Difference In Perspectives.

[Kingston Manor - Main Foyer - Xavier POV.]

I always complained about my morning routines. Having a wash and brush and getting dressed tends to lose its appeal after the hundredth time doing it. Now, I sorely missed those simplistic and mundane moments. The usual routine was uprooted by technicolored equine in hazmat suits and a very angry Angela Nyx. The sheriff had her wearing one of those straight jackets that binds her arms to her abdomen and muzzle over Angela's mouth. I suppose that was a good thing. She would undoubtedly earn a lifetime of made service with all the obscenities she's currently saying. Leonardo had to physically restrain her for the guard pony to release her restraints. However, it did not prevent Donatello from cracking one of his well-crafted, perfectly timed jokes about Angela's plight.

"Watch out! Here comes the Hannibal lector!"

Angela took some offense to that joke. When free, she chased Donatello around for five minutes before trapping him in a headlock. The guard ponies present were less than receptive toward this behavior and, once again, raised their spears and swords. Not that Angela seems to mind as she tightens her grip. Thankfully, Leonardo separates his brother's head from Angela's grasp, and Captain armor reigns in his guardsman. I was expecting to see the princesses again. Instead, the pony Mrs's heartstrings were clinging to that could've been her twin, except with a blue color scheme. At the same time, Doctor Hooves escorted another chestnut-brown stallion inside. Pinkie graced us with her presence again. Although, I doubt what sort of expertise you could bring today. No one seemed to be stopping her, so I'm assuming it's something. Shining Armor then pulls out a scroll and reads it out to us.

"Here is a royal decree from her majesty Princess Sol Celeste Inferna. The humans will undergo a series of full physical assessments to determine their health and ensure they have no unknown pathogens that could prove fatal to ponies. These tests will include a blood sample, fluid testing, and height and weight measurements. Here, the ponies are esteemed professionals in their craft and will handle the examination carefully. Captain Shining Armor will be stationed at Ponyville with additional guard ponies to secure the mansion's perimeter. The guards will pertain units from the solar and lunar regiments so that the manor is secure for both the day and night cycles,"

"So, basically, we're being watched twenty-four-seven like a detention center, got it," Leonardo said. All of us frowned at that bit of news.

Shooting a glare at Leonardo, the Captain continued. "Furthermore, given our poor first encounter, I would like each human to engage in a friendship report. What that entails is that whatever experiences you've had in friendships - both old and new - I would like to hear of them. You can have your reports delivered to me via dragon fire. To do this, speak with my faithful student and her assistant. This method will allow your reports to be sent directly to me. However, please visit the mayor's office or Captain Shining Armor for assistance if you have any complaints. I will not appreciate any vulgar wording or pranks. Dragonfire messaging is strictly for royal administrative and confidential purposes, with few exceptions. I hope you understand the amount of privilege I am granting. May the tenants of harmony shine upon us all. Signed Princess Sol Celeste Inferna,"

"That horse sow can't be freaking serious!" Angela stated. Many of the ponies blanched at that remark.

"The princess' terms are more than reasonable," Captain Armor said with extra emphasis on her title.

"Anyone noticed how she still wormed us into interacting with her faithful student?" Juliet noted. That got a frown out of Grandmother.

"Oh, come on. Twilight is great and loves teaching ponies stuff. And I bet Twilight can't wait to be your friend, too," Pinkie Pie said.

"Spike is the only one to produce the Dragonfire that leads directly to Princess Celestia. He won't do it without her majesty's permission. Twilight Sparkle and Spike are both members of my family. So I expect every letter exchange to be civil," That was a surprise indeed. I would not have pegged Ms. Sparkle to be his Sibling, let alone a dragon's relation to ponies. Although, I don't care for that veiled threat. Neither did Walter.

"We'll be sure to extend the courtesy your younger sibling did not afford us, Captain," Walter said with an edge of his own.

"How is that dragon, your brother? Did your mother marry a dragon?" Cecelia asks.

The Captain glances at my sister and appears to soften his tone. Clever, I would say. "No, my mother, Twilight Velvet, is married to my father, Night Light,"

I admit that even I had trouble refraining from laughing at the name. However, what Cecelia said next nearly made me bite my tongue. "Oh, I get it. Your mother had a dragon sugar daddy that scrambled her eggs. Did he say he was going to the store for milk? I heard people say they go to the store for a long time. Can ponies lay eggs?"

The captaiCaptain'sell so broad that it almost looked like it would hit the floor. As expected, Angela and Donatello laughed, and even some ponies failed to hide their snickering. Grandmother pulled Cecelia to the side as the CaptaiCaptained. "No! He's adopted!" The captaiCaptained his head to his subordinates and silenced them with a glare. "And ponies do not lay eggs!"

"Because they have boobies?" Cecelia said, earning another round of snickering.

"Thank you, Cecelia," Grandmother said firmly.

"Actually. The term you are looking for is mammalian, much like humans," Doctor Whooves stated. "Now that we all laughed at the CaptaiCaptain'sse. Please allow me to introduce my colleagues, Doctor Horse, and Colgate,"

"Who comes up with these names?" Donatello whispers to his brother, who shrugs in response.

"Are you two related?" Juliet asked Colgate.

The unicorn in question went to open her mouth, but Lyra beat her to it. "That's right. Say hello to my cousin,"

Shooting a glare at her cousin, Colgate smiles and politely bows to them. "It's good to meet you all,"

"Did you know you have the same name as a toothpaste?" Cecelia asks.

"I do?"

"That's not important at the moment," Doctor Whooves said with a small measure of glee. This stallion seems to know more than he should. "We're burning daylight, and the princess follows a tight schedule. Remind me to tell you later,"

[Juliet's POV.]

God, I hate physical exams. They are long, tedious, leave your arms sore, and scary. Donny always teases me for being paranoid. But it still feels like I will get bad news when I go for a check-up. But I guess the terrible parts already happened. It can't get worse. Anyway, we started with my least favorite; blood work. Dr. Horse stood in front of those medical trays with vials, tubs, and needles. A lot of those sharp and stingy needles of different sizes. One of them looks like a booster shot for, well, horses! And sure enough, that's the one the doctor picks up. I wasn't the only one shocked by this. Leo's eyes went wide, while Donny's face went pale like a ghost. None of us was expecting that to happen. The only one was Nanna, who was laughing at all of this. Since I couldn't curse, I gave her my best 'Da fuck you laughing at' face.

"Alright, who wants to be first?" Doctor Horse asked.

We all shared a look before Donny spoke. "One. Two. Three. Not it!"

"Hey, wait--"

"Not it!" Cece said, and Natty signed.

Even the alpha bitch got in on it. "Not it!" Angie said.

"Alright, enough of that," Mrs. Kingston said. "Dr. Horse. You can't expect to use that needle. It's too big for our arms,"

"Standard protocol is that shots are administered directly to the flanks. Since there are different species than ponies, it's changed to suit every creature. Besides, as the old saying goes, a nip in the bud keeps you out of the mud," Dr. Horse replied.

"Not it," Leo said after a moment of silence.

"Oh! Are we playing tag?! I want to be it!" Pinkie said. She pulled me and my brother's heads to her cheeks and smiled while looking between us.

"No, Ms. Pie. We are not playing tag, and I can solve this little dilemma. Doctor Horse, I recommend using the butterfly needle," doctor Whooves said.

Doctor horse looked confused and picked up the smaller needle. I had no idea how he managed to do that with hooves for hands, but he did. "This needle is usually reserved for precise work involving the vein. Are you saying you know these humans' biology?"

"No, Doctor Horse, that honor is reserved for Professor Heartstrings,"

"Oh, yes!" Lyra said, coming over to us. She kneels to Nattie and offers a hoof. Nattie held out her arm, and Lyra held it like a newborn baby. Her horn lit up, and she handed over her left foot. It was amazing to see. She took one finger and traced it along the vein. "See his groove of skin where the arm bends? All you have to do is gently rub the center to find the vein,"

It was then I noticed Nattie looking uncomfortable and tried to pull away. "Whoa, hey, ease up," I said.

Lyra looked confused before she looked down at Nattie. Her skin looked red and very irritated. "OH MY GOSH! I AM SO SORRY! I FORGOT ABOUT YOUR SENSITIVITY TO MAGIC! PLEASE DON'T BE MAD! I WOULD NEVER HURT A FOAL - HUMAN OR PONY!"

"It's alright, Miss Heartstrings. I can tell you didn't mean it," Nana Kingston said. She pulled Nattie over and examined her arm. "It's nothing some ointment work help fix. But, please be more mindful when it comes to my girls,"

Lyra nodded so fast that I sore the color bled out of her face or muzzle. It looked like she was bout to start crying until Nattie hugged her. Lyra hugged her back, and it was lovely. Out of all the ponies here, I'm glad the twins can feel safe with a few of them, Even if it is only Lyra and Pinkie right now. The little moment was short-lived as Dr. Horse cleared his throat. "While this is all lovely, we should begin. Although, would one of you mind finding the vein again?"

Walter came in and volunteered to help with the shots. I felt better with him administering the needle by Lyra and Horse's instruction. Plus, he has some medical experience from his army days. We all got our blood samples taken. Pinkie was kind enough to supply us with lollypops, which the twins loved. And from there, it was standard procedure. They measured our height, weight, etc. But things got awkward regarding the last stuff they needed to document. Mainly, they needed measurements of our assets and fluids from the guys. The embarrassing part came when Pinkie and Lyra showed how they take female measures.

"So, what you do is you press your teats against another mare of equal height first. Then, you take a measuring tape and measure Pinkie's chest first because you can see how much bigger she is pressing against mine. I am a standard tripled Dcup, while Pinkie has Ecups." Lyra explains that she was not half-naked in front of my brothers and every other guy. The doctors didn't seem to mind. But I could tell Donny was moments away from a brain aneurysm. I can't remember when Leo's eyes were that wide open, and Walter and Xavier had the courtesy to look out. Is every pony here a fashion model? I know horses are significant, but did that have to mean in every regard? It was like watching two squashy bowling balls press against each other! And Lyra was considered the standard? I might as well be flat-chested!

"I-is this normally how you take measurements?" I squeaked out.

"This is all standard protocol when taking a physical," Doctor Hooves said.

"Are we sure these are ponies and not cows!?" Angie asked in an irritated tone.

"A-and, uh, how do you measure your waists?" My perverted brother asks.

"Oh, that's simple," Pinkie said as she started to take off her pants.

"Miss Diane, we should give the girls their privacy and give them our samples," Xavier suggested,

Donny grabbed him by the collar and got in his face. "Don't you ruin this, dammit!!!"

"Swear!" Cece reminded.

"Yes, Xavier, that would be for the best," Nana Kingston said in a matter-of-fact tone. Donny looked betrayed, but Nana had looked that dared home to make a fuss. Donny grabbed a cup and headed to one of the bathrooms. The rest of the guys followed after them.

"Aw, I wonder why they couldn't stay?" Pinkie pouted with her hands behind her back.

"It's a cultural difference, sweety," Nana Kingston said.

"Oh!" Lyra came bouncy up to Nana with a note and quill. I could hear Angie growl as we watched. It's like her chest was a pair of a basketball bouncing. "Would you mean sharing? I want to compare notes between our cultures!"

"Geek out later, Ly. We need to finish the measurements so I can check their teeth," Colgate said. Lyra rubs her head sheepishly before looking at the three of us.

"Uh, why are you looking at us like that?" I wish I didn't ask that question.

"We need your measurements, silly," Pinkie said as if it was the simplest thing in the world. Looking at her, I saw that she was holding two tops. It was then I noticed how cold it was all of a sudden.

"What the fuck?!" Angie exclaimed, and I realized why it suddenly felt cold. Angie was topless, and so was I, as she stared at her chest in disbelief and anger.

"PINKIE!!!!" I screamed, covering my chest. "You can't go around stripping people!"

"Oh, pshaw. There's nothing to be ashamed of; you're a late bloomer. I'm sure your teats will come in soon," Pinkie dismissed.

"Pinkie! We're in our twenties!"

Pinkie looked at my face, down at my chest, and then at Angie, who was ready to practice her glue-making skills before responding. "Really?"

"There's no need to fuss, Julie. You're both holding up the procedure," Nana Kingston said.

I groaned while turning to Angie. She wore irritation like the next fashion trend. Her left eye wouldn't stop twitching. She started to make me more self-conscious by glaring at my chest. I'm more prominent than her. But I'm not the type to flaunt my stuff like that. And it's not like Angie is lacking, but I think she hates having her femininity thrown at her when she couldn't care less about it. I tried smiling at her, but that made her growl at me like a rabid dog. Moving my hand from my chest didn't help as the girls gave a peppy bounce that made Angie more frustrated. Thank god it wasn't cold in here. I doubt having four sets of headlights smashing into each other would improve miss stink's eye's attitude.

"...Well, no time like the present..." I said meekly.

"Tsk!" Angie sucks her teeth.

We finally stepped forward and let the girls properly meet. I started laughing nervously as my boob flesh completely enveloped Angie's. Both of us were blushing at this point. Although, I think Angie was more out of anger than embarrassment. Lyra brought the tape out and measured us. By usual standards, I'm a double D. At the same time, Angie is a solid C. Since the ponygirls are leaps and bounds more significant than both of us, I was hoping it was no longer an issue, but Lyra had to announce the results.

"Okay, we have a flat C and a flat DD. Okay, Colgate, you're up--"

"Hold up! What do you mean a 'flat C?'" Angie screeched.

"That's the same measurements we give young mares in their teens. They are often considered nothing more than nubs before adulthood. Are you sure you're not still a teenager?" Colgate asked.

"YES/FUCK!!!" Angie and I shouted. But she added the swearing part. I think she might be on maid duty for life if this keeps up.

Colgate shrugs as we get our tops back from Pinkie. It was around that time the guys came back. Nana Kingston managed to convince the pony girls to redress. Again, to the dismay of Donny. She started examining our teeth, starting with me. "It's crazy. You have fangs that point to a carnivorous diet, but they're dulled and not very sharp as a griffon or a dragon. But they can still tear through smaller portions of meat. However, you have molars lining past the fangs, supporting a herbivorous diet. All our textbooks about humans led us to believe you were all pure meat-eaters. It's a rarity to be an omnivore,"

"In all honesty, I prefer a more vegan lifestyle," Xavier said.

"Vegan?"

"That would be a vegetarian-based diet. Certain plant foods carry the same nutrition as meat but in a lesser quantity,"

"Could you demonstrate this? It will ease many ponies' minds if they see you eating fruits and vegetables, provided once the quarantine is over and you meet with other ponies," Lyra meekly said while rubbing the back of her head.

After that moment of awkwardness, we completed the tests. We were finally allowed to get dressed. It felt like ages since all of us had clothes besides our pajamas. I had a white blouse turtleneck with a pair of skinny black jeans. The blouse zips up two the neck, and I like the two tassels design in the front. The twins wore the twin magic you would expect. That being two frilly pink sundresses with matching wristbands. Leo joined Xavier and Walter in the gentleman suits for the professional club and wore a white shirt under a grey vest with matching pants like a valley. Walter made his best Alfred's impression with an open black jacket, white tongue undershirt, and black pants.

In comparison, Xavier preferred the business casual look. A cyan undershirt with a zipper-up black jacket and pants. Donny likes his street look. A white long-sleeve shirt and navy blue pants with a scarf that hangs out to the left. Nana Kingston rocks the laid-back fu grandma look with an open pink brazer, black silk shirt, and grey pants. And Angie being her, wore clothing that fit her personality. A black tube shirt with cutoff blue jeans. She likes showing off her midriff, toned legs, and gaudy twin scorpion tattoos n each shoulder. But I wish she would wear the noticeable gun holster straps around her shoulders. Thank god the ponies don't have guns. We waited in the foyer again while Shining Armor explained the guard shifts.

"Attention. I would like you to meet the ponies you see a lot of shortly," Shining Armor stated.

"...Not like we have much of choice..."Donny mumbled to my right, earning an elbow to the side from me. "Ow!"

There had to e like fifty of these guards. And half of them were wearing two different color sets. "First is her Majesties Princess Celestia's Solar unit. Or day guards if you prefer. They are here during all daytime hours. Her majesty Princess Luna's Lunar unit, or night guards, will trade off shifts to cover all nighttime hours in the evening. While the Solar and Lunar are here to secure the building, they will also be here to protect you,'

"They did a good job so far. I feel so protected," Angie said sarcastically, earning a glare from all the guards while she flipped them off.

"Please keep your interaction to a minimum as they have a job to perform. I, in the meantime, will be stationed in the Ponyville barracks. Any questions?"

Cecelia was the first to raise her hands. "Why is the night guard different?"

"The night consists of bat ponies because of their nocturnal nature,"

"Why?"

"Because other ponies fall asleep at night,"

"Are they vampires?"

"No, they are not. Though, bat ponies have fangs. They do not crave blood,"

"Why?"

By now, Shining Armor arches a brow at her. "Because that isn't very nice,"

"Okay," We watch in silence as the captaiCaptaine pony, guard, and little girl stare each other down. It was hard to tell if Cecelia was doing this on purpose. It didn't make it any less funny.

"...Anything else?"

"I believe that is all, captain," I know we can't see it, but I know Walter is laughing right now.

[Later that evening.]

With all the tests finally over, nana Kingston announced that it was time to turn them in earlier. It was strange having guards walk through the halls. It was almost like having around-the-clock security. Of course, Nana Kingston never thought that was necessary. Each of us got into our rooms as the bat pony guards stood before them. Naturally, we locked them as Angie jumped on her bed, folded her arms behind her head, and glared at the ceiling. After that, we just sat there for about an hour. I wanted to say something, but the scowl told me that wasn't a good idea. After another thirty minutes, a blinking flash went off in the closet. Going to it, I moved the clothes and the hidden panel. It was a red button flashing on and off. Pressing it caused the wall to open to reveal two poles leading down. I heard Angie mutter 'finally' before we slid down them. We hit the padded mat below and walked out of the closet. We entered a large spacious room that was hidden beneath the mansion. It acts as a panic room that connects to every bedroom in the manor. It had three big security monitors for every room and hallway outside the estate. A large fridge packed with ten years of food reserves. A fully stocked bathroom. Four queen-sized beds with pillows and blankets. It even has a small armory. But Walter and Nana have a strict no-weapon rule in place. Honestly, this place is more like a bunker than a panic room.

Nana stood by the monitors, watching the pony guards before turning to us. "It's a good thing the house came here intact. The food supply is fine, and the plumbing works," Xavier said. "Has anyone tried their phones?"

"I did when we went to change clothes. No cell reception," Donnie said, displaying his phone with no bars. "Call for help is a no-go-- not that they would believe us. "Help! The wicked witch from Alice in wonderland moved our home to the land of the walking pony-furries!" It wouldn't go over well,"

"What's a furry?" Nattie signed.

I shot my brother a dirty look that promised death if he breathed a word. "I-It's not important,"

"I say we introduce these horse-heads to modern-day tech. Maybe show them how we make glue," Angie suggests.

"No," Nana Kingston said firmly.

"Why the fuck not!?" Oh, boy. I knew this was going to happen good thing this room is soundproof.

"Swear!" Cecelia said.

"Who gives a shit! We had these horse fuckers break into our home, throw us in jail, then lay down some rules like they run shit! And you want to take in the ass like a crack whore!" Angie was going off as she walked into Nanny's face. "Fuck. That!"

All of us were silent for a time. Angie hadn't gotten in Nana's face like this since the first time she moved into the manner. I get where she comes from; the past day has been frustrating. But we can't go off on each other like this. Not that it matters, Nana did what she always did to keep us in line. She stares at us. Her eyes narrowed slightly, her arms crossed against her stomach, and her mouth shut in a thin line. And she stares a hole into us and lets us finish like we're throwing a tantrum. After a minute of staring, Nana spoke in a cold voice that I thought was a winter breeze.

"Angela! You know the rules. You have one more time to cuss in my house - let alone to my face - just one more time," I moved over to the girls as we watched. Nana may be pushing sixty, but she can throw down if needed. Thankfully, that didn't happen. Angie might be a bitch, but she doesn't fight people that look out for her. Nana walks around her to the armory and pulls out a handgun.

I could feel the twins tense up as I pulled them closer. Xavier, Donnie, and Leo were all nervous, but Walter was calm as always. I know Nana wouldn't do anything crazy, but still. "Now, let's say we go out there and bust a cap in each horse's head. Do you know what would happen then, hmm?"

"There'll be a lot of horses brought out to pasture?" Donnie joked.

Ignoring him, Nana tosses the gun in Angie's hands, making as all flinch as she caught. We all stared at her like she was crazy. Nana wouldn't suggest something like this, not even joke about it! What's going on right now? "It would be simple, wouldn't it? From what we saw of those horse-heads, they're still in the medieval era like proper dims. Isn't that cracked?"

Angie smiles as she cocks the gun back. "Now your talking!"

"Grandmother," Xavier started. "You should get some rest. We've all had a hard day--"

"Don't sass me, boy! Now, Angie, please do me a favor. " Xavier flinched and shut it quickly. However, he perked up when Nana used her nickname. That did mean someone was about to be schooled. "Point the gun and shoot it,"

"What!?" We all screamed.

"Madam, I--"

Nana held up her hand to stop any protest. Angie chose against it. Instead, she slides the ammo chamber out the bottom and looks in it. She narrows her eyes at the casing before looking back at Nana. "What's the deal? You don't keep these loaded?"

"That's good!" I said.

"That will happen if we act as a gang of street thugs. Sure, we could get rid of the guards now. But, what about the next fifty, or hundred, or a thousand? It'll be us - six adults, one of them elderly and the other never touched a gun in her life - vs. an entire country! Do you think there's a bullet for all of them? How many bullets will it take to topple an entire military? Let alone the fact that they have magic. Honest to god, the school of Hogwarts magic! You got a plan brewing besides a martyr run?" It was the first time I'd seen Angie speechless about anything. She pursed her lips before throwing the gun back in with the others. After that, she found a wall and leaned on it with a grumpy look. "You are not on the streets anymore. Blowing a hole in our problem isn't going to help. We'd be giving them exactly what they expect from us. And what have I always said?"

"Be a better example than the example that came before you," All of us droned.

"Now, Walter. I know the power is back on, and our food isn't disturbing. Is there anything missing?"

"I haven't the time to check the household in its entirety in a day. I will have to check other areas of the estate now that we have more freedom to move," Walter said.

Angie sucks her teeth at the mention of freedom. "Oh, yeah, I love the freedom of having metal kights walking behind me at every step," Donnie said.

"We will talk with the captain boundaries tomorrow. But I want to lay down some ground rules. We are not to talk with anybody we are unfamiliar with. No one gets in without Walter or myself present,"

"Is Pinkie Pie and Lyra ok?' Cecelia asks.

"No!" Angie snarls. "She was with the group that kidnapped us. She stripped our freaking tops and made us press up together!"

"Seriously!" Donnie exclaimed.

"Donnie!" I shouted.

Nana giggles at this. "They're both fine. While Miss Pie may have been with that Sparkle girl, she made an effort to apologize. And Lyra has been polite if a little over-eager. Lastly, we should have one person monitoring the camera each day. But use your phone apps. The ponies might get suspicious if you use the cameras down here too much. We'll watch them as they are watching us. Also, keep your phones on your person. They have a built-in tracker and emergency call feature. So we won't need an active subscription to call each other. But, the range is limited. Any questions?"

"Will we ever be able to go outside?" Nattie asks.

"Depends on how long the quarantine lasts..." Xavier stated.

[One Month Later - Donatello's POV.]

I mean, did it come as any surprise? We all know sunny princess buns would milk the quarantine time for all it's worth. And it's not like we could've filed a complaint since she put us here first. Getting a hold of her was impossible since none of the guards stationed would even breathe in our direction. They were dedicated to their job, though. They would stand all rigid at their post like the queen's guard. Of course, that didn't stop me from messing with them. I may have added itching powder where they stood every time they changed. Nothing beats eating some skittles while watching guard ponies squirming to stay professional. But I'm getting off-topic. None of the guards told us anything regarding the waiting.

We couldn't get in touch with captain white knight because he was in the barracks out of the house. We tried to find a way around it by saying we had those friendship reports to give to the princess, but they sandbagged us and said 'any outside interaction will violate the quarantine rules.' Which means we were stuck. The only good news was when the Blitz guy returned after his investigation. The guy was a special kind of mad. You know, the type where veins appeared ready to burst. I was able to snag a picture as he went off. Good thing they don't understand how phones work, and we kept quiet about them. Blitzy was mad that we didn't go to texas chainsaw on the locals. He raged for twenty minutes before Captain white knight had to escort him out. It was good for him because he started to forget what personal space meant with Mrs. K; Walter did not like that. Watching a grown adult shrink back like a kid was something I never knew would be funny.

Where was I? Oh, yeah, Walter finished up checking on the house. Everything was in order except for the internet. I got to admit that it hurt hearing that. How can I post images on Instagram now? What about my Twitter handle? Or my Youtube page? How can I watch all my animes? It was a nightmare! The only thing keeping me from losing my mind was that Mrs. k had an extended license on all the streaming services. But that brought along some new restrictions as to what we could watch. These ponies expect us to crack and show we're a bunch of nutjobs with an ax to grind, so violent shows were off the table for now. Of course, the guards freaked out when they saw people on the big screen. Even Blitzy went as far as to accuse us of conspiring to invade, which led to another Q&A/interrogation session by Captain Disney's Shining Armor. I have never seen Mrs. K look so aggravated. But, saying that the shows and people are not valid on repeat would wear anyone out. Thankfully, doc Whooves convinced them to chill when he said our TV shows were the same as some astral books. It works as a TV show but with magic. I like to call them MVs. None of them seemed to buy it, but Lyra said she would stop by more often for further study. But I could see the sparkle in her eyes. She took one look at the TV, and now she was hooked. Pinkie got in on the fun as well, and when the twins busted out the games, it was over for them.

And now we are playing a round of Uno in the living room. Video games were out for the time. Mrs. K didn't have time to sort through which games were appropriate, so we're sticking with something easy until she gives the okay. Around the coffee table, I, Pinkie, Lyra, Julie, the twins, Leo and Xavier. Angie is at the personal gym, and Mrs. K is with Wally preparing dinner. Double C and Nattie were teaming up for obvious reasons. We still haven't let on that Nat's a mute. How we managed to hide that for a whole month was easy enough. We'd generally make it appear like casual absent-minded motions. Back to the game, everyone was going over their cards.

"Any pony got any threes?" Pinkie asked.

"Pinkie, we're not playing goldfish," Julies explained for the fifth time today.

"Can we go over the rules again?" Lyra asks sheepishly.

"We each start with seven cards. You got to match the colors with the card on the table. If you have a matching number but different color, you can change the table card's color. You must draw a card from the deck if you don't have the matching number or color. The main goal is to be the first one without any cards to win. Watch," Cece said, putting down a blue card with the number three. "Now you can put any of your blue cards down,"

Pinkie started to wave her hand like a kid in school. "Oh. Oh! What about these stop signs and arrows? If we put them down, do we freeze and go back in time!?"

I heard a shuffle behind us to see one of those iron ponies moving closer as if to stop the game. "Nah. The skip card skips the turn of the next person after you. The reverse card changes the order of our circle. You know, from clockwise to counterclockwise," I said. Turning to my sister, I smiled as I put down the draw two cards, making her add to her hand. "This card makes the player in the rotation pick up two additional cards, making it harder to win!"

"Argh! You butt!!!" Julie screamed.

"That doesn't seem nice for the other person," Lyra said with a cute pout.

"Hey, no one ever said winning was easy on everyone since there's only one winner. But that's the price we pay," I said.

"Very astute coming from the one currently winning," Xavier calls out like a buzzkill. Then he turned into a prick when he pulled a draw-four card on me. "You two should also be aware of the wild cards. There are two in total, and they allow you to change the color of the table card. However, as the name implies, the draw four card does force the next person in the rotation to draw four additional cards. It's the perfect card to keep the game going and improve your chances of winning,"

I see that smirk you're trying to hide! Do you want to mix it up? We can mix it up! Leo went next, putting down one of his cards. After that, Julie puts down two number nine cards, changing the color to red. The twins were up again, and those little devils put down three skip cards, skipping over me, Lyra and Xavier. I should've known they'd be a problem too. The game went on like this for a while, but I saw some cards starting to thin. Pinkie had ten cards, so she wasn't a threat. I had on a wild card and two different colors. I could win the game on my next turn. He can't have wild cards, or he would've used them.

Then, it hit me that he must not have the cards he needs. When it got to his turn again, he drew from the deck and placed the card. It was my chance. I had a wild card and two sixes. All I had to do was play it cool and hope lady luck felt charitable. Then, I remembered that the ladies and I had never been on the same wavelengths. She laid down all skip cards and screwed me over when it got to Pinkie again. Then, Lyra puts down all the reverse cards. It went back to Xavier, who drew a draw four from the deck. Now I had eight cards again. The game went to the crapper real quick after that. Every card that was either drawn or played made it harder for me. Finally, as if to punish for something in a past life. The rotation returned to Xavier, who put down another wild card with a blue number one.

"Uno, and game. Thanks for playing,"

"All of my hate!!!" I spat. I heard Leo grunt in disappointment as he walked away.

"Aww," Both the twins looked sad as their brother hammed it up.

"Why'd you have to drop all those skips and reversals?" Julie whines.

"Sorry," Lyra said meekly.

"Oh, oh! Let's play another round or maybe a new human game! This game is way too fun!!!" Pinkie could make a kid with ADHD get tired.