Rain. it thunders down on the rooftops of the city, it doesn't change much other than providing a dampener on the usual hustle and bustle of a never-sleeping cesspit of delusions. it was a boring day, one where I would be alone.
As I walked the streets of the city, I took notice of all the people running from place to place.
on some occasions I would just laugh at them and say "It's only water" or "buy an umbrella" and generally be a patronizing dip-shit. but today wasn't one of those days.
sadly, much like that one band... my biometric fuck-buddy, or something like that, there was a split.
and much like the fandom of said band, I was torn in two. I couldn't bare the thought of someone walking out of my life again. and to add to the misery, I lost my job. considering it was crappy, mind-numbing office work... I couldn't really care less.
but it still happened. I plugged the headphones in and pressed play on my mp3. Hearing the only thing that could keep me sane for a while.
as I walked throughout the city and headed towards home, I took notice of all the depressed faces. as though joy had simply died. I sighed as I looked across, left and right. no vehicles were to be seen, so, Throwing caution to the wind, I crossed.
but as soon as I stepped foot on the road, a sports car zoomed past. If I had been an inch further in front...
Yeah, best not to think about that. As I walked across to my destination, I took a deep sigh once more.
it was wet, rainy days like these that i was thankful i had a roof over my head. Reaching the door to my apartment, I stopped, reaching forwards to grab the paper that was sellotaped to the door. the bold lettering boiled my blood.
I unlocked the door and simply slumped down on the sofa, carefully reading and re-reading the eviction notice. It was at that point, my mp3 died. I placed the thing on charge and began to pack my small amount of belongings into my bag.
Oh the joys of living the minimalist lifestyle. I slipped my fully charged phone into my pocket, and looked out the window.
checking my wallet, I had just enough to get out of the city. there was a knock on the door. "hello, Mr Bolton?" the landlord entered what was once my home. "in case you haven't noticed," he said with a shit eating grin "your time is up so either pay up or...." I pulled the jacket off the coat rack, and put it on, Picking up the gig-bag, the bag full of personal items and other things like chargers and a bag full of food and drink. "get out.... oh" I finally pulled the Mp3 and charger from the wall.
"see you in hell, Bill" with those final words, I took a step out of the apartment and headed off.
However, that's when things began to change. the lift was out. so I took the stairs.
each step was carefully placed due to the weight of everything. but then again...
I was clumsy.
I lost my footing and bounced down the steps whilst trying to shout "look out"
finally landing on the ground floor, I walked out of the door.
then I was struck with a blast of chilling, freezing cold air.
All I could remember was the cold. its bitter sting on my extremities.
my frost-bitten hands were shoved into my coat pockets in a feeble attempt to find warmth.
My only option was to keep moving. as the wind grew stronger, I felt a small barrier of ice forming on my legs.
I pushed on, seeking the small light in the bleak blinding whiteness of the tundra.
when I reached my destination, all went black.
I was no longer cold.
I felt fur against my cold hands, the gentle hum and the occasional, grunt of displeasure.
then the worried voice emanating from a young woman. "Trixie hopes that you wake up soon... whatever you are"
perhaps there are two of them?
I had a name, but no face. I then heard the gentle sounds of hooves hitting wood. then felt the thud of my head hitting the wood. Desperately trying to wake up from almost being a Popsicle, I feverishly shook my head. finally getting my bearings back.
"Hello?" I rasped out. "is there anyone there?" upon this phrase, the hooves got closer, then an azure coat and small smile came into my peripheral vision. "H-hello there" she looked just as frightened as I was.
I blinked for a moment before returning the smile. "um, Hi" was all i could muster.
extending an open hand, she replace fear with bewilderment. I recoiled my hand considering the situation.
"what are you?" she asked me. I looked at my hands for a moment, considering they were moderately warm finally.
"Human, hang on, your a unicorn..." I finally noticed.
she looked me up and down. "they don't have unicorns in your world?"
"nope... gather they don't have Humans on yours?"
"no, my name is Trixie"
I looked her up and down, then promptly pinched my self.
"why did you just do that?"
"fell down some stairs and walked out of a building... I kinda figured i might still be out cold from the fall"
she pointed to my bags. "if you were still out cold, those wouldn't be with you" The azure Mare was right.
I gave her a small smile in return. "so what are you doing way out here?"
"Trixie was heading towards the Crystal Kingdom, for a show Trixie.,.. I mean I was going to put on for the fillies and colts"
I raised an eyebrow. "before we travel on together, what is your name, assuming you have one"
once again, I extended my hand, this time into a fist. "the name is Robert Bolton, but you can call me Gimli, Most of my friends do"
Good start. Ill fave this story.
Potential...
I'll fave for now. I'll like or unfave with the next chapter.
hahaha! what a poor sod. delivers a one liner and then trips down the stairs! hahahaha!
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