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"Ladies and Gentlemen, take my advice. Pull down your pants and slide on the ice." ~ Dr. Sidney Freedman, M*A*S*H S3 Ep5


The man was tired, so very tired.

The couch was old and worn.

Music played through a dated record player.

And then ponies started to show up.

What does all of this mean?


This fic has actually existed for quite some time, but never published. It's gone from being a rant fic about life, to a comedy fic about ponies inhabiting Earth. I could never find what I wanted to do with this story about my life. And then, it clicked. I knew what I wanted, what I needed this fic to be. This is to be read the same way it is written. At the end of a long day, when you're emotionally and physically drained, and you just need to take a break from the world.

This is my break. Have a seat, and relax.

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A new story from ROBCakeran53, author of My Little Dashie! :rainbowwild:

Rob wrote My Little Dashie?!

I'm worse self insert? Is that a challenge? :moustache:


I know this is my third comment now, but I have actually read it this time :twistnerd:

You definitely managed to convey a sense of relaxation with the pacing and mood of this story, and of how you use music to unwind when, as you put it, " you just need to take a break from the world". I'm not sure what sort of direction this fic will take, going forward, but I have to admit I'm curious. Good job :twilightsmile:

I literally envisioned this taking place on your old-ass couch

This is a relaxing and fun little fic, I definitely liked it!
No huge plot, not a cringy HiE, just a great little story you can ease into. :twilightsmile:
Also, grammar mistakes are next to none, which I'm definitely impressed with.

I'm one of those people who read you-know-what at the time of its release, and I'm not too proud to admit I bawled like a little kid.

It's good to see that in the intervening years, the author's writing has gone from amateurish to poetic. This piece is quiet and meditative, and uses dream-logic effectively. I'll be interested to see further installments.

8344324 pls no bby

think of the children

First comment.
The very first comment.

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Welp! A Horse Voice compliment is enough for me to track.

The one in the pole barn? Yeah, that's what I'm picturing, too.

I was actually thinking of the one in his room, since its next to the record player

I know I've seen it, but I don't remember what it looks like.

Basically like the one in the picture

...you're saying My Little Dashie had amateurish writing?

Awesome story, as expected from the author of My Little Dashie. :pinkiehappy:


I meant no offense; I majored in Creative Writing and proofread my college newspaper for two years, so my standards are quite high out of habit. But it is always gratifying to see authors showing such dramatic improvements. ROB started out as a rookie, as we all do, but his ability to tug at readers' heartstrings back then was an early sign that with practice, he could be really great at this.

Spoilered for off-topic: A belated welcome to Fimfiction! It's always nice to see new blood around here.

And he certainly is. Also, thanks for the warm (if late) welcome! :twilightsmile:

Shoulda checked it out last night.

This story is progressing nicely. I wonder where it's gonna go. :unsuresweetie:

I'm curious to see where this story goes.

Princess or no, I'm afraid I'd have to charge her belly rubs for the use of the couch and hi-fi.

This one wins my "Calm" shelf.

8348395 I wonder if Alex knows where it's gonna go.

PS - inspire => aspire. Also, there are some commas that should be semi-colons.

“I sure as hell don’t inspire to be a princess, if that’s what you’re getting at.”

Should be aspire I believe

That's actually really profound, and I have a lot of friends who need this lesson beat into their heads.

I have no idea where this fic is even going.

Does it need to go anywhere?

Sometimes, a story is more about the journey than the destination. I'm sure it will find its proper conclusion when the time comes.

Twilight is awesome. That's all I have to say. :rainbowwild:

Sometimes we need someone else to open our eyes... but we still have to take the step ourselves.
I don't know if you intend this to seem deep or not, but it has more depth to it than most shallow-ish random slice-of-life fics lately.

Twilight's 'spoilers' line was great, though :pinkiehappy:

I'm guessing it's going wherever you're going. Don't feel obligated to make it a "story". Just keep it honest, if you dare, and it will be something more distinctive than that.

Though I feel a bit like a voyeur reading it.

It's slice of life. It doesn't have to go anywhere. Most lives don't.

What a wonderful gift your friend gifted you.
I hope you use it as well as you have the old one

It's wonderful of Lise to get that for you. :twilightsmile: From my brief interaction with him through the Barcast, I know he is a genuinely brilliant person, and this just confirms it.

I totally missed the last chapter update, so this chapter and the last I'm responding to together.

I feel like we haven't yet seen such a close insight into yourself, Alex. I know I was just talking to you as I read this, and as you yourself put it, you haven't been able to properly relax lately, but thanks a lot for this story and for every update you give to us. I only hope this never becomes a chore. :heart:

Sentimental value. That is something that just can't be beaten by anything newer, regardless of technological or any other superiority.

Twilight won another argument. Surprise? Nope. She's not the princess of friendship for no reason.

A good friend knows when to help you, and when *not* to help you. There are times when the right thing isn't to solve the problem. It's just to hear it.

Forgive me for being presumptuous, but I wouldn't write something like this in the first place unless a part of me wanted the listener to hear it, whether that listener be Twilight Sparkle or the audience of readers. Maybe that's the point? Hawkeye couldn't get the baby off his chest until he told *somebody* that it wasn't a chicken, after all.

I don't drink much, but here's a Sahara-bone dry martini to you anyway, Pro from Dover.

Thanks. Also...

I sat there in silence, looking at the mare. Finally, at the third verse in the song, I spoke.

“Wow, this sounds like it’s turning into a cheap romance novel.”

Twilight let out a laugh, and I was quick to join her.


That cheap romance novel joke. Ah, gotta love meta humor, regardless of it being right or not :rainbowlaugh:

And hey, singing together at the end!

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