>"Anon! I'm here!"
>You sigh and turn to the punctual purple princess pone.
>At first, her visits were to learn more about you, Earth, etc.
>Twas a treasure trove, seeing as how your entire apartment came with you on the ride to magic horse land
>Once she was able to get your TV and laptop working - suddenly it's "show me ALL the things"
>She can't handle it
>You were forced to put her on a schedule after she locked you out of your house for 3 days
>Anyway.
"Door's open."
>You hear the door bang open and the scamper of hooves against polished hardwood
>wait for it
>*thunkathunkathunka-scrapescrapescrape* *Thud*
>Turning, you see twilight's hit the wall. again.
>Not too hard this time, though - the drywall's remained intact.
"Eager today, aren't we?"
>She composes herself and smiles. "Well yeah! We're gonna start watching some of your childhood stories today!"
"Cartoons, Twi."
>"Cart oons, right, I remember!" She beams at you and pulls out her handy-dandy NOTEBOOK
>"This is gonna be great! Is it a real-life story about human foals? Ooh! I can't wait~!"
>You laugh and point at the couch.
"Well, I've already prepped everything, so ju-"
>In a flash of purple she sits down. "Eeeee so what is it today?"
"Today, we're gonna watch a couple episodes of a show that defined my childhood."
>You sit down next to Twi and click play on the remote.
"We call it ...[spoiler]Pokemon[/spoiler]"
 
>You play through the first few episodes
>You laugh at Professor Oak, subtly give the finger to Garry, and generally enjoy reliving some of your childhood
>Twilight, however, is freakin enraptured by it
>She hasn't said anything in a while, just the sound of her breathing and the scribbling of a quill against paper
>You decide to end it after about an hour or so
"So, other than the shitty art quality, what did yo-"
>"THAT WAS INCREDIBLE! Do such creatures live aro-"
>You hold up a hand
"No, that's fiction, Twi. Honest."
>And you were. You learned your lesson.
>Ever since you showed her an episode of Dragon Ball Z and told her it was the history of your nation's founding, she got really concerned whenever you yelled
>like 'wrap-you-in-a-bubble-and-eject-you-from-the-town' concerned
>She also hid spike from you for about a month
>Anyway
>She hmphs softly and starts crossing out some of her notes
>Whoops, prolly should've told her about that sooner
>"So... this show, this was your childhood?"
"Well, there were games involving them and the toys and merch and whatnot. So, yeah - for a few years there, this was everything for me."
>She nods, silently writing.
"I remember going to school and trading pokemon with my friends through this lame-ass cord you had to buy-"
>"Wait, trading them? I thought they weren't real?"
>You purse your lips. Dis gonna be hard to explain.
"They were real... in a sense. They were nothing but ah... illusions I guess. Powered by our form of magic. They had a life - you cared about them, the story... you named them, healed them, went on adventures. Hell, to a child, they might as well have been flesh and blood."
>Twilight looks at you for a long second before nodding softly
>"I think I can understand."
"Heh. There are no good analogues, so..."
>You roll your hand in the as-you-know/go-on gesture
>Twilight's still looking at you... really intensely
>You return her gaze, quirking an eyebrow
>"Do you miss it?"
"Hm?"
 
>"The pokemon, battling with your friends, trading cords?"
"Ah. Well, no. I mean, sure, it was part of my childhood, but I don't like... desperately want it back. It was just fun."
>Twilight's still lookin a-oh shit you know that look
>That's the 'I'm not buying your shit Anon and am gonna figure out some way to make everything better' look
>10 bits says this is to write a letter to celestia
>"I know what we can do!" She says, suddenly hopping off the couch
"Woah there, big kahuna. What exactl-"
>She shakes her head. "No, it's gonna be a surprise! Next week, same time!"
>Uh.
"O-okay. You know you don't have to do anything for me, right?"
>"Can't hear you, plotting~!" She says as she trots out
>Dis. Dis is not gonna end well.
* * *
>BE ANON
>one week later
>what did you expect?
>You meet Twilight just outside your door, and she convinces you to take her to sweet apple acres
>Well ok then
>You start along the dusty trail when suddenly
>"Hey! You there!"
>You look around
>"Over here!"
>You lo-oh fuck.
>It's rainbow dash, and she's dressed like motherfucking Gary Oak
>"Oh no, anon!"
>No don't do this
>"We're being challenged to a battle! Don't worry-"
>No no please your autism can't be this bad
>"I'll be your pokemon!"
>You facepalm so hard you almost knock yourself out
"Twilight I'm certain you're doing this out of a place of kindness and friendship, so I'm gonna be per-"
>"GO, FLUTTERSHY!"
>you'rekiddingme.png
>Fluttershy timidly steps out from behind a tree, twigs and flowers stuck in her hair
>"I-I'm a plant type, if that's ok with you."
>"You can do it, 'Shy!"
>Fluttershy eeps, but stands infront of RD
>Twilight stands infront of you
>.....and they just stand there, looking at each other
>"Uh, Anon, what are we supposed to do?"
>Ohfuck that's right you never really got to a trainer battle scene yet in the show
>What do you do...
 
"Listen, I really don't thin-"
>"Come on, Anon! Or are you chicken?!"
>You won't take that
>not from Gary Motherfucking Oak
"Alright! TWILIGHT!"
>"Yeah, that's the spir-"
"KNOCK THE FUCK OUT OF FLUTTERHSY."
>Everyone just turns around and looks at you
>"K-knock... you want me to fight her until she's UNCONSIOUS? Anon, that's dangerous, why-"
"Don't hate the playa hate the game, Twi."
>Fluttershy is visibly shaking
>"T-t-twilight I d-don't want to fight a-anypony, is that ok?"
>Oh that reminds you
"Another thing. Pokemon can only say their names, or parts of their name."
>"What? That's stu-"
"Twilight! You're really ruining my immersion here."
>She huffs and turns to face Fluttershy.
>"T-twi. Twilight twi twilight light."
>"F-f-fluttershy flutter flu?"
>Oh man you can see Twilight blushing from here
>She so embarrassed
>"Tw-Twilight twi-"
>"Yeah ok enough of that FLUTTERSHY!"
>Fluttershy eeps
>"DON'T STOP TO THINK; HIT'EM WITH A SINK"
>Almost on autopilot - as if that horrible rhyming scheme unlocked something deep inside her, Fluttershy lunges forward and strikes twilight as hard as she can
>Really it was just a gentle push with her hoof
>BUT IT WAS ON
>"Tw-TWILIGHT TWI TWI"
>Oh shit your orders
"Uh, Twilight, use Headbutt!"
>Twilight lunges forth, filled with adrenaline!
>...and gently boops noses with Fluttershy
>Fluttershy turns her head away and sneezes gently
>"YOUR POKER MOON IS WEAK, ANON."
"YOUR FAMILY IS DEAD, GARY."
>"Wait wha-"
"TWILIGHT! USE SOLARBEAM!"
>Twilight begins to collect energy!
>Fluttershy begins to dance from side to side
>"Flut-FLUTTERSHY USE FLY!"
>Fluttershy takes off in a flash, getting 5 - no, 6 feet off the ground!
>Twilight has finished charging, and with a triumphant "TWILIGHT!" She fires off her beam
>kinky
>Fluttershy is bathed in the warm, gentle light from Twilight's horn
>It seems too disorienting to her, and she lands
>Then... she LAYS DOWN!
>The comforting blast of magic was enough to make her give up!
>You raise your arms in victory
 
>The warm, comforting blast of magic was enough to make her give up!
>You raise your arms in victory
"WOOO TAKE THAT YOU RICH JACKASS"
>"What the absolute fuck are you talkin-"
>Dash is confused
>You will remedy this with the only antidote known to poke-kind
>literal highway robbery
"Gimmie your shit."
>"Anon, that's not how-"
"Twilight I swear if you don't start just saying your name from now on, I'll shove you down next to my other pokeballs."
>"But you don't ha-"
>You point to your crotch, and she just glares at you
>"You're lucky you're magic-resis-"
"Can't hear you, pokemon."
>"....Twilight Twi twi."
>Right, back to extortion
>Rainbow is actually a mix between angry, shaking, confused and mildly scared
>"Anon, seriously, I don-"
"It's this simple. I have a tiny killing machine in my employ, and you don't. Now."
>You lean in towards her, flashing her a toothy grin
"Give. Me. Yo. Shit."
* * *
"Well I have to say that was a great idea, Twilight!"
>Twilight sighs
>"Honestly, robbery and violence in a foal's show? I should have known better."
>You adjust your too-tight Gary Motherfuckin' Oak shirt
>Doesn't matter that the whole back is ripped to shit
>or that it doesn't even reach your navel
>it feels like VINDICATION
"So, same time next week?"
>"Absolutely not. Next time, I want a full week of study on one of your..."
>She looks you up and down
>"...series before we agree to do anything like this again."
>You smile wide
"Admit it, you loved it."
>She blows you a raspberry
"I'm not hearing a no."
>"Hmph. I can see how it would entertain someone of your stunted IQ..."
"And I can see how much you got into it."
>"Th-That was for research!"
"Mmm, sure it was."
>You two finally make it back to your home. You open the door, and she squeezes past you inside
"Hey, what the hell?"
>"Oh anon. I said a week of study! Besides..."
>[spoiler]"how else will I learn new attacks unless I study?[/spoiler]