The Legend of Dean Fender: the Greatest Guitar Player in Equestria

I was dumbfounded. I couldn't believe that they were able to find out somehow. At first I tried denying it by saying things like "I've been friends with you guys my whole life; I'm obviously not a brony." However they didn't buy it and I eventually said "why do you think I'm a brony." It turns out that I accidentally left the folder open on my computer and when one of my friends wanted to look something up, they immediately saw everything: the mane 6, the background ponies, and  all of the original characters that I had created. I sighed and admitted "you guys got me; I am a brony." I was so embarrassed. I couldn't believe that all my friends had found out about my secret. I then asked them very worriedly "what do you guys think about all of this." I will never forget what my best friend then said after I asked that question on that day. "We think that you're a faggot" and then they all left me.

I had never felt so alone. All of my lifelong friends were gone in less than a minute. I felt so lonely because I had just gone from having a good group of friends to being all by myself. I couldn't handle it. It was all to much for me. I immediately crumpled like a coat and cried.

I went home that day to my family who I assumed would not have or would ever hear about my obsession. I was wrong. When I walked in the door they saw me and immediately started laughing at me. They thought I was weird and creepy and would never be able to function properly. I asked them how they found out and they said that they had heard it from one of my ex-friends parents.

This was devastating so I did what I always do when I am sad, lonely, or depressed; I played the guitar. I played sad songs and songs filled with hatred and rage to try to express my emotions through music. Afterwards I did something that I had never done. I watched My Little Pony and drank. I turned it on and grabbed myself a bottle of vodka from my dad's liquor cabinet. I was so depressed and unhappy so I just drank it straight from the bottle while I watched those six ponies go on adventures. What I didn't realize is how much I had been drinking. I soon realized that I gone from a full bottle to one that more than halfway empty. I had probably had the equivalent to 20 shots of strong alcohol. I had drank all of it all by myself. I then knew I was going to need to vomit. I ran straight to the toilet and started throwing up. I barely made it to the bathroom because my vision was so blurry. That was the last thing that I remembered from that night before passing out on the bathroom floor.

I woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. I had never been drunk before and didn't realize how bad a hangover is. I must say that it was definitely the worst headache I had ever had in my life. After I got over it, I realized that something was different. I looked around at my surroundings and saw that they looked somewhat familiar but I couldn't help but think "I don't ever remember being here." I started to fall asleep again. I remember seeing a pink pony with a cotton candy scented mane run up to me right before losing consciousness.