Life is dull. At least, that is what Brad thought when he lived in his universe. Every day during the summer was almost the same. He’d wake up, grab a bite to eat, and then stay locked in his room writing fanfictions about ponies. He’d do this all day on most days, but some days he had the occasional band practice to take his mind off his stories. Life was dull, until one faithful day…
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“Brad, are you upstairs?” a feminine voice yelled through the halls of the home of Brad and his family.
“No, I’m in Antarctica, where do you think I am,” Brad answered back in a sarcastic, and snarky response.
“Well, can you do the dishes since you’re not doing anything important.”
“Will you yell at me if I don’t?”
“Probably.”
Brad sighed and lifted himself up out of his bed. He was currently surrounded by empty bags of chips and bottles of water, the stuff he pretty much lived off of for an entire day. Kicking a probably dirty shirt across his room into his wall, he exited down to the kitchen to do the dishes. His mom had long gone to work by the time he was down the steps and cleaning the dishes, which was a perfect chance for him to say his ideas to himself out loud.
“I might end up making it a shipping, but I need a twist. How about Fluttershy is in love with Pinkie Pie, but Pinkie is under a spell of some sort where she can’t love another pony until she has… has… wow, where am I even going with that.” Brad sighed again. His ideas were running out. And then, it hit him.
“Why don’t I do a cross dimension fanfiction? It could have everything in it, from action and adventure, to romance and suspense. Heck, I can even throw in some slice-of-life kind of situations somewhere, maybe as an introduction.” He felt that his idea was brilliant, but he just had to figure out how he was going to piece everything together, which was the difficult part.
The dishes were now completely clean and the dish washer was running on normal settings, but Brad could not come up with anything for his fanfiction. That’s when he heard a noise.
“Hello?” Brad asked, now officially scared. The noise was something like a wooshing sound, almost like a sound he’s heard before. “Is anyone there?”
He was now freaking out because there should be nobody else in the house. His mom had gone to work and his brother and dad were in Kentucky for a weekend. Brad then heard where the noise was coming from, the bathroom.
“GOTCHA!” Brad shouted when he opened the door to the small bathroom, but he didn’t see anything besides what was normally there. He proceeded to splash his face with some water from the sink to clear his mind some. “I must be hearing things,” he said to himself as he looked up into the mirror and saw a reflection that was not his own, it instead was that of a pony with lavender hair and a purple body with a set of pegasus wings.
Brad looked at this pegasus with a questioning look. The pegasus seemed to look back at Brad with a surprised look, and then one that was more serious. “Okay,” Brad said with a frightened expression. “I am now officially freaked out.”
Then, almost as if he could sense his emotions, the purple pegasus beckoned him toward the mirror. Reluctantly, Brad moved toward the mirror and, once he got close enough, he was grabbed by the purple pegasus and pulled into an area of all darkness except for a light that shown through where Brad had entered.
Brad was speechless. He didn’t know if screaming would help in this situation or not, but he decided that it wouldn’t. After these sudden thoughts, he saw that the purple pegasus was glowing. The pegasus got brighter and brighter until everything went black. The darkness around Brad consumed his mind as well as his surroundings as he blacked out…