Two guys, six ponies, and a whole lot of cartoon characters

*Dan's POV*

"They look exactly look like the Mane 6 and Spike from My Little Pony, how the hell did they get here and why are they babies," I asked, shocked.

Zack said nothing, merely making a I don't know sound.

"Right now, we can't worry about that. We need to get them inside before they freeze to death," Zack then said.

I looked back inside the box and indeed, they were all shivering, and getting worse. Pinkie Pie looked up at me, her blue eyes seeming to scream, "please, help us."

After that display of cuteness, neither one of us hesitated any longer. I picked up the box while Zack ran to the front door of my apartment, which we were actually in front of. After taking the box inside, the two of us headed up to the second floor of the complex, where I lived. We practically ran down the second floor hallway, which earned some irritated looks from my neighbors. I ignored them as Zack and I reached a door on the left and at the end of the hallway.

"Zack, I can't get to my keys, you need to get them from my pocket," I said, adjusting my grip on the box.

Zack nodded and grabbed my keys from my left pocket. Thankfully, they weren't shoved deep in there or we would have been out there a while. I looked down at the babies, and while they seemed a lot better, I can tell they needed a lot more warmth and food.

"Hey, guys, you're going to be okay. We'll get you inside where it's warm and safe," I told them.

The babies looked up at me, and a few even smiled.

"Okay, got it," Zach muttered, and he opened the door.

I quickly got the box inside and put the box on the dining room table, which is also the kitchen room table. Zack went to get food for the babies while I grabbed towels and a small heater. They may have been inside and safe from the cold, but it was clearly the babies needed a lot more warming up to do, not to mention eat.

A few minutes later, Zack showed up with the food, looked at the clock and said, "your parents working late again?"

I looked back at the clock hanging above the living room, which read 4:00.

"They'll be back by 6 today," I replied.

Zack nodded and placed the food down at the table. He knew how my parents, because of their job in the tech industry, sometimes had to work late a lot of nights. That meant there were several nights where I ate dinner by myself. Thankfully, this number has went down a lot, especially with Zack sometimes having dinner with me.

The two of us worked together, making sure the babies were fed and properly warmed and after half an hour, the six ponies and baby dragon were sleeping peacefully, wrapped in warm towels. I looked to Zack and he had taken his glasses off so he can rub his eyes.

"Well, now that they're safe, at least in the immediate future, what now," he asked.

I looked back to the box, pondering what to do next. Truth be told, there were a lot of questions, like how and why characters from a cartoon show ended up in the real world, why they were all infants, and how we were going to take care of them from now on.

Zack was now in deep thought, stroking his chin subconsciously and his eyes focused on some random spot on the table.

"Alright, I think I got something," he said.

"Yeah? What's your plan, Buddy," I asked.

"I was proposing that we each take three of the ponies, and one of us will have to take care of Spike, at least until we can figure out a more concrete plan and seriously think about this," he proposed.

"Okay, but are we going to let our parents see them? I mean, how would they react?"

"Well, they don't have their cutie marks yet, so just tell them that the ponies are puppies who got into some paint, and if they see Spike, just tell them that he's a baby iguana or something," Zack explained.

I nodded and asked, "okay, who's getting who, and how we are deciding who gets Spike?"

Zack replied without missing a beat, "rock, paper, scissors, best out of three."

"Sounds good to me," I replied, chuckling.

In terms of who would get which pony, we decided that I would get Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Pinkie Pie, while Zack would get Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, and Fluttershy.

"I can work with that. Besides, you always were a Twilight Sparkle fan," I said tongue-in-cheekily.

Zack smiled a little and laughed at that.

"Yeah, ain't no denying that," he replied, a bit of his old Southern accent coming out.

We then played rock, paper, scissors, to see who would take care of Spike. Zack ended up winning and as he carefully puts the baby ponies and dragon into his jacket, I ask him, "you have to head home?"

Zack nodded and had a "I'm sorry" smile.

"Yeah, my folk-I mean, my foster parents, are making something special, and expect me back soon," he replied.

I nodded and proceeded to give Zack a fistbump before he left. After he left, I turned back to the box and picked up Pinkie Pie, smiling at her.

"Well, aren't you just the cutest thing, aren't ya?"

Pinkie didn't say anything, merely touching my nose with her hoof and giggling a little.

I smiled back and tapped her muzzle with my finger.

"Boop!"

………

*third POV*

The two best friends proceeded to hide the babies in their rooms, and after the two fell asleep, something mysterious and even stranger would happen that night. As they slept, a green, glowing light, could be seen from where the babies slept, and some furniture got knocked around a bit.