>You feel a hard thud as you hit the ground.
>The fall takes the wind out of you as you lie there, dazed and stunned unable to recall what exactly just happened.
>Memories of you walking home are hazy plus the rising churning feeling in your gut isn't helping matters.
>You look yourself over to ensure you're not hurt.
>No scrapes, bruises or cuts.
>Shirt is still intact.
>Blue jeans are fine
>Red sneakers are looking good as new still.
>So, unless you've got internal bleeding somehow, you're in the clear. You let out a sigh of relief as you slowly climb to your feet.
>Your lungs haven't quite gotten all the air back from the fall so you're overwhelmed with a dizzy and disorienting feeling as you ride. It takes a moment but your head eventually straightens itself out allowing you check out where you fell.
>And your first thoughts are to get your eyes check.
>Everything is colourful.
>VERY colourful. The bright, cheery colours almost strain your eyes to look at for too long.
>There's some bizzare, barnyard themed homes all around you. Straw rooves, wooden frames and the same, simplistic theme on them all aside from a tree that looks to have been made into a home and a gingerbread house that seems to come straight out of the Hanzel and Gretel story.
>A small part of you is curious if a witch, or at least an old lady lives there as you try to decide what the hell to do in this new, bizzaro-world.
 
///Looking around was the majority vote.
 
>From the looks of things you're in a town square.
>In the centre stands a tall, circular building that's brown and tan. It's as plan as any other building here but it has an official look too it.
>Any nearby house is distance a short length away and there seem to be only two paths leading in opposite directions. From one, you can see a farm while the other leads to what you'd guess is a forest.
>Or some kind of treeline.
>You walk closer to the centre building and now you can see a few more homes that stand out from the rest.
>The gingerbread home and tree house as well as a circular home that resembles a doll house in some ways.
>A couple stalls are also set up, but they appear deserted. There's not a soul in sight so as a cold breeze blows through, you feel a chill.
>You nervously rub the goose bumps on your arm as you look around more.
>There doesn't seem to be much else of interest in the town.
>In the window of one home, you notice a head pop away. You go to call out but a creature steps out, curiously eyeing you with its head tilted.
>More and more of them begin to step out of the safety of their homes now.
>They all seem to murmur to each other and most of them look just as curious and confused as you are.
>Ponies would probably the most accurate description, each one is a different colour and mane style from the rest while a couple have some kind of an accessory on.
>Things like bow ties or cowboy hats.
>They don't really seem to stand out from one another as they all huddle in groups, unsure about what to do.
 
///Say hi then go to the tall, circular building.
 
>You begin to feel more and more uneasy as you watch more and more ponies step out from their homes.
>Still none of them try coming near you which just makes it creepier. Having all these ponies just watch.
>You awkwardly raise one hand and wave.
"Hi," you mutter.
>One little filly waves back excitedly before their parent pulls them inside away from the creepy newcomer.
>There are too many eyes are on you and you need to fix that. Now.
>With the tall circular building being the closest, you hastily step inside.
>The smell of wood and hay greet your sense as you step indoors. Inside is nothing more than an office.
>There's a counter, some desks behind that stacked with papers, quills and stamps in a rather unorganised fashion.
>Whatever this place is, it's got to have some around who can help you.
>At least, you hope.
"Hello?" You call out.
>At first, it seems only you and your echo are here but suddenly a mare with a grey mane and a sandy tan coat pops up from underneath a pile of paperwork.
>"Oh, sorry," she calls out she shuffles through paper to gain freedom, "Just a moment... All these forms for the... upcoming festival are--"
>She seems quite flustered, her hair resembles bed hair, her collar is crooked and the bags under here eyes look more like suitcases.
>She arrives at the counter before balancing some glasses on her nose so she can see you properly.
>You wait as she blinks continuously.
>Slowly, her eyes widen.
>"I-I... What..."
"Uh, yeah. So, it seems I'm lost. I kind of, somehow, woke up in the middle of your town."
>She holds her pose, frozen almost as your words ring through her.
>You may have broken her.
>And for that, you feel a little bad.
>"Oh," she exclaims before burying her head into another pile of paper.
>Then she returns with a form in her mouth.
>"You'll need to fill this out if you're new to Equestria."
 
///Majority decided to fill in forms.
 
>Hesitantly, you take the form and look it over.
>It seems to be asking for simple details, names, sex, occupation and up the top of the page it's titled, "Notice of Intended Marriage."
>Your face feels flushed as you're overwhelmed with confusion.
>You were expecting a residency form, a visa or something along those lines.
>The mare places a quill and ink up on the counter for you before heading off to fix up a pile of paperwork.
>She hums to herself as you place the form down.
>Maybe she gave you the wrong form.
>Maybe she's just REALLY into bestiality.
>Would they even use the same word for that here?
>Is that kind of thing even accepted here?
>More importantly, why is this entire town populated entirely by ponies.
>As you race from question to question, the mare returns.
>"Is everything alright?"
"Y-Yeah... Just, uh... Shouldn't I know your name first before we... you know."
>"Oh, I'm Mayor Mare but why--OH! That's the wrong form. Sorry! It should be around here somewhere," she stutters as she scurries around the office, going from pile to pile.
>As you watch Mayor Mare nervously stumble over herself, you can't help but smile.
>"I didn't mean to give you that form."
"It's fine--"
>"I wasn't trying to suggest we--"
"Look, I was wondering if you knew--"
>"I'm sure you're a very nice..."
>She stops and looks over to you, one eyebrow raised as she examines you.
>"Now that I think about it... Just what ARE you?"
>"Mayor Mare! Is everything alright?" Cries another mare with a sky blue coat and multiple streaks of colour in her mane as she flies in.
>"Yes, everything is fine."
>The blue mare lands and breathes a sigh of relief.
>"We heard there was a monster in--"
>Then she notices you and screams before darting back up into the air, well out of your reach.
>"Is it safe?" She asks the mayor.
>"So far he hasn't eaten, threatened or attacked me so I'd say yes. He seems mannered enough."
>"What, as in, it talks?"
 
///Introduce yourself to the "blue mare whose name you don't know yet" and ask more questions about where you are and about Twilight
 
>The two of you walk in silence for a moment before you feel awkward enough to break it.
"I didn't catch your name earlier."
>"Oh? I'm Rainbow Dash," she states proudly.
"Cause of the hair?"
>"Yeah."
>And the quiet returns.
>She's clearly not interested in talking with you but you have too many questions to just stop talking because one mare is disinterested.
>Which is natural for someone who has arrived in a strange world they've never known of before.
"So.. You fly? That's pretty cool," you comment, hoping to incite conversation.
>"Well yeah... I'm a pegasus. Haven't you ever seen one before?" She replies in disbelief.
"No, they don't even exist where I'm from."
>"Huh... Interesting..."
"Yeah..."
>This time you decide to stay quiet and look at your shoes as you walk.
>"Hey... Do you wanna race or something? It's just to the treehouse over there."
>You look up to the tree house and grin.
"Sure, I'm not one to turn down a race."
>"One-Two-Three-GO!" Dash hastily shouts before flying as fast as her wings can carry her.
>Her headstart catches you off guard for a moment but you're quickly on her tail.
>"You're pretty quick."
"And you're too slow," you retort as you pull in for the lead.
>You think you hear her shout what as you kick it into overdrive and arrive at the tree house first.
>A dumbfounded dash is right behind you as you try catching your breath.
>"What the hay? Nopony has ever beaten me in a race before!"
"Step it up, I'm not a pony."
>"So, I never caught your name earlier."
"You didn't? Heh, I'm Sonic the Hedgehog!"