"JAKE! MAN! GET OUT HERE!"
I slowly look up from my PS VITA. I was currently playing Persona 4 golden and I had just gotten to the part where... Nanako...
Anyways! That's not the point! Today is Comicon or some place. I plan on cosplaying as Orpheus or a very bad version of the Persona 3 protagonist's first Persona. I even have the giant harp. the metal joints were kinda hard to create though. I've done a somewhat good job on it and my friend even decided to help with the harp. It was just cardboard and string though. It did look somewhat real. My brother was cosplaying as the Protagonist so it kinda would be like I was his Persona.
Now here's the point where someone would shout "I'm coming!" Or something. The thing is... I'm mute. I was born with some kind of serious problem in my vocal chords that the doctors couldn't fix due to me being too young and by the time I was old enough for it to be fixed it would have been too serious to operate on. Either way I'm stuck not talking but I have an amazing memory. Meh, I'll continue.
I stand up from my chair and open my bedroom door. There he was, standing in his Arisato Minato costume, and was P'OED!
"We have an hour to get there and get in line! It's already packed full so I wanted to get there somewhat early! Can you get your head out of... whatever that game is before I lose my head?!" He yells at me.
I roll my eyes and facepalm, the universal sign for forget it, and slam the door.
From the other side of the door I can hear him sigh. He did learn some sign language, mostly due to it being only me and him at home most the time, so we can at least communicate to a degree, But he never uses it to talk to me, only when I need to talk to him.
As you can guess we live in the place where Comicon was taking place this year. It's kinda easy to get in lines but still...
I'm going to speed it up a bit....
Blah blah blah, We got in line and got in... Blah blah blah.
Alright, Here's where I got the evoker.
I walk over to the vendors booths. On one of them is a pretty well crafted pure steel Evoker.
"Hm? Oh hey, Jake. Isn't that something that is in one of those persona games you play?" He asks me.
I nod. He walks over and looks at the price tag and slaps a twenty in my hands.
I sign him 'Thank you' and I walk over. I look at the vendor and shudder.
That face... He has to be in cosplay...
I point to the Evoker and hold out the twenty.
The vendor nods and takes it. I pick up the Evoker and smile.
"I hope you have a good time..." He says as I turn.
"Orpheus."
What?
"Jake? You don't look so good." My brother says.
I give a thumbs up, feeling a little dizzy. I hear a thump a bit away. A cosplayer has just fallen over, unconscious. Several others fall after than.
Ugh... I don't feel good...
I hold my head as I stagger, tripping over a costume, or is that a unconscious cosplayer, and falling headfirst on a plant.
"Jake!" My brother calls out.
Ow. I hope the harp isn't broken. That took forever to make.
I let out a groan as close my eyes, tired.
"Jake! Jake! Hold on!" My bro's voice starts to fade as I fall unconscious.
My eyes slowly flicker open. I'm on a... beach.
"Hello?" A voice chimes.
"I'm trying to die here." I mutter.
Wait... HOLY MOTHER OF IZANAMI! I CAN TALK?!
"Are you serious?" The voice says again.
"I feel like... shit." I mutter again.
I SHALL EMBRACE THIS GIFT FROM THE HEAVENS! and I have to not freak out in front of this person.
The voice gasps.
"Mommy says we don't use that language!"
Ohhh great. It's a child.
"Sorry." I mutter.
I manage to move my aching neck up to see... purple hooves?
... What?
I move my head up to notice... It's Dinky. Freaking Dinky.
"Uuuuuuughhhh...." I moan slamming my head into the sands.
"Are you ok Mister?" She asks again.
"Nooo!" I moan before sitting upright and spitting sand out of my mouth.
Sand usually has a gritty taste... why couldn't I taste anything... considering there was a scrap of seaweed as well...
Dinky giggles.
"You're a funny... thing." She says.
"I'm human." I say, taking in my surroundings.
I was right. It was a beach. There were vacation homes distant in the back and beach chairs and umbrellas stuck everywhere. Oddly, it was empty except for the few brave ponies who have stayed or didn't care.
Must be because of me.
"You don't look human. Lyra showed me a few of her books and I saw humans to be less... shiny." She says.
"Hm?"
I look down at my legs. Sure enough they were metallic and I had lost my feet. My joints were the same metal joints that I remember on my Orpheus costume. I moved up on to my torso. The speaker was surely there. I pulled one of my hands that I buried in the sand without noticing out and look at them. Metal.
".... Well Fuck me." I mutter and fell over backwards, losing conciseness.
"Mister?! Mister! I'm going to get mommy!" Dinky's voice got farther and farther as I lied there in blissful sleep.
I just had a moment of Deja Vu there.
"Moooooommmyyyy!" Dinky cried, running all the way to the juice bar where her mother, Derpy Hooves, was talking with her husband, Time Turner.
"Hm? What is it?" Derpy sweetly asked her child.
"Thing... Mister... Passed out... On beach!" She said, gasping.
Derpy and Turner didn't quite understand, but a passed out pony on the beach, especially when it was getting to high tide, was dangerous.
"Where are they?" Turner asked.
"Follow me!" Dinky gasped, running down the beach with her mother and father in tow.
They arrived at the strange thing that Dinky was talking about in a secluded part on the beach.
"Over there! I was talking to him and I asked him what he was and he said he was human and-" Dinky said, stopping to take a breath.
"Slow down Dinky. What happened?" Time asked, wary.
"I wanted to have a friend who didn't call me a blank flank so I started talking to him and then be started to look at himself and fell over!" She explained.
Time Turner looked over at his wife's crosseyed gaze.
"Uh dinky.. Why don't you and mommy go back to the house?" Derpy suggested.
"But-" Dinky protested.
"No buts Missy. It could be dangerous." Time said.
Dinky gasped and crossed her front hooves, pouting.
"Muffin..." Derpy said, petting her head.
"He's my friend. I can tell he's lonely..." She said, still pouting.
Time sighed.
"Fine... But stay with Mommy ok?" He said, softly.
Dinky nodded.
"Mommy and Daddy are just worried about you..." Derpy explained.
"I understand..." Dinky sighed.
The three ponies cautiously approached the supposed sleeping figure.
What a weird dream that was... I've read waaaaayyyy too much fan fiction for tonight...
I slowly open my eyes... to be met with a brown pony.
"GAAAHHH!"
"GAAAH!"
OH COME ON! CAN'T I CATCH A BREAK??
"Mister!!"
"D-dinky?" I stutter out.
Brain to jake? Come in. This is not a dream, I repeat, THIS IS NOT A DREAM! ABORT ALL PROGRAMING!!!
"Dinky!!"
AND NOW DERPY?!
"Uhhhhh.... is this real life?" I utter out.
Dinky giggles.
I look over at Mr brown pony, who I can safely assume is Time Turner... Or maybe he's the doctor in this universe... Either way, he's not happy.
Buuut the look on Derpy's face is adorable... Snap out of it Jake!
"S-should we get the guard??" Derpy says.
"Nooooo! Nononononono! You don't need to do that!"
I DO NOT PLAN TO BE ARRESTED ON MY FIRST DAY IN EQUESTRIA! DREAM OR HALUCINATION! Wait, if I can speak...
"But..." Derpy utters out.
"I won't hurt you. I'm simply here at the wrong time and in the wrong place..." I explain.
Last thing I need is a mass panic.
She remains silent until she looks over at Time Turner. He looks back and they walk out of the small area I'm in, Dinky following.
"So... I'll just wait.... Here?" I say.
Welp... What a fat lot of good this did. Why am I talking- er... thinking with a English accent?
I sit there for a good... Hour? I dunno. I lost my watch when I came to Equestria... Or maybe it's still there.
"Alright." Time says, walking back in.
"Yes?" I mutter.
"We'll let you stay with us until we get back to ponyville." He said.
I resist to fist pump... and fail miserably.
"YES!" I yell.
"But!" He said.
"Yes?" I groan.
"When we get back, we're talking you straight to the Princess." He said.
"What!?" I yell.
If it's twilight.... Oh god... I'm doomed!
"You heard me! If you dare harm a hair on Dinky's mane then I swear I'll-." he started to threaten until Derpy held up a hoof from outside.
"Ok." I groan again.
Welp. I'm doomed. Again.
"Well, We better get back to our room. It's getting late." Derpy says, walking in with Dinky on her back.
Time nods then glares at me.
"I understand..." I mutter.
I'm at a Greaaat start here...
I start to follow the brown earth pony until they got to something that looks like a beach house combined with a mansion. Well, atleast on the outside. They open the door... and well... It's just your average beach house.
Looks like I'm sleeping outside...
They enter and Dinky pulls me inside.
Wow. Being a mailmare and a clock... pony... gets you this kind of money?
She pulls me down a corner to a small room. Most likely her room.
"This is my room! It took us a lot of bits to get a place like this. But I helped save up for my Mommy and Daddy's anni... Uh.... They said they've been married for about 10 years now... so this would be their.." She started rambling.
I laugh a little.
"You mean their Tenth anniversary?" I ask.
She nods.
Wow. She's melting my heart.
I look out the window. There's a bar over across the road. The entire section of the place is guarded, most likely to keep foals from wandering in and seeing stuff they don't need to see at that age.
"Oh I see what they had in mind." I mutter.
"What?" She asks.
"Nothing. It's something that fillies like you shouldn't know 'til they're older." I explain.
She pouts.
Oh god no.
"I'm sorry." I simply say and turn my head to resist the face of the purple unicorn beside me.
I can hear a small wimper sound.
Aaaaaand I'm going to snap any second now.
"Grrrrrr! Dinky! Fine!" I groan.
I've had enough of my baby sister making that face. I don't need Dinky to do it too...
Her face brightens up.
"... When you're older." I smirk... er.... In my mind.
I don't think I actually have facial muscles anymore... I can kinda open and close my mouth and move my eyes, but If I speak, It kinda comes from the speaker on my stomach. I think it's a reference to mythology or something. Well, Atleast I have a really good poker face. Ain't nobo-pony getting stuff outta me.
"Aw! Come on!" She wines.
"Dinky! Time to get ready for bed!" Time calls from the hallway.
"Ok!" Dinky says.
She turns to me and says "I'll be right back.
I nod.
Ugh... I can't wait to- Wait... Can I even get home? Ugh I hate when reality sinks in...
I cautiously take off the harp on my back. I strum it once.
Yep. This is the real deal. I'm not on some kind of drugs or something.
I slowly put it back and sigh.
"Well, Better make the best of it." I mutter.
"I'm back Mister!" She said, walking in.
"Oh hey kid." I say.
Now I'm depressed...
"Are you ok?" She asked.
"Huh? Y-yeah." I smile.
"Good! I want to show you all of the beach tomorrow!"
"Ok..." I tell her as I help her up in her bed.
Her parents walk into her room just as I got done putting her in.
Why did I put her in the bed? Force of habit I guess.
Time still has that stare. Geez, He's not fluttershy... but he could be a good excuse.
"Ok, Fine I'm gone." I mutter, walking out.
They close the door behind me.
"We'll they're certainly not anything like the ones on the show." I mutter.
I walk over to a window.
"What the?" I start to say as a small black... shape darts across the deck.
"What was that?" I mutter.
Might have been a trick of the light.
I shrug it off and go outside. I climb up the walls as best as I could and try to get comfortable on top of the thatch roof.
"I hope things will get better tomorrow.." I mutter, staring at the starry sky.