The self-inserts.

Jonah was tired, oh so tired. he got up and looked left to his bedroom. It was a messy place, dominoes and playing cards scattered everywhere. Jonah lay back on his bed and groaned, knowing he had to tidy it up today. Still beats school he thought, grimly. He swung his legs out from under the quilt he had been lying in and somehow found his footing. He stood up, and took some precarious steps forwards to the mirror that hung next to his wardrobe. He stared into the mirror, looking at the creature staring back. It was quite tall, about 5 foot 10 inches, and has a couple of glaring red spots around his mouth. His nose was covered in blackheads, and his chestnut hair lay scruffily upon his head. The creature in the mirror now stared at Jonah's eyes, while Jonah stared back. He had dull blue eyes, that just floated in the sockets. He blinked, as if to break the trance. Jonah sat down, and began to sort out all the stuff in the room.

Daniel awoke, and his eyes shot open. He knew what day it was. He threw the bed cover off of himself and jumped eagerly out of bed and down the stairs to his living room. There, on the sofa, lay a few presents wrapped in one of 2 generic types of wrapping paper. He grinned, an ran at the presents, immediately clutching the biggest one and tearing the wrapping paper to pieces. On the other side of the room, a single mother congratulated herself on another good birthday for her marvelous son. She reflected on how far he had come from a little baby, back then a cute little teddy, now a big (if not slightly chubby) man. The 14 year old was taller than her, and stronger too. He still had very little hair, but he wore it that way. He said it was cool. He also still had his mother's ivy green eyes, which sparkled when you looked at them. Daniel laughed as he tore open yet another present, 3 CDs piled onto one. He chucked them aside before moving on to the next.

Jonah looked at the now spotless room, and gave a big sigh of satisfaction. He looked at his revision desk, and saw the piece of paper lying there. He had forgotten what he had written on it last night, so he aimlessly trekked over there to have a look. He saw the out-lines of a pony, sketches that he had drawn himself. The boy grinned thinking about it. At first, when he heard of the show My Little Pony Friendship is magic and it's fandom he laughed, and thought the internet was pulling another one of it's bull tricks. Eventually though, he gained enough interest to see what all the fuss was about, and he was instantly hooked. He didn't know why, maybe it was the diverse set of characters, or the believable world they created, or perhaps it was something about the art-style? Jonah had no idea why he liked it, he just did. Maybe that in it's self was why he liked it so much.

He sighed as he sat down at the desk and finished up the sketches. He then reached for his drawer and pulled out a pencil case. He opened it, and out spilled the many different coloured pencils in his possession. He hadn't thought so much about what colour he'd be. His hand hovered over the many pencils, his fingers itching to pick one up. He needed to think carefully about this: The colour of a pony is a very important thing indeed. He decided to mull it over while colouring in his cutie mark, which was a paintbrush over a pallet, plainly showing his talent for art. Once he had done that, He'd decided on A yellow-ish green colour. He sat for a while colouring it in. The eyes he did crystal blue, and the mane and tail were fiery orange. He sat back and looked at his pony-self, satisfied with his work. He wondered how he would get on if he were actually in Equestria. How he would live, How he would interact with the main 6...

"Breakfast ready!" His Dad called from the kitchen, breaking the boy's trance. He sighed.

"Coming!" He yelled back, getting up and making to leave his room. But then he had a thought. A name! Everypony needs a name! What should he call himself... He clicked his fingers. He'd thought of the perfect name. He would be called... Palleto Brush. He scrawled that on the picture quickly then ran downstairs to his breakfast with a smile on his face.

Daniel had been taken to the zoo as a birthday present, and was currently looking in at the alligator. It sat there, silently, boring him to tears. How Fluttershy thought this was something worth wasting your life on he would never know. Then again, Fluttershy was a horse herself, maybe animals enjoyed the company of different animals. Why the hell was he question the logic of a kids show, My Little Pony at that. Why the hell did he even watch the bloody thing? He didn't know. Maybe it was how innocent the ponies were. Yeah, that was it. No stupid innuendos or anything like that, just 6 innocent ponies having fun. That's what the show was. It was different to all the other stuff he went through in day to day life, that's for sure.

"Come on honey, we don't have all day" Daniel was snapped out of his train of thought.

"Coming, ma." He walked after his mother, hands in his pockets, hood over his head.

When Daniel got back home he half expected Kevin to ring him and give him a delivery, but he didn't ring. So instead the boy focused on finishing his own pony. His name was Fire Brand and he was a brilliant red alicorn whose magical powers bested that of Twilight's and speed rivaled that of Rainbow Dash. He had a noble brown mane and tail, along with blood-red eyes and a smug grin. His cutie mark was a phoenix, highlighting his brilliance at all fire magic available. The show would probably be ten times better if Fire Brand was in it, he thought.

Daniel yawned. He was sleepy, and he had school tomorrow. He put on pajamas and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He returned to his room and went to sleep on the thought  of Fire Brand being in the show. Little did he know, on the other side of the city, Jonah was settling down with thoughts of his own pony...