Adventures in Equestria: My Perspective

(October 4, 2013)

There I was, getting on the bus, ready to do my job. This game was important for this team, where winning this game would mean a spot in the state playoffs.

This was also the first time I would go to an away game for varsity. If you don’t know, I’m a manager for the football and basketball teams, this being my second year on the job. So I’m a sophmore in high school.

Overall, that fall was one of the best I’ve ever had.

But what helped started out to make this year great was during the late summer of 2013, I have recently starting watching the show, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I’ve established a long relationship with the show and characters, makes me wish to go there to Equestria myself. But how?

Twilight Sparkle has from the beginning of my early brony days my favorite pony. To this day I would wish to see her.

So going back to the bus ride, (we took just two regular school buses.) I had just gotten on. The other managers drove the equipment up there in their own vehicle. The coaches sit up front as they always do, as with me up front in that same area with them.

We’re driving on the highway to the school. I’m listening to my own music on my Ipod touch with my (what were new at the time.) black and red headphones. I was listening to the Backstreet Boys song, “I Want it that Way”. I’m leaning up against the window, looking out at the road through it.

Then the unthinkable happens. Both buses and the cars around us get in a big accident. Both bus land on their sides, along with the cars. It’s unknown at what cause this.

I wasn’t brutally hurt, just having some scratches on me.

I was worried in this situation, thinking of what will happen next.

Then something strange happens. I’m still listening to the song as this is happening.

All of a sudden, blackness surrounds me, the only light being of my own.

Then comes Twilight, nearing towards me, her laying down, hooves outstretched towards me.

Seeing this, what I do next, I get up and run over to her. Her doing the same.

As we near, we both hug each other.

After we separate, me feeling happy, the rest of the Mane 6 comes over. Then Princess Celestia walks over. The Mane 6 bow to her like they do always.

I decide to do the same. A smile comes across her face.

Then she lowers her horn towards my head. Blinding white light comes after. I find myself going up, the light becoming brighter and brighter until there appears something weird.

I become a pony myself, seeing me having grown a horn on my head.

The white light grows more brighter until I see that I’ve magically appeared in Canterlot, looking out one of the ledges, seeing Twilight at my side.

So that’s how I really ended up in Equestria. Don’t worry I would happen to get back home.

After spending a couple of hours there in Equestria, I tell Celestia about how I’m probably most likely being missed back at home.

So to answer my question to her, she gives me a diamond shaped button placed on a circular shape. With it attached to my wrist, she tells me that I can go back home and back to Equestria with just the simple press of this button.

She also says that it will also be hidden and only I can see it on my wrist, but everyone else can’t.

So that is how I’m able to get to Equestria and back home.

(Many months later)

“And that’s how I can come here and back.” I tell the three fillies about how I can come here to this world.

The three fillies though being asleep.

‘Great, you just bored three innocent kids to sleep.’ I think to myself.

I silently walk away from them, thinking to myself.

‘This is why I don’t want kids of my own. I just don’t get real along well with ‘em, plus who’s gonna be the mom. Will it be her?’ I point over to a random pony, only to realized I pointed towards Granny Smith.

‘Wha....NO!’ I point away to another pony, this time being Cheerilee.

‘Oh, that’s not so bad. At least she’s good with kids, I mean she sees them like, everyday.’ I take a short pause. ‘Hmm, but what if she doesn’t want kids. I mean, I wouldn’t want any if I was a school teacher.’ I think about the subject for a second.

I walk back to my house, a medium size one story house with only three rooms in it. The main room being a living/kitchen/dining room combined. The other two being my bedroom and bathroom.

As I open the door, I see something standing by the kitchen table.

But not something, somepony.

“Uh, can I help you?” I ask the stranger, who’s just standing there.

I walk into the kitchen/dining/living room area, getting a glass of water from the sink.

I just stare at it blankly, drinking my water, until it turns and looks at me.

The pony had a black coat, a yellow curly mane and tail, brown eyes, a guitar cutie mark, and wearing a big smile.

“Oh, it’s so good to see you!” She goes over to me, giving me a big hug, ruffling up my mane, making me drop my glass of water, shattering the glass.

“Um...hi.” I give her a big fake smile. “Why are you here?” Her still hugging me.

“Why I’m here for the flyer.” ‘What.’ “For your band.” ‘Band?’

“Uh...what band?” I question her, separating from her grip to try and get a broom.

“Wha...weren’t you in the band, Thirty Rotten Tomatoes?” ‘Ok, what.’

“I don’t know what you're talking about? Must be a mistake on the flyer. I’ve got no band.”

Instantly, the smile on her face becomes a frown, getting a sad look.

“Oh, oh well. See ya later maybe friend.” She starts walking towards the door when I say to her:

“Wait, what band? No bands in Ponyville at least from what I know.” I question her. She turns back to face me, smile on her face.

“Don’t you know ‘bout that new club opening up tonight?” She gets the newspaper from the table, pointing to an image with the name, DJ’s Rockin’ Joint. The image being of a two story building with neon lights and flashy colors.

“I think. I wasn’t even planning on going.” She jumps on top of the table.

“Well, ya wanna go tonight?” She asks me, not totally asking me out on a date.

“Wha.., so what, you're asking me out on a date?” I say to her in a disgust matter.

“Uh, no.” She jumps off the table. “I’m asking if you wanna be our like, stage manager.” She asks with a convincing smile.

“Ok, but are you in a band?” She shakes her head yes.

“Then what was the flyer for?” I ask her.

“Uh, this flyer has your name on it. Says you're the stage manager for Thirty Rotten Tomatoes. Says you're looking for more work. So me and the others wonder if you're be our stage manager. So, wanna join?” A smile comes on her face.

“I don’t know. Am I at least getting paid?” I ask her.

A frown appears on her face, shaking her head ‘no’.

“OK.....yes, I’ll join.” I say to her in a subtle tone.

Instantly, a smile comes on her face. She come and gives me a big bear hug, squeezing me so tight. My face also becoming red (because of her hugging me.). Sweat coming down on my face (partially from her hug.), and I start to get a little nervous about this whole thing.

* * *

There I was. Backstage at this newest night club’s. Me and Hot Cola (yes, that’s her name.) wandering to try and find the band I’m apart of now.

It doesn’t really help that this night also happens to be a battle of the bands competition, where the winner(s) gets free drinks for life at this club only.

After walking for about three minutes, we finally spot them. There’s two of them. The first one a orange earth pony stallion with a yellow mane and tail, and a microphone for a cutie mark. The other being a white unicorn mare with a golden tan mane and tail, and a bass guitar as a cutie mark.

“Oh, Hot Cola, there you are.” She looks at us, waving a hoof to come. ”Me and Bi Braeburn were worried that you weren’t gonna show.” She says in a southern accent type.

“Bi Braeburn?” I ask, being confused about his name, scratching my head.

Instantly, Hot Cola whispers into my ear. “Yeah, he has some kind of mental disorder where he gets really mad.” Her eyes roll all googling like. “If you make fun of him. Oh, plus he’s real shy.”

I whisper back to her. “Ok, but what about name?”

“Oh, he’s um,...bisexual.” A cheesy smile comes across her face.

“Ok, so apparently I’m your guy’s new stage manager and-”

The white unicorn comes fast at me, hugging me tightly. (What is it with these guys and hugging.) I separate from her, seeing her smile.

“Oh, you don’t know how glad we are that you agree. It’s been many months, but we’ve finally got one.” Her smile becoming bigger. Seeing Bi Braeburn smiling too.

“Now now, I’m only doing this for this one time, that’s all.” Her smile dampens down a bit, moving back towards where the others are. “Ok, so what I do now?”

The white unicorn mare floats over to me a headset with a microphone attach to it. “Now, each of us have a ear piece in one of our ear. Just talk into this and we should hear you. Ok?” She smiles back at me.

“Test it out.” Hot Cola says to me.

“Ok.” I speak into the mic. “Um, testing.....1..2..3.” The three each raise one of their forehooves at me. “Right.”

After about twenty minutes of being behind stage, listening to the other bands play (about all of them were terrible.), checking in and out on the band mates.

“You guys ready. You do know you guys are on after this.” I ask them.

“Ready as an apple ‘bout to be turned into cider.” The white unicorn says. ‘Um, ok’.

“What song are you three even playing?” I ask her.

She hands me a song sheet with all the words and musical notes on it. “You're all gonna play ‘Equestria, the Land I Love’.” I take  a short pause, looking at them. “This song is, I don’t know....a little hard.” I say nervously to them.

“Oh no, it’s real easy.” Hot Cola says reassuringly while tuning her guitar.

“You sure.” I say with a concern look.

“It’s alright honey. Nothing to worry about.” The white unicorn says while flittering her eyelashes at me.

‘Ok.’ I show  a fake smile.

‘Let’s buck after this.’

‘What.’

‘After this whole affair, you should buck her. Heck, invite Hot Cola to the bucking. You can have a threesome.’

‘Listen, shut up mind.’

‘Sheesh, I know that you're thinking it. Might as well do it.’

‘Huh.’

“Next up, The Ghastly Gorges!” The pony on stage says annoyingly loud. ‘Really, that’s their name.’

“Wish us luck.” Hot Cola says to me as her and the others enter the stage.

I try to cross my front hooves for luck, only to fail. I speak into my microphone. “Ready in 3..2..1.”

* * *

Well, it went terrible.

Even though they only sang like 1/4 of the song before being booed off stage.

I believe there’s a lesson in all of this, but I’ve got nothing.

“Oh, it was terrible wasn’t it.” The white unicorn says, both of us sitting at the bar. Hot Cola and Bi Braeburn were too ashamed of the performance, so they decided to go home.

“I know. You guys never even finished the first line.” She gives an angry glare. “What you expect having a mentally disorder pony sing.” Her angry glare become more uh, angrily. “What?” I give a strug, being confused.

“Oh you're right. The reason I’m in this band is all because of another band I like wouldn’t let me join them.” She says sad, poking at her empty shot glass.

“Wait, what you’d say?” I bring my hoof to my ear, bringing it closer to her.

“Every One Star. They’re a local band back in Baltimare where I lived. They had tryouts for a bass player. I decided to try out.” A tear comes to her eye, sobbing a little, “After I gave a very impressive audition, I thought I had it in the bag.” Another tear coming out, sobbing. “But...they went with somepony different because I was....I was too pretty for them.” She then starts crying all together.

I bring myself closer to her, giving her a tissue I find under the table. (OK, it probably was something different.) Giving her a faint smile.

sniff “You're sweet dear.” She gives me a small faint smile.

‘So.’

‘Not now mind.’

Then Derpy comes walking over to the bar.

“Here you go.” She hands me a letter.

‘What’s this?” I ask her, looking down at it.

“Your mail.” A smile on her face appears.

I just shake my head.

I turn back to the unicorn.

A devious smile appears on her face.

‘What?’