What was that explosion I heard? Are there terrorists or something? Jonathon wondered, staring at the LG television.

"Guards, I may need to go to a hospital, I'm hallucinating." Obama said, nervously.

"Mr. President, your not hallucinating. We see the character as well."

Hello, my name is Twilight Sparkle.

"Wait a minute, did you just talk a second ago?" Asked the president.

"Yes. I said my name is Twilight Sparkle." Answered the purple pony. "What is your name?"

"My name is Barack Obama, president of the United States of America, one of the wealthiest countries on Earth."

"President? So your like a king?"

"No, no, no. Our government is a democracy, not a monarchy."

"Sorry."

"Don't apologize." Obama said trying not to laugh. "How in God's name did you get here." Wait… God.

I pray that God will help us, but…

I'll have to hear her side of the story first.

"I was working on a project in my castle. It was to discover new lands throughout the world." Twilight answered, a little nervous. "But somehow I created a portal. I looked into the portal and saw you giving your speech about a disaster."

"Yes, I'm afraid our allies cannot help us." He said, drooping his head. "The ash clouds from Yellowstone, a super volcano, will cover the whole of our country, we will be without sun. Our citizens will die by the lack of oxygen. The ash clouds could stay in the sky for at least ten years."

"Well, I have an idea." She used the magic from her horn to open her saddlebags. She pulled out a notepad and a quill. The president watched in awe as she used magic.

Dear Princess Celestia,

The project was a success. I opened a portal to a different world, and met a leader of a whole country. His name is Barack Obama. His country is soon to be covered by ash clouds from a super volcano. The ash clouds will last for around decade. He has allies, but none will help him. His people have nowhere to go, they will die.

Do you think we can help?

Your faithful student, Twilight Sparkle.

She cast a spell and the letter vanished into thin air.

"I'm sure she will answer back soon." Twilight said, reassuringly.

Soon enough a letter appeared in front of the pony with the pink and purple mane.

She read it out loud:

Dear Princess Twilight Sparkle,

I understand your worries, so ask this leader how many citizens live in his country?

"About three hundred and twenty million." Obama interrupted.

Twilight gulped and then continued.

If the number is not too high, then I have no problem with them living in Equestria.

Please answer soon,

Princess Celestia

"Okay let me mail her back." Twilight said, worried.

Dear Princess Celestia,

He says he has somewhere around three hundred and twenty million.

Your faithful student,

Twilight Sparkle

And then she sent it.


Jonathon turned off the TV an hour ago.

I just don't understand what is going on. Jonathon wondered. He has been behind stage for a while now. Not even the guards have left.

The door to the apartment suddenly burst open.

"Jonathon, come on and pack your things we have to go to Washington, DC." His mom, Melissa said in a hurry.

"Why, what in the hell is going on?" Jonathon begged.

"The President is asking states in sets of two to have there citizens sent to the capitol. There is no traveling by air, it's too dangerous. Amtrak is letting people on for free."

"Yes, but why?"

"Because Yellowstone is erupting. We have no allies and Obama met someone, or actually I should say somepony, who can help."

"Don't make fun of my favorite show." Jonathon yelled, offended.

"Actually, I'm not making fun." She pulled out her phone and opened up the HLN news website and played a video.

In the video Obama walked out from behind stage smiling and Twilight Sparkle following.

"Is this another edited video?" Jonathon asked annoyed.

His mom paused it. "This is on the HLN website. It's official."

She clicked play. "We have someone here, who can help us with our problem."

"Now pack your things so we can go. The Amtrak leaves at ten, that's only a few hours."

And with that Jonathon began packing his things, wondering, hoping, praying that what he saw in that video was real.

Could it be true? Is Twilight Sparkle real, and just what could Obama need her help with?