The inexplicable happening

     Ben woke up in a small hut covered in a soft cloth. He was sitting by a fire. This was actually kinda cozy. For a moment he forgot about what happened before he got here... Wait... How did he get here?

     He hears someone or something come into the room. His stirring causes it to come up by him.

     A soothing voice says: "sleep mr. Human, you need to get your rest."

     He half wants it to be a dream but half wants to find out who said it. He looks up and sees another... Pony. This time it was yellow with a pink mane.

     He sighs "there are more of you?" he mumbles.

     "huh? ... Wait... You can talk?!"

     'oh no' he thinks. He sits up "yeah I can talk."

     Her eyes widen "Really? Wow!" she exclaims in the softest voice possible. "You will make a great pet! I wonder if there are more of you, maybe you could mate."

     This was too much for him, he sits up to a sitting position "look, I'm nobody's pet, and I'll mate when I want to"

     'wait, why am I talking to this thing?' he thinks "where am I?" he says only to get more information.

     "you're in ponyville." she exclaims. "where are you from?"

     "Anchorage... Wait what's ponyville?" he says.

     "a small town outside Canterlot, where's Anchorage?"

     "nevermind" he says. He stands up "do you have a name?"

     "wow he stands on his hind legs too? ... Oh I'm fluttershy" she says.

     "what kind of a name is that?"

     "what do you mean?" she says

     "it kinda fits you actually" he says. He is actually warming up to this pony. She was a hell of a lot nicer than his boss Mr. Jones.

     He notices something though... "flu- fluttershy? Are those... Wings?"

     "they sure are, I'm no good at flying though."

     He isn't suprised though. in a land with talking equines it really didn't take hum offguard.