"What do you want?" I asked.

"Um, hello? I asked you a question." I said indignantly after about 10 minutes of waiting for a response.

Okay, this was getting weird. First I'm teleported by some weirdo who sold me playing dice. Now I'm here on the roof of a building in a town that seems eerily familiar. Where was I? Why was I here? Why can't I remember things? But most importantly.......

"For the third and final time, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" I screamed at the two alicorns.

"There is no need to yell. We're all friends here." said the white one.

"Finally you say something!" I said. "Now would you mind explaining everything?"

"Very well." said the blue one. "I am Princess Luna, and this is my sister, Princess Celestia."

"Princesses? I guess I'll buy that for now." I said. "Now would you please answer my question?"

"Yes." they said in unison.

........

"So?"

"So what?" Celestia asked.

"Weren't you going to answer my question?" I asked in response.

"We just did." Luna said.

"Smart asses." I mumbled to myself.

"What was that?" Celestia said.

"Nothing!" I said.

"But it sounded like-" Celestia started.

"I said nothing! ABSOLUTELY! NOTHING!" I interjected. "Now. Tell me what you want from me!"

"Fine, but be warned. You may not be ready for this" Celestia said, coming closer.

"Okay." I said. At this point she was right in front of me.

"Now, hold still" she said, leaning forward.

"What are you-" I started.

Then she touched her horn to my head.

"WHAT THE CRAP!" I said as a saw millions of images flash before my eyes.

"You told us to explain. There it is." Celestia said.

"AND WHAT, PREY TELL, WAS THAT MESS?" I screamed at her.

"Just go back and look at it." Celestia said.

"HOW?!?!?! If you haven't noticed, Prrrrrincess, I CAN'T DO THAT!" I yelled at her. "And another thing! How did you even do that? Where am I? What do those marks on you behinds mean?"

"Calm down, young dungeon master." Luna said. "We'll answer your questions. Just slow down."

"Ok. Ok. Where am I?" I asked.

"Ponyville" Luna said.

"How did you do that?" I asked.

"Magic." Celestia said.

"Ok, kinda bull, but ok. What up with the butt tattoos?" I asked.

"They're called cutie marks. They show what that pony is best at and helps to determine their destiny." Luna said.

"Ok. I have one last thing to say." I said.

"Shoot" They said in unison.

"SCREW YOU!" I said as I ran for the stairs.

"Wait!" they screamed.

"Nopenopenopenopenope!" I screamed, then ran into the hospital. Unfortunatly, when I got into the hallway, I tripped on my cloak.

"Stupid cloak!" I screamed. I voted to adjust everything in the elevator.

What a suprise. Everything under my cloak changed. Instead of what I had originally worn gone. Instead, it was all replaced with what appeared to be a hunter outfit and various weapons. What were those weapons? A longbow recurve hybrid coupled with a quiver full of arrows on my back, a knife in a bandolier holster, and a bastard sword in a sheathe.

"Well, should have seen that coming." I groaned. "First I'm stuck in magic land, now this. At least I have weapons...."

The second the elevator opened on the ground floor, I went running out with the bastard sword in hand. I only had it out so as to scare people away from me so I could get the heck out.

Next stop, giant crystal tree in the distance.

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Wow, I must have been scaring them to death or something. I haven't seen a single one of those ponies since I started my trek from the hospital to the tree. I should have at least seen someone poking out.

Speak of the devil and he shall come. Or in this case, a purple as hell alicorn standing at the base of the tree-thing......

"YOU!" she screamed at me as I approached the tree.

"A good hello to you, too, Dr. Purple." I said.

"You can't just run from the princesses like that! They were just trying to help you!" she said.

"Yeah? Well it seemed to me the only type of help they were going to give me was to 'help' me get admitted to a psychiatric ward!" I yelled at the small purple alicorn. "In fact, after what that white one pulled, I think I have a migraine!"

"How dare you! You can't say something like that about Princess Celestia after she just tried to help you!" she practically screamed at me.

"NO! I'm done! You don't get to say that!" I yelled. "I've had enough of this place, and I've only been here for a few hours! I don't care what's going on! I've just had enough!" To accentuate my point, I swung my arms in an x formation.

What I did shocked me. I don't know how, but, just by doing that simple action, I had opened a portal in front of me. I did the only logical thing at the time and poked my head into it to see what was on the other side. All I saw was spacial expanse. Galaxies and galaxies..... AND SO MANY STARS! Space core would have been proud.

What I couldn't see was little miss purple having a freak out and then try to close my portal. This almost went unnoticed, instead I got shoved out of the portal right before it closed.

"What the....." I said, turning to her. I noticed that her horn was glowing and immediately put two and two together.

"HEY! You closed the portal!" I screamed at miss purple plot.

"You can't leave!" she said. "There's still too much I have to learn! And so much for you to help us with!"

"What is up with you ponies? JEEZE!" I said. "Know what? I'm out of here!" I then proceeded to attempt to open another portal. "HOW?! GRAH!"

"You won't be able to open another portal that easily. Not so long as I'm here to block you!" she said triumphantly.

"We'll see about that!" I declared defiantly. Basically, I just kept randomly reaching around until I caught my hands on something that wasn't there. Then I just 'pulled open' what I think was the fabric of space time.

Once I got it open far enough, I proudly announced to the purple pain, "Later loser!"

I had no clew where it would take me, but nonetheless I did the stupidest thing I could ever think of.......

I jumped in.

Author's Notes:

How can you tell that you aren't a writer?
When you type like a spaz and have to look up words that you know the definitions of.
Again, I'm a musician, not a writer. Don't judge me (actually do, I'm trying to use reverse psychology).

Anyways, I'm now gonna go look for someone to crossover with.....
Yes. This was the plan all along:
1) Write a story
2)Have fun
3)Get a crossover with a probably much better author (dunno)
4)Break for cello, 'cause I love playing my cello (Best Instrument EVER)
5)I dunno.... popularity? (optional. Don't plan on it.)
Somehow, all of this happened. Thank you guys.

Anyways, if you got this far, here's a fun fact about me:
I have a fake bastard sword that I'm teaching myself how to use. When I'm done, I'm getting the real thing.