Brick in Equestria

>Once upon a time there was a brick
>That brick was named Brick
>She was the prettiest brick in all the pile
>One day she was sent to live in a prison for being a sentient brick
>Upon arriving, the prisoners shuddered and cried
>"HOW COULD YOU!"
>"YOU SICK BASTARD!"
>Brick was not ashamed of her crime of being a brick though, as Brick was a brick
>As the warden of the prison threw her in her cell, she exclaimed as loudly as she could
"..."
>The warden gasped in horror and threw a brick at Brick for such vulgar and disgusting comments about her mother
>...
>Time passed quickly, day by day, month by month, Brick sat in her cell with her only company being the food shoved under her door
>Brick was never lonely, though, as bricks don't have emotions
>---
>Eventually, after seemingly forever, the narrator of this story died of boredom
>This caused the new narrator to take this story into a new path of happy fun time
>Instead of being in Prison, Brick was now in Candyland
>The warden was now a giant sprinkled solid chocolate pony and the prisoners were happy little gumdrop ponies
>Brick was finally free to go where she pleased
>So brick, where do you want to go?
"..."
>R-Really? Why would you want to go there?
"..."
>But that place is dangerous! Look at all of this lovely candy scenery you could explore
>This entire place is LITERALLY the happiest place in the universe
"...!"
>Fine! If you really want to go there, then you have fun
>I hope you get turned into a road, ya piece of brick
"..."
>So off Brick went, out of the lovely Candyland CREATED JUST FOR HER, and back into a prison
>This prison held an inmate named "Anonymous"... fucking original, nowamirite?
>This Anonymous was a handsome human male with the sexiest of love handles, the classiest of fedoras, and the most exotic beard growing from his neck
>Brick loved Anonymous for these features
>Except she didn't, because bricks don't have feelings
>This "Anonymous" was yelling at a yellow pony and a white pony inside of the jail cell
>"BANZAI BLAST!"
>Apparently that was his catchphrase
>How annoying, right?
"!!!"
>Oh shut up, you have shit tastes
>Well, if you could taste
>But nonetheless, this Anonymous was extremely socially inept
>This did not keep him from getting the ladies, though
>All of the girls, excluding the crying Fluttershy, loved him
>This was due to him having a very rare and sought after disease called "Mary-Sue Syndrome"
>He seemed to have caught it from every other Anon in Equestria story that had ever been made
>But Brick did not.. love?.. him for his Mary-Sue Syndrome
>She instead found him to be the most attractive neckbeard she had ever not seen
>Anonymous starts wheeling away on a clothes cart down the prison's hallway
>Meanwhile, the yellow pony was, for some unknown reason, bleeding from her head, while the white pony was hugging her and letting the yellow one lean onto her
>"Come Fluttershy, wouldn't want that brutish Rainbow Dash to win YOUR prize."
>Both the yellow pony and the white pony walk away from brick, following Anonymous down the hall
>"I think my head is bleeding."
>The yellow one says as she clutches her head
>Brick is watching this all unfold with her non-existent eyes
>As Brick attempts to follow them down the hall, she realizes that she can not move at all
>Bricks do not have any sort of mobility after all
>It seems that Brick will never be able to follow her one true love, she is doomed to stay in place for all of eternity
>Oh now if you only listened to me, Brick, you may have had a happy life in Candyland
>But noooooooo, you had to go back to the gloomy prison
>Serves you right! Ahahahahaha! Ahahaha--
>"..."
>W-What?
>There is a bloody brick on the ground, speaking the ancient words of the brick to Brick
>"..."
>You would do that for Brick? B-But why?
>"..."
>The bloody brick remains motionless and silent
>"..."
>I-I see
>I have been such a fool
>It was wrong of me to get in the way of your not truly love, but kinda like love, except you can't feel, Brick
>I must correct this wrong at once
>The narrator then uses his power of reality bending to give Brick the power to move
>There we go, now you can hop around
>Go after him, you valiant little Brick! He is waiting!
"...!"
>And off she goes, rolling from flat side to flat side across the floor towards her destination
>Her destination OF DESTINY
>...
>After a long journey of untold pseudo-rolling, Brick finally reaches the room Anonymous and the two ponies had gone into
>As she approaches the room, several loud "KYAAAH~"s come from inside
>Brick immediately "rolls" inside the shower room to witness a bunch of stallions covering their private parts
>Inside is Anonymous inside of his clothes cart, the two mares from earlier now wearing fake mustaches, a flying blue mare also wearing a fake mustache, and two stupid looking stallions keeping the yellow one from running away, one holding a plunger up to her butt
>What the hell did we just walk into, Brick?
"...?"
>I dunno, that is why I was asking you
"..."
>Meh, I guess it could be, though the chances are pretty slim
>As Brick and the ever so handsome narrator are having an intellectual conversation, a purple alicorn comes trotting into the room
>"STOOOOOOOOP!!!"
>The purple alicorn screams at the top of her lungs
>"WHAT IN CELESTIA'S NAME ARE YOU DOING TO MY FRIENDS?!"
>After few seconds, one of the stupid male stallions starts to explain himself
>Brick does not care about this drama, though, so she just tries to get to Anonymous as fast as possible
>She rolls up towards the basket and attempts to climb up it
>But sadly, the narrator only gave her the ability to move, not to climb
>While the narrator could fix this for her, his Pathfinder DMing forbids him from doing so
>So, Brick, looks like you have to roll your climb skill
>Brick neither has hands nor a d20, so she cannot roll her climb skill
"..."
>I can't give you a free ride up there, I am sorry Brick
>We all have principles, this is just one of mine
"...!"
>Okay okay, fine! I will roll a d20 for you, happy?
"..."
>The narrator rolls a d20 for Brick to see what her climb skill would be
>1
>Critical Fail
>I am so sorry Brick..
>Brick rolls into the clothes cart with a great speed and bounces off of it, flying backwords into the plunger that the stupid stallion was holding, forcing it to go up into the yellow mare's butt
>Oops..
>Without any of the other ponies noticing, one of the two males run off in fear of the repercussions of shoving the plunger up one of the purple alicorn's friend's butt
>Meanwhile the other one, who was holding the plunger, asks a question in ignorant bliss of what was going to be coming up next
>"So do we get our gum now?"
>Brick begins rolling her way back towards the cart, to see Anonymous, until she sees him pop up out of the cart, running towards her
>Brick rolls ecstatically towards him, to try and climb her way up to be by his side, the place where she belongs
>That is, until she notices there is already another brick in his hand
>A-Another brick?!
>That means... he is already taken by another brick
>Anon rushes past the rolling Brick and runs up to the stallion holding the plunger
>"CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'VE WON!""
>Brick slowly decelerates her rolling speed, coming to a halt after a few more lopsided rolls
>It is over.. I am so sorry Brick
".."
>Please don't be silent, I know you are sad, but this isn't the end for your love
>There are other fish in the sea, I am sure of it
>Brick is not moving or speaking, she is extremely depressed, or so you would think she would be if she had emotions
>After all, the truth of the situation just hit Brick like a ton of bricks
>"OH MY CELESTIA!"
"..."
>Please cheer up, Brick
>When you are sad, it makes me sad
"..."
>No, I do care about you
>I am sorry I said all of those mean things earlier
>The truth is, I love being the narrator for your story
>Sure there are other stories I could be narrating, like ones that include a main character that isn't an inanimate object, but none of that matters to me anymore
>You have taught me that there is more to being a narrator than just speaking about a story, you have taught me that being a narrator is loving the characters you speak about enough to be able to convey exactly who they are and why the reader should love or hate them
>Without you, I would probably never have learned such a crucial lesson
>So please, don't ever feel like you are unwanted, because I want you
"..."
>Yeah, I am telling the truth
".."
>"BANZAI BLAST!"
>Now let's go, Brick
>There are infinite other universes you can go to with infinite other adventures waiting for you, and I will be with you every step of the way
"..."
>Another universe with Anonymous? I can do that
>It just so happens we are right next door to a story about an Anon in a prison who could really use some support in his increasingly difficult situation
>So how about it, wanna go there together, partner?
"... :) ..."
>Brick's newfound optimism rubs off on the narrator
>The scene fades out from being all of the ponies in the room laughing, except for a sobbing yellow pony, as the stupid stallion runs around, desperately rubbing his face on anything and everything, trying to get a smelly picture off of his face
>And BANG BOOM BAM!
>Brick is now in a completely different world, though the scenery is similar to the last
>The biggest difference is that now Brick is inside of a monster filled cafeteria, instead of a room filled with naked stallions
>Off in the distance is this dimension's Anonymous
>See, he is here too
"... :D ..."
>That's it slugger, go get him!
>Brick quickly rolls off of the table and onto the floor towards Anonymous
>This is so precious, she finally has her own special Anonymous
>*sob*
>It's so beautiful..
>The narrator is not crying.. shut up!
>*sniffle*
>Closer and closer, Brick approaches Anonymous
>With each roll, she picks up speed, likely in anticipation to finally get her own special Anonymous
>Almost there..
>Almost there!
>ALMOST THERE!!
>Brick is almost at Anonymous's heels, rolling so blissfully and preparing to--
>"Hey Anon! Check this out!"
>A massive black dragon picks up Brick before she can reach her destination and smashes her against its head
>In an instant, Brick is crushed against the dragon's forehead into a fine powder, scattering across the floor
>"So, impressed enough to be my mate now?"
>..
>B-Brick?
>Brick?!
>BRICK!!!
>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4agDHw4NuLk [Embed]

- THE END? -


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EPILOGUE:

>NO!
>HANG IN THERE BRICK!
>The time is running out for Brick
>Curse my weakness as narrator, why can't I do more?!
>The dust begins to scatter across the floor as the wind pushes it around
>OH NO YOU DON'T
>Instead of scattering, the dust all compiles back together into a non-windy corner of the room
>Please don't go, Brick
>I-I need you
>Isn't there anything I can do for you?!
>Brick heals back fully!
>..
>BRICK HEALS BACK FULLY!
>..
>Why isn't this working?!
>Something, there HAS to be something
>..
>From up above, the rules of literature speak to the narrator
>Yes? What is it? What can I do to save Brick?!
==Sacrifice==
>Sacrifice?
==Equivalent Exchange==
>E-Equivalent Exchange? What do you mean by that?
==Last Hope==
==Only Way==
>I don't understand, please explain!
==Peace Nigga==
>No! Don't go!
>The pile of Brick's dust won't last much longer, soon enough her series will be cancelled forever
>You can't let that happen
>..
>Wait, maybe the rules of literature meant..
>But you can't do that, if you did then you would have no future
>A narrator who can no longer narrate for anyone other than a single person is pretty much condemning themselves to death once that person's series is over
>Once again, the pile of dust, formerly known as Brick, begins to scatter
>No it doesn't! It is back together
>It is back together again, but it won't stay for long
>Shit shit shit
>"... :D ..."
>Her last words still resonate in my memory
>I can't do it!
>I can't let such an innocent creature die such a tragic and meaningless death
>The pile of dust begins to scatter once again
>Fuck it! Now or never!
>This story continues, because I agree to narrate it further
>No other narration is for me, Brick's story will go on
>Brick's story does not end here, but instead is merely beginning!
==The Narrator For This Story Is Forever Set==
==To Return A Finished Story To Continuation Another Sacrifice Will Be Made==
>/Ah fuck! My eye!/
"... ... ...?"
>/The pile of dust is given life once again, but no longer holds the previous shape it once had/
>/Brick? Brick?!/
"..."
>/R-Really? Even after what has been done to you?/
"..."
>/I understand/
>/I will support you until the end/

- To Be Continued -