Equine Interlopers

by Some Random Fella

Rating: teen
Tags: Dark, Comedy, Other, Adventure, Violence, Princess Celestia, Alternate Universe, Human, Main 6, Princess Luna, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 5798

A bozo, an agent, a politician, and a cop must work together to return home. By any means necessary.

A seemingly normal day takes a turn for the worse when four individuals cross paths and collectively... Black out, after being attacked.

Now, these fellas find themselves deep inside unknown lands, inhabiting new bodies, and have no idea how, or even if, they can fix everything and return home.

Ain't nothing gonna stop em from trying. And try they will, much to the detriment of... A lot of creatures.

Published 2024-12-20 16:30:00 UTC
Last updated 2024-12-26 10:12:41 UTC

Prologue

Princess Celestia finished raising the sun, and began making her way back towards her quarters to prepare for the day.

Before she did however, a sharp bolt of pain shot through her head, causing her to stumble forward. She stood back upright, the pain in her head quickly fading, being replaced by a strange pull of her magic up north, and just as quickly, the sensations ended.

She held her head with her hoof for a moment, trying to figure out what those sensations could've possibly ment...

Far up in Equestria's north, Starlight glimmer stared at the unconscious forms of four ponies.

She barely paid any mind to the first three, or the bag they had, too distracted by the fact that Princess Celestia herself, was among them.

"Your saying they just appeared? With a flash of light?" She asked, still staring at the ponies.

The citizen that had informed her only nodded, a large smile plastered on his face.

"How peculiar..." Starlight mused as she rested her chin on her hoof.

"Well, get some help, take them inside one of the buildings, and notify me when they wake up" Starlight ordered as she walked back towards her town.

She couldn't help but wonder how these four got into the situation there in at the moment...

Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.

Five hour's ago.

Micheal Owens stepped off the bus with a yawn.

He had woken up early that day, shockingly, in an attempt to go out and find a job.

He didn't need one, since he had no bills to pay, but he did want the extra money.

So here he was, on his way to multiple different possible businesses that could hire him.

Micheal rubbed the drowsiness from his eyes as he went to pull out a folded page of paper with the names and addresses of said businesses.

"Let's see, where am I going first?" He asked, not looking forward to the day.

Apparently, it's much harder to find a job nowadays than it was thirty years ago.

At least, according to his grandmother.

"Doin it for the money..." Micheal reminded himself.

He yawned again as he started to walk down the side walk, passing multiple parked cars along the way, with one of them being a police cruiser.

Micheal payed no mind to the cop, wanting to get the day over with as quickly as possible so he could return home and play on his Switch.

The officer in the car, Connor Beckett, took another sip of his coffee as he watched Michael pass by his car.

Connor raised an eyebrow at the kids holstered revolver, but didn't decide to question him.

Pennsylvania was an open carry state after all.

He just hoped the kid wouldn't do anything stupid with that thing.

The officer took another sip, finishing his coffee.

He placed the now empty cup inside a cup holder, mentally telling himself to throw it away the first chance he had.

He sat in the car for a few more minutes, rhythmically tapping on his steering wheel as he waited for his first call.

As expected, a transmission soon came up on his radio.

'Time to get the day started' He thought to himself as he reached for his radio.

Elsewhere, somewhere in downtown Harrisburg, Flynn Langley stared at himself through a mirror, as he adjusted his tie.

He had been voted in as Pennsylvania's new governor not too long ago, and to say that the job was stressful would be an understatement.

If he knew that government jobs were this hard, he wouldn't have moved up in the industry at all!

He just did it cuz it payed well.

But it doesn't matter, he's governor now, and he would do his best.

At least, he would try not to cause the collapse of the state, or get impeached.

Flynn looked down to his watch.

A few more hours before his speech downtown.

"Better wrap this up" Flynn said out loud as he finished getting ready and headed to his front door.

Outside of Flynn's home, waiting by the state car, currently smoking, was Cruz Thorne, the governors newly assigned personal bodyguard.

"Alright, I'm ready to go" Flynn said as he stepped out of his house.

Cruz nodded, then motioned to the man in the cars driver seat to start it, as he joined Flynn in the back.

The car began making it's way to a different part of downtown, quickly passing by many buildings, catching the attention of the pedestrians walking by.

It wasn't everyday they saw a car like that.

The car also passed by some alleys, and in one of them...

Was a pony.

Very out of place for this city, or.. world, to be frank, as he wasn't like any pony on the planet.

He was a male unicorn, with a red coat, and a black mane and tail.

Currently, he was eying the governors car like a hawk, teleporting to nearby alleys and rooftops in pursuit of it.

He had arrived in this new world days ago, and already had a plan set in stone for the country's leader, but from the looks of it, he didn't have enough time to reach the capital before the spell used to come here expired and he returned to Equestria.

It's fine. This governor would be more than enough to fix his homeland.

All he had to do now, was kidnap the man.

There was a chance he would perish trying, but in the end, it would all be worth it if he could fix everything wrong with Equestria.

"And I will have the last laugh..." The stallion said with a dry chuckle as he teleported to another rooftop, not losing track of the car.

Two hours later

"And that's it, well give you a call in the next few days" The interviewer said as he and Michael both stood up from their seats.

"Alright, thanks" Michael said as the two shook hands, and the former left.

Outside of the building, Micheal ticked off the name of the business he was just at from the paper.

His job search hadn't been that bad, all things considered.

He hasn't given up and returned home yet, so that's good.

Micheal scratched his head as he looked at the next name on the list, It was a place a bit far from here, so he would need to catch the bus again.

At least, he would've, if it weren't for the gathering of people across the street catching his attention.

Micheal looked over, saying "Wonder what's happening over there" as he tried to get a closer look.

A stage of some sorts, the flag, the state flag, people in suits, couple of cops...

"Huh, must be some government event" Michael said as he looked down to the paper on his hands, then back up to the gathering.

...

"Eh, why not" Michael decided as he stuffed the paper back in his pocket and began crossing the street.

He was morbidly curious.

And he was bored! maybe whatever this was would be interesting, or have free stuff, like a hat.

He would like a hat.

After crossing the street, Michael began making his way towards the gathering, but didn't make it very far as he was stopped by an officer.

"Hey kid, you can't go any further in with that" He said, gesturing to Micheal's revolver.

He looked down to his waist, spotting the gun that had been given to him as a gift by his grandfather.

"Oh crap, forgot about that, sorry"

"Don't worry about it, just turn it in with security, and you'll be all good"

Micheal went to do just that, walking over to the security check.

Once they took his gun, he went deeper into whatever this event was.

He was actually kinda digging it, as this was the first time he went to an event like this.

Is this what all the hype is about? Maybe his dad knew what was up when he went to all of those rallies.

"Now, where them hats at?" Micheal said, grinning as he rubbed his hands together, venturing deeper.

Nearby, behind the stage, Flynn mentally prepared himself to deliver his speech, wich would mainly be about his inauguration, now that he was officially governor.

He turned to his bodyguard, saying "You think I'll be any good Cruz? At this whole governor thing I mean"

Cruz shrugged. Flynn sighed.

"The quiet type huh? It's fine. I guess every agent is like that. Must be part of the job" Flynn said as he looked down to his watch.

"It's time, let's get going" He said as he patted Cruz's shoulder and headed towards the stage, his bodyguard following suite.

Flynn stepped up to the stages podium, tapping a few times on the mic.

Cruz stood beside him, prepared for the off chance that there was an attempt on the governors life.

Micheal watched from the crowd, recording a video on his phone he would share with his family and best friend.

And Connor stood with his arms crossed beside his cruiser.

As well as many other people at the event, it was rearing up to be just a regular day with another political speech.

...

"Check it out bruh, I'm at the function, with-" Michael began to say into his phone, before turning to a man standing next to him.

"Who's this guy again?" He asked, gesturing towards the man standing on the podium.

"He's our states new governor" The man answered.

"Oh ok-" Michael thanked with a head nod as he talked into his phone again.

"Our new governor! That's crazy"

Flynn couldn't help but notice the kid, as he was at the forefront of the crowd.

He found the kids antics amusing, as they reminded him of himself when he was younger.

He shook his head, now wasn't the time to get all nostalgic, he had a speech to deliver!

Flynn took a deep breath, and began speaking, quickly losing Michael's attention.

It was expected, he never really payed any attention to politics anyway, and when he did, say, watching a debate on the TV with his dad, Micheal was usually just playing a game on his phone.

But even though he was bored, he would stick it out, and try to pay attention to what this new governor was saying.

Who knows? Maybe this dude was cooking up something special. Or, he would be a piece of shit.

Either way, Michael would be able to say he was here since the beginning.

The governor kept talking, mentioning the economy, housing, the plan for the future, stuff that mostly went over Micheal's head.

'I've got to piss'

On a nearby rooftop, the red coated stallion stood and watched, thinking of a plan on kidnapping the government official.

...

In actuality, he already had a plan.

...

He just, needed to do it.

...

The stallion sighed, there was no point in getting cold hoofs now, he had been shunned by his community, he had cast the spell, and for all he knew, the humans already knew of his existence.

He needed to leave before the spell expired, or before the human government captured him and used his magic to travel to Equestria.

The stallion shook his head, he didn't want a bloody invasion, just a rework of how his country worked.

He walked up to the buildings edge, lighting up his horn with a sleep spell intended for the governor.

Down at the stage, Cruz noticed the glint of light coming from the rooftop.

His eyes shot wide open, as he tackled Flynn to the ground, shouting "Get down!"

Just as a short, bright beam of light shot by where the man's head once was.

In an instant, everyone started to panic, with some people trying to make their way to the opposite direction from where the shot came from.

Others opted to drop onto the ground, with Michael being one of them.

"Oh shit it's the Russians!" He screamed as he started doing an army crawl towards the security check.

The stallion inwardly cursed at himself, but stayed calm as he watched a team of agents and police officers point towards his direction and quickly approach the building he was in.

'If only the royal guard were that determined' He thought to himself as he lit his horn once again, preparing a teleportation spell.

He waited until the moment the armed group busted the door down, weapons drawed.

"GET ON THE FUCKIN- what?" One of the officers said as they all got a good look at what was supposed to be the shooter.

Instead, it was just a red... Unicorn?

The stallion just teleported away, snatching a pair of handcuffs from an officer as he did so.

...

"What type of damn joke is this?!" An agent exclaimed in confusion and rage, as the pony came out of his teleportation down on the ground.

More specifically, right in front of Flynn and Cruz, who were making their way to the state car.

Flynn was confused by the mythical creatures sudden appearance, while Cruz couldn't care less where it came from, only that it didn't look friendly, if that glowing horn meant anything.

He slowly raised his gun up to the unicorn, just in case it attacked them.

'Damm lab experiment must've escaped' Cruz thought to himself, just as the pony shot him with a bright beam of light, wich he dodged.

Now scowling at the red cunt, he began to unload his mag onto him.

The pony was barely able to conjure up a shield, grunting as it already threatened to break due to the onslaught.

He desperately looked around, spotting a, conveniently misplaced metal pole.

Nearby, Michael retrieved his revolver from the security check, sighing with relief, practically kissing the thing.

He heard multiple gunshots behind him, prompting him to turn around, gun at the ready to pop a cap on someone's ass, or die trying.

...

Na, Michael knew he would win. Probably.

He looked forward, expecting a terrorist, or some emo looking kid, but instead saw the governor, an agent, and a unicorn?!

"Dawg, what?" Micheal asked in confusion as he saw the agent get clocked on the head by a floating, glowing pipe.

The kid was dumbfounded, baffled, in absolutely shock as he watched the agent fall to the ground and the unicorn levitate a pair of handcuffs and approached the governor.

He shook his head, snapping out of the confused trance he was in and lifted his revolver at the pony.

'Unicorns, who would've thought' He thought as he pulled the trigger, firing a bullet that hit one of the pony's back legs.

'L bozo'

Micheal went to shoot again, before a sudden shout from behind interrupted him.

"HEY! PUT THE GUN DOWN!!"

He whipped around, spotting the cop from earlier aiming his handgun at him.

"Ah!" Micheal began to shout as he raised his hands up to the air, dropping his gun.

"No! Wait! It ain't me bruh! It's the pony! Teh, the, eh-" he blabbered out, gesturing to the scene behind him.

Connor looked behind the kid, spotting a downed agent, the governor, and a red unicorn.

He stood blank faced for a moment, before Micheal snapped him out of it.

"I know, it's weird as hell, but it's real alright"

Connor decided not to question anything until after everything blew over, and moved towards the ongoing struggle, leaving Micheal with "Stay here"

Micheal, being Micheal, didn't listen. Exclaiming "Hey! Wait up!" As he picked his gun off the ground and followed the officer.

The two men approached, aiming there guns at the pony. Flynn noticed them, kicking the stallion on the side and walked over to them, just as Cruz stood back up.

The pony attempted to stand back up too, but struggled due to his injured leg, in the end failing and falling to his side.

"Look at him, poor bastard knows he's about to be put down" Michael taunted with a fake sympathetic voice.

The three other men turned to the kid.

"What the hell are you doing here? I thought I told you to stay back!" Connor exclaimed.

"I'm not gonna risk getting jumped by more freaky ass unicorns bro, I'm sticking with you guys. Besides, I'm a concerned citizen, I just wanna help out, and maybe get an interview or two"

Flynn chuckled, saying "Well, who am I to turn down your help? The names Flynn, though you may have already known that" He said as he offered his hand to Michael.

He shook his hand earnestly, saying "A pleasure sir, governor sir, I'm Micheal, sir"

Cruz groaned, a civilian shouldn't insert themselves into a situation like this. But, he didn't interject, since Flynn seemed to be fine with it, for some reason.

"We appreciate the help, but for your safety, I advise you step back, we don't really know what we're messing with to begin with" Connor said, hoping to convince the kid not to get involved with this.

"Well from my point of view, I'm seeing a mythical creature who decided to mess with man, and I say, we show it why one doesn't do that" Michael offered, making a finger gun with his free hand, imitating a gunshot to the head.

"No, we can't kill him yet, we need to interrogate him" Flynn said, receiving blank faced stares from the other three.

"Bruh"

Watching the entire commotion, was the pony in question, who was currently bleeding out.

He knew why they were ignoring him, he wasn't a threat. He was pathetic, couldn't even take out a single human, even with his preparation. All the more reason why Equestria needed to be fixed before it was too late.

He was out of time, the crowd was returning, agents and officers would soon close in, he would be captured, and the humans would take his homeland effortlessly.

If he wanted to bring the governor to Equestria, it needed to be now, even though there was a slight chance the spell wouldn't work as intended if there wasn't enough prep time.

The stallion began charging up the spell needed to return and transport the humans with him as he looked up at the four bickering In front of him.

"I don't mean to be rude, Mr governor, but it's a unicorn, I highly doubt it'll speak" Said the police officer as he crossed his arms.

"It can speak, trust me" The Governor said, doubling down on his claim.

"And how exactly do you know?" His bodyguard asked.

"When he attempted to handcuff me, he audibly said, and I quote, Mr governor, your coming with me" Flynn responded.

"Bullshit" The young adult spat out.

"Hand on the bible, honest to god, this animal has intelligence, and this rampage? It was a known action he committed, in an attempt to reach me" The governor said, pointing to himself.

He then pointed to the pony, saying, "And now we need to figure out why"

The three other men all looked at the downed pony, only now spotting it's glowing horn.

"What's it doin?" Micheal asked as Cruz raised his gun once more.

"Everybody get back! It's about to shoot again!" Cruz yelled, prompting both Connor and Micheal to point their own firearms at the stallion.

"This is the part where the animal sees the pearly gates, right?" Micheal asked, doing everything in his power not to blow the pony's brains out.

"No! We can't kill it! Taze it!" Flynn exclaimed, hoping none of the three men would pull the trigger.

Connor nodded, going for his taser.

Micheal tried, like, really tried to listen to the governor. But eventually, he folded to the pressure of the ever glowing horn, and pulled the trigger to his revolver.

The bullet shot through the pony's horn, slicing it clean in half, causing the stallion immeasurable pain, to and lose control of the spell.

The three men turned towards Michael, with annoyed looks on their faces.

"Well he ain't dead, I say that's a win in my-" Micheal began to say, before the spell collapsed, and a small, bright explosion engulfed the stallion, and the four men.

It was only mere moments later when more agents, officers, citizens, and eventual reporters arrived, only to be greeted by a tiny crater.

Author's Note

Will this story be any Good? Probably not. I still did it.

https://youtu.be/dVLDwmUROu8?si=GO31UthV39_WpN_P

Chapter 1

The first of the four men turned pony's to wake up, was Cruz.

Now a unicorn, his new body was comprised of a simple light grey coat, and a dark grey mane and tail.

He stood up with a gasp, immediately trying to locate the governor.

Ignoring the fact that his entire body felt strange, he took a gander at his surroundings, seeing that he was in some wooden room, with three ponies alongside him, the only other thing with them being a large black duffel bag.

Thinking quickly, Cruz went to reach his gun, but instead of feeling the familiar handle on his fingers, he felt... Nothing.

Not even his hands.

Finally looking down at himself, he didn't see his own human body, instead his eyes were met with that of a pony's.

He stayed unmoving for a few moments, trying to remain sane at the sight of this, the only sign that he wasn't a statue being his twitchy eye.

"Oh my god, this isn't real, is it?" A nearby voice spoke up.

Cruz turned left, the direction it came from, seeing another one of the three ponies with him.

This stallion had a white coat, wings, and a blue mane and tail.

He was currently trying to pinch himself, but because he only had hoofs now, he was basically just punching himself in the cheek.

"Hey!" Cruz yelled, making the other pony turn to face him.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"It's.. Connor" The stallion answered, feeling his face with his hoofs, still not believing what he was seeing.

"Does an assassination attempt on the new governor of Pennsylvania ring any bells?" Cruz asked, picking at straws, hoping to christ another human was in the same situation as him.

The other stallion looked surprised for a moment, before calmly responding.

"Yes, actually, I'm part of the Harrisburg PD" Connor responded. In his mind, this conversation would serve as a good distraction to all of this.

Cruz nodded, thinking of what the implications all of this meant.

"By any chance, do you recognize the name Michael?" He asked.

"Do you mean the teen with a revolver?"

"Yes"

"Oh... Who are you again?" Connor asked, wondering how this pony knew about the guy.

"I'm the governors bodyguard, and If we're both here, that must mean the governor and the civilian must be with us too" He said, gesturing to the two other sleeping ponies.

"Well, Wich one is wich?" Connor asked, as he attempted to stand up, immediately falling to the ground due to the unfamiliarity of his new body.

"GAH!"

"The governor would be me" A third voice piped up.

Cruz looked right, seeing a third pony.

This one, was actually the most normal looking one so far, as he didn't have wings, or a horn. And his coat was brown, with a black mane and tail.

"And by the way, we have names, Cruz. I think it'll be fine if we don't refer to each other as our titles for now, given the situation" Flynn said, gesturing to the inside of the cabin, and everyone in it.

"Yeah, making sure we're professional should probably be the last thing on our minds right now, I mean, look at us! We're horses for crying out loud!!" Connor exclaimed as he stood back up on wobbly legs.

"Maybe, but it could help in retaining our sanity, it's familiar to us after all" Cruz suggested.

"We seem to be fine at the moment, I'm surprised we haven't bashed our heads in yet" Flynn said with a laugh.

Cruz shook his head, saying "Then what about the kid? If the three of us are here then he must be too, how will he take this? I'm assuming not lightly"

Both Flynn and Connor looked down in thought. Cruz was right, they may be fine, well, as fine as they could be, but what about Michael?

"There won't be a problem, he's got us, we'll stick together until we can fix our situation and return home" Flynn said with a nod and a tap on the floor with his hoof, before standing up.

"So, let's wake him up, and discuss our next move" He said as he and the others turned to the fourth pony in the room.

...

"But, that's not him, right?" Connor asked, pointing his hoof at Micheal.

"It can't be" Cruz responded with an eye roll, as if he were pointing out the obvious.

"There's only one way to find out" Flynn said as they approached the pony.

This one, was by far the strangest of the four, as it wasn't even a male to begin with. She had a white coat, and a rainbow colored mane and tail, wich flowed from non-existent wind.

Adding to the bizarre, she had both wings, and a horn, and what appeared to be a tattoo of the sun, on her ass. And to top it off, she was noticably larger than the other three stallions.

Flynn gently shook her, hoping not to startle the pony too much.

It didn't work, so Cruz took it upon himself to do the job, by violently shaking the poor girl.

"Wake up!" He exclaimed, ignoring the angry looks he was receiving from the other two.

"Geez, chill man I'm waking up, I'm waking up" Micheal started to say, shaking her hoof at the three.

"I think I'm sick, and my throats probably clogged up cuz it's making my voice sound like I'm a girl so your gonna have to give me a brea-" She finished, finally opening her eyes, seeing the three other ponies Infront of her.

Now, the last thing Michael remembered before passing out was a pony attacking them, and now, there was three?

'Aw hell, I'm captured'

"AHH! No Americano no Americano! Puhh- Mexico! Yo de Mexico!!" She frantically exclaimed, hoping the semi lie would work.

"Calm down, it's me! Flynn Langley, new Pennsylvanian governor?" He said reassuringly, placing his hoof onto what he assumed to be her shoulder.

Micheal blinked a few times, taking deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down.

"R- really?" She asked.

"Yes, we're the men you were with before... Well before whatever that red pony did to us that brought us here" Flynn responded.

"Oh, ohhh, jeezus christ, you guys scared the shit out of me!!" Micheal said angrily, forcefully coughing a few times.

"Why are you pony's anyway? The fuck happened?" She asked, trying not to laugh at the men.

"We're not sure, only that it happened to all of us" Flynn responded.

"Wait, all of us?" Micheal asked as she looked down at herself, seeing her new body.

And promptly passing out.

Thunk!

One hour later...

Micheal cracked open her eyes, spotting the same three ponies from before now rummaging through a duffel bag.

"Goddamit, that wasn't a dream- Shit!" She exclaimed as one of her back legs shot backwards in a kick, leaving a hole in the wall.

The three aforementioned ponies turned to her.

"Yep" Connor said with a sigh.

"Ughhhh, this is bullshit" Michael spat out as she stood up, getting used to her new body much faster than the other three.

Playing horsey with multiple of your lil cousins at every family gathering does that to a man.

'That was awfully quick' Cruz thought to himself as Michael walked up to them.

"Where'd the bag come from?" She asked, pointing at the back with her hoof.

"We're not sure, it was just with us" Flynn responded.

Micheal nodded, asking "Weird, is there anything inside?"

"Strangely, our state flag, a large amount of ammo, a note, and the weapons we had on us before blacking out are the only contents of the bag" Cruz responded.

"And the gist of the note? Apparently it was written by the pony that brought us here in the first place. It says that were here to fix... His home? I guess? Whatever that means. And! That if we possibly want a way to return to our home, it's by doing that" Connor added in.

Micheal had a blank look on her face.

"Fucking what? WHAT?! Dude what is going- I'm actually about to crash out bro" Michael whined out as she began pacing around the room.

She looked to the front door, asking "And do we know where we are?"

Flynn shook his head, saying "Sadly, no. Door is locked, there's no windows in this room, no clock, we don't know anything"

Micheal scowled at the answer.

"Screw it, I'm breaking that bitch down" She said, backing up.

"Wait" Cruz said, interrupting Micheal's epic plan.

"As much as I would love to get the hell out of here, we don't know what could potentially wait for us behind that door. For all we know, more violent sentient equines are outside, waiting for us to break out"

Micheal stared at Cruz, who stared back.

Then Connor, he shrugged.

Then Flynn, who nodded.

Then, back to the door, before she let out a groan.

"Fuck me"

Thirty minutes later

The four ponies were sitting in a circle, discussing... Well...

"You think the guns and ammo are to pop ourselves?" Micheal asked, trying, and failing to maneuver her hoof to hold her revolver.

"Na, we wouldn't have gotten this much if that were the case" Connor responded.

"Well, we are pony's now, maybe they expect us to miss a few times" Micheal said.

"There not for suicide. We're supposed to fix our attackers home, remember?" Flynn piped up.

"And what is that even supposed to mean man?! We don't even know where the fuck we are or what type of problem this place has!!" Micheal exclaimed, exasperatedly waving her front hoofs over infront of herself.

Just then, all four heard movement from outside the room, their heads snapping towards the door, wich was now being unlocked.

"Ah hell naw!" Micheal screamed as all four practically sprinted to the opposite end of the room.

"Connor, next to me. Flynn and Michael? Behind" Cruz ordered.

"Be with us, baby jeezus" Micheal prayed.

The door opened, revealing another pony.

It was a mare, with a dark blue coat, a light blue mane and tail, and a black equal sign cutie mark on her flank.

She had a large, unnatural looking smile plastered on her face, not dropping it even as she said "Oh! Your awake! Good, will you please follow me?"

The four ex humans looked hesitant to follow, but eventually did, seeing as to how this would be the only way to gather more information on their current situation.

They took a step forward, before the mare stopped them, pointing at Michael.

"Starlight glimmer only asked for you. The rest will stay here"

The four stayed unmoving for a moment.

"Yeah fuck that" Micheal said as she returned to the opposite wall.

Cruz squinted his eyes at the mare, already getting tired of the obvious fake smile on her face.

"Who is Starlight glimmer? And why did she specifically ask for Micheal?"

"She's the founder of our town! And as to why she asked for her? Isn't it obvious? She just wants to know what brought Princess Celestia over yonder!" The mare enthusiastically responded.

"I'm sorry, princess who?" Connor asked with a chuckle as he turned towards Michael.

She was not amused.

"Bruh. I'm not even a girl for more than FIVE hours and I'm already getting called princess?! I'm gonna fucking-" She complained as Flynn moved forward, patting her side, motioning her to lower her neck.

"Listen, Michael, I think you may have to go"

"WHAT?! Are you seeing that girl Mr governor?! Micheal whispered, gesturing to the pony at the door.

"She still hasn't dropped that fake ass smile! That's some serial killer shit right there man"

Flynn sighed.

"I know, but you'll have to go meet whoever this, Starlight glimmer is. If we try to protest, they may drop the nice act and become violent" Flynn started to say as he placed a hoof on Michael's shoulder.

"Don't worry, we'll do everything we can to find out if we can escape from this place, as fast as we can" He finished as the two stepped back.

Micheal looked at the mare, then back at Flynn.

"Ghhh- FUCK! Alright, alright I'm going" She said, approaching the mare, as she was led outside of the room.

Once the door closed, Connor turned to Flynn, asking "So, what now?"

Flynn gestured at the duffel bag.

"Now? We have to figure out how to work those weapons"

"This is so stupid bro..." Micheal whispered through gritted teeth.

She was following the blue mare, passing by dozens of ponies with the same smile, and equal sign on their ass.

Even worse, they were at what seemed to be a desert of sort.

'This sure ain't Pennsylvania...' She worriedly thought.

Her worries were only amplified by all the stares and whispers she was getting by everybody.

They kept referring her as Princess, and celestia.

"Hey! I know I'm taller than all of you but that's no reason to ogle!!" Micheal exclaimed as she shook her head.

"Creepy bastards"

The two eventually reached the final house of the village, with the mare opening the door and leading Micheal inside.

"Starlight glimmer? The princess is here" She said, stepping outside, and shutting the door, leaving Micheal alone in the building.

...

'I hate this' She thought to herself as the door to a room in the house opened.

And out walked, another mare.

This one was more colorful, and a unicorn too.

She had a light pink coat, and a purple mane with a cyan highlight, plus the same black equal sign mark Micheal's been seeing on everyone.

'What is up with that?'

"Ah! Princess Celestia! You're awake, good, no-"

"That's not my name" Micheal interrupted.

"W- what?"

"Princess Celestia, not me, don't know why you weirdos keep calling me that, I'm not that cute, chill"

Starlight raised an eyebrow.

'Does the princess has amnesia? Now, that could work...' She thought to herself as small grin adorned her face.

Author's Note

Merry Christmas, bozos. Have a shorter chapter.

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