"The years start coming and they don't stop coming, and they don't stop coming, and they don't stop coming, and they don't stop coming..."

Enjoy the new chapter everyone while I try to fix this stupid thing!

"...and they don't stop coming, and they don't stop coming, and they don't stop coming..."

"So, you need me to fix this for you by sending you back to your own time zone?" Twilight inquired of TD. He had explained to her how her spell had dragged him from the future into the past and that he needed her to send him back.

"Twilight, if you don't do this I could cause much more damage than I've probably already done," TD said to her while trying to keep himself calm. Twilight felt some disappointment inside of her when he said that. She wanted so badly to know what his connection to her future was, but if it was as bad as he claimed it was she knew she'd have to sacrifice such knowledge for the safety of Equestria. It was frustrating, but she knew it was also necessary.

"Alright," she managed while lowering her head. Then she yawned. "But can that wait for tomorrow?"

"Of course," TD agreed with a nod. "Sleep well, Twilight. I'll see you in the AM."

With a glow of his horn, TD was gone and Twilight sighed in slight defeat.

"Well, I guess there goes that idea," she muttered. "That was kind of surprising to find him here in my room... so why do I NOT think it's creepy?"

She sighed and decided to sleep it off, for it was a question she couldn't answer. Tomorrow, she had a big day ahead of her.

The night was quite relaxing in Ponyville usually. Crickets chirped in the fields, the stars shone bright and beautiful in the sky, and the moonlight illuminated the town with a calm and pretty glow. A perfect atmosphere for a good night's sleep.

Unfortunately for a certain pony in Sugarcube Corner, his night sleep was about to be disrupted.

"You're saying I can take the Ponticac Firebird AND the El Camino for only a thousand bucks? What a deal," Chuck spoke aloud in his sleep, deep into a muscle car ridden dream. Suddenly, piercing though his dream, he heard a loud scream that belonged to someone he was rather familiar with at this point.

"MOTHER!"

"D'ah! What? Huh, who's that?" Chuck jerked awake. "Wonder if everything's alright..." He remarked, rolling out of bed. "Something had better be wrong. I really wanted that El Camino," He grumbled.

Then he heard the voice again from Pinkie's room.

"Mother! Come back! Please!"

"What?" Chuck spoke aloud to himself, hearing this. "Uh, hey Pinkie, couldn't help but hear you crying out really loudly and..." he spoke to her as he let himself into her room to see what was the matter, but what he saw made him gasp in shock.

"What in the world!?" he exclaimed. In place of Pinkie Pie, he saw what was undoubtedly a Changeling. Granted, it had several traits about it that made it look different from other Changelings, such as a pink mane and a pair of pink wings; both of which were full of holes like its legs. It's horn was also a bit larger than most and it seemed to have smaller fangs. As he looked on, the Changeling tossed about on the bed in a troubled sleep.

"Mother..." he heard it speak, and it only made his shock rise. It sounded exactly like Pinkie Pie!

"What?" He exclaimed. He knocked loudly on the wall of her room. "Hey!" He called out, trying to get it's attention. The Changeling's eyes opened partially and it sat up on the bed, making Chuck at first believe that it was awake. Until he heard it speak again in a state that clearly meant it was still asleep.

"Chuckie... oh, what am I gonna do...? I have to tell him..." it said, sounding regretful. It's eyes filled up with some tears, and he noticed they looked very much like Pinkie's eyes, but they lacked a pupil.

"Those eyes... I know those eyes..." he remarked. "Pinkie? Is that really you?" His heart began to beat faster.

Just then, he heard a crash just inside a closet in Pinkie's room, followed by a soft laugh.

"Well, RIP that idea," the voice said. It was a male's voice, and it sounded like he had been trying to stay quiet.

"Oh great. This just keeps getting better and better," the red stallion grumbled, picking up a nearby... piniata stick. "Guess it's the best I've got," he muttered.

"That stick wouldn't help much against me," the mysterious figure said from within the closet. The doors then fell open and a unicorn figure dropped in, red as blood and with a pair of sunglasses. TD groaned.

"Next time, I'm using the Batcoon form," he mumbled, then looked to Chuck. "Welp! I'm a mannequin. You see nothing..."

"I can't even think of the right word to assess all this," Chuck remarked under his breath. "What are you doing here, closet boy?"

"Trying to help a friend, but it seems I got here a little too late," TD groaned. "Name's TD, and please don't ask what it stands for." He glanced at Pinkie Pie, who had settled down somewhat on the bed. "I see you've already discovered Pinkie's secret, one that only the Apples know by now."

"So, really is her, huh?" Chuck remarked, looking at her.

"Mhm!" TD agreed. "And check this out. Her disguise?"

TD walked over to the bed and made his horn glow. All of a sudden, pink flames engulfed her body for a brief second and Chuck now saw her as he normally did. Then the disguise fell back down, then came back up. TD gave him a grin.

"See the similarities?" he asked.

"Well I'm not blind," Chuck replied. TD gave a fake pout.

"Hurtful, Chuck. Is that any way to treat the one who brought you to this world in the first place, even if it was an accident on my part?" TD chuckled, walking up a wall and onto the ceiling, where his glasses fell off and revealed his real eyes, now glowing brightly in the dim light of the room.

"What? Huh?" Chuck exclaimed, unable to say anything.

"Oh don't be so scared," TD laughed. "You probably won't remember any of this anyways once I'm gone." He gave Chuck a dead stare. "Yes, I'm reason you're here. You see, I'm an entity stuck in the wrong time period. I was trying to get back to my own, and then I screwed it all up and instead teleported you here." His form switched to his Changeling form and he gave a smirk. "I'm like Discord, kid. But much, much more powerful. Expect weird things from me."

He descended to the floor slowly, righting himself as he hit the floor.

"In hindsight, maybe I should have stayed in bed. That Firebird dream was getting good," Chuck muttered.

"Probably," TD nodded. "But everything happens for a reason. Now tell me... does Pinkie know about your own secret yet?"

"Um... no." He shook his head. "It's not like I'm not gonna tell her at some point, but how do you just spring that on someone, right?" He laughed a little.

TD gave him a raised brow. "Look man, keeping a secret from someone close to you, however close... it can ruin relationships. Besides, don't you think you'd be a bit hypocritical on her if you didn't? She wants to tell you about her own, and that should make it just as easy for you. She has a secret about her true identity, you have the same." He smirked. "Not to mention, I spilled the beans for Twilight. She knows that you are what I am: a human in the body of something else, far from home."

"I literally said I was going to tell her. I'll even tell her over brunch tomorrow if you can ease off the relationship therapy," Chuck replied.

"Oh, she told you already?" TD got a look of admiration, as if he knew her on a much deeper level than just an acquaintance. "That's my princess!"

"Yeah. Don't worry. She already grilled me along with everyone else on Pinkie's friends list." He replied. "I've gotten the same talk from just about everyone in town, albeit she was the only one who mentioned... that," Chuck explained.

TD nodded. "Guess I'm a bit behind," he chuckled, then gave Chuck a serious expression. "Look man, I like you. I really like you... not in THAT way, but you're a nice guy on the whole, even if you're rough around the edges. But... I can't have you remembering this conversation." He gave Chuck a smile. "But, I'm not just gonna erase your mind all willy nilly. I'm gonna give you a choice. How much of this conversation or the info you've gathered here tonight do you want to remember? Whatever you choose, it can't involve knowing about me. Don't ask why, it's complicated."

"Just let me remember I'm going to tell her about who I really am. Kinda like I just decided that while I slept or something," he shrugged. "Frankly I'd rather forget everything else." He took another look at Pinkie. "Not as in I want to forget about this, but I know it's for the best that she tells me herself," he reasoned. TD smiled.

"Good choice, Chuck," he nodded. "Now, look into my eyes and let's get this over with."

TD's eyes suddenly changed to colorful spirals and he stared up into Chuck's eyes, giving off a hypnotic gaze.

"Hypnotizing me? I expected more," Chuck replied bluntly, his words starting to slur from the hypnotism.

"Oh, but this is where I am king," TD stated. "It's far more subtle than memory erasing spells. Annnd, boom!" Chuck was now fully under his spell and TD gave him his command. "The next time you get the chance, tell Pinkie who you really are. Also, forget that our conversation and you walking in on her secret ever happened."

"Yeah, whatever you say," the hypnotized stallion replied, still gruff and unorthodox whilst under the trance. "I'm going to bed," he said, droning back to bed like a zombie.

TD chuckled. "When I leave, the trance will end," he said, then his curved Changeling horn started to glow. As he disappeared, TD smirked and added, "Sweet dreams, Chuckie." Then he was gone completely.

That morning, the spell must have worked. Chuck remembered nothing but an aching reminder to tell Pinkie the truth.

"How did I go from that sweet sports car dream to that?" he pondered. "Oh well, dreams work in a weird way," he shrugged, brushing it off. "So... Guess today's the day," he said aloud, stepping out of his room. Almost around the same time, the door just across from his own opened and Pinkie Pie trotted out of her room.

"Good morning!" she called out, blowing a trumpet to top it off.

"Good morning to you too," he nodded. "Any plans for the day?" he asked her.

"Well, after I finish my deliveries, I'm thinking a little stroll on the outskirts of town!" Pinkie remarked. "You wanna join me when that comes?"

"Sounds like a setup for an untimely murder," Chuck remarked. "As long as it's someone else and not me, count me in!" he quipped.

"Shh!" Pinkie gave him a playful wink. "Don't blow my cover!" She giggled and then bounced down the stairs.

"You're joking, right?" he called. "I mean, even if you aren't, I don't judge. I've always considered myself a 'ride or die' type of guy anyway, but..."

He then realized at this point he was talking to himself.

"Right," he muttered. "Alright. Then. That's when I'll tell her, and that's when she'll be so freaked out that she'll never want to see me again," he remarked.

*Time skip*

"This has always been my favorite place to go to," Pinkie told Chuck later that day on the hike outside town. "I don't know why, but being all the way out here is always relaxing to me."

"Yeah, nothing better than a hike to remind one how out of shape they really are," Chuck coughed.

Pinkie giggled. "Maybe you should hike more often. It helps one stay more positive." She then noticed a small hill. "Here! This is my favorite spot of all, especially when the sun sets. It seems to remind me of something that I can't ever seem to recall."

"Yeah, sun sets do that," he replied, still wheezing for air. "Y'know, we could have watched the sun set from the roof of Sugarcube Corner, I could have made us some lemonade, coulda been some nice music playing. But hey, this is nice too," he griped. "How you tolerate me is beyond my comprehension," he added.

Pinkie giggled again. "That's a secret nopony may ever find out," she answered dramatically.

"Wow, almost makes it seem like my life has meaning," He replied to her dramatic act before finally catching up to her. Pinkie shook her head in amusement and then sat down on the hill looking out at the sun, which was slowly starting to reach it's sunset position.

"You know, interesting fact about sunsets," he began, sitting down beside her. "The sun sets in the west because it's the sun's way of telling everyone on the western part of the world that it hates them by choosing to lay on them, effectively crushing their homes every night," He said, making up a ludicrous story. Pinkie looked to him with a smirk.

"You made that up!" she laughed, giving his shoulder a small slug, not enough to hurt thankfully.

"Of course I made that up, it's ludicrous!" He laughed, his laugh settled into an awkward chuckle before he leaned back, over looking the view. Pinkie then looked back to him.

"Chuckie," she said, catching his attention. "Have you ever had any secrets that you never wanted to reveal to anypony because of how scared you were to tell them?" she asked. His jaw drooped and his brow arched, believing she knew what he was planning to do.

"Uh... yeah," he nodded. "It's really funny you mention that..." He stammered. "Because... I kind of have one of those types of secrets, and... I feel that it's... only right that I tell you," he explained. Pinkie looked surprised herself. She had intended to use that as a means to explain her own secret, but hearing that he had one to tell her she decided to let him tell her.

"Oh, what is it?" she inquired.

"Okay, this is probably going to surprise you. A lot," he said. "I am not who I say I am, like at all," he stated. "I'm from... another world. Another universe maybe. Long story short, I grew up in a body, culture, and world very different to this. I stood on two legs," He said, giving an example by standing on his hind legs, then falling back, hoping to lighten the mood with some slapstick. "I had things called arms, with hands. Picture Discord's talon but made of a fur-less flesh." He tried to explain it simply.

"But... I wasn't happy, I was alone in the world, I was working a dead end job, I was ready to..." He then made a crude gesture with his hooves to indicate hanging one's self. "But then... I woke up here one day. I don't know how, I have a very vague memory of a potential explanation. Even then, I have no idea. But what I do know is the time I've spent here has been the best part of my life, and you're to thank for that," he continued. "In the short time I've been here, you've been nicer to me than anyone where I used to live was for all twenty years of my life. So..." he sighed. "I understand if this is too much to take, and I understand if you don't want to be around me anymore, but I couldn't keep lying to you," he concluded.

Pinkie Pie was stunned by this confession. The emotions he gave off indicated that it was a very truthful answer, but it also confirmed what she had thought about him before. His scent being different, the emotions not feeling like a pony's, everything about him had been different. And now she knew why for real. It was a lot for her to take in, but when she did she understood.

He's like me, she reasoned. He also carries a secret about his true identity. Poor Chuckie...

She pondered her thoughts for a moment longer, then came to her conclusion on what to do about it.

Chuck suddenly found her nuzzling up against him while beaming an understanding smile.

"I know how you feel," she told him. "And... I understand. It's hard to explain to somepony else where you truly came from, especially if it's that bizarre!" She smiled. "But I don't hate you for it, and I don't want you to leave yet." She started to blush. "You've become... special to me, and I'd hate to not have you as my friend."

His face perked up hearing that, and he smiled warmly at her with a blush in his face.

"Thanks, you've grown rather special to me too," He smiled. Pinkie smiled back, then they both looked up in time to see the sun fully setting over the horizon to be replaced by the moon and stars.

"It's beautiful," she whispered.

"Yeah. Sure is," Chuck nodded, his voice diminishing to a whisper as well.

Pinkie was silent for a moment longer, then asked, "Chuckie... do the girls know about it too?"

"Twilight does for sure," he nodded. "I never told the others, but it's not as if Twilight doesn't talk," he answered.

"Just checking," she noted. "Because... well, I have something I need to let out too. But I don;t think I'm ready to tell anypony yet," she explained.

"Well... " he replied, "Just know, when you feel it's time, you can tell me. After all, I'd be a real hypocrite if I responded negatively to your secret, right?" He laughed. "Unless what you need to let out is gas, then I will react negatively," he teased. She looked to him with surprise, then smirked.

"Oh, you!" she giggled, then nuzzled up against him once more. She felt more secure now than she had before, knowing that he felt that way. And because he was honest, it made it all the better for her.

Now if only the girls will be able to understand, she thought to herself as they continued their stargazing.

"Now then, let me see..." TD muttered while looking over some kind of list. "This is gonna be a tricky spell for her to pull off. But as she's the only one permitted to perform the spell..." He sighed. "Oh dear me, why do I make these problems for myself?"

The sound of a door opening behind him made him turn to see Twilight walking in while peering over his shoulder.

"What's that?" she asked.

"The list of things we need for the spell," he answered bluntly. "And it's not gonna be easy. See for yourself..."

TD handed her the list and Twilight read over it, then her eyes opened wide in shock as she read it again to be sure she was reading it correctly. Finally, she looked back to TD.

"I've never had to do a spell this big before on my own!" she told him, almost panicking. "What if I can't do it and I screw things up? I'll mess up the fabrics of time all over again, and then the damage done might be catastrophic! How can you expect me to send you back when I'm barely even certain how I brought you here? Is there any side effects to-"

"Twilight!" TD interrupted her, making her go silent, then he giggled. "Even in the past, your panic mode is so freaking adorable..." He then got serious and tried reassuring her. "Calm down. You'll be fine. You're one of the strongest alicorns I know, and you're also quite gifted in magic. If anyone can do it, you can."

"Don't you mean 'anypony'?" she asked, making TD shrug.

"Force of habit from where I come from," he stated. "Now then, you help me get the items on this list and we can fix this whole thing." A yawn escaped him. "I need to get to bed."

He started to trot out of the room, but Twilight called to him, "Wait! What is your connection to my future?!"

TD stopped and looked back at her.

"Get the items and help me prepare the spell, then I'll tell you. I- I promise," he answered, feeling that he'd regret the last part when it came to that. He then trotted out of the room fully, leaving the alicorn alone with her thoughts, as well as wondering how to gather all the items needed for the spell.

Getting close to the end... I think.

Cya next time!