paraplexed (beta)

At the seaside again with rain striking down at the ground with the ultra powerful gale force winds. The sea having tonnes of ripples. The rain kept striking down with the amount of uncountable droplets that impailing into the sea . The falling darts were falling into my mane and skin drenching me as my mane because dark and wet with the rain . My fringe sticking over my right eye to my mouth. My coat was flat lying towards the ground. The fog advanced forward to the rims of the shore line . I could randomly hear a sound of stirring going on with an unusual unfitting smell of some sort of cooking in the air. Followed by a slight, single, colliding, blunt and banging sound, like something was put on a surface.

The sound seemed to immediately knock me back into some state of darkness, but not like before. More felt like i had my eyes closed.I could hear the similar atmosphere of the room again. I could possibly hear more and more stirring of something as with a little swashy, wobbly sound as a smell of cooked tomato was produced from each stir . the small became more and more dense as the smell reinforced its self into my nostrills. The smell rectified the hunger gears in my stomach. I could not remember when it was the last time that i ate something , it felt like never at all. A heard a few more hoof steps move in the opposite direction of me .

I rolled onto my other side with caution trying my greatest not to alarm a folding or crunching sound and opened my eyes slowly and awkardly just being barely open as it was more like trying to squint.
From what i could interpret . There was a yellow bodied figure , it was evident that it was a pony. I could not analyse the height of the horse as my line of view had been compromised with my squinting eyes and the fact that i was aligned at a different angle in which I was lying on the bed.

Four plain skinny but rigid legs supported a small thin but roundly curved body the had a feathered wings that neatly and folded by the figure’s side . There was a pink glossy looping tail that was roped up from the back of the body like a killer wave. It jutted out a little from the body leaving a significant gap.

I could not see her face because covered by a thick waved fringe that hung down like an s down to under half way of the front of her body A spiral curve concaved at the end of her mane that just about swung back into the bottom center of her mane. It shrouded her neck and entirely the right side of the face from where i was.The horse was positioned at the coffee table where a bowl was placed. The body was as a slant with one of the front hooves tightly holding a spoon within her hoof and the other hoof holding the bowl sturdily against the panel of the table.

I gradually kept opening my eyes and looking at the figure. Mixing and mixing at the rendered a splashy sound . I could her a feint “dung” sound everytime the solution was stirred. The figure stopped and lifted the shiny steel spoon that bore my own reflection , wing the excess drops of soup to boggle and fall into the bowl as a plunging dropping noise was composed similiar to a pebble being being trown into the ocean. Three intrusive tapping noices where pierced as the resident dabbed the spoon against the upper rim of the bowl as it admitted a sharp attention grabbing.

The mare retracting her four hooves on the floor and looked into the bowl. The smell was become more disctinct as it carried a strong smell of tomatoes which smudged across the room. The smell was like a fragrance, as i was finding it difficult to manually constrain myself from my burden of hunger. The gears of food craving pedaled faster and faster my tounge danced behind my lips and my brain sprung up in dementia like a fool losing his money.

Her head rotating in the opposite direction of looking at the stairs and staircase . I could see the right back side of her smooth rounded yellow scalp with a stream of pink mane caressing itself around the far side of her neck. I maintained my two eyes on the figure . Wandering what the next move was and when it will it will be executed. I kept of watching with my eyes exfoliated, trying so desperatly not to move a muscle. A small burshing creasing, soud emerged from t the sheat of the bed , from me undesirbly . The wavy pink mane flapped from side to side like a pendulum . The figure turned her head abruptly at my position as i quickly lay on my back with my eyes closed.

The figure was most likely inspecting every inch of my body , i heard a gentle gasp of shock from the figure’s section. It was followed with another sigh of relief as is was possible that i heard a few feint words of soft silent wisper under her breath. The walked towards the stairs , i opened my eyes again with regret to see her starring down the stairs, i couldnt see the left side of h#the figures face face as one of the banisters were barricading the front side of her face. I closed my eyes again as the figure began to look towards me again. I could feel the hoof steps echoing in my direction again . this time it lasted longer. As the footsteps got more adept. The felt like they were probably in front of my bed as i felt a presence at the end frame of the bed. The hoof steps proceed to the right of me , where the window, the was probably looking out the end or looking at the time or that photograph that i could not distinguish.

Hearing the foot steps at the corner as the noise of the hoofsteps declined.
I didn’t know what to do, i was completly starved and I could barely hold my breath for too long as my body was about to gasp for oxygen. I continued lying there with my eyes closed.

I was struggling to keep calm on the bed and my body was ravenous for a breath. I finally emitted a forceful exhale that peforated the soundless room which attracted the figures attention like light to flies.

The figure expressed a frightened high pitch demoralising squeal that alerted my hearing as the resident sprinted rapidly across the room as she exclaimed statements unaudible , the figure determintly hurried to the other side of the bed, the mane waved around in disarranged ment as the long pink mane frizzed up wrecklessly .the resident shrieked in a worrying high pitch tone “ Im sorry!, I’m sorry , I’m so sorry!!!!!!!! . The figure went to the coffee table and squeezed it in between her hooves . the soup was brought over to me as it swished and swrilled like a tornado. I sslugged over to the coffee table in the bed and forced my body upwards. I utilised the back bed frame to aid me in sitting up straight .

The figure placed the soup with the spoon inbetween my bottom two hooves. as i immediatly aimed for the soup with my right hoof. Piease, i made it for you. A soft concerning tone was voiced . I snatched the spoon with my inner hoof and digged it into the creamy soup. I gluttonously retrived the spoon for the soup and rapaicously shoved the spoon into my mouth. I could taste the hunger medicine that pleasured my mouth tongue. The liquid of the soup sinked in between the miniscule cracks of my tongue gratifing it as it removes the serileness that onced ruled my mouth. The soup streamed and pourred down my throat as it construct a layer of liquified tomato soothingness that felt like a waterfall. the soup with the tiny particles of extracted tomatoes continued their way into my stomach.

I repeatedly kept jostiling the delicious soup into my mouth, as the my hunger became less and less . I did my best not to leave and residue or unwanted soup from the spoon around my mouth . There was a small amount of soup left in the bowl and i took another quantity .

After finishing that spoonful . the figure had really caught my attention, i I tossed the spoon back into plain white rounded bowl as i swallowed and exfoilating my eyes. I moved my head towards the left and folded around in the bed, I saw the skinny yellow hoves again at the bed , as i lifted my head in a gentle upward motion i could see a segment of pink mane on my right that hung just about the middle of the leg with the sprial shaped mane end that nearly curved itself back into the mane. As i kept on moving upwards with my eyes i could view more of the pink mane on my right which contained two very skinny long marks that divided the texture as they proceeded horizontaly from left to right that were well spaced from each other , this part of the mane dressed most of the body of her left side. On my right side i could see the bottom of the fringe that was slightly thinner but still retained the sprial design that concaved but arched its way into the mane a bit more. There was one crease on this side of her mane that went from right to left but it ended its trail at about a quarter of the sliky smooth bouncy mane. As i kept looking up on my right i could see the rest of her fringe that has no dents or creases at all as it was silky and lustrous. Her fringe settled upwards like a straightened sas i could the yellow underlying line of her face .On my left i followed the two denting lines that curved to her mane with the one on the lower one rolling over to the back of her mane between half way and the bottom and the longer one going behind her mane between the top and half way. I searched to either sides of the body and i saw two medium sized unyielded and feathering wings that two layers, one small layer that lay on top of the bigger layer that appeared like a bigger and more definied longer thinner three leafed clover on the right and left side In relation to the bigger layer , there were three bigger jutts but the fouth one was only a fraction of the other three . The longer layer appeared more like a soft enalarged hand with a similar design as the smaller wings but it have four divisions of feathers as opposed to there. The right and the left and right side was the same.

I eventually targeted her face. It was a round face as i could the the mouth wide open with a smallish circular hole which was dialated in shock i saw two little right angled dents that served as her nose as air was breathing heavily in and out of them a few centimetres above that there was a smudge line that marked the end of her nose. I could undeniably see her extravaganly dialated ,ovated eves that dominated about two thirds of her right and left side of her face which had a teal tinted lunar iris at the right of the right eye and left of the left eye. The top of the head was parted to the right side as it left a yellow gap in the scalp on the left side. The Maneline peaked in the middle as it convexed as either sides of the centre scalp of the main. and the four different dents were foldeed in the top of her mane with the top three tending to the back with the fouth one curving into the inner rim of the fringe.

I could see hear apparant deep black eye lashes with three on the top center and three on the bottom centre on the left eye . but on the right eye ther were hidden by the fringe.
I locked on to her eyes which where already inspecting at my face. I kept on looking at them as they were looking at me , she leaned back her head a as her mouth closed slightly. Are you okay ?, she questioned in a unworldy gentle and soothing but , concerning voice .

I Took a few seconds to reply after clearing my throath of the soup.
Yeah , i think so ..... I said e nervous as I was shook by the complete change in place , as i was unexpecting me to be lying in a room as i never thought i would encounter someone.
Her cheek line appeared in a strand of bright pink strand,
We were both looking at each other again
I Inquired “How did i get here ?”
As she moved her body and head closer to me and explained
Oh .... I was out in the forest by the lake , a little while ago , and then out of nowhere I saw you... lying against the tree, i got a fright , you looked very unwell, you we not moving and I thought you were em gone!.”
She sounded like she was quite nervous and very sincere, but it was also very calming and soothing to listen to.
“ I felt so worried that something really terrble happened, and i thought that i maybe had bumped into you by accident , I didn’t mean for this to happen to you”
"Where am I", I breathlessly Asked

Your in my bedroom , In my cottage, I just wanted to make sure that you were okay”

For an odd reason I felt a little embarrased but i was a more confused of everything , it just seemed like i was in a hallucination of my imagination , the room , her , being here. To be put into a whole new environment.

I starred into here eyes which spoke a thousand words of worry, she was beaming back into my confound eyes as we both harmonised in expiring heaving breaths .I didn’t know what to say, i really wanted to thank her , the soup was uninagably delicious , but i wasn’t sure if this was legitimate or another diveresed dream.

I felt the pain at the back of my head again as I exclaimed out a quiet “ ahhh!”

The mare admitted out a sharp shriek of panic.
I held the back of my head with my hoofs as my entire mane flowed to the front of my face.
I could feel her hoof gentle supporting my head as i leaned up to sit in the bed. I Retracted my bottom hooves that hung over the bed as they were now touching the guard.

"There" there she softly nursed . We were both out of breath gasping for oxygen violently , as my breath was pumping my long thick mane out from my face , and back into my eyes. I spun my head backwords until i could feel that my mane was back in place. glanced back into her neverending world eyes and she looked back into mine. My long wavy brown reddish fringe crawled along the right side of my face , I dug my hooves into my eyes pushing the remainder of my mane out of my eyes, i then looked towards the ceiling so it all hung back.

I turned to her face again as she sat at the bed side , tended more towards the left of the bed to give her more room.
I took a few more breaths before looking at her again, Her cheeks were engrossed with light pink circles , as her eyes lit up in teal like a candle lit display.

I memory razed across my eye , i could not see it properly as it flickered a few times , as i returned looking at the mare
“Em..... I dont remember seeing you ? Are you from ponyville ? She nervously asked

“Ponyville” ? I Returned the question ,

"Oh so you’re not from here “ .

She leaned up towards the back frame.

"Where are you from “ she said in a timid voice,

“Honestly, I can’t remember anything, All I remember is waking up here, .”

" Oh! I hope you're not badly hurt , is your head still sore"

She said really concerned.

“ A little.” “But i i’ll be alright “ I unsurely responded

I looked back down as the duvet covers , fondling with the butterfly pattern in the bed with my eyes.Just trying to think of any feint memory that might explain how i got here in the first place.

I manuvered by head towards the frames again , tracing their design. I looked down at the pine green floor . Is this real I interrogated my self , while studying the pine green floor as the grey daylight became darker as it is appeared more noticable.

I inhaled and exhaled a few silent deep breaths,before retracting my vision at the yellow mare.
I really have no idea who she is , just an entity ?, or can she be real along with the room and this house
Have we met before she timidly asked?

I Looked at her in wonder as i answered

“ Um , i really don’t think so , well , as least as far as I remember."
She looked at me with her teal eyes , very refinedly as if she was doing her best too see if she could relate my face with her memories.

I sat up and cached my eyes with my hooves again ,i rubbed iny eyes in a thorough circluar motion.
I was curious to see what she was thinking. Was she thinking the same as i was ? Wondering if this was real? How did i end up here
"Oh em....Can you rememer where you were last night" . She delicately implored.
No I can’t Sorry.

I scanned her face again , in which her house was half open ready to say something, but at the same time .
Can you em.... remember your name ? she I would just like to know i mean em if thats okay with you
I had my name in my mind as i nearly remembered what it was.
“My name is Xareth” I answered

“oh she said”

Oh.... em I’m Fluttershy she said in a really sweet creamy voice.
I looked at her again. She seemed very shy , I needed to thank her for everything that she has done even if it wasn’t what i really expected.

I Looked at her again as i quietly said,Thank you for your hospitilaty , for letting me recover in your own bed, and even the soup , i had not eaten in i dont know how long its like it was my first time even eating anything.
The pink in her cheeks became slightly more noticable as , her lumbering breath became less discenerable as a slight smile sketched up from her small black circluar worried mouth.
She replied with

“I hope that i could help you , I tried my very best to help you , i hope that you heal very soon, I was so worried , i coudn’t just leave you out in the forest like that.

I stayed starring at her as she turned her face in as her fringe boggled over her right eye again.

The Greyness that saturated the room had becoming more darker , as i began to wonder what time it was,

I looked back down as the duvet covers , fondling with the butterfly pattern in the bed with my eyes.Just trying to think of any feint memory that might explain how i got here in the first place.
I manuvered my head towards the frames again , tracing their design. I looked down at the pine green floor . Is this real I interrogated my self , while studying the pine green floor as the grey daylight became darker as it is appeared more noticable.
I inhaled and exhaled a few silent deep breaths,before retracting my vision at the yellow mare.
I really have no idea who she is , just an entity ?, or can she be real along with the room and this house?

I sat up and cached my eyes with my hooves again ,i rubbed iny eyes in a thorough circluar motion.
I was curious to see what she was thinking. Was she thinking the same as i was ?
"Can you rememer where you were last night" . She softly implored.

"No I can’t Sorry." I replied

I
I looked at her again in complete astonishment , she brushed nearer to the edge of the bed turning her head at me , and down to the floor again .
I looked back down as the duvet covers , fondling with the butterfly pattern in the bed with my eyes.Just trying to think of any feint memory that might explain how i got here in the first place.
I manuvered by head towards the frames again , tracing their design. I looked down at the pine green floor . Is this real I interrogated my self , while studying the pine green floor as the grey daylight became darker as it is appeared more noticable.

Have we met before she familiarly asked ?
I Looked at her in wonder as i answered

“ Um , i really don’t think so , well , as least as far as I remember, I
She looked at me with her teal eyes , very refinedly as if she was doing her best too see if she could relate my face with her memories.

I sat up and cached my eyes with my hooves again ,i rubbed iny eyes in a thorough circluar motion.
I was curious to see what she was thinking. Was she thinking the same as i was ?
“Can you rememer where you were last night” . She softly implored.

"No , I don’t know."

"What time is it."

Flutter shy responded with Her gentle voice

“Afternoon, she replied”

Fluttershy got off the bed and onto the floor on her four hooves and starred at the stairs again. I sat up right in the bed, i pushed the duvet over me as i collected my hooves and aimed for the floor. I was able to get my hooves on the floor. Then I sat at the side of the bed and tried landing my upper two hooves on the floor again. My head began to ache again and at the same time a flash of memory entered my mind . I let out a loud “Ahhh!!!!” as I completly lost balance of myself. I was headding face first into the floor . I felt a strong pushing force under me as i saw Fluttershy slip . I fell backwards and landed with my back on the floor . My wings were sprung out like a matress as i felt two hooves leaning on my chest and another two hooves land on my inner legs .
I saw fluttershy’s frightened teal eyes as her mane flopped all iin front of her face. I could see a bright red rush of blushness occup her cheek

Oh “sorry ! “sorry ! “sorry!” She mourned .

“No it was my fault I Should of concentrated better , my head was hurting me again and i just found it hard to keep balance.”

I stayed there in silence starring into fluttershy’s eyes for a few seconds .
I attempted to strand up again as i put my back to the boarder of the bed. Fluttershy used her front two hooves to anchor me . I eventually got up on all four hooves as shaking my head from side to side , trying to eliminate the dissiness.
I looked at flutteshy who was standing up also as she could see my dragonic wings fully raised.
I put my wings back at my side swiftly . I didn’t want to scare the timid mare after her helping me, i didn’t want her to be afraid. She looked down at the ground again and swallowed . She looked up at me again and said

“I slipped , sorry”, in her softer less loud sounding tone.

“No its not your fault , its okay, just Thank you ”, I gave in feed back. The blush in her cheeks diluted in crimson .

“I think you should stay in bed for a little while longer, you look very unwell “ I mean if that is okay with you.” She seemed to say as i was attempting to adjust my stability on the floor.”

I Nodded at her , and i Said “yeah, maybe I should” ,

I manuvered my self lethargicly to the bed as I pulled back the duvet cover and gently craweled into the bed pulling the duvet cover over me . I looked up at the wooden planks in the ceiling , until fluttershy interrupted my vision . "You’ll be okay , wont you", she concerned in apprehension. "Yes ill be okay" I said. I holstered my wings down by my side. I closed my eyes and tried not to think of the pain at the back of my head as it was supressed with the soft pillow behind my head . The darkness once again embodied my vison blocking out all of the sounds from the room .