//------------------------------// // The broadcast and chaos // Story: My OC in our world // by wolf smith //------------------------------// Chapter 5 The broadcast and chaos Sunday, my dad is gone my mom has to work and no school Monday, a life every kid wants. When I finally got out of bed, I went down to the kitchen. I stopped by Night's little room and saw he had been up, but went back to bed. I shook the poor alicorn trying to get him to wake up, finally after about ten minutes of trying to wake him he turned around in bed and looked at me with the “I'm dead” look. “Ever heard of letting a pony sleep,” Night grogally said. “I don't know if I can even stand up,” I looked at him for a second and saw what he meant. He looked really out of it, this reminded me of when my parents learned about him. “Ok then, I just wanted to know if you want something to eat or drink,” I commented. He turned back over, this is the sickest I've ever seen him, all that fighting must have really drained him. “Just a glass of something...tea would be fine,” Night said as he tried to prop himself up, but he was so weak. “Ha, just sit down and I'll keep an eye on you,” I said as I left for the fridge. I came back to Night who finally got himself to stand up, prop against the pillow. “Night, be careful you know without Discord you can't do much magic,” I said as I sat down next to him as we both took a swallow from our cups. I was so sleepy like Night, so I thought of something to do. I stood up and went to my room to grab a book. I would have gotten a radio, but the batteries were dead. I saw Night's book he brought with him and grab that. I walked back into Night's room and saw him messing with his necklace. “Still mad at me?” I asked. He looked up to me and stared back down to the necklace. “A little, but I can't fully blame you. You didn't know I would be real,” Night answered. I handed him the book, he looked at me and smiled. “You want to learn about this don't you?” He asked. “Well I don't know if you could do magic,” He point to my head. “Urg...no I want to know how to read it,” I replied. “Remember the language we write in is different,” After an hour of Night teaching me, I still couldn't read. My mom woke up and asked if me and Night have ate, we both shook our heads no. “Well do you want anything?” My mom asked as she came into the room and saw Night looking as sick as a dog. “Is he ok?” “Well after what happen yesterday at Andrew's house, he is very drained of magic,” I replied, Night shook his head in agreement. “Night, do you want anything?” I asked. I knew he felt sick, but he had to eat. “Uh....pancakes would be fine,” Night respawned. I told my mother the same thing and she was off. “Thanks!” I called. “So, Night you eat pancakes?” “It won't hurt to try now will it?” He smirked. I rolled my eyes and stood up and went to my room and grab the radio. I went to the kitchen and saw a pack of batteries and pulled out two AA. I put them in and turned on the radio. I was leaving and my mom gave my our plates and two forks. I walked back into Night's room and put down the plates and the radio. Night grab his plate with what magic he had and began to eat. I tuned the radio to a well known station, funny it was the town's own station. After a few minutes I picked up our plates and put them in the sink. I came back to Night listening to the radio, he turn back and smiled. The radio announcer was talking about how most school were closed for Christmas. “I didn't know you had a whole week off from school,” Night spoke as I took my seat. “Tell you the truth after what has been happening, I forgot,” I chuckled. The next thing I heard shocked me. “And in the news, Caelan Smith, best known for being a big PC gamer and one of few trying to make it through Southern Wayne High School is now known for beating up three Juniors. The kid was reported going behind the diesel shop when the three boys started to beat him up,” The announcer stopped. “Ha, I can't believe this is what is so important,” I laugh, Night joined in. I called my mom and she came and start to listening with me and Night. “The report is to be fully true, anyways A blast of “magic” launched the boys and left Caelan almost as fast as they came,” He stopped and chuckled do to the “magic” that happen, he started again soon after. “The major thing confusing people is this one picture post on our website. If you go look at our site, Granthamradio.com.” “Mom go check that, I have a bad feeling about this,” I said, she stood up and went to my computer, which was on, I never turn that thing off. She pulled it up and turn around in the chair. “Caelan, we got a problem,” I stood up and walked into my room. “Caelan, remember when I picked up both you and Night?” “What happ....en,” My voice lowered. The announcer came back on. “Good everyone is on, We see young Caelan holding up what looks to be a “pony”,” He stopped. “Night, we got a problem, a big problem!” I yelled to him, he was still listening to the radio. “Yea I know,” He called back. The announcer started again, but with someone new. “Right now I have the guy that took the picture, Tell me what was your first reaction,” He asked the person. “Well as we know, this creature is an “alicorn” or a winged unicorn. By my guess this is a brony fanfic gone wrong,” He stated, I ran back into Night's room. Right as soon as I got in he spoke. “Ok, why does that sound like me, but darker,” Night asked. I shrugged, I didn't even know. “Tell us do you think Caelan will be going to some “base” to be “talked” to,” The other guy said. “I hope... I mean it would be nice to see how people would react,” The other one said. “By the way what is your name?” The host asked. “I go by many names, but you can call me Randell,” Randell said. “Who the freak is this “Randell” guy,” My mom said still listening to the radio. “I don't know, but just give a few days and people will call this a hoax,” Night said from his room. After all of this my mom went and called in sick, she didn't want to leave me and Night and something happens. Me and Night went our all day thinking about all of this. We listen to the radio all day, hearing new and new “News flashes” about this new problem. Of course many bronies hopped right on it and tried to find my house. They failed thank god. Later that night my dad came home to eat and take a shower, he was a trucker and he would come home on the weekends, but he was close to the house and came over. My dad came into my room where I was sitting watching T.V. Surprisingly there was no news station talking about this, my dad knock on the door and came in. He sat down next to me, I think he heard everything on the radio. “How is Night taking things?” My dad started, I was confused because I didn't tell him anything. “You know with the whole he's from a book,” “How did you know?” I asked. I looked back to the T.V when I said that. It was about five o'clock and the news started to play. My dad looked up with me and what we saw would really get Night, Andrew, Seth, and me thinking about this “Randell” guy. Everyone in my house went to the living room and took a seat in a chair or on the floor. I stopped by Night's room and saw the door was closed, I would have let him sleep, but this was really important. I slowly opened the door and spoke to the sleeping alicorn. “Night, wake up we need to talk about things,” Night slowly woke up, He stood up and walked out. “Feeling better?” I asked. “Or do you have things on your mind?” “Yes I'm feeling a lot better, I feel like all my magic is back and a few thing are flying around in my head,” Night said as we walked into the living room. After everyone took a seat my dad turned back to the news channel. The first thing to come out of that T.V shocked my dad, but not the rest of us. I news reporter started. “Hello and thanks for joining us tonight,” He paused and turned to the other reporter, he spoke. “The big thing in today's news would be this one radio broadcast and a picture posted on their website,” He stopped and the camera changed to a green screen and they showed the picture. “Ah fuck,” Night stated, both of my parent we just staring at the screen. “Right before us is this young boy name Caelan Smith which was seen beating up three high school teens, The boys told the local radio station that they were defeated by a “magic blast,” The news report said. “Sadly the boy that took the picture is now in jail for fraud, many people say the photo was photoshopped,” “Ha! Shows him right,” Night yelled making everyone jump. Both of my parents looked down at Night and realized how “big” he was. “Caelan, how big is Night?” My dad asked. My father was never really home, only on Fridays and Saturdays. “Well when I was writing him I pictured him at about five feet tall,” I said. Night cringed at this, I think he's still mad about knowing he's from a book. “Night come on at least you're almost as tall as me,” “Yea *sigh* you're right, just the thought of my life not even being real and the fact I shouldn't be alive is really getting at me,” Night replied. “Poor Night, so “young” and so many problems,” My mom commented. “How old is he again?” “Oh about 1,000 years old,” I said. Night shook his head yes and the news came back on. “Right now we have the three boys who were “blasted” by “magic”,” The reported said. “So tell us what happen,” “Well we tried to “beat up” young Caelan, which we are sorry for. Well we saw him heading for the diesel shop and we stopped him. Next thing we know we heard a voice,” He was stopped by the reporter. “Tell us what was the voice,” The report said turning to the camera. “Well that's hard to say, but where it came from is beyond us,” The “leader” of the group said. “We started and a voice called out “What do you think you are doing” it said. One of my boys asked who's there and it replied “Oh lets just say the son of chaos”.” “Well thank you for your time and maybe Caelan will forgive you,” The reporter said. “Well tell us what you think people at home, is this real or fake?” He asked. “Tell us what you think by calling this number,” “Oh dear, more people probably bronies,” I thought. After all that the radio station came back on with some phone calls from people. The first one would really get me thinking about Night and his problems. The announcer came on and put the call through. “So tell us what do you think?” “Well believe it or not, but I think all of this is real. Caelan had written a story around the pony in the picture. His name is Night Wolfe and he’s the son of Discord, the god of chaos. He killed his own mother and when he finds out he's from a book Caelan won't have a good day,” The guy started, it sounded like Randell from earlier. “I may not be the person of reason, but believe me that picture is real,” “That is all for today and tune in tomorrow for more on this, goodnight to all,” The announcer finished. My dad turned off the T.V and turned to me. “Son tell us what's going on,” My dad said. “Oh dear, might be easier if I get Andrew over, trust me. I'll call him over when I can, something is going on between his and my life something you guys won't understand if I told you, let me just get a hold of Andrew and we'll explain,” I said. Night left for his room probably due to his problems. I followed close behind, after today something just ain't right. I followed Night into his room and closed the door. “We are doomed,” Night said as he laid back down in his bed. “Tell me about it, still who is this Randell guy?” I asked. Night shrugged his shoulders and turned over. “I don't know, but yea who is this guy. He seems to know everything about me and you,” Night said as he turned back over and faced me. “Tomorrow we need to talk with Andrew and see if he heard any of this,” “I think he has, but if you're not feeling well then I'll bring him over and we can talk then,” I said as I left Night to get some rest. When I got into my room I saw that my steam was opened and about a thousand messages later I had a clean screen. I was going to look up some stuff about how Night and Seth could still be here after the deleting of the stories. After an hour of searching things I found something that caught my eye. I skimmed over the page and read a few paragraphs. Finally it all made scent, Night and Seth still have ties with us. If we still have them in our minds, then they could still be here alive, but if we die or forget they're gone forever. I printed out the page to show to Andrew, but first I had to see if Night was awake to show him. I opened Night's door and saw he was still awake listening to different newscast about this. I walked over and turned it off and handed him the sheets of paper. He pick them up with his magic and started to read. “Thank god he could read our writing” I said to myself. “Caelan, all I have to say is, don't forget about me,” Night joked, but had that hint of “really don't”. “Trust me I won't forget my first best friend,” I commented. “Night, tell me something....Do you like me as a friend?” “Why wouldn't I, you have helped me make it through this world. I don't care I'm from a book, just as longs I have someone to help me is all,” Night replied and looked at me. “At first yes I was mad that I'm not “real”, but I know see that anything can be real,” “Yea *sigh* you're right anything can be real, even an alicorn OC,” I joked. Night laughed at that, I think he has finally fully forgiven me for what I have done. I left after Night gave me back the papers. I tried to lay down and sleep, but all of what happen today really scared me and I'm sure Night was the same way. How does he know all of this, why does he sound like Night, and why must it be now? All of this going through my head. “Just don't forget any of this,” I said to myself. Both of my parents came into my room and grabbed a chair from my closet. “Caelan, we really need to talk,” My mom said as she unfolded her chair and took her seat. “What is there to talk about? The whole town now knows about me and Night. Bronies will be knocking at my door very soon, what is there to talk about,” I said as I laid down and turned over in my bed away from my parents. “Why did you write Night, you never told me or your father,” My mom said. My mom was right I never told them why I wrote Night. “*sigh* I wrote Night to get away from life, I wrote him in my image of my thought of the god of chaos if I was his son. Night is sorta a image of me, that why that mark on him is the Lambda symbol, I could care less for anyone right now. Plus I play way too much Half-Life,” I chuckled. “Mom you know I started writing about this after grandma's death, but he just fills that emptiness that nothing other than him could fill.” “You do know that Night will be not be able to stay for ever, he's going have to go back home soon,” My mom stated. “That's the main problem is that me and Andrew are having that problem, can they get back home and this Randell guy, Night can't get home. He has no magic due to not being with Discord,” I replied. “Well thanks for making me look strong,” Night entered and took a seat on the bed with me still laying down tuned away. “You know Caelan, you're not to bad as a creator. Your also a very good friend any alicorn could as for,” “Night, how long do you'll think you will stay?” My dad asked. “Well like Caelan was saying, I probably won't be able to go home. I hope Discord isn't going to miss me,” Night replied. Both my parent shook their heads and left, I had a really bad feeling that they like the whole alicorn living for ever in this house. “Night, I know today a lot happen today, just go back to sleep. Tomorrow I'll get Andrew over and we'll have to explain things to my parents and I need to show him the paper I showed you,” I said as Night jumped down. “Well *sigh*, good night. Maybe Discord is doing ok without me there,” Night said as he left. “Maybe Night is right, so young so much to learn, Still I wonder what Discord is doing with Night, if he's still alive,” I said as I turned off my light and feel asleep. The next day would be a big shock to everyone that knew this. The next day my parents woke me up and told me to get dress and come down to the dining room. As I starting to the dining room I stopped by Night's room and saw he was already up, I also checked the time and saw it was about eight. I stepped in the dining room and saw Andrew, my parents, Night, Seth and Discord. “Is that....Discord?” I stuttered. “That's the freaking god of chaos in my house with his son. One second as I pass out,” I passed out, it all hit me a little too fast. Discord, my favorite villain is in my house with Night at his side, a dream come true. I could tell that's the Discord from my story, by the way he kept hugging Night as I walked in, but how is he here with the story being deleted? I woke up in a chair with both of my parents looking at me, Andrew, Night,and Discord talking. Seth was in the living room asleep. I stood up and walk over to where the sink was and I start to wash my face. I turn around and still saw Discord, surprisingly they haven’t seen me yet. I walk over to the table and I step on a bone Seth had brought and I yelp in pain. “AWWWW! Freak, I need to start wearing shoes more often,” I look up and saw now, Night, Andrew, and Discord looking at me. Seth got up and came into the room to and took a seat beside Andrew. “Ah look who’s back from pass out street,” Night said before walking over to Discord. “Caelan, I think you know who this is, am I right,” “Discord, god of chaos and your father,” I said as I took a seat next to where Night was. “Does he know that he not ‘real’” “Yes he does, we just got done telling him that,” Andrew said. “So, you did hear the news yesterday, right?” “Yea, we got big trouble. Wait, yesterday around that time Night got most of his power back. So you mean to tell me around that time Discord got teleported to your house,” I said before getting back up and headed for the cabinet and grab a cup. “Anyone or pony want one?’ Everyone shook their heads yes, so I grab six cups and bowl for Seth. I filled them and handed them to the rightful person. “So what are we going to do with this Randell kid?” Andrew asked as he took a sip from his cup. “And I don’t know if this is good or bad news, but remember how the stories are deleted? Well I did some research about all this and well....” “Come on tell us,” I said. Andrew looked down and finished. “They won’t be able to get back home,” He looked back up and saw my mom and dad wided eye. “I’m sorry guys, but all the magic in the world can’t get them back. We better be happy we still have our OCs,” The room was quiet, everyone was looking at each other. Night and Seth took and long look at me and Andrew. My mom finally broke the silence. “So you mean to tell me I now have to live with the god of chaos and his son, not to even get into your pet Andrew, but how will we live?” “We will live a normal life, well as normal as we can, but it won’t be that hard, right?” Night said as he looked over to Discord. “Right Discord this is Caelan or Wolf, our creator,” ‘Please, I didn’t make Discord, that my version of him. I don’t want a copyright notice on my front door anytime soon’ I said to myself as Discord got up and walked over to me. “So you made me and my son?” Discord asked as he spawned a seat. Both of my parents jumped at this. “HOW,WHAT, how did he do that!?” My dad said. “My father is the god of everything chaotic, hell he is chaos,” Night said as he looked down in his cup and saw he drunk it all. “Something just hit me, Seth don’t you hate Discord?” I said as I gestured over to the chimera. “Well yes, but remember how I hated Night till I learned he’s from a different world, well yesterday when Discord got teleported into our house I jumped right into action, but then he said ‘have you seen my son?’. I stopped and Andrew reminded me that this is a different Discord, so that’s why I’m not killing him,” Seth said as he turned to my parents. “By the way I’m not a PET! I’m Seth Eclipse,” “That wolf just spoke,” My mom said pointing at the OC. “Uh yea Mrs. Smith, Seth is my OC,” Andrew said as my dad got up and left for the living room. “Let's all head in here, all of this is too fast for me,” My dad said as he took a seat in his favorite chair. “OK then, So how was last night with Discord,” I asked Andrew. “Fun, he didn’t cause much chaos cause of Seth and other problems,” Andrew replied. As we entered the living room my dad turned on the T.V. We all took a seat, the two OCs sat on the ground and Discord spawned a seat big enough to fit him and somepony other than him. We all looked at the T.V, on it was the news and like yesterday they were talking about me and Night. “Wait, you mean to tell me that you’ve been bringing Night to school?!” Andrew said turning to me and Night. As I was fixing to answer there was a knock at the door. “Hello, Andrew are you there?” The voice called. “Ah fuck it’s my dad,” Andrew said as he looked terrified.