Hooves and Hands: A Dimensional Crossing of Worlds

In a fit of rage, he yelled at the mirror. “Get out! Get out! GET OUT!” They just wouldn’t be quiet, let me think in peace. All they did, all day, was put him down, and conspire about others. He had lived with them almost half of his life. They were with him since middle school, always there for comfort, yet not always comforting. That’s right, voices. He always felt like a crazy bastard with them. He never liked them, and they never liked him, or anybody for that matter, but they had their own ways of dealing with people.

He knew the roster by heart, with each a separate personality.

-Preston: The 16 year old pervert who had a quite odd passion for young children. He always spoke with a stutter, and had a very hard time asserting himself.

-Jackson: The young gamer boy who never really spoke to anyone. Matt would always have hour long conversations with Jackson on the latest in gaming, what strategy to use in multiplayer, or just when he needed to geek out.

-Orvil: A fat, depressed 40 year old man who spent most of his days crying or eating, sometimes both.

-Johnny: The cool guy, the douche bag, he was one of the worst, Matt couldn’t stand him, anyone who met Johnny either left the room in tears or ended up not speaking to Matt for at least 2 weeks. He was in his mid 20’s, and wore a leather jacket and jeans. He slicked his black hair back and was known for his insults.

-William: One of the nicer ones. He was smart, refined, witty, and above all, clear thinking. He himself wore a black suit with a red tie. He had void black hair, much like Johnny, only he wore it down to his sides. He had never really liked cutting it.

-Alexi: The drunk, angry, overpowering Russian that always hated whatever moved. He was best friends with William, but had a burning hatred for Johnny and Preston. The bear-like Communist always wore large military boots, a trench coat, a while military shirt, black pants, and military gloves. He had always carried a pistol on his belt, although he never used it.

-THE UNKNOWN: He didn’t really have a name. He never mentioned it. Matt gave him the name “Merasmus” after Valve had a Halloween event with the name given to a magician. Matt felt the name fit, although “Merasmus” never really cared for the name. He was the cause of his depression. Merasmus would cause nightmares and spiraling emotional states often. Even a severe hand twitch could be visible whenever Matt was angry or depressed.

Matt spent most of his days on the computer, on Team Fortress 2. He was an esteemed hat collector, with nearly 150 individual hats in his backpack, Jackson would be proud. Fantasizing about far off places always fascinated Matt, and many of his voices. William especially loved to hear his riveting tales about lands beyond reason, where reality was a figment of his imagination. He often dreamed of things like time travel, or inter dimensional portals. Alexi would often tell tales of the old Soviet Union, and his life as a soldier. He was always a tight ass, and many of his stories seemed oddly fake, not that anybody would ever call him out on it, for risk of ending up like Preston whenever Alexi decided that Preston’s sexual preference was disgusting and vulgar.

Back to our tale….

Matt shouted at the mirror. The voices had been arguing since he awoke that morning. Today had been no different from any other day, only he listened to them this time. William and Alexi always had a fantasy in their head, that time travel was possible. William had been designing plans for the crazed device, but with heckling from Alexi and the others.

"You know it will never work…."

"Quiet you brute, I’m working"

"BRUTE!? Watch your tone you half pint lunatic!"

"Oh, IM the lunatic? You two ton Satanic Soviet MONSTER!"

"G..g…guys…please s..s….stop fighting…."

"You best be preparing for another beating Preston…."

"Leave him out of this Alexi, he’s done nothing to you."

"Is not what he has done to ME that enrages me…"

“Please just SHUT UP” said Matt as he tried to quell the argument. “William your plan will never work, its logically impossible.”

Nothing is impossible my friend…

It was a fine day in Equestria, Cloudsdales populace had outdone themselves this time. There wasn’t a plan for a cloud in the sky today, and there was nothing but time to relax and sleep. The only exception was Twilight, who today had awoke early to read some new books that had been shipped from Canterlot. Immediately, one caught her eye, “Dimensional Rifts and the Time Travel Theory” by none other than Canterlots top scientist, Cold Fusion. Using her magic she flipped through a few pages to see if it was as interesting as the title made it seem. No luck. She discarded the book into a nearby cabinet and began assorting the other books to their respective sections.

As she organized the rest of the books, there was a knock on the door. Twilight set down everything to see what pony could be at the door. She was met by a very giddy and bouncing Pinkie Pie, who greeted her with a smile as she stood in the doorway.

“Hiya Twi! What’s up?!”

“Oh, hello Pinkie. I’ve just been occupied reorganizing books.”

“Again? You work too much Twilight! You need to step outside sometime, today is a b-e-a-UTIFUL day!”

“Sometime Pinkie, but not now okay?”

Pinkie sat down with a frown on her face.

“Pweeeeeeeese Twi?” Pinkie put on a begging face, she was good at that. Never once had that face failed her, nopony in ponyville could resist it. Twilight, against her better judgment, gave in to it.

“UGH! Fine Pinkie. Spike! I’m going out with Pinkie, finish organizing these books before I come back okay?”

Pinkies attitude did a complete 180 as she bounced up and down with glee.

“Oh boy oh boy oh boy! Your gonna have a GREAT day Twi! I have the entire day planned out! First, we’ll go pick up Rarity and Fluttershy from the Spa, then we’re gonna surprise Rainbow at her house! Then all that’s left to do is grab Applejack! We’re gonna have a sleepover Twi! YIPEE!”

Twilights ears perked up almost immediately, it had been a long time since she had a sleepover, and she absolutely adored them. Rarity and Applejack never were quite the same afterwards, and neither was she. She decided whatever she had to do could wait. Tonight, she would have fun with her best friends.

For a while, the day was uneventful. After they had visited Rarity and Fluttershy, they walked to Rainbow Dash’s house in the sky. Since the only one with wings was Fluttershy, she flew up to invite her dear friend to the sleepover.

“Rainbow? Are you home? It’s Fluttershy.”

No response.

“Rainbow Dash?”

Still no response. Fluttershy tried one more time, knocking ever so slightly on the door.

“I’m here, I’m here….just, give me a little time okay? I’m a little busy….”

All Fluttershy could here was some sloppy noises coming from behind the doorway. She knew exactly what Rainbow Dash was doing in there, and she wasn’t surprised. Rainbow was a very lonely mare, so it only made sense that when nopony was around she’d…well masturbate. Fluttershy decided not to tell the rest of her friends, but she was almost certain they knew about it.

Rainbow Dash just laid there, satisfied, and yet not entirely. She wished she could have a REAL stallion do that to her, but that was a long shot. Nopony in Ponyville would want to date her, having sex with her was out of the question. She put up such a harsh front and spent her time trying to look cool and tough, that nopony would want her. She always wished she could act like a normal mare, maybe like Lyra, or Cheerlie, but she just couldn’t do it. Oh how she was lonely. When she finally caught up with her friends, they had this odd grin on their face. Did they know? Of course they knew, it was pretty obvious the way she would stare at Big Macintosh every now and then. For the love of Celestia, sometimes she would stare at Spike. “Best to just keep it to myself.” She thought. It wouldn’t be an appropriate thing to talk about, maybe tonight at the party. That’s when she’d announce it.

All things went off without a hitch, and the gang settled down for games at Twilights Library. Candy, games, even the occasional pillow fight. Spike was fast asleep by the time the ponies were even beginning to get sleepy. They stayed up well past midnight telling scary stories and giggling like little school fillies. It was a long night, but afterwards they had trouble even standing. They went to bed late that night, or early that morning, nopony really cared. All but Twilight were asleep, when there was a sudden crashing sound outside the front door…..

It had been a long day, yet Matt remembered none of it. William decided to bring his dream into the real world, confiscating Matt’s mind and body to construct the delusional device. By now, it had been months, March to be specific, and he had been working on it since December. Matt just waited, he was conscious, but had no control over his actions, that was William.

"Almost complete my friend, soon we shall see everything we ever dreamed of!"

“It’s not going to work and you know it.”

"Silence, I need complete quiet!"

“Fine, but when this contraption explodes in our faces….”

Matt was cut off by Alexi, who by now was on board with William and his device. William, in response to Alexi recent depression of his homeland, promised the depressed soviet the chance to visit his favorite moment in history. The founding of the U.S.S.R. William never wanted to see that day, but was always fascinated whenever Alexi would tell stories about it.

"Hush now! He is working. William old friend, how is machine coming eh?"

"Just fine Alexi, thank you. I need but one more piece…"

“Is it a Flux Capacitor?” Matt said jokingly”

"I will not even dignify that with a response….."

"Hurry it up comrade, I wish to see this hunk of metal actually work!"

"And it will, I just need…….GOT IT!"

The machine, which took up more than half of the backyard, buzzed and hummed as William attached that last circuit. Its buttons flashed and the teleporter pad glowed with an eerie blue aura. It was now time to see if it worked.

"Well, everyone in, or rather, Matthew, you enter, since we’re all in with you."

The others chuckled to themselves, all but Alexi, who was nearly fuming with anticipation.

“How do you set it up William?” Matt asked. He never saw a screen or anything to set up dates and time, as he figured time machines would normally work. Apparently, the settings are in the circuits, and you would have to build an entirely new machine in order to set a different date.

The teleporter flashed as striped of electricity surrounded them. Matt dared not to move, for fear of death. More than half of them feared they would die in a fiery explosion of metal. As they watched, some in horror, glee, or pure fascination, they dared not to speak. Suddenly, the stripes of electricity morphed into a ball of violet energy that surrounded them. They watched, fearing the worst, and Matt, just stood there, wondering where this machine would take him, if it didn’t kill him. The vortex slowly drew them into the purple energy, and before they went, William spoke.

"Who knows when we’ll be back friends, but we’ve stumbled upon lifes greatest achievement. Until we return, go forth for science!"

And with that it sucked them in….leaving their world behind.

It was dark, Matt could hear them shouting, almost in pain. He was sure it was pain, he could barely move it was so agonizing. There was something about the voices, they didn’t sound in his head anymore. Rather, they sounded distant, and outside. Suddenly, CRASH! He hit the ground, wherever he was, he was alive. Or perhaps he was dead and he just hit the ground in heaven. He looked up, no pearly gates. All he saw was a beautiful night sky. He looked down and nearly fell over with shock. There before him lied 7 people, one in a suit, one in a trench coat and military attire, one overweight man with red hair, one young man in street clothes, another young man in his pajamas, and 2 unconscious men, one in tattered robes, the other in a leather jacket. His voices had split from him, oh dear lord what happened. Did the time machine work?! He looked out to see a small village, or town, it was very dark, he had a hard time seeing. Before he could gather his surroundings, a glove grabbed him by the shoulder and spun him around.

“YOU! Who are you and where are….Matthew?”

“Yes Alexi it IS me, we all split….at least, I think”

“Quite, you to need to keep hidden, we all do. It’s important nobody knows we’re here”

William seemed quite calm for just having seen his machine work. However, they didn’t know whether they were in the Soviet Union, or just some other part of the world. Suddenly, Alexi could see lights beginning to turn on in the houses, people knew they were there.

“Quickly comrades, into this house! We’ll stay hidden here”

Alexi apparently didn’t notice it was a tree he was walking into. William couldn’t make sense of it, maybe it was the local healer who lived in a tree?

Why would a tree have a door? There was no time ask questions, they darted in, dragging the unconscious Johnny and Merasmus inside with them.

It was dark, they couldn’t see. Alexi heard loud footsteps from upstairs.

“Sounds like someone is awake. It sounds like boots, big military boots. SOMEONE! FIND LIGHT!”

William quickly pulled out a flashlight, wherever it came from, and searched around the room.

“It’s a library, quickly let’s see who’s upstairs, who ever it is perhaps can help us.”

“You want to approach total stranger? Are you MAD MAN?!”

Alexi’s voice carried, and they heard a larger number of what sounded like military personnel upstairs. They all agreed that the military would help them more. So they went upstairs.

They reached the upstairs and found no one, not a soul. They saw what they thought was a baby sleeping in a basket, they dared not approach it. Alexi went to the window, and opened it.

“Ahhhhh, fresh air. COMRADES! Come get whiff of this beautiful air! Is like nothing I have ever experienced!”

Suddenly, a purple aura shut the window in Alexi’s face, and a light suddenly appeared. They heard a group of females say “Who are you and what are you doing here?” but Alexi reacted differently than the rest who were already face to face with their visitors.

Alexi spun around and aimed his handgun at the people who addressed him, there was screaming from one end of the room and William quickly urged him to lower his weapon. Alexi dropped the weapon at the sight of the women, or rather, ponies, standing in front of him.

“I am Twilight Sparkle, what are you doing here?”

Alexi leaned over to William very slowly.

“Psst, comrade…”

“Yes Alexi?”

“I think your machine works…..”