Crow Of Equestria
NEW OPPORTUNITY
New York, 2012 Dec.31
"Hi everybody, The Crow here, how are you all doing? So, have you heard the craze if not than you've been in a rock you see folks there are people out there they call themselves b-" the deep voice man stopped suddenly and looked to his friend behind the glass. "I'm sorry folks, we'll be right back," the man said as he got to his feet.
The man walked through the door. "Honestly Wes?!" he walked angrily towards his partner.
"What's wrong Crow?" Wes asked innocently seeing the angry look on Crow's face.
Crow felt the urge to punch Wes. "What's wrong!? What's wrong!? I do not do any of that brony crap!" Crow exclaimed as he inched further away from Wes.
"It's a growing thing dude, it started 2011 and it's only grown. Don't you get it? Look, you got a message, I'll show it to you if you do this, OK?" Wes crossed his arms waiting for an answer.
Crow looked left and right. "Ugh, fine," he grumbled uncrossing his arms. Crow went to the station.
He began speaking. "Sorry about that folks, so, as I was saying. These," he shuttered at the thought. "Bronies as they refer to themselves as are fans, of a show made for five year old girls," Crow insulted no one took offence to that however.
Wes mouthed something: "Don't make too much fun of them," he mouthed behind the glass.
Crow heard the phone ring. He hastily picked up the phone. "Hello?" Crow pondered who it was.
The voice was just another caller. "You think only non-bronies and haters are the only ones who listen to this station?!" Crow pulled away the phone.
"It's a show for five year olds! Get over it!" he yelled and hung the phone up.
Moments later the phones rang like crazy. He picked it up for caller one. All he said was: "We're not bad dude! I'm going to love and tolerate the heck out of you!" the caller said in a threating tone.
Crow slapped his face. "C'mon dude, what are you in your late forties, what are you planning on doing when you get to your Mom's house? Eat Mac and cheese and read pony fan fictions?" Crow said hanging up the phone again without giving the man chance to come back.
After a while it was completely silent not a ring was heard. "Alright, I'll see you later everyone," he said in his fake deep voice. Wes was shocked with his actions.
"What was that Crow?!" he angrily walked to him.
Crow shrugged brushing off that radio show. "I told you I do not do brony stuff," he repeated to Wes who was walking alongside him.
As soon as Crow came to the desk he tapped his fingers. "Show me the message, now," he demanded Wes ran to the machine.
"Dear Crow, this message is to tell you to keep up the work you've done, it's amazing, your rates have become higher than ever last show, and I am going to make your paycheck 20% cooler. Your boss and friend Mr. Alpine," the recording said in a happy voice.
Crow smiled. "Yes," he leapt to the air lightly he then heard a chuckle from Wes he ignored it though.
"Have a good night, Wes, I'll see you tomorrow," he said putting his trench coat on as he walked. "Oh, and honestly you're a brony? Never talk about to me please," with that Crow shut the door loudly.
Crow walked the streets a little careful he is not to find some . . . unwanted attention. As he walked it began to rain he ran for a while until he made it to his house. Quickly he ran to the doorstep and unlocked the apartment door. Crow sighed as he knew he could be in better places. Especially on New Years Eve. "Yey, another year," he brought a hand across his short black hair.
Crow turned on the TV flipping it to the news. Ah FOX News, the best News station out there. Crow snickered as he thought that. It was only mere moments away from midnight. Crow counted along with the crowd. Soon came zero and he took the last sip of his drink and went to bed. He wasn't really feeling hungry tonight. As he closed his eyes he felt something in his hand something like paper.
Crow opened his eyes and looked to the paper. It read one simple thing. "Congratulations," that's all that it was.
Crow turned the paper at the turn of the paper he felt light headed and fell on his bed.
Equestria 2013, Jan.1
Crow grumbled as he got to his feet a little weak from the blindness. "What the heck happened?" he pondered rubbing his hand through his black hair. "Hi there Mister what's your name?" a female asked obviously she had WAY to much sugar.
"Ugh . . ." Crow rubbed his head.
"Hi Ugh, my name's Pinkie Pie!" she said Crow thinks that girl was leaping around him.
Crow scratched his head. "No, I'm Crow, Crow Waller," he cut in seeing the figure stop mid jump.
"Oh, hi Crow Waller!" the figure said finally Crow began to regain his vision.
Crow began seeing pink, green, and brown in a oddly light color and how'd it get into his house? "OK, Pinkie Pie, wh-" with that his vision cleared.
Crow followed with a tumble to the ground. "Whoa!" he said simply falling backwards next to an apple tree.
"Ooh that looks fun," Pinkie Pie said smiling at the Human wearing a trench coat. With that the pink pony fell next to the same apple tree. "That is fun," she giggled and soon stopping followed by a gasp and she was gone.
"What the heck, was that?" he pondered that was just . . . odd what he just saw. "Geez, I don't think I'm in New York anymore," he admitted to himself tapping his chin.
Crow didn't waste much time to begin walking. Whatever he's seeing he's hoping this is just a dream. One reason My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic shouldn't have never aired.