"Before I start... hows the spell holding up?" Twilight gently lowered the human down onto a table in her small study, levitating a book over to her. "Its a...fairly simple one but I want to make sure its not causing you any proble-"
"W-why do you guys even have a spell for this kind of thing?" You sat down, still a bit terrified as you stare up at the massive unicorn-woman. "I-I mean, obviously you've never interacted with a huma-"
"We've been over this, whatever you are you're not a human" Twilight opened the book and began writing in it as she spoke. "And the spell was originally meant for communicating with animals, but since they don't have higher intelligence all you really get from them is "When are you going to feed me?". When its used on something that doesn't know Equestrian but is smart enough to understand communication it's...pretty clearly different then with animals"
"A-and should it be c-causing me to have a headache?"
"...I'm sure that will fade" Twilight makes a note to investigate either lower intensity versions of the same spell or headache cures. That wasn't going to fade. "Anyway. Um, so...I'm Twilight I...don't think I've told you that until now. And, well...its my fault your here."
"B-believe or not I kinda picked up on that last part"
"Fair enough I Guess, wouldn't make much sense for anyone else to have caused it." She sighs and then continues. "But a bit of context on what exactly happened. I was trying to send some friends of mine who had ended up here after...a very long story that we don't need to go into honestly, back home and might of tore a teeny hole in the...fabric of reality? Or...really a lot of teeny holes in the fabric of reality. Nothing big enough for say, a pony to pass through but...well..."
"Huma-"
"Ahem"
"Right, um...not sure what to call myself other than..."
"...OK gonna just gonna...Lesser Human, thats what we'll go with. :Lesser Humans."
"...I'm not calling myself that"
"Anyway, yeah they were apparently just the right size for Lesser Humans to fall in through." Twilight sighs "I...don't know what world you all came from or how to send you back since I never meant to open those holes in the first place. Hell I don't even know how to close the holes..."
"...you can't be telling me you can't send me back"
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