Assisting a Rarity

by Silent Pegasus

Chapter 1

Worst Day Ever?

It has been three months since the portals opened up and revealed a whole new world to the human race, the mysterious creatures known as ponies were discovered. They were anthropomorphized versions of the ponies humans had seen in farmlands or at carnivals. They each had pastel colored skin, pointed ears, hooves, manes and tails. Some had horns coming from their heads were called Unicorns, the ones with wings were known as Pegasi and the normal ponies were known as Earth ponies. Aside from that they were very much like humans. Thankfully they came in peace and were kind to their new inter dimensional neighbors.

The Princesses were kind and allowed humans to explore their world of Equestria, not without a very through background check of course. Despite the governments of Earth and Equestria finding peace there were people and ponies alike that didn’t like theses new creatures. David Washington was one of the many humans who made the long journey to the new realm in search for greener pastures. He ran a hand through his black hair as he waited to step inside his boss’s office.

He’d been working for an advertising company in Manehattan for a little over a month and had done his best to fit in, but it’s quite a challenge when you’re the only human among dozens of anthropomorphized ponies. Many of them kept their distance from the man as they were still unsure about his species. He couldn’t blame them. In fact he was still skittish around the concept of magic being real along with weather manipulation and every other crazy thing that happened in Equestria.

David adjusted his glasses that rested in front of his dark green eyes before he gave a knock on the wooden door in front of him.

“Who is it?” A gruff voice asked. David opened the door and poked his head through the crack to see an orange skinned stallion with a greying blonde head of hair, tail and mustache. The name plate on the desk said Rusty Sunset.

“You wanted to see me sir?” He waved him inside and gestured David to take the seat in front of his desk. He obliged and felt an odd tension form between the two. The manager let out a huff and pulled out a file.

“I like you David. You’re a hard worker, always on time and you know your way around all these new toys you humans are bringing over.” Ever since humans started coming to Equestria they have been sharing their technology with the new world. David couldn’t help but feel a wave of pride wash over him. “Unfortunately, I’m gonna have to let you go.” David looked at Rusty in confusion as the words hit him like a fully loaded dump truck.

“What, why?”

“A lot of the other employees here feel uncomfortable around you.” David frowned at this.

“How is that my problem?”

“It’s not your fault.” Rusty sighed. “Remember when we had those ponies from Canterlot come through here last week?” He remembered a group of posh looking stallions and mares coming through to inspect the work area. They’d even stopped at his desk for a minute or two while he was working yet never spoke to him.

“What about them?”

“They’re ponies higher up on the food chain than me, my boss, his boss and probably even her’s.” He sighed heavily.

“I didn’t even say anything to them. They just walked by my desk while I was working.” He said raising his hand up in protest.

“I know, but they didn’t want,” He paused for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. “you to disrupt the work force.” David narrowed his eyes.

“Somehow I think that’s the watered down version.” The stallion gave him a nervous smile and a shrug.

“You are correct. They phrased it in a much more colorful way that isn’t appropriate for the work place, if you catch my drift." He grimaced as he remembered the exact words they'd used to describe the human. "I don’t want to do this, but if I don’t then my boss will do it and make a huge spectacle of it, knowing how much of a melodramatic ass that he is and then I’ll be put on the horns for disobeying him.” The stallion hung his head in disappointment. “What’s that saying you humans have, Poop runs down stream?”

“‘Shit rolls down hill. You can throw shit up hill cause it will roll right back down, but heavier.’” David said with a sigh. “I get it. Should I clean my desk out now or at the end of today?”

“Finish out the day and I’ll be sure to pass along the money you’ve earned and feel free to put me down as a reference.” David nodded before going back to his desk with his head held low like a beaten dog. He finished his work and cleaned out what little he had from his desk at the end of the day. David walked several blocks until he reached his apartment building. He collected his mail that mostly consisted of junk or advertisements.

David felt several eyes on him as he walked through the main lobby of the apartment building. He climbed the steps until he reached the third floor and walked into his small apartment. He had a futon bed, a kitchenette and a bathroom with a small sink and tub. It wasn’t bad, but it was less than he was comfortable with. He plopped himself on the futon in the living room and started sifting through the junk mail before he sighed heavily in defeat.

Time to start hunting. He cracked open his laptop and started printing out several copies of his resume before he made dinner for himself and went to sleep hoping tomorrow would be better. David spent the next few days venturing out into the city in search for a job. By the sixth day of searching he’d been turned down by over two dozen different office jobs and even some basic restaurant positions. He was just about to give up hope when his eyes caught something in the newspaper that he'd picked up in a news stand in front of his building.

Seeking administrative assistant, schedule interview by phone. He took out his phone and dialed the number listed and waited for an answer. After waiting for nearly ten minutes he was just about to hang up when he heard a voice over the phone.

“H-Hello?” It was a timid female voice that answered and he cleared his throat before speaking.

“Hello, is this Carousel Boutique?” He said in the best upbeat tone he could muster after a long day of rejection.

“Yes, how can I help you?”

“I came across your add in the paper and I was wondering if the position for the administrative assistant was still open?” He heard a sound of acknowledgement come form the receiver.

“Let me get my manager. She’ll want to talk with you.”

“Take your time.” He stayed on the line and heard the receiver change hands.

“Hello?” This voice was completely different to the one he was speaking to before. This one was filled with confidence and had a very elegant tone to it.

“Hello, I was interested in the position you have advertised in the paper, the one for the administration assistant.”

“Ah yes, I placed that three days ago. You’re actually the first to respond to it.”

“Well I have experience in,” He started to list of a few skills he knew when he heard the voice speak up.

“I hate to cut you off dear, but I’m positively swamped at the moment.” She said with an exhausted sigh. “Besides I’d much rather speak to you face to face about this kind of thing. Are you free for an interview?” He winced at the thought of meeting the woman and having her turn him away once she found out that he wasn’t a pony.

“What time is most convenient for you?” David could hardly believe his luck.

“Let me check my schedule.” David could hear the shuffling of papers and a cheer of success followed by more flipping pages. “I have an opening tomorrow at 12:30. Will that work?”

“Of course. I’m currently in Manehattan, where is your business located?” He asked as he rifled through his bag and pulled out a pen and paper to write down the address as she spoke.

“I’m stationed in a small town called Ponyville. It’s about two hours by train to get here.” There was a brief pause in her voice. “I’m terribly sorry dear, but what is your name?” David hesitated. Every time he’d given his name they’d hung up immediately on him. He needed this job.

“Call me Mr. W.” He mentally kicked himself for the crappy name.

“Oh well aren’t you mysterious?” Her tone had a hint of amusement.

“And who am I addressing?” He asked in a similar amused tone.

“You may call me Madam Belle.” She said with a small giggle, no doubt playing along.

“Well, I look forward to meeting you in person Ms. Belle.”

“Likewise, ta-ta.” She hung up the phone and David quickly started gathering what he needed for the interview.

Author's Note

New story folks! Hope you liked it.