Have you ever looked back on a plan you made and realized how stupid it was? And got even more surprised as you realized that it had worked? Let me tell you this: it is not a pleasant feeling. You feel a rush of cold sweat running down your spine as you realize how much trouble you could have gotten into if things hadn't gone your way. It is a terrifying moment in which you lose all confidence in what you did so far.

What was I thinking?! I was nearly caught several times in a matter of hours! If they had caught me, I would have turned into a lab rat! I am a demented idiot! I scolded myself while hiding behind the packages to be delivered to Canterlot. I might be a bit problematic when dealing with these situations, but I can be bright enough to realize when I'm doing something really stupid. This usually happens after said stupid event.

Needless to say, I was panicking as new ideas began to pop in my head. I could be in a trap. They could be allowing me to stay in this place to apprehend me when I arrived at the station. There is no guarantee that the guards aren't waiting for me outside of this cart right now! My God! I am so fucking stupid!

After that little breakdown, I began to process information once again. I was in a world with anthropomorphic ponies. The Celestia I met was a regular pony. I AM IN THE WRONG WORLD! FUUUUUUUUUUUU-?! NO! Calm down. I can't panic now! What I need, what I need is! Sleep! Calm my thoughts. And rest. Yeah, that's right. Just drift away.

Washing in the shower, I was relaxing under the warm water when the door opened up. I panicked for a couple of seconds, I will admit to that. Peeking out of the curtain, I saw Celestia casually trotting towards the toilet. She looked at me and tilted her head.

"Oh, that's where you went," Celestia said while using her magic to open up the curtains. You can guess my reaction to that, I closed the curtains shut while letting out a WHAT THE HELL.

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!" I asked while glaring at her silhouette.

"Sorry, I didn't know you humans washed while standing up," Celestia said with an oddly calm voice. "And, was that thing in between-"

"I'm going to stop you right there!" I interrupted while my voice cracked. "Those were my privates and I will not have you comparing it to the privates of a horse! And why the hell was that the first thing you looked at?!"

"E-er, I, I, no reason!" She replied with her voice cracking. About two months had passed since Celestia appeared and the little accident with my arm had happened. Since that day, she had been slightly more tolerable. There were plenty of antiques for me to get annoyed at though. "I, I came here to use the toilet."

Something clicked in the back of my mind when she said that. "Wait, how have you been, erm, relieving yourself? You have-NEVER MIND I CAN SEE YOUR SHADOW SITTING IN THE TOILET! Where did you learn that?!" I inquired while turning away from the shadow of a pony sitting on my toilet.

"I saw the moving picture with something called a dinosaur. A man was sitting on these toilets. And there were other moving pictures showing these for comedy. So, I connected the dots," She replied nonchalantly while I shrunk in the shower.

"Ok, that makes sense," I replied while having my back turned to her. "But how have you been cleaning yourself? The toilet paper isn't sized for-?!"

Cutting me midsentence, the sound of the curtains opening made me run to the corner of the shower. I had my back turned to her. Now, it made sense. There was less hot water now and then in the showers. Celestia was probably using the showers to clean herself whenever she used the toilet. Crouching in the corner, I kept my back turned to Celestia. Strangely enough, there weren't any metallic sounds when she entered the shower. Meaning that Celestia probably ditched the horseshoes before entering there with me.

That was when I felt something on my shoulder. It was soft and warm.

"Sorry to intrude," Celestia spoke in an apologetic tone. Something she barely did. "But, I don't like being dirty for too long after using the toilet. I'll be done in a second."

"Is that your hoof on my shoulder?" I asked while staring into the corner.

"Yes. Yes, it is." Celestia replied with a calm voice. "Do you need any help with your cleaning?"

Feeling the flush of blood running towards my face, I tried to bury my face in the corner. "No. I can handle this myself. I'll wait for you to finish, then I'll handle the rest of the shower." I replied while trying to not run out of the bathroom in my birthday suit.

"I, I see," Celestia replied with a hint of disappointment. And that was a bit concerning for me, especially since she mostly spoke to me to ask about shows and other devices around the house. "In that case, would you mind if I asked for a favor."

Oh, no.

"You see, I try to keep my magic usage into limited numbers a day."

Please, don't.

"I need to conserve energy. And using telekinesis for baths requires continuous use for areas I can't reach with a sponge or brush."

I don't like where this is going!

"So, could you be so kind as to help me clean when I take a bath?"

That was the last straw. Letting out a loud 'nope' followed by an 'I'm out!', I ran out of the bathroom slipped on the floor because there was soap on my feet for some reason (probably due to Celestia washing herself and the soap running down her body and the floor). After that, I blacked out.

The blaring sound of a train whistle caused me to wake up. I have never been on a steam train before, but as far as movies and series taught me, those signified a crossing point or the arrival at a destination. Picking myself up, I rushed to the cart's door before opening up a small window to see which case was it.

I've arrived. Those are the walls of the castle.

However, as I peeked through the small gap I realized that I was screwed. Standing ready at the station's platform, seven armed soldiers had their weapons pointed at my cart.

I did an oopsie! A BIG FUCKIN OOPSIE! HELP! HELP! HELP!

Amidst the panic, I removed the dagger from my belt before holding the sheathed weapon, ready to toss it on the floor as a means of declaring my intention to surrender. Running, fighting, evading them, none of these options were viable at that point. I was screwed and there was no one to bail me out of it. Grabbing hold of the cart's door handle, I grunted while pushing the door open.

"HOLD IT!" The soldiers outside shouted, I felt inclined to respond with OBJECTION! Or, TAKE THAT! But, I digress. Stepping out of the cart, I dropped the dagger before kicking it towards them.

"I surrender! Please, don't hurt me!" I shouted while getting down on my knees. "I mean no harm! I want a way to get back home!"

Rushing to my side, the soldiers stripped me of my bag and my phone. I didn't protest, but I found it odd when they didn't touch the pendant around my neck. I felt like Geralt during the prison segment in the second Witcher game. And that was bad, Geralt was tortured and beaten up by the guards until his opportunity to escape came by. He had allies to give him the key and a means of escaping, I lacked that trait. Not to mention he could use magic and received training as a monster hunter! I'm a recently graduated doctor without any combat experience whatsoever! At best, I know how to ride a horse because of the farm! Which, by the way, I bet is slang here for sex in this world! I needed help! I needed a familiar face! I needed!

Air.

Panicking as I was, I began to hyperventilate violently while the guards, which were all mares, placed handcuffs on me! Do you know what happens if you can't get hyperventilation under control? You pass out! But, guess what? They didn't allow me to pass out as one of the guards slapped me on the face hard. I bet the intention was to snap me out of the panic. But, that was what knocked me out. Yeah, as it turns out, horses are heavy hitters.

I wonder how things are going down in Ponyville. Knowing Twilight, she should be with some kind of report almost ready to send through Spike. And it should arrive around four or five o'clock. I wish she acted more like a pony and less like a clock. In any case, coming up next should be the guards' reports on the situation of the Crystal Empire.

Everything seems to be in order. The papers don't say anything about a new threat. Oh, Blueblood found a special pony? That's good. That straightening up when he came to me was well deserved and effective. Let's see, the residents of the crystal empire seem to be satisfied and the accounting is on the mark. Well, it would seem he was indeed a competent leader. Charisma with discipline can make for a good combination, just like he said.

"Wake up!" That was all that I heard after a tsunami of cold water splashed over my face and body.

"GAH! WHAT!? WHO!?" I screamed while trying to back away from the voice.

After rubbing my eyes to clear out the water, I tried to look at the voice. I was surprised to see a somewhat familiar face. Save for the well-kept mane, the long eyelashes, gender-bent captain of the guard. Or at least, the one that should be the captain of the guard. Donning armor similar to the guards that caught me back in the station, Shining Armor stood there with a bucket in her/his hands (I was not sure, for all I knew he/she could be dressed up like a girl or something).

"I'm Lieutenant Gleaming Shield. I am in charge of this small section of the guard. We received a report of a stowaway boarding the train in Ponyville. The ponies weren't sure on how to describe the stowaway due to them wearing a cloak. Am I correct to assume you're the one they referred to?"

At least they aren't locking me up in a lab right off the bat. Ok. Calm down and think.

"I am the one that boarded the train. I was stranded in the forest near that town I boarded the train about two days ago," I explained while getting up. That's when I noticed that they had put me in a prison outfit, something familiar to what you would see back in my world. What the hell? How did they make these? The only prison I ever heard of in this show was Tartarus.

Shaking my head sideways, I focused on finishing my explanation. "I made my way out of the ruins I woke up in, sneaked around town once I noticed no one looked like me, overheard about a powerful being living in a place called Canterlot, and then boarded the train hoping to find this being and get back home."

Frowning at my explanation, Sh-Gleaming Shield crossed hi-her arms. "So, where is your home?"

"Probably not in this world," I answered bluntly. Saying 'somewhere far away' felt off, they could start listing names for me to pick, then I would be in trouble.

"You're saying you are an alien," She replied tilting her head. "Fine, tell me what you are."

Now that's a question I can be specific about.

"I am human, male, twenty-four years old, and my name is Caleb Porter," I replied with a serious face.

"Human?" Gleaming asked while leaning forward. "Those died before Faust ascended. They died of cold due to the Windigoes before Equestria was founded."

The horse spirits from that Christmas thing? Wait, there were humans here?!

"Based on the corpses found and the remnants of towns, they were classified as a primitive species. And gone extinct before they could thrive. At least, that's what the historians documented. You're saying you are a member of an extinct species. Are you sure you want to do that?" Gleaming asked with a menacing tone. "Before you answer that, what happened to your hooves?"

She must mean my feet. I guess she never-.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I screamed while falling on my behind. My feet had turned from beige to cream-colored. My toenails were black as if they had gone necrotic. Reaching for my feet, I realized that the skin on my feet was covered in cream-colored fur. Adding to that, my movements were stiff and my toes were rigid as if they weren't meant to move. "I did not look like this when I got here! This was not here! I need to go back home ASAP! I DON'T WANT TO TURN INTO A RANDOM CREATURE!"

"Understood. You were not aware of that detail," Gleaming Shield said while rolling her eyes. "I believe this is all you can offer for us. We shall send this information for the researches and the Princess."

Researchers? That is a wagon of bad news. No-no-no! Save the situation!

"If you have to notify someone, notify the princess!" I screamed while rushing toward the bars. "I'm a creature from a different world! I didn't plan on disappearing! If I remain missing for too long, others will come! I don't know about you, but I rather avoid conflict since humans back in my world tend to be a bit jumpy. Please, they called Princess Celestia powerful. She might be able to send me home!" I pleaded while shaking the bars.

"Is that a threat?" The mare replied with a cold glare.

BIG OOPSIE! ABORT!

"NO! This not a threat! I'm speaking based on my world's history! On multiple occasions, my kind murdered its kin for the sake of not understanding each other. They killed each other because they were afraid. Females burned at stakes because they knew about healing. Different cultures clashed resulting in war," I reasoned desperately. "Please, I don't want that!" I begged while pressing my head against the bars.

"Dramatic male, got it," Gleaming mocked. "I'll see you in about two days. We should have an answer on what to do with you by then."

I am fucked. I am fucked. I fucked up and now I'm fucked. Lab rat until the end of my days it is. I mused while falling on my behind. Stretching my legs, I got to stare at my feet for a couple of seconds. It doesn't hurt. There is no stench. And there is no sign of spreading. The nails seem harder than they should be. My toes also seem compressed. Almost as if they are devolving into my feet. This is certainly strange and concerning. What did I do to deserve-wait! The pendant where-oh? It's here. Why didn't they get it? Nevermind, it is safe and that's what matters right now.

At that point, I reached a degree of desperation that cannot be quantified. Falling on my back, I stared at the ceiling. I spent at least twenty minutes looking at the rocks on the ceiling. Analyzing their shape, searching for patterns, making figures out of the shadows they cast, and counting them was all I managed to come up with.

Two days of waiting. What am I supposed to do until then? God damn it. I'm not good at the waiting game! I. NEED. TO. DO. SOMETHING.

"Can somebody save me?" I muttered while mimicking the opening to an old show a relative used to watch. Slowly closing my eyes, I felt drowsiness take over again.

I've been sleeping a lot since I got here. I. Wonder. Why?

"You're saying that these moving pictures tell a story with a character with the same name as me?" Celestia asked while looking at the logo for My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. The show had been completed for about two or three years now. It made quite the success, and there were sequels and some other things made out of it.

"Yep. I can't say I ever watched it. But I did see some comics and other random things on the internet about it. Regarding you, there were a lot of pictures of cakes," I replied while lazily lying on the couch. "Handling the horses drains me. Riding them is fun, but the other chores to keep them healthy are a drag," I said thoughtlessly.

Little did I know that I had just used a dirty slang from Celestia's world in that phrase. And I was about to deal with the fallout. Feeling the weight of something landing on my stomach, I looked down and saw Celestia with cheeks red as tomatoes. There was a distinct expression of disgust and shame plastered on her face.

"Y-you did what to the horses?" Celestia asked with her voice going all over the place.

"I rode them," I replied without much concern. "I placed a saddle, reigns, and then rode them," I elaborated while scratching my brain at the growing reaction the princess gave me.

"Y-You FIEND!" She yelled while getting close to my face. Fuming with every breath, Celestia had a half-grin combined with gritting teeth. "How dare you make those poor creatures so powerless while you defile them?!! Forcing them to submit to you while using devices to hinder their rebuttal! Y-you are despicable!"

Defile? What the fuck is going on?

"What is wrong with me riding them? It's only for a couple of hours. It makes for some good exercise. And they need it," I replied with blessed ignorance. The look on Celestia's face worsened as horror and awe took over her expression.

"H-hours? Y-you, ride them, for hours? What kind of monster are you?!" She asked while practically pushing her face against mine. "You torture them for hours?! What kind of monster have I been sharing a roof with?"

"Now you're being rude again," I replied while pushing her away. "I don't torture them. They all seem very pleased when I'm done with them thank you very much," I shot back with confidence. I was pretty good at handling the horses since I practically grew with them. So, riding one wasn't an unfamiliar subject for me.

"Do not brag about the sexual exploits you achieved, you lust-driven domination-obsessed enemy of mares!" I will admit, the sexual bit went over my head as I dealt with the insults.

"Enemy of mares?! I ride stallions and mares alike! I handle both very well and they are not mistreated while in my hands!" I shot back with pride. "And all of them are safely returned to the stables where they are neatly tied up to rest. Do not take me for a handler that leaves them in the cold!"

"T-t-tied up? You restrain them?!" Celestia shot back as her grin/gritting teeth worsened. "You are a sexual deviant that needs to be stopped! Leave those poor creatures be! Direct your frustrations and desires into another!"

At that point, something clicked in my head. Sexual deviant, what is she talking about? Wait. No. NO-NO-NO-NO! CANCEL! RETURN TIME! HELP! I MADE A BIG OOF! HEEEEEELP!

That was when I realized the signs Celestia had shown. Increased irritability, the unusual approach of the opposite gender, moving tail, and some other details. This includes the difference in the way she was looking at me, the tone she was using to speak, something making my shoes go wet, and some other things that I rather not mention. Holy shit, she is in heat and I am the only one interacting with her now. NOPE! Change her name to Molestia because she is looking at me like a predator!

Feeling the cold sweat run down my back, I slowly moved my hands to reach Celestia's sides. I then shoved her to the side before running to my room like a madman.

"I WILL NOT BE MOLESTED BY A PONY!!!!!" I let out this brave battle-cry while rushing to my room and then bracing the door.

I hid in my room for three hours before things calmed down.

Suddenly opening my eyes, I felt something unusual. I looked down and realized that the memory I had just recalled had some, effects on me. I guess that if I turn into some random creature I-NO! Wake me up! Wake me up inside! I am not a monster! I don't feel it deep within! It is not beneath the skin! I am a person! I'm only human! Wake up! Get up! Go do something!

After getting on my feet, I started to run around in circles. There weren't many things inside the cell aside from the toilet, a bed, and a sink. Meaning I had nothing to do while waiting there. Sleeping wasn't an option in the middle of the day. I would end up without being able to sleep at night. There weren't any objects left behind in the cell. All I had was the pendant and my clothes.

Sitting on my bed, I decided to mess around with the pendant. Is this a locket? Or just a pendant? I can't see a locking mechanism. Well, even if it had one, I doubt someone without magic or that knew the way to open it would be able to open it. Although, everything else is silver, could it be? Nah. That would be kinda stupid. It's way too obvious to be that. Unless that was the intention.

Letting out a sigh, I held the pendant with my right hand while my left index finger pushed the small sapphire. There was a small click sound before the pendant opening. Small light rays came from the pendant's surface, creating an image of two alicorns chasing each other with the night and day beneath them. It reminded me of the ying-yang representation from back home. A winding sound began to occur before the image started to rotate slowly.

"Sun and moon,
Day and night,
All a part of the cycle of light.

Peace and joy,
Laughter in the voice of the kind,
Honest mistakes,
Generous aid,
The world has found Harmony in two sisters at a young age.

Loyal and kind,
Honest and bright,
The moon bathed the pony peacefully in light.

The laughter that brought joy,
The generosity that warmed the heart,
The sun showered the world in delight.

Five together,
A sixth was found,
The magic they brought would save lives,
For no greater power could ever be found.

So, rest easy now,
Mother is here,
Remember the ones you care and live here,
The world that needs you is right here,
Never forget who you are,
For the light you two bring will shine ever so bright."

Huh, this sounds more like a prophecy than a lullaby. I guess one of the two took the message to heart. Celestia did say it was Luna that made the pendant. I guess she wanted to make sure both of them had a reminder of the message in the song? I mused while staring at the image in the pendant before it disappeared. I better tell Tia about this when we meet again. If we meet again. God damn it. What am I supposed to do for the next two days?

"Chow time," A familiar voice called out while a bowl of salad was pushed into my cell. "Were you singing just now?"

"Nope," I replied while reaching for the bowl. "If I were singing, you would have come to shut me up or to ask if I was dying."

"Is that so?" Gleaming replied while leaning on the bars. "Then the pendant did that. Is it important?"

Answer yes, but don't tell to whom. Don't give them a reason to suspect you more than they do.

"Yes. It is," I replied bluntly before shoving salad into my mouth. The leaves were weird and it tasted sour. The carrots felt old. And the tomatoes felt mushy. Prison food. NOICE.

"Huh, you ate it all. I guess I'm not that bad then," Gleaming muttered as I placed the bowl near the bars. "How did it taste?"

"Like prison food," I replied while sitting back on my bed. "At least what I think prison food tastes like," I corrected while leaning back towards the wall.

"At least I made something edible," Gleaming grumbled while lifting the bowl. "Take that Princess, I know more than training drills." She said with a bit more confidence.

"So it seems," A third voice called out in the room. "Considering he didn't rush to the toilet. You made outstanding progress," That was a voice I was somewhat familiar with. The third princess to be introduced to the show.

Cadance? Well, she was Twilight's caretaker so, I guess it makes sense for her to be around.

"So, is this the one captured by the station?" Princess Cadance asked while coming into the room. "The dramatic one?"

"That's the one," Gleaming replied with a frown. "Your thoughts?"

Stepping closer to the cell, Cadance revealed her size. She was at least one head taller than Gleaming, who was a few inches taller than me. Holy shit. Cadance was shorter than Celestia in the show. How tall is this world's Celestia? Her eyes were locked on my face for a few seconds before she averted the gaze towards the pendant.

"How important is that pendant to you?" She asked while keeping her eyes on the pendant I proceeded to put back on with haste. "Very important. What would you do if I took it from you?" Reflexively placing my hand over the accessory, I turned away from her. "Interesting. That thing you hold so dear, it has a familiar feeling to it. Something that hasn't faded yet."

Looking over my shoulder, I caught a glimpse of Cadance whispering something to Gleaming before leaving. I stared at them for a few seconds, watching Gleaming raise an eyebrow at me with a look of confusion. Whatever it was that Cadance told her, it didn't seem like good news.

And it's just my first day. Hooray! I am lucky! Two more to go!

"I should bash my head against a wall and get myself into a hospital. That should give me a chance to escape. And give me head trauma," I mumbled before a faint memory came to me of hound barking inside a hospital at some point in the show. "You know what? I'll just stare at the ceiling," I grumbled while assuming my position.

My great escapade into Equestria and then back home fell into pieces because I am a jackass. I guess it is fair. FUCK YOU KARMA!

Sitting by the table, I drank a glass of grape juice while waiting for dinner to be served. If things went as they were supposed to, Cadance would arrive just before the dishes came out. It took a few moments, but Cadance came in from the main hall. The suit of armor I had prepared for her donned and polished to perfection.

I bet she put it on just to meet me. Why does she act like that in front of me? Can't she be her usual self around me?

"Good Evening, Celestia," Cadance said while taking her place on the opposite side of the table. "As usual, I have my report on my activities."

"I assume everything went well," I said while placing down the glass.

"Dinner is served," My chef, Gustav, said as our maids entered the room with the dishes.

"You shouldn't expect anything less from me," Cadance replied while waiting for the food to be placed on the table. "I won seven out of seven sparring matches before heading out to my post with Lieutenant Gleaming Shield. Then, I aided in the interrogation of a strange creature that was captured at the train station," The last bit of information about a strange creature made me raise an eyebrow.

Oh, perhaps the changelings infiltrate this early on? I mused while picking up the fruit salad in front of me. I ate a piece of it before Cadance continued her report.

"The creature called itself a human. And based on what I heard, it kept insisting on heading back home," Choking on my food, I ended up coughing out a piece of apple before taking a sip of water. "Are you unwell, Celestia?" Cadance asked with concern.

Human? There was never any mentions to humans in the show. No, it has to be a changeling. Better confirm this.

"I-I'm sorry," I said while trying to recompose myself. "You said human? Are you sure about that?"

"Yes, I am sure of it," Cadance said with confidence. "They were very adamant about the urgency of their return. They even threatened Gleaming with how his kind would wage war if they found their way into here."

Changelings are very aggressive about their tactics until Thorax came into play. I guess I was right on the money. I just need a description to seal the deal.

"That is a very bold move," I said with a bit more confidence. "What did they look like?"

"Well, their skin was beige for starters. They had barely any fur on their body. They had dark brown hair just like their eyes. There was some fur of the same color growing on their chin."

That sounds familiar. I mused while taking another bite on the food.

"They were very dramatic. And it was a bit uncanny how they matched some of the descriptions the historians made of humans. Save for one bit," I perked my ears at that remark. "Their hooves. They didn't look like hooves. It had short stubby fingers. But they were different from the rest of the body as well. They had black bits on the end of their fingers and there was some cream-colored fur growing on it. It felt off."

Ah, a defective changeling. That is a stroke of good luck. However, that description does sound a bit like a human. That sort of information shouldn't be anywhere near the badlands. I think I should investigate this myself. Tomorrow morning I have a meeting with the griffons. Knowing their kind, it will take an entire day. I need to go on the day after.

"Cadance, would you be so kind as to inform Gleaming Shield that no one is to approach the prisoner?" I requested it while using a napkin. "I believe I should have a word with them. And that conversation will probably happen after tomorrow."

Seeing their plan fall apart before it even begins. I wonder how their queen will take it.

The morning came, not without its bumps during the night. The sudden mention of humans and the idea of the changelings somehow having access to our historians' records worried me. Not to mention the sudden nostalgia and bittersweet memories that those topics brought to light. But I had to work and make sure things went according to plan. After getting up, I put on my best dress and gave a few orders to prepare for the griffon's visit.

The meeting would be held in the conference room near the south wing of the castle. I wanted to get that meeting over with and sign the treaty as fast as possible. I couldn't risk the changeling pulling a charm on Gleaming Shield. Especially by taking into account what happens during her wedding with Cadance. If I could avoid the damage they caused to the castle, I could avoid unnecessary and exorbitant expenses, and that was a win in my record.

The lack of information on those creatures was disconcerting at the very least. I asked my guards during previous confrontations to capture a changeling, however, as soon as we managed to get a hold of them, they proceeded to fall dead. Almost as if they could die on command. In any case, the changeling matters would need to wait until I had my conversation with Talon.

Entering the conference room, a voice greeted me. "Very typical of ponies. Appearing at their leisure, back in the griffon kingdom, punctuality is a virtue shared by all."

"As well as greed and sinful pride," I retorted while taking my place in front of the King. "Now, as I recall, this conference was supposed to be held in twenty minutes. You're the one being rude and appearing before the appointed time," I continued while gesturing the maid to bring the food. "Therefore, I request that you refrain from making such impertinent comments."

"As sharp as ever, I see," Talon replied while taking the cup of tea. Seeing his hand quietly move his golden spoon, I chuckled.

"Still trying to steal from my castle?" I inquired, making him push the spoon back into its place. "Please, let us start this meeting before you do anything reckless."

"As if you pose a threat to me," He said pridefully puffing his chest and making sure I saw his build. "You and your precious ponies should be more mindful when speaking to-" Interrupting Talon's speech, the doors for the room opened. Seven guards walked in while escorting a golden goblet that depicted a griffon's talon with rubies etched on to it.

"I believe this belongs to you," I commented while taking a sip of tea. "I simply love this chamomile."

"H-how did you?" He asked before a fire lit up in his eyes along with a sinister grin. Getting up in a sudden movement, Talon slammed his hand on the table before moving closer to me. "So, you're the one that-?!"

Stopping him on his tracks, I held two forks dangerously close to his eyes while pointing a sharp knife at his throat. "This is a peace meeting, do refrain from resorting to violence. And before you even try to accuse me. I legally sent a search party to your lands, paid for the guides and materials, and retrieved this artifact. Once it was safely in my possession, I had it repaired and restored to its former glory. According to the law until it is returned to its land by an official messenger any artifacts within foreign borders belong to rulers of that nation. Attacking me or any citizen of Equestria in an attempt to retrieve this goblet is a declaration of war, therefore, please, be mindful of your next actions. Or perhaps, do you wish to face me?"

Talon replied with a negative nod before returning to his seat.

Releasing my magic, I dropped both forks before standing to eye level with Talon. "I believe my advisor can handle things from here. I have other business to attend to. Please, enjoy your visit," I said while using a napkin to clean any traces of the tea. I headed to the door and before exiting I heard Talon speak once more.

"You should be a Griffon Queen. It's more adequate to that fierce attitude of yours," He said in a strange tone.

"Have a good day, Your Highness," I replied while leaving the room.

"You're telling me that in this story, the villain that led twelve henchmen with insane powers AND an army of mindless soldiers, got beaten by three teens, a dog, a duck, and a rat?" Gleaming asked while sitting in front of my cell.

"With swords shaped like keys, yes," I replied while grinning at her reaction. "The showdown was epic. A huge white room with just the hero and his best friend against the main villain and his body doubles. Energy beams being fired left and right as the two teens deflected all of them at an insane speed. Then the villain almost killed the hero, but the friend pushed the hero away and receiving the attack. The hero took his friend's sword and dual-wielding them laid waste to the villain. And then-?!"

Bursting the door open loudly, Cadance rushed into the room and started to tidy up her mane and adjust her armor before rushing to do the same with Gleaming's equipment.

"Cadance, what gives?" Gleaming asked while watching Cadance use her magic to clean up the table by organizing the files and making it look as professional as possible.

"Princess Celestia finished her meeting with the Griffons before I expected! I have to clean everything up before she gets here!" She explained while handling the organization of the files and their positioning on the table as if she had OCD.

Huh, is she afraid of Celestia in this world? I mused while watching Cadance stress over the rest of the table's contents with a ruler. Nope. That looks like she is trying to impress her.

"Good morning, my niece, Gleaming Shield," A voice said from the door, causing both of them to stand at attention and salute it. "So where is this-?!"

Watching in confusion, I tilted my head at this world's Princess Celestia. Holy, she is a GIANT. What did I walk into?! It's ok! Don't piss her off and you'll be fine.

Pushing my forehead against the ground, I waited for Celestia to speak or permit me to do so. However, all I heard was the sound of sobbing and something falling to the ground.

"Princess?!" I heard Gleaming ask while the sound of hooves took over the room.

"What did you do?!" I heard Cadance ask as I was suddenly pulled towards the bars. "Tell me!"

"I didn't do anything!" I said while trying to figure out what was going on. My eyes moved over to Celestia and Gleaming, and as soon as they did, I felt a crushing pain in my chest. It was a familiar pain, the same pain I felt when I thought of the Celestia I met crying. Flipping a switch on the back of my head, I made a dangerous leap in logic. "No way," I muttered while staring at Celestia. "Is that you, Tia?"

Widening her eyes, Celestia got up and rushed the cell's door removing it from its frame. Cadance let me go while backing up from the cell. I fell to the ground with a heavy thud before Celestia crawled closer to me dirtying her cyan dress. Her eyes scanned every inch of my face as a smile formed on her face. Then she looked down and saw the pendant that came out when Cadance pulled me against the bars. Her eyes filled up with tears as a wide smile took over her face.

"Y-you're here," She said in between sobs. "Caleb, y-you're here," She continued while hesitantly trying to reach my face with her hand.

Oh, NO! She, she looks like. And I liked her when she looked like. OH, GOD! I thought it would be weird being here if everyone was naked, but this?! OH, NO! SHE IS HOT! I thought while mindlessly nodding positively.

"Surprise! I came! Hehe," I said in an awkward tone while forcing a smile.

"B-but, I went back. You died the year I left! I saw your tombstone!" Celestia said while sitting on the floor.

"I, well, recreated your portal?" I replied sheepishly while scratching the back of my neck. "Using the pictures I took," I explained while looking at her more attentively. "Hey, you died your mane! And made it wave, without wind. You also look, tired."

Staring at me with a confused look, Celestia shook her head sideways before speaking. "You recreated my dimensional doorway? Impossible," She said while staring at me. "If you had, you would have appeared four minutes later at Starswirl's lab!"

"I did land on the castle of the two sisters, the ruins, that is," I replied while rubbing the area I landed on.

"Caleb, I last saw you over two thousand years ago!" She replied getting closer to me and accidentally bumping into my leg. "Y-you're real," She said as her eyes watered up again. "I'm not dreaming!" She exclaimed while tackling me on the ground, nearly crushing me in the process.

TWO THOUSAND YEARS!!!!!????? I thought as I felt my body being crushed by a princess that was falling apart in tears. What did I do?

Author's Note

HERE WE GO!!! Stuff happens all the time! Hope you enjoy it. Please let me know what you think!!