Two friends... One a brony... one a gamer...

Hiya! my name is visorWULF, and this, I believe, is my first fanfic EVAR. Hopefully you enjoy it, please point out any grammatical spelling, or any errors in general, down in the comments, Have a nice read :)

Chapter 1: a lonely Friday, totally not gay night two platonic male friends spent sewing together a plushie

“Hey, Trent?” Anthony asked

“yeah?” I replied, not looking up from the task at hand

“Why do I have to be here to help you?”

“Because your an awesome friend, and you will help me sew my pinkie pie plushie together”

“yes but why do I have to do it, I’m not a brony! Veld is, you should have gotten him to help you!”

“But Veld isn’t my roommate is he? And I'm sure he has better things to do”

“So do I!”

“Oh, shut up and hand me the thread”

“Whatever” Anthony reached over to the table and grabbed the hot pink thread and held it in front of me

“Just a second! I haven’t finished the eyes yet!”

“Ugh. Could be playing TF2 now, instead I'm sewing together a cruddy pony” Anthony muttered under his breath

“What was that?”

“What? Oh, nothing”

I looked at him for a second, then shrugged and got back to sewing Pinkie’s eyes on

“Thread” I said, not looking up, and reaching my hand out

“What? Oh, yeah”

Anthony once again held the thread in front of me

“Thanks, bro!” I said, enthusiastically

Anthony just grunted

The next few minutes were spent in an awkward silence. I hated those, I tried to think of something witty and funny to say to break the ice, but, being the socially awkward and rash man I am I simply said:

“So how are things going with Samantha?”

“Um... Fine thanks, how are things going with... What’s your girlfriend’s name again?”

“I... Don’t have one”

“Oh, heh heh”

“It turns out Anthony made the conversation more awkward than I did. Score! Haha! Ah... Wow, I don’t have a girlfriend!

WOW! I don’t have a girlfriend!” I thought, in sudden realisation

“Um... Sorry... to touch on a sore spot there, Trent”

“Ah, It’s all good, no harm done! Heh... Heh... *sigh*”

A few minutes later I finished sewing up the last patch on the plushie

“And magic makes it ALL complete! Heh, heh”

Anthony Just sighed

“Well, that about wraps it up tonight, I'm gonna go take a shower and head off to bed”

“does that mean I don’t have to endure any more ponies tonight?!” Anthony asked, excited

“I... suppose?”

“Yes! Thankyou  Jesus! Haha!

Anthony walked off in a giddy manner, and the sound of our computer turning on could be heard from the bedroom, Anthony was a constant gamer, He almost always falls asleep at the computer, and wakes up the next day and plays fro four more hours, and then has a shower and gets changed, I don’t think he uses a bed at all, I really don’t know why we even need two beds!   Our apartment was small, but hey, it’s the best we could do, We had a bedroom, a bathroom, a living room and  kitchen, boy do I love to cook! Anthony, well...

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The shower felt nice, I really needed it, today had been... not...  as good as I was hoping. The swim class had been terrible today, one kid forgot their goggles, so they were crying because of the overly- excessive amount of bleach in the water, one kid hit their head and had to go home, and another kid refuses to learn. I’m glad I’m not a father yet. I turned the thingies (I really have no idea what they’re called) on the shower to shut off the water. I’m sure 20 minutes was a long enough shower. I stepped out and began to dry off. I felt much more relaxed. I slipped on my pyjamas, and got ready for bed. When I got the bedroom, I found Anthony still playing on our computer

“RED team! Come on! Defend the freakin’ cart! God! It’s not hard!” Anthony yelled. He was a nice person in general, but when it came to gaming, he’s rather aggressive, yeah, that’s what your Mum said last night!” he retorted, clearly having a battle of the ‘wits’ with a child, and he let out a long laugh.

“Goodnight  Anthony” I said

“uh-huh”

“Heh. Yeah” I pulled my blankets over me, and went to sleep.

I had another weird dream that my plushie came alive and spoke to me

“Trent, come closer” It would say, and I would lean closer to it

“closer” and I would lean in closer still, until our faces were about an inch away from each other’s. It would then grab me and... I

never got past that bit. I would always get a shot in the arm from Anthony as a wake up call.

When I woke up, things felt different. I was really excited, Had it finally happened? Had I been transported to the realm of Equestria to live the rest of my days as a pony? I held my arm in front of my face. No hoof. Damn it, I got out of my bed and stretched. Everything was a bit brighter than usual, why aren’t the blinds closed? My eyes opened a bit wider. WHY IS THERE NO ROOM? I was in an apple tree plantation, the only remnants of Mine and Anthony’s room was Anthony’s desk chair, and my bed. Anthony was already awake, and pacing, when he noticed I was awake, he ran over to me and grabbed

me by the shoulders

“Trent! Do you know anything about this? Some practical joke or something?”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, I know about as much as you do about this, so first of all we need to find out where we are, wait hang on, before that I need to get actual clothes. You’re lucky you fell asleep at the computer, you have clothes on, I can’t run around in a strange place dressed in pinkie pie pyjamas!

I stopped after that sentence to realise something wasn’t quite right about where we were, it seemed almost... cartoony?

“Whatever, let’s go” Anthony said

“Now who in the hay er’ you two?” came a western- sounding voice from behind us.

We turned around to see a blonde-maned, orange... horse? No, it wasn’t a horse, it was too small. It was a pony. AppleJack.

That’s all I remembered before I passed out.

Is it too short? I think it is. I tried to reach at least 1000 words. I didn't realise how hard it was going to be.

Thanks! and have fun :D