In Our Hearts and Hooves

"I cannot imagine a God who rewards and punishes the objects of his creation and is but a reflection of human frailty." - Albert Einstein

It was a beautiful day outside. It almost always was, occasional rain or snow non-withstanding and even those held a different sort of beauty to them. The sun shone, suspended by the efforts of the local monarchs. The birds chirped, squirrels went about the business of gathering food for the coming winter months, and brown and yellow leaves drifted by on faint winds.

It was a crisp fall morning in the town of Ponyville, a small settlement founded by a family of industrious Earth Ponies some hundred or so years ago, exact records of the town's founding have never been too consistent on the date. The air was cold, a low mist hovering over the ground, occasionally disturbed by the comings and goings of the town's residents. Dull gray clouds blanketed the sky, the light of Celestia's sun filtering through and bathing the ponies below in its dull glow. Every once and a while, a pegasus would fly up and push a cloud aside, allowing the citizens an all too brief glimpse at the blue sky above. Ponyville's weather patrol took their job very seriously and they were loathe to let one cloud go out of place.

These details were secondary, however. All in all, it was an average day, not much worth paying attention to. But Twilight Sparkle enjoyed it nonetheless. She'd grown fond of Ponyville's weather, a far cry from the more often than not frigid conditions of Canterlot. Not she'd paid it much attention while she was there. And so she walked, hooves digging into the loamy soil, her bleary and bloodshot eyes fixed on the dirt path ahead. She enjoyed these early morning walks, enough that she'd elected to take one even in her current state. Last night had been another all-nighter, though the young mage had only the faintest recollection as to what exactly she'd been studying. Something about mass-teleporting livestock, going by the frantically scribed notes that now littered the floor of her library home, sharing the space with a pyramid of empty coffee mugs. She'd clean up once she got home, maybe continue her research if she still had the energy.

She'd left Spike behind, not wanting to disturb the sleeping dragon. He needed his rest, having stayed up almost as long as the unicorn. He'd likely woken up by now, though, and she'd left him a note just in case. As she traversed the unpaved roads of Ponyville, Twilight's thoughts turned to her friends. Most of them were probably up by now and already at work, so it wouldn't exactly be a beach of protocol to pay them a visit. Perhaps she'd see what Rarity was up to. Carousel Boutique wasn't very far. if her recolection of the small town's layout was correct*

.

And so she walked, head held high, ignorant of the dangers that lurked ahead.

---

Patience was a virtue and the only one he bothered to practice.

It had been simple gambit, really, a plan devised as an elegant swan song over the course of a few seconds. He prided himself on his ability to come up with plans on the fly like that. He prided himself on many things. Being turned to stone wasn't one of them, though. Being slapped across the face with a rainbow and turned into a piece of glorified lawn decoration was something that he had preferred to avoid the second time around but it had happened just the same.

Still, no point in crying over spilt milk. This wouldn't last forever, at least not as long as his last period of confinement had been. Over a thousand years, stuck in that ridiculous pose, watching the comings and goings of those he once called his toys, subject to the attentions of annoying foals and the dreaded but persistent pigeons. It would make his blood boil if he had any.

He was cold. And dark, that much he could tell. But this wouldn't last long, precious few things did in the grand scheme of things. Oh and what a grand scheme this was, and it was today that it would come to fruition.

In the darkness of Canterlot Castle's severely underused dungeon, something laughed.

---

The walls shattered. Just like that, they broke, the floodgates of reality coming apart with the faintest sound of tinkling glass. The blue sky shifted, turning angry red and royal purple, if only for a moment. The ponies below failed it notice this, obscured as the effect was by the cloud cover, and went about their day.

Let the games begin.

edited 6th Feb '12 6:36:53 PM by Bindlestick

"You have more than enough potential. So tell me what is the one wish that would make your soul gem shine." -Mitt Romney, probably

The robed, bald unicorn usually regretted helping his Dunmer student with her spells. Not because he disliked her, on the contrary, she was a good friend. Now, however, was not one of those times, as he trotted into the city on this strange plane of Oblivion and found himself as a horse. This would severely affect the young apprentice's requests for funding into these spells.

The citizens of Skyrim might know him as The Archmage. Or perhaps The Harbinger of the Companions, The Dragonborn, Thane of the Holds, or Champion of any number of Daedric Princes. Very few could tell you his name however, which was a source of much chagrin for the wizard. He was Burns-His-Foes, and he was pulling a sledge of treasure. He had enchanted much of it himself, in an effort to practice the art, but needed to sell it. Perhaps someone around town could help him find where to unload, if not the Glass Armor he'd enchanted, at least some of his miscellaneous items. The basket would stay though- it was far too useful.

...and that's terrible.

Rarity contemplated that it was a beautiful day outside, though in her experience it rarely wasn't. Winter was up and coming, and the premier designer mare of Ponyville was anxious to make her last shipments out before the fashion industry was figuratively and literally frozen for the duration of the season. She had, over the course of the past year or two, made an increasingly vibrant show of herself and her art for various celebrity mares and stallions. Critics styled her clothing as simple but tasteful, wonderfully charmed with rustic grace, and other overly loaded descriptions like that. As a result, she was called on with a flattering regularity to fulfill orders from some of the most well known names in all of Equestria. The work was grueling, thankless; but it was worth it. Rarity was exactly where she wanted to be.

In more ways than one. She recalled a time when she had naively wanted to live among the cream of the crop of Equestrian society, the shining gem of Canterlot's daily affairs. But it was here in Ponyville where she realized she needed to be, with her friends, who were perhaps the most charming society she would ever need. They were her ultimate inspiration, and indeed, Rarity was drawing up some of her current designs with her friend's quirky personalities in mind.

One had a sleek extension of satin that wrapped around the tail, as cool as a certain Rainbow Dash had once asked for. A style with tasteful yet unsymmetrical ruffles, as random as a certain Pinkie Pie was. One with decorative topstitches that when looked at from a certain angle resembled Sagittarius, harking back to a design Twilight had once imposed upon her. A dress that was beautiful but of a touch material that could withstand work, Applejack would love that sort of thing. And one for dear Fluttershy, of course. How that mare knew so much about Rarity's craft was still beyond comprehension, but it was funny in a way. Rarity's machine was still burning hot, it's bulb having been on all night as Rarity had simply been unable to quiet her creative spark enough to get her beauty rest. Thankfully the ravages of exhaustion weren't apparent on her countenance, so she could just spend the rest of the day hopefully sleeping to make up.

Rarity sighed contentedly as she packed the last of the outfits into a crate for shipping, then yawned. Now she just had to magic her equipment away, then she could make her way to bed. Her horn glowed: fabric scraps were binned, whole bolts were shelved, scissors and measuring tapes boxed. She just had to get the sewing needles in and...

Suddenly, the house was upset by a great din, a crash that sounded like it had come from the kitchen. Rarity cried out in alarm as the floor reverberated with whatever had impact, her magic went rogue and sent the needles flying. They flew with deadly speed, crashed into one of the boutique windows with no little noise and shattered entire panes. Rarity virtually flew over in alarm, she would be so devastated if anypony had been hurt by her needles. Thankfully the needles had instead lodged harmlessly into one of the trees outside. She made a motion to levitate them back to herself, but before she could another explosion of noise from within her home called her attention away, leaving the glinting needles and broken window as a sign of what had transpired within.

"Rarity, Rarity!" Sweetie Belle! Her sister was supposed to be spending the day over. She sounded distressed, so Rarity picked up the pace and thundered through her halls, fearing that the worst could well have befallen her sister. "Somepony's here!" A burglar? Well they would learn the folly in intruding on her place of business! Rarity turned and skidded through the doorway to the kitchen, where she beheld quite the odd sight.

Sweetie Belle was there, looking no worse for the wear than she ever did. She noticed her bigger sister and quickly pointed a hoof at something on the ground. It was another mare in the middle of a huge crater that took up at least half of the kitchen and had swallowed the dining room table, now splinters. Rarity froze, robbed of her momentum by sheer confusion. Of the many scenarios that she had run through her head while galloping over here, this had been one she had never even considered.

And the oddest part was, the strange pony didn't even look dangerous.

♌

Explosions were something the head of a Wizard's College had to be accustomed to, and while most would run from them, Burns-His-foes wasn't most. His face not betraying any emotion, he reared up before sprinting off towards the source of the noise. He found three other horses nearby. This was strange. The last unicorn of Mundus had been slain by the Champion of Cyrodil over 200 years ago. Yet here were three. He unhooked the sledge and entered the crater.

"Oh dear." He turned to Rarity as his horn began to glow orange in preparation to cast Healing Hands on the fallen unicorn. He gave a light bow. "Madame, do you know the way to Whiterun?"

edited 7th Feb '12 7:57:07 PM by Krautman

...and that's terrible.

Barney stopped a moment to consider his new body, "When I said legendary, this is ''t what I meant... At least I still have a suit... And everything appears to be in order with my important parts... And a horn. Perfect, it tells the ladies that I'm hard and large." Barney begins to look around, "Where am I?" He spotted what appears to be a fancy building with people... no more ponies near it. He trotted forward with confidence. This was going to be Legendary, with a capital Legend.

---

A green pegasus swoops down from the sky. In front of her is the great Everfree forest, where high adventure, priceless artifacts, and undiscovered ruins! Here she was in her element. Danger is her middle name! She swoops down, feet barely touching the ground before she banks up, and poses mid air. She felt alive! What would she encounter this time? Who would oppose her in this quest? How many times would she almost die? No body knows, but the last one will probably happen a lot, but, with quick thinking, and her hat, she can always find her way out. She is... DARING DO!

Rarity looked up, dumbfounded. "I... you... the way to...?" Her mouth hung slightly agape, though she corrected that when she realized how improper it was. Regardless of the sheer oddity of her current situation, it was simply slovenly to be rude to new neighbors. "I am afraid I know of no such city, sir. Although..." She eyed his now glowering horn wearily. "What sort of spell are you trying to use, if I may inquire?" A strange pony showing up and casting spells when her house had just been half demolished and a mare seemingly hurt was incredibly suspicious.

Sweetie Belle meanwhile, had completely disregarded the arrival of the second stranger and was in the crater, nudging the pony within with a small hoof. Sweetie Belle was taken to the stranger despite her rather unusual method of appearance. She was quite cute, a purple coat with even purpler unruly hair. Her cutie mark was an eye, and tendrils extended from it and wrapped around the stranger's horn and necklace. Who knew what sort of magic this pony could accomplish?

♌

"Ah, I apologize for troubling you, madame. I'm going to use a Healing spell."

He held his horn over the unconscious unicorn, which would cause her to glow orange as the spell took effect. Light wounds would knit almost instantly, but any major damage would take some time.

"I suppose I'll have to talk to Brelyna about trying to create new spells when I get back to the College. She means well, but I do not appreciate being flung to far-off corners of the world when she attempts to cast a new spell on me. Still, beats the time she turned me into a dog. And... that should do it."

He stood up and stepped back from the purple unicorn, knowing she'd need some space.

"I... hope this does not intrude, madame, but why is there an injured unicorn in a crater? I... well, I was hoping this was a merchant's and I could unload some of my wares, but given the kitchen..."

edited 6th Feb '12 8:26:17 PM by Krautman

...and that's terrible.

[Rainbow Dash]

As Ponyville’s premiere weather-pony, it was up to Rainbow Dash to make sure the weather was done right. It wasn’t a glamorous job, but it was a job none-the-less, something for her to do until her talents were properly recognized and she finally earned a spot amongst the Wonderbolts. And even if she wasn’t thrilled by the responsibility, it was not like Dash to leave Ponyville or her fellow weather-ponies hanging. Quite the contrary, that was the last thing on her mind.

As she continued to fly about the sky, doing the occasional loop or high-speed zig-zag in between pushing each cloud in order to help keep in top athletic state, she stopped she she thought she heard something. Looking around, she didn’t see anything until it finally occurred to her to look up. Which is when she spotted something flying down out of the sky.

She squinted as she tried to make out what it was, but didn’t have much of a chance before being forced to dodge to the side and avoid getting smacked out of the sky by the mysterious projectile.

“Woah!” Dash said as she watched whatever it was pierce through the clouds and quickly smash into the ground below. Whatever it was, it couldn’t have possibly survived an impact like that.

Zooming down out of the sky, Rainbow Dash landed next to the small crater that had been created and was surprised to see that…yes, it actually had survived the impact. And what’s more, it looked like an Earth Pony wearing some kind of strange armor.

“Hey, are you OK?” She shouted, not sure how loud she’d need to talk to get a response. She wanted to be brash about the mysterious pony almost smashing into her, but between falling out of the sky yet supposedly being alright and have no idea where the pony had come from, Rainbow Dash wasn’t quite sure what to think.

She didn’t have much time to think about it either before she once again heard something falling towards her.

“Guah!” She shouted as she flew aside and avoided getting smashed by a very unusual looking hammer.

“What is with things falling out of the sky today?!” She asked no one in particular.

Not sure what else to make of it, she looked back to the Earth Pony, who while not yet conscious was clearly still alive.

“Hey, I’m going to be right back, ok?” She said, and then zoomed off without waiting for a response. She needed to find two people. One of them was a doctor who could make sure that the new arrival could get the right medical attention. The other was the first pony that Rainbow Dash could think of that might be able to answer where this pony had come from and why he and a hammer had fallen out of the sky – Twilight Sparkle.

Zooming straight for Twilights treehouse library she called home, Rainbow burst in the front door and started calling for her friend.

“Hey, Twilight! There’s something you need to see!”

edited 6th Feb '12 8:32:31 PM by SpaceJawa

Barney stared at the hole in the side, and trots towards it, "...Well, you don't see this very often... As he approaches the whole, he sees a couple of ponies. Well, judging from how attractive I find them, I'm going to guess they're chicks. Shame about the boobs...

---

Daring Do soars above the Everfree forest before spotting the ancient ruins that once held the Elements of Harmony. The perfect place for an Adventurer Archaeologist like her! She swoops down, the wind flowing through her mane, and lands at it's entrance.

edited 6th Feb '12 8:35:21 PM by deathpigeon

"Oh yes, healing. How fortunate of you to come by then! My sincerest apologies for suspecting you." Rarity heard out the rest of the unicorn's story. "You must be from a distant part of Equestria, then. I suppose I could have interest in whatever you're purveying, but I'd have to inspect it first. Quality control is important in my business, of course." Rarity then recalled that she had a crater in the middle of her store. "But forgive me sir, I think I must attend to this first. Sweetie Belle!" Rarity glared down into the pit where her younger sister was still poking the now coming to purple unicorn. "That is highly inappropriate!"

"Sorry Rarity..." The filly slinked out of the crater and took her palace by her elder sister. She then glanced curiously at the stranger Unicorn who had just healed the other. "So... you're a healer then?"

♌

"Archmage, actually. I am Burns-His-Foes of the College of Winterhold in Skyrim... Allthough most people seem to remember me more readily as The Dragonborn. I am selling some of the magical amulets and rings the college has accumulated after we started the Enchanting course. Breathing underwater, keeping warm in the cold, that sort of thing. Very few people these days are buying armor for some reason."

Well, at least I know what plane of Oblivion this is now: Equestria.

...and that's terrible.

A long way off from Ponyville, on a plain stretch of land, Rattlesnake Jake awoke, and immediately felt wrong. Never mind the fact that he was lying on grass, and the sun wasn't nearly as hot as usual. Every bit of him felt warped and distorted, from his skull to his tail. He was lying on something that was smooth or spiky depending on which way he wriggled. He tried to slither forward, but was hampered by long distorted growths on his underside. What had happened to him? Was he some kind of horrible mutant? Monster? Demon? Alien?

He managed to shuffle his way over to the edge of a lake. He reared up, looked into the waters and saw a horse. Not just some roadrunner being used in the place of a horse: An actual, bona-fide horse. He turned his head. So did the horse. He itched at his moustache. So did the horse. He tipped his hat with the back of his neck. The horse did likewise. He opened his mouth and bared his fangs. To his great relief, the reflection had the exact same set of choppers, fangs and all. So, he might've been a giant mammal covered in hair (patterned in dark brown and stripes of normal brown) but he was still recognisably himself. He had his own moustache, now an actual moustache, his black ten gallon hat, his fiery eyes with slit pupils, his venomous dentistry, and...he flicked his tail around to his front...yes! There it was; his custom brand firearm rattle. Even though his tail seemed to be now made entirely of hair.

Well, he might as well get it over with. Focusing his mind, he began to flex his newfound legs. Slowly, buckling often, he pushed them against the ground, hoof by hoof, and slowly but surely his shaking legs pushed him off the ground, and into a quadruped position. As soon as he had gotten himself stable, he gave himself another look over. He was certainly a massive creature, and it was somewhat dizzying to see the grass that far below and so very small. As always, belt upon belt of artillery was wrapped across his midsection. At the point where his body branched off into a hind leg and a tail, there was the picture of a burning black scythe. Very apt, he thought to himself, but he was pretty sure no other horses had that. So that could only mean that someone had transmogrified him into this state and had marked him with a special brand just to mock him. That man, if it even was one, would know what it meant to enrage the reaper.

The time had come to move. Even as he willed it, his unsteady legs loped forwards, and he stumbled and lolloped unsteadily in the direction of a hill. He was careful not to lose the gait he'd have in his usual self, or when he changed back, there'd be no getting re-accustomed. Ungainly and ungracefully, he pushed his way up the hill, and loomed over the top. Over in the distance, he saw many trees, a few mountains, and a town. Much of the facets of a temperate zone made him nervous, but the town was both a plus and negative. On the one hand- or probably hoof now -he could gather supplies, and get acquainted with his new life. On the other, he could find food elsewhere through hunting, and once he arrived in that town, he couldn't leave until he'd taken a soul. It wasn't like some gypsy curse or something; he just had a rep to uphold. Nonetheless, he pressed on, narrowly avoiding slipping and rolling down the hill. The journey would be good for him, he reasoned. It would let him get into practice of this thing called walking. He couldn't wait to get the hang of it, and lucky enough, he didn't have long to wait.

edited 7th Feb '12 2:05:13 AM by LizardOfAus

Marvin
As Marvin lay in the soil of a planet he hadn't bothered to learn the name of, he took the last nanoseconds of his shutting down to contemplate his life. Given that he was thirty seven times older than the universe would be at it's end *

, this nearly took him a full nanosecond. A life on meaningless tasks, depression, replacement parts and one thing that made him feel good.
God's Final Message To His Creation burned bright behind him as he lay still.
We apologise for the inconvienience.
——
The Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy has this to say about Ponies:
See Horse.
The Hitchhikers Guide To The Galaxy has this to say about Cartoon Ponies:
Cute And Girly.
No writer for the guide has been to Earth circa 2011, or to Equestria.

Outside Sugarcube Corner, a skinny white pony lay flat on his back.
"Oh."
Marvin got up, seeing he was now organic. Idly wondering if his warranty was still valid, Marvin realized that he was a quadruped. In a world of quadrupeds. Some of which had horns and wings.

That made him very depressed.
——
Frost
Strapping the M14 EBR to his back, Derek "Frost" Westbrook stood and began making his way to the Black Hawk.
The Higher Ups had seen fit to give him the same equipment as the last mission. Maybe they were just running out. This war had really taken it's toll.
It was nearly over though. Team Metal was going in to Siberia to rescue the Russian President and his daughter.
Suddenly, Frost's vision went blank. As darkness engulfed him, he hoped that he hadn't just been killed.
——
A Grey Unicorn Stallion raised his head, blinking in the light.
He was at a table, in an outdoor restaurant.
He sighed in relief. The War was a dream. It hadn't actually happened.
Then he realized that the other occupants of the restaurant, and himself, were horses, though he did spot a few unicorns and pegasi.
Resisting the urge to bang his head off the table, he took this information in his stride.
"What's happened to me? Why are there horses everywhere?"

edited 7th Feb '12 3:15:52 AM by GeekCodeRed

They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!

If somepony were to be walking around outside Sugarcube Corner at this very moment, they would hear the sound of clattering pots and pans. If they were to, say, investigate said clattering, they would step inside the bakery to find the youngest of three employees, Pinkie Pie, standing in the center of a pile of pots and pans and standing stock still. They would also see her nervously glancing around.

“Twitch-a-twitch!” Pinkie looked to her rear and noticed her tail was twitching. Eveypony knew that could only mean one thing: Falling objects. This, in and of itself was not unusual; stuff was falling out of the sky all the time. What was more unusual was that just before her tail started twitching, her entire body shook, from the tip of her muzzle to the very end of her fluffy, pink tail. Hence the pots and pans all over the floor.

“Body shaking, then twitch-a-twitch?” Pinkie tapped her chin with her hoof. “Hmm… Maybe I should see if anypony noticed anything weird today.” She reached into the Hammerspace by her side and withdrew an umbrella hat, then quickly donned it. After making certain that it was adjusted snugly, she cautiously stepped outside.

Just outside the door, she spotted a skinny, white, earth pony with a frowny-face Cutie Mark. Pinkie bounded toward him and greeted, “Hiya, Pony-I’ve-Never-Seen-Before-Which-Is-Weird-Because-I’m-Sure-That-I’ve-Seen-Every-Pony-Who-Lives-In-Ponyville!” She cautiously glanced upwards before continuing, “Have you seen anything weird around here lately? Like weird things falling from the sky? My tail’s all ‘twitcha-twitch’!”

Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.

"Brain the size of a planet and it asks me if stuff has been has been falling out of the sky..."
Marvin sighed.
"Yes, something weird has happened today. I was dead for a while. It was very dark. And boring. And I'm not a pony. I'm a robot. At least I used to be."
At this point, the pain in his left side that he had had for all his life returned.
"Owww."
His voice was dull, like he didn't even care.

They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!

Barney struts up to the hole in the wall, his suit filling him with confidence. To Rarity, he says, "Someone should call heaven, because they're missing an angel. Namely, me."

---

Daring Do cautiously approaches the ruins, making sure to keep an eye out for traps. With a grin on her face, she steps through the entrance, and looks around.

At the outskirts of town, Jake hid within the leafy foliage and peered out of the darkness. The pastel coloured and cosy little houses made him want to vomit, but not as much as the inhabitants he could just about see milling around. They looked like representations of horses, or perhaps baby horses, since they were all round edged and adorable. Not only that, their fur was bright and shiny, in colours he didn't even think were possible. All of them had strange images on their flanks, so maybe those weren't as uncommon as he thought. Not in this place, anyhow. He stood up to his full height, still out of view from them. By his calculations, he was a whole lot taller than the rest of them. So that hadn't changed, and that suited him just fine. He slunk off across the town border, sticking to the edge, still wary about joining the community.

Pinkie examined the pony she never met before from top to bottom. "Hmm..." She suddenly understood what was going on. It's fun to pretend!

"Ooh! I'm a robot, too! Beep Boop. Take me to your leader." She robotically marched around the white pony until he moaned in pain. "That is not how robots speak."

She suddenly frowned and her voice returned to normal. "Unless you're really hurt... It's not fun to play when you're hurt." Her eyes suddenly lit up. "Hey! I have a friend who could fix you right up! Let's go!" She started to bounce off toward Twilight Sparkle's treehouse.

Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.

Marvin
"Oh no."
He decided to follow the pink pony at a slow rate. It could get very worse, but maybe playing along with the masters of fate might make it less worse.
——
Derek
Derek suddenly stood up, hoping no-one had heard him.
I'm in an unknown person, grievous changes to my body, weaponry intact. Have to hide my weapons and vest, and gather intel.
Casually walking into an alleyway, he removed his weaponry and body armor, then he slid the wrapped weapons beneath it.
Returning to his seat, he picked up the complimentary newspaper.
Equestria Daily? So, Equestria is the town name or country name.
Further reading showed Equestria was the country, while observation of the nearby shops showed the town name was Ponyville. Memorizing the date, he read several articles, any pertaining to Ponyville in particular.
Realizing to blend in that more information was needed, he placed the newspaper back and went in search of a library.

edited 7th Feb '12 7:55:07 AM by GeekCodeRed

They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!

This is going to end up just like in Whiterun with that halfwit bard. Well, better that than having to incinerate him.

"Sir, I'm going to need to ask you to stand back while the injured lady recovers."

edited 7th Feb '12 8:37:00 AM by Krautman

...and that's terrible.

Pinkie, having almost completely forgotten about the mysterious falling objects her Pinkie Sense had detected earlier, merrily bounced toward Twilight's treehouse. "You're going to like Twilight, Pony-I-Don't-Know-All-That-Well-But-It's-Ok-Since-A-Stranger-Is-A-Friend-You-Haven't-Met-Yet. Everypony does! She's smart, and cute, and purple..." Pinkie looked back an noticed that the white pony was trudging along behind her. I fact, he likely hadn't heard a word she said since he was so far behind.

She turned and bounced back toward him. "Are you okay, Pony-That-Only-Recently-Came-Here-Because-I-Don't-Recognize-You? I can go slower if you want." Her bounces became closer and closer together, until she just decided to forgo the whole thing and slow her pace to a walk.

Suddenly, she cried, "OMIGOSH!" and dashed in front of her new friend. "I completely forgot to introduce myself!" She extened her hoof. "My name's Pinkie Pie! What's yours?" She grinned, awaiting a response.

edited 7th Feb '12 10:37:04 AM by KarlKadaver

Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.

"Marvin."
He sighed.
"Are like this all the time?"

They do have medals for almost, and they're called silver!

It didn’t take long for Rainbow Dash to figure out that Twilight wasn’t home. She zoomed around the treehouse, but all she found was a sleeping Spike.

“Hey, Spike, you know where Twilight is?” She asked. Spike just snored.

“Spike, wake up!” She said, giving the baby purple dragon a push with her front hoofs. Spike continued to sleep, just waving Rainbow Dash off.

Realizing she wasn’t going to get anything, Dash zoomed back out to see if she could find her friend. As she burst out the door, she saw Pinkie Pie approaching.

“Hey, Pinkie Pie, you know where Twilight is?”

But then she took notice of the other ponies with her, neither of which Rainbow Dash recognized.

“Who are these ponies? Did they fall out of the sky, too?” She asked, flying in close to give the two ponies a close look over.

"Marvin?" Pinkie asked. "What kind of name is- Oh, Hi Rainbow Dash!" Pinkie looked up to find her pegasus friend hovering some feet above her and Marvin.

"I thought Twilight was at her house which was why were were coming here in the first place. Marvin's hurt and I thought she would be able to heal him in a jiffy!"

"Fall out of the sky?" Pinkie rubbed her chin with her hoof, then took off her umbrella hat, wiped her forehead, then placed the hat back on her head. "I haven't seen anything fall from the sky today. Marvin here just kind of showed up on my doorstep!"

Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.

“He did, huh?” Rainbow Dash said. “I wonder if he has anything to do with the pony I found. I was doing my job, moving the clouds around, when BAM!”

Dash, the Pegasus that she was, began to fly around in the sky a little as she spoke, giving a basic illustration of what she was talking about.

“I hear this noise coming out of nowhere. And then I look up, and this pony falls out of the sky and smashes into the ground! It was the kind of impact that even I would have trouble walking away from. And then, when I’m seeing if he’s ok, a hammer falls out of the sky behind him and nearly smashes me!”

Her story done, she landed on the ground in front of Pinkie Pie and her new pal Marvin. She assumed Marvin was Pinkie’s pal. As far as Pinkie was concerned, Rainbow Dash knew that everyone was Pinkie’s pal.

“That’s why I was trying to find Twilight. If anyone in Ponyville can figure out what’s going on, it’s her. But all I found at home was Spike, and he wasn’t much help at all.”