It's early morning when you start to stir and wake up. Attempting to sit up, you notice a weight on your chest. Looking down, you notice something strange: a small, brightly colored, horse. You do what any sane human would do at this sight. Royally freak the fuck out.
You sit straight up, making the horse thing roll down into your lap. Its eyes jolt open, looks around, and starts freaking out too. It's like a little freak out party in your small room. It's screaming, you're screaming in your head, looking wide eyed at the screaming horse. Then shit gets weird as it starts yelling at you, "W-who are you!? Where am I?!"
Your eyes open as wide as they can without popping out of your head. Then they promptly shut, as you fall back on your bed, out cold. You have a small, dreamless sleep until you feel something strike your face. Opening your eyes again, you see the horse is slapping you. Before it hits you again, you grab its hoof and speak. "Hey! Calm down! What the hell was that for!?" you yelled.
"Well, you passed out... and while I don't know who you are, or where I am, I won’t just let somepony die... You scared me there for a second."
Her reply made you look at her for a few seconds, taken back by her honesty.
"I'm sorry I hit you so hard..." she said, looking at you with big, green eyes that took up a large amount of her face. She looked sullen, and scared.
"It's... It's okay. I'm sorry I scared you like that, I'm just not used to red talking horses appearing in my house, much less in my room, on me while I slept."
"I'm a pony, and I'm actually more of a cerise color.” she said, giving you a /matter of fact/ type of look now before she speaks again, "My names Cheerilee, by the way."
She sticks a hoof out in front of her, you clasp your hand around her hoof, and speak, "Gavin. Gavin Gray."
You smile at her and shake her hoof. After a few seconds of awkward silence she speaks up, "Do... do you know were I am..? I know I'm not in Ponyville anymore..."
You give here a confused look, "Where's this... Ponyville?"
Her eyes widened, "I know it's a small town, but for you to have not heard of it... Am I still in Equestria?"
You shake your head as you answer, "I'm afraid I've never heard of that..."
A worried look appears on her face, as she jumps down from the bed. She started pacing around, like she was thinking. There was a long silence, as you were thinking how this... pony got into your house, and more importantly, what to do with it. You couldn't kick her to the curb, you're not that cruel. She's something new, and most likely would get picked up by the government, taken to some facility, and dissected. But, you only have room for yourself in your small house. You were so lost in thought, that you didn't hear her trying to speak to you, "Mr. Gray? Are you alright?"
You shook your head, clearing your head of the thoughts. You'll bring this up later. "Yeah, sorry I zoned out... Still a little tired."
Turning, you make your way out of bed, thankful that you wear your boxers to sleep. You walk up to your window, and open the blinds to let some light in. That's one thing you like about this place, the view. You can see the university you worked at from here.
You hear her speak up again, "I wonder how my class will fair without me..."
"Your class?" you say, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm the... was the local teacher in the town I mentioned, Ponyville. It's my special talent, teaching that is. My cutie mark represents the young fillies and colts budding up, and blooming."
Letting out a small chuckle you say, "I understood none of what you said after Ponyville."
Glancing at her, you see a shocked look form on her face, "What do you mean by that?"
"Well..." you say "for one, what's a Cutie Mark?"
"A cutie mark is, well, this." She puts a hoof on the tattoo on her ass.
"So, what? It's a tramp stamp?" you say, "Err, no offense."
She rolls her eyes at your remark, “No, it's not a 'Tramp Stamp', whatever that is... it's an image that appears on a young filly or colts flank, it represents their special talent."
"Huh, sounds restrictive." you say, pondering the idea of a magical tattoo appearing on your ass, "Wonder what mine would look like..."
Glancing at the wall clock, you yell,"SHIT. Lost track of time! Fuck, I'm not going to be able to shower!"
Your sudden out burst made Cheerilee jump. "Is something wrong?"
"Yeah, I'm going to be late if I don't hurry! I have to be at work at..."
You glance at Cheerilee, her face down to the ground. She has a sad look on her face. Letting out a sigh you say, "I can call in sick... I have a few days stockpiled up."
She looks up at you, her face now mixed with happiness and confusion, "Why would you do that?"
"Well, I wouldn't feel right leaving a guest unattended, in a strange place. I'd be a terrible host." you said with a smile on your face.
"Mr. Gray, please-"
You cut her off, "I prefer Gavin when I'm not at work."
"Sorry, Gavin, please, if I intrude on your work I can simply leave, if need be." she says.
"And go where? You're unfamiliar with this place, and I don't want to have the thought of you getting picked up and dissected on my mind." you say, speaking your mind, "And though my house may be small, you're more than welcome here until you figure out how to get back."
She stares at your for a second, a dumbfound look on her face, but soon smiles. “I… thanks.”
