“So… do you think you can help me out here Twilight?”
 
>Holding the small black rectangular device out towards her, it becomes enveloped in a purple aura and floats gently from your grasp.
 
>”Hmm, well if it operates the way you say it does… I think if I were to replace the power cell with something that can hold a magical charge I might be able to get it working again. But what should I use…” She turns from you going off into her own world, scribbling notes on the chalk board behind her while floating a couple old looking books over to a nearby desk.
 
>You can’t help but feel a small rush of adrenaline at the thought of bringing back to life a piece of your earth tech.
 
>You silently question to yourself as to how Twilight knew exactly where each book she needed was so quickly.
 
>She was already levitating one back to it's home on the shelf and replacing it with another in the short time that had passed.
 
>Standing there watching Twilight fly through page after page jotting down more notes on her board, you could feel a small smile creep up on to your face.
 
>You haven’t been here for a little more than a month now and the ponies have been nothing but nice to you.
 
>All of them warmly greeted you after it was cleared up that you weren't dangerous, some of the greetings perhaps were a bit to “warm”.
 
>Celestia, the eldest of the two princesses in this land, had hooked you up with a nice cottage in Ponyville which she offered to you free of charge, but you wouldn't let that fly so you pay as much rent as she let you.
 
>This does leave you a chunk of dosh to use however you want, if you only knew what you wanted to do with it though.
 
>The job you got to supply said dosh was an simple one, working in the back of a local dive as a dishwasher/cook, it was no grand appointment by any means but it paid for your meager bills.
 
>Twilight catches your attention as she turns back around to you and begins talking.
 
>”Alright Anonymous, I can replace the power cell with a crystalline plate I’ll ask Rarity to create later. Its design is pretty simple, so if she makes it tonight I can probably get this –thing- back to you tomorrow sometime.” She stated confidently, waving the small device around accentuating –thing- with a look of curiosity.
 
“Really?! That soon?!" You reply probably a bit too excited, but fuck inhibitions right now!
 
>”Yeah, it won’t be that har-AHH!” She yelps surprised by the sudden embrace you’d put her in.
 
“Thank you! You’re amazing Twilight!” You laugh out while scooping Twilight off the ground into a big hug.
 
>”I-i-it’s no p-problem at all A-anonymous, so umm could you please put me d-down? She stammers out her words while squirming her small body around in your arms.
 
“Oh! Sorry Twilight. Just got a bit over excited I guess.” You laugh out as you lean down releasing the purple unicorn who slouches back onto her haunches, a light blush coloring her cheeks as she gazes back up at you.
 
>Damn, she's really cute looking when she's flustered.
 
>Locking eyes with Twilight, the light pink glow still refuses to leave her cheeks… and is that… drool?
 
>What the hell did you do! Well, this is beginning to feel more awkward than that time you had to ask your dad to help you because got your dick caught in a…
 
>Wait! Shut the fuck up! We repressed that shit for a reason! Anyways… You didn't really mean to embarrass the poor girl... err mare?
 
>A few more seconds pass and a single drip of drool finally hits the floor.
 
>So… just how the fuck do ponies even blush anyways? They have fur for crying out loud!
 
>Ehh let’s just go with the old its magic accept it. Yeah, that sounds good enough to you.
 
>Not being able to stand the silence or the slowly growing puddle at Twilight’s hooves anymore, you decide to break the silence by clearing your throat.
 
>This luckily does the trick as Twilight seems to come back out of her trance with a slight jerk, breaking away the chain of drool hanging from her lip.
 
>”Hu-what? Oh umm anyways Anonymo-“
 
“Anon.” You cut her off mid-sentence.
 
>She raises an eyebrow and tilts her head slightly looking for an explanation of what you said.
 
“You can call me Anon, I’d prefer it if you would anyways. It just seems a lot more… I don’t know how to put it… Me I guess?”
 
>”Ah, alright then Anon. But anyways, I’ll have Spike get you tomorrow once I’m done installing the new power cell in your umm…” Lifting the device up once again as she looks it over trying to find something she could use as a name for the mysterious object.
 
“It’s a Cellphone; back on Earth it was a pretty common thing to have one. We humans used it as a way to communicate with each other when we couldn't be face to face. Well… most did, I ended up using mine mostly for music and pictures.” You explain.
 
>”I see, interesting Anon. You’ll have to tell me more about these cellphones next time then. Promise?” Smiling with a almost longing look in her eyes.
 
>Are you really even going to consider denying that request? What are you? An asshole?
 
“Sure Twilight, I’ll tell you all you want to know about cellphones next tim-“You feel a sudden odd chill run down your spine making you to halt mid-sentence.
 
>The hell was that? Brain what gives? Do I need to shit or something? Last time you pulled this stunt was in the 3rd grade.
 
>I swear to god if you shit our pants I’ll track down some paint thinner and kill off a couple hundred cells!
 
>You look back at Twilight and slowly come to terms with the error you had made.
 
>She had donned the biggest grin you’ve ever seen, which is only accentuated by how freakishly wide her eyes were.
 
>And then it clicked...
 
>Twilight was probably the biggest egghead you had ever met before here in Equestria... no wait scratch that. She was the biggest egghead you've met in your life!
 
>This mare would have spent a full fucking day questioning you about human bowel movements if you had of let her, and now you go and agree to tell her ALL she wants to fucking know about something!
 
>You don't even have a chance to retort, as Twilight was now practically shoving you out the front door.
 
>”K C U 2MRW ANON!” She spews out as you stumble out onto the door step of the library.
 
>You turn around to see her already jumping back inside.
 
“Twilight, hold up one sec.” You call out before she gets to close the door.
 
>”What Anon, I have a lot of worrorr…” her words trail off as she closes her eyes and leans into your hand.
 
“Thanks again for helping me; it really means a lot to me Twilight, more than I can ever thank you for.”
 
>Removing you hand from behind the ear you’d scratched, it was the least you could do to show your gratitude.
 
>Bit of a gamble though, you had no clue as to if ponies would like it or not here. Looks like you hit the jackpot though.
 
>”Anytime Anom… itz mah pleazure.” Twilight exhales slowly with a sigh coming down from her little high.
 
>You always had the slight feeling since you first met Twilight that she was a bit sheltered, and today had confirmed those suspicions.
 
>It was fun though to push her buttons like this; after all, the more pure something is the more fun it is to corrupt right?
 
>Wait, what the actual fuck did you just think? Maybe you should have gone to those classes mom had told you about on Sundays after all...
 
>You hear Twilight speak and snap back from your internal conflict on the subject of corruption.
 
>Blush had once again taken residence on her cheeks, but this time she seemed to be looking anywhere but at you.
 
>You probably embarrassed her too much with that, now you definitely feel like a dick.
 
>”Would you mind, doing that again once I fix your phone tomorrow? I don’t believe I’ve ever felt that sensation before and I’d um like to take some notes on it.” She asked quietly finally meeting your eyes with a small cheesy smile.
 
>Jeez now you're beginning to feel slightly embarrassed here.
 
>Hmm lets just be careful how you answer this; just take a second think this throu-
 
“Sure, I don’t see why not.”
 
>OH COME ON, WHAT THE FUCK MOUTH!
 
>God... Mom always did say you ran mouth faster than you could process what came out of it sometimes, but damn. Guess you have to own up to it now.
 
>”Really?! Yo-you’re okay with that?” Twilight stammers out, surprised at your answer.
 
“Heh sure why not Twilight. I mean it’s the least I can do since you’re helping me so much. If its notes you want, its notes you’ll get.” You end your sentence with a another lighthearted laugh, much to the mini purple mares liking.
 
>Both of you exchange your final goodbyes for the evening and you finally depart for home.
 
>The sun setting over the horizon let you know it was time as well, waving at familiar faces along the way to your home near the edge of town.
 
>A cool breeze rolls in almost ushering the night itself, its a little weird how pony weather is and all but they have it down to a science it seems.
 
>You round one last corner and you see your destination come into view, it wasn’t anything grand but it was exponentially better than the shit-hole apartment you had back on Earth.
 
>You’d actually grown to like your new abode, it had a decent sized living room, a kitchen, custom sized bath, and a simple bedroom.
 
>None of that wombo combo bullshit that your old place had.
 
>The rooms of the cottage seemed practically new when you first moved in, no doubt due to Celestia requesting this house be prepped for your rather “different” size needs.
 
>Always looking out for you that one was, you thought as you began washing some fruit off.
 
>It was pretty lucky that Celestia had been there when the guards first found as you left the Everfree Forest.
 
>Guess taking that left at that rock and stumbling out into the field turned out in your favor, even though it may have been the royal archery range during a exhibition.
 
>Those guards probably would of done away with you on the spot in any other situation, of course when you go a solid 4 days without food and water what else is to be expected other than incoherent ramblings of a mad man and screams of terror at the “talking horses” who found you.
 
>Celestia had even went so far as to put you up in a room in the castle for a few days to recoup, till Twilight could come escort you to Ponyville that is.
 
>Your dinner tonight had consisted of a simple fruit salad with some nuts mixed in; slowly coming to terms of a life without meat still made you cry for a burger at night but you figure you'll adjust...eventually...maybe...probably not.
 
>While cleaning up after dinner and preparing to turn in for the night your thoughts began to drift back to the first actual friend you had made in this pastel pony world.
 
>Wondering when you might or if you would even get a chance to see her again, you lie down in bed and pull the covers up.
 
>You mean she was a ruler after all, and you knew that meant she had a lot of responsibilities to attend to.
 
>But does that mean you’ll never see her again? You’d like to of thought you were friends at least, but who really knows.
 
>She could have just been very good at playing the part of the courteous hostess.
 
>You had really wanted to thank her properly though for all she did for you during your stay at the castle, whether it was faked or not.
 
>You’d also wanted to thank her for hinting that Twilight was the one that might be able to assist you in re-powering your phone.
 
>It was pretty impressive though that you managed to go 5 days on a half battery charge.
 
>Tactically creating a quick play-list of your favorite songs, and turning your phone on only at night to listen and sing them in your small room of the castle.
 
>Thank god you still had your headphones with you, portal magic couldn’t do shit to them in your pants pocket, other than tangle the ever loving shit out of them... but that's just normal magic that could happen even on Earth.
 
>She did seem to genuinely care though when you were depressed over it dying finally, so maybe it wasn’t all a façade after all?
 
>Even when you didn’t tell her exactly what tore you up so much about your phone dying, she never actually pressured you to tell her. She would only smile and assure you things would work out somehow.
 
>You could still picture that warm smile she would give you; it would almost give you the same feeling like mom's would.
 
>You turn over in bed readjusting yourself as you begin to reminisce of your life back on Earth.
 
>A couple more hours tick by and before you knew it sleep and come to claim you, leaving you with these memories of your mother to lull you off into what you would only hope to be a dreamless sleep.
 
>The last thing you wanted to do on such a nice day was spoil it with skeletons that refuse to stay in the closet after all.