Equestra-Sexuality

Equestria-Sexuality

Chapter 1: An End with a New Beginning

"Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?" -Bob Marley

The name is Phil. No, not 'Philip'. Just Phil. I don't like my full name believe it or not. 'Philip' sounds stupid on my opinion. I mean, 'Phil'! C'mon, that's better! To describe me well, I'm just a boring guy with a pathetic life. In all, I'm just a loser.

I have black hair and dark brown eyes, that's a boring feature. But in my eyes, there's these weird purple tints in them. The purple is a more dominant feature if you ask me. I probably look like a demon with a dick the size of a baseball bat. A small incident with my junk almost cost me a court hearing.

You don't want to hear about that.

Anyway, I'm pretty tall. I'm about 6'7. I'm not fat, but I'm not skinny. Let's put it that way I was an 'average' torso level. I was taller than my dad when I was in junior high. Or middle school if you want to put it that way. He's 6'0 and I was 6'1 when I was in junior high/middle school. He wasn't very happy with that fact because he had the title of being the 'man of the house'. But not angry furious, but jokingly furious. Funnily, my mother was more manly than my father in some ways.

For example, he would cower in fear when there were spiders around. He would kill any bugs in a heartbeat expect arachnids. My mother knows that he had a childhood trauma with them and she willingly gives up the title 'man of the house' to him. They were a very happy couple.

My mother was a very proud woman that seemed to run the house more than my father. She was a tough woman, but my father?

Not so much.

He was a very carefree fun person to know. I think I loved them. But I think 'love' is too much because my parents never did say that to me... It seemed that they showed it in actions, but never words...

Anyway, my parents had very good jobs to support me and my siblings. I have two older sisters, an older brother, and a younger brother.

It's been such a long time ever since I was in contact with them. In fact, I think I didn't even attend one of my sister's weddings...

Their names really don't matter anyways. It's not like I'm going to see them anytime soon!

...

And... I don't have any friends... It may be because I look so different. I've always been different. Even my own parents look at me as different. I always have been. I've read that a parent's habits would go down to their kids. Seems that I was an exception...

And even my siblings were different from me.

Way different...

Now with no parents and my siblings now gone from my life, I don't even have anyone to count on. When I look at myself in the mirror, I look away immediately to who I have become. A sore fucking loser with no life. It's painful just to see myself.

It's the same fucking shit everyday. I'm a slave to my routine.

Wake up, work, come back home and do stuff, and sleep. Repeat.

It's a good life, eh? No, I hate it with all my heart. And I'm only 19-years old. A college freshman drop-out and barely passing high school, I have no idea what to do with my life anymore...

In fact, I think I should end it... Right here right now. I just want to end my pain. Goodbye world.

I looked at the note I just written. 'I just want to end my pain', a part of my note read. I sighed as I placed my messy hand written note on a small wooden counter by the side of me.

My home wasn't special at all. Just a small apartment that barely has the needs to sustain life. The walls are breaking down and having cold water for days. I got used to cold showers though due to the fact that was the only way to stay clean. Across the living room I sat, I looked at myself in a broken mirror. I stared at myself and scoffed in disgust. I looked horrible.

Just looking at my own face wanted me to kill myself.

And I could.

I looked down at a handgun my father left when he died. He never wanted me to wield a gun, even own one for that matter.

He would always say, "When you get older, I'll teach you!"

He never did.

My mother and father passed away before I just got into high school. I always cringe at the memory my parents di-... Passed away... It was just an ordinary day...

I shake my head to clear the horrible memories that seemed that just like yesterday, in which was actually years ago. My mind cleared and my focus soon zoomed on the M-1911 pistol in my hands. The gun was actually particularly heavy despite it being very small. I rubbed my fingers across the grip of the tool of destruction. I could just end my pain with a pull of a trigger.

And it would all be over.

Quick, painless, and quick. Did I mention quick?

My parents never did say that they loved me. In a way, they did, but never saying 'I love you'. Of course they cared for me and my siblings dearly, but I just don't know if they did. They worked their asses off for us to have a good life. But even with that effort, I still feel empty. More emptier than before. I've never been truly happy, but I have been 'happy' on occasions nonetheless.

That's when My Little Pony comes in. Now before I've even watched it, I have to say something. I've never really 'liked' a girl or guy. I thought I was an oddball of the group because I was a homosexual.

I was wrong. Thinking about it, I thought liking a girl was odd too. It seems that I just wasn't attracted to humans, period.

I have a dark secret. A secret so dark that no one around me knows about. It's a secret that's dark, that's like me. Too afraid to show itself, afraid of the light. But I have a good reason to stay hidden. I've always been different. Never had I ever had been attracted to a human being.

Something else made be... happy. And it wasn't humans. It was...

Ponies.

Yes, I-I-I'm attracted to ponies... Sexually...

I would relieve my stress and other stuff to ease myself. Sounds fucked up to you, but to me, it just seems right. First, I was attracted to horses and I managed to keep my urges down somehow. Now, it's ponies. Preferably My Little Pony ponies. I've had fucked up fantasies about them - something you do not want to hear about.

I've been trying my best to stay way from that material, but it just doesn't feel right when I watch human porn. Ha, look at me. Putting that as a genre...

I blinked hard and looked down at the cold metal weapon in my hands again. It was like screaming to be used to end my pain. I sighed and then shuddered as I sat on top of my couch, squirming around. I played around with the stiff barrel of the gun before I decided to end my pain.

This wasn't the life I wanted to live. I just want to end it and see what the afterlife have in store for me. I've never been a religious guy, so I never knew what the afterlife would be like.

I re-read the message I wrote on the piece of paper.

I just want to end my pain.

My shattered heart just couldn't bear it. Taking a deep breath and slowly closing my eyes, I brought the loaded gun up to the side of my head. A simple pull of the trigger could end my life. I could feel the stiff cold barrel boring into my skull.

I could feel my finger - my whole body trembling to what I was about to do.

With my finger about to press the trigger, I felt a salty tear stream down my face onto my lap. I just couldn't believe I was actually doing this. Breathing heavily, I opened my eyes to just close them again.

"Goodbye, world..." I thought.

Summoning all the willpower of my finger, I braced for impact for the bullet to go through my head. I was going to press the trigger.

But I didn't.

I gasped for air and almost threw the pistol onto the side of the wall. I was sweating and breathing hard as I stared at the pistol with shock. Then I placed my hands on my face and started to weep. My hands were a shield to defend myself from nobody. I was ashamed of myself.

I always cried and rarely laughed. I wish it was the other way around. I wished that Pinkie Pie was in my life to make me smile. It's been forever since I actually smiled. Mostly, it was just a blank frown from my face.

I got up from my couch and stretched, wiping my tears away from my face and eyes. I was half and half on my current situation. I was half glad I didn't pull the trigger and half depressed that I didn't. I could've just ended my pain right there.

But I didn't.

Wiping the tears on my gray sweatpants, I walked over to the door as I placed on my hoodie on, covering a white undershirt I wore. Putting on a pair of sneakers, the long sweatpants almost covered them. I zipped my hoodie up and hood on. I always did that.

I felt that the shadows hid me and comforted me. I always felt that my face was hidden in my hood, hiding me identity, hiding me. I always loved the shadows. Stepping out of my own apartment, I walked down the usual flight of stairs and out the door. My door didn't need locking anyway. Who would barge in my 'house' anyway?

I stepped outside the apartment complex and I felt a cooling breeze of the night rustle my hair a bit. And that was accompanied by a chill down my spine. The beautiful night sky had a few stars and the moon was absent. The sight I loved to see. It was a little after midnight.

And as usual in this time, I always go to the same gas station to pick up a few things. With each step after each step, I soon forgot about myself and the gun. It was almost distant. There weren't many street lights, but I was glad of that. I felt hidden and safe in the darkness. After a few minutes of walking, I saw the gas station in sight.

Walking to a point where it was right across the street, I crossed the street as usual. No matter what, I always crossed the same street. Never had I ever walked a different route yet.

The bright lights from the station angered me a bit, but I knew it was just a small thing. It wasn't going to kill me. I was just going to buy a few things and go. Opening the door of the station, the guy behind the counter gave me a smile.

"Hey!" he said.

I nodded back in reply, moving into the aisles of food. I picked out the usual; a glass bottle of chocolate milk, a danish, a bag of chips, and an Arizona Iced tea.

"The usual?" the guy behind the counter asked.

I nodded.

I didn't even know the guy's name. I've been here hundreds of times and never had he asked me my name and vice versa.

Walking up to the counter with the merchandise I already had my money out and slid it across the counter. As I did, the guy already placed the stuff I had on the register.

"You're good to go." he said with a smile.

I replied the same way. I nodded.

My stuff were already in a plastic bag, so I started to head off before the guy said something to me.

"Oh, and here!" he said.

I looked over, my hood still on my head.

"Here's some gum!"

He handed me a pack of "Hubba Bubba" bubblegum. Fresh and new.

I stood dumbfounded and lost for words.

"Th-thank you..." I managed to say, looking back at the cashier.

"Not a problem! he said, "It just looked like you need a small boost! Have a nice night!"

"Yo-you too..."

I walked out of the gas station, as if the gum he gave me was a gift from the gods. The plastic bag in my hand slowly slid down my arm so that both my hands were free. I had never experienced an act of kindness before. Never in my whole life had I experienced it. Slowly wrapping the wrapper from the bubblegum, I took out a piece and slowly unwrapped it. Hubba Bubba was my favorite too. I loved the shape of them. Popping the piece in my mouth, I began to chew it.

Oh, how I loved that taste!

Crossing the street and chewing the gum, my night was a little bit lifted up. In fact, I was going to watch a little bit of My Little Pony. Walking across the dark street, I began to hum the tune of My Little Pony. The amazing tune conquered my mind as I was now in the middle of the street, I heard a loud honk that interrupted me.

*HONK*

I quickly turned to see bright headlights - coming right at me. It all happened so fast. Next thing I knew, I was checked hard on my hip by the oncoming vehicle.

*CRACK*

I literately felt my entire hip just shatter as I fell so suddenly. The milk bottle in my plastic bag shattered as I found myself lying on the cold pavement with liquid on my head.

Blood.

My vision was quickly fading when I heard the driver of the car open his door. The bright light of the headlights impaired my vision, but I could still see.

"O-oh-oh my fucking God!" the male driver said, panic in his voice. "Are you alright?!"

I could then hear him dialing up his phone.

"911? Please, come quick! I've hit someone! Please!..."

The words of the driver slowly faded away as I felt the blood drip from my head onto my face.

I was going to die like this. I was actually happy that I was dying. A little bit... My pain was soon gone. With a small pained smile, I closed my eyes. The sound suddenly disappeared as I now was gone from this world.

My pain ended.

---

"Hey. Wake up." a dark voice said, the voice being dark as the darkness.

"Ugh... what?" Phil muttered.

"I said, 'wake up.' " the dark voice said, "I have other souls to get to."

"What do you mean?" Phil asked, his vision completely disoriented.

"I mean by you little shits dying and need to get to." the cold voice said, "Now get up."

Phil looked over to the figure and small a big black blob in his vision.

"Are you wearing black?" he asked.

"No, I'm wearing hot pink." the dark voice said sarcastically.

The voice then sighed.

"I actually wish I did..."

"What?" Phil asked.

"Just fucking get up."

Phil shot up to his feet and rubbed his eyes.

"Wow, you actually did get up..." the dark voice said, "I like you, what's your name?"

"Don't you already know my name?"

"Hmph. What a boner killer. You know, I never did have a conversation like this before, Philip."

"It's Phil." Phil said, getting a little annoyed.

"Well Phil, I'm Death." the voice said.

"You're... what?"

Phil's annoyance for the voice instantly shattered.

"Death." the dark voice said plainly. His tone then changed.

"Actually, I like the name 'Bubba'... I wish I was named that... Anyway, do you know where you are?"

"Uh... No?"

"Well, welcome to the afterlife, Phil." Death said as Phil's vision cleared.

Phil saw a hooded black figure with a sharp scythe looking at him. The cloak of the hooded figure was very ragged and dirty.

The face was hidden in the dark hood as it continued to talk on.

And the human before the deathly being was just lost for words.

"You know, I wish I was called 'Phil'... That's a good name..." Death mumbled. "I wish for many things..."

Phil looked around and saw what it looked like to be an apartment room.

"Are... we in a room?" Phil asked, looking around.

He looked at an empty pizza box and porn posters.

"Mmhmm." Death said, "The last guy loved his room so I decided to give him a nice look at it."

Death then looked towards one of the said posters and stared at it.

"What's the logic in that?"

"I don't fucking know." Death said, looking at Phil now. "You human beings are weird, I'll tell you that!"

"Yeah... But you're just insane..."

"Excuse me?"

"What?"

Everything around Phil then suddenly turned into darkness.

"My, my..." a dark voice said. "You're bright and sharp, human!"

"Who are you?"

"I am just a little test..." the dark voice said. "You can call me Death if you like!"

"But... I just saw you ther-" Phil began to say but was interrupted by the voice.

"Hmm... Death doesn't have that authentic ring..." the dark voice said, droning on.

"What about 'Bubba'?" Phil asked unexpectedly.

He widened his eyes and covered his mouth. He had no idea why he just said that.

"Hmm... Yeah." the voice said. "I like that! Bubba shall be my name!"

"Where am I... Bubba?" Phil asked a little frantically.

"You're in a void between life and death. You are not dead, but you're not alive. You're in neither heaven or hell..." Bubba said.

"Then does God exist?" Phil asked, wanting to know answers. "Or any other divine beings?"

"You'll have to be dead to know that. And you don't want that, do you?"

"Yeah..."

"And I will make you an offer."

"Wh-what is it?"

"You can go to anywhere in the entire universe, dimensions... anything... What will it be?"

"An-anywhere?" Phil asked.

"Anywhere." Bubba replied.

"Equestria... Ponyville..." Phil muttered.

"Ah, a nice choice!" Bubba said with glee. "You're lucky that you get a second chance!"

"Wow, really?"

The voice then smirked.

"Have fun, human!" Bubba said. "You should be very careful for what you wish for!"

A bright blue light enveloped in Phil's eyes, the sound and the feeling of being in a room gone.

"I-I can't believe it..." Phil thought to himself. "Am I actually going there?"

A small smile started to form on his face, but was rudely interrupted by a head-splitting crack on his head.

*CRACK*

And everything went black for him. Again.

---

"Hey where did the basket go?" a southern accent voice asked.

The voice came from somepony by the name of Applejack. Applejack had two powerful hind legs that supported her upper body. Walking upright on two hooves, the farm pony wore a small brown jacket that exposed most of her belly. Wearing a piece of cloth that wrapped around her breasts, her upper hooves crossed over each other to show her disappointment.

Applejack wore long brown pants as she started to walk down a dirt road, hoping to find the lost basket.

Ponyville, Equestria; a wondrous place that was inhabited by many ponies.

"Where did that thing go?" she asked herself again.

Applejack then spotted a straw basket on the side of the dirt road: withered and broken down. But it looked like the basket she was looking for.

"There it is!" Applejack said in accomplishment. "I wonder what it's been through just to be on the side of a dirt road..."

Applejack walked up to the basket and was about to pick it up before she saw movement in the broken down basket. She almost jumped back in shock and screamed, but the farm pony kept her composure.

"What in 'tarnation?"

The farm pony kneeled by the basket as she saw a small figure move underneath something that looked like a blanket. Curious, Applejack lifted the dirty blanket up to see a cute little foal. The foal underneath the blanket had a gray coat and a black mane. And it was sleeping soundly.

There wasn't anypony in sight, Just her and the basket carrying the foal.

Give to good home, it said messily on the basket.

"This must've been out for days..." Applejack said as she looked into the basket.

Applejack could see the tainted blanket almost tattered to pieces due to the weather.

"Well, looks like you're coming with me..." Applejack said as she put her hooves inside the basket.

Applejack gently picked up the foal and the basket slowly crumbled away as she did. The gray foal slept soundly as it rested it's head on Applejack's shoulder.

"Aw, look at you!..." Applejack cooed as the foal continued to sleep.

The foal was still asleep and continued to softly snore. Applejack wrapped her arms gently around the foal as it was her own.

"Fluttershy would know what to do..." Applejack said to herself softly.

With that in her head, Applejack walked into the direction to Fluttershy's cottage.

---

In a certain part of Ponyville, a yellow pegasus who loved to take care of animals did her daily work - taking care of animals.

Fluttershy had a very busty figure with strong legs and arms. Gentle and kind eyes, she was humming a gentle tune as she worked. Fluttershy wore a green sweater that emphasized the size of her breasts. Oblivious of that, she grown very fond of it and liked the sweater very much. A cute little skirt matched perfectly with her figure. Using her hooves to carry a bucket, it was a daily chore for her to take care of the wildlife.

Squirrels, chipmunks, bunnies, animals of all kinds ran around Fluttershy's cottage. Continuing to work, a familiar voice caught her ears.

"Fluttershy!"

"Applejack?" Fluttershy called out.

"Hey!"

"What's up, Applejack?" the shy pegasus asked the farm earth pony.

"Well... I found somepony..." Applejack said, carrying the small foal in her arms.

Fluttershy dropped the bucket in her hooves and hurried towards Applejack.

"You... You found a foal?"

The voice of the ponies dropped, not wanting to wake the sleeping baby.

"Ye-yeh..." Applejack said as she looked at the foal, "I didn't know what else to do and instinctively came to you, Fluttershy."

"I'm glad you did, Applejack! He's just so cute!" Fluttershy said. "Where did you exactly find the foal?"

"On the side of the road..." Applejack said. "Celestia knows how long this little guy's been out here..."

"Why would any parent do such a thing?" Fluttershy asked indirectly to Applejack.

"I don't know, Fluttershy." Applejack said. "Now that I'm thinking about it, I was lucky to find this lil' feller'."

"Something must've happened to his parents then..." Fluttershy said. "May I hold him?"

"Sure!" Applejack said, gently handing the gray foal over to Fluttershy. "And... do you feel something different coming out of him?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Fluttershy asked before some kind of shock that she never felt before jolted through her. "Yeah... I do now..."

Fluttershy took closer inspection on the foal and saw something distinct.

"Oh... I see..." Fluttershy said as her eyes examined the foal.

"What is it?"

"His back is arched in such a way that he's on fours." Fluttershy said.

"So he ain't upright like us?" Applejack asked.

"Yes." Fluttershy said, nodding her head. "I think that must've been why his parents just left him on the side of the road."

"Poor guy..." Applejack said, her eyes taking pity on the foal in Fluttershy's arms. "So what next? Do we give him to an orphanage?"

"I don't think the orphanage is a good idea." Fluttershy said. "I'll feel horrible because I know this guy will get picked on just because he's different... I'm going to do it..."

"Do what?"

"Raise him up myself."

"Whoa, Fluttershy..." Applejack said. "You sure about this? You know that this'll change your whole life, right? A mother is tough work!"

"I always thought I was a mother..." Fluttershy said with a small smile as she looked towards the small animals she took care of.

"But Fluttershy, the animals you take care of is childs-play compared to raise a foal."

"I know." Fluttershy said, looking down at the sleeping foal in her arms with a smile. "It's just that something's telling me to take him in..."

Applejack knew that just being a little different would be tough to fit in. But the foal in front of her was different beyond any extremes. It would be near impossible for the guy to fit in.

"Ya'... Ya' sure you don't want to give the lil' guy to the orphanage?" Applejack asked one last time.

"Remember that I said that there's something that's telling me to take care of him." Fluttershy said as she looked down on the foal's face again. "There's something very special about him."

"Alright... Then what are you going to name him?" Applejack asked, walking up next to Fluttershy to get a good look on the foal.

"I don't know just yet." Fluttershy said. "Ooh... He looks cold... Can you hold him for a few seconds? I'll fetch a blanket for him."

"Sure."

Fluttershy handed the sleeping foal to Applejack and headed inside her cottage.

"I wonder what'll be a good name for ya'..." Applejack said as she softly cradled her arms back and forth.

The foal let out a small yawn which gushed Applejack's heart. Without realizing it, Applejack had a bright smile on her face.

"Applejack, I got it." Fluttershy said as she got a soft baby blue blanket.

Applejack shook her head as if she was in some kind of trance and handed the foal over to Fluttershy. The pegasus wrapped the soft blanket slowly and gently around the foal so that it was snug and comfortable.

"Fluttershy!" a voice called out above.

It was Rainbow Dash.

"Do you have any-huh?"

The cyan pegasus looked at the small foal in Fluttershy's arms. Rainbow Dash wore tight black shorts and clothing that seemingly looked like to be a blue tank-top. Her classic rainbow colored hair sat proud upon her head as her wings continued to keep her afloat above the ground. Rainbow Dash was actually very quite flat-chested. In comparison with Fluttershy, she was flat as a flat-board.

"Is that-is it- what?"

"And a hello to ya'll, Rainbow Dash!" Applejack greeted as a dumbfounded face from the cyan pegasus stared at them.

"Hey Rainbow Dash!" Fluttershy said towards her. "Isn't he just the cutest?"

"Is he... yours?" Rainbow Dash asked, a shocked expression on her face.

"He's going to be!" Fluttershy said with a smile.

"I found the lil' guy on the side of the road." Applejack said.

"So you're going to be a mother?" Rainbow Dash asked as she finally placed her feet on the ground.

"I know it's so sudden, but something's telling me to take him in."

"Ya' know what I said." Applejack said. "Taking care of a foal is tough work and I'll help ya' in taking care of him."

"Oh, no need, Applejack!" Fluttershy said. "I can take care of him my-"

"Nah, you can't." Applejack said, "If you're going to take care of him, you'll need tons of help. You have animals to tend to, don't cha'?

Look, ya' going to need help whether ya'll like it or not, sugarcube. I am going to help ya'."

"Yeah, I guess you're right..." the pegasus said.

The little foal in Fluttershy's arms yawned again, shattering and melting the hearts of the three ponies around him.

"Aww..." Rainbow Dash cooed. "Look at that little guy!"

Applejack laughed a bit to see the athletic pony give a lot of affection.

"Too cute for ya'?"

"I-What?... Yes..."

"Do you want to hold him, Rainbow Dash?" Fluttershy asked. "Looks like in your eyes you want to."

"Uh... sure..." Rainbow Dash said, walking with her arms a little out to hold the foal.

As the small foal was placed in Rainbow Dash's arms, a small smile crept onto the cyan pegasus' face.

"Hey little guy!..." Rainbow Dash said cheerily.

The foal yawned again, exploded Rainbow Dash's heart. Twice.

Fluttershy and Applejack giggled a little to see the look on Rainbow Dash's face.

"Ya'll want to surprise the rest of the gang with the new edition to our family?" Applejack asked. "I think they'll be in for a lil' surprise!"

"Heh, yeah!" Rainbow Dash said as she looked down at the sleeping foal, "Here, Fluttershy." she said as she handed the foal to the yellow pegasus.

"I'll rally them at Twilight's!" Rainbow Dash said, her wings beginning to flutter. "Be there soon!"

With a dash, a small rainbow appeared behind Rainbow Dash as she almost made a sonic rainboom.

*boom*

"I'll get a basket." Fluttershy said, a small smile on her face. "Hold him for a little bit, Applejack."

That was an offer that she wasn't going to put down. Applejack willingly held the small foal as Fluttershy stepped into her cottage.

"Well, lil' feller..." Applejack whispered, "Welcome to Ponyville..."

---

"A PARTY?!" an overenthusiastic voice asked.

"Ye-yeah, Pinkie Pie..." Rainbow Dash said as she rubbed her head due to the sheer volume from the party pony.

The party pony: Pinkie Pie beamed a smile, a smile with glee just to the mention of the word, 'party'. Pinkie Pie wore a light pink shirt that almost matched her coat color along with very pink short shorts. Long socks mixed with pink and more pink went up her leg to almost her whole thigh. Four hooves total, Pinkie Pie clapped her hooves together as her powerful hind hooves held her weight.

"YAY!" Pinkie Pie said. "Where is it?"

"Twilight's, but-"

Too late, Pinkie Pie was gone.

"We need to get Rarity, Pinkie Pie!" Rainbow Dash called out.

In a split second, a pink blur came back.

"Let's go, Dashie!"

In another blur again, Pinkie Pie set out for the boutique. Rainbow Dash sighed as Pinkie Pie was just being Pinkie Pie.

---

A few minutes later...

"Wh-what're guys doing here?" Twilight asked to her friends.

Twilight was a purple unicorn that wore a white schoolgirl outfit, a uniform that she would wear at Celestia's academy back in Canterlot.

Wearing a small skirt that matched well with her clothes, Twilight was confused why her friends had come to her place. The Golden Oaks Library.

"A party!" Pinkie Pie said we glee.

In her mouth was a party horn. With that in her mouth, Pinkie Pie blew into the horn, blasting Twilight's face with noise.

"Party?" Twilight asked as she recovered from Pinkie Pie's horn blast. "What part-"

"Hey Twilight!" Rainbow Dash said, flying in, "Ready for the party?"

"Wait, wha-"

"Good day, Twilight!" a very lady-like voice said.

It was Rarity. Rarity was a white unicorn wore a long-sleeved black shirt that almost went down to her hooves. Wearing socks with the same color as her shirt, Rarity also wore a skirt.

"I've heard that Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash that you're having some sort of party!"

"What? No, I'm not having one..." Twilight said. "I was just studying."

"Well, it's going to be a party soon!" Rainbow Dash said as Pinkie Pie and Rarity walked on in. "Just you wait!"

"What's going on here?" Spike's voice came from upstairs.

Spike was a baby dragon that looked tiny in comparison with any pony. With purple scales and green spines, Spike looked confused below.

"Howdy ya'll!" Applejack's voice came from the door.

Greetings from everypony and dragon greeted the farm pony.

"I just don't get this, why are we here?" Twilight asked.

"We have a new edition to the family, everypony!" Applejack said as Fluttershy walked in with a straw basket in hoof.

"Oh... Please do be quiet." Fluttershy said softly. "He's sleeping."

"Who's sleeping?" Rarity asked.

"Him." Rainbow Dash said, pointing towards the basket.

Raising the basket onto the table, everypony and Spike, who tried to get a good look, peered into the basket to see the sleeping gray foal.

"Aw, look at him!" Pinkie Pie said, looking at the sleeping foal.

"He's just so cute!" Rarity said, squealing a little.

Twilight giggled and smiled, leaving Spike on the ground wondering what's happening.

"Hey, what's happening?" he asked.

"You know what this calls for?!" Pinkie Pie asked loudly.

"Pinkie, no!" Fluttershy said.

"A PARTY!" the party pony said, getting her party cannon out of no where.

*BOOM*

The cannon exploded, loud enough that if anypony was sleeping, they would wake up. Party material materialized on tables, covering the air with balloons and confetti. With a strained look on each pony's faces, they expected the foal to start crying. But surprising, it didn't.

Instead, the foal's eyes started to flicker, soon beautiful purple eyes that had a hint of brown stared at each pony.

"Huh, why isn't he crying?" Applejack asked. "I know that if you make a noise like that, they cry."

The foal in the basket had a shocked look on his face, looking at each pony.

"Wh-where am I?" the foal asked.

The ponies were shocked to see a very young foal speak. The voice was young and kind of childish.

"My God... Where the hell am I?" the foal continued, trying to get up inside the basket.

The foal fumbled as he managed to get up inside the basket. The Mane Six looked shocked as the foal stood and looked up at them.

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The foal suddenly jumped off the table and made a dash to the door. Surprisingly swift for being small, the foal ran under the legs of the ponies, kind of screaming.

Fast as it's legs could go, the tiny foal almost made past the door.

"I've gone crazy! Insane!" the foal said as it's small hooves clicked on the wooden floor of the library.

Rainbow Dash luckily was fast enough and blocked the doorway, stopping the foal in it's tracks.

"Stay where you are!" Rainbow Dash said loudly.

The volume did not help at all. Instead, the foal took another direction in the library, scared out of his mind.

"I need help!" the foal said, circling around the room.

Applejack dove to try to get the foal, but tripped over something on the floor, knocking Twilight over.

"Ah!" Twilight said as she was knocked over.

"Sorry Applejack!" Spike said. "And Twilight! Sorry!"

"It's aight', sugarcube!" Applejack said, getting up and helping Twilight, "We need to get him!"

The foal continued to run around the room, but was blocked by Pinkie Pie.

"Come here!" she said in a playful tone as she lunged forwards.

"AHH!" the foal yelled, making his way towards the table.

"Oh, stop darling!" Rarity said as she saw the foal heading towards her. "Stop before you hurt yourself!"

The foal got under the table as a yellow hoof behind him slammed on the ground.

"Please stop!" Fluttershy said as the foal now got to the stairs, "We don't want to hurt you!"

"My ass doesn't want to get hurt, that's what!" the foal said frantically.

The foal tried to climb the stairs and managed to do so with great effort. Breaking sweat and getting up the stairs step by the step, the foal was breathing heavily. Wooden poles from the side of the stairs served as an opportunity for the ponies to catch the foal quick.

"Ooh... He's good!" Pinkie Pie said as she just recovered from the lunge. "Come back!"

Sticking her hoof between the wooden poles, Pinkie Pie's hoof almost crushed the foal on the side.

*CRASH*

"Pinkie! Stop it!" Fluttershy said, as she saw what almost happened. "You almost hurt him!"

"No! No! Get away from me!" the foal yelled, sheer panic in his voice.

*CRASH*

"Come back, you!" Rainbow Dash said, striking from above.

"R-Rainbow Dash! Stop!" Fluttershy said.

The foal somehow flung into the air, high above the staircase. It was about more than a few feet fall. In slow motion, Fluttershy could see that she still had the chance to catch the small foal. With her hooves out, Fluttershy knew she could catch the foal. The foal was angled so perfectly to Fluttershy that it was a perfect catch.

However, the foal suddenly dropped to the floor as gravity made it's toll.

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The foal face-planted onto the ground, a loud crack heard.

*CRACK*

Everything then went black for him.

Again.

To Be Continued...