The Human That Was a Pony

Cal was a normal person just like any other. He would go down the street and no one would look at him and go "I know you from somewhere". That is until one day when his life was going to change forever. Cal woke up that morning wanting to stay in bed. He reluctantly got up because he knew he was on his last strike for being late and if he was late this time he would get fired. He got up ignoring all the trash and beer cans laying around. He went to the bathroom looking in the mirror. He was a tall 27 year old man who had light brown hair. He took off his clothes so he could hop in the shower and get ready for the day. His job was selling CD's and he was saving money so he could make his own. He was good at the music he would make but like every good singer they never where able to get the record deal they needed to pursue the dream. He was particularly drawn towards dubstep except he had a way of making it sound like nothing anyone has heard. He would add lyrics and not the kind that would glitch and repeat but nice soothing lyrics to it making it sound like angels had sung it. Then he would stop and the bass would drop and the club he would perform at would go ecstatic.

He never could manage to get a permanent job at one though on account of his alcoholism. Right after the first few songs he would have racked enough beer cans to be melt down into a tank. He would then be kicked out of the club never to be aloud back. He would stubble back to his apartment and wake up the next morning with a killer headache. He got out of the shower went over to his closet opened it nothing. He wasn't that keen on hygiene either. He just would grab some clothes that looked and smelled clean enough and set of to his job. Whenever he was driving he would always pick up his friend. he didn't work at the music store that he worked at but at the fast food place next to it.

Cal honked his horn impatiently, "Hey Max lets go," Upon honking his horn a few more times the door opened and Max walked out.

"I'm coming I'm coming you impatient bastard," Max said getting into the car. "So how was the club last night get kicked out like always."

"And like always I reply I haven't the slightest idea." Cal wasn't one to get drunk very easily but when he did he would lose all of the memories from the night in question. "So how have you been haven't seen you around lately." He said as he pulls out of the parking lot.

"Ya probably because I've been sulking lately," he says with a sad look on his face.

"What's got you down this time?"

"My girlfriend leaving me because I've 'lost the love' in the relationship."

"You see man, I always say this you rush into love to quickly and find a slut that only uses you like an old rag and throws you away when she thinks your done."

"I know dude its just that I want to find that special someone that will love me for the rest of my life."

"Max do you know how cheesy that sounds."

"Ya I do but that the truth."

"You really are a sap," Cal says as he stops at the store. "Well hears the job that chisels down my pride with each moment of working in it."

"You make it sound like you hate it."

"At least I am around what I love."

"Hey I love burgers just as much as you love music," Max said while they both shared a laugh.

They say there goodbyes since Max gets off later then Cal. Cal entered the store and starts getting to work when his boss storms out of his office. "Cal you're fired."

He look at him in bewilderment. "W,, Why?" He says with a bit of confusion in his voice

"You're late," his boss says as he points to the clock.

"But I'm only a minute late why would you fire me for that?"

"Because I've given you plenty of other chances to redeem yourself."

"I've only been late 2 other times," he says with desperation to keep his job.

"That's right, but 3 strikes you're out NOW LEAVE MY STORE!!"

Cal leaves the store begrudgingly, but not before he knocks down a few racks of CDs in the process. He heads for his car hops in and heads for the nearest bar.

He goes into the bar as a few people greet him, after all he is a regular at this place. He goes straight to the counter. "Give me your strongest drink."

The man looks at him greeting him with a "Hey Cal how've you been?"

"Just got fired and am going to drown my sorrows in the sweat pain relieve drink of alcohol."

"Wow you see its good to be you're own boss like me."

"Ya ya stop gloating and give me my drink." He hands him the strongest stuff they've got and within a few glasses he's out.

The barkeeper tells Cal to go he's had to much to drink. He responds with "But Pa a swig one more swig of happy juice wouldn't hurt."

"Cal leave you've had a bit to much already," he mutters to himself as he leaves.

He reaches his car and puts it in the ignition "First my job, then the bar what next my life." As if God was having amusement by what he says a semi hits Cal sending the car flying into the lake. He sees a bright light and is gone. Without a trace no body is recovered saying it was washed down stream and it would turn up over time.

Cal woke up the next morning with a killer headache. He looks at his surroundings and finds himself in a tree, "What the hell happened last night." He goes to get down then he slips through a hole landing in the middle of a room. "What is this place," he looks around in amazement at all the books around when he feels something below him he looks down and sees a pony.

He gets off and looks at its lavender color and a horn he stares at in in amazement when he hears someone, "Are you going to stare at me all day." He looks around and sees no one. "Over hear," he looks down at the pony.

"Did you just talk?" how could it have talked, its a pony he thinks.

"Did you just... talk?" They stare at each other and then at the same time start screaming. Cal was no longer in his world anymore because in his world ponies don't talk.