Hello. Before I start my story I should probably give myself a quick introduction. My name is Dylan Grim, and I happen to be a strange person. Now, I don’t mean strange like “This guy likes to make sculptures out of ABC gum, what a freak!” , no, I mean strange as I can do things that other people can’t. You see, for some reason, I have a link to a dimension called the Shadow Realm. There is no exact definition of it, since I am the only one who knows about it, but I guess you could say, it’s like a circuit board for darkness. It can manipulate anything that involves darkness, and I can manipulate that. You can (and will) figure out what I can exactly do later, but for now, I feel like I should go on with the story.
I walked over to my house after a day of work. My house is a little special, since it is has been over a century since it has been built, but it isn’t something anyone makes a big fuss about. When I got home, I realized that I left my keys inside. ‘No problem’ I thought to myself. I walked over to a big tree that I planted a few years back in case this happened. And before I get to the other part, no, I did not climb the tree and jump through the window. I walked over to the shady part of the tree, and quickly fell into the shadow. In an instant, I thought of my room, which I always on purpose leave a part dark, and in an instant, I was in that dark part of the room. That’s one of the things I can do, and that’s an easy one. I was about to turn in, but I decided not to when I heard something break. And then I heard a voice.
I charged up my ‘specialness’ in case the intruder wasn’t as innocent as the Cupcake Parade. When I stepped down the stairs, and walked into the living room, I just had one thing to say. “Ummm…”. I soon found myself face to face with the intruder, which just happened to be a purple unicorn with wings. Neither of us moved for quite a while. 10 minutes, or 10 hours, neither of us could tell. I was just about to go to bed, or what I thought would be waking up, but then I got tackled.
I couldn’t see my attacker, but then I heard a voice saying, “What are you and what are you doing here?” I quickly retorted, “I’m human, asshat, and I live here. Now the question is the same, but for you now. What are YOU, and what are you doing in my house? Not to mention attacking its owner for no reason at all.” Not long after, the attacker started to loosen its grip on me. I let a ‘finally’ out of my mouth, and saw that my attacker was also an equine. And it was a pegasus. With a rainbow mane. Nothing makes sense in my life. I decided just to go back to my bed and wake up from this madness. But I saw something else. “Aw, come on!”
There was the rest of the mane six in my bedroom. How they got there, or I got there without noticing them, I did not know. But I didn’t really care. I just yelled, “Why are there ponies in my house?!?!” . Every single one of them turned to me, blinked their oversized eyes, and ran for it. Well, most of them. “Hi! I’m Pinkie Pie! What’s Your Name? OhOhOh! I should totally throw a party for you! Although, I might need time on what to name it!!! How about, ‘Happy new ponies in your house’? That sounds good!”
“No. Get out.”
After I tried to teach the new guests the importance of ‘don’t break into people’s places of living, I attempted to understand what was going on here. Characters from a TV show have suddenly gotten into my house. I don’t know how, but they look like they know. It’s probably not a dream, because I don’t dream. I tried to figure out more, but I heard a knock on the door. I quickly and quietly said to them, “Stay”, and I went to answer the person at the door. It was someone in a suit that looked like someone from a formal party, but then you got to his face. “Hey, Slendy, how’s it goin’?”
When me and the old killer (at least I think he kills his victims, does he?) met, for some reason, I never got static eyes. (Yes, I just wandered into his forest. I don’t know why either.) He sort of took a liking to me, and now we’re really good friends. I don’t know why, but a bunch of creepypasta stars are my friends now. But back to ol’ Slendy. “So, why did you come here?” He just shrugged his shoulders. He’s more of a muted kind of guy, but yes he can talk. If you want to know what he sounds like, he sounds like a deeper voice of Herobrine in this video.(It’s really funny.)
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“Well, come in! But before I forget, there are guests here, so if you could just turn the death sight off….”. He stood still for a while and then gave me a thumbs up. “Great.” As we walked inside, I asked him a few questions. “So… Jimmy Casket doin’ ok?” He nodded. “ Sonic.exe?” Nod. “Herobrine?” Nod. “Freddy Spazbear?” Nod. “Ok, then.” When Slender man (or Slenderman, whichever way you want to read it) saw the guests, he finally said something.
“Those are…them?”
“Yup.”
And they are…here?”
“Uh huh.”
“That is weird.”
“No shiet, Sherlock.”
“No reason to curse, Grim. I can tell you’re aggravated, but that doesn’t cover it. No one curses around me in the forest.”
“That’s because they die before they can. BTW, you never told me what you do with your victims.”
“I’ll tell you later.”
“Ummm….. who is that?”
We both turned from our conversation/argument to see that Pinkie had walked up to Slender, and said three words that might have changed her fate if I weren’t there to hold Slender back.
“Wow, you’re tall.”
A few things humans like and ponies don't. And Celly visited.
After getting Slenderman calmed down, we decided to try to understand what was going on and why. Twilight questioned, “Well, where should I begin?” I tried to make this easier by saying,
“How about from the start of the story?”
“Should be straightforward enough. Let’s see.
“Princess Celestia apparently felt a strange magical disturbance and was about to investigate, but when she realized it was in a different dimension, she needed help. You see, for many a unicorn and alicorn, opening the dimensional rift is extremely hard. So she called everypony to Canterlot to find extremely talented unicorns and all the alicorn princesses. Of course, I was there, and through words and a little nudge, my friends tagged along. When everypony got there, there were at least five hundred unicorns there, and all of the princesses were all in the capital of Equestria. We all channeled our magic into one spot, there was a huge flash of light as the magic ball exploded, and that’s all I can remember of this part of the subject.”
“Okay…… Could you sum that up in eight words or less?”
“Ughhh. Okay. We all tried to teleport to your dimension.”
Not bad. But I had to ask one question. “But, if I may ask, how are you going to get back? In this universe, magic is fake.”
Twilight answered almost instantly, “Well we expected to……. It’s WHAT?!?!? Magic can’t be fake! Worlds run on the very existence of magic! How do the sun and moon rise?”
I replied to her with a chuckle, “Well the planet spins around while the sun stays in one spot, giving daylight to parts of the planet each hour, and the moon rotates around the Earth.”
“But how?”
“Three words: I don’t know. How would you explain magic?”
“Now you’re just being unreasonable. You can’t explain magic!”
“Heh. Well then.” After Twilight started worrying like there was no tomorrow (and I do mean that in two ways) I realized that it was actually tomorrow. I had to be ready for work now. By the way, I work as a sort of guard of my city, Voltage. After I got ready to walk out the door after I got all my equipment, I heard a knock right before I was about to leave. The door was then opened by a well-known royal figure: Princess Celestia.
“Greetings, Dylan Grim, Master of the Shadows. I need to talk to you about your current situation.” I don’t understand ‘royal’ that well, but I got a basic understanding of what she said.
“So you mean the alien invaders in my room and the one I’m talking to right now? I’ve been in weirder situations…… I think.” I tried to recall what could be weirder. Well, there was the time my shadow decided to ambush me.
She waved a hoof to silence me. “Dylan, please, let me continue. We all are in a spot of trouble here, so I need your help. I need you to take care of your home’s new inhabitants. It would be wise not to refuse me.” I wanted to refuse (so very badly), but I didn’t know the power limits of her or me, or how they compare.
“Well, I’m not entirely sure if we battled, how we would match up, so….. okay.” She gave a quick thank you, talked to the mane 6 of which I couldn’t hear, and quickly left.
I was starting to get bored and Slender wasn’t any help, as he left not long after. I asked my new roommates, “Hey, you mind if I put some music on?” None of them said they did, and Twilight said something along the lines of ‘studying human’s culture’, so I put on Avenged Sevenfold: Afterlife. At the very beginning, Flutters said,
“This seems like a sad song.” When it almost got to the good part, I simply shook my head. When it got to the good part, some of them were confused, Rarity seemed to be thinking ‘this is music?’, and it seemed like only Rainbow was actually enjoying the great piece of awesome.
After the song, the cyan pegasus flew up to me (I was still getting used to that pony having wings) and started fangirling over the track.
“ Ohmygosh, that was so awesome! I mean, rock is still pretty new in Equestria, but that, that took it to a whole new level!” I started to tune her out, as I don’t like overreacting to things people like. The ponies all seemed to have different emotions about the song. I was starting to get very bored again, and I started to look for food, because I eat when I am bored. As I started rummaging through my fridge, I found a leftover meatloaf from a nearby restaurant. (Don’t beat me to the funny part here.)
The six ponies walked up to me. Twilight was confused about the machine I was using, and said to me as I put my food in the microwave,
“What is that?” I gave her a short explanation about heat waves and how the microwave makes tiny ones to heat food up. The food heater started beeping, signaling me that my brunch was ready. I took out my meatloaf, and enjoyed the smell of it. The vegetarians in the room didn’t.
Rainbow just looked at my plate in disgust yelling things along the lines of, ‘what is that thing?’ , and I eventually answered her. “It’s meatloaf, a dish made from meat, and it’s also my brunch. Now I know you girls are herbivores, but I am not. Besides, I’m not feeding it to you, am I?” They all looked at me with horror and displeasure as I enjoyed my meaty goodness. The seasoning and salt on the dish really improved the flavor of the animal. (A vegetarian reading this is crying right now maybe.) Either way, I loved every second of that meal. What I didn’t love every second of is when I got knocked out when a blue hoof smashed into my face.
