- >You are Celestia, and right now you are stuck with making a decision.
- >Do you risk getting close enough to read his dreams or sit around waiting to get to Ponyville?
- >Looking out the window was effective for all of 2 minutes, but you quickly got bored.
- >You made up your mind.
- >Just a little peak couldn’t hurt. No, how could he find out?
- >As you get op, and stretch your legs, you slowly begin inching your way to him.
- >You heart was pounding a mile a minute as you took the last few steps.
- >When you stood over him, your vision blurred as you came closer to him.
- >right before your horn touched his head; he opened his eyes and stared straight at you.
- >The only time you have felt this much fear is the last time he got free from stone.
- >You are Anonymous, and you just got done with a discussion with discord.
- >He explained to you that should you wake up to something you aren’t happy with, make yourself happy with the situation.
- >Shaking the sleep from your body, you peek your eyes open slightly and see something that had you a little uneasy.
- >Celestia is hovering over you mere inches from your face.
- >This gives you an idea.
- >You open your eyes and stare at her boldly.
- >Eyes never moving, she stairs right back at yours.
- >She must be petrified right about now.
- >Her eyes were so steady that she didn’t see you moving your arms.
- >You reach out to her face.
- >You are Celestia and Anonymous just tapped you on the nose.
- >He yelled “BOOP” and tapped you on the nose.
- >You jumped back a good 3 feet and screamed like a little filly.
- “Now Celestia, what did I tell you about getting that close to me?”
- >She really looks scared right about now, she has taken a seat at the opposite end of the carriage, diagonal to you.
- >Her back pressed against the window as you stare at her with a crooked smile.
- >”I- I- I-m sor- sorry Anonymous, I don’t know what came over me.”
- >You continue to stare deep into her eyes.
- “Last warning, just remember that.”
- >And on that note, you take notice to a rough patch of turbulence.
- >Looking out the window, you see green and brown approaching.
- >As the mixture of color came closer and closer you could start making out details.
- >You were landing, and rather fast.
- >You descent took mere seconds as you braced for impact, you were surprised when you were given a soft thud rather than the heavy thump you were expecting.
- >Getting on your feet was difficult due to your legs falling asleep from the position you were sitting in.
- >You go to unlatch the door, but someone beats you to it.
- >The door comes flying open and you are greeted by 2 guards.
- >As you step down from the Chariot, you take in your surroundings.
- >You stand in the middle of a grassy pasture, with forest on 3 of the 4 sides.
- >Wild flowers are in abundance, and the aroma resembles that of a candle store you once walked by back home.
- >All though overpowering at first, you quickly adjusted to the heavy cinnamon and maple smelling air.
- >Many different looking creatures fluttered about, like birds and butterflies.
- >A particular butterfly catches your eye, a light pink butterfly with a blue body was hovering a few inches from your face.
- >It gets pretty close to you before drifting away in another direction.
- >You decide to follow it, as It leads you to a out of place looking bush.
- >As you get closer to the bush, it starts to shudder.
- “Hello?”
- >?”EEP”
- >You get closer to the bush and pull it open and search for whatever made that noise.
- >As you pick open the shrub, you take notice to a yellow pony with a group of butterflies similar to the one that lead you to her on her butt.
- >You just now notice how so many of them have those things on their asses.
- >But right now you can’t be worrying about some tattoo fad, right now you are worried about the frail looking yellow pony quivering beneath you.
- “Are you hurt?”
- >?”EEP”
- “Can you talk?”
- >It just looks back at you unmoving.
- >You turn around and notice Celestia approaching.
- >Kindness, please remove yourself from the bush.”
- >The yellow pony does as she says and relocates herself close to Celestia, but far from you.
- >You are about to ask if she is afraid of you, but you are beaten to it.
- >C” There is no reason to be afraid of Anonymous, he means no harm.”
- >?”Oh, well if you say so.”
- >That voice just made your heart melt. So meek, so timid.
- >It’s like she was afraid to let go of any words.
- >You approach the two of them, and the yellow one hides behind her hair, but you can’t tell if it’s from embarrassment or because she is scared.
- “So, what is your name?”
- >She mumbles something so quiet you can’t make it out.
- “Huh?”
- >?”Flut----“
- “Fluttersheet?”
- >There she goes hiding behind her hair again.
- >”Fluttershy”
- “Well that fits you well, I am Anonymous, and as Celestia said, I mean no harm.”
- >You extend a hand to her, and she flinches.
- “No, you are supposed to shake it.”
- >Hesitantly, she extends her hoof, and meets your hand.
- >Very lightly you shake her hand, afraid that you might scare her, or even hurt her.
- “Well nice to meet you.”
- >”T-thank you.”
- >You turn to Celestia and say.
- “So, where are we going now?”
- >C: “Well, I suppose I should take you to go see twilight, and let you get situated in there.”
- “Lead the way.”
- >You say goodbye to Fluttershy and take your leave behind Celestia.
- >After a short walk, you find yourself exiting a forest into a small town.
- >The town is full of oddly shaped dwellings, paved roads of mixed size rock and marble.
- >The street lights are dimmed for now, because it is day time, but still are lit.
- >You approach a large building, It looks like a gingerbread house.
- >peering through the window, you see a pink pony with a smile ear to ear.
- >She is looking right at you, and quite frankly its pretty creepy.
- >You blink and she is gone. Turning to Celestia, you take notice that the pony that was just staring at you from inside the building is now staring at you from next to Celestia.
- >You jump out of fright; something about that smile is just terrifying.
- “How did- you were- wat.”
- >?”HelloIamPinkiePiewhoareyou?”
- “Come again?”
- >?”I am Pinkie Pie who are you?”
- >How she can talk while her smile is that wide baffles and confuses you.
- >Now, the small group that was the Pinkie Pie and Celestia was slowly growing into a crowd.
- >You aren’t claustrophobic, but when you are sounded by this many people, you get a little nervous .
- >All eyes are on you, and you can feel anxiety flowing over you.
- >Celestia must be able to tell, because a mere instant before you would have screamed out, a white light broke out around you and you blacked out.
- >When you come to, you are sitting in a chair much to small for you, with your feet propped up on a pile of books.
- >The smell of old books was never one you enjoyed, but it seemed to be abundant here.
- >Looking around the dimly lit room, you take notice to Celestia and a purple pony sitting at a table.
- >You get up and stretch your legs, almost falling over due to blood rush and the low celling.
- >Hobbling your way over to the table, you greet them and pull out a chair.
- >As you glide to your seat, you see the purple pony staring at you with strange interest.
- “Um… is there something wrong?”
- >?”Nothing wrong at all, I just have never seen something like you before.”
- “So, what is your name?”
- >?”Call me Twilight.”
- >You remember that shitty movie that Rachel had dragged you to see, and fell a little upset when she is brought back into focus.
- >T”Is something wrong…?”
- “No, it’s fine, and Call me Anonymous.”
- “So, what time is it?”
- >T” About 9:30. You’ve been out for a while. I wonder if magic has a different effect on you I am going to have to test that out tomorrow we have a lot to test tomorrow…”
- “Not now, I need something to eat.”
- >T” Do you like eggs?”
- “Can you fry them?”
- >T “Like no one else.”
- >You are going to like this mare.
- “2 please.”
- >She gets up and makes her way to what you would assume is the kitchen.
- >Shortly thereafter, you smell eggs cooking, and start salivating immensely.
- >You turn to Celestia and break into some small talk.
- “So, what will I be doing here?”
- >”Well, you are going to make some friends around here, try and let me know how it’s working. When I have collected enough data, you will be free to live out your life how you see fit.”
- “So what, until you I have enough friends, I am forced to do your bidding?”
- >”Not at all, you don’t /have/ to make friends, but it would make your life easier, but if you do send me reports, when you are done I will pay for your living.”
- >Hmm, now do you want to be her bitch and live a good life or spite her?
- “I’ll think about it.”
- >With that note, Twilight walked in with 3 plates of food in a magic tractor beam.
- >You grab yours out of the air and dig in.
- >The amount of time it took for you to devour that meal would make unbrony jealous.
- “That was delicious Twilight, did you put cinnamon on the eggs?”
- >She giggles and shakes her head yes.
- >You are feeling like you did after thanksgiving dinner, a food coma coming on strong.
- “So, Twilight, where am I going to be sleeping?”
- >She points at a ladder with her hoof.
- “On the roof?”
- >She gigglesnorts and responds “No silly, in my bedroom. I have a spare bed made for you.
- >You are going to be sleeping in the same room as one of them.
- >That’s not weird or anything.
- “Alright, well im going to check out for the night, I’ll get back to you somehow Celestia. Goodnight Twilight.”
- >You excuse yourself and climb the ladder.
- >About half way up it dawned on you that ponies were using ladders.
- >But you were too tired to care about logic holes at the moment.
- >There are two beds in this room, and a basket in the middle.
- >A few candles dimly light the room, and the smell of books has faded into more of an arid smoke and candlewax.
- >You drop your pants and fold them, placing them gently on the foot of your bed.
- >This bed was not even close to as good as the one you had at the castle, but it didn’t matter In your current state of tired.
- >Your head hit the pillow and your mind hit the void.
- >Cue ominously soothing voice.
- >”Now that you are where I need you to be, you need to get started.”
- >”Oh, and good job with the banana peel, love the oldies.”
- “Yeah, whatever can I dream for once pleae?
- >”Never any fun with you is there?”
- “Nope.”
- >And with that, the dreaming commences.
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