“Sitting on the park bench. What a way to spend my saturday afternoon.” I say to myself, bored as a board.
Walking up next to me appears Pinkie Pie, looking like herself.
“Hey you. Whatcha doin’? She says in her usual happy tone.
“Oh, I don’t know, watching the grass grow.” I say sarcastically bored.
“Hmm.... I know what’ll ale ya.” Pinkie says as she randomly hops away somewhere.
“That was weird. Like I know weird.” I say to myself right before a brochure flies onto my face.
I pull it off, looking at it closely. “Come Explore Glorious Los Pegasus. Where all your Magical Dreams will come True.” I lay it down next to me.
“Hmm....” I put a hoof to my chin. “ I could go somewhere. Like here. Yeah, and I can be back by tomorrow night.” I get up from the park’s bench, taking the brochure with me and starts heading towards the train station.
Just as I leave, Pinkie comes back with a huge crowd of ponies behind her, carrying her party cannon, and a big chocolate cake on her back.
“Aww.” She says sadly, her mane deflating a little after seeing me being absent from whatever it was she was doing.
* * *
Well the train ride there was a success.
If you count the fact that I had to sit between two large stallions due to the apparent fact that the train to Los Pegasus that day was unruly packed.
The only snacks they had available were small crumbled peppermint sticks, diet Sunrise Sarsaparilla Zero, and stale gumdrops.
The only reading material they had were issues of the Equestrian Inquirer,
Oh yeah, and our train got run off the tracks, spinning repeatedly into a ravine, and immediately catching fire.
How did I survive?
I don't know.
* * *
“Ah, Los Pegasus. The city where dreams come true.” I say with a smile on my face, looking out at the city from a nearby hill.
You can see countless casinos all built on the LP strip.
Hotels lined up next to each other.
And all the residential houses surrounding the main parts of town.
What a place.
“I better go make myself known to the town’s population.” I say as I walk down the hill.
First thing I do is check into the world’s famous Los Pegasus Ponyday Inn.
You know, the place with fluffy towels, and being able to eat right out of the ash trays if you wanna.
It's ok they're clean.
I walk through the double glass doors into the lobby. The room connecting with the breakfast hall, elevators, and two halls going east and west, taking you to your room. (Basically, the room that connects to all other rooms.)
I walk up to the lobby desk, behind it an overly too happy unicorn mare. (Blonde hair, white coat. Basically looking like me if I were a female.)
“Yes. Hello. What assistance can I, a proud employee of the Ponyday Inn, help you with today?” She says way too happily to me.
“Yes well, I'll like a room. Not too high, not too low, second floor is great if that's ok.” I give a hopeful smile after.
Seeing her typing on a computer and looking at me with her happy face is impressive.
“I think we got what you want.” She floats over to me my room key, still in her happy state as she does.
“Ok, well maybe I'll see ya later.” I give a big smile, then starts sidestepping over to the elevators.
“Hope everypony isn’t like this all over this city.” I say as I board the elevator.
* * *
I open my room’s door, walking inside.
I place my lucky autographed signed fork on the single king size bed. (Don't ask where I kept the fork this whole time.)
I turn the small tv sitting on the dresser on.
Right when I'm about to sit back and relax on the bed, there's a knock on the door.
“Now who could that be?” I say questioningly.
I walk over to the door, turning the knob to reveal a big, smiling maroon colored earth pony stallion on the other side.
What the buck.
He runs right past me and into my room, just running all over the place before finally seeing my autographed signed fork.
He runs over to it, picking it up in his mouth and immediately running out of the room.
“Hey! You can't have that. That fork has been with me for like.... a couple of months.” I say to him as he runs away from me.
I start running after him, catching up pretty easily, now running besides him. (Must be the weight slowing him down.)
“Hey... you.” I start to pant a little. “Give me back my fork.” I grab onto his thick body, climbing right on top of his back.
“Not letting go. Not even for.... giant hoses?” I say as he runs into a big building, filled with giant hoses.
“Ok, that was weird. But nothing else can.....-” I get interrupted as the stallion bucks me off of him, making me land onto a park bench.
“Well, how rude.” I say angrily, getting up from the bench.
“I swear, with Celestia as my witness, I will find that stallion, and get back my fork. All in the name of justice.” I then start to hear my stomach growling. “But first I think I'll go get some donuts first.” I say sounding more happier.
* * *
“What’d you mean you're all out. The restaurant name is Donut Topia. I say after hearing from the I’m guessing college dropout mare behind the counter say they are fresh out.
“Sorry. Fresh out.” She takes a short pause. “But we have plenty of coffee and-” I walk away from her.
“Well, the nerves of somepony.” She says quietly under her voice as I walk out of the place.
Walking down Las Pegasus streets now, wondering what else to do, until I see two ponies dressed in the most ridiculous costumes.
“What the.....? I gotta see this.” I say, now walking up to them.
Appears two nerdy ponies. One white with red hair and freckles, dressed in a saddle ranger power ponies cosplay. The other a female unicorn as the masked matterhorn.
“Uh.. what's with the weird get-up?” I ask both of them.
“You mean cosplays. We're dressed as the ponies from the comics. I'm sure you heard of it.” The stallion dressed as saddle ranger says to me in a jerky tone.
“Oh I heard of them alright.” I say my head lowered, a little angrily.
“If you must excuse us, we'll be on our way to um.... comic con.” He says in his tone again. His female companion rolling her eyes as he says it. Also looking quite bored.
“Uh huh. And who's this fine lady you got here?” I ask him.
“Name’s Sour Apple. I’m only here to watch over my brother at this stu-, I mean magical convention.” She tells me, rolling her eyes again when saying magical. “Why am I wearing this outfit?” She rolls her eyes, pointing to the pony next to her.
“Ok. Listen I’ll see you later.” I say before running away from the two.
Comic con.
Power ponies.
What is this?
* * *
“Well, what now?” I say, arms folded, sitting on the bed in my hotel room, bored. “I think this trip is over.” I jump off the bed. “I came to Las Pegasus looking for adventure. Instead all I’ve done is eat no donuts, meet two nerds, and a encounter a creepy stallion stealing my stuff. What can I possibly do to make this trip worth it?”
My wish would come true... for only a few seconds though.
Slamming the door open appears a big earth pony stallion, long brown hair.
“Finally. I knew you’d be back in your apartment. We would’ve gotten here sooner if somepony didn’t say to check the whole city first.” He says as a unicorn mare walks beside him.
Hmm, it seems they were looking for me. This could be the adventure I was waiting for when I first came to this city.
But what if they see the pony they’re looking for while we’re all out on the town? I don’t wanna confuse them.
“Uh... who you looking for?” I smile sheepishly. Be prepared for whatever they do.
“Are you not Brian? Do you not have a blonde mane and tail.” He points to both my mane and tail. “And white body.” He points at me whole. “And live in a crappy apartment.” The stallion asks me.
Ok, where to start.
First that there’s another pony in this town looking exactly like me.
Second, this is a hotel, not an apartment complex. (Plus this room isn’t that crappy.)
And thirdly, who are these ponies? (And I considered going with them.)
“Um, my name’s not Brian. And although I “apparently” look like him, I’m not him.” I see a frown growing on the stallion’s face, while the other grows a smirk. “Also, this is a hotel room, not an apartment.”
There’s a few seconds of silence before the female says to me: “Sorry for interrupting. We’ll be on our way.” The two walk out of the doorway and down the hall.
I jump back on the bed, hearing later from down the hall the same stallion: “Hey there he is. See honey I told you he’ll be here.” I hear from down the hall sounds of struggle. (I’m guessing he thought he found the pony who they’re looking for. I later find out that he looked nothing like what they're looking for.).
"This place is weird. I’m out of here.” I say straight out of my mouth.
Epilogue
“Well this trip was something but I think going back home will be just as good for me.” I say while walking over to the train.
While walking I bump into another pony face first, knocking me on my back.
“Hey watch where you're going?” we both happen to say at the same time, both looking at each other quite shocked. (This pony must be what those two from earlier were looking for.)
He looks exactly like me. What do I do?
We both get up at the exact same time.
I raise my hoof up in the air, him doing the same while I do it.
This is awkward.
We both start dancing awkwardly at the same tune, causing passersby to stare.
After we both finish, we move our heads closer to each other, heads interlocking.
“So, where are you heading?” He asks me.
“Home in Ponyville. Why you ask?”
“We look exactly like each other. Wanna have some fun?”
Hmm, have some fun with a look alike?
“Deal.”
We both smile at each other.
We talk for a little while, explaining my visit here, and hearing his's.
“So, your trying to escape from two ponies who want you to join their bridleway musical production.” I ask Brian.
“Yeah. Just don't get me started on all the singing. It's so cheesy. I just gotta get away from it all.”
“I know how you feel.” We both smile at each other, his being bigger than mine.
“Uh yeah, one question. Are you um... gay? Cause I’m certainly not.” I ask him.
“What! No! Just because I smile bigger doesn’t make me automatically gay. I’m just a happy guy.” He explains to me.
Ok, that’s good.
“What you wanna do now?” I ask him.
A smile both appears on our faces.
“Wanna messed with ponies?” I suggest to him with a devious smile.
“And by ponies, you mean Pinkie Pie?”
“Huh. Do you like-”
“Oh no. I don't.” He interrupts me.
“Okay. Now-”
“I love her.”
Oh.
Author's Note
So that's it.
