Normal Day... Uh Sort Of.
Hi, I am Kenny Habets, and I live on a farm ranch type place, In a good place with lots of animals. Well, mostly pigs. I am a typical teen, well 18, tall, strong, and has a heart of gold for animals. I have dirty blonde hair that cascades over my glasses when it gets too long, bluish eyes, and fair skin with a red tint to it. So now to my brother. His name is Danny. He is about a half a head shorter than me, has dark brown hair, steel green-grayish eyes, and darker skin. we have polar opposite personalities. I am too soft, kind hearted, gullible, and shy around other people. Especially around girls.
My brother, on the other hand, has a 'Don't Piss-Me-Off' type at times. We both can get kinda loud, and crazy, because we have no other means of entertaining ourselves, considering we don't have any electronic devices, and I rarely get to the computers. But enough about us. Time to get to the story.
*Weewooweewoo*
My loud siren-like alarm clock goes off, making me come back to the waking world. Flipping out of my bed, I proceed to do my morning chores. I throw on some clothes, not really looking at the shirt I grabbed. Grabbing a soup can on top of my dogs' kennel, I walk into the cold hallway to the dog food bag. Rocky, our blind black lab dog whines in anticipation. I also grab an additional can in the bag already and give some to my brothers' dog, Skittles, and mine, Kita. After replacing the cans in their perspective places, I quickly go back to my room and look at my clock.
"Ok, 7:45. Half an hour," I mutter to myself. My alarm clock is about an hour ahead of normal time. I then started grabbing my coat, phone, and backpack to get ready for the bus. "Danny! Hey, get up. It's Wednesday today." He didn't stir. "Yo! Hey, at least answer me."
"No, shut up," he mumbles. After covering his head, I sigh and shake my head.
"Fine. If you don't wanna get up on time and eat, that's fine with me. It is your fault if you don't, but I don't care." I stated as plainly as possible. He stirred again and mutters something but I couldn't hear it. I return to my room, to grab my backpack and put it in our living room.
"Did you do outside chores?" Danny asked, looking at me expectantly.
I walk past without stopping, and answered," No, I did not yet. I'll help you if you want me to, but we need to hurry, so I can catch the bus."
"Fine," he sighs exasperatedly. Danny goes to the basement door and heads downstairs. I go back to my room to get a couple of things I forgot. Smokes, lighter, Mp3 Player, my Leatherman pocketknife, and my phone. I am good.
"Hey, Bro! Come here!" Danny shouted from downstairs. After I placed the items in my pockets, I made my way to the basement door.
"What is it?" I call back, not expecting an answer.
"Come here and you'll see," Danny replies, much to my surprise.
I sigh and made my way down. When I get there, Danny has turned away from me. I had a hunch as to what he had. "Bro, you better not have gotten into those ice cream bars again. Mom will find out." I stated.
He turns back to me, and says," Here. Open up." Danny holds out his hands, which were clenched closed around something. I eye him carefully, thinking of something to say.
"Come on, here." He repeats when I don't move.
"What the hell do you have?" But he didn't answer me. So I sigh yet again and simply state," Whatever it is, mom will find out." I open my mouth, and he tosses the object in my mouth. A familiar flavor hits me, in which I question Danny. "Skittles? Where did you-Wait." I then feel the size of the object and its texture. It had a weird shape, and had... Fur?? I look up at Danny in confusion. Suddenly I hear tiny screams as the object in my mouth moves.
"Help! Somepony help me!!" screamed a tiny voice.
My eyes widen in confusion and shock. "WHAT THE...?!" I immediately spit out the object onto my hand.
What lands in my hand shocked me. It was a tiny blue pony with what appeared to be wings, and bright rainbow colored mane and tail. I just stare my brain trying to process what actually is in my hand. The tiny pony gagged and coughed. I looked around frantically for something to dry the poor pony, while half shouting," Oh God I'm so sorry!" Seeing nothing in our basement, I just grab the bottom of my shirt. I hesitate, trying to figure out how I was going to dry her off. "Uhh. Ahh, shit. Umm," I mutter. I gently dab and wipe her dry. I then turn to Danny, yelling,"You fucking asshole!! Why the hell did you do that?! Ahh, Imana fucking kill you!" I go to swing at him, but missed the first time, while he laughed his ass off. I swing again but connected this time.
"Ow, my nipple." He rubbed his chest as he giggled.
I glare daggers at him for a moment longer, then turned a soft gaze to the pony in my hand, who was shivering. "I'm so sorry, you can blame my idiot brother."
"Its ok, I'm fine.," The tiny pegasus replied, shaking herself.
"You sure about that?" I asked with genuine concern. I just can't stand seeing anything hurt. If I haven't mentioned before, I have a heart of gold for animals, domestic and wild.
"Ya, im sure.," She said reasuringly.
"'K, I'm just making sure," I said. Suddenly, I shout," Oh shit! The bus!" I gently but quickly set the pony down on the wood stove, that wasn't lit. " Sorry I gotta go, I'll see you later Bro, and don't tell mom."
"'K, Bro. Bye!" Danny called after me as I hauled ass up the stairs to grab my backpack and run out the door, to the waiting bus.
As I enter the bus, my driver greets me, like she does every morning. "Mornin."
I nod in acknowledgment," Mornin."
I settle down in my usual seat at the back of the bus and sigh, my mind still reeling from the incident that happened. As the bus crosses the railroad tracks by the grain elevator, continuing its normal route. At 7:15 am the bus arrives at my house, and it is a forty-five-minute ride into the small town of Conrad. I reach into my hoodie pocket and grab my mP3 Player, unfold my Sony headphones, and turn my music on. The first song comes on, and I drum my fingers to the melody, while my head vibrated from the heavy bass flowing into my mind. As I doze off and on while listening to my random music, which mostly contains Country music, I lost track of the location, and time. Before I know it, the bus completely stops, and I look around seeing the elementary and middle school kids are getting off. The bus then goes the three or four blocks to the high school and drops off the few high schoolers. I throw my hood over my head, cause it was raining, and upon reaching the door, one of my few friends was at the door first, says,"Ladies first," with a cocky grin.
Irritated, I simply say,"Shut up, Jone-Ass." And make my way to the office to get breakfast, since I didn't eat at home. I write my name on the paper and greet the people in the principles office.
"Kenny, take your hood off," One of the ladies said.
"Ok," I respond and turn my music off also. I grab the bag and go to my first-period classroom.
I sigh, and let my backpack drop to the floor in its usual spot. I made my way to the computer I usually sit at and logged on. I lean back into my chair, and place my hand on my lap, and felt something in my hoodie pocket, while simultaneously, hearing a squeal.
"What the f-" I start to say when I hear tiny voices coming from my pocket.
"Hey! Who turned out the lights!"
"Where is the exit! I cant see!"
"Oh, come on!" I growl while pulling out the stowaways, and putting them in front of me.
"Hi, Kenny. Good morning." A familiar voice sounded down the hall.
Uh oh. My teacher! Where am I going to hide them!? Thinking quickly, I quite the group, and scoop them back into my lap, hopefully out of view.
"Oh uh, hi Mrs. T. How are you," I replied nervously.
"I am great. So, Kenny, I need to do some errands, Ok? I'll be right back." Mrs. T said.
"Sure, I'll be here," I reply.
After she left, I look at the group of ponies in my lap, all of which were looking up at me expectantly. I could only stare at the group. But the gears in my head started grinding. They look familiar. Where did I-. Suddenly, my brain finally clicked. My Little Pony! They are in my lap! Oh. My. God. Then, a voice interrupted my thoughts.
"Yo, Ken-ken-Kenny k-k-k-Kenny, how are ya, buddy. Reeeeee ah-la-la-la-lo-lo-lol." The crazy and familiar voice jabbered on and on.
OH SHIT. Not now! Not here! Oh, fuck oh fuck oh FUCK! WHERE the hell am I gonna put these guys?!
Author's Note
Yo. This is just something I have been trying to put on paper for a long fucking time and I finally did. Tell me what you think of it. ima need every bit of it.
Also, I don't own My Little Pony. I only own myself and names are real people. the song I don't own. there will be a poem that will be my original work that I did, in the next chapter. this will be a 2 part chapter, maybe 3, IDK. but thanks yall!
~Thanks
Maddog.
