Truly Here

My name is Bradetton, I was a simple brony who liked the show My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I was a sad guy because I always felt insecure and sad about my situation. I would always be bullied in school. And no pony would ever do anything to stop them. I was just so miserable at the time, being called a ponyfag. I couldn’t handle the stress of such a problematic thing, I could only scream from the depths of my soul.

And it was in the middle of Lunch Time.

“Hey you, get down from there.” yelled someone as I screamed. Arms reaching out to the heavens by the resentment I had.

I looked at him, sorrowful pain spelling doom for whatever happiness I had. It was too painful to bear the judgemental stares that every pony was doing towards me. So many eyes that wouldn’t just leave me alone. I couldn’t take it, I ran out of the Cafeteria and went into the bathroom to vomit. So much grey filled juices that went into the toilet seat. Then, I could see her, it was all I could have ever dreamed of. Fluttershy, my one true friend, she was the only one who could see me as I truly was.

Her face as beautiful as it always could be dreamed of. I could finally find the pony that would make me the man I needed to be. So, I submerged my face into the toilet waters, being blessed by her presence gave me a shuddering vibe. Then, a knock on my door and I opened it to find not Fluttershy in all her glory, but some evil enchantress and her phone.

“Smile for the camera!” she would say with that sexist tone. Laughing with their little girly voice boxes. Hitting me from all sides with their Nokia Camera Phones. I could only fall on my knees, pain shuddering at the embarrassment from being viewed as such a sexist object. If only Fluttershy could be here to help me in this dire time of need. Alas, I was abandoned, the flashing lights consuming the deeper reaches of my sanity.

Soon, the pain of their evil phones went away, their laughter being muffled by the door slamming closed. Even though I was technically in the girls bathroom, I still thought of myself as a woman, even having the beautifully large breasts to prove it. Sure, I needed to lose some weight, that is what all the fat shamers always told me, but I didn’t want to lose one thing that made me feel like a woman. The hush puppies of mine were all I had, along with dear Fluttershy whom I would do anything for.

I went home after that incident, my room as tailor made as it usually was. Filled to the brim with hot pictures of my friend Fluttershy. She really was a true true friend to allow me to have these naughty pictures of her. It was a treat to have that kind of relationship, a sort of friends with benefits. If only she was here with me as I admired her very form. That could only spark the most virtuoso of interests…

After getting that “deed” done with my “friend” Fluttershy, her image so tantalizing to the eyes. I slumbered for the next agonizing day that would come tomorrow on my, My Little Pony Official Fluttershy edition themed bed sheets. The crunch of the bed squeaked with my own weight, of course I forgave it’s transgressions against me and it’s shameful screech. I would allow anything as long it pleased Fluttershy. She would be my everything and my only true friend.

The next school day was absolutely nightmarish. The pictures that those evil Nokia phones took were spread all over the school. I couldn’t move my fat legs without being criticized by their awful hate speech. It was enough for me that I thought for a second about killing myself by the four hundred and seventy-fifth time, I counted. Everywhere I went, I was called a “weirdo” and a “freak” like I was supposed to conform to their societal norms.

That day, I told them off that the spirit of Fluttershy would rain down fire against them all. They laughed harder than ever before. I don’t know how long I could ever take this, but for Fluttershy I’ll do anything.

As the humiliating torment continued, the bell ring and I could finally be free from all the paper balls that were thrown at me. I even chanted, “Fluttershy condemn you.” with a mighty bellow. Though the paper balls grew faster and stronger in force. I would follow my Fluttershy to the very end. I ran home as fast as possible, crying all the way with what will power left.

I sat in the precipice of suffering, sitting on my bed watching the image of Fluttershy as she stared with those beautiful eyes of her. All I could pray that she would lift me from this eternal damnation. And, then, it happened, Fluttershy came through the picture! She physically went through it and appeared alive in front of me. I couldn’t believe my eyes, it really was her, she seemed downtrodden though.

She spoke and I listened with open ears.

“Please, Bradetton, Stop this! You're hurting yourself with your unhealthy obsession with me. And even if you’ve done things to my image, I still went through the effort to help you before things went too far.” she said with a solemn voice.

I shook my head, how could she betray me like this!?

“What do you mean hurting myself you cislord shithead! I’ve never been more free than I have been now! Euuuugh, you are objectively now worst pony.”

“What!?” she said with a disgusting snarl. “But, you worshipped me, you even did some objectively wrong things to pictures of me! How can you be so dense!?”

I looked at worst pony now, so full of hate and misgenderization. How could she just label me as some kind of dense person, obviously, Rainbow Dash is the better pony in this regard.

“Begone with you foul beast, or I shall smite thee with my unsheathed katana.” he said while trying to leap up to the katana on his hanger wall. “You’ll see soon enough, I’ll get you for what you have done.”

And with that, the worst pony disappeared, at what was seemingly out of thin air.

Twilight would be ashamed at your lack of friendship

I hear those words, sit down and sat on my bed. Wondering what to do at the moment. Why had my life become this way? And why is Rainbow Dash such a better pony?

Bradetton closed his eyes and curled up in his bed. The thoughts of renovations to his room clouded his dreams.