=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.