Oh boy where to begin with this crazy situation I've got myself into? Maybe a name to start this tale would be a good idea. The name is Michael and really that is only normal thing you’re gonna hear from me here on out. Everything else is frankly absurd in every way possible. One moment I’m driving towards home the next a blinding light followed by the road suddenly becoming extremely hard to navigate on. Needless to say my vehicle obviously wasn't anywhere near the right land work it was meant to operate on considering the last thing in my view while trying to gain control was a tree.
Some time later darkness faded to be replaced with the sight of a ceiling. Extreme pain quaked in my arm muscles probably due to me being hard headed as usual getting up from a sofa I seemed to had been laid to rest in. Confusion is the only thing that is more immense than the soreness coursing through me with every step I take in the unknown yet quite cozy looking living room. Scanning sight around I could see an oddly styled furnace of some weird design that can only be described by me has “hella old”. A door is also visible from where I’m standing taking note of it encase what horror movies have shown me it is always good to know a way out. Other knickknacks include a cat’s bed, multiple hanging bird houses and tiny sets of stairs along the walls leading to small holes. Strange is not even close in describing the setting. I let out a huff deciding to leave the household should be the first action to take before the exact door that would had been my exit now was something else’s entrance.
A creature of small statur- oh who am I kidding you know who it is!The yellow pegasus stops half way through the door once sight is locked on me. At first we kinda end up having an awkward unannounced staring contest unsure what to do like deer caught in head lights. The silence had to be broken by something guess it just had to be me. Trying to raise my hand to wave to her a surge agonizes me greatly cringing up my body. Reacting I clutch at my chest noticing in that moment through the tremendous pain not only was my shirt gone but too was my body expertly wrapped in gaze. What I didn’t notice though was the little pony pushing me back to the furniture.
“No no you can’t move pl-please stay on the coach and rest”
“W-ait you can talk?!?”
“So can you”
I can only scrunch my face up in response at the moment the mare’s reaction to his words. Keeping my composure is a bit hard to do but I do so for my host sake. It would be extremely impolite to start barraging someone with questions even if that someone is a small and talking horse. Following her commands I sit back down resting my nerves while letting her examine me thoroughly.
“It…It looks like the wounds have healed well but there is still a chance of them opening if you’re moving around like that again. So…you’re gonna have to stay here with me a little longer…I-If that’s okay with you that is?”
I listen intently for subtle clues in her voice only really able to find a hint of concern in her words saturated in nervous minded worry. Choosing wisely words there is something I need to ask if I’m going to be stuck here for sometime due to injuries.
“Hey can I ask you something?
Her ears perk up as her large eyes focus squarely on me in a second.
“umm Sure what would you like to know?”
“What is your name miss?”
“…F-Fluttershy…You can call me Fluttershy”
And that everyone is the day I first meet my true love~
