Gently, tossing and turning in the bag, I reluctantly got up. Looking at the empty wrist. Click and I already look at a watch.

9 am. Too early for me, but I could not sleep anymore. Lazily getting up on my legs. I decide where to go next. I wanted to go to the city.

On a nearby tree, with a knife, I cut out "KwH." Taking my backpack, I leave the camp.

Stepping onto the road, looking in both directions, I tried to remember which way the city was.

Lazily moving along the road. Kicking the rocks in front of me. I was impatient to see the city.
Why not find out how long I have to go. At the click of his fingers, a navigator appeared ... ... The navigator appeared several dozen meters away from home. He fell right on my head. Devilish forces. Why they can not work as I need. Looking at the navigator lying on the road. Yes, a few tens of meters of the fall did not give nothing useful. Screen in smithereens.

"Aaaah ... damn!" New click and new navigator. This time I hold him tight. Super tight! Where are we? Required myself. Looking at the screen and trying to find me on it. Oh, here I am. 24 km left. Irritated sighing. C'mon, I won't get to that evening.

Genious idea. In my mind. How have I not thought before? Car! I can make a car. I have a driver's license. Hope here the same driving rules. I need to choose a car. I always wanted an American Muscle car. There is some Chevrolet Impala 69 or ford mustang 70 or Pontiac GTO 69. To be pathos and all black matt with flames on the front part.

After long discussions and discussions. Naturally with the main spitsialist available to me on these things. Ie by me. Well, I'm alone on this road. If there was someone else here, I would have demanded to ask their opinions. This is the Pontiac Firebird 1978. One thought and he is already standing before me. Flick your fingers. He became black dull with tongues of flame. OOOOOO ... He's so awesome!

Getting under the hood. original engine at a maximum power of 290 bhp. Why do you mean trifles? Prarah clicks on the site of the original engine stood a 24 cylinder engine. The click and body properties have changed. Over durable body. Trying to close the hood. The hood does not close. Crackle! Closed.

Opening the door, I put the navigator in its place. Quickly climbing inside, sitting on the leather seat. Inside was extremely good. Rubbing the steering wheel. "Damn, let's do it." I turned the key in the ignition, the engine roared like a wild beast. Frightened birds fluttered in panic from nearby trees.

Speeding up the highway. I headed towards the city.At a speed of 180 km / h, I rode past the cars in front. A couple of minutes and I almost got to town. Driving into the city I had to slow down.

Driving past the cottages, I see a lot of people. Vaughn and two storey house Filthy Rich. There are three sirens. By the way, they have a model appearance. They are sitting at the table on the veranda.

On the sidewalk I meet three girls. As soon as I approach them, slowing down to see better. One of the girls pushes her friend in the bushes. Carefully looking closer, I recognized them as Daimomd Tiara and Silver Spoon. Remembering the MLP, the girl who flew away into the bushes is Babs? My assumption is beating like glass when a head looks out of the bushes. Head- Screw ball. Her pupils look creepy. How does she see with these eyes? With the exception of eyes and hair splendor, it is an exact replica of DT.

My stomach reminded me that I hadn’t eaten anything since last night. I just have to go sugar corner. Just meet with one of the mane six. This is not MLP, but EQG, so it’s not a fact that it will throw me a party.

I was driving on the navigator, the sugar corner was not so far away. By parking my beast at the entrance I get out of the car. My expectations were not fulfilled sugar corner does not go like a witch's gingerbread house from Green's fairy tale. The building looked like a ... bilding? The only thing remarkable is the unusual color. I will not hesitate and perhaps I will come.

Inside was exactly the same as shown in the animated series. Miss Cake melted at the counter. My belly urged me on. I went to the counter. Examining the cakes on the shop window. Miss Cake caught my attention.

“Hello, you are probably the first time here? I’m Miss Cake and you are in a sugar corner. ”The smiling woman said. Her smiling purple eyes looked at my face and hair. "You are not a relative of Sunset Schiemer? You just like her very much. Even your style of clothing is similar. If it were not for the hair with eyes, I would take you for her.” A smile is still on her face. "If Pinky were here, she would have given you a family reunion party or something like that."

I interrupted her. “No, I'm not her relative. In this world, I have no family. ”Roughly speaking, my whole family is in another world. I did not lie to her. I looked at her sad look. Her smile was replaced by a sad expression.

“How sad to hear that. But I see you are not worried about this. ”Her smile returned to its place. “Wait a bit, here Pinky will be back from the games of friendship. She will cheer you up. ”Without paying much attention to her words, I continued to look at cupcakes.

“That chocolate cake and that one with strawberries. ... Did you talk about any games? Can you tell me more? ”I smiled and looked at Miss Kake. Her mischievous smile widened as she began to speak.

“Friendship games are held annually between the Canterlot High School and the Crystal Academy. The Crystal Academy has always won before, but this year the Knterloth Higher School has every chance of winning.

"Thank you" I took the buns and sat at the table. Looking around people around. From familiar faces, I see only Octavia and Vinyl Scratch. There were few people. Without considering me and the owners, there were four people. Calmly eating a bun, a guy sits down next to me. He has purple standing hair, a yellow jersey and worn blue jeans.

“Hello Sunset!” He says and looks into my face. By his expression and my emotions, I realized that I did not smile at all. “Okay, calm. Now you can burn me with a look. ”He said excitedly. “I admit misunderstood. At first glance, you really look like her. "

With a calm, calm voice, I ask. “And whom?” Deciding to say in advance, “And no, we are not kin."

“Well, you have a similar style of clothing. And the hair is very similar. If you do not look into your eyes or mouth, you will not notice the difference. ”He said very nervously. From the show I do not remember him. Who is it at all?

"Who are you? And what is your relationship with Sunset Shimer? ”I asked, still calm. Smiling a bit to calm his nervousness.

“Oh, I'm a fellow Sunset Shimer. My name is Fire Stalker. ”With a hint of pride. He hit himself on the chest. "Ok, I have to go," he said, running out the door. Outside the window, I saw him jump into a yellow van. Car brand was Doge Ram. The van accelerated sharply away from the store.

Well, that was fast. I don't remember Sunset having a boyfriend. Maybe in the cartoon did not have time to show it? Or is it just not important to the story. Although Flush is shown. Shoving the last pieces in my mouth, I went out the door. Bypassing my car heading to the driver's place. I heard a buzzing sound. I stopped at the trunk. The sound is clearly heading towards me. Turning my head to the left, I see a blue scooter rushing at me. I managed to catch her at the last second by the scruff of the neck. There was a loud crash and the whole scooter spread over my car.

The girl was shaking with her hands over her eyes. She gave about my age. Rather the age of my body. Somewhere about eighteen? The girl had pale skin and blond hair. She wore white sneakers and a typical postman with short shorts. The blue form was complemented by a postman bag. I have already guessed who it is, but out of politeness I decided to ask. “What is your name?” I said in a gentle tone. I tried to say what Celestia would say.

She opened her eyes and said “Ditzy Doo” almost in a whisper. I just noticed that people were standing around us and looking at us. Ditzy said something But I didn’t pay attention. I vomited a tight embrace from my thoughts and shout “Thank you! Thank! Thank you! ” My whole face was covered in kisses.

“For what?” I asked in surprise.

“For my salvation! How can I thank you? ”She screamed happily. I noticed that people were coming up with a television camera. I really don't want to deal with the media. It is necessary to throw.

“Um ... let me go?” I said, confused by her actions.

"Yes, right. I'm sorry. ”She said releasing me. I immediately began to erase the drooling and lipstick from my face. The camera was seen better and better in the crowd. I quickly got to the car. She took it and quickly went the same way as the van had recently left.

Driving into the alley, I stopped the car and turned off the engine. I sat for about thirty minutes calmly. What should I do? I asked an inaudible question. The answer to the question was the sound of the arrival of SMS.

Pulling the phone out of your pocket. “Who can write to me?” I did not give my number to anyone. Looking at the number of the sender. Phone number - & $ _- @ - +! #. Probably some kind of glitch? The text read, “Do you remember playing DS?” You need to create a call sign. Only subject. Send him to another world. If you're lucky they will call you.

Sms sent me obviously crazy. Why should I make a token? Immediately after these thoughts, I wanted to do it. OK. Actually, why not? After much deliberation that it will be, I came to a decision.

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According to my decision, my token should be functional, and not some kind of trinket.

It was a gun. As planned, he must take the form in accordance with the style of the owner of the battle. Caliber, model, colors, attachments - it all depends on holding it in your hands, but a few things are unchanged. The muddy side of the handle is always the inscription - ‘I am demoness Kate! If you need help, I am always glad to give it, but remember that in your hands and do not forget to use! To call for help throw the gun into the fire. ’. And as a nice bonus, the gun has a non-removable store whose size depends on the shape of the gun at the moment, plus 33%. The number of patrons is restored once a day.

Pleased with my work, I looked at my creation. In my hands it was a red-black Glok-18 with a collimator sight and a tactical flashlight. Honestly, I had to think longer what sign to make than to create it. All my creation is a snap of my fingers ... although considering that before I got here, I couldn’t click my fingers - this is a big deal! My fingers ran through the metal of the weapon. It now remains to send. Clicking with my fingers the gun burns out leaving nothing.

Looking around in the alley, I sit and wait, when they call me. Interestingly the call acts like in Dark Souls? ... Okay, I tired of waiting, how to remove the call sign? Mmmm ... yes, I did not think it over. Okay, then I'll figure it out, after all, this is the problem of the future Kate, not mine.

Starting a car, I drive to the main road. My next goal is Canterlot High School. I hope I did not miss anything interesting. According to Miss Cake, friendship games are taking place there now. I am incredibly interested in everything will be as shown in the show? Although I count myself Brony, but I have seen all eight seasons, plus the whole EQG. Should I follow the canon or can the world itself be striving for the canon even if I interfere. Ok, let's not philosophize anymore soon I will learn everything. In any case, the school is already around the corner.

Turning the corner in front of me opens the portal. The speed is too fast, the portal is too close. I do not have time to slow down. My best chance is to have time to turn. And yes ... no. Having traveled the first portal, I got into another.

When I drove through the portal, I received a strong acceleration. I flew forward, leaving a trail like a comet. An outside observer might think that I am a shooting star in the night sky. Stop really in the animated series did not show Equestria through the portals? I swear there was a day! If I hadn’t been pressed into a chair, I would have thought better, but the earth is coming. It is a pity in the dark it is impossible to see where I'm flying.

My eyes widened and my face froze in horror. I'm going to crash on the ground. Immediately I became a believer. In all religions at the same time. And he began to pray to all the gods known to me to save my miserable sinful skin. The result was instant. My flaming bird dug its beak in the sand at a sick speed. I was so weakly shaken. Airbags worked. The crunch and everything went dark.

Author's Note

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