//------------------------------// // Pink Prologue. // Story: Bright and Pink // by Somepinkfag //------------------------------// "Dude, shut the fuck up! It's not funny!" Daniel yelled over Nathan and Josh's laughing. Part of Daniel's face was bright red, compared to his white skin, showing easily. This all happened because Nathan was attempting to show and teach Josh and Daniel how and why he does a little bunny hop on his toes when he fights or spars, but Daniel had failed epicly and leaned too much forward, falling flat on his face. "Ye should've seen yer face, mate!" Josh said, his truly Australian accent showing, before he burst back into laughing. His face turning red from all the laughing. "I toldja not to lean too much forward, but you did anyways." Nathan pointed out, trying to stop laughing, but it did no good. Josh was an Australian that was born in Australia, obviously. His parents got killed in a car crash a few years ago, so he moved to America with some of the money he had, and bought a relatively small apartment in a somewhat good area. Nathan and Daniel were both his favorite best friends because they helped him out, and its also why he took Kickboxing, just for the fun of it. Daniel on the other hand, was born in America, but he was just as athletic as Nathan was, unlike most Americans that weren't athletic whatsoever. Daniel's favorite sport was Soccer, which he liked to practice with Nathan and Josh, because he hoped someday he would make it into one of the Major League Soccer teams, but so far he had no luck getting into a regular league. Eventually, you and Josh stopped laughing, aside from all the small giggles here and there. All three of you stood up and looked at each other, nothing being said. It only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like ten years could of passed, and you didn't even realize it. After your so-called stare down, you hopped on your toes, doing a roundup, then finishing it with a back flip right after. "Bruh, I don't know why you aren't in gymnastics yet, you do the weirdest shit sometimes. The best part is that you're not even using a springy floor or whatever!" Daniel pointed out as he stuck his hand out at Nathan with a what-the-fuck expression smacked onto his face, Josh laughing so hard, that he made inhaling click sounds as he fell to the floor, clutching his stomach. "God damn it, Josh. You laugh at every little thing." Daniel said, looking at Josh as he had a giggle, mate. Nathan was still standing where he was, drinking Gatorade out of a Gatorade bottle as he watched the true action go down. He slightly grinned as Daniel sat down with his what-the-fuck expression on his face. After that, a few conversations went on between you three as you all chilled, drinking Gatorade and munching on some of Nathan's muffins that he made recently. Nathan got all the awards for his amazing muffins, which Josh said. Which he was munching on a banana nut muffin, his favorite kind. Daniel agreed with Josh as he quickly destroyed three blueberry muffins. Nathan ate only one strawberry swirl muffin before he stood up to go clean himself up. Josh and Daniel did the same. Nathan had just finished his shower, and was spiking his hair up. He slid on his brand new Rockstar padded suit, Plugging in his music and putting a song on, he walked out of the washroom, grabbing his backpack. He waved bye to Josh and Daniel as he walked outside into the warm summer air, sliding his pair of shades with a neon pink stripe on the side. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RhmUnk454MA He walked up to his custom-colored bright blue 2015 Honda CB1000R. He took off his shades and unplugged his music, sliding on his brand new pitch black helmet, which had a Heads Up Display on it. He bought it on Amazon, and it got delivered to him a week later. Amazon was cool like that. He got onto his motorcycle, starting it. The HUD popped up, saying hello, then switching to his RPM, MPH, etc. His music turned on as He put it in neutral, backing up as he looked both ways. When he finally got it to where he could show off, Daniel and Josh walked out and looked at him. He revved his bike, redlining it as the 998cc four cylinder engine. After all his showing off, he put it in first and took off, looking both ways before he took off into the cool summer night. And he was home in no time, or about ten minutes. Nathan woke up in the morning with some major bedhead, and declared his couch to be the second softest thing in his house, but his neck crooked a cranny, and he didn't like it one bit. "pour l'amour de BAISE!" He yelled as he strained a muscle in his neck, falling onto the hard wooden floor. He groaned as he stroked the long muscle on the right side of his neck, laying on his back. He lied there for several minutes, getting up as he heard his phone go off, and it was across the living room. He slowly got up, but then tried to sprint. The only problem was that he was still in his neon pink Nike Elites, which were slippery, and he ended up falling on his face. It was almost comical, asides from the fact that this was real life. After he cursed in both equal French and English, he got up and answered the phone. "Bonjour belle , comment était votre journée?" He asked, trying to make his girlfriend judge him on using French when she spoke English with a tiny bit of fluent French. "Oh shut up you short cuddlebear." She remarked as you giggled at her response, your deep voice echoing through the empty apartment. After he stopped laughing, he remarked back. "Aye, today you said we would have our sleep over, so I'm going to go get packed right now." You said, looking at the clock. 1:32. One fucking thirty two. "Baise... I'll call you back after I'm done packing, I love you." He said as he rushed into his bedroom, pressing the hang up button before she could say I love you back. True boyfriends do that. It was time to get packed, and he packed everything. When he said pack everything, he packed his Nike Mercurial Vapor 9's and his Hockey skates, which were the Bauer Mission AC7 Inhalers. He also packed five pairs of everything, including his Skittle Nike Elite socks, which he always kept clean, and hes only worn them once. He packed a few pairs of his Nike gym shorts, which two were black, one was pink, one was Barcelona colored, and the other was neon blue. Your shirts were similar, but instead you had one Barcelona jersey, which had your name on it, and the rest were pink, white, and two neon blue ones. She lived right next, and I mean literally right next to a soccer field and trail, so it was basically good for hanging out and being active. You had packed three soccer balls, which were all the Nike 290 gram Football with the circular red ring, and you liked it. You found that they were easier to kick because they were almost 200 grams lighter, which somehow made a difference. After making sure you had everything, you slid a Pittsburgh Penguins hoodie on and walked out of your apartment, carrying your cleats in your backpack along with your skates. Your triple ball bag was on top of your bag as you walked out, making sure it was closed. You walked out into the warm summer afternoon, and was immediately assaulted with a cool breeze, but something about it felt off. It felt like something inside you was trying to stick out, like that feeling when you drink an alcoholic drink too quick. You excused the breeze, and took a step forward. It was all fine, until you realized that you fell through the ground, everything still in your hands. You closed your eyes and felt a slightly warmer sun hit you as you fell through the sky, the gravity feeling slightly, but not noticeably different. You opened your eyes and immediately blacked out, only seeing a portion of what it was. You were falling out of the sky, but below was a town, and the clouds seemed fluffier. Fast forward two months later... "And that's how I somehow ended up in Equestria! At least from what I remember..." Nathan said with a tiny bit of happiness in his voice, looking at all seven of the ponies in front of him. "You forgot the part where Rainbow Dash attempted to save you, but only slowed your fall, and you still got injured!" Pinkie said, embarrassing Rainbow, and making Nathan wince. "Its fine, I weigh about four times as much as you ponies do, at least I didn't die." Nathan said, looking at Pinkie in her big, blue, and energetic eyes. Pinkie had been the one that had stayed every day ever since he landed in Equestria... More like crashed in Equestria. He had fallen into a coma, sustaining a few broken bones and sprains with multiple bruises and cuts, otherwise, he was fine. Pinkie wanted to throw him a "Welcome to Ponyville!" party, but he had to get better first. Pinkie didn't mind, Nathan was the only human in their world anyways, so it could wait. Now, all of this was about two years ago, lets start this story from where it really starts, eh? Two years later...