They Say That Everything Happens For a Reasonby WorldWalkerChaptersIntroductions.A Great StartTrouble Follows Me AroundI Never Knew That I Lied This MuchMomA Hospital RoomIntroductions.They say that everything happens for a reason. My life, albeit strange, follows this pattern. Every man is born with a destiny, as well as a second path that will only lead to his destruction. As I write this I still do not know which path I have traveled. The path that I traveled is a long windy path with several highlights, so for the sake of time I will start at the most recent point of my life… And the first twist in the path that I followed. /)*(\ My name is Jack Smith. I lived in Texas, worked as a professional cook at a pretty famous restaurant. I grew used to a normal routine; I’d get up, go to work, and go to bed. Rinse and repeat daily. I was always sad or angry, but I’d put on a happy face and act like nothing had gone on. For you see, I was troubled, my past, while not particularly bad, hurt on a daily basis. /)*(\ To start with the pain: I was adopted out the day that I was born. I have no recollection of my biological mother, and very little of my biological father. /)*(\ I had a long history of abuse, whether verbal or literal. My adoptive parents weren't exactly the kindest folk, and the chef that trained me in culinary school was definitely not the nicest fellow on our sweet earth. /)*(\ In one attempt to stop the pain that was held in my past I decided to turn to the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic community, the bronies. Hoping that their commandments of ‘Love and Tolerate’ would at least slowly ebb the pain away. It only alleviated part of the pain, there was much more to be fixed. /)*(\ Then on some nights I started to have dreams, in those dreams I saw my biological parents look at me, then start to slowly walk away, I would run after them, but somehow they would still get away and I just stopped, panting. I would then wake up, sweating as if I had actually been running. Then, one night, something weird happened: /)*(\ Princess Luna came to me in a dream. A Great StartAt first I scoffed at her, acted as if she was not there, but then, just as curiosity killed the cat, curiosity made me ask her: “Just what are you doing here, I am no pony, and you are no ruler of mine Luna.” She responded, rather curtly: “Do not test my patience young one, you have peaked my interest, I am one of the rulers of all pon-“ I cut her off: “I already told you, Princess Luna, I am no pony!” She looked me over again, and quite sarcastically said: “Look down young one, I believe that you will see four hooves” I did, and much to my amazement I saw two dark blue hooves, the same dark blue as the shirt I had worn before I went to sleep. I asked her: “What are you doing here Princess? I understand that I have peaked your interest, but why have I done such?” She looked at me and asked: “Before I answer that I must know your name. Know this, an Alicorn is rare, let alone a male Alicorn.” I looked at her in shock. I had not realized that I could be an atypical type of pony, I just assumed that I was an Earth Pony, nothing special. Then after what seemed like an eternity, but I can only assume was several seconds, I had found a suitable name for my new pony form, and I told her. “World Walker, my name is World Walker, ma’am.” With a sparkle in her eye Luna looked at me and said: “You will find out in due time Mr. Walker. I will see you soon.” /)*(\ I promptly awoke. To check that I was still sane I went to look at my hands and, well, luckily for me, they were still there. /)*(\ I was fully dressed and getting ready to go to work when I heard a slight whirring noise, I turned around, nothing was there. I walked into the kitchen to get my morning coffee and then I heard it again, and suddenly there was a bright light and poof I was knocked out. /)*(\ "Hello, sir?" I tried to mumble a response back, but it just came out as a few grunts. "Sir, are you okay?" "Huh?" "Sir, you are in the Ponyville hospital, you were found knocked out in the center of town." "Alright... WAIT. WHAT? I'M WHERE?" My eyes darted open, and sure enough, the nurse that I had been talking to was a pony. "The Ponyville Hospital, Mister..." Her voice trailed off, basically she was asking my name. I remembered the name that I had given to Luna the night before and used it as my own. "My name is, uh, my name is World Walker." "Well, Mister Walker, you can leave now." "Uh, well... okay." I was still in shock. /)*(\ I wobbled out of bed, doubting my sanity, and slowly made my way into the bathroom, looking for a mirror. I found one, my mane was the same blonde as my hair was-is as a human, it even looked the same as I styled it every morning. My face, while, of course, I looked like a pony, it still managed to look like me. I decided it was time to trot into town and find some recognizable faces. First off is Pinkie Pie, at the ever recognizable Sugarcube Corner. /)*(\ As I left the hotel I asked one of the doctors for directions to Sugarcube Corner. He gave me a map, marked where the motel was and where Sugarcube Corner was, I quickly thanked him, and trotted away. I set off to get to Sugarcube Corner and eventually made my way there. I opened the door only to be greeted by Mr. Carrotcake himself! I told him that I was new in town and wanted to speak with Pinkie Pie. I guess that I truly believed that she could help me find something to do, make some money while I was in Ponyville. Mr. Carrotcake gave me a look of disbelief, yet he called her into the room anyway. As she walked in she took in one look at me at uttered one sentence at me: "HOLY CELESTIA! HOW DID I NOT SEE YOU ARRIVE?" Pinkie darted away before I could say a word. I turned to Mr. Carrotcake, thanked him for the help, handed him a few bits and trotted away. /)*(\ Apparently at some point I had written a list of all of the ponies of Ponyville that I wanted to meet, and in what exact order I wanted to meet them in. Anyway, I turned around to the smell of cotton candy, and suddenly I heard Pinkie Pie’s party cannon go off, and she starting singing her Welcome song. When she was done she looked at me in shock and said: “You don’t have a cutie mark!” How can you not have a cutie mark?” I responded, with a bit of a quiver in my voice: “Well, my, erm, talent, it can’t be shown as a cutie mark…” I almost wonder what forced her to ask this next question but she did, and here it is: “Just what is your cutie talent?” I told her (and against my better judgment I might add): “I can live in two different forms. One is a pony, of course, and the other is, well, a human.” She got real quiet and then smiled really big, and said: “I’ve never been friends with a human before!” Before the conversation continued and I could say anything more that I would regret later I asked her for directions to Twilight’s library, which she gave me. And as I started to trot away she started following me and asking me if I needed anything. Well, I said: “A job.” “Hey! Mr. Walker! I’m sure I could get you a job at Sugarcube Corner, what are you good at baking?” I lied, knowing full well that a cook trained as thoroughly as I was should know how to bake a damn good cake, and said: “Well, Pinkie, I’m more of a sandwich artist.” “Wow! Worldie, we need one of those, we don’t have one!” “Hey Pinkie, if you could do that for me it would be amazing! I need to start making some bits. I really need to start making some bits.” “Sure Worldie! But, uh, where else have you worked?” “Well, uh, Pinkie, nowhere.” “I’m sorry Worldie, but I just can’t believe that. You must have worked somewhere before!” “Not in Eques-“ I ended my sentence short, quickly deciding to say something else. “Nope. Not worked anywhere else.” “Okay Worldie, I’ll try to get you that job, but if I’m going to work on that, I’ll have to leave right away!” “Bye Pinkie. We are almost to Twilight’s Library.” “Yeah, yeah Worldie, I’ll go work on that right now!” “Please do Pinkie. Please do.” About five minutes later a skateboarding little filly crashes into my side. I also hear Apple Bloom exclaim: “Scootaloo! Who did ya’ll run into this time!?” I can’t believe my ears! Scootaloo just ran into me! Scootaloo’s been my favorite member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders since their first episode. Unfortunately, for me, in the fall, her face is buried into my, well, my blank flank. Scootaloo then exclaimed: “Apple Bloom, you said that we would HAVE to get our cutie marks before we grew up!” Before a fight started I stepped in and said: “My special talent is so special that there is no cutie mark to explain it!” Apple Bloom looked up at me with her biggest eyes and said: “But if you don’t have a cutie mark, than we might never get our cutie marks!” Before she started to cry I said: “Well, maybe ya'll can help me find mine!” They all cheered, but before they could drag me along I said: “Just not right now, I need to go talk to Twilight Sparkle, I need to learn a little magic.” They all said, "OK," and galloped away, to have some sort of adventure I'm assuming. To myself I said: “Anyway, onto the nerd pony that literally lives in a library, if she finds out that I'm a human, I might never be able to leave.” I laughed sarcastically to myself before I trotted on. So, I trotted up to the Ponyville Library's front door and knocked four times. Twilight came to the door, and noticing that I'm an Alicorn, she quickly said: “Come in, come in... Your Highness?” I know full well why she would assume that I am royalty. The last two Alicorns that I know of are royalty. Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. Anyway, back to what happened. I told her, with a small laugh: “I am no ruler of ponies, there is not need to call me 'Your Highness.' My name is World Walker and I have come to you, because embarrasingly enough, I know very little magic, and I hear you are the one to talk to about magic.” She blushed, and immediatly called Spike to gather up some books. As I had my first lesson a conversation started, well, Twilight started a conversation. She asked me where I come from, and, against my better judjement, I told her the truth. “I'm from a place far away, a place called Earth, where war rages constantly and humans coexist, barely. Nothing like this place, if anything, this place is quite the opposite.” Twilight responded: “Humans? I think that I have read about them in my books, but only in legends and stories of times long, long ago.” “Like I said Twilight, far, far away.” As the conversation went on for a while, and I answered many a question, while learning magic I might add, I finally asked her: “Could you, by any chance, have Rainbow Dash teach me how to fly?” She looked at me, wondering where I came from I bet, and then said: “I could, but first you must tell me how you came to Ponyville, for I believe all that you have told me is lies.” I repeated everything that I had already said to her, not with a single discrepancy with what I said earlier, and then told her: “... And I do not remember how I came to be in Ponyville, I just- it is just all one big blur.” “That is truly strange Mr. Walker, but I do have a memory spell that might help you with that.” “No Twilight, I would prefer to find out my history on my own, where I come from the only cure for amnesia is a mixture of time and luck.” “Very well sir, also if you need a place to stay, you are always welcome here. Besides, I could teach you much faster if we are in near constant contact.” I coughed once, using the time to recover to think up something witty to say. “Twilight, I know not how long I have in Ponyville, thank you very much for your generosity, and while I will accept, I must ask that you do not, well, that you do not ask me further of where I come from unless I specifically tell you.” “Very well, Mr. Walker. Perhaps soon you will find your history and will tell me.” That felt more like a clause to me staying in Twilight’s library than a simple request, so I agreed that I would and set off to collect what little things I had in the motel room. Strangely enough, I never ran into a single pony on my way to the market, once I had arrived I spent whatever bits I had, uh, arrived with on essentials. Once my short shopping spree was complete, I began to take whatever goodies I had back home. Author's Note Edited, due to much griping by Butt Stallion. Trouble Follows Me AroundOn my way back from town with my saddlebags full of what all I had apparently brought I contemplated on how bad it would be if these ponies discovered that I knew their future, right as I was about to get to the worst possibility, a package fell on my head, already knowing who had dropped it, I looked up. “Well, Derpy, I’m gonna guess that you need to deliver this package.” Derpy looked at me, perplexed. “How do you know my name?” Without even thinking about it, I flew up to her and handed her the package. “Some things I can just guess. Call it magic.” Once again, she looked at me, at least I think she did, maybe with one eye on me and one eye on the package. “Uh, what’s your name sir?” “My fine mailmare, my name is World Walker.” “Ah, Mr. Walker, would you help me deliver this package, I don’t know exactly where it is intended to go.” It seemed to me that Derpy Hooves is a lot more intelligent than the fan base made her out to be. Perhaps she’s just clumsy. I don’t really know, she hasn’t delivered anything to the wrong address yet, or broken anything… except for maybe my skull. /)*(\ Anyway, I read the label on the package, it was to Rarity. No real surprise there, I’ve heard that she tends to outsource things, because buying things from local Ponyville shops is apparently not ‘chic’ enough. I knocked on Rarity’s door four times, just as I had with Twilight’s. She came to the door and gasped. “Just what HAVE you done to your mane!?!? Who does your hair?” “Uh, I do, every morning.” “It’s wonderful darling! So daring and in your face! As if you just don’t care!” “Well, I really don’t ca-“ “Darling come in, I see that you have a package for me, and I must make you a suit to match that hair of yours!” “Uh, thanks I gu-“ “Looking at your color, I think that purple would match best, what do you think darling?” “Well, purple is my favorite color” “Mine too darling!” “Rarity, normally by now you would ask my name.” “I already know your name Mr. Walker.” “Wait, how?” “Mr. Walker, Pinkie was here earlier.” “I now understand. That crazy one was here. Wait, why was she here?” “To ask if you had been here yet.” “Well, Rarity, I really need to get back to Twilight’s, I’ll pick up the suit tomorrow.” “Very well Mr. Walker.” I trotted out of the store, but before I left I noticed Sweetie Belle sitting in a corner looking sad, so I walked over to her and asked her what was wrong, I then realized that I didn’t see her with Scootaloo and Apple Bloom. Perhaps the Cutie Mark Crusaders haven’t gotten together yet, or, a more plausible theory, she was grounded. She told me that Rarity had been mean to her, confirming the grounding theory, so I said: “Family, big sisters included, only want what’s best for you, when I was your age I was a clutz, I had a tendency to break things that I really shouldn’t. At one point I took matters into my own, uh, hooves, and I fixed my posture and decided not to break one more thing. And guess what… I never did.” She looked up at me and said: “Really?” “Yeah Sweetie Belle, I didn’t even have a strong harness of my magic until just a little while ago, don’t feel bad.” “Thank you mister!” “Eh, I can never stand to see a pony in need.” /)*(\ I trotted out the door and back to Twilight’s library. She asked me what took so long, and I told her every single detail. “Wow Walker, that’s crazy, Derpy, Sweetie Belle, and Rarity all in one short walk. It seems like trouble follows you around.” “Well Twilight, it seems like it does.” “Perhaps tomorrow I will be able to check off more of these ponies on my list, and after that onto Canterlot to meet the princesses.” “But, Walker, why do you need to meet the princesses?” “They are on my list. At the end. And, Luna came to me in a dream before I was in Ponyville.” “Well, perhaps I can take you to them, in the interest of learning.” “Perhaps you can Twilight, perhaps you can.” /)*(\ Before I went to bed I started thinking: ‘A brony from Texas becomes a pony in Ponyville. If only my friends could see me now! They’d probably think I’m a liar, or that I’m crazy. Probably that I’m crazy. Anyway, into the sweet, warm, embrace of Morpheus.’ /)*(\ And so I slept, and once again I met Luna, this time it felt, somehow, more personal. As if she knew me better than I could ever have known myself. “Well, what does Twilight call you, Walker? Well, Walker, welcome to Ponyville.” “Luna, why did you bring me here?” “I did nothing, you brought yourself, my sister and I just helped you to arrive.” “Fine then, Luna, why am I here?” “That you will be told once you arrive in Canterlot.” “Why not now? This is a private as it can get.” “There is some information that… That I’d prefer to have my sister around for when I tell you.” “Why, to restrain me?” “Perhaps Walker, perhaps.” /)*(\ Once again I awoke, this time to Twilight Sparkle shoving a clock in my face and asking me how I could sleep in so late. “Twilight, consider it my gift. The gift of sleep.” “Nopony has the gift of sleep. That’s impossible!” “Twilight, I was kidding.” Twilight looked at me for a second, and then huffed and slammed her hoof into her face. “Well, I guess we better go talk to Rainbow Dash about getting you some flying lessons.” Hearing about Rainbow Dash and flying immediately made me think of Top Gun, so I found a cheesy line from the movie somewhere in my memory banks and recited it. “I’ve got the need. The need for speed!” “Uh, Walker, that sounds exactly like something Rainbow Dash would say.” “I had hoped so Twilight, for I get the strangest feeling that we will get along well.” I said that fully knowing Rainbow Dash, she was almost a parallel to somebody I knew back on Earth. Slightly more egotistical perhaps. I Never Knew That I Lied This MuchAs we trotted into town I caught a faint whiff of cotton candy. I shouldn’t have brushed it off as my mind playing tricks on me, because that apparently just doesn’t happen in Ponyville. I trotted along a little further and then smelled it again, but this time stronger. I began to gallop away, to no avail, Pinkie appeared in front of me, and I came to a screeching halt as to not hit her. “Hey Worldie! I got you that job thingy! You can start next week! YAY!” “Thanks Pinkie, but I’m going to see Rainbow Dash.” “YIPPEE! I wanna go see Dashie anyway! I’ll come with!” Knowing there is no point in arguing I simply agreed and continued on my way to the field where I was supposed to meet Rainbow Dash. I did not hear a moment of silence on the way though, much to my chagrin. /)*(\ I made it to the field and looked up to see a lone cloud, I guessed immediately where Rainbow Dash was, she was taking a nap up on that cloud. About a minute later, she proved me right. “So, you need to learn how to fly. What’s your name mister? I don’t just train anypony.” “Rainbow Dash, my name is World Walker, I wanna learn how to fly, and I assumed that a crash course would be best.” "And you just ASSUMED that I would teach you? You ASSUMED? Why should I teach you!?" “Well, a crash course tends to mean learning quickly. I hear you are the fastest, and I wanna learn from the fastest. After all, I do have the need… The need for speed!” She looked at me for a couple of seconds, and then a mile wide smile appeared on her face. “We had better get to work then.” /)*(\ The next several hours of my life were both exhilarating and incredibly difficult. Also, I like oxymorons. /)*(\ After learning how to fly, and almost breaking all of the bones in both of my wings, I was just tired. So, I walked into town and went to the park. /)*(\ Once I had arrived at the park I found a bench, not quite sure how to sit down, I decided to get creative. I pushed up onto my hind legs and slouched back into the chair, pinching a wing on the way. Once I had ‘sat down’ I unfurled my wing to make sure that it was ok, and flapped it once just to check, Then I just let my forelegs dangle beside me, I realized that I must look like Lyra, the way that I was sitting. I don’t know if just thinking of her made her materialize or what, but she appeared. “Sir, just why are you sitting like that?” “Well, uh, mint pony,” I faked not knowing her name so she wouldn’t get mad at me, “it’s just more comfortable.” “My name, sir, is Lyra. And are you making fun of me?” “Well, if I’ve never seen you before how could I possibly make fun of you?” “Well, uh, good point. Sorry, mister… uh?” “World Walker, Lyra, my name is World Walker. Also, is your name in any way connected to the lyre?” She shifted to show me her cutie mark, that was enough explanation for her I guess. “Say, isn’t the lyre a Greek instrument? A human invention?” “Uh, Mr. Walker, humans? They are just legends.” “Lyra, I just don’t believe that you believe that.” “Erm, Mr. Walker, would you like to come over to my place?” “Sure, I wouldn’t mind to meet my new coworker.” “Huh? Mr. Walker, I am a freelancer.” “I’m talking about Bon-Bon, Lyra. I just got a job at Sugarcube Corner.” “Oh, good for you Mr. Walker.” She almost looked disappointed. “Anyway Lyra, onto your place?” /)*(\ So, I was dragged to yet another house, only to enter and have a moment of déjà vu. /)*(\ “Lyra, you room looks lik- Never mind.” Her room looks almost exactly like my old room, back in Texas. “What Mr. Walker?” “I said never mind.” She raised one green eyebrow at me but continued on anyway. After a little while there was a knock at the door and Lyra answered it. In walked Bon-Bob, she looked at me for a second, then Lyra, and then said: “I see that you finally made another friend Lyra.” “Bon-Bon, he believes too!” “Mother of Celestia Lyra! You’ve dragged another pony down this path with you now!” I stepped in. “My lord! You two fight like sisters! Stop! Can I get a word in?” They responded in unison: “NO!” As they continued to argue I remembered that Rarity was making me a suit, so, I snuck away and set off for Rarity’s place. /)*(\ Once I arrived I heard more arguing coming from within, so, I knocked on the door four times. Applejack appeared at the door, and she asked: “And just who are ya’ll?” “Well, ma’am, I’m World Walker.” “Ooh Rarity, this one’s got manners. Ya’ll can have him. Maybe they’ll rub off.” I heard Rarity proclaim: “Oh! Mr. Walker, I have your suit right here! Just come right on in! Applejack, please let this good man in!” I whispered to Applejack: “I’m sorry that you have to endure this, as far as I can tell, Rarity lives in a material world. At least she’s somewhat generous.” She whispered back: “Finally somepony understands, if only there were more ponies like you in this crazy place.” Heh, I almost wanted to tell her that I wasn’t from this world, I didn’t though, I wanted to talk to the princesses first. Anyway, I walked inside and Rarity gave me my suit, I thanked her, and then I took the suit back to Twilight’s library. Then, I checked the list of ponies, the only one left was Doctor Whooves. I had been using the ‘knock four times’ thing to try and draw him out, to see if it had worked I stepped outside. It worked. Doctor Whooves stood in front of me. He simply said: “Why do you knock four times?” “It is the heartbeat of a Time Lord. And it is also what The Master hears within his head.” “How do you know these things?” “I am a World Walker, just as my name says. I have seen Gallifrey, Earth, and now Equestria. And I know that they call you Time Turner here, but your name everywhere else is The Doctor. You have a sonic screwdriver and a TARDIS.” He raised an eyebrow, probably wondering how I know. I’d never tell him that I’m from Earth, and watch Doctor Who, it’s too much fun to see him squirm. After all, rule #1, The Doctor always lies, might as well match it. “I would ask you how you know, but somehow I’m not surprised that a being like you exists.” “Well, Doctor, you shouldn’t be. You did stare down the devil after all, from within an impossible planet as well.” Now this time, he looked at me with a truly perplexed expression. “How do you know about that?” “I’m also a friend of the Ood.” (Man, I never realized that I lied this much!) “Well, you are a very strange pony.” “You’re one to talk there Doctor. Besides, why are you here?” “This place is too perfect, too nonviolent. No civilization is ever like this.” “Perhaps this is the exception.” “I don’t believe that.” “Well, Doctor, I have to leave.” “Wait, what is your name?” “I have already told you Doctor, I am World Walker.” “Walker, we will see each other again, you mustn’t just be here for fun.” “Ah, but I am Doctor. Now, if you excuse me, I need to go to Sweet Apple Acres.” /)*(\ I galloped away. MomFinally having arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, I set out to find Apple Bloom, I had a promise to fulfill. I ran into Applejack. “Uh, Mr. Walker, what are ya’ll doing here?” “I’m looking for Apple Bloom, I made her a promise, and I intend to keep it.” “Erh, alrighty then Mr. Walker. She’s that-away.” Applejack pointed in the direction of a small clearing. I headed over, Apple Bloom was doing something crazy with a flame-thrower. “Hey Apple Bloom, need any help?” “Is that you Mister-Blankflank?” “Yeah Apple Bloom, it is.” “Then, yeah, I could use some help.” “What with?” “Can you hand me that fuel?" I saw several cans of what must have been flame-thrower fuel sitting on the ground, I saw a good excuse to try out my magic on something somewhat heavier. I moved them up to where Apple Bloom wanted them and then flew up and over her line of fire to say hi. She looked at me and asked: “How did ya’ll get over here? I didn’t hear ya trot over.” “Oh, Apple Bloom, I flew up here.” “Wait, you’re not a unicorn?” “Apple Bloom, I’m an Alicorn. I have both a horn and wings.” I flapped my wings once. “I can see that now. Sir, I just realized, I never asked what your name is.” “Apple Bloom, my name is World Walker.” “That name, it sounds, fitting for you Mr. Walker.” “I know Apple Bloom. It was decided when I was found.” “What do you mean, when you were found?” “I was not born in Equestria, but I was found here: in Ponyville, and given my current name.” “I-I’m sorry Mr. Walker.” “Why are you sorry Apple Bloom?” “Mr. Walker, I never knew that you don’t have a family here.” “Don’t worry about me Apple Bloom, I’ve been on my own for a long time. It doesn’t really hurt anymore.” “Hey! Mr. Walker, maybe it would be safer if you, uh, let me try to get this cutie mark." "Gladly Apple Bloom." I flew back to Ponyville as fast as I could, not wanting to be set on fire by a filly that doesn't know how to use the tool that she had in her hooves. /)*(\ Knowing that I would have to go to my work at Sugarcube Corner the next week, I had to get to work on finding my way to Canterlot, to see the princesses. I had business to discuss with them. /)*(\ First off on the list of ideas on how to get to Canterlot was to ask Twilight Sparkle to take me to see Princess Celestia, I knew that the chances of this working were small, but they were the best chances out of all of my ideas. “Hey Twilight, could you take me to Princess Celestia?” “Why would I do that Walker?” “Because you found an Alicorn in Ponyville that wasn’t in Equestria for one day before you met me.” “I guess that’s an excuse.” “Now Twilight, please take me. I need to see the Princesses.” “All right Walker…” /)*(\ So, the next day we were on a train to Canterlot, and I was wearing the suit that Rarity had given me, somewhat surprised that I had actually found a use for it. And just like that, I was taken to meet Princess Celestia. The moment I walked into the castle I was told by a guard that she would be with me in a moment. Due to the fact that I had some time, I used it, inspecting the tapestries, looking at the paintings, that sort of thing. And then she walked into the room, Princess Celestia. She took one look at me and her regal composure instantly broke, she had a look of shock so apparent that even a stone Discord could see it. “How did you get here? We- Sister! I need your assistance!” “Um, Princess Celestia, ma’am, I just arrived here yesterday, can you tell me what is going on?” “I’ll leave that to my sister.” She looked almost angry that I was there, as if I had done something wrong. A couple of minutes later Princess Luna walked in. The look in her eyes was not one of surprise, but one of joy. I almost didn’t want to know why. “You made it here? How?” “Princess Luna, I convinced Twilight Sparkle to take me to Princess Celestia.” “I see that you have the manipulative abilities of your father.” “Wait, how do you know my father? My biological father!?!” “Yes, your biological father Mr. Smith.” “How do you know my human name?!?!?! Actually, how do you know that I am a human?” “Does that dark blue of your coat remind you of anypony else?” “Are you saying that we- no. We can’t be related. I’m just crazy, my brain is creating up this crazy dream, I must be in a coma or something.” “No Mr. Smith, I am your mother.” “WHAAAA?!?! My mother!?! So, I am born of a- a fictional character?!? That’s impossible! I must be dreaming.” “Do not insult me by calling me a fictional character my child!” And that was my first nervous breakdown since I was told that I was adopted. I was basically babbling to myself for the next three days, so Princess Luna gave me a room to stay in until I was better. Once I finally accepted that I was either fully crazy… or this was real, and it would be better either way to just play along I began mapping out a plan to do something I have wanted to do since I first became a Brony… Bring the Mane Six into the human world, as humans. /)*(\ But before I could go back to Lun- my mother I decided that I must test that what she says is true, so, I willed myself into believing that I was just a Unicorn. I could feel the very molecules in my wings fizzle as they left our reality. I walked over to the nearest mirror, and they were gone. Still in front of the mirror, there was a small popping noise, and my wings were back, within the course of five minutes I had figured out how to change what type of pony I am. I attempted to hybridize myself, to make myself half pony, half human, it didn’t work the way I had expected. I made myself into a centaur. I decided the best course of action to escape this ghastly form was to make myself fully human and then revert back to my pony form. /)*(\ I waited until morning and then set out to find Luna, knowing that her nightly duties were done. “Luna, Mother, how did I get here from Earth?” “You willed yourself here. It is part of your power.” “Willed myself here? What else can I do?” “I honestly don’t know, you are the only Halfling that this world has ever known.” “Actually, if I know correctly, there is one or two other. Lyra, because your sister made her a pony, and Discord.” At the mention of Discord’s name Luna’s face looked troubled, as if somehow he was connected to this. “Mother, I must know, am I somehow related to Discord?” “I don’t know. But on the day of your birth, he appeared.” “I understand! Every action has an equal and opposite reaction! When I was born, the universe had to even itself out! I would be too powerful all on my own!” “That – was exactly my theory, how did you know my son?” “Back on Earth that was common knowledge, one of Sir Isaac Newton’s laws of nature.” “Oh.” “Wait, I was born over 1000 years ago!?” “Yes, you are actually the reason that I was sent to the moon by Celestia.” “I-I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry my son, I’d do anything for you.” Holy cheesy line Batman! If I hadn't heard her say that myself even I would say that it was bull. Anyway, our conversation went on for a while until she asked me something… “Would you please attend the Grand Galloping Gala for me? I cannot attend because of my duties.” “The Grand Galloping Gala? Well, sure, I do have the suit. I guess.” I knew that it would be a fun Gala, otherwise I wouldn't have accepted her invitation. A Hospital RoomOn the train ride back to Ponyville, well, it started out like a typical train ride, but it quickly became very... abnormal. It all started when I looked out of the window all of the colors looked a little too bright, because after that I heard the whirring. The same whirring that I had heard a few days ago, before I came to Ponyville. /)*(\ I used my magic to push back, to stay in Equestria, but it was to no avail. Poof. /)*(\ "Hello, Sir?" I was able to respond with a few grunts, but nothing more. "Sir, are you okay?" "Huh?" "Sir, you are in Houston Hospital. You were found on the floor of your kitchen by your Fiance, you have knocked out for several days." "Alright. Wait... I'm in HOUSTON Hospital?" My eyes darted open, there she was, a human nurse. It had been a while since I had seen a human. /)*(\ My girlfriend walked in the room. "Are you okay Jack?" She sounded worried. What could I tell her? That I just had the craziest dream? That I had been a pony for the past few days while I as knocked out? I ad-libbed it. "Yeah Sandra, I'm fine, just a little confused." Did I ever mention my girlfriend? Her name is Sandra Tyler. She works as a waitress in my restaurant. "Jesus Jack, what the hell happened?" "Honestly Sandy, I have no idea." She gave me the look when she knows that I'm lying. "I'm serious Sandy, I have absolutely no idea." "Alright Jack, I believe you." /)*(\ Back to my old, boring routine. My short time in Ponyville had changed me, even if it was all a dream. Which would explain a lot, from someponies not acting like themselves, to me being an all-powerful being. I grew cold, and angry once again. /)*(\ And then one night, as if just to spite me, Luna returned to my dreams. /)*(\ "Walker, we need you!" "Why, should I help a figment of my imagination? A projection?" "JACK! I will not let you talk to me like this!" "YOU DO NOT EXIST, LUNA. MY MIND CREATED YOU, CELESTIA, AND ALL OF THE OTHERS! Now ask me, why should I help projections? If I am supposed to have some sort of epiphany and come help you, you can stop asking now, 'cause babe, that isn't gonna happen." "But Jack, how could you just let us all suffer?" "Like this." /)*(\ I forced myself awake.
Introductions.They say that everything happens for a reason. My life, albeit strange, follows this pattern. Every man is born with a destiny, as well as a second path that will only lead to his destruction. As I write this I still do not know which path I have traveled. The path that I traveled is a long windy path with several highlights, so for the sake of time I will start at the most recent point of my life… And the first twist in the path that I followed. /)*(\ My name is Jack Smith. I lived in Texas, worked as a professional cook at a pretty famous restaurant. I grew used to a normal routine; I’d get up, go to work, and go to bed. Rinse and repeat daily. I was always sad or angry, but I’d put on a happy face and act like nothing had gone on. For you see, I was troubled, my past, while not particularly bad, hurt on a daily basis. /)*(\ To start with the pain: I was adopted out the day that I was born. I have no recollection of my biological mother, and very little of my biological father. /)*(\ I had a long history of abuse, whether verbal or literal. My adoptive parents weren't exactly the kindest folk, and the chef that trained me in culinary school was definitely not the nicest fellow on our sweet earth. /)*(\ In one attempt to stop the pain that was held in my past I decided to turn to the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic community, the bronies. Hoping that their commandments of ‘Love and Tolerate’ would at least slowly ebb the pain away. It only alleviated part of the pain, there was much more to be fixed. /)*(\ Then on some nights I started to have dreams, in those dreams I saw my biological parents look at me, then start to slowly walk away, I would run after them, but somehow they would still get away and I just stopped, panting. I would then wake up, sweating as if I had actually been running. Then, one night, something weird happened: /)*(\ Princess Luna came to me in a dream.
A Great StartAt first I scoffed at her, acted as if she was not there, but then, just as curiosity killed the cat, curiosity made me ask her: “Just what are you doing here, I am no pony, and you are no ruler of mine Luna.” She responded, rather curtly: “Do not test my patience young one, you have peaked my interest, I am one of the rulers of all pon-“ I cut her off: “I already told you, Princess Luna, I am no pony!” She looked me over again, and quite sarcastically said: “Look down young one, I believe that you will see four hooves” I did, and much to my amazement I saw two dark blue hooves, the same dark blue as the shirt I had worn before I went to sleep. I asked her: “What are you doing here Princess? I understand that I have peaked your interest, but why have I done such?” She looked at me and asked: “Before I answer that I must know your name. Know this, an Alicorn is rare, let alone a male Alicorn.” I looked at her in shock. I had not realized that I could be an atypical type of pony, I just assumed that I was an Earth Pony, nothing special. Then after what seemed like an eternity, but I can only assume was several seconds, I had found a suitable name for my new pony form, and I told her. “World Walker, my name is World Walker, ma’am.” With a sparkle in her eye Luna looked at me and said: “You will find out in due time Mr. Walker. I will see you soon.” /)*(\ I promptly awoke. To check that I was still sane I went to look at my hands and, well, luckily for me, they were still there. /)*(\ I was fully dressed and getting ready to go to work when I heard a slight whirring noise, I turned around, nothing was there. I walked into the kitchen to get my morning coffee and then I heard it again, and suddenly there was a bright light and poof I was knocked out. /)*(\ "Hello, sir?" I tried to mumble a response back, but it just came out as a few grunts. "Sir, are you okay?" "Huh?" "Sir, you are in the Ponyville hospital, you were found knocked out in the center of town." "Alright... WAIT. WHAT? I'M WHERE?" My eyes darted open, and sure enough, the nurse that I had been talking to was a pony. "The Ponyville Hospital, Mister..." Her voice trailed off, basically she was asking my name. I remembered the name that I had given to Luna the night before and used it as my own. "My name is, uh, my name is World Walker." "Well, Mister Walker, you can leave now." "Uh, well... okay." I was still in shock. /)*(\ I wobbled out of bed, doubting my sanity, and slowly made my way into the bathroom, looking for a mirror. I found one, my mane was the same blonde as my hair was-is as a human, it even looked the same as I styled it every morning. My face, while, of course, I looked like a pony, it still managed to look like me. I decided it was time to trot into town and find some recognizable faces. First off is Pinkie Pie, at the ever recognizable Sugarcube Corner. /)*(\ As I left the hotel I asked one of the doctors for directions to Sugarcube Corner. He gave me a map, marked where the motel was and where Sugarcube Corner was, I quickly thanked him, and trotted away. I set off to get to Sugarcube Corner and eventually made my way there. I opened the door only to be greeted by Mr. Carrotcake himself! I told him that I was new in town and wanted to speak with Pinkie Pie. I guess that I truly believed that she could help me find something to do, make some money while I was in Ponyville. Mr. Carrotcake gave me a look of disbelief, yet he called her into the room anyway. As she walked in she took in one look at me at uttered one sentence at me: "HOLY CELESTIA! HOW DID I NOT SEE YOU ARRIVE?" Pinkie darted away before I could say a word. I turned to Mr. Carrotcake, thanked him for the help, handed him a few bits and trotted away. /)*(\ Apparently at some point I had written a list of all of the ponies of Ponyville that I wanted to meet, and in what exact order I wanted to meet them in. Anyway, I turned around to the smell of cotton candy, and suddenly I heard Pinkie Pie’s party cannon go off, and she starting singing her Welcome song. When she was done she looked at me in shock and said: “You don’t have a cutie mark!” How can you not have a cutie mark?” I responded, with a bit of a quiver in my voice: “Well, my, erm, talent, it can’t be shown as a cutie mark…” I almost wonder what forced her to ask this next question but she did, and here it is: “Just what is your cutie talent?” I told her (and against my better judgment I might add): “I can live in two different forms. One is a pony, of course, and the other is, well, a human.” She got real quiet and then smiled really big, and said: “I’ve never been friends with a human before!” Before the conversation continued and I could say anything more that I would regret later I asked her for directions to Twilight’s library, which she gave me. And as I started to trot away she started following me and asking me if I needed anything. Well, I said: “A job.” “Hey! Mr. Walker! I’m sure I could get you a job at Sugarcube Corner, what are you good at baking?” I lied, knowing full well that a cook trained as thoroughly as I was should know how to bake a damn good cake, and said: “Well, Pinkie, I’m more of a sandwich artist.” “Wow! Worldie, we need one of those, we don’t have one!” “Hey Pinkie, if you could do that for me it would be amazing! I need to start making some bits. I really need to start making some bits.” “Sure Worldie! But, uh, where else have you worked?” “Well, uh, Pinkie, nowhere.” “I’m sorry Worldie, but I just can’t believe that. You must have worked somewhere before!” “Not in Eques-“ I ended my sentence short, quickly deciding to say something else. “Nope. Not worked anywhere else.” “Okay Worldie, I’ll try to get you that job, but if I’m going to work on that, I’ll have to leave right away!” “Bye Pinkie. We are almost to Twilight’s Library.” “Yeah, yeah Worldie, I’ll go work on that right now!” “Please do Pinkie. Please do.” About five minutes later a skateboarding little filly crashes into my side. I also hear Apple Bloom exclaim: “Scootaloo! Who did ya’ll run into this time!?” I can’t believe my ears! Scootaloo just ran into me! Scootaloo’s been my favorite member of the Cutie Mark Crusaders since their first episode. Unfortunately, for me, in the fall, her face is buried into my, well, my blank flank. Scootaloo then exclaimed: “Apple Bloom, you said that we would HAVE to get our cutie marks before we grew up!” Before a fight started I stepped in and said: “My special talent is so special that there is no cutie mark to explain it!” Apple Bloom looked up at me with her biggest eyes and said: “But if you don’t have a cutie mark, than we might never get our cutie marks!” Before she started to cry I said: “Well, maybe ya'll can help me find mine!” They all cheered, but before they could drag me along I said: “Just not right now, I need to go talk to Twilight Sparkle, I need to learn a little magic.” They all said, "OK," and galloped away, to have some sort of adventure I'm assuming. To myself I said: “Anyway, onto the nerd pony that literally lives in a library, if she finds out that I'm a human, I might never be able to leave.” I laughed sarcastically to myself before I trotted on. So, I trotted up to the Ponyville Library's front door and knocked four times. Twilight came to the door, and noticing that I'm an Alicorn, she quickly said: “Come in, come in... Your Highness?” I know full well why she would assume that I am royalty. The last two Alicorns that I know of are royalty. Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. Anyway, back to what happened. I told her, with a small laugh: “I am no ruler of ponies, there is not need to call me 'Your Highness.' My name is World Walker and I have come to you, because embarrasingly enough, I know very little magic, and I hear you are the one to talk to about magic.” She blushed, and immediatly called Spike to gather up some books. As I had my first lesson a conversation started, well, Twilight started a conversation. She asked me where I come from, and, against my better judjement, I told her the truth. “I'm from a place far away, a place called Earth, where war rages constantly and humans coexist, barely. Nothing like this place, if anything, this place is quite the opposite.” Twilight responded: “Humans? I think that I have read about them in my books, but only in legends and stories of times long, long ago.” “Like I said Twilight, far, far away.” As the conversation went on for a while, and I answered many a question, while learning magic I might add, I finally asked her: “Could you, by any chance, have Rainbow Dash teach me how to fly?” She looked at me, wondering where I came from I bet, and then said: “I could, but first you must tell me how you came to Ponyville, for I believe all that you have told me is lies.” I repeated everything that I had already said to her, not with a single discrepancy with what I said earlier, and then told her: “... And I do not remember how I came to be in Ponyville, I just- it is just all one big blur.” “That is truly strange Mr. Walker, but I do have a memory spell that might help you with that.” “No Twilight, I would prefer to find out my history on my own, where I come from the only cure for amnesia is a mixture of time and luck.” “Very well sir, also if you need a place to stay, you are always welcome here. Besides, I could teach you much faster if we are in near constant contact.” I coughed once, using the time to recover to think up something witty to say. “Twilight, I know not how long I have in Ponyville, thank you very much for your generosity, and while I will accept, I must ask that you do not, well, that you do not ask me further of where I come from unless I specifically tell you.” “Very well, Mr. Walker. Perhaps soon you will find your history and will tell me.” That felt more like a clause to me staying in Twilight’s library than a simple request, so I agreed that I would and set off to collect what little things I had in the motel room. Strangely enough, I never ran into a single pony on my way to the market, once I had arrived I spent whatever bits I had, uh, arrived with on essentials. Once my short shopping spree was complete, I began to take whatever goodies I had back home. Author's Note Edited, due to much griping by Butt Stallion.
Trouble Follows Me AroundOn my way back from town with my saddlebags full of what all I had apparently brought I contemplated on how bad it would be if these ponies discovered that I knew their future, right as I was about to get to the worst possibility, a package fell on my head, already knowing who had dropped it, I looked up. “Well, Derpy, I’m gonna guess that you need to deliver this package.” Derpy looked at me, perplexed. “How do you know my name?” Without even thinking about it, I flew up to her and handed her the package. “Some things I can just guess. Call it magic.” Once again, she looked at me, at least I think she did, maybe with one eye on me and one eye on the package. “Uh, what’s your name sir?” “My fine mailmare, my name is World Walker.” “Ah, Mr. Walker, would you help me deliver this package, I don’t know exactly where it is intended to go.” It seemed to me that Derpy Hooves is a lot more intelligent than the fan base made her out to be. Perhaps she’s just clumsy. I don’t really know, she hasn’t delivered anything to the wrong address yet, or broken anything… except for maybe my skull. /)*(\ Anyway, I read the label on the package, it was to Rarity. No real surprise there, I’ve heard that she tends to outsource things, because buying things from local Ponyville shops is apparently not ‘chic’ enough. I knocked on Rarity’s door four times, just as I had with Twilight’s. She came to the door and gasped. “Just what HAVE you done to your mane!?!? Who does your hair?” “Uh, I do, every morning.” “It’s wonderful darling! So daring and in your face! As if you just don’t care!” “Well, I really don’t ca-“ “Darling come in, I see that you have a package for me, and I must make you a suit to match that hair of yours!” “Uh, thanks I gu-“ “Looking at your color, I think that purple would match best, what do you think darling?” “Well, purple is my favorite color” “Mine too darling!” “Rarity, normally by now you would ask my name.” “I already know your name Mr. Walker.” “Wait, how?” “Mr. Walker, Pinkie was here earlier.” “I now understand. That crazy one was here. Wait, why was she here?” “To ask if you had been here yet.” “Well, Rarity, I really need to get back to Twilight’s, I’ll pick up the suit tomorrow.” “Very well Mr. Walker.” I trotted out of the store, but before I left I noticed Sweetie Belle sitting in a corner looking sad, so I walked over to her and asked her what was wrong, I then realized that I didn’t see her with Scootaloo and Apple Bloom. Perhaps the Cutie Mark Crusaders haven’t gotten together yet, or, a more plausible theory, she was grounded. She told me that Rarity had been mean to her, confirming the grounding theory, so I said: “Family, big sisters included, only want what’s best for you, when I was your age I was a clutz, I had a tendency to break things that I really shouldn’t. At one point I took matters into my own, uh, hooves, and I fixed my posture and decided not to break one more thing. And guess what… I never did.” She looked up at me and said: “Really?” “Yeah Sweetie Belle, I didn’t even have a strong harness of my magic until just a little while ago, don’t feel bad.” “Thank you mister!” “Eh, I can never stand to see a pony in need.” /)*(\ I trotted out the door and back to Twilight’s library. She asked me what took so long, and I told her every single detail. “Wow Walker, that’s crazy, Derpy, Sweetie Belle, and Rarity all in one short walk. It seems like trouble follows you around.” “Well Twilight, it seems like it does.” “Perhaps tomorrow I will be able to check off more of these ponies on my list, and after that onto Canterlot to meet the princesses.” “But, Walker, why do you need to meet the princesses?” “They are on my list. At the end. And, Luna came to me in a dream before I was in Ponyville.” “Well, perhaps I can take you to them, in the interest of learning.” “Perhaps you can Twilight, perhaps you can.” /)*(\ Before I went to bed I started thinking: ‘A brony from Texas becomes a pony in Ponyville. If only my friends could see me now! They’d probably think I’m a liar, or that I’m crazy. Probably that I’m crazy. Anyway, into the sweet, warm, embrace of Morpheus.’ /)*(\ And so I slept, and once again I met Luna, this time it felt, somehow, more personal. As if she knew me better than I could ever have known myself. “Well, what does Twilight call you, Walker? Well, Walker, welcome to Ponyville.” “Luna, why did you bring me here?” “I did nothing, you brought yourself, my sister and I just helped you to arrive.” “Fine then, Luna, why am I here?” “That you will be told once you arrive in Canterlot.” “Why not now? This is a private as it can get.” “There is some information that… That I’d prefer to have my sister around for when I tell you.” “Why, to restrain me?” “Perhaps Walker, perhaps.” /)*(\ Once again I awoke, this time to Twilight Sparkle shoving a clock in my face and asking me how I could sleep in so late. “Twilight, consider it my gift. The gift of sleep.” “Nopony has the gift of sleep. That’s impossible!” “Twilight, I was kidding.” Twilight looked at me for a second, and then huffed and slammed her hoof into her face. “Well, I guess we better go talk to Rainbow Dash about getting you some flying lessons.” Hearing about Rainbow Dash and flying immediately made me think of Top Gun, so I found a cheesy line from the movie somewhere in my memory banks and recited it. “I’ve got the need. The need for speed!” “Uh, Walker, that sounds exactly like something Rainbow Dash would say.” “I had hoped so Twilight, for I get the strangest feeling that we will get along well.” I said that fully knowing Rainbow Dash, she was almost a parallel to somebody I knew back on Earth. Slightly more egotistical perhaps.
I Never Knew That I Lied This MuchAs we trotted into town I caught a faint whiff of cotton candy. I shouldn’t have brushed it off as my mind playing tricks on me, because that apparently just doesn’t happen in Ponyville. I trotted along a little further and then smelled it again, but this time stronger. I began to gallop away, to no avail, Pinkie appeared in front of me, and I came to a screeching halt as to not hit her. “Hey Worldie! I got you that job thingy! You can start next week! YAY!” “Thanks Pinkie, but I’m going to see Rainbow Dash.” “YIPPEE! I wanna go see Dashie anyway! I’ll come with!” Knowing there is no point in arguing I simply agreed and continued on my way to the field where I was supposed to meet Rainbow Dash. I did not hear a moment of silence on the way though, much to my chagrin. /)*(\ I made it to the field and looked up to see a lone cloud, I guessed immediately where Rainbow Dash was, she was taking a nap up on that cloud. About a minute later, she proved me right. “So, you need to learn how to fly. What’s your name mister? I don’t just train anypony.” “Rainbow Dash, my name is World Walker, I wanna learn how to fly, and I assumed that a crash course would be best.” "And you just ASSUMED that I would teach you? You ASSUMED? Why should I teach you!?" “Well, a crash course tends to mean learning quickly. I hear you are the fastest, and I wanna learn from the fastest. After all, I do have the need… The need for speed!” She looked at me for a couple of seconds, and then a mile wide smile appeared on her face. “We had better get to work then.” /)*(\ The next several hours of my life were both exhilarating and incredibly difficult. Also, I like oxymorons. /)*(\ After learning how to fly, and almost breaking all of the bones in both of my wings, I was just tired. So, I walked into town and went to the park. /)*(\ Once I had arrived at the park I found a bench, not quite sure how to sit down, I decided to get creative. I pushed up onto my hind legs and slouched back into the chair, pinching a wing on the way. Once I had ‘sat down’ I unfurled my wing to make sure that it was ok, and flapped it once just to check, Then I just let my forelegs dangle beside me, I realized that I must look like Lyra, the way that I was sitting. I don’t know if just thinking of her made her materialize or what, but she appeared. “Sir, just why are you sitting like that?” “Well, uh, mint pony,” I faked not knowing her name so she wouldn’t get mad at me, “it’s just more comfortable.” “My name, sir, is Lyra. And are you making fun of me?” “Well, if I’ve never seen you before how could I possibly make fun of you?” “Well, uh, good point. Sorry, mister… uh?” “World Walker, Lyra, my name is World Walker. Also, is your name in any way connected to the lyre?” She shifted to show me her cutie mark, that was enough explanation for her I guess. “Say, isn’t the lyre a Greek instrument? A human invention?” “Uh, Mr. Walker, humans? They are just legends.” “Lyra, I just don’t believe that you believe that.” “Erm, Mr. Walker, would you like to come over to my place?” “Sure, I wouldn’t mind to meet my new coworker.” “Huh? Mr. Walker, I am a freelancer.” “I’m talking about Bon-Bon, Lyra. I just got a job at Sugarcube Corner.” “Oh, good for you Mr. Walker.” She almost looked disappointed. “Anyway Lyra, onto your place?” /)*(\ So, I was dragged to yet another house, only to enter and have a moment of déjà vu. /)*(\ “Lyra, you room looks lik- Never mind.” Her room looks almost exactly like my old room, back in Texas. “What Mr. Walker?” “I said never mind.” She raised one green eyebrow at me but continued on anyway. After a little while there was a knock at the door and Lyra answered it. In walked Bon-Bob, she looked at me for a second, then Lyra, and then said: “I see that you finally made another friend Lyra.” “Bon-Bon, he believes too!” “Mother of Celestia Lyra! You’ve dragged another pony down this path with you now!” I stepped in. “My lord! You two fight like sisters! Stop! Can I get a word in?” They responded in unison: “NO!” As they continued to argue I remembered that Rarity was making me a suit, so, I snuck away and set off for Rarity’s place. /)*(\ Once I arrived I heard more arguing coming from within, so, I knocked on the door four times. Applejack appeared at the door, and she asked: “And just who are ya’ll?” “Well, ma’am, I’m World Walker.” “Ooh Rarity, this one’s got manners. Ya’ll can have him. Maybe they’ll rub off.” I heard Rarity proclaim: “Oh! Mr. Walker, I have your suit right here! Just come right on in! Applejack, please let this good man in!” I whispered to Applejack: “I’m sorry that you have to endure this, as far as I can tell, Rarity lives in a material world. At least she’s somewhat generous.” She whispered back: “Finally somepony understands, if only there were more ponies like you in this crazy place.” Heh, I almost wanted to tell her that I wasn’t from this world, I didn’t though, I wanted to talk to the princesses first. Anyway, I walked inside and Rarity gave me my suit, I thanked her, and then I took the suit back to Twilight’s library. Then, I checked the list of ponies, the only one left was Doctor Whooves. I had been using the ‘knock four times’ thing to try and draw him out, to see if it had worked I stepped outside. It worked. Doctor Whooves stood in front of me. He simply said: “Why do you knock four times?” “It is the heartbeat of a Time Lord. And it is also what The Master hears within his head.” “How do you know these things?” “I am a World Walker, just as my name says. I have seen Gallifrey, Earth, and now Equestria. And I know that they call you Time Turner here, but your name everywhere else is The Doctor. You have a sonic screwdriver and a TARDIS.” He raised an eyebrow, probably wondering how I know. I’d never tell him that I’m from Earth, and watch Doctor Who, it’s too much fun to see him squirm. After all, rule #1, The Doctor always lies, might as well match it. “I would ask you how you know, but somehow I’m not surprised that a being like you exists.” “Well, Doctor, you shouldn’t be. You did stare down the devil after all, from within an impossible planet as well.” Now this time, he looked at me with a truly perplexed expression. “How do you know about that?” “I’m also a friend of the Ood.” (Man, I never realized that I lied this much!) “Well, you are a very strange pony.” “You’re one to talk there Doctor. Besides, why are you here?” “This place is too perfect, too nonviolent. No civilization is ever like this.” “Perhaps this is the exception.” “I don’t believe that.” “Well, Doctor, I have to leave.” “Wait, what is your name?” “I have already told you Doctor, I am World Walker.” “Walker, we will see each other again, you mustn’t just be here for fun.” “Ah, but I am Doctor. Now, if you excuse me, I need to go to Sweet Apple Acres.” /)*(\ I galloped away.
MomFinally having arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, I set out to find Apple Bloom, I had a promise to fulfill. I ran into Applejack. “Uh, Mr. Walker, what are ya’ll doing here?” “I’m looking for Apple Bloom, I made her a promise, and I intend to keep it.” “Erh, alrighty then Mr. Walker. She’s that-away.” Applejack pointed in the direction of a small clearing. I headed over, Apple Bloom was doing something crazy with a flame-thrower. “Hey Apple Bloom, need any help?” “Is that you Mister-Blankflank?” “Yeah Apple Bloom, it is.” “Then, yeah, I could use some help.” “What with?” “Can you hand me that fuel?" I saw several cans of what must have been flame-thrower fuel sitting on the ground, I saw a good excuse to try out my magic on something somewhat heavier. I moved them up to where Apple Bloom wanted them and then flew up and over her line of fire to say hi. She looked at me and asked: “How did ya’ll get over here? I didn’t hear ya trot over.” “Oh, Apple Bloom, I flew up here.” “Wait, you’re not a unicorn?” “Apple Bloom, I’m an Alicorn. I have both a horn and wings.” I flapped my wings once. “I can see that now. Sir, I just realized, I never asked what your name is.” “Apple Bloom, my name is World Walker.” “That name, it sounds, fitting for you Mr. Walker.” “I know Apple Bloom. It was decided when I was found.” “What do you mean, when you were found?” “I was not born in Equestria, but I was found here: in Ponyville, and given my current name.” “I-I’m sorry Mr. Walker.” “Why are you sorry Apple Bloom?” “Mr. Walker, I never knew that you don’t have a family here.” “Don’t worry about me Apple Bloom, I’ve been on my own for a long time. It doesn’t really hurt anymore.” “Hey! Mr. Walker, maybe it would be safer if you, uh, let me try to get this cutie mark." "Gladly Apple Bloom." I flew back to Ponyville as fast as I could, not wanting to be set on fire by a filly that doesn't know how to use the tool that she had in her hooves. /)*(\ Knowing that I would have to go to my work at Sugarcube Corner the next week, I had to get to work on finding my way to Canterlot, to see the princesses. I had business to discuss with them. /)*(\ First off on the list of ideas on how to get to Canterlot was to ask Twilight Sparkle to take me to see Princess Celestia, I knew that the chances of this working were small, but they were the best chances out of all of my ideas. “Hey Twilight, could you take me to Princess Celestia?” “Why would I do that Walker?” “Because you found an Alicorn in Ponyville that wasn’t in Equestria for one day before you met me.” “I guess that’s an excuse.” “Now Twilight, please take me. I need to see the Princesses.” “All right Walker…” /)*(\ So, the next day we were on a train to Canterlot, and I was wearing the suit that Rarity had given me, somewhat surprised that I had actually found a use for it. And just like that, I was taken to meet Princess Celestia. The moment I walked into the castle I was told by a guard that she would be with me in a moment. Due to the fact that I had some time, I used it, inspecting the tapestries, looking at the paintings, that sort of thing. And then she walked into the room, Princess Celestia. She took one look at me and her regal composure instantly broke, she had a look of shock so apparent that even a stone Discord could see it. “How did you get here? We- Sister! I need your assistance!” “Um, Princess Celestia, ma’am, I just arrived here yesterday, can you tell me what is going on?” “I’ll leave that to my sister.” She looked almost angry that I was there, as if I had done something wrong. A couple of minutes later Princess Luna walked in. The look in her eyes was not one of surprise, but one of joy. I almost didn’t want to know why. “You made it here? How?” “Princess Luna, I convinced Twilight Sparkle to take me to Princess Celestia.” “I see that you have the manipulative abilities of your father.” “Wait, how do you know my father? My biological father!?!” “Yes, your biological father Mr. Smith.” “How do you know my human name?!?!?! Actually, how do you know that I am a human?” “Does that dark blue of your coat remind you of anypony else?” “Are you saying that we- no. We can’t be related. I’m just crazy, my brain is creating up this crazy dream, I must be in a coma or something.” “No Mr. Smith, I am your mother.” “WHAAAA?!?! My mother!?! So, I am born of a- a fictional character?!? That’s impossible! I must be dreaming.” “Do not insult me by calling me a fictional character my child!” And that was my first nervous breakdown since I was told that I was adopted. I was basically babbling to myself for the next three days, so Princess Luna gave me a room to stay in until I was better. Once I finally accepted that I was either fully crazy… or this was real, and it would be better either way to just play along I began mapping out a plan to do something I have wanted to do since I first became a Brony… Bring the Mane Six into the human world, as humans. /)*(\ But before I could go back to Lun- my mother I decided that I must test that what she says is true, so, I willed myself into believing that I was just a Unicorn. I could feel the very molecules in my wings fizzle as they left our reality. I walked over to the nearest mirror, and they were gone. Still in front of the mirror, there was a small popping noise, and my wings were back, within the course of five minutes I had figured out how to change what type of pony I am. I attempted to hybridize myself, to make myself half pony, half human, it didn’t work the way I had expected. I made myself into a centaur. I decided the best course of action to escape this ghastly form was to make myself fully human and then revert back to my pony form. /)*(\ I waited until morning and then set out to find Luna, knowing that her nightly duties were done. “Luna, Mother, how did I get here from Earth?” “You willed yourself here. It is part of your power.” “Willed myself here? What else can I do?” “I honestly don’t know, you are the only Halfling that this world has ever known.” “Actually, if I know correctly, there is one or two other. Lyra, because your sister made her a pony, and Discord.” At the mention of Discord’s name Luna’s face looked troubled, as if somehow he was connected to this. “Mother, I must know, am I somehow related to Discord?” “I don’t know. But on the day of your birth, he appeared.” “I understand! Every action has an equal and opposite reaction! When I was born, the universe had to even itself out! I would be too powerful all on my own!” “That – was exactly my theory, how did you know my son?” “Back on Earth that was common knowledge, one of Sir Isaac Newton’s laws of nature.” “Oh.” “Wait, I was born over 1000 years ago!?” “Yes, you are actually the reason that I was sent to the moon by Celestia.” “I-I’m sorry.” “Don’t be sorry my son, I’d do anything for you.” Holy cheesy line Batman! If I hadn't heard her say that myself even I would say that it was bull. Anyway, our conversation went on for a while until she asked me something… “Would you please attend the Grand Galloping Gala for me? I cannot attend because of my duties.” “The Grand Galloping Gala? Well, sure, I do have the suit. I guess.” I knew that it would be a fun Gala, otherwise I wouldn't have accepted her invitation.
A Hospital RoomOn the train ride back to Ponyville, well, it started out like a typical train ride, but it quickly became very... abnormal. It all started when I looked out of the window all of the colors looked a little too bright, because after that I heard the whirring. The same whirring that I had heard a few days ago, before I came to Ponyville. /)*(\ I used my magic to push back, to stay in Equestria, but it was to no avail. Poof. /)*(\ "Hello, Sir?" I was able to respond with a few grunts, but nothing more. "Sir, are you okay?" "Huh?" "Sir, you are in Houston Hospital. You were found on the floor of your kitchen by your Fiance, you have knocked out for several days." "Alright. Wait... I'm in HOUSTON Hospital?" My eyes darted open, there she was, a human nurse. It had been a while since I had seen a human. /)*(\ My girlfriend walked in the room. "Are you okay Jack?" She sounded worried. What could I tell her? That I just had the craziest dream? That I had been a pony for the past few days while I as knocked out? I ad-libbed it. "Yeah Sandra, I'm fine, just a little confused." Did I ever mention my girlfriend? Her name is Sandra Tyler. She works as a waitress in my restaurant. "Jesus Jack, what the hell happened?" "Honestly Sandy, I have no idea." She gave me the look when she knows that I'm lying. "I'm serious Sandy, I have absolutely no idea." "Alright Jack, I believe you." /)*(\ Back to my old, boring routine. My short time in Ponyville had changed me, even if it was all a dream. Which would explain a lot, from someponies not acting like themselves, to me being an all-powerful being. I grew cold, and angry once again. /)*(\ And then one night, as if just to spite me, Luna returned to my dreams. /)*(\ "Walker, we need you!" "Why, should I help a figment of my imagination? A projection?" "JACK! I will not let you talk to me like this!" "YOU DO NOT EXIST, LUNA. MY MIND CREATED YOU, CELESTIA, AND ALL OF THE OTHERS! Now ask me, why should I help projections? If I am supposed to have some sort of epiphany and come help you, you can stop asking now, 'cause babe, that isn't gonna happen." "But Jack, how could you just let us all suffer?" "Like this." /)*(\ I forced myself awake.
