Our Daily Life Living With Ponies.

Chapter 1

A New Discovery

"WHAT IN THE FLYING FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!?" Mark scrambled back out the kitchen, kicking the door shut.
But not before a voice was heard, speaking very quickly. "HEYWHOAREYOUNOWAITWHATAREYOUIHAVENEVERSEENYOUBEFO~"

And then the door slammed shut, Mark walking casually over to James now.

Ah yes, Mark and James.
The two unlikely heroes of this tale.
Mark, being 6 foot, 2 inches tall and 85 pounds. He had long brown hair, wildly curled, covering his eyes sometimes. He also had piercing blue eyes. And sometimes green. With a bit of yellow. They were a subtle mix of colours, seeming to change constantly.
He usually smiled, through his stubbly chin and lips. Not now though, he was frowning with the eyes of someone who has seen a ghost.
A really scary one.
He was wearing a black shirt, with a symbol on it, the Hyrulian crest, and at the bottom, the button combination for the Song of Storms. A Up Down, A Up Down. Under his shirt, a silver chain could be seen. Over his arms, and back, was a open hoodie, grey in colour, with the neck tie chewed slightly.
On his lower half were a pair of blue jeans, with a chain hanging down from his pocket, around, and then back up around his leg, to his behind. On his feet were a pair of steel capped boots, which thudded slightly as he walked towards his friend.

"The fuck is up with you, bro?" James said, laughing. "And nice voice acting"

And that was Jamie. He was 6 foot tall, and 120 pounds. Mark is skinny as all fuck, t'was all.
He had wildly spiked, black hair, with white tips, with a pair of aviation goggles resting on the top of his head.
He had soft, brown eyes, which were always half open, like he was really freaking bored, or sleepy.
He was clean shaven, and laughing slightly at Mark's facial expression.
His clothes, consisted of a white long sleeved shirt, with the Fuck Yeah meme on it. He too had a necklace, a tribal symbol, laying on his chest. He had a bandana tied around the top of his left arm, and he too had a hoodie, this one black, with a bright red stripe down the side, tied around his waist. He had a pair of black jeans on, with a decal styled to look like white paint spatters. On HIS feet, were red Converse shoes, with a Pokeball on the toes. And on his left hand, was a tiny tattoo, consistin of three dots in a triangle.

"Come on, man. What is up with you? Oh, and you sounded just like Pinkie Pie the~ AHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING. COOTIES" James was laughing as Mark picked him up, silently, and carried him over to the kitchen door.

As Mark deposited his burden in front of the door, he pointed silently at it. James, now seeming to be slightly worried, looked at the door, then back at his friend, smiling every so slightly. "Dammit Mark, if you have poisoned my drink, I'mma beat you. In the face."
He sighed, and then opened the door, turning to look into the kitchen.

"Well then."

"HEYWHOAREYOUYOULOOKDIFFERENTTOTHEOTHERONEWHATAREYOUALSOWHEREISTHEOTHERPERSONIDONTTHINKHEWASEXPECTINGMEHIII!!!"

James turned around, looked at his best friend in wonder, then laughed happily.
"GENTLEMEN. We succeeded in our spell, broke reality, and have a hyperactive pink pony in a bubble."
Waving at Mark to come forward, making room for him, he looked at the thing floating in midair.

It seemed to be a large bubble floating in the middle of the kitchen. Slightly cloudy around the edges, but still. A giant.
Freaking.
Bubble.

Cuz why not.

Anyway. Inside this bubble, was..well. A giant eye. A very large eye, almost perfectly round, with a pupil almost half the size of the eye, with a blue iris around it. Which quickly formed into a bright pink pony, with an incredibly curly tail and mane.

"OOHOOH. I'LL BE RIGHT BACK GONNA GET TWILIIIGGH~"
And with that, she vanished, leaving a Pinkie Pie shaped cloud of dust.

Mark looked at James. James looked at Mark. The sound of two palms hitting the corresponding faces rang out. And then uncontrollable laughter.

"Well, James. We have made a bubble to another dimension full of ponies. As such, I conclude that thier is only one thing to do." Mark laughed slightly, having recovered magnificently from his earlier shock.

"I agree, Mark. It is only logical." James chuckled then stepped forward, looking at the bubble, Mark right next to him.

Plot twist in 3.
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HEERE WE GO

They brought thier fingers forward, and then gasped, as said fingers slid slowly through the opening of the bubble, deeper, deeper, deeper...

"WILL YOU STOP THAT?!" James shouted, a slight blush on his cheeks. Mark blinked slightly, looking at his friend.
"Wha~?"

"Nothing nothing. Just...Nothing. ANYWAY. I conclude that this bubble...is infact a portal. Shall we?"
And without waiting for an answer, the young lad walked through the portal. Mark following him.

Cuz fuck safety.