Kevin was a 34 year old recovering alcoholic from Richmond, Virginia. He had a crap apartment, crap car, and crap job. Basically his life was crap.
He was in Alcoholics Anonymous. Why it was called anonymous when the first thing you did was get up in front of everyone and tell them your name he never knew. It didn't matter though, because he had been sober for two years now.
The only good in his life came from a certain TV show for children. We all know the one. It makes us all warm and fuzzy on the inside. With kind and caring characters. That's right Sponge Bob Square Pants. That crazy yellow sponge.
On his way home from AA he got to contemplating his life. How his life was run by the drink for 18 years. He started his decent into hell his junior year in high school. He was a bright strait A student before. Now, though, he was a high school dropout.
He worked as a fry cook at a Dairy Queen downtown, and had to deal with jerks all day long. If that wasn't bad enough, the kids in his building were constantly messing with him. They would spray paint his door, or put something in his mail slot. Last week someone broke in and splashed old spoiled milk all over his place. He was sure they left a surprise for him today as well.
He pulled up to his building. His car was a little 197X who-knows-what. It was really just a conglomeration of different parts from different cars. He was kind of surprised it made it all the way to his home. It usually breaks down for some reason or another.
As he made his way up stairs he heard the couple in room 324 fighting again. He sighed as he said to himself, “I swear, if I ever come home and they're not fighting, I’m calling the cops cause one of them is dead.”
He trudged up the remaining stairs coming to his door. He was surprised to find that nothing was waiting for him. He gave a sigh of relief as he slid his key into the lock. His relief was cut short when he opened the door and a water balloon filled with honey was launched at his face covering him is sticky sweet goo.
He took several deep breaths trying to calm his raising anger. It wouldn't do him any good to lose his temper.
After calming down sufficiently, he walked in, tossed the launch mechanism out the window, and went strait to his bathroom. After quickly washing off and changing into a fresh pair of pants and shirt, he sat down at his desk and flicked on his laptop. It was the one thing he had that was actually worth anything. He clicked on his bookmarks and went to his favorite site to watch the crazy undersea adventures of the famous square and his starfish companion.
His apartment was modest to say the least. It had a Living room/bedroom, a kitchen and a bathroom. The living/bedroom had a small 15inch TV, an old broken down futon, and the desk he was currently sitting at.
With his favorite show he was able to forget his terrible day. He laughed at Sponge Bob's silly laugh, and the ridiculously greedy Mr. Crabs. He loved all the characters but Patrick was always his favorite. He even had a Patrick plushie sitting on his bed.
Kevin was laughing so hard at Sponge Bob's latest attempt to get his drivers license that he didn't hear the strange whistling coming from behind him. The sound grew until, even over his laughter, he heard it. He pressed pause on the stream an looked around.
In the center of the room he could have sworn he saw a faint purple light forming. Things started blowing around his room even though all the windows were closed. His curiosity turned to shock as a tiny purple lightning bolt struck the floor, then another, and another. The fry cook was about to run to grab his fire extinguisher, but stopped as a purple orb appeared. He gawked at the sight until it burst in a bright light.
When he was finally able to look and see what happened his jaw dropped. Standing in his living room was a pair of what looked like small horses. If they were horses they were the strangest looking horses he'd ever seen. One was purple with a dark blue mane and tail with a pink stripe running down it. What was really strange was the horn growing from it's forehead.
The other was a light blue one with a multicolored mane and tail. This one wad wings of all things sticking out from it's sides. Both had strange brands on their sides. The purple one had a bunch of stars and the blue one had a cloud with a rainbow lightning bolt.
This was by far the strangest thing Kevin had ever seen in his life. A pair of colorful ponies just appearing in his apartment was just insane. Just as he thought he was as crazy as he could get some thing even worse happened. The blue one turned to the purple one and spoke perfect English.
“What the hay, Twilight.” it said, “This isn't the Wonderbolts arena.”
The purple one turned to the other and said, “I must have miss calculated something.” it looked up at Kevin and smiled sheepishly, “I'm so sorry to intrude on you sir. We'll be leaving shortly.”
The horn growing from her head started glowing with a purple light.
The blue one looked at the human and said simply, “Later dude.”
In a flash of purple light the two vanished into thin air.
Kevin, very calmly, closed his laptop went to the door, and grabbed his keys. He looked back at the place that the weird horses stood moments before.
He sighed and said to himself opening the door, “I need a drink.” and headed out the door towards the closest bar he could find.
