He was suddenly sent to Equestria out of nowhere, to a world unfamiliar to him. Every pony there seemed nice, at first. But the way he has been treated for the past few months, he is struggling to see clear reasons to live. Some life.
He was suddenly sent to Equestria out of nowhere, to a world unfamiliar to him. Every pony there seemed nice, at first. But the way he has been treated for the past few months, he has been ostracized to a point where he is battling a fight to inevitable lose, struggling to see clear reasons to live. Some life.
I think about many things, carefully and ahead of time. When you think about it, being a human as it is, is somewhat of a tedious task that you have to repeat for each day of your life, for years, perhaps several decades. Eat, work, sleep, repeat. It looks easy on the surface, a very undetailed lifestyle without going into complications. Weekends aren't much of an exception, but mainly you don't have work on those days. You either choose to stay at home and door whatever hobby you have, or spend those same hours outside, on physical activity or some bullshit you like to do in your life.
Does it seem fun to you?
I wouldn't know exactly. From my personal experience, if it is anything similar to this lifestyle, than no. I want that peaceful lifestyle, where there isn't any unneeded pressure on you for doings things your own way. Whether you did something wrong on not, its better to be alone, sometimes. Maybe with your family. Maybe with your girlfriend, or wife, or children etc. Me, I want that kinda life.
I must be very delusional, because if I even consider that type of lifestyle realistic, I would be insane. Because that isn't the life I have right now.
Not this one. Not even one single bit. So much... I forgot what version of this chapter that I'm currently writing in this book, because I'm trying to get my wording right. And I don't care about anything else at the moment. There really isn't much to lose.
Let me get started here.
I can't exactly remember how I got here. It's a bit foggy in my mind, but I can make a few thing out. I woke up in a mossy forest one day, which was called 'Evertree Forest' apparently, and then walked around for a few hours. I came across this small village full of ponies where I now currently reside, where I was only there for a minute before I was run out of town. Hours after that engagement, where I was hiding in a cave, a few of the ponies found me. From there, events are much clearer.
To put it lightly, they beat the shit out of me. Even when I pleaded mercy, they wouldn't stop for a good minute. I nearly went into unconscious, before some other pony came into the cave and stopped them. She was much taller and more god-like than anything I had ever seen to this day. Her name was Celestia, who's a Princess and co-ruler of this land. She... is the nicest pony or person that I have ever met, from memory. It's still surprising to me, considering the contrast from the leaders to the citizens.
Now, I'll be quick here. I don't want to write about this anymore than I have to. Those ponies who beat me up were two mares (girls in pony-form), named Applejack and... Rainbow Dash. Now, after this incident, where Celestia accepted by existence so long as I don't break any of their rules, those two still haven't apologised to me, to this day. I don't know why. In fact, the living conditions for me... its unbearable. Everypony still despises me, seeing me as some sort of monster, when I still haven't done anything wrong. I mean, at first, it was just few insults here, few cold-faced glares there. Nothing too-over the top. But over-time, the insults were becoming more... harmful on me. I have been called an ape and a furless-diamond dog, whatever the latter is. I don't know why. I've tried to come to several different conclusions, and its all inhumane.
They don't like me because I'm different? Why? Ponies have racial tendencies to anything that isn't a pony? I can't understand their reasoning, as all of my attempts to ask ponies this is... too dark for me to write in here. I'd rather not bring it up again.
But in particular, there were at least four ponies who are the closest beings to 'friends' that I have ever had in this place. Aside from the Princess, the first is a yellow pegasi named Fluttershy. She has been nice to me day-one, and doesn't cave in to her other friends' threats. I don't understand how a pony like her has friends like them. It's all too confusing for me. And the other three aren't even close to my age. They are around... maybe twelve or something. Two are the younger sisters to Fluttershy's friends, and the last one has a 'sister-like hero' who... I despise with every fibre of my being. So naturally, they forbid them from even being near me. And Fluttershy is rarely ever around, whenever I take a walk around the village of Ponyville, unoriginally named as it is.
I'm alone. I live alone, in a small, abandoned house. It's just tolerable enough for me to live in. Just. No pony cares that I live in this shithole. Who would? Honestly, if I suddenly dies here, no one would bat an eyelid and notice that I am gone. Though I doubt that, seeing as they wouldn't give me their daily insults, they would notice something. I hate mob mentalities.
I currently work on a farm. And guess who's my boss? Yep, Applejack. I only got the job when Fluttershy pushed both of us, so we both reluctantly agreed. I knew that we both hate each other, and might want to brawl against one another, but I would instantly lose that fight. She has magical strength. I have nothing to show at all. Truth be told, I don't hate her as much as I did at first. She is tolerable, when compared to other ponies. She shows very little amounts of respect towards me, but its more that I think that I'm ever going to get towards the rest of the town (aside from those four). She doesn't insult me, or physically hurt me in any way. She just gives me order, I do them in silence, and we get on with the day. I get the same attitude from her slightly bigger brother, who looks like he wants to kill me if he has the chance. But he is awfully quiet. And that is scary. And their younger sister is one who I consider my friend, so during work hours, she is banned to her room form early all day, or just away from the orchard.
And at the end of the day, when I get my pay in the form of apples (my only source of food in this world) I usually rest by myself in the park, or out in the plain field behind the village. At least in those places, its something near peaceful. I hate the smell of dust. Thankfully it rarely rains. When it does...
I hate her. I fucking hate her. Not enough to take her life, because it isn't worth it, and that I don't think I could kill any pony. Rainbow Dash really takes the largest prize for being the biggest asshole that I've ever met, and that really is saying something. In reality, I called her plothole because that makes sense in pony terms. Plot means Ass here. The result of that is she would just get even more pissed, and will occasionally smack me. Actually, I have to give her some respect. At least she is the only one brave enough to hit me. Sadly, I don't retaliate. Because it's not my nature. And that is why she isn't stopping any time soon. She is still the pony I hate the most over these past few months. Actually, I do have some sort of fun, where my only retaliation is just insulting her back. We would go back and forth... and it will only end in pain.
I gotta say, for ponies, they really hurt a lot.
Really, I want friends in this world, but I guess fate or something else wants me to suffer, so I only end up with pain, insults, spitting... you name it. If they all decide to act nice, all of a sudden, especially Rainbow Dash because for whatever reason, they can still go fuck themselves. They don't realise how much pain they've enacted onto me. They don't care. Realistically, they won't ever care. Loyal bitches.
I sat in the open field, thinking about what to do next. Sleeping here was actually comfortable, for the most part. The small breeze of the wind was a little annoying, but nothing excruciating painful when compared to the rest of the day. I always have to bring that up in my mind. No. No. Forget it. I have to say the view from this hill isn't that bad, one you get used to it. It's all different from where I was 'raised'. Everything is much more colourful, pastel colours come to mind. It all seems... unrealistic, you could say. But I like it. I wish I could experience this with someone else. Maybe somepony else, but then I would be crazy to even consider that option. No pony will ever like me.
I'm still trying to come up with different solutions on why ponies hate me. The frontrunner in my opinion is that I'm not a pony, and therefore they have a racial bias against anything that isn't a pony. I'm struggling to find anything that is to the contrary, but I've found nothing of note. The closest thing I can find against this is that a griffin used to be friends with her, before she was driven out of town or something. That says something, or at least it should. But seeing how ignorant these ponies are, I'm not that surprised.
The opinion coming second to why ponies want my head is that I don't have any magic in me at all. None. And this is in a country full of magical beings. Unicorns and earth ponies hating me would make sense from this logic, and to pegasi as well. But they probably hate me more because I don't have wings from this logic. That leads to the reason of why don't they hate earth ponies and unicorns. If this is all true, then pegasi are hypocrites, and I hate them even more. Except for Fluttershy and Scootaloo. They are nice. Thankfully there are some ponies who are actually decent beings. But most of them are actually foals. Doesn't that say something about ponies? The current generation are worse than the next? I guess.
There's a bunch of other theories that I could go through, but it seems pointless to me. That, and it seems like I don't have much time left. It looks around that time. I need to go work, at the farm on the outskirts of this prejudicial village, where it is the closest thing to neutral. Standing up, I could see a few other ponies waking up, including some who were now flying in the sky. And any that did notice me, sent their usual daily hateful glares. Returning a cold stare back at them, they muttered something to themselves and walked or flew off. Yeah you better leave. So nothing out of the ordinary right now.
Walking past a few houses and a few more angry glares, I eventually made it to the farm after the usual tedious walk. As such, I was just greeted with nothing much but silence and a few looks from Applejack and her older brother. Applebloom spotted me from inside the red barn, and made a quick wave, before dashing to somewhere in the barn. I smiled at that. I'm surprised that this family is somewhat reasonable, even terrifying that they don't seem to snap at me at all. But the silence is unnerving. Pleasantly unnerving.
And here I am, working in this apple orchard which is quite large in size. This job that the southern-accented mare 'gave me' was tiring to some degree, at least at first. Over time, it seemed much easier as I got fitter. I think I should point out that when I came here, I wasn't exactly in the best of shape. Now I consider myself alright. Better than most of the fuckers that live here. The job was simply to bring the cart filled with baskets of apples, all red apples, to the barn and store them there. Take the cart back out again, to the mare who was 'bucking' the trees by kicking them with her rear legs, then repeat. Pretty simple. Something I picked up on is that earth ponies' magic is super-strength. I'm surprised that she hasn't beaten the shit out of me, aside from our 'first meeting', considering she could probably beat me with her eyes closed. And that is scary, but I ain't giving them any ideas. Also, acting mean towards any of these country ponies here seems like suicide to me, and out of my nature.
Carrying these baskets full of a bunch of apples isn't as heavy as I thought it would be. I wasn't sure of what to expect when I was first doing this job, but I seem to blow past it in a breeze. Time strangely goes by, as it has been around an hour since first starting. Applejack and I remain in a slightly awkward silence while just doing our jobs. We're getting through this faster than what I thought we would. But it may just seem like that to me, and just a chore to her. Well, I've heard her say in the past to some pony that she enjoys this hard-working task. If it suits her.
"Hey, Leo?" She asks out of nowhere. I pause for a second, before looking back at her. She bucked the tree before looking back at me. I didn't say anything. She takes a breath. "Do you..." She starts before breaking off. Weird. "Ah'm, nevermind." I looked at her in confusion for another second before turning back towards the baskets to pick them up. That was odd. Wonder what she was going to say. Eh, must not be important.
I still can't get the fact that she actually spoke something to me, yet didn't say much. I can't get this thought off my head, as lunch time rolled around. I am given about an half an hour break before we continue our work, when usually miss prissy bitch flies around just to piss me off. Strangely, she hasn't shown up yet, which is a good thing. But I don't want to tempt fate. Applejack just wandered off elsewhere, leaving me to myself. I might as well go and get water, from the small river. Or I could just hang out with Fluttershy, if she is even there. I don't know where she is nowadays. Something about her brother, who doesn't live in this town. I hope he is reasonable.
"Hey!" A familiar filly's voice called out to me in surprise. What is she doing here? "Hey Leo!" She came running up to me with something in her hoof. You know, I could never understood how ponies hold things without hands. Magic, I guess.
I was about to greet her, before a sense of fear and paranoia entered my system. "Applebloom, what are you doing here?" I tried to keep my voice down. I don't want her older siblings or pretty much anypony seeing me with her, as she would get in trouble, and I would get an unfair couple of insults directed towards me, mainly false accusations. Though there are only three ponies that can really bother me.
"Why, Ah'm just tryin' to give you some apple juice!" What? I look at the glass she holds impossibly in her hoof, that does look like it contains apple juice. I am a bit thirsty, but I'm still surprised that she is willing to give me this, considering what her family could do to her. They can't be that savage.
"But why?" I whisper through my teeth. "I mean, it's a good gesture, but you're going to get in trouble."
She makes a sigh. "Yeah, I know. But I don't really care." I blinked. You don't care about getting in trouble? She seemed to looked at the expression on my face. "Look, I love ma' sister and all, but you don't deserve to be lonely."
I sigh. "Yeah, I know." I say softly. And maybe bitterly. "But it's the way things are working right now. And as much as I don't like it, it's working."
"What?" She looked shocked, placing the glass on the dirt of the ground. "You don't want things to change?" She started to shake-up a little.
"Huh? What, no no." I gown down to my knees and calm her down, my rubbing down her back softly. Man, ponies' fur are rather soft, surprisingly contrasted from ponies back in my old world. I guess... magic. "Don't get upset. I know you want to hang out with me," For whatever reason. "But I also want you to be safe. Getting caught here with me isn't being safe, especially being around me isn't safe." I sigh again, as she looks away, muttering something to herself.
I pause for a moment, remembering the past few times she tried to do this. She got caught quite easily, but refused to not hang out around me. For her 'cutie mark' or otherwise. And she would give me this 'cute' face whenever I tell her she can't hang out with me. I'm just too dangerous, apparently. Now... it seems like the message is getting through to her. And she looks rather upset.
"But it's not fair..." She whispers to herself.
"Hey, it's alright." I lie to her, thinking of a way to get her spirits up again, but considering the circumstances that I am currently in, that would be very hard. So I take a sip from the apple juice, picking it up, before realizing how good this tastes. I gotta give it to the apple family, they do make good juice. I end up swallowing it whole in one take, before taking a breath. "That tasted good. Thanks for the drink." I smile to her, who smiles back my hugging my leg. Man, why are these foals so damn cute. And how is it the rest of the ponies can be so brutally mean when their are some who are this nice? I don't understand how the contrasts exist.
I don't how long she spent hugging me, but it felt good, in a way. "Now, go run along with your friends. Hang out with them. I'm fine here." I lie to myself again. I don't want her freaking out more than she already was. Or is. Too many bad things can occur from this. I give her the glass back.
She sighs. "Okay, see ya Leo!" She then waves, before running down the path. I watched her leave, smiling to myself. At least I have some sort of friends in this hellish world. My short-lives happiness dwindles, before depression slowly starts to set into my mind. Sadly, I can't be around my friend for long, and there isn't any foreseeable way of making any new friends, in this town at least. I'm left to myself leaning against this tree. Alone again. Well, at least I was happy for once today.
"Hey!" So much for that. Everything turns to the worse, whenever things are starting to look up, kind of. And her voice is immediately noticeable from everyone else's. Her voice is much more raspy. 'Insult' mode activates, as I ready for whatever the hell she is going to insult me with today. Thought something to note, she didn't insult me off the bat. I refuse to look at her, staring at the ground, contemplating my thoughts. "So I saw that little talk you had there with AJ's sister." Oh shit. I knew someone ha to be watching us. But of all ponies, if had to be fucking her. Of course. Just my luck, ain't it?
There was a pause in silence. "So?" I eventually ask. "You have huge plot eyes, and can see shit. So what?" She growled where I sais 'plot', before I realized what I said. I braced for some sort of punch or slap, but it didn't come.
That growled turned into a smile. Not like any normal smile. That smile. "So," She is being kinda seductive... I know where this is going. "I think I'm going to tell Applejack about this." Or maybe I... What? Oh no...
"What?" Oh shit, this isn't good... "No, no. She came up to me." I try to defend myself, but I know in the end its going to be useless.
"Really, jackass?" I really wish that I didn't teach her that word. No, insults aren't a good time right now. She paused for a second, staring at me intently, before smiling. "What, you don't want me to tell Applejack?" Don't do this to me... "Go on, answer me." She knows that I am in the palm of her hoof, if she even has palms. I'm going to lose what I left of my pride to her... especially her... but I really need a job... money, food... and she is going to ruin it if I don't... there isn't any other job I could get around here... oh ,what do I do. "Leo, you still there? You don't usually take this long." Yes, thanks for point that out you bitch. I'm trying to make a important decision... maybe I just bite it on the lip.
"Why do you care so much?" I ask out of the blue, thinking about it. "Why do you want to ruin my life?" She doesn't answer at first, before... laughing. Of course, why did I bother.
"Heh, do you really think I care about you?"
"No." I answer instantly. She blinks for a second, before looking irritated, as she usually is. "And I don't care about you." And I don't think I ever will.
"Is that so Lardass?" Lardass... really? I'm not fat anymore. And I wasn't that fat... It still hurts. "Well, I don't see why I shouldn't tell Applejack over that little... incident."
"You going to make me lose my job?" I ask uncertainly. She wouldn't be that harsh... would she? No, what am I saying? Of course she is that fucking harsh. She hits me on a daily basis and gets away with it. She hates me like everypony on this earth! Why would she suddenly start to act nice to me? Only in my dreams...
She pauses again, before looking unfazed. "You... if I don't care about you, then why should I care about your job?" Ugh... I really fucking hate you.
"Because I didn't do anything wrong." To me, at least. But I guess being different is a problem in their eyes.
"And if I tell her, you won't get in trouble then. It all work out..." You know your lying under that ignorant smirk, I'm going to get severely punished for this, I can tell. Or, Applebloom. And I don't want her to get hurt over... she is innocent. She doesn't need to be drawn into this.
"Well what if Applebloom gets in trouble then?" She pauses for a little longer, after hearing that, looking away from me. Yeah, that'll get you thinking.
"Then I'll make sure she won't." She says darkly... what? What does she mean by that? Is she...
"What? No. You can't get me fired from my job! I didn't do anything-
"Oh really?" No, don't take that as a challenge. Please don't. "I'll think I can tell her now!" She flew off, before I could stop her.
"Rainbow Dash! No! Don't..." But she was already gone... It's too late... that damn mare has just costed me my only job... not even Fluttershy could fix anything... "I didn't do anything wrong..." I felt like crying, but that would be useless at this stage of my life. It would only make me look weak. If I wasn't already weak... "I didn't do anything wrong... why me...?"
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I'm currently sitting, or hiding rather, inside my dusty, worn-down house, sitting on my surprisingly comfortable bed, knowing that the inevitable is going to occur. I'm too afraid to face the unfair consequences of what Rainbow may have done. I'm just too scared to meet Applejack again. She is ultra powerful, she could beat me easily. She already has, and I don't want that day to repeat. It took months before I lost most of my fear for her, and I guess for Rainbow and everypony, but its starting to resurface now.
I'm too frightened to go out there, now. I don't want to lose my job, and I don't want to be harmed by her. I'm going to get fired, for something I didn't do, again in my life. And there's nothing much that I can do to stop her.
Why is my life so unfair?
I guess there isn't any point dwelling on it now. I have to move on to some other job... in this painful village. But where to start? No pony will take me in to work for them. The only possibility is Fluttershy, and I don't even think she has a job. That makes me wonder how she has any money (bits is this world's currency), but its still possible. If her friends hadn't already turned her on me. I don't know if that is possibly true. Maybe... Is there any other option that I can choose?
"Leo!" I hear her voice, slamming on my front door, or the only door in this house that still stands. How does she know where I live? I never told anypony. The only pony who knows, that followed me that one time was... her. Of course, it makes sense... Maybe if I stay quiet, she won't know that I'm here. "I know your in there!" Please go away... "I'll barge in here if you don't open up!" I guess I don't have much choice. Time to face... the painful, screeching music... that I didn't deserve...
I open the door slowly. "Hi, Apple..." I didn't get to finish that sentence, as she kicks the door down, with me as well. I land on the floor, though it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. I wish she didn't have magic... I wish I wasn't here. "...jack."
She growled as she approached me, where I didn't move. It's not because I couldn't, its because there wasn't much of a point if I did. "Did you talk to Applebloom!?" She yelled into my face, as I had to look away from her face.
"Y-yes..." I nervously stuttered. She could do anything here, and I would be helpless. "I..."
She wouldn't let me finish. "Why did ya talk to her!? After the rule that I made you from staying away from her at all times?!"
"Because she came to me..." She didn't cut in. "She gave me a glass of juice... and that was it." My voice sounded weaker than it usually is. I don't know why. I was still afraid to look her in the eyes, but I eventually did after a few moments of puffing in what sounded like anger. Her eyes looked like it was full of controlled-rage. I became even more scared.
She stared at me for a few more seconds. "Then why, did you," She says with hate. "Talk with her, instead of getting her to leave."
"I d-did..." I weakly state.
"Don't lie to me!" She yells in my face.
"I'm not lying!" I yell right back, staring straight into her eyes, still afraid. She practically has me pinned down at this point. I think my eyes might of had tears in them, but I couldn't notice any.
"Do you know how much danger you could of put her through, just by being near her?"
"...I don't know." She didn't say anything to that, and instead began to walk away after a second of standing over me, like I couldn't do anything about it... like I was her... no, I couldn't. I sit-up slowly, in fear, shaken up that she just yelled in my face and didn't buck me. Thankfully, she didn't buck me.
"That was your first warning Leo," She states, standing in the doorway, looking away from me. "And... also your last. You know that." I do... no. "And... you're fired." I stand there in disbelief, frozen in so many emotions. I really am fired from my job... because Rainbow couldn't keep her mouth shut. And because Applebloom was just trying to be nice... to me. As Applejack walks away, I see Rainbow hovering through the doorway. She looks at her, before looking at me. She doesn't say anything...
...before smiling devilishly in delight. "Hahahaha! You should see the look on your face right now!" She goes on laughing hysterically, as I stand there in disbelief. I can't process this... she go me fired. She really did. "Oh, lighten up! It's not like she actually got ya fired!" I didn't say anything. I couldn't say anything. I felt like crying, like never before. Grief struck me heavily. I feel... depressed again. Where am I supposed to find any sources of bits... or food...? What can I do now? What am I supposed to do now? "Hey jerk, talk to me!"
"Why did you ruin my life?" I ask gruffly, before slowly walking away from her. She tries to grab my attention, but I just ignore her. She even tries to punch me in the arm, but it doesn't do anything. Eventually, she stops trying, and I walk alone, through the sunshine.
I eventually make it back to the paddock hill I was in the morning, just sitting there... staring at the grass. What am I supposed to do? There isn't anything I could do. First, she attacks me with these little insults, then they got more personal and darker... then she sets out to ruin my life, by ruining any fun I could have at all. Having friends... having a job... having... peace... I don't mean anything to her, aside from a source of pain to dish out at. Tears drop down my cheeks. I promised myself I wouldn't cry... but there isn't any point to that. I want to cry... I just want to be left alone... is that too much to ask?
I cried on my arms, sitting on the hill, as the rest of the day went by like nothing but misery.
Months and months and months… Waiting… Thinking… Observing…
His behaviour… their behaviours… his hope for the world… their hope of ever seeing him again…
It’s a very interesting thought, when you consider. Consider, the fact that he really needs someone in his life to help him… to make him feel happy… while the others couldn’t be without him… no matter what they think of him.
Coming back.
Day after day after day.
They never really wanted him to leave.
It’s been so long since they had seen him. What he has been doing, was out of his own need to survive. He hasn’t encountered them, obviously. And yet, surprisingly, they haven’t seen him either. After so long, so few of them even gave a second thought about him, let alone caring. Hell, I would be surprised if they even remembered his presence among the land.
A massive anomaly has been spotted in the U Continuum.
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I've often thought a lot about my life. So much so that others would instantly assume that I am very lonely. Or... things that are much worse. But about my life... I wonder where I went wrong. I mean, my birth wasn't an accident. That much I know. I truly believe that. I was planned from the start... but after my conception... things went off the rails... slowly, but surely.
I mean, my primary schools seemed to be a blur in my mind. It all went by so fast, I can't really remember much. Other than I hanged out by myself on the bench all day. No one really bothered me, but that necessarily wasn't a bad thing. Sure, I was lonely, and had no friends. But at least the risk of be being... the complete opposite of happy never really existed. Maybe it had, and I just forgot. I don't know. I don't care either. Nothing bad happened then, and that was a good thing.
I think... arguably... the best thing about my life.
But before I delve into my 'school' years further, I've been trying to analyse other things as well. Mainly... where I am right now. And what's happened around me. I mean... getting fired from your only possible job... feeling like your life has been ruined... definitely takes a toll on your mind. But... really, I didn't expect anything to come out of that, in my favour, that is. And I was right, as I most often am, sadly. No pony really cared, though... Fluttershy, on the other... erm, hoof...
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"SHE DID WHAT?!" She screamed at the top of her lungs in shock. I even had to take a few steps back in fear, as the animals around her jumped from where they were. I... didn't expect this reaction.
"Umm..." I went silent again, looking away for a moment. "Rainbow..." I hesitate again. I mean, why am I hesitating? It's not like Fluttershy can do anything to make a difference. That helps me, anyways... "Rainbow kinda... got me fired." I scratched the back of my head.
There was a deadly silence in the air, where I heard nothing, as I refused to look at her. For some odd reason, I eventually did, and... she was staring at me... with some expression I wasn't familiar with... is she... angry at me? "Er-er... Flu-Fluttershy...?" I stammered, taking a few steps back. "Are y-you al-alright?"
I couldn't react to what she did next. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" She... cried into my neck? She's... hugging me... "I'm sorry you had to go through with that..." I didn't return the hug... I was too frozen in shock to do anything.
I know she's kind and all, but I didn't expect she'd actually believe me. Maybe these ponies really have been nasty for a long time... forever in their lives, perhaps. "Umm..." Think of something, idiot! Don't ruin your only chance left... "There there... It's going to be fine..."
She gave me a look. A stern one that made me flinch. "Leo, you know that your lying! It's not fine. Not at all! She can't just treat you like that!" She growled, looking off to the side. "When I find her..."
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...she had an interesting outlook, to say the least. But not even her could ease my mind. Not for a while.
One that was more positive than the others. I get the feeling the word spread pretty quickly throughout the town. As such, I've heard the three fillies wanted to find me, but were... I think banned from seeing me. I didn't really mind. They wouldn't have done anything to make a difference. I've seen them attempt diplomatic resolutions... hasn't ended well.
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"But Applejack-
"But nothin'! I've already made mah' decision!"
"But he didn't do anything wrong..."
"Yes he did! He was speaking with you! And how many times have I told you to not go near him!"
"Why won't you give him a chance?"
"Don't you know how dangerous he could be?"
"He hasn't done anything wrong! He's not dangerous!"
"How do you know that? He just appears from out of nowhere, apparently bein' an alien, and we are supposed to believe he's nice? Nah, I don't think that for a second! We are just lucky he don't have any communication 'devices' to help him call his own race-
"What?!"
"-for an alien invasion!"
"That's... that's absurd! How do you know that?"
"I know!" She paused for a second. "Now... go to your room!"
There was a defeated sigh after many seconds of intense glaring between the two siblings. "You haven't been the same since-
"I said go to your room now!" She yelled again, Applebloom silently making her way up the staircase. "And I better not ever catch you bein' around him!" There wasn't any response after that.
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Okay, so Applebloom isn't as incompentent as she seems. She's actually quite smart, it's a little shameful that her friends really aren't as bright as her. Sweetie Belle is not dumb, but Scootaloo is arrogant, but kind at the same time. Just... not really as bright.
And I think Applebloom took the words right out of my mouth. This whole opinion of me they have is absurd. I wanted to barge in there and give her a piece of my mind... but she wouldn't have whooped my ass, again, and her stubbornness was, for sure, not going to change her mind any time soon. If the CMC, as they like to call themselves, don't want to be treated like this to their own 'family', they should probably just side with them, and treat me just as nasty as...
They're too kind to do so, I guess. Reminds me of my young sister... when I was still with her.
Maybe another day, I'll send in an entry. Because, right now, I'm in no mind set to do so. I'm not angry, frustrated and sad perhaps... just not feeling up to it.
Another morning of beautiful disgust could be smelt in the air. It was new, but welcoming. He couldn't help but smile. The sun... didn't shine, as it often didn't, but how is that a problem in any shape or form? There... was this object laying on his chest, as he woke up... to wild confusion. It was a blue box... wrapped with a red ribbon. Okay, it was a gift. Splendid! He needed something to cheer up his day... goodness knows how he had been longing for something pleasant for... some time...
Was he trying to kid himself? Was he becoming delusional? He wasn't sure, but the desire for... happiness was growing to such an extent that anything which resembles a 'gift' was a wonderful sight to behold. That and the lilies placed on the table next to his bed, reminded him of the potential to have a marvelous time... if he disregarded reality in its entirety. That, was a difficult task to accomplish.
Sitting up in his bed, he analyse the strange item before him. His first conclusion was a variant of a prank, conducted perhaps by Rainbow. She hasn't broken into his house (which is preculiar in itself) to cause mischief or mayhem... yet. This might be a first... or... he just woke up. Thinking straight was a difficult task to accomplish always every morning. Staying up late a night for... reasons, was hard enough. He simply poked the ribbon, feeling the luxurious fabric. Odd. He contemplated whether or not to open the structure... but terrified of the potential outcome... or the inevitable outcome, rather.
Well something had to kick start his day. His enthusiasm dead in the water certainly wasn't going to achieve it. Firstly, he lifted the box, and rattled it a little. Something was definitely in there. Thin air doesn't often generate a noise. Slowly... he unwrapped the red velvet, chucking off the lid, and staring at the side of the box...
...
Nothing happened. A sign that it wasn't going to explode in his face. That was a start.
With a peek, he glanced at... the object contained within initial fear... a small blue ball appeared into his vision. Was... it a handball? He searched around the box for a ticket, explaining who may have sent him a present... nothing. It was a blue handball just lying there... on his stomach...
First, a smile crept on his face. Something to play with for the day, he thought. Then it disappeared, vanishing out of the house, a common trope. What will he exactly do with it? Bounce it against a wall? And... there wasn't anyone to play it with. Aside from the flooded grief that resides in his house, along with the dreaded regret of his own body and mind...
Some morning, this was.
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Despite the rather shameful and shy quality of Leo, he was not a fool in the slightest. He knew the inner workings of this place like the back of his hand, which felt off. He knew the system of this world, and what role he played into it, but unaware of the reasons as to why it functions and why... he suffers from it. He believes he is a punching bag, to the held back frustrations of the ponies of the town... maybe. He... even if it was wrong, he just wished he knew why no one was reasonable in this world, but the 'gullible' kids of the town, and the oh-so benevolent ruler... She had to be, for sure. Otherwise she probably wouldn't be the leader in the first place.
The dusk of clouds that surfaced in the sky was noticeable, mainly for the lack of any ponies flying to move them to a particular place, or outright remove them entirely. Lying on a hill in the middle of a meadow in what appears to be a peaceful location, he was ever thankful for it. The peace may not last... but it was a good feeling. He could over-analyse and predict why everyone despise the new foreign alien (who had no say in the matter), to be plucked from a terrible world, to a modified cloned one... or he could make this feeling last.
This was a beautiful place, his grin unable to be removed. The initial appearance does give a mild cartoon-ish vibe, but he can't help the alluring sight that fascinated him so much that evolution can cause such awe from him... how it cannot last. He knows it. But...
A defeated sigh escaped his lips. Not from the implications of the notion within his mind, but... "Hey, you aren't in your house for once!" Being spotted by an inconsiderate arrogant mare. It's as if he called could predict the future.
"Yeah... haven't been out since yesterday." He found after many terrible experiences, that his voice remaining neutral, even in the face of smugness, was the best possible way to continue forward. Smiling only ends in him getting crush, and appearing sad results in endless mocking... he pleaded for a reason why... but nevertheless, staying calm and expressing no emotion leads to her getting bored quickly. She must obviously despise patience.
"What, did it take you hours to slug your fat ass out here?"
"Fat?"
"Yeah, fat! This." She poked his skinny belly, much to her pleasure, and his confusion. His understandable confusion, which was sorrowful.
"Uh... okay, sure. What brings you here?"
The shortest of pauses conjured a thought, that he pushed to the side. "Well... I was just minding my own business, warmin' up the limbs and all, I gotta prepare every day! And, I just so happened to see you lie on this hill, having the time of your life!" He wasn't sure if that line was sarcastic. "And, now that I've already done that, I'm here to cheer you up." A blank stare. "I mean- cheer myself up!"
Well at least that made more sense, based of recent memories... "Geez, I wonder how..."
"Talking your ears off until they realise to leave your pathetic head." He had half a mind to respond to that.
"Do you, by any chance, need a small ball to help you on your quest."
"Small ball?" A tilt of her head to the side made him muddled. "I don't have a small ball or anything..." Perhaps she was just lying, and this was apart of a long-term program to torture him... Or she genuinely (that'd be a first) didn't give him the present. Unless this was actually a fantasy land, he stuck with the former. "But at least I have balls."
Her chuckling didn't silence his bewilderment in his mind. He understood the insult... maybe. She doesn't have a- What was the joke...? It didn't effect him in the slightest, anyways. What was the point in dwelling on it? "Well it seems I've helped you on your journey."
"And what was that?" Like a subtle hiss, she responded to no passionate reaction.
"Cheering you up."
"No, idiot! I wanted to cheer myself up! And- oh, forget it. You're slowly becoming boring to hang around. Why aren't you reacting? And why did you bring up a 'small ball' for anyways? Oh I don't care that much to stick around to your stupid voice... your accent, whatever it is. I don't care! I'm leaving now!" As a path of a rainbow followed her wake, he couldn't help but think, how arrogant and how she finds joy in the suffering of others (or just himself), isn't referred to a rainbow, of all things. Well, when judging the book of cute and adorable small ponies, and then discovering how harsh they can be in nature...
He promised to not make that same mistake again.
She didn't arrive back after a minute, and wasn't spotted in his vision, so he could relax once more. Sometimes... maybe only suffering for the shortest of moments could end with quiet calmness... There wasn't anyone else around, their daily duties must not consist of deliberately going out of their way to receive delight in verbally abusing a friendly alien of his miserable days...
He could get used to lying in a tranquil sea of flowers. Oh boy, could he.
"Hey Leo? Where aarree yyyoooouuu?!" The cheery horror sourced from a pink mare interrupted his rest... maybe his rest can wait.