A young man grumbled loudly as his alarm clock consistently beeped through his dreams. For the past few minutes, he just lied there and feebly attempted to ignore the sound of the alarm constantly hammering away at his dreams... but after the thirtieth beep, he forced himself up just to slam the top of the alarm with his fist... and yell out of frustration as the radio kicked on. Then he fumbled through the piles of pillows that protected his head from the wooden headboard of his bed, until he was able to see the power outlet. Finally, with a forceful tug, he managed to unplug the alarm clock, just to fall back into a comfortable position.

His comfort was short-lived once his phone's alarm started echoing through the room. He yelled before throwing the blankets off of his body and rushing towards the dresser on the other end of the room. The blankets, however, retaliated and caught onto one of his feet, and sent him face-first onto the floor. Despite the blankets' overwhelming strength, however, it was far from enough to keep the human away from his phone.

After flipping through the screen several times, he finally found the option he was looking for. With the flick of his thumb, the phone alarm was finally off.

He yawned and carried the phone back up to his bed then placed it on the night stand. Then he lifted the blankets off the floor and wrapped them back around his body before plopping on the bed once more.

It almost seemed like he was about to find more sleep... but yet again, fate had other plans for him, as his phone started to ring.

Groggily, he sat back up and, after clearing his throat, hit the "Answer" button on his phone.

"Hello?" he mumbled halfheartedly. The voice on the other line was feminine, but unfamiliar to him. "Yes, this is Jayson. May I ask who this is, please?"

From the other side of the line, the female replied, "Mr. Thiessen... you may not know me, but I know you... and that's why I'm trusting that you understand why I'm calling you."

Jayson's voice echoed through the room the female was standing in... a tall, dark, seemingly endless galactic room with stars floating around it. "Who is this?"

The female weakly smiled before replying, "Who I am is not important right now. What is important is that you just trust me on this... there's been an accident, but it's an accident that only you can help bring to light."

"Accident? What kind of accident, exactly? Is one of my loved ones hurt?!" Jayson's voice appeared to become more and more hesitant and panic-struck.

The female chuckled before replying, "Good heavens, no! Thankfully, it isn't anything of that sort of nature, I assure you! It's... complicated for me to explain... by the way, you are a human, aren't you?"

Jayson paused for a moment before chuckling. "I assure you, ma'am. I'm not a recorded message, so there's no need to worry."

Again, the female chuckled. "Ah, that's a relief! You see, I was recently informed that three of my... friends... were sent to your world, and apparently, they found their ways inside your house, so I felt I should let you know ahead of time. Please, don't allow any harm to fall upon them, as they are all very dear to me, as well as many others."

Back in Jayson's house, he was looking at his phone incredulously. "What the- is this some kind of joke?!" he thought to himself before sighing. He decided to just play along and bring the phone back up to his ear. "Okay, then... who should I expect to see, exactly?"

The voice replied, "The first one that vanished was the one who cast the spell herself. She's a unicorn mare named 'Lyra Heartstrings'. The second was an earth pony named 'Pinkie Pie'. I would be careful around those two if I were you... not that they're dangerous or anything. Lyra just has an obsession over humans, while Pinkie has an obsession over parties and sweets. Lastly, there's the pegasus named Ditzy Doo, though she prefers to be called 'Derpy' for some odd reason. Don't let her eyes and her clumsiness fool you, though! She's actually a really smart mare once you get to know her!"

Jayson opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, the sound of a loud thump in the attic caught his attention.

The voice continued. "My name has been added to your contacts list, should anything ever happen. In the meantime, we are trying our best to find a way to bring the three back, which is why I'm trusting you, Jayson. Know that if you do well enough, the rewards shall be very appreciated, I assure you."

"Wait... are you some kind of hacker or something?!" Jayson asked with a slight hint of anger within his worried tone.

"Of course not! I'm a princess!" the voice replied. "Oh, and also, my sister shall be the one who answers your calls at night... just a fair warning. One more thing, though! Every call that you make will be redirected to me until the next three days, so trying to call the police or... animal control... would be pointless. There's no need to worry, though. I've informed them through a letter that states the facts that you're an omnivore, so they won't freak out when they see you eating meat... and yeah, that's about it. Anyways, I have matters to tend to, what with raising the sun, and all. I look forward to hearing you again real soon! Tootles!"

"Wait, what am I supposed to do, though?!" Jayson's only answer was the sound of the line being cut.

The loud bump played through the room again. Jayson jumped after realizing that there were probably three intruders in his house... or more, for that matter. He looked around and tried to find something he could use to defend himself, but ended up picking up a simple little house shoe. Then he raised it over his head and slowly walked towards the hallway where the hatch to the attic was. The door to the attic fell before he could even take two steps towards the door, and a trio of startled feminine screams sounded through the hallway, followed by the sounds of bumps and groans.

A noblewoman-like voice complained, "Pinkie! Why didn't you warn us that we were about to fall?!"

A high-pitched female voice replied, "Sorry, Lyra! I didn't get enough time to even react to my twitching before Derpy pulled on the handle!"

A goofy feminine voice said with a slightly worried tone, "My bad, everypony! I didn't notice we were on a door!"

Pinkie giggled before replying, "Aw, it's okay, Derpy! It was kinda dark in there, anyways!"

Lyra hummed to herself before asking, "Hey, does anypony else know who this 'Jayson Thiessen' person is? Princess Celestia told us that she would talk with him!"

Pinkie giggled before replying, "I bet he's in his room, still! It is early in the morning, after all!"

Just hearing his name being called out caused Jayson's body to tense up. He gulped before raising the shoe up even higher, only to freeze when the sound of, what appeared to be hooves clopping, filled the hallway closer to his door. Then, from the right side of his door frame, a green unicorn mare with a minty white mane trotted by, only to turn her head towards him with an amazed expression on her face. A pink mare with a fluffy pink mane and tail followed suit, and from behind her, a gray pegasus mare with a blonde mane flew above them, only for her eyes to meet Jayson's... or rather, one met his eyes, while the other met his feet.

They all just silently stared at each other for what felt like an hour. Jayson was so petrified in shock that once the shoe fell from his right hand, his right hand was still in the air, as if he were turned into a statue.

"Do you think he's alright?" Lyra whispered to Derpy, who only shrugged in response.

Pinkie, however, decided to break the silence... with a barrage of words per second.

"Hi, I'm Pinkie Pie! You must be Jayson Thiessen, or the human that Princess Celestia told us about in that letter! Is it true that you're able to eat meat AND veggies? Are you good at cooking? Do you ALWAYS wear clothes? What's your favorite color?" Despite Lyra's hoof quickly finding its way into her mouth, she continued to speak in a muffled voice, while Lyra smiled sheepishly at Jayson.

After nervously giggling, she said in a much more normal pace, "Please do excuse her, dear. She might take some getting used to, but she's very sweet when it comes to helping her friends out!" She cleared her throat and tapped on Pinkie's shoulders. "This here is Pinkie Pie, our town's official party planner, as well as local baker." She pointed up at Derpy and added, "That is Derpy Hooves, our town's local mailmare. And I," she tapped on her own chest, "am Lyra Heartstrings, the town's local musician, as well as our town's local researcher, mostly for when it comes to things supernatural, such as humans and what-not." She extended her hoof towards Jayson. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Thiessen!"

Jayson continued to stand there as stiff as a statue for a few more moments. Then, when he was able to move, he did so at a fast pace... by falling face-first onto the ground.

Derpy smiled and clapped her forehooves together. "Look at that, everypony! He's so happy to see us, he's speechless!"

Pinkie, however, tilted her head in confusion. "Um, girls? I... think we may have overwhelmed him too much!"

Lyra trotted on over to him and tapped on his forehead. "I have to agree with Pinkie here, Derpy... he's out cold!"

Derpy gasped before asking, "W-what?! What do we do?!"

Pinkie clapped her hooves together. "We help him up to his bed, and let him relax, of course! Maybe he needs the extra rest, anyways!"

Lyra nodded her head and replied, "Good idea, Pinkie... now you two help me prop him up, please. My magic needs to recharge after that spell."

Pinkie and Derpy nodded their heads in unison before slowly propping the unconscious human on their backs. Derpy dropped his arm a few times, but eventually, he was back on his bed. Then the three mares covered him in his blankets again and slowly trotted out of the room.

It was about another hour when Jayson woke back up. He grumbled again, only for the memories of what went on ran through his head. He sat up and looked around, only to find that he was in his bed once again.

After rubbing his eyes, he looked around and lightly chuckled to himself. "Thank goodness... it was just a dream..." He turned towards the night stand and frowned when he saw the alarm clock was unplugged, but decided he must've just reacted on impulses. His phone was also on the ground, but that could've easily been knocked down, or something like that. Regardless, he was no longer sleepy, and decided to get up now.

He stepped into his bathroom to get ready for the day.

When he was finally out of the bathroom, he checked himself in his bedroom mirror. His light brown hair was neatly combed to the side, and his light gray suit and red necktie were neatly fitted over his white shirt. His thick rectangular eyeglasses were over his blue eyes, and his teeth were brushed to the point where they sparkled in the light.

He stepped out of his bedroom but froze in place once he saw his attic door lying on the ground, broken off the hinges. Then he heard the sound of running water, followed by a series of splashes somewhere in the living room. He quickly, yet cautiously, stepped towards the source, while the sound of voices began filling his ears... unnervingly familiar voices.

"Derpy! How in the hay did you catch a glass of water on fire?!" Lyra shouted.

"I just don't know what went wrong!" Derpy retorted.

Another splash was heard, followed by Pinkie shouting, "Girls! Now isn't the time to be arguing! What if he wakes up and sees... and sees... oh, poop." Pinkie stopped talking and the three mares instantly looked up at the human who was now wearing his shocked and confused face once again. He saw the same three mares he thought he dreamed about, and they were in his living room, which was now a complete and total mess. Derpy was sitting on the ground next to the remains of a wooden coffee table. Lyra was standing on the other side with a feather duster in her mouth. Pinkie was standing next to the kitchen table with a pitcher full of water in her mouth. On the table, a pitch-black glass cup that was once perfectly clear and see-through sat with a bunch of black smoke rising from inside it.

All three mares smiled sheepishly at him before Pinkie decided to break through the silence, though in a normal pace this time. "Oh! G-good morning, Jayson! I hope you don't mind, but we decided to let you rest a little longer, and got hungry... so we kinda-sorta had those lilies that were on your table. Oh, and sorry for the broken coffee table in there! I don't know why, but for some odd reason, it wasn't sturdy enough for me to put my party cannon on, so I had to put it back in my mane! Also, I hope this cup wasn't too expensive... because somehow, Derpy found a way to, um... manipulate water molecules to the point where they could combust into flames."

There was another long moment of silence. Jayson removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes before putting the glasses back on. Then, for the first time since he saw the three mares, he was finally capable of speaking again. Unfortunately, though, the only word he was capable of speaking happened to be the first word that came to mind with multiple questions that instantly built up in his mind.

"... What?!"

Author's Notes:

Just a simple idea I had while working on my next big story. Might make this one another big one, should it catch on in any way.

Oh, and yes, this is the same Jayson that you're thinking of, if you happen to find that name familiar.