Have you ever felt that strange feeling like someone is staring at you? But when you look at the person, they look away?
Well, it was happening, and made me slightly angry.
Violet was a very special person. I still wasn't able to accept that she had no revulsion to me, with the knowledge of me being a stranger AND an alien too.
But when I finally asked her, she gave me a surprising and simple answer.
-Chapter Three-
.:Dawnie:.
I put on my glasses and looked at Violet. She was so close that my glasses were unneeded, but I like to wear them, doing so gives me a characteristic and serious look. I looked into her eyes and raised my left eyebrow, making a questioning expression.
"Violet?"
She smiled and looked away. There was something in that smile. Something I've seen once, a long time ago.
20 years earlier...
"Hey Marty, come with me, I want to show you something!" Called my classmate, Evelyn.
"What is it?" I asked her. I saw her blond locks moving in the breeze as she waited for me to catch up. Being a 9 year old kid meant endless adventure for me, mostly with Evy - she was like a sister to me, or something more than that.
"Come, I will show you!" She said and ran down from the hill where we were.
Evy was the better runner, the cartilage problems with my knee wasn't helping me either, so she got away pretty fast.
I caught up with her a minute later: she was waiting for me by her home.
"What did you want to show me?" I asked now with a bit of excitement.
"Come inside, you will see!" She lead me to her room.
"Ewww, dolls..." Typical reaction from me to a typical girly thing.
"Marty..." I turned around and found Evy kicking the floor with her right leg. She bit on the index of her left hand, she did this if she wanted to do something but was too nervous to do it.
I frowned as I didn't know what she wanted. "Are you... hiding something?" I asked her as I had no better idea.
She looked in my eyes, and she had a... weird look on her face. I've never seen that expression before.
"Evy, what are you-" She stopped me by stepping closer to me and planting a kiss on my left cheek.
This shocked me, my jaw dropped and I felt my face burning. I saw her blushing too.
Back in the present...
'I knew I've seen this face before... no, that's not right. But still, what if?...'
"Violet, you remind me of somebody from my childhood." I said in a friendly tone.
Her ears perked up which I found cute and funny at the same time. "Really? You know, it’s the same with you."
'What? Oh, come on, really?'
"Seriously?" Out of any good questions, I asked her what was on my mind - another habit of me.
"Yeah, I had a very good friend when I was a little filly. But he had to move to another city with his parents... well, no friends from that point." This... kicked me in the face. Especially the way she said it, like if it was nothing.
"No friends, or anybody to talk to?" I looked at her blinking. "And you talk to me about this so easily?"
"..." She frowned and her happy expression vanished, she looked down at her forehooves.
"Oh, I'm sorry I did it again, can you forgive me?"
"Yes.. you did nothing, just pointed out the obvious..." She sniffed then looked up, just to find me staring at her from a few inches away. "Martin?... What are you-"
I suddenly pulled her in a tight embrace which she accepted without resistance. Why? Because I like her, we have a lot in common and for the first time in more than a decade: she was the first to actually tell me a very personal thing. That's a great honor to me, and she knew that.
"Oh, don't worry Violet, I don't think I can even get out of this world, so I will be here for... you..."
"Call me Dawnie." I heard her whispering, she was on the edge of crying.
"Wha?.. Dawnie? Thats what your friend called you, right?"
She broke the embrace, nodding and smiling.
"I... I should leave you alone now, you have to rest, the doctor's healing magic cancels if you move too much." She said and hopped down to the floor.
"Marty." I said, as friendly as I could manage.
She looked back at me, with a smirk on her face.
"Thank you, Marty."
"For what?" I raised my right eyebrow to highlight my lack of understatement.
"For being so kind to me."
'Oooooh, so that was what she was... I thought she... oh, whatever!'
"Anything for a beauty like yourself!" I said quickly moving my eyebrows up and down, in a suggestive way.
She blushed and trotted through the door, closing it again with her magic.
As she left the room, I fell into my thoughts again.
'So I still have no idea about how I got here, maybe I should... no. I will NOT go home without the memories about how I got here. And that means I should get used to this place, which is... not too difficult, by the looks of this room, the living standards of Dawnie's race is similar to mine... and almost as advanced with technology too. With no electricity. Well, that's a problem.'
I looked through the window, checking the surroundings of the house. I saw a few snowy tree, a cobblestone road in the distance and a clearing, covered with snow.
'Hm. I like snow. And winter... what was the thing I... oh, yes. No way back. And she is cute! What could be the problem?.. What could it be, what could it be... she’s a pony! This breaks my moral. But if I'm alone... the only living human here... then there is no one who could tell me what I should do.'
I took off my glasses and spinned them. It helped me to think.
'Uhhh... she shows that she is interested in me... and to be honest, she isn't that bad... heh, she has a nice flank...' I honestly surprised myself. 'But why should I just merely think this? Say it out loud!'
I nodded in agreement to my own command.
"Yes, she has a nice flank!" I facepalmed right after saying it.
'That sounded sooo awkward...' I shook my head. 'Well, whatever, I'm not one to judge and she does have nice curves just in the right places...'
Suddenly, the dirty part of my mind began to work, flooding my imagination with scenes about me doing Dawnie.
'Oh gawd. I'm a sick person. Hah, nothing new to me!'
I grinned and decided to take a nap.
I dreamed. I knew it was a dream, I’ve always known when I was dreaming. I was at home, in my small flat, surfing on the net.
But something happened, my pc shut down and the lights went out. After I looked around I saw that it was dark outside, but the clock on the wall said it was just 6 – there must be light outside even if it's Am, or Pm.
"What the heck?"
I found myself paralyzed. That was new, I was normally in control when I dreamed, losing that control was an unpleasant surprise to say the least. I felt a dragging force embracing me, and pulling me to the front door.
"What the?! Holy hell! This is my dream, let me go!" I shouted to the invisible force, with no avail.
I was forced to stand up, then I walked to the door. The force made me open it, but instead of a corridor, I found an empty darkness outside.
"What the... heck..." The force suddenly pulled me in.
"Holy Comb of Gramp's, what the heck was that?!?" I awoke from my nightmare-ish dream, sweating and breathing heavily. That hasn't happened to me in a long time, I was seriously frightened.
After a few seconds, I looked around, I saw that it was night time outside. Then I noticed Dawnie lying on the bed, next to me.
She woke up to my loud and scared speaking and looked at me with a questioning expression.
"What happened, *yawn* Marty?" She asked, and rubbed her eyes in a cute way.
"I... I don't know, a nightmare, I guess... but why are you in my bed?" I rised my eyebrows in surprise.
"Uhm... I can explain..." She made a sheepish smile.
I smirked at her and caressed her head.
"You don't have to Dawnie, I think I know anyway." I gave her a warm smile.
"R-really?" Her eyes brightened up and she began to blush.
I leaned closer to her, thinking only one thing.
'I hope I won't regret this...'