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Miscast - Chapter 14

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  1. >Day 31 in Equestria
  2.  
  3. >Not your 31st day, silly.
  4. >The specimen's!
  5. >You're Twilight Sparkle, Celestia's number one student!
  6. >Yep, thanks to some help from your crazy pink friend, you have an unconscious Anon in tow, lifting him with magic.
  7. >This is so wonderful!
  8. >You get to continue some of the wonderful research that Princess Celestia has designated you to do!
  9. >You will, of course, be thorough.
  10. >Simply opening him up isn't enough this time!
  11. >Poking around a bit surely won't hurt.
  12. >After some walking, you finally arrive at your wonderful tree-library-lab-house.
  13. >A strange presence washes over you as you open your front door.
  14. >A feeling like you're being watched...
  15. >You shrug it off, walking inside.
  16. >It's probably just Pinkie again.
  17. >You could swear she sees everything.
  18.  
  19. >"Spiiiike!"
  20. >You call to your faithful little assistant, who pitterpatters down the stairs.
  21. >"Hey Twili-"
  22. >He stops as soon as he sees Anon's still form.
  23. >"Oh, it's...that time again."
  24. >You nod proudly.
  25. >Spike walks up, balling his claws into a fist and tapping his knuckles against Anon's ragdoll hand.
  26. >"Silly, you know he can't react while unconscious!"
  27. >He looks down to the floor.
  28. >"I know..."
  29. >Walking to the wall, he pulls a book out of a case, opening the secret door to your lab.
  30. >You start down the flights, taking special care that Anon doesn't get injured on the way down.
  31. >Gotta apply the anesthesia before you start hurting him!
  32. >Well, at that point he won't feel a thing, so it won't be hurting him, right?
  33. >Of course not!
  34. >Completely justified reasoning.
  35. >Eventually, with the help of Spike, you safely get Anon down the narrow stairwell.
  36. >You lay him down on the metal operating table carefully.
  37. >"Spike, prep him for surgery!"
  38. >You order your small dragon friend as you start getting your tools ready.
  39. >That feeling that someone's watching...
  40. >...it's back...
  41. >...Pinkie must want to watch this time!
  42.  
  43. >Meanwhile...
  44.  
  45. >That good fer nothin' Twilight's gone and kidnapped Anon again...
  46. >You, Applejack, ain't gonna let her cut him open again!
  47. >That old scar still hurts him.
  48. >And BUCK anyone who wants to hurt him on purpose!
  49. >Y'all don't give a buck about Celestia and 'er orders.
  50. >Ya don't treat another p0ny...or person...like that!
  51. >'Specially not Anon.
  52. >Anon's been such a nice worker to have around.
  53. >Granny hadn't been botherin' ya about findin' a stallion to rut.
  54. >Applebloom always had someone to play with.
  55. >He even shared drinks with ya, and gave you and your friends a night out!
  56. >It's why ya went to his house tonight, to properly thank him for doing that.
  57. >Another bottle of Applejack Daniels, you were sure he'd appreciate it.
  58. >When ya got there, however...
  59. >...he was floating away, thanks to a certain purple magic mare.
  60. >And here ya are, standing in the doorway to her lab while Spike...
  61. >...um...'preps him for surgery'...
  62. >...which involves removing his clothes.
  63. >You see Spike take his garments and bring them away from the operating table.
  64. >Twilight's busy getting her tools...
  65. >Now's yer chance!
  66. >You prep the lasso, and give it a throw.
  67. >It catches across his foot, yes!
  68. >With a yank, he falls off the table, landing on the floor with a loud bang.
  69. >Twilight flips around quickly, staring at the body on the floor, then following the rope to you.
  70. >Uh oh.
  71.  
  72. >A while later...
  73.  
  74. >Day 31 in Equestria
  75.  
  76. >You wake up.
  77. >Good morning!
  78. >You sit up from your comfy pile of hay, stretching out a-
  79. >Wait.
  80. >Pile of hay?
  81. >Opening your eyes, you look around.
  82. >Yep.
  83. >Applejack's barn.
  84. >Looking down, you can see the aforementioned p0ny passed out in front of the barn door.
  85. >Damnit all...
  86. >However, that's not the worst thing.
  87. >While looking down, you can't help but notice that your...
  88. >...uh, 'soldier' is standing at attention this morning...
  89. >Which means you aren't wearing anything.
  90. >Not good.
  91. >You stand up, careful not to wake the orange mare.
  92. >Scanning the barn, it's confirmed.
  93. >No clothes to be found.
  94. >Fuuuuuuck.
  95. >Alright, instead of flipping out that you wake up in AJ's barn like this...
  96. >...again...
  97. >...you resolve to leave.
  98. >With no clothes, however, that's not going to be easy.
  99. >Sure, p0nies may walk around naked, but you have something they don't!
  100. >...shame.
  101. >But you need to get out of here before she wakes up.
  102. >You look around for something, anything practical to cover up with.
  103. >...
  104. >...That'll work.
  105.  
  106. >Grabbing Applejack's hat off her head, you slam it over your junk and book it out of the barn.
  107. >Running away from the orchard, down the road...
  108. >You think Applejack stuck he head out the barn.
  109. >Ignore it, you have bigger issues to deal with!
  110. >The town comes into view, as does it's inhabitants.
  111. >It's not THAT early.
  112. >You don't really have a choice, considering you have to bust through town to get to your house.
  113. >Throwing caution to the wind, you hold the hat in place as you dash through town.
  114. >A lot of ponies get a nice view of your ass as you run away.
  115. >Somewhere in town, a mint colored p0ny faints.
  116. >But you don't know that.
  117. >All you know is that your house is close!
  118. >Rounding the last corner past Sugarcube Corner, you can feel Pinkie's prying eyes as you rush into your house.
  119. >It's too fucking creepy!
  120. >Finally managing to get inside, you close the door behind you and lock it.
  121.  
  122. >Home sweet home!
  123. >A p0ny free haven.
  124. >Taking a minute to collect yourself, you place Applejack's hat on your head.
  125. >...your OTHER head.
  126. >It's where it's supposed to be placed.
  127. >What a nice way to celebrate a month in this world, eh?
  128. >A naked streak through town.
  129. >*sigh*
  130. >Fucking p0nies.
  131. >Somep0ny has your clothes.
  132. >Your good working pair too.
  133. >Oh well.
  134. >You change into a basic outfit.
  135. >Black button-down shirt, blue jeans.
  136. >You stand in front of a mirror.
  137. >Not the best for working, but it's not like you have a job to do today.
  138. >...the hat's nice though.
  139. >You take it off and leave it in your room.
  140. >Walking downstairs, you notice the cake on the table.
  141. >And the note.
  142. >THE NOTE.
  143. >Fluttershy wanted you to repair something!
  144. >Picking up the note, you once over it again to make sure.
  145. >You can't say no to that.
  146. >Bits are bits after all.
  147. >Well, except if you get paid in fucking cake again.
  148. >Or bird feed.
  149. >Or whatever Fluttershy has over there.
  150.  
  151. >Speaking of the cake, you remember something peculiar about it...
  152. >...
  153. >...oh, right.
  154. >It was fucking delicious!
  155. >But cake isn't the best breakfast, for certain.
  156. >You swipe an apple from your apple stash, and give it a bite.
  157. >Mmmm~
  158. >You don't want that delicious cake to go to waste, though.
  159. >Packing it up in it's box, you decide to take it with you.
  160. >Maybe Fluttershy likes cake.
  161. >You pocket the note, to show Fluttershy you got it.
  162. >Grabbing your toolbox, you head outside, fully clothed this time.
  163. >Walking through town, you can still feel a few stares, likely run offs from your earlier outdoor expedition.
  164. >Somewhere in town, a mint pony stares at you.
  165. >"Aww..."
  166. >But you don't know that.
  167. >All you know is that Fluttershy asked for your repairing expertise.
  168. >And you need bits.
  169. >God damn you hope she pays with bits.
  170.  
  171. >After a bit of walking, you arrive near Fluttershy's cottage.
  172. >You have to assume it is, at least.
  173. >It's a quaint little place in the forest, and the animals all around are a dead giveaway.
  174. >A bird even lands on your shoulder!
  175. >It leaves quickly.
  176. >Not before shrieking in your ears though.
  177. >Damn birds.
  178. >Walking up the dirt road, you approach the front door.
  179. >*knock knock knock*
  180. >A few seconds later, the door cracks open.
  181. >"H-hello...?"
  182. "Hey there."
  183. >Realizing who it is, she opens the door completely.
  184. >"Oh! Hello A-anon."
  185. >She sports a smile, though half of it is hidden by her mane.
  186. "You wanted something fixed?"
  187. >She nods lightly.
  188. >"Yeah, I'll show you..."
  189. >Stepping outside the safety of her cottage, she walks around to the back yard.
  190. >You follow instinctively.
  191. >In the backyard, a plethora of animals.
  192. >A myriad.
  193. >A fucking TON.
  194. >Zoos have nothing on this mare.
  195.  
  196. >It takes her a few minutes, but she manages to get all the animals to retreat into their homes.
  197. >Except the chickens.
  198. >Turns out the chicken coop is what needs fixing.
  199. >"Okay little chickies, I need you to wait here while Anon fixes your home, okay?"
  200. >All of 'em look up at her and nod.
  201. >Except for one, it clucks around obnoxiously and doesn't stick with the flock.
  202. >"Mister chicken, um, I need you to stay with your family..."
  203. >It doesn't listen in the least.
  204. >What happens next, you can't explain well.
  205. >She stares at it.
  206. >She just stares.
  207. >You can only see the corner of her eyes from where you're standing.
  208. >But god damn if it's not frightening.
  209. >She stares the chicken down, and it freezes in it's tracks.
  210. >It's like it's been hypnotized.
  211. >Brainwashed.
  212. >Scared to the point of rigor mortis.
  213. >A few seconds pass, and the chicken silently returns to it's family.
  214. >Whatever she just did to that chicken, you sure hope it never happens to you.
  215. >"Okay Anon, it's ready!"
  216. >Still stunned, you shake it off.
  217. "Alrighty, I'll get started right away."
  218. >Be damned if you give her a reason to stare at you.
  219.  
  220. >You inspect the chicken coop.
  221. >It is certainly in need of repairs...
  222. >It won't need any new wood for now, a bit of touching up will be fine.
  223. >But first things first, it needs to be cleaned!
  224. >With a few yanks from your hammer, your wrench off the top of the coop.
  225. >Peering inside, you see what you expect.
  226. >Eggs, Scootaloo, bird feed, hay...
  227. >...
  228. >"Hi, Anon!"
  229. >...
  230. >You put the roof back on the chicken coop.
  231. >It can be cleaned out later.
  232. >A few minutes pass, and Fluttershy comes out to see how you're doing.
  233. >"How's the, uh, repair going?"
  234. "Uhh...fine. But I think I found something strange in your coop."
  235. >"Oh?"
  236. >You walk her over to the coop and lift the roof.
  237. >Eggs, bird feed, hay...
  238. >...
  239. >"Oh my, I missed some eggs!"
  240. >She scoops them up with her hooves, taking them away.
  241. >"Thank you so much!"
  242. >Walking back into her house with the eggs, you just stare at the coop.
  243. >It's been a weird fucking day.
  244.  
  245. >Eventually, the job is complete.
  246. >A good job too, if you don't say so yourself.
  247. >You even gave it a fresh coat of paint.
  248. >Those chickens be living in luxury!
  249. >Satisfied with your work, you call for Fluttershy.
  250. "All done!"
  251. >She trots outside, and gasps at your work.
  252. >"Oh my..."
  253. >That didn't sound positive.
  254. "Is everything, alright?"
  255. >She stares at the structure, speechless.
  256. >Yikes, does she hate it that much?
  257. >You thought the yellow and pink paint was a nice touch!
  258. >What if you don't get paid?!?
  259. >Ahh shit, way to fuck it up An-
  260. >Your train of though it interrupted by a warm soft bundle of p0ny latching herself around you.
  261. >"Thank you, thank you, thank you! It looks so good!"
  262. >The usual shy mare is long gone.
  263. >The sudden hug was surprising, but nice.
  264. >Your work WAS appreciated.
  265. >"...oh, I almost forgot!"
  266. >Letting go, she rushes inside, and comes back out with a small bag.
  267. >"Here, this is for everything..."
  268. >Bits!
  269. >Glorious bits.
  270. >Man oh man, are you glad to see these.
  271. "Awesome, thanks!"
  272. >You bend down to grab the bag, and decide to give her a quick hug, to return the favor.
  273.  
  274. >Remembering you have a delicious Cake family cake with you, you decide to bring it up.
  275. "Do you like cake?"
  276. >You open up your large toolbox, the cake safely situated in it's own box.
  277. >"It looks delicious, I would love a slice."
  278. >You take your toolbox into the cottage, pulling the cake out and placing it on the counter.
  279. >She grabs you a knife, and you cut her off a slice.
  280. >Grabbing it happily, she can't help but notice...
  281. >"No cake for you?"
  282. "I'm not feeling particularly hungry."
  283. >However, you do cut a second slice.
  284. >You put it on a plate, to take home with you.
  285. "You can keep the rest, consider it a thanks for my business!"
  286. >"Not a problem at all, Anon...thank you so very much."
  287. >At that, you take your leave.
  288. >Making sure to swing by the backyard.
  289. >As you walk by, you can't help but look at the chicken coop.
  290. >...
  291. >...you lay the slice of cake on the ramp leading into the coop.
  292. >After staring at it for a few seconds, waiting for something to happen....
  293. >...nothing does.
  294. >With a shrug, you turn away and start walking.
  295. >One glance back, and the cake slides into the coop with the help of an orange hoof.
  296. >Knew it.
  297. >Satisfied with that knowledge, you leave.
  298.  
  299. >Wait, you need your toolbox!
  300. >Way to go, genius.
  301. >Hey, I was busy tending to the chicken coop p0ny!
  302. >What're you gonna do about that anyway?
  303. >I dunno man, her friends didn't like to talk about it...
  304. >Just leave it alone for now.
  305. >STOP WITH THE INNER DIALOGUE, YOU NEED YOUR TOOLBOX.
  306. >Walking back up the dirt road, you gently knock on Fluttershy's door.
  307. >*knock knock*
  308. >...
  309. >...
  310. >No answer.
  311. >Did she go to sleep?
  312. >It's only been a few minutes.
  313. >*knock knock knock*
  314. >...
  315. >Still nothing.
  316. >Dammit, you need that stuff.
  317. >You try opening the door.
  318. >Unlocked.
  319. >You creak it open and step inside.
  320. "Fluttershy?"
  321. >She's passed out on the table, face first into her cake.
  322. >...
  323. >...and you thought Pinkie liked sweets.