What to Write

"So... this is your story?" asked Abigail's friend, Her Friend. "Yep!" said Abigail. "Isn't it great! We've got Fluttershy in it! I mean, that's the best part! The story is also completely original, too. She falls through the clouds and meets all of her pony friends, all thanks to Rainbow Dash! She gets her cutie mark, and everything is happy, and-"

She was cut off by Her Friend. "I must say... that story sounds an awful lot like The Cutie Mark Chronicles."

Then she realized that was the truth. She'd convinced herself that this was her idea; that all of this was her skill, her talent, and yet here she was, plagiarizing a episode from MLP! She felt horrible, like she was a wanted criminal. Now no one would ever see her skills that she had...

Next thing Her Friend knew, Abigail was crying. She was wailing so loud China could hear her. "Abigail, what on earth is wrong?" "Everything is ruined. Let's face it... all that talent I thought I had is all fake. Everything I brought myself up to be... is a lie. What if no one likes me? What if I don't make a good first impression on the internet? What i-"

"So, you mean," Her Friend said, "that you want to do this to feel good about yourself?"

"YES, IT'S TRUEEEEE" she cried, almost screaming. "There's no way to ever get myself out there... for people to like me."

Her Friend wanted to say this was just Abigail being Abigail. She was like this a lot. But still, she wanted to help her friend, and she wouldn't leave her behind.

"Listen, Abigail. You may feel like a failure, like the entire world is against you. But the world is not. You are a wonderful person in your own right. You don't need to "put yourself out there" on the Internet! Heck, many people on the Internet you "friend" don't really know you! Anyway, this fanfiction is clearly giving you huge stress. I suggest you can stop. Unless maybe..." She got an idea. "You want to work on it with me?"

Abigail stopped crying, and managed to oh so slightly smile. "You... really mean that?" "Yes, I do," said Her Friend. "and we'll enjoy it. You'll feel less stressed when someone is there to help you. Unless, you don't want to do it..."

Abigail interrupted her so fast. "YES OF COURSE I DO! LET'S GET TO WORK!"

So Abigail and Her Friend sat the computer, ready to type the best fanfiction the world had ever seen.