It was about 9 am when I decided to stop watching her run around the lounge and make some breakfast. I made my own cereal and noticed her whinnies of fun stop. I felt rubbing up against my leg, and looked down to a very hungry looking pony staring at me. I thought for a second of what she could eat. Normal horses eat hay, flowers and grass but this one might have different tastes. I knelt down and picked her up, then placed her gently on the counter.
“What do you want?” I teased.
She walked around the side for a while, looking for something to eat. I opened the cupboard for her to look around. I chuckled to myself and was actually surprised when she pulled out some coffee cake, a cookie bag, and my tub of muffins. She grinned at me, waiting for me to open one, and so that’s what I did. I ripped open the bag of cookies and broke one in half for her to nibble on. She sat down and began to eat away at the biscuit, getting crumbs everywhere. She licked her lips, pulled out another one and devoured it before I could even reach forward to stop her.
“Wow, you’re quick!”
She went to get another, so I quickly snatched the bag. I couldn’t have her eating too much. Jeez, I didn’t even know if it was safe for her to eat! She stopped for a second, confused as to why I had taken the bag away. Then she stared at me, looking me directly in the eyes. I had to admit, she put on a really good act, but I broke from the trance created by her cuteness. I left the kitchen with my bowl of cereal and sat down in the lounge. I flicked on the TV and put on some morning cartoons for her to watch. The actual show had only 4 minutes left but she was still enjoying the crap out of it. When the adverts started, I noticed a commercial for some kids show, I couldn’t quite catch the name, but it had a pony on it with the same features as her. Pink, fluffy hair, huge eyes, round head, tiny snout. I was really inspecting the character on screen.
Suddenly, the TV went blank and I noticed her, rolling over the remote. She’d nicked the remote while I wasn’t looking and pressed the power button. I tried to shake the very familiar character out of my head and proceeded to eat my breakfast. She clambered up the side of the sofa and sat next to me. Her eyes started to close, and she rubbed up against me. I slowly lowered my hand and began to stroke her mane carefully, ensuring I didn’t startle her or get my hand caught in any knots in her huge, thick pink hair. She didn’t seem to mind, so I continued. Once I finished my cereal, I got up slowly and put my bowl in the sink, and returned to the living room to pet her. She yawned and began to dose off. I began to remember all the questions that came to my head when I first found her.
What was she?
Where did she come from?
Why was she here?
Who does she belong to?
What’s her name?
All these questions that I couldn’t answer were rushing through my head like tidal waves. Then suddenly, it struck me. How I will be able to hide her?