What's in The Box?

Human

Allan stared down at the very latest story that he was writing and was satisfied that his commotion with all the natural disasters had sent all the other Pinkies off to where they could never possibly bother him again. He smiled as he finished typing in his very last word on his final last sentence and paragraph.

“Finally, I’m done,” he said to himself not caring whether or not he would be considered crazy and insane, after all, he talked to and with himself, a lot.

But then suddenly seventeen Pinkies were in his room. “But how-?” he started to say. “Slice of Life saved us at the very last minute with her writing.”

Allan scoffed at this remark, “Well of course she did, but when I’m finally done with you I'll have you written out of the story in no time at all,” he said as he started to try sitting down at his chair but it was quickly kicked away by a Pinkie and then he fell with his butt on the floor. “Well that was a bit rude and harsh, honestly I thought that you Pinkies were supposed to be nicer than that.”

“We are, mostly, except for the Pinkamena Pies,” Horror and Gore said.

“Ah, well that figures out very nicely, but you can’t stop me from unwriting you out of my story,” he said. “Do you really want to not have talking animated ponies?” Random said. Allan hesitated, “It doesn’t matter what I want, I just have to satisfy my fan follower base, which is over 100 by the way thank you very much for asking,” he said. “I don’t care how many followers you have, I just care about you being happy with a great big huge smile on your face,” she said.

He quivered, “I refuse to accept your reality of joy and instead substitute my own,” he said. “Yeah, and how well is that working out for you, hmm?”

Suddenly he started to cry, “I’m so lonely!”

“It’s not so bad, surely you have friends, right?” Random said.

“Do they count as friends if they don’t really truly know, understand, or accept you?” he said. “Uh, surely your family-?” she said. “Nope, that’s even worse than my so-called friends, I can only talk to complete strangers about my problems now because I have literally forgotten how to talk to other people, or really care about what they’re talking about, their life, their children, their family, their favorites, whatever it is I just might not connect with/to them on every level.”

“Well if you don’t try to connect with other people then you won’t ever make any real true friends,” she said. “That’s the problem, I don’t know how to care about other people, I have literally forgotten how to,” he said. “Have you ever asked anyone how to teach you?” she said. “Talking and asking for help are my weakest traits and natural abilities and talents, I’ve been afraid to talk to anyone else for so long just because I don’t know how I can, which is exactly why I’m cursed, I want to be with people, but only if they’re interesting to me, I want to have better relationships, but I just can’t because I don’t know how, I’ve been told that I am a bit selfish when it comes to attention, which is probably why I can’t make any more friends,” he said. “Don’t worry, you have us now.”

“Yeah, and you’re fictional, fantasy is the only real true friend that I have left, it is the only thing that really does understand and loves me for who I am.”

“Uh, Daniel,” she said. “No, call me Allan, Daniel was the past, I’m Allan now.”

“Uh, well okay then, Allan, I think that you’re just a bit obsessed with writing.”

“Yeah, I already know that I have a problem, I just don’t know how to fix or solve it, it’s like a puzzle that I just can’t quite figure out yet,” he said.

“Well, so long as you try to make friends, improve and be better and try to figure out that puzzle then people will start to accept you for who you really truly are.”

“But what if they don’t? What will I do then?”

“Well, you’ll just have to keep trying,” Random said.

“And what if I fail in the very end, what will I do then?”

“Well, at least you tried,” she said. “Yeah, I guess that you’re right, but hey, do you want some snacks? I just brought some carrots and apples from the store.”

“Well I don’t know about apples, but I would certainly touch your dingle berries any day of the week if you asked me for it,” Sex said very seductively.

“HEY! There could be children here reading this thing! Keep the sexual references down to the very absolute minimum!” Allan shouted at her.

“Oh, don’t worry, I will,” she said licking a cherry very seductively.

“Well, I could go for some apples,” Random and Slice of Life said.

“I will take this so called ‘apple’ as some kind of food source,” Sci-Fi said.

“It’s been forever since I’ve had some decent food,” Drama, Dark, Horror, Thriller, Gore, and Mystery said. “Eh, why not,” Sad and Tragedy said then.

“Yeah, what they and Sex said,” Romance said. “Might as well,” Adventure and Alternate Universe said. “An apple a day keeps the doctor away!” Comedy said.

“Yeah, unless you’re me of course!” Equestria Girls said.

Suddenly they all glanced at her very confused and then decided to ignore her.

“Well, you girls enjoy yourselves,” Allan said. “Oh, don’t worry, we certainly will,” Sex said gesturing for Romance to come over and make love with herself.

“PINKIE PIE!” Allan shouted as every Pinkie in the room suddenly laughed out loud as he desperately tried to regain control of his story and room.