In the magical land of equestria, where ponies run and frolic and have fun. Where all is peaceful and calm. But ponies are not the only things that run and frolic in this magical world. There are, as well… humans! Yes… humans and ponies coexist in this magical world. Though we humans have technology and ingenuity the ponies remain above us with their use of magic. Though it may seem that we would be warring over this land humans and ponies co exist in perfect harmony. There are no hate crimes, there are no racist acts of war or difference… we live peacefully. Our children grow up and go to the same schools. We work the same jobs. Humans are better at some things than ponies just as ponies can do other things better than humans. Yes… all the humans and ponies live peacefully with each other.
…but then there's me
I don't know if it's rotten luck or…or…whatever, but people and ponies just don't seem to enjoy my company. I've always been alone, I don't have friends. I live in a shitty one bedroom apartment in the slums of ponyville. I work at a low cut job behind the counter of a corner store. I'm not even the best looking guy around either with perfect health. I smoke often but it isn't much of a problem for me… but others just seem disgusted by it for some reason. I even saw one woman sneer at me for smoking then she proceeded to take out a cigarette and smoke it with her four year old daughter with her. But there might be a reason why people don't enjoy my company so much… it's uh… complicated.
See, my existence is a… interesting one. See humans and ponies get together well… sometimes a bit too well. Which is where my special case comes in. my mother was human…but… my dad was a unicorn. They were the first… EVER. There hasn't been another account of this ever really happening but… well… here I am…somehow. They said that my birth was some kind of freak miracle and that scientifically speaking I shouldn't be allowed to exist. You could only imagine that the news caught onto this quickly and frankly gossip travels faster than the speed of light. So… I was, at birth, officially labeled a freak of nature. Come to think about it… I'm pretty sure that's why people and ponies alike hate me.
Ponies and humans get along well. Our children go to the same school. We all work at the same places. And people and ponies hate me equally. That's my sad existence right there… not much to think of it. But I'll show them all. I'll show them what this freak of nature can do. They'll see, I'll get a good paying job, a beautiful wife and I'll have a few wonderful children. And all this shit about being a freak will go away. Normally news dies down after a while, but my story is still going strong and I don't think it'll ever die really. I'm already 21 and people and ponies alike still hate my guts. I don't really understand why, I mean… I'm not some kind of… half human…half horse freak. Well I guess I am… but not physically. I'm just a regular guy. No hooves, just hands. No horn on my head or brightly colored hair. I'm an average guy. I weigh 160 pounds; I'm a lightweight weakling with greasy black hair and a scratchy shave.
Today was a normal day just like any other. I got up to the sound of my alarm clock ringing right next to the bed. Throwing my hand out and slamming down on that thing has now become something like a natural reaction. I hate the sound of my digital clock going off. Even when I hear something like it on TV or whatever, it makes me cringe. I moaned and lazily threw the sheets off of me and climbed out of bed wearing nothing but my plaid boxers. I quickly threw on a pair of jeans laying on the ground and a stained white T-shirt. I grabbed my black hoodie and threw it on since it was starting to get colder out now. I grabbed my pack of cigarettes and my lighter and had a quick smoke. I opened up the window of my second floor, one bedroom apartment. I lit the cig and took a deep breath. I let out a sigh and smoke shot from my mouth. I quickly finished my cigarette and threw it out the window into the snow.
I went into the kitchen only to get to the door and leave. I didn't have time for breakfast so I just skipped it. I have to walk to work today. I wish I could live in the city so I could drive a car. Sine these small town like ponyville are so small the princess doesn't allow motor vehicles to run around these places. It's whatever though… I don't mind walking around, but it would still be nice if I could at least fly like one of the pegasi. I exited my apartment and closed the door behind me. I locked it shut and threw the key into my pants pocket. I made my way across the hallway and down the stairs to the ground. I threw my hoodie over my head to keep my ears warm and started making my way to the street before a voice stopped me.
"Oh… good morning Zachary." Said a sweet voice from behind me. I looked back to see an elderly mare in the windowsill placing a pie down to let it cool.
"Good morning." I said waving and giving her a smile. I turned around and started making my way to the street. That was old lady grey. Her actual name is lady grey, but now she's gotten old. She lives there all by herself since her husband had died a few years back, before I moved in. she's the only pony… actual, she's the only living being, that isn't my mother or father, who has shown me actual kindness. I often talk to her and she makes all kinds of food that she gives me. I count her as being the only real friend that I've ever had… which is pathetic really. Even though she's old and alone she's still a sweet old mare and I enjoy her company, in fact I just enjoy the pleasant conversations we have.
It doesn't take me too long to get to my job. It a small store on the corner of Hay Street. It's just a general convenience store. We sell everything there but it is a pretty lousy part of town. The manager is a human like me, a guy… but he's a douche bag…so yeah. He's paranoid of somepony breaking into here and stealing his shit… even though that kind of stuff doesn't happen in this town often. He is from the city though… so he's paranoid. He keeps a shotgun behind the counter and even told me to get a knife for self defense… he threatened to fire me if I didn't. I ended up getting one at a flea market for like ten bits. I've gotten kinda attached to the thing, so I keep it in the back pocket of my jeans. When I got to work the other employee there was already getting in. she's a Pegasus mare, her name is blue moon. She's very friendly to the customers' and the manager and all that shit… but she hates my guts, which is okay since I hate that bitch too. As I walked into the door she put on a fake smile thinking I was a customer but once she saw it was me the smile faded and she began her usual hazing, it's like tradition now. There weren't any customers in this early so it was alright… and the manager is never here so whenever the coast is clear she constantly nags and bothers me.
"Oh great… it's you." She said scowling at me. I just brushed her off and went over to the stores coffee machine and started making myself a cup of coffee for the morning. "You can't just drink that you know."
"Well no shit… I'm going to pay for it." I said. I finished my coffee and paid for it. I took my place behind the counter right next to blue moon and she just snarled and looked away as I drank from my Styrofoam cup of coffee.
"Ugh… your disgusting, do you know that?" she asked.
"Yeah…" I said blatantly.
"I mean… look at you. Your clothes are all stained and worn out. Your face is all scratchy… I mean, do you shave with a pair of scissors or something?" she said. She loves to make fun of me, and it's not even because I'm half unicorn and half human… she just hates my general existence. "You need to seriously clean your clothes… they're gross."
"Says the pony who doesn't even wear clothing." I said taking another sip of my coffee.
"That's only because our junk doesn't just hang out there like you humans." She said getting a bit louder now. The things she says don't even reach me anymore. "God it's like you don't even care anymore, you could at least take my advice." She said.
"Honestly… I don't care." I said. "Just keep yapping… maybe the hot air seeming from your head will warm up the store." I said. If she wasn't mad before she was now.
"I… I can't believe you just said that." she said. She can deal out the punches but she can't take them. Honestly I wanted to say a few things that were far worse than that… but I've given up on fighting others. I don't even know why I let her talk me down when she's only two thirds my size. She started going off at me again but I just brushed her off as usual and continued about my day. she continued on the subject about me being a dirty human for a while but I just rolled my eyes and drank my coffee until the first customer came in which is when she stopped talking to me entirely… the silence was nice actually, but it didn't last long.
Soon enough the store began to get busy and I stayed behind the counter the whole time. Customers came rolling in one by one and I put on a good fake smile and helped them with what they need, but they didn't even give me a passing glance. Like I said before… humans and ponies get along and do everything together. They all hate me equally… especially moon. She hates my guts worth ten ponies and ten humans. It's good that I only had the early shift today and I got out at four. As I left the other guy who works the evening shift came in. he didn't even look at me but I can only imagine the things blue moon tells him. he was a male earth pony, but I don't really know his name… and I don't care. I was on my way out when a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks.
"Hey… Zach…hold up." Said a male voice from behind. I turned around to see that it was my boss mike smith.
"Oh uh… good morning Mr. Smith." I said.
"Here Zach… take this." He said handing me a manila envelope. I grabbed it and it was somewhat thick.
"What is it?" I asked.
"It's a raise… you earned It." he said. Just hearing the words 'raise' made this the best day ever.
"Oh thank you Mr. Smith." I said gratefully.
"Yeah whatever, just get out of here and go." He said. I did just so and started walking off into town with my new wad of cash. Ever since the humans came to this world the monetary system switched over to our own which was much easier and efficient, but we still call them bits. I opened up the envelope and counted the money in it. There was over a thousand bits in there. I guess I should head to the bank and make a deposit. I started walking down the street with the thought of going to the bank in mind when my stomach started to growl at me. I did skip breakfast this morning… and I had a light lunch… I'm hungry.
I started heading my way into the nicer part of town and eventually made my way into the shopping district. I looked around at all the people and ponies walking around with smiles on their faces. I started seeing all the food and started to get hungry. My stomach once again growled at me but I was also getting tired. Standing behind a counter all day is murder on my feet. I spotted a nearby bench right outside of Ponyville Park and sat down. I pulled out my cigarettes and the lighter and had myself a quick smoke. I sat there and smoked my cigarette for a few minutes while people and ponies alike walked by and sometimes gave me a chilling look. I never thought I would be this famous, in all my life.
That's me… Zachary miles, the kid with the fucked up parents. Everyone in ponyville knows me by face and name. It's kinda depressing, but I'm used to the dirty looks and the hazing. When I was in school the jocks and the nerds would make peace just to beat the shit out of me. I can't say that it has completely ruined my life though… it's made me strong. My mom and dad wanted to move to a different town or a city… but you can't run form something like this, so we stayed. There haven't been any direct attacks on my family, thank god… just me. I don't care what happens to me, as long as my parents are alright then that's enough for me. It doesn't matter what happens to me, I've gotten used to my lonely life living in a one bedroom apartment with a shit job. That's the story of my life.
Though… it wouldn't hurt to have just one friend.
-Authors Note: yet another new story... yeah, guys i know. how am i supposed to be focusing on reborn with all these new stories... dont worry, ive got that figured out. anyway, i really like the idea for this one and i hope you guuys enjoy it... blah blah blah. I'm going to be working on this one and reborn more often than the others but i might quickly finish up last aid just to get it out of the way and add it to the complete pile. so... tell me what you think about it and let me know if you have any ideas or comments, be sure to leave a review and I'll catch you guys later.
stay shady...