HUMANAVILLE
10:03AM; SATURDAY
MY APARTMENT

I woke up to the birds chirping just outside my window, speculating the weather as I took a peek through my blinds. It was thick overcast skies. I stretched and remain lying down on my bed under the covers, staring at the ceiling. As I was contemplative about a couple of agendas that I needed to do today which includes taking my guitar to the shop, I rummaged through the drawer from my nightstand and pulled out a couple of random photographs of me and my friends. I fell into deep thought through memory lane:

764,000 years ago in Equestria

Adagio complimented us with such great work after the victory of our first test as sirens, mind controlling the poor ponies at Saddle Arabia. Adagio restricted us from singing for a week, allowing our vocal chords to rest. Sonata was just a glutton for punishment. She would always get reprimanded by Adagio as to how many times we've told her not to sing, much less to even hum a melody, during our time of rest.

After a week of rest from our triumph over the Arabian ponies, we all spent another couple of extra hours in restful slumber under the deep sea of Equestria. I remain awake during our time of rest, despondent with what happened in Saddle Arabia. I could still hear the screaming and the crying of the poor ponies. If this is the way of a siren, I can't bear witness anymore of this villainous practice. I knew best not to reason with Adagio, therefore took my risk to learn about the ponies on my own. I swam from my own area quietly, making sure I didn't wake up any of my sisters, and escaped the cave towards the surface of the open water.

I've exhausted about half an hour floating on air surveying on which direction to go, till my gem finally illuminated as an indication of a nearby pony. As I breezed through my direction from a high point, I've finally detected an object on a small island. It was a pony and he wore a brown hat. He had a strange tool that he would use to dig up soil from the ground. I approached the shore towards him in normal speed. He hadn't notice my presence until his tool made a loud beep detecting a big, pink siren right in front of him. He paused for a moment, his eyes widened, and his jaw dropped, "Oh my Celestia..." He then galloped around in circles like a helpless puppy. "Help me! Any pony out there, there's a monster on the loose that's going to eat me!"

I shushed him, "Stop, you're right in the middle of an island, I don't think anyone would hear you."

He was struck at the idea that I can talk, "Wha.. What?! You can talk?!"

"Yes... and I'm not here to harm you or anything.."

He sighed in relief, "Phew... But how can I trust you?"

"Because I would've done it already."

"Interesting.."

In this moment of time, I've never seen a pony up close, ever. He looked really pleasant, not to mention, very cute. I pondered at the tool that he used to dig up soil with, "Umm... What does that thing do?"

"Oh, this ol' thing? well... I made it myself!" He smiled, "It's a metal detector. It's a tool built to detect any forms of metal underneath the thick layers of soil."

In my quizzical expression, "Oh... ok... But why would you wanna do that?"

"Sweetie, you'd be surprised of what kinds of materials I dig up." He raised a quizzical eyebrow, "Say... You're nicer than you look... Just what are you? and what's your name?"

"My name's Clair, and I'm a siren."

"Oh... Well, nice to meet you Clair, my name is Jackpot Bristle. Howdy doo." He lifted his hat with a single nod.

I never met anyone so nice, it was comforting. I smiled, "What's with that diamond mark on your flanks?"

Jackpot Bristle took a glance at his own flank, "Oh, it's my cutie mark, every pony has their own cutie mark. They represent a talent. As for me, I have a diamond shape because I love to find rare stuff. Like what I'm doing now. Since I found you, would it make you a dime of dozen?"

I giggled, "If that's how you put it, then maybe?"

Jackpot Bristle chortled, "So Clair, tell me where you're from.."

"Oh, well... quite honestly... I don't know.. I live with my sisters underneath the deep blue sea.."

"Which makes sense, since you're a serpent of some kind. A beautiful serpent who can talk." Jackpot Bristle grinned coyly, "I'm from Ponyville. You should come visit sometime. I'll be more than happy to give you a tour."

"Ponyville?" I questioned.

"Yeah... It's my hometown. It's about twenty miles away from here."

Jackpot Bristle and I perplexed to the sound of a loud beep coming from his metal detector. As he re-positioned his tool on the ground, the sound transformed into a staccato of beats, "Uhoh, looks like I got something big here.." He placed his tool down, and began digging up the area with his hooves, "Whoa.." As he finally reached his jackpot underneath the soil, he dug out a beautiful pink sapphire. It shined radiantly. "Now this is what I came for.." Jackpot Bristle gazed on the sapphire in wonderment for a short while, appreciating the sparkling feature of the material.

I reinitialized, "Ummm, it does look beautiful..."

Jackpot Bristle turned his eyes on me astoundingly, "You kiddin' me?.. This thing is a definition beyond beautiful."

The gem ingrained on my chest began illuminating. It was a signal that my sisters are summoning me. Perhaps they have already waken from their slumber, but paranoid considering of what Adagio might say when I go back. I stuttered, "Hey Jackpot Bristle, I uhh, I'm sorry I have to cut this short, but I gotta go. It was nice meeting you." I swiftly spiraled my body around the opposite direction, preparing to return from where I came.

Jackpot Bristle halted, "Wait!"

I turned around with a doleful expression. Jackpot Bristle tossed the pink sapphire and flung a small photo of him, I then caught them with my hooves and dazed at him, "I don't understand."

"Keep them... Consider them your promise items that you and I will meet again." He smiled brightly, "You take care now."

I slowly grinned, "Oh... well thank you, Jackpot Bristle."

"Call me JB." He winked.

We both waved our goodbyes. I surged into the ocean deep, and swam away in great speed.

Within a few feet away from the underwater cave, there stood all three of my sisters. I gasped. Adagio and Aria stood upon me, scowling as ever. Sonata shook her head in a doleful manner, puzzled as to why I've left my post earlier. Adagio approached me with a fierce tone, "Where were you, Clair..." Adagio began circling around me.

I flinched as taking a step back, "I went to get some fresh air, Adagio..."

"Why would you need fresh air, you're a siren."

"I guess I wanted to see the sky, that's all."

Aria joined in with a huff of laughter, "You?... Want to see the sky? Don't you love nature, despite what it did to you?"

I gawked at Aria, "Go to hell, Aria.."

Adagio plunged in with words, "You're hiding something..."

"Geez Adagio, can your little sister at least get some alone time for herself?!" I immediately snapped.

Adagio growled in a deep, menacing voice, and gave me a stern glare, "Don't you EVER... EVER talk to me like that."

My eyes glossed with fear, with words in a low voice, "...Yes Sister Adagio..."

"Stop being a cry-baby. You're literally worse than Sonata." Aria grinned mischievously.

Adagio turned to Aria, "Aria, just shut.... Actually... Don't shut up... Keep talking until you say something intelligent."

Aria sighed and looked down angrily. Sonata remained silent throughout our argument, she was afraid to join in knowing that Adagio will just snarl at her.

Adagio made an announcement to the three of us, "We are now fully rested, sisters. Lets take this opportune moment to train our voices again... Because our next destination of target is Ponyville."

My eyes remain fixated at the ceiling of my apartment, photos scattered on my bed, and I turned to my nightstand noticing a flashing blue light notification on my top cell phone bezel. As I picked up to check, my eyes widened with happiness as I saw Sandal Wood's text message, "Hey Clair, I was wondering if you have anything to do today..." Seeing Sandal Wood's text message already made my morning, but still slightly bummed knowing that my time today is slim. Aside from going to the music shop to have my guitar repaired, I also needed to go to Moon Dancer's house to have a chat with her about my unexplained events with my gem necklace. I swiped through my cell phone screen to check another received text message. It was from Lyrica Lilac, urging me to go to an open mic bar tonight and sing. Obviously my guitar needs repair, so that plan is out. While the day is still young, I placed my phone back down on my night stand, I ascend from my bed, and walked towards the bathroom to brush my teeth.

HUMANAVILLE
3:46PM; SAME DAY
HUMANA MUSIC STORE

The chime above the door tinkled as I made my entrance to this small music store. There were two ladies working, one stood behind the front desk and the other lady was in the middle of polishing a particular viola that's hung on a wall. The lady behind the desk eyed on my guitar case. "Good afternoon, dear, how can I help you?"

"Yes, I would like to get a price estimate on a guitar repair?.."

"Sure, lets take a look at it.." She reached her hand out. I approached close to place my guitar case on the desk in front of her. I unlatched the case and removed the guitar and showed her the damage. She took a thorough inspection of the body and finally made her decision about the repair, "Sorry sweetie, this guitar cannot be repaired."

I was disheartened, "Ummm, there's gotta be another way, ma'am.... I really need this guitar tonight.."

"I'm sorry, this kind of crack is not something we can repair easily, and even if we did, you won't be getting the best sound from it. You have to buy a new one."

I sympathetically persisted, "This guitar is custom-made... It was given to me as a gift by someone I loved dearly. I promised her that I would take good care of it." I fold my hands over my heart with a frown, "Please..." I said in a low voice.

The lady gazed into my eyes with a moment of contemplation, till she finally agreed, "... So you're going to need this at the open mic tonight?"

"Yes ma'am."

She sighed, "I have never seen anyone so passionate about her own instrument..."

"Music is my life... Without it, I'm nothing..."

The lady slowly grinned, "Well... Leave the guitar here. I'll repair it for you." She ripped out a piece of notepad and grabbed a pen, "What's your phone number so I can call you when it's ready." She began writing down my phone number as I gave it to her, "Okay... Got it... And what time is the open mic tonight?"

I replied, "It's at seven."

As she concluded her notes, she stuck the notepad on my guitar, "Alright, consider it done. I'll give you a call around five or six."

I jumped for joy knowing that I'll be getting my guitar repaired tonight, "I can't thank you enough!"

She graciously smiled, "You are very welcome. Can I get your name?"

I cleared my throat, "Oh it's Clair... So how much will it be?"

"Don't even worry about it..."

"Are you sure?!"

"Yep."

I unexpectedly closed in a hug to the stranger behind the desk, accidentally knocking over some of the guitar picks that were displayed in a container, "Oh.. Sorry.." I began gathering all the scattered guitar picks, and placing them back inside.

She giggled, "It's okay, sweetie."

As I finished placing them all in the container, I waved a goodbye to the nice lady and told her that I would be expecting her call anytime. Knowing that half of my day is going great so far, put me in a jubilant mood. In consideration of the foregoing, I bicycled my way to Moon Dancer's place.

HUMANAVILLE
4:44PM; SAME DAY
MOON DANCER'S APARTMENT

"Moon Dancer, I swear I haven't felt anything like this about anyone before." I sat by Moon Dancer's counter-top, and took a sip of her finest tea, then a bite of biscuit.

Moon Dancer approached the table to sit across me and placed her chapter book on the table beside her. She took a sip of her tea, "Clair, Clair, Clair.. .. You still haven't learned..."

I raised a quizzical eyebrow, "Learn what... What are you talkin' about?.."

"Don't be senseless.. You can't just assume this guy you've only met twice is meant to be with you forever..."

I looked at her with a straight face, "What do you know about love at first sight?.."

"Enough to know that it's luck or just a coincidence."

"Ok?... then it's a coincidence."

"I say it's a scheme.." She took a bite of her biscuit.

"..Anyway... I didn't come here just to tell you about Sandal Wood..." I removed my gem necklace, then held it, "Remember that day at the lunch room?"

"Yeah, and I thought I was going crazy.."

I placed my gem down on the counter-top in front of her, "And remember that day I was late for school?" Moon Dancer nodded, and continued to listen. "Well... It happened again that previous night, but this time, it was different. I can't explain it, Moon Dancer... The only thing I remembered was that I fell unconsciously on the floor, and the next thing I knew, I was late for school the following morning."

She gazed at me in a brooding manner and heaved out a deep sigh, "Ugh.. Clair, you should've called me, you idiot."

"Oh, you didn't think I knew that? I was on the floor, Moon Dancer... I had sudden feels of coldness and chills down my spine."

She covered her face with one palm, and reached her other hand out, "Hand me that gem." I shifted the gem across the table. She then grabbed it, and inspected it, "What makes you think I can do something about it.."

Moon Dancer does not know that I'm a creature from another dimension, but right now I'm in desperate need of answers. Moon Dancer is the smartest person I know, so I thought maybe I can start with her. "Moon Dancer... Do you believe in paranormal stuff?"

"In some degree.."

"Don't you think that this gem has some supernatural powers of some sort?"

She looked at me with a fixed expression, and placed the gem back down on the table, "Clair, I'm flattered that you chose me to solve this mystery, but witchcraft, sorcery, and magic are beyond my knowledge." She shifted the gem back to my direction.

"Oh...." I looked down with downcast eyes and pondered.

She rolled her eyes, "Clair... You're killin' me with that face... Fine.. I'll go take a look at it.."

"YAY!" I raised both my hands with joy.

*Cell Phone Rings*

I quickly removed my cell phone from my pocket, and answered it, "Hello?"

The lady on the other end replied, "Hey Clair, I just would like to let you know that your guitar is ready for pick up."

"So soon? Awesome! I'll be on my way there... Thanks... Bye.." I turned my cell phone screen off, and hid it back in my pocket.

Moon Dancer leered, "So you have decided about going to that open mic tonight.."

I stood up from my stool chair and rummaged through my purse for my eye-liner to make a quick, finalizing touch-up in front of Moon Dancer's mirror hung on a wall, "Yup."

"Is Sandal Flip Flop going to be there?"

"Sandal Wood.." I corrected her.

"Whatever." She continued with words, "So you're just going to leave your gem here?"

"Yeah, is that okay with you?"

"I guess I don't have a choice.."

"Have you spoke to Cuddle Bug today?" I questioned.

"She's coming over. She said she needed help on her history project consisting of molding clay."

"Hmmm... Ok?.. You girls have fun." I giggled and gave her a peck kiss on the cheek, "Love ya, call me when something comes up, k?"

She sighed, "Fine... Love ya too. Please remember what I told you earlier." The door shut as I quickly made my exit from Moon Dancer's apartment. "Geez... Why is she such in a hurry for a guy she hardly even knows.."

HUMANAVILLE
6:02PM; SAME EVENING
GRIFFONSTONE PUB

It was yet another breezy night just outside of the pub. I've texted Lyrica Lilac back in short notice that I was able to make it tonight at the pub. Sandal Wood agreed to come tonight to see me play and sing. So tonight is a very special night for me, and I'm nervous. A huge line extended from the entrance of the pub. Griffonstone is famous for having the best open mic night, not to mention, awesome food. It was a go-to spot for entertainment of great singers. I don't consider myself a great singer, but Lyrica Lilac sure does think so.

I waited in the long line with everyone else, until Lyrica Lilac called out for me in a loud voice from the backdoor located at the side of the pub, "Clair, in here!"

As I held my big guitar case with me, I carefully scampered towards her and entered.

The backstage was packed with band members. Judging from their looks, there were acoustic pop singers like myself, rock bands, and rappers. I've come to perform here from time to time, but the backstage was never this packed before. Nonetheless, I unlatched my guitar case and removed my guitar to observe the spot where it was previously damaged. It looked perfect. Through my inquiring mind, how was she able to repair it so perfectly? I couldn't even spot one little blemish at all.

"Clair! you're up next, what song are you going to play tonight, and do you need any backups?" Lyrica Lilac rushed in with words, "Sorry that I'm in a hurry here, because things came on such short notice." She chuckled lightly.

I grimaced, "Sorry... My guitar needed some repair and..."

"It's alright, I'm just glad you showed up. We really need your voice tonight." She cut me off with words.

"But why me?"

"Do I need to explain now?"

"...Fine... I'll be performing a cover song: Photograph by Ed Sheeran... And I'm going to need someone to assist me with a tambourine."

"I got you covered, hun. The mic is ready for you on stage, go go go!"

The crowd noise diminished in volume as I approached the stage with my guitar. I then sat on a high-stool with the mic perfectly aligned with my jaw. The amount of crowd brought me in state of amazement, as I looked around the vicinity of this pub. If I had to guess, there were about hundreds of people looking right at me, anticipating me to begin. Sandal Wood was all the way in the back row and he waved his hand. My heart pounded out a jagged rhythm and I smiled broadly. Knowing that he's here to watch me perform, I have to make sure that every single key note counts. I took a deep breath, and counted with metronome of beats—one, two, three, four:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jdlwhUQt3kk&feature=youtu.be

My audience remain silent for a short while. The first clap was heard within the crowd, the second followed, then it all accumulated as a whole. I peered through the crowds, and the continuation of claps got louder. I was overjoyed to receive such great support from the audience. I stepped down from the high-stool, and bowed. As I looked up, there stood Adagio Dazzle looking right at me from a distance within the pub, leaning against a pillared-wall near the exit. My eyes widened in perplexity. I took another glance at that same area, she was no longer there. Instinctively, I dropped my guitar, and knocked off the mic stand, causing a loud feedback noise from the mic as I hastily advanced towards to where Adagio was. I forcefully pushed my way through the crowd and finally made it at the exit. I quickly scanned around the area outside, asking a couple of people if they happen to see a girl with orange fluffy hair with a black hoodie pass by around here. No one saw. I'm not sure if my mind is playing tricks on me, but something tells me that my sisters are in trouble.

Author's Notes:

I would like to first thank you for reading up to this point. What do you think will happen next? Stay tuned for another episode of Dragon Ball Z.

By the way, if anyone needed to know who sang the first and the second song, click on the youtube link for the description. Thanks!