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[Is sure is spooky huh Ponyville? With all this fog everywhere, nopony in their right mind would be out in the middle of town; in fact virtually nopony is. Who knows what dark and evil creature might be lurking behind these mists, just waiting for some unsuspecting pony to devour and spit out their bones.

It's quiet, with nothing but the eerie silence to keep you company, but in an instant if you listen closely that silence is shattered with what seems to be tiny hoof steps. You might notice a figure in the fog walking as if there's nothing unusual going on, with another slightly shorter figure right next to it. It turns and looks to be looking at window and suddenly a scream.]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-OHMYGOSH! I'm a tiny horse! That's soooooooo adorable. I mean I've seen some weirdo magicy stuff in town before, but this is by far the most adorable!

[she turns to a pig in a sweater.]

What do ya think Dipper turned into? I bet it was teeny tiny lamb.

[The pig snorts]

Hey, if you can work with hooves and your mouth then so can I! Speaking of I wonder if there's anyone else here? HELLO! ANYONE HOOOOOOOOOOME!?

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[Of course somepony might be about town! Somepony, at the least, for whom much solid sense to be threatened by the fog still hasn't set in.

But there's a scream. Pauses in his tracks in his strolling around, still trying to feel his way through the town, ears pricked - turn in its direction. Takes a couple steps backward - and then bolts to it. Not unprepared! Just before breaking into a gallop he'd drawn his sword, just a short sword, between his teeth, as it seems much more secure than carrying it along with magic - had had it on him as he had been told to look out in this fog!

The follow-up shout, though, after he gets closer - does not sound like a distressed one...

Thinks e sees a little shape in the fog and pulls himself to a partly-literal grinding halt, head rearing back with the sword waving in the air between his teeth -

And lo, tiny earth pony filly, meet a scrawny, wide-eyed young unicorn stallion.

He pauses sizing her up - the sword still in his teeth - and then he hastily lowers his head and drops it. Huffs. Says in a soft and high voice - ] ...Hail!

-- Where did - you come from...?

[He's imagining from the calling that either she's wandered into the village, or... she's appeared in it.]

[Mabel hears a voice and turns to see who it is, and- OHMYGOSH A UNICORN! Although not exactly the most...majestic, a unicorn is still a unicorn. Grunkle Stan; prepare to pay up. Mabel looks at him with a wide smile.]

I came from the Mystery Shack.

Strangest thing though, one minute I was bedazzling one of Grunkle Stan's ties; and between you and me he really needs it.
Then there was a rainbow, next thing I know I'm outside with Waddles in a foggy town.

I wasn't expecting the cuteness though, I thought there would've been some triangle monsters here or something.

[She seems to be in good enough spirits, at least - in any case not lost-lost...

The right-on-guard stance and look of his loosen a little. Ears switch, he tells herself that there're probably words in that that make perfect sense whenever and-or wherever she's from - and responds to the last bit, which he's actually got something to say to, with a dry "Hmm..." and a look off to the side someplace.]

As did I... -- hence the scramasax. [Paws the shortsword on the ground once.] I've been told that I should be on my guard, and that this fog is unusual, but not -- [Shakes his head.] -- not what it means...

The fog? C'mon, don't be such a scardy cat. It's just a little fog, nothing scary about that.

[And completely right behind Mabel, it looks like something else is moving inside the fog. Of course Mabel is completely oblivious to this.]

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[And Anthony sees it! The unicorn sees something moving in the fog and his mind rushes to thought of monsters, and with an inward gasp he snatch he ducks his head again and gets the sword in a green-glowing telekinetic grab and up with him.

He's got his eyes locked on the space behind her, and he's tensed to dash at it if it moves before she does!]

[Okay what's up with him? She looks in back, and in the mere instant she looks... nothing. The whatever it was that was in the fog was gone, like it was never there in the first place.]

Did you...see something?

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[...It is gone!

He blinks down at her for a moment. Teeth still biting together.

And then his magical hold fizzles out around the sword. It drops to he ground once and he flinches back a foreleg - shakes that and this chill and horrible crawling and tingling he's got with a thin snort and low tossing of his head - his mind's tricking him, or it's not, but his mind could be tricking him...]

-- Perhaps - perhaps -- I apologize -- I -- ... [Pause in which he may or may not be swallowing.] I don't know what to -- be on guard for.

[And then to test something.] - I'm not from here.

[He isn't? Well color her surprised. Maybe whatever magic here just turns people into animals?]

That's okay. The fog is kinda creepy.

I'm not from here either. My name's Mabel; what's yours?

[Momentary pause, ears twitch... He'll take that to mean what he's assuming it does!

Bobs his head down.] -- My name is Anthony. -- I was human - before I was a unicorn...

[Gasp]

So was I! What is happening here?

I don't know. [Another paranoid look off her - out around his side somewhere.] I have -- been here for little more than a week - ...I think I was told - that -- we... - that - [That voice that had just presented itself as a voice had mentioned that some here were not human, thus...] - beings are - [He is at a loss for a faithful word here, too. Leaves it out and cuts to the next one.] - here from different realms - and become horses. -- I've seen a dragon - as well.

[Shakes his head - quick enough to look a little uneasily and not idly fidgety.] - But not that anyone knows why...

[Yeah...she's kinda distracted with your speech patterns here to really fully grasp everything. She wants to bring it up without sounding offensive, but...okay, this is starting to get awkward, time to change the subject]

...Right...so where is everybody? I haven't seen anyone in town yet.

[~~YET~~]

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