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"You are one sentence away from being hospitalized. Make it count." Rainbow Dash warned the nervous Yahtzee.

"Er, what exactly am I supposed to be doing?" Yahtzee asked edgily.

Rainbow Dash huffed and started walking towards Yahtzee.

"Wait, wait, wait. Okay I am beginning to see what you want," he said. He quickly looked over at Fluttershy and nodded. "I'm sorry that I was being honest. Won't happen again."

"Wrong answer," Rainbow Dash growled.

Rainbow Dash flew towards Yahtzee at full speed and kicked him in the chest, which sent him flying halfway through the wall of one of the buildings.

"Rainbow Dash!" Twilight exclaimed.

"He had it coming and you know it!"

"I don't mean to be a bother, but I appear to be stuck in a wall." Yahtzee said, struggling to get out of the wall.

"We should leave him," Rainbow Dash snickered.

"Rainbow Dash, I am appalled at you. We are civilized ponies," Rarity said regally. She then turned to Yahtzee and glared. "We should only leave him in there five minutes tops."

Twilight rolled her eyes and used her magic to pull Yahtzee out of the wall. Yahtzee stood up and stumbled around for a couple seconds before getting his footings.

"Alright, I'm trying to be as nice as I can towards you, but you are making it extremely difficult," Twilight said quietly, trying to appeal to Yahtzee's decency. Something she hadn't really considered if he had or not.

"Sorry, last time I went to a different world I was treated rather poorly," he said sarcastically, wiping the dust off of his hat.

"You've been to different worlds?" she asked with a gasp.

Yahtzee was about to make a snide comment, but saw Rainbow Dash squinting at him. He then closed his eyes, counted to three and let out a deep breath.

"Er, no. It was a joke," he said, trying extremely hard to be... nice.

Twilight's features softened and she let out a soft sigh. "I was beginning to think that your species could only talk negatively."

"No, just the majority of us," he said, forcing a tight lipped smile.

"I'm going against my better judgement here and giving you one more chance to apologize." Rainbow Dash said.

"Fine. Er, Fluttershy was it? I sincerely apologize for making you cry," he said stiffly.

"That sounded extremely forced," she muttered, slowly walking towards Yahtzee.

"That's because I am unaccustomed to apologies. Usually the things that I rip apart don't have feelings,, so I am quite unaccustomed to seeing something break down into tears," he said reasonably.

"You mean this isn't the first time you've done this?" Twilight asked.

"Hardly. I've done more reviews than the amount of childhood memories George Lucas has quashed."

"If you don’t mind me asking, why do you do these so called reviews?" Rarity asked.

"Well, I get paid to do it."

"Ya get paid t' make fun of others?" Applejack asked.

"Not others specifically. I review these things called video games. Do you have those here?"

"We have plenty of games!" Pinkie said. "We have board games, we have party games, we have-"

Rainbow Dash put her hoof over Pinkies mouth and sighed.

"What is a video game?" Twilight asked.

"Well it is much like regular games except it is projected onto a screen," Yahtzee replied.

"I believe we have something like that here. But what is the appeal to these games?" Twilight asked.

"Well what most people see in it is that multiple people can participate in said games from across the world. You are no longer forced to leave your home to play games with your friends."

"That sounds fun!" Pinkie said.

"It would be if playing with others wasn't like tossing an egg in a blender expecting it to come out unscathed."

"What do you mean by that?" Rarity asked.

"Take a look at me and say some of my negative qualities."

"You seem to be extremely rude for one," Rarity said thoughtfully.

"And you're also really mean," Pinkie said.

"You also could learn when to shut up," Rainbow Dash glared.

"Other than the fact that those are all basically the same trait, you are right. Now imagine the majority of the people that play said video games are exactly like me, bar the blissfully sweet accent, and add the fact that they don't get paid to analyse things."

"That doesn't sound like a lot of fun," Twilight remarked.

"Exactly," Yahtzee said.

"So then... why do you do it if it isn't fun?" Pinkie asked.

"Because other people find it funny," Yahtzee shrugged.

The girls all looked at each other then back at Yahtzee.

"So what happened to you? How did you end up here?" Twilight asked.

"I don't know really. My employer gave me a video game to review and it just happened to be called "My Little Pony and the New Element"," he shrugged helplessly.

"That sounds like a fun game!" Pinkie exclaimed.

Yahtzee slammed his eyes shut, clenched his fists and held his breath. Don't do it Yahtzee. You're doing well so far. Don't say anything stupid. Yahtzee shuddered and let out a relieved sigh.

"Are you okay?" Twilight asked.

"I am finding it very difficult to treat you this way," he answered.

"Well you're hardly being nice, so I can't see how this could be such a strain," Rarity said.

"This is me being nice. And to be honest as bright as this place is it certainly isn't making me any chipper," Yahtzee muttered in a strained voice.

"What is wrong with it?" Pinkie asked.

"Well I don't want to say anything out of fear of the gay one breaking my precious visage," he said, then quickly covered his mouth as Rainbow Dash lunged at him, hooves first. "Oh god, I didn't say that, I swear."

Yahtzee turned to run, but Rainbow Dash's hooves connected with the back of his head and a large cracking noise was heard. The girls gasped as Yahtzee fell limp to the ground.

"Rainbow Dash, what did you do?" Twilight gasped, trotting up to Yahtzee.

"I think you may have just killed him," Rarity said quietly.

"I didn't think I hit him that hard." Rainbow Dash said worriedly, rushing next to Yahtzee.

Twilight lowered her horn to Yahtzee's forehead and it started to glow. After a few seconds she let out a relieved sigh.

"He seems to be okay, but I can't tell for sure," she said quietly. "We need to bring him to my library, maybe I can find out more there."

"Why do you want to help him? He seems to be a total pain in the flank," Rainbow Dash muttered.

"For one, I don't think he asked to come here so something else must have brought him. Two, we could learn a lot from him, more about his culture and what others of his species are like. Three, you knocked him out, he at least deserves to be treated," Twilight said.

"Come on, he totally had it coming!" she countered.

"He may have had something coming, but I don't think it should have been that, nor should you have been the one to do it," the unicorn retorted firmly.

"Whatever," Rainbow Dash grunted. "All I know is I am not going to be the one carrying him."

"Ah'll do it." Applejack said, walking up to Yahtzee. "Rainbow, put him on mah back an' ah'll carry him."

"Fine," Rainbow Dash said under her voice.

"What about his pet?" Pinkie asked.

Fluttershy looked over at the imp, which was now wandering aimlessly.

"I'll bring him," Fluttershy said quietly, walking up to the imp. "Come here, I won't hurt you."

The imp turned and walked straight to Fluttershy, who then picked it up and placed it on her back.

A few hours later.

"He's waking up," Twilight said quickly, rushing next to Yahtzee's side.

Yahtzee groaned and quickly started to sit up, but fell back down with a throbbing sensation in his head.

"Where am I?" he asked in confusion.

"You are in the Ponyville library - my home - and you are safe," she assured him. "You gave us quite a shock back there."

"What did I do exactly?"

"You don't remember?" Twilight asked in return with a visible sign of concern on her face.

"Oh don't worry my mind is still as pristine as ever, I just remember saying words. What I don't remember was threatening to murder anyone," he muttered, rubbing his head.

"Oh, you didn't say anything that terrible," Fluttershy said quietly.

"Then why in the name of everything do I feel as if someone tried to do the same to me to prevent me from doing it?" he asked.

"Well, Rainbow Dash wasn't exactly too happy about you calling her names..." Twilight replied.

Yahtzee quickly looked around and noticed it was just Twilight and Fluttershy in the room.

"Where are the others? Not that I don't mind that they left, mind you, just curious."

"After Rainbow Dash knocked you unconscious I decided that we should bring you here so I could make sure you were alright," Twilight stated. "And then when they-"

"Hold on, why did you bring me here exactly?" he asked in a puzzled tone.

"As I said, I wanted to make sure you were alright," she replied quickly. "Anyways, when we brought you here they-"

"Why didn't you do the logical thing and bring me to a hospital?" he snapped, which only made the pain in his head flare.

"Well I don't know if we told you this, but we still don't know what you are," she said with a hint of annoyance in her voice. "Our hospitals doctors would not know what to do with you since they don't know how your body works."

"Oh..." he muttered, rubbing the back of hi neck. "I guess that actually makes sense. I guess I'm... sorry?"

"It's alright," she said with a smile, thinking now she could actually talk to him. "As I was saying when you were hit by Rainbow Dash I had you brought here so I could check on you. When we put you on the table I told the others to leave because I felt that if they were here you would say something you would regret... again."

"Fifteen minutes here and I am already pissing everybody off. I think I may have very well beat my previous record," he chuckled. He turned to Fluttershy who was petting the imp, which had its eyes closed. "I wouldn't touch him if I were you."

"Why? He seems nice to me," Fluttershy said softly.

"It's just that I'm pretty sure those things are the stupidest creatures ever created, and I think it might be contagious," he murmured.

Fluttershy looked down to see the imp smiling lazily with its eyes half closed.

"He doesn't seem stupid to me..." Fluttershy cooed as she rubbed its belly. "What's his name?"

"It is an "it", not a "he". And it does not have a name," he groaned.

"Isn't he your pet?"

Yahtzee burst out with laughter and hold onto his stomach, much to the confusion of Fluttershy.

"Oh, that's rich," he chuckled. "That thing makes the Kardashians seem up to par with Einstein. Why on earth would I look after something that can barely remember how to breathe?"

"That's not very nice..."

"I'm sorry, I was under the impression we had met before." he said seriously, lifting a curious brow at her. "Shall we start again?"

"No thank you," she replied hastily.

"If a name is that important to you, fine," he sighed. "How about Butterballs? Or Senor Shaftington?"

"I don't think it would like those names..."

"As I said, it doesn't know anything anyways, so you can call it anything."

"What's everypony talking about down there?" came a voice from upstairs.

"Spike, come down here," Twilight yelled.

"Alright, give me a sec," the voice replied.

"Who is Spike?" Yahtzee asked. "Please don't tell me he is a talking dog."

"Of course not, that would be silly. He is a dragon."

"Oh... Wait, a w-what?" he stuttered.

"Don't worry, he's just a baby dragon," she repeated.

"Don't worry? You keep a bloody dragon in here?" he yelled. "Are you daft? That is probably the most irresponsibly dangerous thing I have ever heard!"

"He isn't like other dragons. He is actually really nice," she said in an attempt to reassure him.

"I'll hold you to that when he's ripping my throat out," Yahtzee exclaimed.

A door opening and some light footsteps were heard from upstairs. Yahtzee jumped behind the table that he used to be on to hide from Spike.

"What did you want to see me about, Twi?" the voice asked.

"We have a visitor that I think you should meet," Twilight said, motioning towards the table with a white hat seemingly hovering behind it.

"Our visitor is a white hat?" Spike asked in disbelief.

"No, the visitor is behind the table. Come on out Yahtzee, he won't bite," Twilight sighed at Yahtzee, thinking she had already well enough explained that there was no danger.

Yahtzee slowly peered over the table and quickly lost all his fear.

"That's a dragon?" Yahtzee asked curiously.

"Yeah, I'm a dragon," Spike said with a proud smile, not batting an eye at the alien creature. "It's nice to meet you, Yah-"

"You don't look like a dragon..."

"What do you mean by that?" Spike asked hesitantly.

"Dragons are supposed to be menacing and threatening. I'd be no more scared of you than I would be of a crippled bunny," Yahtzee said. "You look like you should be on TV selling car insurance."

"This guy seems more condescending than Trixie and I've only known him for twelve seconds," Spike muttered.

"You haven't heard anything yet," he said maliciously.