“...Please tell me we won’t see pitchforks and torches?” I asked as I floated outside of the treehouse, staring at where the odd pony ran towards, which just so happened to look like a town square.

        Twilight groaned and sighed at the same time, running a hoof down her face. “With her, I wouldn’t put it past the town to get the pitchforks… again. I really need to talk to those three about seeing a therapist for their panic attacks. It can not be healthy.”

        “Well they get their exercise I guess…” I groaned.

        “Why is it every time anything new shows up in town they freak out? It was only reasonable with a few things, not much else.” Rainbow frowned, expecting to see the first pitchforks fairly soon.

        “I don’t know, but we’ll deal with that portion at a later date.” Twilight turned to Rainbow. “Rainbow, I need you to intercept Daisy and try to get the town calmed down. If you see the Mayor, let her know that everything is under control.”

        “Got it Twi!” Rainbow said, launching towards town at nearly full speed.

        Heather whistled lightly, nudging me. “That’s your goal right there, dude.”

        “No, my goal is actually being able to get higher and move faster. I won’t be there for a while I would guess.” I sighed before going back into the library.

        Heather turned to Twilight. “So, what do we do now, princess?”

        “Please don’t call me that. I don’t like others thinking I’m better because of a title; leaves a bad taste in my mouth.”

        “Sorry.”

        Twilight waved off her concerns. “It’s alright, you didn’t know.” The two followed me into the library, the pony princess continuing to speak. “For now, let’s just try to get a good cover story. Can’t exactly go around saying we have two aliens that have been turned into other aliens. We’re gonna have to go with what you are currently as these… monster forms. So how about you two tell me a little bit about yourselves so we can get things prepared for the inevitable town meeting.”

        “Where to start…” I muttered, not exactly sure why I couldn’t think of something important to say, oh wait, because I normally can’t.

A loud yell could be heard from the town square, “Put the pitchforks down!”

        “Sounds like Dashie is doing her job,” Heather smirked. “Got a good pair of lungs on her.”

        “Just ignore the town for bit,” Twilight scolded lightly. “Just give me a few things. Likes, dislikes, maybe personal tastes; just something that we can use to keep the town folk from coming after you like a manticore.”

        “I like living if that counts for anything?” Twilight deadpanned at me. “Well, aside from that, books are nice.” I said, smiling slightly at the fact we just so happened to be in a library as well.

        “Okay, good. That’s something helpful as it shows you at least have some intelligence,” Twilight said off...hoofedly(?) as she took some notes.

        Heather snickered a little. “You just got insulted by a pony princess. How does that make you feel?”

        “Like I stayed up too late one day and you gave me coffee with too much sugar. Also known as, Horrible.” I groaned. Her continued snickering only worsened my weakened pride.

        Twilight at least had the nerve to look ashamed. “Sorry about that, I didn’t mean it as an insult. Anyway, there has to be a little something more you can give me. I don’t need a life story, just a few tidbits.”

        “Well, I’m used to having to do work even if I prefer to be lazy, I’m not normally easy to anger, though I am easy to annoy. I have a healthy fear of Heather.” I muttered the last part, fearing what she may do if she heard.

        She scribbled quickly, making sure to catch everything I said. “Okay, I think that should be enough on Latios. Now, how about you, Lugia?”

        “I’m what you might call a ‘free spirit’,” Heather answered with a smile. “I do what I want, when I want, how I want to, and ain’t nobody gonna tell me otherwise.”

        “You and Skittles will get along just fine.” I snorted, looking out the window when I heard another yell.

        “OW! I SAID DROP IT NOT THROW IT ON THE PILE!”

“...Ok, ignoring that, back to the questions?”

        “Err, right. Okay, so we have the laid back one and the active one. Does that about sum it up?” Twilight asked, looking between the two of us.

        “Yeah that’s about right.” I nodded, “That might be why we get along so well.”

        “Uh huh!” Heather confirmed with a smile. “That’s us!” She wrapped her wing around my head and put me in a headlock. “Two friends, destined to annoy the crap out of each other for all eternity!”

        I flailed as I tried to escape her odd wing-arm-thing, I didn’t really have much success.

        I stared as a piece of paper slowly floated down from what looked like a small rift in the air, before the crack closed again, “What the…” I muttered as I stopped its movement with Telekinesis and brought it over to me. As it came closer to me I noticed what looked like asian characters- or writing as it could be said- on it. When I moved it to my weird claw thing I almost dropped it from what I saw on it.

        “I am the Xiaolin Dragon of Light. If you fight for peace, than I am an amigo of yours. Evil better beware though, cause as long as I'm around I refuse to let the world fall to darkness.”

        “What in the world is this?” I practically shouted, looking up at Heather and Twilight, both of whom shrugged. They were just as confused as I was.

        “As dumb as this sounds, I do kinda want to see if this summons someone or something…” I grinned slightly, despite my potentially horrible idea.

        “Xiaolin Dragon of Light, I cal- OW! Heather, that hurt!”

        “And what the heck do you think you’re doing?!” she yelled at me, smacking me once more with her wing.

        “But he has Light in his name! Doesn’t that stereotypically make this person good?” I huffed.

        “Not if you watched Yu-Gi-Oh GX,” she muttered.

        “You know I didn’t like that sh-” I was interrupted as a tear in the air suddenly appeared and a man dressed in red robes dropped out, landing on his back with a groan.

        “Para folla bien, am I going to do that everytime that happens?” He got up, rubbing his head as a green serpent curled around his shoulders.

        “Yeesh. Those multiversal travels are quite a doozy.” The serpent spoke, shaking its own head.

        “One, I am amazed that actually worked, and two, that serpent reminds me of an old show I liked.” I said as I began to stare at the two.

        And Heather squeed… again. Wow, three in one day… should I be worried? “IT’S DOJO! The best dragon ever!!” Said dragon quickly leapt into the man’s robes at the sounds of squeeing.

        “Not another one! Not more hugging, please!” He shook. The man just glanced down at him with a raised eyebrow before glancing at Heather and I.

        “Uh… I don’t think you need to worry about little fillies squeezing you this time hombre.”

        “Oh yeah! It was Xiaolin Showdown, wasn’t it?” I snapped, somehow retaining the ability to do so with my odd claws.

        “So much better than the continuation.” Heather shuddered. “Xiaolin Chronicles was all levels of wrong.”

        The man got up, stretching his back a bit as Dojo continued to hide beneath his robes. “Well you already know more about all this xiaolin stuff than I do.”

        “I guess so… Though I need to ask, is your name actually Xiaolin Dragon of Light? And if it is I pity you.” I asked as I floated over, though I suppose saying levitating would be more accurate.

        “Nah, it’s just a title. Name’s Allan. And as you already know, this is Dojo.” He reached into his robes before pulling out the dragon, who quickly clung to his arm. “Was Nyx really that bad?”

        Suddenly Dojo was in Allan’s face, grabbing him by the collar. “You don’t know. You didn’t see the things I saw.”

        “Uh… Well I’m Tom, and my friend the Lugia, is Heather.” I said as I gave Dojo an odd look.

        “So....” Twilight said, gaining everyone else’s attention, “is anypony going to explain why a human just appeared in my library with an angry mob of ponies barreling in on us?”

        “You are all new to this stuff, aren’t ya? Guess I’m getting my quota of helping out new guys filled then.” Allan glanced out the window. “Though I should probably explain things after the ponies aren’t about to set the place on fire.”

        “At least Skittles managed to get rid of most of their pitchforks... “ I muttered, “And to answer that, new to what? Being removed from Earth?”

        “Hit the nail on the head hombre. It’s a bit more common than you might think.” Allan turned to Twilight. “So you got a plan to calm them all down?”

        Twilight sighed slightly. “I do, but it’s most certainly not my best. All I have is attempting to make the town see these two are just like anypony else. They just look a lot weirder.”

        “Hey!” Heather whined.

        “It’s true and you know it.”

        “...I don’t quite know how to feel about that. I also regret not taking spanish in highschool.” I muttered, well as much as I could with the whole speaking with weird psychic powers.

        “Eh, screw foreign languages anyway,” Heather shrugged, causing Allan and Twilight’s eyes to twitch.

        “You really have an attitude, don’t you?” the pony princess stated.

        “Duh.”

        “I’d have to agree with Twilight, lo extraño.” Allan shook his head. “Now, why is there an angry mob? Sure, the ponies when I first showed up were kind of spooked, but you guys seemed to do something wrong.”

        “I dunno… Apparently this happens frequently, the pony who started this, I think, was called Daisy.” I said, looking out the window.

        “The flower girl?” Dojo perked up. “Surprised she didn’t just faint on the spot.”

        I let out a short laugh when I saw an extremely disgruntled rainbow maned pegasus walk out of the upstairs area of the Treebrary, “Sorry Twi, had to use your balcony.”

        “Did you have fun with the pitchforks?”

        “You have condemned yourself to pranks.” Rainbow snorted before turning to stare at Allan and Dojo.

        Allan waved the arm Dojo was wrapped around. “Hola Rainbow. Como estas?”

        “...Very, very bruised and annoyed with Ponyville for some reason having a riot slash monster sighting kit.” Rainbow groaned as she lightly rubbed her leg.

        “Huh. You know more spanish than the Rainbow I know.” Allan put a hand to his chin as he glanced around. “That, Twilight’s wings, and the mob outside just makes me believe this ain’t nowhere close to how I did things.”

        “I had weird classmates in flight school.”

        “Ok, so aside from that, what’s your idea on handling the riot-thing?” I asked, looking to Twilight.

        “The first idea is to simply talk them and see if we can calm this down quietly.”

        “And if that doesn’t work?” Heather asked.

        “Then, as my uncle used to say, we’re boned.”

        “All I wanted was somewhere to sleep…” I groaned before glancing to the side to see Allan had taken a seat on the far wall and was looking at the scroll that had been on his back.

        “What’re you looking at? Is it something from Xiaolin Showdown?” I asked as I floated over, trying to think of other ways to calm down the town.

        “It’s a scroll that holds all my Wu. I’m trying to see if there’s something I can use to help. Unfortunately, there is no “calm down a mob” Wu.”

        “Well that’s cool, though it’s a shame there isn’t something nearly that convenient for this situation. Oh well, I vote Twilight out to talk to the mob.” I sighed as I floated over to the singular window in the downstairs area.

        “I abstain.” Rainbow shrugged, “I do not want to risk having the weird pony who likes jam throwing it at her. It’s hard to get that stuff out of feathers.”

        “It’s the only option we have right now, though,” Twilight groaned. “As if this day wasn’t already bad enough, now I have to deal with an angry mob. It’s times like this ponies actually respected the title.”

        “Ah yes, it already slipped my mind, you’re a pretty purple pony princess. Well, go do your thing and prevent our death, or general excommunication of this town for no reasonable reason.” I said, letting out a small smirk.

        “I can still have you deported, ya know,” she glared lightly.

        “Don’t mess with the purple library pony. That’s something I learned real quick, hombre.” Allan spoke, his head still stuck in the scroll.

        Twilight smiled a little proudly. “Right. Well, let’s get this over with.” She trotted out the door, being immediately surrounded by over half of the town. “...hoo boy, this is gonna be harder than I thought, I just know it.”

        A large cacophony erupted from the crowd seconds later, pretty much all of them demanding for us to be kicked out of the town.

She took a deep breath before, “SILENCE!”

To the credit of the town, most of them stopped yelling almost immediately, a few muttered in annoyance, however.

Twilight coughed lightly, rubbing her throat. “Oh wow that hurts,” she muttered in a hoarse tone. “No wonder they got rid of that in normal speech. You’d lose your voice before you got to middle age.” She cleared her throat before addressing the crowd. “Alright everypony, I can assure you that there is nothing to be worried about.”

“But Daisy said there was a monster!” One random yellow pony called out.

“They only look like monsters,” she clarified. “The two new arrivals are actually fairly nice and rather social. And if it helps any better, they’re about as nerdy as I am.”

“AAAAAAAAAAAACHOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Suddenly a bunch of smog shot out the windows of the Treebrary as a loud sneeze went off.

“Maldición Dojo! I told you, you should have stayed home if you felt like you had a cold coming on!”

I started coughing violently, stumbling around and somehow managing to get out of the Treebrary before collapsing on the ground, gasping for air, “Urghhhh…”

“Sword of the Storms!” A gust of wind went through the library, blowing out all the smog… and unfortunately a bunch of what was inside out the door. With a couple pieces of furniture thrown out on the front lawn, Allan peeked out the door, a golden sword now in his hand. “Uh… I’m not making this better, am I?”

“Put the sword away before I take it away from you!” Twilight practically screamed at the human.

“So much worse!”

As Allan shrunk slightly at Twilight and the sword turned into golden light, a pony yelled out from the crowd. “There’s another monster!”

Twilight turned back to the crowd. “IF ANY OF YOU FREAK OUT, I WILL PLACE YOU IN PRISON!”

The crowd shut up immediately, though from the back, we heard, “Told you Bon Bon, humans are real.”

“Not now, Lyra,” another voice replied with a sigh.

I coughed as I started floating again and looked at the ponies before waving, “Hi.”

“Hiya,” Heather waved, hiding from inside the library. “We’re the monsters… we don’t wanna eat anyone.”

Twilight deadpanned. “Really? ….really?”

“It was all I could think of!”

“...Heather, why in the world did you think it was a good idea to say that? Even if it was the only thing you could think of at the time, you probably would’ve been better off not saying it.” I just groaned, expecting things to get worse because of that statement.

Allan sighed as he scratched the back of his head. “Guess no one’s thinking straight today.”

Twilight sighed, putting a hoof to the bridge of her muzzle. “Can… can somepony please just get Mayor Mare so we can straighten this all out? Please?!”

“I’m… I’m just gonna stay in here…” Heather retreated back into the library, hoping to keep anything else from blowing up in our faces.

“Ya… I don’t think I can exactly make this situation better so…” Allan slipped back as well, putting a hand over Dojo’s nose just as he was about to sneeze again.

I looked at the ponies who were staring at us before quickly going back inside, myself. “I guess we can return to the earlier subject?”

“Earlier? Was there something else to talk about other than the mob?” Allan scratched his head, his other hand still grasping Dojo’s muzzle.

“Something about me and Heather being new to… I don’t even know the name of this place, probably something ridiculous and ‘punny’ instead of making sense.” I sighed and simply managed to sit down without falling once more.

“Oh right. That. How do I start this?” Allan walked over to a window before sticking the dragon’s nose out it, another sneeze full of smog going off. “Better?” Dojo nodded. “Alright, now. Are either of you familiar with the multiverse theory?”

“...Kinda? I don’t really know much about it though.” I muttered as I tried to remember certain aspects of the theory.

“It’s the theory that states that any action creates an alternative reality in which the opposite action occured. This results in the creation of infinite parallel worlds that can range from small to incredibly vast differences from our own,” Heather recited as if she was reading from a textbook… which she was surprisingly not.

“Uh… what she said.” Allan cleared his throat before continuing. “Basically, you two got sent to this world, which is a universe where ponies can talk, use magic, and a whole lot of other crazy stuff that flies in the face of physics, from your world, which I assumed was a normal human one. On top of that, you got turned into Lugia and…” Allan glanced at me, obviously confused.

“A Latios… You know, the brother of Latias, also a member of the Eon Duo, Guardian of the Soul Dew?” I said with a slightly confused expression as well.

“Never heard of that one. Anyway, I imagine you got sent here by some culo at a convention selling basura?”

“Well, we definitely bought some things, but it was a week after that, also today, that we ended up in this weird place.” I said with a nod.

“Huh. That’s a new one. Well to put it mildly, you aren’t the first to get sent to another world, becoming some other thing or gaining some power. There’s a lot of us, and we’re called Displaced.” Allan crossed his arms. “Though I’ll be honest, a lot of ones you’ll meet out there aren’t exactly… put together right in the head.”

“...So what you’re saying is that there are a bunch of super-powered humans out there, who are insane? That is a very bad thing.”

“Ya, well what are you gonna do?” Allan glanced outside at the mob. “I just try to keep as many of them away from my world as possible.”

“That’s quite a smart thing to do actually… But there’s also just as large of a chance of good people I suppose. Opinions do tend to be slightly biased after all.” I sighed before looking over to Heather, “You have anything to say?”

“Well, you said that paper thing had a message right?” I nodded. “Well, maybe we’ll just keep the ones whose message sounds good. If not, we chuck it in the river or something.”

“Even then, you need to be careful.” Allan nodded. “I got tricked pretty badly by one Displaced in my world and ended up spending two years in stone. I can let you guys know of a few of the ones I know are alright, but past that I wouldn’t take the chance.”

“I’ll have to take your advice on this… Also I feel like what’s happening out there will end up getting even more annoying as time goes by…” I muttered, still occasionally glancing out the window.

“Alright. Can either of you take notes with your… hands?” Allan glanced at the two of us with a raised eyebrow.

Heather flapped her wings. “I don’t think I can hold anything with these. They’re basically flippers.”

I just looked at my weird claws and shrugged, “Might as well try.” I pulled a sheet of paper off of a nearby table as well a… “...Why is there a quill? Are there no pens? If so this will be so annoying.”

“Right… Dojo, mind giving them a hand?” The dragon slid down Allan’s side before running up to the table, climbing on top and grabbing the quill and paper. “Alright, first there’s Kat Shifter. She’s blonde, red eyes, kind of a tomboy, alters gravity, can’t miss her. She and her brother Ben, a guy who looks just like Ben 10 from the cartoon, are both nice.”

“After that they told me of two good ones. One is named Gilgamesh and the other Auric, though I’ve never met them myself so I’ve just got their word to go on there. I’d trust what they say though. You keeping up Dojo?”

Dojo scratched the side of his head with the quill. “How in Dashi’s name do you spell Gill-ga-mesh?”

“Just sound it out. Anyway, they mentioned a few bad ones too. The Triad of Madness, Makuta Teridax-”

“Wait, that guy from Bionicle? That’s just weird…” I blinked in surprise.

Allan shrugged. “I dunno. I was given names, not descriptions. Anyway, after that the only other I can recommend to avoid is Chase Young. He’s the reason I spent awhile in stone.” He put a hand to his chin and thought for a few moments. “Other than those, I guess just be careful. A lot of Displaced could be trying to help you just so you owe them in return. If you ever find a fishy sounding totem, throw it in the lake or something.”

“Alright, got it.” I nodded once at his advice before stopping for a moment. “Wait, can we make our own totem or whatever it was?”

“Do we even want to?” Heather said, not looking quite as sure. “I think I would feel better if we left this nonsense alone. Look how much trouble just bringing in another one of them, that’s even a good guy, can cause. Heck, look at how much trouble we cause!”

“Ya…” Allan scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “I am sorry for dropping in at such a bad time. I can’t really control where I go though once someone activates my totem.”

“While that is a good point, I think there might somehow be a way to control whether we go or not, or at least have some influence over it if we do make one.” I frowned slightly before rolling my eyes, “It’s fine Allan, it was mostly my fault anyways.”

Allan smiled as he relaxed a bit at my comment. “Well how you make a totem… I have no idea.” I gave him a deadpan stare, waiting for him to say he was joking or something before he noticed. “I’m serious. I made mine just by charging a piece of paper full of chi and handing it to Kat. The last Displaced I helped somehow did something with a feather blade of his and tossed it into the void. For all I know, every totem is made differently.”

“...That would make sense. Though your totem had a phrase on it, what did you do for that?” I asked as I eyed the Soul Dew that Heather had around her neck.

“Like I said, I just filled the thing full of chi.” His hands glowed with a white light for a moment as he demonstrated. “It was a piece of the scroll I carry around but I honestly had no clue what would come out. Heck, it wasn’t even supposed to spread. It was just meant to be something for Kat and Ben to call me if they needed me.”

“Ok, that’s pretty cool. The most I’ve figured out so far related to any of my powers is my levitating and Telekinesis. So maybe I can do something with that?” I frowned slightly again as I tried to think of ways I might ‘learn’ new attacks.

Allan shrugged. “I dunno. Never even heard of your kind of pokemon. On top of that, don’t you think you should talk this over with Heather before you throw what is essentially an open invitation to the multiverse out there?”

“I intend to. I don’t want her to hurt me again.” I shivered as I remembered a few times before I ended up in this crazy place, things I won’t go into detail about. Dojo made a few more flourishes on the paper before wrapping up the long piece of paper and leaving it on the table. Meanwhile, Allan glanced out the window again.

“Well… I’d try to help with this situation, but Ben was the diplomat, not me. I’m better with kicking bad guy butt.” He looked at me. “You wanna send me home?”

“It was nice to meet you Allan, and sure. Question, how do I do that?” I grumbled the last part.

“Just say ‘my contract is complete’ or something like that. It’s what the Twilight in the last world did to send us back.” Dojo jumped up onto his shoulder, wrapping his tail around his shoulder a few times in preparation of a likely bumpy ride.

“Allan, Xiaolin Dragon of Light, your contract is complete.” I said, waving goodbye with a faint smile. Allan stood there with his hands behind his back, him and Dojo glancing around as if waiting for something.

“Well he was nice. So uh Heather, about that totem?” I said as I turned back to her and tapped the Soul Dew.

“It’s a bad idea, Tomas,” Heather glared, even actually using my full name. She rarely calls me ‘Tomas’, it’s usually a variation like ‘Tom’, ‘Tommy’, etc.

“It could also be a good idea, you had to admit you’re at least a little bit curious, aren’t you?” I said, smiling slightly at her, despite the odd feeling of impending doom, “I could pay you back later if this turns out to be too bad of an idea.”

“Curiosity killed the cat,” she argued back. “With something as dangerous as this, it would be smarter to avoid it altogether. We stand no chance against stuff like this so we shouldn’t mess with it.”

“Not everyone’s going to be evil. We’re also not cats, we’re… Well Pokémon I guess. Anyways, they’ll still find their way here if they’re evil, and even if we don’t make one from the looks of it we’re still going to have to interact with the… I was gonna say ‘World out there’ but in this case I think it’s Multiverse or something.” I sighed.

“Ahem,” came from the doorway, prompting us to look and see Twilight staring back at us. “I hate to bother such a riveting conversation, but in case you hadn’t noticed, there’s still an angry mob outside that is after you.”

“Uh… I may or may not have had that slip my mind already…” I let out a nervous chuckle at the look she was giving me.

Rainbow could just be heard snoring from the sofa, so she wasn’t going to be any help in this.

“Sorry Twilight,” Heather sighed. “We got caught up in a lot of weird stuff.”

“Well that stuff can wait. The Mayor finally showed up and is willing to hear you two out. So be on your best behavior.”

“Yes ma’am…” I groaned, only on account of the fact it sounded like we were being judged for a crime or some odd thing that happened- well aside from us showing up here at least.

“Then come on, we need to get this squared away now before it gets any worse.” She turned around and walked right back out.

“We should probably follow her,” Heather said. “But we are not done talking about this token thing.”

“Of course. I’m determined to make it happen, and you’re determined to make it not happen.” I shrugged slightly as I turned again and followed Twilight out.

“Stubborn little…,” the Lugia sighed. “He never learns, such a child.” Heather shook her head, following out after a small moment.

“Well… Let’s hope this turns out well.” I nodded to Heather before looking out the door after Twilight, ready to go out into the sight of the oddly angry ponies.

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