It had been some time, but I finally got myself to finish what I had started. But I just couldn't seem to perfect it. I sat there for hours on end typing and typing and typing until my fingers were worn to the bone. But despite the cramping pain and the late night insomnia, something about writing these stories of mine gave me a smile, not a full grin but a tiny smirk. It wasn't much but it stayed on my face as the night progressed. My eyelids grew heavy but I couldn't stop now, my state of mind was set, I was determined to finish this work of art! But I got a better idea, instead of stopping for the night, I took my laptop and set it on the foot of my bed and sat myself in front of it. It wasn't helping my eyes open but it was better than sitting at my cluttered desk.
My stories aren't about love and romance or mysterious crimes, I write about the ponies from my favorite show My Little Pony. I create imaginative adventures of my own design for the fictional ponies to explore. But between work and school I hardly have enough time nowadays to complete my stories. But tomorrow was Saturday and my place of work was going to be closed for memorial day, so now was my chance!
It was three in the morning now, my fingers hurt and my mind was popping with new ideas. The heaviness in my eyes intensified as I struggled to hold them open. My eyes shut for a second and my head dropped to my pillow but my head shot back up as I heard a small tapping at my window. I didn't check the clock, assuming it couldn't have been more than a minute that I had set my head down. I peered out my window but I couldn't see a thing, so I unlatched it and slid it open to try and get a better look.
I leaned a bit outside but still I saw nothing. So I leaned out a bit more and all of the sudden my feet lost their grip and I tumbled out of my window.
My vision was black and the pain in my head was unbearable. I assumed I had hit a rock that had been outside my window for years now so I didn't think much of the headache. I lifted my hand to rub the origin of the pain but it was then that everything got, weird. A flat surface pressed against my forehead, no fingers, not even the nubs. I knew I had been typing my fingers off but this was serious. I finally overcame the pain enough to open my eyes and my heart froze.
My hand was no hand at all, it was a hoof! That would explain why I felt no fingers, but that doesn't exp[lain what the hell is going on! I quickly got up onto all fours and took a gander at my body. Hooves, mane, tail, and even my own cutie mark?! I didn't know what to think, I was overwhelmed with joy at the fact that what I loved had become reality but I was also scared about the fact that I had no idea what happened. How would I get home? What if anyone misses me? What will my girlfriend do? Leave me and find some guy that won’t disappear to a far away fictional land of colorful ponies and friendship?
Well I had to find a way home, as much as I loved it here, with the bright trees and the chirping birds. More than I can say about the cluttered streets and filthy sidewalks of my hometown. I found a small dirt road and decided to just follow it and find out where it would take me, using that time to calibrate my mind with my new body and learning to walk on four legs. About 30 minutes passed and I feel like I had just gotten the hang or an extra two legs when I saw a small town in the distance, it looked familiar but my mind was too boggled to remember at the moment. I kept on my path and eventually made it to the town, I took a quick look around at the happy ponies and local shops until I spotted a building that was unforgettable. A tall tree with a door at its base, of course I knew who resided there, and now I remembered where I was. Ponyville! How could I forget, it was the main town in the whole show and I let it slip my mind. I wandered around aimlessly totally forgetting what I was trying to do, getting distracted by all the places and things I had once only thought was fiction.
It wasn't until I bumped into a young filly that I shook my head and got myself focused again, I had to get home. As much as wanted to stay it wasn't right. I wasn't meant to be here. But my next step was finding out how to get home. Since I was new to the whole dimension crossing thing I thought i’d find some pony to ask about my problem. Who better to ask than the smartest pony in Ponyville, the egghead herself! I approached Twilight's library and took a deep breathe. Here I was, a pony, about to meet whoo in my own opinion was best pony. I knocked my hoof against the wooden door and waited patiently. I heard hoof steps grow closer to the door followed by the unlatching of a lock. The door swung open and there she was, Twilight Sparkle. She looked at me with a smile on her face.
“Hello, may I help you?”
I would have responded to her, if I hadn't fainted that is.
I slowly opened my eyes to the feel of a wet rag laying across my forehead. I sat up and took a look around. I was in Twilights library. She must have taken me in when I fainted, but where was she now? I slowly got back onto all fours and shook my head. I picked the rag up with my teeth and set it on the table next to the bed that I had been rested on. I thought to myself that she must be out at the market or something so I just made my way downstairs and started peering at all the books that covered the walls and packed the shelves. I took one of the books and set it on her podium. I flipped it open only to gasp at what I had just discovered. I would've never known.
I dropped the book as it hit the floor with a thud. I covered my mouth with my hoof. The book lay flat on the floor open, on the page lay a mystery only a pony would have known. My own fan fics. I accounted for every single one. Each book wasn't a book of spells and knowledge, but an encyclopedia of ever fan fic ever written by writers around the earth. My eyes scanned the shelves as I read the names of many Bronies and Pegasisters. I reached down to pick up the book that contained my stories but only to drop it again as the door flung open and collided with a stool by the wall.
Standing in the doorway was Twilight Sparkle. Dark shades covered her eyes and the expression on her face was more than just serious. I didn't need to see her eyes to sense that she was glaring at me through the black tinted lenses. Behind her, Applejack and Rarity walked in, same shades, same expressions. I backed away only to encounter Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash hovering behind me. I could only assume Rarity was keeping watch outside. I took a step closer to Twilight, my intention to ask what I had stumbled upon, but I was greeted with the loop of Applejack's lasso as it fell around my legs and tightened, tripping me and holding my legs in place. My head hit the floor with a thud, I was sure it was hard enough to make the books in the shelves fall but I was wrong. I looked up, head in pain, as Twilight Sparkle approached me. She removed her shades and glared down at me as the others kept their stature.
“Wha- What is all this?” I asked.
“What you have stumbled upon is an old data bank full of all the humans that have written stories of us, our daily lives. What you humans don’t know is that what you call virtual, is very much reality. You see, we ponies aren't all about friendship and cuteness, we are very intellectual-“
“Except spike” Rainbow added, trying to hide it behind a cough.
Twilight glared up at Rainbow Dash, but then back down at me.
“You see, you aren't the first to cross universes young human. We ponies have been to yours many times. We have seen what you culture is like. We have seen what your daily life consists of. Then when our scientists discovered what you humans call the Internet, we found a website called FimFiction dot net. We couldn't read all of them so we spent years building a device that let us access your internet across out different dimensions. A lot of the stories you humans make are dreadful and lack what we ponies truly are. Don’t even get me started on Alicorn OC stories....” Twilight lectured to me.
They all shook their heads in disagreement to the thought of Alicorn OC’s.
“I would ask why you humans watch us ponies live our lives and where you even discovered us, but i’d just be wastinbg my time.” Twilight added.
I lifted my head a bit to look Twilight in the eyes.
“L-Laura Faust.”
Twilight looked down at me.
“What?” she questioned.
“Laura Faust, she created you, you ponies are just a cartoon created by a genius.”
Twilight’s face went from serious, to furious.
“That bitch...”
I looked up at Twilight as her voice drifted off.
“Laura Faust was a human we encountered by accident on one of our visits there. We told her our presence needed to be kept a secret and I guess she couldn't keep her flap shut...” Twilight explained.
“Now listen” I added. “She may have broken a promise that opened your existence, but why hold me here? I won’t tell.”
“I’m sorry, we can’t risk another human to know of our secret. Fluttershy, you know what to do.”
Fluttershy landed in front of me gentle as an angel. She slowly lifted her shades and peered down at me. She held her eyes closed and prepared for what she had to do next. Her eye snapped open as she gave me, the stare. My eyes widened, my pupils dilated, and my vision whitened. I couldn't help but think, man, this is it. I knew my life would end someday but who knew it would be from my beloved ponies. I guess I could accept my fate.
My head shot up, almost pulling every muscle. I was breathing heavily and sweat dripped down my forehead. I lifted my arm to wipe it off and to my satisfaction my hand was back. No hoof, no Technicolor, just plain fleshy skin. I glanced over at the clock. To my surprise, only twenty three minutes had gone by. I looked back at my laptop screen, the black line still flashing on an unfinished document. But in my head I knew how to change that. I opened a new blank document and started typing.
“It had been some time, but I finally got myself to finish what I had started....”
