A group of Bronies go to EQUESTRIA!

[bMogget’s Chapter II: Introductions of the Absent.]

Mogget followed alongside Fluttershy, passing through the blossoming trees and towards the equine populace that inhabited the small town known as Ponyville. It was simply amazing, the town was vibrant and full of colour, and every mare had a rather approving glance at the new stallion that walked into town. However, the other colts expressed otherwise. Given that, Mogget was afraid of a certain stallion’s opinion that would jeopardise his ability to stay in Ponyville; in one piece. A single bead of sweat accumulated at his temple, which was then smeared away as a quick brisk of a hoof removed it.

Looking to his left, he saw Fluttershy jut up into the air as she caught a stray kite. Making a slow drop, she landed safely on the ground only to have a close encounter with incapacitation. A blur of red and what appeared to be white; later turning to a dark blonde, rushed recklessly towards Fluttershy causing the young mare to cower ‘Eep’ and duck beneath her fore hooves. Luckily, the oncoming blur braked and who other to appear than Big Macintosh. Fluttershy crept out of her feeble cover and sheepishly grinned, handing him the kite that was gripped firmly within her mouth. She blushed, he winked and that was the end of it.

Big Mac adjusted his sight and firmly locked it on the new Stallion that entered Ponyville. Mogget gulped nervously and stared straight back at him.

“Hey. Name’s Mogget.” He introduced himself.

“Howdy Mogget,” Mac greeted back in his usual deep and casual southern accent. “Big Macintosh, nice to meet you.”

Mogget bowed. “Honours all mine.”

Big Mac, with kite in his mouth gave a very dull expression as he left with a farewell wave. The stallion galloped off and Mogget couldn’t help but smile. Both Pegasi continued onward, and saw at last their destination. Fluttershy gasped inward.

“And this,” she pointed out. “Is Sugar Cube Corner.”

“Sucrose Block Avenue?”

Fluttershy giggled, said: “I see what you did there. I’m sure your humour would be appreciated by Pinkie.”

“Haha, maybe. Maybe.”

Veering his head around, Mogget saw a frantic Carrot Top dashing about from one end of her stall to another, looking from top to bottom as if she’d misplaced something. He shot a confused look at Fluttershy who only shook her head.

“She’s a clutz that one.”

“Ah.”

Entering Sugar Cube Corner, a warm welcoming, almost ambrosial scent wafted about, tickling and enticing Moggets’ nose fully and completely. He almost floated towards the counter where freshly baked goods before he was quickly shot down by zipping pink pony who crashed straight into the allured stallion. Crash!  Pinkie quickly recovered, but the same couldn’t be said about her counterpart as Mogget lay in light pain.

“Oof!” Mogget wheezed as he clenched his side, though Pinkie who stood with a blank stare quickly burst into laughter. “What. Was. So. Funny. About. That?!” The Pegasus cried in exasperated gasps.

Pinkie giggled, snorted and chuckled at the giggle snort she just performed. She laughed to the point where her eyes began to water and roll back at the same time. “Oh silly! I wasn’t laughing at the fact- (Snort) bahaha! -That you fell or (Snicker) anything!”

Getting up, Mogget groaned, said: “That doesn’t answer my question.”

Pinkie hopped around him, swiped at the counter and slammed a warm freshly baked muffin into his mouth. “Maybe this will then!”

The grey colt was startled at first, but when the flavoursome cake kicked his tongue with cinnamon and jam, he couldn’t resist. He chewed the morsel and savoured the sensation that trickled about his taste buds. Completely satisfied with the muffin, Mogget nodded ecstatically as he grasped Pinkie’s hoof and shook it in utter delight. “Mah namesh Mhogghet! Jish muffinsh DERISHESSH! MMM!!!” Well that was a poor attempt to intro-

Pinkie collapsed to the floor in a fit of hilarity, soon followed by Mogget himself who couldn’t bear the sheer rhapsody that overflowed from his body. The cotton candy mare, who was gasping for breath in between the bursts of laughter tried to impersonate the grey stallions introduction. “MAH NAYM ISH (Hahaha!) MHO-Teeheehee-OGHHETT! Hehe-hah!(Gasp! Snort!)” Nearly passing out, Pinkie surrendered to her inability to mimic, catching her breath she returned to her feet and gave Mogget a helping hoof. The laughter died down and Fluttershy found her chance to step in and introduce her new friend appropriately.

“This here is Mogget, my new-”

“Coltfriend!” Pinkie cheekily interjected.

Flabbergasted, Fluttershy merely gasped and shied beneath her silky pink mane. “umm.. no, well… no, he’s not…" Inaudible squeaking. A slight flush of pink streaked across Shys’ face. No surprise to anyone who knew her well; as she was quite prone to relationship teasing.

“Oh Fluttershy, just remember that I’m not as bad as Dash, she’d never let you see the end of it!” Grinning, she bounced around the colt and introduced herself. “I’m Pinkie Pie, I’m so happy to meet you, who are you? I mean, I know nearly everypony in town! And I mean EVERYPONY!”

“I’m Mogget! And thanks for the muffin, it was fantastic!”

“No problem! It’s just experimentation, throwing nice ingredients in together.”

“Fascinating! I tried a cooking experiment with my friends once!”

“Oh yeah? How’d that go?” Pinkie asked curiously.

“Well, let’s just say that one of my friends knows nothing about spice balance! PAPRIKA!”

“Haha! Maybe I’ll give him a cooking lesson!”

“Me too right?” The words practically begged for them.

“Sure, after an indefinite period of unexplained and unmentioned time, you’ll soon be cooking everything!”

“Well that sounds reassuring!” Mogget piped in a (Surprise surprise.) non-sarcastic manner.

“So, anyway; Fluttershy, I see you’ve met a rather nice stallion, hint hint, nudge nudge!” Pinkie giggled.

Fluttershy swatted away the fuschia mare as she continued to blush. “Yeah, well you see, he just popped up out of nowhere.”

“Like ‘POOF’ out of nowhere?”

“Something like that, yeah…” Fluttershy began to mumble. The thought scared her a little, it was quite clear on her face.

“Where’d he come from? Where’d you come from?!”

“Maybe I’ll tell ya, if you…” Rolling his eyes, he gently nudged the barrel next to him.

Pinkie struck a frown. “Ask first.”

Sighing, Mogget politely asked: “May I please have a cider?”

“Much better, and yes; you may.” Pinkie unscrewed the top of the barrel and stuck one end of a hose in the barrel, and the other in Moggets mouth. “There you go, drink to your delight.”

She expects me to use this hose as a drinking straw?! SWEET! He slowly sipped away at the golden enrichment known as cider. The bubbly contents were beyond his imagination, not his wildest imagination but still, beyond some nonetheless. “Sho,” he began with the ingenue straw still in his mouth, speaking through lightly clenched teeth. “I’m from Pegasopolis, a Pegasus based town that ironically isn’t in the sky.”

“Oh?, you’re being rather blank there Mogget, holding something back?”

“No, It’s just that talking about my past is a little discomforting.” Third grade black belt technique: Emotional Disarray. “It’s just that I don’t feel compelled to tell you anything that reminds me of my past, mainly because I miss my friends.”

“Your friends, who were they? If you don’t mind me asking.”

“No, it’s fine. Talking about my friends is a lot easier for me.” Mogget grinned, his mind wandering off to the universe he once dwelled in. “Well, before I left to travel about, I had several friends. One of them was called Likmhin.” The name rolled off his tongue in a natural manner. “He’s a real great guy when you get to know him-(“Is he the one who can’t balance spice?”) haha, no he isn’t. He’s more our go to guy when it comes to video games. He’s a blonde-ish Pegasus and used to attend the same Equine school as me. Till I left of course.” Mogget released the make do straw from his mouth and leant in on the bench which bluntly stabbed into his wing. Didn’t bother him too much though.

“Wow, he sounds fascinating, although I was never really a huge fan of video games.” Fluttershy said.

“Well, all my friends pretty much like them. Anyway, another of my friends is called Woohoohoo II.”

“He’s the-” Fluttershy was unable to finish her sentence, so Pinkie stood in.

“-the second?”

“Yes, that’s right. He’s like our master chef. He knows a thing or two about spices. What goes well in broths. He also has an amazing sense of humour. He’s blunt, but I guess that’s what makes him an amusing character.”

“So, he can cook can he?”

“A little, once a week apparently. It’s quite interesting. He also gave himself an interesting nickname, says he’s referencing something I’m not sure of; ‘The Rock’ if I remember correctly.”

“The Rock? That’s a little strange.”

Fluttershy nodded in agreement.

“Yep, there’s a few more as well. Friends that is, not nicknames.”

“Oh, is that right?” Pinkie leaned in, waiting eagerly for the announcement of a new friend when suddenly the door creaked open.

Mr. And Mrs. Cake burst in, a red flush crossing both their faces. The tall gold stallion sneered at Mogget, asked: “Who in the hoof are you?!”

Mrs. Cake then cut in. “Well, not I really care for a name.” She giggled suggestively. “Wait, you’re not-”

Pinkie nodded. “He’s mine, so back off!” The mare grabbed Mogget and Fluttershy and dragged them out of the bakery. Once the coast was clear, Pinkie whispered to the two of them: “I’m so sorry, I think Mr. And Mrs. Cake have been to the ‘Flim Flam Meadery’ and have… Well, taken a few too many?”

Mogget was almost paralysed, having seen the disturbingly intoxicated Mr. Cake disrupt the peaceful atmosphere. “Uh, is that normal?”

“Yeah, it is.” Pinkie answered glumly. “Something happened awhile ago that triggered this drinking habit. It’s quite sad really.”

“Oh poor Pinkie, I hope you don’t get caught up in th-”

“It’s a matter I’d rather not talk about.” Pinkie’s tone became edgy. She turned away, too ashamed to talk. “You guys better go off now, I’ve got some things to sort out.” Hurrying back in, the mare left without another word.

Mogget felt somewhat depressed to see Pinkie have such a irksome domestic problem. The whole idea of such a thing existing in this universe was a little unnerving. Flicking the mane from her eye, Fluttershy offered Mogget the chance to take a quick tour around Ponyville and get to know the locals instead.

“Excuse me Fluttershy but, why weren’t any of your other friends there at Sugar Cube Corner?”

Fluttershy quivered a little. “Well, you see… Not too long ago, Rarity and Twilight left Ponyville to approach their new careers. Twilight who has been given the title: ‘Sanctuary Mage of Canterlot’ and Rarity who is supposedly a local designer in Manehattan. According to her letters that is. Both of which are unicorns might I add.” Hovering in the air, Fluttershy flew towards a tree and reached into a hole where she pulled out a dull key. Then moving once more, she placed the key into a small brick wall which opened up a small secret deposit. Inside was a tin box. “Come over here, please.”

Mogget approached and as he arrived, the mare revealed to him a photo. There were six ponies who he identified as the ‘Mane 6’ and Spike who lay right down at the bottom. They were all inside Twilight’s house at the time.

“This,” Fluttershy began. “is a photo of me my friends. You’ve already met Pinkie here.” She pointed to the mare with a pink cloud for a set of hair. “The two unicorns I had previously mentioned are here.” She points at Twilight. “That’s Twilight and here, this is Rarity.” She then points to the beautiful white mare with a lavender mane. Moving her hoof to another pony, she points at a familiar orange earth pony. “This here is Applejack, she’s a local farmer here in Ponyville and she is dedicated to supplying this town with the apples sourced from her very own orchard: ‘Sweet Apple Acres’.”

“Does she also make cider here in Ponyville?”

“Yes actually, she does. She also had a crush on Pinkie.”

“Really?!” Mogget veered back in shock.

“Yep, though that has started to die down. Nothing went very well after the incident.”

“Incident?”

“Never mind, it’s honestly not worth it. Anyway, this here is Rainbow Dash, my favourite flier in all of Equestria. She’s everything I’m not. She’s brave and assertive as well as sociable. I admire that. She’s been the closest friend of mine since Cloudsdale. But when I came down here to live in Ponyville, I think Rarity took Dash’s place as closest friend.”

“You mean the fine looking one with the amazing mane?” The cider began to kick in, the words slipping from his mouth like water from a jug.

“Oh? Well, yes, I guess if you want to put it that way.” Fluttershy clearly saw the alcohol taking its effect. The alcohol was hitting him hard, as she witnessed the young colt gawking at every passing mare with hungry eyes. “Okay Sir. Cider, it’s time to go on home now,”

“Bwahuh?!” Mogget blurted. “I’ve nowhere to stay!”

Fluttershy thought for a bit, then said: “Then you’re welcome to stay at my house for a bit.”

Mogget was unable to express the overwhelming joy that suddenly brewed up inside him. Maybe it was because of the half a keg of cider he managed to down. “Thank you.”