There is a ton of things that shouldn’t be happening right now…
I shouldn't have passed out.
I shouldn’t be bleeding from the back of the head right now.
That guy’s knee shouldn’t have come down on my head.
I shouldn’t have been sitting down in the middle of a jumper.
We shouldn’t have been in that gym in the church messing with said jumper.
We shouldn’t have gone downstairs without supervision.
Well now I am just backtracking… I should stop that.
Anyway… I’ve just been here thinking to myself for an indefinite amount of time. It’s boring to say the least. It’s pretty spacey in here. The feeling is like I’m floating. It feels great and terrible. Like eating a little too much, on one hand it feels good to be full, but it also feels like if someone touches you you’re going to vomit.
Now that you have a grasp on how I’m feeling, well physically not emotionally, I should tell you I also have no concept of time. So I have no idea how long I’ve been like this. Could be anywhere from a couple of seconds to a couple of days, months or even years. That concept scares me.
Well finally there is a change… albeit an unwelcome one. Oh right I’m trying to narrate for no apparent reason, well why go against the grain am I right? The feeling is like I’m being pulled quite hard, what’s the term again… oh yeah G-Force. Well it's better than no feeling am I right?
Well I no longer feel the pulling feeling so I assume I have stopped. Deductive reasoning at its best right there am I right?
“Hello? Are you okay?” A soft yet familiar voice asks.
I manage to groan. Good job Jamie that will really help right now. Why am I criticizing myself? Seems weird, oh well let’s focus on that at a later date. Right now I should be busy trying to wake up.
First things first, time to see how bad the head wound is.
I wince at the touch of it. It's about the size of the gap if you touch the tip of your thumb and index finger together. The wound seems to be pretty fresh so that means I haven’t been passed out for that long. That’s a good revelation. Now I know it’s been at the most a day or two.
Feel my surroundings is next on my internal checklist.
Feels like I’m backed up against a tree. But I was inside and there are no trees anywhere near the church. That’s quite weird. Well time to try see where I am.
As I start to open my eyes my senses are overloaded and my eyes close tightly on the fact my body feels overwhelmed. I feel a slight breeze, I smell roses, I taste what is that? It kinda tastes like there are no chemical emissions. The air tastes fresh.
Okay it’s time to open my eyes, this time more slowly. As my eyes ease open I see a shadow that looks different. As my eyes adjust to the light I start seeing colors again first the green grass and blue sky… that weird it almost looks cartoony. Then I see the butterflies in the distance. Yep the butterflies are definitely cartoony. Finally I see a yellow and pink object in front of me.
My eyes are wide open now. In front of me is Fluttershy! I do the smartest option of my choices start running. And then I hit my head on a tree branch. Why does the universe seem to knock me out at any chance it can get lately?
Now I’m back to the spacey floating place.
That’s its name from now on Spacey Floating Place.
When will the universe leave me alone?
Author's Note
Tell me anything you can think of to help me improve i can take criticism as long as there is proof and a way to improve.
Talking with myself, and Waking up
So with me unconscious once again I think of what to do when I wake up. My head says to kill anyone I see but I won’t do that. I’m not violent so why does my head tell me to do so? Am I a schizophrenic? Again there is a time and a place for that, Therapy is one place. So is jail.
I’m just going to go for the shy and scared approach. What do you think of my approach schizophrenic me?
Just call me Demented Deceit.
Okay then what do you think of my plan Double D.
Really… you just said that… you know what call me Dement. Short, simple and keeps my pride intact.
Okay Dement what do you think of my plan
Well I still say attack them.
We aren’t going to do that unless they attack us first , and then we will still only defend ourselves.
How boring of us. Fine your approach is sure to be entertaining at the very least.
Now about talking, should I talk from the beginning or should I unveil my ability to talk when Twilight and I are alone?
Do the latter it will be funnier.
Exactly, this is going to be fun.
…
Now what do we do?
Hmm… idea
What?
99 bottles of vodka.
99 bottles of glee.
“I think it’s waking up.” Said Fluttershy’s voice sounding like it was reverberating in a tunnel.
Damn can’t we finish one thought before-
I open my eyes and see I’m in Fluttershy’s cottage. What am I doing here and how did she manage to get me here? Oh well at least I’m not bleeding anymore there is a wrap of gauze around my head. I turn my head to the side and see Fluttershy looking at me.
It is Time for plan Screw with Everypony to commence post immediately.
I jump out of the bed I was put in and run to a corner looking outward with a fearful look in my eye. Perfect!
Fluttershy looks sad that I would be scared of her so I act like I was startled and start making my as slowly and tentatively as possible. I sit on the bed in front of her and look questioningly at her.
She gives me a happy look and asks “are you okay? That was a terrible blow to the head.”
I respond with a “yeah I’m okay, how about yourself.” SCREW THE PLAN. #REBEL4LIFE
Fluttershy has a quizzical look on her face now. “You can talk?” she asks with the voice to match the look.
“Yeah I can talk, I was messing with you to see how you would react.” I say with a smirk.
“So I’m Jamie what’s your name?” just act like you know nothing about them. They must not know of their existence in our world.
“I’m Fluttershy, nice to meet you.” She says as we exchange a hoofbump.
“Get rested up because tomorrow we are going to meet my friends, if you dont mind that is” she says as she walks out the door.
I’m hungry… oh well I’ll go to bed anyway.
Author's Note
Tell me anything you can think of to help me improve i can take criticism as long as there is proof and a way to improve.
