Waking to a rough start, Bet clenched his head. His skull was throbbing. Simon was still out of it nearby. He was also headless.

Bet then started to freak out, as was perfectly normal. “Oh no... Where ... damnit! Why did he have to touch the stupid portal!?”

Bet then paused. “...how do I know him? What the?! Where am I?” Looking around, he found himself in some sort of stone chamber, rotted wooden doors blocking the exit.

“Let's see... first, we were playing the game, we found a glitch... and he clicked it. That figures.”

His face turned a thoughtful look. “But... wait... these memories... his name is Simon? And he's a Necromancer? ...and he's not dead, is he?”

“Nope!” A very familiar voice sounded nearby. It was a severed head. Simon's severed head.

“...I think something either really bad, or really good has happened, Simon. It's you, right?”

“Yup! It's me! In the flesh! At least, for the most part...”

Bet only sighed, “Well, at least I know what's going on... sort of.”

“Hey, uhm, Bear, What do you think happened?”

“Somehow we've been sucked into our Avatars' bodies. I'd be more amazed if I wasn't right and that I won't end up regretting following you.”

Simon's features morphed into a grin, “Hey, Bear, do you think this counts as an out-of-body experience? Hehehe...”

“I assume you're talking about you being just a severed head... which would be no. The other one, however, would be yes. Because it's not your body.”

“Hmm... I bet.. hehehe...  that we've either taken over for the other conscious in these bodies. For now, at least. Sucks to be them. A lot.”

“Why do you say that? The foreign memories? The fact that after about seven seconds, I knew you were still alive despite being headless?”

“Seven seconds?! You've lost your touch!”

“It happens when you're quite out of it.”

“...Say, Bear. Can you pick me up? I don't like the floor as much anymore.”

Bet grabbed the severed head, sighing again. “Don't you think you should try and re-grow your body? Or something. Maybe. At least try?”

Simon hmmed at that. “You know, this sort of thing surprisingly comes up a lot less than you would think it. At least, in my case. I should practice.”

Bet chuckled. “You don't have any idea of where to start, do you?”

Simon at least had the grace to look a little sheepish. “...maybe.”

Bet grinned, before closing his eyes and turning his head. “You owe me. Pay attention, now. I'm not going to do this again.”

Simon only answered, “To what?”

Soon afterward, he felt Bet's mana surge into what remained of his body, before it forced a new one to grow from the neck down. In a few scant seconds, Simon now had a fresh, new, naked body. And so Bet ceremoniously dropped him onto the unforgiving, cold stone floor. He landed with a grunt.

Bet voiced a new thought, “I wonder where we are?”

Simon cursed, “Horseapples!”

Both paused suddenly. Bet recovered first, his 'human' self dealing with weird things all the time had censored himself somewhat to the unbelievable. “Did you just-”

Simon answered an immediate affirmative. “Yes. And I didn't mean to.”

Bet turned inward, looking through his memories for something significant as Simon stripped his old corpse of the gear. It had to have been awkward.

Bet then found a more recent memory of his 'life' and fortunately it had what he was looking for. The strange carvings and scratches throughout the little chamber looked very familiar, but only now did he actually recognize them. Though that's a bit subjective.

He brought this to Simon's attention, who had fortunately stripped his ex-corpse and finally clothed himself once more. “Come here, look at this. Doesn't this seem familiar to you?” He pointed to a few runes carved into the wall nearby.

Simon squinted, and then stared in astonishment. “Yes, actually. If I remember correctly, this is from-”

Bet cut him off, “My Little Pony, right?”

Simon grinned really big, followed by Bet. “Oh well, I guess you owe me twenty.”

“Don't care, in Equestria.”

The smell then hit Bet's nose. “I think you should... dispose of that corpse there. It's creepy enough to have one of you, but one and almost another... it gives me chills. And not the good ones.”

Simon simply forced the corpse to decay into nothing but bones, and then the bones dried up into a powder, before falling into the floor just a little bit. “I never was good at that last part...”

Bet finished the 'ritual' with a simple wave of his dimly glowing hands, “I got it, don't worry.”

The ground where the corpse had been turned for a short moment into a slurry of lava, before cooling once more into the perfect stone floor.

Simon huffed and muttered, “Showoff...”

“Whatever, we need to find out where we are. Though I'm pretty sure I have an idea. We're most likely in a dungeon of some sort, or some sort of important chamber if those symbols on the floor and ceiling are anything to go by.”

“Just what I was thinking. Canterlot or Everfree?”

Bet nodded, “Everfree. Rotting doorway, and all. Well, let's get going. I'd at least like to get some proof that we're in Equestria before we both go fan crazy.”

Bet kicked the rotted door away, it crumbling into dust at the touch. They walked a ways until they found a winding stone staircase, and then climbed up it as well. It was surprisingly intact for being hundreds of years since it was supposedly inhabited.

The two eventually found their way to a large door, which was slightly open. Slipping through, they found themselves in a courtyard. Of course, it was overgrown with plant life. They continued further until they found the chamber where the Elements were first held at the beginning of the series.

They then proceeded to have a fan-crazy freakout. Who wouldn't?

More than a thousand thoughts must have ran through their heads before they calmed down again. It was because of a few stray thoughts that went horribly wrong.

They thought of the... unnatural possibilities of ending up in one of the fanfic universes instead of the Canon-verse. Cupcakes immediately came to mind following the previous thought.

“Ah, crap. I guess you just had the realization too, Bear?”

Bet muttered, “Stop calling me that... But yes, I did. And I hope to Celestia and Luna as well that we're not in that one.”

Simon agreed.

They left the chamber and walked out into the Everfree, on their way to Ponyville. They needed to know both where they were, and if it were canon, when.

As they walked, they kept their senses open to their surroundings, hoping to find familiar landmarks on the way. They eventually caught sight of something that jogged their memories immediately; a small hut/house in the forest.

Bet stopped Simon before he could begin, grabbing him roughly by the collar. “No puns, no jokes, and I swear to Celestia, if you ask her the famous zebra question, I will stab you.”

Simon wisely zipped it.

They then walked quietly towards the hut thing.

As they got closer, they realized something a bit startling. It was surprisingly small. It couldn't all together be more than seven or eight feet tall.

Bet and Simon shared a look. “Fitting, the name of the show is 'My Little Pony' after all”

They walked up to the hut, to receive greetings from inside. “Unusual, a visitor, in the forest so deep.”

The door opened as Zecora continued her rhyme, “A pony I think this far wouldnt... creep...”

Both Bet and Simon sheepishly waved down towards the small zebra, their sizes absolutely massive.

Zecora's eyes widened considerably as she took in the two. She was heavily startled, and somewhat frozen with fear as the legends from her home came to mind.

Obviously tired of the awkward silence, Simon broke it with a simple compliment. “Nice hut, Zecora. I approve.” He finished with a small thumbs up and a bit of a cheesy grin.

Zecora's mind couldn't take it, so she fell over in a dead faint.

Bet sighed, “Well, I think that went better than expected.”

He picked her up, careful not to startle her awake again. He set her on her bed inside the little hut, Simon following, and both set on the floor nearby.

“Well, now we'll have to wait for her to wake up.” Bet said.

“I hope she's not out of it too long. So, wanna play Tic Tac Toe?” Simon replied.

“I guess so, we can't really do anything else...” Bet sighed again.

Later...

Bet grinned again, “That's ninety three to nothing, what's wrong?”

Simon only grumbled again. “Rematch.”

Stirring came from the bed, along with a groan. “...What happened?” Zecora muttered to herself.

Simon grinned and was about to answer, but a Mean Look from Bet stopped that action short.

Bet then answered, “Well, we came to say hi, but with one look at us, you kinda... fainted.”

Zecora's eyes widened as the memory came back, staring frightened at the two where the voice had come from. She forced herself to calm down, with only a meager effect.

The two awkwardly waved again.

Simon then took the initiative, and began the introductions. “I'm Simon, and this here is my friend. Call him Beary, or Teddy, or whatever you prefer!”

Bet sighed again, turning to Simon. “My name's not Beary, my name's not Teddy, my name is Bet! I swear to Luna, if you keep this up...”

Bet then turned back to Zecora. “My name's Bet, and we're kinda... new here. Similar to you, Zecora. Oh, and sorry for scaring you.”

Zecora paused once more, “It's no trouble. It just reminded me of legends from home... many of which are apparently only half-true.”

They both knew where this was going, and at a nod from Bet, Simon guessed the legends. “I'm guessing that the legends were that fur-less bipedal creatures were innately evil and terrorized everything?”

Zecora looked a little surprised, “Something like that, yes. Though with perhaps longer words. From what I can remember, they looked very much like you do.”

Bet smiled, “That's probably no coincidence. However, we're not... evil,” Simon shrugged a bit, “as your legends say we are. At least, we two are not. I can't speak for the rest of my species.”

Zecora then looked a bit relieved, “That was what I was speaking of, the legends said that they were... less than polite, and destroyed many different things.”

Simon calmed her worries, “Don't worry, we're not here to cause destruction of any kind. We actually don't really know how we got here, to be honest.”

Bet then added, “He's right. But I would like to ask you something... Why aren't you speaking in verse?”

Zecora's face betrayed a bit of suspicion. “I rhyme my words to keep the attention from my looks when I come to Pony settlements. I've just not been to one in a while. And how would you know that?”

Bet then looked a bit sheepish, “Uhm... well... Let's just say that I know much more about you than I should.”

Simon snickered at the implications while Zecora blushed ever so slightly.

Bet glared at Simon before adding, “Not in that way, that's just creepy.”

Zecora looked a little relieved.

Bet then asked a question, “Have you been to Ponyville, yet?”

Zecora shook her head, “No, I haven't, but I was planning to go there soon.”

Bet then turned to Simon, “Then I think this is a bit before Bridle Gossip, or rather, significantly so. We're probably around Trixie's visit, or before it by a bit.”

Simon replied, “That sounds about right. If we assume a few days pass in between... within the week Trixie should arrive.”

At Zecora's questioning look, Bet only said “Don't worry about it, it doesn't really pertain to you.”

He then continued on a different topic. “You're planning to go to town because you don't really have some of the resources you need around here, right? I think we can help with that a bit.”

Zecora nodded, but then asked “How would you do that? Only about half of what I need grows here.”

Bet then motioned to himself and Simon. “We're... unique among our species. I think it would be best to just show you.”

They both stood, Bet crouching significantly to not knock anything over. They went back out the door and walked a ways away from the hut on the opposite direction of the path. Zecora followed, staying a bit behind. They reached a bit of a clearing within sight of the Hut, and Bet reached into his pouch. He withdrew a few small seeds.

Bet's foot glowed green. He stomped once, causing the clearing's plant life to erode away. He then stomped again, foot now glowing a light brown, causing a small rectangular outline to appear. He then walked into the outline and stomped a third time, causing the dirt and stone to mostly dissolve into loose soil. Taking the seeds, he dropped a few in rows along one side of the rectangle and then placed his hand on the ground in the center. Then they glowed as his foot had.

The rectangular outline jumped up into a stone fence, about three feet high. There was a space facing the hut left open.

As the dirt rose up, it turned molten for a sort few moments before solidifying again into a solid material.

Finally, the places he had dropped the seeds grew into sprouts. After a full minute, the plants had begun to form different foods. Some of the sprouts grew into corn, others into tomatoes and the rest into other various vegetables.

He had created a vegetable garden for Zecora.

He asked Zecora for any preferences. “Zecora, Do you have any special need for any herbs? I should be able to grow them as well.”

Breaking Zecora out of her surprised stare, she walked over and gave him a small list of herbs and flowers that she used in her medicines, that the forest unfortunately didn't have a significant supply of.

He then repeated the process, though it took longer to change the seeds from their 'cousins' into the plants Zecora was looking for.

Simon had nearly fallen asleep standing up.

At Bet's sharp whistle, he started awake and walked over.

Simon then reached in his own pouch, and removed a smaller pouch, tied with a string that was filled with a powder. Giving it to Zecora, he explained, “This is a special bonemeal mix I used to make for money before I was more well known in our world. It easily helps plants grow, being a great fertilizer. It usually increases the bounty of food-producing plants and can help the effects of herbs become stronger. It should also help them both grow faster. I guess we're both lucky I made some before we left, huh?

“Just remember not to give too much. This should help you start your little garden here.”

Zecora was speechless. She had to express her thanks somehow. “...I don't know what to say. It's been so long since I've received such kindness since leaving my home. I... I can't thank you enough. I was always feared because of my appearance being so unique here. ”

Bet then joined the conversation, having completed the growth he could manage using his Mana. “It was no trouble at all. We're happy to help, no matter our eccentric appearances. Though do us one favor. When you go to Ponyville, don't tell anyone about us, alright? We want to keep our presence a secret for a while longer. This may help you need to go to town less, but you'll still need to go every now and then for the things that just won't grow here.”

Zecora smiled. “Thanks for the... wonderful gift. I wish you good luck on your quest then, Bet. Simon. I do hope I see you again soon. It's nice not being shunned for a different appearance. Thank again.”

Bet then turned to Simon, “Come on. We've got to go.” Turning back, they both waved. “It was no problem at all. We'll visit again soon! Don't worry about us.”

They then turned and left, walking down the road towards town. Next Chapter: First impressions are hard Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 56 Minutes