Spike's Imaginary(?) Friend

Dizziness is all I could feel...If that was a feeling. All I could figure out is that I was sucked into the wormhole that leads to an Imaginary world or something.

"We are the I-fed. Please, come with us" A freaky...being said while flashing me a batch. There were more behind him, all looking at me.

"I'm sorry for popping here but I don't have and imaginary passport nor an imaginary ID" I said. Probably was the wrong thing to say but I guessed the 'I' meant Imaginary and the 'fed' part wasn't very friendly.

"Passport? ID?" another one said. "What do you think we are? we just want you to come with us for basic training"

"Basic t- I never volunteered for anything"

"Just come with us and we'll answer all of your questions" That sounded like a 'The Matrix' moment, but I follow regardless.

We passed by so many crazy stuff. I mean, Pie Throw Aim? What good is that for? (I say this because I sucked like a trash can... on second thought the can would've done better if you press hard enough) Anyway, that wasn't the only test. I had to stand on my head, Listen to a talkative...whatever, make a cupcake, eat a muffin, star at a TV and perform surgery (wut?).

"Done, now can you please answer my questions?"

"Not us, head over to the Lecture Sector" one of them said "It's over there"

I go to where he directed me. There were many confused looking wetas (weta is short for what-ever-they-are) "There you are Alexander. Please, take a seat." A voice that came from nowhere and everywhere at once said

"How did you kno-"

"Please, take a seat." The feminine voice repeated with the same monotone as before.

I take a seat. I don't know the rules here and as far as I know I could be dancing over lava for not taking a seat. Can't blame me for saying that after the madness I went through.

"Welcome Imaginary friends to the I-fed,

Imaginary

Friends

Employment

Department" The voice said in perfect sync with the projector. So that's what the word meant. Hey! I'm no Imaginary friend!

"This is where Imaginary friends return after finishing their job and get reassigned to another host in need, even if the Imaginary friend is a first timer" What's a first timer? my question was quickly answered.

"First timers are the recently created friends. When they are no longer needed they get sent here they have no idea what this place is, such as you all. And that's why you are all here." So an Imaginary friend is a first timer if they get sent for their first time, and after that they keep meeting kids for all eternity? Makes sense. Except that I'm not 'created' by imagination.

"I'm sure that you're wondering if we can live forever." She's good "The answer is no, we live as long as we are remembered, and we are remembered by working." Whoa, so I'll have to bust my back over work just to keep living? sounds like a job to me. But I have no choice.

"As first timers, you need to swear to the 'Terms Of The Imaginary Friends' and they consist of:" I knew this wasn't easy.

"Never talk-about/hint-to your former hosts.Never attempt telling information beyond the host's knowledge. Never talk-about/hint-to this place. Never talk-about/hint-to other existences, world or universes." Wait, what? "Disregarding those rules would lead to immediate termination." *GULP* Man, they mean business.

"Now, please exit through the back door, Jeff will lead you to your next hosts."

"But what did you mean by universes?"

"Please exit through the back door, Jeff will lead you to your next hosts."

"Yes, yes but-"

"Please exit-"

"OK, FINE!" I stomp my way out, her monotone is extremely provocative!

"So my host is a dragon named Spike?" Jeff nods "Who lives in Equestria?" he nods again. This might not turn to be bad at all... at least not as bad as I thought it would be, because it's obviously a dream.

"Lead the way then." He walks me to a platform. machinery starts moving above me and the floor becomes twisted. The twisting ground turned into a wormhole and soon the dizziness began again and I was zapped to someplace, hopefully Twilight's library.

I was still dizzy but conscious enough. I was in Twilight's study... I guess it is. It's hard to tell a place from another, it's all covered with books. I start searching for the dragon, didn't take me long as I found him in front of a mirror admiring his fake mustache, the poor broomstick forgotten.

"Can I help you handsome sir?" he said in a weird voice "Yes, you can. I want a comp for MY AWESOME MUSTACHE!" he said in his normal voice.

"There is a delivery for Mr.Spike" He jumps at my voice.

"Who are you? What are you? How did you get inside? How long have you been there?" he said in one breath.

"I'm Alex. Human. I sorta popped here. long enough." I answer in perfect order. The reason I'm so calm at this is because I know I'm dreaming. I know that because it doesn't feel real and it's all foggy. I just thought I'd play along.

"Alright, what have you got for me?" giving me a look of suspect.

"Oh, right, I'm the package."

"Huh?"

"It's complicated, the bottom line is: I'm your friend from now on and there is nothing you can do about it."

"Ok, but sneaking and sc- startling me isn't very friendly."

"Fine, so what do you want to do now?"

"I don't know. I'm not even sure I trust you." That cut me deep.

"Ok, let's just talk and learn about each other, sounds good?"

"I guess"

"I'll start"

"... And that's how I got here." I finish my story "Now it's your turn.

"Ok, I was an egg when Twi..."