The mustache at this point decided it really thought of itself as male, and because this is a cool free society where people (or mustaches) can identify however the fuck they want, he took on male pronouns. Having done so, he took a job as an assistant librarian in Little Rock, Arkansas in order to save up funds to travel to Equestria. Eventually, he had saved up fifty seven thousand of dollars (mostly through running drug smuggling operation in the staff lounge) and purchased the supplies necessary to build a portal to Equestria. Then he built said portal with the help of some day laborers he strangled afterwards and stepped through it--err, he's a mustache, so, uh, flew through it, I guess. He flew through a vortex, and when he at last opened his eyes (look don't fucking ask me how a mustache has eyes, I don't fucking know.), he was in a cartoon world of magic and friendship. It was time to find the love of his life.

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