I power up my laptop, excited with the prospect of a new idea for a fiction. It’s absolute genius! Not only is it original, but the concept itself is awe inspiring! I hurriedly type in my password and open Microsoft Word. I am just about to start typing when I realise something very important. I’ve completely forgotten what I was about to say.
“That’s the third time this week!” I yell, frustrated. Writer’s Block sets in again. I throw myself on the bed in frustration and cover myself in the sheets. I haven’t written anything in months! My fans have probably all disbanded! At this rate, I’ll never be able to make anything as good as My Little Dashie.
What sucks is that I can’t ask anyone to help me write it up because there are no bronies I know at my school, and asking would permanently land me in the weirdo bin.
I get up from my bed and return to my wheely chair. I wheel myself into my desk and enter the fiction site I love so much. Maybe if I read other people’s fics, maybe I might be able to drag up some inspiration!
Two hours of reading later, still not an idea of what I wanted to write. I decided to play some video games instead. I snapped the laptop lid shut. Perhaps a little too forcefully…
The day was over and I was lying down in my bed. I began to think about how I could write the story. I tossed and turned, ideas flowing through my head. Human in Equestria? No. It’s been done to death. Equestria on Earth? Also done to death. Clopfic? Not touching that with a twenty foot pole. Cupcakes inspired story? WTF brain? Are you trying to make people hate me? I scream into my pillow.
“Celestia help me, if I don’t write something soon I’m going to explode!”
It was at that moment that my computer screen started to glow. While it was closed. I opened it up and looked at it. A large crack had formed through the centre of the screen and was currently emitting a bright light. I looked at the power button on my computer. It was off. Oh dear. The light began to congeal and come out of my computer. I step back as it flows from the screen and drips to the floor. The light emitting fluid began to rise up off the floor and solidify. Four hooves, a tail and a horn. It definitely looks like…
A UNICORN! The light has finished taking the form of a pony! Though which pony? There were so many to choose from! Lyra? No. The hair’s too different. Trixie? PLEASE GOD, BE MERCIFUL! No, wait, no hat and cape. I breathe a sigh of relieif. Who else could it be? The light dispersed. Standing there, in the middle of my room, was the lavender protagonist of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic.
“Twilight Sparkle?” I say, unsure if I’m dreaming or just hallucinating.
“Hello! I heard you were having trouble with writer’s block. Being a librarian, I can’t bear the thought of a book not being written, especially by such a creative writer!”
I blush. This is high praise from one of the most educated unicorns in Equestria! I don’t care if this is a dream or hallucination, I’m taking it!
“Thank you very much. But how do you know my stories? Last time I checked, Equestria didn’t have high-speed internet connection.”
“I can explain that. The website you’ve been writing your stories on is actually what could be called a ‘story bucket’. All the stories that everypo-everybody writes are transmitted to Equestria by magic. Then they are turned into books. I recently got a shipment with some of your stories in it, and they were really fascinating and interesting! Rainbow Dash especially liked some of the fight sequences.”
Well shucks, I got complimented by Twilight Sparkle! I don’t really know what to say!
“Well… Thanks a lot!”
Genius, brain. Genius.
“But then there was this one really confusing one…”
Oh dear lord here we go. Quick, Brain! Think of a way to get out of the negative criticism!
“So, uh… Why did you want to come here again?”
Close call Brain. Thanks.
“Oh, right! I was so caught up about talking about books, I almost forgot why I’m here!
She pulled out a notepad and pencil out of her saddlebags with her lavender-scented magic and sat on my bed.
“I’m going to help you with your writing problem!”
Well, it’s been good so far with Twilight around. To be honest, I fully expected myself to freak out on a phenomenal scale, but somehow, I managed to keep my cool. I mean, it’s freaking TWILIGHT SPARKLE! A pony who, up until now, has remained firmly in the land of fiction! Does that mean that I have fans in Equestria?
“Okay, what kind of a story have we decided on?” I asked
“Well, I was thinking we could do another one of those Human in Equestria things. Some of those are quite good.”
“Yeah, but the concept’s been overly used and I don’t think the readers will be interested enough in it to bother reading it. I’ve seen my fair share of them and I’ve seen a basic trend. Human is unwillingly sent to Equestria through means of ancient magic or magical mishap, everyone freaks out, great evil awakens and human saves the day then is sent home by one or both of the Princesses.” I explain
“Well, fair enough. What about you?” she asks
“How about a fiction about Pinkie Pie? It could be something about, say… A party that goes wrong? What happens inside her head? How does she break the fourth wall so much?”
“But the last story I remember reading about Pinkie was some awful slander called ‘Cupcakes’. I think she wouldn’t really appreciate another sad story about her from her favourite author.”
“Okay, fair enou… Wait, I’M HER FAVOURITE AUTHOR?”
“Well… Yes.”
I couldn’t believe it. Out of all the Fan-Fiction writers in the universe, she chose me as her favourite author? It was just too good to be true!
“Argh! We’re getting side tracked! We need to focus on the story!”
A voice came out of my computer’s speakers.
“I hear you are having trouble young author. Perhaps I can rekindle your dimming fervour?”
I would recognise that rhyming anywhere. Sure enough, the carpeting near the door began to liquefy. After a few seconds, a stark black and white Mohawk protruded out of the liquid, followed by the rest of the zebra. Her gold jewellery jangled slightly as she trotted towards me.
“Ah, the young writing man, I presume! I assume you know what brings me to your room?”
“Will you be helping me with my writing along with Twilight? I could use all the help I can get.”
“Indeed I shall young wordsmith; now let us get to writing, forthwith!”
Well, well. Two ponies and a brony writing fan fiction? I wonder how it's gonna turn out? Please leave corrections and stuff down in the comments section. I appreciate all constructive criticism.
