4: New Ponyvillians

Callum, Jack and Rhys were galloping hard towards Ponyville. Applejack saw Evan fly towards Ponyville and pointed them in the direction he had gone.

“I hate this.” Jack said suddenly, “Why does he get to fly and we don‘t?”

“Uh, Jack?” Rhys alerted him. “You do realize that you have wings too?”

Jack skidded to a halt and looked to his sides where a pair of wings flapped out.

“Holy shit! When did…” Jack turned towards the unicorns with a blank expression. “I’ve been a pegasus this whole time, haven’t I?”

The unicorns nodded. “Damn it! Well, how do I use these things?”

“How the hell should we know?” Rhys indicated his wingless body.

“Right, right.” Jack squatted down and flapped his wings. His form began to lift off of the ground. He began to tilt downwards head-first and soon he was flying vertically, not able to see where he was going. “I…I don’t think I’m doing this right.”

“Ya think?” Rhys questioned just before Jack slammed his back into a nearby tree.

Evan was hovering about 50 feet above Ponyville with caution. ‘With caution’ meaning the only parts of his body moving were his wings.

“O-okay.” He told himself, “I’m not gonna f-fall.”

He tilted forward slightly and started to fall. Evan screamed and flapped his six limbs around franticly. Taking one final look down to see the ground rapidly rushing towards him, he gulped and waited for impact…

It never came.

In fact, it felt like he just stopped mid-air. But how? He pried one eye open to see a faint purple glow around his body. He was hovering mere feet above the ground without having to flap his wings.

“…W-wha?” He managed.

He cocked his head to his left to see a purple unicorn mare with a long, dark purple mane and tail. She had a star for a cutie mark and a purple aura around her horn.

“Are you alright?” She spoke with concern written all over her face.

“Uh… Y-yeah, I’ll be fine.” Evan sputtered. He was dropped onto the cobblestone path, the glow around his body disappearing. Turning around, he could see all the

ponies around him point hooves and murmuring things to the ponies standing beside them. If it wasn’t for his burgundy coat, the blush on his face would have shown. I was just saved from falling by a unicorn. And I’m a fucking PEGASUS!

“Shut up!” He ordered. The ponies around him silenced and some even backed away slightly. The purple unicorn took a few steps back and stared at Evan with fear. Then Evan began to trot towards a different section of the town with his head lowered.

Evan was now sitting on a bench about ten feet away from a fountain in the middle of a park. He was leaning his back against the bench and his back legs were hanging over the edge. He thought about what had happened today. Let’s see, he thought, teleported to an alternate universe filled with colourful horses, got touched up by a horse, got humiliated by a horse and now I’m a homeless horse! This is going fucking great so far!

He threw his head back and looked up to the night sky. It was a purple sky with very few stars, so he guessed it had only just reached night time. He occasionally saw a group of ponies walking along, cheering and laughing, as if ready for a party. None really caught his eye but he caught one pony’s eye.

“Hey! I’ve never seen you around here before! And if I’ve never seen you before that means you’re new here! If you weren’t new than I would have already met you because I know everypony around here and you’re somepony I don’t know so I’m here to welcome you!” The pink blur that actually turned out to be a pony was standing on her back legs with her front legs held in the air. She had a dark shade of pink for her messy hair and had three balloons for a cutie mark.

Evan recovered from his shock and replied. “I feel welcome enough, thanks.” He grunted and looked away from her.

“You know, you kinda sit like Lyra.” She spoke in her high pitched voice.

“What?” Evan questioned. He was quickly getting annoyed.

“Lyra is one of my friends! You should meet her and all of my other friends too! OH, we could have a party!”

Evan face showed anger, “Well, I’m not in the mood to party right now, okay?”

“But going to a party will get you in the mood to party. We gotta turn that frown upside-down!” The pink pony rotated her head 180 degrees and beamed.

Evan, looking puzzled and annoyed, simply stated: “No.”

“C’mon!” The mare insisted, “You gotta come otherwise we won’t be able to move the plot along!”

“The… Huh?”

The pink pony grabbed Evan’s right fore-hoof and pulled him towards a new location.

Callum, Jack and Rhys stared at the village in front of them. It was quite welcoming to them, having all of the colours that modern English houses lacked. Rhys looked over to Callum and Jack and saw two grinning faces that could scare small children.

“Now look you two,” Callum and Jack look towards their green friend, “We’re not here to run around, looking for our favourite character. We’re here to find Evan.”

“How are we gonna find him in the middle of the night?” Jack pointed out, “He could be anywhere.”

“We might have to split up.” Rhys indicated a sign pointing back the way they came reading ‘Sweet Apple Acres’. “We’ll meet back at this sign in the morning, around 10 AM. In the meantime, try to find someone… er, somepony’s house to stay in and keep an eye out for Evan.”

“Surely we could just stay in the same house rather than find three individual houses.” Callum said.

“Well, one, we have a better chance of finding Evan if we split up,” Rhys listed, “and two, ponies might feel less comfortable having three uninvited guests stay in their house instead of one.”

“Good points.” Callum agreed.

“So, I guess we split up now. I’ll see you guys in the morning.” Rhys turned to leave but shot a glare back towards his friends, “Don’t screw around.”

“Okay!” Callum and Jack said almost simultaneously.

As soon as Rhys was out of sight, the two relatives gave each other a knowing look and raced down the streets, attempting to find their waifu.