Only Human

Chapters

Prologue
Ch. 1: Kidnapping
Ch. 2: Greetings
Ch. 3: Adaptation
Ch. 4: News

Prologue

NOTE: The prologue was very rushed, as I was low on time. Please do not judge the book until you have read the first chapter. Thank you.

The ring of the Sugarcube Corner bell rang off, and the door opened, carrying the cool breeze inside. The door closed with a thud, and Twilight shook the snow off of her boots onto the rug. She trotted over to the front desk, where Mrs. Cake greeted her.

"Hello Twilight! What are you doing out here in the cold weather?" She asked with a smile. Twilight smiled in return.

"I'm just ordering some cupcakes for a party tomorrow. I'll have chocolate with pink frosting, please." Twilight ordered, taking out the slip of paper familiar to the entirety of Ponyville, Twilight's infamous checklist. With her quill, she checked off the box sitting next to an image of a cupcake.

"Speaking of parties, have you heard the news about Pinkie?" Mrs. Cake asked as she was filling a tray of cupcakes. Twilight put her list away and shook her head.

"No, I actually haven't seen her in a while. Is something wrong?" Twilight asked, concerned about her friend.

"Oh, it's very bad. We got a letter yesterday morning saying that her sisters recently died due to an unknown disease. She's been sulking in her room ever since, only accepting food and water when we place it in front of her door." She explained, and Twilight slightly gasped. She stared at the wall, lost in thought, until she finally finished,

"Can you double the order I gave?" She asked. Mrs. Cake shrugged and started filling another tray. When she was all done, Twilight quickly threw everything in her saddlebags and quickly galloped out of the store without saying goodbye.

"So, what have you gathered us her for again?" Rainbow Dash asked, hovering in the air with a bored look plastered on her face.

"To throw a Hearth's Warming Eve party for Pinkie! It is tomorrow, and we need to cheer her up!" Twilight explained again, to Rainbow Dash in particular.

"But she usually plans the parties, and even when we try to help, she turns us down." The soft voice of Fluttershy spoke up.

"Well, she's not going to make any parties if she's sulking in her room!" Twilight interjected.

"Well why in the hay is she sulkin'? Applejack questioned as she examined a floral pink book on one of the bookshelves.

"Because her sisters died!" Twilight interjected again. In which she received many gasps from the other four ponies surrounding her.

"Well, that's absolutely disastrous! I would feel exactly the same if Sweetie were to meet such a terrible fate!" Rarity quoted, her voice rich with the familiar sound of drama.

"And that's it! We need to make Pinkie as happy as she can possibly be!" Twilight continued.

"Well, do you know how hard that's going to be on Pinkie's standards? She doesn't sulk like that unless it's after Hearth's Warming and she doesn't get her-" Rainbow Dash cut her sentence off, as everypony in the room registered what the only solution is.

"Yer' not seriously gonna..." Applejack trailed off, as if she didn't want to hear the obvious answer lingering in the room.

"Yes. I am." Twilight turned to everypony, who was all looking right back at her.

"I'm going to get Pinkie a human."

Ch. 1: Kidnapping

Only Human
Ch. 1: Kidnapping

"Yo, Isaac!"
Isaac turned around to find Greg waving for him. When they met, they used their series of fist bumps, handshakes, and ending with a salute. The idea was sort of simple, it shows a sign that the day went by swimmingly, a plan worked out as expected, or nothing was wrong. After a while it became customary between the two.

"What's up?" Isaac asked mid-handshake.
"Nothing much. But I did get Sabrina to come with me to a movie." He said, finishing the handshake and walking along the sidewalk with Isaac.
"Niiice. What movie?" Isaac asked, impressed with his jumpy friend.
"Army Squirrels 2: Chipmunks Return." He responded.
"When did you get her to agree with that?" Isaac asked, an eyebrow raised.
"She didn't. It's a surprise." Isaac simply chuckled and decided not to argue with Greg and his opinion of "getting someone to come with you".
"Well, I tried, but got blown off immediately. Some of the girls at school are frigid." Isaac thought back to the memory of trying to convince Amy to walk with him after school, in which he received a prompt slap to the face.
"Aw, don't get upset about Amy." He took a second to snicker a bit, as he was laughing his ass off during the scene. "You just can't talk to girls." He shrugged.
"Don't forget that you were the one who gave me the pickup line. 'You must be a tree planter. Cause my wood is growing right now.' That isn't even slightly clever!" Isaac instantly interjected.
"Well, that line's overrated. You shouldn't of used it." Greg dodged, horribly.
"Whatever, I didn't like Amy anyways." Isaac finished.
"What about Talia? You like her, don't you?" Greg asked, changing the topic. It was responded with a slight blush. Images of her happy, fun nature, and her strange ability to make the best parties. But she always knew how to cheer someone up.
"Uh, what are you talking about?" He asked, stuttering. Greg's eyes narrowed and a smirk appeared on his face.
"Whatever you say, man." He finished, his smirk still stuck on his face.

After a few minutes, they waved goodbye to each other and went separate ways, down the two roads towards their homes. Isaac looked around, bored with the familiar scenery. There usually isn't anything knew unless a road has been freshly paved, or a tree has recently been planted. It wasn't really impressive. After all, he has lived with it ever since he was a child. Isaac sighed, his mind wandering off to Talia again. He remembered when he first met her, after bumping into her on his way home. She was pulling a pink wagon filled with balloons, streamers, and many other part-like materials. He apologized and helped her pick up her things and put them back in her wagon. He only caught a glimpse of her face, but was already speechless. She quickly apologized and hurried down the sidewalk in a hurry. Long hair, crystal blue eyes, slender form, nice a-

He shook the thought from his head. Finding out she was in his school was more than enough - he didn't want to daydream. Walking along, he spotted a large bush with a strange sound emitting from it. Stopping, he turned to the bush, which the hum was also accompanied by a strange, violet glow. He looked around to find no living being anywhere in his line of sight. He took a step towards the bush and looked inside to find a floating purple ball. Almost as if it sensed his presence, it shot out and hit Isaac in the forehead.

"..."

"He... beli...it...he... kay..."

"Are you... onna work?... ot sure if... maybe he..."

"She's coming!... 3... 2... 1..."

Isaac rubbed his head and regained his vision. He looked around the cramped space he was stuffed into, and peered out of a few holes dripping with light. He looked down at himself and questioned the large bow wrapped around his neck so that it would fit snugly, but wouldn't choke him.

"SURPRISE!"

Isaac was slightly startled by the sound of a group of girls around fifteen to twenty cheered the one word. Isaac could only guess that he was kidnapped and was in the middle of a... party? He had no time to ask questions as he eavesdropped on the voices, in case he needed to report the authorities.

"Happy Hearth's Warming Eve, Pinkie!" A very average, normal sounding voice said. He concluded one of their names to be Pinkie, or maybe it was a nickname.

"Guys! You didn't have to..."

Isaac took note at the higher pitched voice said, but it sounded very... depressing. Was that Pinkie?

"We jus' wanted ta cheer you up after we heard the news." A southern voice chimed in, becoming slightly forgiving at the end of the sentence. What news? The weather, or something?

"Yeah! We got cake, presents, and even a DJ!" A tomboyish voice sai-

"Sup Pinkie!" Another voice called from the back, who sounded very... aggressive, really. Isaac took note of both of them.

"We just wanted to show you how much we appreciate what you do for us every year." A very quiet voice said. Isaac took note of how soothing and soft it was. It reminded him of his grandma.

"You know what we always do first!" A fancy, feminine voice said.

"Open the presents!" All the voices except for the one in back and the depressed one said in unison. Isaac heard the sound of some sort of steady tap - no, a clop on the ground.

Isaac took note that the kidnappers owned a horse.

There was a ripping sound and constant talking between the voices. Isaac finally agreed with his gut that he had enough of this, and pushed on the top of the box. But no rays of light were there to greet him, just the sound of a thump and the evidence that he was held in a sealed package.

"What was that?" The depressed voice asked, curious.

"Uh, nothing!" The tomboyish one said, trying to hide the worry in her voice. The clops of the horse came closer to Isaac and a thought that the horse would eat him ran through his head, but was disrupted by the sound of ripping paper around him. He was blinded by a ray of light and heard a loud gasp above him. His eyes adjusted, but wasn't able to see anything as something had grabbed him by the waist and pulled him out of the box. Something furry started rubbing his chest, and his eyes finally took in the scenery, only to find a bunch of colorful horses, one of which was hugging him so tight he could barely breath. The depressed voice now sounded like a very happy, wild voice that emitted from Isaac's chest was buried.

Of course, all of Isaac's mental notes vanished as he realized it wasn't a dream. And that he was a present for a talking pink horse.

Ch. 2: Greetings

Only Human
Ch. 2: Greetings

"Ugh..."
Isaac moaned as his brain registered the blurry images his eyes were monitoring. Only seeing a yellow and pinkish color in front of him, he registered the yellow as Talia's blonde hair, and her unnecessary balloons.
"Talia? Thank god Talia, I had the strangest dream, there were ponies, and glowing bushes, and-"
His eyes shot open. His brain recognized all his life and past memories. He wasn't at Talia's house. he isn't talking to Talia. Neither is he married to her.

"What the hell?!" Was the only thing necessary to the situation, as Isaac pushed himself to the end of the room, where six pairs of eyes were watching, one which had a certain gleam. Of happiness. Of course it was on the pink one.
"Uh... Hi." The lavender unicorn with a deep violet color in her hair, consisting of a pink stripe in both her mane and tail greeted. The rest consisted of a yellow pegasus with a pink mane and an incredibly shy nature, as she was consistently shaking and hiding behind a blue pegasus with a mane and tail consisting of all the colors of the spectrum. Next to her was a white unicorn with a purple, curly styled mane and tail. She had a solid cobalt eye color, one that stands out from the rest of her. Beside her was an orange... horse? No. Smaller. Pony with a ponytail on her mane and tail, and Isaac took note at the unintentional pun. Her mane and tail were a thick yellow, and she wore a cowboy hat. In front of her was a pink pony with a frazzled mane, an unnatural beam spread across her face. It took Isaac a second to examine her due to her constant bouncing.

"Where am I? Who are you? Why can you talk? Why is it so colorful? Why was I inside a box?" Isaac let his mouth move on it's own as his brain constantly registered the different ponies and hints about what nature they might be like, what they might do, if they would do something over the other. It was a bit of a sixth sense for Isaac, where his mind started ringing bells at a person and evaluating every detail he can forge with what little information he has. It impressed everyone he knew, really. He could know what kind of eggs a person might prefer over the other just from bodily movements. He could also tell what they do as a hobby or job depending on different markings or patterns. If they repeatedly tap their fingers in a pattern at their waist, they are probably a piano player.

Isaac wishes to be a detective when he grows up.

"Slow down. We're here to help." The violet unicorn said again.

"Help? From what I understand, one of you kidnapped me!" Isaac retorted.

"Chill, dude." Said a voice from above him.

Isaac looked up to notice he hadn't backed into a wall, but a turntable. A white unicorn with blue and lighter blue streaked mane and purple goggles looked down at him. Isaac stood up and slowly moved away, careful not to do any harm to his stiff calves.

"I want some answers. Right now." Isaac pointed to the white unicorn, and then towards the group.

"Okay." The purple one sighed. Her horn started glowing an unworldly purple and a chair surrounded in the same aura floated in from the door frame. It rested in the middle of the floor, where Isaac stared at it, and back at the unicorn.

"Sit." She said, gesturing towards the chair in the center of the room. Isaac, after hesitating for a few seconds, trudged to the chair and promptly leaned against the back. He attempted to stretch, but stopped after feeling a slight pain in his back. The yellow pegasus, who appeared to be the most observant of all, gasped and rushed to his side, where Isaac slightly slid away.

"Is there something wrong with your back?" She asked in a tender voice, yet not as quiet and out of range such as when Isaac was stuck in the box. Isaac took a look in her eyes for a second and agreed with his instinct that he couldn't deny such a wonderful offer from such a nice pony. He sighed.

"It's just a pulled muscle, I think." Isaac responded, and the yellow pegasus rushed towards the kitchen.

"Alright. Now any sorta' question ya wanna ask, we can answer." The southern accent found it's owner to be the orange pony with a hat.

"First, where am I?" Isaac asked.

"You're in Equestria. Where we ponies live in harmony. It's ruled over by the two Princesses, Celestia and Luna." Fluttershy trotted back into the room with something of a leather pad hanging out of her mouth. She said what Isaac presumed was "lean forward" and he followed, wincing in slight pain of the unforgiving back muscle. She felt where it was and told him to lean back. Doing so, she quickly dropped the pad so it was pressed against his muscle and the chair. The soothing warmth of the pad enlightened his back, and he felt a small chunk of his worries slowly melt away.

"I know, how about we trade questions. Where are you from?" The purple unicorn asked.
"I'm from Earth, a place run by us humans. Except for the fact that we don't really have Princesses or Queens anymore except in England. I think. But there are multiple places run by humans, and the leader of where I live is called the president. It's a bit harder to explain, but basically, the humans run the whole planet we live in." Isaac explained, stopping for every few seconds to notice of they were following with his explanation.

"There are more of them?" The white unicorn asked.

"Yeah. It's actually surprising to me that you all speak the same language as me. There are tons of languages on Earth."

"What languages?"

"No. Trade questions, remember? Now, what are all of your names?" Isaac asked, pointing to all of the ponies in his line of sight.

"My name is Twilight Sparkle."

"The name's Dash. Rainbow Dash."

"My name is Fluttershy."

"You can call me Rarity, darling."

"Mah name's Applejack."

"And I'm Pinkie Pie! Your new best friend!"

Isaac didn't hear the last part, as his breath shattered and he fell out of his chair laughing. Despite the pain in his back, it was worth it.

"What? What's so funny?" Twilight Sparkle asked.

"Is there something in my mane?" Rarity asked, as a look of panic flashed her face.

"No! It's your names!" Isaac responded between laughs.

"What's wrong with them?" Rainbow Dash asked, looking a bit mad, in which Isaac held up his hands as if he was innocent. As soon as his laughs were reduced to little snorts here and there.

"It's just that on Earth, we have names like John, Mary, Cody, and everything like that. But not Twilight Sparkle or Rainbow Dash!"

"HEY!"

The laughs were over as soon as Isaac was on the ground with a mean blue pegasus staring him in the face.

"Don't make fun of my friends or me, got it?"

"I got it, I didn't mean it as an offense." Isaac made a mental note note not to piss off Rainbow Dash anymore. She slowly hovered off of him and flew back with the small crowd, keeping a close eye on him.

"Alright, next question. What's your name?" Twilight asked.

"Just call me Isaac. Technically, I was named after a famous human who's name was Isaac Newton. Or maybe my parents went into the future to this day and named me after the hurricane in Florida." Isaac shrugged, thinking it was a funny idea.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Isaac." Twilight said with a cheerful little smile.

"Well, can you still tell me why you kidnapped me?" Isaac asked, scratching the back of his head.

"Hey, am I gonna play any music or what?" The white pony at the turntable called.

"No, that will be fine." Twilight responded, turning the pony into a grumbling mess who was packing up her stuff.

"Okay, well, ever since she was a filly, Pinkie here has been wishing she had a human."

"As like what, a pet?" Isaac asked.

"Not exactly. Every Hearth's Warming Eve, Pinkie always wished for a human to, well, be best friends with. And recently, her sisters died of a nasty disease, and she was sulking. So, I used a spell that grabbed a being from another dimension and took them here..."

"Wait, wait, wait. You kidnapped me because your friend's sisters died and wants me to be her best friend?"

"...Yes."

"What?! I live in that universe! I have friends and families there! Imagine how sick with worry they must be because I'm gone!"

Greg looked next to his desk, ignoring the boring teacher. The empty desk looked disturbingly familiar, especially the pencil markings on the underside.

"Coulda' sworn someone I knew sat there... Oh well." Greg continued to draw on his arm with a marker.

"I want you to put me back in my universe this instant!" Isaac yelled.

"Chill, dude." Said the white unicorn walking out of the building, which Isaac now noticed to be a library.

"No! Don't leave!" Pinkie begged, who was now hugging his legs. Isaac looked down at her, then back up at the group, where Applejack and Rarity slowly nodded their heads.

"...Fine."

"Yay! We're gonna have so much fun! Come on! I'll show you where Sugarcube Corner is!"

Isaac didn't argue as the pink pony dragged him out of the library and into the open air.

Ch. 3: Adaptation

Only Human
Ch. 3: Adaptation

"This is gonna be GREAT! We'll throw parties together, and we'll look over the foals together, and we'll play board games and explore Ponyville and make even more friends and..."
Isaac had no choice but to listen to the over-hyped babbling pony as he struggled to catch up with her. He caught ponies staring at him either questioningly, or they shook their heads and continued working. One even had a look of apology and mouthed something to Isaac, which he could only describe as "May the gods have mercy on your soul". Isaac noted his particularly feisty stomach and a wave of slight worry washed over him.

"Oh, hey... Pinkie, was it? Could you slow down a little and show me where we're going?" Isaac asked the pony, who was still bouncing from excitement. She stopped at the sound of his interrupting voice.

"We're going to Sugarcube Corner! I live and work there!" She beamed.

"What's your job?" Isaac asked, observing the strange looking houses that surrounded them.

"I make goods like cupcakes, muffins, cakes, donuts, candy..." Isaac ignored her yet again after she started going through a list of food items he wasn't even aware that existed. But he got the general idea.

"Ooh! There it is now!" Pinkie exclaimed, pointing to a large house made of what Isaac thought was to be gingerbread. A memory materialized in his brain, recalling the thought of a Christmas Gingerbread Party he helped Talia throw. Of course, she asked for volunteers, so it wasn't a private invite. He shoved the thought away as soon as he came to the incident with a certain pack of frosting. He shuddered as a sliver of the thought slipped through his mental blockade. Shutting down the memory completely, he found he was inside the house itself, containing a room filled with pink tables with hearts on them.

Man, this place is really sensitive to love... or something. Isaac thought to himself as his eyes wandered around the area. His sightseeing was cut short when a jerk of his arm led him into the nearby kitchen.

"This is where we make the sweets!" Pinkie announced, holding her arm out at the room containing stoves, sinks, and multiple drawers that, most likely, were lined with various toppings and appliances.

"Here! Wanna try a sample of a new kind of candy I've been working on?" Pinkie didn't give him time to respond, as her hoof dug into a nearby bowl and, upon retreaval, contained one small, blue candy stuck to her hoof.

"Try it! It's tasty!" She offered, in which Isaac hesitantly grasped the hard candy between his index finger and thumb. He unwrapped the decorative wrapper, revealing a spherical candy with multiple colors of blue swirled into it. He gave a short look at Pinkie, who beamed in response, and took in a quick breath, popping the candy inside his mouth to taste... Nothing.

"I call it the Reality Check!" Pinkie giggled. Isaac tilted his head questioningly, until the sweetness exploded in his mouth. It felt unreal, and the candy melted away, along with the consistency of colors around him. The room swirled around him until all Isaac could see was rainbows all around his body. He could feel his eyes dilate as he reached his hand toward the swirling spectrum, and upon contact, lead the rainbows up his body and into his mind, where questions started to lift in and out.

Where am I? Am I dreaming? Who am I? Is the the real life? Is this just fantasy? What am I doing here? Whatever it is, I don't wanna leave!

Isaac's gape slowly lifted upwards and he proceeded to join the rainbows in its revolving motion. All cares slipped away as he spun around with his arms stretched out and a smile conquering his face. He looked up to the sky, where a smiling sun waved at him, and he waved back. A petal landed on his nose and he started to snatch the falling flowers. When he gained enough for a full bouquet, he reached it towards the sun, in which it took it gratefully and deeply sniffed the flowers. It responded with a giggle and waved its magic wand around Isaac, and he found himself skipping around magic land, waving to the passing woodland creatures. He felt like there couldn't be anything wrong with the world.

Pinkie stared at the heaping mess that was Isaac, as he drooled all over the counter, a smile stuck on his goofy face. Pinkie frowned when she realized how limp he looked. She glanced at the bowl of candy and took a piece, popping it into her mouth.

"I don't see what the big deal is," She said to Isaac, sucking on the hard candy. "I just thought it would be really sweet." She shrugged and threw the wrapper away, deciding not to break Isaac from his trance.

Greg slowly walked home, feeling like he was missing something. He waited after school, but for what?

"Oh yeah. Isaac." He remembered his best friend. He probably forgot because of his new game, Space Walrus 2. His mind tilted towards the hypothesis that Isaac was sick. Greg continued to walk home, whistling to himself cheerfully.

Isaac groaned, rubbing his head. He immediately pushed his hand back however, due to vast amounts of saliva blanketing his entire palm. He looked around the kitchen, and his eyes fixated on a small blue bowl, containing a heap of Reality Check. Isaac glanced side to side, checking to see if any person-or pony, that is-was around before picking two pieces of the candy from the top of the bowl and stuffing them in his pockets.

"Pinkie?" He called out, walking out of the room. Observing the room thoroughly, he didn't find any sign of the pink pony. Just as Isaac started to ponder what happened to the sugar-rushed mare, the ring of a bell was heard behind him, and he quickly turned around, slightly startled.

"Hello, Isaac." Twilight greeted with a warm smile.

"What's... up?" Isaac asked, unsure if the unicorn had any recognition of the phrase, or maybe he did it because he honestly didn't know what to say to the lavender pony, who was also his abductor.

"Because you're going to be staying here for a week, you should probably meet some ponies here in Ponyville." She suggested, remaining her position at the door.

"Wait, slow down a second. A week? I don't really plan on staying that long." Isaac ushered, trying to dodge the situation. He decided to change the subject. "Maybe instead of me meeting everybody, can you tell me about what's going on in this place? I know literally nothing about it, and I've tried to stay calm to this point." Isaac asked and explained, waiting for a reaction from Twilight.

"Sorry, I have things to do. Maybe some other time. I just thought it would be helpful for you to get to know some ponies around here." She began to walk out, until Isaac interrupted her.

"Let's start with you, then." Isaac suggested, walking over to stand next to her. Twilight let out a long sigh and finally agreed.

Later at Twilight's, Isaac found out that she had run Ponyville's library. He got to know much more about his kidnapper and about Equestria itself. His mind started to wander off when she started to go through the history of Equestria, which she caught him almost immediately. The day trudged on, though. And Isaac eventually got a better grasp of where he was and why he was there. Upon exiting the library, he was immediatly assaulted with a pink blob that forced him to the ground in one hit.

"Issac! I've been looking ALL OVER for you!" Pinkie smiled cheerfully, until hugging him. Her soft fur tickled his nose, and he found it mildly uncomfortable when a sneeze escaped. Pinkie bounded off of Isaac, and he picked himself up, trying to ignore the pain in his tailbone from falling on the solid concrete behind him.

"I left because you were knocked out and I helped Fluttershy with her animals and when I came back, you were gone! I was SOOOO worried! So I looked all around Ponyville and couldn't find you!" Pinkie spat out as Isaac followed her once more. He felt like it was the beginning of the day again, where he followed her as she ranted on about an unapproachable subject. He had no chance to talk to her and remained silent for the rest of the walk back to Sugarcube Corner. As the sun set, Isaac recalled Twilight informing him that an "alicorn" known as Princess Celestia was the source of the rising and falling of the sun. He wondered which dragged out longer to end in sunset: when he was knocked out or when he was with Twilight. Either way, he was feeling a tad tired from all the surprises of the past day, and didn't argue when Pinkie offered him a bed to sleep.

As the evening dragged on and Pinkie calmed down, Isaac made a small conversation with her. He learned that her cutie mark resembled partying, and while not fully grasping the concept of cutie marks in general (the way Twilight told him was a tad confusing), he was too tired to care. Soon enough, Pinkie had started yawning as well, and the sun had far from set a while ago. Isaac took in the scenery of his strangely comfortable guest room and slid into the slightly undersized bed, fully clothed. He doubted that any clothes from here would fit him, or if they had any, due to every single pony being butt naked. Isaac buried his thoughts in a deep sleep and dreamed.

Ch. 4: News

Only Human

Chapter 4: News

Isaac groaned as his eyes slowly opened, revealing the immediate world around him. After having a dream about monkeys and clock towers, Isaac was ready to start the day. Instead, he leaped from the bed, having met with a beaming pink pony directly inches from his face. Giggling from his utter shock, Pinkie sat up with vigor.

"Good morning, Isaac! I was planning what we were going to do today and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep! I decided to sit here and wait until morning to get started!" Pinkie bounced up and down at the thought of what she planned to come. Isaac took a few seconds before speaking.

"Did you sleep last night? At all?" He asked, cautiously staring at the mare.

"I would be lying if I said yes!" She smiled, pushing aside his concern. Isaac decided to let the thought go and sighed heavily. If every waking second would be like it has so far, it would be a very long week.

"C'mon! We're almost late for our first activity!" Pinkie hastily ushered, dragging Isaac out the door. The quick jolt of Isaac's awakening made him feel as if he consumed an entire mug of coffee, and he feared that Pinkie's overly hyped nature was leaking from her and infecting him.

When they arrived downstairs, the Cakes greeted Pinkie and Isaac, and Isaac was very much surprised that they had accepted him already. When they asked him about it, they said that those who aren't a threat are welcome. Isaac could only wonder what would happen if he was a threat, and what they might do if he was. Isaac pondered this and when he snapped back into reality, he found himself standing in front of a bowling alley.

"Here we are! Kingpin's Bowling Alley! Mondays through Fridays." Isaac observed the sign atop the building which pictured a bowling ball hitting down multiple pins, signifying its identity as a bowling alley. He followed Pinkie inside, where he visited the ticket stand and Pinkie shoved out a bag full of bits, where an arm pulled it back beneath the counter and replied with a grunt. Isaac got a mysterious look from the pony in the ticket booth after he received his ticket. He walked over with Pinkie to the shoe... place.

"What size hoof are you?" Pinkie turned and asked Isaac, waiting for an answer to be received. Isaac stared down at his blue and white patterned shoes before replying.

"I think I'll be fine with my own shoes, thanks." He responded, and Pinkie nor the employee questioned him, as they knew little to nothing about Isaac. After Pinkie got her shoes on (Isaac observed that most of the ponies in the alley didn't have shoes on, but he decided not to waste his breath on Pinkie. She'll probably just ignore him, or end up raving about how sand sounds weird when you put it in a jar and shake it. But the day went on, and Isaac and Pinkie went bowling, where Pinkie won by over double the amount Isaac had. His hand wouldn't fit into the one large hole stuck in the ball, but he couldn't complain. How could you, if you were in a completely different universe?

After bowling, Isaac was dragged out of the alley and bought to various places. They went to the large Amusement Park conveniently placed right outside Ponyville. The roller coasters and rides were magically controlled, and Isaac found that to be interesting. That, and a pigeon. He found the pigeon to be the most interesting thing in the immediate area. Eventually, Isaac questioned where Pinkie got all her money, as she wasted bag after bag of money to get candy or balloons, or to play games to win prizes.

Carrying four pounds of cotton candy, a dozen lollipops, twenty-seven balloons and a giant stuffed rooster, the duo moved on to the movie theater, where they sneaked all the candy inside and left the rooster and balloons at the Sugarcube Corner, which they passed on the way there. They watched Mission Implausible, finished off all the candy, and then stretched after being stuck in a seat in the same position for two hours.

"How did you shove half of those lollipops in your mouth without choking to death?" Isaac asked afterwards, carrying the large (and surprisingly fluffy) rooster.

"I don't know... Maybe I was lucky?" Pinkie scratched the back of her head with a sheepish look plastered on her face.

They then went to more places, such as the town hall and train station. Pinkie admitted that there wasn't very much to do in Ponyville, and finally, she asked Isaac a question.

"Do you want to go back to Sugarcube Corner?" She asked, and Isaac instantly perked up.

"YES! I mean, yes. I want to go back to Sugarcube Corner. I feel like I've done enough unnecessary things today." Isaac responded, and Pinkie smiled in response.

"Okay! Let's go!" She then bounded towards Sugarcube Corner.

On the way, Pinkie and Isaac were intercepted by Twilight, who requested to Isaac's presence at the library. Pinkie agreed and walked the rest of the way to Sugarcube Corner while they went to the library. As soon as they arrived, Twilight slammed the door shut and locked it. She proceeded to run around the house and close all the window blinds, too.

"Uh, what are you doing?" Isaac asked, staring at Twilight as she hurried around the house, doing various things at once.

Once finished, Twilight finally replied.

"Pinkie received a letter not too long ago. I'm afraid she might snap if she reads it, and ends up threatening you." Twilight explained in a calm manner.

"Wait -- Why would she threaten me?" Isaac asked, a confusing tone clearly visible in his voice.

Pinkie hummed a tune to herself as she trotted to Sugarcube Corner. Upon opening the door, a pink object resting on the floor caught her attention.

"What's this?" Pinkie asked herself, reaching down to the pink envelope and ripping off the tab with her mouth. She slid the paper out and unfolded it. She read the fancy cursive writing.

Dear Miss Pinkamena,
We regret to inform you that your mother and father have recently passed away under the same circumstances as your siblings. A package will be mailed to you in the near future, containing the contents and/or permissions stated in their wills. We are highly sorry for the loss of your relatives, and apologize for the inconvenience. As said before, the gifts given to you from the wills shall be delivered within a week's time. Again, we are sorry for your loss.

Sincerely,

The Equestrian Death Notification Association