Eric, a brown coated stallion that lives, and works by himself, because he lost his parents at suck a young age. Finds himself trapped in the state of loneliness, and disrepair. Until one day he meets sompony who will fill that void.
Eric is a really lonely pony. His parents died when he was young, so he had to fend for himself in a lot of cases. He one day finds a pony who loves and accepts him for who he is. At first he thinks this pony is weird and creepy. But he changes his mind later on. Who is this pony that Eric meets? Will she turn his life into something good? Or something bad?
Hello. My name is Eric toast and I am writing this journal because, well because I wanted you all to see my troubles, my pain, my life in general. Well. It all started when I was only about fifteen years old. My mother and my father went out to the store, to get some food. While they were walking they got hit by a run-away carriage. My mother was impaled by a piece of sharp wood, right through her stomach. The ponies could not make it in time to reach the hospital, so she died from blood lost. My father on the other hoof was okay, quite sad, but okay. The way he died, is quite sad. I don't know if I really want to write about it. Sigh. Anyway. After my father died, I was all alone, I could never finish school because, well I did not have no way to pay our bills, so I had to drop school and get a full time job. I started to work for this pony named Applejack. She worked on a apple farm, bucking apples from here and there to sell them to other ponies. I was there to help her with that. I really did not know how to buck a tree, even after the fact that she showed me. I kept trying, and trying but I could never seem to get one down. Well, if Applejack was not such a nice pony, she would have told me to leave already. So she thought of something else I could do on her farm.
“Ugh, is there anything in particular that you are good at?” Applejack asked me. I just shook my head. I do not recall me being 'Good' at anything. All I did when I was younger was play video games, and that was not even my cutie mark.
Speaking of cutie marks. Mine is a picture of a magnifying glass. I earned my cutie mark one day in class. I was the first to get my cutie mark in that class to. The teacher asked the class who stole a cookie from the cookie jar, she had up in her room. I knew I did not take it. The teacher looked at our expressionless faces. One of the colts nearly fainted from all the silence. The teacher ended up saying that if nopony tells who did it within the next ten minutes, then we are all getting a call to home. I did not want a call home. My mother would kill me! I was not about to get a call home just because some immature pony, that thinks it is funny, so I offered to help find the culprit.
I started to look around for clues in the classroom with my magnifying glass my mother gave me when I was only two. Everypony in the classroom kept staring at what I was doing. I did not mind this at all. If they say something I would just ignore it and keep on going with what I was doing. I looked on the cookie jar and found a strand of hair. It was white. I showed the teacher this, and she separated the class. All the white coats on one side, and the other colored ponies on the other. To my luck there was only two white coats in our classroom. On the right was a colt named Jimmy, he had a white coat and a blue mane. His eyes were a light green. Pretty nice. On the right we had a mare named Sunshower. I did not really know her much, she was kind of the outcast in our classroom. I then noticed that Jimmy was shivering. I looked him dead in the eyes for about a minute. Then. He cracked. He told everypony in the room that it was him, he did it, and that he was sorry to put us in this mess of his. I was getting cheered by everypony in the room, all of a sudden my flank started to tickle and my cutie mark appear. Like I have said before, of a magnifying glass.
*** “I found one!” Applejack said. I was quite scared at the moment of what it would be. But to my luck, it was a good job. Baking apple pies. I enjoyed baking with my mother when I was about eight years old. I always seemed to burn my hoof though. I giggled at the thought.
Applejack motioned for me to follow her. I did. She showed me how apple pies were made. I did not get the directions down pat, but I did know how to start one. She then wanted me to see if I was paying any attention to her directions, so she made me cook one in front of her. It did not turn out so well, considering that apple pie ended up where apple pie shouldn't be. But she showed me once more and I got the hang of it. Just like that.
You see, ponies like Applejack are the ponies that keep me sane, to keep me living on this lonely earth. After my parents died I could never find any peace with other ponies. I would trot by many ponies a day and all I would get is either a 'Buck off' or a 'Hello'. Not much, and if I would try to sit and talk to another pony, they just acted like I didn't exist. It got to the point, where I would go home and cry into my pillow every night before I go to sleep. Sigh. But you will eventually get use to it. My mother always told me to stay aware of your surroundings and to be nice to as many ponies as I can. Because in the long run, good luck will come your way.
“Ugh” I say as I wake up. “Why is my life so depressing?” I tort downstairs to get me something to for breakfast. When I open my fridge there is nothing there but a apple. I shrug and put it into my saddle, then head off to work.
Today was a boring day at work. Everypony there has to do a project on how we can advertise for our company. I did not figure out what kind of advertising I am going to do yet. I do not know. I kind of know Applejack personally, maybe I can get her help on things.
I arrive at my ugly house. This is the house that me and my parents lived in. I never moved. Well, I couldn't move even if I wanted to. My bits were really low as is. I look up into the night sky and see all the beautiful stars Luna has put into the sky. I smile at the site of it. I then slowly move my head toward my old, rusty house. It had a lot of rotten wood. You could see where the termites ate through. The windows were tinted black because my mom thought it was a bad neighborhood when we first moved here, and she did not want anypony to look into our house and get some idea's. As I put my hoof out to open the door, I hear my tummy rumble. I recall this morning not having anything to eat. So I turned around and headed for a store. I arrive at a grocery store. There are a lot of ponies here today. It must be a holiday because there are a lot of lights and things up. I would never know what holiday it was, even if somepony tells me. The only way I would know it is a holiday is if my computer bangs my head against its screen and made me read the calendar.
As I am waiting in line to purchase my goods, I notice that I left my bits at my house.
“Damn it” I whisper to myself. I turn around to go back to my house and get my bits, when I am suddenly tackled. I look over my shoulder to find that I was tackled by two big cops. They both looked mean and angry.
“W-what officers. Did I do something wrong?” I asked so confused. The police stallions pick me up and throw me into the back of the carriage. I notice that the police took the bag from my hoof and gave it bad to the store clerk. Oh snips. I forgot to place the bag down before running outside the door. Damn it! I am so stupid! I try to tell the cops what happened but they just act like they didn't even know I was there.
“B-but officers, I did not mean to take the bag and run!” I shouted. One of the police got feed up with this and turned around.
“Well then why did you do it?” The cop had a smirk on his face. I felt my face getting hotter. It did kind of look like I was trying to rob them. Ugh. My life!
They take me to the jail and hold me there for the rest of the night. Supposedly I did not step outside of the store by an inch, so technically it is not stealing. Now if I was a normal pony this would make me jump for joy, but I am not a normal pony. So when they let me go I just walked out like I could care less. I mean I really could care less.
As I get home, I notice the door of my house was opened. Oh snips I hope nopony robbed my house! fortunately nopony did.
“Man yesterday was a stressful night” I say as I put my saddle down from work. I then remember that I had no food. So this time, I remember to grab my bits, then I walked out once more on a quest for food.
*** When I arrive home I log onto ponyhoof. If you never heard of ponyhoof, it is a website that allows you to talk to ponies, call ponies, and update you status's. As I get on I see that there are over one-million notifications, but only one message. Ugh. My real social life is turning into my internet social life! I pause after that thought. Never mind, It was already like that.
When I click the message totally ignoring the notifications, I see that the message is from an old friend. His name is Maredowell. Me and him, talked at least a few months ago. I click on the message and it reads “Hi” I then look at the previous message, and It also said “Hi” The only difference is that I typed to him last and he is just now replying. I checked the date of the message. July 10. Its September 30th I shook my head.
“What a douche!” I banished him to the moon faster than Rainbow Dash could do a sonic rainboom. I sighed and headed upstairs.
“Why is my life so boring and dull?” I ask myself. I did not expect a reply so I turned over a little bit and went to sleep.
CRASH! I hear a loud bang coming from downstairs. I wake up and grab the closet thing to my left. It was and old book I was reading about medical stuff. Like how to stitch a deep cut, and how to check to see if you have a good heart. Stuff like that. I then proceed to walk downstairs and check it out, but suddenly I hear a small moaning sound. I jump back into my bed so fast that if the ghost was up here it would have seen me move at all.
I hid under my covers and waited for a few minutes before I finally got the courage to come out. As I do, I hear the moaning turn into a soft scream. This is not a ghost...Its a pony! I rush downstairs really fast. I almost trip on the way down, but I quickly recover myself. I look around and I see a white mare laying down on her back. She had at least twenty pieces of glass stuck into her fur. I look outside to see who did this but I think they are long gone. The mare starts to moan louder as she sees me. I look down and help her up. She is a beautiful mare with a yellowish mane and a with coat. I start to pull out the glass one by one, with my hoof over her mouth to null the noise. She had tears and blood all over hear face. I then see that three of her wounds need stitches or she will bleed out and die.
“Damn it. Who did this to you?” I ask her. All I get is a moan and a cry. I put her down slowly and I run up stairs for some string and a needle. I also grab some band-aids, and alcohol. I run back down quickly and help her with her wounds. I noticed that she fainted during the process.
“Damn it!” I did not use anything to null her pain. I ignored this and I finished the job. After three bottles of alcohol and two boxes of band-aids later I finish and was exhausted. I tried to wake up the mare, but she was to far gone for that.
“Ugh. Looks like she is going to have to stay here tonight” I pick her up then carry her up to my room. I would be doing a lot of pervy things right now, but that stuff is for normal ponies. I'm not a normal pony.
As I get her upstairs I notice how heavy she is.
“Dang, what have you been eating?” I place her on my bed, then take a few breaths and lay down.
I wake up to an awesome smell. It smells as if somepony made breakfast, the usual oatmeal in the morning. I was still half sleep and half awake at during the time, so me trying to get out of bed and downstairs looked really weird. All I could think about is my mothers oatmeal. I loved her oatmeal. I remember when I first tried her oatmeal. It was really good, and I would always get up bright and early just to eat her oatmeal. I giggle at the thought. Ha, sometimes to early.
Considering I am still half sleep and I am thinking about my mother. I am halfway down the stairs when I realize that my mother is dead, and nopony else will ever make that good of oatmeal. I then stop and take two steps back.
“Wait, that is not mommy.” I kind of had a feeling on who it might be.
“Its that mare pony!” I whisper, while facehoofing.
I continue downstairs, and through the hallway. When I find the yellow maned pony already had the breakfast made and ready. She notices me.
“Oh hello there, how are you this fine morning? I made you some breakfast” She smiled. I look at her, then the food. It looked so delicious.
“Um. W-why did you make me breakfast...I d-do not even know you...”
She giggled.
“Well, you did save my life, and I think I owe toy this much for doing so.” She started to hug me. I slowly pushed her away and sat down to eat. I hate it when other ponies touch me. I don't know why I just do.
I start to eat my oatmeal, and it taste oddly familiar. It kind of tasted like my mothers oatmeal. How would she know how to make my mothers oatmeal?
“Um, where did you learn to make this?” I ask her bluntly. She smiled. She does that a lot.
“Well, the recipe for it was in this drawer” She shows me the recipe. I never knew that was there.
“Oh, um. That is cool.” I the realize that I did not know this ponies name. “Um. I forgot to ask you, what is your name?” The mare perks up at the question.
“My name is um, Sunshower.” She blushes as she tells me this.
Sunshower? What a nice name. I then finish my food and sit there feeling relax and calm. It is a good thing its Saturday or I would have to be going to work right now. Sunshower slowly takes my plate.
“Do you want some more?” She asked me. I shook my head.
“Na, that's fine. Thanks anyway.” I get off of my chair and head up to go and sleep. Sunshower followed behind me.
When I get into my bed, so does Sunshower. I did not like awkward moments, so I spoke first.
“Um. So do you like it here?” I did not know what I was saying but at the moment I would say anything to stray from the awkwardness.
She shrugged.
“More or less. It would not be the same if you weren't here though” She blushed a little.
“Wait what does that mean?” I asked. She blushed some more.
“Um, n-nothing, I just...never mind.”
Okay, this conversation just got weird.
“Anyway, do you by any chance know why you came crashing through my window?” I look at her and I see that she is looking down, frowning.
“U-um, n-not really...I-I think I hit my head to hard, but I just cannot remember”
I shrug at this. I think she is telling the truth. I don't want to get to into her business, even though she came into my business. I don't know. It just did not seem right to question her about it at the moment.
“Okay...S-so do you have a place to stay?” I asked. Damn it. Why did I ask that? Ugh. This awkwardness is getting to me, and making me say weird things.
“Um...N-not really...”
I was shocked. It did not feel right to just kick her out my house like that. I mean she did make me breakfast.
“D-do you want to stay here until you find a house?” I ask her kind of blushing at the moment. Like I said before the awkwardness got to me and I asked something I did not mean. The thought of somepony else kind of got me a little scared. I never interacted with another pony like this before. I wonder how it will turn out.
“Um..sure I would love that...” She tried to hug me again.
“Um.. that is good. You can sleep on this side of the bed.” I say in a attempt to keep her off me. I fail horridly.
“I am so glad you offered to let me stay here! Your the only stallion that was ever this nice”
I paused at that sentence.
“Wait what do you mean the first nice stallion? You've met other stallions?”
When she noticed what she just said she cowered away trying to think of a lie to cover it up. Well at least that is what it looked like.
“Um, yes I have.”
“But I thought that you do not remember anything”
She blushed. “W-well I dont know how I know this...I guess amnesia just works like that”
I did not blame her. I had amnesia once, and I could remember a lot of things, just not the things I wanted to know.
“That is true. Anyways, Um I have to go to sleep now, I have work on Sundays. Applejack would be a hell of a lot mad if I show up late again” I point to the door on my right. “Over there is the bathroom, and you already know where the kitchen is at so if you need anything do not bother to wake me up. Okay?” She nodded and went into the bathroom. I closed my eyes and went to sleep. *** I was dreaming about how me and my family use to go on road trips when I was only five. Me and my mother always use to get Ice-cream together, and laugh. My daddy always use to hid the fact that we brought more Ice cream than my mom knew about. Hehe. He was quite amusing my dad. I miss them so much. Lately life has just been to hard and depressing for me to actually go out and try to meet other ponies. Ugh, but Sunshower. I have never felt this way about somepony. I-I don't even know the name of this feeling. I could kind of relate it to how I felt about my parents but in a different way. I dont know how to explain it. Well I hope this ends up good. I leave my train of thought and go to sleep.
During my dream I feel something warm blowing against my neck. I slowly open my eyes and find that Sunshower is in my face. I jump back.
“Ahh. W-what are you doing?” I ask, as I see Sunshower jump back also.
“U-um. Nothing. I was just waking up and I somehow ended up laying over top of you” She started to blush.
“Um... Okay...” I was still waking up and I did not know how to react to what just happened.
“I-I'm sorry I will make you some breakfast, if you'd like”
I shook my head. “I'm sorry it is to late for that. I have to head off to work” I get up and head for the shower. When I turn back I see Sunshower was not there anymore. I think she wanted to make me something anyway. Sigh. That pony can be really modest at times. *** When I get out the shower the smell of pancakes and eggs touches my mussel. I look at the clock. 10:40 am. I will be lucky to make it in at 11:00. I sigh, and go downstairs. When I reach the kitchen I see Sunshower placing my food on the table.
“Hehe, I beat the time, now sit down and eat...Please” She blushes a little bit.
“Um. I told you, you did not have to do this, hehe, I am flattered, really.”
She started to get more aggressive.
“Look, Eric, Please sit down and eat, I spent a lot of time making you this and if you don't eat I would feel like I did not accompany you in your time of need” She sighs and falls into my arms dramatically. I sighed and sat down.
“Oh, your so sweet” She said hugging me. I slowly pushed her away.
“Ugh, yeah, I am sweet” I said rolling my eyes. The food was quite good. The best part about it was the eggs, they were delicious. After I ate, I looked at the time. It was 10:50. Yes. I might make it before 11:00! I packed up my saddle and headed out my house.
*** “I was about to think yer wont make it in time” Applejack said.
“I am sorry, I just have this really modest friend living at my house”
Applejack smiled. “Is it a stallion friend?” She raised her eyebrows in a sarcastic way. “Or a mare?” She bumped me with her flank.
“N-no not like that” I felt my face getting hot. “J-just friends” I said blushing and looking down at the ground.
“Mmm hm. Just friends, and I reckon that she lives there with ya cause yall are just friends” She quoted the last part. I ignored her and went back to making pies. My brain kept thinking on what it would be like to date Sunshower. They were sweet thoughts. Wait, what am I saying, I do not like her. I sighed and continued my work.
*** When I got home again, the smell of food touched my mussel. It smelled really good. Like rice, or, fried apples, or even apple pie! I rushed into the kitchen and to my surprise I found Sunshower sitting on the ground crying. My body froze up and before she noticed me I turned around and walked back out. I did not know what to do in this kind of situation. I panicked. I tried to go back inside to comfort her but my body just wouldn't let me do it. So I turned around and went to do something else.
I walked around for about ten minutes.
“She should be okay right now...I hope” On my way toward the house, I notice a pink pony pouncing toward me. Oh no, Pinkie pie, the most annoying pony of all time! I quickly turned around and walked away trying not to make me seem rude. She started to get closer, and closer. I started to run, no sprint. She just kept coming. I was all out of breath, I looked back for one last time, and to my luck she turned around the corner.
“Few I almost thought I was got” I sighed.
“Got from what?” A squeaky voice said from behind me. It was pinkie pie. I screamed and jumped backwards.
“Ahh, pinkie you scared me” I said nearly on the verge of a heart attack.
The pink pony smiled at me and hugged me. “Hello Eric!”
Eric? She knows my name? How? “Um, pinkie how do you know my name?”
She whinnied. “Well duh, I know everypony in ponyville, I have to so I can be friends with everypony!”
I rolled my eyes. “Whatever...What did you want anyway?”
Pinkies face lit up. “Oh yeah, I came here for....” She looked back at a piece of paper she obviously needed to help her remember things.
“Oh, yeah that is right, a mare pony named Sunshower is looking for you. She would have searched the entire world of equestria but I stop to help her out”
I paused for a minute. She was looking for me? I wonder why? “Um, where is she now pinkie pie?”
She smiled. “She is at your house silly!”
I thanked her, and walked off. She yelled back a 'Your welcome' then turned around and trotted away.
As I got to the house, I noticed that the door was opened. When I go into the house I was welcomed with a hug.
“I missed you so much! Are you okay? You did not come home at the right time so I got a little worried”
“Um, yeah I am okay, just had to work over-time” I tried to force a smile. Sunshower looked like she knew I was lying, but still went along with it.
“Good. I hope that pay check is bigger than ever!” She then realizes that she had cooked some food. “Oh are you hungry? I made you something!” She said while dragging me into the room.
“Um. Sure I guess” The food was great! There was fruit, rice, and even oatmeal! I loved the oatmeal. I also noticed that she tried harder this time then the few other times.
“Wow you really out did yourself on this one” I said as I finished my rice. She blushed and turned her head.
“Well, duh, I love yo—I mean I love to cook for you so yeah...” She blushed even harder.
“Well, thanks” I said smiling brightly. I looked down and I was holding her hoof. I pulled away as fast as I could. “Um. I am going to be upstairs, taking a shower...” I walked upstairs and as I looked down, I could see Sunshowers face turn from happy to sad. I did not really want to make a scene about it so I kept going.
*** After I got out of the shower and went into my bedroom, I noticed that Sunshower was already in the bed sleeping. I have gotten so use to her doing this it did not even bother me anymore. So I pulled back the sheets, slowly got into the bed, and went to sleep.
The next day I was woken by something really mussy and soft touching my muzzle. I tried to get off but it just would not move. I slowly opened my eyes and I saw the Sunshower had rolled over on me, cuddling me. It was cute in a way, but creepy in another. I slowly moved her back leg away from mine, then slowly pushed myself away from her cuddling grip. As I got up I sighed, then looked over at Sunshower.
“Man she out did herself yesterday, to the point where she cannot even make breakfast for me” I said slightly giggling. I went downstairs to get me a quick snack, and head off to work.
Applejack was not the pony to mess with on a bad day. I figured that out the hard way, when she nearly bucked me in my face for asking her how her day was. I did not know why she was sad or mad today, but I knew to stay a far distance. I did not see her after about five minutes, so I clocked in and began to work. After about twenty minutes I heard some loud, angry hoof-steps coming my way. Damn. It was AJ.
“Eric?! How many pies did you make today?” She asked me in a angry tone.
“Well, only three. I did---”
“Three?!” She said cutting me off. “Why only three? Yall have been here for twenty-five minutes and only made three pies!”
She was really angry at this point. I actually thought she was going to buck me this time.
“W-well it does take a while to bake a apple pie. So I ju---”
“I know that! Yall think I dont know that?” She said interrupting me again. “I showed you how to cook, dont try n tell me how things work! Just do yer job and stay on task. Dont nopony got time for that!” she said storming off. It took me a while to figure out what just happened. When I did, I just continued my work.
After about two hours of baking pies. I over-heard Big Mac, and Granny Smith talking in the room right beside the kitchen. The room, was not that big in the first place so even with the door closed and the stove on. I could hear them loud and clear.
“Do you have any idea why Applejack is mad?” GrannySmith asked Big Mac.
“Nope” he replied.
“Well, I hope it is not because of that thing that happened five years ago.”
I stopped what I was doing and put my ear to the wall. What happened five years ago? And was it that bad to make her be like this? “Well, if she is still mad about that. It was not her fault. She shouldn't be mad about it anymore. Its all in the past. We all forgave her.”
Forgave her? For what? I had to hear more. It was getting so interesting!
“Eeyup” Big Mac replied. There was a long pause, when grannysmith finally spoke again.
“I just hope that one day she can find forgiveness for herself...”
“Eeyup” Big Mac replied, with a sad tone. “I think she will be okay, I have to go and get some wood for the ponys who need it. I will talk to you later GrannySmith.”
Wow! That was the most I ever heard Big Mac say. I actually didnt know he could say more words. But what was this thing that AppleJack did? I wanted to ask her about it, but I couldn't because she would kill me. If I tried to ask grannysmith or big mac, they would think that I was ease dropping and get mad at me. I sighed.
“Welp. Time to get back to work” I said still thinking about what just happened. “I got the feeling I will hear more about it anyway.”
After I made about five more pies. I heard a soft crying sound coming from a distance. I thought it was just a little girl crying outside because she dropped her ice cream or something, but it wasn't. It even turned out to be that the weeping wasn't even coming from outside. It was coming from upstairs. Wait, that means that this was Applejack was crying. I turned around and I crouched on the floor so I can sneak pass, now sleeping Grannysmith. As I got to the stairs I heard somepony coming in through the kitchen. I think it was Big Mac. I quickly hurried up the stairs and hid behind a door. The weeping was louder and more closer to me. The door to Applejacks room, or what I thought was Applejacks room, was slightly open. I peaked inside and I saw that Applejack was holding a picture. I couldn't see the picture that well so I tried to get a little closer. The room was really small. It had wooden walls that were painted green and blue. The floor was straight regular wood and the bed was big enough for one pony to sleep in. Applejack is laying on the bed. He mane was all messed up because of how stressed she was at the moment. I just wanted to know what was wrong with her! She put down the picture and headed for the door, wiping tears from her face. I quickly stepped back and hid behind the door I did before. Luckily she didn't notice that I was there because of all the crying she was doing. She went downstairs to do something. This was my chance. My curiosity got to me, and I went into her room. I saw the picture on the drawer beside her bed. It was a picture of her and another pony. That pony was also orange. The one on the left was one of Applejack. The one on the right was one of somepony else. I never seen that pony before. He had a yellow mane and a cowcolt hat on. His cutie mark was of a hammer. So I was guessing he was good at making things. He was smiling in the photo while holding Applejack in his whooves.
“Who the heck is this?” I asked myself. I heard some hoof-steps coming upstairs. I quickly reacted and jumped into the closet that was beside her door. I didn't have time to close the door all away, and that was a good thing. I could actually see what was going on. I heard her close the door behind her and lock it. She then turned her light out and got into the bed. Oh no. I just realized that it was already nine o' clock. Snips. This is bad. I am suppose to be home at the moment. I wonder why Applejack did not go looking for me. She might of thought I had went home. Oh no this is bad. I have to sneak away from a sleeping AJ. That seems really easy. To top it all of. In this situations, I somehow always have to pee when I hide from people. I sigh and start to make up a plan to leave without getting caught. Oh buck. If she finds me I will probably lose my job, and she would hate me forever. Well. I am bucked.
I waited for about ten to fifth-teen minutes before I even made a move. I started to hear a faint yet odd snoring coming from Applejack.
“Oh so Applejack is a bit manlier than I thought” I said to myself trying to hold back the chuckle.
I slowly start to open the door, as I do a really loud screech sounds through the room. I Freeze when the door is half way open. Gosh, I hate it when things are louder in the dark. Why can it not just be the same. I wait for about another five minutes before making another move just in case.
Okay, this time I will be more quick. They say the faster you open things in the silence the less sound it makes. That was so not the case. I opened it really fast and as I thought I was free the door hit the wall and the picture on the wall fell. I closed my eyes and hoped for the best. I slowly looked up to see what Applejack did. To my surprise she was still sleep.
“Wow what a rough sleeper” I say. As I said that Applejack woke up. Sigh my luck.
“W-who is that? Who is there?” She said with a sleepy yet concerned voice.
I froze and I was hoping she would not turn on the light. I heard something hit something then that something fell. I guessed it was the lamp. At this point I had butterflies in my stomach. I then took a deep breath, said to myself “YOLO”, and dipped out of her room. I ran, nearly feel, down the steps and I went clean out the door. All I heard behind me was Applejack yelling “Thief! Call the Pony Police Force, call the Colts Operation your Protection, call somepony!”. I was so happy that I got out of there alive. I started to laugh at how mad AJ was.
When I got home the smell of dinner came from the kitchen. I smiled at the smell, and just for one second. I thought to myself how would I survive without Sunshower in my life. Although I dismissed the thought right after because I did live fine until she came. I turned on the light and sat down, I noticed the food was still warm. So she must have stayed up a really long time to keep it that way. Near the plate I saw there was a note. It read.
Um. Eric, I am sorry I could'nt stay up and see you come home But um here is some food I cooked up for you just in case you are hungry. Eh. I was worried but I kinda know you can handle yourself so I just went to sleep I hope I see you later.
After I finished reading that my face turned a bright red. “Who, this mare is really weird.” I didn't think much about anything as I went upstairs. I saw here in the bed sleep. It was kind of funny and Ironic that she snores as well. I giggle to that. I slowly pulled down the blankets and got into bed. I slept good that night.
The clock rang at 6:00 am. I woke up and got ready for work. Sunshower was still sleep in bed, which was odd because usually she would have my breakfast made already. That does not matter though. I can go a few days without eating. I was about to set off downstairs, when Sunshower suddenly got up and hugged me.
“Eh...Sunshower I have to go to work...” I said my face blushing a bright red. She did not reply and she just kept hugging me. “Sunshower?” I said as I tried to pry her hoofs away from my stomach. When I did she fell down on her face. “S-sunshower? A-are you okay?” I ask in a worried voice. She started to mumble something.
“W-what was that?” I started to turn her over.
“I said could you stay home from work tonight?” she said as she hugged me again. Or I think it was a hug. Either that or she was secretly trying to kill me.
“Um. I don't think I can stay home today...” I said lying. Applejack said I had a weeks vacation and since I never used that vacation she said I could not come to work for five days at anytime, but she didn’t know that. Hehe.
She looked up at me with puppy eyes. “P-please?”
I didn't really want to stay home today, which is a weird thing. Who doesn't want to stay home from work. I just feel like going today.
“Um. Applejack told me that there was something really important today that I had to do. So I have to go to work today” I smiled to make it look like I was not lying. As I said that. She started to frown, but it was a frown of understanding.
“Okay Eric. I understand.” she said as she went back into the bed. I smiled one last time and hurried up towards work.
As I got there Applejack was already waiting for me.
“ehy, eh, Eric, did yer happen to know anypony here last night?” Applejack said with a really angry face.
Oh. No. Did she figure out it was me?! I am dead. I am soooo dead! Okay, just think....Say something idiot. “N-no I did n-not see anyone here last night” I sheepishly smiled.
“Er. Okay. If you ever see somepony out here on yer lonely nite strolls. Dont be frad to wake me up an tell me yer hear?”
I nodded and slowly went to my station to start working again.
An hour later I took a break. I did not really do the whole 'Take a break' thing. I do not know, I guess I am just that type of hard working pony. So, with that said. I have no idea how to celebrate a 'Break'. I shrugged and just walked about the house. When I got close to Applejack's room, I heard a loud crash. Feeling a bit curios and concerned I rushed up to her room. The door was slightly opened and Applejack was just sitting on the floor crying. With something in her hoofs. I tried to move closer in but the door stopped me.
“T-that damned...Robber....*sniffle* broke...m-my only picture....---” She punched the wall next to her. “H-he broke my only picture of him....It w as my most prized possession! And he broke it!” Her raged turned in to a soft cry.
Oh my Celestia. I feel so bad. That thing that crashed was not a lamp. It was a picture. Damn. Although. I do not see what the whole fuss is about. It was only the frame that has gotten broken. So why is she so....sad?
“*sniffle* It's okay. H-he knows I still love ehm...I-I will...H-he will always know that” She puts the picture frame down and tries to cover up what she broke in her raging hour.
I sit there in utter silence as I try and piece everything together.
So she says that 'Him' will always know that she loves him. So, with process of elimination I can rule of all the mares that she loves. Granny Smith, Apple Bloom, and her friends. So, now that we have that out of the way, we need to name all of the Colts and Stallions she loves. Big Mac...wait, Big Mac is the only Stallion that she loves. Wait. Big Mac is her brother, and the way her tone, and the way she put the sentence in place, means that she is not talking about a family member. She is talking about a past Coltfriend! I figured it out! That picture she has is a picture of her Coltfriend! Damn, I love my talent sometimes. Being a detective is amazing.
I notice that Applejack was ready to leave her room. I jumped back as fast and quietly as I could and tried not to make it look like I was ease-dropping. When she finally comes out of her room she sees me and tries to wipe away her tears.
“W-what are yer doing here?” She asked in a somewhat sad tone.
“Nothing. I Just wanting to tell you that we are out of sugar. S-so we need to get some more.”
She looks at me with a confused face. “But I just replaced it yesterday...”
Buck! I need to think of something fast! “Well I kind of spilled some on the ground and that 'Some' turned out to be a lot, so um yeah. Sorry...”
Applejack did not seem shocked or displeased by my so called clumsy situation.
“Okay, I will get more tomorrow” She says and walks downstairs.
Few! I thought I was a goner. Wait. There is still sugar in the cabinets! Buck. I have to go and waste that sugar.
I rush downstairs, and I notice that Applejack is opening the cabinet where the sugar is.
Buck! I need to think of something fast!
“Applejack!” I yell in fear of getting caught. Before she opens the cabinet she turns around to look at me.
“Yes...Eric?” She said, looking at me with a face of despair.
“Eh...I need to tell you that..er...Applebloom got into a fight! S-she needs your hel--” Before I could get the last part out Applejack was way off in the distance looking for her precious Applebloom.
“Heh. That was a close one.” I quickly take out the sugar bag and dump in on the floor. Then I sweep it a little to make it look like I actually did drop it and try to clean it up. As I walk away, thinking I am all smart. It hits me. Applebloom did not get into a fight. Oh no. Damn it! I quickly rush over to were I last saw Applebloom. Which was over there by the school. I saw her on the way here. As I go there I saw Applejack and Applebloom speaking.
“Shit!” I try to turn around and run, but Applebloom sees me and calls my name, which makes Applejack turn around.
“There he is!”
I close my eyes and hope for the worst. Applejack walks up to me.
“Eh. Eric?” She says with in an uninterested tone.
“Y-yes?” I say looking down at my hoofs. I was waiting for Applejack to cuss me out and tell me that I was fired, when. I felt hoofs wrap around my neck.
Oh no. She is trying to kill me! I don't think what I did was that bad!
I closed my eyes and waited for my doom. The hoofs got tighter and tighter but stopped. As if the killer didn't want to kill me but hug me.
“Thank you for telling me about Applebloom. I-I would not know what to do if I'd lost her.”
I opened my eyes and looked at the pony who I thought was trying to kill me. Applejack...w-was crying. I didn't know what to do, so I just did the polite thing and I hugged her back. There wasn't anything else I could say or do at the moment. I looked over at Applebloom. It looked like she got into an accident. Her hoofs had bruises on them, she had cuts on her face. She was, just messed up.
“W-what happened?” I asked. Like an idiot, but it will subside.
“You were right. She did get into a fight, but it wont the kinda fight you were think of. It was a verbal one.”
Oh Sweet Celestia! I cannot believe what I just heard. Man. I was so lucky.
While I was thinking about how lucky I am. I just realized why I did not notice Applebloom from before.
“W-well if It was verbal how did she get hurt?” I said still thinking about how I didn't notice Appleblooms condition before.
“Uh. You see, Applebloom kinda fell back on a weak piece of wood, after being pushed back by Diamond Tiara, and that wood held up a big piece of metal that could have killed her, if I wasn't here in time...” I had no words. Was it a good thing that I did lie, or should I tell everypony never to do it.
“Eh. I-I thought you said it was only a verbal fight...”
Applejack sighed at what I said. “It was, well. It stated as a verbal fight and it was suppose to end with a push...But that didnt happen...”
“Hmnp. Well. What are you going to do now?” I ask her bluntly.
Applejack just let go of me and turn to look at Applebloom. “Hey ur, Applebloom do you think we should go to Diamond Tiara's house and talk to her parents?”
Applebloom was kicking some of the debree around. She looked up with a smile on her face when Applejack asked her that.
“Sure!” She said running up to hug her sister.
Applejack hugged Applebloom tight. She whispered something in her ear then looked at me.
“Er. I am going to handle this er... Business. Here's the deal, you can make two more pies and go home for the rest of the day. Deal?”
I was still shocked at how weird and ironic this situation was to reply with joy. Honestly I really didn't mind going home early today. I usually would.
“Um. Yeah. Deal. Thanks. I will see you tomorrow then.. Heh.” I try my best to snap myself out of my train of thought. Applejack waved goodbye and walked off in the distance to handle her 'Business' AKA Appleblooms bullying problem.
“Wow” is all that came out as I walked back to make the two pies.
I get home and Sunshower didn't have food cooked for me.
“that's odd. Usually she would have cooked something by now...” I whisper to myself. “Well I guess she can't make food for me all the time.”
I walk upstairs and when I am about halfway there, I here some sobbing. I wanted to turn around and leave again, but every bone in my body told me to stay and watch.
The door was slightly shut. I slowly peeked my head into the door to see what was going on. Sunshower was on my bed sobbing. Her face were in pillows and her hoofs were shoved in them. I heard her mumble things, but I could not quite hear her. I tried to move a little bit closer to hear what she is mumbling about.
“W-why...*sniff* Why cant he j-just love me?” She says still in her pillow.
“He? Who is he? Is she in love with another stallion?” I whisper to myself.
The thought of that kind of spark a nerve in my body. It kind of felt like I was a little bit jealous. Wait...Jealous. Heh, why would I be jealous?
“I-its so hard to try and act normal around h-him *sniff*...Please..I-I just w-wish I could be with him for one night...”
“Who is she talking about?” I try and piece together what is going on, but Sunshower had other plans. She started to walk toward the door.
Snips.
I quickly moved back and hid behind the door. She hesitated before opening the door.
Damn. I think she caught me.
“I almost forgot. I need sniff to take a shower...” she said, while turning around heading toward the bathroom.
“Oh sweet Celestia. That was close.”
I let go of breathe that I didn't even know I was holding, and slowly stepped down the stairs.
“Sweet Celestia that was close....” I whisper to myself as I walk out the door to take a stroll in the night.
“I need to figure out this stallion she is talking about loving. Maybe I can convince him to date Sunshower.” Thinking about that made me happy and mad at the same time for some reason. As I went outside, I looked both ways. One had a lot of lights and pony's who were happy and celebrating something, and the other was a dark road with nopony on it...I think I will take the dark path...
I kept trying to think of ponies she might be interested in. So far I had no luck. I mean, no offense to her, but this pony is a social outcast. She never really 'Got around' as you would say. She was always in the house.
I reached a dead end turned around to head back to my house.
When I got there the smell of toast, oats, and apples started to fill the air. Sunshower was cooking. I walk in the kitchen to see a burnt our sunshower waiting at the table for me.
“Eh. How are you doing today?” I ask her not trying to think about the fact that I know how she actually felt. She didn't reply as fast as I thought she would. She just slowly shrugged her shoulders.
“I've been fine....How about your day? Hmm?” she said as she try to hide the fact that tears were running down her face.
I tried to pretend I did't notice. I bucking hate awkward moments. “I've been good...Oh hey, you cooked me some food. Mmm. Oats, toast and apples. My favorite” As I changed the subject I sat down and stuffed a big apple into my mouth, with a follow 'Mmmm' sound coming from it.
She just sat there sheepishly smiling like always.
After we finished. We went up to our room, took showers, and got into bed. Sunshower was more quiet than usual. I kind of felt really bad for her. I mean, image if it was you. Image if you have gotten beat up and raped, then thrown into a window not remembering anything from your past life. It must be hard.
Tonight, I did something weird. As Sunshower got into bed, I hesitated a bit, but I closed my eyes and kissed her forehead and said goodnight. Now, I didn't know if she blushed or not as a fact, but I could feel her hot blood rushing to the center of her face. Trying to avoid eye contact, I turned around quickly and put the sheets over my head. There was no noise for the rest of the night.
I dreamt of a pony. Yeah, that's not not interesting is it? Well, this pony wasn't any normal pony. It had flames shooting out of it's horn. The color of the pony was red, a really dark shade of red. I couldn't make out the face. The flames started to consume the space between us. It burned. I started to sweat and scream loudly. The flames against my coat was not a good feeling. It was a cold feeling at first. No pain, no blood nothing yet. There was no reason for my to scream at the moment, but I just knew. I just knew that there was suppose to be pain there. Burning to death is not that bad as people make it out to be. I slowly closed my eyes to accept my death when I suddenly opened them.
It was 9:00am. I didn't notice this at the time, but I was breathing quite hard. I turned to look at Sunshower who was still asleep.
“Sunshower....” I whisper. There was no reply. I sigh and get ready for work. I had two hours of free time so I walked around ponyville for a little bit. There was a lot of stuff that went on during this early in the morning. I wasn't surprised. I mean, most of these ponies have happy lives. One's that they are afraid to lose. Thinking about this made me envy them a little bit. Especially Twilight Sparkle. I remember hearing about her become a princess. Pff, she was such an attention whore. I didn't like her.
I went to work at exactly 11:30. How? I have no idea. I even got up early to do this. Snips! Applejack was not as mad at me as I thought she'd be. She just told me not to do it again and get to work. It was a slow day today. All I really thought about was the dream that I had, and in the process of doing that, I stopped a few times to think, which only allowed me to get twelve pies done.
That dream I had was really weird compared to all my other nightmares. I mean, I don't usually have nightmares but when I do, its basically a pony chasing me with a knife or a chainsaw, plus I never experienced death during any of them. So, I didn't know if that dream was telling me something or not but it did creep me out.
When I arrived home, I saw that Sunshower was actually not there. Which was good. I am proud that she is starting to get around more. I go upstairs and lay down on my bed. There was a envelope next to Sunshowers pillow. I slowly picked it up. On the front of the envelop it read.
To: Sunshower from: pinkie
The envelop wasn't opened yet. I tried my best not to open it, but my curiosity got the best of me. When I finished opening it, I heard the sound of a door opening. Snips, It was my door. I quickly hide the envelop under her pillow, and pretend to be
As she got upstairs I could hear a sound that reminded me of how I felt when my mother died. Sorrow. I hated that feeling. To me, the feeling was just uncalled for. What does being sad have to do with life at all?
All of a sudden, my thought process was broke by something really wet hitting my cheek. It felt warm. I slowly open my eyes when I am suddenly bombarded with a bunch of these things.
“W-why? W-why couldn't you remember?” A familiar voice said from behind me.
“Why didn't you remember it was my birthday?” She said trying to wipe tears from her eyes.
What she said made my heart drop. My eyes where fully open now, but somehow she still didn't notice I was awake.
“I-It was her birthday.....?” I said to myself. “No wonder she wanted me to stay home today...”
The feeling of guilt rushed throughout my body. I felt a hoof touch my face.
“You know, your the only pony that keeps me living, and you couldn't even say happy birthday.”
I myself started to feel a tear come out of my eyes. I just didn't know what to do! It sucks, how much she resembles me. I think the only reason I am crying now, is because of the fact that I know how she feels. Its like a feeling that will stick with you forever, despite the fact that you've gotten over it.
“W-well, I can't blame you. If I had a role in life I would forget a worthless pony’s birthday to.”
I tried to hold it in. Just a little bit longer. I knew exactly how she felt now. My memories from the past made it harder to control my emotions.
I heard Sunshower steping away from the bed and walking into the bathroom. Still sobbing she got into the shower and stayed in longer than usual.
As if it was automatic. My tears started to run down my face by itself. I put my hoofs on my face and just cried for the next few minutes.
After about an hour, Sunshower was in the bed, and I needed to walk. Walking helped me out so much. When I walk everything made sense in life. It was like my thinking time, and right now, I really needed to walk.
When I got outside the feeling of the night sky caught my eye. It was a midnight blue, the stars where well lit up, thanks to Princess Luna, and it felt warm. This is what I love about night time.