My Little Problem
What do you do with something that you didn't ask for? Now this isn't something that can get tucked away like a terrible sweater you receive from your grand-mother or just throw in your room never to be thought of again. This was something you dealt with everyday not like some communicable disease that never went away or some kind of tattoo you got and instantly regretted. This was a test of will power of the mind. One that I will never forget.
My name is Donovan Lacson I'm twenty years old, and this is my second year of college. I began my day like most days, get to school after a half hour of commuting in my car go to the Student Lounge set up my laptop and whittle time away before my classes start. I was enjoying the quiet time when the usual people I hang out with came in discussing various things, most of which I paid no attention. I quickly put on my ear buds and turned on my iPod just to drown them out a little, not completely though, after all, I might pick up little tidbits of information about people or things.
"Dude, Saturday's episode was freaking awesome!" all of them quickly switched their attention. "Oh man, I know! Derpy, just became cannon!" I raised my eyebrow a bit, I kind of knew and didn't know what they were talking about. I knew they were talking about My Little Pony again, but I had no idea who they were talking about, nor did I care. It's not that I didn't like the show, it had its merits, but it was something I couldn't get into. "I know and she talked. TALKED. How much more epic does it get?" they all nodded. "Episode about Applejack? That just got taken away in 15 seconds." They all laughed. At this point I took out my ear buds and looked at them while raising my eyebrow. "Hey Don, did you hear?" the group shifted its attention at me. "Hear what Lewis?" I asked playing along a bit. "About Derpy Hooves, she just became canon!" At this point I should've just played along and acted like I knew what I was talking about but stupid me, I had to ask further. "Derpy...Hooves...?" I asked reluctantly. "Oh my gosh, you don't know who Derpy Hooves is? Dude, you need to watch more Ponies..." Lewis made his way over to where I was sitting while opening his laptop I was about to interject but once you got Lewis going, there was no stopping him otherwise.
"Careful Derpy, I wouldn't want to do any more damage than you've already done." the scene changed to show a building crumble and a grey Pegasus obliviously bouncing on top of a rain cloud making it shoot out lightning. "I just don't know what went wrong!" it shouted before electrocuting itself with lightning. "Yeah, it's a mystery." I was about to say something when the scene continued, "Nice work Rainbow Dash!" Derpy said as she flew backwards into a post making it fall over.
"This thing is Murphy's Law Incarnate!" I said. Lewis only chuckled "Keep watching."
The post slammed into the floorboards making a huge gaping hole. Derpy landed and peered in. "You okay Rainbow Dash? Anything I can do to help?" She asked. "No! Nothing! In the name of Celestia just sit there and do NOTHING." Derpy obeyed and sat down making the floor crack beneath her only to have it collapse and dragging down Rainbow Dash with her. "Oops, my bad."
"That was umm, interesting." I said trying to rebound from what I just saw. "And now you know. So when are you gonna start watching Ponies?" Lewis asked. "What? Start watching?" Lewis closed his laptop. "We'll start with season one and then move onto season two!" Don sighed, "I told you, I'm sure it's a great show, but it's just not for me. I told you, I don't HATE it, but I just can't get into it." Lewis rolled his eyes. "Don't worry, you'll come to like them." he said as he got up.
The day went on through like it normally did. Don went from class to class and did his best to stay awake in them while trying to take notes although more often than not he found dosing off for a better portion of the class. At three he headed towards his car and started his mundane journey back home. He enjoyed the drives but they were rather quiet and uneventful, and he wasn't about to start making phone calls, especially since everyone else was either too busy or are just unresponsive at this time. After about thirty minutes he reached his destination, home sweet home.
Don stepped into his house and breathed a sigh of relief no more scholastics and stupidity for the rest of the day, just some TV, some internet surfing and probably some gaming to end the evening. Don set his things down and went towards his room and flicked on the light. There was a brief flash and the sound of small pop, "Great, the light bulb died. Time to change it again." He went into one of the kitchen cabinets and fished out a new bulb and returned to his room. He reached for the dead one and huffed in a bit of frustration. The bulb was just out of his reach and sat there seemingly mocking him. "Man, I don't want to get a stool." He said to himself. He looked around the room. "Oh hey, there we go, I'll just use my computer chair." He wheeled it over towards the center of the room. "I know I shouldn't really be using this, but screw it, I'm tired after today." He got up and began unscrewing the old bulb and quickly replaced it with the new one. "There, now to get down." He stepped down only to have the chair move from under him. "OH WHAT THE HE-" there was an audible crash and a loud thud as Don fell flat on his back and hit his head on the floor. Don was completely discombobulated from what had just happened as well as in pain. He laid there momentarily and opened his eyes. "At least the light works now" he thought to himself "Also I know I'm not dead, that would be embarrassing 'College student dies changing light bulb' weather after this commercial break." His thoughts were interrupted by a small voice he was introduced to not too long ago calling out to him;
"Hey Mister, are you okay? Do you need any help?"