Jim headed out for work without any issue. As soon as he stepped outside his apartment building, or what had become of his apartment building, he was right where he should be. His car awaited him, and he drove off into humanland as if he hadn't just visited a world of brightly-colored equines.

Work was... work. He did his part, even if his thoughts kept wandering back to what he had seen and experienced. What had happened to the building he started in? How could he be in a new, ponyland, building and still emerge in the right place? Did he even live in humanland anymore? Was someone going to tow his car, thinking he wasn't there? Did he still owe rent to his original landlord?!

His phone buzzed as a few notes of 'Winter Wrapup' played. With a quick tap and a swipe, he pulled up a new text. It was from his friends, talking about who's bringing what.

Damn.

He'd forgotten he was hosting a movie night with the guys. Could they... even walk into his place? What would happen?

Now, as far as being a brony went, they knew he was one. Heck, Paul seemed to be alright with the show. The others just didn't give too much of a damn about it, except as being fodder to rib their friend once in a while.

He could call it off? Or. Or...

Jim leaned back in his seat. Worst case, they couldn't get into his house, which would be freaky, but kind of amazing too. Best case, they just walk in like nothing odd's going on.

They may or may not see the altered inside, or the ponies that lived there. Either way, their get-together wouldn't be boring.

He decided to just let it happen.

After work, he headed home to get ready. He rented a few classics and had them stuffed in a bag that held vital snacks and other requirements for a proper evening.

When he entered his building, he was back in ponyland. He knew it because of the pony that was walking past him, though she stopped and and blinked at him.

"I'm sorry, but what are you?" she asked.

She could see him? Ah right, she probably lived there too. "Hey. I'm a human, name's Jim. Pleased to meet a neighbor." He offered the hand not burdened with goods.

She reached out and touched a hoof to his hand and they shook lightly. "Another curious soul. I am a siren, but have no fear. I won't hurt you."

He hadn't been worried, but a little assurance didn't hurt anyone. Wait, siren? "For real? Why don't you have a big fish tail?"

She blinked at that and began to darken. "I've hidden that away, to get along on the dry lands. You're not worried then?"

Jim shook his head. "We're neighbors, right? I won't mess with you if you don't mess with me."

"Deal." She nodded her head, then moved to walk past him. "Be well, Jim."

He waved a little then realized she'd never given her name, but she was already gone, vanishing once she hit the edge of the building and left to the street. Oh well.

He rode the elevator up and headed towards his room, only for another pony to be there.

"Hey," said the unicorn, looking him up and down. "Huh, yer like Tabitha, kinda." She pointed a hoof down at his legs. "Ya don't have no half a pony glued onta ya."

"Uh, no..." Who was she? "Name's Jim. Do you live here?"

"Live and work." She nodded up at him. "I'm one of the security, so, you get troubles, you come to me." She patted herself on the chest. "I'll take care of it."

Could she come to the get-together? Part of him became quite curious. "Hey, Miss...?"

"Bubbles," she offered. "What's up?"

"I'm having a guy's night. Wanna come?"

She blinked and looked back at herself before locking eyes on Jim. "Maybe ya don't know ponies well, but I'm a mare." She sounded a little amused and irritated at once.

He waved at his door. "I know that, still, wanna? There'll be snacks, some movies, good times."

Bubbles clucked her tongue softly and frowned thoughtfully a moment. "Ya know what? Fugetit, sure." She turned towards the door he had indicated. "That one yours?"

That would be some test! Would the others see a pony partying with them? Would she be invisible, or maybe she'd just be a human woman as far as they knew? He was eager to find out.

He led Bubbles inside and threw his bag aside to unload later. Jim began showing Bubbles around, and the mare seemed impressed.

"You've got all that funny stuff like Tabitha has. That a human thing?" Her horn glowed as she began prodding at the television with her magic. Half by luck, she found the power button and it flared into life. She leaned away with surprise, but that quickly reversed. "How do ya work this thing?"

Jim was getting things laid out for dinner. Rather than go over and start going through how to operate a television, he grabbed a remote and got it playing some random action flick that was on cable. "There ya go. The guys should be around in about an hour, give or take."

He was busily getting things ready when he felt something sharp poke him in the buttocks. Bubbles had prodded him with her horn. "Yeah?"

She pointed at his dropped remote. "Mind if I borrow that?"

"Yeah, sure." He waved it off.

With a grin, Bubbles snatched up the remote in her magic and brought it close to examine it before she began slowly exploring the buttons. Once she found the menu and began to realize what it was, her eyes widened. "How in the world does your thing here have so many shows!? This is a joke, right?" She kept pressing down, seeing more and more and more channels appear with even more content, ready to go. "You could get lost in here and never come out."

Jim shrugged a little. He was used to it. Was it that strange? "We're not even going to watch any of those."

She hopped back then thrust a hoof at the screen. "You have, what, thousands of picks and we're not watching any of them? Celestia above! What are we watching then?" It struck her suddenly. "Oh wow. It'll be a human show, won't it?" What sort of horrible, or amazing, thing would a human production be, considering how far out the device she was using to see them at all.

Jim considered Bubbles and what he was offering her. Would he scare a little pony to death with some human action? He didn't want to actually hurt her. "It will get pretty... intense."

Bubbles saw a challenge. "What? Ya think I can't handle it none? Pfft. I bet it ain't even all that." She made a dismissive wave of a hoof. "Show me your worst."

A sudden knock came from the door.

"Coming!" Jim sprinted over and peeked to see Paul. Great! He could start with a fellow brony. He yanked open the door. "Paul, man!"

"Hey!" Paul accepted Jim's balled fist with one of his own in a classic brohoof. "What's on..." He trailed off, seeing Bubbles. He leaned in towards Jim. "Who's the chick? I didn't know we were getting anyone new."

Crap. He saw a woman, not the pony. That bothered Jim, knowing how thrilled Paul would be, but he wasn't sure how he could 'fix' that. "That's Bubbles. She's alright. Don't even worry about it."

"Yeah..." Paul wasn't the most socially elegant person in the world, Jim knew that. But he tried! Paul wandered up towards Bubbles. "Hey..."

Bubbles nodded back at him. "Hey. Huh, didn't think there'd be more ponies here."

Paul blinked at that. More ponies? Oh! "You're a pegasister?"

Bubbles returned the blink. "Pegawhat? No, pfft. I'm a unicorn and damn proud of it. Do you see any wings?" She looked back at her form. "'Cause I sure don't."

Jim had to laugh, he just had to. The crossed lines between the two were amazing in his eyes. "Alright, I'm going to try and explain this, and both sides are going to think I'm crazy, but I swear I'm not."

Bubbles raised a hoof. "I'll judge that meself, thanks."

Paul was quiet, nervous and confused.

Jim put a hand on Paul's back in a light slap. "It's alright, man. So, you're not going to believe me a damn bit and I don't blame you, but Bubbles here really is a unicorn."

"Guilty as charged?" said Bubbles in an uncertain tone. "Ain't it obvious?"

Paul shook his head. "No?"

Bubbles frowned at Paul. "What's next, yer gonna tell me he ain't no damn earth pony neither, right?"

"He isn't." Jim shook his head. "Human, just like me."

"W-what? You think I'm a pony?"

Bubbles nodded. "Sure as hell do. Pink fur, brown mane and tail. Blue eyes." She leaned to the side a bit. "No cutie mark, huh."

Paul looked back and forth between Bubbles and Jim.

Bubbles wasn't nearly as stunned. She moved up on the supposed human and thrust a hoof right over what she saw as his head, trying to find the, ah there it was! She poked and felt along the invisible outline of the human. "Huh! You really are a human. Go figure."

Paul was a bit lost. A woman was busy feeling up his leg and up to his hips and right along as if it was normal. A woman that was a pony, maybe? None of it made a lot of sense. "Jim, man... what the hell?" He retreated from the touches, looking ready to panic.

Bubbles snorted softly. "Stop looking like someone's mugging you, cause they ain't. Go ahead, see for yerself." She turned to the side. "Ponies are way longer than humans, just reach out."

Paul looked to Jim, who just seemed far too amused by the whole thing. With a shaking hand, he reached for the woman, but not for her directly, but the space behind her. At first, nothing, but eventually his hand met fur. Soft, warm fur. He slowly felt along it. She... "Motherfucking Christ on a pogo stick..." He was touching a pony!

Bubbles stepped away. "I don't know what you just said, but it sounded like a curse. I'm remembering that for later." She flashed a bright grin at her new acquaintance. "So, what are we watching?"

Paul wasn't focused on what they might watch that night. He slapped down his hands on both of Jim's shoulders. "She's a pony!"

"Yeah, I was kind of trying to explain that..."

"Jesus..."

Author's Notes:

I forgot to write this yesterday, so I wrote it today!

You're welcome.

Typos are blamed on forgetfulness.