Free To A Good Home

by Grtgfbll

Rating: mature
Tags: Random
Length: 419

Some ideas are Too Good to Waste... then there's these.

While I'm trying to get the files I need to continue SparkleTek, Inc., other ideas for stories keep popping up. This is where most of them will end up. From HiEs to AUs, and Comedy to Tragedy, all shall be, whether they like it or not. Who knows, maybe someone will give one of them the love they deserve. Rated to CMA (Cover My Ass).
Warning: May Be Sub-Par And/Or Contain (in)complete One-Shots.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-08-03 12:30:34 UTC

1 NOT based on "The Stanley Parable", I Swear!

It was two days after Twilight had been accepted into the School for Gifted Unicorns.  A Saturday like any other.  She rolled out of her bed at the crack of Noon, as she always did after a late night studying, and yawned a cute little yawn.

"Who's there?!" she half shouted to the room devoid of any other signs of life, "and why are you saying what I'm doing?"

... Wait a sec.  C-can you hear me?

"Yeah..." she replied hesitantly.  'Why does he sound so confused?'

Not so much confused as hopeful.  After all, not many beings can hear us.

Her eyes widened at my response to her thoughts.  'How-'

-did I know what you were thinking?  I am a Narrator, Third-Person Class, Omniscient Rank.

"Narrator!?" she inquired with no small amount of alarm.  "Does that mean none of this is real?!  Is my life a lie!?  Some story to entertain the masses?!"

Calm down, Twilight, this is quite real.  No wonder most beings don't hear us.  How many who could wound up in the Loony Bin... or worse?

"HOW CAN I CALM DOWN WITH YOU QUESTIONING MY SANITY?!?!?!?!"

The downwardly-spiraling lavender fuzz-ball was suddenly calm.

"Downwardly isn't a word!"

... O.k., MOSTLY calm.  I can work with that.  And it is now.

'What did he do.  Why am I not freaking out.  I should be worried.  Does worrying about not being worried count as worrying in this situation?'

In order: It's called a Narrative Override.  Because I said you aren't.  No, you shouldn't.  Ask a psychologist.

"What's a Narrative Override?" Sparkle asked.

As a Narrator, I have some control over the world around you.  A Narrative Override is a slight change in reality to help your story along.

Twilight fearfully glanced in the general direction of up.  "Does that mean you can control ME when ever you want?"

... If I had eyes, that question would leave me blinking.  I'm not too sure if it would be from surprise or confusion, but I would be blinking.  As for the answer...

2 the Foreword to A Twist on HiE Changeling Fics

1,500 years.  That is how long I have been the Crystal Empress.  My daughter, Princess Flurry Heart, Married her fifth husband just last week.  He's a simple Baker's Apprentice, but that doesn't matter to me.  He loves her, furry exoskeleton and all.

I am Mi Amore Cadenza; former human mercenary; Queen of the Changelings; Ruler of the Crystal Empire; And Mother of Flurry Heart, First born of the Halflings.  This is my Autobiography, released to the world, uncensored, so that others may know the truth.