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>The autumn air is crisp and a stiff breeze blows over your face
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>You shudder and tighten the long, wool item draped around your neck
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>That scarf that Fluttershy knit for you last Hearth's Warming was really coming in handy
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>A subdued kind of red, or burgundy or something
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5.
>Rarity would lecture you if you'd ever think to bring it up
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>But you were smarter than that, these days at least
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>You'd come to Equestria two years ago, something about your perfect positioning and the energy generated by that jet liner slamming into the ocean
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>Twilight had explained it using some super complex formula that could have been from Stargate for how much you understood
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>All you got out of it was that you'd never fly Malasyian Airlines again
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>Why'd you parents wanted to go to China anyway?
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>But it could have been worse, you could be dead
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>And given that, wasn't Equestria a better choice?
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>It was now anyway
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>For the first few months it hadn't been too great
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>Every creature, pony or otherwise, shunned you for being so alien to them
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>Some kind of hairless ape-thing that just happened to have a resistence to magic and stood as tall as a bear?
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>Must have been really terrifying to them
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>After a few cold nights lurking around in the shadows and forests around their little city of Ponyville, you'd stumbled on a treehouse
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>The CMC's clubhouse of course
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>Well you figured no one would mind if you just spent the night...
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>It wasn't locked, so you crawled inside the little door
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>It wasn't nearly as cramped as you'd figured, and there was already a pile of blankets in there
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>They must have had a sleepover and not cleaned up or something
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>Oh well, you were never one to piss on what the gods delivered to you
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>Laying the small blankets out, you make a suitable sleeping mat, then pile the rest on top of you
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>As you fall asleep, you think to yourself how much warmer the nights would be now
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>A cannonball impact to your stomach wakes you up
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>The air is driven from your lungs and you dry heave at the sudden pain
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>"What are you doing in here, you...you monkey! Get out!"
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>That squeaky little hoarse voice...
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>Scootaloo?
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>Your eyes open a crack and you can make out a blur of orange and purple standing inches from your face, teeth bared and huffing
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>You push yourself up and pile the dozens of little blankets away from your body
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"You can have those, but I'm not leaving."
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>She bites down on your arm, hard enough to break the skin and stares up at you with fire in her eyes
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>"I said get out!"
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>You rise up to your full height, or as full as it could be inside the treehouse
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>There was something else in her eyes, besides anger and fear
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>Was that, embarresment?
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"You live here, don't you?"
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>Even in the faint moonlight streaming through the open window, you can see her start to tear up
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>"N-no! I was just coming back to get something I left here earlier! I-I'm sure my mom and dad are worried about me already!"
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>She backs up to the door, but doesn't leave
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>You turn and stare at the half moon hanging high among the stars
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"You know, I haven't got anyone either. And everyone here hates me. You at least have the other Crusaders."
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>She timidly walks over to the pile of blankets, pulling some over to you, one at a time
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>"I-I don't hate you..."
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>She shys back when you reach out a hand to her, dragging another blanket over
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>You retract your hand, gathering the blankets around your shoulders
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"Sorry for scaring you. And thanks."
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>You see her shrug as she curls up under the remainder of the blankets
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>"Sure whatever. Just...keep those weird hooves to yourself, okay?"
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>Well that was agreeable
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>A little less comfortable now, you laid back down and went to sleep
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>Maybe things wouldn't be so bad
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>Your reverie by a heavy impact to your gut
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>"Hey, watch where you're walking, ape!"
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