The stupid thing about having Asperger's syndrome, some of the people that have it have really high sences, which makes you really ticklish. It also gives an annoying concentration to certain actions while completely blocking out other, most likely more important, activities. Like, for say, when you've been in ponyville for almost a strong five minutes, and you throw out a labratory's area right off the bat, not really considering if people wanted to keep that down. It's not like the place is secret, but not really something to throw out there.

Another thing with aspergers, added with my already hyper self, you normally gain ADHD. For example, as I was walking down the stairs to Twilight Sparkle's lab, I couldn't stop talking.

"Who made the room for the lab down here?" I asked.

"It was originally just a basement, but I fixed it up to be more useful." Twilight answered.

"Is it legal to have this place?"

"When you're the princess' assistant and student, yes." She said that with so much pride that I actually noticed that emotion.

"Is it illegal to use dark magic as her assistant?"

"Why would that matter?" Rayden asked, following slowly behind me. He had been abit more talkative in the pony world, but he still kept his cool pretty well for just entering his fandom's home.

"Just wondering. What's that thing do?"

"It's a machine that calculates brain waves and records them into a readable graph over there." She gestured her hoof to a large printing machine.

~We'd just love that,~ Zaanne said. ~It'd probably break!~

Ship responded, ~Actually, everyone has voices in their head, you people just emphasize it more.~

"What's that?" I asked, pointing to a weird crystal ball.

"That's a magic enhancer, it amplifies the magic in a unicorn to make them more in tuned with it."

"Like when your eyes went white and you turned your parents into plants"

I realized I shouldn't have known that when she whirled around, staring at me creepily. "How do you know about that? Did Scootaloo tell you?"

"No. I just, uh, know." I looked to Rayden to get some backup.

"Uhh, one of the inspectors from your exam was a friend of ours." he lied, "He told us about your awesome powers and stuff." I figured that I would tell Twilight about the crystal after the checkup, but I didn't bring it up yet because she might think I was some stalker.

She blushed modestly and stopped at the pulse machine, which looked like a white Lego block, wired with suction cup squid tentacles tangled everywhere. The Lego had a black screen on the side and a green and red button underneath it.

"What's that?" I randomly asked, pointing to a glass orb inside another random machine, filling itself with brown liquid. "Is it also a magic stimulator?"

"Ah, no. That's what we in the town call a 'coffee machine'" I'm not sure why she was being sarcastic, since that's normally Pinkie and Rainbowdash's job.

"Oh." She began to magically untangle the wires, sliding each one through themselves carefully. "Hey, doesn't magic negatively affect electronics."

"Yes, but the rubber coating on these are specially made to register pulsations, and that material convinently rebuffs magic abit." She finished untangling it and waved me over to a circular metal plate on the floor.

As I stood on it, she shot the suction cups into me. They were everywhere, on my fore and hind legs, my chest, sides, neck, cheeks and my forehead. The impact tickled, which was really starting to annoy me. "There, now to check your pulse."

She pressed the green button on the device and it whirred to life. It gave a soft hum to it and a neon green line appeard on the screen.

After a few seconds of a line and a high pitched continuous beep, Twilight readjusted the suckers, only to find the line again. "It might be broken." She said, looking behind the machine, to find unplugged wires I figure, but she apparently didn't see any. "It's weird though. I don't see anything wrong with it."

"So, he doesn't have a heartbeat?" Rayden asked.

Twilight thought for a while before trotting over to a small tan wall on wheels, rolling it over to me. "Lean over this, please."

I did so and she stood back a few feet, keeping Rayden behind her. She got in a balanced position and ignited her horn with the sparkling light of magic, closing her eyes slowly. She aimed the horn at me.

Again, random questions popped in my head. ~If she bats her eyes fast enough from there, will we feel the wind move?~ I decided to keep that one back.

Suddenly, my chest glowed purple. My skin and fur became transparent. I got a creepy image of my own ribs before Twilight concentrated harder, making those fairly unnoticeable. The unicorn opened her eyes to inspect her work, then screamed and hopped back, breaking the magic concentration. She stumbled into Rayden and they hit the floor.

Before the magic fully stopped, I got a pretty good look at why she freaked out. I figured my heart would just be stopped, but no.

The thing wasn't there.

"Y-your heart! It's gone!" Twilight yelled.

~No shit, Sherlock.~

"No, I let it take a walk through the park before I got here, it'll be back any minute. Of course it's gone!" I hopped to her, but she retracted to the wall. "You ok?"

She started breathing, which was most likely good for her health. "How could your heart just be gone?" She asked slowly but steadily.

"My opinion," Rayden said, "as Ship said, the crystal is his heart now. Try detecting for magic items."

She nodded and tried to concentrate again. The same procedure happened, only It just made the crystal glow violet/green. Then, where my heart should be, another crystal glowed, slightly brighter. "That, what in the world is that?!"

The way I said "I don't know" sounded more like if you tried pronouncing all the vowels at once. "Probably that spaceship that exploded in my face."

She'd seen enough, so I explained. Rayden helped me out, since half the time I blurred my words together or stumbled over facts that were apparently important. She summoned a clipboard and a quill with the ink cup and began to write. "So you're saying that you have voices in your head? You know everyone has them, most just put them in the back of their mind."

"I'm way more than a voice," Zaanne said from the crystal. "I'm the greatest damn voice ever to live in somepony's head!"

"You must be Zaanne, hello." She said that as if that were normal, which either meant she fully understood now or we drove her insane.

Ship introduced himself as well, now in the voice of Dane Cook, though I wasn't sure how smart the comedian actually was.

When we got to the part of breaking the planet maker, Zaanne took up the story. "Me and Ship went into the machine and broke down the defences inside. We broke the fire wall and set the forming planet to scatter itself far away."

"That's not all that happened." Ship responded. "We had this dream-"

"That wasn't important." Zaanne interrupted quickly. "Just about stuff like flying sheep and stuff. Ship, might we talk for a bit?"

The crystal stopped talking, but Twilight stared at it anyway. "What's wrong with him?"

"Dunno, Zaanne's a little weird."

"You're a little weird." Rayden reminded me.

There was hoof steps above us, which I most likely wouldn't have heared without having enhanced hearing from either the crystal, being a pony, or both. Twilight detached all of the wires from me before galloping upstairs. Leaving me to turn off the machine and follow her.

When me and Ray got up there, she was with a cyan pegasus with an amazing aramgement of colors spilling out of her head and flank.

Rayden beat me at reacting, which never happens. When I see something that I find awesome, I'm normally the first one to speak up. In this case, my friend's eyes widened like moons. "Rainbow Dash!" He called excitedly. I hadn't noticed his wings before, but now they flapped excitedly as if they had a mind of their own.

The pony looked to him. "Dude, you stole my hairstyle." I gave Rayden's mane a second look. As of becoming a pony, the spikes and the trail of hair down his neck looked exactly like RD's, only it was red and orange instead of a Lucky Charms marshmallow.

She didn't seem too angry about it. "That's cool. You have good taste to pick such an awesome pony to copy!" Spike had entered the room with a broom, sweeping off the stairs, even though there was barely any dust on it. Maybe Twilight's OCD rubbed off on him?

I counted out four ponies in the room, including me, and one purple dragon. Then I guessed the diameter of the room while Rayden tried to pick out words. "You, y-you're here? Like, right here, alive for me to see?"

~The room is about twenty feet wide and twenty feet four inches long. That means the circumference is close to thirty-two feet.~ The math popped in my head randomly, but that happens when I space out. Nothing was aligned unless perfect, and nothing is perfect.

~And what might that mean?~ Ship asked.

~That means I'm getting anxious, no need to worry.~ I wasn't sure if I was talking to myself or not, but Ship seemed content with the answer.

Apparently I had been staring at the floor for too long. "Hey, green guy. You-hoo!" I looked up to find a pair of magenta eyes at my face. "Who are you? The other one is fangirling too much to talk straight."

Rayden was grinning like me and Pinkie, mumbling to himself. "She's real! Like, right there!"

"I'm Zaanne, that's Rayden."

I guess I should explain the naming. I started calling myself Zaanne because the body that people knew as Gabriel had either transformed or disentigrated, and in Pokèmon, when a Pokèmon evolves, it's name changes. I liked the concept, so I kept Zaanne, which would also stop confusion in name calling when we switched out. I asked Zaanne if he was alright with that, and he said, ~As long as we're ponies, I couldn't give less of a shit about our name.~ Yay, a not-so-new nickname for myself.

"Well, apparently you two already know my name, but I'll say it again, in case you forgot." She back flipped onto a table and puffed out her chest. "My name is Rainbowdash, upcoming Wonderbolt and fastest flier in Equestria!"

Twilight levitated her to the floor. "Yes, you're Rainbowdash. And yes, they already know you. But they also know other things that I wish to discuss with them." She eyed me like i was a new specimen to dissect. "Now, what is it you need?"

"Well," RD said, "a few things actually. First off, the meteor dissappeared. I'm not sure where, so don't go asking."

Rayden looked out of the window, where smoke was thinning away in the distance. "That's Scootaloo's crystal, if I'm right."

"What, the necklace thing she's wearing?" Rainbow studied my crystal and approached me. "Is it dangerous?"

I stepped aside before she could touch it. "Yes, very dangerous. But only to me, no need to worry about Scootaloo." I scolded myself for saying that the second after. Really, very dangerous? I might as well have said, ~she's screwed with it, but she'll be just fine as long as she's away from me!~

Rainbow Dash fixed her eyes to mine and got uncomfortably close. "That's good. Don't hurt Scootaloo, buddy." She said "buddy" like Dane Cook would say "pal", or "chief", or "fuckface".

"The only danger she may be in is the danger of adventure, which you can't stop her from having."

The pegasus nodded and backed off. She turned to Twi. "The second thing is that the snow for the Hearts and Hooves Day party has begun to fall. If you haven't found somepony special, I suggest you start looking."

I got Rayden's attention and mouthed "shipping" to him. Unfortunantly, I'm not good at mouthing words, so I really don't know what he got. Ray was still staring at Rainbow Dash like she was a giant diamond. Poor Tom.

"It's fine," the unicorn sat next to the table and looked at the windows. "Pinkie Pie invited me over for a slumber party for the occasion."

"Speaking of her, did you know Pinkie's bisexual?"

Twilight gasped quickly. "That explains that one party!"

"What happened at 'that party'" I asked. The room was fairly big, but the longer I stayed in it, the smaller it felt. With social problems, that was about routine. I figured it would start happening as soon as I entered, but I guess I could roll better with ponies than humans.

Twilight blushed. "I'd rather not talk about it." But the crystal had different ideas. One quick flicker of light around Twilight and the image in front of me changed to a party.

It looked like Pinkie's house, but it was filled with apple cider. Pinkie was on some makeshift couch with Twilight. The pink pony was extremely close to Twi, whispering stuff in her ear. I couldn't hear what they were saying over ungodly loud mariachi music, but I got the picture of what was going on. Rainbow was laying on both of their laps, singing something about dried grapes.

Pinkie continued flirting, playing with the librarian's mane and whispering more compliments to her, though I'm not sure how much she heared. Most of the time, she just nodded giddly and giggled a lot. All three looked like they had a little too much cider.

Before Pinkie Pie could start nibbling her ears, I waved my hoof quickly across the image, taking it away.

I wasn't sure what had happened, but I got the feeling I wasn't supposed to see that.

"What was that?" Twilight asked immediatly. I was back in the library, with two completely sober mares, a baby dragon and Rayden. I didn't know enough about him to really give him a good adjetive. Blue? Quiet?

"Uhh, I'm not sure. What did you see?"

"I glowed green for a moment, then you closed your eyes. It's been almost ten seconds."

"Hm, one second please." I sat down and looked to a wall. I did that so I didn't start staring at anypony while I spaced out, which I've done way too often as a Primate. ~Ship, what the heck just happened?~

~You asked for what party she was talking about, so i scanned her and gave you an image of that memory.~

~Do you know how rude that is? Sneaking into someone's head isn't much better to wiping their memory!~

~Well now I feel offended.~ Zaanne said.

~Anyway, don't do that until I actually say to, kapish?~

~Understood Sir.~

I stomped on the floor loudly, unsure why though. ~And don't call me Sir. I'm a kid, nothing more.~

I hadn't realized the four pairs of eyes on me until Twilight cleared her throat. "Well, I'm not sure what else I can help you two with. Unless you'd like to check out a book." She waved a hoof to her collection.

I got a book about Asperger's syndrome, just because I love looking up stuff about myself, and we left to the outside.

"You're really going to read that?" Rayden asked. The book itself wasn't heavy, but I had no clue how to hold it without hands, so Ship put it with all of our other stuff.

"Just the key points. Symptoms, social reactions, stories in it."

"Isn't Aspergers some social problem? Makes kids really smart, but they have trouble with other people, right?"

"The social problems are just the top of the pillar, like the side effect of having the syndrome. It starts with the sensory part of yourself." I went on to explain as much as I could about a brain disorder that he probably didn't care for. I noticed him looking off, him nodding boredly, the fact that his eyes were glazed over from my speech.

Because of that stupid social disorder, I didn't comprehend if he was bored or not. Part of it might have been my own ignorance, but another part of me was too boggled by the day to care.

After the speech, I realized I had nowhere to go in ponyville. "Uhh, what are we supposed to do now?"

"We could go tell our parents that we're ok." Rayden and I stopped in the center of town and sat down on a bench.

"I'm sure they'll be fine."

"Maybe yours." he looked to the snow falling around us, slowly coating everything in frost. "But mine just know that the school exploded on the first day that i went there, then I randomly disappear with some other kid. That's sounding fairly suspicious when you think about it."

I tried to see it in the eyes of a detective. The only one to register into Advantage Academy recently would probably be Rayden, who came from out of state. As he enrolled, a meteor that nobody worried about came crashing down on our school, without anyone trying to guess it's trajectory. About an hour later, he's in a hospital that just appeared, then dissapears with a kid. If I were a detective, I'd look into that.

"Yeah, you should go say hi or something."

"Ship," Ray said, "can you take me home for now? As a Human? You can bring me back when I'm done."

"Ok" Ship said, and Rayden dissappeared. The sun was begining to set, which felt weird after such a long day. It became strangely quiet in the village. There were very few ponies, none of which I recognized. Most of them were inside to prepare for afternoon activities I presumed. The snow had picked up, causing freezing winds to hit my face, though I didn't mind. I loved the cold. Texas heat way too hot for me.

One time my step-dad, Sleepy, had claimed that he wanted to move to Canada, since it was way too hot in Texas. Not just that, but he loved hockey to the heart, never missing a Dallas Stars game on T.V. for the world. I, on the other hand, wasn't much for sports. It was fun to play, but I wasn't a fan of hurting people. I played hockey for a year, then left when checking was permitted in my age group. I know, that's kind of childish of me, but I didn't see the fun that came out of running into people at full speed.

Then Zaanne, the most violent person I know, pops into my head. It's like, "Hey, I know you're antiviolent, but here's a guy that wants to kill everyone! Hope you don't mind if I stick him in your head!"

I didn't resent him for being violent, but it was quite annoying when I would try to play video games. ~kill this~ and ~kill that~, even in a game like "Dance Central". When it came to violent video games though, I was the Hitler of them. I'd kill everything and still manage to lose in the end.

"So, what do we do?" Zaanne asked. "Ray has to clear his name and Scootaloo has her girlfriend to screw around with, what do you have?"

"Aliens that want to kill me, a super powered crystal and an annoying voice in my head." Other than that, I had nothing. I already assigned the ship to create a letter saying I'd be out of town for a while. I'm not sure if my parents would belive that, but it seemed like the right thing to at least show them that I was alright.

Then again, I wasn't entirely sure how alright I really was. My life depended on a stone hanging on my chest, no bigger than a good sized pebble.

Ship said,~Well, if you would like some things to do here-~, a green menu opened in the corner of my eye, like a quest log in first person video games. ~-these are the problems throughout the land of Equestria.~

There weren't a lot of things on there, mainly small things like cats stuck in trees and weather needing to be sped up. Both of which sounded menial due to pegasi exsisting. That reminded me of something.

"First thing, I need to learn how to use these." I flapped my wings, but it felt like I was trying to wave frantically. They caught the wind, and I flew backward, straight into a tree.

~I could teach you magically, if you so wish.~

"No." I said, shaking off the slam into the bark. "Some things should be taught manually." I tried again, positioning myself forward, but i ended up face-planting into a wall.

"OW!" Zaanne yelled. "Can you not do that in town?" I realized I'd probably cause some bad collateral damage doing that around civilization, so the ship conjured me a map menu and I escorted myself out of town.

Once we reached the back-end of town, I quickly found a nice plain to play around in. It was several dozens of acres of rolling hills, leading far off to a set of mountains in the distance. The sky was cloudy for the snow, keeping the place well shaded. A line of deep forest rested a few yards away. Next to the woodland stood a cottage.

The house was in a nature theme, a good sized tree-home sitting on a hill, with a dirt path over a tiny creek leading to an equally small lake. The waterway was dry, not being used because of hibernation. Not many animals were present, but the area all around was dotted with crevices and tunnels. Far behind it lay a shed that I dare not go into.

Nopony seemed to be home, but I knew who lived there. I turned from the cottage and spread my wings, telling myself to concentrate. Wind picked up, and I escalated. Immediately, I lost my balance, slamming into a hill.

In the winter, with the ground so cold, it felt like falling on solid rock.

"Time lapse, commence!" Zaanne shouted as I prepared to try flying again.

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By the twentieth time of eating the dirt, I was getting ticked. "Up up and away!" BAM. "Flame on!" BOOM. "I belive I can fly!" NOPE!

I lost count of all the times I failed, so I kept a list of all the things that got me in the air. My wings spread would catch the wind and make me airborne, but after that, I would be better off with vertigo on a tight rope. Flapping my wings propelled me in any direction that the they were facing opposite to, which messed with my head.

I had just gotten down the ancient art of chicken flapping when I heared an odd sound behind me. I got distracted by it immediately, lost concentration, and hit the floor again.

The thing that made the noise appeared next to me, talking in an extremely soft voice. "Oh my, I'm so sorry!"

I poked my head out of the crater like an ostridge and shook it. "Why would you be sorry? I'm the one that crashed."

"Well, you were almost flying, and my noise seemed to startle you." With each word, she became quieter. I looked over to the mare and almost had a metaphoric heart attack.

She had yellow fur, which was partially covered in a green silk sweater with a red heart on it. Her pink mane was hidden under a ski cap, but some strands hung loosely out the sides and between her eyes. Her eyes, they were like the ocean, beautifully mixed with blue and some green. She blinked a few times, showing off long delicate lashes. A long tail laid behind her, swishing from side to side every so often.

"F-Fluttershy?" Was all I could say, almost as quietly as her.

"You know my name?" She sat on her haunches, looking me up and down. I was covered in dirt from my failures, scratched and bruised up, plus I'm pretty sure I didn't smell the best.

"Uhhh" I said some philosophical quote like, "Gah, uhm, I do. You are Fluttershy? Like, the real Fluttershy?."

"Yes, I am Fluttershy, I own the cottage over there." She pointed her hoof to the house on the hill. "If I may ask, who are you?"

"Zaanne, I live, well, far away." I remembered to blink, then I hopped up quickly, brushing myself off. "Never flown before, trying to get the hang of it." I realized I sounded stupid. What pegasus hasn't flown at this age?

"Oh, well would you like some help?" Her voice was too gentle to deny, so I nodded and let her rise again. "Just let me get you some warmer clothes first."

"Uhuh." She trotted to her house, edging me to follow, which I did. I tried to relay a message to Zaanne, but I'm not sure what he got.

~What happened to being 'manually taught'?~ Ship asked.

~Having help is different than downloading the knowledge.~ She led me into her house, which was like Twilight's library, but smaller and filled with animal houses instead of books. There was also more furniture, chairs and couches scattered around in the living room.

Fluttershy trotted up the stairs with ease, and I sat on her couch. Even with the pony rummaging through stuff upstairs, it was oddly quiet in her home. After being around screaming guards and exploding stuff, the silence was nice, but a little out of place. Every so often I'd hear a shuffle, like fur rolling over carpet.

~What's she doing?~ Zaanne asked.

~I'm pretty sure she's trying to help me fly safer.~

She flew back down, literally, holding folded clothes in her hooves. "I think these might fit you." She gave me them and landed.

I nodded and looked at the clothes. It was a navy blue ski jacket with padded insides, a black snow cap, boots and a yellow scarf. "You don't have to wear them, I just thought, you know, it's cold, and you might like something to keep you warm while practicing. The jacket might help with the crashing."

"Thank you, you're very, well, kind." I zipped the jacket up and put on the boots and cap, wrapping the scarf around my neck. The jacket had two extra holes for wings, thankfully. "How do I look?"

"Like a professional skier," she said, "with a bright scarf."

I tried not to laugh too loudly for the sleeping animal's sake, but it's hard for me to control laughter volume. I've never skied or snowboarded before, but my experience with skateboards makes me think it'd be about as easy as flying. "A very colorful skier, that's for sure."

She smiled and walked to the door. "Would you like some help on flying? I'm sure my friend Rainbow Dash wouldn't mind."

"Actually," I didn't really want to have RD laughing at me for not being able to fly. Plus, her drilling isn't my style. "I'd be happier if you were to come and watch instead. If you have the time, I'm not sure how much you have during hibernation season."

She blinked, considering. "I'm not the best flyer myself, I'm not sure how much help I would really be."

"You've been very helpful by letting a stranger into your home just to give them some clothes. I couldn't ask for more than that." I went to the door and patted her shoulder. (do ponies even have shoulders?) "It's your choice to help or not."

She nodded and placed her hoof over mine. "Be careful, now." Her touch was friendly enough, but she was so gentle that my entire arm tingled, like it was lightly being tased again. She showed so much concern and kindness in her voice that I wasn't suprised when she said, "I'll come and watch if you want. I don't have anything to do until bed time, anyway."

I held the door open for her to come back out. "Ladies first."

She smiled brighter and walked out, letting me follow. As nice of a picture I might have had from behind, I really wanted to be beside her. At some point she had taken off her cap, letting her mane tumble down her sides and over her face. We were the same height, her hair giving herself an inch or so more. Her wings were a bit smaller than mine, but the feathers were neatly preened.

To summarize, Fluttershy looked great. She walked slowly, keeping her head up. There were very few microscopic imperfections on her, like how she would blink a few milliseconds too quickly and the rythym of her hoofsteps being out of place, but other than small things like that she was fine.

Walking with her didn't last nearly long enough when we reached the open area again. "Here we are." I announced.

"Have fun, and be safe. If you need help on lift-off, try kicking off the ground and flapping your wings."

~And don't forget your lunch money!~ Zaanne chimed.

I ran to the middle of the feild, prepared to succeed. I flapped my wings, jumped from all four hooves, and rocketed into the ground. The jacket buffeted the fall, thankfully, but it still didn't feel to great.

"Just gotta keep trying." I muttered. And I failed again. And again, and again...

Fluttershy cheered me on from a hilltop. "You can do it!" Even with that, I was getting frustrated.

It took only two tries to get down using chopsticks, and it never takes more than four fights for me to get every control in a video game down. This was like relearning how to walk, without watching anyone besides the pegasi we saw on our way to Twilight's library or by pressing the R3 joystick forward. Eventually, I was able to glide for a few seconds before falling upside-down on the ground.

"Fluttershy?" I asked, after biting the dirt right next to her. "Can I ask for another favor?"

"What do you need?" She asked sweetly. "I have some lemonade if you're getting tired."

I wasn't thirsty quite yet, but I could fight a bear if it was keeping me from getting some lemonade. "That'd be nice," I answered, "but I'd actually like something else, as well."

"Yes?"

"Could you fly around, so I can see how and stuff." I figured if I watched closely at somepony else doing it, I'd get down what to do.

"Oh, well ok, but wouldn't you rather have someone like Rainbow Dash to show you? She's really fast, and probably has better form than me."

I shook my head slowly, partly from being dizzy. "Rainbow is abit too fast for me, your wings will be easier to moniter. Plus, I can't fly, much less fly fast." I recalled a video telling me that Rainbow Dash can achieve Mach 10, which is abit overpowered. Then again, I did shoot fire out of my hands.

"Alright, you can watch me fly to get the lemonade. It's getting late, so we can't fly a lot after:" She spread her wings and looked to her house. With her hair catching in the wind, and her wings spread a yard out each side, she looked like a yellow and pink angel.

She galloped to the next hill and flapped her wings, immediately taking flight through the air. ~That's right,~ Zaanne said, ~keep a real good eye on her.~

Which I did. I sprinted under her, already tired from trying to fly so much. The clothes were weighing me down, and it trapped the heat in, but the sun was practically set, so it was a little nice to have the warmth, even if I looked like a hipster pony.

Fluttershy was about five feet in the air. She would look down to see if I was still following, and slow down for me. I tried getting to her level by gliding, but the wind was just pushing me on my back when I tried.

I spent so much time looking at her, I nearly ran into her mailbox. The two minute walk didn't take twenty seconds when she flew. She landed at the door and waited patiently for me to trot up next to her.

"Did you get to see enough?", She asked.

Truthfully, she was the color of the sunset, so it was a little hard to watch her. "I had trouble seeing enough, but I think I get how to take off now." The way she started to fly, galloping before flapping her wings, she would start with perfect balance in the air.

"That's good, now, would you like some lemonade?" I nodded and we went inside.

When she entered, she sighed deeply and shook abit. I felt terrible, realizing her flying through the winter sky was probably freezing her up, with just the sweater on. Ponies didn't exactly have heaters in their house. "Are you cold?"

"A little, yes." She didn't fly too high, but even I could feel the temperature dropping from the snowfall. It cooled up quickly in Ponyville.

"Here." I took off my ski cap and scarf and started to put it on her. She kept me warm, so I decided to keep her warm, even if we were just strangers to eachother.

I wrapped the scarf around her neck and she asked, "B-but won't you be cold?"

"It's cool, I love the cold. Besides, I owe you a few for helping me and for the upcoming lemonade. They're your clothes anyway." I patted the cap on her head, which luckily wasn't too sweaty.

Her cheeks were a light red, most likely from the cold air hitting her face. "Thank you, Zaanne." She went to a different room, which I assumed was the kitchen.

~Awwwwww,~ Zaanne popped up. ~Has somepony made a new friend?~

~I guess, how many friends do you have?~

~Well let me just check my Facebook.~

~I don't belive you have a Facebook.~ Ship said blatantly, now sounding like Soarin. ~Would you like to make an account?~

Zaanne declined and mumbled something about FarmVille, when Fluttershy came back with two glasses of lemonade. "Do you like cookies?"

"Yes, how good are your peanut butter cookies?" Weirdly enough, I'm not the biggest fan of chocolate. Things like Reese's and chocolate chip cookies are fine, but stuff like chocolate pudding or milk is rubbish in my opinion.

She made us some cookies and I took the boots off. It was a funny snack for dinner time, but I'm fairly sure she had already eaten, and it was getting too dark to practice flying or go out to eat.

~Scootaloo is looking for you.~ Ship said as I snacked happily with the pegasus.

~Tell her to go get some sleep. It's not good for somepony so young to be up so late.~ Too parental? Maybe, but I had to go to sleep at 10:00 every night when I was her age, and I was a fairly happy kid.

~She asked where you're going to sleep,~ Zaanne informed me.

The smart thing would be to go home, but I was enjoying Ponyville too much. There were so many things that I wanted to do, like learn how to fly, research the ponies, or maybe make some real friends for once.

I didn't realize I had spaced out again until Fluttershy spoke up. "So," she said, "you said you came from far away?"

"Oh, um, yes." I stammered quickly. "Really far away." ~how far away is Ponyville from planet Earth, Ship?~

~You don't have a unit of measurement to easily describe how far away you are. The only reason we were able to get here was because I'm good with teleportation.~

"I came from Cloudsdale, but I work better down here, with all of these woodland critters." She gestured her hoof to a small ball of fluff with a bow that I assumed was a cat.

"Interesting." I sipped on lemonade and watched the sun finally sink under the horizon. "I'm here with Scootaloo to help out with whatever I can, at least, until I have to go home."

She readjusted the scarf on her shoulders and followed my gaze out the window. "Scootaloo is a very nice filly, I do hope she doesn't hurt herself with her stunts."

I nodded in agreement. The room was cold, but I still felt pretty warm. Though hot chocolate would probably be the smarter thing to drink on a night like this, and would go better with the cookies, lemonade was too good to resist.

There was a long silence, though it wasn't akward at all. Being quiet and just looking out the window was just as good as talking, and I senced Fluttershy would be more content like that.

The sky was all but what I was used to. In the suburbs of Dallas, there weren't too many stars that peaked through. Out here, with no city lights or pollution, thousands of stars rippled throughout the layer of clouds. It was snowing faster now, flakes sticking to the earth. And covering the ground like powdered sugar. I was used to snow being in late January to early February, but Texas never gets more than a few inches most years.

~Way cooler than your home, I'd say.~ Zaanne said.

Fluttershy sat up and gathered the cups and cookie plate. "It's getting late, we should go to bed."

Having insomnia, that felt like a minor priority. But her words had a gentle urgency to them, so I nodded. I looked over to the kitty, sleeping on some fireplace she never seemed to use.

"Do you mind if I light the fireplace?" I asked. "It might be getting cold."

Fluttershy said from the other room, "I'm out of matches, sorry." She was still in the kitchen, out of eyesight, so I put a big log into the hole. I hadn't tried to summon fire as a pony before. I extended my hoof and willed it to heat up. Instantly, green flame engulfed it. The second before Fluttershy came in, I shot the flame at the log and turned off the flaming hooves.

She eyes the fire, which glowed red after hitting the wood. "How did that happen?" She looked at me. "Did you do that?"

I shrugged, acting as ignorant as i could. "Rubbed two sticks together?"

"Uh-uh." She pulled a blanket and pillow out from the closet and layed them out on the couch. "Here you go. Sleep tight, ok?"

I'm not sure when we agreed to a sleep over, but I layed back on the sofa. "I have trouble sleeping, sorry if I'm not out right away.

She thought to herself for a moment before fluffing my pillow and tucking me into bed. I knew she was kind, prabobly the kindest intelligent being I knew. I didn't expect fluttershy to be so... motherly though, but I didn't complain. She inhaled slowly and closed her eyes.

And then she sang. I knew the song, it was the same one she attempted with the CMC in that one episode about the chicken-Medusa. Sleep deprivation was no match to Fluttershy's voice. Her tone was as close to perfect as possible, every note making my eyelids heavier. The weight of the long, hard day leveled down on me gently. I didn't have time to question why she'd sing for me before everything went black.

Author's Notes:

I know there's a crystal heart joke somewhere in there...