My Little Pony: Skye Dubson

Chapter 1: The Equestrians

It was a pretty normal day for Skye; he was twenty one years old and had a very optimistic personality, despite having few friends and a dead end job. This day in particular was a very interesting one for him. He had got out of bed, like normal, got dressed, like normal. He wore a white T-shirt checked with blue boxes. Over that he wore a tank top in a patterned style with royal and navy blue diamond shapes. He had beige jeans and dark red trainers lined with olive green.

He had cereal, golden nuggets to be précised. Which is what Skye was; he was very neat and tidy. He didn't have OCD or anything like that, but he liked everything set in a certain order. All morning he'd been waiting to go to his job at the factory, but there was a march going on, so they had to cancel for today, so Skye was at home all day. Free to do whatever he felt like. And what he felt like doing was watching TV. After he finished watching the new episode of the walking dead, he went to sleep after a day of freedom, which he spent watching TV mostly. But the interesting part is what happened after he woke up…

Skye suddenly realized he was awake. He moved his hand slightly, and groaned "Noo, I don't feel like…" and he stopped talking. He fidgeted around on a soft floor. He moaned some more and tried to get up. He was on a carpet of some sort, or something similar. He tried to flicker his eyes, trying to see into the outside world, but a ray of sunshine prevented him.

"What the what?" he said, his voice wasn't low or high, it was the sort of voice that wasn't a very good singing voice. He finally got up and his eyes obeyed his mind and opened to reveal patches of grass surrounding him. "Where…?" he asked himself, knowing he wouldn't receive an answer, not if there wasn't someone else there. He tried to stand up, but his legs were made of jelly. He fell over and tried to get up again, this time using his arms to support himself. He successfully got on his feet.

"Grass, where am I and how did I get here?" he questioned himself again; he rubbed his head and found a smear of blood trickling down his cheek from his nose. "Nose bleed" he said, "Well, I don't know how I got this, but I better stop it" he said, lifting his head and holding his nose with his index finger and his thumb. He looked around again, there was nothing in sight, but he could hear a blurred mix of talking and excitement. He turned around. "Ah, civilization" he said. And with that he started walking towards the sound.

After a few minutes of walking, the sound only got a little clearer. He heard a noise from above him, like a noise of hovering. Fluttering wings maybe? He looked up, in in surprise, whatever he saw for a fraction of a second dashed off in a blizzard of colour. "Hey?!" he tried to shout, but it had already gone. He focused on the sounds he could hear, they were still coming from over a few tall rocks and a small hill.

He ventured past them and looked down a steep hill, which at the bottom he saw a huge town. "Good" he said. He took a step forward and realized there was a drop, "Crap" he mumbled as he fell down the hill in a rough struggle to keep balance. After about fifteen seconds of pain, he hit the bottom. "Ah my arm, surely this is a hazard?" he asked himself. He looked around for some sign of life. "Hello?" he said. A reply came from around a few trees.

He heard a "Yes?" from behind a tree, so he went to investigate. He danced around the tree, hoping to find answers as to why he was here; instead there was a white pony… with purple hair staring at him.

"Hello, I could have sworn I heard someone… Hello pony" he said, but the pony seemed to gasp and then it ran off. He was about to follow the pony, maybe it knew where people were, but he caught a gash on his arm on a twig sticking out of the tree like a thorn.

"GOD!" he shouted, not noticing he'd cut himself rather deep. "Hello?" he shouted. No-one answered. He fumbled forward; he started getting a little woozy from his wound. He thought he'd be alright, but he fell over and gave in to the injury's attempt to make him fall unconscious. He closed his eyes, but the last thing he saw was a purple blur hiding behind a bush, Skye tried to call out for help but he couldn't speak. He fainted.

Skye awoke with a gasp, "HELP!" he shouted, which was the last thing he recalled trying to say whenever he'd been awake last. He looked around and a bunch of coloured shapes began to blur into focus, "What did you-" he said, then almost threw up, but swallowed it, "Do to me?" he finished. He heard a feminine voice,

"What do you think we should do with it?" they said. Skye didn't like being called an 'it'. He answered back,

"Hey, I'm not an it!" he shouted, "I am a-" he tried to say, but another voice, a squeaky tomboy one said,

"Make him leave, now, before he hurts any-" they started, but the first voice came back,

"Maybe we should question him?" they said.

Skye realized he was tied up, he tried to struggle for freedom, which was useless as he couldn't move a muscle. He tried to ask for help, "Excuse me, but why am I-", he said. But the tomboy voice said,

"Silence human!" and he instantly shut his mouth. Skye's vision didn't seem to get any better and he couldn't see anything still. He also realized that one voice had called him human.

"Hey, why did you say human?" he said, wondering what these creatures could be. They were all different colours and were a lot smaller than him. Sky heard another voice, but this one was quiet, a shy one,

"Maybe he's not evil" it cried, by the sounds of it, they were all female.

"I can assure you I am not-", started Skye, but was silenced again by the tomboy. He didn't think to be quiet this time; he wanted to know where he was and why he was there.

"Spike?" said the nice one again, and a purple blob came down what Skye assumed to be a set of stairs.

"Yes?" it said. They started whispering, Skye couldn't hear, and he didn't like not knowing what was going on. He fidgeted around and started to panic a bit. He had an idea, it might not work, but it was his best option.

Skye rocked the chair he was in a bit to see if he could loosen the ropes, it didn't work. His sight gained more perspective as he saw shelves and shelves of books. "Why am I here?" he asked. A kind voice, which was serious too, said,

"We were hoping you could tell us" she said. Skye figured that he'd been transported somehow, or kidnapped. He preferred the former as it sounded much cooler and less evil-hearted.

He tilted his head back and forward trying to rock the chair, he did so. While the characters were talking, he made the chair bend backwards and fell out of the ropes as his body was now straight. He tried to sneak over to a door, or what looked like a door, but a pink shape shouted and the group saw him. A few of them, including the tomboy and the pink one shouted, "GET HIM", and as they did, he ran straight into the door, and opened it.

Just as he left the building, his vision caught up with his brain and everything became clear. For outside, were hundreds of ponies around a small market looking area. Skye couldn't believe it, they were… talking? Shopping and doing all the stuff humans usually do. A few of them gasped and dropped whatever they were carrying, apples, and bags, strewn about the ground. Skye was lost for words and could only utter the words, "Who-I-Po-Po-Ponies" he swallowed and then said, "Hi?" which caused all the multi-coloured ponies to start screaming and panicking.

"No…" mumbled Skye, he slipped on the mat just outside the door and watched as all the ponies ran around shouting about how he might eat them or something ridiculous. He heard a cough, the type of cough that was sarcastic-like to get someone's attention-above him. He looked up and a sky blue pony with a rainbow styled mane looked at him and tried to hit him, or Skye though so. He got up and ran.

He dodged the ponies, as they did him. Every here and there, there was one pony who stopped and trembled in his path; he saw the fear in their eyes. What was wrong with human, were they totally evil or something here? And what's more, ponies that talk are living in a nice shiny town, like something out of a child's cartoon. "Excuse me" and "Move please" he repeated. He looked back and saw the five ponies questioning him earlier chasing him, well at least two of them were. Then he noticed something very off-putting. Some of these ponies had wings, and some had horns, which could only mean one thing. This was in fact, a land of magic, somewhere that was nowhere near Earth if the ponies were this scared.

All the ponies and Skye stopped running as the purple pony with a tattoo of some sort started saying something, "Mares, and gentle colts, we have in our town, a human" she said, to which some of the ponies ran to the nearest house, entered and locked the door. The pony continued, "But don't worry, me and my friends will sort everything out" she said. Skye was more scared than he had been in his entire life, were they going to kill him?

"Wait, don't I get a say in this?" said Skye. The purple pony looked at him with intension to kill, or slightly maim. One pony at the front of the crown shouted,

"Run it into the forest", which got a lot of ponies saying it. Before Skye even realized it, he was running away from an angry mob of ponies.

"Why are you chasing me?" Skye shouted. None of the ponies replied to his question.

He was running for his life, or rather his safety, but he didn't know what would happen if they caught him, so he sped up, which was rather easy for some strange reason. He saw in the distance, a forest, but it looked dark and mysterious. Skye decided it was better than being killed by ponies so he ran until his feet could take no more and beyond.

When he reached the forest opening, all the ponies surrounded him, in a semi-circle shape. "Leave, and never return!" they all shouted. Skye looked at the purple one, trying to use his eyes to say 'help' because his throat had his heart in it. She didn't seem to notice and Skye saw the dread of what humans had done here, something evil no doubt. He slowly backed into the bushes of the forest, trying to figure out if they were trying to kill him or run him away.

He finally plucked up the courage to say something, "W-Why?" he asked. The tomboy one came out to the front of the crowd,

"Surely, you know why, HUMAN!" he shouted, spitting in his face.

"No, I don't know, I don't even know why I'm here, I woke up in some hills over there!" he shouted pointing over to the area he had woken up in. No one looked. "At least I tried" he said, falling over and then scurrying into the trees and into the blackness of the forest, which seemed more like a jungle on the inside.

After he leaned against a tree, he could hear all the ponies leaving, saying things like, "Good riddance" and "That was close", he felt like crying. He didn't though, not at this time, he had to figure out why he was there. Eventually, he gave in and tears formed in his eyes. He looked towards the path ahead of him and decided to walk to try and keep him from crying.

"Who were they?" he asked himself. He felt like walking forever, because he knew he couldn't escape, and this wasn't a dream, the way his arm was gashed like that. He looked at his arm, it had no injury, and clearly the unicorns had fixed it.

He found a big tree, just a few yards away from where he was walking, there were apples on it. "Maybe an apple could cheer me up?" he asked himself, wiping a tear from his eye. More tears appeared and he figured this tree probably belonged to someone and he might steal from them. He stumbled over to the tree and slouched down, eventually getting to a sitting pose. He put his tear soaked arms around his legs and looked around, he couldn't see anything. Just pure dark, he rested his head on his knees and tears again trickled from his eyes.

"I don't know why, I don't know who, but I wanna go home…" he spoke, his lip trembling. He thought he had no fear, but being stuck in another world without a hope was really scary, for anyone, including a twenty-one year old. As he was only mumbling and crying, he looked around quickly and decided there would be no harm to anyone if he were to cry properly, so he started to wail. He cried like he did when he was bullied, when they threw him on the floor and beat the daylights out of him.

Somewhere else, suddenly a noise came, a female one with a southern accent said, "Right, Applebloom, be back soon, 'kay?" which got a nod from a small yellow filly, which hurried off with a bag on their back. The one who spoke was an orange pony, with blonde hair and a cowgirl hat. She had three red-juicy looking-apples on her flank and was carrying a bunch of flowers and herbs in a backpack that rested on her spine. She noticed a shape in the distance, it was weird. She got a little closer and realized what it was.

She was about to run and tell someone, then she saw what it was doing. It was crying. "Humans don't cry" she whispered. He trotted a little closer; the human looked up and opened his eyes. He looked straight at the pony. Skye edged away from the pony, trying to hide behind the tree,

"Keep away!" he shouted, and "Don't hurt me, I don't want conflict!" he continued. He orange pony trotted up to Skye.

"I ain't ever seen a human crying so badly before" she said. Skye leaned against another tree and covered his face with his hands,

"If you're gonna kill me, please hurry up!" he shouted.

The orange pony came up by the side of him, checking to see if he was really scared or if it was a trap. "My… You're really frightened huh?" she said. Skye nodded,

"Yeah, I have never seen a talking pony, and they all tried to kill me" he said. The orange pony looked like she didn't seem to mind. She seemed to open up,

"The name's Applejack, you?" she said. Skye opened his eyes again, expecting her to be ready to kill him, but she had a hoof outstretched. "C'mon, surely you know how to shake?" she asked. Sky nodded,

"Sure" he whispered as he slowly outstretched his arm and took her hoof. He shook quickly.

"Well, yer cryin' ain't gonna get you anywhere" said Applejack, smiling. Skye looked into her eyes, she was being kind.

"My name is… er… Skye" he said, still nervous, "Why aren't you trying to kill me?" he asked. Applejack giggled,

"Well, you see, I am the element of honesty, and I can tell if someone is lying. Your expressions aren't faked, and you clearly don't know where you are" she said. Skye face-palmed,

"Your good" he said. He smiled.

Skye decided to try and stand up and see how tall he was compare to her. He was actually about the same height. "Say, thanks for not trying to kill me or nothing" he said. Applejack patted his back,

"I do hate humans, trust me, but I can tell you don't know anything about the humans from Ponyville" she said. Skye wasn't stupid; he knew that Ponyville was the place with all the markets. Skye decided to ask Applejack about the tomboy pony and the others,

"Applejack, who is the tomboy pony, the one with rainbow colours in her mane?" he asked. Applejack face-hoofed,

"Rainbow Dash, she would kill a human if she got the chance" she said.

"Maybe you could tell your friends that I'm not hostile?" he asked. Applejack looked threatened,"Well, if you wouldn't mind, but I think that they need to know I'm not a threat, or at least I don't want to be one" he said. Applejack looked at the ground, then tapped her chin with her left hoof,

"Well, I ain't no scientist, but humans like apples, right?" she asked. Skye nodded, they weren't his favourite food, but if she was offering, why not take it?

"Yes, are ya offering one?" he asked. Applejack simply looked at her backpack. Skye looked too, he saw an apple on the top of a bunch of herbs and spices and stuff.

Skye wondered if she had anymore, then thought to ask her if she was definitely okay with it, "You're sure?" he asked, gaining a nod. He picked the apple form the backpack and looked at it; it was very shiny and very red. There were shades of red, but this was too red for words. As he took a bite of this too red for words apple, Applejack looked at the tree and made a "Woo-hoo" noise. "Wha?" said Skye, his mouth full of delicious fruit. Applejack looked at him with big kind eyes,

"You found ma special bucking tree" she said.

"I did?" he asked. Applejack was ecstatic,

"This tree has been handed down generation after generation, and I thought I lost it" she said. Skye suddenly realized that this forest was evil, which meant Applejack was evil, or lost too.

"Applejack, why are you in this forest?" Skye asked. Applejack gasped,

"Zecora!" she shouted. She started running off,

"Wait up, please!" shouted Skye. Applejack slowed down,

"Sorry sugar-cube" she said. Skye raised an eyebrow,

"Sugar-what?" he questioned. Applejack sighed,

"I don't have time for this, erm, would you mind?" she said, looking at her back.

Skye didn't understand. "What?" he asked. She looked at him, then her spine again,

"You know right?" she asked, sighing even more.

"You mean… ride you?" he asked. Applejack cheered with sarcasm,

"Clever boy, now get on" she said. Skye wasn't sure about this,

"Won't I hurt you?" he asked. Applejack blushed,

"Goodness me, you are either very evil, or the most kind-hearted, well-mannered, considerate human I have ever met" she said. Skye also blushed. He walked over to her and patted her back.

She flickered her ears, "Just get on, I'll be fine" she said. Before Skye could get on properly, she sighed "Good enough" and started racing off.

"Applejack…", mumbled Skye. Applejack slowed down for a few seconds while Skye got his balance. They soon arrived upon a small wooden hut tied together with only ropes and strings. Skye remembered Applejack mention 'Zecora', "Applejack what is a Zecora?" he asked. Applejack laughed,

"Not it, she's a zebra who makes potions and stuff" she said. Skye felt weird,

"Not that I'm being weird or anything, but you're the kindest person… or pony I've met in my life" he said, "The only one".

"Zecora, I've got yer ingredients" shouted Applejack. Suddenly, a very stripy zebra exited the hut,

"Ah, my brewing things you have received. One more thing will fill the deed" she said. Skye swore she rhymed on purpose,

"Applejack?" he said, Applejack shrugged him off,

"Sure thing, Zecora, what is it?" he asked. The zebra looked at Skye, he swallowed. Zecora spoke again,

"A human you have with you here, he has I can see a brand new fear" she said. Skye looked at her,

"Do you always rhyme?" he asked. She smiled,

"Rhyming is habit of mine yes, no discrimination I hope you digress?" he asked. Skye shook his head while Applejack unloaded the ingredients onto a table inside the hut.

Skye sniggered, "No, I think it's cool you can do that off the top of your head" he said, "I don't know many talented people" he finished. Zecora looked at Applejack and whispered,

"This one time only, I speak no rhyme. If you harbour no evil I wish you luck" she then retreated back to her hut as Applejack emerged with a younger pony. "Applebloom, this here is Skye, he's a human, but don't worry, 'cause-" she started, but the filly hid in her bag,

"Human!" she shouted. Skye tried to focus now,

"Applejack, what did humans do here?" he asked.

Applejack looked at her back again, "I'm taking you into town whether Twilight likes it or not" she mumbled. Skye walked over and sat on her back. She immediately started running one direction, which was the way Skye had recalled coming from, they were going back to the market place,

"Applejack, are you sure this is a good idea?" he asked. She grinned, but Skye couldn't see her face,

"The gang have to know" she said

As they arrived at the outskirts of the market place, Applejack told Skye to stay where he was, and for Applebloom to keep him safe, she was gonna sort this mess out no matter what. She knew Skye wasn't a bad guy. Before she left, Skye looked into her eyes again,

"Thank you Applejack, I don't even know you and you're helping me. I wish I could repay you" he said. Then she galloped away. Skye looked at Applebloom, she looked really scared. "If you believe I'm evil, then I allow you to leave me" he said, "There's no reason to fear me, but if you really do then you can leave, I admire you" he said.

Applebloom stood up, then she raised a hoof and pointed it at herself, "Why do you admire me?" she asked. Skye laughed,

"Because you're not crying" he said. Applebloom just stared at him. Skye started speaking again, "It's not easy, being the only one that everyone hates. Being the punching bag, the trash disposal-don't ask" he said. She didn't think to, Applebloom's only remaining question was,

"How did you get here?" which needed Skye to think.

He didn't know how he got there, or why he was there, but if humans were evil it was an antagonists design or pure mistake. Not many ponies would bring a human here, if they were smart enough. "I don't know, maybe a unicorn wanted to see if humans were still evil?" he asked. Applebloom smiled,

"Yeah, that would make sense, they usually get their noses into things they don't need to" she answered. She looked at Skye, his eyes were full of emotions; worry, hope, anxiety. "You okay?" she asked. Skye nodded absent-mindedly, then said,

"Fine, it's just that I don't know if I will be alright here" he said.

Applebloom smiled the biggest smile that Skye had ever seen, she was grinning like a hyena or something, "Why are you smiling?" he asked. Applebloom opened her mouth, and then stopped to think about what she would say next.

"Well, I'm smiling 'cause you seem nice, and I think you should be fine here" she squeaked with her high-pitch voice. She was just a child though; maybe she didn't understand the complete situation.

"I sure hope Apple- Hold on, are you two related?" he asked, just realizing they both had Apple in their names. She giggled,

"Of course we are, how didn't you realize soon?" she asked, really confused. Skye looked at her with a sad look on his face, and Applebloom knew that he didn't have time to think about that when he was getting a chance to speak to the residents of a town he didn't know anything about. "Sorry" she mumbled, becoming slightly depressed herself.

Skye didn't like to see children, or fillies, sad since it reminded him of his terrible childhood. "Applebloom, it's fine, cheer up please" he begged, and she did.

"Do you suppose Applejack will get you to speak with Twilight?" Applebloom asked. Skye wiped his face and stroked the bristles of hair on his chin,

"She the purple one?" he asked. Applebloom jumped high in the air,

"You met her already?!" she screamed happily. But Skye looked at her again, shocked about how high she could jump, he stopped focusing on that and asked,

"Well, is she… kind?" he asked.

Applebloom stopped jumping, something set off in her mind, "Generally, but since… that doesn't matter, but she's really kind and talented and nice… and kind" she said. Skye giggled a bit, Applebloom he found quite funny.

"You already said that one" he said happily. Applebloom sniggered,

"See, you aren't as sad as before" she said through grins. She was right; Skye had been cheered up by a young pony, with very red hair.

"Skye?" said Applebloom, with a hint of seriousness. Skye felt uneasy, as if something bad was about to happen. It wasn't bad, but it might not have been good. What 'It' was, was applejack coming back with Twilight, the purple pony with a darker purple mane and a star tattoo on her flank. Skye also noticed that Applebloom didn't have a tattoo, and every… pony in that mob did.

"Twilight, just give him thirty seconds at least" begged Applejack, as Skye heard her coming closer.

"Applebloom, what do I say?" he asked, starting to sweat. Applebloom quickly came up with a smart response,

"As long as you're not evil, I don't see why you should be nervous", but Skye could think of a few things that could give Twilight the wrong impression.

She marched over next to Applejack; far behind her he saw a bunch of four other ponies. "Hello?" he asked. Twilight stopped in front of him, he was sat down and now half as tall as her.

"Who are you?" she demanded. Skye felt like he was being punished for something, but he might as well try to make a good impression.

"I-I-My name is Skye Dubson, I'm twenty-one and I-erm-", at this point, he was interrupted by Twilight,

"Why are you here?" she asked, she seemed to have lightened up a little. Skye tried to stand up, but he felt sick,

"I really don't know, I just woke up in a field over a hill over there" he stuttered.

She examined him, "Do you know anything about humans here?" she asked. Skye put his hands on the dirt ground beneath him and pushed, he stood up, feeling like he was gonna be hit,

"I know from a few sentences that they're evil or something much worse" he said. Twilight looked him up and down, but Skye assumed that since Applejack was the element of honesty, Twilight could only try and think. "I have a question" he mumbled. Twilight nodded, and then looked at Applebloom, who quickly ran over to the four ponies away from him and Twilight, Applejack stayed with him. "Can you tell the shy one that I thank her?" he said.

Twilight gasped and jumped back, "You said thank you!" she shouted. Skye stumbled backwards,

"What, is something wrong?!" he shouted back. Twilight stood there stunned,

"No human ever says thank you" she said. Skye smiled,

"Well, I do" he said cheerfully. Twilight stuck out a hoof,

"Good to meet you" she said in a serious tone. Skye looked at her hoof and grabbed it, but not too hard as she could've taken it as a threat,

"Nice to meet you too, Twilight sparkles" he said. Twilight's eyes widened,

"You know me?" she questioned. Skye didn't know who she was,

"No, why, is Sparkle your last name?" he asked.

"Yes, it is, how did you know?" she asked, backing away a bit more. It was as if, the more she didn't trust him, the further back she went and vice-versa.

"I just said it because your tattoo, its… nice?" he said, trying to fix the situation. She stepped forward,

"You mean my cutie mark?" she asked. Skye nodded. Twilight stepped forward and let go of his hand,"Well, I suppose that was a giveaway" she muttered. Skye smiled,

"If you could give me a chance or something, I could show you that I'm no threat" he said, "I mean, it's not like I could take on six ponies even if I tried, right?" he finished with a cheesy smile, trying to get Twilight's trust.

Twilight finished studying him, and then said, "Alright then, one chance, and if you ruin that, I will get Celestia to rid of you" she said though gritted teeth. Skye started to sweat again,

"Celestia?" he questioned. Twilight ignored the question and said,

"Come with me, I'll take you to the lib- No, I have a better idea" and they both with Applejack started walking towards the other four. Twilight pointed at each pony, individually saying their names, "This is Pinkie Pie" she said, the pink pony seemed ready to take down they prey, "This is Rarity", but the white pony huffed. Skye recognised her.

"Hey, aren't you the pony who I saw when I woke up?" he asked. Rarity looked disgusted,

"Yes, I am, and you looked very scared, and then you passed out" she said. Skye was disappointed; he hoped they'd be kinder than this.

"Passive aggressive much?" he asked. Rarity raised an eyebrow. "Never mind" finished Skye, he looked at Twilight, "Continue", he muttered. Twilight pointed at a cyan pony with a rainbow mane, but before Twilight could speak, the pony said,

"I'm Rainbow Dash!" she said.

'It's the tomboy!' Thought Skye, then he actually spoke, "I'll silence you in a minute" he said. She looked at him with cold eyes. Then he looked at her, "It was a joke. You know, cause of what you said earlier?" he asked. She didn't laugh or anything.

Twilight pointed lastly at a yellow pony, with a pink mane. She looked timid and really cute, unbelievably cute. "Wow" he said forgetting he was speaking aloud. Twilight snorted a bit,

"That's Fluttershy" she said. Skye thought she looked pretty, a lot prettier than the others, but that wasn't for him to decide. "Fluttershy, I want to thank you about earlier" he said. Fluttershy's voice was quiet and even cuter than her looks,

"Why, what about?" she asked, staring at the ground.

"You know, the 'Maybe he's not evil' thing. It was really nice of you to consider I'm not a bad person" he said. Fluttershy looked up a bit, saw him, squealed and looked back at the ground.

"Are you… scared of me?" he asked. Fluttershy coughed, but she was just doing it because she was nervous.

"N-No" she said anxiously. Skye walked over to her after looking at Twilight for permission, these ponies would do anything to protect their friends.

"Fluttershy, you have no need to be afraid. I would never harm any animal, in fact, I have four pets at home, although one ran away" he said. Fluttershy gradually looked up,

"What happened to them?" she asked. Skye didn't know, he put up help posters and asked locals, but his dog Aaron was gone.

"I don't know I've been trying to find him for a week now" he said. Fluttershy seemed upset,

"Poor creature, I hope he's okay" she mumbled.

Skye thought it appropriate to raise her face so he could see her properly, so he put his hand on her chin and looked at her. She seemed very scared, "Fluttershy, imagine me as a… dog, okay?" he said, Fluttershy back away and looked at him properly,

"Yes?" she said.

"Well, a dog is loyal right?" he asked. Fluttershy thought,

"I suppose so" she came up with. Skye continued,

"And a good dog wouldn't hurt people, would it?" he asked. She nodded. Skye smiled, "That's me, loyal and neutral, I've been bullied all my life, and I don't have the ability or personality or hurt anyone" he said. Her mouth bent slightly and she started to smile,

"Alright, if you say" she giggled.

"You know, this is the first time anyone has ever laughed at me in a nice way I think" said Skye. Fluttershy put a hoof on his shoulder,

"You won't be bullied here" she said, "There are bullies, and they're horrible, but we'll make sure you are okay" she said. Skye felt a tear in his eye and wiped it,

"That's very nice of you" he said, then he turned back around to Twilight, "So, what's this plan of yours?" he asked. Twilight grinned,

"We're going to town" she said. Every other pony there said

"WHAT?!" in unison, including Skye.

Elsewhere

A tall white pony with a multi-coloured cloud like mane stands alone on a balcony, overlooking a huge town, filled with stands and crowds of ponies, but they looked more posh than those of Ponyville. A smaller, maybe younger pony walks up beside her, "Has he arrived yet?" she says in a soft voice. The white pony's face it out of view,

"Yes, and it is here where their journey to friendship begins" she says.