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// Chapter 1 
// Story: Pink 
// by DarthMalentai 
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	“No…Stephanie listen to me, you don’t understand. What you saw wa-” 
“What do you mean? I saw you with her, hugging, kissing. What was there not to see? Clearly you think-”Stephanie replied back coldly.
“Stephanie, why do you think I never told you who the rest of my family was? That was my sister, and her best friend jus-”I retorted, hoping that this would defuse the situation enough.
“I don’t care if her best friend just kicked the can! I thought we had-“
“Steph…Don’t you start that up again. We HAVE something together, and that will stay unless you keep melodramatic after every single one of these events. Remember that party a few weeks ago? Those guys I was hanging out with were my friends in Elementary school and I hadn’t seen them since,” I explained for the ump-teenth time. “Besides they wanted me to come over to one of their apartments for help with a project they were doing, not to go find prostitutes to bang.”
“Fine but I think we should take a break from this for a while,” Stephanie sighed, obviously irritated beyond measure.
“Okay, so…Huh…” I couldn’t think of anything else to say so I just motioned for excusing myself and she nodded. Walking out of her apartment, down to my car, and getting in had gone by in a slight trance. Stephanie should have known I wouldn’t cheat on her. I mean yea, I can see where she thought I crossed the line but it doesn’t help that my parents had decided to become a foster home. I had lost count after 25 “adopted” siblings, as I dubbed all who had come through my parents’ door. Occasionally I had to step in when they wanted to go out for their anniversary or some other rare occasion that they couldn’t watch the foster children. 
Driving back to my apartment, I pondered that last few days events. If there was anything that could have been changed in these last couple of days, I wouldn’t know where to start. A few days ago found out that my best friend had ended up dead in an alleyway in downtown Lawrenceville, the day after that my father ended up in a traffic accident. Then yesterday, which was what me and Stephanie were arguing about, came to pass with Brad’s party. Those who were there either knew Brad, a friend of Brad, or could just hear the music. The last people I had expected to see were a few of my friends from long time ago, and to hear one had gotten married blew my mind.
As the party had gotten slow, my old friends had mentioned that that night was actually their “Game” night. I had no idea what games they were but my girlfriend had gotten the wrong message, and then proceeded to throw a fit for me wanting to reconnect with old friends. Today only confirmed that what we had is probably over now, no matter what she says.
Looking out and paying a whole lot more attention to the road, I noticed that someone was behind me in the distance. Paying that no mind I turned left at Main Street and Saxon drive, and proceeded to drive off into a more sketchy part of town. After a little ways I looked back up and noticed that the light was still behind me, and looked like it was starting to grow. Putting it out of mind, I continued down the street until I felt like I was close enough to use my garage door opener. I pressed the button then I was blinded with a bright light. 
The last thing I hear is the tearing of metal before I black out.
-Canterlot Throne room-
“..And the eligibility for those who are above poverty should be reduced and those who are IN poverty should be given a real place to live instead of the places that are behind our homes. Just last week I saw one of them take one of the garden fixtures I had, and it was one of my favorites,” The noble said, full of sorrow at the end.
Celestia couldn’t understand why this noble had to bring up something that was completely boring. This noble had droned on for a good hour and a half about poverty, and anything relating to how he and his friends had their various lawn ornaments taken by the homeless. The idea that such things being taken was funny in of itself, even if the owners of said items didn’t find it amusing in the least. Celestia was about to say something when a large flash filled the room. Using her wings to block out most of the light, Celestia wondered what had the audacity to pop up during the best part of this noble’s complaint and petitioning.
As the light faded, Celestia looked out, noticing nothing different in the immediate area. The noble who had been speaking was curled up on the ground whimpering. 
“Don’t worry, Bright Coin, the scary light is gone now,” Celestia said, teasingly. Not to be mistaken for being cruel she had to say a few things in a more child-like tone then she liked. At her teasing tones, the noble got up quickly, embarrassment evident across his whole body.
“A-ah y-yes. A-As I was saying…”The noble looked towards Celestia, a look of ‘Let me out of here’ evident in his stance and how he was speaking. 
“Continue, please,” Celestia prompted the noble.
“Ummm...” the noble muttered, clearly flustered. Then the noble’s face takes on a very confused look, his gaze cast above Celestia a little ways.
-Luthor-
The only thing registering was pain. Well… that and the possibility of talking in the background but mainly pain was taking over as the first thing being felt. 
“Oohhhh..” I groaned out in pain. Trying to get to my legs, which turned out to be a bad idea as I had no sense of balance as I couldn’t see anything at the moment. “Am I now blind?” I thought to myself. As I felt myself start to fall forward, I took in the fact that I couldn’t see and that I was falling. The only response I had was to scream….Not a proud moment.
As I fell, thinking my life was over, I hit something soft. At the contact I immediately latched onto whatever it was, and felt myself starting to swing, or something. While swinging I felt what must have been the most comfortable thing in the world, then I proceeded to crash into something which earned an ‘oompf’ from me.
As I started to regain sight, what I saw would have reduced lesser men (present people considered) to gulp in fear at looking into what must have been two giant as hell shiny orbs. As my sight got better, and while I was still looking at the orbs, I could make out that I had landed on a white cliff and the two orbs before me had magenta…iris..’s.
“Uhh… Hi?” I said aloud.
“Um… Where did you come from?” The giant hulking being asked me.
“America,”I say, somewhat fearful for my life. “And may I make a suggestion?”
“What is that?” The giant said. Yep definitely sounds like a woman.
“Don’t eat me, I am chewy,” I said, hoping that being amusing would deter being food for later. A soft chuckle is what I got and I was happy for that.
“Don’t worry little dragon, I will not eat you,” the giantess said. Wait…Dragon? I look around me quickly and see that I have scales in probably the worst color ever.
Pink.
Yes, I and the color Pink go way back. Pepto-Bismol being the main culprit beside all of those super girly toys and what not. Especially after that fiasco a year ago when what friends I had at the time had decided to take my car to paint shops and got it completely turned pink, I mean EVERYTHING. I mean don’t get me wrong with a little smidge of pink here or there to make something look better but when you have seen enough pink as I have, it makes you sick.
“Huh..” I huff out.
“What?” The giantess lets out, slightly confused.
“I hate pink,” I say, still looking at what I have on my new body. Wings were something I noticed right after the color. Well that and claws but other than that, I lacked spines that the dragons I had grown up used to (Harry potter series and other dragon related places) would have along their spine, and as far as I was aware, I was squishy.
“Oh, and why is that?” the giantess asked, curiosity being held back by a calm demeanor and what must have been years of practice.
“Well if you grew up how I did, then almost every girly-girl foster child that came through had half of their stuff pink. Sorry I didn’t catch your name?” I asked, a little rushed for some odd reason.
“Oh my… I am Princess Celestia, Co-ruler of-”She was interrupted by someone behind me.
“UNCLAW THE PRINCESS VILE BEAST!” Shouted what looked like a guard, in what must have been gold armor. 
I look back at Celestia and give her a pleading look, and a simple nod towards the ground. She must have understood because the next thing I know I am floating. I look towards Celestia again, utter surprise on my face. From where I guess I landed, it must have been on her face, and the idea of that made me ALMOST laugh out loud.
“So…. You can put me down at any time, princess,” I say, looking at the guard then back to her.
“Oh but why?” Celestia said, a grin spread across her face. “You look so cute.”