At the Heart of it All

Chapter Three

Making Friends

Part One:

A Rose of a Different Color

Star Dancer yawned rolling over onto her back and opened her eyes as the alarm went off.  It had been hot last night, and she had forgotten to turn on the air conditioning before going to bed; causing the apartment to heat up rather uncomfortably; forcing her to kick off her covers and strip down to just a light t-shirt and panties to keep cool.  ‘What time is it?’ She wondered, rolling her head to glance over at the clock still blaring away.  6:15 it displayed as she pressed down on the snooze button silencing it. Yawning one last time, Star Dancer rolled over sitting up and hopped out of bed—stretching a little bit, then headed to the bathroom to take care of her early morning routine.

Afterward she returned to her room; she slipped into a fresh set of clothes—a blue top with matching blue trunks—then grabbed her laptop plus her Manatech bracelet and headed back into the hallway, making her way towards the kitchen; stopping in the living room briefly to glance over to Black Rose who was still sleeping peacefully on the couch—snoring a little bit. She seemed to have rolled over in her sleep last night, and was now laying on her belly with one of her hind legs protruding out from under the blanket hanging off the side of the couch. Star Dancer smiled at the scene then headed into the kitchen to make herself something to eat.

Setting down her laptop she flipped it open then went over to the cupboard pulling out a couple glasses and setting them on the table. She next walked over to her cabinet and grabbed a pan and some cups setting them on the counter then she went back over to the cupboard and pulled out a box of pancake mix and set that next to the pan. Afterward she returned to the refrigerator, but stopped when she heard a creaking sound. Spinning around she saw Black Rose leaning up against the door frame with a hoof over her mouth stifling a yawn.

“Good morning sleepy head, sleep well?”

“Mmhmm, better than I have in a long time.” Black Rose said trotting up to the table and taking a seat next to the laptop. “You don’t mind if I look around on the internet with your laptop do you?”

“Go right ahead,” she said, glancing back to Rose momentarily. “Would you like something to drink?”

“Orange juice please,” she said taking a moment to charge up her bracelet so she could pick up a pencil sitting on the table to type with. “Hmm... what do I want to look at.”

“How about you do some research on that brony thing Rose. I hear they’re pretty keen on us.”

“Never heard of them before, you say they are interested in us?” Rose asked. Star Dancer turned around and nodded then went back to what she was doing at the counter. “Interesting,” she said, looking at the screen thinking for a moment—tapping on her chin. “Well why not.” Black Rose then went to typing ‘brony’ into the search field, and low and behold a ton of hits came up. “Well this is going to take a while.”

“Take your time, I still need to get things ready for breakfast. Oh, here’s your orange juice by the way.” Star Dancer said filling up the glass next to Black Rose. She looked up nodding in thanks reaching for the cup to take a sip of the tangy juice.

Afterward she went back to searching the internet taking the next couple minutes narrowing down her results till a name popped up “FIMFiction.net. Hmm... Well why not.” She clicked the link bringing up a page with a picture of two naked mares cuddling with one another, their snouts touching giving Black Rose a weird feeling. “Yeesh! Didn’t think they saw us like that.”

After wiping that image from her mind, she pressed on scrolling down the page looking at the various stories and blog posts displayed in a neat manner until she came across a story that caught her eye. “Wild Rose, Hmm... looks interesting.” She clicked the link and took a moment to read over the synopsis. “Fetish? Flower Clopping? What do you think that means?”

“Maybe they have a thing for us stomping on flowers? I don’t know. I’ll call my friend Lyra later on and ask her about it.”

“Lyra? That’s a nice name. From the instrument I take it?”

“Thats right. Her Mana mark is of the lyre itself, but she is more in touch with things  pertaining to humans for some reason. It’s like an infatuation of hers, but she’s harmless, and she really enjoys hanging out with them.”

“Does she live here on Earth or back in Equestria?”

“She still lives back in Equestria, in a town called Ponyville. It’s just outside of the Lunestial Palace, and the Imperial city of Canterlot.”

“Ponyville!?” Black Rose responded somewhat bemused. “Well that’s pretty cheesy. It sounds like a name one would have for a town on a childrens cartoon.”

“Because it did come from a children's cartoon show Rose,” Star Dancer replied. “The town’s name was changed as a service for the fans of an Earth kids cartoon show called My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.”

“But I’m not little!” Black Rose whined, “I’m nineteen! I’m almost a full grown mare! Heck, I’m practically the same height as a human female is when I stand up on my hind legs.”

“Relax Black Rose,” Star Dancer chuckled. “I think you’re blowing this a little out of proportion. And I think the other reason they did it was to increase the amount of annual income the town brings in with tourism.”

“Oh... well that sounds like a pretty good idea actually.” Afterwards she looked away from Star Dancer feeling a little embarrassed by her outburst. “So you say Lyra would know about this brony stuff?”

Star Dancer looked back from what she was doing at the counter and nodded. “Yup, she knows a lot about the whole brony fandom thing.” She then went back to what she was doing at the counter grabbing the box of pancake mix and poured some into the bowel then stopped and laughed. “I remember a few weeks ago when I saw her here on Earth she referred to my Mana mark as a Cutie mark.”

“A show reference I take it?”

“Yeah, I guess in that cartoon our Mana marks are called Cutie marks, and get this! The shows creators think they’re on our flanks and not our hips!”

Black Rose glanced down for a moment looking at her white rose Mana mark emblazoned on her Pajamas just over her hip, and wondered what it would look like if her mark was on her flank instead. “I guess the term ‘blank flank’ was coined for equestrians not having a mark yet.”

Star Dancer stopped for a moment taking in what Black Rose just said and then laughed. “Thats pretty funny Rose, I like that!”

Black Rose smiled and returned to the laptop to begin reading the story. “Hmm... Pony seemingly afraid of human seems like something that would've happened during the early days of the gateways opening.”

“Are you talking to me?”

“No Star, I was just mumbling to myself,”  Black Rose remarked, bringing an elbow up to the table so she could rest her head on a hoof; while continuing to scroll down the page with her other.  That is until she came to a point in the story that particularly caught her attention. “What the heck?” She leaned forward squinting her eyes to carefully scan over the next few lines of text.

“Something drip onto the floor?” She went back to reading. “Oh my...” She sat back blushing, but strangely, she felt compelled to continue reading. Stopping again a little while later as the mare in the story was just about to prepare her ‘special’ set of roses for her human customer. It was at this point she almost decided to close the link, but something in her mind—possibly curiosity—compelled her to continue.

So, she refocused on the story, and slowly continued on reading one word at a time until she hit the part where the mare in the story began to play with herself, this is when the odd feelings started to surface within her. Shifting in her seat a little bit to get more comfortable—allowing her tail to hang out through the opening in the back, Black Rose focused with rapt attention on the next few parts of the story; her heart rate slowly rising as a sudden warmth began to bloom from within her.

“Is it getting hot in here?” She spoke aloud, looking around at nothing in particular while tugging on the collar of her pajamas. Her tail now beginning to slightly twitch involuntarily.

“Yeah, it is a little warm,” Star Dancer remarked, taking a moment to stop mixing the pancake batter to wipe some sweat from her brow. “But that's mainly because I forgot to turn the air conditioning on. Let me go and do that now before the sun comes up.” Star Dancer said setting the bowl she was mixing the pancakes in back down on the counter and pushed off it, coming back down onto her hooves, and headed off back into the hallway to set the thermostat.

Meanwhile, Black Rose had gone back to reading continuing on through the intimate little session this mare in the story was going through, the warmth within her still slowly growing. But now it was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable, like something was aching.  So again she shifted in her seat absentmindedly spreading her legs apart to get comfortable, easing the throbbing feeling somewhat then rested a foreleg on the table to lean up to the screen; letting the other fall to her side to rest on her hind leg, and sighed. But, right after—when the realization hit, she shook her head and blinked. “Why did I just do that?”

“Do what?”  Star asked looking at Black Rose as she returned from the hallway.  Rose realized she said that out loud and looked at Star with a worried look.  She couldn't tell her friend that she was becoming aroused because of this story.

“I refreshed the page and lost my spot, nothing to worry about.”  A feeling of embarrassment set into Black Rose.  She felt utterly stupid for being aroused. So she reasoned now would be a good time to stop before things escalated. But, just as she closed the page someone spoke up.

‘Quitting so soon? We were just beginning.’

“Who said that!?” Black Rose blurted out snapping her head around frantically.

“Who said what Rose?” Star Dancer asked.

“I... I...” She trailed off looking down thinking for a moment. She knew she heard someone talking; but who?

‘Forgetting us so soon?’

“Who... Who are you?” she whispered this time.

‘Who am I you say? Well it's simple... I am you, and you are me. Together we are one, just you and me. You see?’

“I... I don't understand.”

“What don't you understand Rose? What are you talking about?”

‘Ditch the pegasus and go to the bathroom. We will then show you who we are.’

“Black Rose are you alright?” Star Dancer asked, turning around for a moment to look at her.

“Yea-Yeah, Star. I'm fine, and it's nothing. I was just hearing things.” Black Rose then hopped off the chair—coming down on her hooves—and started to head off out of the kitchen. “I’m going to go take a shower Star, I need to clear my head.”

“Alright.” Star Dancer turned back around returning to stirring the pancake mix “By the way, your clothes are clean and dried. I set them on top of the dryer for you.”

“Thanks,” she said putting on a weak smile, then headed off down the hallway to collect her clothing.

****

‘Close the door and lock it. We do not want to be disturbed when we reveal our-self.’Black Rose nodded slightly shutting the door; the lock engaging shortly after with a click.

“Okay now where are you? Show yourself!”

‘Go to the mirror.’

Black Rose complied trotting up to the counter—standing up on her hind legs, while using her forelegs to prop herself up on it and stared into the mirror.  A rose red colored pony wearing blue colored pajamas with jet black hair and light silver eyes stared back at her mimicking her in every way.

‘We are you, and you are me. Together we are one. Now you see?’

“No...” Realization now dawning upon her, she reeled back in shock scrambling backwards away from the window—the pony in the mirror doing the same, until both pressed up against the wall, looking at one another never taking their eyes off each other.

‘Ah... So we have not been forgotten, we are happy!  But why are you so frightened? We assure you we have not come to bring harm, but to help you.’

“H-Help me? H-How?”

‘With yourself, that is how. We have seen how you have become aroused, but now it seems you are reluctant to indulge it. Why is this?’

“B-Because it's wrong!”

‘Why is it wrong you say? Is it not natural to feel these emotions? To feel desire? Or is it fear itself that troubling you?’

Black Rose didn’t answer, only looked away from the mirror.

‘Ah... Now we see. But, we do not understand. Fear is just a feeling like any other Black Rose. You feel hot. You feel hungry. You feel angry. You feel afraid. Why do you hide from feeling desire? Why do you hide from yourself? Your body is calling Black Rose, and it is time to answer it. Now let’s begin.’

“No! I can not. I will not. Please! Do not make me do this.”

‘It is alright Black Rose, we have anticipated this, and we are ready to guide you. Now stand up.’

Black Rose pushed off the wall coming back down to her hooves, but not by her own accord. It was as if her body was acting on its own free will, and not of her own. Scared and terrified of what was about to happen, Black Rose opened her mouth to scream, but only silence was her new voice as she watched the mirror image open and close its mouth repeated times trying desperately to scream.

‘Take off your clothes and get into the shower. This is going to be fun!’

Again Black Rose found herself helpless as she began undressing herself, removing her pajama top then sliding out of her bottoms—discarding the articles of clothing to the side, then made her way towards the shower, taking one last glance at the pony in the mirror.

 And for a brief second, she could've sworn that the pony in the mirror grinned at her before disappearing out of her sight, sending a shiver down her spine. Afterwards she hopped into the shower—and stood there. Petrified. Her hind legs tightly held together; her tail pressed firmly up against her backside.

“P-Please... S-stop. Don’t make me do this. I beg you!” She cried out, but no tears came, and her voice was but a whisper.

‘You seem so tense Black Rose, you need to loosen up! Run some water, but not too hot. We don’t want to see you get burned.’

Acting again against her will Black Rose reared up on her hind legs and propped herself on the wall. Her fear was driving her body wild as her heart rate started picking up, and a all too familiar warmth was again blooming between her hind legs. Reaching forward with a hoof, Black Rose pushed down on the lever starting the shower; sending a torrent of cold water rushing down over her body causing her to shiver momentarily until the water became warmer and warmer.  Eventually reaching the point where she could almost no longer handle the heat.

Standing there for a few moments letting the warm water soak into her body, Black Rose eventually began to unwillingly relax. Her hind legs loosening up and spreading apart letting the warm—almost unbearable—water run down between her thighs and over her swollen marehood, causing her to cringe and begin to tremble uncontrollably. Tears began to stream from her eyes only to be lost when the water from the shower washed over her face.

“Please... Let me go! This is not fair! I don’t want this.”

‘No Rose, but your body does and it’s calling. We are here to answer it.’

“You can’t f-force me to do this!”

‘We don’t have to force you to do anything Black Rose, your body has already chosen for you.’

Just then one of her forelegs lifted up off the wall and began to trace a path down the side of her body, making Rose shiver from the feeling until it stopped just above her throbbing nethers.

“Please...” She pleaded, her eyes red from crying. “Please oh please... just let me go. I promise I’ll never mention this to anyone.”

‘Your repeated denial to fulfill your bodys most basic need disgusts me. We have come to help you in achieving bliss, but yet all you do is resist! It stops now! We will no longer tolerate your defiance! Prepare yourself Black Rose.’

Her hoof then move forward pressing against her sensitive nethers tracing a line around the outer edge of her folds, then began pushing itself against her entrance parting her lips, making her cry out in pain as her hoof was many more times the size of her tight marehood.

“S-stop! You’re hurting me!” She cried. “Please stop! It h-hurts so much!”

‘We cannot hurt you Black Rose, because we are one of the same.’

In a desperate attempt to end this now extremely painful experience, Black Rose summoned up whatever ounce of inner strength she had left, and screamed as best as she could calling for help.

Setting the pan down on the stove Star Dancer turned on the burner to a low heat and poured in a portion of the pancake max smiling as she leaned forward smelling the yummy goodness as it slowly began to take shape. “Boy I sure can’t wait to dig into these babies! They smell so darn good!” Star Dancer said, then went to over to the cabinet and pulled out a couple plates and set them on the table returning to the pan momentarily to flip them then opened a drawer and grabbed some utensils and was about to set them down next to the plates when she heard a scream.

“HELP! Star Dancer, please help me!” Dropping the utensils and switching off the burner, Star Dancer bolted out of the kitchen flying down the hall and came to a screeching halt by the bathroom door.

“Rose? Are you alright?” She reached up and turned the latch finding it had been locked. “Please unlock the door Rose.” She leaned up against the door and heard the shower running.  “Rose are you okay? I thought I heard you scream.” Still nothing but silence. Quickly she shot back to the kitchen returning a second later with a glass and held it up against the bathroom door pressing her ear against it. Amongst the sound of the water running she could hear the sounds of movement and the faintest sounds of... “Oh my Celestia... Is she crying?”

Not wanting to wait any longer, Star Dancer quickly spun around planting her forelegs on the ground and bucked the door with all her might smashing it open. Spinning back around she quickly ran in. Unfortunately the steam was so overwhelmingly hot and dense she had to back off,  returning  to the door to reach over and flick the switch for the fan and waited a second for it to clear. And to her utter surprise, she saw Black Rose standing on her hind legs in the shower soaking wet with a hoof propping her up against the shower wall, the other forcing itself into her marehood.

“Oh my!” Star Dancer took a step back covering her eyes. “I’m sorry.” But strangely enough, Black Rose didn’t even recognize her. It was as if she was in a trance. Taking a few cautious steps up to her, Star Dancer had to take a few seconds to take in the scene, it was just too much. Black Rose was staring forward her eyes seemingly disconnected, as if she was staring into nothing. She was crying, her eyes sore and red from the heat of the water.

And she was talking to herself, pleading someone to stop and that she was in pain. Not wanting to witness anymore of this, Star Dancer grabbed the hoof prodding Black Rose’s marehood and yanked it out spinning her around causing her to lose her balance and slip—falling down in the shower; smacking her head against the wall. “Rose? Are you alright? Please talk to me! You’re scaring me.”

Bobbing her head around for a few times Black Rose finally steadied herself and looked out to Star Dancer her eyes still sore from the steam.

“No! Get away from me! Leave me alone!” She tried scrambling to her hooves, but the shower floor was just too wet and she slipped smacking her head on the wall again—this time knocking herself unconscious.

“Rose NO!” Star Dancer was now scared out of her fur. She hopped into the shower shutting off the water—not giving a shit if she got soaked, and leaned down to Black Rose’s chest listening for a moment. “Thank Celestia, she’s still breathing.”  She then tried picking Rose up, but the entire area was soaking wet giving her absolutely no traction or balance “I’ll be right back Rose I promise,” she said and bolted out of the bathroom going into her bedroom and grabbing her phone then quickly returning to Black Rose’s side. “Come on pick up!”

“Hey Star Dancer, what’s up?” Alex said.

“How fast can you get here? I have an emergency! Rose is hurt!”

“I'm out the door now. I'll be there in about ten minutes.”

“The door is unlocked just head on in. Please hurry.”

“Understood.”

Star Dancer hung up and went over to get a towel to dry off Black Rose then laid it over her backside to give her at least a little privacy, and sat down next to her calling her parents.

“Hey sweetie. How are you doing?”

“Mom! I have an emergency here!”

“What’s wrong Star Dancer? You’re not hurt are you? Please tell me you are not hurt!”

“No Mom, I’m fine. But its my new friend here she’s an earth pony, and I think she’s had a psychotic episode. But then she slipped in the shower and knocked herself unconscious.”

“Is she still breathing Star Dancer?”

“Yes Mom, she’s still breathing.”

“How is it?”

Star Dancer laid her head against Black Rose’s chest for a moment listening. “Steady Mom.”

“That’s good.” There was some silence and then the sound of pages flipping. “Star Dancer, did she injure herself in any other way beside when she fell?”

“Yes, Mom. When I first entered the bathroom she was delusional like she was in a trance or something. But I was able to snap her out of it. However when I did she slipped and hit her head on the back of the wall.”

“Check the back of her head for bumps or cuts Star Dancer.”

“Ok Mom, one second.” She leaned back over to Rose and gently ran her hoof through her mane feeling ever so gently for any protrusions. “She has a small bump on the back of her head Mom.”

“Sounds like she may have a concussion. You need to get her to a hospital Star Dancer. Do you have any way to move her?”

“Yes Mom. A human friend of mine is coming over.”

“Human friend?”

“You remember Alex?”

“Oh it’s him? Well that’s nice. Anyway, when he arrives, have him take you to Ponyville Medical. I will call your father, he works in Ponyville, so he meet you at the hospital when you arrive.”

Just then the sound of the front door opened and closed. “Star Dancer? Where are you?”

“Back here Alex!” She yelled. “Mom I’ll call you when we arrive, and thanks a lot.”

“Just get her there safe Honey.”

Star Dancer hung up her phone after saying goodbye just as Alex walked through the doorway.

“Oh my, is she alright?” He asked kneeling down next to Star Dancer.

“We need to get her to a hospital Alex.”

“What hospital? I don’t think there's any here that’s set up to deal with ponies yet.”

“We are taking her to Ponyville Medical in Equestria. There’s a gateway entrance a few miles from here that allows vehicles to pass through it.”

“Alright sounds good lets go.” He bent over next to Black Rose and gently picked her up cradling the unconscious mare in his arms and headed out to the living room. “Get a blanket so we can cover her up for now and her clothing for later, so when she wakes up she has them.”

Star Dancer nodded scooping up her clothes then went out to the couch and grabbed a blanket and brought it back to Alex. Afterward she went to her room grabbing her saddlebag—some cash—then went back out to the living room where Alex was. He had just finished wrapping Black Rose up in the blanket and was heading out the front door. Star Dancer took one last detour into her kitchen to toss the burnt pancake into the trash, and drop the pan into the sink. She then grabbed her laptop and headed out locking her apartment.

****

The ride through the city was pretty much quiet as only the sounds of early morning traffic was heard. Inside the truck Star Dancer had chosen to ride in the back sitting next to Black Rose in case she woke up.

“What happened Star?” Alex asked.

“I really don't know. When she woke up this morning she seemed perfectly fine. Then after she read something on the internet she just...” Star Dancer trailed off glancing down to her unconscious friend, and gently brushed some of her mane out of her face. “Well I just don't know what happened.”

“Maybe something repressed being triggered by what she read?”

“That could be a possibility, but I can’t be sure, I’m not a doctor,” Star Dancer replied returning to looking out the window. “How far are we from the gateway junction?”

“About fifteen minutes I would guess,” he said turning off onto a mini-expressway. “It would be sooner, but the traffic is pretty backed up.”

“Uhhh... Wh...where am I?”

“Oh she's awake Alex!” She said, glancing back over to Black Rose. “Hey Rose! Glad to see you're with us again.”

“My head really hurts Star, what happened?”

“You mean you don't remember?”

“Remember what? Last thing I remember is walking to the bathroom to take a shower,” she said then tried to sit up, but this only led to the blanket slipping off her as she rolled over to sit up on her haunches. “Wait... Why am I naked!? Where are my clothes?” She reached over to grab the blanket to cover herself, but the way she reached by leaning sideways caused her to constrict her muscles in her thighs to support her—sending a rather discomforting feeling through her. ‘Oww! What was that?’  She tried to reproduce it again by leaning to the other-side, and sure enough, the moment she reached the same extension the discomforting feeling yet again arose causing her to wince a little from it. ‘There it is again. What is wrong with me?’

Biting her lip she decided to try and clinch the muscles around her marehood, but as soon as she did she cried out in pain—falling back against the seat.

“Are you alright Rose?” Star Dancer asked.

Black Rose looked at her friend then away. She really felt embarrassed. What did she do in that bathroom? Why was she naked? Why couldn't she remember? And how come her ‘special area’ hurt so much when she tried to tighten up the muscles around it.

“Rose...” Star Dancer began softly tilting her head forward to look at her while bringing a hoof up to her shoulder. “Do you want to know what happened? D-Do you want to know how I found you?”

Black Rose glanced over to Star Dancer then back to herself, and to the blanket covering her naked body. She then gripped it; pulling it tighter around her, and looked back to Star Dancer nodding weakly. Star Dancer breathed in deep leaning back against the seat and sighed.

“Well... Here goes.” She slowly began to explain the events of what happened only a short while ago. The part where Rose was still at the table talking to herself, the part when she told her she was going to ‘clear’ her head. The frightening scream; how she had to break down the door, and the position Black Rose was standing in the shower. Including what she was doing while she was standing there.

Black Rose felt utterly embarrassed, dirty and disgusted. She felt violated. “Star Dancer... I am so sorry you had to see that...” She trailed off, beginning to cry. She felt terrible knowing that the only pony that considered her a friend had now witnessed her in one of the most insecure positions she could have ever been in. “I’m sorry Star Dancer! I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry...” She ducked back into the blanket—curling into a ball, and pulled it over her head to block out the light. To block out the shame. “I’m a disgusting little whore! I can't even control my own body!” She scrunched up tighter, her breathing becoming erratic; her voice hitching as she continued to put herself down.

But just as she was sinking into the deepest pits of her self-doubt, she felt something slide under her and pull her up. She pushed her head out into the light and saw that Star Dancer had pulled her into a hug and was looking at her with a soft gentle smile.

“Shh... there, there now Black Rose, it’s okay. And you don’t have to apologize to me, you did nothing wrong.”

“You’re wrong! I am a dirty little whore that doesn't deserve a friend like you!” She snapped back pushing away from Star Dancer, but she would not let go, she only squeezed tighter  keeping a firm, but gentle hold on her friend as she flailed about. “Let me go... Star Dancer let me go!”

“Rose please don’t do this to yourself. You’re better than this, I know it.”

“No I’m not! I’m a disgusting freak that can’t even keep my hooves off myself!”

“You’re not a freak, you’re a wonderful pony. A pony I would love to have as a friend.”

Black Rose stopped her flailing and slowly turned her head around to face Star Dancer, her eyes red with tears running down her cheeks. “R-really? Even after all that has happened?

“Yes Rose. I still want to be your friend if you’ll be mine.”

Black Rose smiled turning herself around and returned the hug. For the longest time the only company she had in her life was that of loneliness, that of despair. But now because of this pony she had something new. Something she has been yearning for, for a long time. Something that was just out of her reach. Until now. And it made her feel happy—if only a little bit. But still, that was enough for her.

“Yes Star Dancer,” she said softly, her voice a little hitched as she gently squeezed her. “Yes I want to be your friend. And Thank you. Thank you so much! You don’t how long its been since anyone thought of me as a friend.”

Alex mainly focused on getting Black Rose to the hospital as fast as possible couldn’t help but smile at the site in the backseat of his truck. He never thought these equestrians were capable of so much emotion; so much feelings. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts over this, he completely missed the sign saying ‘Welcome to Ponyville’ as the truck passed it speeding on down the tunnel heading towards the gateway junction entrance.