My Little Smoshie

It was a normal day in Carmichael, California, and Ian and Anthony were bored out of their minds. Anthony sighed and mumbled,"I'm so friggin' bored. What do you want to do today Ian?''

Ian replied, "Dude, I don't know... How 'bout we look up tumblr questions?''

''Nah, too lazy," Anthony moaned.

Ian's face brightened up as he suggested, "Dude, want to play with the oujia board?''

''Fuck no! Those things are fucking dangerous! Are you fucking insane?!" shouted Anthony.

"God! Sorry dude, I was just brain storming," Ian replied.

They decided to switch the TV on in hopes of entertaining themselves for a few minutes. The news came on and that's when the headline popped up: APPROACHING WORMHOLE IN CARMICHAEL, CA! EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY! While the reporter on the screen described what exactly was going on, Ian complained, "Dude this can't be-"

Anthony cut him off. "Shh! I'm trying to listen!"

"Come on Anthony you know those things aren't real!'' Ian exclaimed. "It's just some stupid prank like 2012 or Justin Bieber's success. It's probably just an early April Fools joke."

"Yea,h you might be right.  Maybe it is an... wait! But it's only February!"

Suddenly there was a loud rumble above them and the roof to their house was ripped apart and blew away. There it was, hovering right above them: A giant worm hole. It was as big as Ian's hate for the barber shop pole... possibly even bigger! The two clung to the closest grounded object they could find. Anthony tried to hang on to the kitchen counter, but couldn't bear the powerful vacuum of the worm hole. "No....." Anthony's voice trailed off as he was sucked up into the massive hole.

"Anthony!!!" Ian cried as he watched he friend be swept away. Just then, Ian realized that he let go of what was keeping him down and screamed, "Shi....." He was absorbed into the hole as well.

~~~~~

After shooting through the wormhole for what seemed like hundreds of hours to them, the duo finally saw a light. "Holy shit dude, I think I found a way out of here! We're gonna be okay, Ian!" Anthony yelled to his friend. He was begining to cry tears of joy at what he was witnessing.

"What the hell are we just floating here for then? Let's go!'' Ian laughed and grabbed Anthony's hand, the two working to move towards the light.

At that moment everything went dark. Completely dark. Anthony laid unconscious for a few hours before he woke up. Anthony woke up in a lush, green apple orchard with Ian was nowhere in sight. ''Ian?'' Anthony tried to stand on his feet, but immediatly fell back down. "What the hell? Why can't I stand up right?"

He gradually rose up again, trying to adjust to this  odd feeling he had. Once he succeeded in standing, he looked down and realized he hads hooves. "Ah!'' Flustered, Anthony scrambled backwards, knocking into an apple tree. He slid onto the ground. "Dammit, that hurt!" Anthony whined as he was rubbed the back of his head to ease the pain.

Just then, a light orange pony wearing a cowboy hat galloped up to him. "Oh mah, what happened to ya feller?" Anthony just sat on the grass, quivering. "Yer not from 'round here, are ya? Ah've never seen ya 'round Ponyville 'fore."

Anthony caught his breathe and screamed "Oh my god! You can talk?!"

Taken back by the odd question, the country accented mare answered, "Um... 'course Ah can talk. Ah'm a pony, ain't Ah? Ma name's Applejack by the way."

Anthony couldn't believe his eyes or ears, especially because they weren't even his. "I'm so confused... what the hell's going on here, and where am I, and why are you talking?! You're a pony. Ponies can't talk! Wait! Is this a dream?" Anthony's flurry of questions and spastic remarks ended once he started to hyperventilate.

"Well look at you wise colt; you're uh pony too... well more like a pegasus. This ain't no dream neither. You're actually in Ponyville," snapped Applejack.

At that moment, Anthony's mind was blown as he comprehended his entire situation.''What? There's no way this is happening!" Enraged with confusion, Anthony banged on the tree he was leaning against, causing a dozen of apples to bombard his head. "Fuck, my head..." Anthony murmured as he collapsed.

~~~~~

Waking up for a second time, Anthony found himself in a barn. He was resting on a bed of hay with a soothing ice pack planted on top of his head. "Oh, my head," Anthony groaned.

"Oh, yer awake!" Applejack exclaimed from beside the bed. "Feelin' any better?"

Realizing that none of this was a dream, Anthony calmly asked, ''Do you have a mirror I could look at?"

"Sure,'' replied Applejack. She promptly bought a mirror over to Anthony and he couldn't belive his reflection.

"I-is that me?'' Anthony questioned timidly.

"'Course that's you. How could ya not recognize yer own reflection?" Applejack assured.

Anthony gazed into the mirror, and spied a pegasus with a coal black mane, brilliant brown fur and a glorious pair of wings. That was him. "Whoa!'' Anthony fell out of the bed and toppeled onto the floor.

"Are you ok?!" Applejack asked, surprised by Anthony's reaction.

"Yeah, I'm fine," said Anthony massaging his joints as he rose.

"I never got yer name," Applejack mentioned.

"Oh right. My name's Anthony Padilla."

"Anthony Padilla? Is that some type of bread or something?" Applejack giggled while Anthony only smirked at her remark. "No offense, but that's jus' a pretty unusual name fer somepony to have. Does it have somethan' ta do with yer family or cutie mark or somethan'?" Applejack questioned.

"Cutie mark? What's that?"

Thrown back by Anthony's complete ignorance of pony anatomy, Applejack explained, "Ya know, a cutie mark? It's what appears on everypony's flank when they find thier true talent. Don't ya have one?"

Anthony looked at his hip, only to find patches of brown fur. Anthony shook his head.

"Oh ma..." Applejack whispered.

"What? Why's it so bad that I don't have one?" Anthony asked.

"Well," Applejack began."Everypony experinces a time in their life when they find thier true potential, and they get a cutie mark showing that potential. Surely ya should have one, but fer some odd reason ya don't."

As Applejack concluded her explanation, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle skipped into the barn. "Howdy big sis! Whose yer friend there?" Apple Bloom asked giddily.

"This is Anthony," Applejack introduced, gesturing to him with a hoof. "Ah found him in disoriented in the apple orchard, so Ah brought him back here to rest fer a spell."

"Well its mighty fine meetin' ya Mr.Anthony! Ah'm Apple Bloom!" The schoolfilly pointed a hoof at her friends, and added, "That's Scootaloo, and that's Sweetie Belle, and together we are..."

"The Cutie Mark Crusaders!" all three of the fillies hollered at the same time.

"Uh... well it's very nice to meet you guys," greeted Anthony. "But What are the cutie mark crusaders? Do you not like the Pope or something?" Anthony asked.

The three children didn't know what Anthony meant by "Pope", but they brushed it off. "Because we are the only three ponies left in our class that haven't got our cutie marks yet, we have joined forces to try as many things as we can until we each earn our cutie marks. As you can see, we haven't succeeded yet." Apple Bloom pouted. Apple Bloom noticed the absence on Anthony's flank and asked, "Hey sis, why doesn't Anthony have his cutie mark? Shouldn't he have one by now?"

"Ah know. That's what Ah'm tryin' to figure out. Maybe Twilight can help us." Extending a hoof out to assist Anthony with getting off the bed, Applejack said, "Come on Anthony. We're gonna solve the mystery of your missin' cutie mark!''

They cantered out the barn door, racing towards the Ponyville library. Anthony didn't worry as much about his cutie mark as much as the other ponies did, for his missing friend still lingered in his mind.

~~~~~

Meanwhile, in a bright, serene meadow right outside of Ponyville, Ian just laid unconscious for a few minutes before coming to.  "Oh... my head'' Ian mumbled painfully. The first thing Ian caught sight of was a bunny that was looming over him. Grinning at the adorably fluffy white hare, Ian questioned, "Are you lost little bunny?"

Just then, a pegasus landed a couple feet away from Ian. "Angel, there you are. Please, don't ever wonder off again!" the meek pegasus softly asserted.

"Whoa you can talk?!" Ian energetically exclaimed.

The light-yellow mare stepped back slightly, startled by Ian's outburst. "Uh... y-yes. Everypony can talk. You must have hit your head pretty hard. Here, let me carry you on my back," the pegasus sweetly offered.

A free pegasus ride! Ian thought. There's no way I'm passing this up!

Fluttershy grunted Ian wrapped his hooves around her body. Slowly, Fluttershy ascended off the grassy floor.

"Thanks by the way," Ian said as he peered down at the colorfully cartoon scenery. "What's your name anyway talking pony lady?"

Fluttershy giggled quietly at Ian's almost childish word choice. "My name is Fluttershy."

Well no wonder...

"I'm Ian."

"Are you from outside Equestria, like Japen?" Fluttershy questioned. "I've never heard of a unicorn with such a strange name before."

After hearing Fluttershy's comment, Ian reached up to his head. The horn horn on his forehead confirmed what Fluttershy had said."I"m a unicorn! Fuck yeah!!!!" Ian's cheering spooked Fluttershy, causing her to drop Ian. "Ouch, my back!" cried Ian as he writhed on a sea of foliage.

"O-oh, I'm so sorry!" Fluttershy apologized, swooping to the ground to pick Ian back up.

"It's fine." Ian said as he stood up to hop back on Fluttershy."I've been through worse during Food Battles." Leaving Fluttershy clueless as to what a "Food Battle" was, Ian questioned. "So where are we going anyway, Fluttershy?"

"We are going to Ponyville," replied Fluttershy. "I need to get you looked at properly." Making sure he was on safely this time, the two resumed their flight into town.

TO BE CONTINUED...