//------------------------------// // Chapter 1 // Story: HorseShoes and Hand Grenades // by Mother3Forever //------------------------------// -At a Corner Market- I walked in through the front door, shaking the snow off of my coat. I shook off my hands a bit, then went over to the coolers and picked up five bottles of Diet Coke. Afterwards, I went and grabbed a pack of Spearmint Chewing Gum from the shelf, about 12 pieces. I then went on my way to the register to pay, hoping to get back home soon. You see, this entire matter was something I did pretty regularly. I walk 5 blocks to the store, buy a few bottles of soda and the occasional pack of gum, then I would pay and go home. Yeah, I had done this countless times before, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was gonna go...differently, this time around. Call me crazy if you wish, but I've noticed that I seem to have an ability of sorts... A Sixth Sense if you will. With that said, I'm not claiming to be a Psychic, or anything special. Really all that happens, is I get a little warm or cold, and I sometimes feel uneasy. It's really just a warning bell if anything. At the register, I set my stuff down, and paid the usual amount, $5.89. Afterwards, I went outside and headed home, unaware of what was about to happen. I stopped about halfway down the block, with a very bad feeling...I felt like I was going to be sick. I did my best to power through it, and tried to keep walking....Keyword, tried. Not even a minute later, I fell to my knees, clutching my skull in pain. My head began to ring, My ears began to pop, and I saw flashes. There was a crash, a high-pitched whistling, wind quickly picked up, among other things. I heard screams, there was the sound of a car horn blaring. Finally, there was a sharp, deep pain in my left leg as well as most of my chest, and then.... Darkness. -Flashbacks- "That'll be Five dollars and Eighty Nine cents."-Huh...That was at the store today... "Man, I don't want a phone...."-I always DID hate the idea of a cell phone... "Hey! Wanna try a game of Darts? Minimum wager is 20 bucks."-"Sorry man, I don't gamble." "Stay away from my girl, you retard!"-"Hey! She's not YOUR girl, AssHat! She's her own Pers-BLECK!"-Yeesh, the Jerk didn't have to punch my face in... That really hurt... Why you little...GET OUT. Or else I'll decorate the sidewalk with your brains!- Gawd...That would be my neighbor...Scares the Living daylights outta me... -End of Flashbacks- Oi... My head.... I think I was coming to, but for some reason, I could remember the whole process...wierd. I was on what felt like a sofa. I sat up, or tried to. All I managed to do was wiggle around and shift onto my right side.Well, now I'm at least more comfortable...What the...? I felt something on my wrists, tying them together, and keeping them bound behind my back. I also couldn't see very well. It seemed that there was a blanket over my face, but I couldn't work up the energy to actually remove it. Hopefully, someone was nearby. I licked my lips, and called out the best I could," H-hello? Is...Is anyone there?" There was some muttering.... I coughed a little bit, realizing I was thirstier than I had ever been in my life. Then I continued. " Is...Is my bag of stuff here? I'm...I'm really thirsty..." The blanket was removed and I just stared blankly at what I saw. There was a Purple Unicorn standing over me with a suspicious look on it's...his...her? Ahem... The Unicorn obviously didn't trust me....I myself wasn't all too sure that I trusted my own eyes right now, so I understood the reasoning. Then it spoke, in a voice that sounded like a girl from her Mid-Teens to Late-Teens." What....Are you?" My eyes widened, disbelieving. 'Oh boy, talking ponies.... What kind of mess have I gotten into this time?