//------------------------------// // The Assistant: Missing // Story: The Assistant // by gamemaster36 //------------------------------// Hello all, many, and in some cases, a few! I finally got over most of my writers block, (Plus miscellaneous life things) and I actually have something written! Now, I have decided to change how I am going to write these. I am going to probably just have small chapters instead of very long ones, but there will still be long ones when I get enough time and/or have lots of ideas because most of this series is improvisational with a goal. So, not much is changing except shorter chapters at quick one to two week intervals! TL;DR: WRITING SHORT FASTER! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The once disheveled bed from the scared mares hiding is now perfectly made and completely vacant. I quickly ran over to it and began searching. I ran my hand quickly over the beds covers. Strangely…. there is no sign of anyone being around the bed. The recently thrown covers and strewn sheets are now neatly placed on the bed and completely clean. No fur, no hair, no anything. “Alright… now it’s getting stranger….” I get down on my knees and peak under the beds wooden frame. No sign of her. “Dimmit!” I get back up and look around the room. I begin to realize that this is not the same room as I remember it being. Books I remember being in certain areas were moved from Twilight’s shelves and cabinet. I run over and back down the stairs. As I curved around the bottom steps, I noticed a bunch of things wrong with Twilight’s room. Books that I moved and toppled over were now missing. The pile of books that were a result of Twilight being flung into the shelf were now gone as well. The room felt completely abandoned. The only things remaining were the floor rug and cabinet. My mind was completely at loss of thought. Millions of scenarios raced through, each worse than the last. “She ran off! With her books!? No! She got kidnapped by someone! And the books!? No! Sh-She…. Sh…..” My mind came to a screeching halt. A low buzzing that soon became a full on ring filled my head. “…..No……. no, no, no, no, NO, NO, NO!!!” I clasp my hands to my hair and fall to my knees. The thought was so unbearable, that my whole mind shut down. All thought and reason was getting swept away by something I thought would never happen. The worst possible thing that could happen to someone like me. I was….. attached…… I burst through the libraries door, sending the bottom half flying off the hinge and slamming the top part against the outer wall of the tree. My panic was met with a couple ponies glaring eyes. I was too occupied with my own problems to care. I quickly scanned the ponies around the library. I lock onto the always chipper Roseluck. I tried my best to hide my panic as I walk over to her stand, as she didn’t see my burst out of the library. “R-Rose!” She glanced over, happy as always. I envied her for it. Perhaps that’s why I always helped her first every day. “Hello Assistant! You need some more flowers for that “thing?”” I sigh as I rub my face a little. Out of the corner of my eye, I see a couple ponies, Bon Bon and Lyra I believe, begin whispering as they heard that. I lean in a little to Roseluck. “You know I only ask for flowers at a “certain” time!?” I say as quiet as I can. “Oh, okay. So what do you need?” She smiles and tilts her head in preparation for a response. “Have you seen Twilight?” She draws her head back up and losses her smile. “Twilight?” “Yeah! Twilight! Have you seen her?” She begins shaking her head. “I don’t know who that is. Is she new to town? Pinkie usually has a party…........” I was completely struck with shock. I had no idea what to think. I leaned back away from Rose and started trailing off as she continued talking. “Oh no…. this could be even wors… wait….” I snapped out of my stupor and back into sense. Roseluck was still going on about something. “….. I don’t see why she didn’t invite me last time. Just one drink, that all I had!” “Did you say you still know Pinkie? As in Pinkie Pie!?” “Uh, yeah! Why, did she not invite you to?” “Uh, I need to go.” I begin to walk away. “Oh! And before I go…” I stop and turn back to her. “Save about 24 of those Daturas over there!” I say as I quickly point. She nods and looks over to the flowers as I turn back around. I begin to transport to the bakery before I hear what Roseluck has to say. “Tell Pinkie I’m sorry about the “punch” incident! She’ll know what you’re talking about!” I try to remember that, though I don’t think I even should know.