The Adventure of Flynn Rider

by Chadbane

Rating: everyone
Tags: Main 6, Original Character, Comedy, Other, Adventure, Crossover, Random, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 8379

Flynn Rider is the most daring dolt to ever dare to do the most dulling dare that no body would ever do. This isn't, of course, the smartest thing to do!

The Adventure of Flynn Rider

This story is on hiatus.

This is a story about the legendary Flynn Rider... Okay, I'll be honest, I was just paid to say that! He isn't even that legendary, and this is just one of his minor adventures, okay? No, really! There's nothing too big of a deal here. Oh, but Flynn Rider will be narrating this story, so I guess that's worth something... Wait, why are you looking at me like that? You're expecting me to give you some information in this description? Forget it! I'm still getting paid for this, so why don't you find out for yourself? Just click one of those chapters below. C'mon, do it! You know you want to...

FBI NOTIFICATION
Flynn Rider is a trademark character of the Disney film, "Tangled." This adaption of one of his adventures is strictly for entertainment purposes only, and should not be taken as an illegally stolen property of a fictional character. Thank you.

Adding chapters weekly, (If possible) and no, that is not a real FBI notification.
I simply thought it made my description look cooler. :)

And now, for some good news! I'm completely refurbishing this entire story! Better grammar, and better story telling! This is now my main focus! Cheers!

Published 2013-07-14 13:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-07-14 13:20:02 UTC

Part I - "Flynn Rider Reborn" (Repaving)

The Adventure of Flynn Rider

Written by: Chadbane

"Flynn Rider Reborn"

This is the story of how I, Flynn Rider, was reborn... Don't get me wrong, it wasn't like I wasn't already alive when I was reborn, but my name had died. You see what I'm saying? Anyway, our story takes place in the midst of a usual Monday morning. Like any other story worth remembering, this story begins with a single sentence. Oh, wait! Before we get started, just try reading this story in my voice. Who knows what kinds of possibilities will open up? Excellent, we all good to go? Fantastic. So, once upon a time, long ago, or more accurately, earlier that same week...

I awoke after an incredibly sleepless night to the warm rays of the spring afternoon sun. Yep, life in the palace was great. I got to sleep in on weekdays, on weekends, during parties, and pretty much whenever I wanted. That is, except when I had work to do. Now, don't go judging me, I'm not a lazy person. In fact, if I had been lazy all my life, I would have been thrown into a prison cell a long time ago. That only goes to remind me of what a good thing it is that I met my wife before any of that could happen! Rapunzel, my beautiful child-like wife had saved my life, and I had saved hers--not to brag or anything. I recall it always being a wonderful feeling to return home from the court of justice and catch her awaiting me with open arms.

I admired my child-like wife. And I still do. I admired the way her spirit could lift me up, even in the deepest of my sorrows. I admired the beauty of her voice and her lips, which brought me comfort in my distress. I admired the the way she looked at me while on the balcony, or while in the throne room. I even admired her in the shower--especially in the shower. There might be a few minors present, so I'll skip the details on what that means. So Anyway, like I said, I awoke from a terrible night of sleep to the wonderful beauty of a spring afternoon. Even so, I recall being very optimistic of that day. "I hate Mondays." I muttered. What? I know you that hate Mondays too! Don't try to trick the trickster, sly one.

In the spirit of early in the afternoon, I began to dress. I remember leaping from my bed, which only I lay in apparently. In case you didn't already know, that is one of the trade-offs of being married to an early bird. You awake by yourself. That being said, I quickly pulled on my clothes, which contained a wide variety of gold and jewelry, and escorted myself to the exit of my grand bedroom. Knocking on the doors, my personal guards quickly opened them for me and prepared to escort me to the palace of justice. That's where I did most of my work in the palace. And, if I may add, the king himself, or as I respectfully call him, grandpa, thought me wise enough to do so. I can't say that I blame him. Don't you think?

In a nutshell, it was just like every old day I was used to. Like usual, the guards escorted me to the palace, which was boring. I did some judging and executed a few criminals, which was boring. Then I made my rounds around the castle to find weakness and repair it--which was boring. And then finally, after that long boring and tiring day, I burst into my resting chambers only to find my beautiful wife awaiting me in bed. We had only been married a year, and I'd been loving her for a year. Don't get me wrong, no marriage is perfect, but because of the choice we made to love each other forever, we could always overcome anything. Together. Wait... that sentiment didn't even belong in this paragraph! Eh, oh well.

That pretty much raps up Monday, so lets get to Tuesday! In a nutshell, I woke up, took a shower, got dressed, did some judging, secured the castle, then returned home and got my rest for the next morning. Okay, NOW we get to the interesting day! Wednesday was like any other normal day you could expect. I woke up, took a shower, and got dressed, but this time something different was going to happen. I'm not going to spoil it now, but just you wait and see for yourself. So I knocked on my bedroom doors, and the royal palace guards were quick to open them for me. "Good morning!" I said as courteous as ever.

"Good morning, sire!" they saluted.

Yeah, castle life was hard work, but it was also kind of awesome. Anyway, they quickly escorted me to the palace of justice. This is where I carried out the kings will, and where I judged affairs between the people and ruled them out. After arriving through the great walls of justice, and past the fountain of justice, and along the paintings of justice, and pretty much a lot of justice stuff, I arrived in the great hall of justice. Right there, smacked right underneath the symbol of our great kingdom, sat my lovely chair. I'm sorry, that was too humble. Did I say chair? I mean't enormous golden throne. I'm a prince, remember? I could still see the glittering letters of my name Eugene Fitzherbert written above it in golden letters. Oh yeah, that chair--excuse me, throne, had me written all over it. Literally.

So what I did that day was trek up the mountain of stairs leading to it and then sit down and address the people. As usual, a lot of sob stories poured in with idiots arguing over who had stolen who's sheep, and who had murdered this guy, and pretty much every case you could expect in a court was held that day. Completely boring stuff. That is, until the last visitor came in. "Your highness!" Gallagher, one of the royal guards addressed me. His words had torn me from a lovely daydream I was having. It was about me, and I was running away from a herd of angry cows. What else do you dream of when you're bored?

"Yes, captain?" I replied.

"Shall we remove him?"

Gallagher was referring to a peasant that apparently had been speaking to me during my daydream. I couldn't recall what his case was about over the sheer epic of my daydream, but I had to at least PRETEND that I was listening.

"Well, Mr. Cobblepot," I began to say.

"It's Mr. Cobsworth, sir." he corrected me.

"Right. Anyway, it isn't my fault that you're out of... of... what was it again?"

"Food."

"Food, right, I knew that. Anyway it's not my fault you're out of--wait you said food? When are your crops sprouting this year?"

"During the fall, your majesty."

"Well, then I hereby declare that you be exempt from taxes until the fall this year. Thank you, Mr. Cobblepot."

"Its Cobsworth, your majesty."

"Right. Gallagher, judgment final!"

I ended my ruling with a gathering of my fist. Oh yeah, I was an awesome judge. Moving on, the messenger boy burst into the room, preparing to announce the next case. Thankfully for me, it was the last case of the day. "Mrs. Fritcher, case ten thousand one hundred and fifty six. Mrs. Fritcher is charged with stealing and practicing the forbidden arts of witchcraft." he announced.

My ears perked up at the change of subject. It wasn't anything near as boring as that stolen chicken stuff. Okay, maybe still a little boring, but interesting just the same. "Send her in." I ordered wisely. Try repeating my words in the serious tone I did, and you'll fail every single time. Trust me.

So anyway, a cranky old lady in a large black robe was escorted into the throne room with a couple of palace guards. She seemed as guilty as an alligator with feathers in his mouth. I remember lightening up despite the menacing appearance she bestowed. That case was so up my ally. "This is the witch?" I asked coolly.

"That is correct, your highness." one of the guards confirmed.

I nodded, trying to give the impression that I was really into the case. All honesty present, I wasn't actually giving it my full attention. But, you're a great audience, so I'm cool with sharing this stuff with you. Anyway, I quickly made up my mind on what to do, especially since I was apparently deep in thought. "Well then give her the usual punishment." I commanded.

"A hanging, your highness?" Gallagher asked curiously. I don't remember exactly what I looked like when I thought of how stupid I felt for not being specific on what I meant like an actual judge. Then again, I'm reminded now that I was also a prince. "What? No! Do you take me for a softy? Burn her at the stake!" I ordered. I admit It was a small emotional outburst, but it wasn't anything I couldn't fix, seeing that I was prince and all. "Yes, sir!" they saluted. Just as they were proceeding to leave the hall, something ran across my mind and alerted me of a startling realization. I hadn't seen the evidence yet. "Wait!" I called. Both the guards and the witch wheeled around and faced me. "What did she steal?" I asked inquisitively. I was really on the top of my game now!

Moving on anyway, one of the guards presented to me a small black cube. I don't recall it being any bigger than my hand. It instantly reminded my of a rubik cube. Inwardly, I actually hoped that it was, that way I could confiscate it and use it later. Don't think I'm greedy, I would have given it back. Trust me. Anyhow, the guard tossed the cube to Gallagher and Gallagher brought it to me. I observed the small cube and found nothing conspicuous about it. After tossing it a few times in my hand and displaying a few tricks, I flipped the cube (If that's even possible) back into Gallaghers hand. "What is it worth?" I asked suspiciously.

"Nothing sire, but reports say that Mrs. Fritcher was seen using the forbidden arts of witchcraft upon it." the prosecutor speculated.

"How did she do that?" I proceeded to ask.

"By casting a spell on it." he replied.

"What was the spell?"

"Nobody knows."

"Then where is the evidence that she is a witch?"

"There is none, my lord. Regarding she being a witch, that was an anonymous accusation."

"But can it be proven that she stole? And if so, what did she steal?"

My talent on this stuff is surprising, isn't it? So the prosecutor proceeded to explain to me that Mrs. Fritcher had stolen the cube, and the reason she was accused of being a witch was because the cube had no apparent use. "Oh," I said. "Well in that case, instead of burning her just throw her in the dungeon for a month or so. That'll teach her from stealing. Good case, gentlemen! Judgment final!" The guards saluted and went to do as they were told. Yep, I was the man. The guards were probably inwardly applauding me, but I was too humble to demand for them show it. At that moment, I stepped down from my throne and prepared to inspect the castle as I always did.

When you are a prince, life is smooth sailing. Sort of. Moving on, I was eager to finish up my work and head home. Just then, I spotted the prosecutor leaving the hall of justice with the cube I had passed judgment over in his hands. "Prosecutor!" I called. Something about the cube had interested me. If that cranky old lady wasn't a witch as I had believed, why would she steal a plain old cube? I didn't know, but when Flint Rider sets his mind to do something, he keeps to it until the end! "Yes, sire?" he replied. I steadily paced over to him, careful not to bounce the sword on my side all about. It was another one of those trade offs of being a prince. You had to walk around with a nice fancy sword everywhere.

"Who does that cube belong to?" I politely asked. I was trying to be courteous in the way I asked him for what he was holding.

"To you, sire. It was taken from our archives of astrology." he replied.

I was shocked, but instantly delighted. If it was mine I didn't have to buy it from anybody. However, it also made me wonder what else I owned that I did not know of. "Well then, may I take it with me?" I asked. If he had said 'no,' I instantly would have fired him. Good thing he knew what to say.

"Of course! What is yours is yours, your majesty!" he replied.

I was being escorted to my quarters after a long and tiring day. I could hardly wait to embrace the warmth of my wife as It was I had been shivering in the cold. One quick fact about Flint Rider though, he doesn't get cold, because he's always cool. If you've read this far, you know what I'm talking about. Anyway, as I neared my quarters I respectfully excused my guards from their escort and began to fiddle with my trusty old satchel. I had been using this satchel since before I was a prince, and I still used it even when I was. I didn't wear it, of course, it was just a little something I liked to bring with me when I secured the kingdom. As I fiddled with it, my hand felt a bulge imploding into my satchel. It was interesting because I had placed the cube in there, and I would have been expecting it to gorge outwards instead of inwards.

I quickly flipped the top of my satchel bag open, and continued towards my quarters. I reached my hand in and pulled out the small black cube and began to inspect it. I remember my eyes widening at the sight that I withheld as I stare at one of the cubes sides. Straight in the middle of one of the sides, there lingered a small blue hole. It was shaded with colors of black, and swirled constantly around like a whirlpool of some sort. I placed my finger over the small area, and then I quickly retreated it at the feeling of suction. It was like some kind of a black hole. The only difference was that it was smaller and it didn't contain a gravitational pull so strong that light couldn't escape it. After I touched it for the first time, I was shocked again when another miniature black hole opened on the other side of the cube.

It was then I realized something very important. Flint Rider hadn't seen everything yet. It wasn't long before the entire cube was covered by miniature black holes. I dropped the cube and began to back away, and it wasn't because I was scared, but rather because I had a case of man-fear. You know, the kind of fear where you wait for something awful to happen and THEN you do something about it? Anyway, the small cube engulfed its self in a black hole generated by its very own nature. I remember thinking, "Why did I have to bring it home?" Just then, the black hole collapsed and burst into an airless blob of nothingness. The suction and the black hole had simply vanished. I remember sighing in relief. I then wheeled around and knocked on my chamber doors behind me. I was confident that my wife would answer shortly, but then at that moment, the most inconvenient thing possible happened. That miniature black hole was reborn.

A flash of light suddenly burst all about me, and an enormous gap between time and space was opened. The mere suction tore me from where I stood and I was tossed into a portal and then right out of the other side. This is where the REAL story begins, and my true adventure!

Author's Note

My first legitimate story. Not bad, eh? If you're enjoying this book so far, please feel free to leave a thumbs up. If you think it's a flop by this point, then by all means feel free to thumbs it down. I'm in no hurry for likes or dislikes, but your comments and feedback would be appreciated. And if you do happen to leave a comment, please inform me of any spelling errors or mistakes. Thank you!

Part II - "With Love, from Equestria" (Repaving)

"With Love, from Equestria"

Let me just start off by saying that falling through a magic portal isn't the most comfortable form of transportation. You can only imagine my growing distrust in the usage of such a device when I was pulled though one and tossed to the ground in the middle of a forest. The portal that sent me there was hovering a few feet above the ground, when I was thrown through it, I happened to face plant into the soil. Not a bad landing yet? Wait until you see what came next through the portal. So, as I began to pick myself up from the ground, a clock landed next to my skull. It was one of those same clocks that I had seen hanging in the palace hallway. It took me a few moment to realize this, but when I did, I quickly looked upwards. Granted, that wasn't the best idea.

There, hovering a few feet above me, was the other side of the black hole. I could see the palace hallway there, and the suction from the black hole was tossing things through it. You can already guess where the things were landing, right? Bingo! Right on top of me. Naturally, I began to run from all those deadly projectiles, and I remember being close to an impending doom quite a few times on that occasion. So anyway, as objects began to crash all around me, I spent my time dodging and leaping out of the their flight paths. Although it was quite exciting to almost die again(Not!), the objects eventually stopped falling. I looked up quickly to make sure that there wasn't anything else to look out for, but that stupid portal immediately closed up. Still don't think this was a bad predicament, yet? Well, then get ready for the ridiculous part. So after all that garbage crashed everywhere and that black hole/portal thing slammed shut, my cube simply dropped into the palms of my hands.

For a moment, I just stood there and stared at the evil thing, and not a second went by when I didn't ask myself why I was so down right stupid to have brought that cube along with me in the palace. After all, I had had no idea where I was, and I couldn't grasp the realization that I was no longer in the palace and on my way home. Now to think about it, I remember being tired from my hard days work, and now I knew that I wouldn't be able to get home at all. After snapping myself out of my state of bewilderment, I began to fiddle with the box. "Open portal, sasame!" I ordered with a wave of my fingers. After a few failed attempts, I began the second phase of insanity. And that, my friends, would be the phase of denial. I began to explain to myself that hope was just around the corner, and that I could cope with the possibility that I had been teleported into a uncharted dimension where vicious creatures could eat me. Besides, I was Flynn Rider wasn't I? And doesn't Fylnn Rider always keep cool even under the heat of pressure?

"OH, NOOOOO! WHY ME!?"

If someone hasn't already told you that life is difficult, I'm living proof that it is. The only problem though Is the fact that I handle life so well, that I make it look way too easy for some people. So, you can imagine the glorious manner I tugged along through that damp, and muddied forest. I remember that despite of the gloomy outcome of my stupid decision, I was already planning on how I was going to make the best of things. First of all, I was planning to find civilization. Then secondly, I was going prove to every civilized person that I was a prince with a wave of my sword and with the ring upon my finger. (You'll remember I was still well dressed.)

I remember that I wore a long sleeved white tunic with a string of golden buttons running down its middle. I recall it nearly being impossible to keep clean in that dense forest scenery I was trekking through. Moss and the dew was everywhere, and after awhile, I remember finding myself next to a small pond in the middle of a thick gathering of trees. For the sake of my quenching thirst, I dropped my head inro the spring and began to gulp in large quantities of water. Around this point is where the story gets a little embarrassing for me. The spring of water was cool and fresh, and lets just say that Flynn Rider needs to keep cool to 'keep cool', if you know what I'm saying.

Anyway, I removed my clothing and took a dive into the delicious water. It was a refreshing dip, and that's an understatement. As I found myself relaxing in the water, I took my first real look around myself in the forest. The place was green, which is also an understatement, and there happened to be a lot of trees and bushes. Trees and bushes... yeah, that was about it. Trees, flowers, and bushes. Yep, nothing to be completely worried about. So anyway, as I refreshed myself in that cool spring of water, I began to wonder if I had anything useful in my satchel bag. And so, I quickly pulled my self out of that cool spring and walked over to my satchel bag.

It wasn't long before I had flipped it open, and when I had, I viciously began to search through it. I was surprised to find so little, for all that I had in there happened to be a bottle of some sort of liquid, and that cube I had come to hate so much. Besides those things, there was only a single change of clothes in there. I quickly threw on the change of clothes, and found that clothing was the very same clothes I had used to wear back in my old thieving days. I guess it was one of those things I just happened to subconsciously place in my satchel bag while I was keeping it with me. Anyway, I dried up and threw on my boots. Yeah, now I even looked like Flynn Rider again. And if you're me, that's pretty important.

Anyway, that about sums up my first day in Equestria. Yeah, Equestria. That's what they call the place. That's what who calls the place, you ask me? Well, lets just say you'll find out. Believe me, you'll find out...

Moving on, the next morning was terrible. I awoke from a horrible nightmare, and then I found out that my nightmare had been real. I had actually been transported to an uncharted parallel dimension. I muttered to myself a couple of expletives, and then I began another long trek throughout that long and boring forest. For a long time I just tugged along. I tried humming a few tunes and singing a couple of songs, but none of it really happened to make a difference. My pace was still slow, and to top off my stupidity, I had forgotten my sword near that old spring I had used the previous day.

Nothing too bad yet? Well, you're probably right; but it's gonna get a lot worse! So anyway way, as I'm walking along, I happen to hear a beautiful voice echoing throughout the forest. It was a soft and beautiful voice, but nothing pleased me more than to know that civilization wasn't far. And so, I quickly took off in the direction of that voice. 'Freedom, freedom, freedom!' I remember thinking. I don't recall it being much more exciting than that, however. Anyway, as I neared the mysterious feminine voice, I stopped cold in my tracks to consider a plan. You see, I didn't have my sword, and I wasn't wearing my royal clothing. How was I supposed to prove to anyone that I was a prince?

Bingo! I wouldn't. I would just pretend like I was a handsome traveler, and if anyone got suspicious, I'd just whip out my ring and flash it in their faces. It was a plan that most certainly couldn't go wrong. It was an epic plan, and only a plan someone like Flynn Rider could think of! I remember smiling upon the tone of my own genius. Oh yeah, I was completely awesome. Anyway, I took the time to hide myself in some bushes and move myself closer towards the voice. It wasn't like I wanted to frighten anyone, but I just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to leap into trouble just because I heard singing. So moving on, I made my way through the bushes, and just as I heard the voice on the other side of my bush, I quickly leaped out of it with a large smile upon my face.

That was a terrible mistake. When I leaped out of my bush, I happened to land right into the middle of a dozen creatures or more, and each of the creatures looked capable of tearing me to pieces. There were bears, foxes, racoons, deers, and you name it. They were all there, and gathered around one single pony. Yeah, that's right. You head me. A pony. A pony with pink mane. Did I mention she was a bright yellow color? Yeah, it was weird, and I had no idea what I had just gotten myself into. But yes, oh yes, I was just about to find out! Wait, pause! Let me just add that that pony was adorable. On her rear end was a pretty little tattoo of butterflies, and upon her face she had two large and adorable eyes. But, that's enough of her, so lets get back to me! Anyway, as I stood there, I smiled nervously as every creature somehow withheld an expression of shock upon their faces. I know, right? How is that even possible? But, Flynn Rider isn't lying when he says he isn't lying; and that there wasn't a lie.

Those animals were, in fact, shocked. I still don't even know how it was possible, but it was. I remember that I wore a stupid mixture of expressions on my face just like they were, except I found myself beholding a mixture of different ones. My mixture happened to consist of expressions like, fear, worry, sorrow, and surprise all at the same time. I remember only being able to stutter a single word as I met this troubling sight.

"H-hi?" I stuttered nervously.

That pony went wild. She began to scream and cry all at the exact same time, and I don't remember that helping my awkward position in the slightest. The animals, as a result of her crying, turned to me with expressions of furry upon their faces. I won't lie, I ran, and I ran fast. Luckily, as I ran, I saw a cottage in the distance, and there happened to be an open window that lead into it. That window was my salvation, and I knew that If I didn't make it into it, I'd probably be mauled by a horde of angry animals that were behind me. So, did I make it, you ask? Yes! And now you think I'd be safe, right? Wrong! It turns out that when I leaped into the cottage through window, the interior of the cottage faired no better the the exterior.

There were still dozens of animals all around me, and I didn't suspect they liked me so much. And so, I knew that I needed a distraction to get away from them. Without a second thought in mind, I quickly dashed passed them, and headed up some stairs that led to a second floor. I was probably in the cottage attic, but It didn't matter to me very much at the moment. I quickly shut myself inside that attic and locked the entrance to it. Now to think of it, I even locked the windows in case some angry birds tried to break in. And after all that hard work, I merely collapsed in a bed that happened to be lying right there in the middle of the second floor. That also reminds me of something else. That second floor, or attic if you will, was only one room large, and there wasn't anything too alarming about it. Or so I thought.

As I lay there catching my breath, I found myself observing a pair of two large white ears peaking over the side of the bed. "Huh?" I found myself saying as I picked myself up from the bed. As I leaned over to the other side, I found a small little white rabbit staring up at me. I don't mind if you think that I'm crazy, but I'm telling you, that little rabbit was angry. Or, at least he looked angry, if you will. Angry like a little devil. "Oh, it's just a little bunny!" I laughed. "Would you like a little carrot or something, my little rab--Ow!"

I still don't believe it, and you probably won't either. Never for a second did I even think that a rabbit could slap a full grown man across the face. Let me just say that It was unexpected and that it hurt. "What the?! Was that your paw?" I queried aloud. The little rabbit only tapped his foot angrily. I had no idea what he was scheming, but I had no time to stick around and find out. "Well, what ever you think you are, It has been a pleasure." I said as I walked passed him. I was making my way to the exit, but that little devil made his way in front of me and leaped upon the door handle. When he was there, he crossed his arms and stuck out his tongue.

I'll have you know that it was creepy. Have you ever been intimidated by something so cute and yet so evil? That was the case in this scenario. Still, at that time, I wasn't very bright. I mean, Flynn Rider wasn't just about to let a rabbit, or bunny, if you prefer, keep me from my freedom. "Look, little guy. I don't know if you think you're the captain of the guard or something, but would you be so kind to move aside for me?" I asked politely. You would think that little bunny rabbit would have courteously stepped aside, but no! He just HAD to play jail guard. "Okay," I shrugged. "You asked for it!"
I reached for the door handle and attempted to push him off, but that little devil was keen, and he leaped up onto my face and began thumping upon it with his little ol' hind legs.

I tried to get him off my face, but that little guy was just was too tricky. As soon as I tried to whack him off myself, he leaped off my face which resulted with an error of mine. I accidentally smacked myself in the face. It didn't leave a mark or anything, but you can still be sure it just down right hurt. In only a few minutes, I found myself toppling onto the floor, and in as much pain as I thought a human being could possibly endure. But it wasn't over. Not yet. That little devil wasn't satisfied with my defeat... oh, no! He wanted my death! It actually sounds pretty dramatic, doesn't it? Anyway, he somehow was able to get a hold of some sort of wire, and when he had gotten a hold of it, he quickly began to choke me with it. That's right, I said CHOKE!

He was on the back of my neck, and I just couldn't get him off me. But still, there was no way I was gonna die to a stupid rabbit. And so, I leaped upon the bed and bounced him off easily. As I began to catch my breath, I reached for the door handle to the exit of the room, and just as I began to open it, that little devil attacked once again. But this time, I was prepared. I quickly opened the door and he flew out. As soon as this was done, I rapidly proceeded to close the door. After I had done this, and I was perfectly safe, I chuckled to myself for being awfully clever. "Ha! Enjoy the Foxes, little rabbit! I hope they don't leave anything left of you!" I laughed grimly. I admit, that sounded harsh, but I probably was on edge. Don't you think?

Anyway, seeing that I was safe and all, I just decided to take a nap in that bed set in the middle of the room. Sure I had worries, but I was confident that no animals could break in and devour me while I slept. I personally believed that I deserved a good nap, and if anyone who owned this cottage returned, it'd be the least they could do for almost killing me with their pets. Besides, perhaps the animals were wild, and they'd be killed on the way home. Either way, Flynn Rider was safe for now, and he would have his reward. A nice long nap, and little worries. But that's not the end of this adventure, because It only gets crazier from here!

Author's Note

If you're enjoying this book so far, please feel free to leave a thumbs up. If you think it's a flop by this point, then by all means feel free to thumbs it down. I'm in no hurry for likes or dislikes, but your comments and feedback would be appreciated. And if you do happen to leave a comment, please inform me of any spelling errors or mistakes. Thank you!

Part III - "Ponies for the Rider" (Repaving)

"Ponies for the Rider"

Ah, yes... Ponies. Ponies are miniature horse that are usually no more than four feet tall. Lets just say that I never for one moment had ever expected to meet a few intelligent ones. That, however, just happened to be one of the old cases for me that morning. And, by the way, I'm not talking about while I was back at home, no! That would be much too easy for 'ol Flynn. No, I had to awaken to the brisk morning daylight and in a house that wasn't mine. Or should I say, a cottage? Anyway, I awoke in the morning and gave a big yawn. That previous day had been perilous, but I've had worse days, so there wasn't really any real surprise there. Moving on, I got up from bed, and just as I was about to step out of it, I heard a few voices behind the door.

Those voices instantly reminded me of the previous day, and that beautiful voice that I had heard singing throughout the forest. I didn't remember any beautiful maiden or anything, but then again, I didn't remember anything much either. The whispering voices on the other side of the door only began to increase, but I didn't see any problem. It wasn't like a couple of dwarfs were going march in or anything. So naturally, I just collapsed backwards into the bed I was sleeping in and rolled myself around in it. As the voices secretly began to devise some sort of plan outside the bedroom door, my mind automatically began registering their voices as females. It was good news to me, because I knew a woodsman would probably murder me with his ax on the spot. Females happen to be a little more reasonable.

As I lied there waiting, I began to devise a plan of my own. I mean, what if these females were ugly? Okay, sorry, that thought was really mean. Don't worry, I'll fix it right now. What I meant to think was, 'what if these females were evil? What would I do then?' See? No harm done. I corrected my story. I'm Flynn Rider, so live with it. Anyway, first I decided to run past them if anything disturbing were to come along. Second, if they wanted the kill me or something, I'd run away also. Now to think of it, all my plans after those ones included running away. I mean, I didn't really want to hurt anybody, and if I ran away, no one could hurt me and I couldn't hurt them.

Just as I thought I was getting somewhere in my thinking, the door to the bedroom began to slowly creak open. I quickly scrambled in the bed to give the impression that I was still sleeping. I closed my eyes, and began to fake snore. Believe me, I'm good at that. Anyway, what I had decided to do there was listen to their voices, and if they were sexy enough, I'd probably 'wake up.' Pretty clever, right? So as I lay there, I heard a few footsteps as I heard a group of people enter the room. Only, it wasn't people, and it wasn't footsteps I was hearing...

"Ah' can't believe it, Twilight! Fluttershy t'was right!" a feminine voice with a heavy southern accent exclaimed.

'Meow!' I thought to myself.

"Of all the things on earth! What is it?" another feminine voice arose. This feminine voice was much more refined, and sounded exactly like the nobility in a tone that I was used to back on my world.

'Hot!' I thought to myself. And by the way, I'm not a pervert. I just happen to be observant. Remember, I'm a married man. How could you even think like that?

"Looks like some sleeping hairless ape, if you ask me!" a rough, but feminine voice exclaimed.

I was like, what? You calling me ugly? I was about to shoot up go and all Flynn Rider on them! But, instead of losing my nerves, I just kept it cool. I continued my ingenious act and, 'slept' peacefully throughout their conversation.

"Maybe it's related..." another feminine voice implied. This voice seemed a bit plain to me. It was just like any normal voice you could listen to. No accents, just curiosity. "Although," the same voice added. "It could be neither."

'What are these girls talking about? You'd think they've never seen a man before!' I thought to myself.

"Aw, it's so cute! A hairless ape! Can we keep it? Huh, Twilight, huh?" another feminine arose. This one was very... energetic. I guess there is really no way to describe it. The voice was jittery, playful, excited, and everything happy at the exact same time.

'And here's where the ladies start sounding ugly.' I inwardly sighed to myself.

"Looks harmless enough ta' me! Fluttershy, ya' can come in now, sugar cube." the female with the southern accent explained.

I personally didn't know what was going on, but for sure, they were interested in me. And, I could tell if it was in a good way. That helped. A lot. Moving on, eventually another person (or so I thought) entered the room.

"See? Nothin' ta' be worried 'bout!" the southern accent assured.

"Oh, my!" a new voice arose in return to the southern. This voice was soft and gentle. It resembled perfectly the voice of the maiden I heard in the forest. I literally felt like shooting up and surprising them, but I remembered how that didn't work out too well the day before. And so, I just continued my act.

"Fluttershy, do you know what it is?" the curious voice queried.

'Fluttershy?' I thought to myself. 'Isn't that a cute name?'

"Well, no... I've never seen anything like it!" the gentle voice replied.

Okay, that was it. What was going on? These woman hadn't ever seen a man before? Ridiculous! I couldn't take it any longer. I had to 'awaken.' So, in the brilliance of my acting, I sat up with my eyes closed and took a long yawn. I don't mind in telling you that I heard a couple of gasps. I guess they didn't know I worked out, right? Wrong! So I opened my eyes, right? And guess what? No women! Shocker! Instead of pretty little faces surrounding me, there were pretty little pony faces around me. Imagine waking up in a care-bears plush room. You'd be just as scared as I was.

"Umm..." I stammered. "Please tell me that I'm dead?

Then just like that, all the ponies gasped in awe. "Oh my stars!" the purple unicorn with wings exclaimed. "It's a human!" I was as awestruck as much as they were. Talking ponies? Seriously? And I actually thought that my horse Maximus had personality? And by the way, just allow me to mention how many ponies there were quickly. There were six. One was lightly colored orange, and could easily identified as the pony with the southern accent. Another one was Pink, and could also be easily identified. The pink one was obviously the hyper-active super energetic one.

There also happened to be a unicorn in the room as well. She was white, and had have a lovely purple mane drooping gracefully from the top of her head. This unicorn could be identified as the voice with the refined accent. After I had observed these three, I switched my attention to the next three. The next few happened to consist of two Pegasus and a mixture between Unicorn and Pegasus. One of the Pegasus were blue, and and the other one was bright yellow. Each of them were simply adorable, and each could easily be identified as females. Now, the last one was very interesting. She happened to be a unicorn but with wings as well as a horn. I did mention that already, right? Well anyway, I didn't know it at the time, but she was, in fact, an Alicorn.

"A HUMAN?!" all the other ponies exclaimed at once.

As they all stared at me for a moment, and as I stared at them, my heart began to beat faster and faster. My brain just didn't understand how to react to a scenario like that one. All at once a hurricane of mixed feelings aroused inside my body. All at the same time I wanted to hug the poines, kiss them, play with them, share with them, dance with them, and pretty much everything none perverted with them. But also at the same time, I was afraid that they'd bite me, kick me, and pretty much trample me to death as well. I'm telling you right now that being Flynn Rider is no easy task.

"N-nice ponies?" I stuttered. Although I agree with you that it wasn't the most intelligent thing that I could have said, I was proud of myself at that moment for finally being able to come up with something to say.

Just when I thought they were moving in for the kill or something, one of the ponies, which happened to be the purple unicorn/pegasus one, was able to force a smile onto her face. "Is this is your monster, Fluttershy?" she asked as she turned her head towards the obviously shy yellow Pegasus.

"Yes!" the Pegasus replied as she bolted behind one of her friends. "He's the one who frightened me!"

Personally, I was still too nervous to make any objections. That is why I stayed silent.

"This is no monster!" the purple unicorn/pegasus declared happily. "This is a human!"

"Yeah, didn't we already establish that?" the blue Pegasus with rainbow colored mane snapped. "Besides, what's he doing here, and in Fluttershys house at that?"

I honestly still didn't know how react. Was I to attempt to speak any further or was I to await the results? I honestly couldn't decide what to do, and so I just kept silent. In fact, it was easy to keep silent. I was already so confused.

"More importantly," the white unicorn with the purple mane added. "What is he doing in Fluttershys bed?"

"Who cares?" the pink and energetic pony began to say excitedly. "He looks fun!"

Just as I thought she was going to hurt me, that pink 'lil rascal leaped upon my chest and began to ferociously hug me. That's right, I said HUG. I toppled backwards on the bed and began to scream hysterically.

"Whoa! That's enough! Sit pony! Off, pony!" I began to struggle in and out of bed as that pink ball of joy giggled and laughed at my sheer terror to a mere hug.

"YOU'RE SO ADORABLE, BUT YOU MUST STOP THIS ACT OF CUTENESS!" I cried.

At that moment, I began to feel lightheaded. But just as I was about to pass out, a purple blob of some kind of magical energy quickly separated the pink mare from my chest.

"That's enough, Pinkie Pie." that unicorn/pegasus pony laughed. "I think I know what to do..."

I froze and awaited for the worst. I don't mind telling you that even six incredibly adorable ponies can look intimidating when you have NO idea what's going on. So just as I believed that my doom was inevitable, that purple Alicorn stepped forward and courteously introduced herself.

"Hello!" she greeted happily. "Sorry about that! Pinkie Pie just gets excited sometimes. I'm Twilight Sparkle, princess of magic and the star student of princess Celestia. I know that you might be a little frightened, and quite frankly we are too, but would you give us a chance to sort things out?"

I looked straight into her eyes, and then back at the other five. Then again, I looked straight into her eyes, and then back at the other five. Maybe there was something to sort out, and maybe there was also some sort of understanding that we could come to. My heart began to beat smoothly again, and my knees lost their terrible cramps. My expression of awe then suddenly disappeared, and I extended my arm outwards towards them. Then, for a blissful moment I started right back into Twilights eyes.

"Nope!" I exclaimed. "See YAAaaaa!"

I then suddenly bolted out of the bedroom door and made my way down the cottage stairs. What? You actually thought that I was going to all of a sudden just ASSUME that because these ponies were going to be nice to me just because they wanted to introduce themselves politely? For all I knew, that purple Alicorn could have be the reason for why I was stuck in Equestria! Anyway, I heard that blue Pegasus shout when I when I had left the room, "Quick, he's getting away!" However, I didn't care. I was already out of the cottage and on my way down a clearly visible path carved right through the forest. Where it led, I didn't know, but I wasn't about to just stick around that cottage!

For a while or so I ran, and I think that I remember running past some sort of sign or whatever while I was fleeing from those freakishly cute ponies. But I don't remember taking much notice to the sign. All that I knew was that I was heading towards some sort of town or village. It wasn't long before I came insight of this village, and in the distance I coudl see that it was heavily populated. "Yes! Civilization!" I chuckled to myself. I remember thinking to myself how lucky I was to barely escape some obviously wild ponies who had probably been cursed by a witch or something. Okay, I probably didn't think up that exact sentence, but how else did you think I was trying to explain to myself how those ponies had the ability to speak?

So as I arrived at the village, my heart suddenly sank into my chest and my pupils instantly shrunk. The village had a total population of one human being, and that human being would be me. The rest of the residents? Ponies! Ponies everywhere! I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was an entire village running entirely on pony power! There were all sorts of ponies. Unicorns, Pegasus, you name it. Another interesting fact was that each of the ponies wore a special tattoo on their hind legs to signify their special talent.

I didn't know that factoid at the moment, but you get the picture of its importance. Although we have already established that I am awesome, allow me to tell you this... I fainted. Yes, that's right, I fainted. And, apparently, for a long time too. It would be a whopping 24 hours later that I would awake, and what happens next will have you even more on the edge of your seat!

Author's Note

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