Chapter 2: Interrogation, Part 6

A little reminder that sentences in italics and parentheses are thoughts.

In addition, I'm kinda on a writing spree, now that I have so much time on my hands. Expect more parts to be posted more often!

{*Omniscient Point of View, Main Character *}

Twilight Sparkle, Applejack, Rarity and Fluttershy all dash out of the Library’s kitchen to investigate the strange sound that rang out mere seconds ago. The raging storm continued to display its destructive power all across Equestria, showing no signs of slowing down. Applejack was the first to take any action. Spotting Griffin sitting on the sofa, she called him out.

“What in tarnation’s happin’ here?” she asked forcefully.

“I-I dunno! I was just sitting here, when suddenly, there’s this huge blue-thing that slams into the window!” Griffin pointed towards what he was talking about.

The four mares look up at Griffin’s gesture and went wide-eyed. They barely could believe what they were seeing! It surprised them beyond any doubt. Plastered across Twilight’s window was a soaked, unmoving…

…Rainbow Dash, who tried to enter the library through her way: by not going through the front door. Her stomach was pressed against the glass like a suction cup, while her limbs looked like they’ve been splattered all over the window.  She stuck out her bright cherry-red tongue very comedically. Seeing this, Applejack started to snicker. The other girls quickly followed. Next thing anyone knew, the colourful quadruple were cracking up at Rainbow Dash’s expense. Poor Griffin was befuddled as to why there were four talking female ponies sprawled across the floor laughing as if someone had just released laughing gas in the room.

“Uh-um-what’s so funny?”

The young mares ignored Griffin’s inquiry and continued to guffaw, unable to get a hold of themselves. Tears of joy ran from their eyes while hooves were smacking the floor in uncontrollable thrill. It took them a few moments before they could calm down. Just as Twilight was about to explain to Griffin what was going on however, she heard an ear-piercing squeaking sound. Everyone in the room turned their heads to see that Rainbow was slowly but surely sliding off the window! She soon fell, landing somewhere below the Library’s window with a loud crash. The sound of trash cans colliding and connecting to the ground could be heard surprisingly over the loud thunderclaps.

The girls began their laughing fit all over again.

Griffin sat annoyed, trying to keep his patience as the ponies got themselves off of the floor and wiped their tears off.

“Now will you please tell me what’s so darn funny?”

“Ha, it’s nothing.” Twilight began while trying to contain her giggles. “That’s just our friend Rainbow Dash trying to enter the Library from the air. She’s a Pegasus, so sometimes she doesn’t want to take the door to enter buildings.”

“Too bad she can’t tell the difference between a closed window and an open one…” Applejack remarked.

For about the third time, the four young mares started to snicker again. Griffin rolled his eyes, barely grasping the situation.

“Ok, Applejack, I’ll need your help getting Rainbow out of the rain. Rarity and Fluttershy, just hang tight while we get her.” Twilight ordered.

All the other ponies acknowledged her instructions. While Twilight and Applejack headed off into the kitchen once again, Fluttershy and Rarity were taking their seats, trying to find a comfy spot to sit.

Griffin leaned forward and put his face into his palm. (I can’t believe what’s going on here.) he silently thought to himself. (That blue-thing was their friend? What was her name? Rainbow Dash? Well, that explains the florescent tail. Also, wasn't that the name of the the Friend that Fluttershy was talking about earlier? Well, whatever. And moreover, what kind of a name is Rainbow Dash? I mean, come on! That's just stupid.)

“Are you alright dear?” Rarity asked, concern showing in her tone. Griffin immediately shot up, placing his hands on his lap.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine. This is just a lot of information to take in, that’s all.”

Both mares in the room looked sympathetic. They looked at each other, trying to find a way to ease the situation.

“So, uh, may I ask, what kind of species are you?” Rarity spoke out.

“I’ma human.” Griffin answered swiftly. “You know, Twilight did invite you to look over her notes…”

“Oh! Yes! Of course! I had forgotten all about that! Now, where did she put that piece of paper?” Rarity looked around until she spotted the parchment lying on the coffee table, right next to Twilight’s quill and ink. She telekinetically picked it up and started to skim its contents.

No one spoke in the room for a few moments. The fire in the fireplace cracked strongly, fueled by the fire spell that Twilight placed on it previously. The rain continued to pelt the windows. Griffin looked back from Rarity to Fluttershy. Fluttershy’s eyes seemed distant, but when she realized that the human was staring at her, she squealed and sank back behind her chair. The boy looked away, understanding her need for respect and personal space, but still shook his head at just how timid Fluttershy was.

Not soon after, a drenched trio of mares walked out of the kitchen. Twilight walked behind Applejack who was carrying an unconscious Rainbow Dash on her back. Now that he got to see her form clearly, Griffin raised his eyebrow to the unique colour configuration that Rainbow seemed to display. Her psychedelic mane was just another thing to add to his list of strange occurrences. With a grunt, Applejack slowly dumped Rainbow off of her back and onto the floor a few feet away from the fireplace.

“Oh my! How did she end up like that?” Rarity queried.

“Ah guess that’s what happens when y’all ram into glass at full flyin’ speed.” Said Applejack, smirking.

“But wouldn’t normal glass shatter with such force?”

“Not if it’s re-enforced with a strength enchantment!” Twilight answered. “You see, I’ve learned from the past few times that Rainbow has ‘entered’ my library, so I decided to enchant my windows with a strength spell so she would stop breaking them and I would stop having to pay for new ones!”

“Good thinking!” Fluttershy whispered.

(I don’t think that any normal human would have survived a  window to the face.) Griffin observed, making a strange face towards the unconscious Pegasus. “Um, are you really just gonna leave her lying there? I mean, shouldn’t you put her in some kind of bed?”

“Nah, she’ll be ok. Ah’ve seen Rainbow take much bigger hits than this one. Besides, she’ll dry faster this way since she’s close to the fireplace.” Applejack proudly responded while sitting down once again on a sofa.

(But doesn’t that make her a fire hazard?) Griffin furrowed his brow.

“So now, where were we?...” Twilight began to trot to her seat. Telekinetically grabbing her writing supplies, she looked down her list of questions. “Aha! Here it is. The next question.”

(Wait. There’s MORE? Gah, I’m starting to get REALLY tired of all these questions!)

“Question seven.” Twilight read aloud. “What is your occupation?”

“Occupation?” Griffin made a confused look. He was not expecting that question to be asked. “I’m still a student in school.”

“Really? What grade? Assuming that your educational system has yearly progression, of course.”

“Grade 8.”

Twilight commenced to scribble down Griffin’s words. In the back of his mind, Griffin was pondering all the similarities between his world and the pony world. The rest of the mares were watching the Q&A session with intrigue.

“Question Eight. Who or what runs the country or place you live in?” Twilight looked up from her paper.

“Hmm. That would be Prime Minister Stephen Harper.”

“Wait. So does that mean that your country’s not run by a monarchy?”

“Yes. Well, no. Technically not. Technically, we’re a constitutional monarchy, but that’s if you go deep into the system. Where I come from, we vote for our leaders.”

“So your home world is a democracy?”

“Yeah.”

“Wow, interesting!” Twilight wrote more notes down. Rarity also found the conversation so, but Applejack and Fluttershy had a bit of trouble following along.

“Question nine. Actually, this is the final question!”

Griffin sighed with relief. (Finally! I’m at the end! Hopefully, I can get some freakin’ answers after this!)

“Can you-“

“Hiya, Twilight!”

So the main character's not American. So sue me.