Diamond-Anon

>To say things aren't going well for you would be an understatement
>As it is, you've been a hobo for two whole years
>And not one of those blasted ponies ever gave you time of the day
>They treated you like dirt
>Worse than that, actually
>That's why you're using up your precious lungful of air untangling yourself from magic rope that is apparently super dense
>Because after being tied up in it, you sank to the bottom of the lake
>You can feel your muscles start to burn, a clear sign that you need oxygen
>But you're almost free!
>Almost out!!
>Almost free!
>Almost....
>Out...
>Your arms just stop obeying you
>Panic should be what you feel, but instead you feel strangely calm
>Your life flashes before your eyes, particularly that of the past couple years
>The dirty looks
>The loneliness
>All  the times when you had to resort to stealing food to survive
>And the various cardboard boxes that were your homes
At least I'll be free from that...
>You think to yourself
>Everything starts to fade away into nothing, and you give a small smile
>Maybe next time, you can find something better
>...
>....
...Something's off...
>As soon as you realize this, a dream comes into view
>At least, it's just like many other dreams you've had
>You're at a meadow you once knew
>As always, you lay down and watch the clouds go by
What a way to spend eternity...
>You sigh, but really it's nice
>You haven't had the opportunity to really relax for two years
>You've had to be alert just to live
>So now, you enjoy your time in the calm
...Th....e.....a....
>A sound
>Almost like voices
>Odd, who could be talking in your dreams?
...mov...ge.....er!
>They're getting clearer
>You think you can....
...coming to! GO!
>Wait, wha-
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>Your dream swirls around, and you feel yourself lurch upside down
>Then your eyes snap open
>You don't even know what you see, because the first thing you do is hurl water
>The first thing that registers is that you're upside down, making it easier to drain your lungs
>The second is that the ropes are gone, and you are in fact being held in your position by somebody
*GASP*
>Air
>Sweet, fresh air
>On your gasping, whoever was holding you let go
>You half tumble to the floor, where you just lay while your breathing regulates
>Footsteps come towards you
Welcome; To my home
>You gather the strength to sit upright, and turn towards the voice
>All you can think of is gratitude
Thank you, stranger. I am in your debt
>And who would stand before you than a large, dog-like creature
>After a land of magical miniature horses, it doesn't phase you much
>Whoever he is, he smiles
Think nothing of it. I just hope we can be friends
My name is Rover. The dog behind you is Fido
>Fido gives a small nod and wave
Fido
>He looks much more muscular than Rover
>Must be the strong-arm
>Another, shorter dog comes around the corner
Hey boss, is he awake?
>Rover looks over at him and smiles
Yes. Spot, I want you to meet... Actually, I never got your name
>That's right
>They haven't asked yet
>No reason to keep them in the dark
I'm Anon
>A friendly smile
I'm Spot. Nice to meet you!
>He seems like a very happy kind of person... er... dog?
>You stand up, and what remains of your shirt rips away
>Honestly you're quite surprised you haven't lost it yet
>It's been  tattered rags for months
>When it falls, it reveals your frame
>Which is almost skin and bones
>You can count all your ribs
>The trio looks taken aback by the sight
>After a moment of awkward silence, Rover speaks up
Would you like to join us for dinner?
>Would you?!
[spoiler]Would I?![/spoiler]
>Hell yes
Yes please. I haven't had a decent meal in...
>The thought stops you cold
>You mostly scavenge the dumpsters
>Plus, with the constant moving around lately, you can't remember when your last good meal was
>So you follow them down a short hallway into a dining room
>It is furnished with a table and what may be stone blocks covered with blankets around it
>In the center sits a buffet of food, with what looks like pork, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and gems
>The gems seem a little out of place, but everything else looks delicious
>Well, bon appetite

>It turns out, they eat the gems along with everything else
>And you ate the most
>It feels so good to be full again
*Yawn*
>And boy does it make you tired
>Looking around the table, it would seem that so is everyone else
>Where are you going to sleep?
>You look aver at Spot, who seems to know just what you're thinking
Sleep anywhere you like, friend
>Says Spot, who brings out some blankets and pillows for everyone
>In an almost sad way, you grab a blanket, grab the pillow, and go right to sleep
>Sad because for the past few years, you've come to like sleeping like this
>Only difference is that now you had something actually resembling bedding
>With a blanket wrapped around you, you don't feel the floor, and after so long, it's just comfortable
>Within minutes you're asleep