I personally didn't get much sleep that night. AppleJack kept on thrashing around, but I managed to finally go to sleep. It was rough, but I kept waking up every now and then. I was going to be tired as shit in the morning.

I couldn't tell you how badly I wanted to tap AppleJack's shoulder and say, 'Ay, stop thrashing around!' but then you guys would be like 'YOU ASSHOLE WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT!!?!' or something along those lines. But eventually, she stopped thrashing, and I got some sleep.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Wake up, there, Andy!" AppleJack shook me to consciousness.

"SIR, YES, SIR!" I said, almost thinking I was back in the lodges at the training facilities on the base. The orange pony looked at me, confused. "Sorry ... I was in the army back home. Normally woke up early to a holler." I said, tiredly standing up. I looked down, "Dammit ... Where the flying hell did my shirt go?" I asked.

"Rarity took it, don't y'all remember?" AppleJack shot me a question as a reply.

"Oh ... Well ... Okay, where is this Rarity?" I asked her.

"She's in Ponyville. Ah don't think the ponyfolk there'd really be too accepting of yer' visit, 'And." AppleJack said, getting her stetson hat. "Well, Ah got a whole days wortha' applebuckin', so Ah'll be in the orchards somewhere if y'all need me, Andy." she said, leaving me in the room.

"Humph." I humphed. "What to do ... I'm in a world full of ponies, who at first sight, will probably be scared the shit out of me ... Like ... Look at me, I'm huge! I'm like a ... Like a ... Fuck, I don't know, a monster to them of some sort! Whatever I do, I cannot go into town. Cannot go into tow ..." I then heard Rainbow Dash loudly knock on the window in the room. I yelped in fear and fell to the floor, "SHIT!" I yelled.

Rainbow Dash laughed at me, and I groaned. "Dash! You scared me, what do you want?" I asked, opening the window. Dash slowly stopped laughing.

"Oh ... Uh ... I wanted to say sorry again about what happened last night ... I ... I-I just couldn't resist." Rainbow apologetically blushed.

"Ah, that's fine. I ain't mad at you for it." I replied.

"You're not?!" she asked, beaming.

"Of course not, Dash! You know, I didn't actually notice you doing that until I broke the onslaught of facts." I said, scratching behind Dash's ear, making her smile.

"Hey! Stop it! T-hat tickles!" she giggled.

"Payback!" I exclaimed, teasingly. I stopped tickling her. I didn't take the time to really analyze the feeling though. But I could only bet out of my mental stupor of laughter, that it was soft. Me and Dash giggled.

Just then, my cellphone began to ring on the table. "What the fuck? I can receive calls, but not make them? The hell?" I asked, picking it up. "It's General Adams!" I exclaimed, answering. "Hello? General?"

"Yes. This is General Adams. We're in your house right now, searched the entire fuckin' place. The wooden floor in one room is burnt in a body-shaped formation though. What the hell happened here? The DNA sample states you were burned somehow. Is this true?" he asked me through the phone.

"Who's that talking to you?" Dash asked.

"Nobody, Dash." I replied.

"Dash? Are you on meth?"

"No. I'm not in the same world anymore, Adams. I can tell you that much, and it is sure as hell better than being back home ... For the moment ..." I said, "But I wish I could explain more. I'm not sure how I got here. Don't even bother searching for me. I relieve myself of duties, with honor, sir." I continued. "Goodbye." I ended, hanging up.

"Well ... That could have gone better." I said, looking at Dash worriedly.

"What could have gone better?" she asked.

"The person who called me was a general in the army I was in back on Earth. He'll have them look for me worldwide I bet. The poor idiots ..." I said, drifting off.

Dash cocked her head at me, "Huh? What are you talking about?" she asked.

"Oh - I - Nothing, sorry, just got carried away in my train of thought for a second. Sorry Dash. I'm just very bored at the time being, is all. I fear that if anybody except you girls sees me in the town, it'll start a panic. I think in good time I'd be able to go to the town." I said, looking at Dash idly.

"Yeah maybe ..." Dash said, staring at my abs again.

"Eyes on the prize, eh?" I teased. Dash blushed and gave a sheepish grin.

*Squee*

"What the fuck was that?!" I exclaimed. "Squee? Who squee, you squee?" I made Dash giggle. I felt good, but bad at the same time. But that was only part of me, screaming; 'THEY'RE PONIES! THEY'RE NOT FUCKING HUMANS! DROP THE BRONY SHIT! DROP IT! DROP IT!' but most of my mind says; 'Gain their trust, friendship and care. Only then, will you be solely accepted into their community. Continue. I am proud of you.' I don't know where that thought came from, but eh, it sounds inspirational.

Dash snapped me out of my mental stupor, "You alright there, Andy?" she teased. "You're losing me!"

"Oh shit - sorry, shit happens, aha ... Well ... What should I ... We ... Do? I am extremely in the need of some source of entertainment." I said.

Dash lit up, "Ooh! I have an idea! You up for it?" she grew a devilish grin.

"Oh Almighty Lord strike me down ..."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS DRAGONS!!!!!" I yelled. "I WAS CARRIED THROUGH THIS FOREST FOR BULLSHIT!"

Dash laughed, "No! We're going to do something only the bravest of the brave can do." she said, nudging me to the front of the cave.

The dragon I saw was ... Red ... And immensely colossal. I pulled out my pistol (Thank god it wasn't burned up from the crash!), gulped, and then I gestured her to 'move in'. "You go, I'll stay here with this if shit gets real." I said.

"Okay. What's that thing gonna do to a giant dragon?" Dash asked.

"It's able to hurt it real badly if I aim for it's eyes. I'll leave it at that. Now go. Be careful, though."

Rainbow Dash slowly crept along the walls of the darkened cavern. The main goal was to startle the dragon in this near-suicidal prank. I had a clear shot at the dragon from my position; Right between it's eyes. I was still pretty concerned, 'Okay, I know Dash to be daring and courageous, but this may be pushing it a bit ...' I thought. Alongside that, I was lining up the sights in case something does go down. Dash sneaked up behind the dragon. I lined my gun up, at the ready. "Oh god ..." I muttered quietly.

Rainbow Dash dropped a pebble onto the massive dragon's head, and flew up, out of view. The dragon looked around, confused. Now it was time for my part. I aimed my pistol straight under it's tail, and since there was assurance of no serious danger, I squeezed the trigger, and fucking BOLTED. I could hear the bang. The colossal beast of a dragon yelped in fear, and Rainbow Dash flew out of the cave after me, running after me on her hooves. Wow ... This is so awesome ... Fanboy implosion ..!

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled in triumph and excitement as me and Dash bolted through the thick foliage, laughing our asses off. "I'VE NEVER HAD THIS MUCH FUN IN A WHILE!!!" I yelled again.

Me and Dash eventually reached the treeline, and we sat down for a breather. "Woo... Phew ... Hoo.." I panted.

Dash had her tongue lolling from her maw, on her back, panting wildly as well, since we both ran through at least a mile and a half of forest and foliage. We panted and calmed down tiredly, laughing like children. I was truly enjoying myself for once. I was enjoying the excitement that life gave, regardless of whether it be horrifying dragons or playful puppies. Yeah. Das' right. Playful puppies.

After approximately fifteen minutes, we finally calmed down, but we still breathed a bit heavily. I helped Dash up and set her on my back. Wow ... She ain't heavy at all ... Must be a Pegasus thing ... She couldn't weigh more than around sixty to seventy Lbs, and I've carried two-hundred Lb. luggage on my back. Eh. At least I got sixty pounds of pure hot, sexy, awesome flank on my back ... What?! A guy can have dirty thoughts, so get the fuck out of my mind ..!

I swear to god, if I wasn't in a state of pure euphoria, I would have collapsed as soon as Dash got on my back, because I ain't too good a runner, and running through that much forest, add my running skills, equals PAIN. ON MAXIMUM. LEVELS. Argh! Anyway, Dash told me to walk for a little bit to the North, and we did. Gosh, Rainbow Dash from the show; one thing. From a real-life, in-depth perspective; 200% cooler. Eeyup.

Me and Dash finally arrived along a pathway, and she told me to look up. I did, and I saw her cloud house. "Holy shi ... Cow." I said in awe, "UH! Uh-huh-uh-huh, that's the way, UH-HUH-UH-HUH, I LIKE IT! UH-HUH-UH-HUH, Goldmember! Goldmember!" yes. I used to watch Austin Powers a while before the war started. My favorite was 'Austin Powers in; Goldmember', obviously. I'd be shocked to the bone if any of you know of that movie WITHOUT using Wikipedia. Rainbow Dash, however, just fell over laughing when I did the dance, which lasted three seconds. Yeah, for a grown man, I can be ridiculous. Deal with it, get a sense of humor!

Dash smiled at me before saying, "I guess I'll see you around! I gotta get reading another Daring Do book. They're awesome!" and with that, she took her leave to the majestic but awesome cloudy palace of hers.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I didn't know which way to go. I was shirtless, my top half was bare, I was in camouflage fatigues.

(In case you didn't know, I'm 5'11". Kinda tall, I guess.)

I saw the town, Ponyville. I was half excited and half scared; excited because, hell, you know. Scared, because of what their initial reactions to me may be if they were to see me. I heard three little voices behind me on the path, and I froze in place. I didn't even move a muscle. I closed my eyes and stood still as a statue. I calmed my heart rate and breathing.

"Wow! What a cool statue! I ... Don't remember it being here, though ..." a voice said.

"I wonder what it is ..?" another came.

"Ah don't know what it is either, girls. Let's just leave it and move on. Ah'm gonna go home ta' AppleJack." yet another voice came.

Still frozen as a statue, I heard the tiny clip-clop of hooves, and they faded away. I slipped away from my posture, hiding behind a tree. "Too close." I panted nervously. "Too close for comfort." and I bolted off into the field that lay ahead of me, until I couldn't see the town anymore.

I worried if I fucked up; which I probably did, but I wasn't very worried. I was glad to get some fresh air. I sat down in the middle of an open plain, where it was serene. The crisp but warm breeze blew in my hair. I let out a relaxed sigh, and laid down. The grass was moist and warm also; I enjoyed the refreshing texture of the blades of grass against my bare skin. It actually felt soothing.

My relaxation was interrupted, and I was stepped on by a yellow hoof.

I yelped.

"Oh! Andrew, um, I didn't see you there ... Um ... Sorry!" I recognized that timid, adorably soft voice anywhere; why, it was good ol' Fluttershy.

"Urgh ... It's fine, Fluttershy. What are you doing all the way out here?" I asked her.

"Well, I was just looking for a certain type of plant that can't be bought at the markets. Angel Bunny is quite the picky eater, and he wants me to make him something specific." Fluttershy told me.

"Oh. I hope I'm not interrupting." as I stood up, Fluttershy looked intimidated and scared at the site of my toned muscles in the light.

"You look like that Iron Will ... Minotaur ..." she pointed to my abs, a small amount of fear in her expression.

"Okay ... Why does everybody here have something to relate to from my muscles? It makes no. Sense. Like come on, they're not that good, are they? Fluttershy?" after asking this, Fluttershy blushed. "Goddammit." I face-palmed.

"Well, if you want my honest opinion ... They're ... S-scary kind of ..." the timid yellow Pegasus stuttered.

"Does somebody want a hug?" I asked. Fluttershy nodded and I brought her to a friendly embrace, slowly petting her mane. "You okay, Fluttershy?"

"Yeah ... Just ... Iron Will was scary too." Fluttershy looked up at me. Her aqua eyes ... AGHGHGH! MY HEART! FUCK!

"Aw, I won't let the big-scary-monsters hurt you." I cooed, un-teasingly, hugging her closer. I could feel the smile on her face. I was happy. Very happy.

Fluttershy broke the embrace. Goddammit.

"Sorry Andy. I have to go back to Angel Bunny, bye!" Fluttershy said, grabbing the basket filled with the plant she was looking for, supposedly. I didn't know, so I stood up.

"Ugh," Andrew groaned, "I should have followed her back to her cottage. Well, idea's gone. I'll just make with what I got." and after saying that, I took my leave, heading for the very distant farm. I could see the apple orchards, and I could just barely see the top of the farmhouse.

I picked up the pace, and jogged.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Where is he? He has me ah might worried!" AppleJack walked impatiently back-and-forth on the farmhouse porch.

"Who, big sis?" AppleBloom asked, who came out from the farmhouse.

"If he gets back, sugarcube, Ah think you'd like ta' meet the fella. He's ah good guy." AppleJack looked distantly into the apple orchards.

AppleBloom teased, "Is he ah special somepony?"

AppleJack snapped out of her mental stupor, "He is not ah special somepony, AppleBloom! Where in the hay would y'all get such ah idea?" she snapped, looking at her younger sister. She drifted off in thought; "But those huge buckin' muscles ... Mah lord ... He'd make ah fine worker ... And Ah saw 'Dash lickin' on him when we were walkin' to the farm ..." AppleJack grew a half-devilish and laughing grin, then sank into her worried state again, "Gosh darnit'!"

"AppleJack, Ah almost forgot to tell ya! There's sum kinda weird statue thing near the schoolhouse! It's purty' cool! It's tall and it's er ... Half bare, but it wears these foresty-like pants and-" AppleJack hushed her sister.

"Did y'all say 'Foresty-like pants'?" she asked. AppleBloom nodded. "That 'statue' yer' talkin' about is the somepony Ah wanted y'all to meet. He just froze prolly' cause he ain't want ta' scare you or other fillies, sugarcube."

AppleBloom suddenly dropped to the ground, shivering in fear, pupils shrunk.

"AppleBloom, what's gotten into ya- AH! Andy! Y'all can't sneak up on meh and AppleBloom like that! Ya' scared the daylights out of us!" she scolded.

"Whoops ... Sorry AJ. I just saw you and your little sister here in deep conversation, and I didn't want to interrupt." Andrew apologized.

"How'd y'all know she's mah sister?" AppleJack asked, looking at Andrew.

"When I walked by the schoolhouse this afternoon, I encountered her along with two other fillies, and due to her name, I could only guess she's a relative of yours, AJ." Andrew walked onto the porch, looking at the still-shivering AppleBloom, who was plucked from the deck. "Hey, listen here, I wouldn't hurt you. I didn't mean to scare you, sweetheart." Andy said to the squirming yellow filly in his arms, who eventually calmed down and looked at him with gleaming eyes. His hug tightened a bit, then he let her down, rubbing her mane.

AppleBloom was speechless. Her mouth was agape, and she just idly stared at the human, until finally ...

"OH MAH GOSH! OH MAH GOSH! AH WAS HUGGED BY AN ALIEN! YAY!"

Andrew stepped back, as the filly bounced more than Pinkie PIe. "Dayum!" he muttered under his breath, "And I thought Pinkie Pie was to be the 'bouncer' around here." he said aloud, making AppleJack laugh.

"Y'all had meh ah might worried about ya', Andy. Y'all need ta' leave ah note or sumthin' along those lines." AppleJack said, hugging Andrew.

"AppleJack if you, along with any other pony, keep hugging me, I wouldn't be able to leave a note!" Andrew laughed, causing AppleJack to let go of him.

"Ah shucks, y'all could be a comedian or somethin', Ah reckon," she chuckled, "Y'all could visit the Ponyville Community Center! If the town folk meet ya first, that is." AppleJack suggested.

"Not a bad idea, but I'll have to pass for now, until I gain the trust and friendship of every bo- every pony here, I'll make my new career decision, AJ." Andrew replied.

"Ah see. That's purty nice of y'all. And Ah also think we should introduce ya' to the town tomorrow or sumthin'." AppleJack said, heading into the farmhouse. "Ah'm gonna go take ah shower. Could you ... Watch over AppleBloom?" saying this, AppleBloom grinned.

"Sure. I've personally had a liking towards kids, my daughter back home, preferably." Andrew said, lifting up AppleBloom, setting her on his shoulders, who giggled.

"Ah want you to meet mah friends, Andy! Want to, want to?" AppleBloom asked the human impatiently.

"Sure, but I don't know if I could go into Ponyville without anypony being terrified of me. I'm scared I'll start a panic. How about I wait for you and your friends back here at the fa-"

Andrew was interrupted when a large male pony stepped into the doorway, "Git yer' dirty hooves offa' AppleBloom." the deep, southern-accented pony sounded serious.

Immediately complying, he easily rested the yellow filly on the ground.

"Big Macintosh! This is Andrew! AppleJack and her friends met him! Don't worry about him! He's harmless!" AppleBloom reassured Big Mac.

"Oh. Ah thought y'all were gonna hurt mah young sister or sumthin'. Ah'm Big Macintosh." for what he saw in the show, Andrew remembered Big Mac wasn't usually this talkative.

"Andrew Colby, m'man." he said, shaking his hoof. "Your sister AppleJack told me to look after AppleBloom while she's in the shower. Uh ... I take it you've been good?"

"Eeyup."

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Here's tha' Cutie Mark Crusaders Clubhouse!" AppleBloom pointed to the humble but small tree house. "Y'all can wait in there while Ah get Scootaloo and Sweetie!" she said, trotting off.

Now. I'm gonna get into a personal matter here. In my time where there's a power outage, I listen to Dubstep ... And dance to it ... I know it's embarrassing, but call me Marquese Scott's brother, I love dancing to Dubstep like a robot. So this was an opportunity to let the stress flow from my body through dancing.

I waved goodbye to the yellow filly, and stepped into the clubhouse. It was a humble yet simplistic tree house, though comforting. It had a few windows, and a heart engraved into the door. It was a tiny bit cramped, just a tiny bit (Not being sarcastic), but it was a really good, old-fashioned (Kinda), tree house.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

After about fifteen minutes of waiting and dancing, AppleBloom got back with Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. They opened the door to find me dancing ... Like a robot.

"COOL! IT'S A ROBOT!" Scootaloo's outburst made Andrew jump.

"AGH! Jesus! You fillies scared the life out of me!" Andrew said, regaining his focus.

The other members of the Cutie Mark Crusader's jaws dropped (Sweetie Belle + Scootaloo). They both went wide-eyed, and then they looked at AppleBloom.

"Uh ... Girls, why are y'all lookin' at meh funny?" AppleBloom had a knowing grin on her face.

The trio outbursted, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADER ROBOT ALIEN GREETERS!"

Andrew jumped again in shock, and hit the top of the tree-house, then collapsed on the floor, unconscious.

"Girls! We knocked him out!" AppleBloom said, rushing over to Andrew's body.

"AppleBloom, are you in he-" AppleJack gasped when she saw Andrew's body on the floor, "APPLEBLOOM! WHAT THE HAY HAPPENED HERE!?!" she exclaimed.

"W..W-we kinda scared him and he hit his head." Sweetie Belle said.

"Y'all should be ashamed of yerselves! Y'all shouldn't be yellin' when things like this could happen, girls." AppleJack half-scolded.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

"Urgh ..." Andrew groaned.

"Y'all should be ashamed of yourselves! Y'all shouldn't be yellin' when things like this could happen, girls." he heard a voice say, sounding as if it was scolding someone.

He looked up, and AppleJack was talking to the trio of fillies, until she saw his open eyes. "Andrew! Are ya' alright?" she asked, hurrying over to him.

"Yeah ... Might get a bruise or something ... I need a bit of rest ..." Andrew said, sorely getting up.

"Ah'm so sorry!" AppleBloom said, giving Andrew a hug.

"Don't worry about it ... I've had worse." Andrew sorely smiled as he hugged the small filly and AppleJack. "Let's go back to the farmhouse. It's late. Maybe these other two can stay over if we don't have the time to bring them home." Andrew suggested.

"That'd be okay with you girls, wouldn't it?" AppleJack asked, followed by the Cutie Mark Crusaders nodding.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Andrew yawned as he held the three fillies over his shoulders and in his arms, walking upstairs. "Which room's yours, AppleBloom?" Andrew asked.

"Right there!" she pointed to a door with her hoof, causing Andrew to walk to the quarter-open door, racing the fillies into the room, and landing on AppleBloom's bed, causing the fillies to giggle.

"Alright you fillies," Andrew said, getting up, "I'm gonna go take the night as well. You all have a good sleep." he hugged each filly.

"But we want a bedtime story!" Sweetie Belle said, making Andrew freeze.

"A bedtime story ... That'd be fine." after saying this, the fillies cheered.

Andrew sat down on the bed, tucking the fillies in. "Get ready girls, this is quite the story. It's 'A Lovely Sunny Day'. It's from my planet." he said, breathing in.

Andrew began to tell the story;

"It was a lovely sunny day in Oak Tree Farm. An 8-year old boy called Tommy lay by the stream listening to the sounds of the countryside. The birds were singing, the cows were mooing, the lions were roaring, and the sheep were .....

Hang on, did I say lions? Yes I did, and they were heading straight for Tommy.

Tommy stood up and saw the three fierce lions coming across the field.

He heard a noise behind him, and, looking round, saw a grizzly bear stomping towards him. On his right were a large number of tigers staring at him, and on his left, in the stream, was a crocodile.

There was no escape. Tommy didn't know what to do. He thought for a moment and realised that the only way out was downwards, so he got a spade and started to dig. But he couldn't dig fast enough - the lions were rapidly approaching, the grizzly bear was just a few feet away, the tigers were starting to move, and the crocodile was snapping at his heels.

Suddenly, a spaceship flew down from the sky and picked him up.

"Phew, that was a close shave" thought Tommy.

Now he was flying through space at a hundred miles an hour. The spaceship was driven by two aliens, both called Dave. They were green with large red eyes and yellow horns. One of them was wearing a T-shirt with the words "I've been to Buckingham Palace and seen the queen" across the front. The other one wore an identical T-shirt.

Tommy was pleased to have been rescued from the animal attack, but was a bit unsure about where these two Daves were taking him.

It was quite warm in the spaceship, so Tommy asked if the heating could be turned down. Unfortunately, neither Dave was quite sure how the heating system worked so one of them opened a window instead. This was a big mistake because space is a vacuum and quite capable of sucking things out of spaceships. This is exactly what happened to the two Daves - they were sucked out of the window, never to be seen again.

Tommy shut the window and sat down at the controls. He'd never driven a spaceship before and was going to have to learn fast, otherwise he'd be in big trouble.

He saw a red button with the letter R on it, and pressed it. The radio came on playing Wannabe by the Spice Girls. Pressing a button marked W started the windscreen wipers, but it wasn't raining so he turned them off.

Eventually he taught himself how to control the spaceship using the steering wheel and gear stick. He brought it down to Earth and landed in his back garden just in time for tea.

He told his mum about his little adventure, but she told him to stop telling lies and get on with his fish fingers.

Forty years later, Tommy was 48-years old and he went on holiday to Spain with his family. While relaxing on a beach he saw two objects falling from the sky. They landed on his towel, and, on closer inspection, Tommy realised that it was the two Daves! After all this time they had finally fallen out of space and back to Earth.

The two Daves were delighted to see Tommy, and Tommy said he would look after them. Now, although the two Daves looked the same, they were in fact completely different. One was clever, and one wasn't. Let's call them Clever Dave and Not-so-Clever Dave.

Tommy said he would drive them to a shop to get some decent clothes. Tommy got in the driving seat, Clever Dave got in the passenger seat, and Not-so-Clever Dave got on the roof rack. When the car started to move, Not-so-Clever Dave fell off the back of the car. He had to chase after them, but as he wasn't very good at running he decided to catch a bus. He climbed on board the number 46 bus and sat on the driver's lap. The bus followed the car all the way to the clothes shop.

In the shop Clever Dave put on a nice black suit and tie. Not-so-Clever Dave put a shirt on his legs, some socks over his ears, a hat on his feet and some shoes on his shoulders. He thought he looked smart, but he actually looked quite ridiculous.

Then they went to a posh restaurant to have a meal. Clever Dave picked up his knife and fork and ate his food. Not-so-Clever Dave picked up his food and ate his knife and fork! He even said it tasted delicious. For pudding, he had the tablecloth and a lady's purse.

Not-so-Clever Dave had a lot of trouble adapting to life on Earth. He couldn't understand why people had to pay for things in shops, so he kept getting arrested for helping himself.

One day, the two Daves were making a cake for Tommy's birthday. Clever Dave was mixing some flour and sugar, while Not-so-Clever Dave was mixing some eggs and dynamite. When Not-so-Clever Dave put the mixture in the oven, there was a huge explosion and both Daves were blasted back to space, never to be seen again.

Tommy was sad to lose his friends, but tried to get on with life as best he could.

Another forty years went past and Tommy was now very old. One day, he was doing some gardening when he saw an aeroplane flying past. There seemed to be something hanging from one of the wings, so he got his binoculars to have a better look. Suddenly, whatever it was came free from the plane and started to float down to the ground. It turned out to be two things, not one, and both of those things were Daves.

Tommy was delighted to see his old friends again, although it was a shame that Not-so-Clever Dave had landed on his flower bed. They went into the house and got something to eat, because both Daves were hungry after floating around space for 40 years.

Tommy mentioned that he wished he were young again, because being old can be a bit of a problem. Then an amazing thing happened. Clever Dave produced a pack of Magical Wishing Powder and sprinkled it over Tommy.

Suddenly, Tommy was 8 years old again! He was lying by a stream in Oak Tree Farm and it was a lovely sunny day. The birds were singing, the cows were mooing, the lions were roaring, and the sheep were .....

Yes, thanks to Clever Dave, Tommy was able to live his life all over again. This time though, he dug a bit faster and escaped from the animals through a tunnel. In his second life he never met the Daves, but he always had happy memories of them ..."

Andrew's story put the fillies to sleep half-way through. His mother used to tell the story to him every two or three nights as a child, and it was his favorite. Memorized by heart, he thought. He gave the three fillies a peck on the nose, before going into AppleJack's room.

AppleJack came in behind him, "That was quite the bedtime story you told the fillies." she said.

"Yeah. My mother used to tell me it as a kid. Loved it." Andrew said, snuggling up in the blanket.

"Gosh darnit', Andy, save meh some of the blanket would ya'?" she giggled.

"Oh pfft ... Fine." Andrew said childishly, going along with it, releasing some of the blanket from his 'grasp'. "Get on in here."

AppleJack took off her stetson hat, climbed into bed, and snuggled up with Andrew, resting her head on his shoulder. Andrew put his arm around AppleJack, not realizing it was her flank he was touching, and snuggled closer to her. AppleJack's eyes shot open, "Git yer' hands offa' mah flank!" she quietly exclaimed.

"Whoops! I didn't know that was your er ... Flank." Andrew blushed, moving his hands up, giggling like an idiot.

"It's okay ..." the farmpony said.

The two remained snuggling, since the bed was kind of small for two.

AppleJack drifted to sleep first, followed by Andrew.

FINGERS ... HURT ... GAH! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, everypony! My frickin' fingers hurt like a son of a whore! I spoil you guys too much! 5,000 FRICKIN' WORDS! JESUS!

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