Suddenly Starlet

The game eventually loaded after a few minutes, I had gathered up my strength enough to use my magic proficiently again. I had taken the time waiting to figure out how I was  going to play, it hadn't taken long for me to devise a strategy. When the start screen pulled up I tested my strategy. My strategy was that by focusing the magic I could press the buttons on the controller, and to my surprise it worked.

I joined a lobby, I decided on playing some good ol' team death-match. I wasn't good at call of duty before, and I’m still not good at it. But when I got changed the aid of magic made it easier for me to be quick with my reflexes. When the motions go straight from your head to the controller without the medium of fingers to slow you down, you will find it makes you much better than with fingers.

It was all fine except for when it came to most of the other players; I never did like the guys on here, but they never really bothered me so it was no problem. Now don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm some extreme feminist who thinks that all men are scum. It's not even exclusively males, I just don't have much faith in humanity at all. I do believe there are a few upstanding members of society, but those were far and few. I tried to ignore them, it wasn't working. They just kept on making snide comments and hitting on me, they were horrible at it by the way.

Me being the nice person I was tried to be polite and nice about it, bad idea. This just fueled their fire and I made it worst, it started to grind on my nerves. I grew more and more irritated as every lobby I went to had the same problem, it was getting ridiculous. There was only one guy in this lobby, but I was about to lose it.

“hey leave her alone, I'm sure your boyfriend is getting jealous,” a voice spoke up in my defense, I looked at the players to see who had spoken. A smile spread across my face as the two snapped at each-other. The two went on like that for a while, it ended with the other guy leaving the lobby in an angry fit.

“hey, thanks. I was about to lose my cool myself,” I told the guy who had come to my aid.

“it's no big deal. besides, I couldn't just stand by and let him treat a lady like that, what kind of man would I be then?” I could almost hear him shrugging. Almost.

“yeah, lady... anyway, thanks. You wanna play some search and destroy?” I started putting his name into the friend request message.

“yeah, sure” he left the lobby and a second later I got a request to join his game. I sent the friend request and accepted the game request. We played for a while, not many more incidents occurred in the rest of the time. At about ten o' clock I signed off, pulling the headset off I heard the kids talking. (the kids is how I refer to my step-siblings as a collective whole)

I realized that while I was playing a lot of the kids had woken up, all except my biological brother. This was no surprise though, but when I walked into the kitchen only two were in there. The two in the kitchen happened to be my younger brother and sister, the older of the two sisters mind you.

Since it's getting repetitive to say which sister I'm just gonna call her Thing 1. You got that? Good, cause that's what she will be referred to as. My youngest sister is Thing 2, and I’ll just call my youngest brother, hmm... I'll think on that. Well anyway, whatever I decide to call him he was ecstatic at seeing me. He was a Brony and it was all because of a person named Corbin; my biological brother is at fault; I know being a Brony isn't a fault, but when it's for the reason my younger brother has, it's a fault.

Let me explain, I had one day decided to watch the show. I don't remember why, but I think it had piqued my interest a day or so before. This was before Bronies were well known, and  when I watched it I found myself liking it. After that I watched it more and more, I got up nearly every morning to watch it in private. One day my brother happened to catch me watching it, he laughed at me and I just denied it. Then he grew attached to it when he learned about how this whole Brony thing was becoming popular.

My brother placed himself in this category openly, I stayed a closet Brony. My youngest brother looks up to my brother, Corbin. He thinks that everything Corbin likes is cool, this is because my youngest brother, like all my other step-siblings, is a huge copycat. They all copy Corbin with just about everything, and even he was getting tired of it. I don't mind though cause they stay away from anything I like unless if it happens to coincide with something Corbin likes. They even started stealing his signature stuff, his style. I do have some sympathy for him her; I mean, you don't take someone's style.

Anyways my youngest brother is a Brony and while I was thinking that he had run over to me and was currently strangling me with a hug. “can't... breath...” I rasped; I seriously couldn't, looks like his tae-kwon-do was paying off. He backed off and I took in a deep breath.

“a pony! Can I keep it? Can you talk?” he asked in rapid succession

“no, you cannot keep me,” I thought of what I should say, I thought on how if I told him who I really was it might not be great. Looking over to Thing 1 she seemed to be giving me a look that mirrored my thoughts. “I am Starlet Mint” I sat down waiting for a reply, he just looked at me in disinterest.

“never heard of you, do you know rainbow dash?” he said quickly. He was looking around frantically as if he might find another pony somewhere. He finally settled down and looked over to me, “she's not here is she?”

“no I don't know rainbow dash personally, and no she is not here,” I replied. He looked disappointed, but hen he looked back at me with a little more excitement.

“so, why are you here?” he had this very blatantly obvious look of crazed excitedness, it was very unnerving.

“I'm...” this was a very valid question, why was I here? “I'm not entirely sure, but I hope to find out very soon” I got up and went into our room, I had to get out before Thing 2 got out of the bathroom. I went into the room and my little brother follow me, he realized where we were going.

“why are you going into Corbins room?” he questioned, he was a smart little bugger he was. Though what he said annoyed me, it wasn't Corbin and Skylars room it was just Corbins

“I, umm... I'm very close to Skylar, and I need to use some of Skylars things” I felt satisfied with this as I walked in.

“where is Skylar?” darn it, why do you make this so hard. Would it be easier to tell him the truth? No, I’ll just have to think of something.

“Skylar's away for now, and Corbin wants you to stay out,” I slammed the door shut before he could ask any more questions. Now that he was out of my hair I realized another thing, Corbin was waking up. I turned around to see him shift in bed, I stood stock stiff as I watched him heave himself into an upright position. He rubbed his eyes sleepily and opened up his dresser. I waited for him to notice me, he was more than halfway through getting dressed when he noticed me.

“whoa, what are you doing here? What are you? Who are you? Why are you in my room? Why were you watching me get dressed? What is wrong with you? Are you a pony? It looks like you are? Can you talk? Guess not, that's just silly. Wait, am I still asleep? Well if I was asleep couldn't I let you talk? So I guess –” he started to ramble, he had this surprised look on his face, but it had turned from surprise to fascination.

“Shut up!” I yelled at him, “seriously, I can't think straight with all your non-stop yammering...” I looked at him aggravated. “my name is Starlet mint as far as your concerned, and you shall address me as such. I woke up as a pony and I need you to shut the buck up,” I turned to my dresser and proceeded with what I had planned on doing when I walked in. so I did nothing, I mostly just looked at all my stuff and sat there confused.

“Skylar?” Corbin asked incredulously.

“the one and only.” my reply was dripping with sarcasm, I looked over to him. He was on the verge of breaking out in laughter. “don't you dare say a word.”

“oh, I won't.” he stated before bursting out into laughter, he dropped to the floor and laughed his heart out.

“I’m glad this is so funny.” I rolled my eyes at him, this was going to be a very long day.