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“So...it worked...he made it through...”
>If you could, you'ld be smiling right now.
>Somewhere within the shadows, you are watching.
>The Purple and Blue ones had no idea you were there.
>You took the slightest enjoyment watching the panic as they ran to and fro, tying down their new guest.
>Who are you? Well...The answer to that is one you stopped looking for centuries ago.
>You simply -are-.
>The Bipedal one fell into darkness once more.
>What thoughts pass through his feeble mind?
>Reaching through nothingness, you 'grasp' his consciousness
>Oh how you wish you could laugh at this....He dreams of the Equines cutting him...poking at him with all manner of devices...
>But, dreams and thoughts are never quite as satisfying as reality. At least, not to you.
>You have had years upon years to dream.
>Thats why you brought him here after all...entertainment.
“No time for Dilly-Dallying, Anonymous...”
>Your ethereal voice echoing through the Biped, causing his body to stir.
 
 
>”No time for Dilly-Dallying, Anonymous...”
“Wh...what?”
>You are Anonymous, and much to your delight, you're no longer bound. But your chest feels oddly heavy.
>There's a faint orange glow that you can 'see' despite your closed eyes, a candle must be burning.
>Opening your eyes, you can faintly see the outline of your horned savior laying her head across your chest.
>If you weren't still taking in the oddity of talking ponies, albeit unicorn and Pegasi, you might find this cute.
>Hey, Anon?
>Yeah brain?
>Sorry about the whole, freaking out thing before.
>No problem, but lets not leave me in such a vulnerable state in front of these things again.
>Gotcha boss.
“Umm...Twilight...mind getting off me?”
>One of the unicorn's ears twitches at your words, and she raises her head.
>”Nmm...just a few more...OH!”
 
>The realization of where she is, and what she was doing must have dawned on the pony, because with a gasp, she's stumbling backwards and falling onto her flank.
>”You're awake again! I'm so sorry for whatever I did to make you faint like you did. Really I don't know WHAT I did, maybe its your Biology, and I had cut off circulation. Thats it! And when the blood started rushing back after we untied you, it was too much, you got light-headed and dizzy and you pa-”
>Sitting up, you shake your head. You're looking anywhere but at the barely-visible form of the Pony in the dark.
“No, nothing like that. It was...well...You're a horse an-”
>Twilight lets out a hurt gasp, immediately cutting you off
>”I am a PONY! Not a...a Horse!” Stated rather matter-of-factly, and defensively.
 
>Remember Anon, you're not on earth anymore.
>Right, thanks brain.
“Sorry...Pony...You're a Pony, and where I'm from, Ho-...ponies can't talk.”
>You swear you can make out what looks like a notepad and feather float over to Twilight, before light sounds of scratching meet your ears.
>Twi: “Really?! So you have ponies where you come from...but they can't talk...”
“What is that you're doing?”
>Twi: “I'm taking notes of course! This is a once in a lifetime oppurtunity after all! You're the first alien to ever come to Equestria, and right here in my own home!”
>So thats where you are...Equestria
>The next sound you hear is possibly the most adorable one you have ever heard. She Squees before continuing on. “I mean, do you understand the implications of that?! First contact, and I, Twilight Sparkle, have you all to myself!”
>Now you start to feel a little worried. Also, a little flattered.
“Well...alright than, I see your point. By the way, I'm a human, not an Alien.”
>More scratching on the notepad.
>Twi: “Species Human....And technically still an Alien.”
>The two of you share a small laugh.
 
>A laugh that is interrupted when your stomach churns and grumbles aloud.
>Twilight squeaks and backs against the wall. “W-what was that?!”
“My stomach...I guess I'm a bit hungry.”
>Twi: “Oh! I should have assumed as much, I mean, you've been here for nearly two days without eating! What is it that you Humans eat?”
>Anon, think here. World of talking Ponies, do you think they eat meat? Hell, she just got freaked out by our stomach growling.
>Good point, brain. Thanks for having my back.
>No problem man, its what I'm here for.
“I can eat just about anything, really. Whatever you have is fi-”
>PONIES, ANON, PONIES!
>I get it Brain, sheesh!
“...Anything, but Hay.”
>This elicits another cute giggle from Twilight. “Alright then, I'll bring you down a salad. You should have more than enough time to eat before the Princesses get here.”
“Oh, wonderful.”
 
>Twilight begins making her ascent up the stairs to go and get your salad.
>....
“Hey...Twilight?”
>Twi: “Yes, Anonymous?”
“Did you say Princesses?”
>Twi: “I did.”
“As in, leaders?”
>Twi: “Thats kind of what Princesses do, Anonymous, yes.”
“Just checking.”
>Twilight makes her way upstairs, leaving you alone in the basement laboratory.
>You listen as Twilight works upstairs...she seems to be humming to herself as she does.
>With some time to yourself, your mind is assaulted by all sorts of thoughts.
>Last night, you were going to end your life, only to instead be transported into a land of colorful sentient ponies.
>If it weren't for the twinges of pain you occasionally felt from wounds along your body, you'ld think this was a dream.
>It could be worse, Anon.
>Oh, how so?
>You could be getting tazed in the nuts.
>....
 
>Painful memories aside, your brain has a point.
>Despite everything...this isn't so bad.
>Nobody will ever believe you when you tell them about this
>If you ever get a chance to tell anyone, that is.
>....Oh shit.
>Just as soon as you feel the slightest drop of depression, it leaves you.
>You had nothing back on Earth anyway.
>Maybe you might miss women...but, they've only been trouble in your life so far anyway.
>Fuck women.
>You laugh aloud at that thought and stand to your feet, wincing.
>Your legs are tingly, and a bit wobbly. Kind of like your feet are asleep, but its more...painful.
>You slowly limp around the Laboratory for a little bit, making that pins and needles feeling go away.
>Grabbing the dimming candle, you light up some more around the Lab.
>Its very neatly organized, very clean. Though on one of the tables, there are a lot of books.
>And its cold. Dear god is it cold!
>You wrap your arms around yourself, which is when you realize...
“Where the fuck is my shirt?”
>Looking around, you see no trace of it. Luckilly, you're still wearing your boxers.
>But where the hell are your clothes?!
>The sound of approaching hoofsteps distracts you, and you head back to the table you had been laying on.
 
>Twi: “Here you go Anonymous! No Hay, I hope you like tomatoes!”
>A bowl of the freshest looking salad you have seen in your life levitates over to you, surrounded in a soft purple glow.
>Levitates...
“...What.”
>Twi: “I said I hope you like tomatoes...you don't?”
“No, thats not it, just uh....Floating bowl?”
>Twilight titters softly as the bowl is placed next to you, she takes a seat.
>As it was being placed, you noticed the same glow encompassing her horn.
>Twi: “I'm a unicorn, remember?”
“I don't see what that has to do with a floating bowl of Salad...”
>Twi: “Oh, right...well...Magic.”
“Magic.”
>Twi: “Yes, Magic. Don't they have Magic where you're from?”
>Thoughts of Criss Angel cross into your head and you have to hold back your vomit.
“Not real magic, just fake tricks and stuff.
>You can now see, that yes, there was a notepad floating, and a quill being manipulated, that same purple glow encompassing the items, and Twilight's horn, as she takes more notes.
>Twi: “Interesting...We can talk more about that later...” you fail to catch a muttered 'if you're still around after the visit..'
 
>As you finished your salad, you couldn't help yourself.
>With a smirk, you stand up, and advance on Twilight, playfully of course.
“Twilight...take me to your leaders.”
 
>With a flash or dark blue light, a larger pony appears between you and Twilight.
>”DOST THOU SEEK AN AUDIENCE?”
>As if a magical talking unicorn wasn't enough...