Hi. My name's John Dickson. I'm six feet tall. Twenty three. Have glasses. And I couldn't save my life to remember someone's name. I'm the goofy kind of person who's always sarcastic and loves making friends. My house you could say is average. Two story house, Windows, basement and plumbing. Oh, wait I'm rambling aren't I?
Sorry I do that a lot. Well alright let me tell you a little story. Three years ago I was walking into my new house with my girlfriend Dash, that's short for Dashery, but don't call her that. She was tall blond one inch shorter than me. We just put the last of the boxes in the living room to sort out.
I plopped down onto a couch we laid across the wall. "Phew, I'm pooped right here." I then saw Dash come around the corner and do the same thing on my favorite recliner.
"You said it. Also you never had this many items when I was visiting you at your parents?" She asked me.
I put my arms on my chest folding my legs. "Welp I have some items of sentimental value. Like my beanie babies. Sure they're for kids, but most were given to me by my Grandma before she passed away." I then sighed remembering that sad day.
Dash looked at me guilty. "Sorry I didn't mean to bring up bad memories."
I waved her off. "Its cool Dash. I'm the most forgiving guy you'll ever meet." Dash smiled at me with her shining teeth.
"Hard to believe we met on a fan fiction site for My Little Pony." She said giggling.
I chuckled. "Yeah, hard to believe one show could make such a huge different in life." I then stood up streching my arms. "Well I'm gonna take a tour around the neighborhood. Want to come?"
She then stood up and grabbed my hand. "Age before beauty."
I smirked. "I thought it was ladies first?" We then chuckled walking out the door and locking it. I then payed the movers before we left for our walk.
The neighborhood was average. A two story house on one side and a one story house on the other. It was a nice day, but not many people were out. We turned the corner at the end of the street and saw a forest trail just begging to be walked through.
I looked at Dash with a smirk which she then returned. "Shall we?"
I put our arms together bridal style. "Lets." With that we walked into the forest. It was pretty cool With an interesting feel to it. I guess you could say it was 'magical'. Yeah silly right? Nnope, not one bit.
The trail seemed to go pretty far, but we were tired enough lugging boxes around. "C'mon, I'm getting pretty tired. How bout you?" I asked her stretching my hands behind my head.
She yawned. "Yeah, I guess I could hit the hay." With that said we turned around heading to the beginning of the trail. Halfway there I noticed something strange.
"Hey Dash?" I asked her stopping.
"Yeah?" She asked still walking.
"Was there a box to the right of the trail?"
She stopped and turned around seeing the box resting by a tree. "I don't think so?" She said questioningly.
"Should we check it out?" I asked turing to her.
She shrugged. I walked to the box noticing it looked fairly new. As I approached it I noticed that it was slowly shuffling. 'An abandoned dog?' I thought to myself. As I reached the box I crouched down and took out my Swiss army knife. Cutting through the tape on the top I put the knife in my pocket. I reached out my hands and grabbed both flaps. I lifted them up.
Lying down under a blanket was something I never thought I'd see.....in real life. Poking at me with scared eyes was a flat maned filly.....Pinkie Pie. I blinked my eyes multiple times to make sure it wasn't a truck of the light, but there She was. "Um Dash? Can you come here real quick? I'm sure what I'm looking at."
She tipped her head to side and made her way over to me. "What is it Jo--." Her eyes widened in suprise and her jaw was moving as if trying to say something.
"Dash?"
She shook her head from the moment of shock. Crouching down beside me We both looked at Pinkie awestruck. "What do we do with her?" I turned my head to look at Dash.
"We help her." With that said I slowly picked the box up from the bottom and lifted it into the air. Pinkie looked more confused than scared now. She seemed to be admiring the scenery. I slowly put my thumbs on the lid and slowly close it.
Me and Dash walked home without any trouble, except for the occasional shuffle in the box. Dash opened the door for me and swiftly locked it behind me. I set the box down in the living. I opened it to see Pinkie asleep on the blanket. Dash looked over my shoulder and yawned. "We should probably get some sleep." She told me settling down on the couch.
I looked back at Pinkie and shook my head. "Probably just a dream." I murmured to myself. I then took a seat on my recliner leaning back I closed my eyes and sleep swiftly came for me. Despite all that happened I still managed a smile before slipping from the waking world.
I woke to the sun shining on my face. I closed my eyes and grunted in discomfort trying to hide my face with my blanket. When I couldn't find it I opened my eyes and found myself lying in my recliner. I turned my head and saw Dash sleeping on the couch. I rubbed my eyes trying to remember what happened last night.
I small thud I shook me from my train of thought and I turned my head to where it came from. I saw filly Pinkie Pie in a turned box and I instantly remembered what happened. I instantly sat up and slowly walked over to Pinkie who looked at me curiously. When I was close enough I grabbed and laid on its bottom. Pinkie was still looking up me. She looked like she was younger than when they featured her on that one CMC episode which name eludes me.
I stood and walked over to where Dash was sleeping on the couch. I was about to wake her when a voice behind me said. "Dada?" I turned around and saw Pinkie sitting a couple feet away from me with that curious face Still there. "Dada?" She asked again. I was stuck in a state shock. 'Does Pinkie Pie think I'm her father?'. I thought to myself.
She was still staring at me her voice changing to one of sadness. "Dada?" She asked this time sounding more desperately. A million thoughts were racing through my mind as I thought up an answer to her question. Her quivering lip and tears that were about burst made up my mind.
I walked towards her and craddled her my arms. She started to calm down as I slowly rocked her. "Dada?" She asked.
I smiled and poked her nose causing her to squinch her face in amusement. "Yes Pinkie Pie. I'm your father."
She hugged me by my neck and I held her tighter. Then a muffled voice behind me said. "Its too early to be watching Star Wars go to sleep." I simply snorted in amusement and walked over to the recliner. Laying Pinkie on the arm of the recliner I grabbed a nearby blanket and lay down. Pinkie then got under it with me and snuggled up to my chest.
The sight was just too adorable as the filly was lightly snoring blowing her flat mane out of her face as she breathed in and out. Soon sleep caught up with me on the day I became a father.
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Dash P.O.V
I wake face first in a pillow. I pushed myself up and looked around, before it hit me. "Me and John found a filly Pinkie Pie in the woods yesterday."I said to myself as I sat upright setting my feet on the ground. I looked around checking for the box we found Pinkie in. After a couple minutes I saw it lying down in front of a couple boxes.
"But no Pinkie." I said to myself. I got up and started looking in and around the boxes trying to find Pinkie.
"Mama?"
I turned around and saw Pinkie looking at me with a smile on her face and her mane flat. "Ummmmm what?" I said.
Pinkie then got up and trotted over to where John was sleeping on the recliner. She pointed her muzzle to him. "Dada." She said.
I shook my head before I understood what she was talking about. 'I-I always wanted to be a mother.' I thought to myself.
I grabbed her and snuggled her to my face tears glistening at the edge of my vision. "Yes Pinkie I'm your Mother." Pinkie then gasped and hugged my face in her hooves. I then thought about what I said. "Huh. De ja vu."
