I took a look around at the crowd and then the white… maned? I think that’s the word for it, pony standing in front of the crowd.

        She coughed lightly to silence the crowd’s murmurs as she looked to me and Heather, “Would I be correct to presume you two are the creatures that my town is so riled up about?”

        “That would be us,” Heather nodded. “Though, I blame the doofus here more.”

        “So you blame me for a pony seeing us through a window, screaming, and proceeding to somehow gather an entire town in a short amount of time?” I snorted.

        “Err… Well, let’s just skip to the point, shall we? Do either of you odd creatures intend to harm any members of my town?”

        Heather looked at me. “I dunno, you wanna hurt the ponies?”

        “Why would I want to hurt multicolored ponies? I mean really, what’s the point of that?” I simply raised a… Well what felt like an eyebrow at Heather.

        “I suppose that answers those questions.” She gave the ponies behind her a slight glare, making quite a few of them let out nervous laughter.

        “I don’t believe I’ve introduced myself either, I am Mayor Mare, what are your names?”

        “I’m Tom, she’s Heather.” I said, looking at the crowd once more which seemed to have thinned out slightly. Did they just get bored of being a mob and leave or something?

        “I’m the cool one that knows what she’s doing, he’s the dork that tags along because he doesn’t know how to do things on his own.”

        “Hey! Now that’s not fair!” I grumbled, not really finding a place to argue, nor would I have even tried, Heather is like a brick wall when it comes to certain subjects.

        “Hmm. I really don’t understand why these ponies can’t understand not every unknown or new creature to enter the town isn’t evil. Oh well. Welcome to Ponyville, and enjoy your stay.” Mayor said as she turned back towards the town, “I have paperwork to finish.”

        “...I feel like that should have been much harder or much more annoying.” I blinked, watching the Mayor walk off before looking back at a rather frazzled Twilight and Heather.

        “The mayor is a hard worker,” Twilight sighed. “She’s already got enough on her plate with my ascension a while back… not to mention the amount of terror that happens in this town on a weekly basis.”

        “I want to know and don’t want to know at the same time. I’m going to go with not wanting to know to possibly preserve my sanity just a bit more.” I groaned, waving away the ponies who were still standing around.

        “I get the feeling sanity is going to do more harm than good here,” Heather commented.

        “You have no idea how right you are.”

        “Let’s just… Go about finding a place where we can stay and possibly continue our argument from before whatever that was.” I groaned once more.

        “Well, for the time being you could stay in the library, I suppose. I have enough room in the basement for you both to fit comfortably. I can’t think of any other place that would be able to fit either of you.”

        Heather leaned over and whispered into my ear, “She just wants you close so she can dissect you in the night.”

        I… Well I managed to keep from screaming but I did glare at Heather like I was trying to bore holes through her.

        “Is everything alright?” Twilight looked between the two of us, confused as to what was going on.

        “I hate Heather very much sometimes.” I hissed.

        “Well that’s not very nice to say!” A pink pony exclaimed to my immediate right.

        “OH SWEET BABY JESUS WHERE IN THE WORLD DID YOU COME FROM?!”

        “My mommy and daddy of course!” the pony giggled. “Just kidding, I’ve been here the whole time!”

        “I… But what? How?” I spluttered, staring at the pink pony in extreme confusion.

        “It’s Pinkie Pie, don’t question it,” Twilight monotoned, as if it were something that needed to be learned quickly.

        “Don’t question it… Just don’t question it…”  I muttered as I gave Twilight a nod.

        “I feel like questioning it,” Heather said with an evil smirk. “With powers like hers, who knows how much greater I could become?! Mwuahahaha!”

        Pinkie giggled. “I like her.”

        “I’m not going to remain sane at this rate…” I muttered, staring at the pink pony that came from seemingly nowhere.

        “You can try… may Celestia help you in your trials,” Twilight gave a slight bow.

        “Dead dragon walkin’!” Heather exclaimed.

        “Urgh. You people clearly dislike me…” I groaned before looking at Twilight, “Celestia?”

        “She’s the princess of our country, Equestria, and has been for over one thousand years.”

        “...Wow that’s one old pony.” I blinked, registering the age in my head.

        “Don’t be rude!” Twilight shrieked at me.

        “I’m just saying, that’s one old pony. The oldest human to have ever lived to my knowledge was somewhere over 120 years.” I muttered.

        “It’s not polite to mock a woman’s age, Tom. I could have sworn I beat that into you sometime ago.”

        “I’m not mocking anything! That’s just plain impressive!” I huffed, crossing my arms.

        Twilight sighed, shaking her head. “This day… this is definitely not my best day.”

        “You haven’t been this stressed since you tried to understand my Pinkie Sense and evolved into a Rapidash!” Pinkie stated.

        “A what?” Twilight asked, looking at Pinkie weirdly.

        “...What is this pony but a spawn of chaotic madness?” I muttered, giving Pinkie an odd look.

        “I like her,” Heather smiled.

        “Of course you would Heather.” I sighed. “So, back to the earlier subject, I wish to continue trying to tell you why I think we should have a token.”

        She instantly glared at me. “We are not making any tokens and that. Is. Final.”

        “We will and we should!” I said, scowling back at her.

        “No, Thomas. We have no reason to do it and it will only cause problems. This is not some new technology that you can play with to see how it works. This could potentially cause a lot of harm and I won’t let you do that to these ponies.”

        “If I understood what Allan was saying, a Token would only take us from here, it’s the tokens of other ‘Displaced’ that would bring them here.” I said, crossing my arms once more.

        “And who’s to say it can’t also work in reverse? Or that they could use them to track us to this world?” Heather crossed her wings. “You don’t seem to care about this world and more on fulfilling your sick fantasies.”

        “The hell do you mean by sick fantasies?!” I growled.

        “Oh please, alternate worlds? You’re completely enthralled by the idea, aren't’ you?”

        “So what if I’m curious? That doesn’t mean I don’t have other reasons.” I snorted, scowling some more at Heather. “I just… Ugh, this is getting us nowhere faster than we’re going anywhere.” I said as I rubbed my head.

        “I’m not moving an inch on this, buster,” she glared. “Not. One. Inch.”

        “What would it even take for you to consider it Heather?”

        “Nothing, absolutely nothing, and that’s the way it’s gonna stay.”

        “Heather… Fine, what if it’s just me?” I sighed. Her glare bore right into my very soul. “...Won’t do that either, ok. This won’t go anywhere anymore, lets just stop…” I shivered slightly in fear of my friend.

        “Good decision,” she smirked victoriously. “Because I’m tired and I want to go to bed.” She even went as far to point out that the sun had already set and the moon had risen.

        I turned to Twilight, “Seems like we’ll be taking up your offer of the basement tonight.”

        Twilight smiled widely. “Great! I’ll get everything set up so you two just make yourselves at home.” She trotted to the basement door and disappeared into the depths below.

        “I wanna say she has evil scientist stuff down there.” I snorted.

        “Be nice,” Heather said sternly. “You’re already on thin ice, don’t make it worse for yourself.”

        “What if she does though?” I muttered, looking away from Heather with a huff. “She did have that manic look in her eyes like she wanted to learn more no matter what…”

        “She was nice enough to let us into her home and allow us to stay until further notice. That’s all I need to know and all I care about.”

        “Fair enough… Hm. Seems that Skittles sleeps like a rock.” I said, gesturing to the snoring pegasus on the couch.

        “Reminds me of you,” she snarked.

        Before I could retort, Twilight came back upstairs. “Alright, everything is all set for you both down stairs. I’m going to turn in myself for the night, so you both have a good night.” She trotted up the fair stairs, presumably to her own bedroom.

        “Thank you Princess.” I said with a nod before scowling at Heather.

        Heather ignored my look and made her way to the stairs. “Are you coming or what? I’m tired and going to bed.”

        “Yeah yeah…” I sighed, following after her into the… actually rather large basement. A few cots were laid out on opposite sides of the room, Heather going straight to one and collapsing there. She was completely asleep less than a moment later.

        “That’s a skill right there…” I chuckled and laid down on one on the other side of the room, slowly drifting off to sleep.

        Over the first week we were in this odd place which we came to learn was named Equestria, which was a pun in and of itself since the majority of the species in it seem to be equine. Heather and I managed to get a house right outside of town that could actually fit the two of us, though it was good that Heather wasn’t the same size as the Lugia from the movie.

        We also learned something odd, namely that we seemed to able to ‘level up’ in a way. Each time we did that, well, each time Heather did it she said it was like she was getting a little bit stronger and faster each time. I’ve only managed to do it once, as well as discover I could use all of the attacks Latios could that didn’t require a level. Though I have to admit, I was very confused when I found a TM on a table in the house, not that I could use it anyways. This all happened over the span of one week, including a ‘Welcome to Ponyville’ party that had treats that probably gave me diabetes. I’m never again eating one of Pinkie’s cupcakes.

        “So, what are our plans for today again?” I sighed, looking back over at Heather from where I was being lazy on our rather large sofa.

        “I was gonna go beat up another timber wolf. Figured your lazy butt was gonna merge with the sofa,” Heather said with a smirk.

        “Well it is a comfortable sofa, but no, I think Twilight wanted us for something.” I sighed, getting off the couch and floating over to Heather.

        Heather laughed as if she knew something. “Oh yes, she said she had something… planned, for today.” She snickered a little more as we exited the house.

        “You sound like you know something, I don’t like it.” I grumbled, purposefully waving at Daisy, the pony who caused a mob the first day we were here, causing her to wince.

        “I don’t know what you’re talking about~,” she sing-songed.

        “You’re clearly lying, you’re never this happy, why are you so happy about this?” I asked, giving Heather a pointed glare which probably did nothing. “Have you two plotted something against me? I know she doesn’t like me as much as she does, you.”

        “Oh stop being so paranoid,” she waved off. “Everything’s gonna be juuuuust fine.”

        “...Oh god why?” I shivered at the tone she used to say that, but maybe she was right and I was just overly paranoid? Nah.

        I stared forward at the library as we got closer, trying to remember just what it was Twilight had wanted us for. Heather stepped forward and knocked when we got there. “Hey Twi, you in there?”

        “Door’s open!” we heard from inside. “It’s a freakin’ public library after all.” I think I heard her say, “Why does everypony always knock?” after that, but much softer.

        “...I forgot it was a library due to the fact pretty much nobody goes in here aside from you and your friends.” I snorted as I pushed the door open.

        “So, what was it you wanted to talk to us about again?” I sighed as I held the door open for Heather to enter before closing it.

        “Oh good, it’s you two!” Twilight beamed, moving around the library at amazing speeds. She was collecting books, utensils, and papers up the wazoo! “We don’t have much time! I have to get you both ready for tonight!”

        “What’s tonight? It’s not some fancy dinner is it?!” I started to panic on account of literally having no experience with that type of thing.

        “No, no, no!” I relaxed a little. “You’re meeting the ruling princesses tonight!”

        “Oh thats g- WAIT WHAT?! THAT’S TONIGHT?! HOW DID I FORGET THAT?!” Out went the panic and in came the complete freakout. Heather fainting did not help the situation either… though the smiling was a mixed message.

        “Heather?! No, don’t you dare make me figure out what to do alone! You’re better at this stuff than I am!” I started shaking her in an attempt to wake her up.

        “More pony princesses~,” she groggily said. Okay, now the smile makes a bit more sense… stupid fangirling.

        “Oh for- Heather a bit more maturity please! It’s supposed to be my job to be the immature one!” I groaned before turning to Twilight, “Please tell me there aren’t any more aside from you three?”

        “Well, there’s my sister-in-law, Cadance, but she’s in the Crystal Empire to the north,” Twilight recited as she continued to look through her books. I caught the title of one of them: Royal Etiquette for Dummies.

        “So, we have Celestia, princess of the sun, Luna, princess of the night, you, princess of magic or friendship or something. What is Cadence? Princess of love?” I groaned, not realizing how right I was.

        “Urgh… Twilight, do you have a bucket and some ice water?” I sighed as I thought about the implications of what they’d be doing later that day.

        “Hmm?” she looked up to finally see Heather passed out. “Oh, simple enough. Spike?! Could you please get a bucket of ice water?”

        “Sure thing Twi’!” Spike called back, quickly leaving their shared room in the library’s second story and going into the kitchen where at first the sound of metal hitting something came from, then the sound of something solid hitting the inside of the bucket which was clearly ice, and then the sound of the faucet before he came back out and held the bucket out to Twilight, “Here it is.”

“...Scales, tail, claws, fangs… Well, now I kinda want to act like Heather. Twilight, how is it we didn’t know you had a dragon living with you?” I asked as I stared at Spike.

“Uh… Twi… The thing is staring at me…” Spike said as he turned to Twilight with a confused expression.

“Oh right!” she face-hoofed. That had to hurt. “Spike’s been in Canterlot helping Princess Celestia for the past week so you haven’t met. Spike, this is Thomas and the one passed out is Heather. Thomas, this is my number one assistant, Spike.”

“Really now? Huh. Well hello Spike. Nice to meet you. Also that looked quite painful Twilight.” I said as I held out my claw to shake his hand.

Spike hesitantly reached out and shook my claw back, “Uh, nice to meet you?”

“Now then, about that water…” I said as I picked up the bucket and proceeded to dump all of it on Heather’s head.

“Hey! Watch the books!” Twilight scolded.

“Sorry!” I winced, making sure that there weren’t any books near the water on the ground to prevent any water damage, “So, Heather, you want to actually remain coherent and help?”

A spray of water hit me in the face, though I was thankful she hadn’t learned Hydro Pump. “I’m good. I’m gooood. So… what are we doing again?”

“Meeting the Princesses.”

And the smile is back. “Princesses!! I don’t care if they’re for little girls, we’re actually meeting pony princesses in a mountainside castle!!”

“I seriously wonder how that thing doesn’t fall… Anyways, not the point. Twilight, when do we need to leave for this? Are we taking the train or are we flying?” I asked, giving Heather a slightly worried look.

“We would normally take the train, but… uh, well… Heather’s not allowed onboard.”

“What?!” Heather shrieked, breaking from her stupor. “Why not?!”

“The train conductor thinks you’ll break any car you’re in.”

“Oh that is such bull!”

“Rules are rules, I’m afraid,” Twilight said with an apologetic smile.

        “Hehehe…  Well I suppose flying is a good idea. I’ve managed to at least get moving up and down correct, now I just have to be able to move a bit faster.” I grinned before patting Heather’s shoulder, “Well, you do have your moments of violence, though not enough to break one of the cars.” She responded by punching me in the face.

        “OW! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!” I grabbed my face where she punched me with a frown.

        “It made me feel better,” she huffed with a pout. “I wanted to ride the train.”

        Twilight looked at us with a turned head. “You have an interesting friendship. I’ll have to make some more observations on this.”

        “It’s a painful friendship of the variety forged in highschool and college.” I grumbled.

        “With a tad bullying spree in junior high,” Heather reminisced with a smile.

        “Eurgh… Don’t remind me of those years, it was horrible…” I shivered at the memories that were coming back to me before shaking my head and looking at Twilight, “Anyways, when do we leave?”

        “In about five minutes.”

        “...You’re joking, right?” I stared directly at Twilight as a faint expression of horror became obvious on my face.

        “Um, more like four minutes and twenty-nine seconds,” Twilight corrected herself.

        “Well, we’re boned,” Heather surmised.

        “...Quite.” I groaned rather loudly and floated over to the nearest wall and proceeded to hit my head on it.

        “I think I broke him,” Twilight said, silently taking notes.

        “Why. Was. There. Such. A. Short. Amount. Of. Time. For. The. Warning?!” I punctuated each word with a hit before stopping with a groan.

        “Heather said it would be enough time for you two to get ready,” she pointed out.

        “Physically? Yes. Mentally? I don’t know how to talk to royalty!” I threw my arms back as I said this, scowling at Heather.

        She did her typical evil smirk before shrugging. “We’ll figure it out when we get there.”

        “So… you’re going to wing it?” Twilight asked.

        “...We have opened a whole new section of puns for you to use haven’t we?” I sighed and put one of my claws on to my head before using Heal Pulse to prevent a rather painful bruise.

        “We’d better get moving before the chariot arrives. Come on, Spike, we have to make sure the guards don’t try to stab our friends when they arrive.”

        “That’s a good idea, but don’t you think the princess warned the guards that there might be some odd looking creatures here?” Spike replied, gesturing to Heather and I, mainly me for some reason.

        “And every time they’ve been warned, they still attack. Nopony seems to understand our definition of weird. So, I’m not taking any chances.”

        “Does anyone understand your definition of normal for that matter?” I snorted, rolling my eyes at the absurdity of the situation once more.

        “I forget, what was the name of the guard that freaked out when he saw me in the castle when I was younger?” Spike let out a laugh at the memory, grinning broadly.

        “Itchy Trigger,” Twilight groaned, remembering quite differently from Spike.

        I gave Heather a look, “Just a question, but how would someone get into a job designed to protect people, well ponies in this context, with the name Itchy Trigger?”

        “Maybe they don’t know what a trigger is?” Heather shrugged. “They don’t seem to be packin’ heat from what I can tell.”

        I floated over and tapped Twilight’s horn, “They have ‘magic’ do they really need firearms?”

        “Hey! Watch the horn!”

        “That doesn’t translate to ‘trigger’,” Heather pointed out. “You might as well get used to the place not adhering to our sense of normal. Things aren’t meant to make sense here.”

        “I’ll never get used to this change…” I sighed and looked over to Twilight, “We might as well go now.”

        “Then let’s go!” she beamed, walking out the front door.

        “Yep… Just so you know if a guard tries to stab me I’m grabbing whatever it is he’s trying to hit me with.” I huffed as I followed closely behind, I snorted when Spike jumped onto Twilight’s back as well.

        “Let’s try to not cause an international incident just yet,” Heather told me. “I’d like to save that until we meet the princesses.”

        “What are you going to cause one by giving her a big ol’ hug?” I grinned, prodding one of her rather large wing-hands. I honestly can’t think of a better thing to call them.

        “......maybe.”

        “Well I’ll have no complaints if you do because I’d be laughing.” I continued grinning at Heather.

        “Hey Twi, what’s up?” Rainbow Dash the pony without a good sense of timing said.

        “Not now, Dashie. We’re waiting for our ride to get here… well, mine, Spike, and Thomas’ ride. Heather has to fly her way there.”

        “Aw!”

        “You’re too big! Thomas’ big body will barely be able to fit.”

        “...They didn’t design the ‘ride’ to accommodate large individuals did they?” I snorted, wondering just what we were supposed to go in.

        “Huh. Well you have fun with that. I think I saw them getting close to town a bit ago.” Rainbow said before shooting off, somehow leaving a dust impression in the air.

        “I’m so gonna race her one day and win,” Heather muttered.

        “Ugh, where is that blasted carriage?” Twilight angrily mumbled, tapping her hoof impatiently.

        Literally seconds later a rather gaudy gold colored- or I think it’s gold colored, with this place it might be real gold- chariot behind them, as well as two pegasi guards with grey hair, both of whom snapped to attention and warily watched Heather and I almost immediately.

        “About time you finally got here,” Twilight moaned. “We’re already running one minute and twenty-three seconds late. What do you two have to say for yourselves?”

        “...There was turbulence, princess?” One guard weakly suggested, knowing full and well that their newest princess had a penchant for making sure ponies were on time and everything was organized.

        “Uh huh, whatever. Let’s just going before I have to adjust my schedule anymore.” She and Spike clambered into the chariot, both guards looking extremely relieved.

        I approached after her and stared at the chariot, “How is- Nope not going to ask. Just not gonna do it.” I muttered as I somehow pulled myself onto it as well.

        “Princess… What is that creature doing here?” Grey guard number two asked with a wary glance at me.

        “Number one,” she droned out not even looking at them. “Attack him and you’ll both be courtmartialed before you can say ‘oops’. Number two, his species and identity is classified. Same goes to the other one as well. We don’t have time for idle chit chat, and I don’t have time for your whining, get flying!”

        Both guard’s eyes shrunk instantly as they managed to simultaneously take off at a rather fast speed, “Yes princess!”

        “...You really like your job don’t you?”

        “I actually don’t care whether or not I’m a princess. I’m a scholar and a scientist first and foremost. I will admit the job has it’s perks, but it comes with many unnecessary things. Telling off the guards, though, is more due to their usual incompetence. Shining and I have been trying to tell Celestia for years that the guards’ training has been lacking, but she still keeps it as is. I will always respect my teacher, but sometimes she really needs to think proactively.”

        “Shining… Hm. I’m gonna guess he’s your brother. I mean Shining and Sparkle are rather similar names.” I frowned slightly before looking to see how closely Heather was following us.

        She was flying just behind us, big wings flapping ever so often to keep herself aloft. She was even humming a lovely tune as she flew.

        “Oh right, yes. Shining Armor is my big brother, and captain the Royal Guard.”

        “Impressive.” I grinned, “Is he as competent as you are in most things?”

        “He tries to be, but I blame poor planning for most of the guard failures.”

        “It’s the effort that counts I suppose.” I then remembered I was standing- no wait, floating, on something that really shouldn’t be working, “I uh, I wonder about the safety of these things with the back being open and the fact it looks like it’s made with gold. Any particular reason behind that?”

        “It’s just the style,” Twilight shrugged. “They’re enchanted to keep anything from falling out, or anypony for that matter.”

        “Huh… Wouldn’t it be cheaper to use steel instead of gold though?” I frowned as I tapped one of the pieces of metal.

        “What’s steel?” Twilight asked, suddenly going bright eyed. “Is that some form of metal where you’re from? What’s it made of? What are its properties?”

        “...You don’t know what steel is?! Please tell me you at least know what iron is…”

        “Of course. How else would we have made our trains and the tracks that they ride upon?”

        “I now regret not taking that course on metallurgy in college… Agh… Well, steel is a highly refined version of iron that is lacking most impurities and also has a large amount of carbon in it.” I sighed, seriously wish I did actually know more about it.

        “A refined iron? Amazing, your world is certainly ahead of us in technology. It amazes me how you have no magic yet still manage to live your meager lives! So fascinating.”

        “...War makes technology increase and get better like you wouldn’t believe. We had two world wars and hundreds of others I don’t care to remember the names of. We ended one world war by splitting an atom, literally turning some humans to ash shadows on a concrete wall. Thankfully, refining iron really doesn’t require war, just a good blacksmith and hot enough fire.” I shrugged.

        Twilight had her mouth closed, just staring at me before slowly turning around and watching the air ahead of us. She just said nothing, sitting there and staring off.

        “Me and Heather… We aren’t from the same place as the humans you know I would bet. Humans are a generally violent species, though recently we’ve been doing better about everything. In a world like this, all it takes is one brilliant mind and a revolution in technologies could occur.” I said, placing my claw on her shoulder.

        “Don’t touch me,” Twilight snapped. I quickly pulled back as she sighed. “Just… just don’t. Not now.”

        “Alright… Though I should point out, these wars were never a thing that was liked, nobody wanted them.” I sighed before just stopping my talk of my species, or at least, my former species.

        For the next hour or so neither of us really said anything, though I swear at one point I heard Heather humming a sailor song which was kinda ironic due to her being a, well, Lugia now. It was either her or the guards, though I think they might’ve still been too intimidated by Twilight to do anything until we saw the castle.

        “Princess, there’s the castle. We’ll be there momentarily.” Grey guard number one said. I really need to ask for their names don’t I?

        “Thank you,” Twilight finally said. “Has Celestia been informed of our arrival?”

        “Yes your highness. She was informed before we even left.” The guard nodded as they began to descend towards the castle grounds.

        “Good, just take us down and make sure my other flying friend doesn’t cause a riot. I am not in the mood to deal with any panic.”

        “Yes ma’am.” Both guards said at the same time as they went in at a slow controlled pace, landing on an enclosed field with rather lush green grass shortly thereafter.

        Aside from the rather nice looking grass around us there were some flowers and bushes practically touching the inside of the walls all the way around, quite a beautiful display if I may say so. “Quite a well kept field.”

        One of the guards nodded in response, “That is what happens when you have competent gardeners, sir.” I wasn’t quite so sure which one it was anymore since they had switched positions a few times since we had landed, which to be honest wasn’t much time at all.

        “So, uh, wha- Oh you’re already on it.” I snorted as the guards began to walk towards the nearest building and around to the side with a rather large door that I somehow managed to miss.

        “That’s a pretty big door for such little ponies,” Heather commented, looking over the carved woodwork. “Not complaining as I’ll actually fit through this, but it’s just kinda odd.”

        “We’ve had some rather… large ambassadors or visitors to the castle in the past, namely the occasional dragon and rather large minotaur. Well, occasionally a noble who needs a door large enough to fit their ego as well,” Guard number one-point-two said before being smacked in the back of the head by the other.

“Keep the jokes to lunch break.”

        “...I really want to ask how minotaurs came to exist in this world if they were born anything like how Greek mythology described them, well him.” I muttered with a singular glance to Heather and Twilight before looking forward once more to marvel at the decorative pieces on the walls and the rather nice rug that seemed to continue on without a stop.

        Twilight turned to the two of us as we continued in. “Now, both of you be on your best behavior. Don’t do anything rash, or anything too stupid. And be nice, courteous even. You don’t want to anger the princesses.”

        “Yes Ma’am…”

        “I’ll do what I can,” Heather shrugged.

        “I’ll try to avoid being, well, myself.” I let out a small snort before redirecting my attention back to the guards who had brought us past the large ornate doors which I would’ve assumed to be the throne room to a room maybe fifty feet away? I really couldn’t tell.

        “Alright, here’s your destination.” Guard two-point-two said as he pushed the door open, revealing what looked to be a rather ‘full’ room with the amount of pillows and furniture in there as well as two ponies, though I want to say horses they’re not exactly the same. The first one, which I could only assume to be Princess Celestia, was rather large to the point where she could nearly be mistaken for a horse as it is. She’s a rather bright white with some weird flowy mane thing going on as well as a sun shaped ‘cutie mark’ on her… I think the word was flank? Yeah, flank. The other which one, Princess Luna I would assume as well, was quite a bit smaller than Celestia and is dark blue with a crescent moon ‘cutie mark’. There was also a bit of black around it like someone had spilled some ink onto her. The last noticeable thing at first glance was the mane that looked remarkably like the night sky.

        Twilight smiled brightly, bowing her head slightly. “Princess, it’s good to see you again. Both of you.”

        “Hello Twilight, it’s nice to see you again as well. Please come in, bring your guests in as well,” Princess Celestia said with a warm smile. A bit ironic considering she seems to be day themed.

        Princess Luna merely gave a nod to use while flashing a smile at Twilight. I guess she might want to see what kind of people we are first?

        Twilight nodded, motioning to us. “Come on in you two. Don’t worry, they won’t hurt you.”

         “I should hope they wouldn’t that would be a terrible first impression on anyone…” I let out a small laugh as I followed Twilight into the room, trying and failing to bow to both princesses.

        Heather flapped in behind me and saw the princesses. She gasped loudly and pointed at Luna. “I like dat one!”

        I let out a low sigh at what Heather said, “Really? Then again she does have a rather nice mane. Anyways back to the point, I’m Thomas Sartre, or Tom for short, and my friend here is Heather Clark, and she just goes by Heather.”

        I let out a small laugh at the small blush Luna had gained in relation to what Heather and I said.

        Twilight slowly pulled her hoof down her face, probably figuring we would say something like that. “Don’t mind Heather. She, uh… she just says whatever come to her mind. I’m just glad she has a filter.”

        “She didn’t have one for a long time.” I shook my head.

        “I see. Nice to meet you Tom, Heather.” Princess Celestia gave a small nod to the both of us.

        Princess Luna had a small smile on her face, “Thank’ee for liking us, Heather.”

        Heather giggled. “You talk funny.”

        Luna’s smile dropped and her head dropped with a sigh, “Thank’ee once more, but we art trying to stop speaking like this.”

        “I like it, you should keep doing it. It’s like you’re a constant Shakespearean actor something’!” She made a weird pose with her wing outstretched and… oh please no. “To beeee! …..Or not…… to beeeee! THAT IS THE QUESTION!” This is why she was kicked out of the drama club… twice.        

        Luna let out a small gasp, “Thou like Shaesponian drama as well?!”

        Celestia blinked and looked between Luna and Heather with an amused expression, “Seems you’ve made a friend already, Lulu.”

        “Heather… There is a reason you weren’t allowed in anymore drama clubs in our town…” I muttered, rubbing the closest equivalent to my temples.

        “They were just jealous!” Heather fired back. “I’m a great actress!”

        “Just… Don’t take it too far, alright?” I shook my head before looking to Princess Celestia. “Is there a particular reason you’ve asked for us to come here or a subject you’d like to discuss?”

        “I had originally intended to try and see your intentions here in Equestria, though you seem to be friendly, friendlier than most dragons would be at least.” Celestia said as she gave me and Heather a slightly scrutinizing look.

        “Well I know I have good intentions, though I think Heather might have slightly… chaotic but good natured intentions.” I simply shook my head at the two who were grinning like madmen.

        “Not a good idea to mention chaos,” Twilight groaned.

        “What do you mean by th-” I started to say before I was interrupted by a voice I was both happy to hear, and never wanted to actually hear in my entire life.

        “Did someone say… Chaos?” A voice that sounded suspiciously like John De Lancie rang out from oddly everywhere in the room.

        “De Lancie senpai?!” Heather fanfreaked.

        “I don’t know who this ‘De Lancie’ is but he sounds handsome~” A odd serpentine creature slithered into the room from a window that was not there before, one that I would not hesitate a second to call a chimera.

“...Why is there a chimera that sounds like John De Lancie?” I blinked, staring at him.

 “Q! Must hug!” Heather launched at the being, glomping him and petting him. “My very own being of chaos! I will hug him, and squeeze him, and call him senpai!”

        “I must say while I quite enjoy this attention, I don’t rightly know what’s actually occurring.” The chimera blinked, looking to the rest of us in the room.

        “Hello Discord.” Celestia said with a slight deadpan in her voice.

        “How art thou Dissy?” Luna asked with an obvious smirk plastered across her face.

        “Hello Tia, hello Lulu. You know how much I hate that nickname don’t you?” The being which I now know is named Discord simply grinned, “Oh hello Purple Smart, how are you doing? Enjoying your treebrary?”

        “For the last time, I’m lavender! Not purple!” Twilight glared at the chimera.

        “There’s a difference?” Heather blinked, but I saw that troll gleam in her eyes.

        “Of course there’s a difference!” Is it just me, or are the tips of Twilight’s mane beginning to smoke?

        “Twilight, calm down. Don’t let them rile you up.” Celestia shook her head at the much younger alicorn.

        “I quite like being hugged by a Lugia, they’re rather good at hugging.” Discord let out a snicker.

        “Do I even want to know why you know what Pokemon are, or why I’m getting a headache just trying to talk to you?” I grumbled.

        “Of course not, that would ruin the fun, no?” He slid out of Heather’s grip and laid down between the two princesses.

“Aw, my chimera,” Heather whined. She sighed before straightening up a bit. “Alright, so… are we gonna be banished or what?” Tactful, thy name is not always Heather.        

        “Why in the world would you be banished?” Celestia blinked, “Have you done something horribly forbidden without my knowledge?”

        “Heather. Do you need lessons on restraining your tongue again?” I muttered a small apology to Princess Celestia.

        “What? It’s a fair question. There’s, like, only ponies as far as the eye can see. They don’t exactly have a lot of special diversity.”

        “How did you know ponies aren’t the only species on Terra?” Twilight asked. I was a little curious myself.

        “I stole some of your books,” Heather shrugged.

        “YOU WHAT?!”

        “Ah… That… Well, ponies are rather xenophobic believe it or not…” Princess Celestia let out a small laugh, “Also, no, you will not be banished for taking Twilight’s books. It might encourage her to go outside a bit more as it is.”

        “Heeeey~!” Twilight whined.

        “Ohhh~ So she admits her little ponies don’t like the rest of the world~” Discord grinned, for some reason wearing a police outfit, fake moustache and all. “That could be a major racial crime ya’ know. A few years in the slammer for that.”

“I’m sorry Twilight, but it’s true.” Celestia chuckled before levelling a glare at Discord.

        “Ignoring why Discord knows plenty of terms from back hom-”

        “THAT’S RACIST!” Discord suddenly screamed like a little child. Everyone stopped and stared at him for several long seconds while he drank chocolate milk through a straw. “What?” he asked when he noticed everyone staring at him. “You know it’s true~.”

        “Yes Dissy. We art quite aware of thine statement’s accuracy.” Princess Luna deadpanned.

        Celestia had… Well… There was apparently a pony version of a facepalm, and it looked painful.

        “Well that’s a thing,” Heather finally said.

        “...I think the original point of this conversation has been lost forever. Thank you crazy chimera that causes chaos for that.” I deadpanned, purposefully adding alliteration.

        “You’re quite welcome~” Discord snickered.

        Princess Celestia glanced to a clock and sighed as she stood up, “Well, as much as I would like to continue this conversation, it is time for me to set the sun and Luna to raise the moon. Discord, if you would please show them their room they’ll be staying in tonight?”

        “Aye aye cap’n!” Discord gave a flimsy salute as he pulled Heather, Twilight, and I out the door and down a hall.

        “Goodbye Heather, Twilight.” Princess Luna waved after us with a smile.

        “Fare Thee Well oh Mistress of thy Night!” Heather waved back.

        “I just want to give up trying to understand things at this point.” I let out a long exasperated sigh.

        “And we’re here!” Discord declared as he stopped in front of a seemingly random door before pulling it open, throwing the three of us in, and shutting it. He was gone when I yanked the door open again.

        “Stupid annoying little…” I heard Twilight grumble to herself as she untangled her body out of Heather’s feathers. “How Fluttershy puts up with him is beyond me.”

        “I like him!”

        “You would!”

        “Please don’t fight?” I heavily suggested as I looked around the room. It was quite nice, though I was heavily unimpressed about one thing, “Why are there two queen sized beds and then a TWIN sized bed in here?”

        “You’re sleeping on the twin,” Heather stated simply. I was about to ask why, but I couldn’t help but deadpan when I saw the reason. Heather and Twilight had already taken the bigger beds, smiling smugly at me.

        “I… Fine.” I mumbled small yet innocent obscenities as I went and laid down on the bed, contemplating all that had happened that day, submitting to sleep mere minutes later.

        “Today… Today we have made a great discovery that may help us in our goals to dethrone the alicorns.”

        “Are you sure? The last time you made a ‘great discovery’ was a set of old stones that turned out to be an enchanted waffle maker!”

        “Be quiet! This is different! It is quite powerful and may give us the key to permanently remove those damned tyrants from their power, and maybe even remove their lives.”

        “Maybe it will truly be so? This won’t be like those rings Ahuizotl thought would work will it?”

        “No… It will definitely work… Trust me on this…”

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