Chapter 11 – A Life-Changing Event
"I hope he isn't mad at me after what I done," Twilight said with worry, while turning a page of the book, 'White Magic Spells: Volume 4' with her magic.
"Ah, don't worry, Twilight," Spike said. "Anyway, if he comes bursting in here, filled with rage, you can just smack him with a book. It worked the first time."
"I really don't want to do that again," Twilight sadly spoke. "I felt really bad when he fell to the floor."
"You really care for him, don't you?" Spike smiled. "I bet you anything that you even love him!" Spike grinned.
Twilight gasped. "I do not love him!" She boomed.
"Yeah, you do," Spike continued the argument. "When he was struck by his bag, he fell to the floor. You rushed to him to check on him. But you really wanted to kiss him on the cheek, didn't you?"
"Shut up!" Spike bursted out laughing. Twilight tutted and continued with her reading.
"Who should I terrorise first?" Roger questioned himself. He had been walking through the apple orchard for 10 minutes. "I would target Applebloom but she's had her heart broken by me, the alien. Not yet, anyway."
He then saw a silhouette of a horse, who was carrying two bags on both sides of its body. "Perfect," Roger chuckled.
He rushed towards the pony to get a better look of his victim. It was a grey coloured pony with a blonde mane and tail. It didn't have a horn on its head, just like Applebloom or Diamond Tiara. But the biggest thing that caught the human's eye was the pony's eyes. They were both pointing up and down. It reminded Roger of the 'derp' internet meme.
"Derpy Hooves," Roger whispered. He saw that the grey pony was carrying two bags with envelopes in them. "A postpony?" Roger thought. "What the heck is up with this world's similarity with Earth?" Derpy Hooves stopped to check on something and Roger started to creep up to her.
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"What? Where is that coming from?" Roger thought with confusion. "Oh well, it will make this much more enjoyable, anyway."
He was almost next to Derpy. She was too busy checking to see if she was going the right way to notice Roger sneaking up on her.
"Seriously," Roger thought. "How is 'Jaws' playing from out of nowhere. There's no speakers or stereos nearby. It's almost like I'm in a cartoon."
"Oh, what a catchy song!" Derpy beamed. "I wonder what it's called?"
"She's acting like this happens every day. I wonder if it does?" Roger asked himself.
He was now right behind the pony as the song got to the dramatic part. He reached and grabbed the yellow tail of Derpy. She yelped as Roger started to spin her on the spot. To Roger, it reminded him of the battle with Bowser in 'Super Mario 64'. To Derpy, it was one of the most scariest things that has ever happened to her.
After a few terrifying seconds, Roger was spinning Derpy at a break-neck speed when he finally released his grip. Derpy flew in the air as quick as a bullet, until crashing head first into a tree. Her body then fell to the ground and stopped moving. Roger presumed that she was dead.
"Well, I wasn't expecting her to die," He spoke. "But if they are that easy to kill, then this won't be a problem. And turn that annoying music off!" The music immediately stopped playing, to Roger's surprise. "Right! Off to take over Equestria!" He chuckled and continued sprinting towards what he thought was Ponyville.
"Another chapter done," Twilight beamed. "And hopefully another spell mastered!"
"I wish I could preform spells," Spike groaned. "I could protect Rarity from anything threatening her with ice waves or thunder bolts. But no, you are the lucky one, while I'm a useless dragon."
Twilight said, "Number one - You can shoot fireballs out of your mouth with ease. I have to build up my magic mana to preform that type of spell. Number two - You're not useless.
"Thanks, Twilight," Spike said, and gave the purple unicorn a small hug.
Roger had approached what looked like the entrance to a forest. "What the? This isn't the way to Ponyville!" Roger growled. He looked around to check if any ponies that might of seen the 'murder' of Derpy Hooves were after him for revenge. He couldn't find any and he decided to enter the forest.
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"And here comes some more background music," Roger tutted. "But, why is it Fable? I've never played the game before, but I once listened to the soundtrack as I was curious. And, to be honest, I liked it."
The forest was a little darker than from outside the exit as there were tons more trees. A few of the trees were apple trees, while the others were trees of different sizes and types.
"Mind you," Roger spoke. "The music does fit in with the atmosphere of this place. I wonder if the level in the game is similar to this?"
The further Roger travelled from the entrance, the darker the forest got, until no more sunlight was to be seen or felt, but the theme to 'Greatwood' carried on playing.
"I just pray to God or whoever rules this place that the 'Darkwood' theme doesn't play around here." Roger gulped. "I fu*king hated that song. And people kept talking about some creature called a 'Balverine'. I don't even want to know what that is!"
The forest then got so dark that Roger couldn't see anything. "Maybe I should turn back," Roger thought to himself. "I would like to keep my sanity, thank you very much."
Roger then turned around and quickly dashed off towards the entrance or, for him, the exit of the forest. Just before he got to the 'exit', Roger heard a bone-shivering roar coming from further down the forest. "What the hell was that?!" The human thought to himself. He didn't want to shout it in case whatever made that sound came charging after him. "Maybe... Equestria does have threats somewhere. I'm surprised. It's not innocent and friendly like I thought it was. Shit." He then started sprinting away from the noise as fast as he could.
He had finally reached the exit of the forest after a few terrifying minutes of running. He was breathing heavily due to the exhaustion. "I swear,"'Roger grumbled. "If I have to run one more time, I'll have to kill somepony." Roger then physically smacked himself. "Did I just say 'somepony'? What the hell is wrong with me?!"
He trekked through the apple tree meadow, directly towards where he killed Derpy, until he saw that Derpy's body had disappeared. "Shit!" Roger thought. "Somebody found her! I'm screwed! I'm fu*ked! I'm-"
"What you did was so fun! Can we do that again?" A voice spoke from behind the human.
Roger turned around and saw Derpy Hooves, smiling happily at him. "What the? I killed you! Why are you still alive?!"
Derpy giggled. "Silly filly! You didn't kill me! I was just pretending!"
"Whatever," the human growled. "Just stay out of my way, and maybe I'll spare your life."
"Okay! And isn't that song great!?"
Roger walked straight past the smiling Derpy, grumbling away. "How can she not die?" Roger thought to himself. "Are the others like that? No!... They can't be! It's not possible." He then suddenly remembered the roar from the forest, but he didn't want to tell Derpy about it - She might laugh out loud about it, the thing might hear, and it would kill them both.
"Is that music gonna play until I reach Ponyville?" The background music played a bit louder. "Fu*k you then."
10 minutes had passed since Roger last spoke about anything. He had walked a long way but still he hadn't reached Ponyville. "Am I in a different country?" Roger said to himself. "Equestria was just one country, wasn't it? Maybe this place might be called 'Hooftonia' or 'Buckland'. What the hell am I going on about!? I must be going mental!"
After another 10 minutes of walking, Roger saw a familiar place. It was the Sweet Apple Acres barn. It hadn't change a bit since the human last visited it. "Thank God!" Roger sighed with relief. "Ponyville is just down the road. I can terrorise a few ponies, then force Twilight to take me home." The music then stopped. "Thank fu*k, that was getting annoying." Roger thought.
Roger then saw Big Mac trotting towards a few barrels filled with red and green apples. Once the red pony got to them, he grabbed one of them with his mouth and flung it in the air. He then stepped to where it would land and it landed on his back with perfection. "Eeyup!" He beamed.
"Is that all he can say?" the human spoke. "Just 'eeyup? Would be one hell of a conversation." Roger then walked towards Big Mac. "I have no idea why I'm doing this," Roger thought. "But he must know where Applebloom or Applejack are. I've got some business to do with them."
He arrived to Big Mac and said," Hey! You must remember me. Do you know where Applejack or Applebloom are?" He smiled at the red pony.
"You best stay away from them," Big Mac said to Roger's surprise. "Applebloom told me that if you came here, ah have to force you back out. And ah guarantee ya that it will be the hard way. Eeyup!"
Roger was in shock. He wasn't expecting Big Mac to speak properly. "W-well you can tell Applebloom that I'm sorry for upsetting her and I promise I won't be mean to her again." Roger lied. He isn't the type who would say sorry to anybody.
"She won't listen to me if ah talk about you," Big Mac responded. "Now don't make me say this again... Stay away from them."
Roger scowled at the red pony, turned around, and walked towards the path that lead to the road to Ponyville. "I just don't believe it," Roger tutted. "Applebloom can't get over the fact that I'm not from Equestria. She's the reason why I nearly killed Derpy Hooves, for crying out loud!"
"You did what?!" A voice boomed from behind Roger. He freaked out and swung a punch to where the voice was. It connected. Hard. Roger heard the sound of a body falling to the floor. His fist hurt a lot, so he guessed that he hit something hard. He looked down to who or what he punched. It was none other than Twilight, who was lying on the floor, motionless. A few drops of blood were dripping from her nose. To Roger's amazement, the blood was red. Roger once read a book that had a unicorn in it, who's blood was white coloured. Then, there was silence. Nopony was around so they didn't witness the event.
"Shit!" Roger exclaimed. "Shitshitshitshitshitshit!" He looked around franticly for a place where he could hide Twilight's body. He couldn't find a place. "Shit! What do I do? Fu*k!" He looked at Twilight's body and an idea came to him. "Fu*k it. I'll take her back to the tree house. But how?" He scratched his head. "I'm gonna have to carry her," He thought. "There's no other choice."
He got behind her and slowly started to bend down to pick her up. For the first time since he meet her, he had the chance to stroke Twilight in a calm, gentle way. She was softer and smoother than Roger thought she was going to be. It surprised him.
He glided his hands down towards her belly, found a comfortable spot, and started to pick her up. She was only a small unicorn, but her weight must've been more than 10kg, judging by Roger's grunts for extra energy. The heaviest thing Roger ever carried was his parents' sofa, which must of been 20kg's in weight. But he couldn't lift it and keep it off the ground for 10 seconds. With Twilight, it was going to be a challenge.
After a few moments, he was now standing up straight with Twilight resting in his arms. Blood was still dripping out of her nose. "There's no way I can stop that," Roger thought to himself, examining the unicorn's nose. "What would Spike think of all this? It's going to take some good explaining to sort him out. But what if he doesn't listen to me and then all hell breaks loose? Nope, don't think about that, Roger... You've got everything under control." Roger gulped at the thought and stepped his left foot forward to begin the trek.
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Roger sighed in an annoyed tone. "Does everything that happens in Equestria have to have music in it?" He thought. "And the worst part... it's fu*king 'Call of Duty', one of the shittiest games to ever hit the shelves. What is wrong with this land?" He looked closely ahead to see where the tree house was. It was quite far away. "Goddamn it!" Roger exclaimed. "I don't remember it being this far away!"
"R-roger?" Roger looked down and saw that Twilight was almost waking up. Her eyes were flicking, trying to open up. She had heard the human's shouting voice. "W-what's happening?W-why are you shouting? W-why is that music playing? W-why does my nose hurt? W-why can't I wake up?"
"Uh, just relax. Don't worry about anything." Roger calmly said.
"W-why are you being nice all of a sudden? A-arn't you angry that I couldn't take you back to your world?"
Roger had to think of a response. "This is just a dream. Why else would I be happy and nice to you? Now, be a good girl and go back to sleep."
"So you d-didn't kill Derpy?"
"No, I didn't."
"Phew," Twilight gave a sigh of relief and then she went quiet.
"Thank God, she's gone," Roger sighed. "It would have been really hard to explain all this to her. I'm just glad that she didn't notice the blood dripping from her nose." He looked and blood was still dripping out of her nose. "How hard did I even hit her? I hope I didn't do a great amount of damage to her- oh for God sakes, why am I being nice!? This isn't the real me! Why am I helping her? I shouldn't be doing this!" He then sighed heavily. "If I don't get her out of sight of any ponies that would be waking through here, it would take a lot of explaining to sort it out. Jeez, everything that I do in Equestria always has to end with me explaining."
After a few minutes passed, the tree house was just down the road. "A-almost there," Roger panted. "Just a few more s-steps." Roger's heart had started beating furiously. The weight of Twilight had gotten heavier since he started carrying her. Sweat started forming on his face. His body temperature had increased. His arms and legs were giving way from the weight of the unicorn.
A few moments later, he had finally reached the front door of the library. "Oh! Thank you, royal ruler of this world!" Roger exclaimed. He slowly and softly placed the unconscious unicorn on the ground and approached the door. He pulled the handle, but the door didn't open. "Great, just my lucky fu*king day..." He looked at Twilight's horn and figured something out. "This is Twilight's house after all - Maybe she has the key." He bent down towards the unicorn and searched her mane. There was nothing. "Damn! How can I get inside without Spike knowing?"
Inside the library, Spike was busy mopping the dirt-coated floor with a mop and a bucket filled with soapy water. He was unaware of the events that happened outside. "How long is she going to take?" Spike asked himself, dipping the mop into the bucket. "It doesn't take this long to walk down to Sweet Apple Acres and back!" He placed the mop into the bucket and he walked up to the front door. He unlocked it with the key that was hanging on the lock and opened the door.
"Oh, fu*k me!" Roger exclaimed in his mind. He had heard the door unlocking and quickly grabbed the unicorn and threw her and himself into a hedge that was right next to them. The door opened and out walked the baby dragon. He looked down towards where Sweet Apple Acres was, trying to spot Twilight.
"Where the heck is she?" The dragon asked himself. Roger tried really hard not to breath too loudly, otherwise the dragon might hear him and discover Twilight lying in there with him.
Roger hadn't held his breath like this in a long time. He felt like he was going to blackout. "C'mon, Roger," He thought. "He'll go back in soon, not long now." He gulped and looked down at Twilight. She was still asleep and breathing gently. Her horse-like ears were flicking around as she slept. Roger had the urge to exclaim in cuteness, but there were two problems - Roger wasn't like that and Spike would hear it.
Spike was still looking around when he suddenly focused on the same hedge the human and pony were in. "Shit! Okay, don't panic. Maybe he saw a fly enter this hedge. Only problem is that I can't see one. Fu*k!"
Spike was staring straight inside the green square. He could see the shadow of the human. "Roger?" He said. "What are you doing in there?" Roger gulped and refused to answer, curious to see what the dragon would do next. "I'm not going to tell you again, come out or I'll... do something."
"Bloody hell, Spike," Roger said as he climbed out of the hedge, making sure Spike didn't see the unicorn. "You sound exactly like Twilight."
Spike chuckled. "That's what happens when you live with her for about 9 or so years." He looked at the hedge. "What were you doing in there anyway? Hiding?"
"Ye-yeah, that's exactly what I was doing," Roger lied.
"Why?"
Roger gulped nervously. He had to think of something, and fast. "As a joke, of course!" He smiled awkwardly, the same smile a kidnapper would make to try and lure a child towards them.
"Right," Spike gazed at Roger. He knew the human was lying. "What else is in that hedge?"
"N-nothing,"
Spike then noticed the blood draining out of the hedge. "What the? Have you cut yourself?"
"Umm... yeah?"
"Okay, where's the cut?"
Roger looked around his body, trying to find an old cut that he could use as proof for the dragon, but he couldn't find any. "Fine! You got me! Man, you should really be a detective!"
"Thanks!" Spike beamed. He then looked at the hedge. "So, who else have you got in there?"
Roger gulped. He had to show the dragon. "Okay, you're not going to like this, but you have to promise me that you won't go crazy. Okay?" Spike nodded confusingly. "Okay, I'm going to show you now." He reached his hands inside the hedge, grabbed Twilight by the hips, and dragged her out. Spike's mouth was wide open in shock.
"Wh-wh-what have you done?" Spike stared at Twilight, his eyes were starting to wet up. "Why is her nose bleeding? Why isn't she moving?"
"I, uh, punched her," Roger said, scratching his head nervously. Spike looked to the floor without saying another word. "Spike?" Roger questioned the dragon. "Are you okay?"
"Can you turn around for a minute?"
"Why?"
Just do it!" Spike was now on the verge of tears.
Roger turned his back on the dragon. He was now facing the tree house. He had no idea what Spike was about to do. Then, before he knew it, Roger felt a sudden pain in his back and he was flying to the floor. He landed on the ground, belly first, with a thump and instantly, he was turned onto his back. Spike was standing on him.
The dragon grabbed Roger by his shirt's collar, pulled the human towards him, and started repeatedly punching Roger in the face. "YOU BUCKING MONSTER!" Spike was filled with rage. Tears were dropping from his eyes. He thought Roger had killed Twilight, his greatest friend. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" Before he could deliver the final blow, Roger kicked him off and quickly stood up.
"I haven't killed her!" He exclaimed. "She's just unconscious. You should know what unconscious is."
"You killed her!" Spike exclaimed. "And I'm going to kill you!" He leapt towards the human, claws outstretched and ready to kill, but Roger grabbed him by the arms and threw him to the floor.
"Alright," Roger said, scrunching up his fists. "If you won't listen to me, them I'll make you listen to me!"
"Bring it on, motherbucker!"
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The dragon and the human were staring at each other as the music started up, both of them at battle stances. Twilight was lying on the ground next to them. They both crept towards each other as the music approached the extreme part. Roger hadn't been in a fight where the victim didn't run away and tried to defeat him for ages. The last time someone tried it ended up having an upset stomach for 2 weeks. Both creatures were now only a few feet away from each other.
Then, the music got to the fast-paced part. Spike started off by jump-kicking Roger in the stomach. It connected, but it wasn't as hard as Spike wanted it to be. Just as Spike landed, Roger punched at the dragon's jaw. Spike dodged it just before it struck.
"C'mon then!" He cried, there were a few more tears streaming down his face.
"Get over it!" Roger shouted. "She's not dead! Just look at her!" Spike looked at her motionless body.
"I don't believe you! You're just staying that to make me feel better so you can have an advantage to me!"
"Just listen to me, for fu*ks sake!"
"BUCK YOU!"
Spike jumped high into the air and dived down towards Roger. Roger tried to figure out where he was going to land and try and intercept it. Spike was going to land straight on the human's head. Just before he landed, Roger grabbed him by the arms, spun around a couple of times and threw him towards the tree house. The dragon bounced off the tree by using his legs, landed perfectly on the ground, and dashed off towards the human, breathing heavily and angrily. The dragon gave a battle cry as he charged towards Roger. This woke Twilight up.
"W-what's going on?" She whispered, but the fighters didn't hear her. She looked up and saw that Spike had his arms around Roger's neck, both of them screaming furiously. "Spike! What are you doing?!" Spike and Roger stopped roaring at each other and looked towards the unicorn. The music had also stopped. "You two have some explaining to do!" Twilight scowled at them.
Spike jumped off Roger and ran towards Twilight, tears pouring down his face. Twilight gasped in shock. Once the dragon got to her, he grabbed her and cuddled her as hard as he could. "I... I thought you were... were..."
"It's a long story," Roger gulped. "Can we talk about it inside? It'll be embarrassing to be out here while you tell me off."
"Yes, I agree with you... for once." Twilight said and they walked inside the tree house, Spike still hugging Twilight with tears down his face.
Another One Done! I'm Starting To Get The Hang Of This IPod Notes Method. Don't Hate Me For The Chapter Title. I Had No Idea What To Call It =P Also, I Really Hope You Like The Idea Of Having Music In This Story. I Feel It Boosts The Mood. Also, Do You Want Me To Have The Characters React To The Background Music? I Find It Entertaining. But If You Don't Like It, I Promise I Will Stop Doing It. I Pinkie Promise! Cross My Heart And Hope To Fly, Stick A Cupcake In My Eye! =D Stay Tuned For The Next One! =)
