Ed, Edd and Eddy, the Brony Chronicles.

by ianv64


Through the Eyes of the Playah!

...I know this fic has been a comedy so far, but how about we put in some feels, eh? Sounds good....


"My name is Edd....Most just know me as Double D. Recently, I've been captured. My friends and I went into a different universe with a machine I built. There, I was greeted by a purple unicorn known as Twilight Sparkle. In the show that everyone seemed to be getting into, she was my favorite. She showed an interest in learning, doing well in academics, and liked science. I met her, thinking I'd make a great new friend. However, I was wrong. She was nice, don't get me wrong. It just didn't go as I expected. She seemed to gaze at me with a seductive smile too often. As if she had some sort of sexual interest in me. I always shook that feeling off, seeing as, well, I'm a human, and she's a pony. How does that work? It also just sounds...vile. She challenged me to an IQ contest. She had beaten me. I was never beaten at such a thing.

Everything I ever tried to do, or be good at, failed. I tried sports, games, video games even, competitive things, and anything else I could think of. Like art, and music. All failed. I knew the only thing I'd ever be good at, was being smarter than everyone else at trivial facts, and scientific, and mathematical concepts. I accepted this, seeing as it could get me into Harvard, or some good school to practice something to become a scientist. However, I could never shake off that I was only good at those things. I wanted to be good at something I could show-off or brag about at any time. I loved being a nerd, but I also didn't.

I seem to be getting off topic here, as I spew my random thoughts into this sheet of notebook paper with aggressive scribbles. This Twilight got...crazy. She came to my world with a portal that she took from my blue prints, bragging that she improved them. She one-ups me. I hate being one-upped at the ONLY thing I can feel good about. They say there's always someone better than you, but they don't have to rub it in so much. The crazy thing is, she took me with her, by force. I swear she's going to force me to do naughty things I will never forget. I shiver just fathoming that emotional scar.

It seems the author of this story labeled me a "player." However, I don't look at it like that. I couldn't get a human girl if my life depended on it. Or, at least a girl worth keeping. I don't even come close to counting Murie Kanker. She's creepy. So, through my life of trying, I've got a pony, and a girl who likes me, but I hate with every ounce of my very being. Is it so hard for a smart guy to get a girl, or a talent or two? They say the intelligent ones always finish first in the world, but it seems to be the opposite. The ignorant, or really tough ones seem to just go through life with whatever things they already have in their head, so confident they'll make it without trying, yet the ones who actually should make it, are ambushed with bullying, becoming too nice, being made fun of, or ridiculed based off of being judged, and other uncomfortable things.

So, I've been taken captive by a purple pony, hidden in her library....and forced to be her...assistant or something. I hope that doesn't mean what I think it means...

I also have hated many other things in my life... My parents, to an extent. My mother, and father are so...so...I don't know, strict. They hate me if I get a B, they shun me if I don't clean the house perfectly. The ironic thing is, my parents, aren't exactly awesome parents. They drink, a lot. They work all day, and come home, drink, and pass out. Sometimes they argue, or yell at me, and make fun of me. Don't I get a break? I don't know if these words will ever leave my hands, or if I'll just put them in a trash can when I'm done so there's no evidence. I know my friends haven't ever seen this side of me. I don't ever want them to. They don't need to worry about me, and I don't want them to. They're crazy, and clueless...But they're all I have, and maybe all I'll ever have...

So, just in case this writing leaves this place, or even my hands, I'm Double D, Edward..... Goodbye..."


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Twilight had entered the bedroom Double D was put in. He was fast asleep. She didn't expect him to be quiet. In fact, that was more of a test. You'd think she knows how to make friends.

She walked near him, and noticed the piece of paper with lots of writing on it. She read it to herself. Slowly, but surely, tear marks were being dropped onto the paper. She titled her head, and tried not to make any noises.

She finished reading, and levitated the paper next to him. She had read about humans, thinking that they only wanted to be friends if there was some sort of kinky link between them. She just wanted to try to adapt to their style. She read about communication, and all of this. She thought that humans were different. She drew close to him, and sighed to herself. She gave him a kiss on his cheek, which was warm from crying. SHe also nuzzled him. She went to the desk and got a quill and used her magic to write a small note. "I'm sorry...I thought humans communicated differently than ponies did. I was wrong. :( I won't bother you again.... I wanted to try to be your friend. I'm sorry I did it wrong. I'll miss you though... Yours truly -Twilight Sparkle."


She lit up her horn, and transported him back to Earth, onto his bed.

Double D woke up, quite puzzled. He then looked at a note that was placed on top of his stomach area. He read it. Now HE felt guilty. If only he were awake during this.... Now he needs to go back and make up for it...

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Twilight heard a knock on the door. She answered it. Her eyes widened at the sight. It was Double D. She thought he'd never want to talk to her again. She frowned at his presence. Double D, however, smiled.

"I forgive you" He said. He offered out a handshake. Twilight ran to him and gave him a nice, warm hug.... I guess friendship...Is magic.