A/N: This was originally on my old account, for which I'm retiring from. I've decided to extend my fanfiction career just slightly longer, but instead of doing anime fanficions, I'm doing MLP fanfitions. However, for just a short time, I'm still a full-time novelist. My uploads won't be frequent, but I'll attempt to upload as much as I can. Anyway, onto the story!
My name, is Mitchell Stone, and this is my life... full of fu-... freaking ponies...
I know it's kind of weird to say that, but that's the complete truth. My little sister left her TV on in her room after she left for school, so I went to turn it off. She was watching My Little Pony, and I sighed. I despised the show, and it's fanbase. I was alright with the kids, but not the middle aged men that think of inappropriate things about these ponies. Hell, most use this to lure kids to them to molest or kidnap them. Or I think they do...
Either way, as I was about to turn off her TV, I heard someone call out to me, "Hey!" I looked around, looking for the one that was calling my name out. I found no one else in the room. Then it called out again, saying specifically where they were, "In the TV silly!" I looked up towards the TV, and there it was. One of the ponies looking directly out of the TV. It was the purple one. She was smiling, and was staring intently at me.
"A-Are you talking to me?" She nodded as she began to speak again.
"I just saw you walking in this room, and I was fascinated by your appearance. I've read about your species in one of my books. Can you take me out of your TV here?" I was confused and somewhat scared. There could be no way this.. pony can be talking to me when she's in the TV. She even told me to take her out of it. I mean, how the he- heck am I... Gah! I hate having to censor myself for these ponies!
Either way, I responded to her, "Look, I don't even know how to get you out of there, or how you're even talking to me. This isn't normal, I hope you know that," She put her hoof, I guess that's what you would say, on her chin. She then got an idea, and I'm guessing if she had fingers, she would snap to show she had an idea.
She backed up from her screen, and she started... galloping I guess her way towards the screen again, and she burst through the TV running into me. The force of the impact forced me to hit my head on the side of my little sisters bed frame. I was knocked out at this point, how long, I don't know how long I was knocked out for... ask the pony that shoulder tackled me.
After waking up, I was on my sister's bed, my feet were hanging off of it, and I felt a horrible pain on my head. I rubbed it as I sat up, only to bump my face into a... snout I guess... again. I jumped back, and she did the same, "Hey, there's a thing called personal space uh..."
"Twilight. Twilight Sparkle, it's a pleasure to meet you," I sighed as I stood back up from my sister's bed, and walked over to the door. I waved her over to me, and she followed. I walked into the living room, and pointed towards the couch.
"Go ahead and sit up there. I'll go fix up my sister's room," Without hesitating, she hopped onto the couch, and I walked over to my sister's room again. Once I opened the door, I saw... more of... them! A pink one, an orange one, a silver one, a yellow one and a blue one. I yelled, and I heard Twilight Sprink- er I mean Sparkle gallop her way to me.
"What's wrong?" She looked towards the room, and the saw the other ponies, "Oh, my friends are here! Wait, why are you girls here?!"
"We followed you here silly, and now... PARTY CANNON!" The pink pulled out a cannon, and I dove for it. I pushed it out of her reach, and I sighed in frustration.
"Alright, no cannons! Twilight, get your friends in the living room, and stay there while I reminisce about this shi-... I can't swear in front of you girls, right?" Twilight nodded with a "I feel your pain" look on her face.
I sighed as she ushered her friends out of my room. I slid onto the floor, hitting my head once again on my sister's desk. I didn't get knocked out, but it did hurt a lot. I rubbed the back of my head again as I heard a crash from the living room. I sprinted into the living room, and saw the same pink one swinging from the chandelier on my ceiling, "What?! Get her down from there!"
"Pinkie, get down from there!" Twilight was trying to get her down, and I saw more of the ponies running, or flying around? I saw the blue one flying around so fast that it kept messing up my hair.
"Hey, stop flying! That's not physically possible for us humans!" I saw the yellow one petting my dog, "Hey, stop uh... ah, there's nothing wrong with that...," The remaining two were just watching on, well, the orange one was. The silver one was checking herself out in my mirror in the living room. I walked over to the orange one, while still dodging the blue one's flight path. I sat beside her, and figured she could knock me out, "Hey, do you think you can knock me out?"
She looked at me with a surprised look, and I tilted my head towards her, "No, I can't do that ta ya, sorry," She had a heavy southern accent, that's... uh, weird.
Twilight had managed to get Pinkie I'm guessing was her name, from the chandelier. She walked over to me, and sat beside me, "Are they all like this?" She nodded, and I stood up once again, "Alright, Twilight Spli- Sparkle, I need to know their names before we can continue any further. Gather everyone here...," She nodded, and began running off to fetch them. I just sat there, staring at the ceiling... this is how my problem started. Oh hey, perfect time for a pun... My Little Problem.. hehe, kill me now...