Our Connection

by rustyluck

My life story

Have you ever wondered if there's someone out there just like you? Perhaps they're on this planet, or maybe they're from another dimension, maybe a dimension created from pure imagination. When I was a kid I'd wish for things like, "I wish *insert random cartoon here* was real!", I still wish for that, only now for an escape from my downward spiral of an existence. I'm not normally a depressing person, and certainly not one to complain on that note, but mostly, I recieve my joy from those colorful equines of the world of Equestria above anything else, so in comparison some things ARE depressing.

I like to believe I have a connection to two of those certain ponies, Fluttershy, hence the fact I for one am a shy person, and ofcourse the best pony in my opinion, Scootaloo.

Thanks to the internet we've established a small understanding of the small filly, so far she's an orphan, has no cutie mark (no direction in life in other words) an independent pony, and finds joy amongst her fellow cutie mark cruisaders.

This is just the internet of course, everything is either a fact or an assumption, but if only I could get to know her, to know Scootaloo.. to BE Scootaloo. In several ways we're alike, no parents (Maybe I'll get to that later), independent, STILL no "special talent", we're close in age a fifteen to about.. nine through eleven ratio.

Maybe she's even nuts, I mean hey, here I am talking to myself inside my head.. okay I'm nuts to be thinking in third person limited format, it's official.

I suppose thinking to myself is a good time killer, and with that, it looks like my half an hour of free time before school is up.. *ugh* what a bother to get up at five-thirty every mourning.

"Okay Grandma I'll see you after school!"

"Alrightly then, have a good day!" she said.

And with that I'm off to hell, err, I mean school, yeah school.

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Several Hours Later

I wish I could drive, riding this Luna forsaken bike is such hard labor, especially over a 1.5 mile distance from point A to point B.

"There I am, complaing, once again.. There I am, talking to myself, once again.. OH FAUST DAMMIT I CAN'T WIN."

"Atleast it's friday, and having internet yet no television means one thing, hubworld.com will have the newest episode up! And that can only mean one thing.. IT'S PONY TIME!"

At that point I noticed one of my neighbors was outside.. Staring at me. Note to self: take precaution over what you yell out loud and what you think about, there is a difference you know.

"Shut up me."

You're doing it, again.

"I know, wait.. Dammit I need more friends.. And possibly a therapist."

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"Hi Rusty! How was your day?" my grandmother curiously asked.

She always seems to try to lighten the mood, someone bless this women, she really trys, but that doesn't mean I have to try.. Right? Okay fine.

"Hey Grandma, it was fine, as per usual."

"Well that's good, I'll get supper started." she got up from her comfortable position seated on the couch to do this of course, with slight difficultly due to having a not-so-working equalibrium.

My grandma reminded me when she announced my name, I haven't yet introduced myself to those of you listening to my tale, my name is Rusty T. Black, the first.

I don't count myself as insane to talk in a narrative tone, I just like to spice my life up.. Just sayin'.

"Time to watch MLP! I should count this very moment as the best part of the day, now lets see this episode.."

Another Pinkie Pie episode, fantastic. I'm not complaining, I just think they should give other ponies an episode, like Scootaloo! Dear Faust let there be one.. On another note, I'm not living in a fan-fiction, nor in the show, maybe I should cut down on the Equestrian lingo..

Or not, I'm fine with that.

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Two hours of pony later

"Well, another day.. Another, uh, well, I don't have a job, or a TV show so no life lessons were learned here.. another pony? Yeah let's go with that."

"Goodnight Rusty!" My grandma looked at me with a warming smile.. of which I returned with my always stonic expression.

"Goodnight."

I wonder if I can choose my dream, as if I could have a set thought and have a dream that surrounded it.

"What should I think of? Maybe I could see Equestria through Scootaloo's eyes."

".... Yeah! I'm likeing this idea!"

"Hmm.. If I'm Scootaloo.. then would Scootaloo end up as me?.. Ah well! Now to set in my thoughts.."

SCOOTALOO, SCOOTALOO, I AM SCOOTALOO, SCOOTALOO, SCOOTALOO.. I hope this isn't taken as weird or creepy.. Ah so what? At least I kept it in my head this time.

"I wonder if it's working.. Guess I shouldn't force it."

I will now become Scootaloo..

"Okay this is bull, I'm going back on the internet."

Admins are asleep.. Post ponies.

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"I'm so tired.. Must.. Watch.. More.. Ponies.."

I'm beginning to wonder how my peers view me, maybe as the sexually confused pony lover, ooh I know, maybe the deranged clopper! I crack myself up.

"Alright, it's.. Eleven-eleven.. someone told me you can wish at eleven-eleven, why 'cause it's all ones? The logic in that is just.. Silly."

".. One wish couldn't hurt.. I suppose."

Oh, what to wish for, what to wish for?! HURRY TIMES RUNNING OUT!

"OKAY uh.. uh, I WISH I WAS SCOOTALOO!.. Did it work?"

The clock read 11:12 as soon as the last letter left my tongue.

"Did it work? Does it take time?.. This is ridiculous.. Way to get your hopes up Rusty."

Way to talk to yourself, Rusty.

"AUGH! I need friends.. And more common sense apparently.. Wishes, who am I kidding? I'm stuck here.. FOREEEVEER!"

*Tehe* References..

Okay, maybe now I can sleep.. My bed is so soft.. And my attention span is so low..

"Goodnight world."

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..... "Why is it so hard to fall asleep?"

"It's like if I don't shut up my brain refuses to shut down as well.."

"But I can't shut up! I'm too excited, what if I actually have the dream? I wonder if I'll remember it.."

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.....

....
"ARGH I hate this.."

Maybe I can think of something to help me fall asleep?

"OOH I KNOW! *heh heh*"

'..Hush now, quiet now, it's time to lay your sleepy head.. hush now, quiet now, it's time for you to go to bed..'

I put my headphones on, and stuck the melody on repeat, because well..

"It's gonna be a long night."

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AN: Alright! This is my First, ever, Fan/Fim Fiction, truth be told this first chapter is longer than
any term paper I've ever written... So, gimme feedback! And enjoy your day fellow Bronies and Pegasisters

Comments

[ozpakko]

Well, this is pretty nice to be your first work!
Keep it up!

[Pascal]

Uh...

I'm not sure what to say. I don't get it. Why? What? Scootaloo?

Is Rusty . . . insane? Is the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic television show the only thing he has to live for? Why do I keep seeing this kind of thing in stories?

[Menoshe]

....Um....

...Some mystical force compels me to track it, so I shall.

[rustyluck]

You'd think you're insane too if you always talked to yourself. Shall I continue?

[Dusty Sage]

There is nothing wrong with talking to yourself. It's when you answer that things get out of hand.

Nothing to live for but MLP? Such people do exist:

How to get to ponyville/equestria?
This may sound weird, but i really want to go
To equestria or more specificaly, ponyville. Reason? This world is corrupted, whether it be through war, violence, or sheer stupidity that the government cant even help anyone whi needs help. There are disasters happening everyday. People whi rule this country like its a toy for them to play with. And most importantly, judgment. People judge other people like they are a movie, to like or to critisize. They even insult them constantly. But then, i watched my little pony. And all of my thoughts changed. In ponyville, there is one great ruler who is loving, caring, and resposible. The ponies there are all friendly and they all seem so... Happy.
When i think of one place i would want to go, it would be ponyville. They dont need politics.
They dont need wars. And most importantly... They dont resort to violence or death as an answer.

So please. If there is any way i can get to this place,
Tell me. I want to know.

I have to assume that this worldview is not unique, and further, that it inevitably must find its way into stories.

[rustyluck]

And through these Stories, and dreams, we can reach Equestria.

[Feurisson]

Could you please tell me, is this a self-inserion or just about some character you made up?

[fabianguzman18]

ohh how fluttershy will play in this i must see

[drnachos]

nice nice nice moar pls nao plox

[rustyluck]

I'm sorry to have mislead, but I'm not in the story, it's a basis of my dreams and alias but only a character I made up.1034719

[TundraStanza]

"Note to self: talk precaution over what you yell out loud and what you think about"
I think you mean "take".
Also, you tend to use two periods in a lot of places. If they're meant to be dots of ellipsis, then there should be three periods. If they're just meant to end sentences, then you only need one period.
*End grammar Nazi moment.*
Well, you've got a concept at least. I'll consider reading through it later.

[epreeses1]

Well if this is your first story, than good for you. You've managed to keep me enthralled (and no I'm not trying to sound smart by using big words) for longer than my normal attention span. That's and achievement good sir.