Chapters Name: Aric Moench
Age: 13
Hobbies: Parkour, relax with the few friends I have, Watch my little pony
Location: Amherst New York, a small town outside of buffalo, filled with gangs
Final Notes: I’m not that special; I’m far from it. Last time I thought I was going somewhere with my life, my Dad thought otherwise. Now that he is dead along with my Mom, I live with my brother, which is hardly home. My brother seems to not care on what I do, that’s how I like it.
Chapter One: Arrival
Saturday, 21 of April. Brother is out doing something for the weekend so the house is mine, last time it was like this was when my dad died and I was alone for a while. I went out for parkour then I saw a light in the back of the abandoned park I live near. I went to look and I was thinking, is this like “My little Dashie”? Will I find a filly Rainbow Dash? I remembered the ending, how I cried so much. I didn’t want that to happen in real life. I ignored if for a moment, and then I heard a sound from over there. I decided to go Daring Do and explore the light flash. As I walked closer I saw some sort of smoke, but it was a purplish color, like a smoke grenade had some food coloring in it. I walked closer and I saw some colors, like Rainbow’s mane, or Applejack’s tail. I put my long hair into a ponytail so if I had to run, I could see where I am going when I do. The smoke started to clear out a little bit and I got a closer look. It was just like “My little Dashie”, but it was more than just a Rainbow Dash filly, it was the mane 6 from the show, all fillies. I couldn’t help to smile and say “d’aww” to myself. I walk closer, just like on “my little dashie” but I didn’t kneel down to it. Instead they sorta looked at me and smiled to see me. Rarity was still asleep. They where in a small fort, as if some one had made it to get away from family or to hang out with friends. I pulled of the branches and let their eyes switch to the sunlight. They must be very small, and very young. They couldn’t speak or anything. They sat there staring at me and are sorta scared out of their minds. I made the shelter stronger so no one can get in; I put a roof on it made from a jacket I found while doing parkour.
“Sleep tight” I say, “I’ll be back tomorrow to get you, I need to make some space for you,” they somehow understood me and sorta bobbed their heads in agreement. I walk home; clear out a section in the basement, then I think to myself with a cup of tea in my hands. “This can’t be happening. I mean, my little dashie was just sad, but fake. I mean, Rainbow was like a daughter to that guy. It was hard enough for him to take care of one pony; I need to take care of 6! My brother never wants to do anything with me so I don’t think he’ll care if I’m downstairs talking to ponies. He hates me enough from watching the show. Wait, I can’t be thinking about my brother when they are out there in the cold. They could die if they don’t get to shelter.” I put down my cup of tea and I get on my bike and I ride as fast I can to the park. I grabbed a box and put a battery powered blanket… thing in it. But I could use it to keep them warm as I’m speeding down the road. Thankfully they are still there, shivering, asleep and there. I pull of the roof, then the wood. They I try to pick them up, they wake up instantly. Of course, just like in the story, they squirm around but I catch them, put them in the box, shut the lid (with holes in the top) and I start to ride home. I almost missed my road because I was looking at the box because they seemed to quiet down and went back to sleep. I walk into the house, down the stairs and I place the box down in the open area. They were still asleep. I needed some to. I whisper good night to them and I walk up the stairs to go to sleep.
Chapter Two: Becoming a Parent
It was about 5:30 at night by the time I fell asleep. I woke up from my cat jumping onto my face. I push him off, and then I remember. The ponies. I dash down the stairs to find them still asleep. My eyes sorta watered up from knowing, this isn’t a dream anymore, this is real. I notice one is awake. Rarity. She looks around to see where she is then looks up at me with an expression saying “explain where I am right now,” I giggle to myself and I head upstairs. They must be starving. I mash up some carrots and bring them down in a bowl. They were all awake by now. I set the bowl down next to the box, I have gates set up around their area so the cat can’t get to them, and they can’t get out. They nibble down on the carrots like bunnies. Then I remembered. Drinks…. So I run upstairs, grab my ferret’s extra water bottle, fill it with water and a bit of sugar (for pinkie pie) they run downstairs and tie it to the gate. Now, they are ready to stretch out and eat. I pull each one out, all squirming as I grab them. I set them down gently and walk upstairs again to get my breakfast.
They are bored now. They know what they are living in now. So I do some research and I find, what do fillies do for fun. Now, major bronies would make up some crazy idea and say they like to flip cars over, but that’s just plain stupid. So I keep searching, what do you know? A rule 34 expert. “They like dildos” I then have the biggest :are you kidding me: face on and I keep searching. I find they like building blocks like pumpkin cake and pound cake liked when they were being watched by pinkie pie. So I had some blocks the local school gave me from their kindergarten rooms and I gave them to the fillies. They looked at it with poker faces then finally started messing around with them. I don’t know how I’m going to keep going with this but I hope it doesn’t get to far like my little dashie did.
Chapter Five: Together Again
Friday afternoon as of right now. School is done for the week. My brother is going to buffalo again to get some parkour in. that means house and ponies all to me. I see the ponies looking outside; they are desperate for fresh air. I open all the window and doors but keep the screen doors closed. They keep asking why they can’t leave the house, its because they know what would happen. They just want to hear the story again. They run and play, then I get a call from my friend Gabe.
About 30 minutes later I hear knocking on the door, I tell the ponies to wait here while I go get the guest. They all sit in excitement and silence.
Chapter Three: More of 'em
I woke up today; I got a call from my brother. I don’t understand what he ment but he said,
Chapter Four: Falling Apart
I go to school everyday praying that the ponies don’t do what I feared. Finding out who they really are. I try not to tell anyone at school that I have my little pony characters living in my home. They could do some things that I really would not want. I walk home everyday with them watching stuff like mythbusters or something so I’m not very worried, but one day, I walk home and there they are, sitting on the couch, TV on Netflix with it paused. Applejack and Rainbow Dash sitting there mumbling stuff to each other then Applejack starts.
Its been 15 years since I found the mane 6, no more ponies since I got flitter and cloudchaser. I have bought a home on the countryside living with Gabe and my daughters. I now know that they can’t leave, since twilight teleported the others here. I’m not scared anymore. I know they will stay. But when they pass away, that will be even worse. Now, they ponies can be outside for a mile radius of land. All owned by me. Me and Gabe are “brothers” now, and the ponies are officially our daughters. We live on and on then one day, I get startled very bad from a bright light outside, then a loud angry knocking at the door. It was late so the ponies are in their rooms. I open the door to see princess celestia, pissed off more than a farmer with a cow jammed in his tractor. She pushes me away and yells out some words I don’t recignize at first then I come to. She calls out for the ponies, its time to leave.
