Making Ends Meet (Or At Least Trying To)

by CaptainButch

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, DJ P0N-3, Human, Main 6, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Octavia
Length: 3472

Two regular humans end up in Equestria, and immediately leave a bad impression. How will they cope with their new lives? Can they gain the trust of the Princesses and Mane-6? And will they be able to defeat the looming evil that awaits them?

Two regular humans end up in Equestria, and immediately leave a bad impression. How will they cope with their new lives? Can they gain the trust of the Princesses and Mane-6? And will they be able to defeat the looming evil that awaits them?
(Tags will be added as they come into play in the story)

This is my first story, and it was a random idea that a friend and I came up with one day. Comments are appreciated!

Published 2013-01-10 04:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-04-18 20:02:52 UTC

Prologue

It's January. I wish it was still December. Why? Simply because it was warmer than October was, and the heat continued to rise every day, up until New Year's Day. Now it's fucking freezing. But this doesn't bother us in the slightest. By "us" I mean my friends and I. Which is pretty much the high school band.

There's Jo, the laid-back, random, fun-loving leader and drum major of our band. Nobody really knows her natural hair color, seeing as she dyes it almost every month. She dyed her hair red and green for the holidays this month. Then there's Trey, our bass guitarist and co-drum major of the band. Everyone knows the stereotype that bassists are chill and laid back. Trey, not so much. If anything he's the exact opposite. He's crazy and random, plus he loves anything to do with Star Wars and Oreos. He will yell in your face in such a way that you can't help but laugh. And neither can he. There's also Bradley, my best friend. He's crazy, creative, and all around awesome. I just realized that almost everyone in the band is crazy, and that's why it's so fun. Oh, and like myself, Bradley's a brony.

Speaking of myself, I'm being forced to see a psychologist. My parents decided that I needed to start seeing a psychologist ever since I told them that I liked My Little Pony:Friendship Is Magic. My parents always thought of me as weird, considering I was always the odd one out, was picked on constantly, and even went along with it, with no resistance.

My psychologist thinks that the root of my "problem" is my "obsession" with My Little Pony:Friendship Is Magic. He suggested that my parents take away anything and everything that would grant me the opportunity to watch the show, and that I record daily video diaries about how I feel without being able to watch the show, and whether or not I feel it's "helping" me get rid of my "problem". What an idiot.

By the way my name's-

"Quentin! Dinner!"

"Ok Mom!"

Well there you go. My name's Quentin. But my last name isn't Dinner, although it would be interesting if it was. Anyway my last name's-

"QUENTIN! DINNER! NOW!"

"Alright, I'm coming!"

Well I guess this marks the end of my first video diary. And since you will be the only one seeing this Scott, with you being my psychologist and all, I'd like to say something to you.

There's nothing wrong with me, and you aren't going to change who I am. So...................yeah....................

Fuck you.
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It's our first day back from Christmas break, and I can't seem to find Bradley. Everyone is off hanging out with the social groups that they fit into, and I can't find Bradley. I searched and asked around, but nobody had a clue. I wanted to give him the present I made him for Christmas, but it seemed I couldn't, as he was nowhere to be found.

"YAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!"

"What the hell?"

I turned around and saw Bradley, running around acting as if he was flying. And it looked pretty cool with the new Rainbow Dash hoodie he got for Christmas. It had the ears, mane, tail, even the cutie mark. It was truly awesome. My gift I made for Bradley didn't even compare. It wasn't even a gift really. I didn't have any money to get a gift, so I made a drawing of Rainbow Dash. I should probably just go throw it away. I was walking to the trash can when I heard a voice behind me.

"Hey Quentin."

I spun around towards the owner of the voice, wondering who it was.

"Oh, uh, hi Bradley."

"What's that?"

He pointed to the paper in my hand that had the drawing I made for him.

"Oh, um, it's something I made for you for Christmas"

Great. Now I have to show him this stupid piece of crap.

"You really went out of your way to make me something for Christmas?"

"Yup. Sure did."

I showed him the drawing of Rainbow Dash I made him, and his face light up as a huge smile spread across it.

"Oh my god! This looks amazing! I love it!"

"Really? You do?"

"Yeah I do."

Bradley put his fist out, and I knew it was for a bro-hoof. I leaned back so I could get a little momentum for this bro-hoof, and Bradley did too. We leaned forward really fast with our fists extended, with Bradley screaming "YAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!" This was the most epic bro-hoof ever, and time seemed to slow as our fists met. A blue aura started emanating from our fists, and gradually grew, enveloping everything. I realized that it was causing everything to stop, even time itself. Pretty soon everything was enshrouded in a sea of blue, and the space to my right seemed to distort, until a hole appeared. It reminded me of a black hole from space. Only instead of sucking everything up, it only took me, leaving my world trapped in time while I was whisked away into another dimension.

Author's Note

Hey everypony! This is my first story, and feedback is greatly appreciated! If you have any suggestions don't be afraid to let me know.

Chapter 1: An Uninvited Guest

The sky was dark, and the air was filled with the sweet aroma of flowers as the wind whistled through the night. It was truly a peaceful feeling that this night held, and Twilight Sparkle enjoyed every bit of it on her way home, as if it was a gift. She was glad she had gotten at least this one gift today. It was her 18th birthday after all.

Twilight remembered this, and her head drooped as the events of today replayed in her memory. It was actually the lack of events that were making her sad. There was no birthday party for her today; she didn't receive any gifts, her parents didn't come down to Ponyville to see her, not even her closest friends took the time to at least say happy birthday. She is especially surprised that Pinkie Pie, the element of laughter and pony whose whole life is all about parties and friends, didn't even remember Twilight's birthday.

Tears slid down Twilight's cheek as she made the final steps to the front door of the quiet library she owns in Ponyville. She wiped them off with the back of her hoof and went inside. Her horn started to glow a gentle lavender and so did the library door as she used her magic to close it. She was blinded by a bright flash of light, and heard multiple voices scream one word she was hoping to hear all day:

"SURPRISE!!!!!

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With great difficulty I finally awoke from some sort of unnatural slumber, and immediately noticed I couldn't move. Not even my eyes. I attempted to move them, but to no avail. My peripheral vision was just enough for me to see that I was nowhere. There was absolutely nothing for as far as I could see. How far that was, I had no clue, seeing as there is no form of depth in this strange void. It did feel like I was going somewhere however, which was strange, considering there was nowhere to go. I simply floated here for a while, not knowing how long it was. This void was certainly different from anything I've ever experienced before, almost as if it's a different dimension.

I soon became bored, and went to pull out my ipod, but still couldn't move. I tried imagining the songs in my head instead, a trick I learned once I found out music was my passion. It is my life, it's what I live for. I listen to it 24/7, wherever I go, and am always coming up with new ideas for songs. Anything that has to do with music, you can be sure I'm there.

After listening to a couple of my imaginary songs I noticed something coming towards me. It was an orange party hat, with a pink and yellow balloon design on it. The string somehow stretched, and scratched my chin as it attached itself to me.

This is getting weirder by the minute.

The white void, or dimension, or whatever it is started to become less of a white, and more of a grey. Eventually I saw a tiny speck in the distance, and it grew closer every minute. Or what I assumed was a minute, I still couldn't tell if time worked right. After what seemed like an hour, the speck was big enough to see that it was exactly like that portal/black hole thing that brought me here.

I reached the portal, and a weird tingling sensation coursed through my body. The darkness that was in the portal just seconds ago transformed into a mix-mash of bright colors. The portal was mere inches away from my face, and I was sucked in.

BANG!!!

My ears rang from some loud explosion, and my eyes took in my new surroundings. I thought I was crazy, because the first thing I saw was Twilight Sparkle, standing 10 feet away from me. So many things were going on in my mind that I completely forgot about moving, which meant my fist was still out in a bro-hoof position. I noticed that I was moving, and for some reason Twilight was getting closer. I realized I was flying through the air, but it was too late. My fist connected with Twilight's horn, knocking her out and causing me to flip forward and face-plant into the ground, knocking me out as well.

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"TWILIGHT!!!"

The mane-6 stared, not wanting to believe what just happened.

"Pinkie! Ah told ya that no good would come from that party cannon of your's, yet ya brought it anyway! Now look at what ya did!"

"That wasn't supposed to happen!"

"But it did Pinkie, an' it's all your fault!"

"No it's not! I didn't do that!"

"Uh, guys-"

"Yes it is! Ah can't believe ya brought that thing, even after ah told ya not to!"

"Yeah Pinkie, I thought you were cool, but here you go bringing that stupid thing, and now you hurt Twilight!"

"Guys-"

"It's not my fault, I swear! That wasn't supposed to happen!"

"Of course it isn't your fault. Nothing ever i-"

"EVERYPONY BE QUIIIIIEEEEEEEETTT!!!!!

The room fell silent from Fluttershy's sudden outburst.

"Thank you. Now we need to figure out what to do about this situation."

"Alright. Rarity, go git a carriage so we can take Twilight an' this ugly varmint to Celestia."

"I think it's kinda cute."

"Ya think everything's cute, Fluttershy. Now go git Twilight an' put her in tha carriage, now that Rarity's back."

Rarity arrived with the carriage, and helped Fluttershy put Twilight inside.

"Rainbow Dash, git saddled up. Me an' you are pullin' this thing to Canterlot. Rarity, git that, that, thing, and put it in the carriage."

"Eww, I'm not touching such an uncouth creature."

"I'll help!"

"No Pinkie! Sit down! You'll just mess things up again!"

Tears started to swell in Pinkie's eyes, and eventually she couldn't hold them back anymore, and she started crying.

"Now now, Pinkie, I'm sure Applejack didn't mean that. She's just a little upset right now, that's all. Now let's go get in the carriage."

Pinkie wiped the tears off her cheek, and a small smile appeared on her face.

"Thanks Fluttershy."

"Fluttershy, git that varmint an' put it in the carriage."

Fluttershy did as she was told, and got into the carriage herself. Applejack and Rainbow Dash got saddled to the carriage, and the night was silent except for the sound of hoofsteps as they rushed to Canterlot to inform Princess Celestia of the events that had just transpired at the library back in Ponyville.

Author's Note

Hey everypony, sorry if the end is weird. It was rushed and I was really tired. This is my first story, so comments are appreciated!

Chapter 2: This Ain't a Dream, It's Equestria

"Guuuuhhh...."

I awoke with my face flattened against the floor, and with great difficulty managed to push myself up. Something about this place didn't seem right. I looked up and took in my surroundings; the concrete floor, the concrete walls, and the bars blocking the only exit.

Great. No clue what happened and I'm already in jail.

My head was pounding, and my memory of last night was fragmented and hazy. It felt exactly like a hangover, but that's not possible. I would never drink alcohol. In fact I hated it, ever since that one time.

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The music was pounding, blaring the newest and very popular dubstep. The floor shook from the pure power of the bass. I took a deep breath and a smile spread across my face as an aroma of sweat, alcohol, and puke filled my nostrils. It was a high school party. I finally decided to go to one, and it was awesome. Everyone was having fun; there were people talking, dancing, breaking things, there were even a couple fights. But the best part of the night was the music.

This "dubstep" as it was called, was more amazing than the rumors I had heard about it. It had very intricate rhythms, yet it tied well with the hypnotic sounds of all the electronic effects that I heard. I think I heard someone say the DJ was called JAK3, but I wasn't too sure. His music was fucking awesome.

But it still didn't stack up against metal.

When my friends told me that this party could be even more enjoyable, I didn't believe them. When they told me how, I immediately refused. I would never do such a thing. Or so I thought. It took forever, but they were eventually able to convince me to try a beer.

It was horrible.

It was bitter, burned as it made it’s way down my throat, and dampened all my senses til they were almost useless. Yet it made me want more. It was hypnotizing; every time I finished one, I needed another. I don’t really remember much after my 6th beer, but I can recall one thing quite distinctly:

The fact that I woke up half naked and my wallet gone. My head felt like it was repeatedly imploding over and over, and that I was gonna puke at any second.

It appeared I was experiencing my first hangover, and it fucking sucked.

I stood up, and something fell off my forehead and slowly drifted to the floor. I bent down to pick it up, but the contents of my stomach churned, until they spilled out onto the table beside me. I looked away from the horrid mess I had caused, almost puking yet again from the smell of it.

I reached down for whatever fell off my head, being cautious this time. I picked up the pale yellow square that was a sticky note, and turned to reveal the words on it.

Quentin,
Last night was amazing. Hope it can happen again sometime.

-Garrison

My memory of Garrison was hazy, but it was there. I could remember that he was the only openly gay guy in school, but what that meant I had no idea, and something was telling me not to think about it. So I never did.

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I finally reached the cell bars, only to discover my inability of grasping them, so I simply leaned on them instead.

"Hello? Anyone here?"

"Heh, sleeping beauty over here's finally awake."

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

"No thanks; no need for you to see us"

"What is this place?"

"The Royal Canterlot jail; Princess's orders. You must have done something serious for the Princess to personally have you locked up."

Knock-knock

There was a rasp at a door just outside my field of vision.

"Who's there?"

"Celestia."

"Celestia wh- oh, oh come, uh come in."

My head hung low; my eyes oblivious to whatever was going on outside my cell.

"Leave us be."

"Yes your highness."

There was a series of footsteps outside my cell, followed by the slam of a door.

"How are you taking to your new body?"

It took me a minute to realize that this question was directed towards me.

"Huh?"

I looked down at my hands, only to discover they weren't hands at all, but were something entirely different. They were bright, white hooves. I looked the rest of my body over, taking in every detail; my white coat, my black and purple spiked mane, my tail of matching colors; I even had a horn. My whole body was that of a unicorn's.

I looked up to see a figure that I would have never thought I would get to see in real life: Princess Celestia.

"Wha-- how? I must be dreaming."

"No child, you most certainly are not dreaming."

"Well, then how did I get here? I don't remember a thing."

"According to my students, you were propelled out of Pinkamena's "Party Cannon," causing you to soar through the air, not much different than a pegasus, and bring harm to my most faithful student, Twilight."

Scenes unraveled in my mind as my memory returned to me.

"I- I'm sorry. Is she ok?"

"Concern for others before yourself; a wonderful trait. And yes, Twilight shall be fine."

"That's good to hear. So, what exactly is going to happen to me?"

"You will find out in time. Meanwhile, we shall be visiting Twilight so that you may make an apology to her."

"Hey, it wasn't my fault she got hurt."

"According to my students, it was."

I let out a sigh of defeat, seeing as there was no way to get around this.

"Fine. Guess there's nothing I can do about it anyway."

The Princess laid a hoof on my shoulder, and there was a bright flash of light. Once the light returned to normal, I could see that we were back in the library in Ponyville. The mane-6 were there, including Twilight, who appeared to be fine. But what did I know about magical ponies from another world? She could be dying for all I know.

"Greetings Twilight. You appear to be healing well."

Never mind.

"Hello Princess."

Upon saying this they all did a little bow.

"Yes Princess, my injury has healed quite nice, thanks to my friends. Who is your guest?"

"Go on, tell them."

Princess Celestia nudged me forward.

"Oh, umm, hi. My name's Quentin and I, well, I was the one who hurt you last night, and I wanted to apologize for that."

"What? The, the, 'thing' that hurt me certainly wasn't a unicorn, or even a pony for that matter. I have no clue what it was actually."

"Well I wasn't one last night. I woke up as one this morning. Umm Princess? Exactly how did I turn into a unicorn?"

"I cast a transformation spell on you, turning you into a pony. The spell turns you into either a unicorn, pegasus, or earth pony based on your personality. I had no control over that. However, it should havegiven youa cutiemark...

"What was that?"

"Oh, uh, nothing."

"Oh."

That was weird

"So what's going to happen to me?"

"You will reside in Ponyville, under the watchful eyes of the ponies before you."

"WHAT!?!?"

"Ya can't let this here varmint roam round in Ponyville, Princess."

"That is why he shall be housed with Twilight, as her assistant, and must do everything she tells him to do. You ponies are the only ones I can trust in a situation such as this."

"Don't worry Princess, you can count on us. You, what was your name?"

"Quentin."

"Ah, yes. Come here."

Oh man, this can't be good

I slowly trudged my way over to Twilight, my head hung low, ready to accept whatever was coming. I was shocked when she hugged me.

"You have no clue who I am, yet you still apologized for hurting me. Thank you."

"Oh you can't be serious darling. This uncouth creature only apologized because he was forced to."

"No, I mean it. I'm truly sorry."

"Apology accepted."

"Yay! A new friend! Let's have a party!"

"No darling, let's not. Remember what happened last time you used that?"

"It's not like it's gonna happen again."

Upon saying this, Pinkie shot her party cannon, and along with the party favors came Bradley, his fist still out in a bro-hoof the same way I had been. He was still screaming "YAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" Upon hearing this, Rainbow Dash turned towards Bradley just in time to see his fist as it came into contact with her head, knocking them both out.

"It's ah conspiracy!"

Not again.