Where'd she come from?
I hate my life... I have a boring piece of shit job with just enough pay for my rent. My best friends all moved away so I'm roommate less. I only got one friend now and she still lives with her parents. I wish it could all change...
I was walking home from work. Today I got ticked off at another employee and punched him out. My boss told me to go home and that my next two shifts would be replaced by someone else. Now I have to skip the bus and walk home through the freezing cold snow. I had just walked by my neighbours trash can when I heard a noise. I knew I shouldn't be digging through my neighbour's garbage but I was a curious man. I opened the can and saw a box; a cardboard box. It was very small and wet from snow. I wondered what the noise was when I heard it again. It sounded like a whimper. I saw the small little cardboard box wiggle a bit. Something was inside there and it wanted out. I looked at the house, no one was home. I took the box and went to my porch. I placed the box on the stone railing and slowly opened the box. When I opened it and saw what was inside, I backed away and gasped. I couldn't believe my eyes of what was inside. I quickly ran inside, grabbed the phone and dialled a number I knew well.
"...Jessica? Hey, it's me. I need you over here immediately! You wouldn't believe me if I told you through phone! Thanks..."
I walked back outside with the phone and looked back in the box. I sat down and waited for her. She didn't live far so she shouldn't be too long. I looked down the street as I heard the sound of a motorbike. There she was. She parked in my empty driveway, took off her helmet, and ran to the porch.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
I pointed to the box as I stood up. She looked inside and did the same thing I did except her hands were to her mouth. She looked at me with wide eyes.
"Jared... Where'd you get that?"
I told her it was from my neighbours trash can and we peeked inside the box again. Inside the box was a tiny little filly. It was about the size of a puppy. It was white with a blue mane with white stripes. It was cuddled up in a ball and asleep. I grabbed the phone.
"What are you doing?"
"I think we should call someone. I mean what if something's wrong with it?"
"You can't call someone! Look at her head."
I was confused. I put the phone down and looked closely. My mouth fell open and my eyes widened. There was a horn on her head. She was a unicorn; A baby unicorn. I was amazed. I turned off the phone and placed it on the railing. I looked over at Jessica.
"So... What do we do?"
"WE? No, you found her! You do something and I'd suggest bringing her inside. Text me when you've made a break through."
She walked away and drove back home. I looked down at the little unicorn. She yawned and looked up at me. Her eyes were a red shade. She looked at me curiously. She got up and walked to the edge of the box and stood on her hind legs. She leaned up against the box and looked at me. I slowly moved my hand toward her to pet her but she got down and backed away. She was frightened. She was cuddled up in the corner away from me.
I picked up the box and brought her inside. I entered my living room, sat on the floor cross legged, and attempted to pick her up. After a bit of squirming, I was able to pick her up and I placed her on the carpet. She wobbled a bit before falling down. She couldn't even walk yet. I got on my knees and talked to her.
"Hey, you ok? ...You're so young aren't you? ...What were you doing in that trash can?"
The little filly looked over at me and stood up. She turned around and tried walking over to me. She stumbled a bit but made it to me. She climbed up on my lap and lay down. She rested her head on my leg and fell asleep. I smiled.
"She's probably the only Unicorn alive. Anyone would want to take her away... They might do something bad to her... I'll just take care of her until I can find out what to do with her..."
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It had been about four years since I found Little One. She'd taken a liking to me. Jessica came over about three times a week to check up on us or babysit her. I had to call her Little One because I couldn't think of a good name and that's what I called her for the first year. I had gotten a new job, one with great pay. I was an employee for a gaming company and they wanted some old style music to be recorded. It was a good thing I had my grandparents old records with me. I placed them on my old record player and let the song play. After about two minutes of listening, Little One walked into the room. I saw her walk in and put her on my lap.
"Hey, Little One. I'm doing my work." She started bobbing her head a little to the music. "Like it don't you?"
She then put her hoof on the record and the music stopped. She moved her hoof away in amazement. She looked at me then the record. I smiled and chuckled a bit. She repeatedly put her hoof on the record, stopping the music. It was so cute to watch her curiosity. I didn't hear but Jessica had walked inside and was watching. Little One got up on her hind hooves and started moving the record around. She hopped on my lap with a large smile on her face.
"She likes music, huh?"
I spun my chair around and saw Jess by the door. Little One jumped off my lap and ran to her. She was like a mother to her. She rubbed the side of her head on Jess's leg. We both smiled at her.
"Yeah... apparently so."
Little One ran over to me and put her front hoofs on my legs. She looked at me like she needed something. I leaned over and picked her up. She lay on my lap and looked up at me.
"...Daddy!"
Jess and I were wide eyed. Little One just spoke. We stared at her as she laid her head down and fell asleep when a slow softer song began to play. We stared at each other. Little One was capable of speech... amazing.
"Aww... She thinks you're her daddy..."
I made a tiny laugh and smiled.
"I'm a daddy... Wow..."
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It was around eleven o'clock when I heard a little uh sound. I slowly woke up and looked off my bed. Little One was right there going 'Uh Uh!' while making a body gesture like she was about to jump anytime soon. She wanted to sleep with me. She must have had a nightmare or something. I picked her up and placed her on the pillow next to mine. She walked in a circle and lay down. I stroked her mane as she fell asleep. She wasn't going anywhere. This is her home... I looked over to my nightstand with a concerned face.
"NO! Never... I'll get rid of it tomorrow..."
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Hey guys! This story is based off one of my favourite Fan Fictions, My Little Dashie. I hope you enjoyed this chapter... more to come soon.
Be sure to check out my other two stories, The Thief in Equestria (Rated T) and The Purge (Rated M)...
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