Author's note: Dude, I didn't mean for this to happen.
Well, that's how all my fan fics work, really. I start with one idea, and then when I type it it changes completely. Oh well. So, this chapter is kinda short, because I typed it up in just a little bit of time. The reason behind this being that since my laptop is being held captive by my father I have to use my mum's. And, well, it was supposed to be back in her room two hours ago. Whoops. It's okay, though, she's already given me the "you never listen and it disapoints me" speech yeaterday, and it would just be tacky if she reused it.
Warnings: Bad writing. And langauge (milder than last chapter, though), and very, very slight violence.
Pairings: None.
Disclaimer: I'm lame and don't own anything. Thanks for reminding me.
There were pounding footsteps in the hall.
"Fuck," Rainbow Dash said under her breath.
"Agreed," Fluttershy mumbled.
"We're gonna die. We're gonners. Hey, anyone wanna help me dig mah grave right here? I thought maybe this place in the living room would be nice," Applejack announced.
Rarity sighed. "I wish I could have had a bit more time to fix my hair. It would be nice to die with glamour."
"Guys, why are we giving up so soon, we could make a plan, and-" Twilight started, but was cut off by the door being thrown open. She squeezed her eyes shut, but when she opened them there was a masked man on the ground, and Pinkie Pie stood over him with the shower rod and a large grin on her face.
"Aren't you proud of me?" She giggled a little.
"Is he dead?," Rainbow asked, getting straight to the point.
Applejack kicked him a little, and he groaned softly. "Nope."
"Ooh, goodie! Well, I'll just take him in for questioning! I saw that once on TV! I'll be back in a minute!" Pinkie Pie grabbed the man by his scruffy hair and dragged him, crawling, to the bathroom.
"The gal can hardly walk straight yet she can knock out a stallion. Is everypony okay?"
"Uh, AJ, I don't think that's right. We're humans now, so that guy was a 'man,' and you should have said 'is everybody' or 'everyone' okay," Twilight corrected.
"Oh, little miss know it all is 'so confident' in this situation. Geez, Twi, we were ambushed!" Rainbow Dash was pacing the room.
"What do you think Pinkie Pie's doing in there?," Fluttershy asked, sitting on the floor next to the broken window.
"To be honest, I don't want to know. Now, we should get rid of this broken glass…." Applejack started picking the pieces up when Fluttershy placed a hand lightly on her wrist, effectively stopping her.
"They might be useful. He said this was our first clue, which mean this might happen again."
"Pint sized is right, we'll take whatever weapons we got."
"Rainbow, you do realize she's not that much shorter than you, right? Plus, it's whatever weapons we 'have,' not 'got.'"
"Ooh, little miss perfect grammar Twilight strikes again!"
Twilight was about to rebuttal when screams were heard from the bathroom. They were followed with a bout of maniacal laughter and some muffled conversation.
Rainbow Dash's eyes grew wide. "What the fuck, guys." She backed up into Applejack, who didn't push her away as quickly as she normally would have.
"Guys, I've realized something. Usually I wouldn't tell you and would wait for you to figure it out on your own, but, well, doesn't look like that'll happen any time soon," Rarity said, flipping her dark hair over her shoulder.
"Yes, your highness?" Rainbow asked, rolling her eyes.
"Well, Twilight's been correcting everyone even more than usual, and Pinkie Pie has gone completely insane, and, as we can all see, you have been giving everyone more sass than usual."
"Maybe I'm just freaked out because I'm a fucking human, with fucking legs, and fucking fingers, and shit! Is no one else here worried about this?" Rainbow Dash screamed, pulling at her multi-coloured hair.
"Guys, I think Rarity might be onto something. By the way Rainbow, you just implied that you're main function as a human not only is sexual intercourse, but your legs and fingers are used for it, too. I really don't think 'fucking' means what you think it mean. Oh my," Twilight said, putting two fingers over her mouth. "There I go again with the corrections. Anyways, Dash might also have a point, too. I'd have to look more into it to figure out whether it's stress induced or if it's some weird effect. I did notice Flutter's been quieter than usual, and, Rarity, you are acting a bit more 'high-end,' I mean with the way you talked to Discord, and such….But what's going on with Applejack?"
Rarity shrugged. "Maybe she's just special….Obviously not as special as me, though, because Discord favoures me."
"Actually, he said Pinkie was his favourite," Rainbow Dash reminded her.
"But he obviously likes me more."
"Of course you'd say that, princess. I'm sorry, should I go polish your crown? Are you the new Celestia? More like Luna, if you ask me."
"Hey!, Rainbow Dash! You know Luna changed her ways!" Twilight barked.
"Anypony else want to worry about what's going on in that bathroom, or would y'all rather argue over pointless matters?" Applejack asked, an exasperated glint in her eye.
"AJ's right, we should check up on them," Twilight said, moving toward the bathroom and opening the door.
"Is he….dead?" Twilight asked from the door way.
"I sure hope so," Pinkie Pie answered with a smile, sucking on her blood stained fingers. She was covered with a surprising lack of blood, with spots only on her right arm and leg, and was sitting on the man in the bathtub.
"I was hoping to get a swipe at him," Rainbow sighed.
"I was hoping to ask him where he was sent from," Twilight admitted.
"I was hoping not to throw up today," Rarity added, walking to the toilet and expelling the contents of her stomach into it. Fluttershy had run back into the living room, coughing violently into Applejack's shoulder.
"Guys, we should move the body, or we might have more than one person heaving," Applejack said, running her fingers through Fluttershy's hair in what she hoped was a soothing manner.
"Well, on the bright side, I got him to say some nifty-wifty things," Pinkie said.
"Really, what?"
"He said that the first clue is that there is no clue. He said Discord wouldn't send us here if he planned on just sending us back. So I asked him how to get home, and he said: 'well, you'll just have to hunt the boss down and ask for answers,'" Pinkie mocked in a deep voice. "The weird thing was, though, that he never specifically said who his boss was, like he didn't know. He also kinda made it seem like there was more than one."
"Well, that's actually really helpful. Thank you, Pinkie," Twilight said. Her words were calm, but her wide-eyes gave away her fear.
"Uh, Well, I guess I can help Pinkie get rid of the body. There's probably a dumpster outside. I just don't want it in here anymore. Here, Twi, can you take care of Flutter?" Applejack said, releasing the smaller girl to Twilight's care. She then walked over to the tub, helping Pinkie to stand. "I'll take the guy's arms if you take his feet, okay? I'll walk backwards, and you walk forwards, we'll bring him on downstairs and get rid of him, okay?"
"Okie dokie lokie," Pinkie said, grabbing the man's feet and following Applejack.
Pinkie Pie stumbled multiple times on the stairs, even while holding both the body's feet with one hand and using the other the support herself against the wall.
"Okay there, Pink?"
"Yeah, yeah, wow, I really don't like stairs," she panted.
"Nearly there," Applejack said with a calming smile. They walked down the last step, and quickly found the dumpster.
"That'll be ten dollars," a man said, standing next to the dumpster.
"What'll be ten dollars?" AJ asked.
"My silence. You see, I could call the cops, or I could stay quiet for a low fee of ten dollars."
"Well, mister, I'm sorry, but we don't have ten dollars. We don't even have one dollar," Applejack said, trying to turn and leave, but the man grabbed her shoulder.
"There are other ways of paying," he said, a small smirk on his face.
"Like what?" Pinkie asked.
"Well, you see,-"
"Come on, Pinkie, we're out of here," Applejack interrupted.
"I'll expect payment by next week!" the man shouted after them. "Remember, I know where you live."
"Oh lookie, and elevator! Wish I saw that earlier," Pinkie said, jumping then losing her balance. Applejack helped her back to her feet. They got in, and Pinkie sat on the hand raining.
"Hey, Applejack, what did that man mean by 'other ways of paying'?"
"He was going to rape you Pinkie. I don't like this neighborhood, not at all."
"Maybe he wouldn't have raped me. Maybe he would have raped you."
"That wouldn't have happened," Applejack said sternly.
The elevator stopped on the third floor, and as the doors were opening Pinkie Pie put her right arm behind her back, and crossed her left leg over her right one, so all her blood spots were covered up.
Two young men walked in, and one smiled at her. "Hey, are you two new here?" he asked.
"Yepsy-pepsi," Pinkie responded, smiling cheerfully.
"That's so cute. My name's Eric, and this here's Justin," the boy's friend waved a little. "We could show you around some time. I could also tell you when all the good parties happen, like we just came back from a wicked sick one on the third floor."
"Party? I love parites! So, my name's Pinkie Pie, and my friend is AJ, but she's being a major sourpuss right now." Applejack had her arms crossed in front of her chest.
"So Pinkie, you like parties? Well, we're having one tonight. It's officially at nineish, but you can come a little early, if you want. By the way, sweet name. It suits you."
"Thanks," Pinkie said. "Oh, and can my other friends come to your party, too?"
"Depends. Are they of cute as you?"
"Of course!"
"Do they all live in this apartment complex?"
"Yup, all six of us share an apartment."
"Sounds cozy," he said. The elevator stopped on the eighth floor, and, before the two boys got out, Eric took Pinkie's right arm and wrote room 412 in sharpie on her wrist. "Be there," he said with a smile.
"You're not allowed to go to that party," Applejack said as the doors closed.
Author's Note #2: Applejack is such a kill joy sometimes XD So, I recently found the song Discord by Eurobeat Brony, and was extremely happy because I can apply it to my fan fic. Yayness! So, I kind of have a plot twist for this fic, but I doubt I'll add it, because nothing ever goes acourding to plan when I write. Whatever, what happens happens.
So, last chapter I begged dearly for reviews. And got one. From the chick I dedicated the chapter to and actully sent her a P.M. asking her to please review since I wrote it 'for her.' (I mean, I wrote it up then offered to write it for her. It's the thought that counts, right? It's still hers, she can own it, or whatever.) So, anyways, I won't beg this time. I'll just ask nicely.
So please review? It'll make my dull life happy. And will make it easier for me to face my father and ask for my laptop back. (He's currently claiming it's broken, but if I could at least see it then I could fix it. I miss my baby :'( ) (Wow, that was the most uncreepy 'please review' thing I think I've ever written...It just made me sad...Next time I'm going back to being creepy, because this is just weird.)