I take my last breath and close my eyes.
Suddenly Its as bright outside as if someone replaced the moon with 20 suns. By instinct, I cup my hands over my eyes to stop the blinding light.
It still feels like I’m falling, but there is no wind, just the weightlessness of being in a free-fall, like someone turned off gravity.
“What is that critter? And how did it get in the sky?” Someone is talking, and with an accent, you’ve only here on cowboy TV shows.
“I don’t know Apple Jack, I hope it’s ok, it looks like somepony’s exotic pet or something with all the clothes it wearing.” another voice said in a tone that sounds like that girl who asks me if I had seen her dog (yes I did see her dog but I wasn’t going to tell her it got hit by a car)
“What are you talking about?” I said on instinct while rubbing my eyes.
“AHH!”
“WHAA!”
The two screamed as I felt the wind again but then suddenly the ground and a face full of dirt. Oof.
“Did it just talk?” the cowgirl voice asked.
“WHO ARE YOU CALLING AN IT?!” I shouted defensively as I opened my eyes to meet the rude person.
But what I saw was so unexpected I blurted out “what the fuck?”
Standing before me is an orange furry pony with a cowboy hat and blond hair in a ponytail, staring at me like I was the weird one!
I looked around for the source of the other voice and standing beside me is something strange like it just came out of a fantasy book. It’s a purple unicorn Pegasus thing with deep purple bangs with a pink streak.
“Holy shit” I mutter to myself
“Well, its got one heck of a mouth whatever it is.” the cow...pony? Yeah, cowpony. The cowpony said with a smug grin on its face.
“Hay, are you lost?” the pegicorn ask with what seems like genuine concern.
“I’m I dead?” I ask myself more than them.
“No, but if Apple Jack and I weren’t here you may have been.” she said in a grim tone.
“How in the heck did you even get up in the sky?” the cowpony ask looking up as if she would see something to explain my unexpended arrival.
“I ah... Well...” Unsure whether you should tell the ponys that you were trying to kill yourself, hell they might be angels and this is a test to get into even or the afterlife of some kind.
The orange cowpony looks at me waiting for my answer. I fell like I should be honest with her as if I lied she would know instantly.
“I... Jumped off a building.” I said no louder than a mumble as I bring my knees up to my chest, bringing me into a sudo fetal pose. She flinched a bit seeming to know my intentions but then it seems like more questions filed her mind, the pegicorn had the same look on her face but seemed like she wanted to know more. “How did you get on top of the barn? Did somepony put you up there?” she asked putting a hoof on my back I assume trying to be reassuring.
God, I just want to run away from this conversation, but I doubt I can outrun a horse winged or not.
“No- i- In away- but” the words just won’t come out, I don’t know whether it because I just don’t trust them or its because I don’t want to unload my baggage on some random talking animals.
The cowpony somehow understands my unwanting to talk more about this situations and changes the question. “What are you anyhow? Some kinda lanky hairless monkey?” I appreciate her changing the question but calling me a monkey?
“I’m a human!” I say a little offended.
“What’s your name? I’m Twilight Sparkle and this is Apple Jack.”
“Howdy!” Apple Jack adds.
This whole ordeal feels so weird, not only was I supposed to be a splat on the sidewalk but I was now conversing with Pastel coloured talking fantasy ponys with names that sounds like they came out of a kids show!
Fuck it, this is so weird It can’t be real, Mabey I somehow survived the fall and this is a weird coma dream.
“I-I’m Anon... Just Anon.”