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A CONTINUATION OF BUISCUIT ANON'S FAMOUS GREEN, TITLED EQUESTRIAN INVASION BY THE GOOD PEOPLE OF /MLP/
THE ORIGINAL CAN BE FOUND HERE: http://pastebin.com/u/BiscuitAnon
                DAY 1: http://pastebin.com/Ki2MjXMa
                DAY 2: http://pastebin.com/3bMAYyAP
                DAY 3: http://pastebin.com/gg5Mtzft
(REWRITING)     DAY 4: http://pastebin.com/jhAkSe84
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THIS WILL BE A REWRITE OF DAY 4, SINCE I DON'T THINK IT WENT ALL THAT WELL IN THE ORIGINAL TO BE HONEST
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>"Hey Anon, can I have a ride?"
>One of the girls was looking down at you as you stood by your locker
>You looked up at her, eyeing every angle
>She was so expectant
>So excited
>She could burst if she didn't get an answer
>Not that you were going to say no
>You never said no
>You kind of enjoyed the attention
>Not just the intention, the ride itself was nice
>And people were always very considerate
>No one would tug on your mane
>Or pull your tail
>Or stroke your horn to put you off
>Although, admittedly no one knew about the weakness of your horn
>Only your girlfriend
>And you planned to keep it that way
>For you, Anonymous, were the only magical talking horse in all of earth
>Strictly speaking, you were a pony
>But 'horse' is what you'd grown to know people call you
>Not in a condensing way
>Just in that they were genuinely confused whether you were a pony or a horse
"Sure"
>You responded, dumping all your things in your locker so you weren't carrying any unnecessary baggage
>You didn't need to move at all, the girl just clapped her hands in joy and rested on your back
>You'd had this one ride you before
>You remembered the feel of the shape
>That wasn't weird at all, was it?
>Eh, people didn't have to know
>In fact, your fellow students embraced your party piece
>Your party piece had become that over the last few years
>A literal party piece
>You would always get invited places
>With people you didn't know
>But they knew you
>And you'd take people for rides
>If they were drunk enough, of course
>Or high enough
>And if they were high enough, you got your entertainment for the night
>Watching them sway around on your back
>Watching them fall off
>Floating them up in the air and watching them freak out
>Oh man
>This was living
>This one, however, felt heavier than usual
>Heavier than she was before
>When was her last time?
>A couple of weeks ago?
"Okay, you know the drill, hold tight and-"
>"No pulling on ears, main, tail or horn. Hands on neck for grip but not around neck in case I fall off."
>Yeah, no mistaken
>You'd given this one plenty of rides
>Too many, maybe
"Alright then..."
>You began to scrap your fore hooves on the floor of the hallway
>Turning your head left and then right to make sure that no teachers would spot you
>And, as quickly as you could, you shot off into the distance
>Charging down the corridor
>As fast as you could lugging a human around
>The crowd of students formed gangways for you as you came close
>They might not have been able to see you, but they knew the sound
>They'd heard it often
>The tight corners were a challenge, but nothing you couldn't handle
>Well, there was that one time
>You told her there was a weight limit man
>But she wouldn't listen
>She just wanted to ride the pony
>God, how old was she?
>16?
>But she was acting like an 8 year old
>And when you crashed into the lockers and told her why she was insulted
>...Luckily, no one else took it that way
>Or you wouldn't have ridden a human another day longer
>As you came around a third corner, all the humans made way for you
>All but one
>Who stood right at the end of the corridor
>Right at the fire exit
>Right!
>They were going to open the door for you, so you could head out into the field
>You got it
>You increased your speed, charging at them
>You drew closer and closer
>But they weren't moving
>They weren't even facing you
>Oh shit, they didn't know you were there!
>You tried to stop but-
>Maybe a bit too late
>You crashed into... Her
>It was Rainbow
>Your girlfriend
>Your human girlfriend, to be precise
>The only girl that caught your attention
>"Anon?"
>Despite the speed of your collision, she hadn't moved an inch
>She just looked down at you, rooted on the spot
>You were sat in front of her, rump on the ground, rubbing your head, looking up at her
>And, for a brief moment, turning around to look behind you
>What about the other girl?
>The one who'd been riding yo-
>Gone?
>As was... Everyone else
>The corridor was suddenly dark
>Except for a light that shone on Rainbow Dash herself
>As you turned back to face her, she picked you up off the ground
>You suddenly felt... A lot smaller
>Almost the size of a cat
>And you must've been about that weight too
>How else would she have been able to pick you up?
>She was an athlete but... Mostly in the legs
>"You're just so cute, Anon!"
>She said as she brought you up to her face
>Looking at you directly, with those big magenta eyes
>You couldn't help but blush slightly
>Partly the embarrassment of being held above the ground against your will
>But also, the compliment from Rainbow
"T-t-thanks."
>You stuttered
>She smiled at you
>And you returned the favour
>Without another word, she pouted her lips and began to bring you in closer to her
>You felt your sensitive fur begin to brush against her warm body
>Her chest touching her own
>Your hooves brushing her abdomen
>She leaned in closer, closing her eyes
>You wanted to mimic her but you couldn't
>Well, of course you could
>But you couldn't bring yourself to it
>You wanted to see this moment for yourself
>You wanted to look into her eyes the moment she reopened them
>Further and further, she leaned into your face
>You titled your head ever so slightly forwards to help her get closer
>And as your lips touched you-
>Woke up to the sound of a... Beeping sound
>A beeping sound?
>Your alarm?
>...No, that was more of a buzzing sound
>This was, without a doubt, a loud beeping sound
>How... Odd
>Not one you'd heard a lot
>Not for a long time
>Not since you were younger, you thought to yourself
>But it was familiar
>So was the smell
>Actually, the smell was very familiar
>More so than the noise
>The smell of bacon!
>Though... Maybe a tad too cooked?
>The smell of smok-
>The smell of smoke!
>The beeping was the fucking smoke alarm!
>You jumped out of bed as fast as you could, leaping to your bedroom door and opening it to find the six girls stood in the kitchen to your left
>All stood around confused or covering their ears
>"...do we do!"
>You heard a yell as you opened the door
>"I don... can't hea... the noise!"
>"...Quick or we... waking..."
>"...issue right..."
>"...stop... hear myself..."
>The girls were all yelling among themselves
>You couldn't tell who was saying what
"What the hell is going on!"
>You yelled as loud as you could over the nose
>They all stopped and turned to face you
>You were all silent, but the alarm was still blaring away
>You could barely hear yourself think
>You stormed over to the smoke alarm, pulling the cover open and yanking the battery out
>The noise was silent
>But there was still a ringing in your ear
>"Sorry, Anon"
>Twilight was the first to apologise
>The others did the same
>You looked around the kitchen, noticing the frying pan on the stove top
>With...
>Well, what looked like charcoal now
>Burnt to a crisp
>Within an inch of it's life
>On a suspiciously dry frying pan
>That didn't look like it'd been oiled at all
>You spent the next couple of minutes trying to scrape the ruined bacon from the base of the frying pan
>The other girls were sat around in the living room, tired
>Shaken by the ordeal
>You couldn't blame them really
>A strange device?
>Makes loud noises?
>Doesn't seem to stop?
>You'd probably freak out too in that situation
>It was hopeless
>This frying pan was done for
>I'd take you... Longer than you had to clear this shit off it
>And more patience than you could deal with this early in the morning
>You were getting ready to prepare some more food
>And as you did, Twilight stood behind you
>Looking at what you were doing
>"Oh of course, I thought I'd missed something!"
>She said, as you took a bottle of olive oil and poured a small amount into the frying pan
>"Sorry again, Anon. We just wanted to make something for you."
>She apologised again
>She'd hardly stopped since you'd agreed to take over breakfast
"Doesn't matter, you didn't know."
>You responded, concentrating on the bacon
>You'd done this plenty of times
>Didn't need to worry about setting it on fire
>Or frying it for just a bit too long
>But, you couldn't deny, you were a bit shaken up too
>Not as much as the girls
>But enough to make you maybe a little bit nervous
>...Maybe more cautious
>Paying extra care and attention as to not over do it
>"Why do you have such a loud alarm?"
>Twilight said, looking up at the still open alarm
>It's not like you'd need it
>If there was going to be a fire, you'd be right by it
>The first to burn!
>The first to put the fire out
>...How do you put how a pan fire?
>Twilight had been expecting a response for some time
>You snapped back into reality
"It's loud so it wakes people up."
>Her eyes widened in interest
>"Oh, I could use that at home. Spike always falls asleep when I'm making dinner. Something to wake him up when it's ready would be nice."
>"I heard people yelling, Anon"
>Oh shit
>Of course he did
>Ears like a...
>...Shit
>You wanted to say 'eyes like a hawk'
>But ears like a... Bat
>And 'Batty' was one way you could describe this guy
>You probably better say something
>Before one of the other girls did
"Yeah, I'll be there in a second!"
>Well, you were currently cooking breakfast
>You couldn't exactly get straight to the door right about now
>"No, Anon, I need to speak to you right now!"
"I'm cooking breakfast, it'll be a couple of minutes!"
>But... Shit, you had to be quick
>He had a pair of his own keys
>It wouldn't be long before he made his way in
>And, what with you unable to get to the door, that might be what he does
"Twilight, get everyone in the bedroom."
>You said, quietly
>At least, as quiet as you could be without the Batty Bastard hearing you
>They all shrugged
>They all looked at Twilight
>And she looked at them
>But they continued to shrug and look at you confused
>Your landlord continued to knock
>And you gestured to your bedroom door
>Each motion more urgent than the last
>You heard the rattling of keys outside the door
>Now would be a really good time for the girls to hurry up
>And, as if by magic, they did
>Hurried into the bedroom door
>And as it closed, the front door opened
>"Anon?"
>Your landlord called
"In the kitchen!"
>You replied, still tending to the frying pan
>You weren't looking at him
>But he was there
>Hiding behind you
>Watching you cooking your breakfast
>You occasionally looked over your shoulder
"Do you want any of this?"
>You mockingly said, gesturing to the frying pan with your spatula
>He wasn't amused
>"I heard yelling."
>Well
"Well yeah, yelling at myself. It's not often you mess up your breakfast."
>You knew what he meant, but you continued to tend to your breakfast
>If you played this... Subtly, maybe he would stop giving a shit
>"A lot of people, yelling, Anon. Don't play games with me I know what I heard."
>Think
>Change the subject, Anon
>Lead him off onto the wrong path
"You heard people yelling, with the smoke alarm going off?"
>That'd have to do for now
>He looked up at the open smoke alarm
>Pointing a finger directly at it
>"And you shouldn't take the battery out of that thing!"
"Right, I'll do something about that. Just when I've finished this."
>"That's a lot of bacon for one person, Anon"
>Oh fuck
>There you were, making breakfast
>Acting natural
>You know, nothing unusual about making breakfast?
>Not realising that the nail in the coffin was... Right there
>You had the hammer in your right hand
>Resting your left against the wood
>And you were putting the nail in your own coffin
>That didn't really make sense
"Just especially hungry today."
>You lied, and it was obvious he didn't believe you
>If you were hungry, you'd have... Double the amount of bacon you'd normally have
>Not 8 fold
>And what's with all the bread you had prepared
>But he didn't seem to question it
>"You don't mind if I look around then?"
>Well, yes of course you do
>Invasion of privacy and everything
>You weren't just going to let him barge into your hou-
>His house
>It was his
>So, invasion of privacy or not, you'd look suspicious
>You've got nothing to hide...
>Tell yourself that-
>More importantly, tell him that
>And maybe he won't bother you all that much
"No, go ahead."
>But this, on top of the bacon and the bread
>This was enough to make him suspicious
>Trying to worm your way out of this wasn't working
>He looked around the apartment one more time
>The lounge?
>No one sneaking behind the sofa
>He went for the bathroom door next
>No one else there either
>Finally, of course
>The bedroom
>The bedroom where you were harbouring-
>Huh, you make it sound so illegal
>Well, technically it was
>Where you were keeping 6 girls and a dog
>Which was not only a complete violation of some... No pet's bollocks
>But also the fact that you were paying for one tenant
>You know, the more obvious issue
>He opened the door
>You wanted to hold back for as long as you could
>If he called you, you wouldn't rush
>If he didn't say anything, you wouldn't... Jump in his way
>You just hoped that the girls weren't stupid
>That they did something
>Found some way to hide
>But you couldn't trust that they had
>You stopped tending to the stove
>You'd finished now anyway
>As quick as you could, you made your way by him
>Trying as best as you could to not arouse suspicion
>And yet... No one was there
>The room was empty
>And your landlord was looking around confused
>The only place in the apartment that they could have gone
>Where they... Were
>Just a couple of minutes ago
>And then you noticed, the open window
>The very slightly open window
>Enough to just slip a hand underneath and open it from the outside
>Huh
>You had a guess what they'd done
>But you... Didn't want to look over at it for too long
>He might notice
>You just gazed in... Any direction
>Until he left
>Until he turned around and headed back out the door
>Well, that didn't go how you expected
>"Just keep an eye on your smoke alarm, Anon."
>He said, with a final comment before leaving
>You couldn't even say anything before he was out the door
>And, as soon as he was, a blue hand poked in from outside
>Under the window
>Lifting it up, and you saw Rainbow pull herself through the now open window
>Followed by the other's
>With Twilight being the last to enter, pushing Spike up through the window before she made her own way into the room
"Fire exit."
>You said, surprised by the choice
>Although, not sure what everyone else a few floors down would think
>A bunch of girls?
>Climbing up the outside stairs?
>Nothing suspicious
>Or unusual about that
>Nothing to tell the landlord next you saw him
"Technically, out there you're not on property."
>Rainbow turned to face Twilight, pointing at her
>Not accusingly
>But in a joking, playful way
>A relief that they just managed to get away with that
>"That's what Twi said."
>You looked over Rainbow's shoulder at Twilight
>She looked stunned
>Not really sure what to say
>"A lucky guess."
>She said, shrugging as she picked up Spike and held him in her arms
>All the girls looked at each other, relived
>You all stood in your bedroom... Silent for a moment
>All looking at each other in silence
>It was beginning to become more and more awkward
>And then you remembered
>The breakfast that you had been preparing not a few minutes earlier
>The breakfast that was now sitting in a frying pan in the kitchen getting colder by the second
>You should probably go and serve that out to everyone
>A minute later, 7 sandwiches and just some bacon for Spike later, and you were all sat around the lounge
>If Fluttershy knew the difference between the processed bacon...
>You couldn't imagine the fit she'd be having right now about you feeding the stuff to Spike
>You took a seat next to Rainbow on your couch, to which she greeted you by giving you a small peck on the cheek
>You didn't return the favour, just reached for the TV remote
>You began to flick through the channels
>What was on TV on a Saturday morning?
>News?
>Ehh... Too many questions
>"Anon, why are these people senselessly killing each other?"
>You could imagine Twilight asking you
>Shitty consumer advice programs?
>Ehh...
>Some game show crap?
>People with a vein hope of making some money with little effort?
>They never won this shit
>Repeats of some car show?
>You'd probably seen it a hundred times already
>And you doubt the girls would be too interested in it-
>Ooh...
>Was that sexist?
>No, it was just a bad show
>Saturday morning cartoons?
>You didn't get the Hub
>So no chance of accidentally, rather typically, coming across MLP
>That'd be even more questions
>But the cartoons that were on...
>Well, they're kids cartoons
>Not exactly the... Highest quality
>Not anything you'd watched in a long time
>You didn't even realise they made these shows any more
>Fuck it
>You turn off the TV
>"Wow, that was fun!"
>Said Pinkie Pie, led on the floor looking up at the TV with interest
>Not realising that what you did... Wasn't what was usual for TV
"Nothing on at the moment..."
>You dropped the remote back on your table
>You sighed
>The girls were still eating-
>And so should you
>But man, you needed to sort out something to do
>What did the girls want to do?
>Try and get home?
>You didn't want a repeat of yesterday
>Maybe the school was a long shot
>Maybe you should suggest something else
>Maybe you could-
>"You don't have to go to school today, yeah Anon?"
>Rainbow asked
>Just making sure from the sounds of things
"Yeah, and it's not open again until Monday"
>"So, if we've got to wait the weekend, got anything fun planned?"
>"Yeah 'Non, anything fun?"
>"Yes, Pinkie Pie is right, what does one do for 'fun' here Anon?"
>Well, you had your own ideas of fun
>But Rarity's concept of fun was probably not the same
>Neither was Pinkie Pies to be honest
>...Or Twilights
>And maybe even Rainbow's
>And you had no idea what Fluttershy and Applejack would do for fun
>Not even based on the show
>The girls all looked at you patiently
>You had... No idea what to say
>Come on Anon, you must be able to think of something
>Somewhere you could go
>Fun for everyone?
>Somewhere with... Clothes for Rarity
>Book store's for Twi
>Sporting goods for Rainbow
>...Toys? Treats? One of the two... For Pinkie Pie
>And... Fuck Applejack and Fluttershy
>They're the minority at the moment
>As in, you know what 4 out of 6 would do
>The 4 were the minority
>The other 2 were outliers
>Fuck them
>You've got it!
>The perfect place
>"What's this place called again, Anon?"
>Applejack asked, peering through to the front of your car from the back
>The back that was cramped with Twilight, Applejack, Pinkie and Fluttershy sharing three seats
>With Rarity and Rainbow sharing the passenger chair
>Which was... Snug
>Distractingly so
>You could have sworn you spotted Rainbow and Rarity accidentally bumping each other
>In the chest
>With elbows
>And each other's breasts
>Or maybe your imagination was running wild
>But there was certainly something in this car that... Wasn't your imagination running wild
>Spike not being able to keep himself still in the trunk
>God damnit, he's a temporary dog and he acts like one in almost every way
>If that was the case, then why didn't the other girls act like... Normal human beings
>Or maybe Spike was just adapting to his role easier
>They had dogs back in Equestria
>Spike had an idea of what a dog acted like
>But the girls didn't have an idea of what a human was acting like
"It's called a mall, Applejack"
>You finally responded to her question
>But to be honest, you were trying to concentrate on the road
>Pinkie Pie had been talking the whole journey
>You had Spike in the back
>The distracting duo in the front
>And Applejack asking questions
>You were lucky you didn't hit someone
>Or something
>Or another car
>Or just give up and crash into a ditch
>It didn't help that you were rudely awoken by an alarm this morning
>And that you'd been up all night doing some...
>Actually, you weren't sure what happened last night
>Did someone spike your drink during the day or something?
>And then there was that dream
>That weird... Weird dream
>The fuck was that all abou-
>"Woah, that place is huge!"
>Rainbow said as you drove past the-
>Oh, the mall
>You were here
>Well, you'd missed the turn