Bros in Equestria Bonus Chapter: Perspective.


                                            =Bros in Equestria Bonus Short: Perspective=


                                            >You stare into the bubbling green goop in the cauldron before you, your own face reflected in its contents.

                                            "Dude, is my hairline receding?"

                                            >Anon looks up from the tome he was perusing while everyp0ny else trots around the room in preparation.

                                            >"Really? That's what you're concerned with right now?"

                                            "Should I be nervous about something else?"

                                            >Anon gestures around the room in the palace. "You're always jumpy about cross dimensional trips."

                                            >You shrug.

                                            "Guess I've just grown used to it after all this time."

                                            >Anon giggles. "Took you long enough."

                                            >You flip Anon the bird quickly, but hide it as the doors swing open and three ponies walk in.

                                            >The small purple one chuckles. "I see you two are still getting along."

                                            >Anon smirks and meets them. "As famously as the day we met, Dusk."

                                            >Solaris smiles. "Ah, you two remind me of my own brother and me."

                                            >You elbow Anon as you meet the others.

                                            "We've heard that said."


                                            >Anon and Dusk lead the rest of you to the arcane circle with the bubbling cauldron in it.

                                            "You sure this'll work how you think, Zecarro?"

                                            >The Zebra shaman walks around the circle and the cauldron. "What I have made is my most powerful brew, so for your purposes it will have to do."

                                            >You glance over to Anon.

                                            "Shall we?"

                                            >Anon nods and moves to one side of the cauldron. "We shall."

                                            >Dusk walks to the edge of the circle as you join Anon on the other side of the cauldron.

                                            >"Remember you two, the effects of this spell will only last for about ten hours, so make it quick."

                                            >You both nod.

                                            "Thanks Dusk, for everything."

                                            >Solaris stands next to his student. "It was the least we could do after the help you gave with King Nymphamos."

                                            >The two of you nod.

                                            >"Later taters."

                                            >You both tip the cauldron over and let the brew mix with the arcane circle, engulfing you both in light.


                                            >You come back to yourself to the taste of grass and dirt.

                                            "Bleeehh..."

                                            >You push yourself up from the ground and find Anon laying on his back a few feet from behind you.

                                            >He blows leaves out of his face and sits up, examining your surroundings as you are.

                                            >Brick and cobble two story apartments, green grass and a familiar yellow sun high in the sky.

                                            >Cars sit in their spaces under throw together shelters to protect them from the elements.

                                            >You and Anon push yourself up off the ground and brush yourselves off.

                                            "We make it?"

                                            >Anon nods. "Looks that wa-"

                                            >"DUDE, WOULD YOU HURRY UP!" comes from around the bend.

                                            >You and Anon peek around the corner of the nearby building and spot two intimately familiar faces.

                                            >They were a bit shorter, less muscled, and wore different clothes, but there was no denying who they were.

                                            >One of them runs down the stairs and meets the other. "Will you quit your bitching? You always want to get there early."

                                            >"Excuse me wanting to avoid the traffic."

                                            >"We walk!"

                                            >"And we always hit the lights and then Mac hollers at us!"

                                            >The two start down the street with bags over backs and you pull Anon back against the wall.

                                            >Both of you sit with backs against walls and eyes wide open in shock.

                                            "Yep."

                                            >"We made it."

                                            "Any idea when?"

                                            >Anon runs over and grabs a newspaper off the ground, scanning over it.

                                            >"Right before we left..."

                                            "How before?"

                                            >Anon turns back to you looking like he's seen a ghost. "The day before."

                                            >You glance back to the slowly shrinking figures in the distance.

                                            "Well how bout that?"


                                            >A few hours had passed as you and Anon tailed your past selves.

                                            >It was fairly touch and go, you had to watch yourselves to make sure you didn't turn around and see yourselves.

                                            >You don't REMEMBER seeing an older version of yourself before your life took a crazy left turn, but you can never be too careful.

                                            >Anon leans over to your seat. "So now what?"

                                            "We keep sitting in the Ale House and watch ourselves, I guess."

                                            >Anon leans back and watches himself in the reflection of the bar.

                                            >"You remember this day?"

                                            "I remember the fries I'm eating taste like dirt."

                                            >From the corner of your eye, you catch sight of you spitting your fries out back onto your plate.

                                            >Anon puts his hands behind his head. "Think about what'd happen if we went over there..."

                                            "A blue box would probably show up and we'd get punched."

                                            >Anon chuckles. "I mean it. Think how different EVERYTHING would have been if we weren't at the house for some reason tomorrow."

                                            >You sip your soda and think of all the possibilities.

                                            >Never meeting the girls, never meeting Lo', actually aging, not to mention all the adventures.

                                            >You scratch at the table.

                                            "Wouldn't change it, personally."

                                            >Anon looks around. "Yeah...too many memories."

                                            >You grab your glass and raise it.

                                            "To whatever?"

                                            >Anon clinks his drink against yours.

                                            >"To whatever."


                                            >It was later at night now, the sun had set and the only light came from the nearby auto dealerships.

                                            >You and Anon sit on a bench across from the old apartment, both of you staying quiet as you recounted the day's events.

                                            >The two of you had walked around school and seen everyone you hadn't seen in so long, all just how you remembered them.

                                            >You let out a long drawn out sigh.

                                            "It's weird looking back..."

                                            >"REALLY weird."

                                            "You think Terry had that kid with that waitress after we left?"

                                            >"Probably.  What do you think the class looked like when we graduated?"

                                            "Long hair, long bears and little sleep."

                                            >"Pffft! I wonder what they thought after we left."

                                            >You're both silent for a while.

                                            "...Probably that we died."

                                            >Anon crosses his arms. "Yeah..."

                                            >He glances over at a collection of payphones. "Hey..."

                                            >You turn your head and look at it as well.

                                            >"Should we...call our families?"

                                            >You look at him.

                                            >"For like...a final message?"

                                            >You think about it for a minute.

                                            >A last message to mom and dad...

                                            "That could be cool..."


                                            >Anon smiles and leads you to one of the phones.

                                            >You grab the receiver and dial the number, you end up only getting the machine.

                                            >Words escape you. You just end up talking.

                                            "Uhm...hi Mom, Dad. It's me. I uhm...just called to say I love you all that..."

                                            >You wipe a not-tear from your eye.

                                            "Aaaand just wanted to say that I think about you guys a lot and what you're doing and...to stay safe and happy, you know?"

                                            >Everything else just sort of dies in your throat.

                                            "So...good-bye."

                                            >You hand up the phone and step out of the booth, Anon meeting your shortly afterwards.

                                            "Think this'll help them after...tomorrow?"

                                            >Anon sighs. "I hope so..."

                                            >White smoke seeps up from the ground around the two of you, similar in nature to the kind you saw when you came.

                                            "Back off to whatever..."

                                            >The smoke rises and engulfs the two of you, sending you back to your insane and crazy life that you wouldn't change a moment of.