average life average day, go to work, get board, listen to other peoples problems, go home watch some MLP and zone out in a fanfiction. well to be honest im not rich im not poor im kinda in the middle. the part i hate is that i feel that my whole life is just one giant circle and it'll be that way till I die. I've always dreamed of going to equestria and giving up my current life entirely. and you know what? id do it in a heartbeat without but a moment of hesitation.

well lets start off with where i am currently. in front of me are six ponies that never in my wildest dream did I ever expect to meet. they were beautiful, all starring at me as im frozen like an idiot.

i suppose I should introduce myself, my name is Nicholas S Sample. dumb last name i know but from what my mom told me its a traditional last name in Germany. not that I really care though, all my friends call me Niko. not to be confused with Neko which is a term in Japanese for a cat, which my so called friends keep reminding me when they call me a lazy cat. in truth im not lazy I just don't like to waste energy on things that aint pertinent.

how I got to my current situation was kind of interesting, id been in a depressed mood all day thanks to my girlfriend who had been cheating on me for the last month and I found out that morning. I went to work and just didn't feel like helping people with there Xbox's today. I work in a call center btw. I knew I was almost over the limit for absences but at this time I just didn't care. I told my boss I was sick and he let me go. thank god I already looked like crap from depression and the fact that I like to drive fast so my hair looked like crap too.

I went out to my car and as I was looking for my smokes I found a picture of me and as I so gently put it the "bitch who shall not be named" smiling together the last time we visited my family. a tear ran down my cheek as I took my lighter and started it on fire from one of the corners. I watched it burn slowly and raised a smoke to my mouth and lit it off the picture then threw the flaming memory out the window and started my car. it wasn't much to look at but this car was my baby and it had balls. I revved the engine a few time before i rammed it into gear and slammed the peddle to the floor, as the tires broke loose from the pavement I swung the car around and zoomed out of the parking lot feeling nothing but pain. I put my shade on over my glasses and continued down the road towards the highway. I had no destination in mind as I drove. just to feel the freedom of the road.

I was still crying as I smoked my cigarette and swerved in-between cars. I drove for hours and it was getting dark outside, I pulled into a little farm town in South Dakota, amazed I hadn't been pulled over back on the highway. I noticed a lit up sign that said "BUDS" 'fuck it, I don't like to drink but right now I wana get plastered' i said in my mind. i pulled up to the front of the bar and noticed that the town was deserted. no cars driving and noone parked near the bar. i looked in the window and saw the open sign so i chalked it up to a slow night in a small town.

I walked into the bar and heard the jukebox playing a slow country song as I looked around the bar was pretty standard. pool table near the door, dartboard in the back and a loon bar that curved around what I figured was the back room. I walked up and sat on a stool at the bar and noticed there was none here "umm excuse me is there anyone here? i need a drink" almost as if on cue I heard a voice from the other end of the bar "sure son wattle it be?" i looked at the older man behind the bar, he looked like he has seen some years in his life, experienced things I could only dream of. he had an air of strength around him that almost made him seem regal. "anything strong enough to make memories go away" I don't know what provoked me to say it that way but I just didn't care "that's a tall order son, but I think I have somthin" the old man walked into the door at the end of the bar leaving me alone.

all I could do while I waited was think of all the heart ach I was in, every memory of her made my chest hurt. I know it sounds stupid but I felt like going home , putting on MLP and sticking my head in an oven. stupid and almost emo sounding i know but as far as I was concerned I had just lost about the only thing keeping me sane. all of a sudden the bartender was standing in front of me with a dark blue bottle and 2 glasses in his hands. he smiled at me and set the bottle down. "so what's eaten ya son?" I looked at him with a confused expression for a second 'why would he care why I want to forget, im just another drifter here to loose my money what does he care' then I noticed the second glass in his hand "what's the other glass for?" i asked and he chuckled "its for you as well, now tell me what's eaten ya. I been around a long time and i tend to like helpin people whenever I can." he chuckled "my daughters used to say that I had a heart bigger than the castle" "the castle?" i asked as it looked like he hadn't meant to say that "never mind " I said then I told him about my day and oddly enough about most of my life. completely forgetting about the drink. I even told him about the show I like to watch, at which he chuckled slightly "that old coot actually wrote the stories I told him huh?" I was shocked" you wrote My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic?" he shook his head "no that's something else entirely from the stories i told him but the story was about the same world"

we talked for a while longer, as we talked the bartender had poured a small glassful out of the strange bottle and filled the other one with straight whiskey when he was finished he looked at me "I can see your a good soul boy" at that second i could swear there was some strange power behind his eyes "so I think i can help you" he pointed at the whiskey glass on the right and spoke "this will make you forget some of your pain but its just a crutch for an injury that it will never take away" he then pointed at the other "this one will grant a wish that's been hiding in your soul for quite a while, but there's a downside. you will be giving up all you know and you will never be able to reverse its effect. but this will in time heal your heart" I was so confused at this point I was teetering between drinking the purple liquid or running away screaming for help. I looked him straight in the eye and saw honesty in his eyes. it may sound weird but I've always been able to tell when someone was lying to me by looking in there eyes "so one will numb my pain and the other will heal the pain by granting a wish im not aware of...you realize you sound like a lunatic right "this time he bellowed I laughter "HHAA HA HA HA its alright i get that all the time" once he settled down he looked back to me "your the first one I've ever offered this too, your the first one to ever deserve it " I was still wielded out "what makes me deserve it, im far from a saint." the bartender looked into my eyes with that same power again " we all have things we wish we hadn't done or said but its the fact that we have remorse about saying and doing them" I could see some hurt behind his eyes for a second "what's your name?" I said "Cosmos Altima" I quirked an eyebrow at this "seriously?" he chuckled "its an name form another region you might say" i just shrugged "ill just call you Cosmo for short"

the old man chuckled for the millionth time as he leaned down and looked at me again "the choice is yours son, which one will it be?" I looked at the 2 glasses and thought about my life, it felt as though if I drank the purple liquid id never see anything I knew ever again. all the images of my life went through my head and it all came to a single point. I hatted my life and there weren't many if any that would mourn my disappearance.'to hell with it "I said and gulped down the liquid in 3 gulps "easy son, don't choke" the Cosmo chuckled. I set the glass down and didn't feel anything "what gives? I don't feel any differe-" I started to feel lightheaded " whoa there "Cosmo rolled up his sleeve and jumped over the bar to me "it takes a second to start " he smiled at me, and I noticed a strange galaxy tattoo on his shoulder "wha...what's happ-happening to me" I could feel the world spinning and it felt like my entire body was melting" hold on you're almost out of the woods, once you're there make sure to tell my daughters I said hi" he had a somber smile on his face and then without warning i blacked out.

it felt like I was in a sea of black, I tried to breath but it felt like my lungs were on fire. then I felt intense pain all the way from my toes to my hair. i tried to scream but no noise came out. the only way to descried the pain i was in is like my body was being pulled in every direction possible. then I blacked out again from the intense pain. when i woke up again i saw bright blue sky and strong wind blowing past my fa "oh shit" I said turning my head and seeing the ground quickly approaching."weeellllll this sucks-AAHHHHHHHHH!" i screamed and all i could thin was 'well I can kiss my sorry ass goodbye' I closed my eyes and curled into a ball and waited fo the impact. as i fell i hit branch after branch and then hit the ground, HARD. I was in enough pain I would have seen death as a relief. i tried to move but every time i tried to move a muscle the pain intensified by at least 3x. a I laid there whimpering in pain tears streaming down my face I couldn't focus on anything but the pain. soon I blacked out again.

I woke up to water dripping on my face, as I rolled over trying to get up I fell forward 'what in the name of all holy MLP is going on?' I thought. the pain wasn't as bad now but it still hurt like hell. I tried to rub my head but found I couldn't move my fingers. i still hadn't opened my eyes. afraid to see how many injuries I had. 'dam i think my hands broken i cant feel my fingers at all, its like they aint even there' with my head laying on the ground I started to open my eyes. my vision was foggy but I could tell it was raining and that I was in some kind of forest.

I laid my head back and groaned, normally im pretty good with pain. so I decided to try to get my vision back before i did anything else. I raised my hand up to my face and noticed everything felt kind of furry 'ok, that's new' I rubbed my eyes and everything started to clear. the first thing I noticed was that my eyes were both straight and I could see clearer than i ever have. I have severe astigmatism and a birth defect made it so my eyes couldn't always fallow each other. astounded by this I reached up to my face again and went side eyed. right in front of me instead of seeing my hand I saw a hoof with my voice strained from what I could guess my less from manly screaming earlier "da' fuck?".

my vision cleared more and using all the strength I had I lifted my head and saw that my whole body changed. the gears in my head slowly kicked into gear 'dark blue fur? check, hooves? check, tail? check..."FOR THE FUCK OF GOD IM A PONY!" and then ever in my manliness I passed out like a bitch.

waking up again for the uptien millionth time I groaned and looked at myself again "well it aint a dream..fuuuccckkkk it feels like my everything hurts!" I rolled onto my stomach and tried to stand. the pain that brought probably woulda made most people roll up into a ball and cry but as I said earlier im no stranger to pain. I unsteadily wobbled towards a tree for support."ok gotta figure out whats going on" I looked at my surroundings "god this is like the beginning of a cheesy fanfic" I thought about it for a second 'oh crap if this is where i think it is...' "ok lets assess the situation...OK spooky trees, weird looking plants, red eyes in the shadows, timberwo-' i froze"...ahem"clearing my throat" AAAHHHHH!" walking up to me was a massive timber wolf, eyes glowing and teeth ready for dinner. knowing i couldn't fight it or run at the moment I just stood there shaking and then I noticed something, I was still wearing my JACKET! I rummaged quickly in my pockets with my snout because I dint think it would work to well with my hooves and found what i was looking for. "common you big son'ofa bitch" with my adrenalin pumping at full tilt and my shear will i forgot about the pain and charged it with a box in my mouth. 'this is probably the DUMBEST idea ive ever had' as i finished my thought i hit the ground and barely missed a swipe from its claws and slid under its legs dropping the box right underneath him. i then held my zipo in my mouth and fumbled with the lid with my hooves and lit it. i stood up thinking 'i fuckin hope this works' i chucked the lit zipo at the box of small spark shower fireworks i had. the zipo almost missed but it landed just right to catch the corner of the box "hope you like fireworks motherfucker" just then the box went up i flame shooting sparks in every direction. the wooden wolf yelped in pain as part of its body caught the flame. it jumped and started running right at me 'oooooff course you'd run right at me' i tried to roll away but as it ran past me its hind claws caught my leg and ripped the flesh pretty badly "AAHHHYOUSONAMOTHERFU-!" i yelled holding my hind leg.

after i was sure the wolf was gone i tried standing again 'ok walking on four legs is gonna take some getting used to but at the moment im stuck with 3 and a fucking half' i thought to myself. i started walking as best i could. i had no idea where i was going and the storm was getting worse. thank got my lighter and that bow were inside my jacket. i stopped for a seck and checked the inside of my jacked and found something that brought a smile to my face "oh sweet mothers milk " i pulled a pack of smokes out of my inner pocket with my mouth and laid it on my lap as i sat down under a tree. then i looked further through my jacket and found my spair lighter.'this is gonna be interesting' i thought looking at the lighter siting on my leg. i managed to pull a smoke out of the pack and get it into my mouth the i propped the lighter up with on hoof and used the other to light it. it took a few tries but eventually i got it and inhaled deep as i felt my nerves relax and a little of the pain subside. cigarets really were my crack. i would have to quite if i was actually where i thought i was. but for now i just didn't care. i looked down to my injured leg and frowned. it wasn't deep but it was bleeding pretty good. i started to think of ways to stop it until i looked at my jacket. "well dam i really liked this jacket" with that statement i pulled the jacket off and suddenly felt something weird. it felt like i had an extra hand on my back. i looked an noticed that i had a pair of decent sized wings "ok, that's bitchin" after playing with them for a second i went back to the task at hand:not dieing. i ripped the sleeves off the denim jacket and did my best to tie them with a combination of hooves and mouth. it worked out kinda. i tied it around my leg and sinched it tight wincing at the increased pain "ok time to get moving" i said spiting out the butt from the cigarette and started wobling from tree to tree again.

the going was slow and the storm didn't help, it felt like everything was fighting me every inch 'give me a fuckin break here' i thought. as i was about to give up i saw the edge of the forest 'hallelujah and motherfuckin peanut butter' i said in my head, i was too tired and lightheaded to talk. as i got closer i could see fields and a trail leading off somewhere. i was gonna make it, at least theirs a chance. i had made it to the last tree panting. i looked down and saw the blood running through the makeshift bandage 'shit' i thought forcing myself further. i was heading for the trail hoping that someone would find me. i almost made it before my vision faded and i fell at the edge making the mud and water splash on my face. the only things i remember were some mumbled voices and the occasional pain but other than a few instances i was completely unconscious.

i woke up to the sound of a beeping machine and a strange light moving over my eyelids. i cracked one of my eyes open and saw a purple being holding a small flashlight over my head then with all the dignity and manhood in me apparently dead an buried i jumped out of the bed and screamed like a little girl who just lost her virginity landing on the floor in a heap, luckily my face broke my fall.