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Story Of The Human In Equestria

Chapter 5 - I'm Only Human

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Ponyville, Equestria

2:19 AM

Haystreet

I looked around, I think I was dreaming, it felt real but, this dream was unique. I was standing in the Everfree Forest next to me was Diamond Tiara, great, even in my dreams I couldn't get rid of her. I looked around and saw something running at me, at us. it had the body of a dragon but the head of a chicken at first it was obscured by the mist around my ankles, another way I could tell I was dreaming.

But as it got closer I got a closer look at it, it was Cockatrice, a creature in Greek mythology as something of which can turn you to stone if you look into its eyes. Diamond Tiara was scared looking, but even I felt the need to assure her it'll be alright but, I couldn't move, as most dreams are like. But as I tried to watch her as she squirmed and cried out for her daddy. I saw something.

It wasn't the Cockatrice, it was still a bit of ways away but drips of something. I examined Diamond and saw her crying but not in a snob way. but in a genuine sad way. But as I look looked closer I saw the tears were not clear or blue, they were red. She was crying blood. The whimpers and cries of pain and agony now made sense to me, as the Cockatrice finally made its way to us, it disappears.

Now Diamond Tiara and I are standing in the Castle of the Two Sisters' library. "Help me," Diamond begged as she cried crimson red tears. I didn't know what to do at the time, she was begging for the pain to go away, but what could I do? I'm only human, I'm not a unicorn, or a Pegasus, I'm a human, no powers. "Help me. Please!" she suddenly jumped onto me, and that's when I woke up. I was still waiting for that bed, so my neck was still a little sore. I ate what I could and went on with my day like nothing ever happened, and in truth, nothing did happen.

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Ponyville, Equestria

8:31 AM

Pire Dr.

In the passing hour I went around Ponyville and went into the library to ask questions. Twilight was busy at the time, talking with other ponies and doing her duties as a librarian, and Spike was well, he was helping Twilight. I waited until the time was right and went up to her. "Hi, what can I do for you?" Twilight asked excitedly, but she wasn't looking at me. I looked down and explained to her my dream. How I was paralyzed, unable to move in the slightest with the exception of my head. How I was unable to help a somepony in need. And especially the locations I was in.

She dropped what she was doing and turned around, shocked, not at me being a human, but at my dream she just stared at me for what was maybe three minutes. "Should I be worried?" I asked her and Twilight tapped her hoof on the small of my back.

"I-I don't know," she gazed all around my back and stomach, she was observing me and I knew why, I am a human, to my knowledge I am the only human on this world. "I don't know."

I took her words as I should be worried, but at the same time it was just a dream, it could've been anything. But, out of anything, the most out of the ordinary is more likely. I could say differently, but I'm living in a world of colorful talking horses where I work for one. I can't say my life is normal anymore. Far from it, but I can hope this dream is just a dream.

I took off to my house again, still a little shaken by the dream but that can't stop me from doing my job as the foalsitter for one of the richest stallions in Ponyville.

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Ponyville, Equestria

9:19 AM

Haystreet

I sat in my house, staring at the window that allowed me to watch the outside world. "Was that just a dream, or was something else? Something big?" I shook my head and dismay the idea and just chalk it up as imagination. Everyone has imagination, good or bad. Its all about your state of mind. I watched as the time went by and the sounds of birds chirping and the smell of grass was overwhelming. I couldn't smell a thing other than those two smells.

My mind wanders back to my dream, I knew so many characters not personally but emotionally, why Diamond Tiara, was it due to an actual worded "friendship"? Why take as far as my dream did? Was it something pent up, anger of Diamond Tiara for calling me biped right in front of me? Was it the anger of her acting like I'm the Cutie Mark Crusaders? Like I'm the new "blank flank"? That being a biped is worse than a blank flank? I did tell myself that she was going to bully me if I became her foalsitter, and I was, so right.

To my dismay I felt bad for Diamond Tiara when I woke up from my nightmarish sleep, so that would actually rule out anger since I felt bad for the torture she was being subjected to. If it was pent up anger, I wouldn't have felt so bad about it. But I did, so, that ruled it out. But, torture of that proportion wasn't something I could just think of over night. It had to be poked at, like I was told to dream of that. I found myself mumbling for hours, mumbling non-sense, creating rational reasons for my dream. In this world, Luna was given power over dreams, why would she let that happen? As mumbled for what was the sixth hour of nonstop mumbling I realize I have a job to do.

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Ponyville, Equestria

3:01 PM

Haystreet, Rich Estate

I was sitting on the couch, mindlessly thinking about the dream still, it shouldn't bother me, but nightmares like that would've been caught by Princess Luna, not just thrown aside to be dropped onto my shoulders. I later hear a sound erupt from the entry hall. Unlike most days, Diamond is not accompanied by her friend; Silver Spoon. "Where's Silver Spoon? Usually you walk home with her. Your dad told me that," I said, but soon see her sigh in sadness.

"She's moved . . ." Diamond's eyes suddenly water up but no tears fall. "To the Crystal Empire," I feel her pain but not in the same way, I just can give sympathy a form of easing her pain.

"I'm sorry Diamond, you'll . . ." I choked on my words as I realized what I wanted to say. "You'll make more friends." I was easing her pain, in a normal basis I would've laughed in her face her friend basically abandoned her, but seeing her face to face, I can't laugh, I can't she's too pitiful.

Most of the night was silence - upon request of Diamond Tiara herself - just so Diamond could remember Silver Spoon for one last night. I agreed to do this, I felt bad
for her, not in a pity way but more as a caring way, it's that dream that's doing that to me. I couldn't shake the clear images out of my head. They stayed there and weren't going anywhere.