Masks Chapter 1

Thomas was a strong boy very muscular in the arms and even more so in the legs yet a little soft in the middle and his skin was a healthy brown. His hair was in long thick dreads that dropped down to his chest. Thomas was a reasonably popular sohpmore at his school he had friends and even a few girls who were interested in him but he never hung out with anyone beyond conversating in class or on the bus. He walked through the halls waving at those who acknogled him and blasting his music through over-the-ear headphones on his way to class. It's not that he was anti-social there was just no one at his school he really cared about to hang out with or at least that was his reasoning. Spring break started tommorow and his friends wondered what he'd be doing. He wished that he wasn't the only Brony in his school.

Thomas:"Probably just gonna stay home."

Student A: "What? Why?"

Thomas: "I'm gonna relax"

Student B: "Well that's boring. What about...

The other kids droned on before class started. The day went by pretty quickly and Thomas boarded the bus home and waited for his stop. When it came got off the bus and walked home, he saw that both his parents were home which was very unusual becuse his mother worked late at the nursing home. When he opened the door to his house he took off his shoes before walking on the carpet. The house was hauntingly quiet given that both parents were home.

Thomas: "I'm home!"

Mom: "Thomas come to the living room."

Thomas walked into the living room to see his father sitting on the green ottoman his elbows on his knees and his fingers interlocked.

Thomas: "What's wrong."

Mom: "Thomas you father and I... are getting a divorce."

Thomas looked to the faces of both his parents

Thomas: Okay, what's for dinner?"

Both of his parents turned and looked at him dumbfounded by his response

Mom: "Did you hear me?"

Thomas: "Yeah but what's for dinner?"

Mom: "Uh...porkchops."

Thomas "Alright."

Thomas turned around and walked into his room. He sat down at his computer and decided to go browse EQD . His father opened the door

Dad: "Hey are you okay?"

Thomas: "Yeah."

Dad: "Are you sure?"

Thomas: "I can't change your guy's minds can I?"

Dad: "Well no but aren't you going to ask us why or cry or something?"

Thomas: "Me freaking out wouldn't help the situation much would it?"

Thomas's dad didn't respond he just backed out of the room. Thomas stood up and made his way to the door. Before he left he decided to change into his favorite yellow and black striped shirt and tattered and loose jeans

Thomas: "I'm going on a walk!"

Thomas began walking down the street then made a left at Bloor street and entered the woods. Before he entered the woods he put on his headphones and turned the volume all the way up. He had a fair amount of music on his Mp3 but he just left Sombody I Used To Know by Gotye

After walking for about 20 minutes he took off his headphones, looked around to make sure no one was around, then started to cry. Thomas prided himself on being composed and only let his emotions run wild when he was alone.

"Fuck..." he whispered to himself over and over again. After a few minutes he heared leaves rustle and small twigs break behind him, he knew he didn't have enough time to compose himself before being seen so he decided to go further into the forest than he'd ever gone before. He walked briskly for another 15 minutes. He stopped and waited to see if he was alone when but by the time he stopped he was done crying. He started to walk back the way he came.

Walking back he relized he didn't recognize any of the trees or flowers that dotted path. After about 5 minutes he came across a large patch of small blue flowers with antenna. He'd seen this type of flower before

Thomas: "Is this...Poison Joke?"

He reached out to touch the flower but someone shouted

"Wait! Don't touch those!"

Thomas heard the voice of a girl no more than 8 or 9 years old, but when he turned around he saw a young filly with a large red bow on her head. She rushed over to his side.

Applebloom : "Woah there big fella now don't go touchin' those flowers they'll play a nasty trick on ya."

She looked up at him

Applebloom: "Whatever ya are."

Thomas: "Oh my god..."

Applebloom: "Oh wow you can talk! so i guess your not a monster then. Well if your headed to Ponyville you're gonna wanna go thata way."

She pointed her hoof west

Applebloom: "Well i'll be off then. Be sure to stop by Sweet Apple Acres for all your apple needs!"

Thomas was so shocked by the fact that a cartoon pony just talked to him he just sat there on his knees for a minute or two. It was already mid-day so he decided to head west into Ponyville.