Duncan's Pov, a few days later.

Well, this would be my first day dealing with other people rather then the girls, but even with them. . .this still felt odd. While it's nothing that I would run from, it literally doesn't feel right. . .being here.

Ugh, I don't know anymore. I've been here 4 days, and the most time I've had to myself is when I sleep on a bed which is too small for me, so the best I can do for comfort is to sleep at an angle with my legs in a chair. Yea, that went really great waking up with a cricket in my back.

But now, I'm getting up and making the itty bitty bed of mine before I go to wash my face and get that eye crust out. Ugh.

"Huuuwah. . ." I yawned, scratching my back and cracking my knuckles as the the warm water relaxed my face and got rid of the dust and crap. The bathroom was a little more forgiving in size, but it was mostly modeled for ponies. Let's see; teeth? Mmmmm. . .nah, it'll be ok. I looked in the small mirror, noting the same stuff with me since the day I was born.

My eyes, though brown, are mistaken for pitch black sometimes, I have no idea how. My eyes had bags from years of staying up late with cartoons or homework, my skin was free of any facial hair, at least according to me, maybe two years, I should get some peach fuzz. My face was still in the process of losing that little bit of baby fat but at least I didn't have high cheekbones that showed.

My hair, black and loose, was all over the place, I needed to brush it to one side for it to look a little more manageable, but one thing that always stays are these few white strands of white, I was told it was harmless but I haven't got an explanation of why just that it won't kill me.

Well, my daily routine is pretty much done, just clean the wax out of my ears, and I'll be good to go.

Only I felt watched. And not in a good way. I turned the water off and tended to my ear with some tissue as I looked around my room and saw nothing, however when I looked towards the door, all I could see was a purple eye staring back at me, and normally this would startle somebody else, for me, I groaned and advanced towards the door as the eye retreated.

"Twilight, remember we talked about. . . personal space? Something I kinda stressed after my first night here and you almost saw something you really didn't want to see?"

Twilight neither confirmed or denied my claim, just brushed it aside.

"How did you sleep, Duncan?" Twilight beamed, levitating over a cup of orange juice for me, which I took and downed as she took the cup back.

"Meh." I said, still intent on getting my answers on why she feels the need to spy on me, and for what? "Back to my question from earlier, and why are you happy? Because of what's going on today?"

It seemed that the question I just asked was the straw to break the camel's back as she hopped up and down and explained her joy.

"I think we can try and start introductions with you and Ponyville in the next couple of days," Twilight said, me going over to my small bed and thinking. Was this really something we wanted to do now? As it stands, doing that could make things worse since I don't know who supported the exile or is against it. And though I may have the 'protection' of the girls, I think a whole town is something to be more aware of. "What's wrong?" Twilight frowned at me being quiet. "You don't think it's a good idea?"

Groaning and sitting on the base of the bed, I weighed my options. If this happened and went smooth, things would be easier to transition to as I figure it what to. If not, then it's no different then being home, only difference is I literally have nowhere to run if things go south.

If another human was here, preferably somebody I know, then maybe it won't be so bad.

Man, I don't know what to do. It's bad enough that I was forced here, but it may be a fucking joke.

Whatever or whoever is pulling the strings should know that it won't be easy for them to try and get on over on me. I told Twilight about how I felt about this and she had somewhat mixed results.

''But what can you do? Literally, you only came into this world not even a full week ago, just barely befriended us, and are just getting settled in. What the heck could you possibly hope to accomplish by fighting this if goes bad? Worse case, you get the same treatment as the other humans." Twilight said, sitting down and levelling with me.

One thing, at least.

''To protect myself, that's all I need to accomplish, but that road is a give and take: if I'm going to do this, then I'll try to go neutral but the second I feel I cornered, I'm coming out fighting," my eyes focused on her, Twilight thinking to seem I was talking about her, and I was, in a way but she didn't need to know that yet."Can you blame me? You try being all alone here."

Twilight carefully walked over and laid a hoof on my leg. "You're not alone, you got friends; us," Twilight smiled.

I didn't mean to have the amount of venom in my voice as I did but she needed to know. "That's not the same and you know that, no matter how you look at it, I'm alone.

"Hey, guys," Applejack came into the room after knocking and flashing a small smile. We both looked at her. "Oh. Spike let me in."

Oh. Well, since she's here, might as well tell her. Yay.

''But you have nothing to go on with that,'' Applejack tried to bring into the light of reason. ''We're all peaceful around here unless we need to take other measures, but it doesn't come to that a lot.''

''And that's where you're wrong," I scoffed, making Twilight frown while Applejack muttered something to herself that I couldn't quite hear. ''It pays to be prepared, instead of just sitting around," I took a look at to work with, which was nothing. I had nothing, but that was going to change.

We talked for a few hours in the room, their opinions trying to muscle their way into my mind but failed. I'm still on the fence about meeting so soon at least in front of a crowd since I'll literally be put on stage to be observed if you think about.

The first humans in years, who may or may not be in danger of the town who may or may not hate him and want to see his head on a pike.

In no way was I ready. But I can't twiddle my thumbs, I need to study them before they study me