Chapters CH. 1 The Storm, The Portal and The Pony.
Time: 5:52 PM
I turned off the engine on my 1957 Black Thunderbird and checked the weather on my phone. Of course I would not expect it to change in the past 5 minutes. I was very surprised however that it went from 22 degrees to 15 and the sunny conditions all day changed to 100% snow. Of course I could've looked out the window but I was busy admiring the beautiful Atlantic.
"Damm," I said, " I didn't know conditions could change this fast." I stepped out of my car and hurried into my house, feeling the first sprinkle of rain at my heels, and put my coat up on the rack.
" Now let's see," I checked my pockets to see if anyone pickpocketed me while I was at church. 'ok… ID? Check, credit card, check, money, check, everything else, check. Alright. I'm hungry.' I headed off to the kitchen in search of food.
" Ahhh, dammit, all out, I gotta go to the store tomorrow," I picked some bread up from the bread box and toasted and buttered it.
"Mhhhh, buthered thoast, the beth thing in the wrld," I said while having my face full of buttered toast. I walked to the second floor of my modest 2 bed 2 bath 2 story house (3 if you count the basement) and headed straight to my computer.
Now what most people think I am is a highly religious, highly patriotic gun owner that works at the ferry ticket office and drives a very outdated car. What I really am is a BRONY highly religious, highly patriotic gun owner that works at the ferry ticket office and drives a very outdated car. I immediately put some Doom music on and start scrolling through FimFiction. A few hours and story's later I get up to clean my various guns and get ready for bed. After I finish cleaning myself and my beloved guns I look at the weather again and see it has gotten worse.
"I should really get my car in the garage." I step outside clad in full coat and parka armor ready to battle the wind and snow with keys in hand. I sprint to the car, get inside, start it up, and get it in the garage. As I'm sprinting back to the house I fail to hear the crash coming in the direction of my garden shed, as I just slipped on a particularly resistant patch of ice that failed to get affected by the salt I threw upon it. I get inside and get in bed, ready to deal with whatever tree the storm throws at me.
Time: 5:52 PM
"It's almost ready Twilight!" I heard that call coming from the floor below me
"OK!" I called back "I'm just making some final calibrations to it!"
"Alright and this knob goes in.... this position, and this lever goes down annnnnnnd done!" "The panel is ready Lyra!"
"OK, just gotta weld a few more pieces together and we're ready!"
"Are you sure you have to go alone?" Princess Celestia asked, " Me, Luna and your friends can go with you."
"No," I said vigorously. "I have to go alone."
"But why Twilight, why can't we come with you? You'll be safer that way."
"No Princess, if you all go, then you might come under extreme danger, and I don't want that. Besides I made all the necessary calculations, I'll be fine."
"Ok then, your choice, you have been ruler for a year anyway."
"It's ready Twilight! Come on down!"
"Alright! I'm coming!"
I flew down to the platform hosting the Interdimensional Magical Portal, IMP for short, and gave the go ahead for Raven to start powering it up. It started to emit a low hum, then it increased to a thrum, then a low wind started to pick up around my hoofs, then the portal emitted a roar of power and magic. I stepped forward, then hesitated.
"One small step for a pony, one giant leap for pony kind!"
Then I stepped through the portal.
Time: 9:26 AM
I awoke the next morning wondering why my alarm didn't go off. Then my groggy mind remembered that I didn't have work today. I got out of bed ready to take on the world. Not really. I slogged to the bathroom to shower and then put my clothes on. I looked outside to see what the damage was. It wasn't really much, just some broken branches, boats washed up from the pond, but what really stood out was the semi large crater where my shed was.
I decided i'll go investigate after I had my morning coffee. I went down to get coffee and make breakfast. I ate my piece of bread that was my breakfast, checked the temp, put a coat on, and went outside.
"Wonder what it is. Probably a large shark or somthin'. Nothin to be worried about-AHHHHH! WHAT IS THAT" What I see in front of me looks like a little multi colored horse. While I'm trying to identify what it is this is a great time to tell you about our sponsor betterhe- nah, I'm just messin with ya. Now back to the story. While I'm trying to identify what it is my brain finally woke up enough to jog my memory of the past 14 years.
"... Why is Twilight Sparkle unconscious in my backyard?"
Time: 8:32 PM
I was buffeted by the winds again. Any magical resistance to the winds and rain was for naught. The storm was too strong.
'Why would anypony let this storm form?' I thought. Everything was fine up until a few hours ago. I just popped up above an unknown huge ocean in this alien world. There were a few moments of panic I regret to say where some of my most shameful moments until I remembered I had wings. I was flying peacefully over it for a couple hours until a huge storm appeared out of nowhere. It was like this was the Everfree Forest 2: the water update. Anyways, back to what I was doing. I could barely hear it, but I thought I heard waves crashing up against a shore a few hundred hooves down. I stopped just for a second to listen. That was a mistake. An updraft took me by surprise and before I knew it, I was plummeting towards the ground at blistering speeds. I saw a wooden roof for a split second, and then, there was darkness.
Author's Note
Hey, author here, now you might be wondering "why does he not know what it is, its clearly a pony, and you already clarified earlier in the chapter that he was a brony." well I'm here to clarify that he just woke up, and the coffee hadn't set in yet so his brain could not recognize the pony on the ground. that's it, cya- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Author
CH. 2 The Man and his Pony
Ch. 2
Time: 9:30
"... Why is Twilight Sparkle in my backyard?" Those were the first words out of my mouth after my brain rebooted. Then several more seconds passed in witch my brain rebooted a few more times, it reset and it made this noise:
I then finally regained some control of my mind ( a small part was still trying to process that my favorite cartoon character is in my backyard) and figured that to make a crater like that she must have fallen a few hundred feet at least, so I dragged her into my house while trying to avert my eyes from her more... private areas. Once I got her on the couch I checked her over. I got first aid 101 in high school so I somewhat knew what I was doing. It's been at least 25 years since I got that training so I'm very rusty. But I know to check for any cuts or gashes. After a quick once over I was amazed that she only got a few bruises, scratches, and minor cuts here and there. I put Band-Aids on the cuts and disinfected the scratches. My coffee was all but forgot by then as taking care of fucking TWILIGHT SPARKLE woke me up enough.
I went to get a pillow and blanket for her to rest on my couch and an ice pack for her head. Getting the ice pack from the freezer reminded me that I have nothing to eat. I went to go get my coat and winter boots because the storm blew in copious amounts of snow last night. I grabbed my keys and trudged to the garage to start up the car and open the garage door. I then turned the heater and radio on and drove to the grocery store to get some... what was it?
"Milk, eggs, sausage, orange juice, goldfish, popcorn, spinach, mac-n-cheese, Kellogg's strawberry cereal, cheerios, and Frosted Mini Wheats," I said my grocery list out loud to tunes from Justin Bieber on the radio.
"K, Let's do this. I am very introverted, I have no idea why I chose the job at the ticket booth, but I can handle this. Lets-a go."
Time: 9:44
"Ughhhh, my head. Where am I?" I say to no response whatsoever from the unknown surroundings. I open my eyes to see a strange black box in front of me and chairs that look way too big for a pony. It looks like I'm laying on a couch in what seems to be a living room by the looks of it. I look down and see that I have multiple Band-Aids in my body. I feel my head and there is an ice bag on my head. It seems my rescuer took care of me while I was unconscious. I should thank them later. Good thing my alicorn instincts kicked in and started healing me right away. Right now it would take a few hours to fully heal. I decided to explore the strange, too big, house before me. I hop down off the couch and notice strange metal and wooden sticks mounted above the black box. I decided to investigate them later. I trot over to what seems to be the dining room with a table, chairs, and a vase on the table hosting flowers. They all seem too big for a pony to sit on or grab onto with their hooves. I notice a strange rumbling coming from outside.
"Huh? What's that?" I mumble while trotting over to the window to check it out. It seems it's a strange black carriage with somepony inside it. It's emitting a rumbling that I deduce is coming from whatever powers it as there are no ponies in front pulling it. When the pony steps out I notice it looks nothing like a normal pony. For one, it walks on 2 legs, it has pale pink fur, which I now notice is skin, and it wears clothes that go all the way around the thing.
"I think I should hide, its capabilities are unproven, it could lift a mountain for all I know, and it might be dangerous."
I decide to hide under the coffee table. It seemed the best hiding place at the time. I was very short compared to that semi giant. It must be at least 12 hooves tall! Much taller than my 6 hooves. But Celestia could rival him in terms of height. It won't be much but it would be something. Anyway, back to hiding. It took some keys out of its pocket and locked the carriage door.
"I should be taking notes," I mumble, "with locks on doors the carriage robbery rate would drop significantly!"
I could hear him step on the porch, unlock the door, (I had a little brain wave trying to figure out how to fit a lock into a thin door) and step inside.
Time: 9:45
I step inside the house and lock the door behind me. I looked towards the couch to see if my visitor was awake. She wasn't there.
"AHH! Where is she!?" I shriek. "She could've gotten hurt! Or got kidnapped by the government! Or-!"
"She could be right under the coffee table the whole time."
"...wut?" I look down to see a little pony poking her head out from the coffee table to look at me.
'Awwwwww! so cute! I just wanna squish you and pet you and pamper you so much! you're so cute!!!' I said in my head.
"You think I'm cute, don't you?"
"I-what-when-no nonono I don't find you cute, just... very good looking. Yeah, very good looking!"
"Yeah you do." As I stutter into silence I wait a few more seconds to say "Yeah... I do think you're cute."
"Thank you for being honest," Twilight says, "now let's get to business. First of all, where am I?"
"Uhhh you want the long version or the short version?"
"Long please. Thank you."
"Ok, so uhhh, we are at Block Island, New Shoreham, 601 Corn Neck Road, Rhode Island, USA. You got that?" I look at here for long enough to see a notepad and quill disappear into nothingness.
"Whoa how did you do that?"
"Do what?" Twilight asks in confusion
"Making the notebook disappear."
"Oh, that's just magic! How do you not know? Everypony on Equiss knows about magic."
"Uhhhh, I don't think you know where you are, you see, you're on earth. We don't have magic anywhere."
Author's Note
Hey, author here. Just to clarify some things, a hoof is half a foot, so by that knowledge twilight is 3 feet tall and carl is 6 feet tall, OK? cya - AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Author
Author's Note
Sorry about the wait, 5 people that read this, but I was on vacation to Cancún for a week, and couldn't work on the story. So I apologize for the wait, and hope that this is good enough for you. Cya - AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Author
CH. 3 Princess Celestia
Time: 8:22
" She should've been back by now, she said it would only be a few hours, it's been more than a few hours!" I said while pacing around the portal controls.
" Tia, calm thyself, she probably ran into a little trouble, but she's the ruler of Equestria! She'll be fine,"said Luna by my side.
"But that's what I'm worried about! She could've been knocked unconscious! Been fatally injured! Or-"
"Tia! She's fine! She's been in worse situations than this! She's fought a magic eating centaur for Faust's sake! She. Will. Be. Fine."
*sigh* " Maybe you're right, she has been in worse situations than this, she'll find a way out of this," I said reassuringly "Come, lets get some cake."
" Now that's the right mindset!" Luna shouted " I got a ton of chocolate cakes ready for thou in the dining room."
" Thanks Luna, you're a real lifesaver."
Time: 10:00
I stood there, stunned beyond belief, at the fact that a species has never heard of magic, the driving force of all life to my knowledge. I quickly checked the surrounding ambient magics in the atmosphere, only to get more horrified to see that there was no magic here just like that strange creature said. I checked another time, and another, AND ANOTHER, but there was nothing. The only magic I could detect was the magic I had brought with me through the portal. That was the only reason I could teleport that quill and paper from my saddlebags to write what he said down ( I determined that he was male by the tone of his voice).
"Hey, Twi, you in there?" I could faintly hear him talk to me through the swirl of emotions and shock enveloping my brain.
"Huh... what? Oh yes I'm fine." I lied, I didn't want him to be concerned, " So, uhhhh, tell me, how did your species survive without magic?"
Time: 10:04
I wasn't fully sure if she was telling the truth, judging by the fact that when I waved my hand in front of her face, she didn't flinch at all. But disregarding that fact in favor of her mental health, I focused on answering her question.
"Hmmm... well I can't explain the entirety of humanities evolution in one sitting, I can definitely tell you that we can survive without magic, and I have a few history books lying around here somewhere, you could check those out." I said enthusiastically.
'Thank god I put the war books and horror books on the top shelf, though she could just fly up or teleport them down. Fuck.'
Time: 10:06
Hearing that a species could survive without magic was another blow to my mental state, but I just managed to not space out this time, and enjoyed seeing that he has history books on his species!
"Oh thank you so much! I can't wait to take a look at those history books! So where are they?"
"There over there, by the door."
"Thanks!" I said walking over to it, "Though now that I think about it, I never got your name?"
"Oh" he said "It's Carl. Carl Votomopa."
"Thanks!" 'strange name', I thought, 'though it's to be expected, he is an alien, after all expect the unexpected.'
Time: 12:59
I welded a few more pieces back on to the portal, Some fell off with the huge, constant magical discharge it gives off when activated. I welded even harder to make sure that they don't fall off again when Princess Twilight comes back.
'Y'know, I wonder where this leads' I thought to myself ' It could lead to a world full of humans for all I know!' I was getting giddy imagining Twilight in a world full of those amazing creatures when I was interrupted by somepony above me.
"Hello? Helloooooooooo!"
"Yeah?" I said "What do you want?"
"Are you Lyra Heartstrings by any chance?" the mailmare above me said.
"Yes I am."
"I have a letter for you, It's from.... Bonnie."
"Oh?" "why would she mail me something?" I said under my breath."She would have no reason to mail me anything except for something urgent. " "OK! Just put it here. How much is it?"
"5 Bits."
"OK. Here." I said, giving her the said bits.
"Alright! Here you go! Bye!" she shouted to me, rushing out the doors
"Bye!" I shouted back "Now lets see what she wrote to me about." I said, opening the envelope. "Dear Lyra,.....Please come back.....ants invading the house.......THEIR SENTIENT?! Sorry portal, but I gotta go home. THERE'S SENTIENT ANTS INVADING MY HOUSE!!! I ran out of the portal room and locked the doors behind me, told the guard's to keep an eye on it, and rushed out of the castle.
Time: 2:58
She's been on those books for almost 5 hours now! I didn't know I had that many history books! OR maybe they're just long, and she hasn't finished one yet, though she is Twilight Sparkle, she probably finished all of them and is reading the other books on that shelf, with the practice she had, reading books her whole life.
"Hey Twili-" I hesitated, as she hasn't told me her name yet "Uhhhh, purple horse? Aren't you hungry? You've been at that for 5 hours now."
"Oh! Yes I do want some food, and for your information my name is Twilight."
"Ok, what do you want?"
"A salad is fine."
"M'kay." I said, digging around in my fridge, looking for lettuce. "D'you want any dressing?"
"Uhhhh, I'll have Italineighin, you have that right?"
"No, I don't, but I have Homemade Italian dressing. It should be the same."
"Ok, I'll have that then."
"K" I said, getting the dressing and cutting the lettuce into a bowl. After making the salad and pouring the dressing on, I gave it to her.
"Say, I have a question about your diet. Your species diet that is." I asked
"Oh? What is it?"
"Do you eat meat?"
Time: 3:12
My mind was reeling for the 2nd time that day. Ponies? Eating meat?! What a ridiculous question! Of course we don't eat meat. All quadruped species with the exception of the beaked ones like Griffins and Hippogriffs are herbivores!
"No! Of course we don't eat meat! All quadruped species with the exception of the beaked ones like Griffins and Hippogriffs are herbivores! Whatever gave you the assumption that we do?!" I said.
"I was just wondering!" Carl said while raising his forearms- no Arms in the air.
"Ok. But, I also have a question."
"Shoot."
"Does your species eat meat? Because I see normal teeth, then canines in your mouth when you're talking."
"Yeah we do eat meat." He said with an air of resignation.
*gasp* "How horrible! The killing and eating of innocent animals! How could you do such a thing!"
"I don't do it! Other people do! And besides, we make it as painless as possible, They don't even know!"
"But don't they protest?! They must reject being dead?"
"What? They don't protest. They can't think for themselves except to eat, drink, and rest."
"What do you mean they can't think for themselves? All animals, whether big or small, have some resemblance to pony sapience."
"That might be true in your world, but here? It's a lot more different than you think."
CH. 4 Voyage of the Cessna 172
Time: 3:15
"Oh... well... OK then, show me. Prove to me that animals here are just mindless beasts." I say to Carl.
"OK, but you'll have to wait until tomorrow to see any animals except dogs, birds, and cats. I have a friend in Maine who has a ranch with a bunch of animals."
"OK, but what is this Maine? Some kind of country?"
"Oh no no no Maine is not a country, it's a state. You have states where you're from right?"
"Uhhhh, no, but we have provinces, I think that's similar."
"OK, good, but if you want to know where Maine is I have a big map of the world in the basement."
"OK, thanks, but let me eat this salad first."
"OK, enjoy your meal." Carl said, walking away to do who knows what, leaving me alone with my salad and my thoughts.
'I wonder what this planet looks like, It could look exactly the same to Equiss for all I know, but that is a very very very very almost inconceivable chance, so it may look more like a big blob of landmasses, or one continuous one that stretches around the whole planet with a gigantic lake in the center. Or-' as I go into more and more theories of what this planet looks like, I don't notice my salad is already done and that the sun got closer to the horizon faster than it was supposed to.
"Oh, salads done, that was quick. what time is it?" I look around for a clock and see a weird screen? It seems to have the time on it, but a whole landscape behind it. It then suddenly changed from a frigid winter landscape to a tropical island landscape.
"Whoa, what was that? How does that happen? Maybe it's an illusion charm? No, it can't be, Carl said his people don't have magic. Maybe it's technological in nature, if so, Humans are very advanced in comparison to Equestria. Anyway, what time is it? 4:01?! How long have I been thinking?" I shoot a quick glance out of the window, to see the sun is in the wrong place it should be rather than from where it should be this time of year. "Who controls the sun in this world? They are very irresponsible on how to control it, it's not in the right spot. CARL!" I yell, hoping to get a response from him.
"yeah?" I faintly hear from upstairs ( I haven't gone up there yet, I should soon.)
"HAVEN'T YOU NOTICED? THE SUN IS IN THE WRONG SPOT!" I hear nothing for a few seconds, then a door opening and his irregular hoofsteps stomping down the stairs.
"What do you mean the sun is in the wrong spot? It's in the right spot for this time of year" he says irritably.
"The sun should be higher than that, that sun is half of where the sun should be."
"Well our sun is different from your sun it seems, how does your sun work?"
"Well it's very complicated, First of all,-"
"I want the short version please, I don't understand all this nerd shi-crap, I don't understand all this nerd crap." He cuts me off.
"OK then, so basically I grab the sun with my magic, and pull it across the sky."
"What? It's very simple! you should know this. Doesn't somepony here control the sun?"
*Sigh* "Twilight, no-one controls the sun, the sun moves on its own."
Time: 4:02
Honestly, I'm just playing dumb for Twi's sake. I know perfectly well how the sun works in her world, I just don't want her to know I know because that will cause her to think I'm spying and trying to trap her here because in her mindset, if I know what's going on on her planet, then I know how to get there, and I'm purposefully hiding it from her. Anyways, after a brief explanation on how orbital mechanics work ( I listened in high school, I know, I'm smart, clap please) I got dinner for both of us. I decided to go vegetarian for this one. Because I have an intelligent herbivore in my house, and made more salad.
*clink, clank* "So... did you get to see the map?"
"Oh yes, I did, while you were making dinner."
*clink* "How was it?"
"Honestly? Very shocking. Finding out that your planet is 8,000 miles in diameter is very disorienting."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, our planet is only around 3,000 miles."
'How' I thought ' never mind, it's magic.' "Ok, did you find Maine?"
"Yes I did, and the spelling and sounding of Maine is very similar to the sounding and spelling of our Mane."
"Hmmmm!" *Clink, clank*
That was the only conversation of the dinner. There were some little points here and there but they were too insignificant to mention. After dinner we went our separate ways. I went to get washed up and Twilights went off to read more books or something. The next time we met was when I was cleaning my guns.
Time: 5:00
While I was looking around upstairs I stumbled into Carl's room. He was sitting on his bed, Cleaning a black stick similar to the brown sticks in the living room.
"What do you have there Carl?" I ask.
"You don't wanna know." He said
"Why?"
"Just 'cause. And these are very dangerous."
*chuckle* "How can a stick be dangerous Carl?"
"You really wanna know huh?"
"Yep."
"Well wait until tomorrow, and i'll show you what these "sticks" can do" Carl said while making a strange motion with his pointer and index fingers.
"Ok then, I guess i'll get to bed then." I walked back to the couch, climbed under the blanket, and went to sleep.
Time: 5:05
"OK then, now that Twilight is asleep, I can make phone calls to Mark and my boss." I put down the M16A2 I was cleaning and picked up my phone. I called my boss first to see if I could not come in tomorrow, He said yes. We don't have many ferries booked tomorrow anyways, and I then called my friend Mark. I told him about Twilight making a crater in my backyard (he is also a brony) and told him to not hint that we watched the show. I also told him that we are coming tomorrow so he better be ready.
"Alright, now to doom scroll on my phone for 5 hours until I go to sleep." I proceeded to doom scroll until 2 in the morning.
Time: 7:00 AM
"She's not back yet." I say as I stare out the window into the sprawling urban center of Canterlot. "I should send a letter to her friends telling them to come here. We're going through.
Time: 7:00
I was having a perfectly normal dream about a centaur that has an F-35 and uses it to terrorize Zimbabwe when I was interrupted by the sound of my dastardly alarm going off. I grab my phone and fumble with it until I turn the damn thing off.
"Alright, time to make breakfast." I say as I crawl out of bed as slow as humanly possible due to my tiredness and creep downstairs, trying to not wake up my special guest. I stand for a while in the kitchen trying to decide what to make. I eventually decided to just make coffee first as I'm too tired to do anything else. I use the manual crank one instead of the electric one because the noise will wake Twilight up. After I drink my coffee I just get some cheerios. instead of making something. As previously stated. I eat my cereal as I get water and snacks for the 4 hour plane ride to Bangor, the closest place that has an airport to where Mark lives. I get my plane keys and stuff them in my pocket. By this time Twilight is still asleep.
"Ahh, fuck it." I whisper, going over to shake her awake.
Time: 7:13
I woke up abruptly to a shaking sensation on my back. Strange, Spike wasn't normally that strong. I then remembered the events of the past day and shot out of my couch.
"What! What is it," I say nervously.
"I was about to leave you on the couch but we gotta go. Airport's gonna open soon and I wanna get there as soon as possible. It's a 3 and a half hour flight."
"Flight? I thought your species didn't have wings?"
"Oh no we don't have wings. It's more complicated than that. But I'm too tired now to explain it so you should just see it for yourself. But you'll have to hide in my bag."
"Hide in your bag?! Why?!"
"If other people see you then they will freak out and call the police or animal control. I don't want that to happen."
"Oh, ok. But how will we get to Maine? Will we walk?"
"No, it's too long to walk to Maine. We'll fly."
"But you just said that your species don't have wings?"
"God dammit, I said I'll explain when we get there. Now let's go."
"Ok, just let me climb in."
"Ok." I climbed into his bag. Good thing it is so big, or else I wouldn't have fit. It was full of things like food, water, and other essentials. I zip it up but leave a hole so I can breathe and so I can see what's going on.
"Dang, you're heavy. OK let's go." Carl walked over to the front door and went out of the house. I was hit with the smell of sea salt immediately after the bag got outside. He walked over to the strange carriage I saw him get out of the day before. He unlocked the door and got inside. He set me down in the passenger seat and put a strange contraption on the bag.
"Hey Carl?" It came out a bit muffled because of the bag blocking some of the sound but it came through well enough.
"Yeah?"
"What is this thing we are in? And what did you put in the bag?"
"Oh this is a 1957 Thunderbird. It can clock up to 121 MPH and has a range of 28,000 miles. I don't use it on long trips due to its age, but it's good for getting around the island. And the thing I just put on you is a seatbelt. It prevents you from flying out the windshield when I brake extra hard when we're going fast."
"Ok, thanks." We pull out of the house's walkway and I finally get to see his house from the outside. It's a big, 2 story house with a wrap-around porch and another much smaller house to the right of it that has a doorway too big to live in. On a hook just above the porch there is an unfamiliar banner with 7 red stripes and 6 white stripes with around 50 stars in a blue box in the top right hoof corner. Carl turns some knobs on a strange black and white box with numbers on it. It suddenly spews out static for a second or 2 until it turns to a pony saying something.
"Welcome back to 95.5 WBRU, where all your classic rock songs are here 24/7! Now let's listen to some tunes!" It changes from that to a strange song coming from it
The strange but fun song lasts the whole ride to the Airport. That's what Carl said, but I still have yet to understand his strange mannerisms, like cleaning what looks like metallic sticks, and strange sayings like airport.
"Alright we're here. Just stay in the bag until we get to the plane, there you can move around." I was relieved to hear that as it was getting quite cramped in here. We walked through the doors and I saw dozens of humans going around. Most to what seems like a diner called Bethany's Airport Diner but some are going to the counter or outside. We head outside to what looks like a strange, small, metal Airship but with the Prop in front and no balloon, instead it has a metal wing structure that sits above the contraption. I deduce that that is the plane Carl mentioned a minute ago as we are going straight towards it. He opened the door and put me in one of the rear seats, closed it, went around the supposed aircraft, and climbed into the front left seat. Now that I notice, the front is full of more of those weird black screens that I saw back at Carl's house just, smaller. It is also full of knobs, switches, levers, and dials that I can't deduce the meaning of. I climb out of the bag, zip it back up, and take a seat next to it.
"Here, take this." He says, hoofing me what looks like a pair of ear warmers.
"Why would I need ear warmers?"
"They aren't ear warmers," Carl says while taking off his coat, to show a jacket and shirt underneath, "Their headphones. The prop gets loud so we need these to protect our hearing and to talk to each other without shouting at the top of our lungs. They are also used to communicate with Air Traffic control. But you're on a different frequency, so you won't hear anything except my side of the conversation. Just put the mic, that's the black ball on a stick attached to the headphones, and point it down towards your mouth, Ok?"
"Ok, I got it." I say as I'm putting the mic down over my mouth.
"Alright, can you hear me?" Carl's distorted voice says through the headphones into my ears.
"Yes, I can, but with all the wonderful technology you have you can't make the sound less static?"
"I'm sorry but it's unavoidable, with interference in the radio waves going around the world several times a second it interferes with the sound."
"Ok, but it is very annoying."
"Get used to it, you're gonna have it for 6 hours today." And with that, we stopped talking for a little while, in which he goes over what he calls a "Pre Flight Checklist", wondering what that is, but it seems to be him checking if the thing still works and if it needs maintenance. At least that's what he said. After that he turned on the black panels that showed themselves to be like what showed the time at his house. Just not time but altitude, speed, and the route. It was around this time that he called out "Engine startup sequence." In which he flicked a few levers and pressed a couple buttons. That triggered the prop in front to start rotating clockwise. He then said "Changing frequency to Pilot Frequency." I don't know why he needs to call everything out, but I think it's to reassure himself.
Time: 7:30
"Hello this is Cessna - 4 2 3 5, I'm calling in to see if anyone is landing at BID in the next 20 minutes."
"Cessna - 4 2 3 5 this is EJ100 I am landing at approx 7:50 AM local time."
"Copy that EJ100 I am holding short of runway 1 0. Feel free to land."
"Copy Cessna - 4 2 3 5 starting my descent from 1,500 feet now."
"Copy that EJ100." A few minutes of silence follows that statement until around 7:46 when he calls in again
"Cessna - 4 2 3 5 lining up for runway 1 0 will touchdown in the next 2 minutes."
"Copy." During that period he landed at 7:48 and taxied off, where I was free to line up for takeoff. All that time Twilight was moderately quiet, only asking questions about the aircraft and the conversation that just took place. I answered all to the best of my ability. I think she is thinking about stuff now that she has time.
"Alright Twilight, hold on. We are about to take off." We take off with no problems. A few minutes pass until I level at 10,000 feet and start our journey to Bangor International, the closest airport to Dover-Foxcroft, where Mark lives.
CH. 5 The Captains Subordinate
Author's Note
This chapter theme song is Men in Black
CH. 5 The Captains Subordinate
Time: 5:55
I walk through the aisles of men under my control, making sure that they are taking their job as NORAD operatives seriously, and not playing Solitaire or something. I take another sip of coffee, wishing that we didn't have to wake up at 4 in the morning.
'Why do they even have this ridiculous schedule?' I think, 'We all live in the complex anyway, it's not like we sleep in a motel 45 miles away-'
"Sir!" My thought process was interrupted by someone calling me for something, Private Eric Bethins of Strange Weather Anomalies I think. I walk over to his workstation, leaning over his shoulder to see what's on his screen.
"What is it, Bethins?"
"The report about the unexplained storm over Rhode Island just came in! It says that they detected an aircraft of unknown design and origin that was downed near Block Island last night! It has an alien appearance, almost a little horse with wings. The CIA is asking if we should send some MiB's to go check it out."
"Little horse with wings?!" I say in surprise, "Now that's just ridiculous! But just in case, tell them to send over a couple, we don't know what we're dealing with here. For all we know this is some prelude to an alien invasion. I'm going to call General VanHerck to see what he thinks."
"Yes sir!" He immediately starts dialing the number for the CIA, telling them to send over 2 MiB's to check it out. I meanwhile, was heading towards my office to make a call to Commander in Chief of NORAD General Glen D. VanHerck to tell him the situation.
"You just interrupted a very important thought process I was very hooked on, so this better be good."
"Hello sir, this is Captain of the North Eastern US Sector John Henderson, we just received a report about the unexplained weather anomaly over Rhode Island. They say an aircraft of unknown design and origin was downed near New Shoreham, we already authorized the sending of 2 MiB's to the island to check it out, see if it is Russian or Chinese, I'm sending the report via Email right now." I clicked a few buttons on my computer and sent the full report to him.
"Hmmm... ok this seems to warrant investigation, I don't approve of your decision to send MiB's over to investigate, but send some agents from the CIA and FBI. I'm going to call the President, see if he approves. You are dismissed."
"Sir." I put the phone down and looked at the picture of my kids on my desk. "I hope this is a false alarm," I mutter under my breath, "I would hate to see you two dead." I take another sip of my coffee and start patrolling the aisles again, all the while thinking about my family.
Time: 8:01
"Wow..." I say under my breath, looking at the gigantic metropolis below me, "It's so big, much bigger than Manehattan."
*Snort* "You think this is big? You should see New York. Now that's big."
"What?! How can anything be bigger than this?! This is the biggest city I have ever seen!"
"Boston is only a kinda big city in my opinion, it only has a metro population of 4 million, but I guess living near one of the biggest cities on the planet skewers my perception a bit. Eh whatever." I could only stare in shock at Carl, who was controlling the best piece of technology I have ever seen, like he didn't care, and wonder how big of a city he lives near could be if this was 'kinda' big.
"Can we go there? I want to see how big it is!"
"Sorry, no can do Twi, it would only add more time to our flight, and we would get very low on fuel, so yeah, we can't."
"Awwwwww." I was disappointed that we couldn't see it, but hearing my nickname being said by Carl really gave me a sense of loneliness. I have been so preoccupied with everything that happened recently, with the storm, Carl, all this amazing technology, that I didn't give much thought to my friends. I'm starting to miss them, I hope they know where I am right now. I sit back and think about them while we speed at unbelievable speeds through the air, over an unbelievably big city.
Time: 8:10
I fly into the big room that Celestia said to go to, no idea why, and see a weird metal circle thingy in the middle.
"What is that thing?" I say, while my friends run into the room behind me. "It looks like a giant, metal donut."
"OH oh oh, I know what it is!" Pinke says, "It's a giant interdimensional portal that takes us to different worlds and dimensions via a lot of electricity and magic pumped into it every second it's on to make sure that it doesn't collapse by the massive power output it needs! What, that's what it is, isn't it?" Everypony, including me, was staring at her.
"That... is a fairly accurate description Pinkie, maybe scarily so, considering that you have never seen it before." Celestia says in shock.
"Thanks! I aim to impress!" Pinkie says, oblivious to us still staring at her.
"Anyways, yes, this is an interdimensional portal, capable of transporting us to different dimensions for the interest of science. And Twilight is lost in one. We are going to get her back" We all gasp in surprise, pinkie more so because... well... pinkie. "Now, I understand if you don't want to go through, the risks associated-"
"We're ready, what do we need?" I say.
"Well, preferably lots of water, food, and some supplies to build a shelter. We don't know what's going to happen, so it's better to be prepared."
"Yes ma'am. Come on girls, let's get prepared!" We all rush out of the room, ready to get whatever we need.
*Insert epic training montage here*
We all rush into the portal room, with everything that we need. "We're ready!" we all say at once.
"Good, now, Raven, power it up." Celestia said, and the portal started emitting a strange noise, something between a choir humming and a distant train whistle. "Now, we have no idea where we are going to come out, so be prepared for anything." We all nodded and braced ourselves, getting ready to step into the unknown. We stepped through as one, having no idea what would come next.
Author's Note
Sorry for the long wait everyone, I had a bit of trouble coming up with the name of this chapter. I promise I try better next time! Anyways, here is the next chapter:
CH. 6 The City of Angels
Time: 5:42 AM
We landed on what appears to be the side of a mountain, judging by what looks like a very large city below us, showing that this world is inhabited and either multiplies very fast or are severely technologically advanced compared to us. I look around to see if any of the girls landed near me and are alright. They look OK so I decide to see if we can hear each other. The violent pressure changes associated with moving in between dimensions with varying levels of internal pressure can be quite... violent should I say so myself.
"Is everypony alright? Can you all hear me?"
"Yeah we're fine, I think. Mah heads ringin' a bit," says Applejack, "but otherwise, we're good."
"Ok, good. I think we should go to the top of this mountain to get a good look at where we are." I get noises of agreement from them all and we start the short walk up the mountain. A minute or 2 later we reach the top, and are immediately awed by the sight before us. An absolutely humongous city is below us, with skyscrapers that look like they reach to the clouds. The lights generated by the megalopolis and sign below us block out the stars completely. As I take a look at the sign, it seems to say 'Hollywood', though I could be wrong. It's a whole other planet after all. The natives most likely have a completely different spelling and speaking system we do.
"It's... beautiful." Rarity says, awestruck by the city below. We gawk a few more minutes before voices sound out from behind us.
"Hey Jeff, you see that?"
"Yeah, it looks like a big horse and smaller mini horses. Let's go check it out."
"I think we should go," whispers Rainbow Dash, "They could be unimaginably strong."
"I agree, let's go towards the sign and hide in the bushes, we'll make a plan there." We head down the slope to a big bush a few feet from the giant 'Y'. There we discuss our plans for finding Twilight and somehow hiding in a huge city full of the 'natives' as I've dubbed them.
"Ok, here's what I've come up with," I say, "I have a spell that makes us look exactly like the natives of a foreign country, or planet I should say now, though it only lasts a few hours until it wears off. Though it can be used an infinite amount of times, so we shouldn't be worried about running out. There is a possibility that this world has no magic, but my reserves are big enough to last a few months."
"That seems like a good idea!" Pinkie said."
"Not so loud. You might alert them." Applejack said in a stern tone.
"Oh sorry. I mean,that seems like a good idea!"
"Thank you Pinkie Pie, now I need to see females of this species to activate this spell. Did any of you bring a camera?"
"I did." Fluttershy says, producing a camera from her saddle bags, "How many pictures do you need?"
"One for each of us. Thank you."
"ok."
"Alright, Rainbow Dash, do you think that you can take 7 pictures of the females of this race without being detected?"
"Yes, yes I do." She announced confidently.
"Good, here's the camera." I say as I give her the camera. "Be safe, please."
"Will do princess." Rainbow says, saluting me. She flies off into the night, towards the city below us, while we get settled in to wait for the sunrise, seeing the first traces of morning in the sky above us.
'Oh Twilight,' I think, 'I hope you're safe.'
Time: 8:42 AM
"Gah, what was that?" I say, as a dull but intense pain hit my forehead for a split second.
"What was what? Are you alright?" Carl says, concerned.
"No, I'm fine. It's nothing."
"Hmmmm. Ok, I'm not the expert on your body, you are. What am I to give advice to an alien about their body? I'm not an alien! Well at least, I'm not an alien to me because... well... I'm me... and to me, you're the alien, but I'm also the alien to you and... well... I-ill just stop talking now." We continued flying in silence for a few more hours, only interrupted with me asking questions about the plane and having a short breakfast because we left in a hurry this morning and didn't have enough time to eat. A bit after that, Carl starts descending the plane, telling me that we're nearing the airport that's closest to his friend's farm.
"BGR Airport this is Cessna - 4 2 3 5 request permission to land runway 3 3 speed 6 0 knots heading 5 0.6 0 degrees north 0 6 5.9 9 degrees west copy."
"Copy Cessna - 4 2 3 5 you are clear to land runway 3 3 reduce speed 5 6 knots heading 4 7.7 9 north 4 8.7 3 west copy."
"Copy Cessna - 4 2 3 5 runway 3 3 speed 5 6 knots heading 47.79 north 4 8.7 3 west. Have a good day." I was listening with rapt attention to the whole exchange. I had no idea what they meant with all those numbers and headings and speed and I was wondering what he meant with "runway tree tree" and "fife six" and everything else. But I just told myself that he will tell me what those mean later. For now he was banking left and kept going down until we broke through the clouds and I could see an airport the size of Ponyville coming up in front of us.
"Wow...," I say in a whisper, "That place is as big as Ponyville."
"Hmm? What did you say? Ponyville? What's that? Never heard of it."
"Oh! Right. Well Ponyville is a very important town to me. It's not a big town by any circumstance but it is quite medium. And as I saw the airport was bigger than it then I was rightfully astonished that a single complex by the looks of it, is bigger that the town! 2 times bigger I think!"
"Oh! Nice. Though the airport is not a single complex it is close to that. Anyways, I need you to get back in the bag when we touch down. I don't wanna risk anything. There's a lot more people here than at New Shoreham."
"Ok." I say, as we line up on the runway, take a final pitch downwards, and land.
Time: 10:28
It took a few hours to get all the pictures. We are on a huge mountain after all, and I had collected enough data to generate the pictures of what we will look like. It would be about the same look as the ones in the pictures but different enough to not draw attention. There is a chance we might run into one of the natives who knows the others but we can just explain it was simple coincidence.
"Ok, are you all ready? It will be a little disorienting."
"We're ready." they say in hushed tones.
"Ok, good. Here we go." As my horn flares up, I get a picture of each native persona they will have and give it to the respective pony, including me. As I feel the changes coming to my body, I think of Twilight, and of the pain she might be going through right now.
'We're coming for you Twilight. Just sit tight and we'll be right there.'
Ch. 7 The City of Angels, Part 2
Time: 10:28
It took a few hours for Rainbow Dash to get back with pictures of the natives, but only seconds for us to transform. So as we stepped out of the bush, still adjusting to our new bodies but were familiar enough to barely pass off as one of them, we were immediately spotted by 2 natives in strange getups, a beige shirt, green tie, green pants, and a funny green hat.
"Hey! You're not supposed to be up here at this hour!"
"Sorry," I said, "We got lost, can you help us find the exit?"
"Sorry ma'am, protocol dictates that we are supposed to escort you and your friends to a car, now come with us."
"Oh no," says Rarity, "I don't think we can go, we're supposed to get home by morning, can you, perchance, let us go? We promise we won't do anything like this again." She added a few eye flutters for good measure, hoping that they will buy it.
"C'mon Dave, they seem nice, let's just let them go, just this once."
"No Josh, we might get fired."
"I'll get you McDonalds for a month."
"Alright, follow us, we'll get you home."
"Oh thank you! I wonder if we'll ever repay you." Rarity says.
"No need ma'am, free McDonalds for a month is good enough." So as we get led out of the area, through the gates, where the guards there in another strange set of clothes, this time blue everything and a funny blue hat, and into a "car" as they say, it really is a fascinating machine, four small wheels made of rubber, with a metal outer shell, and fabric inner, (i could only guess what the skeletal structure was made of) and It could get up to 120 miles per hour! Amazing, though they are small, we needed two for all of us, I could only wonder, how was Twilight doing, and where is she?
Time: 10:50
"So, this 'car' works on something called an internal combustion engine, running on something called gas? How does that work?" Twilight asked. She had been going on about this for about 10 minutes now, and I was getting a bit tired of it.
"I already told you, the expanding combustion gases push the piston, which in turn rotates the crankshaft. No, I can't tell you what a crankshaft is, though I have a manual I just remembered, which would've saved me 10 minutes explaining all this. Its in my bag, it should have everything you need." After she got to it, and subsequently started reading it, we pulled into the hanger, I turned off the plane, and put my coat on.
"Alright Twilight, get in the bag, and zip up tight, its gonna get cold."
"Okay, but do you have a flashlight? I wanna keep reading this."
"Yes, it's also in my bag, though keep it at low light, I don't want anyone to get suspicious."
"Okay." After that, she got into the bag, I heard a series of clicks, and looked over to see a very faint light emanating from a very small hole at the top, though thankfully it's small enough that no one will notice. As we walked out the hangar to the sounds of turbine engines and the smell of airplane fuel, I made a beeline to the gates to the outside, where a guy I knew was manning them.
"Oh, hey Carl. Here to see your friend again?"
"Of course Kevin, why else would I come here?"
"Good point. Oh, and you don't have to give me anything, you've been here so many times you can just go right on through."
"Thanks man, you're a lifesaver. This cold is the hurting kind of cold, and you know how much I like that."
"Yeah, yeah. Anyways, see ya! Hope you have fun!" I waved back yes, and continued on my way, while making a call to Mark.
"Hey, you here?"
"Yep, short term parking, you should know what color and type."
"Yeah, yeah, and do you remember what I told you? Do not-"
"Hint that I know who she is, yeah I know."
"Good. Ok, see ya soon."
"See ya." I walked over to the short term parking lot, spotted his forest green Toyota 4Runner, walked up to it, and knocked on the window. He was on his phone, doing who knows what I didn't get to see the screen. He jumped a bit, looked over, smiled, and rolled down the window.
"Hey man, how ya doing?"
"Good, how about you?"
"Good."
"Nice, now can you unlock the door?"
"Oh, yeah, right, sorry. It's unlocked now, come on in."
"Thanks." I get in, put my bag down with Twilight in it, then close the door, and Mark starts to drive us to his farm.
"So, where is she?"
"Oh, she's in my bag. Come on Twilight, it's safe. I told him about you."
"Oh thank Celestia, It was getting cramped in there. Oh, hi! My name is Twilight, though I think you already know that."
"Yeah I do," Mark said, "Anyways, I'm Mark, nice to meet ya." He holds out his hand which twilight takes, and they shake hand/hoof.
"Wow, I mean, I've heard so much about you from Carl, like, being a ruler of a country? How's that? And moving the SUN? Like, how do you move the sun? It's amazing!"
"Oh, It's nothing really, just a lot of boring bureaucratic work. But moving the sun, well, i'm going to say it in the words I explained it to Carl for. So, basically, I grab the sun with my magic, and pull it across the sky."
"Huh, nice. Wish I had the power to control the sun, I would be able to confuse the whole world."
"Heh, yeah. Well, anyways, what about you? What's your job? What's your life like?"
"Oh, it's not really interesting, right now, It's just wake up, make breakfast, go feed the animals, go watch tv for a few hours, feed the animals again, go watch YouTube for a bit, maybe order McDonalds, go feed the animals dinner, eat my dinner, then go to sleep. That's all. I'm just a humble farmer. Though in the summertime its about the same, except with tending to the fields somewhere in between. Nothin' much."
"Hm, ok. But what are these animals like? I think Carl mentioned something about them to you, and how did you contact each other so quickly? I don't think you can send messages instantaneously by magic here, as you have none.
"Oh, it's very simple, just a quick phone call, I won't elaborate on that because it takes a bit too long. And does anyone want music?"
"Yeah sure." I said
"I would like some." Twilight said
"Okay, here we go." He turned on the radio, then went to 94.3, where this song started playing:
"So, as I was saying, the animals are just animals-" And from that, came a long talk about the animals of earth and the animals of Equus, which lasted about half a car ride. I just tuned it out and listened to the music.
Author's Note
Sorry it took so long, I was grounded. Damm parents. Anyways, here's a new chapter, I hope to get you a new one sometime in June. Hope you enjoyed this! Bye! - AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH author
Time: 11:47
Me and Twilight finished the animal conversation around East Corinth, and a minute after that she asked me to change the station, so I changed it to 105.5. I don't know if we ended the conversation on a good or bad note, because she was vehemently against animals not being sapient in the beginning, but changed her mind near the end. But right now, she's jamming out to Johnny B. Goode. I can't blame her, it's a great song. Anyways, Carl was leaning on the window, enamored by the winter landscape. I don't know why he is so fascinated by it, we both live in the same area. Maybe it's because he lives on an island, and the wonders of a winter atmosphere are shattered by the smell of the sea. I can relate, I went to Boston for a family reunion around Christmas and the smell of the sea just ruined the feel of winter I have felt my whole life, growing up inland.
"So, Carl. How did you find her?"
"Hm? Oh, you remember the unexplained storm 2 days ago?"
"Yeah, why?"
"During that storm, in the middle of the night right after I got the car in the garage I think, she crashed into my shed. Thankfully, everything was not that damaged except the lawnmower. And that's it."
"Huh, ok. Sounds reasonable. Anyways, we're here now." I pull into my driveway and turn off the car. Twilight looked disappointed that the song ended, but looked back up with renewed vigor when she saw that we were at my house.
"Go on Twi, the animals are in the barn to the left. I gotta get some things cleared up with Carl first."
"Ok! I'll come to you as soon as I'm done!"
"Alright, come on Carl. I need some clarification."
"Can't we do this inside? You know how much I hate the cold."
"Yeah, sure. let's go inside."
Time: 11:49
Having that conversation with Mark was something. At first I was very against the idea that animals are treated as mindless beasts here. But near the end, I remembered a book on animals I read some years ago, that said that the only reason animals are on an intelligence level on par with ponies is all because of magic, and since 'Earth' as Carl puts it has no magic, that crucial part of our animals evolution was missing, so Humans became the only sapient species on the planet. How only Humans and nothing else became sapient is still a mystery to me, but I can find that out in due time. I have Earth animals to visit. As I open the barn doors, I am greeted by a smell I only know from Applejack's Sweet Apple Acres.
"Hello! How are you all today?"
"..."
"Hello?" A sheep turned its head to me, regarding me with interest. Its eyes were not filled with intelligence, I saw... nothing. Nothing behind those eyes. After it apparently lost interest, it went back to eating the hay on the ground. Mark and Carl were right, these animal were just beasts of burden, used only for plowing fields, making clothes, and *gag* food. After standing in front of the open doors, I started getting a bit cold. I decided to leave the barn, and go into the house. After I closed the doors and walked to the front door of the house, while I was walking, I looked around at the landscape. It was the classic winter wonderland, with snow covering everything and all the trees bare except for the grove of Evergreens to the back and slightly left. I think he cuts those down for profit in the winter months, as I can see multiple stumps around it. Other than that it's just a small field and a forest as far as I can see. When I walk in Carl and Mark seem to be in a very heated conversation.
"I can't just let the government take her! You've read those stories about them!"
"But we can't keep her secret forever! Someone is bound to see her in a car or outside driving by!"
"Well then what are we supposed to do then!?"
"Um," I said, "What are you guys talking about?"
"Uhhhhh, nothing. Nothing at all." Carl said.
"We were debating on what to do with you because we all know Carl or me can't keep you forever."
"goddamn it Mark."
"Well, I could just introduce myself to the public slowly, gaining their trust by doing appearances and rallies."
"Twilight, this isn't like Equestria. Even more, this is the U.S. The first thing people are gonna think when they see an alien on a podium is that you're there to kill them. Trust me, I've watched the movies. Also, It's election year."
"What do you mean 'there to kill them'? And what is an 'election'?"
"Oh god. Well, Mark got the popcorn. We are going to delve into the realm of politics and feature films."
Time: 11:01 PDT (Pacific Daylight Time)
Being the roommate of a US Park Ranger has its perks. You can go hiking anywhere you want, you can go to the rim of Crater Lake in winter, but never have I ever seen him walk in with 6 young girls, except for one that looks like their mom, in this tiny LA apartment. And I mean tiny, there's only one bathroom. At least the views are good.
"Josh? Who are these people? And why are they in our house?"
"Found em' at the sign. Bring them here until they get a ride home. Though they do seem very... Amish." He says while watching them regard the TV with curiosity, and when I turn it on as a test, they all jump in fright, but go back to looking at it in amazement.
"Yeah, they do seem very Amish. But where will they sleep?"
"Oh don't worry about that!," The one that has an apparent very energetic personality says, "We can just sleep on the floor, I'm sure it isn't too hard!"
"Yeah right, a hardwood floor being not hard. Well, we'll roll out some rugs for you, and one can take the couch. And Josh. Let's talk about stuff in my room please?"
*sigh* "Alright Calvin, alright. Let's go."
Author's Note
Well, there you go. A new chapter. It has been, what, 4-5 months? Sorry it took so long. I got some writers block, and summer. A time of relaxation. Anyways, I fixed some spelling errors in the first few chapters. Hope you enjoy this one!
-
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, author
Time: 4:52 PM EDT (Eastern Daylight Time)
As we finished watching the 2nd Independence Day, a thought occurred to me. I should demonstrate guns to Twilight. I know she obviously saw them in the movies, but those aren't always accurate.
"Hey, Twi?"
"Yeah?"
"Wanna see guns?"
"Well, yes, but I already saw them in the movies. Also, I'm amazed that your species has the ability to project such a big thing into such a small, by comparison, thing! And did the alien invasion actually happen?"
"First of all, no, it did not happen. Second of all, guns depicted in movies aren't always accurate."
"Oh. Well then, sure, I can see a demonstration!"
"Ok good. Mark?"
*snort*"Huh? wha? whadda you want?" Mark says sleepily. He fell asleep in the first half of the political part, while me and Twilight were talking about politics. Apparently politics is a very boring thing to him.
"Where do you keep your guns?"
"Oh, in the shed outside, it's unlocked. Now, *yawn* I'm tired, so goodnight."
"Goodnight." Me and Twi spoke at the same time. As we walk out to the shed, I grab some more goldfish, and offer some for Twilight. When she takes some and eats it, her face lights up in joy and immediately asks for more. I tell her no because it's the only box of goldfish Mark has. When we get to the shed, I grab a .22 rifle, for the quiet noise it makes and the minimal recoil.
"So, Carl. How do guns work?"
"Well, basically, you put a bullet in the mag," I take out a bullet for the .22, as well as the mag for it, and put it in the mag," like this. Then you load it with the bullet tip facing the direction of the barrel, the long black thing, chamber the round," I push the mag inside the rifle and chamber the round, "And pull the trigger," when we get to the shooting range Mike has, I aim the gun at the nearest target, "Now, Twilight. Look at that target over there, and measure the time it takes for the loud sound the gun makes and a hole to appear in the target, ok?"
"Ok, I'm ready."
"Good." I flip the safety off, and pull the trigger and hit a perfect bullseye from 50 feet away. Twilight jumps a little at the noise, but that's nothing to be ashamed of. I also jumped a bit the first time. Then a look of shock blooms on her face as she looks from the gun to the target.
"Tha- that was less than a second! Not even the most powerful arrow shooter we have can beat that! How?!"
"It's simple, when you pull the trigger, it releases a pin inside the firing mechanism, striking a cool little piece of engineering called a primer, that sends sparks down into the bullet casing, that houses the gunpowder, and the powder ignites so fast and in such a small area that it creates a mini explosion inside and pushes a very small piece of metal, about the size of my pinkie nail, or smaller, at very high speeds. I assume you know what MACH means?"
"Yes, it's the unit of measurement stating at what speed an object is at relative to the speed of sound, why?
"Well, guns can shoot those tiny metal pieces at MACH 4."
Time: 11:03 AM PDT
"What's going on man?"
"Well, I was just patrolling the Hollywood sign when me and Jeff encountered them. They just stepped out of a bush and asked for a ride, so I promised him McDonalds for a month, and brought them here.
"I know, I know, but why?
"They seemed like nice people."
"...Eh, reasonable. I would do the same thing."
"Ok, so, are we done?"
"Yeah, yeah I guess so. Let's introduce ourselves." When we walked out of my room, we found them in various places in the apartment. The energetic one was inspecting the cooking equipment, marveling at the automatic sink, waving her hand under it repeatedly and getting it soaked every other wave giggling. The quiet one was looking at the pictures of animals we have on the wall that Josh took pictures of while hiking. The one that held herself with importance was rooting through the coat closet, trying them on and then taking them off all the while muttering to herself. The tomboyish one was on the couch, staring at the tv with curiosity. The one that looked like she had been living on a farm her whole life was also on the couch, looking like she's trying to make sense of how it works. And finally, the one that looks like their mother was on the balcony, looking out into the sun with a concerned look on her face, no idea why, its just the sun.
"Soo, uh. Hey everyone," Josh said, they all looked over at him with the motherly one walking into the building, "I'm Josh Henderson, and this is Calvin McKinley. I think we are gonna be housing you for a bit, so 2 of you can take the guest room, while the rest can find comfortable places around the apartment, except for my and Calvin's room. Those are off limits. Guest room is down the hall over there as well as the bathroom. But we are kinda tight on money right now so you better get something to make money soon, ok?" A chorus of "Ok"'s echoed through the living room,
"Before you go, we need your names so we know who you are ok?"
"Alright! My name is Pinkie Pie!" The energetic one said 'huh, weird name, wonder if they're all gonna have weird names.' I thought
"I'm Applejack."
"I'm Rarity."
"I-I'm Fluttershy"
"I'm Rainbow Dash!"
"And I'm Celestia Dawn, nice to meet you." 'Goddamn it brain, you jinxed it!'
"Nice to meet you too," I said," Now, I think I'll go on a small walk now, see ya soon!"
Time: 10:22 AM
'Why did it take an entire day since the storm to send some men over to investigate? God, I fucking hate bureaucracy.' I thought as I knocked on the front door of the house, with agents from the CIA and FBI standing behind me, ready to sweep the house. We shut down the airspace of this place at 8:30 AM so no flights went in or out except for 2 flights, A Piper-PA-32-300 that makes tourist flights daily, and a Cessna 172 flight, under the callsigns EJ100 and Cessna-4235 respectfully. No way to get them out of the air really, I don't have the authority.
"Alright, since no one's answering the door, we are going to break in without damaging anything ! Copy?"
"Copy!"
"Alright, good. I want 5 men on each side, prepared to infiltrate through the windows. MOVE OUT!"
