The Rarity Parable

by TwilightWriter

Rating: teen
Tags: Tragedy, Comedy, Random, Adventure, Crossover
Length: 805

This story is completely about Rarity going through Stanley's story throughout The Stanley Parable.

Now our story begins with a man named Stanley that worked in a big building. Stanley worked as employee 427. Employee 427s job was… Wait a second, hold on. That isn't Stanley. It's a unicorn. How did a unicorn get in my story? That makes no sense. A unicorn? Ok, restart.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-12-13 04:57:17 UTC

1

Rarity walked through the left door. This door left her in a long hallway to walk through. Throughout the hallway there were several doors with numbers on them. Next to some of the doors were windows that showed office's.

So... Rarity. Where did you come from exactly?

"I'm from Equestria. Where are you from?"

I am here. Make... well, made a story. Then you came and sort of ruined it.

"Who was in it before?"

A man named Stanley. I wonder how he's doing.

Meanwhile, in Equestria. Stanley was curled up in a little ball at Fluttershy's house getting over the fact that he's in a land full of colorful ponies.

"Get me out get me out get me out get me out..." Stanley mumbled as he began to cry in his legs.

"It's... um... alright Stanley. Help is almost here." Fluttershy said nervously.

Almost instantly after Fluttershy said this, a knock came at the door. Fluttershy then got up and opened the door. This revealed Twilight Sparkle. Twilights gaze went instantly past Fluttershy to Stanley.

"What's the problem?" Twilight questioned.

Fluttershy said nothing. She only pointed at Stanley. Twilight then moved over to the balled up Stanley.

"Are you ok?" Twilight said softly, bending her head down to meet Stanleys level.

"How am I here how am I here how am I here how am I here? I know!" Stanley said, breaking himself out of his ball and coming to his wits. "I'm dreaming! This is all a dream. This isn't real!"

Twilight turned back to Fluttershy in curiosity and mouthed "What?". Fluttershy shrugged and they both continued to listen to Stanley's crazed explanation.

"Oh... But how will I wake up? I'll pinch myself! OW!!! That hurt! That could only mean one thing... I'm drugged. I've been drugged! That means it's only temporary right? Right you purple pony?"

Twilight only managed to say "Uh".

"Yeah... that's right... I'm drugged." Stanley went into an insane laughter as he started to destroy the room. "THIS IS MY HALUCINATION. I'M GOING TO DO WHATEVER I WANT! HAHA!!!"

"STOP!!!"

"AAAHAAAAHAHHAAAHAHA!!!!!"

Meanwhile, in The Stanley Parable...

I'm pretty sure he's fine.

As Rarity walked through a few winding hallways, they talked a little bit about each other's culture and every day lives. When Rarity came to a set of stairs, they discussed where they should go next.

Beginning

There once was a man named Stanley. Stanley worked in a big building as employee 427. Employee 427's job was simple. It was to... It was... to... Is that a unicorn? No, it couldn't be. Unicorns don't exist. And they most definitely don't exist in this story. Why is it here? In Stanley's office? What did you do to Stanley?

"I did not do anything to this person. In fact I think you did something to me."

And what do you think I...? You can talk?!

"Yes, I can indeed talk. Now tell me why I am here?"

I don't know. How do you expect me to know. Magic?

"Well you obviously brought me here with magic. So obviously I expect you to know."

Magic? There is no such thing as magic. At least not in this story.

"No magic? No way out? No knowledge on getting out? Will I die here? Rarity slowly collapsed to her knees out of pure shock. She felt like she was about to cry.

No. Maybe. But this is your story. I'm sure this will end up ok. Don't cry.

"You just said I will die!" Rarity exclaimed, now crying her heart out on the carpet floor.

I said you might die.

"W-well t-that helps a lot! Thank you so much f-for the-the... WAAAAAA!!!!" The narrators attempt to ease her pain, only resulted in more tears for the carpet to soak up.

Come on, we have to move. We have to or nothing is going to happen. Come on we have to go.

With that, Rarity got off her flank and moved to the nearest, and only door in the room. She tried her best to keep back her sniffles and shudders as she calmed down.

The narrator opened the door for Rarity, leading into a room with many desks, computers, chairs, and other things you would usually have in an office. Rarity then went through another door leading into a hallway that just went right and left. At the end of the hallway, there was a room with two doors.

Alright then miss unicorn! Make your choice.

"My name is Rarity. And wouldn't you be the one who would make a choice for me? This is a story that you made. Right?

Yes, but I never included a unicorn. This is basically your story now. I can't alter it. But hey, I'll give it a shot. Go through the left door.