Chapter 1View OnlineIf I Lose MyselfChapter 1"Geez, how many times can I screw up this melody?" Milo thought to himself. He had been trying to play My Favorite Game on his acoustic for the past hour. Yet everytime he got to the second verse he would screw up the transition. It was quickly becoming very frustrating. Milo dug deep and gave it another try... "Come oooon...come oooon...yes! Finally!" ...And was rather pleased with himself when he got past the transitioning notes. He was almost halfway through the second verse when he heard his mother call. "Milo! Come down for breakfast! I made pancakes!" The fifteen year old heard his mother call downstairs. He inwardly groaned as he set down his acoustic and got up from the messy bed he slept and practiced on every day for the past few weeks. "Dang, figures I'd get called away just as I'm about to nail this song." Milo sighed. "Oh well, I can always do it later. Besides, whatever mom makes is usually worth it...except sweet potatos." Milo shivered. He didn't waste anymore time in his room and walked out into the narrow hallway, down the flight of stares, and to the bright and clean halls of the bottom floor. Seeing how unusually clean even the white wallpaper was reminded Milo of his fathers words to him the other day. "I know your looking forward to seeing...Paramore was it? But here lately all you have been doing is practicing. Now there's nothing wrong with that but it IS possible to have too much of a good thing. So if you can keep on top of the laundry, your room, and your schoolwork then you can go to the concert alright?" Remembering the state of his room Milo grimaced. "Yeeeeaaaa I should probably deal with that after breakfast. Here's hoping they don't ask about it..." When Milo got to the dining room his older brother and younger sister were already there waiting for him. His mother looked to be stiring up some frozen orange juice. "There you are! Geez what took you so long?" His sister yelled. "I didnt take that long bellybutton." Milo said with a slight smirk and a role of his eyes. "Ugh! What's so hard about saying Belle? Honestly, why couldn't YOU be the youngest?" The white haired ten-year-old pouted. "Donno, ask mom and dad. I had nothing to do with it." "...the heck is that supposed to mean?" "Uhhh..." Their mother sat placed the orange juice around the table and sat down before interrupting their...interesting conversation... "Alright that's enough both of you." She said sternly. Though that look was soon replaced with a somewhat mischievous smile. "We're gonna have a good day today, and if we don't then I'm gonna get very angry...you know what happens when I'm angry." Normally Milo would have just scoffed and rolled his eyes at the obvious reference, but he had been through enough cruel and unusual punishments to know better. His mother was awesome but she could be scary when she wanted to be. He settled with simple nod, which she returned. "Now, Mark I know you have work today but I was hoping that you could take a look at the car before you left? I can get it to start but it seems like it takes longer and longer every day." "Sure mom." Milo's brother answered without looking up fron his bowl. "Thank you, I know your busy but I'd rather not have to take it to a mechanic. Lord knows I can't afford to deal with those scams." Their mother sighed as she took her now empty plate to the sink and began to wash it. Mark nodded. "I don't blame you, besides it's probably the carborator again." "Geez Mark, you haven't even looked at the thing yet!" Milo shook his head as he shoveled another piece of pancake into his watering mouth. Mark still didn't look up from his plate. "It's not hard to make an educated guess based on previous problems and a little bit of research." "Ya know not all of us have a degree in engineering." That comment did make Mark look up, one eyebrow raised slightly. "What part of what I just said requires a degree?" "Milo's just jealous that you're smarter then him big bro." Belle cut in with a smirk mirroring the one Milo wore not five minutes ago. "Really Belle? Really?" "Done! Can I go now mom?" Belle asked, ignoring Milo's deadpan expression. "Yes you can, just keep the television turned down alright?" Their mother asked, knowing exactly what she would be doing. It was saturday after all. "Sure mom! Thanks!" Belle said and took off without another word. It was mostly silent again for another minute or so. Mark still held his eyes on his plate, though judging by his blank expression his mind was a thousand miles away. Their mother washing dishes with a small hum in her voice. And Milo himself was thinking about what he wanted to learn next on his acoustic. "My little ponyyyy, my little ponyyyy," "Whyyyyyy?" Milo sighed. Of course she was watching that girly show again. Ever since she found it a few weeks ago she had been watching it every saturday. The bright and colorful nature didn't exactly appeal to Milo's tastes, not to mention whole pony thing. "I'm finished mom." Milo set his dishes on the marble counter by the sink and quickly made for the stairs. He barely heard his mothers response. It vaguely crossed his mind that not listening to whatever she said would probably bite him in the butt later. But right now he just wanted to get away from the noise the TV was spouting. "Seriously, not even Wonder Pet's is that girly!" When Milo made it to his room he began to realize just how much work would be needed to get the whole thing dealt with. Dirty cloths piled half his height in the far corner, homework and music sheets in chaos on his computer desk (he didn't have a computer though, just the desk), boxes of various little nick-nacks placed haphazardly all over the room. "When was the last time I cleaned in here anyways?" Milo found he couldn't recall. He had been so focused on his guitar the past few weeks ever since he found it in the basement. He recalled when he first got it from his aunt, who passed it down to him after her husband died. He would never forget her face after playing for her as long as he lived. She looked so...sad, yet so happy at the same time. When Milo asked about it all she said was how happy she was that it would still be used. Alright enough stalling, lets get this over with. And with that Milo reluctantly got to work. _________________________________________________________________________________________ Starlight Glimmer was not in a good mood... Then again who would be after having their life nearly crumble to pieces? Today a couple of tourists had gotten lost and somehow made it to Our Town. She had made sure they were welcomed just like everypony else had been before. Tried to get them to see the logic of equality during their stay. Of course they didn't listen and tried to say goodbye to the small community a few days later. And of course that wouldn't do. She couldn't have any nosy princesses destroying something they didn't understand. So they had to go about dealing with that the...not so fun way. They lasted all of three days. Certainly not the longest time, though not the shortest either. But that didn't matter. What mattered was that Our Town had two more productive members added to it's ranks, and no one would be coming to stand in her way. But that almost didnt happen when Starlight had been splashed with a bucket of water by accident, she was forced to hide her left flank all the way back to her home. She was VERY lucky that nopony had seen. She would have to make sure to use something more water resistant in the future- "Starlight!" She heard her name called outside. She would get on that as soon as whatever this matter was had been dealt with. Nopony could stop her now...nopony Author's Note Hiya, so I'm finally going to give writing a shot. I will keep future notes short unless something important happens. If your for some reason interested in seeing what writing this has been/will be like, im writing about it in my blog.
Chapter 2View OnlineIf I Lose MyselfChapter 2Milo Collins woke up to the digital alarm blaring in his ear. His hand shot out of the thin blanket and flailed in a delirious state, hunting for the cause of the noise. Only when his ears caught the sound of silence again did he sit up and check the time. "Six AM? Ugh, geez..." As much as the twenty year old wanted to go back to sleep Milo knew he wouldn't wake up till sometime in the afternoon if he did, so staying awake it was. As the blond haired zombie walked out of his clean room (well...as clean as it could be, considering there was mold permanently ingrained in the walls) to brush his teeth, he thought about what he would do with the day. "Let's see...Today is my only day off this week, I think I'll see what sis wants to do. It's been a while since we just relaxed and spent the day together." Milo thought to himself. "Maybe I could get some guitar practice done too...then again why waste time on it when I'm never gonna have the chance to use it?" Milo hadn't touched the guitar in two years at least. Ever since his mom and dad died he'd hardly had the time. He still only remembered bits and pieces of that day, even three years later it was hard to get a grip on anything regarding it. A face in the night, looking over the seat, smiling at him... The sound of tires screeching...or was it someone screaming? A flash, followed quickly by a bang... Then nothing... In all honesty Milo got off easy. Yes he cried and grieved just as any other kid would, but Belle was only twelve at the time. Milo had to be strong for her, even more so after the deal with Mark. He tried his best but he wasn't the greatest at being a parent. For the most part however time had stitched the wound and they had moved on. By the time Milo was done with his morning routine only fifteen minutes had passed. "Well, I'm not getting back to sleep...might as well go job hunting." Milo thought. So he threw on his old almost-too-small-for-him suit and walked out the door. ________________________________________________________________________________________ Two hours later... ________________________________________________________________________________________ "Well that was a bust...again...well, Bellybutton's probably up by now. Let's see what she's made today." Milo thought as he closed the door to the apartment, shoving a little when it refused to close all the way. Belle had learned to cook pretty quick when it became apparent that she would be left alone for long stretches of time. It wasn't long before she got very good at it, by now she could make anything from spaghetti to fried squash. She had even expressed interest in selling baked goods once or twice. Milo had just arrived in the dusty kitchen and he could already smell something awesome. Belle heard him come in and briefly turned from the skillet and waved. "Hey bro." "Hey sis, whatcha making?" Milo grabbed a half gallon milk jug from the worn and beaten fridge. It had taken a lot of work to fix it, but it was better than not having one at all. "Just some egghash today, it's pretty close to done." Belle grabbed some eggs from the counter and cracked them over the hashbrowns, bacon, and veggies in the skillet. After that she sprinkled a layer of cheese on top and set it in the stove. "So we have about ten-twenty minutes till the foods ready, what's on the agenda today?" She leaned on the counter and swiped stray bits of food off her oversized T-shirt. "Actually I was thinking you should pick today. Since it's my only day off for the next week or so I was hoping to spend it just hanging out." Milo sat down at the table with his arms crossed over it. Belle was obviously not impressed with his work schedule. "Ugh, do you really have to work all week long? I mean it's not like someone else couldn't pour concrete for a while." "sigh, if I did that they'd just tell me not to come back and I'd be out of a job. We've only had this place for six months, I'd rather not go back to living on the streets." Milo shrugged. "Yea..." Belle looked down at the fake tile floor, drawing shapes with her toe. "For what it's worth I'm sorry Belle. If I had another option I'd take it but I don't have the credentials or the time to get them. I'm doing everything I can to make this work, I promise." "I know you are...it's just...it gets lonely here you know? No one at school talks to me and...I wouldn't know what to say to them anyways." The stove timer pinged and Belle turned around to check on the food. "It's alright, I get it. I'll see about getting some time off." Milo knew that the chances of that happening were slim at best, but he had to say something. He hated seeing her like this and it was already happening far too often. "So, what was it you wanted to do today? I'm good with just about anything so long as it's not work." Milo steered the conversation back to its original topic. "How about we watch some TV? The cable company just sent a letter saying that everything went through. How bout we test it out?" "Sure" ________________________________________________________________________________________ Starlight was absolutely livid. No, more than livid. She was absolutely boiling! "How could they? How could they all just throw away everything I worked to achieve for almost a decade!" Starlight was stomping through a cold, dark cave. Alone with nothing except her thoughts. Thoughts that couldn't focus on anything but her failure. A failure that stung more than anything she had ever felt before...well...almost anything. "Sunburst would have known what to do...heh, look at me now. If he could see where I am he wouldn't want anything to do with me...I'm nothing but a failure." And it was all because of those six mares who decided that she couldn't have something amazing, something revolutionary among pony kind! A place where you're cutie mark didn't matter. A place that upheld equality above all else! It had been truly beautiful while it lasted...and somehow she would get that back, no matter what it took! And now she had a chance. Starlight held up a scroll with strange looking in hieroglyphics in front of the cave walls. On said walls were the exact same hieroglyphics, right down to the pictures of a certain bipedal being. In fact that was what Starlight was counting on... ________________________________________________________________________________________ "Hahaha! So then the guy said-" Click. "Oh Josh...I've always known you'd-" Click. "Tomorrows weather will be very cloudy with a slight chance of meat-" Click. "Ugh, figures there isn't anything good on." Belle groaned. Both Belle and Milo were settling in on their couch. Complete with blankets, breakfast, and two tall glasses of milk. The only thing left was to find something to watch. Only they found that most of the channels they used to watch as kids were nowhere to be seen. Milo didn't mind too much though. He was just glad to get a break from the construction yard for a day. "Alright, so today the ingredients you have to work with are..." Belle's eyes shined a little when she heard her favorite show come on. "Alright! Now that's what I'm talking about!" BANG! Without warning both Milo and Belle were violently thrown back, the couch flipped over and threw globs of food all over the room. Milo landed on his left shoulder and his head hit the carpet hard. The somewhat lean man was completely stunned. He couldn't focus on anything around him, everything was just one big smear in his vision, and on top of that his ears wouldn't stop ringing. "Did...did the TV just...EXPLODE?!" The disoriented Milo thought to himself. As he stumbled to his feet Milo vaguely realized that he was in quite a bit of pain around his shoulder. But it felt...numbed somehow. After another moment his vision began to clear enough to see the cause of his pain. Sitting where the TV used to be was now...a...black hole? He wasn't sure. It was essentially a ball off black that had a purple-ish glow on the edges. It didn't appear to be sucking anything into itself. Just sitting there like it hadn't nearly killed him and his sister. "Oh shoot Belle!" Milo instantly shot up, causing the still numbed pain to flair a bit. He ignored it in favor of looking his sibling over. "She...she looks ok. Face is a little bruised, hopefully she doesn't have a concussion. I should call 911-" Milo's thoughts were cut off when the not-a-black-hole began to hum, the pitch getting steadily higher. Soon little blue sparks began to light up and gather themselves in front of 'the anomaly'. Milo's eyes nearly shot out of his head when the sparks formed an actual being. "Holy crap are we actually being invaded by aliens?!" The being itself was an off shade of...pink? With flowing purple hair and bits of light blue that reminded him of toothpaste for some reason. Her eyes were a similar color to the light blue in her hair, maybe a bit darker. That was when things got really weird. She had honest to goodness horse ears sitting out on her head, and a tail the same color as her hair (mane? whatever, it didn't matter) hanging behind her. "Is she some sort of...horse-human hybrid or something? Aaaaand she has a unicorn horn on her head! Ok ok calm down! You won't be any good to Belle if you panic. At least say something!" Before Milo could however the being was already beside him looking over Belle. He sat there gobsmacked for another few seconds before trying to speak again, only to be cut off once again. He liked to think that the shock was causing him to process slower then normal, but he couldn't be sure. "She looks alright, but she has a concussion. I can help her but I need my magic, and for that I need to be on the other side. Can you help me carry her over to the portal?" Her ('her' judging by the voice at least) expression was hard and determined, all business. He didn't immediately get red flags, thought that didn't mean he trusted her. "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me who you are and what's going on..." Milo replied with a low, guarded tone. Then proceeded to move himself between the newcomer and his last living sibling. The strange being didn't seem to appreciate his attitude. "The longer we take the better the chances she never wakes up! Do you want that!?" "I wanna know that you won't eat us or something the second I do as you say!" It occurred to Milo that if she was a horse hybrid then the chances of her being hungry for human flesh was rather low. However he felt that he had gotten his point across well enough. He was already holding back the dozens of questions floating through his head, and he would continue to do so until he was satisfied that Belle was safe. The strange being growled for a second. Then visibility appeared to calm herself down. "Look, the excess magic from the portal opening overwhelmed her. If I don't treat her it's going to spread through her body! The effects that would have on a pony are unpredictable enough, who knows what would happen to a human!?" Milo narrowed his eyes and stared at the animal-like being, trying to figure out if she was lying or not. He'd had absolutely no time to process what was happening, his sister was currently unconscious due to...magic...and on top of that he was beginning to hear banging on the front door, shouts about the police being called. In short he was overwhelmed, and as such panicked. "Fine..." Together both he and the alien moved the unconscious teen over to the black hole. Milo kept a close eye on the pony (that's what it said right?), keeping ready to defend his sibling if he needed to. She took two purple crystals, both glowing with a blue hue. She handed one to Milo and placed the other in the unconscious Belle's hand. "What are these?" Milo asked. "You don't have a lot of magic here, all the ambient thaumic energy is being used to sustain this side of the portal. The crystals hold a magic charge strong enough to send a person through, now enough talk and hold still!" The alien snapped and closed her eyes. Milo thought he blacked out from sheer emotional overload from the sudden and dramatic entrance of an alien into his living room. Only to be told later that it was from being transported through the portal. _________________________________________________________________________________________ When Milo next awoke he found himself on the cold stone of a dark cave, with the only light coming from the entrance about thirty feet away, and a small fire beside him. Judging by the cold air nipping at him where he sat that fire was keeping a very powerful cold at bay. "Just where did that lady take us?" It was at this point that Milo remembered the short series of events leading up to then. "Belle!" Milo shouted, darting to where his sister lay on the other side of the fire. From what little he could tell she was ok. The bruising was gone at least. But his medical experience amounted to little more than splints, bandages, and painkillers. Anything more was far beyond him. "Oh, you're up." A surprised voice stated behind him. When Milo turned around he was surprised to find a small...unicorn. It appeared to be carrying a saddlebag on each side of it's barrel. It also had the same fur and main colors that the pony-alien had in his living room. "I figured you would be out for the rest of the day, most beings first experience with magic leaves them pretty worn out. You took like...mmm...about three unicorns worth going through that portal." It spoke again. It was at this point that Milo recognized the voice. "It's the alien from before!...my gosh...I think my entire world view has shattered in the span of five minutes or so. Why exactly is this happening. Have I gone insane? Am I dreaming or something? I don't think you're supposed to be able to feel pain in a dream, at least I think so. I don't know anymore..." "Hey...you ok?" The pony asked and trotted up to him. It's head slightly tilted and extremely large eyes seemly expressing concern. "...Yea...I...just have a lot of questions." Milo shook his shoulder, just noticing the bruising where he had landed on it.. The pony nodded. "I figured, to preemptively answer one or two your sibling is fine. She just needs some rest. As for where we are...well we're on my home planet, Equis. Specifically Equestria." She mumbled something after that I didn't quite catch. "Does she not like this...Equestria? Geez what kind of name is that anyway? Well whatever. I have more important things to deal with." "So...who are you? I'd rather not just keep calling you 'the pony' or 'the alien. My names Milo by the by." Milo said, trying to distract himself from the crushing confusion long enough to get it resolved. Said pony looked somewhat embarrassed, realizing she hadn't introduced herself. "Oh right! Hehe, well I'm Starlight, Starlight Glimmer. It's nice to meet you Milo." Starlight grinned and held out her hoof. Milo found himself surprised yet again. "Uh...I'm pretty sure legs aren't supposed to bend like that..." Author's Note Alright, now we really truly get to see a bit of how this is gonna go. Also I'm very much in need of an editor. I'm still very new to story writing and would love some advice.
Chapter 3View OnlineIf I Lose MyselfChapter 3"Holy crap..." Milo sat stunned after Starlight explained where exactly they were. And who could blame him? He was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that not only were aliens real. But his sister and him had been transported to a completely different planet! "So let me get this straight...you're part of a species known as ponies, which not only look nothing like the ponies of my world, but can also use freaking magic! And on top of all that there are even more sentient species that you share your world with!?" "That's the short version, yes...Also what's fricking?" A curious Starlight asked. Milo said nothing for a few moments. "...I need to sit down..." He finally spoke with a near breathless tone. Starlight let a small smirk show and nodded. "Understandable, the whole 'other worlds' thing suprised me too at first. It's actually pretty neat once you get used to it!" "Yea...sure...just give me a bit. I need to process this..." Milo said as he sat putting his face in his hands. Starlight gave yet another nod. "Sure, take all the time you need. I'm gonna...set up a fire while you do your thing...yea." With that the pink pony left Milo to his thoughts. "So...not the way I pictured my day going." Milo stared at the long stalactites on the roof of the cave. Trying to think about all the questions he'd ask Starlight (which was a lot!). He'd never been the greatest critical thinker in his youth, but he liked to think he had gotten a little better since then. It was then that Milo caught sight of Starlight doing...something with her horn. It was glowing cyan, some of the glow moving towards the ground and forming a puddle. While this happened there was a strange sound coming from the point on the ponies head. He couldn't quite explain it but it kind of sounded like something...winding up. Then without warning the pool burst into a shower of light! leaving behind... Somehow, there was now a small fire pit (complete with an open flame) where the light had once been. "How did you do that?" Milo pointed the the open flame now crackling in the pit that had been solid ground not a moment before. Starlight looked up upon hearing his question. "Hmm? Oh! It's magic, like what you saw back on your homeworld." She smiled. "Except it's not gonna explode us all into dust right?" Milo deadpanned. Starlight gave a small snort. "It wasn't like I meant to break anything..." She was about to say something but seemed to think better of it. "Still, I am really sorry about that. I only intended to find some humans." She finished. "Speaking of which. Why were you looking for humans in the first place? Your story won't mean much to the police that are probably at my house...that I'll probably have to deal with at some point..." Milo shook away the thought. "But it would give me some peace of mind at least." "Yea I wanted to talk to you about that. See, I actually need your help." Starlight grinned sheepishly...or at least Milo thought it looked sheepish, something was kinda off about it. "My help? The magic unicorn needs my help?" "Pfft please! What you've seen me do so far is nothing compared to the feats I've pulled before!" Starlight shouted. "Someones a little defensive." Milo thought before the pony continued. "Unfortunately a group of ponies managed to get their hooves on magic thats really really powerful. As much as I hate to say it, stronger then anything I can come up with." Starlight tilted her head to the side, glaring at seemingly nothing. It didn't take long for Milo to catch on to what she wanted. "Wait. I don't like where this is going..." "I was hoping to get your help in defeating them, thus saving my village." Milo didn't say anything for a moment, locking eyes with Starlight, trying to discern if she was serious. "Holy crap your actually serious... I mean don't get me wrong it's awful these peo-ponies attacked your village but...why get a human? Why not just get some of your pony villager buddies and kick em out?" "Alright first off, humans can absorb magic! Whatever they could throw at you would be useless! Just take a look at the wall behind you." Starlight pointed a hoof at the cave. There Milo saw hundreds of drawings scratched onto the surface of the cave. Most of them involving what looked like...people! Actual honest-to-goodness people! Some of them looked to be grabbing ponies by their horns, the magic glow now surrounding both characters. It was kinda disturbing actually, it looked like humans used the ponies as slaves or something! "Why not just go to whatever counts as the authorities in this world?" Starlight sighed and nearly banged her head on the cold stone floor. "They are the authorities! Princess Celestia gives them free reign to do pretty much whatever they want!" "Princess?" Milo thought. "Do these ponies live in a medieval society or something? Wait..." "Uh...are you talking like...beheadings and torture and stuff?" Milo nervously asked. Starlight looked surprised for a second...then closed her eyes and nodded. "Uhhhhh well that's not terrifying at all" A terrified Milo thought. "So...what's stopping them from coming at me with more physical weapons, assuming you use those?" He asked. "Of course, not everypony is a unicorn after all! But honestly the royal guard is a joke! They couldn't hurt a brezzie if they tried. Their incompetence is why our villiage lasted this long on it's own! The only real threats are the princess and her lackeys. But they all specialize in magic whiiiiiiich." "Which won't work on me, I get it." Milo nodded. "Right. As for the other thing." Starlight continued "The other villagers were kinda...brainwashed into helping the attackers. They kicked me out, so I don't really have anywhere else to go..." Milo could hear a change in Starlights voice the more she spoke. She sounded hurt. But it was an angry kind of hurt. If what she said was true Milo could understand that. She had lost everything she cared about. The more Milo thought about it the more he realized that she was even worse off then Milo was was when his parents died. Assuming she was telling the truth. sigh "Look Starlight. I'm sorry all that happened...but I only just met you. And as much as I wanna believe you, I know nothing about this place. I wouldn't know the first thing about how to deal with these people. I just need some time to think it over. That and I need to get home and deal with the police that are probably there now." Starlight looked down sadly and nodded. "Alright. Fair enough. Please think about it though. I'm...not sure I could do it without you..." Milo hesitated before responding. "...Sure...I'll think on it. I don't suppose you could take us home in the meantime?" He looked over at his (still unconscious) sibling. "I really hope it's nothing serious." "Sure. Just as soon as your sister wakes up." Starlight replied and turned back to the fire. Milo decided to take a look outside the cave, just to see what the outside world looked like. There was a decent chance he would never get another chance after all. He had no idea if he wanted to help her or not. Before Milo could think on it anymore he reached the mouth of the cave, holding his hand over his eyes until they acclimated to the bright light of the mid-day sun. "Woah..." Once his eyes had adjusted to the sunlight Milo found himself standing over a cliff face. He was quite lucky hights didn't affect him too much because that was a long drop! But that was nothing compared to what he saw in the distance. Looking straight ahead were rolling hills as far as the eye could see. To the west tall mountains could be seen looking over a small village of strewn about buildings. On the the side of the tallest mountain stood what looked like a grand palace. However the more Milo looked the more he realized that it wasn't just a palace. It was an entire city! On the side of a mountain! But even that was tame compared to the sight the east greeted him with. There, overlooking even the tallest mountains, was quite literally a cloud city! An actual cloud platform holding buildings that seemed to take inspiration from Greek architecture, thanks to the iconic pillars that Greece was so well known for back home. On top of that there were several minor platforms overlapping the main one. They way they all fit together it was hard to tell the layers apart. Running off the side of the main platform were many waterfalls almost remindinh him strings dangling from balloons. One of them even looked like it was made from a rainbow waterfall! Milo just assumed it was the water reflecting off the sunlight. Finally there was the evening sun hanging vigilant over him to complete the painting that was this amazing landscape! Milo already knew that he was on another world. After seeing a talking unicorn make am explosion in his living room how could he deny it? But despite that it was that moment when everything came down on him. He really was on another planet. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" Milo heard a familiar screem inside the cave. "Belle!" Without another world Milo dashed back into the darkness. Author's Note That took a long time. Honestly I have no idea what I'm doing. It's great writing practice though.
