Hands and Hooves

My house - 2nd floor

7:00 AM, August 24th, 2015

I opened my eyes, hearing the sounds of birds chirping from outside, and leaves rustling, as my eyes were greeted by the beige painted ceiling, My vision was beginning to at least recover, I sat up in my bed, looking around, examining the room. I crawled my lazy ass out of bed, slumping to the door, opening it.

I walked to the bathroom, opening the door and walking in, I closed the door behind me, proceeding to remove off my clothing, walking in, and turning on the shower.

And then I was given the gift of COLD WATER

I began yelping a bit, as the cold water stung very crazy, I turned the knob quickly as I dived into the stream, shivering a bit from the event. The water began turning warm, as I walked into the shower heads water, I really didn't bother to use any substances, since my brother uses them all the time, and they smell like a douchebag just walked in.

I began just washing up, relaxing my back against the water, as it trickled down, calm, and happy. then I heard a noise that I never really hear usually on my daily basis. It rather sounded like a THUMP or a Poof, but, I don't care, I'm enjoying my shower finally for the first fucking time, when I have to just run in and out of cold water.

Then I heard a voice speaking, it was muffled, but rather sounded weird, maybe my mother stayed at home? I just tossed it aside as a small misunderstanding thought. I proceeded to turn off the shower, then walking out. grabbing my towel off of the wooden towel rack, drying my face, and wrapping it around my waist, folding it so it wouldn't break its wrapping. I looked at myself in the mirror, seeing my messy, spiked hair.

God, I look like a mess.

I opened the mirror, seeing the amounts of combs, gel, and stuff for hair and more. I reached for some gel, applying it smoothly into my hair, turning on the sink a bit, grabbing a small amount of water, and splashing it on my hair. I think grabbed my comb, starting to comb it forward towards my direction, shaping it rather pointed, and neat.

THUMP THUMP

Ok, this is getting annoying.

I decided to reach for my clothing, sliding my pants on instead, refusing to put on my shirt, I walked out the door, hearing more banging somehwere. I tried locating where it could be. I began checking the home, I walked to the living room, seeing nothing, I began to check the couch, and behind the TV, basically everywhere. I proceeded to walk to the kitchen, which was dead silent aside from the other areas I could hear the noises from. I then located the noises to my room, that's when the noises got louder.

Shhhhhhrip

I heard the sound of a poster ripping, meaning someone is OBVIOUSLY breaking into my room possibly. I walked quietly to the door, placing my hand gently on the knob, being ready for whatever may come, I turned the knob quickly, kicking the door as I released my hand, the door flying open rapidly. The room was silent, it looked like something went inside here, but there was nobody here. I saw my posters ripped, and what seems to be a hole in my wall, the size of a small circle. I walked over to my bed to check it, I crouched down, looking under.

Nothing here.

I checked the closet.

Nada.

Then I came over to check my bed, looking at it closer, I saw some stuff on it, it looked like mint green fur, like something was shedding, or it was some sort of fur from a jacket. I was a bit confused by the evidence I saw, and I looked at my blankets, yet seeing a huge lump in it, stepping a bit back.

I stared at it for 3 to 4 minutes, processing if that could be the thing that was in here, or if its just a lump of air. I then heard the lump sneeze lightly, making me jump like a coward, and yelp like a girl. I stared at it, as the lump was shaking, I looked around the room for a weapon, seeing that the only thing that was useful was my karambit knife that I painted with my moms nail polish into a crimson web, hung on the wall, jesus, I spent over a hour letting that paint and dry to a perfect thing, well, I think it deserves some blood incase. I grabbed it, slipping the handle into the palm of my hand, ready to strike. I grabbed hold of the blanket with the tip of my fingers, yanking quickly, seeing the intruder as...

What..

I dropped my knife, my eyes just glancing at what I am just looking at from this moment. It was not a fox, a wild animal, or anything, but a mint green pony. I mean, I was able to tell this was a pony, a UNICORN from the way it looks. I just couldn't even process to know if this was just real, or I am just having one of those dreams that loop into reality. I mean, this thing is FICTION! From the show, the pony is even scared to death from me, like I'm going to kill it. The unicorn seemed to look like a girl in my opinion, from the fact that it has eyelashes.

I stared at her, for a deep 3 minutes, I have to just make the best words I could say to at least make her think I'm not even a threat to her, or to where she even is from.

"Hi." I said in a awkward tone, the way I just said this, might've been the worst way to even introduce myself to a fictional character from a show that is animated for little girls, and is carrying a fanbase of grown men who..

Yeah, I can't even say it.

Are you kidding me...

Her eyes stopped shrinking in fear, as she looked at me more calmly, and had a rather more confused look. She bluntly just raised what seemed to be a hoof, pointing it at me, and attempting to poke me, as I stepped back a bit.

"You're not so..rude for what I heard about humans..." She said bluntly, her voice described a rather young teenager that would just go to the mall and brag about 'her new shoes' or some other stuff. I stepped a bit more back, reaching the dead end for what was my fucking wall, I just stared at her. What does she even mean by 'rude'? I mean, there is some annoying and rude people on this earth, but me?

"Well, first off, c-" I was interrupted by the worst things to even expect.

BUZZZ BUZZZ BUZZZ

My phone was buzzing, of course, I had a fucking flip phone. I grabbed the phone out of my pocket, the pony confused by the look of it, I opened the device, pressing the answer button, and applying the top speaker to my ear.

"Hello?" I questioned on the phone, My voice was a bit shaken, but I tried to at least keep my calm onto this situation.

"Hey sweetie!" A womans voice voice answered back on the phone, of course, it was my mother.

"U-Uh, Hi mom." I stuttered, my stomach was just queasy, and felt weak. I was going to just throw up.

"Look, I'm coming home, my boss says that work is closing down for a week due to renovations." She said bluntly.

Wait, mom is coming home..?

What if they, take her away, or, put her in a lab with IV's, and all sorts of stuff, and cut her open? I mean, they could kill her for the worst case scenario. They could, do something to her that would be cruel.

"Honey, are you okay?" My mom questioned. her voice sounded a bit worried about me.

"Y-Yeah! I'm just fine!" I'd say nervously.

God help me.

"Alright, just make sure your room is nice and clean when I get home." She'd say.

She'd hang up, the line going to a nice humming sound. I closed the phone silently, the mint green unicorn is STILL looking at me. I looked at her, and broke my gaze from her after 3 seconds. I'd walk over a bit closer to her, her eyes still gazing at me, as I walked near, and sat on the bed with her, covering my face with my arms, sighing deeply.

I removed my arms from my eyes, I'd then look at her, as she gave me that What did I do look. I stood up, walking to her, as she looked at me with her head up, I then just hugged her, a odd decision to make. But I rather just hugged her, feeling her soft coat brushing lightly around my hands, her silky mane on my cheek, sweeping against.

and I hugged her for a straight 3 minutes.

I let go, moving back a bit, seeing her face brightened up in her mood. God, that made me want to smile, and I finally did. I smiled for my first time I have ever even done it in a long while. I smiled.

I looked at her, and then recollected my thoughts, realizing that I still have to hide her, she needs a hiding place.

My bed has no frame, just the mattress, so that is no use. My closet is a good place, bunches of clothes and stuff there. and some neat stuff to look at. I then confirmed my decision.

She is living in the closet.

I motioned her to come over, she came over slightly, as I turned the knob on my closet door and pushing, opening the slightly large closet. They said that this closet used to be a studio room to what the landlords say, they were long time producers, till they moved over to some other state.

I walked in, breathing in the muffy air. the smell of cardboard, I looked over at her.

"Why are we here?" She questioned. The fact that I own (Sort of.) a unicorn, still makes me not used to her talking.

"Well, I..thought I could, let you stay in here for a bit?" I can't even think of how much I lied to her, she can't even leave. If she knows, she will be a bit more terrified I bet.

"Oh, Okay!" Her voice screeched, god, where are my earplugs?

I looked in a cardboard box of old stuff, seeing some sheets and blankets. I reached for them, dusting them off, laying them out, folding it to a comfortable size for her. I grabbed the sheets and wrapped it around the blankets square brick structure, it looked like a bed at least, but something was missing. I know, you need a blanket and sheets, but-

A pillow.

I went to the cardboard box, looking for a pillow until...

Oh god...

I found my old pillow when I was 6. The pillow contained stars and sparkles all over it, childish as hell, but it atleast is a pillow. I grabbed it, brushing some dust off of it with my hand, plopping it onto the small bed I barely even took work on. I looked over at her, I walked to her, crouching a bit to her level.

"Look, I need you to not come outside, alright?" i questioned. "Just stay in here, and I will tell you when to come out." I told her, she replied with a nod, her eyes describing trustworthy, I guess she knows proper english at least.

I walked out the room, her looking at me as I closed the door.

And it's quiet.

I'd sigh, waiting for any events that would occur, that could lead to a more problematic event. Lets just hope this goes well.