- >>Cold steel ran across your inner arm
- >>You hissed as the blood slowly trickled out and stained the knife
- >>There were two other shallow cuts on your arm
- >>You were reveling in the pain
- >>Another day had passed
- >>You're thinking this out
- >>How to do it? Who's first?
- >>...Who deserves to be first?
- >>The light of Luna bears witness to your madness
- >>There was a knock on your door
- >>At first you ignored it, but you could ignore it no longer after the fourth round of knocks
- >>You pass the knife into the hand of the wounded arm, your left
- >>You put in the combination to your lock
- >>Unlock the padlock
- >>Unsecure the two bar locks
- >>Undo the deadbolt
- >>Disengage the normal lock
- >>You open the door and look down to find three small ponies looking yo at you
- >>Fillies
- >>If you are a giant to normal ponies, you are a colossus to these
- >>They seem happy to see you
- >>“Hi!”
- >>The lead one greets
- >>She was brown. A Pegasus.
- >>“We're the cutie mark crusaders!”
- >>The next one spoke up.
- >>Earth filly. You've seen her around when you worked at the orchards.
- >>Apple Bloom. Yeah, that was it.
- >>The third one spoke up, and your eyes shifted to her
- >>“Our mission is to work together to find out who we are, and what we're supposed to be!”
- >>This one was white. She possessed the swirling horn of a unicorn
- >>You are silent for a moment, examining all three of them
- >>No trace of a mark on them, but it was possible that you just couldn't get it at this angle
- What do you want
- >>You have no patience with them
- >>Kids or not, you were busy
- >>“We noticed that you didn't have a cutie mark!”
- >>Said the brown Pegasus.
- >>“So we wanted to extend a special invitation to you!”
- >>Said Apple Bloom
- >>“This is Scootaloo, Apple Bloom, and I'm Sweetie Belle!”
- >>The white one made the introductions
- >>But you just glared down at them
- >>They smiled, but they eventually became awkward and forced
- >>They were stumped by your silence
- >>You shouldn't talk to strangers.
- >>You close the door on them
- >>Turn the lock
- >>Secure the deadbolt
- >>Slide the two bar locks shut
- >>Secure padlock
- >>Snap combination lock closed
- >>Turn away from the door when, immediately, there's another knock
- >>You halt, look back at the door for a moment, and decide to ignore it
- >>You move back towards the kitchen
- >>Knock knock knock
- >>You halt once more and bite your lower lip
- >>Face goes red
- >>Tea kettle whistling sound effect
- >>What happens next tips you over the edge of your patience
- >>Repeated knocks, sounding like an entire class room of kids were throwing baseballs at your front door
- >>You put in the combination to your lock
- >>Unlock the padlock
- >>Unsecure the two bar locks
- >>Undo the deadbolt
- >>Disengage the normal lock
- >>You open the door
- WHA-
- >>You are cut off when you recoil. The crusaders have taken a formation where they stand on one another's shoulders
- >>They don't, at all, match your height
- >>But they're trying
- >>Sweetie Belle, at the bottom, wobbles back and forth
- >>Scootaloo is at the top, eying you
- >>How cute, they're trying to intimidate you
- >>“Hey! That wasn't very nice! You didn't even tell us your name!”
- >>You resist the urge to kick Sweetie Belle out from under them
- Anon. Now beat it.
- >>You start to close the door again, but Sweetie Belle gives out
- >>All three of them yell as they fall in to your door
- >>The door slams shut behind them
- >>You give them the moment they need to re-situate themselves, and they are immediately fascinated by your home
- >>“Wow! Everything is so big!” says Apple Bloom, and she walks off towards the kitchen
- Don't...
- >>Scootaloo starts jumping up and down on your living room couch, using her wings to achieve some air time
- >>“Hey! This is awesome!”
- GET OFF OF THA-
- >>Sweetie Belle trots up your stairs
- >>“I bet he has an awesome closet!”
- Don't you dare go in my room!
- >>Your eye twitches
- >>Your shoulders hoist up around your head, very aggressively
- >>“Hey! What the heck? There's no food in here!”
- >>You hear Apple Bloom cry out
- >>“Were these made by my sister?”
- >>Sweetie Belle yells down the stairs
- >>“Do you live by yourself, Mister Anon?”
- >>Scootaloo asks
- >>With your free hand, you snatch her out of the air by her tail and set her down on the floor
- I do. Now get o-
- >>“Hey! Hey girls!”
- >>Scootaloo calls, and the others come running in a flash, taking up formation right next to her
- >>“Anon lives alone!”
- >>Scootaloo reports
- >>“His house is a mess!”
- >>Sweetie Belle reports
- >>“He has no food!”
- >>Apple Bloom reports
- >>“I know!”
- >>Scootaloo has an epiphany, and all three join in a group hug before you
- >>They all shout in unison
- >>“WE'LL BE HUMAN TAKER-CARER-ERS!”
- Nope
- >>.avi
- >>You swipe them all in your grip in one fell swoop, clenching each of their tails in your hand before you start carrying them to the door
- >>They all object
- >>Verbally
- >>Loudly
- >>You ponder making them your first victims at this rate
- >>But Apple Bloom gasps, which silences the rest of them
- >>“Your arm!”
- >>She points a hoof
- >>A gentle stream of beautiful crimson pours from the three shallow cuts in your left arm
- >>They also notice the knife that drips with your blood, the handle of which is now slick with it
- >>Your parents would be very upset with you if they knew where you were
- >>You put emphasis on the word 'very.'
- >>You discard your knife, which hits the floor with a splash of blood
- >>You open the door
- >>Prepare to toss these kids out
- >>You are blocked, however
- >>You look up
- >>And up
- >>A massive, brick-like bipedal canine fills your door way
- >>In a deep voice, he rasps
- >>“...You the one who took down William?”
- >>You look him down and then back up to his eyes
- >>The crusaders also look at the figure
- Yeah, what's it to you?
- >>A massive, boulder-like fist rams into your face
- >>You don't even know what happened
- >>Dreamless sleep keeps you in its warm embrace
- >>The Crusaders all fall in a heap on the floor, only to be scooped up by a gang of Diamond Dogs, >>their mouths stuffed with handkerchiefs to keep them quiet
- >>“He was my brother.”
- >>You just can't catch a break