Dwarf in Equestria Chapter 3

>Some time later.

>OH KOLS WHY DID YOU SAY IT WAS OKAY

>THESE THREE SWEET KIDS TURNED INTO HELLISH CREATURES WITH MOUTHS AS WIDE AS THE CAVE YOU GREW UP IN

>You sigh heavily, and raise a hand.

"Please, little ones. No more..."

>They stop walking, and turn to you quizzically.

>"Uh...sure..."

>Thank Kols.

>Your ears twitch as you catch an voice.

>And so did the three little ones, it appears.

>You look up towards it, seeing a rainbow.

>You shrug and look towards the kids.

"Did annae of you three happen to catch what that voice said?"

>Scootaloo turns to you.

>"Yeah, I think it said 'They're over here, with some sort of monster.'"

"Ah. Thanks Scootaloo."

>"No problem."

>You continue to walk.

>...

"Wait, wha-"

>You find yourself tackled to the ground by the rainbow you saw earlier.

>"WHAT THE BUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH THEM?!?"

>What kind of evil wizard uses rainbows to attack people?!

>You kick off the weight, it grunting as you do so.

>You roll backwards, and land on your feet.

>What you see is something that looks suspiciously like a rainbow, but is in fact a Pony.

>Huh.

>It snarls menacingly, before flying towards the orange pegasus.

>"Are you alright squirt? Did the monster hurt you?"

>"A-actually, he-"

>Five more ponies burst out from the underbrush.

>You take some time to note their physical characteristics.

>One of them is purple, with a purple mane that seems to have highlights of different shades of purple.

>And is also a unicorn.

>Great.

>Another unicorn of the group is an almost blindingly bright shade of white, with a elegant purple mane.

>Elegant being the only way of putting it, you feel.

>Regardless, you think she looks like an oversized marshmellow.

>There is a yellow pegasus, with a long pink mane, who appeared to like to hide behind it.

>Then there were the two normal ponies.

>One was Orange, and had a blonde mane.

>Pretty normal, actua-it's wearing a hat.

>You surpress a groan.

>And the other is...

>The literal definition of the color pink.

>You feel your head start to spin as you try to comprehend just how pink it is, so you stop doing that.

>All of them appear to be looking at you menacingly.

>Except for the one with the hat, and marshmellow.

> They actually have marks on their rears, but you can't observe them because they appear to be moving towards the three little ones, masking their marks.

>"Applebloom! What in tarnation are you doing out here with this... 'THING'?"

>"N-no, he's our-"

>"Sweetie Belle, are you alright? Oh, I couldn't bear to think of what this BRUTE could do to you!"

>"N-no, actually! He saved-"

>"Oh, sweet Celestia, he's messed with their minds!"

>You have become disgruntled with the blatant disregard for your presence.

"Oi! If'n ye wanted to bash me name around, it's only fair if-"

>The rainbow charges you again, but this time you're ready.

>You easily sidestep her foolish charge, and spin to face her.

"Look, if'n you dinnae stop tryin' ta charge me, I'm gonna have tae defend meself."

>The pony...wait, it's a she.

>What's the term again....mare, right?

>Yeah.

>The mare smirks, hey muzzle slowly starting to split in a grin.

>"Yeah, right. Like a short monkey can handle THE Rainbow Dash!"

>You start to chuckle.

>Then full-blown laugh in her face, rolling on the ground.

>Her smug smirk eventually drops off her face, and her companions share her confused expression.

>"What's so funny?"

>You stop laughing, and manage to calm it down to a chuckle.

"Heeeheee.....Oh, Kols that's good! That's a right original name you have there, lass-AAAHHAHAHAHHAA!"

>You wipe a tear from your eye as you stand, and the mare, who is now known as Rainbow Dash, is scowling at you.

>"We'll see who's laughing in a second, monkey!"

>She cocks back and takes off, flapping her wings to get more speed in an attempt to charge you.

>You immidiately sober up, and track her movements.

>She's quick, but you survived the pit of 12 vipers.

>They didn't tell you about the 13th.

>She flies in a blurringly quick corkscrew, and breaks out of it suddenly to dash towards your position.

>You shift your feet so that they're in a line, but space them about a foot apart.

>You bend backwards as she flies over you, and you relish the look of suprise on her face.

>Standing how you are, you have a perfect stance to strike her.

>Feeling the ebb and flow of her spirit, you strike right in the center of her body with your palm.

>Contrary to popular belief, the Paralyzing Palm technique does not cause muscles to seize up.

>It causes them to drastically loosen.

>The foolish pegasus that charged you flies past because of her inertia, and proceeds to skid along the ground behind you, bouncing a couple times.

>You stand back up, returning from the bent position, rolling your shoulders.

>The other ponies are staring at you with your mouth agape.

>One of them speaks up.

>"D-did....did you just KILL her?"

>You snort in disgust.

"No, I dinnae kill her. Listen."

>You wave a hand at the rainbow pony.

>...

>"...nnnnn you bucker..."

>You turn to the rest.

"See?"

>The orange one appears to be mad.

>"Now, why did you have to go and hurt one of mah friends."

>You hold up your hands.

"I dinnae do anything, she started to attack me without allowing me to explain the situation."

>She rears back in surprise, thinking for a moment.

>The yellow one shrinks behind her mane.

>"A-Applejack...he's right, you know?"

>'Applejack' snorts and shakes her head from side to side.

>"Yeah, but what was he doin' wit' mah sister? And Scoots, and Sweetie Belle too?"

>The yellow one appears to be cowed, and squeaks and hides behind her mane.

>"Now then, partner. We can either do this the easy way, or the hard way."

>You quirk an eyebrow.

"What do ye mean, lass?"

>She smirks, and retrieves rope from....where the fuck did she get it?

>"Ah mean, you can either give up now and let me tie ya up, or you can try an' resist."

>You roll your eyes.

"Once again, ye be missin' the point. I-"

>"HARD WAY IT IS!"

>She spins the rope around, which is now in a Lasso shape, and starts spinning it faster and faster.

>Eventually, it gets fast enough, and she launches it towards you.

>Once again, you easily dodge it.

"Nice try, lass, but-"

>She smirks around the rope in her mouth, and whips it towards you.

>It wraps around your leg, and she yanks it backwards, making you fall on your ass.

>She continues to pull you towards you, then gallops over to you, wrapping you up in her rope, humming a small tune as she does so.

>Once she's finished tying you up, she proudly trots away from you.

>"Ya'll are looking at the 1st place winner of the Appleloosan Hogtieing Contest!"

>The other ponies appear to be awed, and stomp their hooves and cheer in approval.

>Unfortunately for her, while she was bragging, you slipped out of the bonds she had you in.

>No bonds will hold this monk.

>It was quite easy, in fact.

>Her knots were not as taut as she thought, so all it took was a small application of force at a specific point, and it just fell apart.

>You stand up, and hold the rope forward.

"Think again, lass."

>She turns around with a smug smile, before noticing that you have escaped her tying.

>The smirk instantly dissapears.

>"Now how in the hay did you git outta that?"

>You shrug.

"Ancient monk secret."

>You can't help but laugh internally.

>She scrunches her muzzle in frustration, trying to look intimidating.

>It only looks adorable.

>"Now, you got me riled."

>She starts to sprint towards you.

>What is with these ponies and furiously charging?

>You prepare to strike her as she charges towards you, expecting her to smash into you with her head.

>Instead, she stops, and spins around at the last moment, raising her hind legs.

>Uh-oh.

>She releases the coiled up muscles, launching her hooves at your fast mind-blurringly fast.

>But once again, you are fast enough to slip to her side.

>You have had it up to here with these incessant attackers, so you resolve to end this fast.

>You point your fingers, and poke her repeatedly where the spiritual energy flows most.

>Untrained fighters call them 'Pressure Points'.

>She crumples quickly, falling onto one of her sides.

>"Wha-what did you to me?"

>You shrug, and cup your hands, allowing your sleeves to fold over them.

"I stopped your spiritual flow, lass. It'll return to ye....eventually."

>Kols, you're lucky that they're all physical fighters.

>And bad at that, too.

>With all this magic around, you wouldn't be surpised if-

>Something lavender colored streaks by your face.

>...

>'Wizards', you sneer mentally.

>You turn towards where the bolt of energy came from.

>You spot the culprit of the attack, with her...horn...charged up.

>You KNEW you had a bad feeling about these unicorns.

>There's only one thing you can do.

>You crack your knuckles.

>Bluff.

"What did ye just try there, lass? I'll have ye know, that I graduated-"

>Her horn glows brighter, and you find yourself planted up against a tree.

>You struggle for a moment, trying to get free.

>The humans have a phrase for this...

>'No dice', or something like that.

"Lass, let me free! Ye haven't even-MMPH!"

>Once again, she uses the bullshit power that is magic to silence you.

>The magical haze parts for a moment, allowing the unicorn's magical force to flow through.

>You're in awe.

>Not even the cult of wizards that you fought even collectively had this power.

>You realize there is no point to your struggle, and prepare to literally say your prayers.

>The purple one starts to approach, but stops when she notices the sullen look in your eye.

>She quirks her head in curiosity.

>And then turns to the three little ones.

>Then back to you.

>She starts to scowl at you.

>"You just had to kidnap the CMC, didn't you? Well, there are consequences for your actions."

>Her horn glows brighter, yet you don't feel any pain.

>You quirk an eyebrow.

>You feel a light sensation on the bottom of your feet.

>"Take this!"

>The sensation intensifies, and she releases the magic that has kept you silenced.

>Is...is she really?

>She's tickling you.

>You go stock-still and try to ignore it.

>"Well? Aren't you going to give up, and tell us why you did it?"

>You don't know whether to laugh or to cry.

>You sigh heavily.

"Lass, could ya quit ticklin' me for a moment? It's not gonna work, I'm afraid."

>She frowns, and the sensation fades.

"Thank ye kindly, lass. Now, to explain. "

>You lick your lips, and wish you had an ale or two in you.

>It always helped with recounting tales.

"I was meditatin' by the river over yonder..."

>You continue on with your story, and the ponies all gather in front of you.

>The two that you incapacitated, Rainbow Dash and Applejack, had the effects of your blows eventually wear off, and listened along as well.

>From time to time, they look to the little ones for confirmation, and they receive nods or short answers like 'Yep!'.

>And looking to ...Applehack?

>No, AppleJack.

>For confirmation, for one reason or another.

>You also get a better look at the group of new ponies.

>Their marks that you saw were very interesting.

>The rainbow one had what looked like a stormcloud with a multicolored lightning bolt coming from it.

>The orange one had a trio of red apples on her flank.

>That's the term for arse for them, right?

>No matter.

>Pink's mark was a trio of party balloons, and Yellow's was a trio of butterflies.

>Curious tattoos, you remark.

>The purple one had a multipointed star, and marshmellow had three diamonds for hers.

>What do they mean...

>The little ones were missing theirs, for some reason.

>But you don't have any time to think on it more, because by then you are wrapping up your story.

"...and then I met ye six here. Well, rather, I got attacked by this lass here."

>Rainbow pony actually has the sense to look sheepishly away.

>"S-sorry."

>Applejack looks to the group, and appears to be suprised.

>"He's tellin' the truth, ya'll."

>Applebloom pipes up.

>"A'course he's tellin' the truth!"

>Applejack glares at her, snubbing her response, causing the little one to rub the back of her neck.

>"W-well he is..."

>She sighs, then turns to the purple pony.

>"'Twi, you can let him down now."

>The unicorn nods, and her magical influence leaves your body.

>"Sorry for the misunderstanding..."

>You rub your wrists, getting feeling back into it after hanging there for so long.

"No problem, lass. Just make sure to get t'whole story in t' future."

>Marshmellow speaks up.

>"Well, I for one-"

>Oh god she sounds like human royalty.

>"-feel positively DREADFUL from this misunderstanding. I trust we can, mayhaps become friends, mister...?"

>You look to her.

"Anon Ymous of the Stonefist Order."

>"...do you mind if I call you Anon for short?"

"Nay lass, I dinnae mind it."

>She giggles, and prances over to her friends.

>"Well? Don't be uncouth, introduce yourselves!"

>The pink monstrosity bounces, and you rub your eyes to affirm what you're seeing is real, BOUNCES up to you.

>"Hi! My name's Pinkie Pie!"

"Erm, hello there, lass."

>She smiles widely, and cocks her head.

>"Why do you talk all funny like that?"

>You roll your eyes.

>Such a common question from other races.

"I'm a dorf. We always speak like this. I dinnae know why, we just...do."

>She bounces off, allowing another pony to take her place.

>"Oh, I'm so throwing you a party!"

>You raise an eyebrow.

>She's never seen what dorfs do at parties, has she?

>Her loss.

>You can taste the ale already...

>The purple one approaches again, rubbing the back of her neck.

>"Sorry again for earlier..."

>You raise a hand.

"I told you, lass. It's quite alright."

>She smiles gently, and raises a hoof.

>"I'm Twilight Sparkle."

>You reach over with your hand, get a firm grip, and shake it once.

"Nice to meet you, 'Twilight'."

>What curious names they have...

>She trots off, and then the next one comes up.

>This time it's apples.

>"Sorry bout the misunderstandin', partner."

>You roll your eyes.

>How many bloody times do they have to apologize?

"I said it before, and I'll say it again. It's in the past now, lass."

>You look over to the rest of them.

"Ya hear that? No more apologies!"

>Sighing, you turn back to Applejack, who has a hoof extended.

>"Put 'er there, partner."

>You place your hand over her hoof, and get a firm grip.

>You see her muscles tense for a serious handshake.

>And you aren't having any of that.

>You lock your arm, flexing your own muscles.

>You watch in amusement as the orange pony tries to (fruitlessly) move your arm.

>Failing that, she removes her hoof.

>"That's one heck of a foreleg you got there."

>You nod, and state your terse reply.

"Thank'ye kindly, lass."

>She trots off, and the color storm of a pony flaps up to you.

>Very fond of her wings, it seems.

>And cocky, by the look of her smile.

>"Name's Rainbow Dash! Fastest pegasus in Equestria, at your service."

>You chuckle.

"Not fast enough, if I were able to hit ye like that."

>She scowls, and mutters something she thinks you miss.

>"...lucky shot..."

>She then returns to her cocky smile, and holds out her hoof.

>You extend your hand, and give her one good shake.

>She retrieves her hoof, and continues to float in front of you.

>"Just how in the hay were you able to hit me anyway?"

>You smirk.

"Training."

>She frowns and floats off, obviously not happy with your cryptic answer.

>You think you're forgetting one...

>Oh yeah!

"Where's the yellow lass, now?"

>The yellow one floats towards you, and looks quite uncomfortable with the situation.

>She meekly stammers out.

>"H-Hello..."

>You smile softly, and make your voice more gentle to not frighten her.

"Hello, little lass. What's yer name?"

>She seems to appreciate you softening your tone, and peers out from under her mane.

>"F-Fluttershy..."

>Well, that explains her mark.

"Nice to meet you."

>You extend your hand, and she gingerly lifts a hoof and weakly shakes it.

>"N-nice to meet you too..."

>She slinks off, and joins up with the group.

>You follow her, and the group sets off.

>...

>"Say, would you help me get to know you better by answering some questions?"

>She gives you the eyes.

>The puppy eyes.

>You cannot resist.

>...

"Sure, lass."

>Dammit Twilight.