//------------------------------// // Chapter 42: I LIVE! // Story: How Did I Get Here? // by k12314 //------------------------------// CHAPTER 42 I woke up in a familiar bed, in a familiar cottage. "Ohhh... Hey, Shy." I looked over, and saw not only Fluttershy, but Twilight as well. "Oh... Hey Twi." I decided to start using her nickname. "Kyle..." Fluttershy rubbed her eyes, then smiled. "You're really awake! You're OK!" "I can't believe it..." Twilight stared at me intently. "You're alive..." "Why wouldn't I be?" "Well... I used a spell to check what the damage was after you changed back... And it was really bad. Your spine was damaged in four different areas... You should be dead." "But... I could stand up... Wouldn't my back being damaged paralyze me?" "You must've gotten really lucky. I used my magic to repair the damage... And I set it back straight. It was all crooked." "Yeah. That's what was causing my back pains. Thank you SO MUCH." I stood up. "Oh... You should rest Kyle... I mean... If that's OK..." "Nah, I'll be alright." I walked downstairs, when I saw a streak of cyan fly at me. Dashie grabbed me, and hugged me tight. She was crying her eyes out. "K-Kyle... I-I t-thought y-you weren't g-g-gonna w-wake up..." I hugged her back, holding on like my life depended on it. I didn't want to let go. "It's alright, love. I'm here... I won't leave you... I would never do that to you..." She just kept crying. I looked around, and noticed everypony else here as well. Pinkie, AJ, Rarity, Zeph, Spitfire, and... Luna? Woah. "It's good to see that you are OK." Luna had apparently been really worried. As was everypony else. "Well shoot, Ah'm glad that Yer' alright. I 'xpected th' worst..." "Don't scare us like that you meanie-weenie-bo-beanie!" "Oh my... You look absolutely horrible. Your back is completely red..." How did Rarity... Oh, I didn't have my shirt on. "Dude... Are you alright?" Zeph looked at me, genuine worry in his eyes. "Sheesh, kid. You had me and Zephy scared to death..." "Sorry, Spits." I smirked at the idea. Zeph got an evil grin on his face. "Spits... I like that." "Zephy, don't get any ideas..." "What was that, Spits?" "Yeah. They'll make a wonderful family." "Alright then... Now that I'm not dead, what say we all go hang out somewhere?" "All of us?" Zeph looked at me quizzically. "Yeah. Any ideas?" Pinkie tackled me. "How about your house? We could have a 'Glad you're OK' party!" "That sounds like a great idea. Everypony! To my house! Onwards and upwards, Allon-" "Wait... Kyle...?" "Yeah Shy?" "Your shirt..." "Oh." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ We all walked into my house... Which had streamers, balloons, snacks... "Pinkie, how do you do it?" "Oh, that's my secret, Kyle." "Wait, what? How did you..." "My secret!" "OOO...Kay..." Vinyl was at a setup rigged in my living room. "Oh how the turntables have spun, eh kid?" "Yeah, yeah... You're DJing at a party for me... Don't let it get to your head, Vinyl." Octavia stepped out of the crowd of ponies who were already here, and leaned on Vinyl. "Oh Vinyl... When will this business be done so we can spend some time together?" "Soon, Cello-girl." "I'll just leave you two to it, then." I walked away, not wanting to intrude anymore. Dashie approached me from in the crowd. She motions for me to come to her. "Hey, Dashie. What's up?" "I just wanted to say again... I'm really glad you're OK... I don't know what I would have done if you wouldn't have woken up." "Well, know that I'll always be there for you, Dashie. I'd ever let anything take me away from you. Not even death itself can tear me from you." I was so busy talking to her, I didn't even notice that we were ascending the stairs. "Thanks. You really are in love with me..." "Well... Yeah... I guess so..." I rubbed the back of my head. Then I realized where we were. We were standing in my bedroom. "Huh? How did we get-" I stopped, and thought for a moment. "Wait... WOAH WOAH WOAH... Alright... Calm yourself... You need to gain control of this situation..." "Dashie, I don't know..." "This is too soon... But... I do love her..." CONFOUND THESE CONFLICTING EMOTIONS ABOUT EVERYTHING! "But maybe..." She brought her muzzle to my mouth, and we both fell on the bed.