Rarity's Reality
Today was like any other day, I had just gotten off school, and began to walk home. The warm weather had caused to snow to melt a bit, making the sidewalks a little slushy, but it's nothing I cant handle. My shoes have been wearing out, and theres plenty of holes in them, causing me to get my feet wet everytime I go out. I'm too poor to afford better footwear for the winter, so these shoes will just have to do. It's warm enough out to wear a sweater overtop of my school uniform, and maybe even a thin hat to cover my ears. I've been enjoying my walks home recently, looking forward to them sometimes, getting the chance to think to myself, putting my earbuds in and listen to some music while I walk. Many different things go through my mind as I walk, such as an idea for the next clopfic chapter I have been writing, or even maybe coming up with a comic or two. Although I usually never stick to any of the ideas I think up, It's nice to think about things, and have my own time. The walk only lasts ten to fifteen minutes, but I always wish it was just a bit longer, giving me more time to think to myself.
As I arrive at home, I pull out my Ipod, turning off the music and take out my ear buds. I put them both into my pocket and walk up to the front steps. The house I live in is nothing special, but its duable for now. Theres two other people living here, one on the first foor, and another on the second. Im pretty sure the two are friends, and tend to party quite a bit. The music never stops, and I can always hear it all the way up on the third floor. As much as I would like to do something about it, the neighbourhood I live in isn't the best, and is filled with crime and generally bad people.
I pull out my keys and open the front door, closing it behind me as I walk in. I can already hear the music as I walk through the door, becoming louder as I make my way through the second door, leading into the main hallway of the home. The music usually begins playing around seven when I wake up, and doesnt stop until three in the morning. As much as I dont like the blaring music, I don't mind it for the most part, it's just the yelling and screaming on the weekends that gets to me. Today is friday, and that means its weed night for them. Walking up the stairs going to my apartment, I can the stench of the drug, shaking my head, knowing that these people will probably never go anywhere in life. I try to pity them, but it sickens me to know what they do in their free time.
I walk into my apartment, taking off my shoes, and throwing my bag to the ground. I then walk towards my room, while unzipping my sweater, and taking off my hat at the same time. I throw them on the floor of the room and sit down on the bed. The bedroom takes up half of the apartment, giving me a decently sized room for the most part. The other half has a small living enough, big enough to fit a couch, a desktop computer, A regular sized tv, and a coffee table. The bathroom is in the living room, inside is a small shower, a sink with a mirror cabinet above, along with a standard toilet. Beside the bathroom is the kitchen, which is also small. Theres a door that leads outside a small fire escape incase any would ever happen. Inside is a small fridge and stove, alongside a sad excuse for a countertop and table. I dont tend to eat much at that table, but instead I mostly eat at the coffee table, watching a bit of t.v, or playing a few games on the xbox.
I get into a change of clothes and walk into the living room. My small netbook I use to write and do schoolwork on is still sitting on the couch where I left it this morning before heading out to school. It's nothing special, but its all I need for now. I dont play any high end games on it, since I have the xbox, but sometimes it would be nice to download a few steam games and play those. I open it up and turn it on, waiting for it to load up I turn on the t.v and change the channel the food network, one of my favorite channels to watch. The laptop finally loads up, and I open up my favorite internet broswer, and the first thing I go to is reddit. A few months ago a friend of mine had told me about reddit, and how cool it was. Curious, I checked out the site, and was pretty confused at first, and never ended up giving it another chance. It wasnt until one day at school while watching him browse the site when I seen how cool it was, so I had to create a username before I got home. I borrowed his laptop, and thats when I came up with the Rainbowdashyy username, and it had just stuck.
I open up a few more tabs, one of which to a clop chat I participate in everyday, along with a few other pony related sites. The internet is always filled with interesting things for me to discover everday, being a new scientific discovery, or a few new comics. While broswing through the my little pony subreddit, I got an idea for a comic I should make. The comic would be that of Rarity and Twilight, where Twilight is trying to teach Rarity spells beyond things that have to do with her line of work. They obviously have troubles, but at the end on the comic, Rarity disappears. I make the joke about that she dissapears into our world, kind of like the my little dashie story, but she wasnt a filly, and remained who she was. I then made the comic, and posted it to the my little pony subreddit, closing my browser after that.
I look at the clock on the wall, and see that its about dinner time. Since it's the weekend, I thought I would treat myself to some pizza, So I call up my favorite pizza place, and order a large cheese pizza. I must have fallen asleep, because I awoke to the sound of the doorbell, so I got up to answer it. It was the pizza guy, so I got my money plus tip and gave it to him. I grabbed my pizza out of the bag, walked back into the living room, and put the pizza box on the coffee table. I go to the washroom before sitting down to eat. Washing my hands, I hear a loud boom, but think nothing of it, since it's probably just the other tendants and their music. I open the washroom door, completley stunned and oblivous to what I see infront of me.
What...the....fuck....
Either im tripping serious balls, or im still asleep, but whats infront of me is impossible to describe how, or even why, but the one thing to randomly appear infront of me, it has to be Rarity. We both look at eachother for a second, and I can tell that she is just as confused as I am, and even more, scared. I dont know why I feel scared, but I am. Maybe its because I don't know whats happeneing, or maybe its because I cant comprehend whats infront of me. Much like in the my little dashie fic I had read once, There was no way to explain the same situation. I move my hand to scratch my face, and Rarity jumps just like a cat would reacting to a laser pointer. She runs through my kitching, finding her way to the fire escape, and I hear her run down the steps. I had opened to door open to let in some cooler air in the apartment, since it was getting a bit warm.
Did that just happen?
At this point, Im sure of what to do, so the most reasonable thing I can think of is to pretend that it didnt happen, and its all in my head, so I walked over to my couch and sit down. I open the pizza box, pick up a peice of pizza, taking my first bite. I look at my Rarity brushable toy and sigh. My friend had bought me that brushable toy after coming out of a pretty harsh break up. Trying to cheer me up, he brought me to the movies to go and see one of the new releases. Upon arriving he handed me a bag from one of the stores in the mall that the movie theater is in, and told me to take up. Looking inside, I instantly had noticed the picture of Rarity on the package, and couldnt hold in my excitment. Every bad feeling I had that day vanished, knowing I had my very own Rarity. That was the best gift anyone could have ever given me at the time, and was the only thing I needed. The whole movie I sat there, playing with her hair, twirling it and twisting it to my hearts desire.
Still looking at the figurine, I pick her up and sigh once again. As much as I would like for Rarity to be real, any sane person would know it's far from possible. I put her back down on the coffee table, and eat my pizza.
Why the hell are there no pepparonis on this? Oh..thats right, I didnt get any..
With the pizza half done, I close the pizza box, and turn on the xbox. Maybe some video games will take my mind off things. I'm still thinking about Rarity though, and I have convinced myself that I was seeing things, but I cant shake the feeling that something's wrong. Right at that moment, as if I knew it was coming, I heard loud pounding at the fire escape door.
Please dont tell me this is happening
I refuse to get up. If it's what I think it is, I'm not sure what I'm going to do. After spending a few hours telling myself its not real, and never going to happen, could it all be true?. The door continues to be pounded on, but stops, followed by a bang and squel. Hearing that, I jump up thinking the worst, regardless of what could be at the door. I'm now running through the small apartment, making my way to the door. I open it up and theres nothing there.
Was that all just in my head aswell? I turn my head looking down the stairs leading towards the ground Oh fuck!
It's Rarity.
She must have fallen down the stairs, because she was at the bottom laying down in shock. My heart sank at the sight, and I jump down the stairs, missing most of them. I dont have any socks on, and can feel them freezing from the snow beneath them, but that doesnt matter right now. Mustering up all the strength I can, using every ounce of adrenaline rushing through me, I pick her up over my shoulders and carry her up the stairs. She feels virtualy weightless from the rush, but all I care about is getting her inside to see if she is alright. It's a long way down those stairs, and something must have broke. I kick open the door, almost breaking it off the hinges, and rush through the kitchen, making sure to to hit anything, and find my way to my room. I set her down on my bed, and I fall to through floor exhausted.
I havn't even gotten a good look at her yet, and can hear her whimpering on the bed. Lifting my head up, I can see that she has been through hell and back within these few short hours from when she had first arrived. Her coat is full of dirt and mud, covering her cutie mark completley. There's a few twigs in both her mane and tail, both completley tangled up. As far as I could tell, after taking an overall look of things, nothing was broken or looked swolen, but, it did look like she was shaken up pretty bad.
She opens her eyes, and looks at me. I'm not sure of what to do, considering when she had randomly appeared in my house, I moved my hand and she ran away. She closes her eyes again, resting her head against my pillow, falling asleep. I cant help but smile, looking at her as she sleeps. Sure she's all full of dirt and mud, but, shes just a beautiful as the show dipicts her. I get up and walk out of room, turning the lights off, and closing the door. Although I can't explain how or why she is here, I dont really care much though, or feel like finding out why. Atleast for now.
Looks like I'll be sleeping on the couch for a while