Single Wish.

I'm African-American, so what? Anyone can watch a show full of colorful ponies. It's the funnest shit ever. Living in a house hold full of selfish fucks who argue every week like its their job. Not the funnest shit ever. Here's the thing, I hate where I live. Colorado? Fucking cold in winters, cold in summer, wet in fall, and ultra cold in spring. This is the most bipolar weather in the universe. I curse a'lot, and can't hold my 'Kiddie' alcohol past 4 shots. I get "OMFG U WETCH MAI LITTYR PENIES? U NUB LITTL FEGIT LOL." Every time I mention a pony to a friend or family member. So in general.

I hate life period, and I'm starting to hate myself.

Age 17. So I can't even get "real" alcohol which instantly makes my life shit. Tasted that stuff once, the heaven gates opened and the angels sang as wine well from the sky. Better then getting stoned. Which I don't do.

What? How black do you think I am? Racist.

As you probably already figured, I'm a Brony. I watch the show 'My little Pony'. It's the only thing that brings some comfort in my life. That, and League of Legends, Doctor who, my dog, and my girlfriend. Now enough about that because what I'm about's to tell you is going to make you forget all a.bout my terrible life. Because in a quick flash, it instantly goes, from terrible, to bad. Which is an improvement.

Another boring day. I thought as I wake up staring up at my poster plastered on the ceiling crudely. It was a picture of a cat hanging off of a tree meme saying. ("This cat isn't hanging off the tree. The tree is hanging on to it.")Best quote ever, Chuck Norris approves. I lazily roll off my bed and slam into the floor. Man I miss the days when  I was 13. Weightlessly slamming into to grounds and not taking any damage from it. Now I'm 110 pounds. This life. I grab some everyday clothes to put on and grab my lotion, my towel, my shampoo, and walk into my bathroom. I have my own house, I'm almost 18 so it's only normal. It's a comfy 2 story 3 bedroom house. One bedroom for storage, one bedroom for my recording and animating stuff, and the other is my man cave. I'm a really organised person.

I place my folded clothes on the counter side and strip throwing my clothes into a black basket in the corner of my bathroom. and hop into the shower. The warm water felt nice. A feeling I could never get in my house with my parents. Those fuck arguing constantly. And when they don't, commanding me around like a little servant. Now I know how spike feels.

How would you like to go somewhere else? A place more... Peaceful.

"Bitch please no place on earth is peaceful. Except for my shower and my girlfriends bed, even though that place gets epic super quickly. Giggty.", I responded to the voice in my head. Wait...What? "Whodafuqareyou?"

I'm You, friend.

And I'm the other you!

"So subconscious?"

In a away. How would you like to go to a place of your likening? A place anywhere in the Omniverse? A place where mythology and other things come together in joyousness harmony.

*Giggle* HINT HINT!

"Yea I get what your hinting at. But how the fuq is that even possible?", I questioned."That shouldn't be possible. Wait, Omniverse?"

You're existence isn't possible. So if you could go to such a place what creature would you be?

A BUTTERFLY PRINCESS!

Ignoring the second voice I respond"A human or a dragon. Fuck being a pony that shits too complicated. I've seen the brony theory's." I say as I start washing up my body.

With the seed done.

And the worlds collide.

As for your wish.

We must oblige.

"Kewl rhyme bro. Let's drop the mix tape, my recording stuff is downstairs." I say sarcastically. But my eyes began to blur as a blinding light occurred and my mind shutdown. My shower was empty and the water was lonely running. "Why the fuck did you talk to me in the shower you creep?" Was my last words I can remember.