Title:           The trip
Author:          aaronamethyst
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First Edit:      Sunday 10th of August 2014 06:51:13 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 10th of August 2014 06:51:13 PM CDT

>you are Eventide
>your dad convinced you that you needed to meet the rest of your people
>'your people' being other satyrkin
>your brain was racked with fears and oddly driven thoughts
>what if they thought you were evil?
>what if they thought you were a monster?
>...
>what if they didn't like your hair?!
>such awful things should not be thought
>"Eventide, sweetie?"
>shit, was it time already?
"Yes, dad?"
>you hear him clambering up the stairs
>he gives a soft knock before poking his woodsy, bearded face into the room
>"Your mother would like to have a few words with you before we leave, ok?"
>his face is beaming with excitement and pride
>"My little girl is meeting the herd, this is great!"
>you curtsy sheepishly, giggling with pure joy
>you hug your dad before making your way to mom
>she's calmly sitting at the kitchen table, eating a bowl of soup
>she has worry in her eyes as she looks upon you, forming a weak smile
>"Good evening, Eventide."
>she leans forward, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead
>she seems to be sitting on eggshells, wondering how to word her thoughts
>you watch her mouth open and close in attempts to speak
"Mom, is everything ok?"
>"No, not at all." Her words rush out
>she's looking at you, a new level of trepidation lathering her person
>then, her expression softens
>she notices the way you've done up your hair
>calmly, she brushes your bang away from your eye
>she bites her bottom lip, trying to stop it from quivering
>unsuccessfully
>she begins to flood tears, your own lip wiggling from the display
>your mother wraps her forelegs around you, babbling of war and her past or something
>finally, it ends with
>"Be safe, my burning passion fruit."
>she has you in her clutches, hugging you tighter than ever
>her grip loosens, causing you to look up
>your father's hand is on her shoulder
"Dad?"
>he looks at you and simply winks
>"Shimmer, honey, it's time for me and Eventide to start heading out."
>your mother nods, wiping her face and looking at you one last time
>"One last thing... try and avoid Twilight Sparkle."
 
>the trip to the train was an odd one
>your dad handed you a hoodie and a cap, insisting you hide as best as you can
>it's particularly difficult to hide that you were a satyr
>apparently, that didn't matter
>as you went to buy the tickets, the pony in the booth had already prepared a few words
>"Wow! You're one of those satyrlings, eh?"
"Y-yes sir."
>"You're might cute! Here, second ticket is on me. Enjoy your trip!"
>as odd as that was, it didn't particularly bother you
>as you sat on the train now, drumming on your legs, dad just kept smiling at you
>but a loud voice made you jump out of your legs
>"Quit the goddamn tapping already!"
"S-sorry ma'am."
>a seat creaks as the person stands tall
>really tall
>holy shit, another satyr
>you can tell she had the exact same thought as she stood there looking at you, her mouth agape
>"...Who're you?"
"What's that matter to you?"
>"You're like me, but I've never seen you before. Now, who the hell are you?"
>Dad stares daggers through her
>"Why don't you come and sit with us, Alex."
>in shock, the gryphon half-breed obeys, tucking her hands in her lap
>her race was red with embarrassment
>"How do you know my name?"
>your dad sinks back, relaxed once more
>"I write to the other humans around Equestria. It's how I get the news."
>you notice Alex twiddling her thumbs
>"How's Gilda? Is she still a raging cunt?"
>Alex's head snaps up, nose scrunched in rage
>Dad wiggles his finger at her, and she deflates
>she slumps, arms crossed
>"...Where do you think I get it from?"
>Dad sighs and pats your back
>"I'm going to the bathroom. Don't fight while I'm gone."
>watching him walk away was like your boss at your full-time desk job telling you you needed to stay late today, just because
>turning back around, Alex isn't scowling at you
>instead, her eyes are widened and curious
>"So who's daughter are you?"
"Ever heard of Sunset Shimmer?"
>"You mean Celestia's old student, Sunset Shimmer?"
>you nod, worried about what she'd say next
>"I thought she disappeared, never to return!"
>you let out a bellow of relief
"She was, but she came back in hiding."
>Alex pounces to the seat beside you
>literally a cat
>"Can you tell me the whole story?"
>you have to smile now
"Of course. It's a pretty long train ride."
 
>the rest of the train ride was really pleasant
>you and Alex exchanged any info you could
>she told you you had to meet her friends Kimmy and Mera
>you hoped you would one day
>you even received a fist bump as you exited the train
>...is this what it's like to have friends?
>you couldn't hold back a giggle
>"Alright," your dad began. "From what I know, we should go to Sweet Apple Acres. Making ties with them almost guarantees..."
>he trails off, eyes locked on something
>following his gaze, you realize it's someone, not something
>a purple unicorn and her satyr daughter, you assumed
>"Twilight... Glimmer..."
>he was in a state of fear and shock
>the purple unicorn's horn began to glow as she stepped forward, baring her teeth at your father
>"Glimmer, stand back."
 
>sitting on your couch, you felt pretty embarrassed
>you mother couldn't stop pacing
>she kept nervously looking at the royal guardspony that brought you and Dad here
>"I fucking warned you."