CYOA Badluck Femanon Ch 3

Chapter 3

 

"Ugh, my head."

>You rub a hand against your forehead.

>For some reason, your hair is all wild and messy.

>You run a hand through it, shocking yourself rom static electricity.

>Fuck, that hurt.

>You sit up and take in your surroundings.

"... dafuq?"

>You could have sworn a minute ago that you were walking through a thunderstorm.

>It was as if someone had plucked you from the city and placed you in the country side.

>How is that possible?

>You literally just got off the school bus for the last time in your life.

>You look around.

>Your backpack is gone.

>Diploma gone.

>What just happened here?

>You pick yourself up and stumble on a teal-aqua colored cushion.

>"Ow, what the buck is your problem?

>That teal cushion... wasn't a cushion.

>"What kind of idiot steps on a pony's stomach while they're napping?"

>Pony?

>The thing that you thought was a cushion stands up.

>It's a... talking pony.

>With an aqua-something coat.

>And rainbow hair.

>"Listen buddy I-..."

>The pony turns towards you and lifts up a blindfold.

>"... what the heck are you?"

>You let loose a small scream.

>More like a yelp.

>You start running away from it.

>You're high.

>No, dead. That's it. There's no way a pony could talk, even if you were high.

>Well, you've never actually been high before.

>But still.

>You feel a sudden whip of air.

>You collide into the pony.

>"Hey. You. I was talking to you."

"Haha, yeah. You were."

 

>You start stumbling off in another direction.

>Another whip of wind.

>Another collision.

>"Listen, I don't know who or what you are, but you should know that I'm the fastest flyer this side of Equestria."

>Equestria?

>Like Equestrian... show horse stuff?

>You back away from the pony and run as fast as you possibly can.

>"Seriously, stop. Answer my questions."

>The pony is flying right beside you.

>Flying.

>Matching your pace.

>You can't believe your eyes.

>"Hey, watch ou-"

>You were so busy staring you didn't notice the tree you just ran into.

>"Whoa, are you alright?"

>The pony puts her hands... wait, no hooves? on your shoulder cautiously and helps you up.

>You groan.

>"Here, let's get you to the medical tent. It's not far."

>You don't even care at this point.

 

>The rainbow-haired pony flies you over to a green medical tent straight out of an old WWII movie.

>Inside are more ponies. Of various colors.

>They talk.

>They're dressed in nurse outfits.

>What the absolute fuck.

>You hear their hushed voices.

>"What is that creature?"

>"Who is that? What is that?"

>"Is that some sort of shaved bear with clothes on it?"

>"What kind of monster did Rainbow Dash bring in here?"

>All this whispering and talking is driving you mad.

>You slowly bring your hands up to your ears and cover them.

>You curl your legs up into a ball, and start rocking back and forth.

>You're crazy.

>Completely mad.

>"Got a mild concussion and a few scrapes. Nothing too serious."

>A nurse in front of you says.

>She plops an ice pack on your head.

>"You're free to go whenever you like. Don't move too much, alright?"

>You nod your head.

 

>You sit in silence for a few minutes trying to wrap your head around the situation.

>You've gone and teleported to a world where talking ponies are normal.

>Fuck, that sounds crazy.

>Maybe you went crazy?

>You don't think you've gone crazy yet. You're 17. You have your whole life to become crazy.

>You're dreaming?

>You slammed into a tree and have a concussive headache.

>Pain.

>Nope.

>Fuck.

>You press the ice pack against your head and walk outside the tent.

>The blue rainbow pony is standing there.

>She has a few friends.

>A purple pony. And a pink one.

>And a yellow one hiding behind all three.

>"See, I told you. Twilight, do you know what that is?"

>"Sorry, Rainbow, I don't have the slightest idea. You said it just came from nowhere?"

>"Yeah. It's kinda funny looking."

>"Rainbow! That's a terrible thing to say.."

>"What? It does..."

>"Have you tried talking to it, yet?"

>"Well, not really... but I don't think I want to."

>"... well, we can't have a repeat of Zecora."

>The purple one walks up to you.

>"Hello there. Uh, my name is Twilight Sparkle."

>You stare at her.

>"... We've never met a creature like you before."

>She circles around you.

>"... Are you listening to me?"

>You keep your eyes glued on her.

>"Do you even talk?"

"Yeah."

>"Okay? Well, uh... do you have a name?"

"A-Anonymous."

>Twilight looks at you knowingly.

>"... really?"

>You nod.

"My name is actually Anonymous."

>"Alright then? Are you-... what sort of creature are you?"

>You shake your head.

>This is so bizarre.

"I'm a human."

 

>The ponies you've become acquainted with bring you to the library.

>Located in a tree.

>You swear, you're in some sort of video game fantasy world.

>Twilight gives you a nervous smile.

>"I've sent for the Princess. She'll be arriving at nightfall."

>Rainbow Dash, the first pony you met, set out to retrieve a few more of her friends.

>The pink pony went to get some food, apparently.

>"Anonymous?"

>Fluttershy nudges your arm softly.

>"Are you... I mean, is everything alright?"

>You're in an unknown world with a bunch of talking ponies.

>You don't think you're alright.

"I'm fine."

>You give her a soft smile.

>For some reason you think you know this pony.

>Her soft voice.

>Shy personality.

>She has a nurturing aura around her.

>It's not just her.

>All of these ponies are familiar.

>You don't know why.

 

>"What's got you all riled up Rainbow?"

>"Yes, do tell us Rainbow. What could possibly have you all excited?"

>The front door bursts open.

>Rainbow Dash jumps inside and points directly at you.

>"That."

>You watch an orange and white pony stare at you.

>"Rainbow darling, do tell... what exactly is that?"

>"I'unno. It called itself a human."

"It... is a person."

>"I beg your pardon?"

"A person. Me. Someone with thoughts. And feelings."

>"You're a-... huh? Where on earth did you come from?"

>You have a feeling like you've had this conversation before.

>You had the same feeling ten minutes ago when you explained yourself to Twilight.

>"Girls, please!"

>Twilight sighs.

>"Anonymous here is a human. Despite her appearance, she's just like any other pony."

>"What the heck is a human?"

>Rainbow asked.

>"I'm not sure. But we can't have a repeat of Zecora. Just because she looks... different, doesn't mean we should treat her that way."

>You like Twilight

>She's very rational.

>And she's defending you.

>"But what exactly is a human?"

>"Something that is not from here."

 

>A warm motherly voice comes from the doorway.

>Her voice is soft and strong at the same time.

>It gives you a feeling of safety and serenity.

>"Princess!"

>The ponies bow before a tall white winged-unicorn.

>You stare in awe.

>Mostly at her magically flowing hair.

>"Princess, I though you were arriving at nightfall!"

>Twilight said rather nervously.

>"If I had known you'd be early, I would have made some preparations."

>"That's quite alright Twilight. I simply changed my priorities. And right now, that is you."

>Celestia points at you.

>You are speechless.

>You can't think of anything to do.

>You bow your head to her.

>"It's an honor to be in the presence of the first human in Equestria. However, it's of great concern that you're even here. You have some explaining to do."

>Explaining?

>"How is it that you are here?"

>You shake your head.

"I have no clue. I kinda just woke up here."

>Celestia gives you a concerned look.

>"You have no information regarding the matter?"

"None."

>"Well, that's quite strange. But not surprising."

>The Princess places a hoof on your shoulder.

>If it weren't for the fact that you thought you were crazy, you might have flipped out that someone of royalty was touching you.

>"I was hoping to get some answers. But if you don't know, there isn't much I can do."

>Your gaze falls.

>So, you're stuck here?

 

>"Since we don't know how you got here, we have no way to send you back. As much as it pains me to say this, there is a very big possibility that you will be stranded here."

>You slump in your seat.

>Of course you were stuck here.

>Some part of you still half-believed that you were high and this would end.

>You aren't that lucky.

>"I trust that you'll be cooperative with us while you are here?"

>You nod.

>"Twilight Sparkle, take a note please."

>Twilight fumbles around with a scroll and quill.

>"Until more information comes to light, the royal sisters of Canterlot do approve the following motion; The human known as Anonymous will be residing as a normal citizen of Ponyville. Please welcome her warmly."

>"Got it."

>"Please deliver this to Mayor Mare's office, first thing tomorrow morning."

>Twilight nods.

>"Now, about residence. Anonymous will certainly need a place to sleep and to call home while she's here."

>"Um, Princess, if I may?"

>Twilight approaches you.

>"I have plenty of room here in the library. If you'd like, you're welcome to stay."

>You blink.

"Uh... are you sure?"

>"It'll be fun. Besides, I can give you a few notes and help you adjust to Ponyville."

>Twilight is definitely getting on your good graces.

 

"Yeah... Okay."

>"Excellent."

>The princess claps her hooves together.

>"Well. I believe that is everything we need to take care of for now."

>The princess speaks privately with Twilight for a few moments before departing.

>You hear Rainbow Dash, Applejack, and Rarity whispering to themselves, probably about you.

>A few minutes later, they, along with Fluttershy, leave the library.

>You sit in silence.

>Well, that could have gone a lot worse.

>Twilight scuffs a foot against the floor.

>"So, um. Are you hungry at all? Want me to cook something?"

>Before you could answer, there was a knock on the door.

>You answer it.

>A tower of pies and cakes falls on you.

"Pf-wh-what the?"

>God, you're covered from head to toe in frosting and filling.

>A pink pony walks up to you and licks off some of the frosting.

>"Sorry there Anonymous."

>"Pinkie Pie? You missed the Princess. Where were you?"

>"Sugarcube Corner, duh? I had to get the food for the party."

"Party?"

>"For Anon's welcome party!"

>Did she just call you Anon?

>Pinkie pulls out a hat and places it on your head.

>She aims and pops a confetti can at you.

>You groan.

>You've never really been a party person.

>"Pinkie, now isn't the best time... we can hold a party for Anon some other time."

>Twilight's calling you Anon too?

>You suppose it's better than Anonymous.

>Twilight sighs and sends Pinkie back home.

>She starts cleaning up the mess.

>"There's a bathroom on the second floor. You're free to wash up."

>You nod and head upstairs.

>Being covered in sugar isn't fun.

>You gingerly slip out of your caked clothes and step into the bathtub.

>Your foot slips, causing you fall back, slamming your head agains the bathroom floor.

"OW! FUCK!"

>You grip the back of your head in pain.

 

>You hear a pair of footsteps.

>"Uh... hello? Are you alright?"

>What the?

>Who was that?

>You pick yourself up from the floor and look at the doorway.

>You vision is a little spotty from the fall, but you can make out a purple and green blob.

>Kinda like a baby dinosaur.

>You remember you're all sticky and aren't wearing anything.

>You instinctively try to cover yourself up.

"Wha? Who are you?"

>"I'm Spike. Who are you? And why do you have frosting all over your body?"

>You feel your face flush red.

>You hear another set of footsteps.

>"Spike? Anon? What's going on?"

>Twilight peers in the doorway.

>Have these ponies heard of privacy?

>"Anon?"

>"Anon is a human we just met today. She'll be staying with us for a while. Maybe longer."

>She stares at you.

>"Did you fall?"

>You give a nervous laugh.

"C-can I get a little privacy?"

>"Uh, yeah. Sure."

>Twilight is still staring at you.

>She gently pushes Spike out of the way.

>"Anything you need?"

>You look around.

"A towel would be nice. And maybe some clean clothes?"

>"I don't think I have anything that you could wear..."

"Oh."

>Crap.

 

"Do you have a bedsheet maybe?

>She tilts her head.

>"Um... yeah? I can get you that."

"Thanks."

>Twilight picks up your clothes.

>"I'll have Spike clean these for you.

>You close the door behind her and step back into the tub.

>Carefully this time.

>You put the shower curtain back into place.

>You turn the shower nozzle and feel a spray of ice cold water.

>You hold the urge to scream.

>You breathe in shallow breaths and wait for the water to adjust.

>The door opens.

>"Hey, the towel's right next to the sink. Bedsheet too."

"Thank you."

>The rest of your shower goes without a hitch.

>You dry off and start tying the bedsheet around you.

>Not a very good job, but you can't complain.

>You start walking down the steps.

>Your foot gets caught on one of the corners of your makeshift robe.

>You tumble down the stairs and land flat on your face.

>Your whole body is sore from the fall.

>You huff a soft, pained laugh.

>You're hurting.

>This isn't a fake fantasy dream.

>You feel some tears coming on.

>You don't even care.

>Twilight rushes to your aid.

>She pulls you into a hug.

 

>You hug her back.

>You rest in her arms for a few moments.

>Suddenly the world dims.

>Colors start graying, disappearing.

>What is happening?

>You have no idea.

>"ALL ALONE."

>You hear a familiar voice.

>One that frightens you.

>It's coming from Twilight.

>"ALL ALONE."

>It's deep and dark and demonic.

>You realize that Twilight hasn't let go of you.

>You try to pull away from her and can't.

>You notice her eyes have completely darkened to black.

"Twilight?"

>All of this seems familiar.

>All of this is scaring you.

>Twilight's grip tightens around your body.

>Slowly but surely, she constricts you.

>Your body shudders at her icy touch.

>"YOU ARE ALL ALONE."

>You lock gazes with Twilight.

>The world disappears into black.

 

>You're floating in darkness.

>You can't even see a hand in front of your face.

>It's become rather hard to breathe.

>In the distance, you can hear indescribable noises.

>Noises that only you could hear.

>Screams from your mother when you were young.

>A screech of car brakes before a crash.

>The sound of wedding bells when your dad remarried.

>The sound of your hands clawing against the metal railing on the playground.

>Memories that you would have rather kept locked away.

>You finally remember.

>It's a dream.

>You're in a nightmare.

>You'll be in nightmares every single night.

>For the rest of your life.

>You breathe one final breath.

>Your lungs are gasping for air.

>You can't move and drown the vacuum of the empty void.

 

>Your consciousness jolts awake.

>You're barely hovering above the bed.

>Mara is laying over you.

>His touch is gentle and warm, but solid.

>He's actually touching you now.

>It looks like your being engulfed by a swarm of violent wisps.

>"YOU ARE-"

>You remember his words from the dream.

>You're all alone.

>"ALL MINE."