A man in the land of technicolor mini-horses

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listen up

Here's a story.

About a poor guy who wakes up in Ponyville.

and all day and all night and everything he sees is just friendship and magic inside and outside.

He woke up in a house on the edge of a forest with a peg-a-sus, and her litt-le bun-ny friend.

He has wings and four hooves and no idea of what to do...what to do...what to do...

He's-

*gunshot*

Now that that that's over I welcome. This is going to be a story and from what you saw before, you can already tell that it's going to be a bad one.

Now, I have to start this thing before he gets up again.

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Bliss. That's the only way I can describe how I'm feeling right now. The feeling of being nicely wrapped in blankets, lying on a soft bed, and having sunlight rest gently on my face is euphoric. Wait a minute. Why is there sunlight hitting me? My bed nowhere near the window. I shift around in the bed.  My bed in that shit shack of an apartment is not even close to the softness I'm sinking into right now. Something is very wrong here.

During my miniature panic attack, the door slowly creaks open. My eyes snap open and stare towards the door. What I saw was surprising to say the least. 'Holy fucking mini-horse!' I screamed in my head. In the doorway was a Yellow mini-horse with gigantic blue eyes. It had a tray of foodstuffs on its.back.

"Oh good your awake," it said, though I'm guessing that it's a she because of its voice.

'Holy shit it talks!' Is what I wanted to say, but I stopped myself. 'come on man pull yourself together!' I told myself 'Remember what your pappy told you to do in situations like this!' This last part surprised me since I don't have a "pappy", but I decided to roll with it anyway.

'Step one: assess the possible threat.' I looked over to the yellow one. One closer inspection I noticed two wings on either side of her body. She was relatively small and looked a bit small. Overall, she had a look that made you want to run over and squeeze her until those huge eyes popped out. She was no threat, but I wasn't going to take any chances.

'Step B: take a good look at your surroundings.' For the first time since I woke up I did just that. I seemed to be in an old English cottage. I looked out of the window and saw a little chicken pen and a few animals running around. Behind it there was a forest.The place didn't seem too strange.

'And finally, step triangle: take a look at yourself' I put an arm in front of my face and nearly shit myself. I don't have hands. The bitch cut off my hands! I looked over to the pegasus thing who was now standing closer to the bed. She still had that look of pure kindness on her face. She couldn't have done anything wrong (Not yet anyway). I went back to staring at my stump and saw that it was covered in very dark blue fur. Under the fur there was a hoof. I looked under the covers and saw the rest of my body, Dark blue fur, wings on either side of my body and a black and white tail. There were a few scars here and there.

Okay, I'm not even going to worry about the 'being a mini-horse' thing, so now it's time for a game plan.Two things are possible here. 1: the yellow one may have saved me from getting killed by something in that forest, or 2: she's some psychopath who captured me and wants to feed me to the animals outside. I'm gonna go with the latter. With that in mind, I developed a cunning plan that took all of five seconds to make.

She put the tray on my lap. "I made you something to eat," she said. "I hope it's okay." There was a bowl of oatmeal and some tea. It was perfect for what I wanted to do. I looked dead in the eye with a small smile on my face, reached over to the tray, and then.....I WENT TABLE FLIPPIN' UP IN THIS BITCH!  (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻). Such a terrible joke.

While she was stunned I ran to the window. "See ya later Shitlord!" I shouted before throwing my self out the window. Half a second after something clicked. I just jumped out of a second story window expecting to fly directly into the sun, but there's something wrong with that. I don't know how to fly. "Oh shitshitshishitshi-"

slam

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"Is he going to be alright doctor?" A familiar voice asked.

I opened my eyes slowly to see the yellow one and a brown horse with an hourglass on his ass. "I would like to know that as well," I said groggily. They both seemed startled by my input, but the stallion quickly recovered.

"You're going to be just fine," He said. "You can leave whenever you feel like it."

"Oh, that's nice. I have one question, though. How the hell did I get here?"

He pointed to the custard pony, "This little mare brought you over here."

"It was nothing, really." She murmured as she hid her face in her mane.

I judged this pony all wrong. She carried me to the hospital after I broke my face. Maybe she's not the cannibalistic psychopath I made her out to be.

"It was more than nothing," I said to her "You went and brought me hear after I threw hot oatmeal in your face and jumped out of your window. And as funny it was I shouldn't have done that."

She  blushed and hid her face again. "I forgive you for all of that. You were probably just scared after waking up in a strange place."

I chuckled,"You don't know the half of it. But still, I can't thank you enough. If you hadn't decided to help me out I would still be on the ground in front of your cottage, or worse still inside of the forest."

She looked at me. "What kind of pony would I be if I just left you in that dark, scary, forest?" She asked. "I-I mean, if anypony saw you they would have done the same."

"No the wouldn't," I said. "From what you told me about the forest, no one would want to go in there, meaning that I would still be there right now. And any other person would be fed up with me after I jumped out of the window. You've more than any person would and I don't even know your name."

"It's Fluttershy," she mumbled.

So her name is Fluttershy. She looks more like a Lisa or a Jennifer, but I guess these ponies wouldn't use human names. That means I have to think of something epic to call myself. Maybe Stealth Wing or Flare Blitz. Or how about Fred?

"My name is...," My voice trailed off. "You know what? I'll tell you when I think of one."

She stared for at me for a minute, but seemed to accept it.

"Thanks for everything, Doc." I got out of the bed and walked out of the room. I turned around and shouted,"You coming, Shy?"

I heard a small squeak. "W-wait what?"

"I need someone to show me around the place," I said calmly. "So, are you coming or not?"

"O-okay then." She walked up next to me and we walked out of the hospital. It's time for an adventure