Thank you, everybrony, for all of your positive feedback on this story. I plan on continuing this story for a long, long time. There are just sooo many scenarios that I have floating around my head, some of which have been used before, but others I came up with on my own. Also, some of the stuff I use in this chapter I do not really own, I will go into detail later. Until then, enjoy the chapter! Random Quote: ‘The Cake Is A Lie’- Doug Rattman

I wake up and try to open my eyes. I immidiatly wish that I hadn’t, as the sunlight filtering through my windows causes me to shield them. Eventually, I get used to the light level and manage to open my eyes. I look over at the clock; 10:40. Seems about right. I think as I try to get up.

Noticing the difficulty I’m having, I look down and notice the cyan mare resting on my chest. Memories of last night surface and suddenly, I feel a million times better. Not wanting to disturb Rainbow Dash, I carefully slip my body out from underneath her. Thankfully, she’s a heavy sleeper and I don’t disturb her rest.

I slip away to the the bathroom with a new set of clothes, wanting to take a shower. I turn on the hot water, only to have nothing come out. Well, I guess you can’t have everything. I mean, electricity and internet access is totally enough.

I shrug and decide to just dress into my clothes for today; a generic, crappy shirt and a pair of generic, crappy cargo pants. After getting dressed, I decided to start cooking breakfast for me and Dash. I guessed that waffles were the best bet.

After putting two waffles in the toaster, I went into my family’s computer room and snagged my laptop, my mp3, and my generic, crappy earbuds. Wait, does this thing still get wireless? I figured that checking was the only way to find out, so I walked outside, out of range for my router, and then tested the wireless internet. It actually worked, which amazed me. Okay, so the wireless works anywhere, and I get electricity. I’m guessing that when I was teleported, every wireless or wired signal froze in time, meaning that I can get internet anywhere.

I walk back inside and pack the laptop into my generic, crappy backpack, getting ready for the day. I then walked into my bedroom and gently nudged Rainbow Dash.

“Hey, sleepyhead, it’s time to get up.” I say while combing through her hair with my hands.

“Uhhhhhhhhhh” Dash muttered weakly.

“Come on, a pony with an attitude like that will never get onto the Wonderbolts.” I say in an effort to get her out of bed.

She didn’t respond, but she got out of bed with a slightly more awake look on her face.

“Hey Dash, I made you breakfast.” I tell her happily.

“Thanks, Danny.” She says with a smile on her half-awake face, “What didja make?”

“Just some waffles,” I tell her as I walk out to take a seat at the kitchen table.

“Awesome, I love waffles!” She asks me, tilting her head in a confused fashion,

“Cool, I hoped that you’d know what they are,” I say, pouring syrup over mine, “Here have some syrup.” I slide her syrup bottle.

“Thanks!” She says with a smile. She pours some syrup over the waffles and grabs a fork. Woah, woah, woah. Wat the Fuck?

“How the hell are you holding that fork?” I ask Rainbow, who is now chewing happily on a chunk of waffle, “You don’t even have hands!”

“Well, everypony has some magic in them,” She begins, swallowing her waffle, “Unicorns just got a lot more. Earth and Pegasus ponies still have enough magic in them to hold small things that they touch with their hooves.”

“Oh, I get it.” I say, happy to learn more about ponies, “And Pegasus ponies can mess with clouds too?”

“Yup! Were awesome like that!” She states proudly before going in for another bite of waffle.

“Heh heh. You sure are.” I say, glad to see Dash back to her old self.

We finish our waffles and I go back to packing, while Dash says she needs to take a shower, presumably with a raincloud. Damn, I wish I could do that! I go outside and unlock the garage, looking for more stuff to take with me. I go into the back room of the garage, not knowing what to expect. I notice a stack of important-looking crates. Huh, what’s in here?

I open the first crate and, to my surprise, inside was an unloaded Glock 17. Holy shit. HOLY SHIT! I found my dad’s gun stash! I wonder what else he has in here! I take the Glock out of the crate and immidiatly open the next crate, which contains ammo, lots of ammo. I’m talking raid-the police-station-and-still-have-enough-left-over-to-wipe-out-the-buffalo ammo counts. It wasn’t just 9mm ammo either, there were .306 rounds, shotgun shells of various brands and sizes, .45 ACP rounds, and many more varieties. HO-LY-SHIT. THIS IS AWESOME!

I spent about a minute loading a few mags full of 9mm ammo for the Glock. I put the G17 and the two backup mags into my backpack. Why do I even need this shit? Duh, if something comes out of the Everfree forest, like it does in all HiE fics, then you’ll be ready! Content with this reasoning, I zipped my backpack and hurried out the door.

I see a rainbow streak rush down to meet me, stopping about three feet in front of me at eye level. Dash eyes my backpack curiously.

“Whatcha got in the bag?” She asks, clearly interested.

“I’ll show you later, but I’ve got something better to show you now.” I motion for her to follow me into the garage. Well, I hope it works.

There, sitting in the middle of the garage, was my dad’s dirt bike. A black and red Yamaha 300cc, to be exact. This, hopefully, will be my mode of transportation between Ponyville and my house. Dash eyed the machine curiously and showed a look of confusion on her face.

“What is it?” She asks me.

“This is a machine called a dirt bike. I can drive it to and from Ponyville much, much faster than I can walk or run.” I state proudly, “I can go close to 80 miles per hour on this thing.”

“80 miles per hour? That’s pretty fast, for a land creature.” She half compliment, half boasts.

“Yeah, which is why I’ve gotta wear a helmet.” I say as I put on the helmet, which is sitting on a nearby table.

I start to pull the bike out of the garage, careful not to damage anything important. Once it’s out, I check the gas tank, which is full. Well, time to see if this thing works.

I get up onto the seat of the bike and twist the key, which is still in the keyhole.

“And now, ladies- err, fillies and gentlecolts, the moment of truth.” I say in a dramatic voice as I turn the accelerator.

It elicits a rumble from the engine as the bike starts up. Yeah muthafuckas! I got a dirt bike in Equestria! I look over my shoulder to see Rainbow Dash cautiously eyeing the machine.

“Are you sure about this, Danny?” She said with a concerned tone about her voice. Aw fuck, I don’t even know how to ride a motorcycle. Aw well, might as well try.

“Yeah, this is going to be fucking awesome!” I say, elicting a cringe from Dash.

“Why do you say those words?” She asks me, confused at my language.

“Well, we use them to express strong emotions, and though course, they get the message across.” I say, explaining the use of swear words, “But still, even in my world, these words are not generally acceptable in society.”

“Oh, I get it. I think.” She says, her attention focusing back onto the motorbike, “So, you’re gonna ride that thing to Ponyville?”

“Eeyup.” I said, imitating Big Mac, “I’ll be there in no time at all.” I really hope I don’t crash. That would blow.

“Well, I’ll meet you there, ‘kay Dash?” I say.

“Got it Danny, I’ll meet you outside of Ponyville’s entrance.” Dash said.

“Yeah, I don’t think that just driving a loud motorbike into a crowded town is the best way for me to make a first impression.” I say sarcastically as I rev up the engines of my bike.

“Yeah, heh heh, see ya.” Dash says before flying off in a rainbow blur. That is so awesome.

I turn the accelerator, causing me to lurch forward. Ok Danny, maybe if you ease your way into it. I gently twist the accelerator, causing the bike to accelerate at a more manageable pace. Once I was down by the road/trail, I put in my earbuds, put on ‘Threshold’ by Sex Bob-Omb (Scott Pilgrim vs. The World Soundtrack) and went full throttle on this bitch.

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!” I scream, while going 40-something miles per hour down a dirt road. I decided not to go over 60, I didn’t like dying.

“FUCKING AWESOME!” I yelled, hitting my 60 mph max. If I wasn’t wearing a helmet, I swear, the wind would’ve blown my cel-shaded hair off my head. Riding the bike was made much easier by the very smooth dirt roads. This was a cartoon after all.

After about three minutes of pure awesomeness, I finally reached the Ponyville entrance, though I began walking my bike as soon as Ponyville came into view. I didn’t want to scare the locals. I see Rainbow Dash sitting under the tree that I had sat under yesterday, lounging with her eyes closed. This should be fun. I think as I sneak up behind her, leaving my bike on its kickstand to the side of the road, along with my helmet.

I jump out from behind the tree, yelling in an attempt to scare her. It works, to say the least. Her body goes erect and she bolts up towards the sky at top speed. I collapse to the ground, laughing my fucking ass off.

“HAHHAHAHA! You should’ve seen the look on your face!” I say, wheezing due to laughter.

“Not funny Danny.” She says, looking unamused and mildly insecure.

“Relax Dash, it was just a joke.” I say, still unable to restrain a smile.

“You do know that I’m gonna get you back for this, right?” She says, a mischievous grin appearing on her face.

“Whatever, Dash.” I say, unamused and wanting to change the subject, “Hey, why don’t we head to Twilight’s first. I want to show her something.”

“’Kay Danny, just don’t try to look too scary. Me and my friends are the only ones who know about you, so I’m going to distract everypony while you sneak off to twilight’s, okay?” She says. This is one of those questions that I’m not supposed to answer, right?

“Uhhhhh, okay. I’ll meet you there, right?” I ask, wanting to spend more time with her.

“I wish I could, but between the air show that I plan on using for a distraction and weather duty, I’m booked for most of today.” She states, seeming sad, “Plus, I’ve gotta get in some practice for a new trick to make it 20% cooler. I might be able to meet you again after my practice, though.”

“Okay, cool. But when and where.” I ask, exited yet confused.

“Let’s say, 5:00 at your house.” She begins to blush, “Oh and Danny, thanks for last night. Thanks for everything.”

“No problem Dash,” I say happily, “Anything for my favorite pegasus!”

She then smiles and flies towards town, leaving a rainbow trail in her wake. That is still awesome and always will be.

Thinking that I’d better wait a minute to actually walk into town, I look into the sky and search for Rainbow Dash. It doesn’t take much to spot her; as she is busy doing all kinds of awesome tricks like the fantastic filly flash and the buccaneer blaze. That is sooooo goddamn awesome.

Well, I’d better get going. I though as I began to walk into Ponyville, setting my course for Twilight’s house. Well, I hope Twilight takes surprises better than I do. I think as her treehouse comes into view. I walk up to the door, putting on a smile. I hope Twilight opens the door, not Spike.

“Hey Twilight, you there! It’s Danny!” I yell, not to loudly while knocking on the door.

She opens the door, sees me, and then quickly gestures for me to come in. I walk into her house and take a seat in one of the many seats in the first room (Not sure what to call it). She takes a seat in the chair across from me as I take off my backpack.

“What are you doing here? Has anypony seen you?” She asks, immediately bombarding me with questions.

“Woah, woah, woah. First of all, no, nopony has seen me, and second; I thought that you’d want to learn more about my world.” I say, unzipping my backpack and pulling out my laptop. I set it on my lap and motion for her to come and see.

“What’s that thing? Is it technology?” She asks, staring at the laptop’s screen.

“Yeah, actually. In  fact, this is probably the most advanced piece of technology that I have. It’s called a laptop computer, or just laptop.” I say, logging into my account, “With this laptop, I can access every piece of information that my world has to offer.”

“How?” She asks, simply as I double click the google chrome icon (IE sucks balls), bringing up my homepage; google.

“Well, somehow I have access to the internet, which is a large collection of information. Not just words, though.” I explain, gaining her interest rapidly, “I can also look at videos, post on message boards, play games, and all kinds of stuff.”

“Wow, that’s amazing.” She says, mouth gaping.

“Yeah, I guess.” I say, connecting to Wikipedia.com, “Well, I hope you’re ready for a long story, Twilight, because this is probably gonna take awhile.”

Well, first and foremost I want to apologize for this being late. Between homework, a power outage, and my bro’s Wizard 101 addiction, there wasn’t much time for writing this week. Also, I do not own a dirt bike or a laptop; they are just devices to make the story better. On another note, I just figured out that my Science textbook’s number is 1337. No Joke. Random Quote: ‘Why?’- Anyone who found out that Happy Feet 2 was in production.