It was yet another ordinary day for the beloved Youtuber, Mark, who was on his way to his computer to record yet another one of his scary let's plays and commantating on the new update on the game of SCP-Containment Breach.
"Well I sure hope that this update is up to what it standed for, adding new SCP's, more areas, and even a new ending to the game! I just hope I don't spawn in one of those crosse roads mazes again like I did last time." said the short haired, glasses wearing, Youtuber. As mark went to his desk to check to make sure every thing was set for the recording, he notices a small unopened envelope.
"Now how did this get here? I didn't forget to read this letter from the last fan mail video, did I?" he said while scratching under his chin in question. "We'll that already passed, so I think it would be alright if I read it. Besides I still have enough time on my schedual to make room for a single letter."
After he had said this he picked up the letter and looked around his desk for a letter opener that he could use.
"Now where di I pu that darn thing? I always seem to lose it.... Ah-ha! there you are!" he says after spending a few moments looking for the letter opener. After openning the letter, Mark starts to read what is written on it.
"Dear Mark,
I have been watching your videos ever since I first learned of Youtube. I would like you to come an have a small visit to my home, Ponyville, so that I could throw you a party! It would be the best way for me to show you how much I appreciat your effort in helping all those sick people in those charity runs of yours. I pinky promise that this partywill be completly, and funntasticly worth it. So could you please come and join the party?
From, your one of your beloved fan,
Pinkamena Diane Pie.
"Hmm, must be another one of those excited bronies again. Man, it's really funny that, out of all things, that some people arguing in the comments of my videos, that most aguement in them are about people saying that there are too many bronies that make up more thn half of my subscribers, In stead of them arguing about me and PewDiePie, and who is the best at making videos! Heh, well I guess I could check what also came with this letter?" said Mark after he read the letter. He then slipped his hand into the envelope checking to see if there were any other things in it that he might have missed.
"What's this?" he says as he feels something inside of the envelope. As he gets a better grip on what is in the envelope, Mark slowely pulls out a small blue box with a red button in the middle of it.
"How did this even....? Ugh, never mind. Now, what is this thing even supposed to do?"
As Mark looks at all angles of the button, he notices a little note on the bottom.
"Now let's see what you say? Press button to visit Equestria. Hmm, well I guess the my little pony fan base really wants to make me like their, ponies. But as I've said in my other videos, especial in that SCP pony mod, is that I will never become a brony. Well I'd better get back to work on making that continueing video of my last SCP let's play. 173, here I come."
After a few hours of playing and editing the longer, not needed moment of wandering for long peroids of time, and uploading the video, Mark had finily finished his latest video in his SCP playlist.
"Another video well done Markiplier. Another video well done...." states Mark boastfully.
"Oh shoot, I almost forgot about the button that Pinkamena person sent me."
Mark then gets up from his seat, stretches to releif the strees from his back being hunched over on the computer, and goes to the desk next to his bed to see what to do about the button.
"Well I guess it couldn't hurt to try it, right? I mean, what's the worst that could happen?"
Mark then procceded to pressing the button, with nothing happening except for the My Little Pony theme song to play through the small box.
"I guess it was just some sort of music box." stated Mark after laying the box on to his desk next to his bed. He then yawns, takes off his glasses which he lays next to the box, and goes toward his warm and coezy bed for the night.
"Well, another video well done Mark, now it's time for my beauty sleep." He said as he dozed off to sleep.
(Meanwhile in another world)
"Oh, I wonder if he got the message." said a voice coming from a pink, cotton candy maned, earth pony. "It has been a week since I sent him the message, and I still haven't gotten a message back from him."
The pinkie pony, who others known as Pinkie Pie, was pacing around franticly. She hadn't even noticed that she had sbegan to pace on the wall, and then the cealing.
"Oh what if the message didn't get through to him? What if something bad had happened to him! Or worse, what if he doesn't like me!" she exclimed.
"Oh this isn't good, I really had a great party planed out for him! And now he doesn't want to see me." said Pinkie in a sad tone, as her hair started to point downward to to gravity finaly taking effect.
Just then Pinkie's friend Rainbow Dash had entered her room.
"Come on Pinkie! You've been locked up in your room for way to long....... Ugh, what are you doing on the cealing?" asked the rainbow maned mare.
"Huh? What are you talking about-" replied Pinkie, no just noticing that she was on the cealing, "Uh oh....."
Adn with that Pinkie had fallen from the cealing of her bedroom and, by luck, had land on top of her bed.
"Pinkie, are you alright?" asked her worried friend.
"Yeah, I'm all right Dashie. I just wasn't payin attencion where I was walking, is all." she had answered with a nervous grin.
"So, yeah, any ways the rest of us were wondering why you had been in your room for all this time. It's really, well, Un-Pinkie of you to do. Is something the matter?"
"No, I'm alright. I was just thinking about what could have happend to a letter I sent to somepony I wanted to meet. It's already been a week, and he still hasn't writen back! I'm just worried is all."
"Well maybe they just didn't get the letter yet? Stuff like that can happen with mail carriers Pinkie, so there's no need to be all anxious about it."
"Yeah, maybe your right. It's just I have been watching allot of his work and I just wanted to thank him for it."
"Wit, let me guess, one of your famous parties?" said Rainbow Dash sacasticly.
"Well of course, silly. How else would I be able to show him how greatfull I am that he has helped so many people in need!"
"People? You mean ponies right?"
"Well I guess that's what you say incase for our terms, but where he comes from, he is called a human!" said Pinkie enthusiasticly.
"Ugh, ok. Well I'd better get going. I promised Scoots I would help her learn how to fly today. See ya later then." said Rainbow Dash as she walked out side of the room, and out of the Cake's residents.
"Hmm, what could she have meant by that? Is it that he isn't a pony? I've never sen or herd of Pinkie Pie living any where esle except here, and her parents rock farm. It must just be me." wondered the muticolored pegasis as she flew away.
"Oh Mark, I really hope you can come for a visit......" said Pinkie Pie as she went to take a small nap on her bed.
(Back in the real world)
Mark was sleeping soundly within the comforts of his nice home. He was dreaming about how that letter almost seemed real, as if one of the characters from the show had actually written it.
"That letter, it felt like that it was, diffrent, than most fan mail I get." he dreamt to him self.
"How crazy would it be if that button actually worked? Now that would be one heck of an adventure. Even if I don't like them, it still would be preety cool to meet one of them."
In Mark's dream, he started to feel dizzy. It felt like everything was spinning around him, fast, but slow at the same time. He then felt as if he was falling, he could have sworn he could here the wind passing by him as he fell. He then felt as if he had landed on something soft, and he could hear the gentle breeze, the chirping of birds and the buzzing of insects in th area around him. He could even feel the darn mosqitos bitting his arm.
"Wait, mosqitos?" he thought to him self. Mark had then realized that if he was inside his room, there could be no possible way for him to feel mosqitos. He then could also see the bright sunlight as it messed with him sleeping.
"If it's night time, how is there any light? I didn't leave any light on, did I?" he question him self.
Not being able to take it ny more, he got up from bed, only to feel the grass underneath him.
"What the heck?" he said out loud, still not opening his eyes, "Maybe I'm still dreaming."
But this was no dream, and he knew better. This felt all to real to be a dream. Slowely, he opened his eyes.
"Well I'll be Alice in Wonder Land......."
(To be continued)
"Well I'll be Alice in Wonderland." said Mark simply as he took in his surroundings. He could immidiatly tell that he was no longer in his own world. If any thing, this place looked rather familier? "Now where have I seen this place before? I can't put my mind on it...." he told himself. "We'll I guess the best thing for me to do in a situation like this is, go explore, I guess."
Mark then began his little exlportion in this new world, that he found him self stuck in.
(Meanwhile in Ponyville)
Pinkie Pie had yawned as she finaly awoke from her short slumber in her room. She made her way down stairs to the Cake's bakery where she happily skiped past Mrs.Cake, who was at the counter waiting for customers.
"Oh hello there Pinkie, are you feeling better now? Mrs.Cake asked.
"Yup-er-roonie!" said Pinkie cheerfully, "I was going to go for a little stroll out in the field near Sweet Apple Acres."
"Oh, well alright then. Just promise not to cause to much trouble out there?"
"Don't worry, Mrs.Cake, I won't." Pinkie Pie stated as she passes thr front entrance to the bakery.
"I really hope that she doesn't cause trouble. Last time she did, we had to clean up the whole shop because of it being filled with confetti and poped ballons. I swear, that party cannon of her's will be the end of this shop." Mrs.Cake had told her self in her mind.
Once our beloved pink party pony had made it to the empty field near Applejack's orchard, she began to walk down an old dirt path. She admired the quietness of the area, as the grass swayed softly in the breeze. Even she had to admit, she did like the pure, calming silence that came from this open field.
"I still wished that he could have visited us." She sighed as she remebered the leter she had sent to the one she admired. Just then Pinkie could hear the ruffling of the grass. It didn't sound like the swaying of the grass in the wind, but more like somepony walking on it. She decided to go investigate where the noise had been coming from, which was at the brink of the field, where the trees and bushes took over. She silently made her way in, wondering to her self; "Who could that be?"
(Back with Mark)
"Ugh, I've been in these woods for hours now, and I still can't find away out of here!" Mark sighed in annoyance, "This would be a lot like Slender, if 1. I had to find something, 2.It was night, and 3. If I wasn't bored out of my mind!"
He continued aimlessly walking through the forest. Nothing for him to see but more trees, a few bushes, and the grass below him.
"I'm going to be lost in here, FOREVER!"
(With Pinkie)
Now she knew something was in that forest. She easily heard the cry that came from someone. Pinkie began to pick up her pace, while still remaining quiet, as she carefully looked around her surroundings. After looking for what must have been 5 minutes, Pinkie had finaly lost where the cry had come from.
"Hmmmm, where could that yell have come from?" Pinkie asked her self, as she stop and placed a hoof under her chin as she looked around. Just then, there was another small snap of twigs breaking. Pinkie knew where the pony was now. She continued to sneak toward the noise, as she hide inside of a bush when she had finaly was close enough to the source of the noise.
"Just how much longer will I be stuck here? It's been, HOURS! And I'm starting to get hungry now too." said a voice on the other side of the bush.
"I guess I was right, there is somepony here." thought the pink, curly maned mare. She carefully steped out of the her hiding place and made her way to a tall, two-legged creature wearing light blue jeans, and a plain black shirt. If there ws something on the front of it, she didn't know. As she got closer, she began to notice the creature's short hair, the side holders that kept his glasses on his face, and his light colored skin.
"Oh my goodness, it's you....." she whispered.
(Marks point of view)
Mark swore to him self that he had heard something near him, almost as if it were a whisper. As he began to walk backwards to see if the noise was comng from infront of him, he bumped into something. As he layed one of his hands behind him to see what he walked into, he could feel something soft. He slowly turned around to see nothing.
"Guess I was just imagining it." he told him self.
"Oh, my, GOODNESS! IT'S YOU! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S YOU!" came a highpitched squeal from under Mark's line of sight. He slowly looks down to see none other than a famous pink pony with a cotten candy main. Mark began to stutter non-sence about how she was here, why she was here, and what was going on. He spoke so fast that not even Pinkie could under stand him.
"Woah, don't be talking all cookie-lookie now. I still need you to meet my friends and go to the party I set up for you, Mark."
Mark stood in his spot, frozen with shock.
"How does she know my name?"he thought to him self. He then thought of something,what ever is happening, he as heck did not want any part of it. So he did the only logical thing any human would do in a situation like his, and ran for his life. Saddly he didn't get far since he ran into a tree, face first. The force of the impact was enough to make him go unconcious. All he heard before he sliped into darkness were two little words.
"Uh oh..............."
(To be continued)
