LOCATION: Smooth Grove
DATE: December 30th
[Perspective: False Front]
Muffled speech passed through the walls into my ears, rising me from my sleep. I groaned a bit, recognizing the voice that had woken me up. At first I thought his insomnia was just acting up again, but then I noticed the sunlight coming in through the window and realized that, on the contrary, I had slept in.
Yawning, I crawled out of bed. We had stopped by Smooth Grove for a night or two on our way back to Ponyville, so we were back in "our" house. The elder said he knew of a shortcut from here to Ponyville that would greatly cut down on time, so we weren't in a rush.
I was, however, in a bit of a rush to figure out what was going on with Arrell. It sounded like he was talking to somepony, but there were no responses. If he's finally gone completely insane, I'm just gonna say "I told you so" and go back to bed.
Throwing on a robe, I made my way downstairs. He was sitting in the kitchen, talking to...
"You know, part of me feels like the focus hasn't even been on me for a while, so you guys don't even know what I've been saying."
...a wall.
"Arrell, what are you doing?" I asked impatiently.
He turned to me, then back to the wall. "Lemme guess, you've been seeing things from her perspective. So everything I said was just muffled and incoherent. Well, now I'm gonna have to repeat myself..."
"Arrell!" I yelled. He sighed and turned to me completely.
"Yes?"
"What in the name of Celestia's solar-flaring mareheat are you doing?!"
He blinked, then turned his head as though looking at something beside me. "Wow, author. Reading too much Fallout: Equestria lately, are we?" He looked back at me. "For the record, I'm breaking the fourth wall."
"You're not breaking a wall. You're talking to it."
"Actually, that's right. I now realize I was just talking to a wall. Damn author decided to switch things up and have this chapter be from your perspective or something, so I have to talk to you to talk to the readers."
"...what?"
He sighed. "I'd ask the readers to explain it to you in the comments below, but I doubt you'd be able to read them."
"...what?"
"False, let me try to explain this. Have you ever read a book?" I nodded, wondering where he was going with this. "Well, imagine that we are actually inside a book, and we're being read."
I blinked. "...wha-"
"Stop saying that, or people are gonna think it's your new catchphrase."
I growled. "START MAKING SENSE."
"I already explained it to you. We're in a book...of sorts. Fan fiction, specifically. Long story. But yeah."
"NO WE'RE NOT."
"Yeah, we are."
I glared. "Can you prove we are?"
"Can you prove we aren't?"
We stood in silence for a moment.
"..."
"Dot dot dot."
"...why did you just say 'dot dot dot'?"
He shrugged. "I was repeating what you said."
"I didn't say anything!"
"We were silent. Therefore, your dialogue would have been shown as being an ellipses. Or, as I like to call it because I can never remember its actual term, 'dot dot dot'."
"..."
",,," He smirked. "Heh. The dots are bleeding."
My eye twitched. "...I'm going back to bed now."
"It's ten in the morning."
"I just want to wake up and pretend this was all a dream." With that, I turned around and walked back to my room. This was too much for me.
In eastern Ontario, Canada, a sixteen-year-old teenage boy sat in a chair, dressed in a blue Doctor Who t-shirt and black sweatpants. He blinked at his computer screen, which was covered in a little over seven hundred words that he had just typed down without even fully realizing it.
"...what the hell did I just write?" RLYoshi asked aloud. Nobody answered, as nobody was around. Shrugging, he copied the chapter from Google Docs and pasted it into a blank chapter on FIMFiction.
He read over the chapter a couple times to check for any errors, wrote a quick author's note about getting back into the swing of things, then hovered his mouse over the Publish button. He hesitated, considering just deleting this weird bonus chapter and waiting until he could make the next real one.
Finally, he sighed, and published. "I can see the comments already."
Wut? I bet you never expected this:
... Stop writing while drunk, you poor lunatic.
Write while high instead ouo .... God that looks stupid.
2750899 I actually wasn't drunk. That makes this even weirder.
2750926 Were you sleep deprived? Then this actually makes sense.
2750938 I wasn't even sleep deprived.
I can only expect everyone else doing the same so I'll start off with the fourth wall stuff
Woohoo! Broken fourth wall! The world will now go insane!
2751994 That song may or may not have been foreshadowing.
Why is it "..." and not ":::"?
Edit: I'm almost tempted to make a fake account named "False Front" just to comment on this chapter.
2752482 What do you mean ":::"?
2752497 Wouldn't more dots mean more silence?
2753150 Yeah, but the idea was that Arrell was just being a smartass; he was "mocking" False's ellipses by having commas, then finding amusement in how it looked like the dots were bleeding. The colon thing never occurred to him.
2 things
Firstly, I so wanna try and get Knightmare in on this craziness.
Secondly: I may be sick[found out it'sa virus], but I'm recovering fast enough that I'm being re-granted computer priveledges. so we CAN finish our crossover soon!
2754321
Not to mention, I should have my NORMAL computer back in a week or so. Huzzah! Also, 4th walls are only fun if you are the type of being who exists outside of them. Like Pinkie. She doesn't read minds; she reads the script.
Welcome to the dark side False Front, we've been expecting you.
I'm getting so many ideas from fics but I can't use any because I'll look like a thief! WHY MUST YOU BE SO AMAZING?!
A review by Axman13
This isn't breaking the 4th wall, this is dancing on the rubble.