The other side of the Mirror Pool

I woke up on my family's leather couch, face down in a puddle of my own saliva. I lifted my head up to get it out of the pool on the seat. I sat up and stretched my arms out and my legs out, waiting for the spine-tingling pop they gave off when the joints popped together. I stood up and stumbled into the kitchen, to see a plate with pancakes, and a note written in black ink. I ate the waffles, then read the note. The note stated that when I read it that I go to the basement and join the family. From the wording of it, I guessed it was written by my mother.

I headed for the basement, as the note had asked of me. I opened the door and heard giggles from my brothers, my sister, and a fourth voice. I stepped down the steps, one step at a time. I reached the bottom and saw my family sitting in the giant open living room we had in the basement.

"Ahh, Jackson, welcome back to the land of the living," my mother teased as I sat on the couch. Everyone stopped doing what they were doing to stare at me. I started getting nervous and played with the pillow that was next to me.

"Why is everyone staring at me, stare at her," I told them. I was getting anxious from all the eyes on me. "You see me every day anyway, but her, why is she here?"

"Well, Jackson, that's a sensitive subject for her," Tyler told me while looking over at the pink pony. The pony had finally stopped but was now staring at the ground, tears forming in her eyes. Tyler came over to me and got on his knees. "Her friends sent her here because there was a lot of her so they were killing the clones, or at least sending them back to the mirror pool, and sadly her friends sent her to the mirror pool."

I sighed. I wasn't one to be easily brought to tears, but stories about people losing friends and families always got to me. I wanted to get up and give the pony a hug, but I stayed in my seat.

"Since nopony wants to introduce me I'll do it, My name is Pinkie Pie," She told me.

"I know you and my sister told me before I passed out," I told her while rubbing the spot where I slammed my head into my wall. "Why do you know Pinkie Pie?"

"I know her because of the My Little Pony TV show," she told me with a "you should know this look".

"Okay, so why the fuck is an animated, cartoon, pastel pony from a little girl's show talking to me," I asked her. She shrugged at me and looked at the pony.

"I don't know," she told us. "What I do know though is that your sister's cooking is not good."

"Hey," Serenity yelled at the pony. "You said it was good earlier."

"Girls, none of this," my dad told the two.

"Wait, so we're adopting her," I asked my parents. They looked at me like I had another solution.

"Yes, Jackson, we are keeping her, or at least we can find a way to send her back to her world," my mother said. I groaned my disapproval.

"Oh come on cheer up, I'll throw you a party," Pinkie bribed me. I was done with this, first I had found a pink horse, now we are taking care of it. I stood up and walked back upstairs and threw myself back into the position I had been in when I woke up. "So, do you want that party or not?"

"Oh god," I screamed, at the sudden startle of the voice that was supposed to be downstairs. "No, I don't want a party but I will consider cheering up if you do me two things."

"Aww, I wanted to throw a party," she cried. "Alright what are your two things you want me to do?"

"One, don't sneak up on me and give me a heart attack, two make yourself useful somehow, okay," I told her. After I finished my sentence she seemingly disappeared from in front of me, leaving me alone. "Oh, thank god."