Chapter 1
A Person, a Path, and Ponies?
————~~~~Cloud~~~~————
As more and more condensation began to accumulate in the air, the small cloud began to grow denser and denser. Soon it became a dark grey and in the center a small ball of water formed. The ball dropped and plummeted to the earth below.
————~~~~Rain Drop~~~~————
*WeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE* Thought the little raindrop as it fell from the sky, gaining more and more speed as it fell. *EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-* The little raindrops screams of enjoyment are cut short as it hits something on the ground below.
————~~~~Max~~~~————
“Well isn’t that pretty?” Max asks no one in particular as he watches a orange sunset lowering below the ocean's horizon from his small boat. He sighs contently. “This is God’s creation… and it’s amazing.” The moment he says this a large wave forms. “Also God's creation but it terrifying... What the he-“ His words are cut off as the wave crashes on him, filling his nose with water, he sputters as he begins to drown. His mind takes over as he wakes up with a start. A small drop of water slides out of his nose when he leans up.
“Well that’s one way to wake up from a dream.” He rubs his eyes tiredly but freezes soon after and feels the ground below him. His hands touch soil. Alright who’s the wise guy who turned my bed into a dirt pile. He thinks sarcastically. Max opens his eyes and looks around. Trees?! What the he-He is cut off as thunder claps above him from that small cloud. Oh you have GOT to be kidding me! Alright whoever did this is getting throat punched, and not in haha ‘I’m just joking’ kinda way. He thinks angrily.
He gets up and sighs. He is wearing blue jeans, with short white socks and blue sneakers, a plain black T-Shirt and a hoodie version of Van Gogh's Starry Night. Wait why am I wearing clothes? Never mind, just calm down Max, it’s not gonna help you get home. Keep a cool head and follow a path. He looks at the dirt he was previously sitting in and let’s his eyes follow were it goes. Well I’ll be darned. This is a path. He beams and walks along the pathway, a pep in his step. I like the rain and needed a shower anyways, if it hits me, so be it. He ventures on, not knowing what to expect.
————~~~~Twilight~~~~————
“Spike! I’m going out! Need anything?!” Twilight shouts from the front door, her saddle bags empty, excluding the list of items she plans on getting. She has it memorized tenfold but still brings it with her, you know, just in case.
“NO I’M GOOD!!” Screams the small dragon in reply.
“Alright, I’ll be back after a while!” She steps out the door and locks it behind her, checks to see if the closed sign is on the door. “Perfect!” She turns and trots off to get the first item on her list.
————~~~~Max~~~~————
“UUUUUUGH! Where does this road even lead?!” He vocalises his frustration. He knows that it’s been used semi-frequently for two main reasons. There is a lack of grass on the path and there are noticeable ruts what are formed from wheels on dirt, but they don’t have treads which is peculiar to him.
The only thing that I can think that wouldn’t have treads would be a wagon wheel or skis…. but skis would have more varying degrees of width and wouldn't dig this deep. So wagon like wheels are the only thing I can think of… but who uses wagon wheels?! See what I mean? He finds it really strange.
All that come to mind is the Amish… Lord please don’t let it be the Amish, not that I don’t like them, I just don’t know how I’ll react. He’s somethin’ ain’t he? Let’s get back to the story shall we…? I’ll take that as a yes.
————~~~~Twilight~~~~————
“Now let’s see-“ Twilight removes the list from her bag… for the seventh time this trip and she has only purchased two of the items on said list. “-what was the exact things I needed here?” She knows what it is but it’s better to be safe than sorry right?
Twilight finds the items she needs and purchased them and nods her thanks to the pony running the stall.
“Now let’s see where we need to go next…” And now for the eight time today, Twilight opens her bag, removes the list, rechecks the items she has already bought, and looks what she need next. “Just a few more items.” She says to no one in particular. Twilight walks towards a particular blonde farmers stand.
“Mornin’ Twi!” Apple Jack greats happily.
“Good Morning Apple Jack, do you happen to ha-“ Twilight gets cut off but here orange coated friend.
“‘Course I do Twi! I goter right ‘ere.” She leans under the stall and comes back up with a basket of apples. She places it on the counter and smiles. “Ahhhss usual that’ll be five bits.”
“Ofcourse.” Twilight levitates five bits to the table and transfers the apple to her bags, evening the weight appropriately. “Thank you Apple Jack.” She says with a nod.
“Anythin’ for you Twi.” The Apple farmer smiles and tilts her hat. “You have yerself a good day now.”
“You too!” Twilight replys smiling, she turns and heads for sugar cube corner.
————~~~~Max~~~~————
As Max walks do barely notices that the tree cover disappears, but the sun on the back of his neck causes him to look up. “GAH!” And consequently stare at the sun… way to go…
He rubs his eyes and looks around. “Well the forest ends here I guess…” He walks up the hill in front of him that the path continues on, as he nears the top he can just barely make out what appears to be rooftops. Could it be?! His pace quickens and he soon reaches the top of the hill.
He stops in surprise. Well that’s not what I thought an Amish village would look like… He states as he looks at a town a mile or two away from his position. All the houses he can see are made up of stone with a wooden framework that covers them. Topped with a thatch roof.
Maybe they are from somewhere else other than America. Oh well it’s civilization. I could get inside and safe from the rain that will get here any moment. He heads down the other side of the hill, making his way to the newly discovered residency. Though a small thought is forming in the back of his mind. A thought of deja vu.
————~~~~Twilight~~~~————
The bell rings as Twilight enters Sugarcube Corner.
“Hiya Twilight!” Pinkie Pie says in her normally over chipper tone.
“Hey Pinkie.” Twilight replies with a smile.
“Well watchya doing here? Coming to get that lunch for you and Spike?” She asks as she turns around and grabs a brown bag before twilight can answer her.
“Yes, yes it is Pinkie.” She smiles at her energetic friend.
“Her’ it ith!” Pinkie says as she tries to talk around the bag.
“Thank you Pinkie.” Twilight takes the bag from her and puts it in her bag, making sure not to squish it.
Pinkie gasps in an over exaggerated way… like she usually does. Am I the only one that thinks she sounds like a car that’s trying to start but can’t? No? Just me? Oh well.
“What-“ Pinkie does hear the rest of Twilight’s words because she has already zipped into the back room. “-is it? And she’s gone…” Twilight shakes her head. That mare… what am I going to do with her? Pinkie flies back in, a rainbow cupcake balanced on her nose. “What’s that?”
“It’s a cupcake silly!” Pinkie giggles. Twilight’s ears splay back, unamused.
“I know that Pinkie but why do you have it?” She asks, hoping to get a better answer.
“Because I made it!” She giggles again. “You ask silly questions Twilight.” This causes Twilight to facehoof.
“But why did you bring it out here?” Twilight asks, straining to stay calm.
“Oh that’s easy, because I promised spike I’d make him one!” She smile and bounces, the cupcake staying on her nose. “Why didn’t you ask that in the first place silly filly?” Twilight sighs and teleports the cupcake home, not wanting to get it all in her bag like last time.
“Well thanks anyways Pinkie.” She removes the bits from her bag and places them on the counter.
“Your welcome Twi, I’ll see you later!” Pinkie beams.
“See you later Pinkie Pie.” Twilight turns and goes out, the bell ringing again. "Time to get home to Spike and work on things in the library." Twilight trots home, not knowing that her life and the lives of everypony in Equestria where about to be changed forever.
————~~~~Max~~~~————
As Max nears the town that feeling of deja vu hits his main thoughts. What the? Why am I feeling that? This is just a normal vi- Realization hits him. He looks to the houses and to the trees far behind him. Could it be?! He turns his head quickly and focuses on a mountain, swallowing heavily as he sees what he was looking for. HOLY F-
So I'm gonna bleep that out, just in case it's very inappropriate. How am I here? Why didn't I realize it at first? Why am I so stupid?! Max clasps his hands together and breathes heavily before releasing it. "It's gonna be okay, just calm down and focus. What should I do?" He thinks for a bit. "Look for the-" The leaves of a large oak tree just barely poke above the houses from his position. "There." He puts his hood up to cover his face and sticks his hands in his hoodie pocket. If I've learned anything from my time on FiMFiction its that ponies freak out when they see a human, so lets try to hide my features so I look like a weird Minotaur or something. Max ventures forwards, dead set on meeting a purple pony in the next few minutes.
————~~~~Twilight~~~~————
Twilight Closes the door behind her. "I'm home Spike!"
"OKAY!" Replies the small dragon.
"I really don't need help with anything for today!"
"COOL! WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ME?!"
Twilight chuckles and takes out Spikes lunch with the cupcake. "I have lunch for you, but you can take it and eat with Rar-" Spike rushes down the stairs and snatches his lunch.
"BYEGONNAGOSEERARITYBEBACKLATER!!!" He shouts as he rushes out the door.
Twilight sighs and sets her bags down next to the couch downstairs. She takes her lunch and carries it to the kitchen where she starts to eat a daisy sandwich.
————~~~~Max~~~~————
Well that was easy. Max, being the amazingly stealth human he is, made it to his destination unnoticed, but in actuality it was because literally anyone that could have seen him wasn't looking in his direction. He looks up and reads the sign. Golden Oaks Library. Yup, this is the right place. He pulls his hand out of his pocket and lifts it to knock, but he pauses as he notices the sign. In this moment of hesitation all the doubts and fears rush through his brain. Shaking his head, Max breaths and knocks. After a moment a female voice is hear.
"The library is closed for the day!" The voice states.
"I'm not exactly here for books!" Max replies.
"Oh... Well come in then! I'll be down in a minute!"
Max opens the door, ducks a little, and steps inside, he closes it behind him. Making his way towards the couch he notices the size difference in comparison to normal couches, its not much but he can tell that this is smaller than his one at home. He sits down on it, being mindful not to land roughly, not wanting to possibly break it. Max hears dishes clinking and then hooves clopping as somepony was starting down the steps.
"Sorry about that, I was just finishing up lunch. How can I help y-" Twilight finally looks up and notices that whatever is in her home is not a pony, slightly resembles a Minotaur, and is hiding their features with a hood. "oooouuuuuu......"
Max looks into her eyes and pulls his hands back out of his pockets, Twilight's eyes fixate to them and follow them and they grip his hood. He thrusts it back, revealing the face underneath...
Author's Note
Authors notes
Oh and don’t worry, the Amish won’t read this so it’s ok. If you are reading this and are Amish, what the heck are you doing here?! I’m surprised, honored, but surprised, hope you enjoy, and to the rest of you lovely people, hope you enjoyed this story and I cant wait to see you in the next one.
