Life is truly a funny thing to me. How unfair it may seem to other people that want the impossible. I just find it funny. I understand that I can't have everything that I want, but most people still yearn for that one thing they can never have. But then I stopped finding it funny when I got what I wanted. Then I began to lose myself now that I have what I want. It was quite uneventful honestly. But I'll just start from the beginning so you're not lost.
It all started on my day off. Usually on my days off I take time to read the fan-fictions of one of my favorite TV shows, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. Yes I am a brony. Do other people know about it? No, no they don't not even my friends other than the ones that have told that me they're bronies, then I share that I too am a brony.
So I sat on my couch with my laptop in my lap and my feet propped up on my coffee table. I loved My Little Pony. The show was cute and ever since I watched it I made up my own pony that was a filly, but ever since I imagined her, I came to love her. And I always wished she was real. But then I realized that it was impossible, she was an imaginary pony, something that doesn't exist and could not exist.
This really depressed me for a little while before I eventually got over it. She may not have been real, but at least I had her in my mind. And I do not know how corny that sounded but I don't care. As I browsed through the fan-fictions, I couldn't take the filly I named Rose Patch off my mind.
The day dragged on slowly as I sat on my couch lazily. I still had Rose Patch on my mind. It kinda brought me down whenever I thought about her. Whenever I thought about I also thought about how I couldn't have her. I shook my head violently as a last resort to escaping the thought. Letting out a small sigh, I shuffle towards my front door and step out onto the from porch.
I didn't know what time of day it was until I noticed the sky was pitch black. The moon lit up the dark sky as the stars decorated it. I always liked to think of it as Luna's sky even thought it was a man on the moon instead of a mare. What surprised me was that a shooting star darted across the sky. Now, I've heard of the "wish upon a shooting star" myth, and I always believed that it'd work when I was kid, but it was rare whenever one would eventually reveal itself.
Finally noticing that the star was beginning to disappear, I let my kid side take over and made a wish. I wished that I had my little filly, my Rose Patch. It was the only thing on my mind at the moment so I took this false chance to at least feel some sense that I was going to get my wish. I opened my eyes and saw that the star was no longer there. I looked around, but saw nothing out of the ordinary.
I was silent on my porch. Even though nothing happened, what was I expecting? Suddenly, I heard rumbling as a flash of lightning touched down on the earth.
Odd... I thought.
The moon was suddenly covered by clouds as rain began to patter against the concrete sidewalk. I went back inside and slumped down in my couch as I turned off the lights. The storm began to pass over as the rain began to hammer against my windows and on my roof. Ah, the sound of rain always helped me sleep. I felt myself drifting away from my consciousness as the sound of the rain began to slowly drown out.
Out of the blue, there was a knock.
My eyes shot open as I sat up. I looked around the pitch-black darkness for anything that could have made the noise. It wasn't loud nor was it a quiet knock. Then I heard it again, from my front door. As I stood up I felt a sense of hope spark inside myself. I inched my was over to the door, but after the third knock I sped up to a fast walk towards the door.
I didn't care who it was, my spark of hope intensified as I flung open my door to find nothing there. I looked all around my porch and saw nothing there. I light drops of splashing rain against my face before I slowly looked down. My heart shattered into a million pieces.
Looking up at me with bright gold eyes, a cream colored coat with a red-violet mane and tail was a small, familiar filly pegasus. My heart was pumping out of my chest as this small, knee-high-tall filly stared up at me with those golden eyes that almost consumed me. We continued staring at each other for a small moment before she reached her front legs out to me. I (as calmly as I could) leaned over and picked her up my arms and held her close to my chest.
Her fur was soaking wet, and it began to soak my jacket. I could feel the poor filly shivering in my arms as she dug herself into me. I closed my door and carried her over to my living room. I placed her down on the couch and quickly ran into my bathroom and back with a towel in my hands.
I quickly dried her off as best as I could manage. I placed the towel underneath her. The poor thing kept shivering, and all I did was stare at her while on my knees in front of my couch.
I can't believe this. S-she's here. I thought. This is impossible, this has to be a dream...
But it all felt so real. How she felt in my arms, how my heart is fluttering as I stare the filly I call Rose Patch. She continued shivering as she opened her eyes and looking into mine. Without warning, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into the tightest hug she could give me. My eyes widened before I returned the hug. Her fur was still damp, but I didn't care.
Rose finally released me as she stretched her wings out with a cute little yawn. She smiled lightly which shattered me. I replied with a huge smile on my face as I gushed with happiness. I stood up and flipped the lights on before sitting down on the couch beside her. Rose crawled into my lap and sat down while staring at me with a huge amount of curiosity on her face. I couldn't blame her though. I'd feel the same way if I was in a different world saved by some odd creature.
The pegasus let out another yawn. I could see the sleep in her eyes. But I had to admit, I was tired too. I lifted her off my lap and placed her back on the couch before walking to my bedroom. I grabbed a blanket from my closet and came back to the couch to see Rose looking around the living room. I gave her a little more time to explore around before I thought it was time to go to sleep.
The curious filly was at the edge of the kitchen before I scooped her up in my arms. I heard a little groan of disappointment, which made me chuckle. I turned the lights off and laid down on the couch with Rose in my arms. I pulled the blankets over the two of us and felt her snuggle herself into my chest. I couldn't help but pet her. She squirmed a little when my hand brushed over her right wing.
The storm calmed down a bit, but the pattering never stopped. A bright flash lit up the house briefly as a large CRACK erupted as lightning rattled the house. I heard Rose yelp and hide underneath the blankets. She poke her head out and looked at the window, then at me. I only smiled before holding her close.
"It's okay Rose." I whispered ever-so softly. "It's just a little lightning."
She gave a light nod before scooting forward and nuzzling the underpart of my jaw. Hope and happiness flooded from me. I could feel and hear her breathing. Her fur was soft, softer than anything that I've felt before. The sound of rain against my windows lulled me to sleep once more.
Morning came around and the storm had finally passed on. I didn't dream at all last night. Or at least I don't think I did. A smile formed over my face as I felt around to find my little filly. My smile faded into a frown as I felt nothing. My eyes shot open as I threw the blankets off of me to find nothing there.
S-she has to be here. Because if I did dream, I remember falling asleep without a blanket, and I was sitting upright.
My thoughts brought some sort of relief to me as I stood up from my couch. I folded the blanket and neatly placed it on the arm of the couch before shuffling around my house searching for any signs of a tiny pegasus being around. After searching around for a few minutes I heard something fall upstairs which made me sigh.
I quickly made my way upstairs to see a door at the end of the hallway opened just slightly. As I made my way down the hall I noticed that a couple other doors were opened too. Everything was downstairs so I didn't need to worry about anything upstairs. It was mostly just empty bedrooms and a bathroom or two except for my computer room which was at the end of the hall. I opened the door at the end of the hall to see Rose looking at my desk/recording studio.
She sniffed my microphone a little before looking over at my closed gaming laptop. Her attention turned towards me when she noticed I was standing there watching with a smile on my face. A smile grew over her face as she fluttered over to me and hugged me. A gasp that Rose luckily didn't notice escaped my mouth as I wrapped my arms around her. Her fur had finally found warmth which was another reason why I didn't want to let her go.
But alas, I had to. We both released each other and Rose flew behind me and wrapped her front legs around me while hovering with me wherever I walked. I gave her a little tour of the house not very worried about showing her the kitchen being a vegetarian after all. Rose sat on the counter and watched as I broke up a few carrots and gave them to her. She ate them quickly and happily.
"So, can you talk?" I asked.
She nodded before replying, "Of course!" Her voice was soft yet slightly scratchy and slightly high pitched.
"What's your name?" Rose asked.
"Chris." I replied.
"Hmm, Chris." Rose repeated.
"Perfect" I chuckled.
"So uh, how're you liking it here?" I asked.
"It's nice and cozy. But I don't really know what most of this stuff is." Rose replied.
"Ah, don't worry. You'll get used to it, eventually." I said.
Rose smiled which made me smile back. As I watched her eat, I couldn't help but feel a little worried. I can't keep her trapped in here neither can I let her outside. What if someone tells their friend and then word gets out about it? Then somebody might come and take her away and do tests on her and...
No. I cannot think about that. She's small, she has a lot of room in the house. Yes, she will grow up, but I feel like I'd have plans by then, just in case.
"Chris? Are you okay?" Rose asked.
I'd forgotten that I'd been staring at her while she was eating and spaced out. And all facial features drain from me when I space out.
"O-of course, just, spacing out a bit that's all. Nothing to worry about." I replied.
"Oh, okay." Rose replied.
She looked down to eat another carrot to realize that she'd eaten them all. She looked up at me and we both shrugged then started to laugh. Rose hovered off the counter and back to her original position behind me. Then I realized something...
Oh crap! My job!
I wanted to panic, but I remembered that I had Rose on my back, snuggling me with a bright smile on her face. After seeing this I grinned and calmed down.
Meh, I'll just call in sick.
I don't even care about my job anymore. All I care about is the little filly that I always wanted to be with. And now I am with her, and I get to call her my own. Even if she does have to get used to life here, and even if we do go through some rough times, it all won't matter. Just as long as she's with me, I'm happier than ever.
The End.
Author's Note
All done. Now time to wait for the feed back. Enjoy everypony!
It'd already been a week since Rose somehow came here. She had no problem with the house and all of it's contents. Plus she wasn't very curious about how she got here. What relieved me even more is that she wasn't very curious about the outdoors. But the only thing I cared about was being with Rose, and making her happy whenever I could. She was okay with me leaving her alone by herself whenever I need to leave for work. Just as long as I left her some food before I left.
Based on my imagination, she was only five years old. I debated with myself whether to call her Rose Patch or Simple Rose, but I simply resorted to just calling her Rose. Storms were a common thing around where I lived. Speaking of which, it was raining right now. It always broke my heart to see the poor filly get scared of the rain. No matter how many times I told her that it was a little storm, she always hid behind me or underneath a blanket.
We sat on the couch and listened to the rain. I felt Rose wrap her arms around my forearm, bracing herself for another lightning strike. The rain was practically torture to her. But I didn't know how to end it. I winced a little when another crack of lightning rumbled the house causing Rose to tighten her grip tighter than an anaconda.
But I couldn't blame her thought, she was young. I could feel her trembling over my arm. As much as I hated to do this, I managed to slip my arm out. Rose looked at me with a pleading look that stabbed me worse than a serial killer. But I only pulled my arm away so I could gently wrap it around her and pull her closer to me. I comforted her, rocking her back and forth trying as best as I could to calm her down.
Rose buried her face into my side. I held her tighter as I leaned my head backwards against the couch. My eyes closed as I began to think again. I began to think back on one of the songs I've heard before.
"This is not what it is, only baby scars. I need your love, like a boy needs his mother's side." I softly sang.
Wait, what? My eyes shot open as I caught myself. I looked down to see Rose looking up at me. Another bolt of lightning struck, but Rose didn't react. She only continued staring up at me, as I stared at her. I haven't sang in a while. A long while. But luckily it was only a small sentence and not the entire song.
"I didn't know you could sing." Rose said.
"Yeah, I uh, haven't done it in a while so, you're lucky." I chuckled.
Another bolt of lightning shook the house causing both me and Rose to jump a bit. I stood up and walked into my bedroom to grab my blanket and came back. Rose fluttered up allowing me to lay down for softly landing on me. I threw the blankets over us to where Rose's head was sticking out.
"Come on now, sleep through it." I said softly.
Rose nodded and snuggled herself into my chest before closing her eyes. I caressed her in my arms, trying to comfort her as best as I could before closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep along with her.
Two days later...
Today was a rough day at work. My legs felt sore, my back was killing me and I was fighting a massive headache. I let out a groan as my phone rang. I reached into my back pocket and pulled it out before answering it.
"Hello...? Yes I understand that Chad... listen he's the boss, I cannot lose..."
I stopped as I saw Rose laying on the couch, sleeping. She looked happy, and peaceful. Too peaceful to be woken up. A sigh escaped my mouth as I lowered my voice.
"I cannot lose this job Chad, you know that... Yes, I understand. Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." I grumbled as I hung up and set my phone down onto the coffee table.
As I tried to sit down as quietly as I could, Rose somehow managed to wake up just as I sat down. She yawned before looking at me and smiling.
"Hi Chris." She greeted.
"Hello little one." I replied with a grin. "What're you still doin' up?"
"Well, I was sleeping, I heard your voice in my dreams, and when I looked around and didn't see you, I realized you were home."
"Wait so, you woke up just for me?" I asked.
"Well, yeah!" She exclaimed.
Wow. She mentally and purposely regain her conscience just so she could see me. She yawned again before smacking her lips, trying to keep her smile.
"Go on, get back to sleep." I sighed.
"Aw, come on, you just got home." Rose pouted.
"I-I know that, but I do not have the energy for this. Please?"
"I'm not even that tired." Rose complained.
My eyes felt like they were burning out of my skull as I stared the TV. The mind controlling machine played nothing but reruns of the same boring shows that come on every night. It's very rare to find something good on television nowadays. I looked over to my right to see Rose sleeping soundly.
I couldn't help but think that she can't just sit there every night on the couch. I stood up and switched the TV off. I slid my arms underneath the small pegasus and picked her up in my arms, earning a few sleepy groans.
"Come on now." I whispered.
She rolled around in my arms as I carried her to my room. I tried to be as gentle as I could when climbing up the stairs. I turned around and pushed my bedroom door open with my back. The door creaked loudly as I stopped it with my foot, trying to keep my balance. I gently set Rose down onto the bed, before kneeling down and patting her on the head.
"Good night... sweetheart." I whispered softly before leaving the bedroom.
As I closed the door my heart stopped. Did I really just call her sweetheart? I mean, yeah I imagined her being my daughter and all, but she's only been with me for a week or so. My stomach ached as I already got that feeling that I was beginning to love the filly. But then again, what if she feels the same way about me? I shrugged the thought off and went back downstairs to the couch with a spare blanket in tow.
The couch was going to be my new bed for a while. Possibly anyways. Even thought it was slightly softer than my bed, it was small and I constantly fall off of it in the middle of the night when I'm not with Rose. That funny feeling in my stomach grew as well as my sleepiness. My eyelids became heavy from the exhausting day at work, and I felt like I was going to throw up because of my feelings for Rose.
In the meantime, I'd just have to sort everything out sooner or later. But I don't feel like I should worry about that at the moment. Because as I said before, as long as I've got that little filly by my side, I'm happier than I ever was before.
It'd been a month now since Rose showed up. I didn't know when her birthday was but neither did she. So we both agreed to make it the day I found her, or well... I don't know. But she was still the adorable tiny filly pegasus that I've grown to love. Even though she didn't know this, I still showed her the love and care that I could offer. And she accepted it so happily, which always warmed my heart. She was always so happy and cheerful. It made her seem all the more adorable. Even if some days work me to the bone, she's still here, with a bright, warming smile on her face whenever I'm home.
I still remember the day I made her pancakes, how her face lit up just made that funny feeling in my stomach grow. But even though she always seems happy, we do have our ups and downs sometimes. It's nothing really bad, just a few small, short arguments whenever I get home from work. But sometimes I feel like we're an atomic emotional bomb, and someday, it's going to blow, but not this day, or anytime soon.
My train of thought was thrown off by a nudging at my side. I looked down to see Rose, snuggling herself into my side. She had a small blanket wrapped around her. We were once again sitting on the couch together, doing nothing. Rose didn't care though, she always seemed to be happy when she was around me, and I felt the same way with her. But I couldn't bring myself to tell her how much I loved her as my daughter, but I didn't want to make it awkward.
I wrapped my arm around Rose. She happily cooed as I started scratching her ear. Rose seemed to like it when pet her, but she usually doesn't like it when I pet her wings. She nuzzled my side as I continued to scratch. We both liked to nap together on my days off or when I finally got off of work. It was the only thing to do whenever we wanted to kill time. Sometimes we'd watch TV, but nothing good would be on. I looked down at Rose to see that same bright smile on her face.
"Ya know what Rose?" I said.
"What?"
"You are the reason why I'm so happy." I replied.
"Really?" She asked.
"Of course. It'd always been lonely around here and my friends would barely come over, but with you here you seemed to have brightened my days."
Oh my God the look on her face when I finished that sentence was so heartwarming. She smiled brightly as a faint blush spread across her cheeks.
"N-no way! I can't be the reason why you're so happy!" She exclaimed.
"Don't think like that, of course you are!" I replied.
Rose playfully shoved me as we both laughed. Once we finished the urge to tell her how I felt was still stabbing at my side. It was a different version of that small voice in my head screaming at me to tell her. I guess I'd rather be poked than constantly yelled at. Every once in a while, everything's gotta come out. And that while is right now.
"Rose..." I mustered.
"Yeah?"
"I uh... I... I sometimes, like to think of you as my daughter. And I know how weird that sounds, but you being here and enlightening my days has made a funny feeling grow in my chest that can't be relieved until I tell you this, so I'm telling you now, I love you enough to think of you as my daughter, I just don't think you feel the same way to think of me as your father."
My throat was drier than a desert. I didn't dare look at Rose. She fluttered in front of me. I looked up to see a beautiful little filly with a bright smile and tears running down her cheeks.
"I love you too!" She choked before wrapping her arms around my neck and hugging me.
This was a hug that was going to last for possibly hours as the tears I tried to hold back flooded as I wrapped my arms around her. I felt her tears running down my neck and soaking into my shirt. This was a feeling of relief that I haven't felt in years. And this small filly, my daughter, is who made it happen.
Author's Note
Dear God, I'm...
Oh yeah, is it just me or DOUBLE UPDATE!!!!!
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