I wasn't always alone. But the earlier decades of my life were pretty lonely. From the very beginning of my social life (or should I say the lack of it?), I was a like an outsider. In elementary school I never wanted to do the stupid things like the others, be the part of the herd, like an insignificant worker in an ant hill - I wanted to be unique.
Also, my more mature mentality and logic made me evade the stupidity of the others.
This lead me to be a real outsider, then something wrong happened.
I don't know why, but some of my classmates thought that it would be fun to make me angry.
And they did it. And this went on. Year after year. Even in high school.
These decades of being hurt mentally was more than enough to crash what little social skills I had.
Then you know the story - finishing the university with like no friends, then the always repeating cycle of work and game.
To summ up all of this: I found a way to release my mind, like if you are meditating.
This technique opens your mind. And I can share it.
I know, this sounds stupid, or crazy or both, but hey! It's working!
-Chapter Four-
.:Mind:.
My face was just an inch away from Dawnie's. If I thought about it, this whole leaning closer was pretty deceptive, she closed her eyes. But I had something else in mind for her.
I put my palms on the sides of her head and hold her still.
"M-marty, what are you doing?" She asked, surprised.
"Relax. And look me in the eyes." My voice was calming so Dawnie did what I asked for.
She opened her dark blue eyes and looked into my right, green colored one.
I concentrated and opened my mind. The progress was successful.
She stared in my eye, then her pupils began to grow.
"Good. Let me enter your mind. Feel what I feel." Doesn’t this remind someone to Mr. Spock's mind-unification?
"I see..." Her pupils were as large now as her irises, the blue circle of her iris had almost completely disappeared.
And the sorrow of the so familiar loneliness of those years reached me. I heard her cry for help, to find a companion... a mate...
and she must have felt my mind's scars, the decade long pain, the loneliness - she began to tear up.
This was enough, the few times whenever I actually used this on someone (like my older sister, she was the first 'test') it wasn't this.. powerful. It must be in connection with this world's 'magic'.
"This is too strong I will break it now!" I said as I felt a massive headache building up in the back of my head.
As I removed my palms from her head, we both fell back like we were blowed back by a wind.
"Marty, w-what was that?" Dawnie sweated and breathed heavily, then she rubbed her temple.
"Basicly a mind connecting and opening technique I created years ago." I sighed and frowned. "Dawnie, I know what you feel now... do you really think this?..." I felt other feelings than loneliness in her.
"I... I think so. But why are you so..." I finished her sentence.
"Hurt?" I raised my right eyebrow and a sad expression creeped on my face.
"Yes. Did someone hurt you? Tell me please!" She pleaded and made puppy-eyes. After another sigh, I replied.
"Yes. And no. I've been hurt, mostly mentally, for the biggest part of my life, by my classmates in various schools.
But I don't want to talk about it..." I remembered my mental breakdown. And it still hurt, even if it was a decade ago.
"But that is over, right? Marty?" She leaned forward and tilted her head, still wearing a sad expression.
"Yeah. Yes, it's over, I managed to end with falling into solitude." I smiled at her. "Better than crying, isn't it?" I let out a nervous chuckle.
"Nooo.. this is wrong..." A teardrop rolled down on her face as she looked down.
"It's alright, don't shed tears for me." I gently put my left hand under her chin, lifting her head up. "I'm damaged, but hey, I'm still alive!" I smiled at her kindly.
She smiled back, then blinked, like if she had a sudden idea: she quickly moved closer, giving me no time to react - and kissed me on the lips.
'Wha.. What? Why would she?... No, this is not right... But she is so fragile, I can't let her break... Oh well...'
After the last thoughts in my mind, I accepted her kiss and relaxed. By her acting, she enjoyed it and you know what? She was a good kisser!
I don't know how long it lasted, but at last we broke the kiss. After leaning back a bit, we just stared into eachother's eyes. Several seconds later I broke the silence.
"Well.. that was surprising and pleasant." A warm smile crept on my face, and I felt my cheeks burning. "Dawnie, I had some doubts but..."
She giggled, and began to blush, similar to me. She acted like a little girl - old memories came up.
"Want to get some more?" She asked quizzically.
"What?" My eyes went wide in surprise - but she giggled again and continued.
"Just kidding, Marty, everything have its time."
'So she really wants to have a relationship with me, a total stranger. And Alien. I said and thought this too much in the last day.'
I leaned back, still thinking about what she said, then (because I knew that this is the best available option) I spoke up.
"Yes." Simple and short, but perfectly fine and fitting.
Her face lighted up and she began to grin. Then she wrapped her forehooves around me, embracing me in a hug, whispering two words: "Thank you."
This whole situation was very new to me. But being kissed was too. I don't know what to say, the decades of solitude meant that I had nobody to be in relation with. Not too hard to conclude the meaning of this.
I knew that it's forbidden back on Earth, and the mob would torture me - but she wasn't an animal! She was a sentient, intelligent and emotional being, just like a human. Except that she was a weird colored unicorn-pony.
Still thinking about it made a few questions in my mind, but I put them aside as I imagined the possible future of our relationship.
A meme-face appeared before my eyes.
ME GUSTA
Half an hour later...
I was still caught in my thoughts. Dawnie was satisfied enough with that kiss and after the end of her thankful hug, she laid next to me, nuzzling me up. I put my left arm around her (she was on my left side) and hold her cozily. She fell asleep almost instantly.
If I think about it, it was like holding a life-size doll, but she was real.
My thoughts wandered off and I looked down at her. She was like a little grey angel.
'SOOOO CUUUTE!' My face twisted in a maniac-like smile as my heart wanted to jump out from my chest due to cuteness-overload.
She moved a bit, snuggling me more.
I closed my eyes and emptied my mind. I knew, there will be a lot of things to speak about tomorrow.
The next morning...
I awoke with an unfamiliar, warm pressure on my chest. Dawnie must have moved a lot in her sleep, she was lying on me, on her belly. I just looked at her, thinking about the rare color of her mane, the beauty of her eyes, her sweet smile, and I couldn't help but begin to smirk. I gently caressed her head with my right palm, making sure that she wouldn’t wake up.
She began to smile in her sleep which made me overload in cute yet again.
'Humpfh. She is so peaceful. How could she be with that pain she feels? Maybe... maybe because of me?'
Dawnie moved her head, her eyebrows moving up and down as I caressed her head.
'Oh, she is going to wake up soon. Quick, think about some funny greeting!'
She opened her eyes slightly and looked at me. After a few blinking, she focused and realized that she actually stared in my eyes from a few inches.
"Good morning, my little pony. Slept well?" I asked her mischievously.
As answer, she licked my lips, like a puppy. I don't have to say, this surprised me a lot.
'What the?'
She giggled, then answered, now with actual speaking. "Yes, you are my best pillow so far! Or should I say mattress?" She turned her head and checked if she did really lie on me.
"Uhm..." I was clearly out of words - what would you say now? I had a short sentence in my mind.
'You are being trolled!' 
Seeing my loss of words, Dawnie continued.
"You know, I wondered about why you don’t have a cutie mark too." Say what? "You havent found your special talent?"
"Uhmmm.. Dawnie what the heck are you talking about?" I was totally confused.
"Your... cutie mark?" She asked back, like if I knew what that thing is.
"I don't know what that 'cutie mark' is." I punctuated the word 'cutie-mark', I hoped that she will understand my confusion.
"Wait, you say, that your species.. Hu-mans... Get no 'marks on them?" Now she was the confused.
"Eeee-yup!"
"Do your species have even special talent?" She rised her eyebrows in disbelief.
"Nnnnnope!"
"Can you answer me with more than a single word?" She made a slightly annoyed expression.
"No can do! Oh wait..." I said and sighed.
She giggled and planted a kiss on my cheek what made me blush.
"Are you hungry? I’ll make some breakfast now."
My stomach growled deeply as answer. We both laughed, and then she started to get out from the bed, only finding herself grabbed by me. I easily lifted her up after setting my hands under her forelegs, and then I got out of bed (still holding her) and put her down.
"Wow, you are short!" I said after releasing Dawnie - she was around 3 feet tall, maybe a little more.
"No, it's you gargantuan!" She said and grinned at me which I responded with a smile. "But you should lie back, you still need more rest."
"Oh. Right. Well, I will not go anywhere then."
I got in bed again, wrapping myself under the blanket. Dawnie walked to the door, opened it with her magic and went outside.
'She is beaming... did I do that to her?' I smiled with satisfaction. 'Well, who else could have done it? I wonder what will be my first breakfast. And if I can digest it.'