Chapter 3 - Part 3 (Unanswered Questions)
Submitted February 29, 2012 Updated April 22, 2012 Status Incomplete | Ponies arrive in our world, but why? What force could possibly bring them here?
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Chapter 3 - Part 3 (Unanswered Questions)
Chapter 3 - Part 3 (Unanswered Questions)
The scene that was laid out in Trevor’s room almost made me want to break out into a laugh. As I closed the door behind me, I softly let Dashie down on his floor and she happily made him aware of my presence. “Hi, Mister!” she said with a great amount of pep in her voice as she stared at Trevor. I figured her introduction would alert him to my presence as well, so I merely continued walking over to the book fort that was standing in the center of the room. “Oh…oh god…another pony?” Trevor asked upon noticing the small Rainbow Dash that was now intently starting and waiting for a response. “She’s with me, Trev.” “Oh…okay. For a moment, I thought I was losing my mind.” “Been there, done that.” “Hey, do you think you can do me a favor?” “Depends. What would that favor include?” At this, Trevor sighed and reluctantly admitted that he was having no luck in coaxing something to leave the fort of literature on the floor. I couldn’t hold in my question any longer, so I asked him “Is Twilight Sparkle in the little fort?”
As if hearing her name, Twilight’s voice came from the opening in the fort as she inquired, “I’m trying to read, so could you please be a little bit quieter?” To inspect the fort, I crouched much like I did earlier to compare the number of the package containing Dashie to the number on my slip of paper. “Why hello there, Miss Sparkle,” I said cheerily in an attempt to make her feel more at ease. Simply put, it didn’t work as I had originally intended. Upon noticing my failure, I glanced at Dashie and told her that there was a new friend under the books. In a matter of seconds, she had made her way to the book fort and had stuck her little face into the opening between two books about programming with Java.
It was at that moment that I had become aware that I had been calling Rainbow Dash by the nickname ‘Dashie’ for quite some time. Was I slipping more into insanity, or was this actually reality and I was developing a true bond with the filly? Part of me was greatly enjoying this friendship, but another part of me was trying to make me feel like I was losing my grip on reality. I kept thinking, This has to be real. It just has to be. I’m not the only one seeing these ponies. In fact, there are two other people who see them!
After a few minutes of being the negotiator for the two warring factions in my mind, I noticed that Dashie had taken a few steps back from the book fort. “Hey, Dashie, what happened?” I asked with a genuinely inquisitive tone. She told me that she just made a new friend and that she was really smart. I took this to mean that Dashie had somehow made Twilight feel more at ease and that she would be coming out of the fort very shortly. I set my gaze upon the small and dark entrance to the book fort and a few minutes later, the unicorn filly, Twilight Sparkle, crawled out. She began to study me with great interest, so I assumed that she hadn’t seen another human yet. I crouched once again so Twilight wasn’t intimidated by my height, and I simply tilted my head to the right. A smile spread across my face as, within seconds, she had adorably mirrored my motion. “Hello, Twi,” I happily said, “I’m Ryan. It’s very nice to meet you.” The small unicorn smiled and radiated a feeling of genuine happiness as I gingerly reached out to pet her mane. Contradicting her earlier antisocial behavior, she happily allowed me to pet her mane as I talked to Trevor.
“I only wish I could understand what’s been going on today,” I mentioned apathetically. When I finished my statement, the sky gave a deafening roar and a bolt of lightning shot from the clouds. The ponies, being mere fillies, shook with fear at the loud noises and bright flashes. As a reaction to their fear, they both ran up close to me, and pushed their way under my jacket. With a puzzled look, I asked Trevor, “Wasn’t it supposed to stay sunny and warm all day?” He shrugged it off and mentioned that the meteorologists are wrong sometimes, and we just happened to catch them on one of their off days. I stared him down as if I was the stare-master, Fluttershy, and began to hold the shivering fillies close to my chest as the storm raged on.
Within about ten minutes of its conception, the storm faded into a memory, and with a little bit of comforting, the fillies felt safe enough to leave the confines of my jacket. Glancing up at Trevor’s clock reminded me that I still needed to eat dinner and do some work of my own before heading off to sleep. The clock stared back at me with a bold-faced 6:00 PM, and I said my goodbyes to Trevor and our new friend. I, of course, had to promise Dashie that she would see Twilight again very soon. Once again, I saw the happiness spread through her face. First it started in the shining eyes, and it culminated in one of the biggest smiles I’ve ever seen. I’m usually not the type of person who gets moved by cute little things, but this smile stirred something within me. I realized that it made me feel warm on the inside, and I began to smile along with Dashie.
Hours later, after eating a nice dinner and completing my paper on internet censorship, I decided to turn in for the night. Before I went to sleep, however, I decided to keep track of my days with Dashie. This was, you know, just in case I actually was insane. I could show my journal to my psychiatrist. After jotting down the day’s events, I proceeded to push in my chair, and then I made my way to the ladder at the foot of my lofted bed. I felt a gentle tug at my ankle before I could launch myself to the upper rungs, and then I felt more. There was a rapid succession of gentle tugs at the left cuff of my sweatpants. Upon looking down, I saw the little Dashie giving me what us humans call the ‘puppy eyes’. I asked what she wanted before we went to bed, and she looked up at me with this adorable look in her eyes. She answered, “Daddy, can I sleep with you up there?” “Well, Dashie, I made a bed for you down there. My bed is pretty high, and I wouldn’t want you to fall.” “But Daddy…” Dashie explained, “…I don’t want the munsters to get me!” I laughed lightly at the adorableness of her speech, and I agreed to let her sleep with me if it made her feel safer.
For about an hour, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. All day, I had talked to two of my friends in hopes that I would find an answer to my bizarre situation. Alas, I had received no answers, and I had received no guidance. If anything, I had become more confused then when I had first found Dashie. All of these questions still burning in my mind, and not a single soul could answer them. What was happening to me?
As if hearing her name, Twilight’s voice came from the opening in the fort as she inquired, “I’m trying to read, so could you please be a little bit quieter?” To inspect the fort, I crouched much like I did earlier to compare the number of the package containing Dashie to the number on my slip of paper. “Why hello there, Miss Sparkle,” I said cheerily in an attempt to make her feel more at ease. Simply put, it didn’t work as I had originally intended. Upon noticing my failure, I glanced at Dashie and told her that there was a new friend under the books. In a matter of seconds, she had made her way to the book fort and had stuck her little face into the opening between two books about programming with Java.
It was at that moment that I had become aware that I had been calling Rainbow Dash by the nickname ‘Dashie’ for quite some time. Was I slipping more into insanity, or was this actually reality and I was developing a true bond with the filly? Part of me was greatly enjoying this friendship, but another part of me was trying to make me feel like I was losing my grip on reality. I kept thinking, This has to be real. It just has to be. I’m not the only one seeing these ponies. In fact, there are two other people who see them!
After a few minutes of being the negotiator for the two warring factions in my mind, I noticed that Dashie had taken a few steps back from the book fort. “Hey, Dashie, what happened?” I asked with a genuinely inquisitive tone. She told me that she just made a new friend and that she was really smart. I took this to mean that Dashie had somehow made Twilight feel more at ease and that she would be coming out of the fort very shortly. I set my gaze upon the small and dark entrance to the book fort and a few minutes later, the unicorn filly, Twilight Sparkle, crawled out. She began to study me with great interest, so I assumed that she hadn’t seen another human yet. I crouched once again so Twilight wasn’t intimidated by my height, and I simply tilted my head to the right. A smile spread across my face as, within seconds, she had adorably mirrored my motion. “Hello, Twi,” I happily said, “I’m Ryan. It’s very nice to meet you.” The small unicorn smiled and radiated a feeling of genuine happiness as I gingerly reached out to pet her mane. Contradicting her earlier antisocial behavior, she happily allowed me to pet her mane as I talked to Trevor.
“I only wish I could understand what’s been going on today,” I mentioned apathetically. When I finished my statement, the sky gave a deafening roar and a bolt of lightning shot from the clouds. The ponies, being mere fillies, shook with fear at the loud noises and bright flashes. As a reaction to their fear, they both ran up close to me, and pushed their way under my jacket. With a puzzled look, I asked Trevor, “Wasn’t it supposed to stay sunny and warm all day?” He shrugged it off and mentioned that the meteorologists are wrong sometimes, and we just happened to catch them on one of their off days. I stared him down as if I was the stare-master, Fluttershy, and began to hold the shivering fillies close to my chest as the storm raged on.
Within about ten minutes of its conception, the storm faded into a memory, and with a little bit of comforting, the fillies felt safe enough to leave the confines of my jacket. Glancing up at Trevor’s clock reminded me that I still needed to eat dinner and do some work of my own before heading off to sleep. The clock stared back at me with a bold-faced 6:00 PM, and I said my goodbyes to Trevor and our new friend. I, of course, had to promise Dashie that she would see Twilight again very soon. Once again, I saw the happiness spread through her face. First it started in the shining eyes, and it culminated in one of the biggest smiles I’ve ever seen. I’m usually not the type of person who gets moved by cute little things, but this smile stirred something within me. I realized that it made me feel warm on the inside, and I began to smile along with Dashie.
Hours later, after eating a nice dinner and completing my paper on internet censorship, I decided to turn in for the night. Before I went to sleep, however, I decided to keep track of my days with Dashie. This was, you know, just in case I actually was insane. I could show my journal to my psychiatrist. After jotting down the day’s events, I proceeded to push in my chair, and then I made my way to the ladder at the foot of my lofted bed. I felt a gentle tug at my ankle before I could launch myself to the upper rungs, and then I felt more. There was a rapid succession of gentle tugs at the left cuff of my sweatpants. Upon looking down, I saw the little Dashie giving me what us humans call the ‘puppy eyes’. I asked what she wanted before we went to bed, and she looked up at me with this adorable look in her eyes. She answered, “Daddy, can I sleep with you up there?” “Well, Dashie, I made a bed for you down there. My bed is pretty high, and I wouldn’t want you to fall.” “But Daddy…” Dashie explained, “…I don’t want the munsters to get me!” I laughed lightly at the adorableness of her speech, and I agreed to let her sleep with me if it made her feel safer.
For about an hour, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. All day, I had talked to two of my friends in hopes that I would find an answer to my bizarre situation. Alas, I had received no answers, and I had received no guidance. If anything, I had become more confused then when I had first found Dashie. All of these questions still burning in my mind, and not a single soul could answer them. What was happening to me?
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