Crossed Roads and Crossed Hearts

He sat down where he was, but first brushed away crumbled piece of paper. And I in turn did nothing, but stare. Study really. His eyes were a piercing green, like the color of moss, but a lighter shade. And the knight was so different then what I thought they looked like. Aunt Silver Lining had said they wore silver armor and had dark, ever searching eyes. What I had seen in the nightmares after that story were great silver giants with a dragon's claws and fiery breath. And the eyes of the knights in my dreams were black with no whites and seemed like they were always looking around. Studying just as I was.

His voice broke my thoughts as he said quietly, "Are you real?"

I wasn't sure how to answer him. For one I was scared, frightened out of mind. Knights were dangerous, but this one. This one looked innocent, looked kind like a pony. So softly I said, quietly I said, "I-I-I think so."

I closed my eyes and winced, and heard him say, "It's alright I won't hurt you."

I opened my eyes and saw him reach out his clawlike hand and say, "Hi my name is Caleb." I wasn't sure what to do, but he let his clawlike hand fall. I wasn't sure if I could believe his words, but his eyes were soft and gentle.

"How do you know who I am?" I asked quietly, then looked down with a small tear rolling down my cheek.

At first he said nothing; the silence thick and heavy like fog. But after few minutes he said, "I've seen you before."

I shook my head and blinked, "Where?"

He rubbed the back of his head with his claw and said slowly, "Oh boy, how am I going to explain this?"

He opened his mouth, but didn't speak as there was a loud beeping from beyond his body. I shrunk back and heard some shouting , but the words were masked by the distance. Caleb got up and turned around. When he turned back, his eyes were wide and fearful.

"This bad, this is bad," he said.

"What?" I asked, coming out from the space behind the dumpster.

"Okay, we gotta get you outta here," he said, and then contiuned saying, "Follow me." And then he went off down the alley.

I wasn't sure what to do, except follow. He was the only one I had here. Plus, I was curious to know how he knew me.

He moved quickly down the alley and I trotted next to him. We were silent; him guiding and me watching my hooves as I walked. After a while I looked at him as he looked up and down the seemingly endless series of stone hallways.

Quietly I asked, "Why did we have to leave?" He stopped and looked at me, take in a breath and then turning back to guide us through the labyrinth.

"There were some garbage men coming for the dumpster," he said.

In confusion, I asked, "What are garbage men?"

"Oh, ah sorry. I forgot where your from," he said, "They take the garbage out of dumpsters and take it away."

"Oh," I said, but not really getting what he meant. But before I could dwell on it I heard him say "Yes." I looked up from my hooves and saw a winding metal staircase leading to a top floor of a large stone house. Caleb started walking up the stairs, looking back once to beckon me up the stairs.

I followed him slowly my eyes on the stone ground as my thoughts whirled around me like a tornado. How did he know me? Why did those other knights know about Equestria? How did I get here away? Suddenly I felt a soft bump as I ran into Caleb.

"Huh," he said and turned causing me to fall backwards, tripping over my own hooves. I waited for impact from the metal, but all I felt was a grip on my hoof. Opening my eyes, I saw Caleb had grabbed my leg and was setting it down after I righted myself.

"We're here," he said and then opened a glass door that was on a porch by the stairs. Moving it open with my hoof I saw room. The walls were brown as with the floor that was carpeted. My eyes scanned the room as I walked in and as Caleb closed the door behind me. It was scattered with empty food contaniers and clothes and had an old green/brown couch in the middle.

Caleb stepped out from behind me and spread his arms, "Welcome to Casa de Caleb," he said and then plopped on the couch. I stayed where I was and then he asked awkwardly, "You wanna sit down?" He patted a seat next to him on the couch. My eyes widened and I shook my head, sitting where I was.

After a few awkward moments he said, "So let me just ask; how did you get here?"

I thought for a moment and replied, "I don't know."

"Oh."

We sat silently and I swallowed saying the question I had been thinking all this time. "How do you know me, really?"

He swallowed and said, "You sure your comfortable?" I nodded and he contiuned, "Just making sure."

He sat up and started explaining, "I few years ago I started watching this show called, My Little Pony and your in it."

I blinked and said, "What?"

"I'm not done," he said, "You see there's this show and it's called My Little Pony and you and your friends are in it."

"You just said that," I said, getting a bit, a tiny, tiny bit annoyed with his bluntness.

"How about I show you?" he said. Before I could answer he grabbed a flat box-like thing and opened it. It lit up and he started clicking away at it.

"Almost ready," he said looking up from the box and afterward muttering, "Stupid buffering."

"Here we go," he said and turned the box around showing us. I drew back, but kept watching. It was a song, but I didn't catch the words. I saw Twilight and me and Rarity and everyone, even Princess Celestia. It lasted no more than a minute, maybe less.

"How is, how is this possible?" I said after it finished.

"Well, it's all develop and created by-"

"No!" I shouted and than swallowed lowering my voice saying, "I just meant how can this all be real? If this is a show like you say than how am I real?"

"I don't know," he said.

I don't know either. I thought.