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// Chapter 1 
// Story: Fly, Bright, Win? 
// by 2tailedpony 
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"Wrong Time, Wrong Place"

By 2TailedDerpy

Hello, my name is Steve Richards. I am in the United States Air Force, work as a maintainer for tanker aircraft, my rank is Airman First Class, and I am 21 years old. I have worked for  a year and 4 months on the flight line so I have a good amount of experience working on these jets; however there's always more to learn out there (trust me there's a lot of paperwork and extra shit involved in this job). Things can get rough out there, but it's usually due to human error. Stupid shit like hitting your head on an antenna (which can split your head if hit hard enough), and not remembering your safety procedures when performing a task. Other than that, a job's a job. You do the shit and go home, same shit every day. Your fellow wingmen do make the difference, they can make or break a day for you, so to speak. If I didn't have anyone to talk to, I think I'd go mad one day by grabbing an M4 and start filling up my whole squadron with lead.

Let's get to the point though. There is one thing I don't mention to anyone except my closest friends. I like to watch My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic occasionally. I like to see the fan art and comics on DeviantArt and Tumblr and I just don't know why. I have no idea how it all started, I guess I was like that back before I went into Basic Military Training, my friends showed me a funny video based off the show. So after that, I decided to check out the show for myself, thought I was gonna hate it , turns out, it's about the only thing that makes me truly happy nowadays. Music's gone to shit, TV's gone to shit, shit now even today's cartoons have gone to complete shit; however not My Little Pony, because Lauren Faust learned how to mold shit into pure gold. What can I say? I love ponies.

In about 2 months, I plan on deploying to Iraq. Should be interesting considering all the shit that's happened there recently. We still don't know if their government and country truly has settled down, but I'm hoping for the best. Hell, I hear there are a few places to go sightseeing and to hang out. Should be some good bars to chill at too. Nonetheless, I hope for the best. For the time being I'll continue working hard at my base, training and getting the job done.

On one Saturday afternoon, I decided I'd done a shit ton of work for the entire week, and would just chill for the entire day by ordering some good ol' Chinese food and playing Xbox with some friends in my dorm room while listening to techno/dubstep(the only good kind of music these days). Most of my friends like to talk about ponies like me, and are fun to hang with. I sure do miss them, I don't usually get to talk to them much due to work and I haven't seen them since last year. After stuffing myself with MSG and killing some N00bs, I decided it was a good idea to get some sleep, it was a long day of killing N00bs after all and that deserved a good night's sleep too.

So I brushed my teeth (like Colgate the pony would want me to), and rolled into bed with my casual attire on (cuz pajamas are for pussies). After a few minutes of collecting my thoughts of what I was gonna do for tomorrow, all of a sudden, I heard a loud splash and a squeal. Now considering I had a roommate, my first thought was he just took the biggest shit of his life which in turn, made him squeal.

I giggled at the thought.

But it was when I started to hear loud tapping in a sort of swingy, dance rhythm that I thought something was really odd. I heard an occasional 'thump' as it crashed into the walls of the bathroom and my room. My second thought was my roommate got really drunk off his ass and was trying to get into my room to play some prank on me while wearing clonky as hell shoes, fuck I dunno.

Then I heard a 'pomf'.

Now I had no idea what the fuck was going on.

My heart started racing, I didn't know what I should do. Get up and fight whatever the hell broke into my room from God knows where? Or maybe call 911 and get Security Forces involved? I decided to push all that aside and did what a good airman should do in a situation that seemed suspicious.

Investigate.

I sucked up my pride, with my heart still beating out of my chest, and got out of my bed to make my way to the intruder. On the way to the corner, I grabbed my binder I used for work with all my paperwork in it for good measure, it could come in handy if things got rough. I got up right to the corner, took a deep breath, and slowly creeped to see whatever could be breaking into my room for whatever reason. I looked to see nothing there, I sighed with relief. Then, I slowly tip-toed my way to the second corner which lead to my bathroom. It was then that it happened, something I wasn't quite ready for in my entire life.

A pony, specifically, from what it looked like, an Equine pony. I turned the lights on, which startled the living daylights out of me and the pony, since it squeaked. I took a closer look to realize that it wasn't just any equine, it was the fan favorite Derpy Hooves, wings, derped eyes and all. I was astonished, Derpy Hooves in my own room!! But as soon as the excitement, so did the dark, depressing truth of it.

"Um... M...mmister? Wh... where are we.. um... exactly?" She asked innocently with those adorable, crossed eyes. She was afraid, but curious too.

I let my arms go limp and dropped the binder in my hand in the process. I had no words for her, I was awestruck. I slowly dropped to my knees and started to tear up a bit. I stared at her for a bit, deciding what to do next. I decided that all I could do was lean in and hug her, which was exactly what I did. I put my face in her soft fur on the side of her body and sobbed hard. I was mixed with so much happiness and sadness I didn't know what to do at that point.

I could only imagine what she thought of me at that moment. A giant beast that could easily take her down just lost all motivation to fight and decided to cry at the mere sight of her for some reason. Hopefully, I wasn't being offensive then, like I just got insanely scared of her eyes or something. I just stayed there and cried until, after a minute, I felt light patting on my upper back.

"It's okay Mister, everything's gonna be okay."