MLG: My Little Gamer

"EVEN LESS MONEY!?"

This is the story of a man named Mark Fischbach.

"I thought it was weird that I couldn't move, but this is totally different!"

He is popularly known as the famous youtuber Markiplier.

"AAAAHAHA WHAT THE FU-"

And right about now he is going to disappear off the face of the Earth.

Rainbow Dash was having a boring day. "Training for the Wonderbolts, check. Read Daring Do series again, check. Took care of Tank, check. There is nothing to do!" She flopped on a passing cloud in frustration. "With all the crazy things that happen in Ponyville everyday, you would think something would happen right about..." Her ears pricked up in expectation. When nothing happened, Rainbow groaned. "Oh come on, that always works!" Taking a nap seemed to be the best idea. She tried to focus on the warmth of the sun, on the tweeting of the birds, on the usual things that help her to fall asleep. The piercing whistle of something falling wasn't helping. Neither was the earth shattering explosion that followed.

Rainbow launched herself into the air in fright, rightfully so. The green area where she had been sleeping above had been turned into a gigantic crater with one lone black figure in the middle. She yelped and flew down to help him. The stallion seemed to be out cold, his bright pink hair covering most of his face.

"Oh sweet Celestia, are you alright? What am I gonna do, what am I gonna do?" Rainbow paced in in front of him. Should she take him to Twilight's? After all, he did just fall from the sky, not to mention this is an earth pony. Then again, he might be seriously hurt. The hospital or Twilight's? The hospital or Twilight's? A large crowd had begun to form around the crater, their inquisitive eyes rushing Rainbow's thought process. Hospital or Twilight's, hospital or Twilight's, hospital or Twilight's?

A second later and she was flying as fast as her wings would take her with the strange stallion cradled between her hooves. Her destination: The Golden Oaks Library.

Twilight's day was important. It was very important. Today was her scheduling day for the rest of the month. What she decided today would affect her for the next 30 days. "Let's see, lunch at AJ's, Pet Playdate, ooh, can't forget re-shelving day..."

Rainbow burst in on her and knocked everything off the table, including Twilight's planner. "Rainbow Dash!" Twilight yelled. "What are yo-" The words caught in her throat as the sight of a knocked out black stallion laying on the table finally sunk in her head. "R-rainbow, who's this? Why is he hurt?" A suspicious gleam entered Twilight's eyes. "Were you drinking old Apple Cider again?"

Rainbow Dash gasped for breath while she attempted to protest. "N-no.... I just... Crater... And the stallion... But I... Just... Is he going... to be... okay?"

Twilight did a quick check over him, confirming her suspicions. "He has three broken ribs, a concussion, and two broken legs. All in all, he should be fine in the next two to three weeks."

Rainbow breathed a sigh of relief.

"But that's not all."

Her breath caught up again. "I thought you said he was going to be fine!"

Twilight nodded. "He is, but did you notice something... strange about him?"

"Other than him falling from the sky, causing a crater, and destroying half the park, no." Rainbow deadpanned.

Twilight's eyes rolled. "Look at his cutie mark."

Rainbow looked and was extremely surprised to find that there was no cutie mark, just a blank flank. "B-but, he's full grown! He should have one! Any ordinary pony would have one by now!" she spluttered.

Twilight stared at Rainbow. "He's not an ordinary pony. Now let's get him to a hospital."

Mark woke to the smell of cleaning alcohol. His head was a fuzzy  mess of different thoughts, mainly those questioning where he was. Who was he? Oh yeah, Mark Fischbach. The thoughts then turned to how he was going to post another video if he was in the hospital. Maybe what he did last time he was in the hospital? That would work. He attempted to rub his head, which resulted in him getting a nasty wake up call and practically bludgeoning his head in with his hoof. Mark looked at his hoof in confusion. Where was his hand? At that moment, two... brightly colored ponies with wings and a horn came into his room. Mark's brain stopped and he could only say one thing. "What the buck is this?"

The one with a horn threw a look at the one with wings. "I told you he would be confused!" it hissed. They squabbled for a few seconds, then the one with wings walked up to the bed Mark was in and spoke to him in a voice that was eerily familiar. "Uh, what's your name?"

The one with a horn- no, wait, those are called unicorns- smacked it's own face. "Real smooth Rainbow Dash."

"Hey, what else am I supposed to ask him?" The pega- Rainbow Dash said.

Mark piped up. "Mark Fischbach."

Both of them looked startled. "What?"

"My name is Mark Fischbach. Also why are you ponies? Why am I a pony? Whe-" He stopped suddenly as he realized exactly why Rainbow Dash sounded so similar.

Rainbow Dash.

My Little Pony.

Mark was in a children's cartoon. He fainted.

"One down, nine to go..."

"Are you sure this is such a good idea?"

"And it wouldn't be because?"

"Because what if the wrong person-"

"They won't."

"But they might."

"But they won't."

"This is a bad plan. We should-"

"Should what!? We can't afford to lose another one!"

"But-"

"But nothing! This conversation is over!"