Silga Singewald was relaxing in her house in Ponyville. Silga was alone in her home, she didn’t know anypony else in Ponyville, at least not really. Silga was sitting in a recliner in the living room. She had a ice tea on the coffee table.

She sighed as she expected to spend yet another lonely day in Ponyville. Silga had only move there because it was far cheaper than her Manehattan apartment. Of course, even in Manehattan she hadn’t really known anypony. Silga was actually very excited and joyful most of the time.

Qualities that most ponies unfortunately found off putting. Not to say that ponies didn’t like excitement in their lives, but Silga didn’t always seem to know when to stop. Even though when ponies got to know her they found that she was actually very caring and understanding.

Silga pulled her long green cape up around herself. Even if Silga did manage to get to know a pony, they almost always thought she was weird. Some would tolerate it for awhile, but most would eventually give up and ignore her. Silga herself didn’t feel like she could help this very much.

A part of this was her peculiar fascination with magic. Not so peculiar perhaps for a unicorn, but definitely for and earth pony. The vast majority of Equestrian society regarded magical and study and interest for non unicorns as frivolous at best, and abnormal at worst. Silga herself could never cast any spells. But she also knew of unicorns who could write very complex spells but didn’t have the technical ability to cast them.

Inspired by this Silga had started her own magical studies. She had tried to apply for magical studies at several colleges and universities, but they all laughed at an earth pony wanting to learn magic. So Silga did all of the research herself. Silga now believed that her knowledge was great enough that if she were a unicorn she could cast very complex spells, of course this was an impossibility.

Despite not being able to cast any spells herself, Silga was mostly happy with the work she had accomplished. One thing that made up for not being able to cast spells herself was talking to unicorns about magic, and asking them to cast specific spells. To Silga’s surprise most unicorns were happy to appease the eager mare’s requests.

The only thing that Silga was disappointed about was that she still wasn’t able to find anything about a magical ankh necklace that had been given to her as a filly. When Silga was about six years old she was walking through the woods, her parents had let her play in there. But she wandered off to far, and it was getting late.

Shadows creeped in as the day faded to night. Ghoulish noises could be heard throughout the woods. Eventually a pack of timberwolves set their sites on the young filly. Silga unsure of what to do had ran as fast as her little legs would take her.

Eventually she came to the edge of a cliff, the timber wolves circled in around her, ready to strike. Silga wasn’t sure how but suddenly all of the timber wolves started to explode into piles of wood, fireballs were raining down everywhere.

When all of the timber wolves were dead, and the smoke had cleared she saw a very tall cloaked figure. His face was completely shrouded in darkness. All that could be seen were two blood red glowing eyes. “Come here young one.” The figure said in a deep resounding and haunting voice.

Silga nonplussed was unable to move or even speak. The tall figure moved over to her. He removed his cloak, underneath a muscular and terrifying face was revealed. The figure had large red piercing eyes. Sharp fangs that came out of his mouth, and extremely large ears protruding from his head.

“Take this young one, it will keep you safe from harm,” The figure said handing Silga a red ankh necklace.

Silga only knew that the ankh could detect the presence of nearby magical activity. She yearned to learn more about its origins.

Ever since that encounter, with what Silga later learned was a goblin, she had become obsessed with magic. In fact without it she would still be a stallion now. Unfortunately, Silga had never found any goblins in Equestria. She only learned what the tall figure was based on an educated guess of a large greenish creature she saw in a story book once.

As far as Silga knew her ankh was a rare breed of magical items that didn’t require a unicorn to be used. Of course, as extensive as Silga’s knowledge of magic is, it didn't come without a few hiccups along the way.

Silga now had to wear red rimmed prescription lenses due to a magical accident that happened to her a few years ago. She had asked a unicorn to perform a light spell, one that would concentrate reflected light into a single beam. In effect she was trying to create a homemade laser beam. Of course, this backfired when the beam was aimed directly at her eyes.

Silga tried to have unicorn doctors cast a healing spell on her eyes, but she didn’t have the insurance to afford such a procedure. So she wore glasses instead. Silga sighed as she watched the lonely minutes tick away on her clock. The ice cubes in her ice tea had already melted.

Despite having lived in Ponyville for six months now, Silga hadn’t managed to decorate her home. The wall and rooms were all very sparse. The only room in her house that wasn’t completely barren was her library. Which was filled to the brim with magical studies books.

Due to her pursuit of magic, and partially to her own strangeness, Silga had never managed to really make any friends with anyone. She did know someone who she would call a friend a few years ago, but she hadn’t seen that pony since then. And she had no idea how to contact him.

In fact a few weeks ago Silga had had a rather unpleasant encounter with a unicorn. She was in the market looking to buy some fruits and vegetables when she stumbled across a stand selling magical items. Every now and then Silga would pick up a magical item, either to keep for herself, or find a unicorn who was willing to use it for her.

In this case Silga found a rather lovely necklace, which supposedly increased a unicorns teleportation magic.”Ooh Starlight I want this one!”A shrill unicron voice beamed from behind her. Silga was shoved to the side as the unicorn approached.

“Starlight! Hurry up! The great and powerful Trixie can’t wait all day!” Trixie said as she levitated the necklace off of the table. Silga mumbled something under her breath. “Hmm did you want this?” Trixie said shoving the necklace in Silga’s face.

“Yes,” Silga replied to the blue unicorn.

“Whatever would an earth pony need a magical amulet for?” Trixie said condensed.

“Trixie! Don't say that!” And approaching purple unicorn said from behind. She paid the sales pony running the stand.

Silga grumbled.

“Sorry, Trixie can be a handful.” The purple unicorn said as she left with her friend.

The encounter had made Silga somewhat bitter about making friends. Especially about ponyville.

Silga also wasn’t sure if Ponyville was the best place to make friends. Because the Princess Of Friendship, along with the Elements Of Harmony, all living in the same town, it meant Ponyville was a tourist hotspot. It did mean that new ponies were coming to Ponyville all the time, it also meant it was harder to make lasting friends.

Even though Silga was normally very outgoing and excited, not being able to form any relationship with anypony in Ponyville had put her into somewhat of a depression. Silga watched as another minute ticked by on the clock. No, I’m not going to sit here and mope in my house all day again. I’m going to go out there and make a friend! Silga thought as she excitedly jumped out of her chair.

She fastened her cape tightly around her neck, and made sure her ankh necklace was tied securely. She adjusted her glasses, and checked her blue and green mane in the mirror, she also patted down her peach colored fur to make sure she looked as nice as possible. Silga also made sure her cape covered her cutie mark. Which was the face of the goblin she had met when she was a filly.

Even though she knew it meant her lifelong pursuit of magic, and to help anypony she could, it was still embarrassing to let other ponies see it. But it just so happened that Silga loved wearing capes. Satisfied with her look Silga left her house. She wasn’t sure of any particular direction, she was just looking to talk to somepony, and become friends.

It was actually rather cold out so Silga pulled her cape up around her neck. Not paying to close attention to where she was walking Silga accidentally bumped into Rarity.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Silga said as she offered a hoof to Rarity.

“It’s quite alright darling, we all make mistakes,” Rarity said letting Silga help her up. Rarity was carrying boxes of fabric for Carousel Boutique. Derpy had been in charge of the delivery again and like usual had managed to deliver it to the wrong pony.

“You own the dress shop in town?” Silga asked as she helped Rarity pick up the boxes.

“Yes, Carousel Boutique darling. I’m actually making a dress for one of my friends currently, Starlight Glimmer. I believe the final product will be very beautiful indeed,” Rarity said opening one of the boxes. “See this amethyst necklace? It will rather complete the look I think.”

Silga took a closer look at the necklace. “Yes that is rather lovely, and that’s very generous to make a dress like that for your friend.”

“Yes I suppose it is,” Rarity said cheerily as she picked up the last box and got ready to leave. “Oh darling that is a rather lovely necklace you are wearing. May ask what it is?”

“It’s an ankh.” Silga replied smiling.

“Rather lovely shape..I will have to see about that. Oh darling I never got your name?”

“I’m Silga.”

“Rarity, darling.”

“Huh maybe will see each other around Ponyville sometime.”

“Yes, that would be nice darling,” Rarity said waving goodbye as she made her way back to Carousel Boutique. Silga was in a good mood after the encounter with Rarity, even though she barely knew the other mare, it was the first real conversation she had with a pony in months.

Silga couldn’t help but have a smile on her face. She was glad to have talked to Rarity, and she decided that she would eventually have to pay Carousel Boutique a visit. She didn’t know what excuse she would come up with to talk to her, but she didn’t mind buying a dress if it helped her make a friend.

Despite her desperate nature Silga wasn’t disheartened by the thought that she might do almost anything to make a friend. She hated being lonely, and she loved being around other ponies. The problem however was her own personality. Most of the time she was to excitable, she decided that she would have to find someone who didn’t mind a high energy pony as a friend.

Silga decided to go get lunch while she was out. It was a little past noon and she hadn’t eaten all day. So with a smile on her face, and pep in her step, Silga made her way to the local hayburger restaurant.

While Silga Singewald was having a rather lovely time after her encounter with Rarity, a half goblins doldrums were only being exacerbated by an incompetent fucking sales pony.

“Alright how about three bits, three apples, three pears.” The half goblin said, clenching and unclenching her fists angrily.

“No, one bit one apple. So five bits total.” The sales pony said crossing his arms.

“Un-fucking believable. Fuck you and your fucking bullshit deals.” The half goblin said spitting on the ground.

Xanthippe Zax Fixxlegore was a half goblin woman aged twenty one. She had unusually colored hair, which was primarily blue but had streaks of orange on the tips, with small streaks of purple on the orange tips. She also wore a leather jacket and pants, and had a skull on her t-shirt.

Being a half goblin Xanthippe had massive goblin ears, and sharp fangs protruding from her mouth. Her skin was a very light shade of white, which managed to not look sickly on her. She also had bright green piercing eyes. Despite her freakishly large ears Xanthippe managed to be a very attractive woman.

“Oh thanks for the compliment you fucking cunt.” Xanthippe said flipping off the sky. “Hey motherfucker do you have to describe fucking everything I’m doing?”

Unfortunately Xanthippe, the answer is yes. Xanthippe cursed one more time and kicked the earth. Xanthippe had traveled to Equestria from another dimension. Where she came from goblins where the dominate race and possessed great magic.

Being a half goblin it meant that she had a goblin father and a human mother. Because of this she still inherited many of her goblin forefathers traits. Her large ears for instance allowed her to have a great hearing ability. And her fangs were the result of an evolutionary trait in goblins to be able to tear the flesh off of animals and digest it raw.

Despite her freakishly large ears, Xanthippe was rather proud of them. She would bash any motherfucker who made fun of them. Xanthippe like her goblin brethren also possessed some magic. Since she was only a half goblin her magic was unfortunately no wear near the strength as a full blooded goblin.

But it was still stronger than humans magic, who were barely able to lift a rock off the ground. Using her magic Xanthippe was able to travel across dimensions. She’d been to several already and had decided to come to Equestria. It seemed like a fun place, and she’d never met talking ponies before.

Xanthippe had come to Equestria to have some fun, fuck a few bitches, do drugs, and have a good fucking time. Unfortunately, what she found instead was that most ponies in Equestria had sticks shoved up their ass. In fact Xanthippe swore that these sticks were shoved so far up ponies asses she swore she could motherfucking see them when they talked.

Of course, she resigned herself to accept this as it was completely different from her dimension. The world Xanthippe had come from was very dull and barren. Almost no joy existed there. Because of this Xanthippe used her magic to leave and a better place to live. Unfortunately, besides wanting to have fun and do what she wanted, Xanthippe also wanted a friend.

Xanthippe was one edgy motherfucker. In general this meant she had trouble making connections with other people. Most refused to see past her rough and extreme exterior, as much as she was a shit talking, weed smoking, edge lord, she was also kind person who actually listened to people.

Of course regardless of whether someone was friends with her or not Xanthippe didn't take any fucking bullshit. She also really hated it when somebody was being an absolute fucking cunt.

“Oh like right now? Hey bitch ass motherfucker you have managed to describe zero of where the fuck I’m at right now.” Xanthippe said flipping off me, I mean the sky again.

Xanthippe was actually walking away from a sales pony not to far away from Ponyville. Xanthippe had been wandering around Equestria for several weeks now in the hopes of finding fun. But there seems to be a certain inescapable innocence to the ponies of Equestria.

Almost none of knew what fuck, shit, ass, cunt, bastard, or any curse words meant. Sex while existant, was very taboo talk. It was also frowned upon to do any drugs. And Xanthippe hadn’t found a single bar yet that served anything besides apple cider.

Xanthippe looked at the town of Ponyville and sighed. If I can’t find one motherfucker in that town who just wants to have fun then I fucking quit. Xanthippe thought as she made her way into Ponyville. In order to not cause panic Xanthippe had cast a spell on herself so that she appeared as a pony to any passersby, even though she was actually a half goblin still.

“Jesus fucking christ. Can we please hurry this along?” Xanthippe said annoyed with the narration and wanting to progress the story already.

Xanthippe’s stomach grumbled, she decided to grab some lunch. Not long after arriving in Equestria Xanthippe had decided that all food in Equestria was absolute fucking horse shit. Despite it tasting disgusting, being a half goblin meant Xanthippe’s stomach could handle almost anything.

Xanthippe walked into the a hayburger restaurant. Xanthippe ordered some hay burgers and fries, she looked for a place to sit but saw that there were no empty tables. A peach colored mare in a green cape flagged her down. Xanthippe waved back and made her way to the mare.

“Thanks for letting me set here. My name’s Xanthippe.” Xanthippe said sitting down.

“Hi I’m Silga.” Silga said holding out her hoof. Xanthippe shook it.

“Nice to motherfuckng meet you.” Xanthippe said with a nudge and a wink at the audience. “Fuck you you cunty motherfucker. I ain’t nudging and winking at nobody. This is just how I fucking talk.” Xanthippe said flipping off the sky again. Oh Xanthippe, Xanthippe, if only that were true.

Silga was completely confused by this exchange. Unaware that Xanthippe was talking to the narrator, to Silga is appeared as if Xanthippe was insane. Normally most ponies would be freaked out at this point, and want to run away. But Silga resigned herself to stay, the mare(half goblin) before her seemed interesting, and she didn’t mind talking to her more.

“So are you new to Ponyville?” Silga asked.

“Bitch I just walked in this fucking town fifteen minutes ago. And I was hungry as a motherfucker so I wanted to get some motherfucking grub.”

“Oh okay. Sorry, you just didn’t seem like you were from around here.”

“And you don’t seem like a cunt, so go motherfucking figure.”

“I don’t know what a cunt is.”

“Ah motherfuck. Shit how do I fucking explain? Let’s just say cunt is a meaner version of calling someone a jerk.”

“Oh okay.” Silga said. “So are you traveling?”

“You could say that.”

“Any particular place?”

“Wherever a bitch can pop a cherry and get some nice fucking weed.” Xanthippe said letting out a loud burp. “So bitch the motherfuck do you do? I see you wearing that silly ass fucking cape. Granted though I think it makes you look cute as a motherfucker.”

Silga hesitated for a second. “Well I love magic! I’ve studied it basically my entire life. I can’t cast any spells since I’m an earth pony, but I don’t care. I love magic and I loved studying. I’ve even written a few of my own spells!” Silga said very excitedly and with a big smile on her face.

“Fuck yeah!” Xanthippe yelled as she chugged down some cider. Despite most ponies at this point being off put by Silga, Xanthippe rather enjoyed the excited mare. She was one of the few people she encountered that seems to actually be excited about something. She also didn’t seem like a massive fucking drag. An idea began to form in Xanthippe’s head.

“You’re the motherfucking narrator bitch! Tell the fucking audience my idea already! What’s with all the fucking anticipation? Jesus fucking Christ it’s like a Mormon girl getting fucked in the ass for the first time.” Xanthippe said flipping me off again, I mean the sky.

Xanthippe wanted to ask Silga to come with her to another dimension. One that didn’t have so many fucking hang ups like Equestria did. Xanthippe didn’t know Silga, but she got the impression from the mare that she was a very fun person to be around.

“Hey Silga, I have a strange request. So I was thinking maybe we could be friend. But I have to motherfucking show you something first. So is there a house you have where we could be along together?” Xanthippe asked rather politely.
“Yes of course.” Silga said. After that Silga and Xanthippe made their way to Silga’s house. Once inside Xanthippe revealed her true form. Silga’s jaw dropped. She couldn’t believe that a goblin was standing in front of her eyes. She hadn’t seen a goblin since she was just a filly.

“Oh my Celestia! This is so amazing! A goblin in my house!” Silga said giddy with excitement.

“I’m only a half goblin girl. But calm down and let me explains some things.” Xanthippe said with a smile on her face, she was happy to see Silga be so excited.

“Yes, yes of course. Please go on.”

“Alright girl, let me lay it out for you real simple. I’m a half goblin. And just like full blooded goblins I posses some magic. I used this magic to travel through dimensions. And I used that same magic to travel to this dimension. You seem like a very fun person to be around. So I was wondering if you would like to go with me to another dimension and have some fun there. Almost every other pony in Equestria is some pussy fucking cunt that isn’t fun to be around. You seem like a cool chick.”

Silga contemplated this. It was a lot to take in at once. Silga thought about how lonely she was feeling. Even though she didn’t know Xanthippe, she still seemed like a fun person to be around. And besides she did think Xantippe looked rather cool with her large goblin ears.

“Alright Xanthippe, I want to go with you. But I have two questions. One have you ever seen an ankh necklace like this before? I’ve been searching my whole life basically for were it came from. Two could you show me some of your magic in the other dimension?” Silga said holding up her ankh necklace. Xanthippe inspected it carefully.

“Actually that does come from my dimension. But nobody knows where those came from. And no I can’t take you to my dimension to see more. Some fucking bullshit in our dimension means any non goblins are fucking vaporized instantly. Also I’d be happy as a motherfucker to show you some of my magic.” Xanthippe said smiling at Silga. “If that’s all then I’m just going to open a dimensional breach right now then.”

Silga thought for a second. “I don’t have anything else.”

“Good.” Xanthippe replied as she used her magic to open a dimensional breach. A swirling purple vortex appeared before the. “Okay on the count of three jump in. One, two, three!”

Xanthippe and Silga plunged into a seemingly infinite spiral abyss. Silga could feel her body being stretched and torn apart. Her insides squish as she was pulled through the portal.

“Fuck yeah mother fuckers!” Xanthippe yelled as the same things happened to her. This wasn’t her first dimension hop and being a crazy motherfucker she rather enjoyed the experience.

With one final big push Xantippe and Silga were blasted out into the new dimension.

Author's Note

So this is just the first chapter. I plan on writing a few more detailing their adventures together. Not sure when the next chapter will be up.