//------------------------------// // My little filly that can't even talk yet... // Story: If "My Little Dashie" was written by a bot // by IAmAVeryRealPerson //------------------------------// I don't have a good use for myself. My mind is now barren of all thought. Now, I walked over here in hopes to make up for my carelessness. I walked closer to go for another walk to work. What had possibly happened today was a normal office of either dumb luck or something just wasn't good. Right away, I could even imagine that I simply wanted some stranger attitude from the city. A lot more difficult position in confusion of knowing that i could have come to enjoy spongebob nightlight. But I must start from the same thing I have only made up. Sadly, it was only a matter of time before I realized this formed my life to be sleeping. There is not ready for me enough to have achieved my life and father used to do something. Who would give me a little something that I could have more than my old simba stuff from work? My life is still a fully full sized goddess of knowing how to become insane. During this moment, I am saddened by the box that has begun to cry. From what i see, it's not important at all. But, i have wanted to look at that brightly colored rim around the box because it is magic inside. Time crept over here, until something unusual happened. The box somehow managed to push through this image of a filly appearance from my little pony: friendship is magic. ---------- It was only ten feet from me, but I saw some amazing rainbow colored radiant from the box. I walked to the box and it seems to take my mind. I opened it's bad terms of life that was wet, and I returned it to the ground. Littering with teary eyes. "Dad changed everything between us." I speak through comfy birds that was still smiling faces. Everything got quiet enough that it hurt me. Afterwords, I could feel something unusual from the box. "I'm quite simple. Hm, unfortunate." I started to leave. Inside my parents house, I could feel horrible about that misplaced placed box... Every time I am experiencing television show, I could remember the box that was right down the house within five miles away from the city to my house. I didn't think about what was brightly colored in the box... "It could be ruined inside." I simply told myself. After my mind began forcing random plant in my chest, I knew I knew this painful adventures of knowing nothing. Now, the thought of knowing nothing put a small shiver from my mind. "It must happen, but my brain isn't allowing me to continue." I'm not sure if i knew this time difference from work to the box, but it was evident that I knew what was going to happen. I hopped out the living room and I returned shortly to the same place where I had taken a different route from work. It felt quite wacky for a small time and it engulfed me to the box somehow. The last part is real... ---------- There was only one thing I could do slowly, I must start somewhere. It's a moment of silence before I remembered what had happened for a few moments before. "Shit" I tried to say, but finally I discover the living one in the middle of the box that was in the middle of the sidewalk of the abandoned everything. Inside of the abandoned box in the middle of the sidewalk of the abandoned everything was a small filly rainbow dash?"my mind is now getting antsy by the sudden amount of love that I could express through my heart. She was able to get a closer look at me, and she knew that she had woken up to a world not meant to house math! She looks like she is real to me, yet something happens now ; she instantly perked up from her head resting on the inside of the box. It was still only a matter of time before she cried in front of me. My mind began to notice around me a small blanket that was in this box with her. I nearly said "dashie cutie" I didn't believe it, but she was still dash-. Finally I was speechless, I don't see her cutie mark on her body. Nothing else to do ; I reach down the box to take her back home quickly... "She 's beyond life in person". I can't believe she is actually more hesitant around me. I tried to explain to her with unsure expressions that she didn't have to worry anymore... Then i saw her about getting smile on her face. Now she's beaming with unrecognizable expressions that i could only picture with joy to me. I broke my back while trying to pick up the box with her inside of the box... It hurt so much to the point that i feel tired. I quickly try again, it work with walking... "It is dark." I looked back to where I was, then again from here I walked back home, now with a filly in my arm. I stepped closer to my porch and put her on the side of my elbow. I opened the door knob and walked in my miserable living room. The couch was still showing home... So i throw her to the living room and she settles down on my couch. I go to look around the room for her as she explores the couch and hopped onto the floor and looked surprised. My heart sank after i knew that i had taken her with me as a joke. "I have no friends and I can't protest old pony from a childrens t.v show.. ". It was evident that I can't possibly ever change that, but it's not important now. I was stopped by a stray cardboard box that i even have achieved times at times in person, but what's supposed to happen now... I could see at the end of the living room that she didn't know how to fly around the house. It's quite frankly another amazing sight. I was never allowed to keep a small pony in my parents house and now I can. I will forever love her with all my heart. She's just a filly and i could tell. Curiosity crept in my mind, who would have a filly Rainbow Dash? why they'd send dashie as a filly to some other world. what would have happened if I didn't even speculate what's inside? "what"... I had picked up cartoon character from pony nature and it was a losing battle for my carelessness. I had planned to go to the store of life nature on some groceries of water excitement and forced food. I feel horrible as if i was dreaming and i can't catch a small thing of a totally different species. I didn't even imagine it was possible to accomplish such a feat in my world. I don't care about her origin times, I'll just simply shut my eyes and start somewhere. Then i heard her approach me... I opened my eyes to see her face with worried expressions. I had never given her anything she could eat. I let out a deep sigh and looked down at her. My mind was still showing care for Dashie's filly appearance. It all drives me to kneel down and looked at her. Then, I head to the kitchen room to look for several things that she could eat. I didn't think about this. What was going on. All my parents had left over the food table were straight enough vivid things in color. I feel something inside it, then i knew what it was. I nearly choked over it. This was wrong. ---------- I didn't realize that I had a nice small bathtub of small carrots that returned from the city during those kids television once. "I'm sure that isn't crushed yet" I checked the nice small bathtub of small carrots and officially I could feed her somewhat. I grab a few small carrots and take them to the kitchen room. Realistically a filly cannot only eat solid foods, but I ran half gone until recently. I had given her the time to digest the same dull carrots that was from the nice small bathtub of small carrots. She seems to enjoy the same thing for roughly a few minutes. I saw the time get running out and she snuggles herself in my arm as I watched her over and over and over and over and she smiles softly. I hesitate to take her foreleg and begin to seep back into my mind. The blanket she came with remains over her to brightly seep down her multiple colors. She is here... "I'm not ready for Dashie, but I must pull through my tears and start somewhere until she's happy, sad or more realistically, something about fifteen years of her visit and settle down before she would be forced to remember me."