The door to Twilight's room opened as she happily trotted inside, leading me onward as she jumped to her bed. I grinned as I closed the door behind me, keeping my eyes fixed on the prize. The purple princess giggled while I hurried myself to the bed.

"Ah-ah-ahhh... Not too fast." She warned me as I stood in the middle of the room. "Move slowly."

I allowed myself to decelerate from a run to a fast-paced walk, hoping that the decrease of speed was enough.

"Nope. A little slower." She said, getting off of the bed and making me chase after her some more.

I slowed myself even further, walking at a normal pace to where she stood. I was within grasp of her, but then she disappeared in a flash of light and appeared on the other side of the room.

"Slower... I'm not going anywhere."

That was a lie. Every time I gotten close to her, she'd either fly off or teleport to another part of the room. Finally I crept towards her, hungrily pacing my way towards her.

"That's right." She whispered as she glided back to her bed. "Take your time... Rushing things won't get us nowhere."

I bit my lip as soon as I was a few steps away from her bed. This time, she stayed put as I moved at a snail's speed. She started to pant and chew at her lower lip as she laid on her back, facing me as I squinted at her. She gave me a promiscuous smile as she rested against her pillows, her hoof began to wander towards her stomach.

I could tell what she really wanted to do with that hoof. She lowered it just enough to censor what my eyes would normally glance at from time to time. With her other foreleg, she motioned me to come closer. With each step I took, the hoof she used to cover herself would gradually work itself up and down. My footsteps became the measurement for the intervals of when she could move her hoof up and down.

The princess started to squirm a bit as she let loose a long, agonizing moan that started as a croak and lifted itself to a squeal. My mouth started to water at what I knew what going to be presented to me. Twilight removed her hoof to reveal the moistened, darker set of lips that were sealed off by the two silver rings. As her hoof broke contact, a thin strand of fluid briefly bridge the space between her hoof and the soaked region it once touched.

My jaw clenched tightly as the hoof she used crept it's way back up to her muzzle. The juice that stained her foreleg started to pool at the lowest point, aligning with gravity as she held the purple limb over her open maw. A small droplet landed just shy of her mouth and instead landed on her upper lip. Acknowledging her mistake, she whispered under her breath.

"Oops."

She corrected herself by licking the small droplet off of her lips and facing me. With that same hoof, she guided my jaw towards her chest and laid me to rest there. Afterwards, she dabbed a small portion of her essence just on the tip of my nose, where my tongue was unable to reach.

Sometimes, I really hated this mare.

I wanted to experience the taste of her, just once. I knew that I could not fully have her, but I still deserved to sample what I would indulge upon. Instead, she offered me small whiffs of her musk, a smell so potent that my crotch tightened at the slightest hint. Growing impatient, I sought her lips, to which she denied me passage by her magic.

"Not yet... I want to make a deal with you. If I let you taste me, then you'd have to let me hold on to your voice for a little longer."

I swear that this mare was the devil himself. It was a difficult choice to make because I had to think in terms of the consequences of not having my voice for a certain amount of time versus my gratification.

"If you choose me, then I'll let you have a little sample of what you'll be getting in two months, but then you would have to hold off on speaking until the next time I decide to play with you. And as an added bonus, I might think about letting you release this time."

That was a major risk with a substantial payoff.

"If you choose the voice, then you'll be able to speak again. However, this will be the only time from now to the deadline of our approval where you'll have an opportunity like this. That means you can't release, nor will you be able to have another offer like this."

Do I really have to choose between those two. I understand that one is not only instant gratification, but it could also lead to multiple sessions afterwards. The other is the regaining of one of my essential functions to communication. Um... I think I can get by on writing my messages.

Making my decision, I started to shower kisses against her chest and slowly worked my way down. Twilight cooed as her hooves started to guide my head even lower to where she wanted me the most.

I turned my head towards the door in utter disbelief, scoffing while Twilight placed her hooves on my head and directed me back to the task at hand. "Ignore them, they'll leave eventually."

I liked that idea. Throwing all care to the wind, I proceeded to serve my princess.

"Uuugh!" This time, Twilight expressed her frustration by slamming her hoof into the bed. I rose off of her and stormed to the door, swinging it wide open to stare down a yellowish-orange pegasus guard clad in golden armor.

"Um... excuse me, sir. I don't mean to interrupt you at such a bad time, but-"

I leaned against the doorway, folding my arms and angrily staring down the stallion as he stuttered his words. "I-I-I'm sorry... I d-didn't mean t-to... um..."

Twilight walked beside me with a disheveled mane and a sour disposition. "What is it, Flash?"

"Forgive me, princess. I needed to give this to you. It's a letter from Canterlot."

The guard handed her the letter, as she flipped it over and saw the lack of a seal, the purple mare started to vent her frustrations out on the guard. "You do realize... that this is not a priority?"

"Your highness, it's from your mother."

She didn't need to hear him say that again. Tearing apart the envelope, she quickly read through the words and gave out a long-winded exhale. Closing her eyes in disappointment, I already knew what was coming.

If only this wasn't a reoccurring issue...

"I'll be ready in a minute. When will the chariot be here?"

"It's already in waiting, your highness."

"Great. Tell the guard that I will be arriving shortly."

The guard gave the princess a bow and galloped down the hall as I started to bang my head against the doorway. Twilight stopped me short of causing myself brain-damage and held my head in her hooves. She planted a kiss on my cheek, apologizing to me. "Sorry, Nondis. But it looks like your voice will have to do for now."

"Oh no." I spoke for the first time since Canterlot. "You're not gonna leave me like this. Not when you've worked me up so much."

Twilight's ears flopped at my disappointment in her. "I. SWEAR. I will make this up to you. When I get back, I will give you the time you desperately deserve."

"How long will you be gone?" I asked as Twilight grabbed her journal and crown.

"Two days at least."

"Fuck." I threw my arms into the air, giving up on any hope I might've had in terms of getting some action. Shaking my head, I cursed the circumstances that drove me and Twilight apart for the umpteenth time.

"Sweetie, I'm sorry. I swear that I'll make it up to you. I'll clear my schedule and ask not to be disturbed for a day or two. Then you and I can do whatever. Just be patient with me and I'll reward you."

"Promise?" I asked as I walked out of the room, allowing Twilight to lock up behind her.

"Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye."

"I'll hold you to it." I mumbled begrudgingly.

She gave me another kiss on the cheek. "See you later. Love you."

As Twilight ran down the hall to meet with her winged escort, I stood in the middle of an empty hallway, questioning how everything went wrong when it was going so right.

That train to Ponyville couldn't move fast enough. By the time we had gotten off of the train, Twilight had done all she could to avoid kissing me until we returned to the palace. We come here and tease the shit out of each other and then we get disturbed by fate's middle-finger. Now I was sitting in this hall with a boner that could rip a hole in my boxer, that is if it didn't already. I'm unfulfilled, horny as all fuck, bored out of my mind and I couldn't fap. Knowing Twilight, she placed a spell on me that wouldn't allow me to do it without getting a shock or something.

Sometimes, I just really hated our relationship.

Thirty minutes after Twilight left to Canterlot on some family business, I strolled around Ponyville in search of someone to spend my time with. I knew that I had five other mares to burn some time with, two of which I have yet to get really personal with. I guess it would make sense that I'd try them first.

The first stop I made was to Sweet Apple Acres, where Big Mac, Applebloom and Applejack were bucking apples out of trees. It was the time of year that they would harvest all of their apples and have a big sale at the town market. Maybe I could be of some help there.

"Sorry, Nondis. It's not that Ah don't want ya to stick around, but we're so busy 'round this time of year, we really can't afford to mess around."

"But I could help you guys out." I stated in hopes of offering my assistance.

"Ah really don't want ya to mess up that arm again. Ya just got it out of the cast yesterday."

"I can still help somehow."

"Sorry, Nondis. Maybe next time."

Well that didn't go as planned. I would've expected her to be a little more open to having some help around the farm. I guess my left arm, still in the process of recovering, doesn't really help my case that much. Oh well, I still have four more to go.

Walking down the street, I saw Rainbow Dash resting on a cloud above town square. I called her down and asked if she was busy today. Unfortunately, her nap was for a good reason.

"Sorry, rookie. I gotta do some major training for my Wonderbolts audition next week. But maybe we could hang out some other time."

That was one of her prime goals in life, and I was not going to be a hindrance to that. I nodded and walked off, making my way to the edge of town. At least Fluttershy would be able to help me kill some time. If not, then I'm down for painting the town with Discord, of course in his case, we'd be painting the town an assortment of colors.

"I'm so sorry, Nondis. But Discord and I have already set aside today for a bonding session."

Hey, I'm up for a little bonding... NOT THAT KIND. "Well, I don't-"

"Fluttershy dear, does this outfit make me look fat?" Discord asked as he walked in from the back of the house, wearing a skin-tight one-piece sukumizu while holding a ball gag in one hand and a power-drill in the other.

"Bonding... yeah... I'm gonna just..." I blinked and backed away quietly and slowly.

Commencing internal release mechanism in three... two... one...

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Okay, that was way too much I needed to see. Though I did question the coincidence of Discord and Fluttershy expressing their kinkiest desires on the days where Twilight and I are constantly interrupted by one thing or another. But for right now, I needed to forget what I just saw.

Walking towards Sugarcube Corner, I was already thinking of the newest treats that Cheese Sandwich created just about three weeks ago. It was a chocolate pastry filled to the brim with fudge so thick that you could line bricks with it. He ironically called them forget-me-not's, for when a mare is having trouble smiling due to relationship issues or they're just depressed about something in general. Of course the chocolate nuclear warhead would cause you to momentarily forget your cares and focus on the enjoyment of the treat. I could really go for one of those, as well as some time with Pinkie.

"Sorry, Nonnie! We gotta prepare for a big party in Baltimare this week." The pink mare said before shouting back to Cheese. "I NEED THOSE PUMPKIN BITES IN THE OVEN, STAT!"

I shook my head, rejected for the fourth time. "So I guess you guys aren't making the forget-me-not's, are you?"

"Sorry. We're really busy filling out our orders. I'll see if we can give you a little something for your troubles." And in an instant, she ran from the other side of the counter and made her way towards the kitchen. "Cheese, where's my party cannon?"

"In the attic!"

I could tell that they were entirely too busy for me to hang around with. I took my leave and walked along the road towards the castle. Luckily, there was still one other person I could talk to. At least I knew for certain that Rarity didn't have to work today. Perhaps she would want to measure me for a brand new outfit.

"I'm sorry."

Those were the only words she said as soon as I asked. She quickly shut the door behind herself, causing me to knock at it again. "What do you mean 'you're sorry'?"

"I'm not taking any visitors right now. Please go away."

Rarity, denying me the time for a long conversation, not even shoving me through the door and dragging me towards her modeling podium. That was so many ways of wrong. "Rarity talk to me. What's going on?"

She cracked the door open and looked at me. I didn't really take a good look at her at first, but the circles under her eyes and the lack of makeup she wore was a definite sign that something had bothered her.

"Nondis..." She stayed silent for a while, gradually finding the words she wanted to say to me. "Do you find yourself mourning the loss of something you thought was special?"

Oh no... Did she lose someone? "What happened?"

"You, darling. I can't seem to get the fight you and Shining both had out of my mind. I cheered as loud as I could for you and hoped that you would come out of it victorious. But instead, I watched you..." She trailed off, trying to hold back her tears.

"Watched me what?" I asked.

She looked away from me, wiping her eyes of the tears that lined her cheeks. "You confess your love to another mare."

I initially wanted to ask what that had to do with her, but then I was reminded of what she said to me. She confessed her heart to me, moments before Twilight even. She acknowledged that I wanted to seek her out, but now...

That's right. I did confess my love to her. I fought her brother as part of that confession, to show her that I would do anything to keep her by my side, to show him that I would go though hell and high water just to be there for her. I fought for her, broke bones for her, bled and shed tears for her.

But Rarity was working for me since I had got here. She was making the very clothes I wore on my back, just to see me smile. She slaved away late nights and early mornings just to make sure I had a shirt to put on. And at times, it was Twilight who was ripping those same shirts off of me.

I thought the feelings Pinkie had for me ran deep, but Rarity was on another level. Both of them invited me into their homes, let me meet their families and shared very personal stories with me. I fought a bout for Twilight and a losing battle for Pinkie, but Rarity was fighting a losing battle for me. She wanted me to show that same passion for her, just as she threw these wonderful clothes on me with that same burning spirit. And in the end, I went to someone else, her best friend.

That's a mighty hard pill to swallow when you're talking to the person you like... a route I'm quite familiar in taking.

"Rarity... I'm..." How do I even apologize for that? "...I'll... "

She turned away from me, her eyes clenched shut to avoid seeing me. "As you know, I can't really deal with you right now."

And I understood that. She just needed some time to let it all out. I would help her, but being that I was the root of the problem, I wasn't going to be of any help at all.

"I'll let Sweetie Belle know that you came by. Thank you for sharing your time with us."

She started to close the door, but I threw my hand in just before it close completely. "I'll fight for you too. You're no different."

"But I'm just a mare to you now."

I felt a bit of frustration build inside of me as I pushed the door wide open. "Just a mare? Rarity, you're my friend. Not only that, but you're very special to me."

My words only seemed to cut into her even deeper. She turned around and started at me angrily. "Special? I give you my heart and soul, my latest hours and my finest clothes, and you go to somepony else?"

Again, her anger was justified. I could've made the decision to move on from Twilight being that our relationship was on some rather craggy rocks. Even now, our relationship is a bit strained due to these excessive guidelines. But I still didn't have any intention to stray away from that. "...Sometimes, I wish I could give it all back to you. Your love, your kindness, your generous spirit and the time you set aside for me. But I can't. I want to make it up to you, but I just don't know how."

Rarity pulled herself towards me, standing on her hind legs as she anchored herself onto my shoulders. She looked directly at me and held me as she spoke. "If you and Twilight never became intimate, if she would've never told you what she felt, if you never fought for Pinkie, if I never told you that it was my entry in that diary, if we had to start all over... would you give me the chance to have all of you?"

That was a question that I couldn't answer. I wanted to say something, but if I did, then that would show that I'd have some sort of regret for stepping into this relationship with Twilight, which I didn't. And as of now, I couldn't see me and Rarity together. Had it been much earlier, when I was wearing that damn dress... things would've been different. But who's to say that I would be faithful to her, considering that I had started to develop feelings for Twilight as well? Same goes for Pinkie, but she was already conflicted in her heart.

Twilight had won me over. Even if there was a slight chance, there was still only one other person who could really make me screw things up.

I grabbed her hooves, holding her up as I guided her back down. I knelt before her and caressed her face as I spoke. "You have me now, I just can't give you what you're looking for. I do love you and it is a tender love, but not one that's sickly."

Rarity nuzzled against my hand, holding onto it with both hooves. The softness of her coat rubbed against my palm as I felt slight trails of moisture on her cheeks. "I do love you, with all of me. And I will not take that back. Meaning that you won't be mine, doesn't mean that I could bring myself to stop."

I tried to pull my hand away, but she pulled me in even more. Hugging me as she stayed motionless, breathing erratically while she mumbled into my chest. "And since you won't give me all of you, then you'll just have to give me this moment." She spoke, trying to sound like her usual self despite the sound of her broken voice. "I'll... clean the shirt once I'm done."

For a while, we stood in the open doorway of her boutique as she leaned against me, quietly letting her heart and tears pour onto the shirt she strove to make. I held her back, giving her this one moment. I wasn't obligated to do it, but it was something that I would do. It was my responsibility as a friend to make sure she had a shoulder, or chest in this case, to cry on.

After my time with Rarity, I left her to the silence of her boutique. Meanwhile, I took the long route home, giving myself some time to think about what all had transpired since my coming here.

The first month, I was scared to speak to anyone that wasn't a human. But later, I started to warm up to my caretaker at least. The second month, I met Shining Armor. Since then, he, Twilight and I would go out on a few outings and share some time with each other as they both taught me the basics to living a life with technicolor equines. The third month was nothing more than me getting to know Pinkie, having to deal with Twilight and her flourishing crush, followed by it's inevitable crash-and-burn, her trip to rock-bottom and her lunch being spewed against my chest. Shortly after, Rarity and I started to share our time with each other.

By the fourth month, I had gotten to know the basics about all six of the mares who all sought to be my friend. I wore a dress for the second time in my life... don't ask about the first time. Then shortly after, I had gotten my ass beat and taken to court for said beating. I find out that Pinkie was abused real bad and they sentenced the one responsible to forty-something years with no parole. In the fifth month, I got intimate with Twilight, Shining got physical with me, I somehow got Fluttershy and Discord together, moved to Pinkie's place and revealed to the Cutie Mark Crusaders that I could play piano while Sweetie Belle showed off her singing voice.

Month six was a conundrum of shit. I met Pinkie's family, she confessed her feelings to me, Cheese came to town and then she became confused, I hooked her up with Cheese, I moved in with Rarity, met her parents, lived to see another day after Sweetie threatened to burn down the house, visit Canterlot for the first time, get knocked the fuck out, told that the portal was done, Twilight confessed her love to me, I decided to stay and continued to piss off Shining Armor for another three weeks.

Months seven and eight, I was sent to boot camp to train my ass off. I learned how to fight, I got in shape, I became the first human guard in E.U.P. history. In month nine, this month, I went to Canterlot on duty, took care of a sickened princess, challenged Shining Armor to a duel, confessed my love for Twilight and beat Shining's ass. Quite an eventful nine months...

Nine months... Wow.

The deadline for the portal's completion was set a month ago. I can't believe that they finished it as early as six-and-a-half months in. Though, the passing of the deadline date was something that lingered in my mind a bit. I still had the rest of today to do some things and even then, I had tomorrow to myself. Rainbow had training all this week. Fluttershy and Discord were going to need tomorrow morning, noon, and night to relax from today's activities. Twilight was visiting family in Canterlot. Pinkie and Cheese were shipping out towards Baltimare in the morning. Applejack had work to do on the farm. And Rarity... well it's best that I'd avoid her for now to avoid Spike. I wasn't really in the dealing mood right now.

After I went to my room, grabbed a few jewels and put on my Longhorns shirt, I cracked my neck, stuck my chest out, walked into the throne room and stared at the veiled device on the far end of the room. I revealed the large mirror that stood in the same place it once stood less than three months ago. I pulled the lever on the side and heard a low pitched hum as the mirror remained motionless.

For a while, I stared at the reflection of myself, knowing what it was time for me to do. I nervously pointed my hand inside. Similar to last time, my hand was engulfed in a metallic-looking goop that clung onto me until I at last separated from the mirror. At first, I was uncomfortable, but I realized that this wasn't going to get any easier if I stood around to bitch about it.

"Well... here we go."

With a deep breath, a strengthened resolve and a bagful of gems, I gave myself a running start and dashed right through the portal.

When my hand had broke through the plain, I had expected myself to endure some sort of tunnel with flashing lights and weird alien music playing as I crossed from one world to the other. Instead, it was as if I just walked through a wall of water. It was creepy as all hell, but at least I knew that I had made it.

I checked my surroundings, seeing where I was dropped off at. Oddly enough, I stood in front of my large body mirror just inside of the bathroom of my off-campus apartment. Smelling the familiar fragrance of the pumpkin-pie-scented spray from the plug-in on the wall, I took a deep breath of the air and walked out of my bathroom to see my bed, still unmade with my dirty clothes tossed on the floor. I looked outside the window to see that it was going into night time.

I walked over to my computer, taking in the fact that I haven't seen one in well over nine months. Fuck, I missed my baby... and I probably might need to clear my browser history. As soon as I fidgeted the mouse, the login screen popped up. I typed in my password and my computer informed me that it had expired. I soon worked my way around it and unlocked my computer, checking for the time and date.

October 10th, 2014.

The last time I was here was sometime in January. At least I knew that time moved as much as it did in Equestria. But I had to get my mind out of fantasy-land now. I was back home in Austin, here at the good-old University of Texas.

My eyes turned to my Xbox 360. My mind instantly went into relief mode as I pulled out the remote and started moving the media bar towards the icon for one of the games I still had a preference to. I know that this game gets a lot of shit, but it's what I enjoy from time to time. The intro began to play, and I took the time to appreciate it out of my longing for it.

I remember the first time I heard that. I was still getting my ass burned by campers and pro-gamers alike. Though many would ask why I haven't moved on, my answer was that the multiplayer on the other games, weren't as well received. Modern Warfare 2, you could barely find a lobby. Modern Warfare was taken over by hackers. At least this one had a hacker every ten lobbies. Plus I know how to back out when I see one (or when I don't see one in this case).

I started to move the joystick, but was greeted with a message saying that the battery needed to recharge. The sounds that my Xbox made was quite nostalgic. I know it sounds lame to revel over simple shit like this, but I wasn't going to take it for granted, considering that I haven't touched a game for nine months straight. But either way, I needed to hit up the drawer for some batteries for the remote. When I reached in, my hand froze. A thought had occurred.

It's been nine months. No one's been in here except for me. A semester and a half has passed and now I'm sitting in here as if the rent's been paid sometime last week. No one has even come here to check if I was dead or anything. None of it made any sense.

Did they think I was missing or something? Did anyone here even notice?

I suppose the world continued to spin and everyone here must've decided not to give a damn. I guess it really doesn't matter being that I was the social reject. And in this world, I still am. I knew that my parents paid the landlord my rent out of their bank account, but after nine months, I'd expect them to cut the funding and move on to funding something else. Though I can give them credit for doing this, as it has left my room virtually intact. Though that doesn't mean that my fridge isn't in need of a major overhaul.

In speaking of which, I wonder what's in there to eat.

I cleaned out the fridge, causing my apartment to smell like the anus of Satan. I had to open a few... scratch that, all of the windows in the apartment. I started to gather my clothes and sheets to sort out for washing. Thankfully, we had a laundromat downstairs so that I wouldn't get too many odd looks when they see that some of my clothes have mushrooms in them. Not really, but the smell seems to imply otherwise.

For a few hours, I gave my entire pad a military overhaul, throwing away all the things that no longer applied to me. And now, I was on my way to check on my GPA online.

Oh fuck, I skipped an entire semester of all my classes... Oh that's so gonna hurt my cum laude. My GPA went from a three-point-six to a two-point-nine. Well, I can kiss my special robes goodbye.

Looking to the clock on my wall, I could see that it was well-past time for me to do anything in general. The clock read eleven thirty-two. I guess I can find my wallet and see what money I have left and grab something off of the dollar menu at McDonalds.

Wow, it's been forever since I've had their fries.

Scouting through the room, I looked all over, just to find it staring me directly in the face. I picked up my wallet from my nightstand and pulled out about seventeen dollars. Shit, I guess I'm eating good tonight! I also grabbed my freshly-charged iphone four off the counter and ran for the door. But before I left, I had to find my keys.

I could not find those things even if I had prayed for them. I just, for the life of me, couldn't remember where I had placed those damn things. Though to be fair, I didn't really remember what I was even doing back in January in the first place. I guess that'll come back to me when I get downstairs. Either way, I walked outside and lifted my rug to grab my spare apartment key and ran over to the parking lot.

Oh... for the love of... please let this be a joke...

I had to walk back upstairs and into my room, walk back out and into the parking lot to become even more angry at what I saw, rather what I didn't see.

"WHERE THE FUCK'S MY CAR!?"

Those assholes... I know that they did it. I've been gone for nine months and only these fucks, aside from my parents. know that I have a car. If this was another one of their frat pranks, I was going to smash skull until I see the white meat. Sweating from the walk, I panted and puffed in anger as I approached an old-style house with greek letters set on the edge of the upstairs balcony. With boiling frustration, I hammered my fist against the door.

"Yo! Open up the goddamn door!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, not even caring about disrupting the neighbors. Hell, it's greek row, they'll be awake till around three.

My fists continued to batter against the door of the Delta Phi fraternity home until the door swung open. Somehow, my mind was conditioned to see a pony show up at the door so my head was tilted down to look at the pony who would answer. Instead, I was looking at the waist of a dark-skinned male with dreads holding a personalized Louisville Slugger with the fraternity letters grafted in.

"The fuck are you!?"

"Where the fuck's my car!?"

The dark-skinned man looked at me with eyes squinted and lowered his bat. He tilted his head as he tried to get a better look at me. "Hold up, bruh... You look familiar."

"Oh, you know, I've been running around campus, planting flowers, adopting puppies, shit like that-I'M IN YOUR FUCKING FRAT, DUMBASS! NOW WHERE IS MY FUCKING CAR!?" I started to vent my frustrations towards him.

"Hey, you wanna come at me a little better then? This bat ain't here for yo... oh shit!"

What was he surprised about? "What?"

The guy dropped the bat and started to back away slowly, staring at me in shock. He turned around and screamed to the upstairs rooms. "Hey! Hey Rickey, you ain't gon' believe who's here!"

I looked at him quizzically, unsure of who he was and how he knew me. "W-wait, what?"

I heard the almost-foreign sound of feet stumbling to walk towards the stairwell. By the time the guy got there, he stared at me slack-jawed. "No... fucking... way..." The guy with a light tan, short brown hair and blue eyes that looked at me was the very guy who got me into this fraternity. He ran down the stairs as quickly as he could and got a better look at me. "Nondis?"

"Ricky, where's my car?" I simply asked as he looked at me as if I was a zombie.

"Oh... shit. I can't believe you're here! Dude, I... we... fuck man! We thought you were dead!"

And I'm lost. "What?"

"You don't remember what happened?"

I looked at him dumbfoundedly. "What are you talking about?"

"Dude, it's been nine months!"

No shit, Sherlock. "Yeah... and? Where's my car?"

The two guys just stared at me, scratching their heads and trying to think of something. The dark-skinned man spoke. "Let's slow down for a sec. You mean to tell us that you don't remember... what you did in Galveston back in January?"

I remember us going somewhere now that he mentioned it. But I didn't remember where. The rest of it seemed like a complete blackout. Though after that, the first thing I remember was being scared by a pink pony who just wanted to say hello. "Not really."

They both took a deep breath and walked me into the house. Ricky pulled me into the den and sat me down on one of the couches. "Dude... Are you hungry?"

Famished. "Why?"

"We're gonna be here for a while."

Something tells me that this story might have to do with my car being missing.

Well... that was a lot.

After they managed give me some soda and the last of the leftover pizza from just earlier, they took the time to explain everything that happened in Galveston. And apparently, it was a lot of shit worth mentioning. I was told that our frat was going on a trip to the gulf to celebrate the new year. After riding there, we had a pretty wild party that pretty much lasted all the way until the fifth of that month. It didn't take me long to find out that no one was really paying attention to me because of how quiet I was. So I made a decision to try and fit in.

After a few shots and couple of joints, I started to unwind a bit. A bit too much actually. I was a very bad dancer and was driving all the girls away from me with pelvic thrusts so sporadic that it looked like I was have a mix of Tourettes and a seizure. Eventually, I got so drunk, I blacked out. The next day after I decided to try the process again, a stupid decision. So I upped the ante and got a hold of some shrooms. I started tripping balls and wandered outside to ride in my car. The next thing that they knew, my car had crashed into the gulf. I swam out, but I just kept swimming towards somewhere else. The next day, they couldn't find me, contact me or even catch wind of where I wandered off to.

So quite literally, I ended up tripping to Equestria. But how? I didn't lose all that weight and join the military for an imaginary cause. Hell, if my fights were anything, it was an indication that it was all real. I'd need to speak with Twilight as soon as I get back about this. This is strange.

After a little bit, I had finally let it all sink in and I was updated on what all had happened to me when I was gone. Apparently, they told my parents what all had happened, my parents had sent out a search party and informed the school that I had gone missing, and they continued to pay the rent of the apartment in hopes that I would one day return.

And I fucking loved them for it.

"So where you been, bruh?" Cliff, the man with the dreads, asked me as he threw me a bottle of water.

"Okay... I've been to a magical land of talking ponies and snarky dragons that all came in a variety of colors, shapes and sizes. I met their princess and their people wanted me to marry her." I joked.

The two stared at me for a second before bursting their guts all over the floor. They both slapped their knees and held themselves as they tried their best to stop laughing. Rickey shook his head. "That's had to be one hell of a trip you went on. But how the hell does that shit go on for nine months?"

Easy, it was all real. But I'm not telling you that. "Yeah... Shit was crazy."

"But you cool now?" Cliff asked as he got himself a snack out of the freezer. "You ain't went out and catch no crazy shit, did you?"

"Nah, I'm clean." The only thing I seemed to catch was a shitload of problems. But they all gradually resolved themselves.

"Dude," Rickey pulled out his cell phone and started to scroll down the list. "I gotta text my ex about this shit!"

"Woah, woah, woah... your ex? I don't think she'd even give a shit." I stated as I downed the water to wash my mouth of the loose food.

"Nah, man. Melanie has been trying to see-"

I think for the first time in my life, I pulled off a successful spit-take. The water sprayed from my mouth as I struggled to breathe for a brief second. "MELANIE!?"

"Yeah. She and I went out about six months ago and we broke it off two months after."

"She was on some tie-you-down type shit. It's college bruh, we ain't got time for dat. We tryin' to cut it in before we start lookin' for wifey." Cliff added as he dry-humped the air, pretending he was holding a girl in his hands.

I'll find the time to punch Rickey in the face for Melanie and Cliff in the throat for his comment later, but for now I needed to hear about what was going on with Melanie. "What's going on with her?"

Rickey cringed as he shrugged his shoulders. "She's been sick over you. Since you disappeared, she's been the main one who was trying to find out whatever happened to you."

I started to feel guilty over what I said to her before I joined the fraternity. I just couldn't stand to bear the fact that she was the flagship in the search for me. Maybe I made a mistake and misjudged the world for not caring about me. Then again, it could be the government wanting another person to live long enough to pay their taxes. But that's another bullshit theory my mind would throw together.

Yet that doesn't explain how these two, who didn't give two shits for what I did with myself, started to suddenly show some concern for what I was doing for the past nine months. But that doesn't matter. What I need now is information, and I can't get that if I decide to be nasty with everyone.

I wasn't exactly fond of knocking today. The last time I heard a knock, I was deprived of an opportunity of the sexual nature. Rickey got off of the sofa and walked towards the front door. "I'll get it."

I turned to Cliff, who I started to remember. The last time I saw him, he had some braids. Not only was he enrolled in one of my classes, but he crossed the burning sands a year before I did. He was a member of Delta Phi a year before I had even thought of joining.

"So..." I began. "What all happened when I was gone?"

"Let's see... um. Ya boy Robin Williams died."

Damn, that a shot to the heart. So much for my childhood. "That's tragic."

"There's this one organization called ISIS, ISIL, Icicles, some shit like that and they cuttin' heads off and shit."

Damn, I can see the world has moved right along without me. "Again with this?"

"Kim Jong Un went missing."

Okay, that's interesting. "Really?"

"A man in Dallas died from gettin' the Ebola virus."

Oh that's just next door. That's not even funny. "Are you serious?"

"Some shit goin' down on campus, they protestin' the shit that went down in Ferguson this past summer."

"Where's Ferguson?"

"South of St. Louis."

"What happened there?"

Cliff pulled out his phone and pulled up a web page of the images of what all had happened. "Bruh, what didn't pop off up there? You got the police in tanks and shit, boy up there got shot by a cop and died over some dumb shit, they protestin' and all, got them boys rioting-"

As I cycled through the pictures and a few videos, I shook my head in disbelief. "And this is all in our back yard too."

He took the phone from me and pulled up another page from the school's website. After he was done searching, he gave me the phone to look at a photo of myself with the caption of 'missing person'. "You hot news around here, bruh."

A video played, going further into the details of the story. As of now, every last bit of the trail they used to find me had gone cold. The cops are baffled, trying to find out any information about me. I saw my mother in an interview, she was crying that I hadn't come home in some time. And now, the cops had assumed that the worst had happened to me. Almost all attempts of rallying any more search parties had all but quelled. Only my family, a few detectives and a local student at the university was looking for me. I can't believe I caused such a ruckus.

"Here you go." I heard Rickey say as he walked into the room, followed by another set of feet.

When I had looked up, I questioned myself over who was the person standing across from me. It was a cute, fair-skinned girl with medium-longish, brown hair with bangs, dark-brown eyes and a small double-chin. She wasn't fat, but she wasn't skinny either. Instead, she was a well-proportioned individual. She had a decent-sized bust with a small rear-end. She wore a pink shirt, black leggings and a pair of white Sketchers. The girl stared at me with unfamiliarity.

Rickey walked over to me and asked me to stand up. After I rose from my seat, he placed an arm around my shoulder. "You remember Nondis?"

A look of revelation sat upon her as she looked at me, gasping and covering her mouth. She shook as she reached out for me, starting to cry over my appearance. When her hand reached out, it shook violently as she ran up to me. I stood motionless, not sure how to react to her. Finally, she reached me, grabbing onto my hands, feeling the skin of my palms, marveling at the slight touch of my fingers. She held my face to get a good look at me. After a moment, she let herself descend into maddened sobs. Her arms latched around my body as she hugged me rather tightly.

"Nondis, I think you owe Melanie an apology."

Me: Well, I should go on ahead and get started with this other story I was writing. It would be fair that I do just that.
Mind: NO BITCH, YOU'RE GONNA WRITE THIS!
Me: b-but... muh other stories-
Mind: FUCK THAT! NEW CHAPTER NAO!

That's all of what happened in a nutshell. So my brain pretty much bullied me into updating this. I don't need to, I don't need to, I don't need to, I don't need to, but I want to. So yeah, he's back in the human world and he'll be there for a brief second. Of course, being that he shares our universe, the things that happens here will happen on the human end of the spectrum until later.

Why later? Stick around to find out.

Also, if you guys were wondering what a sukumizu looked like...