketch. I have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot more of each other. You may prove to be a nice little distraction somewhere down the line. I suggest you go that way.", he said while pointing behind him with his tail.

"There is a town there, once you arrive, well I'm sure you can come up with something. Arrivederci.", and with a snap he was gone.
For some reason, I felt like I was still being watched.

Okay, recap. I'm currently in what seems to be another universe, one corresponding to My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, I look like a live action character in the middle of a cartoon, my sweat is apparently a solvent and is toxic to the environment. Everything is made of ink or paint, magic does not work on me, and pain lasts only moment before disappearing.

This is drastically different laws of physics, in fact, how am I even able to exist at all. Is the air ink, if it is my lungs should be full of the stuff. Realistically it should be impossible for me to exist in this reality, and yet I do.

I admit, while I feel scared at all this, my curiosity is peaked and now I really want to know how this world works. At the moment, everything I know is suspect, I can't even be sure if gravity exists here. For all I know the ground is not apart of a planet but some expansive landmass that goes on forever and loops back in on itself. Alternate universes is where logic breaks down if they wanted to.

It's the multiverse, if it is possible, then it exists somewhere, if it is impossible, it is possible somewhere else and thus still exists. Logic be damned. Who's to say anything here has to subscribe to science as I understand it. It's a bit overwhelming to think about.

Regardless I saw the town of Ponyville ahead. My goal was if possible to get home. My best bet is to head to Twilight, what with her intelligence, combined with her direct connection to royalty. I stayed on the outskirts for now, I was not entirely sure of the layout of the town, and maybe something here would jog my memory. I could see the road that looked to be on the edge of Sweet Apple Acres, but that was my only real landmark.

"What the Hay!"

I blink and turned around to see... Have you ever seen graffiti that was really well made. Well, in front of me looked like a rectangular hole made of black ink. as the paint moved out, it looked like it was still wet, despite the dry appearance of the borders of the doorway itself. dots of black ink could be seen floating aimlessly around it, almost orbiting it. However what was interesting was what was beyond the doorway.
A lavender alicorn staring at me with wide eyes.

"Well... This is new."

Not my best introduction.

"Who the... What the... How the... Who the buck are you!"

"Very confused, hold on a minute."

I was never one for social conversation, the time it would take me to enter that portal or doorway or whatever it was would be time to think things through. Interestingly as I crossed the threshold, I got to see that the borders of this gate was completely two dimensional. in fact, if you were to look at it just right, you wouldn't see a doorway at all, maybe the floating dots on ink but not the doorway.

Once I fully passed through it, I watched as the world on the other side seemed to melt, like it was made of wet paint, and it leaked down the doorway, which was leaking itself. Slowly it fell to the floor as a puddle, where it started to shift it's color to match the floor so perfectly, it was impossible to tell where the remains of that gate even were.

It was disturbing to watch, and even more disturbing to think of how it could have gotten there. Did I somehow make it without even realizing. So far it looked like whatever effects I had on the world around me were corruptible, like my sweat and presumably other bodily fluids acting as an acid or a paint thinner or something. Almost as if parts of me just melted the world away.

This on the other hand, this was down right something else. A portal, nothing corruptible about it. Unless something happened on the other side, I made a mental note to check that spot later, see if it had any effect of the environment.

"I said who the buck are you!"

"Call me Sketch, I'm... A bit lost, and I was hoping you could help me."

Short sweet and to the point.

Apparently also confusing based on the look she was giving me. She did not say anything until she blinked her eyes rapidly and looked away. Tears visible in her eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine... It's just... I have a headache. Looking at you hurts my eyes."

Hmmm, I could see that. She was used to seeing a cartoon landscape in a cartoon world, a live action human would probably be something
she had never actually seen. Hell, I am literally of a higher dimension than her.

"Hurts your eyes? Would it help if I leave or remain out of sight."

The concern in my words were there, and she seemed to appreciate them, but she shook her head.

"No, I think I know what's going on.", she said as she shook her head.

"But first, what are you, why are you even here?"

"Well, I seem to be in an entirely different universe. I'm known as a Human, we're bipedal sapient beings from the planet Earth descended from apes. Our species is about... Oh 200,000 years old, though we've only had civilization as we know it for the past 6,000 years."
Twilight blinked as she processed that.

"That was specific."

"Figure I'd cover my bases."

"Cover your bases?"

"Human expression."

"Right, well. Still, I have to admit, I am excited to learn about you. I can honestly say I haven't seen anything like you in my life. Alternate universes are not very well understood, and ours seem so different that I think it would enlighten a lot of things we could benefit from... That is, if you don't mind.", she asked sheepishly.

Adorable.

"I'm an intellectual myself, I would be honored.", I said with a smile.

She squeed, yes defiantly a squee.

"Oh this is going to be so much fun, oh right sorry Mr. Sketch, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Twilight Sparkle. Oh I can't even think of where to start."

"How about the thing with your eyes hurting."

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I think I can explain that to.", she said with a smile as she moved to one of her book cases to grab a book off the shelf.

It was a book on geometry. I wondered if this had something to do with dimensions. Here from what I could see, ... I can't describe it. It looked like a Klein bottle, but that description seems wrong for whatever is really happening here. If that's confusing, it's because even I don't know how to explain it. I can't even begin to figure it out.

I mean I knew other universes might have vastly different laws of physics, but this seems impossible. It was like this universe simultaneously had more and less spacial dimensions than my own. How does that even happen?

"Do you feel like something is pushing against you from all directions?"

Actually now that she mentioned it...

"Yeah, I do. I didn't notice until you pointed it out."

I could feel as if space itself was trying to squeeze me into a single point while also trying to stretch me out to infinity. Now that I noticed it, I found it very hard to ignore it.

"It looks like you exist in four dimensions. I think that since you are a being whose dimensions are at odds with normal geometric principals, even the dimensions we do share."

"When you say dimensions?"

"Spacial Dimensions. What you consider height, length, breadth, and %F$E^*# may not be what we consider it."

I flinched at that fourth one, but it wasn't too bad. However.... from what I just heard, this universe had no edges, a Klein bottle with 4 spacial dimensions. So why does everything look like a damn cartoon where there is only has the illusion of depth.

"That... Is very difficult to visualize or comprehend. Height, width, and depth obviously exists here, but it's different? Plus this fourth spacial dimension doesn't exist where we come from. It reminds me of a Klein bottle, but not quite. What is going on?"

"Well S^C(*!A+%=X_E#'%$_M&@L)T?J:'<"}O{+*(^D^R&X_C@}!O%N) "

I clamped my hands over my ears. Twilight stopped, her own ears folding backwards.

"Are you Okay?"

"Good God... What the hell did you just say, it sounded like a million Klingon warriors were trying to sing death metal and gargle at the same time after they all tore out their own windpipes?"

"Just the mathematics of the four spacial dimensions of our universe."

"Yeah, don't... Don't do that, it came out like... I do not know how to describe it. When you gave a name to this fourth spacial dimension, I
heard nonsense, but when you used math to explain it, well it was the worst cacophony of noise I ever heard."

Twilight raised a brow.

"Hmm. Must be some kind of filter, I do not think we were meant to comprehend each others respective laws of physics, not mathematically anyway. I guess the simplest way to explain it is most, if not all creatures exist in three spacial dimensions, but we know for a fact a fourth spacial dimension exists, we just haven't seen anything like that beyond a few confirmed experiments where we were able to get an object to temporarily exist within fourth spacial dimension, but that was done artificially with magic. You are the first thing EVER to live in four spacial dimensions naturally."

"I exist in four dimensions, and the fourth dimension isn't time. Well, at least I don't have to experience my entire life all at the same time. Here is a question however, if you exist in three dimensions, why do you look like you exist in only two and the third dimension is an illusion?"

"Time is seen as the fifth dimension here actually, but to answer your question I think I can explain that. You say that in your universe there only existed three spacial dimensions, well, maybe you are incapable of perceiving four dimensions, so you see yourself in only three dimensions, while seeing the world with one less, when in actuality I'm in three spacial dimensions and you are in four."
Well, that does explain why everything still looks like a cartoon.

"Your universe must be very strange. Tell me something about it.", asked Twilight.

"Like what?"

Twilight shrugged with her wings. It was cute.

"Well, for us, while we know there are four spacial dimensions, they kind of break our current understanding of mathematics, is there anything like that in your universe.?"

"Well, Black Holes..."

"Black What?"

"...Well That's... Disappointing. Umm, a Black Hole is a region of space time where the gravitational forces are so strong, even light cannot escape from it."

"How would those even form?"

"Black Holes can be formed when a star collapses in on itself. Once all that mass is compressed to a certain point, well a singularity is formed. For a Black Hole there is something called the Event Horizon, it is the point in which gravity is so strong, nothing can escape the gravitational pull, even if you could move at infinite velocity you can't escape the pull, because at that point no matter what direction you go they all point down, in essence you will always be heading towards the singularity. Either way once you hit the singularity, our own mathematics breaks down."

"That doesn't sound like anything I've ever heard of. Our universes must be VERY different from each other. It's amazing you can even exist in this universe as you are, really you shouldn't exist here."

"That does raise an interesting point. Here is a question for you, if I'm incapable of existing in this universe, why do I currently exist in this universe."

Twilight tapped a hoof to her chin as she thought on that.

"I suppose... I think our universes fundamental laws are avoiding you. Space-time itself is bending around you. Like a river moving around a rock."

"Wouldn't that make me invisible? I mean if space and time is bending around me, so would light, and light is needed to see anything."

Twilight giggled at that.

"Had you asked me that a few years ago I would agree, but when we were able to have that rock bounce magic away from it, well it explains your visibility."

"Ummm. You might need to tell me how magic works, it doesn't exist where I came from."

"Wait WHAT! No magic, but then... Ok now I see why you think you should be invisible. Alright, allow me to explain."

Twilight stood up and began to pace around the room, like a teacher giving a lecture.

"Before you start...", I said causing her to stop. "...Try to explain it s simply as you can, we don't want a repeat of that... Black Speech."
Twilight looked at me curiously.

"Black Speech?"

"Well, While magic doesn't exist where I come from, the concept of it exists, and has been used within fiction. Black Speech was a language used in a story known as Lord of the Rings, spoken the villains. Regardless, Black Speech is a language that is cruel to the ears, indecipherable, and harsh. My real name causes the same thing."

"Your name? What is your name?"

"Ummm. Are you sure you want to hear it?"

"Yeah, I mean how bad could it be? When I was talking on mathematical principals, I didn't hear anything out of the ordinary."

"You know that is strange, when I say my name, even I hear it as Black Speech."

"Hmmm, that is interesting, but we're getting off track. Can you say your name now?"

"Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you. My name is L*%@!)*^#$^>@?~."

Damn that hurt to say, It wasn't a word. It wasn't even a proper sound. Just noise. Twilight's ears folded against her skull as her pupils shrunk to pinpricks. She started to breathe heavy. Even I found the sounds alien and wrong. Interestingly enough, it did not effect me quite as much as when she tried to explain this universes dimensions to me. I kept quiet as she looked at me with wide eyes.

"Yes I can see why you would want to avoid that.", said Twilight lowly.

We remained silent for a moment before Twilight cleared her throat.

"Well, enough of that, I was going to explain magic to you and why you are visible."

"Go right on ahead, I'm listening."

She smiled as she went back to her pacing.

"The thing is, if our physics is avoiding you, that means magic is as well. Magic is completely omnipresent and evenly distributed across the universe. Now normally it passes through everything, even solid objects, all without being slowed down. It has practical applications, for example mages use Telekinesis by using our own magic to increase the amount of ambient magic passing through an object to move it somewhere else within the magical field, and since the field is omnipresent, it can be moved anywhere so long as you can take the strain. In fact it's less moving it, so much as it is sliding it around the field, but I am getting ahead of myself."

"Anyway, at Celestia's School for gifted Unicorns we would often run experiments on fourth dimensional objects, and every time we were able to get an object to exist in four spacial dimensions, it looked... Well it looked like you, with the weird impossible angles and everything. The object would even had an immunity to magic, but that immunity is also what made the spell shift the object back down to normal three dimensional space."

"That still doesn't explain why I'm visible."

"Well, you are invisible, it's not you I am seeing, rather it is the magic bouncing off of you, just like how you can't really see anypony, just the light bouncing off of them, it's just that in your case, it's magic instead of light."

Twilight put a hoof to her chin.

"That could be why you now exist in four spacial dimensions even though you are used to three. I think that magic is avoiding you but it is doing so by actively pushing you into the fourth dimension."

That really did illustrate exactly how alien this universe was compared to me. Back home, everything she just said would be complete and utter nonsense, but then again, different world different laws... Vastly different laws, hell the laws seemed to contradict each other.
It was like someone saw the Corpse city of R'lyeh, Sigil from Planescape, and an M. C. Escher painting and decided that that was how physics should work. If I run into either Cthulhu, The Lady of Pain, or David Bowie, I'm done.

Still I think I understood this. I exist in 4-dimensions, but perceive it as three, I perceive the world around me as existing within two dimensions because I am a dimension higher and that is the best way for me to visualize it, and within the fourth dimension magic fails. Oh and the laws of physics in this universe are just as alien as it's spacial dimensions, only it straight up avoids me, which would make me invisible, but because of how magic acts when it avoids something, I'm visible. This was all very strange and difficult to comprehend.

"Weird.", was pretty much all I could say.

"You can say that again.", said Twilight with a raised brow.

"If that's the difference between our physics, who knows what else could be different between our universes.", I said as I lay back against the wall.

"Hmmm, I think we should compare notes. We can't seem to be able to use math to show how things work in our respective universes, so it might make things very difficult to comprehend, but we're going to have to use bare bones descriptions. Everything from physics to biology."

I think I have found someone to talk to. I am excited about this myself. Does that make me boring, I think I'm coming off as Boring. Who cares, I am excited now. However.

"I think, before we do that, I need to bring you up to speed on a few things. Now I really want to get back home if possible."

Twilight nodded.

"I'll try my best to see if I can help you do that.", she said with a smile.

I nodded and returned her smile with one of my own.

"Thank you, but I want to come clean first now when I met Discord..."

I gave her the same bullshit excuse I gave Discord, like I said, I have no intentions of destroying the ponies perception of their existence. I have seen people who experience an existential crisis, it is... Heartbreaking to see. Sure I could tell her the truth, but... I was not the biggest MLP fan out there, not by a long shot. I enjoyed it well enough, but the very last thing I want to do is destroy this place. There is a hint of innocence to everything around me, and from what I can tell, what you see on the show isn't too far from how it really works.

Of course, there were bound to be a few differences here and there. We discussed them. As we did I learned some rather... Interesting details of how life functions in this universe.

Have you ever wondered how new ponies are conceived and born. I know what you are thinking, what kind of question is that, it's the same as how anything is born. Tab A goes into slot B and BOOM! new baby.

Well, that's not quite correct. If you watch the show, you may notice that ponies don't actually have genitalia, in fact when Twilight first asked me how humans breed, she did not believe a word of what I said.

"I don't believe a word of what you said."

I smiled at the small purple alicorn and chuckled.

"It's true, human reproduction is just shooting genetic material into each other until a baby is conceived."

What? You feel like ruining the innocence of an adorable pony with a much more detailed description, I certainly don't.

"I'm finding this genetic system rather awkward.", said Twilight with a glare.

"It is awkward, very awkward. Which is why I don't do it, well that and it holds no appeal to me."

"Huh? What do you mean you don't do it?"

"I'm what is refereed to as an Asexual/Aromantic, essentially I have no desires to procreate or enter into any romantic relationship."

"That sounds... Very sad. You mean you don't want any special somepo..person."

I chuckled.

"Oh don't get me wrong, humans are social creatures, I have plenty of friends, I just don't find any appeal in looking for any significant other, I don't feel like I'm losing out on much. I have had romantic relationships in the past, many ending in the shooting of genetic material into each other. Afterwards, I failed to see the big deal in it all."

"Again with this genetic system of procreation. How does that even bucking work?"

"Well, how are new ponies conceived?"

"Love.", said Twilight like it was the simplest thing in the world.

I watched as she went to her book case and look around. You know, I have read a lot of human in Equestria fanfics, I never did quite understand why some people can't get that different universes are going to be different, like disbelieving that two Alicorns can move the sun and moon in a geocentric solar-system, or that Timberwolves are even a thing because how can a living being be created from dead sticks. Law of Averages, it has to happen somewhere, why not here? If she says ponies are born by love, I'm willing to accept that.

I watched as Twilight set the book on the table.

"Love between two ponies causes a shift in the magical field and results in a young foal to appear using both ponies as a sort of template. Only ponies truly in love can even hope to produce a foal. If what you say is true, accidental pregnancies would happen all the time for humanity."

"And they do. Why do you think there was seven billion of us when I was last there."

Twilight looked to me like I was crazy.

"That's horrible, so there are some human foals..."

"Children.", I corrected.

"...Children who are born to parents who do not love each other. How can that happen?"

"If it can exist it exists somewhere, if it can't exist... It still exists?"

"Now you are getting it. I myself was raised by my mom, no father. A few father figures, but no dad. I had a father, but I did not even know my real father until I was twelve years old", I said with a smile.

"And that doesn't bother you?"

"Not even a little, I still talk to him from time to time, it's not like I hate the guy."

"...Wait, there are some pon... People where you come from who hate their parents?"

"Yep, in fact my brothers... Well Half brothers hated their own father, to be honest so did I. He was... Less than kind to my mother. I don't want to get into details. He treated my brothers like dirt and was a dirty rotten bastard."

"Bastard?"

"A dickhead."

"Dickhead?"

"A Jackass."

"Your brothers father was a donkey?"

"It means jerk, They all mean Jerk. We have a lot of words for jerks, so many that jerks could be categorized."

"Oh, you use some strange words sometimes."

"The English lexicon is like that, it's the gumbo of languages, a little of this, a little of that, you get the idea."

"English?"

"It's what we're speaking, coincidentally your language matches it almost word for word... Almost."

"Ok I get it, but... Still the idea of... Children hating their parents and parents hating their children is... Wrong."

"Where I come from, if babies were born by love alone a lot of people wouldn't exist, me included."

Twilight's eyes widened as she looked to me.

"Wha.."

"I was the product of LSD and the song 'I need Love.' by LL Cool J. I wish I was making that up."

"I understood very little of any of that... But it still sounds horrible.", said Twilight.

I shrug.

"That's just the way things are. From a purely academic standpoint, where I come from, Love is just a series of chemical reactions in the brain that compel animals to mate. What is love here?"

"It's difficult to describe. Cadence described it as an all encompassing force of nature. That's a good description, but it's more like a form of magic that can be used to create life."

"You see, I can accept that, different universes after all, but back home that doesn't make any sense at all."

"It makes sense here.", said Twilight with a smile.

"Touché."

It remained quiet for a long time after that.

"So, you reproduce by love huh?"

Twilight smiled.

"All species here does. Why do you think Changelings are so numerous."

"...That makes a frightening amount of sense. And has interesting implications. Here's a question for you, if love produces foals, what's the point of having two genders?"

Twilight blinked.

"What does reproduction have to do with gender?"

"... Remind me never to tell you about human reproduction ever again.", I said Blankly.

"Ummm, why?"

"Trust me."

"Alright... So what else do you want to talk about?"

Crisis averted. No eldritch knowledge for you today... Well Eldritch from your perspective.

"I think it's about time we get to writing down those notes."

Twilight smiled.

A flash of light was followed by the appearance of a tall toned figure, wearing a red long trench coat with a sword on his back. The Figure looked around and smiled a toothy smile. He observed the familiar forest, and looked at his blade to his side. He smirked as he cracked his
neck.

"It bucking worked.", he said excitedly.

His thoughts were interrupted by a growl, and he turned to see a familiar sight behind him. A large winged lion, with a toxic scorpions tail.

"Oh, this is going to be fun.", he said as he cracked his knuckles and unsheathed his sword.

"Alright, I have paper, quills, and inkwells."

"It's okay, I have a pen, I just need some-PINK! HOLY HELL SO MUCH PINK!", I screamed as I fell to the ground in a panic.

Suddenly and rather unexpectedly I had a pink blob cover my field of vision. Took a moment to realize what was going on. There was a very familiar pink pony in front of me, smiling, not a normal smile either, but a smile that said 'I will make you my friend if it kills you.' You know, it looks funny on the show, absolutely terrifying in person.

"Hi!"

"Uhhhhhh!"

"I'm Pinkie Pie, who are you?"

"Uhhhhhhhhh!

"Uhhhhhhhhh! What kind of name is Uhhhhhhhhh! oh Are you an alien?"

"...Yes?", I'm not sure why that came out as a question.

"Well Uhhhhhhhhh! I'm going to ask you a few very important Questions."

"My name is Sketch."

"What, you have two names?", she asked surprised.

"Nope."

Short and simple. I didn't want anything I say to go in one ear out the other, and with Pinkie that is a good possibility.

"Okie Dokie Loki! Why do you look like %#J"*D!$@T crossed over with %$^H&#(@ After eating outer space made of $#*@Q)*^@*# Then playing hop scotch with..."

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! She was still going. My hands clamp to my ears again, though Pinkie didn't seem to notice.

You know what...Fuck it.

"L*%@!)*^#$^>@?~."

Pinkie stopped as her eyes widened and she froze on the spot. Her ears had pressed tightly against her head, Twilight's as well. Good to know my name can get even her attention. I was about to say something when Twilight spoke.

"Umm Pinkie.", came a meek voice from Twilight.

She turned her gaze over to the Purple alicorn.

"He's not of our universe, certain concepts... Hurt his ears. Just like his name just hurt our ears."

"Oh sorry Sketch...", said Pinkie with a smile as she turned back to Twilight.

"...Also...What?"

She just blinked.

"Well, when you said... Well anything involving higher dimensional concepts, it translated as something else... Actually How do you even know about that, most of those are new to the field, I don't think any papers have even been published yet."

"Oh, It's how I get around."

Well, that was nice to know.

"Wait, WHAT?", said Twilight as she stared at her friend.

"Yeppers."

Note to self, check for possible wormholes when Pinkie is around. I was about to speak, when I saw something very... Interesting.

There was a thin black line, just floating in mid air, No one else seemed to notice it quite yet.

"Ummm, Twilight."

The Alicorn turned to me, I was pointing at the line.

"What is that?"

She blinked as he eyes turned to the line, her eyebrows rose a few inches. I took a step forward, only to hear my foot hit something. I looked down to see my ink pen on the ground.

Realization crossed my face. Reaching down, I lifted the pen and examined it. I looked back to the small floating like, before putting the pen tip to it, and moved it. A trail of ink following. When I stepped back, the pen stopped drawing.

"What the fuck!"

I stared at the floating squiggle confused as I reached out to tough it, it moved but remained floating. Twilight was observing it as her horn glowed brightly.

"Near as I can tell, it has the same magical immunity as you do. I can't get a proper read on it."

"That's weird, cool, but weird.", said Pinkie helpfully.

I remained silent as I observed the ink pen in my hand. I rolled it between my fingers for a moment before pocketing it.

"I have read enough stories to know something like this is not meant to be taken lightly."

Hell, I've read The Art of Jacob Emory, it is a good creepypasta, but I defiantly did not want something like that to happen.

"We'll test the pen later under better circumstances, right now I think we should just get to those notes of our respective universes.", I said calmly.

Twilight looked away from the strange squiggle. Her observations interrupted as she smiled.

"Hey what's this?", asked Pinkie.

I looked over to see... A white spot where my hands had been.

"I had completely forgotten about that."

Twilight looked at the white spot with a confused gaze.

"It looks like the colors were bleached off.", she said as she took a closer look.

Then she gasped.

"It, no it goes much deeper than that, it looks like the table itself was melting."

Her gaze fell on me with wide eyes. I placed my hands in my pocket.

"I forgot about that, I noticed it before I met Discord, I think my sweat works as a solvent."

"A very powerful solvent. This, might change a few things."

"How so?"

She looked around for a moment before turning to Pinkie.

"Pinkie, I need you to go to Rarity's, Spike is there right now. I need him here ASAP. I need to inform the Princesses."

Pinkie saluted before taking off like the Roadrunner in a Loony Tunes episode.

"That was fast.", I commented.

"That's just Pinkie.", Twilight corrected.

Well can't argue against that logic.

"So, why the princesses?", I asked with a curious gaze.

"If your sweat does that...", she said as she pointed to the table with her wing. "Then I don't want to know how other parts of you might effect anything else."

"Alright, I can accept that, but... Look I just want to go home."

Twilight bit her lower lip as she looked away. Then she took a deep breath.

"That really isn't up to me, whatever the princess says needs to be done, I'll do it. I'll try and get her to help you out, but all I can do is try."

I smiled at that. I think I knew Celestia enough to know she would help me out however she could. I was confidant Twilight's worries were just exaggeration. Everything should turn out just fine.

"I think she'll agree to help send me home."

"If you weren't immune to magic, I could do it right now."

"Really?"

She smiled and gave me a nod.

"Yeah, I think so. It's just a matter of sending you to the right universe, normally everyone has a 'signal' unique to their own universe, or at least that is the theory. Assuming we could figure out your signal, I could send you back, but..."

"Let me guess, magic is needed to find out what that signal is."

"That depends on if the theory is right. If it is, then attuning that signal to find the one that matches yours wouldn't be too difficult, but it would be dangerous."

"Well, we'll just take everything one step at a time.", I said as I put the thought out of my mind, for now at least, but it was something to ponder later.

The Manticore lay dead at the feet of the figure who looked at the corpse with confusion on his face. He frowned at just how fake and cartoony it's insides looked. Like it was made of ham. No ribs, no organs, no anything, just red meat all the way through. He decided to push it out of his mind.

He shrugged before flicking the blood off his sword and turning around to get a better view of his surroundings. He knew what direction he needed to travel, and after sheeting his sword, he began his slow journey to his destination.

"Wait till they get a load of me.", he said as he took the first step, his coat billowing in a nonexistent wind.

"So wait, you have no idea how you made that portal?"

I shrugged.

"None what so ever. I think it's these physical laws conflicting with each other."

Twilight nodded.

"Well, it's possible, but... I think we should go and look where you had the other side of that portal, make sure there aren't any negative effects."

"I'm all for that, maybe after you can send your letter."

Twilight smiled as she shook her wings.

"No, I think the sooner we find out the better. It shouldn't take long, just going to see if there are any effects. If there are the princess will need to know about it."

I sighed.

"If you say so, but I don't think I want to be seen by any ponies quite yet. My visage is rather... Eldritch from your perspective."

Twilight giggled.

"I understand, we'll just go there, preform an examination, then come back whats the worst that could happen?"

Oh God please tell me she did not just say that.

Well, this sucks. I am currently wearing a blanket over myself as Twilight carries a small wagon behind her. If I wasn't so unhealthily skinny there was no way I would fit in this thing. That said, I learned I am a lot more flexible than I thought. Good to know.

"Where was it again?", whispered Twilight.

"The fence around Sweet Apple Acres, it was just on the edge of the Everfree and near a dirt road,"

"I know where that is, once we get there I'll let you out to show me exactly where the portal appeared."

"Can do.", I said as I did my best not to shift to reveal myself.

It was my idea to remain hidden, not Twilight's, so I had to actually do it, but it was a lot harder to remain perfectly still than I thought it should be. So long as I didn't sweat I should be okay. Good thing Twilight charmed this blanket to keep me cool to prevent just that.

Regardless, it took a while to get there, and by the time I was given the okay to come out, I felt like I hadn't moved in days. My joints popped as I threw the blanket off me and stretched my arms.

Twilight's ears folded back.

"Sorry about that."

"No, it's okay, just... Well I never really liked that sound."

"Really, I love the sound of popping joints. A lot.", I said as I stood up to stretch my legs.

Twilight rolled her eyes but looked around to try to get a baring on the current location.

"So where did the portal open?", she asked me while looking around the area.

I was able to see the edge of the Everfree, even able to find the tree I hid behind. I smiled as I pointed at it.

"That's it right there."

She undid herself from the wagon as we moved briskly towards the tree. I have to say, despite everything looking like a cartoon, this was much nicer than the drear appearance of the Everfree. I tried to take in a breath, but it didn't feel like anything actually went into my lungs.
That was a bit disappointing, but I suppose it makes sense, If I did that I would probably just end up with a lungful of ink, which sounds very unpleasant.

Regardless we arrived at our destination and looked around. There was some drops f ink n the ground, but not much. Twilight's horn started to glow as she examined it.

"Hmmm, I'm not detecting anything dangerous, and the black... Ink seems to be just that, ink. Not like whatever you made with your pen."
I shrugged.

"Well, that's a relief, I was worried something bad would happen here."

"I do have to wonder where the ink came from, but... I don't think the princesses need to worry about this. Looks like only your sweat is dangerous... For now anyway."

Good for me.

"Think we should head back?", I asked somewhat reluctantly, I was in no hurry to return to the wagon.

"Yeah I... Ummm Sketch, who is that?

I blinked as I looked to the forest to see... The last thing I ever expected to see. I was floored, mind drawing a blank at what was slowly coming out of the forest. As it came closer, I noticed that it didn't look... right.

It was a...human, but... Something was off. He looked nothing like me. Don't get me wrong, he looked like a human, but he wasn't... Live action, hell he wasn't even a flat animation like any of the ponies. He had a defiant art style to him. It reminded me of the movie version of A Scanner Darkly. He had the same rotoscope style of animation as the characters in that movie. It was weird to see among the cartoon world,
and even weirder when I put my hand in front of me to compare.

I blinked a few times as I lowered my arm. That was not fun to look at.

Here is a question for you, why the hell does this guy have a damn sword. Also why is he wearing a trench coat. He looked like he was trying hard to be really fucking edgy. You know, Keanu Reeves was in it's A Scanner Darkly, and this guy looked like he stepped out of the damn Matrix. Even had the shades.

Hair looked like shit, like he put hairspray in it after waking up to have that bedhead look to it. It was like he tried to look like he wasn't trying at all while putting actual effort into it. Maybe that was just do to the animation style he had.

His coat looked like it had crude armor sewn onto it, but only on his back and right shoulder. You know, that had always bothered me, why would you only armor one shoulder.

This guy was looking right at me. Glaring like I killed his puppy.

"I am Anonymous. Who the hell are you?"

"Sketch."

"What kind of name is Sketch?"

I narrowed my eyes, not to glare at him. It was more like a non-verbal 'are you serious' look.

"What kind of name is Anonymous."

At least I had an excuse, I literally couldn't say my own damn name.

"CAN SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN WHAT THE BUCK IS GOING ON HERE?", screamed Twilight.

I second that.

The guy turned his eyes to twilight and smiled... Ok that smile had 'I'm going to touch you in your special place' written all over it. It creeped me right the fuck out.

"Twily, you are so much more beautiful in person."

My eyes widened at that as I looked over to the Alicorn, who was giving the walking Gary Stu looking dude the exact same look.

"...Wha?"

"I came here for you, to proclaim my love for you, and all of your beautiful friends."

Twilight took a step back.

Was this guy for real, I think he was for real.

"Wha... But... I DON'T EVEN KNOW YOU."

He seemed to stumble a bit, but that smile quickly returned.

"Doesn't matter, I have said what needs to be said. I am willing to wait for you Twilight, all of you."

OK enough of this.

"Obvious Alias, can I call you Obvious Alias?"

And back to the glaring.

"Look dude, I don't know how to tell you this, but you are coming across as super creepy. Like really creepy."

"I don't care what you think, you shouldn't even be here.", he said as he drew his sword.

"I have waited for a very long time for this, and you are not going to mess this up for me.", he said as he pointed his sword at me.

OK I have read a lot of fan fiction, and I think I get what's going on here. Now I do not believe in judging people, everyone has their own vices.I say let your freak flag fly. Hell, I'm a nerd with a deep love of horror, sci-fi, and fantasy who plays tabletop and video games. I read comics and watch cartoons without shame. I even collect action figures. I have a detailed knowledge of pop culture. I am a nerd and proud of it.

That said, this guy was taking that saying to far.

"Mess what up exactly?", I ask as calmly as I could, truth be told, I was as far from calm as you could be.

"Like I have to tell you.", he said as he looked over to Twilight.

Hmmm. I think I see the issue, whats more I think I can fix this.

"Anonymous, why do you want to date Twilight here?"

He blinked at that and lowered his sword. He opened his mouth, but said nothing.

I knew that if this guy started to swing his sword, I would end up dead, mostly dead if I was lucky, but I was no Dread Pirate Roberts. I needed to find some other way to get this guy to chill.

"Well, she is amazing. Hay, all the mane 6 are amazing and beautiful."

Hmmm, that is a bit shallow. I think I can use that.

"Ponies don't have genitals."

That through him through a loop. He blinked quite a lot as he looked closely to Twilight. She shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. Sorry Twilight, I need to see something. What I never claimed to be tactful.

He examined her for a minute, before his eyes widened. His sword dropped to the ground as he took a step back. Looks like I was right. This was not a brony, this was a guy who literally wanted to, as Bill Clinton would put it 'engage in sexual relations with that mare.' You know, I
never really did get that mindset. But hey, it's none of my business.

"But... How... No, no this isn't... THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!"

"Anonymous.", I said as he looked to me.

"You are in another universe, biology as you understand it is null against any possible alien life forms within our OWN universe..." I said, though I wasn't quite sure he was from the same universe as I. "... Why would another universe have anything even closely related to biology as you understand it, the very forces that hold this universe together are different."

"But..."

"Wait....", said Twilight.

We both turned to her.

"You told me about how your species reproduces, did he..."

"Yep, I think he did."

"...With...ME?"

I nodded, and Twilight took a step back from Anon.

"Keep your genetic material spray thingy to yourself!", she said somewhat loudly.

HA! That was actually kind of funny.

I watched Anon as he turned from Twilight to me. Slowly his face twisted into a scowl of rage.

"YOU! This is all your fault."

I'm sorry what?

I could only blink.

"Do I look like a God, I didn't make this universe."

"Shut UP! You are worse than Flash Sentry."

Who?

"Who?", I questioned.

Twilight looked equally as confused. That actually made him pause, and smile like it was Christmas.

"Equestria Girls didn't happen here? Sweet!"

Oh yeah, that was a thing. Never saw it.

"Well now that you have calmed down..."

And the anger was back. Probably shouldn't have said anything. Anonymous reached down and picked up his sword. He twirled it in his hands like he was a Jedi or something, spinning it in a few admittedly cool ways before holding it off to the side.

"Sketch, today... You die."

OK, so psycho. Great just what I need to deal with... HOLY SHIT THAT IS ACTUALLY KIND OF AWESOME.

Anon leapt up in the air, destroying the ground he had been standing on. He took off like Superman, but he wasn't flying, just jumping. He raised his sword high over his head and was coming back down.

You know as awesome as that was, he just leapt over ten meters in the air. Not very practical, I had plenty of time to just walk out of the way and avoid being sliced in half. When he landed it caused a small crater as he stood up straight and looked to me, he looked shocked, but... Really that trick wouldn't work on your average Storm Trooper, and those guys were the standard canon fodder.

He threw his sword at me. I yelped as I hit the dirt and watched it fly over me and impale itself into the ground a good distance behind me. What moron throws their sword anyway.

He raised his fists as he charged me full on and... OK, this was just pathetic.

I got out of the way and he tripped as he overextended his punch. He fell to the ground, but quickly got back up and reached for his sword which... Okay, I know for a fact that that sword was not impaled into the ground right there. In fact, it should have been at least a few meters further back if I remember correctly.

What the actual hell.

"I'LL KILL YOU!", he screamed as he took the sword out the ground and charge me again. Luckily he was quickly stopped when he ran face first into a purple ethereal wall. Said wall wrapped around him and he floated upwards.

"OK, enough of that.", said Twilight as she walked closer to Anonymous.

Huh, apparently magic actually works on him.

"What the Buck is your problem. You are behaving like a foal."

He struggled in her telekinetic grasp, before... Did.. Did he just shatter magic. How the hell do you shatter magic. Based on what Twilight told me, magic does NOT work like that.

"You, you are protecting him... But I thought."

You can think?

He shook his head. I had to look back to Twilight who was staring at Anon with a stunned speechless expression. She took a step back. Anonymous took one forward.

"Why, what does he have that I don't?"

Was he crying blood... Yep that's blood.

"What, I only met him today? We are not dating."

"Yeah, and I have no desire to date ever.", I pointed out.

He snarled as he looked to me. I watched with wide eyes as his eyes began to glow with a fey light and his coat flapped around in a breeze that was not even there.

"I TRIED FOR SO LONG TO GET HERE, I DID EVERYTHING THAT DAMN RITUAL ASKED OF ME! I... I EVEN MADE THE...The sacrifice..."

Sacrifice... Oh god don't tell me.

"She was my sister, she...", blood flowed from his eyes like a river.

I on the other hand was starting to panic. This guy, he KILLED his sister. What kind of psychopathic bastard man child is this guy. I mean, I frequent Fimfiction a lot, I know that there are a lot of people who like ponies a lot more than the creators intended, but what this guy was saying was monstrous.

"You... you sacrificed your own sister?", said Twilight with a low, terrified voice.

She was shivering, eyes wide as she looked at this... This monster before her. I... I couldn't think of anything to say. Twilight however, she was all but dead to the world. Frozen in terror. She could barely comprehend kids hating their parents, I don't think comprehending family killing each other is something she is capable of fully understanding.

I have two brothers, I love them VERY much. The thought of killing them for ANY reason... It made me sick.

"I... I Had to, I did it for you, I did it all for you, I..."

That's it.

While Emo McFucker-nugget was crying his bloody tears I reached into my pocket and pulled out my pen. I have no idea if this is going to work, but there is something VERY wrong with this guy. He just told Twilight, an INNOCENT, that someone is dead, BECAUSE HE WANTED TO MEET HER! Not only that, the person he killed WAS HIS OWN FLESH AND BLOOD.

I live in Louisiana, and say what you will about the south, but we take family seriously down there.

I was always a decent artist, usually though my artwork featured the macabre, eldritch, and alien. I was practically raised on Lovecraft after all. However, I also was decent with super heroes and various monsters.

I pressed the tip of the pen to what to my eyes looked like a two dimensional surface. It wasn't, but physics here was messed up as it is. I drew a straight line, at least I tried to make it straight. After a while I had a rough cylinder before me as I worked on the next part.

Anonymous was attempting to justify his actions, but I was not going to listen to someone try and justify murder. I calmly continued my drawing. I did not have time to shade it in, but that wasn't important right now.

You see, I very rarely get angry, but when I do, shit gets done. I remember in high school, one guy in agriculture class would always fuck with me. We were outside. I knew I couldn't hold my own in a fight with him, but I was always told that no matter what, you never let anyone bully you.

One day the teacher was gone, we were outside and the guy said something. I can't recall what it was exactly, but it pissed me off. I got calm, and I started to think. Like I said, I knew I couldn't take the guy in a fist fight, my arms are like sticks. So I made a calculated move.

I grabbed a rake and chased the fucker away. I was in my right mind at the time, but I did not want anyone else to know I was. The guy ran and I threw the rake at him not to long before the teacher returned. No one said anything to the teachers, but word spread.

My plan worked, much better than anticipated. I was not bullied from that point onward in my life, I had a reputation as a crazy bastard, and that was just the way I liked it.

I was almost finished with my creation. When Anon looked back to me.

Shit!

"What the hell. Oh I get it. That is why you call yourself Sketch, whatever it is you are drawing won't save you. You are dead."

I hurried to try and finish it only for Anon to make it to me faster than he really should have been able to. I rolled to the side as a blast of purple magic pushed him out of the way. He didn't seem to notice, even though it did successfully move him. I think he was in too much of a rage to do anything. Regardless I took off towards the fence of the Apple Orchard.

"TWILIGHT, I'M GOING TO TRY AN LOSE HIM, GO GET HELP!", I screamed as I took off into the Orchard.

I looked to my creation, it wasn't finished yet, but it was getting there. Unfortunately some of the lines appeared to be smudged. Some of it even fell away to become inert ink. Still it was mostly in one piece.

I was drawn from my thoughts when I heard a strange sound, and turned to see Anon rip a whole apple tree from the ground without even struggling and toss it at me with one hand. Like before, he was aiming for where I was, rather than where I would be. Thank god this guy is an idiot, if someone competent had that kind of power I think I would be fucked.

The tree hit the ground hard as Anon did another one of his superman jumps, only this time he was holding two trees in his hand that he tossed at me.

I took a sharp turn and ran off to the side. Apparently for some reason he expected me to run in a straight line because when he landed he looked at me shocked. Seriously, what the hell was so shocking about changing direction.

I watched him reach for his sword... Wait, didn't he already have it out. What is with this guy and being inconsistent.

Whatever, he grabbed his sword and charged at me in that stereotypical anime fashion, you know the one, where you bend you body forward at the waist while your arms fly behind you. It looked super dumb in person, even if he did have that rotoscope style to him.

For some reason, that stupid pose made him run faster, a lot faster. I moved as fast as I could, only to stop when I saw something appear before me. A purple shimmer in the air. Looks like either Twilight was back, or she never left and followed us.

I made it past the purple shimmer, and turned around to see Anon crash into it. Like a spring it tossed him into the air where a sphere
wrapped around him, and a sphere wrapped around that sphere, and so on and so on until roughly a dozen spheres covered Anon.

"Twilight... Why?", he said, sounding actually hurt.

Maybe it's because you're a damn winy little bitch who KILLED HIS SISTER.

He struggled against the barrier casing each one to pop. Twilight looked over to me.

"Whatever it is you are making, do it fast, I can't hold him much loner."

I concentrated on my drawing, it looked a bit more crude than I intended, but it would serve my purpose, assuming it would actually work.
I picked it up out of the air and tested it in my hand. Without shading, my hand would pass right through it, but so long as I was in contact with the outlines, I could use it.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I present a rough sketch of the Smith & Wesson Model 29 .44 Magnum. The same gun used by my favorite Clint Eastwood character Dirty Harry Callahan. I suppose I could have went with the .357 Magnum or the .44 Auto-mag, but I like the classics.

I was rather surprised that the cylinder could actually revolve and even had bullets in it. It looked like it would work.

Good thing to, because Anon had just landed hard on the ground, somehow on his feet.

I took the proper stance to prevent any injury to my wrist, and aimed just at the Bastards feet and pulled the hammer back. Then I pulled the trigger.

Damn that was louder than it really should be.

The rambling emo quietly shut the fuck up as he looked to me with shock in his eyes.

"Never bring a sword to a gunfight, now DROP IT!"

And like the little bitch he was he dropped it. I was tempted to shoot him in his face, but... I'm no killer. I looked over to Twilight, she looked a little bit better now. Good, but I think I'll have to talk to her about this later. Right now I had someone to deal with.

Anon looked about ready to shit himself. He was on his side, eyes closed with his hands raised to surrender, all while doing his damnedest to be anywhere other than where I was pointing.

"Hold still."

He froze, all while those blood tears fell down his cheek.

"Oh GOD! Please don't shoot me. I'm sorry, I...I didn't want to do It, I... I just wanted to come to Equestira.", he said while bawling.

I... Well as much as I despised him, I still lower my pistol.

"Why the hell would you want to come here, you have a life back home."

"My life sucked, I... I don't have anything to live for back there."

"Do you have friends, family, people who care about you. Then you have something to live for.", I said not even trying to hide the rage in my voice.

"They didn't care about me.", he said as he rubbed his eyes and moved to stand, leaving his sword discarded on the ground.

"Why do you say that?"

He didn't say anything. He only cried.

"That's what I thought. You're a sick bastard, you killed your own sister to live out an egocentric power fantasy. You don't love any of these ponies, you don't even know what love is. A person who knows what love is doesn't kill their own family."

He started crying again. I looked over to Twilight, who was looking right at me before looking to Anonymous. She took a calming breath, but she was sill shaking. Being told someone is dead because someone you never met wanted to meet you can't be good for her. I frowned as I looked back to Anon.

"What should we do with him?", I asked.

Twilight frowned.

"I'm not sure, Magic kind of works on him. Unlike you. Maybe we can send him home."

"Then send him away to another universe. Doesn't matter which."

Twilight looked at me with shock.

"But, but that could... could kill him."

"He wanted a fresh start, just send him away. I don't care if it's his own personal paradise or hell, I just know he doesn't belong here."

Twilight looked at me for a long moment as I turned back to Anon, who was looking up at us. Eyes wide as I caught the sight of a faint glow in the corner of my eyes.

"No wait..."

And like that he vanished. No flash of light, no wormhole, no slow fade, just one moment he was there, the next he wasn't. I took a deep breath, and fell onto my knees as I dry heaved. There was no food in my stomach to come out, but I could feel the acids trying to escape. I made a face as I swallowed. I saw what my sweat did to this world, I did not want to see what acid would do.

Once I got my breathing under control I felt something on my back. I looked over to see Twilight looking at me with concern.

"Are you alright?"

I nodded, I didn't trust myself to speak. After a while I was able to calm myself.

"Where did you send him?"

"I don't know... To be honest, I don't want to know.", she said shaking.

I... Couldn't think of anything to say, so I just reached out and put my arm around her neck. She leaned against me as she stared to cry.
It was at that moment, reality came crashing down on me. I didn't react to it, not while Twilight was like this. I don't know if I am ever going to get home, I don't know if I will have to stay here for the rest of my life, I don't even know why my mere presence is going to do to this universe, and I felt fear... True omnipresent fear at that thought. But I could handle it for now.

I burred it deep down inside, I could vent or talk to someone about it later, right now, someone needed my help, I only knew her for a day, but she's a friend, and at the best and worst of times, friends help each other.

Anon Awoke to find himself in a strange library. He blinked a few times as his vision began to slowly come to. He looked around only to see a somewhat familiar face looking at him.

"Hey there, my name is Dusk, Who are you?"

Anon blinked at the purple male pony as he stood.

"Umm, Anon, you can call me anon. Dusk right, where am I exactly?"

"Oh, you are in Equestria, I'm Sol Invicus personal student."

"Sol Invictus?"

"The Prince of Equestria."

Anon blinked at that, it looked like he was in some version of Equestria where the genders were flipped around. Well, at least that human wasn't here.

"What, no princess?", he asked in jest.

Dusk rose a brow at Anon.

"Whats a princess?"

Anon blinked at that. He looked to the male version of Twilight with confusion.

"Umm, a female prince?", he said confused.

Dusk blinked.

"Whats a female?"

Author's Note

No this is not, and will never be a romance story in any way, shape, or form. No pairing because, well I don't care for it. This is mostly a Deconstruction of Humans in Equestria stories by making all humans who appear borderline Eldritch Abominations in some way or another. You saw two examples, and If I get more ideas, you may see even more.

Also, no offense is intended by the character of Anonymous, he is the a mentally imbalanced Gary Stu taken to it's logical extreme. He's less poking fun at any who find ponies attractive, and more at characters who are misanthropic to the extreme.