A Work in Progress

>Boy that Dash sure knows how to party

>Not quite as much as Pinkie but then no p0ny could hope to compare

>Especially when she went out of her way to get plenty of booze

>You don't even care that Dash is tangled up in you when you hit the bed, you just need sleep damnit

 

>"Anon?"

>What was that? Ah nevermind, just keep enjoying this gorgeous day with you bro

>Nothing like relaxing in the sun with good company

>"Anon?"

>The voice is more insistent and closer

>"Yeah?"

>"Anon?"

>You open your eyes to...

>That's strange, Equestria isn't some black, formless void

>And your bro isn't... what is that thing anyway

>"So good of you to finally wake up! In a manner of speaking of course - oh how I love the nature of this!"

>It's some dragon-lion-goat-other-species thing

>"Dude... what?"

>Of course your addled mind should only come out with the most blank of responses

>"Oh, of course, where -are- my manners."

>With a snap of its fingers you're standing up and feeling surprisingly refreshed

>"Now do you recognise me?"

>It did look familiar

>Sort of like that sculpture in the royal gardens

>The one of... oh fuck

>"Discord!"

 

>"None other than the emir of entropy and the sultan of silliness!"

>But this isn't right

>He's just a stone sculpture, how could he possibly be standing in front of you?

>"Don't worry yourself with such trivial details just yet, we've much more important business to attend to."

>You want to step away, to pace to relieve some of the building tension in your limbs but you find yourself just floating

>It goes against everything you know about how a physical world works so that can only mean...

>"This is a dream."

>"Probably shouldn't have given you as much credit as I did..."

>He's reclining now, resting his chin on a hand

>"This can't be a dream. Dreams are-"

>"The provision of the Princess Luna, yes I know."

>His tone is light and mocking, flopping his head from side to side

>"And dreams and the night are her gifts to her precious little ponies. Except you're not a pony, are you Anon?"

 

>The logic seems sound but something bothers you still

>"How are you here?"

>"It's simple really: you and I are the same."

>You'd laugh if the absurdity of his statement wasn't so great

>"We're both beings alien to this world except I hold a great deal more sway over the power I can exert. It was a simple matter of finding a suitable individual I could commune with."

>He rights himself suddenly, staring intently at you

 

>"Do you have any idea how utterly boring it is being stuck as a rock? I had to find some way out of there. Luckily I've found you and your delightfully chaotic dream structure."

>But that's just it, it's a dream right? What do you have to fear from him here

>"Oh you've nothing to -fear- from me. Never fear. In fact I can help you. I want to."

>"And why would you think I'd accept your help?"

>"Didn't I just say we're the same? Oh, if only the others were here they'd convince you."

>"Others? Right, this is a dream so I'm just going to wake up now."

>Except that proves much more difficult than you'd thought

>"Oh-oh my! Did you really think -you- could exert that kind of control yet? How deliciously innocent! No, we're almost done so you needn't worry that little human head of yours. All I'll do this time is leave you with a question: why are you here?"

>But you already know why you're here

>Twilight had been researching magical filed theory at the behest of Celestia

>The spell had worked... only too well, it had gone beyond her control and extended its reach to your world

>"And with that one precious moment of chaos you found yourself here. Coincidental, no?"

>But before you can make any response the dream world begins to warp and shimmer...

 

>You awake with a start

>Goddamn booze that late at night is not a good idea

>What a freaky dream... something about Discord?

>Ugh, probably the stress of all these rapist-ponies getting to you too

>You go to get up but find yourself strangely stuck

>Oh right, you've got some blue on you

>You look down to see a contented Rainbow Dash's limbs tangled up in your own

>Goddamn what the hell did you drink last night

>With your bleary and pained mind protesting you slide out of her grip and make for the bathroom

>Ugh, did Berry Punch leave that mark on your neck?

>Goddamned mare gets up to the craziest shit when she's drunk

>Right, time to get cleaned up

 

>With your ablutions performed you descend to the kitchen and get breakfast started

>Toast and some fried eggs should be good enough for the two of you

>"Dude... ugh, mornin'."

>Your bro is down just in time to get some food

>As one would expect of such a living food vacuum

>"So, what've we got planned for today?"

>"Nothing."

>Christ it hurts even to talk

>"How about some hoofball? Or maybe we could see if Top Notes has some new vinyls in."

>Yeah, sounds like a plan, once you're feeling better you could-

>Oh fuck a knock at the door? It's too early and you're too hungover for this shit

>"I got this."

>What a bro

>"Howdy there, Dash? What in tarnation are you doin' here?!"

>"Hangin' out with my best bud, whadda ya think?"

>"I was reckonin' I'd stop by and get me some cream for mah coffee."

>"Yo, Anon-"

>"On it!"

>With that you've absconded like the wind out the backdoor while Dash takes care of AJ

>Goddamn is it ever good to have such a bro