I wake up, sweat pouring down my face, and shaking nervously. The moonlight illuminates the room just enough so I can see just about half of the room. I look down to see if Apple Bloom is still in my arms, not expecting her to be there. And my guess is right. Every negative thing I guess comes true, and every positive thing I imagine is ruined by something or somepony. Guess life can't be that easy for me, can it?
A memory from the past plays in my head. I'm walking up a bell tower after my town was obliterated by some disaster I can't imagine, to end my life. Applejack and a rainbow pony are going back to Ponyville after they conclude I'm the only survivor from my town, and after Applejack gave me her rope and I told them to leave me alone. How foolish I was then. I get to the top and pull out the rope. I tie one end to a large piece of wood surprisingly still intact and tie the other end around my neck. Suicide was the only answer for me back then, I mean, my entire family was killed, and my town was destroyed. When I jumped, they saw me and saved me. Applejack undid the knot and the rainbow pony saved me from breaking my legs. I have so much to owe them, but I got carried away with trying to seduce Apple Bloom. That's why I decided to push on with my life instead of slipping away silently. Can't really say why it's Apple Bloom I love, there are lots more fillies, but I just do with pretty much all of my heart.
I snap back to reality and look around the room. A note is on the small table next to my bed and I pick it up. A barely readable handwriting is scribbled on the paper. I take it from the table and try to make sense of the writing. I notice something immediately at the bottom of the paper that makes me oddly hug the paper. There's a signature of Apple Bloom's name with a hoof print next to it. Now to decipher the scratches all over the paper.
Dear Omega, I'm sorry I have to leave so early. The nurse says Applejack is going insane out in the waiting room. I hope you make a good recovery. If you get out of the hospital early, I'll be at our treehouse. Don't be seen by Big Mac though, I don't think he likes you any better after you knocked him out. Maybe even you could join the Cutie Mark Crusaders, you don't have your cutie mark either. Cya in a while. Apple Bloom then signs her name.
Oh yes, Big Mac. I remember that scene. I was out looking for Apple Bloom or Applejack, I can't remember which one, and Apple Bloom came up to me in tears. That was my second day of being in Ponyville, too. She said Big Mac gave her some harsh punishment, and he saw me talking to her in the distance. I remember walking up to him and calling him a disgrace to Equestria. That soon escaladed into a fight. Big Mac did kick my ass, but when Apple Bloom came in the middle of the fight, he threw her away and made her unconscious. That made me mad, to say the least. Surprisingly, that built up anger was the reason I won the fight. The first hit knocked him to the ground, and the second one made him go out cold.
The door creaks open and the doctor comes in. Then I realize how much time has passed since I woke up, as the sun is lighting up the entire room. "Ah, I see you're already awake. Are you comfortable with testing your legs today?" He takes a side of railing off the bed so I can get out. I nod my head. I want to get out of this damn hospital and to Apple Bloom. Then I realize how desperate I am.
He pulls me off the bed with a bit of effort and stands straight again. "Do what you would normally do to trot." After a while of trying and falling down, I manage to stand up and trot a few steps before I sit down on the floor. "So, is that little filly, Apple Bloom, your little sister? You seem to love her a lot."
Funny. I smile and coldly say, "No. And thanks for noticing. I thought your notes would have something on my 'disorder'." I stand up and walk back to the stand. The note fits perfectly in the only pocket on my vest. I turn to him. "Do you know where I can get some wings?" He shakes his head. Very helpful. I trip out the door and into the hallway. It's filled with rooms of sick ponies. At the end, there is a flight of stairs that is clear. The doctor runs out of the room and shouts at me to come back. I charge at the stairs and fall down the flight to the first floor.
As I stand back up, a wall of nurses and doctors surround me. Are they really this pissed because one patient is escaping the hospital? I see a tray of medical tools to the side. Be known as a deranged killer in all of Equestria, or run past the guards? One of the doctors lunges at me, and by instinct, I buck him in the face. The line breaks and I run between the small opening, almost being caught by them. My legs burn from the run, even though it is a short distance, and I feel like quitting now, but I'm guessing that would keep me here longer for half-assed reasons. I run out the door and into the outside world I had been trapped from for what feels like forever. The hospital workers are shouting at me to come back, but I run even longer and, when my legs give out, I crawl into a bush so they won't see me.
Why do I do this just for Apple Bloom, other than I love her. Hell, why do I even love her? I should be interested in girls my age, but I guess I'm not. I think of what the "real me" said in the dream, about why I love her. She's cute and very innocent, but every filly is like that, right? I do like mares, but I still prefer fillies. Maybe it's her personality that I love. Maybe her blank flank is what attracts me. And Cutie Mark Crusaders? Does that mean she has other friends with blank flanks? So I'd get to hang out with her filly friends since I don't have a cutie mark. Good. I can't imagine how cute they'll be. Fuck, I'm sick in the head. There's not much I can do about it though. Not sure how therapy would work, and that just takes up more time from me socializing with Apple Bloom. And I have no other idea in how I can treat this.
The needles scratch and irritate my back, so I stand up and put a huge bit of effort into standing up with my still burning legs. The sun is in the middle of the sky, so I'm guessing I could get to her tree house in a couple hours or so, in the weak condition I'm in. As I get into the Ponyville Center, I feel like laying down in the middle of the street and resting my legs. Then I see a stand with a couple ponies in front with an older looking stallion running it. How can I tell he's old? Well, his face is sagging, he has a long, curly beard, and the smell of baby powder eminates from him. And I notice everypony there is either normal or a unicorn. The board says "Custom Built Wings!", so I'm guessing this is what the future me was talking about. No price listed though. I look through a piece of paper listing all the options for the wings. Titanium and diamond are at the bottoms of the two sheets, and I find that appropriate. Both cost five hundred bits each, so, I probably won't be able to get it. He finishes talking to a unicorn and slides a paper over to me. "You seem interested, and at a young age, too. Between me and you, we can figure something out if you don't have the bits to pay here. So fill out this form to your option, and I'll get the wings to you as soon as possible." His breath smells like a strong brew of apple cider as he leans in, so I jerk my head back from the smell. As surprising as it seems, he isn't drunk from all the cider.
I look at the paper. It's pretty simple, only a few lines long with a special request taking up most of the space. First line is the name of receiver. I take a quill in my mouth that is sitting around the stand and attempt to write my name. Not that good, but I haven't written since I was last in school... Which was probably a few months ago, but still, the signature isn't that good. Second line, wing support material. I scribble down titanium and the price. General wing material, again I write down diamond and the price for some reason. For the special request, I think of what the me from the future had on his wings. Right, the lower edges of every wing blade was sharpened in the dream.
He takes the paper away as I finish writing "sharpened wing blades" and scans over it. He grins and writes a number on it. 1,200 bits. "Plus 200 bits for labor purposes. Let's meet at the Sugarcube Corner tomorrow at noon. We'll work something out for the wings." Then he slides a white oval shaped thing over the counter and a small cup of water. "Take it. Just swallow it and you'll feel better." How would he know that? Maybe it'll work, this thing. I probably should be questioning this, but I just swallow it without the water. He comes out from behind the stand and pushes me towards the direction of the Acres. "Get off to your friends! Don't forget tomorrow!"
I trot forward like I usually do, and start to gallop. The sun is turning orange and the moon is visible out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes, I do wonder what Equestria would be like if Luna ran it. That certainly would be interesting. It's also odd how time is going by so fast when all I've done is walk and talk to the pony back there. I stand on the road to the main barn and look at the orchard full of apple trees. Yes, it's good to be back at the first temporary place I stayed when I first got to Ponyville. Now to sneak to the tree house. I check around to see if Applejack or Macintosh are watching and gallop into the direction that I assume the house is in. After a few minutes of galloping, I see the it after I cut into the woods. Took longer to get here than I expected, but I'm still here to see Apple Bloom. I knock on the door and, when it opens, I fall flat on my face. So my legs don't burn anymore, but now I have a headache. Apple Bloom shakes me to see if I'm awake. I turn my head and say, "Hi Apple Bloom." Then I black out.
Blood flows from my neck, but I feel nothing of it. I feel a tap on my shoulder and I turn around to see "me." He waves and turns around. He pulls two fillies out of nowhere and kisses them both on their flanks. "Jeez, man! I didn't need to see myself do that. If I wanted to see that, I could have just done it myself." I say, but smile afterwards, realizing how awkward that sounds. He laughs and pats me on the back. Then he looks at me seriously.
"Oh, you're serious? Well, let's get back to that later. Since I know you wont have any sexual implications with these fillies while someone is around, and I'm not allowed to leave you alone in your nightmares, I'll tell you how you're going to deal with your disorder. Hmm... I guess I shouldn't spoil anything, so it involves that old pony you talked to earlier. It's how you'll pay him. That's all I'm going to say about that. Say hello to Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. They're Apple Bloom's friends. You'll fall for one of them soon enough. Saying which one will only ruin the surprise, so I'll leave it at that." He kisses one of them again to annoy me and says, "Sweetie Belle," Then he points at the other filly. "And Scootaloo." They seem like... Emotionless. Surely they aren't like this, I mean, everyone would refuse to do this sort of thing, I'm pretty sure. "Come here. Have some fun." He pushes me forward with the front of a wing and forces my head towards Sweetie Belle's flank. I twitch my head sideways, making my cheek hit her flank. "Come on! You won't get out of here untill you do it!"
"Let go of me then." My voice is muffled because about half of my mouth is forced against her body. He takes his hooves off my neck and backs up behind Scootaloo. I bend forward, close my eyes, and form my lips around a small area. As bad as it is to say, that was pretty erotic. I turn around and look at him. He smiles then points into darkness. A white light is lifting and becoming larger. A door I'm guessing? I look back and see him starting to mount Sweetie Belle. Celestia damn it. I don't hesitate when I start to gallop into the blinding light. My ears start ringing and everything turns dark. Time for real sleep?