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The Clover, Chapter 1

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The Clover.
Chapter One:
>Life has never been easy for you, to say the least.
>Growing up, friends were rare, and the only few people who stayed around you did so only to feel better about themselves.
>Alone, you spend your time trying to fill an emptiness inside you. You spent days on your image boards, posting and watching for something to distract you.
>But nothing ever fills you.
>Life and all its beauty seemed so mangled and distorted to you. The colors of the world faded to hues of distant gray, and the sounds of life dulled and flattened in your ears.
>You go about your seven to six job, working hours for meager pay. Forced to deal with the parasites and burdens called 'people'.
>You can't seem to find a single fuck to give about anything anymore. It all seems so boring. So filthy.
>This foul world had left its mark on you. More than one time you had teased yourself with the eternal peace of death.
>One cold, thunderous night, you find yourself awake yet again. You rest your head on your left hand and cross your legs as usual, your face aglow in the darkness of your room, illuminated by your monitor.
>As you sit lurking through hundreds of posts, only a hollow chuckle escapes your lips from time to time as the light of bright colors from creatures of dreamworld flicker on the wall behind you.
>The rain assaults your roof and windows with the most violent pitter patter, and the loud crack and boom of thunder echos over you.
>As the thunder bellows, your lights flicker out and the monitor spasms.
>You pay no mind to the faulty wiring of your old, run down home.
>When the light dimly flickers back on, your attention turns to your most prized possession.
>A four leaf clover, sealed in plastic.
>Your mind trails off to the day you first found that clover; and how it changed you.
>The thunder bellows angrily above you, shaking your windows and flickering your lights with the wrath of Zeus.
>It's getting much closer, even with your curtains drawn, your dim room is brightly illuminated in the flash of the lightning.
>Again the lightning harasses you, but this time it's much louder, and it causes a power surge.
>The room is in complete darkness, and now only the suddenly gently falling rain can be heard caressing your roof.
>You sit in the darkness of your room, wondering if you even care anymore.
>You peer our the window to see the streetlights on, humming in the glow of their orange light.
>From a glance, all of your neighborhood appears to have power, but you.
>Just your luck. In disbelief, you flick a light switch, try and turn on your computer, and even your small fan.
>Nothing works. You sullenly sit down at your desk, trying to remember if you have any back up fuses, when suddenly something catches your attention.
>A dim green light is coming from your side. You look over slowly, and notice what it is through the darkness..
>Your clover is glowing.
>You reach slowly, and grab it. You bring it up to you, and stare. As you do, your monitor flickers on to a solid white screen.
>You swear you hear a giggle.
>A loud, massive boom rocks your head, and you suddenly are blinded with a bright white light.
>You pass out.
>What feels like an instant later, you open your eyes, and find yourself face down in a rolling grassy field.
>You dart to your feet in panic, only to fall back down as your legs give out on you.
>With a mixture of fear and curiosity, you begin to assess your surroundings.
>You're in a green field, showered with a golden light from the rising sun to your left. It's just beginning to peak over the tall, pointed mountains, casting a pink shade over the morning sky.
>A large cloud is shining a brilliant shade of yellow and orange in the light of the early morning sun, and a rainbow is spouting out of it almost like a waterfall.
>To your right, you see the fading night sky. Doted with stars of vivid colors of blue, yellow red and white, they fill the sky and shine even with the rising sun.
>What most surprises you, is the moon. It's moving.
> You aren't an idiot, you know the moon moves because of the rotation of the earth, but the moon can be seen at day. Why is it going past the horizon?
>You clearly aren't on earth anymore.
>You stop staring at the horizon, and stare at your own hands in disbelief.
>"Is this reality?" You think aloud.
>You advert your gaze just slightly to the side of your hands, and see both a comforting and horrifying sight.
>You're clover is right in-front of you, glowing happily in the soil, with empty plastic bag right beside it.
>You stare at it, trying to wrap your head around this whole situation.
>You don't know how long you've been sitting there trying to logically figure out what the hell happened.
>You've always been intelligent. You've outsmarted every person you've ever met, you're astounding at abstract thinking and finding answers for every thing possibly questionable, be it through research or hypothesis.
>But this? You're completely bewildered.
>It feels like only moments, but soon you notice the sun is high above you.
>You rise to your feet slowly, and look around again. Everything's the same.
>You turn behind you and see a large forest that stretches out past the horizon.
>Distracted by this new landscape, you don't even hear what's coming up behind you.
>"Hi there!"
>Startled, you jump and spin around to face the sound of the noise.
>A bright pair of blue eyes the size of saucers are only inches away from you.
>Surprised even further, you fall back flat on your ass.
>The... whatever the fuck it is, is standing only a foot away from you, staring at you with a big grin.
>Bewildered, you just stare at it. It looks like a horse, but at the same time it looks too oddly proportioned to be a horse. First off, it's about half your height, and is shaped almost like a peanut.
>Not to mention it's bright fucking pink.
>"Hi! My name is Pinkie Pie! Are you new around here? Well duh, you must be new because I don't know who you are, and I know everypony! Hey, now that you mention it, you don't even look like a pony! More like a minotaur! Gee, look at me talk, who are you?"
>Holy fuck this.. 'Pinkie' thing can talk, and it talks fucking fast.
>You just stare at the Pinkie creature, trying to understand what the actual fuck is going on, and what it just said.
>Pinkie is waving her (From the voice, at least you think it's a 'her') arm..thing in front of your face, saying "helloooo? You there?"
>You suddenly jump back to whatever reality you're in, and pay attention.
"Huh? Oh, I'm anonymous... Uh, I don't mean to be rude, but where jimmie rustling fuck am I, and what are you?"
>She stares at you with a face of both confusion and excitement.
>How the fuck is that even possible?
>"Well, you're in Equestria silly! And I'm a pony! Geez, you really are new here aren't you?"
>Pinkie goes on to talk about some donkey that was new, and some rude gryphon that stayed a while, shit, she just keeps going.
>Your mind is full of so many fucks right now. You were teleported to some physic defying dreamworld called Equestria where a pink pony is talking to you.
>You roll for a reality check.
> 20 required
>you sharply pinch your arm.
>Fuck that hurt.
>Die lands on 20.
>Reality check successful.
>This is reality dumb ass.
>WHELP.
>Rising to you feet, your height estimate was correct. Pinkie is just at about hip level. That is, if you don't count the mounds of curly pink.. hair.. on top of it.
>"Sooo, what are you doing here, Mister anon? I was just out walking gummy here,when he pointed to you and I found you!"
"Gummy?"
>"My pet alligator! see?"
>Pinkie turns her head to reveal a baby alligator with no teeth biting on to her head, and turns back giving you a huge smile.
"But wait, what's the point of taking him for a walk if he doesn't actually-"
>She has the most lighthearted smile on, and for some reason you can't bear to actually say it.
"Uh, never mind. Anyway, I have no clue what I'm doing here. One minute I'm at home, and the next I find myself here, face down in the grass."
>"Hmm, that sure is weird, huh? Now that I think about it, I've never even seen anything like you before! Maybe Twilight will know what you are! Twilight knows just about everything anypony could want to know about anything, she even lives in a library!"
>God this p0ny won't stop talking.
>It goes on and on and on, you'd be annoyed if she wasn't so happy, for some reason is seems contaigious.
"Pinkie"
>She keeps talking. Did she just say something about a dragon?
"Pinkie!"
>she doesn't seem to hear you.
You raise your voice slightly louder than hers, shouting "PINKIE!"
>"Huh Oh sorry Anon! I got carried away there.."
"It's okay. I'm a human."
>"A what?"
>You facepalm on the inside. She already said she's never seen anything like you, how is she supposed to know what a 'human' is.
>Being in the middle of a large field on the outskirts of a giant forest in who knows where isn't the most comforting idea.
>You must admit, this Twilight sounds like a very smart.. whatever it is, and you're very curious of just where the hell you are and what's going on, so any knowledge right now would be welcome.
"alright Pinkie, let's go see Twilight then."
>Pinkie grins even larger at you, and squeeks.
>"Aaaall right! Back to P0nyville then! Let's go!"
>With that, the p0ny bounces off, with an audiable bouncing sound effect. You can't help but chuckle at her, and the little green gator dangling off her head bouncing along with her.
>Almost excited with this new world, you walk up with pinkie and begin your adventure in this new, strange, but happy world.

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The Clover. 

 Chapter One:
>Life has never been easy for you, to say the least.
>Growing up, friends were rare, and the only few people who stayed around you did so only to feel better about themselves.
>Alone, you spend your time trying to fill an emptiness inside you. You spent days on your image boards, posting and watching for something to distract you.
>But nothing ever fills you. 
>Life and all its beauty seemed so mangled and distorted to you. The colors of the world faded to hues of distant gray, and the sounds of life dulled and flattened in your ears.
>You go about your seven to six job, working hours for meager pay. Forced to deal with the parasites and burdens called  'people'.
>You can't seem to find a single fuck to give about anything anymore. It all seems so boring. So filthy.
>This foul world had left its mark on you. More than one time you had teased yourself with the eternal peace of death. 
>One cold, thunderous night, you find yourself awake yet again. You rest your head on your left hand and cross your legs as usual, your face aglow in the darkness of your room, illuminated by your monitor.
>As you sit lurking through hundreds of posts, only a hollow chuckle escapes your lips from time to time as the light of bright colors from creatures of dreamworld flicker on the wall behind you.
>The rain assaults your roof and windows with the most violent pitter patter, and the loud crack and boom of thunder echos over you.
>As the thunder bellows, your lights flicker out and the monitor spasms. 
>You pay no mind to the faulty wiring of your old, run down home.
>When the light dimly flickers back on, your attention turns to your most prized possession.
>A four leaf clover, sealed in plastic.
>Your mind trails off to the day you first found that clover; and how it changed you.
>The thunder bellows angrily above you, shaking your windows and flickering your lights with the wrath of Zeus.
>It's getting much closer, even with your curtains drawn, your dim room is brightly illuminated in the flash of the lightning.
>Again the lightning harasses you, but this time it's much louder, and it causes a power surge.
>The room is in complete darkness, and now only the suddenly gently falling rain can be heard caressing your roof.
>You sit in the darkness of your room, wondering if you even care anymore.
>You peer our the window to see the streetlights on, humming in the glow of their orange light.
>From a glance, all of your neighborhood appears to have power, but you.
>Just your luck. In disbelief, you flick a light switch, try and turn on your computer, and even your small fan.
>Nothing works. You sullenly sit down at your desk, trying to remember if you have any back up fuses, when suddenly something catches your attention.
>A dim green light is coming from your side. You look over slowly, and notice what it is through the darkness..
>Your clover is glowing.
>You reach slowly, and grab it. You bring it up to you, and stare. As you do, your monitor flickers on to a solid white screen.
>You swear you hear a giggle.
>A loud, massive boom rocks your head, and you suddenly are blinded with a bright white light.
>You pass out.
>What feels like an instant later, you open your eyes, and find yourself face down in a rolling grassy field.
>You dart to your feet in panic, only to fall back down as your legs give out on you.
>With a mixture of fear and curiosity, you begin to assess your surroundings.
>You're in a green field, showered with a golden light from the rising sun to your left. It's just beginning to peak over the tall, pointed mountains, casting a pink shade over the morning sky.
>A large cloud is shining a brilliant shade of yellow and orange in the light of the early morning sun, and a rainbow is spouting out of it almost like a waterfall.
>To your right, you see the fading night sky. Doted with stars of vivid colors of blue, yellow red and white, they fill the sky and shine even with the rising sun. 
>What most surprises you, is the moon. It's moving. 
> You aren't an idiot, you know the moon moves because of the rotation of the earth, but the moon can be seen at day. Why is it going past the horizon?
>You clearly aren't on earth anymore.
 >You stop staring at the horizon, and stare at your own hands in disbelief.
>"Is this reality?" You think aloud.
>You advert your gaze just slightly to the side of your hands, and see both a comforting and horrifying sight.
>You're clover is right in-front of you, glowing happily in the soil, with empty plastic bag right beside it.
>You stare at it, trying to wrap your head around this whole situation.
>You don't know how long you've been sitting there trying to logically figure out what the hell happened.
>You've always been intelligent. You've outsmarted every person you've ever met, you're astounding at abstract thinking and finding answers for every thing possibly questionable, be it through research or hypothesis. 
>But this? You're completely bewildered.
>It feels like only moments, but soon you notice the sun is high above you.
>You rise to your feet slowly, and look around again. Everything's the same.
>You turn behind you and see a large forest that stretches out past the horizon.
>Distracted by this new landscape, you don't even hear what's coming up behind you.
>"Hi there!"

>Startled, you jump and spin around to face the sound of the noise.
>A bright pair of blue eyes the size of saucers are only inches away from you.
>Surprised even further, you fall back flat on your ass.
>The... whatever the fuck it is, is standing only a foot away from you, staring at you with a big grin.
>Bewildered, you just stare at it. It looks like a horse, but at the same time it looks  too oddly proportioned to be a horse. First off, it's about half your height, and is shaped almost like a peanut.
>Not to mention it's bright fucking pink.
>"Hi! My name is Pinkie Pie! Are you new around here? Well duh, you must be new because I don't know who you are, and I know everypony! Hey, now that you mention it, you don't even look like a pony! More like a minotaur! Gee, look at me talk, who are you?"
>Holy fuck this.. 'Pinkie' thing can talk, and it talks fucking fast. 
>You just stare at the Pinkie creature, trying to understand what the actual fuck is going on, and what it just said.
>Pinkie is waving her (From the voice, at least you think it's a 'her') arm..thing in front of your face, saying "helloooo? You there?"
>You suddenly jump back to whatever reality you're in, and pay attention.
"Huh? Oh, I'm anonymous... Uh, I don't mean to be rude, but where jimmie rustling fuck am I, and what are you?"
>She stares at you with a face of both confusion and excitement.
>How the fuck is that even possible?
>"Well, you're in Equestria silly! And I'm a pony! Geez, you really are new here aren't you?"
>Pinkie goes on to talk about some donkey that was new, and some rude gryphon that stayed a while, shit, she just keeps going.
>Your mind is full of so many fucks right now. You were teleported to some physic defying dreamworld called Equestria where a pink pony is talking to you.
>You roll for a reality check.
> 20 required
>you sharply pinch your arm.
>Fuck that hurt.
>Die lands on 20.
>Reality check successful.
>This is reality dumb ass.
>WHELP.
>Rising to you feet, your height estimate was correct. Pinkie is just at about hip level. That is, if you don't count the mounds of curly pink.. hair.. on top of it.
>"Sooo, what are you doing here, Mister anon? I was just out walking gummy here,when he pointed to you and I found you!"
"Gummy?"
>"My pet alligator! see?"
>Pinkie turns her head to reveal a baby alligator with no teeth biting on to her head, and turns back giving you a huge smile.
"But wait, what's the point of taking him for a walk if he doesn't actually-"
>She has the most lighthearted smile on, and for some reason you can't bear to actually say it.
"Uh, never mind. Anyway, I have no clue what I'm doing here. One minute I'm at home, and the next I find myself here, face down in the grass."
>"Hmm, that sure is weird, huh? Now that I think about it, I've never even seen anything like you before! Maybe Twilight will know what you are! Twilight knows just about everything anypony could want to know about anything, she even lives in a library!"
>God this p0ny won't stop talking.
>It goes on and on and on, you'd be annoyed if she wasn't so happy, for some reason is seems contaigious.
"Pinkie"
>She keeps talking. Did she just say something about a dragon?
"Pinkie!"
>she doesn't seem to hear you.
You raise your voice slightly louder than hers, shouting "PINKIE!"
>"Huh Oh sorry Anon! I got carried away there.."
"It's okay. I'm a human."
>"A what?"
>You facepalm on the inside. She already said she's never seen anything like you, how is she supposed to know what a 'human' is.
>Being in the middle of a large field on the outskirts of a giant forest in who knows where isn't the most comforting idea.
>You must admit, this Twilight sounds like a very smart.. whatever it is, and you're very curious of just where the hell you are and what's going on, so any knowledge right now would be welcome.
"alright Pinkie, let's go see Twilight then."
>Pinkie grins even larger at you, and squeeks. 
>"Aaaall right! Back to P0nyville then! Let's go!"
>With that, the p0ny bounces off, with an audiable bouncing sound effect. You can't help but chuckle at her, and the little green gator dangling off her head bouncing along with her.
>Almost excited with this new world, you walk up with pinkie and begin your adventure in this new, strange, but happy world.

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