Can you help me, Crystalbreeze? I want to write a new story!
Certainly! Let's do it, shall we?
In the afternoon of a very tiring day I finally got home from high school. I was happy to be at home. And it was Friday. After some exams and hard lessons I needed to relax. When I entered my house, I put my jacket down, got out of my shoes and put on my slippers. My parents weren't at home, so I spent the most of my time with studying. I read books and wrote notes, as all student does, when the Friday comes and they need to do the homework, because in the rest of the weekend they can play.
More than two hours later I checked my timetable and packed my bag. My desk in my room became clear and not filled with thick books, pencils, and notebooks. My head was full. I saved every single information in my brain. Now it was time to enjoy the weekend. I ate some fruits, watched TV for a while and called up my grandparents, who lived far away from me.
Later I turned on my computer and started being nerd. I played with my personal favorite games and checked my Facebook account a few times. And then I decided to visit the Fimfiction website. It was like YouTube, but the user needed to write stories to get subscribers, or followers. The stories were always unique, but there was one thing about them, which was the same in every single fanfic. They were about My Little Pony. I know it is very girlish and I know that if anyone could notice that a boy is a fan of a show about colorful ponies and unicorns, then he'll think the boy is pervert, or 100% gay. But no.
I really liked MLP and I wasn't gay at all. It just felt good to watch it.
Maybe you figured it out, or not that I was a Fimfiction user too. My username was Crystalbreeze there. Why? Because I made an OC, whose name was my username. The OC is an original character, who is my alter ego in the My Little Pony world. Crystalbreeze was a breezie, who is a fairy-like miniature pony with wings.
Under this name I wrote some cool stories. They were about the size difference, because when I was younger I loved watching Peter Pan and my favorite mythical creatures were the giants and the fairies. Under a half a year I wrote more than 10 stories and then I ended writing, because of the high school.
When I visited the site, I checked my accaunt and my stories. There came the memories. I still remember, when I wrote the fanfics, when I was in primary school. I remember when I started imagining my OC and when I had a dream with him. It was incredible, when I saw Crystalbreeze in my dream. That was the time, when I wanted to bring him to real life. However he was just a character of an imaginary cartoon world and there was no way to bring a fictional fairy-pony OC into real life.
That's what I thought. I was so naive.
As I watched and read my stories again and saw the comments under it and noticed that I had almost 50 followers, there came a strange feeling, which I felt before. The feeling of writing and publishing a cute and adorable story. I felt joy and wanted to feel more of it. I wanted to have a little nostalgia after some months of pause. I decided to write another story.
But how? The language wasn't a big problem. I wasn't english, but my sense of english language was great. The problem was with the ideas, I didn't have any of them. They simply ran out of my mind, because I stopped writing.
However there was somebody, who could help me writing. The last time, when I saw him was long ago. He was like my personal partner. Sometimes when I needed ideas and writing tips he always came and helped me. I couldn't be grateful enough for him. the only thing I needed to do to see him is to call him.
Not on a phone, Skype, or Facebook. I called him in a special way.
"Crystalbreeze? Are you here?" I asked with a smile. "I hope you didn't forget me, my friend!"
Unbelievebly soembody, or somepony answered after some seconds. It had high-pitched voice, like Alvin had in the Alvin and the Chipmunks movies.
"How could I forget you, writer!"
It sounded from my right ear. It was close to it. Then I turned my head to the source of the sound. When I saw him, I was surprised. He was sitting on my right schoulder. He was so small and cartoony. He was my OC in real life, Crystalbreeze. He was a tiny pony-like figure with light-green fur, little hooves, big transparent butterfly wings, antennas on the top of his miniature head, turquoise colored mane, tail and eyes. He was only some inches tall. He was smiling, like me. I think he was happy to see me again.
"Good to see you again." I said and with my index finger I pecked his head.
"You too, Mark! I didn't see you for months. What happened?"
"There was a big pause and I only wrote a few stories. Before the high school I stopped writing, because I needed to study more."
"And did you miss me?"
"If you could know how much I missed you. You always helped me writing stories and you were gone under these months."
Crystalbreeze once turned away and started looking at the huge monitor of my computer. He saw our Fimfiction stories and our followers.
"Oh, so you have 49 followers? Cool! I'm glad there are people, who like our work!"
"Yeah. Thanks to you we have some great fanfictions and some groups."
"You still don't plan to write, do you?" He asked with his cute voice. Now his face became a bit sad.
"I do, Cryst. I rarely visit this site, but now I feel I need to write again, even if I don't have much time to do it."
"Really?"
"Yes, and this is why you're here. I need a partner again."
"REALLY??????" He asked again, but louder. Much louder. He looked like so excited. I could understand him. He loved working with me, his creator. This is the point, when some of the readers may ask: is he real?
Well, not exactly. He is imaginary, but I could touch him somehow.
"Yes, my little breezie. It's time to work again. I don't know how many stories will we write, but I hope our followers will like our fanfics. So are you with me?"
"Certainly, writer!"
"Okay then!" I said and took my index finger close to him. Then he hugged it with his four tiny hooves. When he released it, I got his wings with my thumb and index fingers and lifted him onto the table, next to my keyboard.
"Do you have any ideas for this story?"
"Unfortunately no." I answered. "This is why I need your help again."
He nodded and continued: "Leave the ideas to me!"
In the next hours we started working. In a blank Google Docs document we tried to write some cool ideas. Crystalbreeze gave me advices, when I needed some of them. Both of us liked the size difference stories. Personaly I liked the adorable and cute stories, not the ones about sex, gore, or macrophilia. Once he mentioned that we could use some ideas from an already written story. this is what I liked, because I didn't really have unique and individual ideas.
He showed me some already written fanfictions about size difference. They were cool, but suddenly I had an idea.
"Why don't we write about our co-operation? About the way we write a story?"
Came the answer: "Unusual idea, but it worths a try!"
After the brainstorming I started writing. Cryst was lying on the top of my head and corrected me, when I wrote errors in the description. The story grew and grew. Soon it broke the 1000 words.
Thanks to us the story was written. We just needed to publish it. I started moving the cursorto the "Submit" option. Before the click, Crystalbreeze flew onto the left mouse button and with his two hooves he pushed it down, as I did too. We clicked and the story was published.
And it's name was: Can you help me, Crystalbreeze? I want to write a new story!
When it was done, I said thank you to him for all he did for me.
"Thank you very much for your help, Crystalbreeze." I said, while the breezie was standing on my palm. "I can't say this enough to you. You are so kind with me."
"Of course I am. I like writing with you. You're my caretaker and I'm your OC."
"It was incredible, when I saw you at first. It looked like a dream, but soon you became alive."
"Also seeing you was incredible too! You were the human, who became my best and only friend."
"Are you satisfied with our stories?"
Cryst nodded. "And you?"
"Naturaly. Writing with you is a good nostalgia. And again, thank you for your kindness."
"You're welcome." He smiled. "Now it's time from me to go."
I surprised: "To go? Where? Why?"
He opened his wings and flew up in front of my eyes: "Don't worry about me, Mark! This wasn't the last time you saw me! We'll meet sometime again! You just need to call me, as you did always!"
Once a small tear came out of my eyes. I was sad and happy in the same time. I was sad, because he'll go away, but I was happy, because I know he will return sometime.
"See you soon, Crystalbreeze!"
"See you soon!" He answered and floated to my nose and hugged it tightly. He was so cute. I hugged him back carefully and then he flew up again. He waved with one of his hooves in the air and as I once blinked, he disappeared.
I was alone again, but our new story was written and published. I was satisfied and I think my tiny breezie OC, Crystalbreeze is satisfied too. Without him, this story wouldn't be here.
