Rain. it thunders down on the rooftops of the city, it doesn't change much other than providing a dampener on the usual hustle and bustle of a never-sleeping cesspit of delusions. it was a boring day, one where I would be alone.
As I walked the streets of the city, I took notice of all the people running from place to place.
on some occasions I would just laugh at them and say "It's only water" or "buy an umbrella" and generally be a patronizing dip-shit. but today wasn't one of those days.
sadly, much like that one band... my biometric fuck-buddy, or something like that, there was a split.
and much like the fandom of said band, I was torn in two. I couldn't bare the thought of someone walking out of my life again. and to add to the misery, I lost my job. considering it was crappy, mind-numbing office work... I couldn't really care less.
but it still happened. I plugged the headphones in and pressed play on my mp3. Hearing the only thing that could keep me sane for a while.
as I walked throughout the city and headed towards home, I took notice of all the depressed faces. as though joy had simply died. I sighed as I looked across, left and right. no vehicles were to be seen, so, Throwing caution to the wind, I crossed.
but as soon as I stepped foot on the road, a sports car zoomed past. If I had been an inch further in front...
Yeah, best not to think about that. As I walked across to my destination, I took a deep sigh once more.
it was wet, rainy days like these that i was thankful i had a roof over my head. Reaching the door to my apartment, I stopped, reaching forwards to grab the paper that was sellotaped to the door. the bold lettering boiled my blood.
I unlocked the door and simply slumped down on the sofa, carefully reading and re-reading the eviction notice. It was at that point, my mp3 died. I placed the thing on charge and began to pack my small amount of belongings into my bag.
Oh the joys of living the minimalist lifestyle. I slipped my fully charged phone into my pocket, and looked out the window.
checking my wallet, I had just enough to get out of the city. there was a knock on the door. "hello, Mr Bolton?" the landlord entered what was once my home. "in case you haven't noticed," he said with a shit eating grin "your time is up so either pay up or...." I pulled the jacket off the coat rack, and put it on, Picking up the gig-bag, the bag full of personal items and other things like chargers and a bag full of food and drink. "get out.... oh" I finally pulled the Mp3 and charger from the wall.
"see you in hell, Bill" with those final words, I took a step out of the apartment and headed off.
However, that's when things began to change. the lift was out. so I took the stairs.
each step was carefully placed due to the weight of everything. but then again...
I was clumsy.
I lost my footing and bounced down the steps whilst trying to shout "look out"
finally landing on the ground floor, I walked out of the door.
then I was struck with a blast of chilling, freezing cold air.
All I could remember was the cold. its bitter sting on my extremities.
my frost-bitten hands were shoved into my coat pockets in a feeble attempt to find warmth.
My only option was to keep moving. as the wind grew stronger, I felt a small barrier of ice forming on my legs.
I pushed on, seeking the small light in the bleak blinding whiteness of the tundra.
when I reached my destination, all went black.
I was no longer cold.
I felt fur against my cold hands, the gentle hum and the occasional, grunt of displeasure.
then the worried voice emanating from a young woman. "Trixie hopes that you wake up soon... whatever you are"
perhaps there are two of them?
I had a name, but no face. I then heard the gentle sounds of hooves hitting wood. then felt the thud of my head hitting the wood. Desperately trying to wake up from almost being a Popsicle, I feverishly shook my head. finally getting my bearings back.
"Hello?" I rasped out. "is there anyone there?" upon this phrase, the hooves got closer, then an azure coat and small smile came into my peripheral vision. "H-hello there" she looked just as frightened as I was.
I blinked for a moment before returning the smile. "um, Hi" was all i could muster.
extending an open hand, she replace fear with bewilderment. I recoiled my hand considering the situation.
"what are you?" she asked me. I looked at my hands for a moment, considering they were moderately warm finally.
"Human, hang on, your a unicorn..." I finally noticed.
she looked me up and down. "they don't have unicorns in your world?"
"nope... gather they don't have Humans on yours?"
"no, my name is Trixie"
I looked her up and down, then promptly pinched my self.
"why did you just do that?"
"fell down some stairs and walked out of a building... I kinda figured i might still be out cold from the fall"
she pointed to my bags. "if you were still out cold, those wouldn't be with you" The azure Mare was right.
I gave her a small smile in return. "so what are you doing way out here?"
"Trixie was heading towards the Crystal Kingdom, for a show Trixie.,.. I mean I was going to put on for the fillies and colts"
I raised an eyebrow. "before we travel on together, what is your name, assuming you have one"
once again, I extended my hand, this time into a fist. "the name is Robert Bolton, but you can call me Gimli, Most of my friends do"