//------------------------------// // Chapter 4 // Story: Kydo & Slick // by Slick Dash //------------------------------// -4- The concert was over, everypony was leaving the field finally but the friendship gang stayed behind. They all swooned over how the concert had been, Pinkie pie –unbelievably- was so tired that she actually lay down and only spoke sparingly. And now that the music had stopped Fluttershy was returning to for composed and quiet self. She scratched shyly at her bracelets that now looked silly to her now everything was over. “Don’s be dumb!” shouted a horse voiced Rainbow Dash, “You were awesome! I’ve never seen anypony go that crazy! It was the coolest thing you’ve ever done Fluttershy!” “Oh...well thank you... I guess” “And Rarity! We all saw you and that drummer hitting it off” dash exclaimed talking to the bedraggled white unicorn. “Now don’t be silly Rainbow dash! We couldn’t have ‘hit’ it off because neither of us have even spoken to one another!” she closed her eyes and turned her nose up and away. Leaving the others shocked at her cold attitude. Then she proceeded to peek out of one eye, and squeal at them all, “But he looked at me! Did you see? He was totally dazzled by my radiance!” Dash laughed “Well, you can have that drummer, he’s cute and all. But the singer! Now he’s cool! He totally noticed me tonight!” she boasted proudly. All the other ponies around her agreed, all giggling at the thought of their friends having a chance with big shot musicians. At this Big Mac piped up, “Now listen here girls, you may all be thinking that their life is something that everypony wants, and that they themselves are summit pretty darn special”- “Uuuhhhh that’s ‘cos THEY ARE!” interrupted Rainbow dash. “They may be a lot o’ things but special aint one o’ them.” He looked at Dash, unsure what he should say. “You girls just don’t want nothing to do with those over sized colts! They are just a bunch of posing little-” Big Mac heard movement behind him, the curtain had been re-hung at the end of the concert, but now somepony was lifting it up to come down the steps. “Oh don’t mind me, please continue. I’ve always preferred an honest opinion instead of a pandering fan.” Said a soft, cool and slightly arrogant voice. Big Mac turned, but before he could say anything. All 6 of the girls let out a small squeal, and ran in-between the two stallions as they surged to meet the fast emerging singer of the ‘Sky Ravens.’ “Yes, yes, hello girls” he said with a warm smile, then once they had calmed down he looked back up at Mac, “You were saying?” he asked, though spoken quietly, it was evidently a challenge to the stallion. “Naaawww shucks! Big Mac didn’t mean that stuff he was saying,” excused Applejack, “He’s just looking out for us is all.” She looked back and smiled at her big brother. “Yes” said the singer, never breaking eye contact with the earth buck. “anypony would be sooooo lucky to have a big brother to look out for them like he does for you.” He smiled sarcastically, which went unnoticed by the girls, but not by Big Macintosh. “Yeah, well somepony has to look out for all of them, they only got each other, none of’em have bigger brothers, that they can rely on to be here.” At that the singer’s eyes flared with rage, but quickly quelling his anger, he smiled and commented with, “Well, how gallant of you.” Then turning back he yelled “Hey! DIRT! Get out here!” more movement behind the curtain followed. And with Rarity’s delight the curtain was lifted by blue tinted magic, and the unicorn drummer slowly came down the steps as well. “Yes Kydo, what is it.” He sighed, never opening his eyes. “Well if you looked who’s here you never know.” The smiling Pegasus purred, “You might even break out a smile!” opening his eyes, the blue stallion saw his band member surrounded by common ponies. He always had a soft spot for the fans, as he looked at each of their faces, he froze. His eyes met Rarity’s and his, cold demeanour melted into a nervous, but warm smile. He ruffled the back of his mane as absent mindedly as he approached the white pony, all ponies looked on with baited breath. Rarity stood as tall as she could, she flicked back her hair as the stallion approached and fluttered her eyes at him, he blushed slightly as she did. Every pony seemed transfixed on the two, except for the apparent ‘Kydo’ who took the moment of distraction to look at the little Filly in front of him. She was occupied with the meeting of Rarity and ‘Dirt’ to take any notice of him. She had been wearing make up that matched the bands image, and she was wearing one of their shirts. This surprisingly trouble the Pegasus stallion as he looked. She was a lot bigger, but she still had that defiant arrogant air about her. He shook his head. Moving away, he slowly came up behind Big Macintosh. Leaning close to his ear he whispered to him, “Well while their distracted. What say me and you catch up?” he turned and moved off towards the side of the stage. Big Macintosh was torn, he needed to ensure what was going on really was! But at the same time he couldn’t leave the girls alone with this stallion. Then again he was so transfixed by Mrs Rarity he probably wouldn’t even take any notice of the other girls. “So why would such a handsome young colt like you be called such a horrible name like ‘Dirt’?” Rarity enquired, pushing up against the stallions forelegs as she did. “UUhhh...” he coughed “Ahhhem, well it’s more for the bands image really, I’m not too fond of it. But it helps the others so I don’t truly mind.” The stallion carried on talking, and so Big Macintosh moved away and followed the strange Kydo round the side of the stage. “Enjoy the show Big Mac?” he asked as the earth stallion rounded the corner and left the earshot of the Phillies still surrounding Dirt, still telling his stories. “You know darn well that’s not what I’m here to talk about!” Big Mac glared at the Pegasus. “So?” “So what?” the black beast sighed, looking at his hoof outstretched in front of him cockily. “When were you planning on telling me? Telling Dash?” “Well this is my way telling you old friend, what better way to make an entrance than with a full scale rock concert?” he winked. “Now you were never the one to show off, you always left that to her.” Big Mac gestured in the direction of Rainbow Dash wildly, his temper slowly rising. “So I know that was a load of malarkey, what’s the truth?” “That is the truth Mac, I sent you the invitation didn’t I? I WANTED you to come and see it was me, Dash was too young when I was here. She’d never remember from instinct like you did tonight. In fact, I bet you recognised me the second I came on stage.” “Id recognize you anywhere, even with that stupid get up and all that black paint.” “Paint? Oh dear, dear Big Mac. This isn’t any paint. This IS my coat.” He gestured to his whole body with a sweeping hoof. Big Mac frowned at that comment. “Well it dang well aint what it used to be!” “That doesn’t mean it has to be paint old friend. People can change you know” “YOU’RE DANG RIGHT!” Mac suddenly bellowed. “PONIES CAN CHANGE, LIKE ONE OF THE KINDEST COLTS IVE EVER KNOWN ABANDONIN’ HIS SISTER TO FEND FOR HERSELF!” the outburst was completely out of character for the red work horse, and it even shocked Kydo slightly. But yet again he composed himself quickly, almost as though someone else was taking over. “Know Macintosh” he hissed, “Why would I come back to care for the little filly that killed me?” Big Macintosh looked like he had been hit with a ton of bricks. “You don’t believe that.” He whispered horrified. The Pegasus spun and beat his wings lightning fast, he soared through the air and began circling Big Mac like a vulture. “Oh but big Mac, I don’t believe it. I know it. So unless you can tell me anyone else who can make this ‘Sonic rain-boom’” the Pegasus quoted the name sarcastically. “Then I’m sorry but my little Dash is a murderer.” He suddenly swooped in and hung in the air, his hoofs under his chin in a mockingly innocent pose. “Tell me, did little kiddo cry when she found out? Did she ball her pink eyes out for days? I really hope so; it’s the only way any of this would seem fair to me. and if not, no worries. She’ll be crying by the end of tonight. Il make sure of that.” he smiled a toothy grin at the work horse. He opened his mouth to speak again, but before he could utter a word his former friend took a hoof and rammed the Pegasus out of the air and straight into the dirt floor. The black and red Buck struggled to stand with the weight still pushed into his back, pinning him down. “Now you listen to me! That’s your sister out there and she... she has been DYING on the inside every day for the last ten years of her life. And it’s all because you decided to go play dress up with a bunch of ... posing... pony... pretty boys!” Kydo struggled violently to shift the hoof in his back, but Big Macintosh pushed harder, causing the Pegasus to yelp in pain. “SLICK! THIS ISN’T YOU!” “Uuuhhh bro? What are yah doing?” It was Applejack. She had grown tired of the windbag drummer’s stories quicker than the other ponies. So she had turned away to find her brother and the singer missing. Now she stood and saw a sight she couldn’t believe. Her brother seemed to be attacking the Pegasus known as Kydo for no reason. As she looked on, the Pegasus caught Big Mac’s eye. And with a wicked grin, he suddenly began to moan and whimper. Suddenly his struggles grew weaker. “Big Mac! Let go o’ him! You’re hurting the poor sugar cube!” Applejack roared and ran over to push her brother away. She then proceeded to help the dark coloured stallion back to his hooves. Big Mac was unable to speak, he just gawked at the sight of his sister helping this downright evil pony back up from the ground. “But...” his ears flattened with sorrow, as his sister turned on him and began to yell at her older brother. Over the top of her hat covered head he saw Kydo -or Slick- smile one last time, before turning the corner and heading back to the stage. The Pegasus looked over at the little group of Phillies, Dirt had obviously had enough for the night. He had turned away and was approaching Kydo and the stage, the little ponies, were now looking around questioningly for their two missing friends. “So? Did you get that talk you were hoping for?” the blue unicorn asked in a bored tone. “I really do hope so, I don’t think I can spend another minute acting like I actually care about these common...” he shuddered, “Country folk!” “Don’t worry, if I know Big Mac, and I do. He’s gonna do exactly as we hope.” “YOU hope you mean, I told you this is a favour not an actual goal of mine Kydo” he began walking up the stairs. He pulled the curtain up with his horns magical glow, and kept it held for his band mate. As the red and black creature stood there, he took one last look at ‘little Dash’ who saw him looking and waved energetically to him. The Pegasus chuckled to himself, and without an acknowledgment of the Phillies existence. The Pegasus retreated to the covered stage. ..................................................................