I’m sorry this chapter took so long. I was supposed to go into my surgery thursday, but complications arose regarding the antibiotic they put me on. Long story short, I’m not going into surgery for another few weeks.

POV - Wise

I close the door to Twilight’s home, still amazed that I am actually in Equestria. Looking around the room I am in, memories flood back from when I watched the show. This is crazy, I love it! Books are strewn about everywhere, sometimes forming in large piles. Oh shit, what about Spike? How will he react?

“Hey, I’m going to make sandwiches, do you want some?”, Twilight suddenly snaps me out of my thoughts.

“Um, sure?” I answer a little uneasily, “Oh, and what about Spike? How will he react to me? Won’t he freak out?”

“I don’t think so, he was alright with Danny when he came here.” Twilight turns away from me and begins to walk into the kitchen. A minute of two passes and I find myself a little bored.

“SPIIIIIIKEEEEE!!!!” I hear Twilight yell from the kitchen.

“Everything alright in there?” I call out, not entirely sure as to what’s going on.

“One second, Wise!” Twilight responds.

I sit there for a minute and decide to pick up the newspaper sitting on the ground in front of me. Once I have it in my hands, I look at the cover story. What I see shocks me; a picture of Danny behind a DJ booth with his laptop plugged in, presumably playing for a crowd. I read the title; DJ Texic To Launch Weekly Radio Show On EDM Ponyville Station. Damn, didn’t know he was a DJ, I’ll have to check out some of his stuff... I continue reading the article. Apparently, he and Vinyl Scratch are doing a collab soon and he’s looking for talented DJs to sign to Pon3 records. Damn, dude must be living the LIFE! Wait a minute, he’s in Equestria, of course he’s living the life!

I chuckle a tad before setting down the paper, only to reveal a small purple and green dragon looking right at me! How long has he been there?

“Hey there, you must be Spike, right?” I ask the small reptile.

“Yeah, Twilight just told me about you.” The reptile says, “You’re Wise right? Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too, little guy.” I extend my hand, “I can tell we’re gonna be great friends.”

“That’d be cool, so what are you reading there? Ponyville Free Press?” The baby dragon asks, prompting me to check on this detail. I read the name of the paper, which confirms Spike’s guess.

“Yeah, just reading the cover story.” I look down at the paper, then back up at Spike, “I didn’t know Danny was a DJ, is he any good?”

“Yeah, he’s pretty good.” Spike then looks unamused for a brief second, “He played at a Wonderbolts show once, I hear he did good. He plays some stuff from Earth and some originals, it’s usually pretty awesome.”

“Could you show me something he did?” I ask, curious as to what he does.

“Yeah, Twi’s got a record player over here.” He walks over to a corner of the room and brings out a small, semi-portable vinyl record player, “It’s not really top of the line, but it’s not too bad.” He then walks over to a bookshelf and, after browsing for a few seconds, pulls out what appears to be a vinyl record case, “This is his newest single, Night and Day.”

He pulls the record out of the case and puts it on the player. While listening to the song, I can’t help but think of summer and partying. I bob my head throughout the track and begin to feel energized. Before long, the song ends and I’m left staring at none other than Twilight, who seems to be holding a tray of sandwiches.

“I like that song!” Twilight says after setting down the tray on a nearby table. She smiles at me cutely as I press pause on player.

“I do too, he’s pretty good.” I smile at the mare, “Say, you got a piano here?”

“A piano, why do you ask?” She looks at me, confused at the sudden question.

“I play piano as well as guitar.” I grin a little, “My parents were the musical sort, so they made me practice daily on the thing. I got pretty good at it over time, better than the guitar.”

“Oh, in that case...” She begins to walk over into a different room off of the main library, “Yes, we do have a piano here. I don’t play it, it was here when I came to Ponyville. You’re free to play it, if you want.”

I follow her into the room, which is rather small and seems to actually be built around the piano. I guess the last pony here really liked that thing. The piano itself, which is a grand piano, seems to of very high quality. The brand reads Mareson and Hamlin. Wow, ponyified piano brands, nice.

I open the piano’s lid and put the mechanism up up to hold the lid up. I sit down in the seat, which is unusually soft, almost like a marshmallow seat. After getting comfortable in the seat, I proceed to play a few notes on the keyboard, just to hear what it sounds like. I am amazed at what I hear; the clarity is beautiful, far above anything I’ve played on before. Oh man, I can’t wait to use this!

“Here we go.” I say, readying my fingers for the first time playing piano in a long time, “I might be a little rusty, so bear with me.”

Without further delay, I then begin my song; To Zanarkand from the FFX soundtrack. The haunting opening melody sounds beautiful on this piano, being even more sad than usual. I hold back a few tears as I think of my friends that lost their lives. I think of my world, which turned into a nightmare before my very eyes. This song brings out more emotions than any other OST, without a doubt being one of the saddest songs ever.

I continue to think of my past, of all that’s been taken. Even though I was much more lucky than those who got turned into zombies, I still lost everything I ever knew. Now I have a chance to reclaim that lost time, though. I can be happy in Equestria with the ponies, away from Earth and all its evil. The greed, the violence, the hatred, it would’ve all continued until I died. It’s just how humanity works, the nature of the beast. I’m glad to have escaped into somewhere that values kindness over power.

I finish my song as I play the last note, letting a single tear fall onto my lap in the process. I just sit there for a second before being interrupted, feeling something rubbing against my leg. I look down to see a sad-looking Twilight cuddling up to me.

“Why are you crying?” She asks, looking up at me, “Do you not like it here?” I look at her for a second, amazed that she actually asked this. I smile gently at her as I get down to her eye level. Once our eyes are on the same level,I look at her with a stupefied frown.

“No, I love it here.” I ask questioningly. A tad angry, too, “What, you think I want to go back to that?” I gesture towards nothing in particular, hoping she knows what I’m talking about, “Why would you even ask such a stupid question? Are you stupid?”

“I didn’t think...I don’t...” The purple unicorn’s eyes begin to water, “I’m sorry...” She then turns and runs out the door, clearly upset at what I said.

“Real smooth, Wise.” I say sarcastically to myself after I realize what I said, “Reeeal smooth...”

I dismount the seat and then promptly run out the door. I see a flash of purple bolt out the entrance to the house. Dammit! It’s fucking cold out there, but she’s worth it. I quickly sort my thoughts out and bolt out the door. Once outside, I am once again greeted by an intense blast of cold. My body begins to freeze a little on the inside, but I know that I’m out here to find Twilight, so it should be worth it.

Looking around, I see a faint purple dot galloping to the east. Dammit! I forgot how much faster horses are than humans! I begin to run, although I am quite slow in comparison to the mare I am pursuing. In addition to that, the snow is making it even harder to run in.

I eventually reach the gate of Ponyville, still pursuing the mare. By now I am freezing and quite tired. If I look closely, I can still see the purple dot moving further and further away from me. Oh well... Continuing with my chase, I begin to pick up my pace, pushing myself to the very limits of what my stamina can endure. At this speed I am going nearly as fast as Twilight, who actually appears to be moving off the main road. What’s she doing?

I continue to follow her for a few more minutes, now getting so close that I could easily attract her attention if I coughed. Eventually, she reaches a point, then stops in her tracks under a large tree. I watch as the unicorn sits on her haunches under the tree, a trickle of tears beginning to fall from her eyes. She begins to sob a little, making my stomach ache, not pang, with guilt. At this point I stop watching and begin to walk towards the mare.

“Hey, you okay?” I ask her as I approach from behind, causing the bookworm to jump in shock, “I’m sorry about what I said, I shouldn’t have put it so harshly.”

“That really hurt, but I shouldn’t have just ran.” The purple mare admits, her eyes red from crying, “I’m really sorry you had to follow me all the way out here, now you probably hate me for making you walk in the cold so far.”

“What? Why would I hate you?” My brain is having trouble processing what i’m hearing, “If I really hated you I wouldn’t have followed you two miles in the freezing cold, covered only by an admittedly thick t shirt? No, what I feel for you is quite the opposite of hate. I’m the arse for screwing up back there and hurting you. I’ve been alone for too long I forgot how to act around other peo- excuse me, ponies. I’m not here to forgive you, I’m asking you to forgive me.” The unicorn blushes slightly, then proceeds to hoof the ground awkwardly for a few seconds.

“Well, I forgive you...but can I tell you a secret?” She asks me, looking rather shy, “I need you to come closer.” I lean in a fair bit, not even questioning as to why we need to whisper secrets in the middle of fucking nowhere. “Closer...” She seems to be hanging on the edge of her seat, so I comply and get inside of what would usually be considered your personal space.

At this moment, the purple mare leans in and instead of whispering something into my ear, she kisses me on the cheek. I step back after she pulls away from the brief peck, shocked by the move. Feeling my cheeks lighting up, I attempt to cover the blush with my right hand. Twilight, however, make no attempts to cover up how upset she is when she notices my reaction.

The purple mare just stares at me, occasionally sniffling. I can tell that tears are about to break through, and more sadness is the last thing that I want at this point. Trying to keep the tears at bay, I do the only rational thing that I can think of; I kiss her back. A quick kiss on the lips is all I need. Once I break the kiss, I look at her to gauge her reaction.

She looks just as stunned as I probably did, but I know that she likes me. The mare stares at me for a few more seconds, then suddenly hugs me tight around the my chest.

“Thanks...I thought that you...that you didn’t like me like that...” I see her face turn into a happy smile, a few tears tracing their way down her face.

“I’ve gotta ask you one thing; why me?” I question her, confused over her affection, “For one, I’m a human, and for two, you only just met me a few hours ago. This all just seems way too fast for me.”

“Well, I’m gonna call it love at first sight.” The mare blushes as the hugs continues, “I liked everything about you. Your social awkwardness kinda reminds me of myself when I was first making friends in Ponyville. I remember how you hurt me, but it wasn’t your fault. I like you a lot, Wise.”

“Heh, and I like you too, Twilight.” I proceed to hug her back for about another minute. We just embrace each other under the tree until the cold really starts to get to me.

“Hey, it’s pretty damn cold out here, you mind if we head back?” I ask the now relaxed mare in my arms.

“Yeah, it’s getting pretty cold, isn’t it?” Twilight leaves my embrace and starts off for home with me following close behind, “Come on, I’ll make us some hot chocolate.”

You’ve done a good thing Wise, you’ve done a good thing.

I also got my laptop around a month ago but forgot to tell you, or did I? Anyways, please let me know what you thought of the chapter and feel free to add me on Skype so we can discuss brony things. I’m locoattack1 on that site.