Chapter 2: Where am I?
Crystal woke up in a ditch, as she had left herself. But something was different: the ditch wasn't dirt like the one in Ponyville. In fact, she didn't know what it was made of!
"That's odd..." she thought aloud. She got up and looked around. She couldn't recognize anything here. The buildings looked a cross between Canterlot and their own thing, the roads were made out of the same materials as the ditch, there were these multicolored wheeled creatures running on them, and the ponies...wait a minute! What ponies? There were none. Instead, there were these hairy, weird looking things. There was one thing Crystal recognized, though: the scent of marijuana smoke. She tried to follow it, but couldn't. 'That could only mean one thing: It's coming from everywhere!' she thought.
"I love this place already!" she screamed, bringing attention to herself. But she didn't care. Hopefully, she could find someone who dealt drugs for her.
She walked over to one of the hairy things, who was obviously smoking a joint and said, "Excuse me! Where can I get on of those?"
The hairy thing was silent for a minute, then burst into laughter. "You... you-don't know where to get dis!?" it said, identifying it as a male. "How long you been here?"
"As far as I know, about 3 minutes," Crystal answered truthfully.
"Oh...Well, follow me, and I'll show you!" said the hairy guy, and he stood up, stomped out his joint, and led Crystal to one of the wheeled creatures.
"What is that thing!?" Crystal asked, panicking slightly.
"Relax, it's just a car!" answered the hairy guy. "Damn, foo. You must really love yo' weed in order to freak out at a common sight like these!"
"Common!? I've never seen one of those in my life!" Crystal exclaimed, bringing unwanted attention to herself and the hairy guy. And by that, I of course mean the cops.
"Where you from, girl?"
"Ponyville."
"Ponyville-Oh, wait!" he started. "I'm not the guy you exactly want, I'll just hook you up with weed. You want my friend, Jacob and his sister! But after we get you some weed. Get in da car."
"Car?"
"Yeah. Da ting dat yo' apparently afraid of."
"Oh, that thing!"
"Yeah, 'dat ting'."
Crystal got in the car and closed the door, looking at her hoof for the first time. Or, I shouldn't say hoof, because it wasn't. Instead, it had five long bendy things attached to a flat thingy.
"Sweet Celestia! Where are my hooves!?"
"What hooves?" the thing asked.
"The one's I've had since I was born!" Crystal screamed, panicking again.
"I think Jacob'll explain all dis shit to you when we get there. But until den, just go wit' me. I'll take ya ta ma supplier," he said, and he took the wheel, getting them the hell out of there before the cops from earlier could get there.