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More Silver Than Gold: Chapter 3

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Chapter 3 A Pony and Some Dogs?

I sat there. God knows how many minutes passed. I just couldn't function the truth. Why can't I just be dreaming and wake up already! I gulped and looked to my side to see the fictional…yet real thing next to me.
"What?" She finally said after she noticed I was staring at her. I shook my head and looked back at my phone. I must have over looked it a hundred times. I hoped that I maybe misread it wrong but the more I read, the more it clicked. Colorful talking ponies, some can fly and some have magic. This pony didn't have that. Lucky for me, I couldn't understand this and a horn or pair of wings would just throw me off even more. I can hear Silver Spoon getting a bit annoyed and inpatient.
"So?" She said. Just one word and I knew that she wanted to know if I was gonna help her or not. Just the tone in her voice pierced my ears and made me loose track of focus. She sounds so snobbish and rude!
"Does she know she's a cartoon? Should I tell her?" I thought to myself. She stood up on her four feet and jumped off the sofa.
"Fine. I can see you're not going to help me so I'll just be on my way," she said in her usual snobbish tone. I looked to see her heading to the door and quickly jumped up and beat her there.
"Wait!" I said. I blocked the exit as I leaned against the door and spread my hands out. I don't know why. She's too tiny to even kick me, let alone get through me. She stopped in her tracks and looked up to me strangely. It must hurt her little neck to have to look up at me like that. Especially since she needed to look through her huge glasses that balanced on her little nose.
"You can't go out there," I say.
"What? Why? I need to get back home!" She said before stomping her hoof on the ground.
"They'll eat you alive out there. That's why," I thought. One glance and that little pony would be a goner. It's a mystery to how she survived this long before I found her.  
"It's pretty dangerous out there," I say. She rolls her eyes and sighs.
"Look. I need to get back home to Ponyville," she begins to say. Ugh, that word again. It makes me cringe at the thought and reminder that this thing in front of me is a cartoon! She's talking to me and is defiantly real. "I can't stay here in this dump!" She said as she looked around my apartment.
"What?" I mumble.
"I mean, look at this place. It's so…so weird!" She said as she waved her tiny hoof around.
"What?" I repeat a bit louder.
"Like you," she said before turning back to face me. She pointed her tiny hoof at me and wrinkled up her tiny nose. I was being insulted by a fictional pony?
"What?!" I finally blurt out.
"Yeah. Everything here looks weird but you defiantly are the weirdest thing I've ever seen," she said after letting out a small chuckle. Ugh. It was like talking to those specific jerks I knew in high school. The thought just helps anger me more.
"You know what? Fine," I say before opening the door behind me.
"Go. I don't care," I say before walking out of her way. She lifts her head high as she walks with her eyes closed.
"Well about time," she said in a snooty tone. I crossed my arms and almost bit my tongue after rapidly chewing my bubblegum. I watched her leave and saw she turned around to give me one last glance. I looked and saw she was still actually kind of adorable. She wiped her back hooves against the ground at me as if she was kicking away a mess. She laughed after seeing my angered expression. I slammed my door shut and locked it.
"You're so not cute anymore!" I shouted.

     I sat in my apartment, trying to warm up by the fire. So far the fire in my fireplace was the only thing my sofa could face for now. Until my TV is setup with cable of course. I rubbed my hands in front of the fire as I stretched to get closer. I adjusted the blanket around me before getting a glance at the window. I saw the noticeable crack and then saw that it was getting dark outside. I had to admit that I was actually feeling a bit guilty. That small defenseless little pony out there in the dangerous cold streets. While here I am warm by a fire in a sheltered protected home. Poor thing doesn't even know where she is. Oh forget it! The way she acted and showed her appreciation, I wouldn't let her make a fool of me twice. No sir! She can be someone else's problem. Then again…what if nobody else finds her? Or what if they find her and aren't as kind as I was? Oh man. My guilt's gonna eat me alive! I have to go out and at least see if she's ok. Maybe just to calm down my nerves? Yea. Just a small walk…I have to be insane to want to go out there in this weather but I knew I'd be fine. I threw on some mittens and a scarf before heading out. I left the fire on because I knew I'd be half frozen by the time got back. So here I am, walking. Like an idiot. Not even knowing if what I'm looking for will be around here. Was she even real? I mean, she didn't look real. And yet, there she was. I let these kind of questions flow through my mind the entire time I walked through the streets. It grew darker and soon the streetlights where turning on. Flicker by flicker they began lighting up the streets. I started to see my breath as it grew darker and knew that my face was ice cold by now. I kept my mitten covered hands in my hoodie pocket and occasionally rubbed my chin against my scarf, in some failed attempt to warm it up. By now I felt my search was pointless and so I began walking back in the direction of my apartment. Hopefully she magically went back to her home and wasn't seen by anyone here. Yeah. That's probably what happened. I began to walk faster now since I was basically beginning to frost. I heard the occasional dog howl or cat fight in the alleys but it never occurred to me to look there. I ignored the trash can that fell in front of me and walked around it. I glanced in the alley as I walked by but didn't stop. I quickly turned back and looked in closer to see a gray figure running in total fear. I watched as it tripped and fell causing her glasses to fall off her face. She looked back and that's when I saw the dogs running towards her. I've seen those dogs before. They were my neighbor's dogs before she moved away a few days ago. She lived in the house by the apartments. She was a sweet lady and greeted me with a cake to welcome me to the city when I first moved in. She couldn't take her dogs with her so instead of sending them to the pound, she just let them go. They still wore their collars but were a mess and obviously starving. Silver Spoon was their next meal and probably only meal in a while if I hadn't done anything to stop them. Again, here I go saving this arrogant pony's life. The first dog jumps forward and Silver Spoon's eyes grow wide after seeing me jump in front of her. The dog bites my arm and I shout in pain before shaking it off. I was lucky these dogs were trained in a house by a person or I'd be in a whole lot more trouble. I raised my voice and stomped my feet at them. They ran off in another direction and disappeared into the alley. I huffed and tried to catch my breath before rubbing my arm. I could see my sleeve was ripped and you could see my arm through the ripped bight marks. I turned around and saw a shaking, cold, and terribly afraid Silver Spoon. Her hair was still braided but a mess. Her glasses lay on the ground, broken. She was freezing, I know she was. Tears ready to pour from her big adorable eyes. I knew she'd seen more out here than she should have. I shouldn't have let her go out here alone. In a way though. I know her attitude and perspective had changed. I kneeled down and took off my scarf. It rubbed against my cold face as I took it off and felt how warm it was. She didn't think twice before running towards me. Her little legs running as fast as she could. She jumped into my arms and I wrapped her in my scarf. My God. She was freezing. I rubbed her back and tried to warm her up in the scarf. My scarf was small to me but big as a blanket to Silver Spoon. I held her close to me and felt her quickly snuggle onto me. I picked up her broken glasses and put them in my pocket before standing up. We were silent as I walked back home. I wore my hood to keep myself warm and tried to hurry back to my pace as it began to get colder. I hugged Silver Spoon closer to me after feeling a spine chillingly cold breeze blow by. Eventually I made it back to my apartment. I unlocked the door and walked in to feel the warmth of the fire brush against my cheeks. It was as if the cold from my face was melting away from the touch of the heat in the apartment. I smiled to see it was warm and quickly sat down by the fireplace. After locking the door of course. Right as I sat down on the sofa, Silver Spoon snuggled her way against me. Like a lost puppy seeking affection. I quickly got up and walked over to one of the boxes by the hallway. I looked over my shoulder and saw her looking at me worriedly, as if I was gonna leave her alone again. I kind of laughed to myself but quickly came back with a warm blanket. I felt my scarf wasn't enough for that little pony. I wrapped her around in a thick warm blanket and held her close to me. I saw her get a glimpse of the bite marks on my sleeve and she rubbed her head against it. I smiled and she then adjusted herself to where she was in my arms. She might have a snooty attitude but deep down she's just a sweet and vulnerable kid, I could only keep her safe in the best I can. Even if she doesn't seem real. I didn't care. She's here with me right now. She's real enough for me. Eventually we fell asleep in front of the fire place.  I went out looking for a job and ended up with a pony. Who'd a thought?
Alright then. Chapter 3 is up. I almost forgot how much fun it is to write in first person. lol

Chapter 2: [link]
Chapter 4: [link]

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