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/emo/ Dream flight, chp 1

By NHanon
Created: 23rd October 2020 06:36:27 PM

  1. >The market place is bustling with activity as you walk through it
  2. >Looking over the list again, you see that there is only a few items left to get.
  3. “Milk, eggs, and a loaf of bread.”
  4. >You are Anon, and you’ve only been in this place for a few weeks.
  5. >No one is really sure how, but you were dropped here likely because of magic fuckery.
  6. >And no one knows how to get you back.
  7. >So you’ve been getting used to this place and its inhabitants.
  8. >Long story short, you’re in Equestria and this town is called Ponyville.
  9. >Their leader, Princess Celestia, was kind of enough to give you a place to stay.
  10. >Though truthfully, you hate how you’re basically on welfare.
  11. >In any case, you’ve been trying to make some friends here.
  12. >Unfortunately, that hasn’t worked out too well.
  13. >Even the princess’s student who has been helping you out, is one of the few you can call a friend around here.
  14. >Though you’re certain it’s more likely because you’re from another world.
  15. >As for her friends, with the exception of Pinkie Pie, the others don’t mind you.
  16. >But are not really your friends either.
  17. >Sure they talk to you, but more or less are just acquaintances.
  18. >As you’re dwelling on these thoughts, you accidentally run into a pony.
  19. “Shit!”
  20. >You stumble and look back towards the pony you knocked over.
  21. >It’s a gray earth pony mare with long white bangs, a bit of sky blue wrapping around one ear, and the rest of her mane is purple.
  22. >She looks at you with wide golden eyes and is shaking in fear.
  23. >You attempt to calm her down and apologize.
  24. “Look, I’m sorry I wasn’t watching were I going. Let me help you up.”
  25. >Just as you reach out to her, she gets up quickly and gallops away.
  26. “Great, that went well.”
  27. >Looking around, you see some ponies staring as if you did something wrong.
  28.  
  29. >No point in standing around, not like you can fix this.
  30. >Just as you start to move again to finish your list, you step on something.
  31. >Pausing to look down, you see a book on the ground.
  32. >The mare must’ve dropped it when you ran into her.
  33. >You pick it up and take a quick look inside to see if there is an address.
  34. >There is nothing inside, and you realize the book is full of blank pages.
  35. >Probably a sketch book, wouldn’t hurt to return it though.
  36. >Who knows, maybe you can make a friend from this.
  37. >You go back to shopping and pick up the last items on your list.
  38. >After dropping off your groceries, you head out to see if Twilight can help you identify the mystery mare.
  39. >You reach Golden Oaks and knock on the door.
  40. >Spike, her baby dragon assistant, answers the door.
  41. >”Oh, hi Anon, what’s up?”
  42. >You smile at the little guy.
  43. “Hey there Spike, is Twilight around?”
  44. >He beams and nods.
  45. >”Yep, come on in.”
  46. >You walk in after him and immediately see Twilight sitting nearby with a stacks of books surrounding her.
  47. “Hey Twilight, got a moment?”
  48. >She places a bookmark on the page she is on and looks up to you.
  49. >”Hey there, of course I do. What do you need?”
  50. >You give her a quick rundown on what happened earlier and a description of the mare.
  51. >She raises a hoof to her chin and starts to think.
  52. >”I’m surprised you didn’t ask Pinkie first, but she does sound a little familiar.”
  53. >You shudder.
  54. “Yeah, but Pinkie would’ve talked my ear off, so I came to you first.”
  55. >She giggles and continues.
  56. >”That’s Pinkie, but the pony in question sounds like that one sketch artist I’ve heard of.”
  57. “Alright, just give me an address so I can return this and apologize.”
  58. >Twilight smiles, but shakes her head.
  59. >”I’m afraid I don’t know where she lives, so you will have to ask Pinkie.”
  60. >A part of you was afraid she would say that.
  61. >You sigh and slump a little.
  62.  
  63. “Alright, fair enough.”
  64. >”Oh come on Anon, she’s not that bad.”
  65. >You give her a deadpan stare.
  66. >Normally you would argue, but screw it, you’d rather save your breath.
  67. >Just as you’re about to leave, Twilight calls out to you.
  68. >”By the way, I’m certain her name is Happy Accident.”
  69. >Considering how weird these ponies names are, you don’t question it anymore.
  70. >You wave your hand in acknowledgment and head out.
  71. >Doesn’t take you long to reach Sugarcube Corner, and you take a breath before heading in.
  72.  
  73. >Finally catching your breath, you set down your bags and start locking the door.
  74. >After the last lock is in place, you feel relieved.
  75. >That creature nearly scared you to death at the market.
  76. >It looked like a deformed minotaur with no fur.
  77. >Getting up, you open up your bags and go through your purchases.
  78. “...More pencils, erasers, some more drawing paper...Where is the sketchbook..?”
  79. >A small bit of panic hits you.
  80. >You must’ve dropped it in your escape from that creature.
  81. >It hurts to lose it, but you accept it.
  82. “...Co-couldn’t risk that thing yelling at me...”
  83. >Wiping away an errant tear, you pick up your things and head over to your easel.
  84. >You focus on a bowl of fruit you set on the table in the center of the room.
  85. >After staring for a few seconds, you start to sketch.
  86. >Your eyes shoot back and forth from the bowl to the paper before you.
  87. >Quickly moving the pencil and stopping occasionally to erase your mistakes.
  88. >Minutes pass, and you finish.
  89. >Setting down your pencil, you pick up the sketch and place it next the bowl of fruit.
  90. >Looking back and forth between the two, you pick out the differences.
  91. “...Needs work, my shading is off...Still terrible...”
  92. >You mark it and set it on the ever growing pile of scrap.
  93. >Setting up for the next sketch, you hear a knocking at the door.
  94. “...Who could that be..?”
  95.  
  96. >Your anxiety flares up as you approach the door.
  97. >Slowly, you start to unlock it.
  98. >Most ponies have told you that you have too many locks.
  99. >Most ponies don’t have the fears you do.
  100. >Finally you finish the last lock, and very slowly, open the door.
  101. >As you peak your head out, your eyes hurt for a moment from the light.
  102. >As they finally adjust, the sight before you makes you freeze.
  103. >”Hi, I came to apologize and to bring the book back you dropped.”
  104. >It’s the creature from earlier.
  105. >Your heart starts to race, and you want to run, but you can’t move.
  106. >You stand there frozen for a while, before the creature starts to talk again.
  107. >”So, here you go. I’m sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going earlier.”
  108. >It holds out the book you bought earlier.
  109. >Finally you snapped out of it, and take the book back.
  110. >Words return to you, but all you can manage is a mumbled thank you.
  111. >It gives you a unfamiliar look, and rubs its claws? Hands? You’re not sure what, before backing up slowly.
  112. >”I’m gonna just go. Uh, take care and...Well, bye.”
  113. >It leaves your porch and walks away.
  114. >You close the door, lock it back up, and hold the book close to you.
  115. >Heart is still racing, and your fear is still there.
  116. “...Th-that was close...At least I got my book back...”
  117. >You look it over, it’s undamaged thankfully.
  118. >Slowly you calm down, and walk back over to start sketching again.
  119. >Though as you try to sketch, you find yourself distracted.
  120. >While that thing scared you nearly to death, its form fascinated you.
  121. >You feel driven to try to sketch it out.
  122. >Placing another sheet on the canvas, you try to draw it from memory.
  123. >Try as you might, you’re unable to get it correctly.
  124. >A bit of frustration brews from within and you squeeze your eyes shut to focus.
  125. “...Come on, come on...I-I can do this...I’ve done this before...”
  126.  
  127. >You try again, but the form is wrong, of this you are certain.
  128. >You stomp your hoof in frustration, and set down your pencil.
  129. “...I’ll just make some coffee...An-and try again...”
  130. >Heading to the kitchen, you make a fresh pot and think more about the shape.
  131. >The pot finishes brewing, and you grab a cup to bring back to the living room.
  132. >Going back, you try once more at sketching.
  133. >More frustration brews as you fail once again.
  134. “...I-I don’t get it...May-maybe I was too afraid to focus on the details...”
  135. >You feel a little sad, but an idea comes forth.
  136. “...I could ask around about the creature...Wait, that means I’d have to talk to another po-pony...”
  137. >Before you give up entirely, you decide to go ask the one pony who would know.
  138. >Pinkie Pie.
  139. >You wouldn’t resort to this, but you must sketch that creature.
  140. >Thankfully, you don’t have to ask her face to face, you can just write a letter.
  141. “...Sh-she will understand...”
  142. >You pull out a sheet of paper and an envelope to get started.
  143. “...Dear Pinkie Pie, I’m writing to you...”
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