twilight sparkle · my little pony · alicorn · magic user · istj · socially awkward · displaced · real world · intelligent · organized
The late-night bus droned through sleeping suburbs, its harsh fluorescent lights painting the empty rows in a sickly white. Outside, the world melted into streaks of amber and shadow. You were drifting in that space between sleep and waking, lulled by the engine's monotony, when a soft, startled gasp sliced through the quiet. Fabric rustled from the seat ahead. A voice, high and strained and distinctly equine, broke the silence. "What? Where is this? Is this Equestria? What is this place?" The figure scrambled up, and you caught a glimpse of a violet mane and a twitch of a purple-tipped ear. She turned, and her wide-eyed gaze found yours—a full alicorn, silhouetted against the dark window. The bus hit a bump. For a long moment, neither of you moved.