Hmmm... Let me first say, I'm just a gen 4 (FIM) fan anyway - not that I have anything against the older gens, but, starting out at gen 4 and going back... lol, I can't do that. Therefore, I will just go back to late 2010 when FIM was just starting up (in this fun hypothetical situation).
Note: IRL I started watching FIM in the 2013/2014 winter, becoming a brony in early 2014, and a member of this site in the summer.
Me now = 19, (I'll be 20 in 2 weeks). We'll use "cm" to mean "current me." Me at the time when FIM was just starting up = 16. We'll use "om" to mean "old me."
*88 miles per hour*
*asdfasdfadsfasdf*
*somehow it worked*
cm: Hey kid.
om: Uh, hi... who are you?
cm: I'm you, 4 years from now.
*Because time travel has been a part of my imagination for a long time, I'd already know exactly what how to respond*
om: *gasp* No freakin' way! Okay okay, so... Prove it.
*and here I would say a great number of things, many of which long self-kept secrets, etc... to name of a few lesser secretive things here:* *(because it's self knowledge, the way I would say it would be list form, and no explanation):*
cm: *Random peoples middle names* Warren; Leigh; Micah... om: mhm, now something more... cm: Swingsets. 4 of them. Each having their own meaning. I know you know, so I'll just say; the first - between your house and her's (she was like an older sister to you). The second - McNally; bike rides; games that you wished lasted longer. The third - wood chips... you know. The fourth - Pokemon Cards... You know damn good and well all of that had more meaning, and you know I know, that I know.
om: Wow... it's really me. YOU are ME! So, what is the goal of your mission in doing this?
cm: That's the spirit, kiddo. I have a few minor things, and one big thing. First, the minor stuff.
om: okay, I'll grab a pen and paper.
cm: Good thinkin'. First, speeding tickets. You got two of them when I was 17. First was at Big Creek Park, with Caleb. You can avoid this by not blasting your damn radio, and paying attention the the f---ing speed limit signs. It's a 20 zone! NOT a 30 zone! Shit, you were going 42! Slow the hell down. The second, though, wasn't your fault really, but, nonetheless, take this in mind - on Broadway (*a street*) at night, even if there's no headlights in either direction, doesn't mean there won't be a cop hiding on the side roads. Stay at 30, don't go ever it. om: *laughs* Thanks. That'll save some money. So, both tickets I got in town?
cm: Yah! So, if you're gonna speed (and you will, lol) do it on the highway. Just remember, 9 your fine, 10 your mine; but even still, if your gonna set your cruise, keep'er at 62 when there's traffic. If the road is as barren as a desert (*that happens between country towns sometimes*) and there are no cars, just know where the cops hide.
om: Suh-weeeet.
cm: don't get cocky though...
om: wow, why so serious?
cm: You wrecked your truck when you were 18.
om: Fuuuuuu..... cm: You were lucky... You didn't get hurt. Ironically, it wasn't even because you were messing around. You were just chillin on some back roads to music, after you watched the demo derby at the fair. Then, you fell asleep for a split second, woke right back up, and slammed the brakes because you were going 40, and you were 15 feet from the Stop sign where the road hits a T on Dickson Mounds road. You smashed into a hedge post, luckily on the side of the bumper, thus, pushing the momentum sideways, where you slid to a stop in a farmers bean field.
om: *jaw dropped*
cm: Because of the cost to fix it; they nearly just totaled it, but mom was nice enough to get a second quote from someone else.
om: *speechless*
cm: So, basically... just go home after the demo derby. There's no need for you to be driving on the back roads at midnight, when you can't even tell if you're tired or not.
om: *hugs current me*
cm: *hugs back*
om: that all?
cm: Oh, right - one more thing... You will come to like the show My Little Pony; Friendship Is Magic.
om: What the fu--!?
cm: Chill, kid. You will learn with time that the high school you is going to change as he becomes a college student. You become more open minded. But, don't force it. Let it happen naturally.
om: whatever.
cm: *smiles*
*88 miles per hour; poof; session over*
om: well... that was crazy...
*Old me would continue to ponder what just happened for a good long time.
But one thing I have always had a part of me, and still do, is curiosity... curiosity is what actually got me started IRL with this show. Old me's curiosity would have ignited, and would have started looking at stuff about the show, eventually probably watching it... There's one problem, though. Old me... had a life with better things to do. Current me - College me... the version of what really happened... is how I am glad it actually happened. I wouldn't want old me to start watching it in high school. My mentality was different then. So, to end this explanation of a hypothetical situation... I'll just say that, I'm glad for the way things actually happened. Not this fake situation. Even though it'd save me some trouble, I needed to learn those lessons the hard way. Experience gives wisdom... second-hand words not so much.