Lesser of two evils

It's not everyday you find yourself wanting more than ever to kick a purple pony out of your home anywhere near as much as you did now watch the student of that damn horse Celestia use her magic to rearrange your home like she owned that damn place.

Wait no, that wasn't true. There was still the time raspberry punch had tried to sneak off a few bottles of your favorite whiskey when you were baby sitting her as a favor to her parents.

You definitely had your buttons pushed taking care of that troubled teen back then,one of your former bad apples that one, always causing problems and drinking more than her body weight should allow.
But hey, on the bright side that day she did finally found her special talent.
Not dying from extreme alcohol intoxication.

No joke, you thank's to your "magic sponge " ability making you have a extremely strong resistance to all forms of toxins and poisons, regular cider just doesn't cut it for you.

The level of alchohal content you needed in your drinks just to get a light buzz would probably kill 5 Russian men and a grizzly bear.

Definitely not something you'd expect a 14 year old filly to polish off several of and still be alive to ask for more while heavily drunk.
That day was easily the hardest spanking you had ever given while being in this world.
That same itch to smack another pony bottom was creeping up on you more and more as the little purple unicorn kept on her marry way ruffling through your stuff with her pet dragon by her side, Who had seem to have gone a head in raiding your fridge and chowing down on some of the donuts you saved as a midnight snack.
Twilight using her magic held a clipboard and pen (one of many inventions in this world that were secretly inspired by you) and seemed to write down every new thing she saw with a look of glee on her face as she observed things in your home that a obvious science nerd like her would find fascinating.

Like one of your old shoe's. One of the few things you still had on you from when you first came to this world, it was clearly wore down after more than 70 years of being your prime foot wear but seems it along with my original pair of clothes all had a the same self-restore ability my body had.
The color was faded and it smelled to high heaven but it held together solid.

She was practically writing down and entire page just on how odd it was for somepony to choose to wear a form of clothing for there feet.

Oh and the questions, the endless fucking questions!.

She didn't waste time in telling you she had a interest in you as a one of a kind rare species of highly evolved monkey (Celestia's words not hers) and had spent a good portion of the night throwing you question after question with her pet dragon taking back up notes of everything you said.
On the surface she was clearly just another researcher who was just curious of you and your origins.

This was nothing new of course as you had been seeked out several times in the past decades by scientists who found you to be a great specimen to study and put in their thesis on alien life off their world.

You knew for a fact you had a few fictional stories in libraries around equestria base off you and your descriptions of your world and people.

You had told them you came from a wonderious world of modern creations where all sorts of advanced technology, art, literature and adventure happened that boggles the mind, truly a world of pure imagination crafted by a proud race known as humans.

All false statements, half truths and straight up bullshit lies by the way.

What?, you didn't really think you were gonna tell these ponies you were a part of a race of back stabbers and morally corrupt sociopaths did you?.

Hah!, knowing how these ponies react to anything remotely negative you'd be lucky if you got sentenced to being petrified in solid stone if you told them the truth about your people's history.

Even you can barley control yourself, you know just how much political power you wield and could have any thing or even any mare in the city you wanted with very little convincing (not that you would dare try anything with your children).

The greed of your species, the very drive to rule, dominate and control everything around you by any means flows hard within your veins.

The very idea that you were somehow a better person to be the leader if this new world was a very flimsy statement, which is why you hide it all.

You for the most part have hidden all your sinister traits that come with being human and for years stuffed them all deep away behind the well crafted mask that is your "uncle" persona, it was necessary.

Extremely so,when you first came here you were scared, helpless and left with no allies or familiar comforts like a home or protection.

In those years of endless suffering you had broken down completely and seeked sanctuary in a dream, at first it was a hopeless fantasy that did nothing but keep your spirits going while you counted the days going by, but as time wen by you started gaining a drive to seek it out as the perfect goal.

Become the one.

The one true ruler, the one who would use his greed as a human to scrap and bide his time one inch after another towards power until making it to the very top where he would claim his throne and kick the kingdoms current ruler down to where she and her Nobel class belong!.

In the cold dirty gutters wollowing in their own filth lower than rats begging for scraps.
Where you once were.

Soon, you could feel it, in your bones. Soon you will claim it, all of it and rule like the malevolent King your children deserve!.
soon you will -
Suddenly there's a book floating in front of your face.

Wah?

"WHERE did you get this!!? " the purple unicorn screeched practically buzzing with excitement for s moment only to freeze in her tracks suddenly with a embarrassed flush on her face.

"Eh hem, I mean, where exactly did you acquire such a book Mr. Human" she said in a more calm and mannered tone much more fitting for a high class unicorn raised in canterlot.

It may of worked to make her seem more professional if she hadn't just acted like foal on hearts warming day.

And over what it just a dusty old book that you had laying around that you found while explorering the old castle ruins in the everfree forest a couple years back. by now you had already picked that old castle clean of anything worth scavenging and that book along with many others was just one of the few junk you couldn't make a profit off in auctions so you choose to keep it on your night stand.

Wait.. Was this bitch just snooping in your room?!.

Snatching the book out of the air you tell her with kindest apologetic voice you could fake that it was gift from a friend and that you had no clue of its origin or even content as it was written in a long dead languages.

Which was basically just really realy old school Victorian English, something that was very odd for you to find as you knew for a fact that equastrian languages had no similarities with human letter characters at all.

You had already read some of the book, just a couple entries but saw nothing important on it. within was just the dairy of some probably long dead mare with a obvious inferiority complex over her older sister.

The first few paragraphs were filled with silly little complaints about her sister always having the attention of all of equestria all to herself leaving the auther in behind he shadow constantly forgotten to time.
You remember rolling your eyes after reading that.

Seems mares were even bigger drama queens back then a thousand years than they are now.

The owner never wrote down their name but the initials on the cover were P. L.
probably just the name of some servant girl that worked in the old castle years ago. Poor dear probably died of old age still despising whoever her sister is.

Why'd you think that?, well you good bored after the first few paragraphs and just skipped to the very end of the dairy where the very last entrie date and read in big blue markings that were.... Unsettling to say the least.

Thou took it!, thou stole all we had sister!, all we had!!, was our kinds love not enough?. you dare try to take my moon as well!!..

Unforgivable, unforgivable, UNFORGIVABLE!!...

WE HOPE THE BURNS SISTER!! !, WE HOPE THE BURNS!!.

Yah you had a hard time believing things worked out in the end between them.
Oh look now this purple bitch had started unpacking her stuff.

In your bed room.

I took all I had not to whip out the old plot spanking arm when said "its a lot smaller than I'm use to but I guess this will do right spike? ".

Said dragon just nodded as he took to the other side of YOUR bed and laid down on it getting donut crumbs all over it.

"Well thanks again for acomidating us sir, will try not to be too much of hoofful while we're under your care" twight said to him standing at the entrance to YOUR room, "I'd like to have early start in the morning with my friendship lessons so spike and i plan to get some shut eye now, good night, oh and spike snores sometimes so if you hear something that sounds of construction noise tonight its just him okay"

An with the the unicorn closed the door locking you out of your own bedroom and left you spasming with rage at the door step.

Blood even started running down your nose for a moment due to how much anger your mind was suppressing.
On the outside you looked calm and calculated.

On the inside you felt like you we're gonna spontaneously combust