If Only

by Liam King

Rating: teen
Tags: Self Insert, Pinkie Pie, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Alternate Universe, Human
Length: 1520

A normal walk in the rain, one day suddenly turns into a dream come true for a single brony named Liam King, as he finds his favorite pony stranded on the side of the road, crying.

A normal walk in the rain, one day suddenly turns into a very odd one for a single brony named Liam King, as he finds his favorite pony stranded on the side of the road, confused and crying.

I got bored, so I made this. And yes, the Liam in this story is supposed to be me.

Published 2016-04-09 21:10:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-11-14 06:07:23 UTC

Ch1: The Walk

My feet moved slowly in front of each other, making the world around me feel like it was moving 2 times faster. Rain poured down from the sky as if being in a large shower, opening into a small town. The roads were always so empty, though so it didn't really bother me. I brought my head up, looking forward at the end of the sidewalk ahead of me, turning off into another street to the right of me, the rain creating a small mist around the edge. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, along with my crappy earbuds.

Sliding them into my ears, and unlocking my phone, I opened the music app, scrolling through my hundreds of brony songs. I passed tons of well-known songs, like "Discord" by TheLivingtombStone and "Between Fairy Tales and Happy Endings" from PrinceWhateverer. But, instead of playing one of those, I settled on "Your Own Sky" from the same PrinceWhateverer. The beeping, in the beginning, forced me to turn it down slightly, so I don't damage my ears. As the music started up, the rain around me became completely silent under the loud metal music.

Suddenly, a large BOOM shook the earth under me, as I saw a large flash of light up in the sky, causing me to stumble back, dropping my phone, which pulled out my earbuds.

"Crap!" I quickly got up and walked over to my phone, and picked it up. The bottom was soaked with water as the front was dotted with small droplets of rain. "I hope that didn't do any damage," I whispered to myself, using my jacket to wipe off the water, and quickly switched it on. To my luck, no damage was done to it. I let out a sigh of relief before slipping the phone back into my pocket.

I guess it's best if I keep it out of the rain, for now. I continued down the street, keeping my eyes low so no other flashes of light would end up blinding me.

"Well, I don't need them!" I heard a high-pitched voice yell in the distance. I stopped, listening for the voice again. There was no other word spoken, so I decided to keep moving, keeping my eye's out for whoever said that. As I reached the end of the sidewalk, I made a quick glance down the street opposite of the road leading home. I stopped, seeing a small silhouette walking in my direction.

"Hello?" I turned towards it, doing my best to examine whoever was there. I heard a gasp, as the silhouette stopped just short of the street. I moved slightly closer, making sure to not scare them. The shape of whoever was there wasn't normal. It was small, but its body didn't look like anything human.

"W...Who are you...?" It asked. I heard it sniff slightly. I moved closer, watching the street for cars before slowly crossing the street to them.

"My name is Liam King." I paused. The voice sounded familiar. I started to get a better view of her. As I got closer to her, I started to notice the pick color that seemed to cover her body. Finally, the voice clicked in my head.

I moved up to her, revealing a small, familiar, straight haired pink pony. But this is impossible. She can't be real.

"M-my name is... Pinkie Pie...” I stood there in shock, watching the pink pony shiver in the cold rain. "N-Nice to meet you, Liam King...” She stared up at me, smiling softly. I couldn't say anything. All my words were lost inside my mind, clouded by the fact that Pinkie Pie, a fictional character from one of my favorite TV shows was here, standing before me. "Um, if you don't mind... Is it okay if I come with you? I don't wish to be out here in the rain...”

I just continued to stare, wondering if all of this was real. I thought for a moment, my words still lost to me. I wanted to say "yes" and take her home, but would that be right? Maybe I'm just hallucinating, this isn't really happening. Just then, another flash of lightning, burst out from behind Pinkie Pie, making her jump.

Quickly, she ran over to me, then behind me, shielding herself from the lightning flash. I turned my head to look at her, seeing her crying slightly. My heart broke at the sight of a usually happy pony cry out like this. Then and there, I made my decision. I quickly turned around, picking up the soaking wet pink pony, and began to dash back towards the direction of my house, not caring if I slip.

I couldn't let her cry like this. She was very light and didn't have much weight to her, so it was easy to lift her up, but I didn't want to think about anything else other than getting her inside, and out of the rain. As I crossed the street, I glanced down slightly, looking at her. She looked back up at me, small tears still in her eyes, threatening to drop. I looked back in front of me, seeing the sidewalk turn right down my street.

I slowed down slightly, making a sharp turn. As I did so, I could feel my feet start to fall out from under me, due to all the water. I reached my right hand out to catch myself, and I pushed myself back up onto my feet and continued to run forward. As I passed by all the houses neighboring my house, I could feel my lungs start to burn with all the energy I was wasting. Finally, I passed by the house next to mine.

I turned, slowing down more, and past one of my parent’s cars. I walked up onto the porch where there should be some shelter. Stopping for a moment, I took a few deep breaths, trying to get rid of this burning feeling in my chest from all the running. Slowly, I began to move up the steps, and pushed open the door, and into the hallway leading to the living room. I kicked the door closed behind me and walked past the laundry room, and into the living room.

I kneeled down and set Pinkie down softly, and stood back up.

"There..." I took a deep breath, placing my hand on my burning chest. "Out of the rain..." Moving past Pinkie, I collapsed onto my chair, right next to my computer, and smiled slightly, looking at Pinkie Pie, my wet hair falling onto my forehead, and Pinkie's moved hers off to the side of her head.

Ch2: Passing Time in the House (Preview)

Author's Note

You've waited long enough for a second part, but I regret to say it ain't finished.

Here's a preview for now. I'll try and get the rest done soon.

Ch2: Passing Time in the House (Preview)

I shifted slightly in my chair, watching Pinkie as she trotted around my house. I smiled slightly, seeing her adorable face examine nearly everything in my living room. The way her face was scrunched up as she looked over everything was too much for me.

"So, Pinkie," She stopped her searching and turned back to me, giving me her full attention. "How did you get here?" Silence began to fill the room. All she did was stare at me, before moving her head down, looking at the drops of rain fall off her, and onto the carpet.

“I...” She stuttered, moving her right hoof onto her forehead in thought. “I don't remember.” She shook her head, before looking back over to me. "I have no clue how I got here." I continued to stay silence, trying to evaluate the situation. It didn't make any sense to me, the more I thought about it.

"Well, I'm not sure how you got here, or why, but if you need a place to stay, I don't mind if you stayed here until you figure it out."

"What?" Pinkie looked at me in confusion. "You would just offer me a place to stay? Just like that?" I sighed, and looked up at the ceiling in thought.

"Well, from what I know, you don't know how you got here, and if you don't know that, then you can't get back." I explained as she watched me. "So, if you can't get back, you need somewhere to stay until you can figure something out." Placing one of her hooves on her chin, pinkie stood there in thought. After a few moments, she looked at me, and smiled softly.

"You've got a good point." Sighing slightly, she trotted over to me, as I watched her approach. "It's gonna be a bit weird, though. I don't really know you that well."

"Has that ever stopped you before?" I laughed, but she just stared at me. Slowly, I realized what I said, and quickly stopped.

"How would you know that?" I froze, as she stared up at me. Should I really tell her that she's from a cartoon?