Recently, about 2 weeks ago, Jack had been sucked from his apartment in Fleetwood, or as he liked to call it, 'Hellhole' ...At least it was cheap to live in.
Then, he was deposited in Ponyville, which at first the ponies living there had been scared of him, some even trying to kill him with a load of reasons and tools to do so.

After a week and a few days, he had managed to get a house and a nice amount of furniture etc.
Roughly he had been living in this house for about 4 days. And it was a nice house, way better than his apartment. He hardly had to pay anything either.

4 days later on a nice summers day, Jack was inside.
It was a nice day but he didn't trust that toothpaste unicorn called 'Lyra'. Last time he went out and nodded off he almost got his hands chewed off, his legs stolen and also raped. It wasn't a pleasant experience, and he had a nightmare the day after it happened. Luckily Luna intervened and the nightmare was quickly sorted out.

Jack was in his room, alone, in his house in Ponyville. It was a medieval thatch-work house with a touch of modern to
it. He had mainly just acquaintances. Not many friends. It was similar to his life in Fleetwood. He didn't have any friends nor acquaintances nor did he like his job.

Here, it was worse, job-wise. No one would hire him, and he was a little broke. He wasn't completely broke and could probably afford to buy a hot meal each day. It was better than his life again in Fleetwood, where he had troubles getting food, as he was being paid minimum wage. Just like there, here he had trouble finding any other job, and here, he couldn't even find a job that would actually hire him.

Right now he had no visitors, and he was utterly alone. He fiddled with his fingers, playing a little with them, then he heard something. He quirked his ears a little and heard it again, then another sound. He heard a knock on the door, then something going through the letterbox.

He wondered what that was. So he decided to investigate it.
"Well, there's only one way to find out! ...By going there, you idiot," He said, half excited, half bored.
He twiddled his fingers a little before deciding to do something about it.

He slowly got up from his bed, the cushions blue and white plaid, the white standing out more than the blue. Rarity, who was just an acquaintance of his, had made the pillows and the quilt, and most of his clothing. The quilt was a similar plaid style, except instead of blue and white with an outstanding amount of white, it was the other way around.
Blue and white with an outstanding amount of blue, instead of white. He looked at the carpet briefly, which was a dark brown, then at the walls, admiring the wallpaper, which was blue with yellow cartoony flowers. The yellow painted on to the wallpaper flowers had smiles on their faces and beady black eyes. He finally went out of his room, but not before looking at the ceiling of the house. It was a plain white swirly ceiling. He went down the red stairs, sliding down the wooden mahogany banister, and eventually got to the door, he
picked up the letter and opened the door and called 'Hello?'

No one, err... pony paid him any mind. Not even a batting of an eye. Not even a wave. He shrugged and closed the door and opened the letter. Then he read the contents.
They were shocking. VERY shocking. They were more shocking than a shock on shocks Tuesday.

"Dear Jack

I have found your musical talent from what you humans call the 'Internet'. I find it very stunning.
Therefore I have set up a meeting, at my castle in Canterlot.

I am interested in your musical talent and would like you on my side to make me music, which will include
EPs, albums and singles.
I will tell you further details when you get here.

The meeting starts at 9:30, a carriage will pick you up at 8:30, but you will need to be ready at 8:00,
The journey should take roughly an hour.

Yours Sincerely
Princess Celestia

PS: This meeting is mandatory."

Jack slowly tried to process what he just read. It wasn't easy, then he yelled in surprise, not getting much attention at all from his yelling "Princess Celestia wrote me a letter?! ...Gee, I didn't expect she of all people- err.. ponies would send me a letter. She's a princess for *yay*ks sake!" He sighed and put the letter on the table in the porch, which was made of mahogany, like most of the wood in the house.

He looked briefly at the wallpaper of the porch, which was a simple blue background along with white clouds decorating and dotting the wallpapers background. He then looked at the floor briefly again, which unlike his bedrooms floor was not a brown carpet. It was a mahogany checkered floor, with rugs decorating it. He looked out of the window to see if anyone... err... pony was spying on him. No one was. He sighed in relief.

Jack then said to himself, more quietly "I'll read it again later."

He went to take a nap in his bed, going up the red stairs, sliding this time up the banister, defying gravity as a whole.
He discerned it to 'magic'. Once he got in his room, he closed the blinds and then he went into bed and slowly nodded off, as he lied on the white sheets, lying face-up, back on the bed, his face covered by the blanket. It helped that he didn't drink coffee before going to bed, as that would've probably kept him up. Then there was the fact he was a little tired anyways, so it would be easy. Once he finally fell asleep, he dreamt of Pink Fluffy Unicorns, Dancing On Rainbows. In total, he took around 40 minutes to fall asleep.

Author's Note

Okay, here are some disclaimers for ya.

I own Jack, and he is no way a self insert of me, or another person. I do not own MLP, that belongs to Hasbro.
I have not been writing for sometime and now I am hopefully back for good. Atleast for the meantime anyway.

Attempted comedy attempted in some parts of this first chapter.