Pablo walked into his kitchen to get a bowl of cereal. As he walked he noticed that suddenly he was moving in a downwards trajectory, passing by a pinkish light. To his complete and utter confusion, he was then falling through an exceptionally bright blue sky.

Pablo was relieved to see that the sudden downward movement he had found himself in had been stopped slowly. He had a slight pain under his armpits where he had been stopped a little too suddenly at the beginning.

A few minutes later he was placed down on his feet. He looked to whatever had saved him, expecting the worst. He felt a slight shock as he saw a small cyan pegasus with a shock of rainbow hair on its head and tail.

He stepped back at the shock that his bad luck hadn't embodied itself as a lovecraftian creature that would drive him instantly insane after being saved from death.

"Oh, are you okay?" The pony said, "Where did you even come from?"

Pablo had read enough poorly written fanfiction to understand what was going to go on here. It was at this point that he realised that, even with this amazing opportunity to find out a lot about magic and the intrinsic nature of reality through interacting with beings that he thought of as fictional, all he really wanted to do was go home and eat his breakfast.

"Oh no, did you get brain damage from the fall? How many hooves am I holding up?" Rainbow Dash said, worried at the prolonged silence.

"I'm from a different universe, none of the details I know really matter. Which way to Twilight Sparkle?"

"Uh, just walk that way into town and ask for more directions when you see another pony. Hey, are you sure you're okay?"

"I'll be better when I get my cereal."

Pablo walked towards the obnoxiously coloured houses and shops. He passed a shop selling a multitude of beautiful looking flowers. Pablo saw a pony working there and remembered hearing that the best people to go to for directions were workers in small shops like this, as you knew they would definitely be both polite and local.

"Excuse me, which way should I go to get to Twilight Sparkle's place of residence?" He asked, putting on his nicest, and most fake, façade.

"AAAAAAA, A MONSTER!" replied the flower arranging pony, running at full speed in whichever direction lead furthest away from the bipedal, hairless, ape that had just imitated the equine language to her, no doubt as a ruse to pull her into a false sense of security. She ran and ran, telling every pony she saw to leave their belongings and escape from Ponyville.

"Perfect," Pablo sighed, "That's exactly what I wanted to happen."

Pablo walked the streets looking for any signs of life. A single pony's screams seemed to be very effective at evacuating a town here. As he turned a corner near a large pink building, which was next to several other, smaller, pink buildings, Pablo saw a pink blur shooting towards him.

"Are you the monster, you don't look like a monster, can you speak, well, all animals and creature can talk in some way or another, but can you speak equine, because I heard you can, but can you understand it, or do you just say it like a parrot?"

"Jesus Christ, shut up. I woke up, like, 30 minutes ago, then I fell into the sky. I just want my cereal."

"You don't make sense, mister" Pinkie said, about to leave.

"Wait, I need to get to Twilight Sparkle, only she can help me." Pablo said, raising his hand to emphasize his desperation.

"Sure, I was going to go there anyway." She lead him down a few winding streets.

A few minutes passed, as Pablo thought.

"Sorry, I'm just thinking about something, do you mind If I think out loud for a second?" Pablo asked

"Go for it, I want to hear how a monster thinks."

"Well, I'm not a monster, I'm a human. This is Ponyville in Equestria, right?"

"Yep-a-doodle."

"Well, where I'm from, this is the setting of a children's cartoon about friendship and life lessons and all that dumb shit. That's how I know to go to Twilight."

Pinkie Pie stopped walking and thought about this as Pablo continued on, walking straight ahead, deep in his own contemplation.

"But, if I'm here, then this couldn't possibly just be a cartoon, it must be it's own reality. But, does that mean that all cartoons have their own universes, and is every universe a cartoon to another universe? What do you think?" He turned to look at his walking companion, who happened to not be with him.

"Great, how am I going to find my way now?"

Fluttershy put down a special treat for her special pet, Angel bunny. He really liked carrots, but Fluttershy knew that too many can be bad for a bunny. Unfortunately she had to learn this the hard way, but now she knew better, and Angel wouldn't need to deal with that again. Just as she placed it down, she heard a familiar bouncing sound. She turned her head and saw, as expected, a pink pony bounding towards her.

"Hey, Pinkie," she said, trying to get her friend's attention

Pinkie looked down to Fluttershy, "Oh, hey Flutters. Reality isn't real. Did you know we're all in a cartoon?"

"Pinkie, what are you talking about?"

Pinkie stopped bouncing, landing on the spot the had previously been filled with Angel. She looked down at the blood.

"Oops, anyway, this tall hairless ape told me that he's from the real reality, and this is all just a kids cartoon. Nothing we do really matters. Gotta go."

Fluttershy looked down at the spot that had been her pet rabbit, and the paste that had been his carrot. She then realised that all of Pinkie's nonsensical ramblings must have been her subconscious telling her that this was a dream. Yes, that was it, nothing more than a simple dream. She decided to walk into town. As she was now lucid, she could do anything. She wanted the town to be completely clear. If this was accurate, it would only be further proof that this was nothing more than a silly old dream.

Pablo had been wandering around the small town for about fifteen minutes before he stumbled upon an extremely large tree in the middle of the street, with a door and windows. He walked up and knocked on the door. When it opened, a small purple reptile stood before him.

"TWILIGHT, THE MONSTER IS HERE" The dragon screamed before running away from the perceived threat

"I'm not a monster." Pablo replied to the space that Spike no longer occupied. He was starting to get tired of being called a monster.

Fluttershy walked through the empty streets of her dream. She noticed that this was very realistic, even for a lucid dream. The apples even tasted exactly right. Fluttershy remembered that she had been told that you can't read in a dream. She decided to test this out by going to Twilight's library and trying to read one of the books.

Pinkie Pie was bouncing down by Sweet Apple Acres. Everyone seemed to have gone away, faster than a standard evacuation, even though everypony had decided to leave by routes nowhere near the farm. It was at this point that it dawned on Pinkie that her actions must have caused the cartoon executives to cancel the show. That must be where everyone had gone to. She would need to go to the main stage of the show and make a plea to the creators. As every adventure so far had been based somehow around Twilight, she needed to go there and make a good argument to the suits as to why she should stay on the air.

Pablo was enjoying a small package of tiny cookies that he found in his back pocket. He lazily pushed them into his mouth as Twilight and Spike looked through several books on the subject of interdimensional travel. Unfortunately, it was becoming very apparent that there were no forms of magic that would allow you to both choose you destination and stay there indefinitely.

"Hey, you're doing a really good job," Pablo said, in between cookies, "Keep it up."

"Look, we have lots of books to look though. If you want this to go faster, you could always help us." Twilight replied, magically flipping through another book.

"You are a librarian and a researcher. If I thought anyone could be good at looking through books, it would be you. Now, chop chop!" Pablo continued to eat his snacks.

Twilight sighed as she put the current book down onto a small pile behind her and picked another up with the lavender glow of her magic.

"WAIT! STOP!" A shrill voice squeaked loudly, "I can't let you take my world off the air!"

Pablo looked towards the door and saw a bright pink pony looking up at the ceiling, staring at nothing in particular.

"I know I live in a cartoon, but please let us stay. I swear, I'll keep this a secret. Pinkie promise!"

Pablo stared at her. He was now sure that his bad luck had recently decided to be more creative with it's fuckery.

"Pinkie, you aren't a cartoon character." He sighed.

"But you said..."

"I said that where I'm from, there's a cartoon like this. If you'd have fucking listened, I also said that this is definitely not a cartoon, because I'm here, so it's its own universe. Why can nobody listen to me?"

Pinkie looked down at her hooves. "But, where is everypony?"

"They evacuated because they though I was a monster! You already knew that! That's why I had to rely on you to get me here. Nice job, by the way."

As they cleared up that subplot, Fluttershy walked in, dragging her own behind her.

"Oh, hi everyone. I just want to test something. Wait right there, and I'll talk with you in a second," Fluttershy said, striding to a bookshelf.

Pablo stared at her then quickly looked to Twilight. "You heard her, get back to your books."

"Hey, what are you doing, Fluttershy?" Twilight said, seeing her friend walk to the bookshelf holding the less savory novels.

"Twilight, she said to leave her alone. Get back to the books. Jesus Christ."

"Pablo, why are you telling me, but not Spike? Is this a race thing, or a gender thing?"

"It's a, "Spikes doing his fucking job, but you aren't" thing, dipshit. You've trained spike to be a good servant. You, however, might need to take a leaf out of your slave's book to learn how to be a good public servant."

"Nope. No more. Spike, stop what you're doing. We'll let Pablo wait until he can learn some manners." Twilight scowled at Pablo and walked to Fluttershy, who was entirely engrossed in her book.

"Fluttershy, is everything okay? What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I thought I said to wait for me to be finished over here. Is my lucidity fading out or something?"

Twilight cocked an eyebrow, "Fluttershy, do you think you're dreaming right now?"

"Yes. Why else would Pinkie have stomped on Angel bunny and told me reality wasn't real? Obviously that was my subconscious telling me I'm dreaming."

Pablo looked over at the yellow pony. "Pinkie thought your entire world was a cartoon that was being cancelled. Your rabbit's dead and you just read a porno book in front of your friends. Twilight, if you would please get back to the books, I would happily shut up until I've left."

Fluttershy's eyes welled up. "A-Angel? Pinkie, why?" That was all she could get out before she began crying heavily.

As Fluttershy broke down, two people who held themselves like agents burst in and pointed seemingly highly advanced guns straight at Pablo.