I walk into a room a sit at the desk, take a piece of paper, a ink well, and a quill. "I can’t believe I’m using a quill and paper, I could be using my computer but Twilight said to use paper... and I really shouldn’t use my computer for everything so lets do this."
"So… a story of how I got here. How to start..."
I groan "Why did Twilight give me this idea, and why am I going with it, I know I’m not good at writing."
I think for a second. "Well, once I have a idea I’m not bad. And I know exactly what I’m writing because it’s my life."
I take a deep breath "Ok let’s start… I’ll just write what I’m thinking… now I got this down I should write a prologue.
I’m laying in my bed.
I think about things when I’m laying here.
‘The school year has started but I decided to not go to college at least not yet so I’m just laying here.’
‘School has been interesting but I’m done with it now. What would my grade be if I worked as hard as other students, I never tried that hard in school and my grades where still good. I wonder if my autism has anything to do with that. I know I’m on the spectrum but it’s not that extreme compared to what I’ve seen on the internet.’
‘Why is g5 the way it is? Ponies… if they where real.’ I sigh at that thought. ‘Ponies aren’t real and they never will be no mater how much I want them to be.’
I move my right hand above me and I look at it.
I sigh and close my hand then I let it fall back onto the bed.
‘I would have liked to go to Bronycon, to bad I joined the fandom too late for that.’
My mom calls for me and tells me to take the dog out. I call back “Ok.”
I get out of bed to take her out.
While on the walk I talk to the dog. “So Rosie, I think I rarely show by real self. I’d say the times I show my real self is when I’m by my self, In my imagination, when I’m in the right mood witch isn’t much, and times like now. What do you think Rosie?”
Rosie didn’t look at my just continued walking. “Yeah you don’t care… that or you would if you could understand me. It’s probably that you don’t care and you don’t understand.”
I get back home put the stuff away then go onto my computer. Most of the stuff I learned was when I was on my computer. It’s mostly the same everyday I do the computer take Rosie out when she wants to and that’s it, I haven’t got a job yet and I don’t know what type of job I want ether. I was thinking of engineering though. I’ve always been good at building things and I think of things others don’t. Like in school we where supposed to make a bridge and I had the idea of putting long beams in the main part of the bridge so it could hold more, I don’t think we ever found the max weight it could hold.
My mom wanted me to turn the computer off and take Rosie out again. I looked at the time. “It’s almost ten at night.”
I take Rosie out for her last walk of the day, and I have a flashlight so I can see.
I’m walking her when I hear something. I can’t tell what it is because of Rosie but it sounds bad so I get down and make Rosie be quiet.
I hear a guy talking to a Woman. “If you don’t come with me I’ll…”
“No I won’t…”
I gasp ‘A guy is trying to kidnap a woman. What should I do, I’ve never had to do deal with something like this before.’
I try to find where they are and I find them around the corner. ‘He has a gun, this just got so much worse.’
‘He’s pulling her towards that truck if I’m gunna do something it has to be now.’
I take a deep breath. ‘I won’t let something bad happen on my watch.’ Then I run as fast as I can towards them.
The guy yells in pain and I see that Rosie bit his leg. ‘Good girl.’ I get the woman out of the mans grasp and she gets away. As she runs I hear a loud bang and I feel a pain in my back. I fall to the ground and as everything fades to black I think ‘at least she got away.’
“Reincarnated” I figured it out pretty fast, it was kind of obvious. Everything from that time is a little fuzzy, I was only a baby or a foal as they’re called here, but that’s not really important.
The first thing I remember when I opened my eyes is everything being blurry, but as my vision cleared I saw two ponies, my mom and dad. I remember smiling when I saw them, I smiled because something I never thought was possible happened.
I was born into a world I didn’t think would be real, a world that I loved. I didn’t know when, how, or why but I was reincarnated into The world of My Little Pony. I knew that this world wouldn’t be exactly like the show because I’m here, but I was still happy to be here.
I was a pegasus colt with a blue coat and a darker blue mane and tail.
It was an interesting experience being a baby again, kind of a weird feeling, especially with me being a pony baby as well, but being reincarnated gives you a advantage with being able to remember your past life and all, well at least I was able to.
My early life was mostly uneventful.
I did what most new borns do witch was practically nothing, but I also did what I did a lot before I was reincarnated. I listen to conversations that ponies have around me even if it looks like I’m not paying attention I’m taking in information. It was lucky that ponies spoke english it wasn’t called english but I still understood what ponies were saying around me. I learned a lot in that time, like how years are a thousand days long, and other useful details about the world.
Around 200 days after I was born my teeth came in, and when I saw them I was surprised.
I’ve been walking around the house when my parents are asleep so I’m in a bathroom looking in the mirror looking at my new teeth.
“Those don’t look like a herbivores teeth, those look like… I don’t remember what they’re called but they look like the pointy fangs of a omnivore, are ponies omnivores in this universe?”
“Umm… maybe I can ask mom once I start talking with ponies around. I haven’t seen any meat but I shouldn’t be able to talk yet so… yeah. Maybe it’s in one of the books my parents have so I could look in there if I can’t wait.” Later I did find out that ponies are omnivores here.
Around 150 days later I took my “first steps” and said “Ma-ma” not at the same time but my mom and dad were excited.
At almost 800 days after I was born I started using sentences and my parents weren’t surprised so I am starting to do things at the right times.
Once I was four years old, witch is normal here, I started going to school. At school I didn’t want to stand out so I got some questions wrong on quiz’s and stuff on purpose. Being in a different world I did get some wrong because I actually didn’t know it but other wise the new stuff wasn’t that hard, everything else was pretty much the same so school wasn’t that hard.
But when school was out and I was alone I was learning about this world in much more advanced ways then a normal five year old foal would.
When I was around ten years old I got my cutie mark, my cutie mark is two interlocked grey gears one darker then then other with a magical glow around them.
My cutie mark represents something that the world has never seen before my old one and this one.
I called it “magical engineering.”
The concept of it was known but thought imposable, because magic seems to work to a machine disadvantage when the machine is complex, the more complex the more the magic works against the machine.
When I got my cutie mark I was happy of course but in the back of my mind I was nervous because it was partly because of what I’m sure was a sonic rainboom and the chances of it being ‘that’ one is really high because the moon has the craters shaped like a unicorns head.
Author's Note
I have rewritten this chapter to try to make it less rushed.
