Peachy Keen, as it Seems

I watched Rocket mumble to himself while we waited in line, he looked worried. I didn’t want to bother him with any more questions so I walk away silently to get some alone time. I needed to learn how to walk!Correctly that is. I was clumsy enough on two legs; you would think that four would be like training wheels.

I found a little area to myself, and I walked back and forth continuously. I stumbled a lot and even fell on my face. I didn’t know I could use my hooves to stop my fall. I feel like a baby learning to walk for the very first time!All this frustration was making me emotional! I continued though until I was able to walk without stumbling, It took some time. Who would have known my clumsiness would follow me into this strange dream world. I hope I’m dreaming.

After a couple of minutes I noticed Rocket made it to the front of the line and was talking to the Ticketmaster. I walked up to see what our next plan was. And of course Jacob was still missing.

“We’ll need five bits per pony” Rocket informed Yves and I, as we huddled into a circle “we’ll need to find a shop and sell what we have to purchase the tickets.”

“Also I’ll need your names” the Ticketmaster interrupted our conversation from afar.

“Sell?! I don’t know a ‘Pony’ name?!” Yelled Yves as he started to walk in circles and hyperventilate.

“A name? And I only have a bracelet to sell!?” I continued the hysteria and sat on the floor almost ready to cry.

“Will you please calm your flanks for a second?!” Rocket yelled to silence us, I whimpered. "We can't be panicking because you can't come up with a name. I bet that Jacob has already come up with his name." why would he think that? I wonder what the Ticketmaster is thinking with all these ponies going crazy in front of him.

"When you put it that way your right," Jacob said, popping out of nowhere inside the ticket booth, "and I've got identification cards for all three of you." How did he get those?

The Ticketmaster took the tickets and read through them carefully as well as politely asked Jacob to get out of his booth.

"Ah yes, here we are, One earth pony mare by the name of Peachy Keen. A unicorn stallion by the name of Tick Tock, one pegasus by the name of Inner Wisdom, and another unicorn by the name of Rocket Sky. That last one doesn't seem to fit." The Ticketmaster said and looked at us curiously.

"That's easy to explain," Jacob said, speaking up before Rocket could stop him, "His parents were hoping for a pegasus and were unwilling to change his name when they found out he was a unicorn."

The Ticketmaster agreed surprisingly, returned our cards then counted us all with his hoof. He mentioned something about it being twenty bits or so for all of us to get tickets, but was quickly silenced by a ruby Jacob happened to have. What the buck? A ruby?

It seems we got our tickets and were able to get some left over money. We still had a couple of minutes till the train took off though so I took it upon myself for some thinking. I sat on a bench and looked up to the sky. It was a great clear day. The sound of a guitar was filling the air and I realize that Yves seemed to have found a guitar. He played so beautifully and it helped me as I escaped to my mind.

"We have tickets to Ponyville," Rocket announced, grabbing my attention "and our official pony names. Jacob here is Inner Wisdom; Yves is Tick Tock, and Momo, your Peachy Keen." Peachy? What the flank? Is this some lame joke to go with the fact that Momo means Peach? Cleaver Jacob, very cleaver.

Yves Complained about his name, Of course wanting something more artistic. But Jacob, ‘Wisdom’ just told him to deal with it. I giggled a little as they fought, Then turned my attention to Rocket.

"What about you?” I said, looking over to him, "What sort of name did ‘Wisdom’ give you?"

"I am Rocket Sky," he answered, "the unicorn, whose parents were hoping for a pegasus and were unwilling to change the name when they found out."

“Ha-ha! That’s so cute!” I giggled “I bet your was the easiest to make up, all he added was a last name.”
Rocket sighed

"Our names fit us as most pony names fit their bearers," Wisdom stated, chuckling softly to himself as a train rolled into the station, "exactly like I thought they would, I prepared for this day ever since FIM appeared on TV."

“How is it possible to plan ahead for this?!” I said to Wisdom “that’s impossible to think you’d ever be transported into a cartoon”

Before Wisdom could retaliate he was interrupted by Rocket.

"Please don't talk about that," Rocket said, glad that the only ponies around them were near the Ticketmaster, "We seriously don't need anypony thinking that we're from another world. Let's get on this train and get away from Canterlot." He whispered.

He was right, so we all gathered onto the bus as quickly as possible. I was on first so I got to pick the seats! I love being in charge. I skipped to a couple of seats in the front. As we sat about five other ponies joined us. I saw Wisdom looking out the window. I peeked to see what he was looking at and saw some guards coming up.

"Oh tell me you didn't do something stupid Wisdom," I said, once I noticed them.

"Oh, all I did was visit the library and brush up on my history," He replied, "Apparently there is an order to watch out for ponies that share the abilities of Pinkie Pie." Hmm I wonder why

The doors silently closed and the train starting to roll out before the guards got close. Rocket sighed, I don’t know if in relief or in annoyance. I saw him clam down though and he stared out his side of the window. Yves, I mean ‘Tick’, continued to play on his guitar quietly to the courtesy of the other ponies. I still wonder where he got that, probably some pony left it at the station or something.

I looked out the window again and enjoyed the scenery and began to think. I wonder how we’ll live here. It all seems so real, maybe it’s not a dream. Or maybe I’ve just been wishing it WAS a dream. Am I really okay with being a pony my whole life? I couldn’t even decide on what I wanted to do with my life as a human, which is probably why I don’t have a cutie mark now. How did this all happened?!

I began to try and remember what happened before waking up in Equestria. But all I could remember were those cupcakes.

I sighed, “I guess I’ll never know.” I said out loud to myself

I continued to look out the window and allowed the sounds of Tick’s guitar playing send me to sleep.