"So what's the plan?" Jack asked as they strolled into Ponyville. "Last time I checked, we don't live here and we don't know where any of the other ponies live."

"This place doesn't look too big," Geoff said as he looked around. "I'm sure we can find them in less than an hour."

"Right, because less than an hour is a short and believable amount of time," Michael growled as he kicked a pebble loose from the path. "It'll probably take us all day just to find one of them. The one we'd have the most luck finding is Fluttershy's place. We can just walk around the border of Ponyville until we find a path heading straight towards a forest."

"You just want to visit her first because she's your favorite," Ray quipped, earning him a harsh glare from his friend. "Besides, I'm pretty sure all the other places would be just as easy to find. I mean, Pinkie lives in a gingerbread looking place, Rarity lives in a building that looks like something out of a circus and Rainbow Dash lives in the sky."

"Then let's walk until we find one of those places," Geoff sighed as he began walking further into Ponyville, still wanting to get home to his daughter as fast as he could. "Arguing isn't going to help us this-"

"Thank you for gathering here on such short notice, everypony," a familiar, bookwormy voice boomed from in the middle of town.

"Is that Twilight?" Michael asked, turning towards the voice.

"Yeah, it is," Ray nodded briefly.

"Please, take a seat before we get started. I want you all to be comfortable," she continued, only to go quiet while she waited for everyone to get settled.

"I wonder what she's doing," Michael muttered.

"She's probably explaining us to them. Good thing too, we almost walked in there without a second's notice," Jack chuckled nervously.

"What do you mean?"

"The horses still don't know what we look like, so we could have caused a little riot there."

"Shit, yeah, we could have," Geoff agreed passively, mind still on his daughter.

"Want to go check it out?" Gavin asked, smiling as the others turned to him. "I mean, it will help her if she introduces us, wouldn't it?"

"That's true," Ray nodded, now walking towards the center of town.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Geoff said quickly, reaching out to stop Ray.

"Probably not, but when has anything we've done been a good idea?" he inquired with an innocent smile. "They'll be scared of us when they first see us anyways, but at least if we go up there while she's talking about how we won't hurt them it will break the ice."

After less than a minute of walking, the group found themselves in an alley onlooking a large gathering of the bright horses. Ahead of them all was a large stage, where they saw a purple unicorn standing in front of a microphone.

"I hope you've all had a relaxing week thus far, because I will need you to have an open mind about this, okay?" she asked, only to be greeted with silence and a few sparse nods. "Er, thank you. You see, it appears that we have creatures from another place who are going to be seen around here for a week at most, so I will need you all to-"

"What kind of place?" a stallion asked from the crowd. "Like, Manehattan?"

"No, not like Manehatten," she sighed, leaning closer to the mic. "They're actually from-"

"Zebrafrica?" a mare guessed.

"No, not Zebrafrica," she muttered, slightly annoyed now. Clearing her throat, she cast her sight over them. "Why are you wondering where they're from? Shouldn't you be wondering what I meant by creatures?"

"I guess. Where are they from?"

"The answer to that, I'm not entirely sure. You see, they aren't from around here. They aren't even from this planet."

"You mean we have aliens living among us?"

Gasps and murmurs of confusion erupted from the large coalition of vibrant ponies. Twilight, beginning to think it was panic, quickly hushed them all by whistling into the mic.

"Please, calm down. Yes, they are aliens, but I can assure you they mean us no harm."

"What do they look like?"

"Well... they're tall and walk on their hind legs," she said carefully, trying to think of what she could say to make them more safe. She decided it was best to go on the joking side. "And they seem pretty friendly, if not on the stupid side."

"We're not stupid!" Gavin protested loudly, only to find himself tackled by a late Michael Jones.

"God damn it, Gavin," Jack sighed as the group found themselves the center of attention.

"Monsters!" a light-blue mare yelled from the audience, causing a wave of gasps and yells to go through every mare and stallion in the surrounding area.

"Everypony, calm down," she said into the microphone as the ponies began running in circles.

"They're going to enslave us all!"

"Please calm down..." she said as she vigorously tapped on the microphone, but this only made the frantic ponies jumpier.

Geoff looked at Twilight as she tried her hardest to calm the ponies, but to no avail. He glanced over at Michael, who was now getting off of Gavin and laid his hand on the rage-filled man's shoulder. Michael glanced up to his boss, wondering what he was doing, but Geoff simply nodded at him. With a smile, Michael turned to the ponies and cupped his hands over his mouth.

"Everyone calm your shit!" Michael yelled into his hands. Instantly hundreds of pairs of eyes snapped to Michael and the sound of hundreds of rumps falling to the ground echoed throughout the area. Surprised that his yelling actually helped the situation, he took a step back and nodded awkwardly at Twilight.

"Much appreciated, Michael," Twilight said thankfully. With a heavy exhale she motioned at the men to come up to the stage while the civilians gawked at them. "If not a little aggressive."

"It worked, didn't it?" he asked as he climbed on stage.

"I suppose," she agreed reluctantly.

"We're not stupid, by the way," Jack said as he passed by a couple and their child, who pulled the colt back to protect him. "But I take it you were just kidding, right?"

"Yeah, I was," she nodded, happy the group had not taken offense to her words, barring Gavin, who climbed the stage last and stood off to the side.

"Well, are you going to introduce us?" Ray asked.

"Oh, right," she coughed into the microphone. "These are the aliens I was talking about. As you can see, while they look so different, we are quite similar in many ways. They're calm."

"To an extent," Geoff added quietly.

"They're relatively smart."

"To an extent."

"And they speak the same language as us," she said, then looked to Geoff.

"No, we're almost the same there minus every other word being frowned upon."

"Anyways, would you five like to introduce yourselves? Maybe tell them what you did back where you came from?"

"Me first, me first!" Gavin said, tumbling towards the microphone only to be held back by Michael, allowing Geoff to advance first.

"Uh..." Geoff said into the microphone as he looked upon the scared faces of the pastel horses ahead of him. "Hi?"

"Maybe a little more than that," she insisted.

"Er, right. My name is, uh, Geoff Ramsey. I work at a company called Rooster Teeth and these four guys sort of work for me, I guess."

"My turn!" Gavin said, shaking Michael free. Sprinting towards the microphone, Geoff rolled his eyes and stepped to the side, giving Gavin the courtesy of free speech. "Hi there. My name is Gavin Free and I work in the film industry and have worked on many films that you've probably never heard of. Oh, I also work for Geoff and live with him."

"You live together?" a stallion asked from the audience asked.

"Yup," Gavin nodded instantly.

"Like... in the same room?"

"No, but on occasion I've seen his-"

"I'm just going to step in now," Jack said quickly as Geoff began to facepalm.

"But I wasn't finished," Gavin protested as the mic was snatched out of his hands.

"Yes. You were. Uh... hi. My name is Jack Pattillo and I started a thing called Achievement Hunter with Geoff," Jack explained. He let out a small groan when Twilight made a small motion with her head, telling him to tell more. "I also have a beard."

The crowd whooped, only to fall silent as quickly as they began making noise.

"Thanks," he nodded at Ray and Michael.

"My names Michael. Michael Jones. I'm the resident yeller in the company. I yell for other peoples' entertainment as well as my own. It's a pretty easy job seeing how hard Gavin tries to screw everything up."

"I don't screw everything up," Gavin scowled, but couldn't help but hide a sly smile. "As much as I want to."

"Right, you screw up screwing up. I'm not sure if that's a paradox or if you're just an idiot," Michael muttered, earning a few chuckles from the crowd as Gavin shrugged and walked off the stage. Wanting to tell more jokes at his friend's expense, he reluctantly nodded at Ray to introduce himself.

"Thank you, Michael," Ray said promptly as he grabbed the mic. "Sup guys, my name is Ray Narvaez and I'm Puerto Rican. That means I'm poor."

The crowd let out a few sad murmurs, wondering why he chose that to share. Ray looked over at Goeff and gave him a small, pouty look, forcing his lip to quiver. After shaking his head briefly, Geoff nodded at Ray.

"Shout out to Ponyville!" Ray exclaimed, raising his hand to the air in excitement, earning a round of cheers from the crowd.

"Sorry about cutting this short, but I think we should be going," Geoff said as he took the mic from the little ray of sunshine. "We came here to help Twilight's friends, so if we want to get home we have to do that. I don't want Gavin to cause any more damage than he undoubtedly will do when trying to help them."

"Hey, where is Gavin?" Jack asked when Geoff gave the microphone to Twilight.

"Damn it," the others grunted, running off the stage to look for Gavin.

"Glad you decided to come help me out," Pinkie giggled as she walked next to the Brit, escorting him to an unknown location.

"Help you?" Gavin inquired. "As soon as I got off the stage you told me to follow you unless I wanted something bad to happen to me."

"Not just you, but your friends too! But don't worry, it shouldn't take long to get to Sugar Cube Corner, then we can get started."

"So, uh, what do you need done?" he asked quietly as he licked the icing off of his lips.

"The place has gotten really dirty and Twilight offered to help clean the place. Even though I could do it really fast, I knew how much she likes to clean things so I said sure, but then you guys came along and even though Twilight likes cleaning, she knew you guys liked your old planet more, so now you have to do it. How is your planet, anyways? Are there ponies there too? Are they nice? Ooooh, ooooh, do they like parties? Are any of them pink? Don't answer that, I want to be surprised! Okay, maybe give me a hint, okay? Pleasepleasepleeeaaaase?"

"I, er... what am I doing again?"

"Cleaning," she smiled.

"Cleaning?" he asked.

"Cleaning," she repeated, smile growing wider.

"Well I certainly got the browner end of this tree pole, didn't I?" he muttered quietly, feeling gyped out of doing a fun favor. "Wait, how will not cleaning hurt us? Is there deadly bacteria around here?"

"Aw, none of that. I just needed you to help clean otherwise I wouldn't be allowed to invite you."

"Invited?" he inquired, curiosity piquing.

"To my party, silly."

"A party?"

"A party," she confirmed with a large smile. "There's no sense in inviting you to a dirty place! Unless you're having a dirt party, but the dirt I know doesn't know how to dance very well. That's why I want you to help me, because cancelling the party wouldn't be good for you."

"Well, that doesn't sound bad at all, so I suppose it makes the chore seem a tad less bogus," he said honestly, scratching his chin as he looked over the pink pony. "So is there going to be a theme about it, or is it going to be put together all willy-nilly?"

"Yup, we're going to have a 'welcome all humans party'!"

"But weren't you planning this party before we came here?"

"Uh-huh, but I didn't know why, but then I remembered that I love having fun and parties are really fun so I didn't care about having a reason! But now that you're here it reminded me of why I was going to throw the party in the first place!"

Gavin stared at the pony who was bouncing circles around him, smiling pleasantly at her as he would at an over-excited pet. Her logic made complete sense to him.

"Ohmygosh, wait!" she gasped, freezing in midair in front of Gavin.

"Oh god, the world hasn't become slow-motion again, has it?" Gavin asked nervously, waving his hand in front of his face to make sure his brain wasn't stroking out.

"I don't know what humans like, and since this a party for them and I don't know what they like, how am I supposed to make them feel welcome? What if I put something in the party that they don't like?" she asked, questions shooting out like rapid-fire as she looked around nervously. "What if they don't like parties? What if they start hating me? What if they like hating me, so their hate turns into them liking me and they hate me even more because they don't hate me anymore? What if-"

"It's just a party," he muttered. Pinkie twisted her head at him, eyes blinking individually.

"Just a party? Just a party?"

"I take it back! I take it back!" Gavin yelped, recoiling backwards from the slowly approaching horse.

"Wait a second!" she gasped again, but this time she began to smile. "You're a human! Or at least I think so. You are a human, right?"

"I... I think so."

"You think so? I need you to know so!"

"My friends would tell you that I'm English then say that means that I'm not, but yes, I am," he coughed, smiling warily at her.

"Great! Okay, we're here, so forget cleaning the place. I can do that by myself and have it done in three-halves of a jiffy," she said as she stopped in front of the large shop. "You're going to help me throw the party by telling me what your friends like, okay?"

"I think I can do that," he chuckled, dark grin spreading across his face like wildfire.