Author's Notes:

I really hope you enjoy this first chapter of this story, and before you say anything, yes the way of writing if very weird I guess but that's because I was tested to see if I could write like the way my mind is!

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​I remembered much of my childhood was filled with memories of my mother telling me, no matter the choices I made, like for example if I were to love a gender that was the same as me; male, or a gender of the other sex or even both, she would still love me. That seemed simple enough to understand when I was a seven year old kid. I mean really, who here reading this now grew up thinking: “Why can’t we all just get along?”.But no, my sexuality is not what this little…journal I guess you could call it, is about, it’s about something else. Allow me to tell you more of myself first, and paint a little picture of what my world is like, so you can better understand it.

See, I always considered my brain to be on FM, when the rest of the world is on AM. I don’t have any mental problems (as far as I know) but I just… See the world a little differently. I talk to myself as if my mind was a journal and my thoughts as its writings. I hope that made sense but if not…eh, too bad. I moved out of my mother’s place after I turned about twenty-two but trust me, I wished I could’ve done it sooner, but having only one job that paid only eight hundred dollars a month, if I was lucky, tended to give a lot less choices in life than I’d liked to have. After some time, luck was at last on my side, as I caught a break getting a second part time job which allowed me to get a rather cheap one bedroom flat. It wasn’t as nice as my old home, I’ll admit, and there were parts of it where I would definitely need to paint and fix up for sure. I didn’t mind though, I finally had someplace to call my own. Mom told me I didn’t have to move out, and really, one hundred dollars a month for rent is a very, very, very good deal, but well…I don’t know. For anyone out there living on their own, you must know the feeling, right? Going out in the world on your own to do things your way, and to say “I did this…I did it,”. The feeling of independence is like no other.

​Hmm, what else can be said about me? I jokingly considered myself a panda. See, on my father’s side, he’s black and Chinese (yes, they exist) while mother was white…get it? black…white?…eh forget it. Having parents who looked like that was the reason for my tanned skin, the kind you get if you stay out in the sun all the time in the summer, not in the way like I was too brown to look like a white boy, but still tan enough. (FYI im not trying to sound racist in any way…this is how my brain works). I’m about six foot, black hair that to me is not too short, nor too long. Hell, when I use to put yellow tips in my hair and spike it up, my high-school nickname was Goku. My eyes are hazel, and I’m rather colorblind. Now I know what you're gonna say, how do I know my skin color blah, blah,blah. I’m not colorblind like a dog! Just…put a dark blue up to me, and I’ll think its purple or yellow looks orange to me. Remember, FM. I love video games, grew up playing Super Mario on the NES and Zelda, hell, I’ve played all the Pokémon games as well, including the ones that stayed in Japan. My birth name is Brandon James Casey. I got my middle name from my uncle, who is also named James. As for my last name, well, all my relatives are Caseys, unless they married and changed their name. I think my grandmother said at one point my first name came from a TV show she liked, I think mom was thinking about naming me Jason at one point too.

​Wow, I’m really going at this and I’m not even at the part where I want to be at, please bear with me, I’ll skip all the boring crap, one sec…hrm, like video games, wish I had shapeshifting powers…talking colorful ponies coming and now we can go through their world and they…wait… you wanna hear that, really? Well, ok then.

​Well…it first happened back in 2012, I wish I could say a huge tear opened, the world was gonna end and…and…ugh who am I kidding, long story short, some unicorn was testing some spell and accidentally broke through universes and made as we call now, The Gate. You know, with the combined minds of the two worlds leaders, you'd think they would think of a better name for the thing than 'The Gate'.

​Anyway, the rulers of a kingdom came through with said unicorn, made sure that they meant no harm and signed some peace treaties. Nowadays, it wasn’t odd when you saw a brightly colored talking pony taking your order at a coffee shop, nor was it odd to see a pony repairing an electric powered stove in their world. See, humans had something that ponies didn’t have and the ponies had something the humans didn’t have, so we did a sort of a trade. Magic could be used as fuel cells, which were much better than wasting fuel or whatever, and it lasted far longer! Ponykind’s means of mass transportations were hot air balloons, and airships so we showed them the wonders of our modern aircrafts. However, anything we gave the ponies and vice-versa had to be tested in the other world, just to see if it worked well in their corresponding worlds. I think right now in their world, all they have of our tech are phones, and TVs, while for us, we got magic-filled gems that could be used for fuel. ANYWAY, now that you got the basics of how this world is, yada yada, I can finally start off where I am now.

See, I never dated a human. Heck, my first ever full on relationship was with a mare, her name was Lyra and I had to cut it off with her since…she kept…ugh….the things she wanted me to do with my hands… I mean we are still friends, I’m glad of that. I mean I like Lyra, she likes some of the things that I do, and I would hate to lose a friendship like hers. Now, see, my current girlfriend, or special somepony, as the ponies would call it…well…she’s a changeling. What’s a changeling? Well, from what I studied, because I did go from world to world at times, the changelings were beings that fed off of the emotions of others. Some ponies used to think that they could only feed off on only love. You're probably asking how they can feed off emotions but don’t ask me, I don’t really know that much either! What I do know is that they can feed off any emotions, love, hate, happiness, it’s just that love is the best for them. It’s like…you eat Mac and Cheese all the time, and then you get sent to a five star restaurant and they fill you with such…wonderful…ngnnn you get the picture! Anyway…so yeah, girlfriend for a while is a changeling…but well…thing is…she’s the changeling queen…Chrysalis.

​“B…Brandon…?”

​I jerked from my train of thought, see, told you…you know, maybe it’s weird that the way I've been thinking to myself is as if someone is reading... eh fuck it, I’ll keep going the way I am thinking. See, me and ‘Nova Star’ as she went by, had been dating for quite a while, almost three months I believe, and then out of the blue, she goes and does…this?!

“Please…say something,”

Looking at her, the changeling queen. Her long blue mane (which had holes in parts of it, mind you) was blowing slightly from the fan in my room. The curtains were drawn to a close, blocking the fading sunlight from coming in. Her…’skin’ was that of a blackish grey hue…to me it looked like a ant body armor…thingy, what was it called? Eh it will come back to me later, but just from looking at it, I could tell it was hard. Her horn was curved…bent, almost twisted in a sense. Her eyes, a mix of green and darker green with pupils elongated like a cat's. Her legs on both front and back also had holes in them, and along her neck and body, lighter grey spots could be seen. If she was standing up fully, on all fours; her head would come eye level to me. We were just a few steps away from each other, as I slowly sat down on the edge of my bed.

“I need a drink…” was all I could say as I stood back up. “Want one…so we can talk?”

​You know…maybe I’ll stop right here.I want to think about something way back. I’m trying to remember how we met, how we spent the last few months together. I know I could do it and it would give me a better judgment call. I was always told to be watchful of changelings, they were vile, evil creatures who would make one fall in love with them, and toss them to the side like broken playthings. Were all my feelings for her up to now…just a result of me being under her spell this whole time? I don’t know, sure she was my second girlfriend and well I…maybe I should just start from the beginning…

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​“Ah yes,” I sat in a chair, hands folded along my lap as I looked dead ahead to one of the workers of the transports that carried humans, pony's, and sometimes other creatures through the gate. This would be the first time I would be going through, and from what I heard from friends who went through, it took weeks for those who's first time it was, for a whole array of reasons. See, some creatures couldn’t go through at all, there was something about the make up of their bodies that couldn’t allow them to. I wish I could count myself lucky that I could go through, but just because not all could go through, the ratio of who could was still high. I believe one in every one hundred couldn’t go through for humans because of the magic that the other world had. But for other creatures who had been around magic since birth, one in three hundred.

“So, Mr. Casey,” this worker was a pony, his mane, well…he had no mane, just a long black curly tail. He was an Earth Pony, his body large in size, and the fact he lacked both wings and a horn, proved it. He brought his hoof up, to take off his glasses, using the other hoof to clean it with a cloth…how? I don’t rightly know how, they just…could? “Your blood test results came back in earlier, and they checked out fine. Have you’ve been taking those pills as instructed?”

​“Yes,” I responded. Humans and ponies working together, invented a sort of pill that would allow our bodies to be able to withstand the air pressure and other things of that type of nature from the other world, which were not quite the same as the earth, where I came from. “I’ve taken them, once a day after supper, just as I was told.”

​“Good, good,” he answered looking over at the papers. “And these seizures you told us of…”

​“Seizure-free for three years without any sort of medical items, my doctor…”

​“Yes, she sent it to us in the fax this morning,” he finished off, his brown eyes examining me. “I am grateful you’ve told us this a week ago, if we found this out now…it would’ve been another week wait.”

​“Mama didn’t raise any fool,” I answered pointing at myself in a joking matter as he laughed softly, his chin touching the rather nice top suit he was wearing. “So…am I…”

​“Yes,” he cut me off again, making my eyes drop in a small glare like look…I didn’t like being cut off. “You are hereby free to enter Equestria, congratulations!”. he held his hoof out to me as I took it lightly in my hand, and shook. “But…we'll, we still need to wait to make copies of these files, proving this to be true, make a photo ID that you must keep on yourself at all times. The guards there can, and will throw you back to this side if you don’t have one, and the price is large for wasting time!”. I nodded to this as the pony then spoke once more. “As we wait for these to copy,” he said, taking a rather large stack of papers and gave it to his helper, a human female, who took it with thanks and left. “Mind telling me, why do you want to go to Equestria?”

​“Little bit of a paid vacation, in a sense of the word,”

​“How so?” the pony asked me as I softly chuckled and looked around, before leaning in to whisper.

​“I was one of the lucky few who won the lotto, to win tickets to this…Grand Galloping Gala,” His eyes grew far wider than what I would’ve thought possible. He blinked a few times before nodding his head.

​“Ah yes, it would be a good idea to…wait, you said tickets?”

​“One for myself, and one for a guest, if I so should choose.”

​“You might want to keep that extra ticket nice and hidden…many ponies would love…LOVE to go to the Gala…I went one time…rather boring, but to each their own.”

​See, a few weeks back, the Princesses decided it was time some humans were able to come to the Gala…or whatever. I didn’t really think much about, my luck was never good when it came to things like these. Imagine my surprise when I found out I actually won the lottery! See, the Princesses were inviting the world leaders, but thought it would be also fair if ten other humans that were not part of the government, got a chance to go, so they made a lotto ticket game. Ten random numbers would be called, if a person with the corresponding number didn’t answer, then another number was to be called…I was lucky number three. Since the Gala was in about a week and a half, the Princesses offered the winners to stay in a hotel (that was just done being built last year) at no charge. I found out that the hotel was inside Canterlot, the capital of the other worls, and a place that friends told me was a city filled with rich ponies, though many there were stuck-ups and the such. One told me he had an interesting chat with one named Fancy Pants, who was rather nice and not like anyone else there, well there were a few who were like him, just not at his level. The vacation would be in about three weeks, leaving a lot of time before and after the Gala to take in the sights of this new world.

At last, the papers were copied.I went to a booth, got my ID ready, and grabbed my bag which I then proceded to sling over my shoulder. “I do hope you enjoy your stay in Equestria!” I heard the pony I was just talking with call out. I smiled and gave a short wave. Good man, I’ll have to leave him a tip when I’m on my way back''.

​Walking into another room, I got in line behind five others. I looked ahead and saw it; The Gate. It looked like…well if you’ve ever seen Star Gate? I swear it like they took the same way it was made into this thing. Sure it wasn’t all…wave rippling like in the show. It was just pretty much a hole in the wall! But this hole had some weird stuff going on. It was like looking in a mirror of sorts, I could see the inside of a building, no doubt either the new hotel or even the castle for that matter. I could see two golden armored pony guards, back to us on the other side as many ponies walked past. Soon it was my turn to stand before The Gate. Being slightly nervous, I took a deep breath.From what I heard, the first time was always…weird. Because of how different our worlds are, I would experience this first hand in a moment. With my bag in hand, I took another deep breath…and made my way through.

​Opening my eyes and releasing the breath I held…I felt…nothing, okay the air did have this strange feel to it, but that was it, it felt cleaner, fresher. I heard a cough as I turned, seeing one of the golden guards holding out his hoof toward me…wait…a tip…oh right! I went into my pocket and pulled out my newly made ID card showing I was able to come within Equestria. He looked it over before nodding. “Very good,” his voice was deep and roughed a bit. “At least you follow orders given to you, welcome to Equestria, and I do hope you enjoy your stay.” Huh…rude and nice at the same time, who’d have thought? I gave him my thanks, and then pulled out another slip of paper, I was one of the few…well, the ten who won that number game, and I got to meet with Princess Luna, and Celestia themselves. I’ll admit,two powerful beings standing before you…I could feel a sense of safeness within them. Luna, her gaze a bit hard and soft at the same time, but her older sibling was soft…caring, welcoming. It was as if I could tell her all I knew, and she would if asked to never breathe a word to anyone else. She told us, when we were to come to the hotel known as Hotel United, in honor of both our races becoming new ‘neighbors’. It was one of the few where ponies and humans worked together. Hey, some ponies are better than humans in some stuff, and the other way around.

Holding the paper in my hand, I went up to the front clerk, who was a pure white pony, a ponytail (heh, a ponytail on a pony) that was as yellow as sand…is sand yellow? Eh anyway, his Cutie mark seemed to be a bell, you know, those ones you’d normally see in a hotel? He wore a black top tux, with a relaxed look on his face. “Oh, good afternoon sir,” the way he spoke…sounded British for some reason. “ how may I be of service for you?”

​“Uh, yeah,” I said sliding the paper on the desk toward him. “I was told to give this to the manger when I came here?”

​“Oh, ho, ho!” he chuckled softly as he broke the seal and looked inside. “Yes, you are one of the humans we were waiting for, mister…”

​“Brandon James Casey,”

​“Ah yes,” I forgot to mention he was a unicorn, so a soft white aura came, as a book poofed before him and opened itself. “Ah yes, your name is here, may I remind you, that the Princesses shall gather your bills of staying here and for your food…but please…”

​“I won’t abuse it,” I answered. “I’ll just get what I need, the room, food, water for showering, that’s it.”

​“Thank you,” he gave a small smile at me. “You wouldn’t believe how some of the others have taken advantage of it.” he seemed to scoff for a moment. “Damn humans…always so…er I mean!” he then waved his hooves. “I didn’t mean ALL humans I…uh…”

​“Its okay, its okay I get it!” I chuckled and then said. “Is there also an money exchange thing here?”

​“Ah yes, it’s just over in the side over there,” he gave it a point before saying. “Why don’t you give us your bags and I’ll have somepony take it to your room, its room number six, forty, here is your keycard,” he passed it to me, a symbol of a human and pony ‘bro-hoofing’. “When you are ready, your bags will be on the bed, waiting for you to unpack!”

Giving him my farewells, and watching as a human bellhop, I think that’s what they are called, take my bag and go on his way, I went to the money exchange center, a small little thing, but with, from what I learned, an enchanted safe. Seems the outside was small, but the inside was large. I brought about five hundred dollars, and it seemed each dollar was worth about ten bits from what they were saying. Whoa, five thousand bits, still, this was to last me for three weeks or so. Ether the stuff here was way too much, and I would have to budget like hell, or hope to God that they accept debit here. “Wait…really, two glasses of liquor for a single bit?!” I asked in utter shock, the bar keep, a human, bald like anything, as he cleaned a glass.

​“I was surprised too, man,” he answered with a chuckle as I gave him the bit, and he my two glasses. “I mean really, you should see the prices they have for the food, a three course meal for seven bits,”

​“But it does add up after a while,” I pointed out taking the first sip of my drink as he nodded. After leaving the bar to unpack what I had in the room I was given...well, I found out the room I was given was larger than my bloody one bedroom place! The bed was so large that I could have three people on it, and only cover half of it! (top to bottom wise mind you) I decided to indulge a bit more , maybe a glass or two of drinks. I didn’t want to get hammered here and make a name for myself, and not in a way that I’d be proud of, mind you.

The bar was lively, both humans and ponies mingling with one another. The dance floor had pony couples, human couples, and mix at times; hell, I saw a human male and a griffin for real, mind you, grinding along each other. Every furry’s dream I guess huh? Taking my drink back toward a booth I had, I sat down, leaning along the back plush as I sighed. The dubstep music booming in the background. Heh, for such a classy looking hotel, at least they had good music. I took another soft gulp of my drink, mhmmmm…this tasted rather…good, for a bit I mean.

​“Is this seat taken?”

​I blinked as I lowered my drink, and blinked when I saw a unicorn stand before me. Her coat was that of a soft purple, not as dark as the new Princess Twilight was…maybe a shade lighter. Her large pink eyes locked on to me, as her dark purple mane covered one of her eyes, large eyelashes blinking at me. Was she trying to…hit on me? Big mistake, I don’t get aroused by looks. “No, you can sit if you want,” I saw her blink once more, in shock maybe, either way, she shook her head and came over, watching me with a rather puzzled look. She slowly sat away from me, so we could easily look at one another before I then asked. “Is…something the matter?”

​“Oh, forgive me for staring,” she answered looking down with a soft chuckle. “It’s just…I haven’t met, nor spoken to a human, I just came from Manehattan, and no humans have migrated there yet; so, forgive me for my rudeness,”

​“Oh, it doesn't really bother me,” I answered as she seemed to eye my other unopened drink…course. “ You want?” I asked slowly sliding it toward her. She smiled, flashing her too white teeth to me as she took it with a small nod.

​“Thank you…but what is your…”

​“Name’s Brandon,” I answered as she smiled.

​“Nova Star,” she answered as she popped it off with a pink aura magic. “So what brings you here?”

​“Vacation,” I answered her question as I took another sip. “First one in a few years, and I thought, ‘Eh, why not go to Canterlot,’” I left out the part of the Gala on purpose, remembering what that pony told me if anyone found out of the extra ticket I had.

​“Interesting,” I heard her answered before then saying. “I came from Los Pegasus, ever been there?”

​“Can’t say I have,” I pointed out, waving my bottle lightly before then adding. “First time I’ve been to this world.”

​Talking was what we pretty much did for the next hour or so, she didn’t seem to have a lot to talk about her self, she said she just moved from Los Pegasus, and was using a hotel room until her soon to be finished home in Canterlot was done. She kept giving me this look…well, how do I explain it, it was a flirty-like look in a sense, but as I said before; didn’t effect me at all. She seemed to pick up on this, and when I didn’t seem to express my feelings toward her advances, she seemed slightly pissed…but not at the same time. A very strange mare indeed. “So yeah, have you heard the rumors?” I saw Nova seem to freeze as I heard a female’s voice, I didn’t turn to see who it was, just choose to sit and listen. “Seems the changelings are coming back,”

​“Changelings?” another voice, also female asked with a puzzle like voice.

​“Yeah, those stupid bug-like creatures,” Nova flinched once more as I just raised a brow. “They should all be destroyed, trying to take over Canterlot, such unneeded violence is unbecoming!”

I looked back at Nova once more, seeing her lost, deep in thought before asking.

​“Hey…you okay?”

​“What…oh, yeah just thinking…”

​“About the changelings?” I asked. I knew the stories, as to what had happened and such. And really…I don’t blame them truly attacking the city in such a way.

​We started to talk about of it, keeping it down into a soft whisper that only we could hear each other. I listened to her first as she explained. She felt that the Changelings had a good reason to, that because of all the love Equestria had and other stuff that could easily feed the race of bug-like ponies. “What do you think?” she asked me as I blinked and leaned back, taking the last gulp of my drink before releasing a soft sigh. “I mean, you haven’t stopped me from saying what I had to say, so…maybe you agree with what I had to say?”

​“I can understand, that this Changeling Queen, this...Chrysalis, did what she thought was best for her race. However…I do not like the way she went about it.”

​“What do you mean?”

​“Changelings feed off of emotions right?” she slightly nodded at this. “Love is the best, I mean, the love she was getting from this, Shining Armor, made her as strong, stronger than Celestia herself. That is a great feat, that’s for sure…but she was trying to take over!”

​“For her Changelings,”. Why was she so bent on defending this Changeling Queen? Though she did make some good points.

​“Understandable, but still…if changelings can mask what they are, who they are, why don’t they all just…blend in and gather the emotions and then share what they have among the others? Sure it could be hard and long, but at least they are not trying take over a land that they have no right to. There is always a choice, Nova, and this choice, was a bad one for her. Besides, from what I heard from others, she considered herself to be unbeatable. Being too full of herself, that was what led to her downfall…but that’s just me.” I shrugged again as the pony just watched me, I couldn’t make out what she was thinking…course I’m not a mind reader, but I could easily read people (or in this case ponies) face to face. But she was hard to read. “But…I’ll admit…it was a smart plan, maybe she could’ve gotten away with it.”

​“Perhaps,” Nova answered. “I’m glad she didn’t though! I wouldn’t want anything to happen to our princesses!”

​We parted ways after that; she asked me if she would see me again, and I answered that I would no doubt be staying within Canterlot. She gave me this sweet looking smile that would melt any man’s heart. But as I said, I care not how one looks, simply how they are. And I’ll admit, she did have some…charm to her that I liked. Returning to the main part of the hotel, and going toward the stairs, I climbed up the floors. I never liked using the elevators, sure it was easier than climbing a few floors of stairs, but I just never liked having too many people (or ponies) around me in a small space.

​Moving toward the door that allowed me to my floor, I went toward my door, but stopped as I raised an eyebrow. A small purple and green like dragon was at the front of my door, as he knocked a few times, I went up as I noticed a scroll in his claw before speaking up. “Can I, help you?” he turned to me, his large green eyes locked to mine before asking

​“Are you…uh…” he then lifted up a paper and asked. “Brandon Casey?”

​“Yup,”

​“Oh good, this is for you!” he answered holding the scroll up. “I was on my way back toward the train, and the princess asked me to send these out to the humans that are going to the Gala, so here,” he pressed it toward me as I took it. “Well, I’ll be going, have a nice stay!” he called out as he walked off, me watching him and then looking to the scroll; huh…

​Entering the room, it held a soft lighter than lemon color coat along the walls…it just screamed ‘rich’ room to me. Hell I wouldn’t be able to afford such a room…I bet I couldn’t even afford the bathroom for God sake! I went over to the bed and sat down on the edge, looking at the scroll before opening it, and started to read the words along the paper.

​Greeting fair human from another world: I do believe I speak for myself, Princess Celestia, Princess Cadance, and at last the newly made, Princess Twilight Sparkle… (Hrm, so it was Luna who was writing this letter then, strange.) Though you have won the chance to come to The Grand Galloping Gala, and it is within the next few weeks, I on behalf of Canterlot, do hope you enjoy your stay, or stays.

I understand that you were one of the very few humans to have won the tickets, unlike the world leaders of your world who have been invited. Let it be known by you, that in the following morning, a badge will be taken to your room, stating that you are a guest of us, the Princesses and any and all bills will be sent to us (nice of them…but I’ll pay when I can with my own money). The laws of these lands, are much like your own, though, if you are caught doing any unjust laws, or activities, you shall be sent to your home world at once; for trial, and be banished from Equestria.

​But other than such things, I, like my sister, and Princess Twilight Sparkle, and Candace, wish you a good visit to our fair Kingdom.

Princess Luna of the Night.

​That was a surprise indeed, from what I heard, Celestia was mostly the voice of the royals, I guess Luna here must’ve been starting to slowly work her way up being more open with everyone around her. Still, rolling up the scroll, I placed it on the table, either way, even with their blessing; I still planned to pay for what I wanted, with my own money. Still, I would need a suit. The one I had was slowly becoming too tight around the arms and chest, and I didn’t really think a plain black and white suit would work. I mean, I was one of the very few first humans to be invited to this thing so I had to look good. Still, if watching TV taught me anything, I bet this party was going to be boring, or most of the rich ponies here would be stuck up. I mean, the way some of them carried themselves, I bet their noses are so far up in the air that if it rained, they’d drown!

​Ugh, the one thing I always hated about some rich folks was that they thought they were all high and mighty! There was a story back in my world of Prince Blueblood, seems this prince thought he was far better than everyone else, and I guess this kid, by mistake, got dirt on him. Blue Blood at that point wanted this child jailed and such…over the top much? He wasn’t liked by all, and I think the only thing he liked about our world were the drinks, the clubs, and all those gold diggers after him. He did seem rather…well along with the other rich of the worlds, I’m surprised he hadn’t done any drugs though I give him two weeks tops.

Looking outside, I was shocked to see the sun slowly setting. Looking at my clock, I saw that it was indeed at the hour of twilight. Today went by so fast that I couldn’t even believe it! And then there was that pony I met today…Nova Star.

​Now I know I said I didn’t care for one’s looks, but I had to admit, she was cute…more so than Lyra. And hey, I am not one of those shallow type guys, which I have already said many times! She seems to hold herself well…and she has a odd sense of thinking outside the bound of what many ponies think. Very rare from what I understood. Many humans thought of the ponies as racists in a way…I mean come on, saying everypony. And don’t try and say it’s because of this world, because there are dragons, and griffin's and other creatures than just ponies!

​Either way, I shouldn’t really say anything, if this was what the norm for ponies is, I can accept that, just as long as they are not trying to shove their ways down my throat. Though now…I was getting rather tired, maybe it would be a good idea to just go to bed early and get a fresh start to the morning, and see what this place, and perhaps even what this ‘Ponyville’ had to offer.

Thus, ended my first day, in the magical land of Equestria.