My little Tavi

"Well, it's getting kind of late. You should get some rest." I suggested after realizing that it was almost midnight. It was so strange. I’ve gotten used to go to bed at 2 am in the morning that I had never considered midnight to be “late” time for bed.

Octavia stretched her hooves and yawned. She seemed quite exhausted, but much more relaxed than when I first met her. I guess the sleep she got last night wasn’t enough, since she was still injured after all.

“Yeah you are right, I should probably go to bed now. Thanks for… everything, really.”

"Don't worry about it. This house is a bit too big and empty, so I really enjoy having some company once in a while."

Octavia smiled a bit, "Is that so? Well I’m glad to be not too much of a bother."

“Not at all. Oh and, you can sleep in the guest room like last night.”

“Thank you very much. Would it be all right if I take a shower?”

“Suit yourself.” I replied, and she left the table. I heard her tiny “thump thump thump” hoof steps going upstairs, and then along the hallway to the side of the bathroom.

I picked up the glasses and loaded them into the dish washer together with the dirty dishes. I turned it on and returned upstairs into my room, which was at the end of the hallway. I sat down in my chair and turned on my laptop. I haven’t used this thing for a very long time, partly because of my full time job, but also partly because there weren’t many things to do on there. I remember the days when the internet was full of wonders and joy, and I would spend hours enjoying myself in conversations and arguments with people from all over the world. But now? It is kind of a dead place. Sure the data are still there mostly, but without the people, it just wasn’t the same.

I started searching for my little pony episodes to watch. Since it’s a bit too early for bed, I figured that I should maybe try to find some information about Octavia’s world. I found a couple of links to the fourth or fifth episode, and I clicked one of them. It’s been a while since I’ve watched it and I have never gotten past the first episode, since it looked (and sounded) JUST like a cartoon show for little girls. So when I started the episode, I thought I would “learn” something about her world thru tea parties and what-not. However, it really surprised me. The storyline was actually kind of fun, and soon I found myself enjoying the show. When the episode was over, I thought to myself, “Wow, this is what I’ve been missing out on? Jesus.”

I started another episode but soon, but then a sudden question popped up in my head. Does Octavia know about this? Does she know that the life of people, or ponies rather, she know are being put on a show that airs on American television? She can’t, or she wouldn’t have formed her opinion about humanity based on the very first human she saw. In that case, how would she react to this?

I went on Google and typed Octavia’s name into the search bar. Google gave me some pictures of cars for some reason, so I added the keyword “pony” to the end of it. I hit the enter bar and suddenly Octavia was all over my screen, the same grey body, the same smooth black mane, and the same big purple eyes. All of them looked just like Octavia, obviously because they are her. These pictures must be from her world, and she looked just so… happy.

“Jerry? Are you occupied at the moment?” I almost fell out of my chair as I the sound of water running suddenly stopped and Octavia’s voice coming from the bathroom.

“No… not really, do you need something?”

“Yeah would it be all right if I borrow some shampoo?”

“Oh sure go ahead.”

And the sound of running water resumed. “whew” I said to myself as I returned to my laptop. I looked at my screen and realized that what I was doing was probably really creepy. What if Octavia finds out that I’ve been looking at picture of her secretly? I shuttered a bit. If I want to find out more maybe I should just ask her myself. I thought so as I turned off my laptop. Well, I am bored. Usually I would play some games, but I am not really in the mood for it. Maybe I should just go to bed.

The water stopped running and I heard the noise of many water droplets hitting the shower curtain. I remembered that Sam would do the same thing when you get water on him, spinning his whole body back n’ forth to get the water off him. Imaging Octavia doing the same thing, I can’t help but chuckled a bit, and that’s when I realized I haven’t smiled or laughed for a long, long while before I met Octavia, and such thought brought a slim of warmth to my heart.

I lied down on my bed and picked up a random book. I opened it up to where the bookmark was and started reading it, and then I realized that I don’t even recognize the book at all. It’s been a while and I wasn’t completely paying attention when I was reading. It was mostly just to kill time, like reading the warning labels on a windows when you are taking a really long and boring bus ride. I decided to start over from page one, since this book should be a pretty good one given that I did put in the effort to buy it from the store.

I heard the door of the bathroom opening and one little “thump”, which I imagine is the sound of Octavia’s hooves hitting the floor or the walls. After a little delay, there was another, and then another. I leaned over, and I saw Octavia standing there with a big frown on her face. She was poking the wall with her hooves, making the “thump” noise each time it made contact.

“What’s the matter?” I got up and walked towards her.

“Oh, so very sorry, but I can’t… get this thing to work.” Octavia backed off. Her cheeks were a bit red, and for some reason I feel like she was trying to avoid eye contact. I was a bit confused but I decided to not press further. I looked at the wall and finally realized that Octavia was trying to turn off the light, but the touch-sensor of didn’t react to her hooves at all, so despite her efforts the lights remained on.

I placed my finger on the touch pad and the light went off immediately. “There you go.”

“Ah, thanks so much.”

“Sorry, I guess these things are still compatible with ponies yet.”

“Haha, I suppose they weren’t expecting a hooved animal to be one of their customers.” Octavia chuckled and said.

“Well… it’s pretty late. I am going to head to bed now.” I yawned a bit and said.

“Certainly… good night, and thanks for everything that you’ve done for me.”

“You are too formal Octavia, make yourself at home. Relax a bit and just focus on getting better, all right?” I leaned over and placed my palm on top of her forehead.

Octavia closed her eyes and nodded.

“Good night Jerry.”

“Good night Octavia.”