Thought this fanfic was dead? You thought wrong.

Seriously, I don't own My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.

After roughly half an hour, my work was finished. I now had a wallet with a cool 20 bits in it. Luckily, finding to do next was not that difficult, as my stomach rumbled and I realized I haven't eaten at all since I entered Equestria. I flew around for a while until I found Sugarcube Corner. With its' gingerbread roof it was unmistakable.

Mrs. Cake was operating the counter today. Soon I walked outside, holding a bag with 3 cupcakes inside in my mouth, with 14 bits left in my wallet. I plopped it down on the nearby table and pulled out a cupcake. My eyes widened as I bit into it. It was still warm, and way more pleasant than any other treat I'd ever eaten; and that was quite saying something. Delicious as it was, I forced myself to eat slowly and savor it, rather than gobble them down all at once. As I enjoyed my treats, my eyes wandered, and I caught my breath as I noticed Rarity passing by. I'd thought her pretty enough in the cartoon, but with everything all real, she looked seriously beautiful.

Realizing I'd been staring, I quickly tore my eyes away, my face turning a deep scarlet as I resumed my lunch.

I whirled around in the air. Maybe it was a bit reckless, pushing myself to fly so fast when I was pretty much still adjusting to new body, but if you ever knew what flying felt like, you wouldn't be able to blame me. It didn't actually feel like floating – it required muscle strain as I beat my wings firmly and quickly, thrusting my front legs in front of me and hind legs behind to gain more speed, so it really felt more like swimming. But either way, it was awesome. Finally, I flew down to land and rest. I galloped along the ground for a few moments before steadying myself and sat down. Looking around, I found myself in the Everfree Forest. Anxiety rose up within me as I realized that aside from just making sure I just didn't crash into something, I completely neglected to pay attention to my surroundings...

I felt some of my strength returning as I sat down for a while, trying to ignore the sense of foreboding bubbling up within me. I started reassuring myself. Nothing's going to happen, James. You're just being paranoid as usual. You'll be fine.

I began to calm down, but this was quickly shattered. I leaped to my feet – well, hooves – and stared at the rustling plants. Soon I found myself face to face with a manticore, licking its' lips and displaying its' rows of shark-like teeth.

You were saying?

I quickly leaped aside and dodged its' enormous scorpion tail. Sizzling green poison splattered the ground where I once was. I shuddered, then quickly hopped backwards just in time to avoid another strike. The manticore changed tactics and took a swipe at me with its' titanic paw. I leaped aside, but it just barely wasn't enough. I yelled out in pain as one of its' talon-like claws grazed my left wing. Blood dripped from my new wound.

Seeing my own blood made me feel sickly and dizzy. But I didn't have time for that. I don't know what I was thinking, but I ran straight at the manticore, catching it by surprise. I jumped at its' face and kicked off its' forehead, landing behind it. Not even looking where I was going, I galloped as fast as I could, putting as much distance between me and the monster as possible. I forced myself to ignore the rising pain in my legs and the burning in my wing as I ran further and further into the woods.

Finally, I dared to look behind me. The beast was nowhere to be seen. I exhaled in relief and plopped down on the ground, closing my eyes and trying to steady my rapidly beating heart. I strained to stay awake as exhaustion overtook me. If I fell unconscious all the way out here, something would surely find me and eat me. I got up and saw smoke rising from a clearing and began slowly clopping toward it. Finally I reached the edge and found it to be Zecora's hut. Looks like for once, luck was on my side. I took two more steps forward before I couldn't take it anymore. My wing and legs were killing me. I fell forward and slowly blacked out.

When I woke up, I was leaning against a wall with a bowl of some liquid pressed to my lips. I obediently drank it. Instantly, I felt better. The burning in my lungs, legs and wing ceased. My heartbeat slowed until it was normal. I The bowl lowered and I looked up into the friendly black-and-white striped face of Zecora. I flexed and looked at my wing. It was perfectly fine, as though there were never a wound there in the first place.

"Thanks," I said. "You probably just saved my life."

"Think nothing of it," she replied. "'Twas a pleasure. It required no drastic measure."

I chuckled a bit at her rhyme. Then here expression turned serious. "But what were you doing so deep in the forest, especially at this time of day?"

I looked away sheepishly, feeling my face turn hot as blood rushed to it in embarrassment. "Well... I was practicing my flying and, er...didn'tlookwhereIwasgoing."

She didn't look surprised. "Well, you're lucky, but now you should go yonder. You don't want to be here much longer..."

I looked out the window and saw she was right. The sun was beginning to set.

"Ah, yes. Thanks again!"

I walked outside and took to the air, flying toward ponyville. I thought about where to sleep, but decided to just try sleeping outside. I flew toward a nearby cloud, and the moment I plopped down on it, I never wanted to get up again. The impossibly soft feeling was euphoric. Take the most comfortable cushion you can imagine, then multiply that by six. You still wouldn't even be close to describing what a cloud felt like. In almost no time at all, I fell into a deep sleep.

As always, hope you enjoyed that!

Also Reven, nice job! Wasn't actually intended to be a subtle reference, but I did indeed get that from Megamind!(I love that movie.)