//------------------------------// // Enter the Box!!! (Edited 8-24-2015) // Story: A Boy and his Box // by Jake Witt //------------------------------// Another day, another lonely house. I am surprisingly glad to be downgraded. A huge... M word... M word... Mansion I thing? ...meh. Any way a giant house was a dumb idea, I couldn't find the front door! I'm alone in my thoughts, staring longingly at my laptop. No new ponEmail. May be I should go out more, make friends. Hey may be I should edit my dating BIO! [Will become anything you want.] EDIT. TYPE. [Will become anything you want except for mare, chrystal pony, changeling (ironically), griffin, zebra, alicorn, etc. Only Earth, Pegasus, Unicorn, or Winged Unicorn. The last one is a common mutation, but I can use both horn and wings.] Wait... Does Equestria even have the internet? I must find this out! As I get up from my sofa, my eyes wonder around the room. Why do I have a couch in the kitchen again? Meh, it is art. I walk into my gym/bedroom/game room. Funny, I swore my room had a private bath room. Hey a mirror! I walk up as a multicolored unicorn came into sight, mirroring me. Reds, oranges, pink, and... purple? I need a shower. I remember myself being a white stallion with red and orange flame styled hair and... yep. I still have blue eyes. Under a stain is a pencil cutie mark for some reason, I've had it for so long before the recent invention of the tools. I shake one of my box shaped hooves as other me does the same. "Waaaaaater buuucket!" I moan as nothing happens. Wait... Oh, I need that axe. I trot over to my only bath room and grab the "All Giver" iron axe from the refrigerator. I shook it as a water bucket appears above my head... WOAH! NOPE! Dang it I summoned a freezing ice bucket!! "I nominate Luna, Celestia, and my lamp! You have 24 hours!" I grab a clean towel as I laugh to myself at my dumb joke. "Hey, what about me?" a voice from behind asks. I know that voice, my knees grow weak and I nearly fall to the floor where I stood, "No! Not again! Why are you back? I took the meds! Y- YOU SHOULD BE GONE!!! You can't be here... Only nightmares returned that night... I- I embraced the thought- Humans are myths! A foal tale! You don't exist!" "Stop. He has been through too much these centuries. Last time we were in touch, all of his evidence to free you became useless in one final case. Let us take it from here." Princess Celestia said as Box rambled on to himself. "I know that's bull, but sure." We arrived to a small house, nothing special. Just a regular two story house with attic and garage. It was well kept outside, but inside it looked as if Discord owned the place! Heck, I thought I saw a glimpse of his tail somewhere! Unmatching wall paper and splatters of paint are on the walls, each room had different carpets with random tiles both wood and stone, and that's just the "demo to the game" so to speak! Now I'm here with new clothes in the Steve style, red bandana, and fresh buzz cut (to keep the minecraft flow). Expecting hugs, only to witness my little pony ice bucket challenge himself followed by tears falling with his body and crazed rambling that was slightly depressing. Especially the part where he mentioned avoiding everything red and blue to forget me. Box gets up and before turning to me, he has a pokéball in his hoof and summons a phoenix. "LUNA! Get that thing out of my head!" he exclaims with a tone of a mad man! I step in front of Luna, and found an Ultra ball in my inventory. I toss it like Ash Ketchup (or whatever his name is) and a red beam shot out of the ball and somehow sending the black and yellow ball back towards me, nearly "eclipsing" Celestia. Get it?! Out of the Ultra ball comes a BIG... GREEN... bulbasaur labeled [BULBIE]. Box stares at it, losing all emotion, sound, and sign of life. I'm serious, I think he stopped breathing! Wha- WHAT AM I LOOKING AT?! It is MY Bulbie, but how? ITS IMPOSSIBLE! She's been gone longer than Jake! A voice from both a forgotten memory and the boy in front of me spoke the last thing Jake said before his arrest. "Well, I hope you don't hate me. For the record, I'm sorry! I hope you can forgive me?" I snap back into reality. In my face is Bulbie with her head tilted and smiling her cute little smile. It really is my starter pokémon! Its been an hour or less since the bathroom incident happened. Celestia left us and Luna is halfway inside Box's bed room closet playing 'Halo: REACH' to pass the time. Behind her on the bed is Blubie and the pheonix ( [P. WRIGHT] ) is sleeping soundly. I sat on the firm side of the couch, next to me is a laptop with an unknown website on it. Box stares at a removed door with a crooked picture of the window behind him as he sighs. "Why do you have a laptop?" I ask looking for a random topic and something to end my curiosity. "Searching for the mare of my dreams. Oh and I have free Netflix." he answers still staring at the pictures. "But Equestria doesn't have the internet," I pointed out, "How would you find a mare or stream movies?" "I dunno. I guess I'm ahead of my time? Others can not catch up to me, anyway." his voice distant as he spoke. "OK... So why is your house a mess?" Luna slams the bedroom door shut as Box looked as if he was being threatened. *DING!* The microwave made the noise, somehow calming him down. "Lunch IS ready!" he said, taking the microwave out of the oven. He then opens the little microwave and pulled some weird things (like a slinky and a possibly rubber chicken) out of the way. He bucks a exercise ball over my head, releasing another one with two wooden boards duct taped to it that falls in front of me. He has a bear shaped paper plate with tomato soup on it, an elegant bowl with a big spinach pizza covered in multiple sauces and spices with a sandwich on top inside, and a NORMAL looking lunch with fine china and silverware, and a dish I can not begin to describe, covered in rose petals of red and yellow. The last one was set aside for Luna, so I could pick either 'the bowl of what?' or 'Bloody Bear.' I chose the bear, better eat what's safe and normal looking. As I spawned bread to absorb it, Box tells me, "Don't do that. Just drink it." I do so to avoid offending him as he sets aside food for our animals... this isn't tomato soup! I was about to explain to him why my home is art, not a mess, when I noticed his face turning red, "Oh no. Don't tell me you can't handle my cooking? Was it the pepper, salsa, cinnamon, or jalepenjo?! I knew I messed something up! The ghost pepper and lime looked stale so I added lemon and- GAAAAHHHHH!! STUPID STUPID stupid!" I shouted at first to Lego then continued to scold myself. Luna walks in seeing Lego down a water bucket and me banging my head on a wall that used to be the basement ceiling. I have enough brain cells to remember stopping to watch her back away returning to my room. *BEEP! BEEP! HONK!!* As my car alarm door bell goes off, I grab my keys and shut it off. I dash off splashing a burning resistance potion on Lego and catch the door. I look out the window to see my art critics waiting, opening the door a blue unicorn in a suit, holding a clip board, speaks up, "This 'house of art' better be worth it.'" He sounded like a noble... A noble?! I blink a bit before cursing internally, "Wait... I thought you weren't coming until next week." A blue unicorn stallion steps in with two other fancy albino unicorn mares. "I must inform you, I have guests here and... Hey!" Box tries to inform while following them. I ran into his room and closed the door. "Thou alright?" Luna asks, pausing her game after another no scope kill to a grunt. A sound of cheering children followed, unstopped by the pause. "Three fancy unicorns just entered the house! What's going on?" I asked, hoping she knew. "Is one a blue stallion with two white mares?" I nodded. "That's Nebula, a famous artist and critic. He has terrible timing and patience and according to Box he is as harsh in his job as a pony suh-eye-mon co-well. What is a simon co-well, anyway?" I explained the best I could, having to suddenly segway from Simon to what "Britain" and "America" is. The door opens before I can rant about giant trucks as "WAIT! THAT'S NOT PART OF IT!!" became audible. Following that a trio in unison said, "Mr. Box. We're on a tight schedule!" A look Luna gave me said otherwise. "We would love to reschedule but the deadlines-" Luna shook her head, sighing. The doors opened allowing everybody to be in the room. Box was wide eyed, the three unicorns dropped their clip boards looking between me and Luna and the pokémobs on the bed, Luna raised an eyebrow, shrugged, then returned to her XBON game, and I was just standing with orange potion swirls floating off me from the potion. Oh, hey, I found glass on my face! I break the awkward silence with, "Hi. My name is Lego Craft. That's Luna-" Suddenly I was cut off by Box. "Obviously! Now. I think I should also inform you, my guests are not ordinary. I think my brother and Luna should... um... Take Bulbie and P.Wright outside for some air? And all will be explained." "Awkward~..." I said, slowly leaving. I just wanted to say that.