Wasted Breathe - Chapter 0 /Prelude/

                                Chapter 0 - Fix You -

 

 

“So… do you think you can help me out here Twilight?”

 

Holding the small black rectangular device out towards her, it becomes enveloped in a purple aura and floats from your hand.

 

>”Hmmm, well if it operates the way you say it does… I think if I were to replace the power cell with something that can hold a magic charge I might be able to get it working again. But what should I use…”

She turns from you going off into her own world, scribbling notes on the chalk board behind her while floating a couple old looking books over to a nearby desk.

 

You can’t help but feel a new hope of bringing your baby back.

 

You silently question as to how she knew exactly where each book she needed was so quickly.

 

She was already levitating one back to the shelf and replacing it with another.

 

Standing there watching Twilight fly through page after page jotting down more notes on her board, a small smile creeps on your face.

 

You haven’t been here for a little more than a month now and the ponies have been nothing but nice to you.

All of them warmly greeted you after it was cleared up that you weren’t dangerous, some of the greetings perhaps were a bit to “warm”.

 

Celestia, one of the two pony rulers, had hooked you up with a nice cottage in Ponyville which she offered to you free of charge, but you wouldn’t let that fly so you pay as much rent as she let you.

 

This does leave you a chunk of dosh to use however you want, if you only knew what you wanted to do with it though.

The job you got to supply said dosh was an easy one, working in the back of a local dive as a dishwasher/cook, it was no grand appointment by any means but it paid for your meager bills.

 

Twilight catches your attention as she turns back around to you and begins talking to you.

 

>”Alright Anonymous, I can replace the power cell with a crystalline plate I’ll ask Rarity to create later. Its design is pretty simple, so if she makes it tonight I can probably get this –thing- back to you tomorrow sometime.”

She stated this confidently, waving the small device around accentuating –thing- with a look of curiosity.

 

“Really?! That soon?!" You reply probably a bit too excited, but fuck inhibitions right now though you’re getting your baby back!

 

>”Yeah, it won’t be that har-AHH!” She yelps surprised by the sudden embrace you’d put her in.

 

“Thank you thank you thank you Twilight! You’re amazing!” You shout while jumping with her in your hug like that of a child on Christmas morning that had gotten exactly what he had wanted.

 

>”I-i-it’s no p-p-problem at all Aa-anonymous, so umm could you please put me d-down? She stammers out her words while practically going limp in your arms.

 

“Oh! Sorry Twilight.” You lean down releasing the purple unicorn who slouches back onto her haunches, a blush flooding her cheeks as she gazes back up at you.

 

Damn, that’s adorable as hell brah.

 

Shush brain, don’t spoil the moment; we are getting our baby back!

 

Locking eyes with Twilight, the blush still refuses to leave her cheeks… and is that… drool?

 

The hell did you do brah! Damn, this is more awkward than that time you had to ask your dad to help you because your dick got caught in the…

 

Shut the fuck up! We repressed that shit for a reason! Anyways… I didn’t mean to break the poor girl.

 

A few more seconds pass and a drip of drool finally hits the floor.

 

So… just how the fuck do ponies even blush anyways? They have fur for crying out loud!

 

Uhh let’s just go with the old its magic accept it answer here brah.

 

I guess that’s probably for the best…

 

Not being able to stand the awkward silence or the slowly growing puddle at Twilight’s hooves anymore you decide to break it by clearing your throat.

 

This seems to do the trick as Twilight seems to come back out of her trance with a jerk, breaking away the last chain of drool hanging from her lip.

 

>”Huh? Oh umm anyways Anonymo-“

 

“Anon.” You cut her off mid-sentence.

 

She raises an eyebrow and tilts her head slightly looking for an elucidation of what you said.

 

“You can call me Anon, I’d prefer it if you would anyways. It just seems a lot more… I don’t know how to put it… Me I guess?”

 

>”Ah, alright then Anon. But anyways, I’ll have Spike get you tomorrow once I’m done installing the new power cell in your ummm…” Lifting the device up once again as she looks it over trying to find something she could use as a name for the mysterious object.

 

“It’s a Cellphone; back on Earth it was a pretty common thing to have one. We humans used it as a way to communicate with each other when we couldn’t be face to face. Well… most did, I ended up using mine mostly for music and pictures.” You explain.

 

>”I see, interesting Anon. You’ll have to tell me more about these cellphones next time you’re here then. Promise?” Smiling with a almost longing look in her eyes.

 

Brah… You really gonna deny that request, what are you? An asshole?

 

“Sure Twilight, I’ll tell you all you want to know about cellphones next time I’m her-“A odd chill runs down your spine causing you to halt mid-sentence.

 

The hell was that? Brain? Do I need to shit or something? Last time you pulled this stunt was in the 3rd grade.

 

I swear to god if you shit my pants I’ll find paint thinner and kill off a couple hundred cells!

 

You look back at Twilight and slowly come to terms with the error you had made.

 

She had donned the biggest grin you’ve ever seen, which is only accentuated by how freakishly wide her eyes were.

Twilight was probably the biggest egghead you had ever met before; this mare would have spent a full fucking day question you about fucking bowel movements if you had of let her, and you go and agree to tell her ALL she wants to fucking know!

 

Now practically shoving you out the front door it was pretty apparent she was ready to get to work for her prize.

 

>”K C U 2MRW ANON!” She spews out as you stumble out onto the door step of the library.

 

You turn around to see her already walking back inside.

 

“Twilight, one sec.” You call out before she gets to close the door.

 

>”What Anon, I have a lot of worrorr…” her words trail off as she closes her eyes and leans into your hand.

 

“Thanks again for helping me; it means a lot to me Twilight, more than I can ever thank you for.”

 

Removing you hand from behind the ear you’d scratched, it was the least you could do to show your gratitude.

 

Bit of a gamble though, you had no clue as to if ponies would like it or not here too. Looks like you hit the jackpot though.

 

>”Annytme Anom… itz mah pleazure…” she slurs out with a sigh coming down from her high.

 

You always had the slight feeling since you got here that Twilight was sheltered, and today had confirmed your suspicion.

 

It was fun to push her buttons like this though; after all, the more pure something is the more fun it is to corrupt right? Can I get a amen brah?

 

Brain… What the actual fuck man? Just… Just…. Where the hell did yo-

 

You hear Twilight speak and snap back from your internal argument on corruption.

 

A rose colored blush had once again taken residence on her cheeks, this time she seemed to be looking anywhere but at you.

 

You probably embarrassed her too much, now you feel like a dick.

 

>”Would you mind, umm doing that again once I fix your phone tomorrow? I don’t believe I’ve felt that before and I’d umm like to take some notes on it.” She asked quietly still avoiding your eyes.

 

Jeeze this was starting to embarrass you even.

 

Just be careful how you answer this brah; let’s just think this throu-

 

“Sure, I don’t see why not.”

 

OH COME ON, WHAT THE FUCK MAN!

 

>”Really?! Yo-you’re okay with it?”

 

“Yea, sure Twilight. It’s the least I can do since you’re helping me so much. If its notes you want, its notes you’ll get.” You end your sentence with a light-hearted laugh, much to the purple mares liking.

 

Both of you exchange your final goodbyes for the evening and you finally depart for home.

 

The sun setting over the horizon let you know it was time as well, waving at familiar faces along the way to your cottage near the edge of town.

 

You round one last corner and you see your destination come into view, it wasn’t anything grand but it was exponentially better than the shit-hole apartment you had back on Earth.

 

You’d actually grown to like your new abode, it had a decent sized living room, a cozy kitchen, custom sized bath, and a rather spacious bedroom.

 

None of that wombo combo bullshit.

 

The rooms of the cottage seemed practically new, no doubt due to Celestia requesting this house be prepped for your rather “different” size needs.

 

Always looking out for you that one was.

 

It was pretty lucky that Celestia had been there when the guards first found you in the Everfree forest.

 

The guards probably would of done away with you on the spot in any other situation, of course when you go a solid 4 days without food and water what else is to be expected other than incoherent ramblings and screams of terror at the “talking horses” who found you.

 

She even went so far as to put you up in a room in the castle for a few days to recoup, till Twilight could come escort you to Ponyville that is.

 

Dinner tonight had consisted of a fruit salad; you were also slowly coming to terms of a life without meat, it still made you cry internally for a burger at night.

 

While cleaning up after dinner and preparing to turn in for the night your thoughts began to drift back to the first actual friend you had made in this pastel pony world.

 

Wondering when you might or if you would even get a chance to see her again, you lie down in bed and pull the covers up.

 

She was a ruler after all, and you knew that meant she had a lot of responsibilities to attend to.

 

But does that mean you’ll never see her again? You’d like to of thought you were friends at least, but who knows.

 

She could have just been very good at playing the courteous host.

 

You had really wanted to thank her properly for all she did for you during your stay at the castle, faked or not.

 

You’d also wanted to thank her for hinting that Twilight might be able to assist you in repowering your phone.

 

It was pretty impressive though that you managed to go 5 days on a half battery charge.

 

Tactically creating a quick playlist of your absolute favorite songs, and turning your phone on only at night to listen and sing them in your room of the castle.

 

Thank god you still had your headphones with you, portal magic couldn’t do shit to them in your pants pocket.

 

She did seem to genuinely care when you were depressed over it dying, so maybe it wasn’t all a façade after all?

 

Even when you didn’t tell her exactly what tore you up so much about your phone dying, she never pressured you to tell her. She would only smile and assure you things would work out.

 

You could still picture that warm smile she would give you; it would give you the same feeling like moms would.

 

God you’d missed that smile so much…

 

A couple more hours tick by and before you knew it sleep and come to claim you, leaving you with these memories and tear hanging in the corner of your eye that refused to fall.

 

After all, real men don’t cry… Right Dad?