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- >You are Anon.
- >Tonight is your weekly meet-up night with Twilight.
- >It started off, months ago, with you agreeing to let her ask you questions about Earth.
- >Sciences, or at least the stuff you studied.
- >How your body worked... or at least what you learned when you went on wikipedia at 3 in the morning.
- >Society and culture, which you knew a lot about.
- >Or, knew very little about.
- >You had many opinions about it, anyway, like any good shitposter.
- >And papAnon raised a good shitposter.
- >Her questions started out with "So tell me about your life".
- >Her questions started turning into "So how do you feel about things here, considering your perspective".
- >Her questions finally - and most recently - became "So what sort of books do you like".
- >You've even heard her mix in a little bit of "So what are you doing Friday night" for flavour.
- >Twilight started off as a distant, distracted researcher who was interested in what you had to offer.
- >Now, she's a confidant, and she's a friend.
- >A good friend.
- >She's also a huge nerdy goober, too.
- >She'll get so excited over little things that interest her, and her excitement is infectious.
- >When she gets worked up over something, you can't help but feel pumped up too.
- >And right now, she's in your living-room.
- >She brought over her projector, and she's setting up an old-fashioned film as we speak.
- >It's only old-fashioned to you, of course - this is ground-breaking cutting-edge technology for Equestria.
- >She was confused when you giggled as she broke out the big fat film reel, and you guess you'll cover movie technology next week.
- >But right now, you're in the kitchen.
- >And you're stalling for time.
- >You're staring into your cupboards right now.
- >Deep in the back corner, behind the plates and behind the glasses.
- >Hidden beneath a stack of fancy napkins you never use.
- >It's the last of your Earth popcorn.
- >The type you cook over a stove top.
- >You like Twilight.
- >You want to share this bit of Earth culture with her, and share something with her that you have fond memories of.
- >Like your childhood favourite: popcorn.
- >You can still remember your dad cooking it whenever you and your brother watched a movie with him.
- >He didn't want you making popcorn by yourself, since you were young.
- >Not even microwave popcorn.
- >He said it would get too hot, and the steam that came out of the bag would burn you.
- >And to be fair, he was right; it took you a long time to learn the life lesson of "hot things are hot".
- >Anyway, back to the present.
- >You want to share this popcorn with Twilight, but this is the last physical piece of proof that you once lived on Earth.
- >Back home.
- >And if you were to cook this up now...
- >...eat it...
- >...and throw away the package, that would be like saying goodbye.
- >And you don't know if you're ready for that.
- >You know you aren't going back home, but it still feels like you're just a tourist on an extended stay in some foreign country.
- >You sleep in this building, sure, but it's just some place.
- >It's not where your heart is.
- >A sad smile spreads across your face as you glance at the brand name.
- >Your dad LOVED this one specific brand of stove top popcorn, and he got so angry when the company that made it discontinued it.
- >There are probably letters in some forgotten filing cabinet in an abandoned office building that your dad wrote, angrily demanding that they bring the popcorn back.
- >But with the advent of the internet, you found a place that sold this stuff.
- >The company was based in another country, and they still sold'em there, so you bought a bunch.
- >It arrived by mail, and you and your dad shared a bowl of it a few days before he passed away.
- >That had been the happiest you'd seen him in a long time, and you're not ashamed to say that you cried when the two of you ate it together.
- >So it's not just saying goodbye to home, it's also saying goodbye to your dad.
- >...again.
- >You nudge a napkin out of the way, and eye up the package out of a sense of nostalgia that these thoughts of your dad brought on.
- >It's just like you remembered it.
- >It's salted, unlike most popcorn here in Equestria.
- >Salt does funny things to ponies when ingested in large amounts.
- >Gets them silly, and full of energy.
- >It's a weird mixture of being drunk and being high, and it's different for every pony race.
- >Salt is required for healthy function, of course, but ponies need much less than a human does.
- >Luckily, you have a source for your stash - you NEED one if you want to stay healthy.
- >Don't... don't worry about where you get your salt.
- >It's not important.
- >What IS important is that you're sure you know how Twilight will react to this stuff.
- >She'll be all nervous, like you're talking her into agreeing to do ecstasy with you.
- >After all, this sort of IS pony-drugs.
- >Then, she'll make sure all the doors are locked and the windows are covered up.
- >Next, she'll demand that you never tell anypony, which you'll agree to.
- >Finally, she'll eat too much, crawl all over you, and fall asleep for 10 hours.
- >You've seen unicorns do it.
- >There's a reason Rarity still won't look you in the eye when you pass her on the street.
- >Your sad smile turns into an amused smirk, and you find yourself almost actually wanting to do this.
- >You'd kill to see how cute Twilight would get once she gets affected by the salt.
- >"Anon! Anon, I've got the projector hooked up! The movie's ready whenever you are!"
- >You shout over your shoulder, still standing in front of your secret hiding place.
- "Oh yeah?"
- >"Yeah! It's a scary movie, so you... it's okay if you need to snuggle up with me, okay?"
- >Tempting.
- >You've seen that tuft before, and Twilight was awful flighty about letting you touch it in the past.
- >"A-And maybe it'll help you calm down if we read together! I brought over my book bag with the latest installment of Daring Doo[spoiler]uche[/spoiler] in it!"
- >...
- >What a fucking goober.
- >You know what?
- >Maybe it's time that you started considering this place home.
- >You know you aren't going back to Earth, and you have ponies here that you truthfully consider your friends.
- >And you even have one purple nerd you consider your BEST friend.
- >Maybe even more, if you're being honest.
- >You can still keep your dad alive in your heart, even when you say goodbye.
- >You reach into the cupboard (and have a momentary heart attack when you knock over all your glasses, which honestly almost ruined the moment for you) and grab the last container of popcorn.
- "Just a second, Twi! I'm gonna make a treat for you us to eat real quick!"
- >"Oh, neat! What is it?"
- >It's something very special to you.
- "I found some popcorn from back home underneath some napkins, Twi. You want some?"
- >There's the sound of something metallic falling down, and then silence.
- >"Is... that's the salted stuff, right?"
- "Yup."
- >More silence.
- >"L-Lemme just make sure the windows are covered, okay? Oh, this is so exciting!"
- >Nailed it.
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