Spending the night sleeping on the train was not a comfortable experience. Exiting the vehicle to a foreign land with the lingering smell of cleaning product inside the passenger area. This is why I don’t take public transportation, I puke more food than I consume. Undoubtedly this has been one of the worst rides for me and I couldn’t imagine how hard it must have been for Lyra.

“I’m never taking you on a train ride ever again” Harp said.

Good, I always get car sick that why I never take the bus to school. Recognizing a new problem at the moment. I don’t know where I am. Lyra calls this town Ponyville, this world really must like their puns. Becoming aware of the attention I was receiving just exiting the vehicle. That when I took note of the missing human in this village. My owner was too distracted with her friends, making plans and saying their goodbye.

When parting ways with the group we travers the town, detecting three kids try and fail to sneakily follow us. Every time I throw a glance their way, they would hide, making mistake like leaving their legs expose or their hair in plain sight. Reaching a cream color wooden house with a medium size grass yard and a small white picket fence around the edge of the field. The house looks big from the outside and it was spacious from the inside, it looks like three people could live here comfortably. Inside the home there was one bathroom, two bedrooms and an empty room. Lyra enter one of the bedroom fill with junk on the floor and posters for a band almost falling off the wall an a untuck bed.

Glad to see that she was just as messy as me, seen her disorganized room and remembering mine. Lyra set her bag inside the room and stare at a white cover book on her bed next a paper, she picks them up and we walk out of her room. “Hey, I know you probably want to stay at home and sleep all day, but we have to do a couple things” showing a paper that said, ‘To do list’ and had a couple checkboxes to fill. Most of the list was fill with grocery and house supply. Making our way out of the house where we meet three fillies gawking at the new girl in town outside the fence. Harp was the first one to recognized them. “What are the cutie mark crusader doing in my house” Harp cheerfully said.

“Lyra is that your human” a small pegasus said.

“Why, yes she is, isn’t that right snuggle” Harp did a cutesy voice. They laugh at my nickname, most of the time I ignore the stupid name but sometime is was hard not to smack her on head.

“Why is she wearing that stuff” a small unicorn pointed to my restrictive.

“Oh because, there for… umm, unique human”

“That so cool”

“Yes, it is” Lyra proudly proclaim.

“Is she train?”

“I think so?”

“ya’ think so?” a south accent filly said.

“Yeah, sometime she listen, other times she more… playful”

“Can’ she play catch” handing over a tennis ball.

“Mmh, maybe” Harp grab the ball and walk to the other side. I tune out their conversation closely watching the country filly carry a straw hat that was a little too big for her. I when to take it but she notices my attempt and push my hand away.

“Hey, that maah sister” she said.

When my attempt fails, I swap the hat off her head and it fell to the floor. “Hey!” she said looking pique. During my chuckle I hear the word ‘catch’ and was hit with a tennis ball. Bumping the side of the head jolting me for a second. I turn and glaring at Lyra who had and apologetic smile. I rub the sore spot on my head while the fillies laugh at my misfortune, to be fair I probably deserved it. Never sensing the laughter in a bad way but like a kid would laugh at anything. Feeling the thick leather glove on my hands rubbing my hair and thinking of how I could possible catch anything with this thing on. The kids leave after that, but we still have things to do, so we hit the town.

“Really sorry about that” Harp said along the way. I just roll my eyes but either way this was a good opportunity to get a feel for the town. Spying on its citizen, there aren’t that many ponies compare to Canterlot and their houses are made of wood unlike the architect from the city where houses where build out of stone. Not to say they weren’t in Ponyville but it they where minimum.

The streets where humble they had rock slap floor with small vines growing through the crack, green moss infecting the gray rocks give this town a charm. Most of the village had an open field with no cloud plaguing the sky and a forest in the back of Ponyville. Someone could easily hide there if they really want it to and a dirt patch road leading to a campsite with vender not to far.

Before we made to town squared, we cross a wooden made bridge. Lyra must know this town like the back of her hand or hoof, because we when in and out of store in minutes getting most thing in our list. I would say the worst part of going to stores was seen the different types of candy or more specifically the chocolates and not eating any of it. On occasion ponies would stop and marvel at the new human, I would be lying If I said I hated this, not when they were so many cute fillies. I never grew up with pets, but I can see the appeal. I didn’t mind the kids petting the new girl, looking so cute, almost made me want to pinch there checks like a granny.

When we finish our shopping, Lyra hand me a bag or two to carry and told me that we just need to stop by the library, and we could make our way back home. On the way out of town, all of a sudden Harp drop her bag and look distress. “Oh no, oh no, run!” she panics while looking at a calm pony with pink stripe main walking over to us. I wasn’t prepared to take off, but Lyra definitely was. Sprinting to the opposite side pulling the leash on the stationary girl to the effect of both falling to the ground. I grunted in frustration before getting up. My owner got up as well and told me to run while pulling on the leash. The rebellious girl stood her ground and pull back. Both pull back and forth, playing tug of war with no winner in sight.

“If it isn’t my favorite flavor” a flirtatious pony said.

“And goodbye” My owner responded while participating on the tug of war but giving up when none of us budge. Harp sight before speaking “What do you want Bon Bon”

“Don’t be such a Harpy” Bon Bon joke. When I hear the comeback I simple laugh but got an angry look from Lyra.

“I told you not to call me that anymore” Harp said.

“I’m just messing with you, don’t you know that pony teased the mare they like”

“Well you better not mess with me, I got myself a fully train human”

“She train?” raising her eyebrow in doubt.

“That right” Harp show an aura of confident.

“Harpy, you don’t need to impressed me” she teased.

“I’m warning you”

“But if you really want to make my day, how about you play me a song, rockstar”. Lyra face was priceless, I never seen a person or pony cheeks turn red so quickly.

“That it, you’re done. All I have to do is give the command and this human turn into a vicious monster”

“Really?” She got wary of the girl.

My owner turns to the blank face girl and told her to give her a good scared. “Snuggle, bark” Harp said loudly. We all stay still for a while waiting to see what happened. The girl just crosses her arms and look away. Lyra got despaired when I show no sign of moving and she desperately told me to do something, anything. I roll my eyes and took some air in to make a muffle ‘meow’ sound. Harp was perplexed with the animal noise I pick. “What kind of human meow” she ask confused.

Bon Bon on the other hand had a serious expression before bursting with laughter “Oh my Celestia, you had me going for a second”

“What, no, is not a joke” she said embarrass.

“I do like a mare with a sense of humor”. By this point Lyra look humiliated and defeated by the whole incident. Making me take pity on the upset pony. Decided to take the first step to walk away and she quickly join. “You should come to Café Hay sometime!” she yells as we went our way.

Lyra walk with her head held down but before she stops to look at a toy shop. She’s debating with herself for a while before deciding to go in. She ties my leash to a metal panel and told me that she be right back, Leaving me alone.

Not enjoy my degrading view. My fist though was to break free from this humiliating display. The girl wraps her leash in her right arm, and she put her legs on the wall pulling with all her strength. The panel did a loud clank sound and one of the pointy tips pop out. The metal was showing a sharp edge. I look at my glove and had an idea.

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I hid my hand inside my pocket before Heartstrings walk out of the store holding a big bag on her side. “Sorry if I took long, where returning this book and then go home before sundown”. In route to the Librarian we pass a trash can, I sneakily throw two thick gloves in. felling the wind clash with my sweaty free hands.

We reach the end of the road where a large green three and a sign showing a picture of a book. Harp knock on the door and it was answer by… a Dragon?

“Sorry we're-” the baby dragon was saying but stop when he became aware of Lyra “oh, sorry I didn’t know it was you”

“No worries but are you really close, is daytime?”

“Twi is doing some research for the princess”

“Who there?” The bookworm asks.

“it’s Lyra!” he yell back.

“Oh good, let them in. I’m taking a break”

We enter a roomy tree house with books covering the walls. books of every subject imaginable where hang on the wall around the room. The pony call Twi was standing beside a table with random item scatter around. Receiving a familiar feeling I had in the past. Some of the item that catch my eye were a mirror with a blue sapphire on the back, a big book with six fingers and a number one in the middle on the cover and a gold crown with tree pointy tips and three red jewels and had ice around the item. They were more smaller items scatter around but none of them stand out as much. Harp handed the book to the librarian and she put it back on a hanging plank. “Did know notice that Spike fix the board” she said.

“Yeah it looks good as new” Harp answer.

“Well, I learn a thing or two from Applejack” Spike boldly spoke.

Twilight laugh at his companion joking mannerism “Sorry about the mess Lyra” the bookworm said. while rubbing Spike head.

“No, sorry for bothering you”

“Nonsense, I been working all day plus I notice you got a magnificent human with you. How did you get her?”

“Umm yeah, can we talk about it in the kitchen”

“Sure”

Both of them leave me alone with the pipsqueak. Spike took over Twilight work with a check mark list. He would inspect the item and mark it on a piece of paper. Curiosity was getting the best of me. I want, no, I need to know what’s creating that attraction. It’s was coming from the wooden table but first I need him out of there.

The librarian spoke of a board that recently was fix. I approach the panel she was referent too and I put my foot on the panel to apply force. The wood quickly snaps, and the rack of textbook fell. The Dragon turn my direction and saw an innocent girl next to a stack of book on the floor.

“not again” he said yell. He stares at the suspicious girl for a second and said “Fishy, I’m keeping my eyes on you mister” coming over to clean up my mess.

I’m a girl but whatever. When Spike was preoccupied, I move furtively to the desk. Scanning for the alluring sensation. Touching everything in my reach when all of the sudden, it hit me. The strange sensation was a cute thin metallic wrist necklace carrying a white stone. This is it, this thing feels right for some reason. I pick pocketed the accessory.

My owner appears next to the bookworm. They ask about the repeated occurrence of the broken wooden slap. Spike said it magically broke next to me. Twilight bought it but Harp gave me a hard stared. My owner apologized even if the librarian said there was nothing for her to apologized for, but Lyra was adamant.

Leaving them with their mess, we headed home just in time. The ray of the sun where leaving Ponyville and night was consuming the town. On the way home they town show their basic electricity. light posts turn on, illuminating the old timely stone floor. Silence from both companion while hearing the chatter from other pony walking with their filly beside them. The sound of step when they make contact with the ground and the light shining through the window. Getting the weird feeling watching this ‘horses’ live their life.

We enter the safety of our house. Lyra said she was going to start cooking. Good, I was starving. I jump on the couch and I was quickly told that the couch was for guess only. Pretty sure she couldn’t move me from this spot even if she wanted too. I stay put on the couch and made myself comfortable. Lyra sigh before leaving the human girl in peace.

The sofa was opposite to the kitchen hiding the girl from Lyra view only seen the back of the couch. While waiting for the food the girl would fidget her foot and arms in boredom. Slowly the house was fill with an enticing scent. Lyra call Snuggle over to eat when the girl peeks her head and saw a bowl of soup, she ignored the call and stay on the couch.

“Snuggle come her” she calls again but was ignore for a second time. Recognizing the girl wouldn’t show up. Harp angrily pick the newly purchased bowl with her mouth and brought it to the girl. While standing in front of her. “You need to eat” she muffles while Putting the bowl on the small furniture table.

The girl shows her true feeling for the meal, finally revealing her free hands. The owner was startled when she shows that the human free herself. Snuggle grabs the plate off the small table purposely dropping it on the floor spilling the liquid food. Lyra watch as the food expand on the wooden floor and her face turn red.

“Are you kidding me!” Lyra express resentfulness. The girl responded by laying back on the couch and turning her back to the horse. “You been unbearable today!” she raised her voice on the silent house. “I can’t even wrap my head on why out of all hu-“ she pauses her sentence and took a breather. The girl hears the owner take a couple step and a plastic bag being ruffle. The girl feels a soft pillow object hit her on the back. “Even if I’m incredibly angry with you… your part of this house now and that mean we're family”

The girl took the gift, inspecting on the item. It was a pushy human girl with black short hair and a bright colorful dress. Lyra walk back to the table just to receive the doll back. The toy was thrown back at her and hit her on the head. Harp anger rise but decided to lock herself in her room, taking her meal with her. She said her goodnight and turn off the lights before disappearing.

The girl spends a couple hours trying to find rest, but it was in veins. The Moonlight was my only source of light, giving me a little visibility. I look at the ceiling with thought racing my mind. Thinking of that strange sensation I would occasionally get. Taking out the delicate bracelet, it doesn’t look special actually it looks like if you yank it a bit it might break. Putting on the cute metal accessory, but nothing happened, well is not like I was expecting anyways to happened. After a while the girl got bored and stood up to look around the house. Noticing that Lyra left the pile of dirty dishes on the sink.

My mind was telling me to escape but could I really do it, there was nothing preventing me from just walking out in the middle of the night. This was probably the best course of action and I march to the door. On the way to the entrance the girl saw the toy settle on the floor. Thinking that the pushy was big enough to make a comfortable pillow and I took it with me.

Unlocking the door and silently closing it. Departing from the cozy house and entering the night life. The streets were mostly empty only seen other ponies walking around wearing uniform and carry a lantern with them. The buzzing of mosquito and the wind shaking the sign chains fill the background noise. All the light inside the homes were turn off and I try my best to hide but eventually I would get caught roaming the streets. Determining to stay hiding I took solitude on the forest splitting off the moon natural light.

The only light inside the wild was the beam of glow exposed by the crack of the trees shining down to the floor. After a while it was too dark to safely continue. Tripping with an exposed root and I fell on the dirt. I put my left arm out to catch myself and I Receiving a shocking feeling through my bad arm, afterwards the pain kick in. My arm would throb with every move I made because it wasn’t healed yet. I never got up instead I took a sitting position on the middle of the forest and let the pain pass.

I should of know this was a stupid idea, like everything I do, I always find a way to screw everything up. I’m not even fifteen minutes out and I already hurt myself. Is there really a point in going home, is there really a home for me to return to, am I really alone in this world. The feeling of hopelessness returns full force. Plaguing my mind in a pivotal time. I turn my head to look at the doll being shine upon and it gave me a strange sense of support. Honestly, I felt bad for treating Lyra the way I did. I got up and slowly pick the doll up, even in if it was dirty, I tightly hug it.

Hearing a crack from the shadow. The sound startles the unsuspected girl and her eyes fell on the noises from the forest. There was an animal blending in with the darkness. The animal outline was half my size the beast would move with a purpose, snarling when I look his way. The only thing I could see was the two pair of glowing green eyes floating in the darkness. My first reaction was to run but when I turn my back, I saw another pair of eyes floating in the dark. Throwing glances around to see more and more eyes opening inside the forest. All I wanted to do was run but my legs won’t work. One of the predators slowly took step forward preparing to charge his prey. I was a sitting duck waiting to be eating alive. With dread in my eyes watching the animal pick up speed and jump the lonely girl. I close my eyes while putting my right hand in front of the animal and he froze in midair.

When I open my eyes, I saw him stuck inside a white aura where he tussles and randomly bit the air trying to free himself. With the light glow around him I could finally see the predator. The beast was a giant wolf made of thick tree branches. Even when the monster was trap it still terrified me and I try to escape by walking backward just to trip for a second time. The beast was set free and landed on his feet aggressively charging the girl again. With fear in my heart I extended my right arm and this time I felt someone or something in my body giving me or feeding information. The monster was held on the air and this time he was send flying with a loud gush of wind sound. Knocking trees in the process.

All the pack of animal barks but never got close to me, they all left, and the glowing eyes disappeared. The stone in my wrist was glowing and I assume it was this thing making magic. I try to take the bracelet off but no matter how much I pull it, it won’t break. Deciding to take care of it later and with adrenaline in my blood and a palpitating heart I ran back to the only place I know it was safe.

Arriving back to Ponyville and easily sneak pass the guards and manage to open my owner unlock door. Taking rest on the couch once again, passing my shirt on my sweaty face. My shoes made splashes sound. When I raise my foot up and saw the bowl in the floor and the mess I made. I stood up and pick up a towel to clean up the soup. When I put the bowl on the dirty pile, I notice the unclean cooking wear stack up and decided to clean the dishes, I put everything back in its rightful place and soak the dirty pushy toy Lyra got for me leaving it in the sink to dry off. I threw my body back on the couch in the dead of night with more restless thought that before but so tired that I still managing to find rest.

Author's Note

(Updated)

A/N: Originally the story was suppose to be Lyra who finds the Crystal and 'save the day' but it was change because it gave the MC nothing to do.

Oops accidentally put chapter 11 on chapter 10, having a repeat, sorry about that.