The First Feather on Earth

May 29, 2015
Darkness. The screen is a complete blank. A faint voice can be heard, along with an even fainter buzzing sound, getting louder by the second.

"Hello, hello? Testing, testing... 1, 2, 3... Oh, wait... here we go!" A flash of light appears before a scene swirls in, showing a purple-furred pony with a green mane and silver eyes way too big for its head, inside a metal, wire-frame box. "Finally! I thought you would never work! Hey guys! it's me, Alex J! Anyways I'm gonna be honest, I HATE writing and stuff, so I had the brilliant idea to grab a couple rechargeable batteries and this thing! Now, I know what you must be thinking, 'Alex, why are we seeing you? Alex, what is the other thing you grabbed? Alex, why are you a horse-pony-thing?' noididntstealthatfromprotomariowheredidyougetthatassumption...

Aaaaanyways to answer two of those questions is one answer. I have acquired this neat little thing called a GO-PRO! That's right people! Alex has upgraded to a visual journal! MUAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!"

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"Aaaaaanyways let me show you the other reason that I wanted to record this on camera, I'm sure you guys remember that I said there were barely any bugs in Brechin? Well, I found where they all went." The view swiftly turns around, now showing a giant cocoon of silk, honeycomb, dirt and moss, various bugs and insects crawling all over it. It was large enough to cover a three, maybe four-story large house! "Yeah. I'm going to explore inside. I know it's hollow because of what building is in there. The Public Library. NO ONE messes with that Library and gets away with it. That was my favourite spot to get away from my parents whenever I was stuck here, waiting for my mom to get off work... And I'm going to find what the bloody hell caused this and just give them what-for." Anger seethed through his words like a hot knife in butter, rage building up inside of him. The view shifted again, this time the view seemed a little elevated as a soft slap sounded behind the camera. Alex's voice came again, but from below "They better not have touched those graphic novels, otherwise I will kill them... if I can that is."

The view then swivelled downwards to show that he was propelling the box by pushing a big stick against the ground "This is my patented Makeshift Mobile Pony Home! Or the MMPH! for short. And yes you do need to say it like that because it's not an mmph sound its an MMPH! sound! You know, just like the ShamWOOHOO! It's not a Shamwoohoo or even a ShamWEEHEE! it's a ShamWOOHOO! Seriously people, get with the program! And speaking of ShamWOOHOO!'s I wonder whether or not those things actually work? Well, it should be fairly simple to make. I mean, after all, they don't do that boring old thing where they suck up the mess, nononono. They do something amazing and just push it off the table! I mean, wow! That's fantastic! You wanna know what else is fantastic? Cherrychangas. Ohhhh! And Chilly! OHHHH!! What about a Cherrychanga! ... Nah, doesn't sound right. Chillycherrychanga? ...Nah too mainstream. Oh! Changacherry! ...THATS PERFECT! Plus that's a lot of fun to say. Changacherry~, Changacherry~, Changacherry~, Changacherry~..." Needless to say, he just kept going. And going. And going. Clearly, Alex needed to find another pony fast, he was going off his rocker.

He shortly reached the cocoon, and he was still rambling, "And then I said 'Muffins!? Are you crazy!?' And the- oh we're here." He looked around quickly, the camera tied to his forehead so it swivelled with his head, blurring the screen a bit. He then chuckles and cuts the zip-ties on the metal roof, popping it off her a push of his hoof. He then uses the big stick to jam a wheel and rocks the box back and forth, gaining momentum until he tips the whole thing over, quickly stepping onto the side just before it landed with a soft thunk, He then simply trotted out of the box, picking up the lid and placing it over the box. "Heh. This way no coyotes get to my stuff, not that I would even consider bringing anything valuable." He then trots off around the cocoon, looking for an entrance, ironically finding one at the library entrance, the cocoon seemed to have left the sliding doors intact, save for a patch job where a hole was clearly kicked in. "Hmmmmm... I wonder..."

He then stopped moving and you could hear his breathing hitch. His usual cheery, delirious voice suddenly dropped, the camera shaking slightly along with him. "N-No... I-It's n-not possible... I-I thought I w-was the only one l-left... I-I was an a-accident... I-I wasn't m-meant to be left b-behind..." He shudders violently "No no no no no no no... T-This can't be real, This can't be real, this can't be real... I-It's j-just a coyote hole... Y-Yeah that's it. Just a coyote hole. He probably just got hungry a-and saw a mouse on the inside! Yeah... Yeah, that makes sense! Heh. Heheheh. Oh silly me~! For a second I almost thought there could be oth-" A loud gasp sounded from behind the camera, followed shortly after by a bag dropping, multiple clangs indicated that cans were dropped.

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The screen starts to turn around and swivels to see another pony, only this one had a FADED BROWN coat along with a DUSTY BLUE mane with TURQUOISE highlights and had a Goliath Bird Eating Spider crawling on top of her head, as well as a couple hornets and wasps circling her. She also didn't have wings, and her mane literally had cobwebs going through it. Oh, and she had glasses that looked a little too big for her. Alex starts stuttering rapidly until you could almost physically hear something snap from in his head and, being unable to cope, the screen suddenly starts falling sideways, picking up the soft thud. The blueish pony blinked a couple times before whispering something to a couple of the bees, who buzzed off somewhere off-screen. The new pony sighs and walks towards the screen and reaches over it, turning it off.

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Dear Journal.

Hey, it's me again! Heh... I guess you saw what happened. Well, basically what followed was this.

I woke up inside the library, but I was wrapped in that weird hybrid-web-thing! Or at least enough to make a bed... OK YES, IT WAS COMFORTABLE! DON'T RUB IT IN! ...Sorry about that. Yeah. She was real. There is another survivor. Do you know what this means? Whatever happened to remove all of the humans, left us on purpose. It wasn't supposed to remove all humans, but rather leave a couple survivors and turn them into ponies... It CHOSE to leave all of my friends... my family... I think I need a minute...

Ok. I'm good now. So what happened after was me taking a longer nap in the cocoon, and then ripping the thing to shreds once I realized what I was sleeping in... Yes, I regret doing it OK? ... Anyways, she's letting me stay over and giving me a free meal so I can't complain. But one thing that does bother me a little is the fact that neither of us wear clothes anymore. She in-fact burned them first chance she got. But the real thing that bothers me is that she has this... tattoo thing... on her... ass? Flank? Yeah, flank sounds better. So yeah. She has a TATTOO. On her FLANK!

...HOW THE HELL DID SHE EVEN DO THAT!?!

But anyways guys, the tattoo is definitely weird. It's a simple picture of a spider with a crown on top of its head. What's truly weird is the fact that it's perfectly mirrored on her other side! Also, Why doesn't she have wings? Some many bucking questions, no bucking answers! Sigh... Oh well. She just rolled her eyes and called herself Chatter Bug. Fitting.

Oh right. The last thing you should know about Chatter. She can talk. To. Bugs. She said that she loved bugs so much and she was always fascinated with what they had to say. She was dedicated to being able to talk to them. And when the... Thing... Purge... Event... Cleansing? Alright, I'm good with Cleansing... Yeah. When the Cleansing happened all of a sudden they were literally talking back. Yeah. She also discovered that if she asked nicely, she could get them to do a lot of things! And that's how the cocoon formed. Unfortunately, to her, they seem to have 'Human-Level Intelligence' and what-not. So no, she can't make them all bow down and listen to her every command, she actually has to ask and make friends with the bugs. The only way that she could get that huge cocoon set up so quickly is because all of the bugs and insects that she raised herself had joined in on helping. Thus the seemingly huge swarm on the outside of the cocoon.

Yes, she did explain all that to me. Do I find it weird? Yes. How much? Very. Will I tolerate it? ...That remains to be seen.

Anyways I gotta go hit the hay again guys. Cya later!

--Yours truly--

AJ.