> My Little Bat-Pony > by Moniker > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Package > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Quick note: This idea is as you may guess is mine but also from My Little Dashie from inspiration. That you ROBCakran53. My life chips away like an icepick grinding at a thick sheet of ice. I do have my life going in on bleak direction. The neighborhood isn't all too right. Sure, it used to be a quiet little town when I was younger, now not so much. I hold a normal day to day life. I get up, I get dressed, I eat breakfast, I walk to work, I work, I walk home to an empty house, and I collapse onto the bed; basically a rinse and repeat life style. My parents went to live somewhere else. I chose to stay believing where I was would be best for me. Now, I'm lowly rethinking that option. It's too late now however. I hate my life, a rinse and repeat life style isn't one I hoped for. Sure, sometimes something interesting happens: a friend comes over for a visit, a new employee I have to show around, I am thrown a birthday party at my work once a year. Other than that, that's basically it, nothing happens that is unnatural to me. My job isn't important; in fact, my boss said he could fire me any second if he wanted. And, he's right; he could, if I wasn't doing just well enough at my job to keep me going. I walked home - sun glimmered on my house - one thing unnatural. The sun hasn't been that bright for weeks now. I looked up there it was for the first time in the past few weeks the sun glared out of its fluffy and gray prison. I was happy. Is this a shimmer of hope? Probably not. Despite my doubt I had some kind of feeling building up that it is a sign of hope. I opened my gate the crackle of the gate was simply worse than before this time caused a small gasp as I opened it. I walked to the door to the sight of a small package. There was no sender, no information, no anything other than the FedEx logo on it. It couldn't be mine. I never ordered anything of any sort on any website. I saw no tape on it either. I grew curious of the package's contents. I picked it up I didn't shake it firstly: I'm not a child at Christmas. Secondly: I am careful if it's fragile. For all I know it could’ve been crystal vase. Okay, that may be an over the top example but you get my point. 000000000000000000000000000 I walked inside the house the doorstep package firmly held with both my hands. I set it down. I tapped my mouth wondering: what is it? I suddenly heard a small whimper emitting from the small box. I hastily opened it knowing whatever's in this package is alive. To my shock there lied a gray pony with a two colored mane and bat like wings. I was dumbfounded at the sight of a Bat-Pony. "What the heck?" I grabbed the most likely new born as it was quite tired looking. I began cradling the female Bat-Pony. Along with the tired look she was also in the pink newborn blanket that a hospital gives a newborn. I pushed the top of the pink blanket off her head. I gave her a comforting feeling by stroking her mane lightly. I saw her eyes slowly creep open and look at me. I smiled at her soon I realized I have no idea her name. I tapped my chin thinking of a name. Soon something clicked. "Hello Opal Ash." I stroked her mane softly I could tell she wasn't ready to speak in the fact she's still but a foal. The first year is going to be just watching the foal I recall Pegasi have a tendency to sort of . . . fly. I wrapped my arms around the foal willing to take care of this foal. Obviously she can't even walk so she would never make it out in the world. I cradled her soon seeing she had long since fallen asleep. I smiled as my heart nearly melted. I brought her to my bed setting her gingerly on my pillow after taking an extra pillow I walked over to my couch and slept there for the night. 'Mental note: Get Opal Ash a bed for the couch. And next to my bed too. ~~~~~~~~~ Opal Ash made a smile at me. It's been simply two months since I found her at my doorstep. Exactly two month today was her second month old birthday or whatever. It wasn't anything special being no one knows of my little secret I have not even my family. Granted, their over in another state. I kissed the forehead of Opal Ash her coat never stops tickling me. As I sat down I saw Opal wanted to get up on the couch. I bent down and picked up the foal setting her down next to me on her little bed I made for her. Opal didn't want that. Opal Ash got to her cute little hooves and lay on my lap. I brought myself back and began stroking the filly's mane trying my best to not disturb her in the slightest. I soon fell into a sleep of my own. As I woke I saw Opal off my lap and nowhere to be found. I gasped as I looked desperately around my house; trying so hard to find the ash gray Bat-Pony. The worst case scenario is she escaped and got noticed. Or, got hit by a car or something. I tried to dismay the by thought shaking my head. It had no effect. I looked left and right still figuring out where Opal is. Suddenly I felt something fall on me. Something slobbery. I looked up and saw her. Opal Ash just above me using her wings flapping them keeping her just out of my reach. "Here Opal, here girl, come to Daddy," I said gesturing my hands towards me to try to get her to accept and fall down so I can catch her. Life can be lame; she simply kept flapping her wings as she giggled like she should as a foal of her age. I was amazed with her. She was smiling as she continued to flap her wings. I smiled at her. "C'mon Opal! Get down here," I told her calmly just to get her multicolored tongue stuck at me. I frowned. This will be harder than I previously expected. Won't it? > Photograph > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's been a year since I found Opal Ash at my doorstep in a package just big enough for her. I've not stopped watching her as she grew day by day. Today is her first birthday. I walked home from work nothing out of the ordinary outside of my house, despite the bright beam of sun. I came inside of my house smiling as I saw Opal Ash curled up in a blanket. I felt my heart warm with the sight. I took a seat on a different couch, making sure not to make much noise to not startle the young Bat-Pony. With that I saw her serpent like tongue crawl out of her mouth in a long yawn. I snickered as the tongue retracted back to her mouth. "Hey honey, how is it going?" I asked as I held something behind my back. Opal Ash was a curious Bat-Pony. She tried to look behind me. I declined by moving with her. She moved left I moved left, she moved right I move right. I smiled as she finally gave up on looking for a mere moment before she lunged at me. I had little time to dodge her lung I did manage to dodge however. I stroked the filly as her face was in between the two cushions. I looked at her and saw nothing much happen. Glad she knows not to go outside of the house and stay in plain sight. I snickered at the stuck filly squirming, trying to get out of her soft prison. I chose to help her soon enough after watching her for a few more minutes. I pulled the cushions aside and watched her smile and nuzzle me. Snuggling on my lap. I ran my hand along the gray filly's coat. She gave me a look of pleading to see what I had behind my back. Seeing this, my heart melted and I handed her the object, it was a small plush of Opal I had paid for from a girl from some internet site. "Now there's a little you . . ." I said with a chuckle and kissed Opal's forehead. Running my hand along the bridge of her nose. As I stopped she used her bat-wings to pull my hand back on her head. It was too adorable to not just go back to pet her head. I did this repeatedly and smiled softly, she wouldn't let me go for a good two hours, and when she did she had fallen asleep cutely by my side. I was originally going to scold, but realized quickly she just wanted to see the world and I couldn't deny her wanderlust, for if I was to, she could just sneak off. I took her to a nearby park, it's empty most of the time so the idea of a person seeing Opal was slim to none, and honestly, the part of town, the location, it is perfect for a creature such as Opal to run around and play. I let her play for about an hour or two, before long she came back smiling widely and wanting to show me a trick, unable to deny the young Bat-Pony's request I leaned against a tree letting her preform her trick, it was a flop and she fell to the ground with a thud, but, she tried and that's all I've ever taught her really. Opal and I went back home and I stared at a picture of nothing, just an empty frame, I didn't know why my eyes turned watery or why I felt a flutter of sadness seeing the portrait that was simply an empty picture frame, maybe it was because I had no money to scrape together to get a camera and I couldn't simply photograph Opal, I mean, I couldn't just bring Opal to a photographer and expect him to be like: "Oh yeah, I'll photograph your Bat-Pony friend, no problem!" I don't live in a world that believes in the unbelievable. I took my time, wondering what to do, I had enough money to buy a camera and get food for Opal, and honestly I was sure I had enough food for the next week and I could stand to go without a meal or two. So I got up and rubbed her head, she purred like a kitten and rubbed her head against my hand, causing me to smile at the sight, it was too adorable and I felt bad having to leave her, but I had to. *At The Mall* Looking for a camera can be hard enough as it is, but when you want life-like realism, like you could touch the picture and the photograph will now you're looking, it can be tricky with just under seventy dollars as your budget. I was always known as someone who wanted a lot, maybe that's why I stayed in the house I live in, because I felt I could be more in the rusty house that I reside in. Besides, it's not a house - I didn't just move into it because it looked nice - it's a home. I lived in it with my other family. I stared at the cameras, no one even bothered to come see if I needed help, they just went on with their day. *Back Home* Around an hour and half later I came back with the best camera I could find and found myself losing Opal - but finding her quickly - again. I grabbed her and set her in front of a couch, sitting next to her I sit down and hugged her tight, she kept me sane, the thing is, I am not by any means sane I am quite the opposite. My life's dullness taking a toll, my arms covered in cuts I rather not explain, all before I met Opal Ash. Never do I want to see a razor blade, or the old me again. My life was great, even though it still was dull, there was a shimmer of interesting from my dearest Opal Ash I met a year ago. > I Put This Love in a Photograph > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Three years, an entire three years went by since I met Opal. She has become my life, I have spent all available time with the filly I know, and I love. Putting aside time from my job and my other things. My hobbies are hers, she puts an interest in what I like, and while she can't talk, which I could not for the life of me understand why. I still remember sitting in front of her staring at her, trying my hardest to teach her the basic words, but nothing came out of her mouth, no matter how hard she attempted to say a thing, maybe it was a thing that happened due to swapping dimensions, either way, my life hadn't had much of a shift other than a slight happiness. I hung that photograph of her and I, we looked wonderful, her cute face pressed against my chest, her smile wide enough to put a smile on my face, something no anyone can do. It put a tear in my eye. Not a tear of sadness, but a tear of glee, a tear of knowledge I didn't do nothing for my life, my life progressed from; sleep to job, to home to sleep, with a few things in between sometimes. The photograph was hung just above my wall from my bed. Making it the first thing I see in the morning. My heart ached as I realized she had grown up so fast and how much she didn't really need me, it seemed she aged at an alarming rate, what seemed like a year seemed to be more like five years to her body, making her now approximately twenty maybe younger, who knows? I just went about it as a normal day, my day dampened by the knowledge she was so old while I myself am younger than her, her wide smile never went away though, her smile I felt could brighten up even the darkest of rooms of its depression. Maybe it was just me, but I know I love her as caregiver, she was never seen to me as something I own just because it came to me in a box, but rather some I needed to care for, as if it was a human child. I was scared to be honest at the start, the ideals of me being a father to this filly was nerve-wracking to say the least, my life went from dull to happy in almost an instant. Every year I am however reminded how much she grew, she was almost to my waistline which was big since she was so small to start. But, either way I was in my living room, cake on the stand and a party-hat on, for today is none other than Opal Ash's birthday and I wanted to make it special for her, I ordered, making sure it didn't have anything harmful to her, citrus mainly, but other things too. I smiled at Opal who graciously smiled back at me, giggling softly as she drew a deep breath and exhaled it, blowing out the candles causing it to be dark in the room, quickly I turned on the lights and saw Opal already with her tongue hanging out awaiting the cake I had ordered. Smiling, I walked over and gave her a nice big slice of cake, she didn't even attempt to pick up a fork and instead dove her head down on the cake, eating it as if she was a pig, which I didn't mind since I could only imagine the kind of stuff you'd go through if you had hooves. After the cake I gave her a present, she smiled and jumped happily, despite her technical and or height age being twenty or so, her mental age seemed to be that of a three year old. Not to say I didn't like that about her, she was adorable and I loved her for it, it make me smile each time she smiled. I cleared the plates and kissed her forehead, sending her up to bed when a thought popped briefly into mind. What if Opal will be sent to Equestria, her home dimension? What if this was a cataclysmic mistake that changed the history of Equestria forever? But the thought went away as I went up to my own bed and fell asleep. My dreams were nothing truly special, I was walking a beaten path alongside Opal who was giggling the entire way through and smiling giddily as she trotted slowly down the path, the dream was nothing special, but something made it special, I didn't understand the reason for the dream, each day it seemed as through Opal was getting closer to this strange light and I was getting further, was this part of my theory? Will she be going back to Equestria? The next day I woke up to a knock on the door. I couldn't for the life of me figure out who it was and opened the door. Finding it to be none other than Princess Celestia, who stared at me for a brief second, she stood a good two to maybe four inches larger than I was, and it somewhat scared me, but she looked at me, a face of sternness, I knew what she wanted, but didn't want to believe. "I believe you have something I may want, my dear," Princess Celestia said in her sultry calm voice. "Please relinquish her to me." It was hard for me to muster the courage or voice to talk back to the Princess, but I did. "No!" I shouted and blocked her entrance to the house to avoid her from taking the filly I had raised since I found her three years ago. "I will not let you simply take her!" The Princess seemed very unhappy, and I didn't blame her in the slightest, but I didn't budge and obviously didn't want her to take my Opal Ash. Something I overlooked was her ability to teleport and she did exactly that to get passed me, but I leap on her and try and stop her, but it only stopped her for a second before it just became an annoyance, she knocked me off and looked at me. "It is for the best," she said softly and ran a hoof across my face, I instantly had watery eyes and my eyes puffy, I should have known this was to come, her being taken from me. It made me cry the idea, but I knew it was to come. I grabbed my knees looking down. "No!" I cried out, not wanting to accept it, this was the end of what made me sane, the thing that cause me to love again and not just see the world as I thought I saw it, a dark and depressing world. I grabbed the Princess' shoulders. I was desperate, not seeing I was making no difference in the Princess' actions to take away Opal. Giving off a long exaggerated sigh, the pale white Alicorn looked at me, giving me a look of anger, something you would never see in the shower. "Opal Ash - as you call her - is named Echo, she is not a simple filly you found in a box," explained the Princess as she pushed me out of the way with shocking amounts of ease. "Now please, step aside I must get Echo." She said this time smart about my moves and used a magical spell to stop me in my tracks. The Princess called down Opal who had the urge to come down, as she was in fact still a pony and bound by the Princess' rules. "What is going on?" I asked wanting answers, which the Princess gave a light-heartened sigh looking back at me she walked towards me and looked me dead in the eyes to tell me the answer. "Echo does not belong here, my child," she said softly and smiling sweetly as if she wasn't taking away the one thing I knew kept my sanity. The one thing I felt would leave me happy once again, something I was knowledgeable had a slim to none chance of happening. "I am taking her back to Equestria where she will regain the ability to speak and socialize with others of the same race." She said. It took me a moment to realize I was being selfish, but only a moment as soon as it hit me the world of Earth, was holding the filly back from speaking, and socializing having the average life of what Equestria had to offer, I was taking it away from her. I glance at the mare and tears form in the corners of my eyes, which caused Opal - or Echo - to run up to me, flapping her bat wings and hugging me tightly, as if she knew it would happen, she knew she would be leaving me all alone. A part of me wanted to grab her and enter an eternal run with Equestria's Princess, but the more rational side of my mind realized I wouldn't last a day running from the teleporting Princess. So what do I do? I hugged her tight, not letting go for a good five minutes, tears falling to the floor, even the Princess could see how much I really loved the filly, how much she had given me the ray of sunshine I came to from work every day, a silent but kind mare I watched over for around three years. We said our goodbyes and then, brightness happened, leaving me all alone with nothing more than a scorch mark on the ground where the two had previously stood. It was only a few months later and my life returned to normal, wake up, eat, work, do what I wanted, sleep repeat, sometimes going with a co-worker or two. But never staying out more than an hour. But, the change of lives had taken a toll on me, even the co-workers had seen a side of me they had never seen before, the ones who had worked here prior to the three year happiness period saw a drastic change in mood, even in my standards. I was disappointed, depressed, angry, all directed to a should-be fictional Princess for taking away my ray of sunshine. I got home and wrote down a letter a single tear falling from my eye, hitting the paper, staring at the single picture I had of Opal or . . . sorry, Echo, and just like that I snapped; I stood on a stool, put a rope around my neck, and . . . well . . . you know the rest . . . But, I never knew what was coming soon . . . as I woke to find myself in a bright, new land. THE END > Coming One Day :) *Update* > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Yup, I felt bad that the last chapter had such a bad ending. So, here it is, the possible revival of the series.