Punk Rock 101

Hmm Hmm!  That has to be the greatest riff of all time!  The Misfits were one of the greats.  I think to myself as I enjoy the sounds of my music while laying on my bed.  Gazing around my room I look at my familiar posters, Iron Maiden, Misfits, Pantera.... all the bands that have shaped my life are taped on the walls.  Today was a hard day.  Classes sucked ...as usual.  Girls looked past me... as usual.  Even my cat hasn't been awake... as usual.  Everything was so usual, Boringness seemed to plague my life.

"So Chris, what are we going to listen to today?"  I say to myself mumbling, trying to find something interesting.  As I looked at the screen of my phone I began to yawn.  Ramones.  I selected the album, and heard the familiar riff.  My mind began to wonder around as I slipped into a trance like state.  Continuing into my technological trance, I opened up instagram and scrolled through the feed.  Band picture after band picture, prom pics... stupid filters it was all too normal, but I couldn't care.  Right now I needed to do something so I wouldn't go insane, and instagram seemed to work.  Why are there no new styles of photography now?  Look at this, all filter, no talent.  call me crazy, but I hate these stereotypical pics.  I didn't want to be a downer, but seriously how hard is it to take a pic of something that isn't a coffee cup?  My internal rant seemed to make my boredom a little easier to swallow; a mediocre device of self help.  The music I was listening to spiked my interest as well, the chorus was approaching... Sheena is a punk rocker... Sheeena is a punk rocker now!

What If aliens were real?  I mean like seriously... something has to be out there.  Maybe the government knows about them and isn't telling us?  Whatever.  Aliens can't cure boredom, that's for sure.  I yawned again and checked the time... 11:30 P.M.  It's late.  My ears sparked curiosity as a song I hadn't heard in a while begins to play.  I love this one! but ahh... it's late, I need to go to sleep....  With that, my eyes began to lose control... my drowsiness was beginning to catch up with me.  I gave into the unstoppable feeling and fell asleep.

*****

The morning kicked me like a steel-toed boot.  I shot up and opened my eyes....  NOTHING was the same.  I looked around desperately trying to find my posters, none of which hung on the walls.  The walls were an Olympic white, with ornate features on them.  A single window shone light into the room.  I began to panic as I tried to look for any signs of anything that I was familiar with... To my dismay, nothing was the same.  Another thing I noticed was there was a tribal-looking yellow sun on the door.  My feet practically swung themselves off of the bed as I jumped, ready to assess the situation, then escape.  I've been taken hostage, looks like some place expensive... that must mean tight security... Wait there Isn't even a camera in here.... what is this place?!  My paranoia was fueled by the sounds of commotion from the hallway.

"Yes Princess, the human is awake."  A muffled voice said as my eyes stared at the door.

Princess?.....  I think as the door opens up.  The only thing I can think of as the door creeps open is the possibility of certain death.  I freeze as the door is almost fully open... It can't be... a.... Pony?  Holy Hell.... I've seen weird crap, but not this weird before...  Before me stood a horse that was about 6'1, With all white fur, and get this, a three colored flowing mane.  If that wasn't crazy enough, It also had wings and a horn!  If that wasn't enough, It was wearing a gold crown; accompanied by a gold necklace thing.  I wasn't able to move as my mouth dropped open in amazement.

"Uh.... Hi..." My mouth spits out, still in shock.

"It's nice to see you are awake Mr....?"  The pony responds as she gets closer to me, smiling.

"Chris, the name is... Y-yeah.  So you are a talking,.... Um.... horse?" I muster out in an awkward haze.  An awkward silence pressured the room, until the white horse responds.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Chris, I am a pony named Princess Celestia.  I co-rule this land with my sister with whom you have not made an acquaintance yet."  She says as I still can not comprehend what is happening.

"Oh Uh where are my manors...." I bow to the princess as she blushes. "It is nice to meet you Princess, I'm just really confused at all this."

"I understand Mr. Chris, do not be so hard on yourself, I know we will become great friends."  She smiles as she walks over to give me a hug.  "I will explain how this all came to be.  We know you are a human, but the last human that was in our lands was before my time... It's said to be that every five thousand years a human randomly appears in Equestria."  Celestia breaks off the hug and presumes to sit down on a stool that is right next to the bed.

"Wait, Equestrawhatia?  How come I have never heard of this place?  Sorry if I come off as rude, but where the hell am I?  Is this a joke?  Wheres my room, posters, phone, hell the only thing I have are my clothes."  I say kind of distressed while staring at the white pony.

"Have a seat, Mr. Chris. Looks like there is a lot I must share with you."  She said as her horn lights up and she moves a chair, across from herself.  "I assure you this is all very real.  We are living in Equiis.  Equiis is a world where many different species live in harmony.  This land we are on is Equestria, a country of many, in Equiis.  Do you have a grasp on that?"  she says as her heat turns somewhat to the side, as if she is curious to know.

"Yeah, I can understand that?  I mean not too hard to understand... not like rocket science."  I say as I nervously approach and sit in the chair.

"Rocket science?..."  The princess asks while her head doesn't move.

"I'll tell you later, so is everyone a pony?  or what?"  My awkwardness shows through my word choices as my head begins to spin.

"Here we say everypony, but not necessarily Mr. Chris... you see there are many different colors of ponies.  There are three races of ponies, Earth Ponies, Peagasi, and Unicorns.  Unicorns have Horns, Pegasi have wings, and Earth Ponies posses a higher physical strength ability.  I am an Alicorn.  I both have wings and a horn."  The pony says after retracting her head back to its normal position.   "All of the ruling princesses of Equestria are Alicorns."  Celestia looks at me with a smug smile.

"So you're a big deal?" I shoot back at the ruler with a bantering grin.

"Well... Uh, Y-yes.  One could say that."  The white pony croaks taken aback by the forward statement.

"Well I have to say it's nice to have a princess giving me the tour, so to speak, of the land.  I kind of am grasping this idea of ponies, but I have to ask... what's that by your tail?"  I asked pointing to the same sun symbol that was on the wall.

"Well this is called a cutie mark.  It is an outward depiction of the special talent the pony contains.  Mine is the sun, depicting my ruler ship of the day, and ability to control the sun.  ...Like say a pony was a carpenter!  When that pony found out they were going to be a carpenter, their cutie mark appeared on their flank and usually has something to do with their occupation."

"I see, I see...  Humans don't get that luxury.  It's like no matter what we do as a profession, we always have a sliver of doubt or regret about out jobs." I say looking at the ruler in a serious tone.

"It must be hard to find out what your passions are... is it not?" Celestia asks as she looks into my eyes.

"Well you see, sometimes if you are lucky; you just know what you want... like me and music."  I look in celestia's eyes as my passion for music is ignited.  "The first time I listened to punk rock I knew I was going to play music as my job."

"Very interesting!  Perhaps we can detail this later... this punk rock you speak of... I've never heard of it before." She says as she looks away and puts her hoof under her chin.  "I must talk to you about such things later, but we have much more important things to talk about right now.  I must know Chris, if there's anything I can get you please tell me, I'm more than happy to try to accommodate your needs."  After making the promising offer she looks back at me wearing ,yet another, friendly smile.

"Well, I could use a guitar, a bass, a drum kit, stuff to record with, but I would really enjoy a pony I could talk to at night... If that isn't too much princess..."  I ask realizing that asking so much was rude of me.

"All right Mr. Chris.  I did say anything you needed, and I mean it.  I know how hard it is to be thrown into a strange land without a friend.  My royal planner shall attend to the instruments... I can maybe get a member of my sister's guard to be present while you are awake at night.  Her guards are a certain type of pony, they are commonly known as bat ponies.  Bat ponies are nocturnal and use fangs to eat fruit, while the fangs could be scary; they are truly harmless.  I know one that may fit the bill... a certain miss Moonlight Song."

"Well thank you very, very, very, very much Celestia!  This means a lot to me, especially since you know... I'm just so lost right now."  I say overwhelmed with too many feelings.

Ponies.... Princesses?  Bat ponies..... Magic!  I swear if the next thing she says is about aliens... I might crap my pants.  What is even going on in this world?  My thoughts rampaged as I tried to understand what had just happened.  I've been going along with this because to make sure I can escape if these things are evil.  Seriously, I have no reason why not to trust them... I have both my kidneys, Right?  Wait.  I haven't checked that yet...........

"Mind If I... I don't know... cuddle up to you as I gain my thoughts?" I ask out of the blue feeling the vulnerability of my last statement seeping through the room.

Celestia looks at me a bit taken back by the request.  seconds tick by.  My thought start betraying me in my head.  Way to be an ass to quite possibly the nicest person- wait - pony you've......

"That's fine Chris, meet me on the bed."  She replies while cutting my thought off as I look at the ruler in shock.

The white pony sits up and walks over to the bed, with me getting up and walking behind her.  She is the first to get on the bed.  I look at her getting comfortable and I decide to crawl on the bed next to her. I feel a blush starting to form on my face from the weirdness of it all. I'm on a bed, with a pony... a princess pony... which seems to actually enjoy talking to a stranger she just met.  Now I'm going to be cuddling against her.  I hate to admit it, but I need this.  I feel so lost right now... so terrible that I could actually never see my human friends again.  Hopefully this is a dream, so I can wake up and not have to live away from reality...

"Ok lay on your back..." She says as I obey the request.  The princess shuffles over to me and lays her body over me.  I instantly was greeted with a layer of white fur over my entirety, which felt actually really soothing and warm.  My face was met with hers right next to me.

"So does that feel better?"

"Yes, its very good... you have no idea how much it helps to have someone to hug...."  I respond to her question.

"Trust me Mr. Chris you are safe here, just focus on me.... block out all the bad feelings." The muzzle next to me said therapeutically as I closed my eyes trying to forget everything.  To my discomfort, I could not cease the never ending questions that crossed my mind.  Her fur pressed up against my body soothingly.

Please just be a strange dream!  My head begins to burst into a headache as I close my eyes and try to sleep.

End Prologue