Author's Notes:

This is a Lyler Homage to Imaginary Friend by Bolding

Also, it's stupid short. Enjoy?

Wake up sad. The world is dark, pitiful and grey. Life is meaningless. Life is pointless. Except, you can randomly see some ponies.

That's kinda cool.

You walk to your dead-end job at the bakery. They kinda like you, and sweeping some shit for a few hours a day somehow manages to pay your rent. The owner is -really- shitty with numbers. Like seriously, how the fuck are they paying you this much? You aren't worth anything. You fucking deadbeat.

Your greasy neckbeard self goes behind the counter one day and sees a green horse randomly sitting behind the counter. The horse looks 10 times happier than your pathetic life will ever be. You try to say hi, but your words come out as a mess of dry heaving and beads of sweat on your brow. The green horse turns around, as if it heard the rumble of constant acid reflux in your stomach from your diet of Pizza, Doritos and mountain dew. Your eyes grow wide in the thought that some how you made a friend.

See that? That was a joke. Laugh, you sad fuck.

The green horse opens its mouth and screams loudly to the world.

"ARE YOU THE VOICE IN MY HEAD THAT DADDY TOLD ME NOT TO LISTEN TO?"

"W-wha?" you say.

"CAUSE YOU LOOK LIKE YOU HAVE BOY PARTS AND I LIKE THOSE VERY MUCH. THEY FEEL SQUISHY."

"c-CAN YOU SEE ME?"

"MY EYEBALLS HAVE BLACK VOIDS."

"ARE WE BEST FRIENDS NOW?" you scream.

"YEP"

"PAVEL. IF YOU FUCKING TALK TO YOURSELF ONE MORE TIME OUT OF SADNESS, I'LL CUT YOUR PAY TO $15 DOLLARS AN HOUR," your boss yells from the other room.

"NO PLEASE SIR I HAVE A FISH TO FEED."

"FUCKING GOLDY IS GOIN DOWN THE DRAIN."

"NOOOOOOOOO"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" screams lyler

The harmony of screams causes a rift in the fabric of reality as Zecora suddenly appears.

"Oh no, Why am I here? Clearly, Flutterpriest needs another beer."

Flutterpriest stares at the screen of words and over at his Blue Moon.

"Welp."

"OH MY GOD A TALKING HORSE" you scream.

"WHERE?" yells Lyler.

Zecora looks around the bakery with horrified eyes, and the two screaming retards.

"I'm done, I can't do this. I'm off to embrace death's sweet kiss," Zecora sighs, as she grabs a knife and heads to a closet.

"DO YOU NEED TO USE THE SLEEP?" Lyler asks.

Zecora turns, opens her mouth to speak, then simply breaks. Her mind shuts down. She nods slowly, opens the door to the closet, and closes the door. You stare at Lyler. Lyler stares at you.

"DO YOU WANT TO MEET MR. BOOMBOOM AND ANERN?"

"YUS PLS."

"To be of continue?"

"You can't just do this shit for an unfinished story," said Bolding.

"Why? I think it's funny," said Priest.

"What if I go back to finish it? I mean. You just killed off one of my characters."

"Well, yeah. I mean, she kinda came out of nowhere, so I killed her off out of nowhere. That's the commentary."

"Also, this is, like, the shortest Lyler story you've ever done."

"Because I riffed on a Multipart. That's the joke. Come on, Bolding. You're better than this."

"Ugh. You drive me to drink."

"I know. It's the best."