Visions Journal

by enigmaMystere


Entry 1

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Okay, so I decided to keep a journal of all the stuff I see. This isn’t a journal in the traditional sense, as...one sec.

Sorry, I had to break up a fight between a troll and a pony. Anyways, I have recently been seeing ponies, alternian trolls, one puffball and a weeping angel. Thankfully, that last one wasn’t here for long.

Don’t worry, I’m not crazy, or anything. I just have an extremely strong imagination that seemed to resurface a few days ago. You know how kids have imaginary friends? That’s kind of what I’m going through right now. There’s no way to make them go away, though. Unless they choose to do so of their own will.

Even as I’m typing, one of the ponies is cuddling up next to me. This particular pony has become quite fond of me, from what I can tell, and I’m torn over how I should feel about this. I mean, her feelings are obvious due to her blushing. I swear, I noticed her trying to sneak glances at me when she thinks I’m not looking.

...heh, she’s so cute when she blushes.

But that’s beside the point! I should be typing up all that happened today!

So, anyways, this evening, when I was playing a mystery video game with my mum, Twilight kept pointing out things to do. In all honesty, she was correct most of the time. The only thing she messed up with involved the use of earth technology. So that’s understandable.

Karkat and Pinkie got into a fight when he made fun of her cupcakes. I had to get Rainbow and Applejack to separate them, as I couldn’t really touch her. Pinkie and Karkat have had six fights in a third of the number of days. It’s starting to become a nuisance.

Pinkie was at work with me again today, though Fluttershy was there to keep her out of my hair. I’m truly grateful to have such a nice Pegasus to help keep things in line. Yes, she is really keeping them out of trouble. I don’t really know why...

I should really end this journal entry, since I really have nothing else to say. That, and Sweetie Belle, Nepeta, and Fluttershy want me to sing them a lullaby. I’m not a good singer, but they don’t really seem to mind.

...heh, Sweetie just called me “big brother”. That is just too cute. It’s not as cute as Fluttershy’s drowsy face, though, what with her half-closed eyes and small blush.

~ Enigma, out. ~