Discomfort

[Laugh Track]

(September 1st, open to all not in the other thread.)

Hooves shuffled on the ground, ears folded back as the male stared straight up at the tapestries. What he saw disgusted him. 

Flim and Flam the HONEST?


Trixie the Generous?


And Chrysalis...LOVE!?

Even Derpy Hooves was up there as Intelligence. What kind of hippy dippy screwy world was this?! "I can't with this place. I can't. Close the curtain. I'm like...outie here."

[Deleted]

"It is rather different from what you're used to, isn't it?"

Sunset would likely be very different from what Laugh Track was used to, too. She had gotten the feeling that the newcomers weren't used to the surroundings. She didn't know any of them all that well, of course, but the element of magic wasn't going to just ignore the fact that they could have been uncomfortable. Awkward though she was, Sunset thought that maybe she could help them adjust. At least... She hoped she could. If not, then she wouldn't be a very good princess. ...Not that she understood entirely what it meant to be a princess yet, but still.

"You're one of the ones that's not from this world, correct? I'm Sunset Shimmer," she said. Sunset extended a hoof in greeting that was accompanied by a little smile. So far, so good. She could only hope that things went well from there.

"May I ask your name?"

[Laugh Track]

The male jumped slightly. Alright more than slightly, up in the air almost to the mid section of the tapestries. He stared at the strange alicorn before him. He shifted back on his tall feet, nervously looking back and forth. Sunset Shimmer was a story, someone Twilight Sparkle, princess of friendship had told them about. A selfish former student of Princess Celestia, cruel, snobby. This wasn't the pony he saw before him. She had kind eyes, a soft smile, nothing like he'd heard about.

"Uh, yes...yep...way different Miss Shimmer, m'am...Princess?!" He grinned sheepishly, offering a nervous laugh not unlike his father's.

"Sure! My name's Laugh Track. Um...Princess!" He shook her hoof nervously. And kept shaking it. "Soooo you're the princess here, huh? That's cool. Does that mean you're the...element of magic?"

[Crumble Pie]

"Iiiiii don't like this. I don't like it at all."

Crumble took off his glasses, wiped them on his vest, then put them back on again, as though the screwed up world he was seeing was the fault of the lenses rather than the world around him. When everything looked just the same as it did before - no surprise, as that was the fifth time he'd done that already this morning - the young colt sighed. He took a moment to smooth his shirt collar, even though it already looked neat and didn't really need it, as he stared dejectedly up at the tapestries the older male had just been looking at.

None of it made a lick of sense. And since his mother routinely made a habit of defying physics in a way Crumble still hadn't managed to wrap his head around, it really was saying something if this place made even less sense than that.

He supposed on the plus side, he didn't have to worry about getting pie or cake or any other of his parents' messy joke items spilled all over him here, as seemed to be the norm back home. Crumble didn't think of himself as a clumsy colt; somehow, though, he always ended up being at the butt of every joke back home, and it got really old really fast. At least here, he could maintain his dignity. For whatever that was worth.

Finally, the colt decided he'd kept to himself long enough and turned to look at the two ponies he could see just the corridor. One was a colt not much older than him, who similarly wore glasses; the other he didn't recognise at all. But as an alicorn princess, she had to be important; Crumble bent in a low bow as he approached Sunset Shimmer, his muzzle nearly touching the ground.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice who you were right away," he apologised awkwardly, without looking up. He probably should have prostrated himself the instant she entered the room, or something; only having ever met one princess before - and that princess being a close friend of his mother's who hadn't wanted to be treated formally - Crumble had very little clue what proper etiquette was.