"Angel? I don't think we're in Ponyville anymore," I said.

"Mommy! Look! A pony! Can I keep her? Please?" said a strange little creature pointing to me.

"No, honey," said her mother.

"But mom!" she said.

"No means no," said her mother.

"But she can talk!" she said.

"Ponies can't talk, sweetie," said her mother.

"This one can!" she said.

"Show her, pony!" said the little girl.

I didn't say anything. I didn't want to leave my friends forever.

"Come on, pony. I know you can talk," she said.