I thought I was completely off my rocker, and frequently tested to see if I was dreaming by pinching myself. I was met with confused looks.

"Well," I said, mostly to break the ice, "Could be worse - could be Scouse!"

Twilight eyed me precariously,

"You know, the more you talk, the more I start to believe that you really are from a completely different dimension."

"Well Love, since I am, I'm hardly surprised. Say, whatcha'' reckon you and I nip to the pub while ya show me around?" I responded.

"Pub?"

"Yeah, you know, get some alcohol! You have alcohol, right? You know, whiskey, beer, heck, I'd even take cider right now! You, uh, you have a pub, right?"

"I really feel like you need further studying!"

"Studying? That doesn't sound like fun! Tell you what, I'd murder a chippie right now, if it's all the same to you!"

It was true: I much preferred the thought of the nearest pub, or in deed fish and chip shop, to being studied, but I had a hunch that wondering off at that time would probably lead to trouble. Couple that with my Chronal Accelerator acting up, and I felt like staying with Twilight was probably the best option.

"Now, I don't want to overwhelm you with questions again, but what was it like where you come from? Filled with friendship, I bet!" Twilight enquired.

"Yeah, not exactly. Ya' see, people fight a lot where I'm from. I myself am from England, but there's a bit of a ruckus going on around there at the moment!"

She had no clue what I was talking about.
I probably should have anticipated this, or at least explained myself more clearly, but I wasn't really focused on anything that was going on, and was fairly whimsical with my answers. It bothered me that my Chronal Accelerator was on the blink (no pun intended) and I cautiously tried to see if there was anything I could do to properly fix it. I hit it a few times, trying to ensure that I didn't go randomly blinking into anything. Unfortunately my speciality was planes, and I'm talking flying them not fixing them, so I didn't really have a clue what I was doing. Not wanting to accidentally break my anchor to time, and subsequently reality, I decided against tinkering with it any further. Twilight had conjured a notepad, seemingly form nowhere, whilst I wasn't paying any attention and she had begun furiously taking notes.

"Oi!" I grumbled, "Whatcha doin' there?"

I attempted to sneak a glance at her convoluted scrawling but, as if it was an instinctive motion, the purple unicorn whisked them away.

"Nothing! Just getting some information down that might come in handy later!"

I raised an eyebrow, "Like what?"

"Well, I was just making some notes in passing about your mental state, and how it seemed to be a bit..."

"Ah, rubbish. I think i'd be better off if I didn't know. Right, this is no time for standing around! We should probably get moving!"

"Yes, I need to get you to the princess right away! I'm sure she'd be thrilled to have a new subspecies of pony in Equestria! What do you call that glowing, uh, thing around your chest anyway? It's rather distinctive! How does it work? Is it similar to a unicorn horn? It is sort of...illuminated!"

I was about to baffle twilight's mind with all the science behind my Chronal Accelerator, which I could foresee being difficult since I didn't know half of it, when she piped up again.

"I'm sure that switching dimension is pretty daunting! Maybe overloading you with questions isn't smart. Come on, I'll have to get a train ready to take you to Canterlot as soon as I can!"

I quizzically considered this for a moment,

"Canterlot? Isn't that dangerously close to Camelot? Getting the intellectual property rights for that musta' been tough! Who lived there anyway, King Arthur and the Knights of the round table?"

Twilight was observing my ramblings with a concerned face, and I could have sworn that she was secretly taking notes somehow. I shrugged, and decided to get moving to my apparent goal: the train station.
Retreating from the incredibly comfortable room, I wondered what I would do if my Chronal Accelerator broke. It wasn't like I could simply get Winston to fix it- he probably didn't have a clue where I was! In fact, I could be floating aimlessly through time all over again. I shivered. From my experience, once warping in and out of time, and living as a ghost, was enough for me.
Shoving my thoughts about Chronal Disassociation to the back of my mind, I hastily set out after Twilight.
With a flash of her horn, the door to the cottage I'd been staying in shot open.
I decided at this point that questioning the forces at work to make this possible would probably be a fruitless endeavour. I put it down to magic in my head, and we moved on. I stood for a moment in awe outside of the cottage. The vibrant colours adorning every house contrasted greatly with pretty much everywhere in England, where you'd be hard pressed to find a house that didn't boast an exterior of stone or brick.
I was so engrossed with my surroundings that I didn't notice that I been idly strolling forward. It wouldn't have mattered, if I hadn't continued to do so until I ambled into a random pony while gawping at a particular house that managed to be shaped like a cake.

"Sorry Love! Just on my way to the train station!" I looked around for Twilight, and noticed I had lost her in a wave of ponies going about there day, "Well, I was. Now I'm lost!"

"No problem! I'm sure that-" The stallion was about to finish his sentence, when he looked down at the Chronal Accelerator attached to my chest. He quickly adjusted his sentence, "Say, what's that?"

I sighed, and figured I'd be getting this a lot. I was, however, surprised by his accent.
Not the Americanised English that I had been hearing from Twilight, but a decidedly classic British tone.
He was still awaiting an answer. I obliged.

"Uh, it's complicated. Lots of science involved! Now, I just lost my guide and I'm slightly lost. Do us a favour and show us to the train station!"

Apparently, my request was lost on him, and he was much more interested in the first part of my response.

"Science you say? Well, I fancy myself a bit of a expert on science. You bumping into me might just have been a stroke of good luck! Say, could I borrow that for a bit of closer examination?"

I didn't even consider his request, "WHAT? Nope, no way! I really just want to get to the train station. Besides, if you really gotta know, if I take this off, I'd be sent on a crash course through the space time continuum, and probably will never be heard from again!"

He seemed to ponder for a minuet, "The space time continuum you say? Well, I myself have a bit of experience with-"

Twilight saved me form the increasingly agitating conversation when she finally appeared behind me, and began whisking me away from the stallion.

"Sorry!" She hurriedly said to the male pony, "she's a tourist. Doesn't have a clue what's she doing! Well, we better go!"

I maintained a confused face whilst being dragged away by the pony, this time with her not letting go of my hoof. She was mumbling something about contempt for salesmen, and before long we reached the train station. I thought that maybe we would get into the train while remaining incognito, but my Chronal Accelerator was naturally drawing some strange looks. I briefly wondered why ponies thought that having a glowing thing strapped to your chest was not considered normal, but having a glowing horn on your head was.

The wait for the train, according to Twilight, would be about half an hour. I tried, at this point, to adjust to being a pony by sitting on a nearby bench. On my way over, however, I inadvertently sped up my time stream, smashing into a nearby wall.

"Crikey! I need to get this thing sorted! That kinda hurt! If I get this thing working properly, I'm gonna recall every time something like that happens!" I muttered to myself.

Twilight had sped over to see if I was okay, and in doing so had attracted rather a crowd. Apparently, speeding up your own time stream wasn't a regular occurrence in Equestria.

"Are you alright?" She enquired, apparently panicking slightly, "Did you just teleport into that wall? What did you do? How did you do that?"

"Ugh," I responded, rubbing my head, "It's this Chronal Accelerator. I tell ya', it sure sucks when it isn't configured properly!"

"Then take it off!" Twilight stated, as if this was the obvious and sensible thing to do.

"That's not gonna happen. Look, love, I'll explain later, we should really catch our train."

The train whirred around the corner, and the voice of some announcer rung out,

"NOW ARRIVING - TRAIN DEPARTING PONYVILLE FOR CANTERLOT!"

I picked myself up, and then briefly registered the words of the announcing pony.

I chuckled to myself, "Ponyville?"

Twilight shot an accusatory look, "Yes, what's wrong with the name ponyville?"

"Well, it would be like me naming a town humanville back home, wouldn't it?"

"Just....Just get on the train!"

I did, and in doing so managed to trip up over the gap between the train and the platform. Luckily, for the first time since I had arrived in ponyville, my Chronal accelerator came off good, and I recalled to before I had misstepped.

"YES! Now I'm back in the game!"

Twilight might have heard me, but she was too busy taking notes to notice. I wondered whether they would be of any consequence, and why she was so determined to document my every move. Then again, I did just rewind time, so I suppose that may have been noteworthy.
Making a mental note to mind the gap, Ponyville should really announce that there is a gap between the train and the platform, I boarded the the train.

The first thing I noticed was that it was an improvement to the London Underground. The seats seemed unused, and every pony in the carriages I went through seemed to be chatting idly, seemingly all relaxed.
After being chauffeured to the correct seat by Twilight, I casually began to relax.
Twilight sat opposite me, and began to ask me question as soon as I had gotten comfortable.

"Right, now there's no way around it, what in Equestria does that THING on your chest do?"

I explained to Twilight that I used to be a fighter pilot, a concept that I had to explain to her for quite some time, and that piloting the Slipstream left me with Chronal Disassociation. On that note, I pondered what had happened to the aforementioned jet. After it disappeared with me in it, to my knowledge, nobody ever recovered it. It could be floating through time somewhere to this day!
Electing to then continue with my story, Twilight was interested to hear about my experience phasing in and out of time.

"You could probably travel to the past and spectate all the events that happened there! That could be invaluable if it was discovered in Equestria!" She speculated.

"It wasn't like I was picking and choosing where I went! I was just disappearing for days, dreaming about being in the past, and then re-appearing again. I couldn't even touch anything when I was back in reality! Not my finest hour, and not an experience I'm eager to re-live!"

Twilight didn't seem convinced that it was all that bad, and I carried on regardless.

"This was going on for month, right, and then my mate Winston fixed me up this! A Chronal Accelerator! Now, I can speed up my own time stream, or rewind it, whenever I want! Pretty nifty, even though the science behind it is more complecated than Brexit!"

A pony on the seat behind me turned around, entering our conversation blindly.
I recognised him, and instantly let out a groan.

"Say, it's you again! With the thing on your chest! Are you sure I can't borrow it, just to have a look at how it works?"

The British sounding pony I had bumped into earlier in the day.

"Did you follow me here? How- Why-"

"No, of course not! I am quite frankly offended that you would conceive such a concept. I was simply taking the same train to Canterlot as you! What a happy coincidence.

I looked over at Twilight pleadingly, not really knowing how to respond to this chap, and she shrugged.

"Oh, never mind! Looks like the trains arriving in Canterlot now! I have some important things to do! Allonz-y!"

Author's Note

Right, tried to atone for the pacing of the first chapter.
Cheers for all the feedback in the comments, constructive criticism is always welcomed!