//------------------------------// // Well this took awhile. // Story: Bucking Bronies // by Kiwi-Brony //------------------------------// I got groans and moans from the group. “Do we have to?” Chris asked, pouting a little. “What are you guys, five?” I shook my head. “It was only a suggestion. . .besides we have a big day tomorrow.” They all just looked at me, a sort of puppy dog look coming from them, now I can resist the puppy dog look, but when four humans and four ponies do it at you, you kinda lose focus. “Fine.” There were whoops and cheers. “Just remember that I will be a bloody task master tomorrow!” The cheers stopped and I gave a sly grin. “Have a good night everybody.” With that I left the room, leaving them to do what ever they want, frankly I felt drained, I needed rest and maybe a shower. I got to my room and started looking for some towels. As I looked for them I turned the T.V. on for background noise. I found a towel and held it up in victory, then after my little victory pose I turned to go to the bathroom but the T.V. caught my eye. Turning up the volume I sat at the end of my bed. “. . .two guards are in critical condition after an attempted terrorist attack at 11:30 this morning at JFK international, while there were no other casualties or damage the airport has been shut down until further notice. Pervus Corp security officers were there to help restore order and some witness' report that they were involved with stopping the plot. While two suspects have been apprehended, two have escaped, names unknown. The FBI asks that the public please look out for an Australian man and a German woman. . .” I dropped the remote and stared at the T.V. Screen. My mind was quiet and my heart was thudding. The report had been playing since the incident, and the clip of Alex and I played over and over again with little tid bits of information appearing on the bottom of the screen. I sat there in silence before finally screaming out. “FUCK!!!” Obviously I was heard because Micheal and Chris ran in. “What What What?” Micheal said breathing heavily. They were followed by the others, I then pointed to the screen when everyone was in my room. “Alex and I are now wanted terrorists.” I grunted. Everyone stared at the screen while most of the humans had their jaw on the floor. Alex just stared at the screen. “Oooh father's not going to be pleased.” “Is that bad?” Pinkie asked. “It's not good.” I said, my sarcasm returning with a vengence. “There must be something we can do.” Sara said, shaking off the shock. “There is not much we can do!” I said, the anger barely being held back. I started to think of what they did to suspected terrorists here, no trials, no questions asked, you were just sent away and left to rot in some far off prison. What good are human rights when the most 'powerful' country in the world ignores the basics. Perhaps I was over-thinking and exaggerating this but none the less I started to shake. I was so angry but deep down I knew, that anger was coming from my fear. Chris must of noticed me shaking because he took my hand. I grasped it firmly. . .but I couldn't bring myself to look at him. The hands of fate or whatever were working against us. Perhaps it wasn't too late to quit and go home, live a quiet and simple life hiding in the bush of New Zealand. . .no one would ever find me. But then, could I forgive myself for abandoning the guys and the ponies? I looked to Alex, aside from her comment she seemed earily calm, she just stared at the T.V. Taking in the information. I decided the best thing for me to do is to calm down, so I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. I let go of Chris' hand and started to think, after about five minutes of silence I spoke. “Looks like we will have to be extra careful from now on.” I looked at the group and tried my best to smile. “You guys weren't mentioned so you have free reign.” “But what about tomorrow?” Micheal asked. “We need to find their base.” “Perhaps. . .” Alex began. “You guys can locate their base during the day, while Thomas and I scout their base during the night.” “Actually that could work.” Chris said. “We just need to make sure that you two are properly disguised.” “Disguised?” I looked at Chris. “Yeah!” Pinkie said, jumping in front of me. “We can dress you up!” “I don't like where this is going.” I said, swallowing a little. - - - Alex and I sat in her bedroom, waiting for Pinkie and the others to be done with our disguises, I had heard Rainbow Dash and Applejack argue a few times and Twilight get frustrated with something. Pinkie had wanted our disguises a surprise and really, I didn't want to refuse. Our time in the bedroom was rather silent, Alex had been quiet since I had met her. I gazed at her and then looked at the mirror. I was getting rather bored and so I decided to socialise. “So Alex. . .where are you from?” “Hamburg.” Silence took hold again before I cleared my throat. “That's. . .nice, I'm from Christchurch, the one in New Zealand, not England.” “. . .” “Err, I was born in Wellington though. . .” My eyes shifted from her to the door. Another silence fell on the room making everything awkward and uncomfortable. Reminded me of that time with my mother, the day I came out to her infact. The last day I saw her. I shook my head and refused to go down that path. Then I noticed that Alex was staring at me. “You ok?” She said. “Excuse me?” “Are you ok? You seemed to be shaking your head a lot.” “It's a trick I learned to get rid of memories I don't like.” “Why?” “Because I don't like them.” “You repress them?” “For lack of a better word, yes.” “Isn't that bad?” I smiled a little. “Maybe. . .but I don't think I can handle the experience twice.” She stared at me more intensely. “Could you teach me?” “To repress memories?” She nodded. “Why?” “Because it hurts.” She placed a hand on her chest. I was about to say something when the door flew open and Pinkie rolled in. “They're done!” She smiled brightly then looked between the two of us. She then took Alex's hand and dragged her out the door, I followed closely. She took us to Chris' room and lead us through until we stood outside the bathroom. “Your disguises are in there.” She said hoping in one place. I looked at Pinkie then Alex. “Well it's now or never.” I opened the door and turned on the light. On a towel rack on the far wall of the bathroom hung two sets of black robes. I walked over and gave them a look over. Nothing extraordinary about them, no little patterns or anything, just ordinary black robes. “It took you almost two hours to come up with this?” I said looking at Pinkie. “Hey. . .it's not my fault, I wanted to get you guys a chicken suit.” She said with a shrug. I suddenly had a new found love for the robes and took one off the rack. When I put it on I was pleasently surprised to find it fitted perfectly. “So where did you get these?” Pinkie smiled her Pinkie Pie smile. “Chris made them!” “What?” I looked at the robe closely and saw that it had been made from different materials. I breifly wondered where he got it all from but thought it was best to leave it be. “I didn't know he could do this.” “He has skills.” Alex said slipping on her robe. “These will do nicely for our mission.” “They even have hoods.” Chris said walking into the bathroom. “Hey Chris. Where are the others?” Alex said waving a little. “Well Sara and Micheal are asleep, Twilight is showing Rainbow Dash and Applejack the power of the internet. . .” “. . .and I'm here!” Pinkie shouted. “Since when could you sow?” I asked, still examining the robe. “What? Oh! Right, it has been a sort of passion of mine since I learned at intermediate.” “Really now?” I chuckled. “Guess you learn something new everyday.” I noticed that Chris' face turned a light shade of red, and I felt my stomach turn. I looked away from Chris only to find Pinkie staring at me with a look of concern on her face. I mouthed the word 'what' to her before she shook her head. Alex and I had folded the robes up and put them away for tomorrow night, despite the danger I couldn't help but feel a child like excitement about sneaking around and spying on our new found enemy. Alex, Chris, Pinkie and I began a conversation about other potential disguises. Pinkie brought up the chicken suit again and I had to ask what that was about, Chris filled me in on her 'Nightmare Night' costume. I asked about nightmare night and got a full explanation about it from Pinkie and Chris. I was surprised about the amount of information that I had been given. It made me realise how much Chris loved this show. The conversation started to evolve from nightmare night to this 'Princess Luna' when we heard a scream. I decided that too much drama had taken place but was dragged along anyway. We walked into Micheal and Sara's room and noticed that Twilight was on the couch in the fetal postion shaking like a leaf. Rainbow Dash and Applejack were talking to her, trying to get her to come out of her shock. Micheal was at the nearby computer clicking things away. “What happened?” Chris asked. “Little miss genius here dared Twilight to look up human courtship.” Applejack said glarring at Rainbow Dash. “Hey how was I surposed to know she would actually do it!?” Rainbow Dash growled. “So what did she see?” I said trying to hide a smile, holding down my laughter with all my willpower. “I dunno.” Rainbow Dash shrugged. “What do you mean you 'dunno', you must have been standing next to her.” “I was distracted.” She huffed. “What about you Applejack.” “I got myself a drink of water.” Applejack said pointing to a cup on the nearby coffee table. Chris and Pinkie went to help with Twilight while I decided to see what Micheal was trying to do. “How bad was the stuff.” I asked. “To me it was nothing, to a pony it was probably everything.” He said trying to click away pesky adult ads before shutting down all the sites. “Whoa. . .what is he doing to. . .with the. . .thats not normal.” Micheal laughed. “This stuff is so soft core! Man you got to watch what I watch. . .” “I'd rather not, thank you.” I tilted my head to get a better view of the picture. “It's a good thing this didn't pop up until after Twilight became like this.” “What do you mean?” “Well I came out here and found Twilight on the couch. . .this is what I found.” He brought up another site, it had a pink and black background and on the front was a picture of two naked women kissing. “Sooo. . .she over reacted to two girls kissing?” “Maybe. . .perhaps it's the nudity.” Micheal said looking back at Twilight. “What?” “Well you know, naked people.” “But she's a pony. . .” “So?” “She's always naked.” Micheal smiled. “Well not all the time.” “What do you mean?” He just gave me a grin then closed all the tabs before going to you-tube. He started to type in something, he got in my way so I couldn't see. “What the hell are you doing?” He moved so I could see the screen, music started to blare from the speakers. The title of the song was 'At the Gala'. All the ponies stopped, even Twilight seemed to pause. “Wait this is the. . .” Applejack began. “Song we sang at the. . .” Rainbow Dash continued. “Grand Galloping. . .” Pinkie said. “. . .Gala.” Twilight finished. “Oh look at that, you've cured Twilight.” I looked at the screen. “So I assume the yellow pegasus and white unicorn are our missing ponies?” Micheal nodded. “Yep.” “Hmm, interesting.” I turned around and then raised a brow. “Now question time, why are you so freaked out about naked pictures. . .is it stupid to ask about if you have porn or not where you come from?” All I got was silence before finally Twilight spoke up. “Those were females correct?” “Female humans. . .yes.” “I guessed as much. . .I've just never seen anything so. . .revealing before.” “You're naked all the time.” “Yes but you wear clothing all the time, ponies. . .” She paused trying to find the right words.”We have ways to make ourselves decent.” “Yeah, like putting our tails in just the right spot!” Pinkie said getting into the conversation. I looked at the ponies, it was weird to talk about these things but none the less fascinating. For all intents and purposes I was talking to aliens, with different ideals and a very different culture. “I see. . .well point taken, but whats wrong with two females getting intimate?” “N-Nothing!” Twilight said, it sounded almost defensive. “There is nothing wrong with it, it was just unexpected, that's all.” “You were in the fetal postion. . .that's not a normal reaction.” “Your bodies are so weird.” Twilight rebutted. “It is shocking to see it in it's base form.” She folded her fore legs. “No fur at all!” I didn't know how to respond to this, I guess it made sense that we were really weird to her. According to the others no humans live in Equestria however plenty of ponies and horses occupied earth. I took a breath and smiled. “Yeah, I guess your right, though next time you look up human courtship note that we have different ways of. . .courting. That was weird to say.” “I don't think she should look up anything to do with human courtship.” Chris said folding his arms. “Why not. . .it is good to have curiosity.” I said with a grin. “Curiosity killed the cat.” “We're not cats. . .we're ponies.” Pinkie said. “She's right, their not cats.” I nodded in agreement. “Don't be an arse.” I smiled and looked at Pinkie, who grinned back at me. She then dragged me away to help her with something. “Oh that's not good.” Chris said looking between Pinkie and I. “What isn't?” Micheal asked still fiddling with the computer. “Tom and Pinkie are becoming good friends.” Micheal just laughed and shook his head. “I think it's great. . .” “You do?” Chris raised a brow. “Yep, you know how much it takes for Tom to get to open up. It took Pinkie a few hours.” “Your right.” Chris looked over at me. He then looked down and sighed. “Something wrong?” Micheal asked. “N-No. . .I'm tired, thats all.” Chris smiled a bit. “Good night guys.” “Oh? Your going to bed?” I asked coming back over to the guys. “Yeah, we got a big day tomorrow you know.” He gave a nod before walking away. “Good night.” “Good night.” Micheal said with a smile. “Goodnight!” Pinkie said and soon the other ponies joined in. “See you tomorrow.” I watched him leave then sighed. It was then I noticed that Alex wasn't with us anymore. “Where'd she. . .” “She went to talk to Sara.” Pinkie said. “She did?” Micheal said. “Hm. . .well I think I should go to bed too guys.” “Oh. . .goodnight.” “Yeah goodnight.” Micheal turned and left, entering his room. A few moments later Alex exited the room and stared at me. “She is nice.” Alex said. “She is one the nicest people I know.” I stared at Alex. “You have friends back home.” “No.” I blinked and then I heard Twilight gasp. She seemed to be back to normal. “What do you mean, you have no friends?” Twilight said jumping to her feet and walked towards Alex. “I have no friends. . .they all left me.” Alex seemed to shrug. “Left you?” Twilight and I said in unison. “After. . .after my mother passed away, I guess I just didn't want to see them. It was my fault for ignoring them.” She sighed and looked at the door. “I think I will turn in as well. . .” Alex went to leave but Twilight followed her, making Alex turn around. “Yes?” “I am your roomie. . .remember. You and I can also be friends!” Twilght smiled. “This would be a good letter to the Princess when I return!” Alex stared at Twilight then continued to leave. “Come on then.” Pinkie grinned and watched them leave, then looked at me. “You love smiling don't you.” I said looking at her. “It's my thing.” “I gathered that.” I yawned. “Bed does sound like a good idea though.” I looked at Applejack and Rainbow Dash. “Aren't one of you sleeping with Chris?” Applejack looked up. “Oh! I think thats me.” “I don't think it really matters.” Rainbow Dash said. “Well you won't mind then, I am mighty tired.” Rainbow Dash shrugged. “Guess I am on the couch.” She jumped up then lazily floated on to the couch. She put her forlegs behind her head. Applejack said her good nights and went to join Chris, soon after Pinkie and I decided to head to our room. - - - The water poured off Alex's body steadily, the shower was the perfect temperature and the perfect pressure. It was as though she was getting a massage. She started to contemplate the days events, she was now a wanted terrorist, men she didn't even know were after her and she was stuck with a band of people who seemed to be guessing their way through this experience. Though on the flip side, these people seemed to be better funded than what she came here with, they had gathered Twilight and Pinkie and they seemed friendly enough to welcome her to the group. Though they didn't really have a choice. She turned the shower off and started to dry herself off. So many questions had to be answered, like who were Pervus exactly, the suited man and 'pixie' had considerable knowledge on her and Thomas. She wouldn't doubt that they actually manipulated the media to get the public on their side, to make them enemies of the state, but why? They were only young, they were not well connected and she doubted the others had the same type of money or power as 'Malik'. Were these ponies important enough to try and murder herself and her friends. . . She stopped and looked in the mirror. She had just called them friends, she shook her head and called herself an idiot. She only met them today and she knew they wouldn't consider her a friend. She quickly dropped the subject and sighed. Finished in the bathroom she walked out with her towl wrapped around her body. She noticed Twilight was watching T.V and quickly got her clothes on. Having heard Twilight's statement of being a little freaked by the human form she decided it would be best to do it in the bathroom, problem was she forgot to take in her clothes. “You know, I have been watching this news thing for a little while now. They seem to think that I am some sort of weapon.” She didn't look away from the screen. “They said something about a gun being disguised as a plushie.” She finally looked at Alex but quickly turned away when she noticed that she was putting her shirt on. “I. . uhm, wanted to know what is a plushie, better yet what is a gun?” “A plushie?” Alex looked at Twilight. “Plüschartig? It is a soft toy.” “A soft toy. . .is a gun like a, how you say 'plüschartig'?” “No, it is a weapon.” Alex noticed how Twilights face went slighty pale. “A weapon? I am not a weapon!” Twilight stood up. “Hear me news ponies. . .people. . .whatever!” She glared at the T.V screen. “Calm down. . .the spell you used, it was offensive.” Alex tried to continue but was interupted. “It wasn't! It was just a push spell.” Twilight now looked worried. “Oh no! What if they think I am a weapon.” She started to think rapidly, one thought pushed against one then another. There was a banging on the wall. “Do not make me come in there with a cup of water!” Toms voice boomed. Twilight quickly shut up then took a breath. “This has been a really long and stressful trip.” Alex nodded in agreement. After a moment of silence Twilight looked up at Alex. “I forgot to ask, but you don't sound like the others. Where are you from?” “Germany. Where are the others from. . .wait nevermind, I think Thomas said he was from New Zealand.” Twilight nodded. “He is. So is it nice in Germany?” “I think so, good summers, kind winters.” Alex said with a small smile. “We live on a farm, my family and I.” “Oh a farm, I have learned that Ponies are a. . .lesser species. Do you own any?” Twilight asked. “No, we are sheep farmers.” “I see. . .” As the night pressed on Twilight started to ask more questions about Earth and humans, getting a second oppinion. The purple pony kept asking questions and Alex tried to answer as best she could, sometimes having to say she didn't know. She and Twilight almost wasted the entire night talking about everything Alex knew about the human race. Finally looking at the clock Alex decided it was time for some sleep. She got into bed and turned off the lamp next to her bed, Twilight followed suit and got under the blanket snuggling down to a comfortable position. They were soon both sound asleep, resting for the day ahead of them. - - - The Professor walked into the office, it was dark and the only light that could be seen was coming from the window the over-looked the city of New York. A lonely figure was looking outside, examining the world below, a red silhouette. The professor made his way towards the desk at the center of the largely undecorated office, black pillars lined the sides, faces of men at the top of those pillars glared down at the intruder of this inner-sanctum. Without movement the shadow spoke. “Professor. How is progress?” “Progress is coming along nicely, we would require the other elements to proceed further however.” “Leave that to Mr. Robinson and Pixie.” “You have located them master?” “Yes, Donald has been a faithful servant. I was surprised how quickly Lovestone involved himself.” “He has been a nuisance of late.” “No matter, no other family opposes me.” “Nor should they master.” The silhouetted figure turned his head slightly. A smirk on his face. “Speaking of defiance. How is our guest?” “He is still locked up, his powers are being suppressed. “Good.” The shadow pressed his hand against the window and started to concentrate on it, it slowly started to freeze and he let out a dark chuckle. “Tomorrow all that I have planned will come together, and finally I will be at my full potential!” The glass shattered as he punched it, as the air rushed in his suit ruffled and flared. “And no man woman or child will get in my way!”