When gamers meet [Someone else has taken over this fic]

*sigh* welcome to my life. My life consists of: sleep, breakfast, work, lunch, stuff I do on the computer and then finally: sleep. From Monday to Friday. No social connections what so ever. What I am I doing with my life? Ugh… this day has been a pain in the ass, maybe I should take a walk, or something. Maybe that will clear out my head.

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On a late Friday night, a green coated pony decides to take a walk in the park. He was wearing his usual gray hoodie and a cap.’’ Okay, I got out of my house. That’s a start, but I’m not feeling any better. In fact, I might snap any sec…’’ Thought the green coated pony, as somepony accidentally bumps into him.

That’s when the green coated pony snaps: ‘’HEY! Watch where you are going!’’

‘’I’m sorry…’’ Said a Gray coated Pegasus mare

‘’Look… I didn’t mean to snap at you like that, I’m sorry. My day has been just plain… horrible’’

The gray mare starts picking up her papers that fell from her when she bumped into the green stallion. ‘’It’s okay, I know how you feel’’

‘’Need a hoof with dose?’’

‘’N-no thanks’’

‘’Ugh… I insist’’ Said the green stallion and then proceeds to help out with the papers.

‘’Here are the rest of the papers’’ Says the stallion as he hands them to the gray Pegasus.

‘’Thanks’’ She said, and walks away.

The mare vanished into the darkness. That’s when the green stallion notices an envelope on the ground.

‘’That mare probably dropped that too, better pick it up and see if I can still locate her somewhere’’ Thought the green stallion out loud, as he picked up the envelope and started walking the direction where the gray mare headed.

Sadly, The green stallion didn’t find the gray mare that had bumped into him, so he decides to look at the envelope for an address.

He dose find the senders address on to the letter, but there was no information on to who the letter was to. The green stallion got curious. He sat down on a bench and opened the envelope and read the letter that was inside:

‘’ Dear Vinyl Scratch, I can no longer write your songs. You rush me too much and I do not get enough time for good songs. I'm sorry.

Sincerely

thundercloud’’

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‘’huh, Vinyl Scratch… where do I know that name from?’’ Thought the green stallion as he put the letter back into the envelope. He looks at the senders address and knew just about where it came from.

Sitting there on the bench on an early autumn evening, he decides to return the letter to the address he found on it.

He raises up from the bench and starts walking to the address. The green stallion wasn't 100 percent sure where the address was, but he had an idea where it could be.

Half across the town of Mare-sinki he walked, looking for the right address. After some searching and poking around, The green stallion thinks he found the right address.

In front of him was a nice looking wooden house with a red roof. He catches a breath and walks to the front door. Now standing in front of the door, he then knocks on it.

It doesn't take long, before a familiar mare opens the door. ‘’Hi ummm…. I found this letter on the ground with only your address on it’’ Said the green stallion nervously as he hands the letter to the mare.

‘’Oh umm… thanks’’ The mare says as she received the letter.

‘’ I believe that it was you who dropped it earlier today in the park, when you accidentally bumped into me’’

The mare giggles slightly and says ‘’ Yes, this letter is mine and you where the pony I bumped into today, thanks again for returning this letter to me’’

The green stallion then swallows and says’’ Well, I guess I’ll be going then’’

He then walks away from the door, And the gray mare quickly says: ‘’Wait!’’

‘’Yes?’’ Says the green stallion and turns around. The mare looks into the stallions eyes and asks: ‘’ Wanna’ grab dinner or something?’’

‘’I have nothing against it, sure!’’ The stallion says with a weak smile and asks: ‘’What place do you suggest?’’

‘’How about Italian?’’ The mare suggests.

‘’Alright, sounds good’’ Says the Stallion with a smile. ‘’ Lets go’’