ARGH! This is becoming so frustrating!
It's been almost a week since I've been teleported into Equestria, and ever since then, I haven't regained any of my drawing skills I've developed all my life back on Earth! If I was a Unicorn, then at least in given time, I can use a simple levitation spell to hold one friggin' pencil! But no! As a non-Unicorn Pony, it's frustrating to see how other ponies can grab and hold onto small objects with their hooves, yet I can't even grasp on this impossible concept! How are they even doing that?!
Everyday, whenever I'm not helping out on the farm or doing my daily exercise routines to improve my flying, I try to take a moment to practice my drawing. Hopefully, if I do a good job at it, then I can finally earn my Cutie Mark.
Right now, I'm in my room, staring at my ultimate rival when it comes to drawing a still-life: the ceramic bowl. I take a breather from my training to take a look at the progress of my work: nothing but crumbled pieces of paper overstuffed into a trash can. It certainly is not as easy as it looks. Since I haven't figured out how to use my hoof to hold a pencil (if that was even possible), I have to resort into using my mouth instead. Surprisingly, my equine jaws is very strong and can manage a lot when it comes to holding objects, but my jaws aren't delicate and dexterous enough when it comes to holding my artistic tools.
I stare back at my nemesis and prepare for another round. Ready... set... DRAW!
With my pencil at hand-- hoof-- mouth-- whatever, I carefully draw some contour lines of the bowl. Unfortunately, my lines are still not as neat as I want them to me. As I keep trying hard, I just get even more frustrated than ever. As soon as I reach my boiling point, I sigh in anger as I crumble my latest failure and aim it at the trash can. I look back at the ceramic bowl, which looked like it was just standing there and secretly mocking me for my pitiful attempts at creating art.
"MARK MY WORKS, YOU ABOMINATION OF EVIL, YOU WILL BOW BEFORE MY ARTISTIC MIGHT ONE DAY!!"
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Great. And now I'm just shouting at random objects as if they were talking to me.
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Sigh... I really need a drink.
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I've decided to take a break by exploring around Ponyville. Usually I don't go out when it's nighttime, but this calm night feels so tranquil, that I've decided to not let my usual fears get the best of me. In Ponyville, there are not that many ponies out and about at night, but there are some establishments that are still open. One place that catches my interest is when I see a club up ahead as techno music echoes from the building. Huh, never been in a club before. Mostly, it's because I believe that clubs are meant to be with friends, and not for single, lonely guys like me. But either way, the music sounds so entrancing, that I've decided to give it a look inside before jumping into conclusions like that. Especially if this club has booze to offer.
Once inside the club, wild colors flash before my eyes as I look around for the bar. I then find the bar and approach it thirstily. As I take a seat, a barmaid turns around and greets me with a friendly smile.
"Why hello there! What can I get for you tonight?" the barmaid greets me kindly.
"May I have some whisky on the rocks please?" I ask politely.
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The arrival of Ford Mustang
FanfictionThis one here is kind of a human/pony story but I'm sure youll like it. Once, Ford was just a human who led a boring and lonely life. But suddenly, his life is turned upside down as a mysterious golden light not only transported him to the magical...
