w-what if they took ya away?” Tears were threatening to start as they formed at the corners of her eyes. “I don’t wanna hear it Jonathan Apple!” she interrupted, “The point is ya’ll broke the most important rule yesterday! What if somepony saw you!? What if they formed a mob and chased after ya!? What if. I haven’t seen it since back when ya’ took me on trips to visit Rarity in that saddlebag back when I was a baby! I’ve never got to see any of the really cool things there before yesterday! There was-” “But,” Johnny looked around distraught, “I miss looking around Ponyville. We don’t know how the ponyfolk will react if they see you.” The point is something might have happened. The farm mare sighed, “That ain’t the point Johnny. “I went in ta Ponyville, but it’s not like anything bad happened.” he tried to counter. “And what did you do yesterday?” AJ asked. Looking down at the floor he replied, “Don’t go wandering out into Ponyville.” “Oh it ain’t is it? What is the number one rule that ya have Johnny?” Johnny's eyes grew in surprise, “What?! B-but Applejack, that just ain’t fair!”
“Now as for Johnny,” said Applejack in stern voice “You’ll be helping out Big Mac with the hard work as punishment for yesterday.” “And Ah’ll be applebuckin’ in the east fields. “Alrighty then,” Applejack began “Big Mac, you’ll be plowing the southern fields ta’ make room for the new saplings’.” He responded with a nod. Granny Smith was humming a simple tune has she washed the dishes with young Apple Bloom on a stool helping her old grandma as the other three Apples sat at the table planning out their chores for the day. The Sun was peeking over the horizon as the Apple family finished up their breakfast. “Oh I’m sure that Applejack wouldn’t mind letting you eat a few apples.” “What! But I didn’t- can we at least have breakfast first?” Twilight sat back up and rubbed her chin, “They are, aren't they.” She levitated the baby dragon onto her back, “Come on Spike, we’re going to Sweet Apple Acres, I have to talk to Applejack!” Spike facepalmed, “There are no books on him Twilight! I bet that your new friends are the closest things to experts on whatever Johnny is.” “T-there might have been something.” she said as her ears deflated on her head and hung her head. After a moment of silence in which the unicorn didn’t’ answer, Spike continued, “You don’t even know, do you?” “Then why are you looking through all these books?” He gestured to all the books that littered the floor. “But Spike!” the messy unicorn whined, “He’s a brand new species!” The little dragon sighed, “Listen Twilight, I know you’re really excited about learning about Johnny but you can’t let this one take control of you for who knows how long! You promised your friends you wouldn’t treat him like an experiment.” “B-but.” Twilight protested as she began to visible deflate. “Umm, Twilight, that kinda just looks like a small minotaur.” Spike, still in his morning daze, pushed away from the book to take a look. “I found it Spike! After searching for it all night I finally found something that looks like Johnny!” She smashed his face into the book, “Look at this! Doesn’t it look like Johnny?” The excited mare looked up at her assistant with a Pinkie size smile and levitated him down. “Twilight, what’s with all this excitement first thing in the morning?” The little assistant mumbled from atop the stairs. “YES! Yesyesyesyes!” Twilight began prancing about the room. She tried holding it in but soon the excitement became too much. Twilight’s eyes widened as she took in a deep breath. The purple unicorn blinked a few times and then looked again, on the picture was a slightly blurred image of a bipedal creature walking across a field. She stared blankly at the picture for a few moments trying to process the contents of the picture. Twilight moaned in aggravation as she walked to the book. It landed on the floor revealing two pages with a very peculiar image. She knocked down the book on her desk down with a swipe of her hooves. She began to lash out as the pain of her headache increase in intensity. A dull aching pain began throbbing in her head. whatever the thing Johnny is!” She lifted her jaw from the book and shook her head. “I’ve searched all night to find something on. Then she flipped the page with her hoof her frustration so great that she did not bother to use magic. When the lavender mare reached the end of each page she groaned in frustration. Her only occasional movement was the twitching of her eyes as she scanned the pages. She remained still like a statue as she eyed the contents of the book.
Twilight Sparkle was sitting at her desk, her snout firmly planted within the pages of a book. It was the early hours of dawn before Princess Celestia even contemplates raising the sun.