Breaking the 4. Dimension... again?
I hated my family,
exept my mother.
My older sister was the most girly person you could think of, and she hated Bronys.
My older brother was bigger douche than all "men" from Jersey Shore together, and he hated Bronys.
My little sister was nearly more annoying than the Annoying Orange, and she hated Bronys.
My sisters always said that Bronys are useless, nerdy and sick, because they liked a show for little girls.
My brother always said just faggots and stupid nerds would like My Little Pony.
I told no one. Not even my best friend,
because being a Brony was the most aweful thing you could do in my school.
So I kept it a secret. But every secret gets busted someday.
My secret was revealed on a very sunny sunday evening. Birds were chirping and the whole family had a surprisingly
calm dinner. After a very good, long and -as said- calm dinner, I wanted to read some mlp fanfics, but suddenly my bigger brother ran towards my room as he yelled:"Let's have a look what you do in the internet, shall we?"
The last thing I saw was the mean grin on his face as he closed the door and locked it.
"GET OUT OF MY ROOM!", I shouted at the door while I tried to get it open: "GET AWAY FROM MY COMPUTER!"
Surprisingly fast he unlocked the door again and just showed me his Iphone.
It was the Facebook app.
He made a status update.
With a photo.
Of an email from a Deviantart artist.
Where he said he drew my pony picture.
My life was officialy over.
"F*** YOU!", were my last words to a human. At first I demolished half my bedroom, then I tried everthing to delete his status update, but it was to late. Within minutes it got more than 20 likes, and about 50 commentaries that where all just "FAGGOT", or "OMG YOU NERD EWWWWWW"
So I thought to myself:"Your life is over, try to do the best with it before tomorrow" But I didn't know what to do, in the end I just checked my emails. I remembered the email from that Deviantart guy, he finished the drawing of Diamond Dreamer.
It was a unicorn stallion, just a nuance darker than gras green, with a light(but not to light) purple mane and short tail, both looked a bit messy. But the most striking were his eyes, colored in a very deep saphire blue. He was pulling a carriage full of books with a mare -who looked hurt and was unconscious- on top through mud in a thunderstorm with a angry look on his face. You could see his cutiemark, a sword and a book, bound together with a music note. I wished that I was him, so that I could flee from all of this, Brony-hating-stuff, and all the crimes in the world.
But nothing happend. "What did you expect?", I asked myself:"Stuff like that only happens in dreams and books and films." "Hope dies last", I answerd loudly.
As I looked on the clock, I became aware of the fact that is was already 9:30 PM, so I printed the picture of my pony
went to bed and looked at it until I fell asleep.
--
0.
Zero.
Nothing.
That was all I could see, all I could feel, all I could think.
I also noticed that I didn't have a body.
Suddenly a female voice started talking:
"FINALLY you're here! Oh you don't KNOW how hard it is to bring somebody here. Oh did I say someBODY? I meant somenothing, sorry! I'm just always so EXCITED when I break the fourth wall! It's hard but it pays off, most of the time at least. there was this one girl..."
'Wait what? FOURTH WALL??' I thought confused.
"She was always talking, it was just sooo annoying, she..."
"PINKIE PIE?" I interrupted her.
"Of course, who else you dummy? Santa Claus?"
"Why did you bring me here?" I asked carefully.
"Because you wished for it!"
If I had a jaw in that moment, it would have droped a thousend feet downwards.
"Just because I WISHED FOR IT? Do you do that often?"
"Yeah from time to time. You don't KNOW how many humans want to be ponies"
"I think I can imagine"
"ANYWAY we're off topic. Do you know what you want to look like as a pony?" she asked.
"Yes I had that one Deviantart guy draw me one"
"You mean... this one?", suddenly a light appeared, tearing the darkness apart. In the new light I could see that Pinkie was a pink cloud.
"Woa!" I noticed surprised that the light was my painting of Diamond Dreamer.
"Uh, nice choice, I can't wait to see you in that pony!", she said as she looked at the picture.
"Why are you a cloud?", I asked, still confused.
"You're one too, silly! They are our soul! Yours is green", she answered amused.
"Why green?"
"It's your soul color! Everybody has one! But because of whatever you humans all look the same on the outside. Ponies have their soul color as their fur color. Now, lets get you into that body shall we?"
Suddenly everything was sucked into the drawing of Diamond Dreamer.
"WAIT WAIT WAIT WAAAAAAAAA..." My words were sucked out of my mouth, as I was a moment later. My thoughts hung another second around:'WE'RE GETTING 20 PERCENT COOLER!'
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Birds chirped.
Too LOUD.
"Let me sleep" I murmured. I was so fixated on the thought of the birds stoping to chirp that something in my whole body focused on that one thought and gathered in something that felt like a horn. Before I could think anything, a zipping noise stopped the chirping. Now I was able to think again. 'HORN? ZIPPING NOISE?' I started remembering, immediatly opended my eyes and jumped onto my hoofs. 'HOOFS?' I looked around. I was near a forest, on a meadow. It was a beautiful day, some clouds were in the sky, a mild breeze was coming from a distant town. I realised that birds were not chirping.
I looked to my right, to the forest. A little bird was sitting in a tree, his mouth literally zipped!
"Oh god no! My first minute as a pony and I zipped the mouth of a bird!", panicking, I ran in cricles first, thinking of something to do, as I suddenly jumped towards the bird -who was just looking angrily at me(really you could see his eyes turn red)- and shouted(still in mid-air): "I can fix this! I'll bring you to Twilight!", but I crashed into the tree, pinning my horn into said. I was stuck. "Uhm. Could you get help?", I asked the bird while investigating the bark of the tree.
The answer was the bird sliding down my mane and flying away. "Please get help, okay? I'm really sorry about that magic accident!" I shouted after him.
Fluttershy was watering her plants as she heard a bird flying towards her, surprisingly silent. As he landed on her back, still not chirping, Fluttershy turned her head to him and saw his zipped mouth: "Oh my! What happend to you? I'll bring you to Twilight to fix you up!"
"Spike, could you open the door please, I'm busy", Twilight Sparkle said, reading a book with the title: "How to teleport other ponies". "You're always busy!" Spike complained. "Is, uhm, Twilight home? That is if it's okay with you", a shy voice whispered from downstairs. "I'm here, what ist it Fluttershy?" Twilight asked and came down the stairs. The bird flew out of Fluttershys mane and sat on Spike's head. "Yeah land on me, I'm just the assistant", he murmured sarcastically. "I see the problem, this is easy and will not hurt, hold still", Twilight calmy said and a bright purple light appeared on her horn. A short flash and the bird was chirping again.
"Who did this to him?" Spike asked curius. The bird chirped something to Fluttershy, sounding a little bit angry. "He says that a green unicorn with a blue mane zipped his mouth". More chirping. Fluttershy giggled a little: "He rammed his horn into the tree of our little bird here, when he jumped towards him" "Can he lead us there?" Twilight asked. "He says a unicorn with his horn inside a tree isn't that hard to find" Fluttershy translated the chirping. "Yes or no?" Spike shook his head to get the bird on him to fly away, wich he did, chirping something. Fluttershy turned after him:
"He says yes"