Cold

As the train stopped at what looked like a capital city I knew this had to be Canterlot. The voice over the trains intercom confirmed this. Hopefully Twilight sent a letter to Celestia about my visit. If not well tuff luck.

As I step out of the train I instantly feel the burn of many eyes on my. And not the 'what are you' type. More of the 'WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!!' But I could care less about what this snobbish ponies think. All I am here for is a way home.

I saw the castle and I will assume that's where Celestia is. Wait I have seen the show well some of the show. I think on what I know about the show. And well I never got into it. But I believe that this is the castle of Canterlot.

If not then I'm fucked. As I walked my steal toe boots clanging against the stone road. That was when I arrived at the gates of the castle. Two Guards in gold armor blocked my way.

"I Have business with the princess." I say knowing that it might not get me throught.

"And what business is that, Freak?" One of the guards asked giving me a dirty look.

"The princess should have gotten a letter from her student. Telling her of my arrival." I say as I look at them. Both rolled their eyes obvious that they didn't believe me. But that was when the doors behind them opened.

"Let him in. I need to speak with him." A soft caring voice said and looking at the source I saw her. Princess Celestia herself standing tall as she gave me a blank look. I knew that look it was one of no nonsense. She wanted me to speak the point of why I am here and fast. Passing the two guards I walk up to Celestia.

"Thanks, may we talk somewhere more private?" I asked as I looked up to her. Sure I was taller than most ponys here. But she was at least a head taller than me.

Celestia simply nodded and walked into the castle. That was my signal to fallow as I don't want to deal with guard ponies.

"I'm guessing that you got Twilights letter about my arrival." I say walking behind her the sound of her hooves and my steal toe boats clanging on the marble floor.

"Indeed I have." Celestia said plainly as we continued to walk. I knew form this that she didn't trust me of humans. After all she is cold and you only do that if someone is untrustworthy. We passed many castle staff and guards. Most seem to be scared shitless by me.

Finally we made it to what seems to be a private study. Two guards where stationed at the door and gave me dirty looks. I ignored them and followed Celestia inside.

"Let me get one thing straight human I don't trust you." Celestia said a scowl on her face. I was takin aback by this only for a moment.

"Yeah I thought as much." I said nonchalantly as I took a seat look at her. Now it was her turn to be takin aback. But her scowl return and she continued to speak.

"You humans are mostly savages and very few are good." She said like she was talking from experience. And well I can't say she isn't wrong.

"Let me stop you right there Princess." I say as I looked at her already knowing that she was going to rant about how humans are bad and shit. "All I came here for was if you could send me home and that is it. I'm not here to be lectured about human nature after all I know it on personal level."

I say giving her a dead look in my face. Her eyes widen at how I seem to disregard her words. But by how her face softened she seem to get my point.

"Very well." She said using her magic to levitate a book to her hands. "The process of sending you home is long and delicate one." Those where the word I didn't want to hear but its better than nothing.

"And how long to you estimate the process will be ready?" I asked her as my heart shank a little. She looked at me and seem to be sorry for me.

"Months at best and years at worst." My heart sunk further as I heard this but again it was better than nothing. Her voice snapped me back to reality. "I'm going to need something of your that I can use for this spell." She said I I reached into my pocket pulling out my pocket knife. Licking it open I cut a small clump of my hair.

"Will this work?" I say looking at her with the small clump of hair in my hand. She look both taken aback and surprised that I had weapon.

"Yes that will do." She said levitating a jar and my hair to her. She put my hair into the jar and look back to me. "I will give you room here to stay the night but as soon as sunrise I want you out and back to Ponyvile." I nodded knowing clearly that I had to listen to her because she was my only way home.

I stood and she rang a bell and a butler arrived.

"Take him to the guest room." The butler bowed and signal me to fallow him. I did so and soon enough he opened the door for me. Stepping into the room it was spacious. That door shuts behind me and looking at the bed I couldn't help but dive for it. But I couldn't sleep without music.

Taking off my steel toe boots and then pulled out my phone only at 82 percent. And with that I started to play music.

A few moments later and the song Bullet by Hollywood Undead. The beginning drum started and then the lyrics.

I know weird choice of music to sleep by. But I have fallen asleep by Five Finger Death Punch so this is tame to me. As I drifted into sleep I got the feeling of being watched again.

But somehow I felt like I knew who it was. The since of cold breezes was the give away. But it wasn't the harsh cold of Nightmare Moon. Rather it was calm even though I find both inviting this felt more so. The song continued to play as I dreamt of the lyrics. I was dancing like there was not care of world.

The lyrics were dark in tone but I danced like it was happiest I have been. If someone was watching my dreams they would think me mentally ill. Which is far in all honesty. Soon enough I stopped dreaming but the songs didn't which I didn't mind. But then they stopped which was strange to me.

"Hey Chaz, You good?" My eyes shot opened at the sound of my brothers voice. Looking around at my surroundings I saw that I was in a bar. A bar my brother and family visits in general.

"Yeah... Yeah I'm good Elon." I say my mind not sure if this is a dream or the My little Pony one was. But this felt real, the beer in my hand the seat under me. It all felt right and that me and Elon being here was planned.

"I would die for you little brother." Elon suddenly said as I turned back to face him.

"So would I Elon. Hell I would trade my life for you." I say smiling as I wanted him to know this. But then a something felt off like this was no longer a drink between brothers.

"Heh, But really I died because of you." My eyes went wide as I heard those words leave Elons mouth. The bar was now dead silent as the beer in my froze like I had Cryomacy.

"What- Elon? What are you saying?" I asked sweat dripped from my forhead and froze to the bar counter. Elon then got up and said as clear as day.

"I'm dead, and you did nothing."

BANG BANG BANG

Three gunshots rang out and my brother fell to ground. Blood was everywhere and I couldn't do anything to stop it. I wasn't there to stop the bleeding or take the bullets. But that doesn't stop my mind from tormenting me with these thoughts. What I could have done. I could have taken those bullets or maybe kept him alive long enough for him to get medical attention. I would have given my life away to see him again.

It doesn't help that on the night he was killed I argued with him. I didn't get to tell him how he was the only one that understood. He understood what it was like to wonder about your death and laugh at how fucked up we are. He understood what it's like to feel less than worthless to people. And he understood that I valued my life and the role I have as an older brother.

"BEGONE NIGHTMARE!!" A voice rang out and everything faded to darkness.