“.el.o c.n yo. .ear me”

My head feels like I just went to a concert, and sat inside the speakers! I can see Dash’s lips moving but I cant make out what she is saying. After a few minutes my head starts to quite down but I can just barley make out what is being said to me.

“Why do I feel like I just flew out of a cannon?”
“Well the teleportation, worked kinda.”
“What do you mean it kinda worked?”
“I teleported you 10,000 feet in the air”

Twilight seems to have a strange look on her face. I’m usually able to read people, or in this case pony’s, quite well. Maybe its because she’s a pony but I don’t think so. I start to rub my temples trying to release the migraine swirling around in my head. I soon realize that something is wrong, but I cant seem to see what is.

I look at my hands, well that used to be my hands. I see a set of hooves where my hands used to be. They are a semi-dark blue with a silver pattern along the outside. I look up too see some hair dangling over my eyes. Its also a semi-dark blue with some silver mixed in.

“Either I hit my head really hard this morning, or I’m a freakin pony.”

Rainbow looks at me, her wings start to expand a little but she pushes them down.

‘Wonder what that was, no I have bigger issues on my hand or hooves right now.’
“Well you’re a pony, I guess since I turned into a Hum-ne in your world, you turned into a pony in ours”

A pair of wings is resting on my back, their colors matching the rest of me. A semi-dark blue with a few silver feathers scattered around. I stretch the new muscles in my wings and they start to stretch out.

“This is going to take some getting used to.”
“Blue Mist can I ask you some questions about your world?” A quill and paper appear in her hooves.
“Typical Egghead”

We talk for a few hours about Earth. Twilight can’t seem to stop righting down everything I say. She could right a book with everything she has written down. Dash seems to slip in and out of the conversation, paying attention when stuff like airplanes and race cars come up. Her face was priceless when I said that I owned a sports car. She wished that we could have driven it around while we were on earth., and to be honest I wish I had too. I’m going to miss my ‘98 Mustang GT.

“What happened to you back on Earth, why did you want to leave it all behind.”
“I told you that everyone died, I’ll tell you about it someday but not today.”

Dash seems sad to be unable to learn about my past but that quickly fades.
‘He just needs some time to deal with it, I did when I lost my parents. He will tell me when he’s ready.'

Almost simultaneously all of our stomach’s agree that its time to eat. The growl’s could probably be heard for miles. None of us had eaten since early on in the day and the sun was getting ready to set within an hour.

“Ill be right back!”

Twilight disappears into a bright flash of light, only to reappear behind us a few seconds latter holding a picnic basket. She pulls out three sandwiches and some lemonade. We all sit down and watch the sun set together, talking a little more about Earth.

“That was a beautiful sunset, wasn’t it”
“It sure was Pinkie… PINKIE PIE WHEN DID YOU GET HERE!”
“Silly Dashie I’ve been here since Twilight brought me in the basket."
“But.. Basket small.. You big.. Never mind”

A pink pony is bouncing around the three of us. Her mane is pink and fluffy, like cotton candy. The amount of sugger she has eaten must rival some kids on earth.

”Blue Mist this is Pinkie Pie, cover you ears”
“Why would I”
“O my gosh your new here, that means I need to throw you a party. Do you like cupcakes, what about pie or cake or punch or brownies. What about candy and muffins and.”

Rainbow sticks her hove straight into Pinkie’s mouth, finally ending all the questions.

“Easy Pinkie, just go plan the party for tomorrow.”
“Okie doki loki” A pink blur zooms down the road heading into town.
“Well Mist that was Pinkie Pie, you will get used to her eventually."
“Give me a second I’m still trying to process all those questions.”
“I'll see you at the party tomorrow, Blue Mist.” Twilight teleports out of sight.
“Well since you’re a Pegasus want to crash at my place?”
“Sure, but what does being a Pegasus have to do with it?”
“Right not from here, only Pegasus pony’s can stand on clouds and well my house is a giant cloud.”
“Ok makes sense, I think.”
“Well come on slow poke!” Dash is hovering over my head, taunting me
“Give me a second, I haven’t flown before.”

I start to flap my wings and I hover a few feet in the air. Its such a strange feeling, just floating in the air. Getting lost in my thoughts I quickly plummet back to the ground and get a mouth full of dirt. Dash cant help but to laugh her flank off.

‘Dammit, gravity why must you be so mean’

“Hahaha, need some help their Blue Dirt.”
“Very freakin funny Dash.”
After many failed attempts of flying, much to Dash's amusement we head off.