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// Things do not go along with plans 
// Story: Too Sexy for Equestri(a) 
// by PenileCorrectionSurgery 
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“Bring.” Said the alarm clock. “Bring bring.”

Michael heard the alarm clock, but decided against his better judgement that he should ignore it and continue to be asleep in his comfortable bed. He rolled over onto the other side of his body in order to remain feeling the comforting warmth of his bed. Michael was happy.

“Bring.” The alarm clock continued, regardless.

“ok alarm clock.” sighed Michael. “I shall awaken now to prevent your continued noise making.”

Michael stood up from his comfortable bed and pressed the off button on the alarm clock. It stopped making the bringing noise that it had been previously. Michael was feeling a little bit groggy in the mornings, and was still tired from his recently stopped sleeping. He looked at his clothes on the floor that he now had to put on, and considered that it would be more comfortable to return to his sheets and pillows that were so nice to him previously. Michael promptly stopped thinking of this occurrence as he remembered that he must be arriving at work on time in order for him to remain at his job, which he required for money to buy his food etc.

With his clothes on, the same clothes that he had been wearing the day before, as he had not had any other ones cleaned in time for today, Michael went into his bathroom in order for him to wash his face and to clean his teeth with a brush. This prevented him from being unable to interact with the other people, as he did not have bad teeth and breath any more. Following this occurrence, Michael went through the hall to the next room of his flat in order to collect his items together that he would need for his work day today. These items included papers, mobile telephone etc. 

Michael left out of the front lobby of the flat that he lived in and onto the road beyond in order for him to catch as bus towards his desired location, which was his place of work. He worked at a small telephone marketing company in which people in employment by the company would contact others in their homes in the hope of persuading them to spend their money on an item or service. Michael did not enjoy his job very much as he found it boring and he did not receive a large amount of money, although he did enjoy the money which he made by working at the job. Michael considered this fact and thought about how that was what life was like for many people in the world. 

At the bus stop, there were a number of people already waiting for the same bus that Michael was. He stood among them and looked at the things which they were doing. Some of them were on their telephones, communicating with others in another location, others were simply sitting in quiet reading or looking around like michael himself. He looked back at the large, grey box that was the tower in which he was living, and considered it. He looked at the very old and dusty Moskvitch automobile parked close to the tower, and thought about them both. He wondered what it would have been like for the people living in the past in this region, when there were bad men in charge who weren’t voted for and these towers and cars were being made.

In a short period of time, the bus arrived at the bus stop as was scheduled and the waiting people got onto it to get to their respective places of work. Michael, being one of the above people, also entered the bus at this point. several of the people on the bus started to give Michael unusual looks on their faces, and he could not think of why they may have been doing such a thing. He smiled back at them to try to make a more friendly atmosphere but they apparently did not want such a thing, as they looked in other directions when this occurred. Michael was feeling quite perplexed at this situation, but felt too afraid to ask a person for the reasons for it happening. 

After some time, the bus got closer into the centre of the town in which Michael lived, and the traffic got quite full of automobiles in every direction. The bus was having trouble to move forwards towards its destination at all. Being quite close to his place of work, Michael asked the driver of the bus politely if he would be able to get off at this point, despite that it was not a bus stop area. The driver said that it was fine and allowed Michael to exit the bus, but he was giving him the same unusual look that the passengers of the bus were giving him. Michael disliked this. Now free from the bus, he made his walking speed be increased by an amount in order for him to arrive before the time in which he would be considered late.

Michael burst into his workplace moments before the correct time had passed and notified his boss that he had indeed arrived on time. He walked over to his small cubicle area and breathed deeply from the large amount of effort that he had put in to get here at the right time. He looked at the computer screen which was in front of his face and considered how it was old and did not always work as intended. This made Michael frustrated at times with the computer. He logged in with his correct name and pass-word and started up the program of telephoning people. He could hear the other people in his area doing the same thing. The work was only quite small, with around 20 or so people working for it. Michael was aware that some of these places had many more people working in them at a time.

After many unsuccessful telephone calls, Michael stopped for a while in order for him to rest and to have a small cup of water from the supplied cooling machine near the telephoning area. While he was drinking his water and considering things, Michael heard  that his boss was approaching him from behind and wished for his attention.

“Michael.” The boss said, “I have a piece of work that I would like you to do, it will allow you to have a time of not doing the telephoning.”

Michael turned around to face his boss and answer his offer. “Of course, boss. I will do th-”

He was cut from speaking by an interjection from the boss. “Oh for the sake of God, Michael!” He shouted. “I have said to you on many occasions that you must not be wearing homosexual clothing when you are at work, I consider it to be of offense.”

“But sir,” began michael to defend himself from the bosses hurtful words. “I am not a homosexual, I just want to watch the American show “My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic”, not have sex with other males!” 

“I do not care for your excuses Michael,” the boss returned. “I will have to let you leave for doing this on multiple occasions. I cannot employ homosexuals.”

“But-” Said Michael, but it was too late. Michael had been fired. He now understood why all of the people on the bus had been looking at him unusually - they believed him to be a homosexual and therefore did not want to be associated. He could not think how he could have missed that the rainbow on the character “Rainbow Dash” could have meanings of homosexuality. He looked down at the blue pony on his shirt and was sad. This was the end of Michael being able to make himself money to pay for his rent; he thought about how he may now have to not have a home and be instead living like the poor people on the roads in news papers. He was scared.

Michael wanted to not be involved with other people on the way to be leaving to go back to his home, as as such decided it would be best to take a way home that was free mostly of people to think of him as a homosexual. He found a small alleyway and went down into it, as it was leading in the direction that he wished to go into. 

Very soon, Michael found himself to not know where he was. The buildings around him were large and prevented him from being able to see where he was located, this made Michael feel anxious as he was not protected from attack. He began to consider that it may have been a better choice to have tot decided to return to his home through this route. Up ahead, a group of men spilled out from a doorway. They had many tattoos on their skins and their hair was cut in such a way that it was very short so that it almost wasn’t there. The men laughed a lot and appeared to have drunk too much alcohol before being here. They made Michael feel uncomfortable so he made attempts to not be seen by any of them, but it did not work.

One of the men turned around and saw Michael standing in the centre of the alley. He made a face that showed disgust and pointed to Michael so his friends were also aware that he was there. “What are you doing in this area, homosexual?” He said in an unfriendly voice which made Michael feel like things were not going a good way.

“You are not welcome here.” Another one of the men said.

“It is not safe for homosexuals such as you in this place.” A third man entered the conversation.

“I apologise for this mistake.” Michael said in a broken way. “I will be leaving now as you wish.” He turned around to go away and was prepared if he needed to to run away from the men. 

“I do not think that that will be happening.” Laughed a man from behind.

The group began to come towards Michael in a threatening manner and as such he attempted to flee the area, but the men were too fast and they were also strong. They attacked Michael with a lot of force and they kicked and punched him until he bled. He bled from many areas such as his mouth and nose. The men kept shouting while they were kicking at Michael. they told him about his homosexuality. Michael felt unhappy because he was being attacked for being a homosexual when he was in fact not one. He wished that he had not worn this shirt today as it had made much trouble.

While the men were still kicking at Michael in his stomach and groin regions, a bright flashing of light appeared behind them. Michael saw it from behind his eyelids and decided to open his eyes in order to see what the light was. He saw the character “Princess Celestia” from the My Little Pony television programme. The magical alicorn pony then shot at all the bad men and the men fell to the ground as they had been killed by the pony.

“Hello Michael” Said Princess Celestia as she walked over to where Michael was lying down in the birt and blood that was on the ground. “Quickly, you must come with me as we leave to the Equestrian world, or you will be dead.”

Michael made attempts to crawl towards the pony but he had been made very weak and could not achieve this. As such, Princess Celestia picked him up with her golden glow of magic and placed his injured self onto her back. Michael saw another bright flashing light beam before all the world disappeared from his view. The world had become black and gone.

To be continued