//------------------------------// // We not out // Story: Pony bound // by Shortcourt //------------------------------// Warning! This chapter has intense violence on both versions! Uncensored I nervously walked to the counter and pushed my body up, reverting to a bi-pedal stance while putting my hooves on the counter for support. “Um, hello.” The woman in front of the counter blinked incredulously.  She obviously is shocked; it’s not every day you see a pony order food from you. Other than that, she retained her composure pretty well, which is a nice break. “Uh, hello, what would you like to order?” she asked while fixing her cap neatly on her head. I mentally sighed, feeling a burden come off my shoulder. Finally, I’m getting business without being ostracized or humiliated. I seem to always have trouble with older people, but younger people are actually intelligible and less judgmental. Why are older people so mean? It seems they through another stage of puberty where they are mad cranky. I turned towards KaiseShawn. “You order first.” KaiseShawn nodded and walked towards the cashier. She emulated my stance and prolonged her already long neck to get a closer view of the menu, scanning it without hesitation. “Would you like the special curly fries?” the woman offered. KaiseShawn scowled. “Please, don’t, don’t offer me anything. I'll tell you what I want. Um, okay, do you have the six-piece nuggets?” She nodded. “Ight, I’m about to go in. Give me the western bacon whopper, the 10 piece chicken tenders,  sweet potato fries and a Small,  a SMALL... chocolate  shake. Oh yeah, add some onion rings. Oh yeah, give me the small seasoned-curlies. I’m trying to watch my figure, so give me a small everything, you feel me?” My pupils dilated. Is this dude- I mean pony serious?  Let me ignore the large order, let me ignore the amount of food she ordered; but let me pay attention to the over abundance of meat! If I can’t eat a few sausage links, then what makes Kaise over here thinks a Jabba the Hutt sized hamburger will fit in her stomach? “Wait! Don’t add that!” I shouted at the woman. She raised an eyebrow, but obliged and moved her hand from the register.   KaiseShawn jerked my shoulders. “What the hell is your problem?” I looked at her with a vexed expression. “Are you dumb? Meat can kill you!“ Her eyebrows contracted. “What are you talking about? I always eat meat!” In the background were different sets of eyes staring at the absurd scene in concession. I face hooved. Crap, my main objective was to not be noticed because let’s face it, I caused enough drama today so why would I want to allocate anymore? Man, I might be the most eminent pony if these conflicts keep happening. “Listen, I had meat the other day and threw up. Do you want that to happen to you?” I whispered. KaiseShawn grimaced. “We are cut from a different fabric, dude, and I know I can eat meat. I had it the other day and…” she paused while down casting her eyes. “I couldn’t digest it…”  “Exactly. No meat for you,” I said while smiling. I gave my attention back to the lady. “I’ll have a salad. It doesn’t matter what type, just make sure no meat is in there,” I said with apathy. I’m not really hungry, but I can’t go without eating. A nice salad would do. The woman took her eyes off me and concentrated on the cash register while she entered my order into the machine. She looked me in the eyes again. “Is that all?” KaiseShawn pouted. “I’ll just have French fries and… what else do you have?” “Maybe you would like the Bk Veggie?” Wow, I didn’t even knew they had veggie burgers here. Man, forget the salad, I think I’ll just go with something more filling. “Sure, I’ll take that and fries. Frappuccino too, please,” KaiseShawn answered. I rolled my eyes. Never did I see some pony so greedy. Wait, did I say some pony? You did. I’ll just pretend I didn’t!          Well, I know I’m not hungry, but  I will be hungry later. Why I could I just add an order of fries and a veggie burger for the hell of it? If I ever do get hungry, I’ll just have to seek some more food. That won’t probably be till dinner because I’m positive this will postpone my  hunger. Not by much, but it works. “Yeah, can I get the same thing?” I said while scanning the menu. I saw the price for the large order of fries and sighed. 1.99 is a pretty great price. I don’t care, but I’m paying for my own food. I have a lot of money for some unknown reason. “That would be 16.2 overall,” she announced. My eyes nearly popped out. Holy crap, how did that come up to… never mind. She added KaiseShawn’s order and mine as well. I‘m surprised KaiseShawn’s order itself didn’t come up to 33, but this price is manageable. I opened my bag and took out my wallet. I sighed as I was reminded of the wallet incident I encountered earlier. I don’t want to ask KaiseShawn to do it and consume more time, but will me struggling to take it out do any better? Grr. “Just take the wallet and take out how much you need,” I muttered while throwing the wallet on the counter. I turned my head away and sighed. I know, it’s weird to do something like that and entrust a stranger with your wallet, but I gave up and it’s not like she is gonna steal anything. Suddenly, I heard a “click” sound. I then saw a small piece of paper being processed by the machine, which was taken immediately after it was done. “Here is your change, ma’am.” “Just put it in my wallet.” She did exactly what I requested and gave me back my wallet. “Thank you very much. And apologies for the inconvenience we caused,” I smiled while dumping everything she handed me in the bag. She chuckled. “You’re welcome. And don’t sweat it, I had worse customers before. I had this couple arguing with me because we didn’t sell alcohol.” Didn’t Mom and Dad tell me a story like that before? My smile slightly faded, but I used the best of my might to keep it up. “That’s... crazy.”  I bumped KaiseShawn and signaled her to follow me off line. When we arrived at a table, I pushed a seat out and sat on it. I dropped my bag on the table to get rid of the extra weight on my shoulders and leaned back into a more comfortable position. I would love to sit pony style, but the chair is too small. I sighed.”Hey, Kaise.” “Hmm?” she hummed while sitting next to me. "I think I want to go home after this..." “Why?” “Because today was too much for me,” I glanced at the ceiling. “I just want to go home and rest a little while. I woke up early in the morning for no reason and  we could have been at your house, but that bus driver snubbed us off like that…” I frowned while remembering his exact words. Kaise eyes fluttered warily. “Word too. Today was crazy, but I want to go home with you.” My lips curled uneasily. “Why? I told you I kinda had a-“ “So what? I’ll just sit on the floor. No worries. Why don’t you want me to come to your house?” KaiseShawn voiced with apprehension, crossing her arms. “It’s not that I don’t want you to come,” I rolled my eyes. “It’s just that… it’s kinda embarrassing and...  I don’t want to talk about this.” “You should really learn to finish your sentences,” KaiseShawn said with a frown. “I know how to finish sentences, I’m just saying… I had second thoughts.  I’m not trying to avoid you, Kaise, but I kinda want to be left alone when I get home,” I said. “I just want to wrap a blanket around myself and sleep…” I shivered. KaiseShawn wrapped her left hoof around my neck. “Shawn… that sounds mad emo. Even for Andy Biersack.  You know that emo shit is so unlike you.” “Well, when you go through what I’m going through,  there is nothing wrong with being emo,” I muttered. “What are you going through exactly?” My eyes narrowed. “Uh, nothing, besides I’m going through what no man should ever go through? What are you going through? You seem to not want to go home for some reason…” I looked at KaiseShawn charily.  I pushed KaiseShawn back slightly. KaiseShawn shrugged. “To be honest with ya, I don’t. My house sucks! I want to use any opportunity I see to get the away from my parents.” My eyes reverted to a sympathetic poise. Oh yeah, I forgot KaiseShawn parents are abusive. Man, I don’t think KaiseShawn is happy at home either. Maybe I should let her come over, because laying down in bed like this makes me a quitter. No, I said I was gonna be a man about this, and dammit I will! Are you still trying to prove yourself? Sorry, it’s just that 3 days of a new body doesn’t destroy 17 years of growing up. I smiled weakly and looked at Kaise. “Fine. You can come with me.” Kaise grinned. “Cool. We gonna be so live, man. What we doing at your house?” I felt my eyes shrink. What are we gonna do? I wish I knew. My mind is still in the gutter because I didn’t exactly consider any activities besides laying with a blanket. We could play video games, but I don’t feel like it at the moment. I need to do something daring and peculiar, but what? What can I do that we diverge from our usual gatherings? My eyes sparked as a thought that fit the description of what I was aiming for appeared. I wouldn’t say daring, but it is different! “KaiseShawn, remember that show I told you I liked?” “Yeah, you watch WWE. I told you to stop watching that fake crap.” She gave me a duck look.  I shook my head. “No, not that. I’m-“ my eyes narrowed. “Fake crap? That’s debatable, but I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about Mlp.” “What?” she spat out while grimacing in bemusement. “My little pony…” Kaise’s eyes widened. “Oh… yeah… that show. Will that show teach me how to use magic?” You know, I’m surprised KaiseShawn didn’t make a smart remark. Instead, KaiseShawn makde a serious remark about using magic. Once again, my earth pony status is rubbed in my face. I frowned. “No it won’t. It will teach you how to love and tolerate.” “Oh…” she cooed. “Sounds lame.” “Yes, on paper it does. But who said we are using paper?” KaiseShawn frowned. “Why do you want me to watch it?” “So I can educate you about ponies. If you’re a pony, then you must know how a pony eats, sleeps, and drinks.”  I glanced at the ceiling while listing whatever popped up in my head. KaiseShawn sighed and waved a hoof in ennui.  “Booooring. I just want to learn how to do magic and cast a spell that makes me able to eat meat.” “Out of all the things you can possibly do with magic, digesting meat is your main priority?” My right eye twitched while I forwarded my inquiry. KaiseShawn nodded. “Hell yeah. I don’t want to be a vegetarian and eat plants.” “I heard plants taste better though.” KaiseShawn looked at me warily. “Ahem,” she coughed, drawing extra attention from me. “I don’t want to eat plants, period. If you want to eat flowers, that’s cool. I rather smoke it though.” I grimaced. “I never said I wanted to eat it. I’m just saying… never mind. I just thought your main priority would be to change your… gender back,” I whispered the last part, making sure no one heard us. KaiseShawn’s left eye twitched. “What? Why would I want to change my gender?” “I don’t know, maybe because you used to be a guy?” I snarled without extra contemplation. KaiseShawn shook her head. “Nah, I’m good. I might miss taking a piss standing, but I never realized how comfortable sitting is without  having anything dangling between your legs.” KaiseShawn crossed her legs to accentuate the point. “B-but… you don’t miss being a dude?” I stammered in shock. Kaise shrugged. “Yeah, maybe. But do I want to go back? Not really. If I somehow was changed back, I’ll probably stay, but I’m not gonna voluntarily change back. I’m still doing me in this body, so what’s the problem?” I didn’t respond, but a red aura covered my cheeks. I can’t believe it; first it was Jessica and now it is KaiseShawn. I actually thought KaiseShawn would have it worse than me, but that was just a prediction. KaiseShawn out of all people, the one who ironically bitched about woman the most doesn’t mind being a she and doesn't want to go back to being a dude...” My eye lids debased as my mouth opened slightly in perplexity. “But, I don’t get it…” Kaise raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean you don’t get it?” “I’ll… talk to you about it later.  We’re kinda in public… so we’ll talk later.” Kaise nodded. “Honestly though, I’m still the same Kaise. We don’t need to talk about this, you know what I mean?” I faked a smile and giggled nervously. “Heh, yeah. True…” But will you be the same in the future? ………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Kaise pov "Order 707!" “That’s me!” I chirped. On the counter laid two packages in a white burger king bag. Another woman from the counter handed me the bags. She put it around my hooves so it stuck around correctly.  “Thanks,” I said while struggling to go back on four feet with all this heavy shit on me. I smiled the moment I landed on the floor without cracking ass. “Yo Shawn, help me with some bags.” Shawn got off her seat and walked towards me.    “Here, let me put it around your neck.” Shawn bent her head as I placed two bags around her neck. I bent my head back as she placed two bags around my neck. I growled. Damn, pretty heavy. “Ready?” she asked. I smiled. “Yeah I’m ready.” “Okay… come on.” When we went outside and walked in burger king’s drive way, I started to think of a way to get to Shawn’s house. Okay, should I try to go on the street and catch one or call one?  I could save a hell of a lot of waiting and trouble by just catching one. Man, let me just go in before I have to wait on my hooves again. I walked towards the street and caught a cab. A black cab pulled up in the drive way next to Shawn and we approached it. When the cab driver unlocked the door, I opened one of the doors and hopped into the vehicle. I moved towards the window, giving Shawn plenty of space to come in. Shawn sat down on the blue cushioned seat and closed the door more forcefully then I expected, but didn’t slam it. Fuck is  wrong with her? Is it because of what I said? “Hello?” the driver spoke up. I looked at him and smiled. “Oh, hello. We’re going to… umm…” Fuck, I forgot this fool’s address. I  bumped Shawn’s side. “Yo, what’s your address?” She twisted her neck towards me and frowned. “You forgot again? Do you need me to write it down on the wall for you to remember?” I didn’t respond, but glared.  I just asked a simple question. Is it that serious? I turned towards the windows and crossed my arms. “Just tell him your address.” I heard her suck her teeth evidently. “We are going to *** ***** street between *** and ***. “ I smirked. Oh yeah, I remember now. “I gotcha,” he said while looking into his passenger’s window. “What’s wrong with you, mummy?” I turned towards Shawn. “He’s talking to you.” That’s hilarious. Shawn snapped out her dream state. “What?” she nearly shouted. “Today is a nice day. You look too nice to look like that.” Shawn frowned. “Gee, thanks. Too bad I don’t really look like this.” I giggled. You know, even though Shawn is correct, the least she can do is take it as a compliment. The dude is just trying to be nice, so no  need to be a dick; besides, he is the first human offering service. “Don’t mind her. She’s just having problems.” He laughed. “Oh, no wonder. Should I ask what the problem is?” “No you should not,” I muttered.  Geez, this is why I hate getting cabs. These spics are very personal.  “As you wish, ma’am.” I saw his mouth curve into a smile through his mirror as he twisted the volume knob on his car. My eyes shot open as a loud blasting sound attacked the back of my head. The base of the music almost knocked me out like… damn!  I didn’t even like the music he was playing. It sounded like some freaking… I don’t know! “TURN IT OFF!!!” Shawn and I screamed. He turned it off immediately. He chuckled nervously.  “I forgot I blast volume very loud. Apologies.” I clenched my teeth. I was about to get up and blind the guy for trying to make me def, but it was probably an accident. I can’t murk him over an accident. I rubbed my ears. “Be more care next time,” I growled. “Don’t worry, I won’t let it happen again, mummy.” 20 seconds in and I already almost lost my hearing. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… ‘Is this some sick joke?’  I thought in my head while wiggling my legs uncomfortably. I was looking out the cab’s window, trying to placate myself by looking at the nice scenery outside, but I feel like hell right. I’m not really placating myself; more like trying to forget I’m in a cab.  I pulled my head from the windows and lounged slightly back on the cab’s spongy seat. I should put a seatbelt on, but I don’t feel like wrapping it on me. Am I being punished like this because I’m still being a stubborn dope? Okay, if it is, I am really sorry, but I can’t take this!  To add insult to injury, I had to endure the smell of the cab. He literally kept talking and asking non-stop questions while I was trying my best to hold my breath. Apparently, there was a lunch box behind me that reeked of a tuna burrito. Oh, there was nothing wrong with it, except I became anxious that I couldn’t place where the direct smell of the stench came from.  The fan was blowing the smell everywhere,  which is why it took so long for me to find out. You might think I’m embellishing the setting of this car, but I’m one hundred percent serious. Not only that, but this idiot doesn’t know how to drive.  He cut so many people off in the road for absolutely no reason, and those careless driving methods nearly got us killed. We almost ran into another car, but lucky the driver of that car was prepared for the worst.  While I was looking out the window, I noticed someone was sticking the middle finger up, which looked like it was directed towards the driver. I’m guessing he interrupted his flow in the road also, huh? I growled and banged my head on the window. Luckily the window was plastic, because I could have broke it and would have to pay a fine shortly after I finish recovering from my lacerations.  That’s a short way of saying your life sucks ass. I heard KaiseShawn sigh. Even though she was on her phone, I could tell she was getting irritated at the driver’s sloppy driving. She should know the best, since her phone almost dropped out her hooves more than one time. Atleast she has something to do while on the other hand have to constantly hope I don’t die. I sighed. “What are you doing, Kaise?” “Texting this bitch…” KaiseShawn muttered while not taking her eyes of the device. “Oh, really? Is she your main one or just for the side?” I teased while grinning widely. KaiseShawn turned towards me and bemusedly boggled her eyes at me. “What are you chatting about? I’m talking about my step mother.” Derp. I blushed. “Oh, sorry…” She sighed. “It’s all good. I’m trying to tell the broad I won’t be home anytime soon, but it’s not like she cares anyway.” “Then why are you doing it?” “Because my father said to. And you know how serious my father is.” Memories of KaiseShawn’s father screaming at him to do something popped up in my head. The most notable memory is when he whipped him for not going to the store one time. It must have been embarrassing for Shawn since I was a witness.  I shivered. “You got that right." KaiseShawn frowned, ears flattening back in the process. “Is it me, or is this guy driving a little too quick?” she whispered while peeking at the man from the corner of her eyes. Whispering doesn’t really make a difference because I’m sure he heard that statement clearly. Either way, I’m glad I’m not the only one who perceives the guy as a ghastly amateur driver. His lazy driving wasn’t in my imagination all along, but it was actually true! I wanted to tell KaiseShawn about it, but I was too submissive. Before I could reply, I felt gravity withdraw from my body as I heard loud screeching tires.  A violent turn of the car caused the side of my body to slam against the door. I shut my eyes at the sudden collision with the door, hoping that I didn’t crash.  KaiseShawn and I both screamed, but she held on to the door while I had nothing to hold on. That’s the main reason I impacted the door. Crap, this is the third  time a car almost crashed. Yesterday with Dad, and two times with this wanker. I feel like hell is slowly creeping up to my neck if I keep riding with him. The reckless driver chuckled. “Sorry for that, but he was coming right into spot. I had to move, you know?” And he is gonna laugh at this? Is he used to putting his life in danger like this or is this whole thing predetermined? KaiseShawn looked at me sympathetically. “You okay, Shawn?” I ignored her while I forced my upper body off the seat, which lacked a proper cushion I remind you. I brushed off my shoulder and put my hooves on my neck, snapping it radically. I leaned towards the driver’s head and slammed my hoof on the head of the driver’s seat with ferocity. “Are you even paying attention to the road!?” I bellowed. He put his hands up defensively, whilst he continued driving. “These people are speeding, so I had to speed a little so I don’t crash-“ Really? He is speeding? No, just hell no. All the bullshit I was dealing with wasn’t accidental, but he had the temerity to laugh? No, he has to suppress his driving. I was willing to endure it at first and be patient, but he belabored my patience.   “No!” I made a cutting gesture with both of my hooves. “Stop the car! Stop the damn car!” I heard him mumble something under his breath in protest, but I saw him steer his wheel towards the side of his stick. Suddenly, the car stopped moving as the gear shifted towards a corner. The driver parked directly next to the sidewalk, in between a truck and another car. Damn, that’s pretty impressive, but where the heck did he get those type of skills from?  He can’t even enforce the speed limit. Okay, I get it: He is doing this deliberately. I always knew he was a jerk when he turned that music up in our ears. I always knew this guy was a jerk when I first saw him. Then why didn’t you tell me! I grabbed my bag by the leathered handles and scowled. “C’mon Kaise, lets dip!” Immediately after my statement, a loud click on the door manifested its way into my ear. Out of curiosity, I took a gander at the closest door next to me from the corner of my eye. My eyes met the lock, which  was apparently down… which meant… I attempted to open the door, but it wouldn’t budge. I gritted my teeth and used both of my hooves to try and pull the door open, but the effect was vain. Why am I even wasting my time doing this? It’s obvious the door won’t open unless it’s unlocked. I’m so agitated that I never re thought this, but wouldn’t I look like a quitter if I didn’t continually attempt to open the door? But If I continue yanking the door I would look like an idiot. Either way, I’m screwed. I looked at KaiseShawn and saw her struggling with the door’s handle as well.  She pulled pulled and pulled… but it was the same effect every attempt.  It’s like we are trying to pull a sumo slammer in tug of war.  The dude locked us in, didn’t he? Don’t freak out, okay? Freak out? What gives you the idea I was going to freak out? I’m just going to be chill… I took a deep breath while I put a hoof on my lower chest. I felt my heart beat repeatedly as sweat started to run down my face. Don’t freak out. KaiseShawn growled while putting her hooves up in annoyance. “What the fuck? Why did you lock the door for?” He chuckled again. “I drove you a considerate amount of miles, so I think I’m inclined to get my cash.” “FUCK YOUR CASH! ”  I exploded.  After gaining awareness of my outburst, I blushed and covered my mouth. Oops, I forgot the notation. I lost my shit instead of keeping it in. Man, why can’t I be as laid back as KaiseShawn? KaiseShawn narrowed her eyes at me, but let out a small smirk. “Yeah, what she said. You walling because we stopped the ride, dur hur!” “Oh, I forgot I’m talking to horses. I want my money before you two leave, because I didn’t have to drive no one,” He scoffed in a hostile tone. Horse is like the most racist thing you can say to a pony. Nothing wrong with horses, but people put so much emphasis on the word it sounds derogatory.  I was about to get out my seat, but KaiseShawn grabbed my arm and stopped me from committing any acts of violence. I glared at KaiseShawn, but didn’t say anything. All my anger is basically shining on my face, and my face is basically saying that “I’m gonna kill him!” Even though KaiseShawn had a calm demeanor during the day, I could see the anger on her face resembling mine, which means she is about to go off.. “Give you cash? Are you serious? You almost killed us like five times, your cab is lit, and you only drove us for four minutes! You didn’t reach our stop, so we aren’t inclined to give you shit! Are you parents siblings or what?” I wanted to erupt with laughter, but I just huffed.  Now that we’re on the subject of the guy’s lousy driving, I have a few things to get off my chest.  “There is a lunch container in the back of my head stinking up the whole place and you call this cleaning up? Plus,” I said while pointing towards the windows. “These windows aren’t even glass, but they look like poverty! We could have been get out of the car, but we gave you so many chances to redeem yourself. Now when we do what we should have done, you have the audacity to say pay you?  We can report you for this, and I think the drivers on the street can attest to your speeding. Shit, you just admitted you were speeding!” He shrugged. “Insult me all you want, pony, but I didn’t even listen to what you were saying. Pay up, or we could stay in the same place forever. The choice is yours.” My left eye twitched. “This isn’t even legal!” “Of course not, but this is my car, so we play by my rules. Now, be good girls and pay up, okay?” He said condescendingly. My cheeks flushed. I was about to say something witty, but I realized that wouldn’t help our case. I know how these hostage scenes work out, and arguing with him will only provoke this situation more. My ears dropped in irritation.  “Why are you doing this for?” “A man has to make his money, huh? I don’t even have enough money to buy coffee, and the least you can do is be generous and give me a couple of bucks.” KaiseShawn rolled her eyes. “Bitch please. Even if you didn’t have enough money, that isn’t our problem. We aren’t your customers anymore, and we don’t bang with you personally. No one cares about your lack of money, bruh. No one talks with you unless they want a ride home.” Damn, that’s so messed up but good enough to be accurate. I bumped KaiseShawn’s side. “Don’t be too blunt,” I whispered. She ignored me and got up. “If you don’t let us out this car, we’ll make sure you don’t get out of prison!” The guy replied with a purr of his lips. KaiseShawn clenched her teeth.  “I have 9/11 on speed dial! Fuck with me,” she growled in an imploring tone. Okay, maybe it was stupid for KaiseShawn to announce we are going to report him. Now he is isolating us by watching our movements carefully. Sure, he could sound as confident as he likes, but he knows one call is all it does. Crap, how are we gonna call without him yanking the phone from us? THERE IS NO TIME TO FUSS! GET THAT PHONE AND CALL THE POLICE. The driver laughed again. “Is that a threat?” “No, that’s a promise. Your breath is a threat, especially for the dentist who has to check up on you…” I answered indifferently while rolling my eyes. The driver didn’t respond, but I saw him shift uncontrollably. KaiseShawn chuckled.  “Word, this ain’t a threat.  I’m making a reservation to put your ass in jail. Kiss your driver's license goodbye.” KaiseShawn used her nose to manipulate the screen. Couldn’t see what she was doing, but I have to call her a genius for figuring out how to work touch screen phones. I should probably try that out, huh? Or is it just that KaiseShawn’s phone is capable with noses. If so, I’m getting an android phone. That just goes to show you that the more mainstream products are the worst. I’m looking at you, I-phone. Steve Jobs must be turning in his grave  at the moment to be honest. Apple should have shut down. Thank you! My eyes widened as I saw the guy’s hand reach into the back seat. Before KaiseShawn’s nose can tap another button, he snatched the phone straight from the lieu of her hooves. I face hooved. Crap, we lost. KaiseShawn just stood stock. “D-did you J-just…” she muttered, voice trembling. The guy didn’t reply but dropped the phone on the cup holder right next to him. Maintaining his arrogant attitude, he waved his finger in front of KaiseShawn’s face. Crap, now we are in a dead end. I can’t believe it, but he finally coerced me to pay. We have no phone and this guy could potentially keep us hostages until he drives home! He will probably keep us locked in the cab also! No, I’m not playing around anymore… I scowled. “Fine, we will pay. Just give the-“ I blinked. Wow, very peculiar for Kaise to jump onto the guy’s face. That right there is something I would have done, but I think it’s because none of my materials were taken away.   I sighed and closed my eyes. “KaiseShawn, I may be a hypocrite for saying this, but what you did was uncalled for. Now you’re going to dig me into this, and someone is gonna get hurt. I thought you would have maintained your laid back character, but I guess you couldn’t surmount your-“ “Shut the fuck up and get the phone!” she shouted while struggling to hold on.  Well, now that she is dragging me into this situation, I guess I will have to help retrieve the phone by force. Of course, that means I’m going have to get violent. Even though I wanted to punch this guy, I’m not so sure of it now. Anger was influencing me, but now I don’t even want to- YOU PUT YOUR FIST INTO HIS POTBELLY! I smirked. “Matter of fact, I always wanted to do this.” I looked at the man’s stomach and noticed it wasn’t protected, besides the black coat he wore. After finding an opening, I mustered my hoof back into a fist (I think) and punched him into his stomach with all my power. He definitely felt the contact and immediately probed the area I targeted while his head leaned forward. The phone dropped from his hands and onto the floor. I grunted. Things never come easy, huh? “Kaise, distract him for a couple more minutes, okay?” I got on my hind legs and climbed to the passenger’s row.  I barley fitted into feet of his seat, but I succeeded and was prepared to grab the phone from the dashboard. I didn’t know it would be this easy, but I must be prepared to somehow escape the car with the phone, because this could  be taken away in an instant. Ehh, I'll find out later; One step at a time right now. Before I grabbed the phone, something heavy pushed against my body. I glanced around quickly and saw KaiseShawn flying at me in brisk speed. Before I could react, Kaise’s body pushed me towards the door and I felt a hard surface block me from flying any further down. I slammed on the door once again, except my face landed on KaiseShawn’s back since she was on me. I don’t know where Kaise’s back has been, but I’m glad it saved me from kissing the passenger seat. I opened my eyes and saw nothing but marshmallow fur. Funny how KaiseShawn went from being dark skinned to white as a piece of paper.  Before I could chuckle, the man punched KaiseShawn in the stomach. “Ahhhhh!” KaiseShawn screamed while grabbing her abdomen area. I gasped and backed up on the door, my chest tightening as my flesh felt like it was  being eaten up. That punched looked pretty painful. What if that was me? It would probably be worse since I actually threw a blow at him! Man, I rather give him money than get bodied! I threw my hooves up. “Wait man, you don’t have to-“ My head twisted around my neck as the man rocked me in the face. I could hear the sound of his knuckles cracking as he jabbed my left cheek bone, and I could tell he wasn’t holding back . My face begin to feel sore, but the inside of my face felt hot. I always never liked being punched, but the pain wasn’t the problem, it was the embarrassment. But now, the punch felt like two times harder than before!  I wasn’t embarrassed, but actually genuine damaged! Maybe that’s why KaiseShawn screamed so loud… Before I could defend myself, I felt two palms wrap against my neck. I looked directly into the guy’s eyes as trepidation started to emerge. His arms was directly on my neck, meaning  he could snap my neck or choke me anytime he wants to!  Tell me, how did I get myself into this? He scowled. “Look into my eyes…” I disobeyed and shifted my eyes away. He picked me up from my neck and roughened his grip around me.  “Look at me you little bitch!” I turned around instinctively and did as he obeyed. Tears started to flow from my cheeks. “W-why are you doing this?” He snickered. “Why am I doing this? You know good and well why I’m doing this.  I gave you a chance, but your barbaric ass friend over there is gonna jump on my fucking face! I wasn’t violent at all, so you could blame it all on you!” While he was shouting, I realized his light accent was absent. Wow, he was faking his voice? “Okay, sorry. Just let me go…” I whimpered. Man, I sound so pathetic right now, but I don’t want to die! He smirked. “You can pay or your neck will pay.” He slammed me on the chair and began to apply pressure on my neck. I felt my body slowly drown into the chair every second. Crap, what do I do? Do I give him the money or die right here? And when does a cab driver do something like this? Is this a joke or something? Everytime I ran into someone they always have a dark side! Too bad I might never get to the bottom of it cause I feel like I’m vanishing! I tried to fight out his strangle-hold, but he  applied more pressure during every baseless attempt to escape. I started to choke as it felt my lungs gradually started to decrease in size. If this goes on any longer, he might stunt my breathing. I don’t think this is about money anymore; he is trying to kill me. As my skull was pushed further into the couch, I started to submit to the hold. I tried to use my voice and say ‘Okay, take the money!’ but it came out in an incomprehensible squeak. Well, ain’t this a bitch. I said the magic words, but the words never came out due to the deprivation of my voice. I shut my eyes. Well, it was nice living, world. “Ahhhhh!” The horrific scream made my eyes shoot back open. It was a masculine scream, so it couldn’t have been me or Kaise. Or am I in the other world right now?   I rubbed my eyes slightly and saw the man reacting to pain, but from where? I thought he knocked KaiseShawn out? I looked behind him and saw KaiseShawn’s horn next to the guy’s skull. I squinted my eyes to confirm that what I was seeing wasn’t a vision. Wow. It wasn’t a vision, but I was pretty modest describing the ‘vision’. Kaise stuck her entire horn into his back! It was implanted inside his skull directly!   My mouth gaped open. “Oh my god…” Wait, I was so engaged in the scene that I forgot my throat felt unoccupied again. I’m not dead, and KaiseShawn saved me by stabbing the driver with her horn. I guess my re-union with my grandfather will have to wait a little longer. KaiseShawn pulled her horn out of his back and left a huge gash in it. Blood started to drip out his body, dripping onto the seats and anything close towards him. The blood didn’t look red though. Hmm… that’s strange.  Maybe my eyes are still a little fuzzy? I wiped my left cheek and brought my hoof to my vision. There was blood on my hoof, but there was no way it came from him, for it was red. I inspected my hoof further and finally made the connection that my nose was bleeding. Wow, really? Man, forget the fact that my nose was bleeding, I glared at the man as he put his hand on his back. “You son of a bitch!” I returned the favor and punched him straight in the face with all the strength and anger bottled up. It felt like I pushed his face in alittle when I punched him, but that’s what I intended!  He staggered back a little and brought his fist back. “Oh no you don’t!” I declared while I punched him again.  His head cocked back, but his assault was finished as KaiseShawn bucked the back of his head. Finally, his head sent trampling forward on the dashboard. However, his hands were still moving, meaning he still has energy left in him. How isn’t he dead yet if a horn went through the back of my head? KaiseShawn scowled and slammed both of her hooves on his cranium. I don’t know if that blow slummed his brain down or not, but his head stayed in the same spot. Wait, of course it isn’t gonna move; he fell face first on the dash board. KaiseShawn brought her head towards his ear and grinned. She grabbed his head and closed her eyes. “You should have ever took my phone, man” his face met the control panel once again as KaiseShawn slammed his whole face on it. The loud crash on the panel was sharp enough to make me nearly feel like my face has been sharp. I brought my hoof to my cheek again as I started sobbing lightly.  Damn, the bastard almost punched my lights out with that punch. I tapped his forehead, making sure he is still alive. He reacted slightly by fidgeting his head. I growled and pulled his head up, putting his face back in vision.  I licked him once again, feeling enthralled that I will finally see his head snap back just like mine did. After I snuffed him, I let his head drop on the panel. I wasn’t finish  though as both of my hooves some how stumbled  on the top of his head. I smashed his head with both of my hooves on his skull, pummeling his head even further in the seat. However, his hands continued to move.  Tears started moving down my cheeks more rapidly.  I sniffed and shot him the most resentful glare I could ever carry out. Tears stopped coming down my eyes as I felt my anger precipitate due to his slow death; It’s like I caught a second wind… but fire was mixed with it. I slammed my hooves on his head again. After that, I started striking him with my hooves, alternating between left hits and right hits.  KaiseShawn licked the blood from her face and smirked mischievously. “You know, they say blood taste good when you kill someone,” she said in sultry voice. Her smirk turned into a disappointed facial contortion. “But it tastes like crap!”  The unicorn brought it’s horn back and once again stuck the sharp object inside his back, but this time the horn avoided the wound and was stabbed beneath it. I kept hammering on his already bruised skull, letting out all my bottled up emotions. From getting choked to being locked into a cab and almost getting killed purposely just to get me to stop the cab; I think this crosses lines.  I lifted his face up and leaned my face closer to his. His face was void of that smug look he had, but it instead showed a black eye, bloody nose, chipped teeth, and his mouth looked like it was curved in a frown permanently. I sniffed and looked at my bloody hoof. “Damn you,”  I growled. Without further procrastination, I punched him in the face one last time while keeping a firm grip on his head. I stumbled slightly and got up on two feet, turning my body towards the tinted glass window. This is probably the most reckless crap I ever did, but it’s no bared hands now! I propelled his head towards the mirror. His face practically splatted because of how bloody it became, but his face didn’t stick on the mirror like it usually does  in horror movies. No, his head just fell backwards onto the seat like a rag doll. I panted and jumped back a little. Damn, almost thought his body would fall on me. That would have been an automatic K.O. I observed his mutilated body once again, taking notes of the artificial blood color flowing down  his back.  Okay, my vision isn’t the clearest right now, but I can still see everything clear again. KaiseShawn color looks accurate, so why is his blood so… black-ish? Did KaiseShawn accidently use magic?  “Oh my god… I can’t believe we did this…” My right eye twitched. “I’m a murderer!” KaiseShawn sighed. “It’s gonna be okay, Shawn. “  “No it isn’t Can’t you see we killed him KaiseShawn? It’s not gonna be okay! I’m gonna go to the penitentiary!” I screamed while shaking her. Her eyes spun slightly, but she pushed me off. “Hell yeah I saw what happened! I felt what happened too,” she muttered while wiping blood off her face. The same blood that was dripping from the horn she sticked into that guy… which was the goriest thing I ever saw honestly.  “But we aren’t the only ones…” I sniffed. “What do you mean?” She pointed towards the windshield. I gulped and turned towards the windshield. Everything was blurry, but it was still clear enough to comprehend the profuse figures that stood outside.  It’s like my eyes went from hd to sd, which tells me how powerful my eyes are. Speaking of eyes, they  widened as I saw the various eyes outside the windows, which all mingled fear and disgust. It seems everywhere I go there is always someone watching, and judging by their expression, they probably didn’t see the whole thing. Great, when I need eyewitnesses, they show up late. Hell, even if they saw it from the start, they will probably lie. I bit my lip and turned towards KaiseShawn. “Um… how long were they here?” She shrugged. “I don’t know… but… I think they saw enough.”  “S-so… they saw me continuously attack him?” KaiseShawn nodded. “Yeah… so… I guess we don’t need to call 9/11 anymore.” “Why?” “I’m sure these people already took care of it,” KaiseShawn said in an arid tone. Tears started to come down my eyes again. I was about to sob, but KaiseShawn put her hoof in my mouth. My eyebrows contracted as I glared at her. “We don’t have time to cry! Let’s dip  before the police come!” “But  fha dah dolice?” I muffed through the hoof in my mouth. KaiseShawn cringed and took her hoof out my mouth. “What did you say?” “I’m trying to say what would avoiding the police do!? You’re walling!” I said in a louder than average tone. Emotions are strong on me right now. But yeah, from killing someone to actually hear my friend talk about running away from the cops is pretty rough.  And after this display, I think KaiseShawn is crazy enough to do that. KaiseShawn’s frowned. “W-what would that do? What do you mean what would that do! I ain’t going to prison!” I shrugged. “But, what makes you think we will go to prison? If there were witnesses, then obviously someone will be able to testify.” KaiseShawn grimaced. “No, just no. When it’s about to go down, it’s ponies. When a plane crashes, it’s ponies. When we kill someone, it ain’t self defense!” You know, after nearly being choked to death, I don’t think I have the capacity to figure out riddles. I don’t have time for circumlocution, so KaiseShawn better spit it out before I lose my patience. I yawned. “You might have to translate that one, lass,” I deadpanned. “I’m trying to s-say that no one is gonna believe us! Everyone is in it to win it and  they fucking… they don’t care if it was s-self-defense, ight? They are gonna pull some shit probably! ” she shouted while gesturing her hoof. “Yeah, but it’s better to give it a chance! Besides, the time we leave the car, the police will probably arrive to the scene. We got all these bags to get and…” “Forget the bags, goddammit!  I don’t give a shit about that, but I care about the police coming and-“ “And what? You don’t know what they are gonna do! Stop assuming and get your head in the fucking game! We killed him, but it was self-defense! If we get arrested, we could just get a lawyer!” I retorted in the most rational way I could. KaiseShawn twitched. “Do you think I’m stupid? Look, that is going to be a longgggg process! Besides, we can’t get a lawyer anyways; we’re not even 18!” “No shit, Sherlock. We have parents, hellooooo.” KaiseShawn’s head jerked right vehemently. “You have parents. My parents prolly won’t show up, and my dad will beat my ass when I get home. So, no thanks, I’d rather run away,” KaiseShawn muttered. I rolled my eyes. “Kaise, I understand you are having a difficult relationship with your parents, but that is very unlikely to happen. And so what if you get a beaten? That talk is so unlike you. Stop being a spazz.” Kaise looked at me taken aback. “I’m a spazz? Bitch, you were spazzing the whole time! You were screaming at people in the street, screaming at the driver before we started the ride! You … ugh! You shut up!” My ears flattened back. You know, I can’t believe KaiseShawn is getting angry at me, especially when she technically spurred this whole ‘murder’. I don’t need to take this, especially since I was willing to negotiate for a while!  “Kaise, why are you acting like such a rat for? Out of anybody, I should be getting angry at you!” KaiseShawn gasped. “Why me?”  “Gee KaiseShawn, I don’t know… you were the person that threw the first blow after all!” My shout mingled sarcasm and frustration. KaiseShawn glared and brought her muzzle closer to my face. I didn’t feel any hint of intimidation, returning my own indignant glare. I felt Kaise’s muzzle connect with mine as she began to speak. “You watch your mouth! He took my phone, so what the hell did you want me to do? This is your fault, so don’t blame me for your shitty decisions!” My eyes screwed shut. “I’m not gonna even elucidate on why you’re wrong, but I will tell you why this is your fault.” My eyes bolted open as I pushed my face closer towards Kaise’s, highlighting my frustration. “But now that we are on the subject, this is still your fault! I told you in the beginning that we shouldn’t go in a cab, but you’re stubborn ass took chances. Well I’ll tell you what, ‘Ms.chances’, your chances almost got us bodied!” KaiseShawn’s teeth gritted. “When did you say that? When exactly did you say that? You ain’t say that, Shawn!” “Here, let me jog your memory, ight?” I offered smugly. I then began to describe my angle of the events that occurred, which we were oblivious to how bad it would eventuate. …………………………………………………………………………………………………………. “How can one person plan for numerous people to say ‘no animals allowed’? C’mun bati mahn,” Kaise said in a false Jamaican accent. Uh, the same way one person can carry out genocide to a whole religion. Ever heard of Propaganda? Man, talking to KaiseShawn about politics is like talking to chacha.com. That site has the worst answers ever. I chuckled falsely. “Whatever, Kaise. Anything is possible.” “Oh really? Is it possible to cook eggs on a car if the weather is 140 degrees?” I cringed. That’s a difficult answer because the heat is hot enough to stimulate the eggs, but I don’t know if it will cook properly. I mean, doesn’t frying pans have special material or something like that? I’m going with my gut on this one. “No. It will slip off a car, but it sounds possible.” Kaise nodded. “Exactly. Easier said than done.” I sighed. “Whatever. How we gonna get home?” Kaise battled her eyelashes naively. “Don’t know. Guess we will have to take a cab.” A cab? Really? After  what the bus driver did? No thanks, I rather be kicked off a bus 100 times than go on a cab where we are alone with some stranger. Besides, I don’t usually catch cabs.  Why can’t we just call Mom? Well, she might be tired, but come on! I hope Kaise is not that gullible. I shook my head. “No KaiseShawn, why would you take a cab? Let’s just wait for another bus.” Kaise grimaced. “Uh, no. I don’t think my hooves can stand another 20 minutes.” “But… I don’t think taking a cab is a good look.” “Why not?” My face heated up. “Cause… what’s the odds of us having luck with a cab driver? Don’t you think that we would be safer if we just took a bus?” She frowned. “And what’s the odds of us running into another guy who doesn’t let us come on? I’d rather take my chances, so stop being so goddamn paranoid.” See what I mean? Kaise is impossible. If we get screwed over, I’m never gonna let KaiseShawn hold this down. I rolled my eyes in irritation. “Whatever you say, Kaise.” ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………............................ “And then murder she wrote… and I don’t mean a notepad or piece of paper either,” I muttered, referring to the dead taxi driver. KaiseShawn blinked, sending me a perplexed look. “Wait, you did say no?” I nodded. Kaise crossed her arms. “Well, I didn’t hear you. You said it mad low and you weren’t that serious bout stopping me. Maybe if you grabbed me and was like “KAISE, DON’T GO ON THE CAB’, I would have listened.” I frowned. “Uh, I still warned you though. And you heard me… so yeah.” “Uh, you weren’t serious though. Did it sound serious? Hell no, that’s why I brushed it aside. But thanks for reminding me, Shawn, you seem to be psychic.” My eyebrows contracted. “What?” She grinned. “You can help me win the lotto. I mean, if you’re good at predicting, then-“ I deadpanned. "We just killed someone and you're talking about lottery... and I thought you were plotting to run from the popo? Make up your mind girl." She pouted. “Look, why are we making such a fuss? We’re in this shit together, so it’s no one’s fault. I thought we were bros forever?” I sighed. “Sorry. I’m just a little freaked out, you know what I mean? So much blood around me, ew,” I said while putting my hooves in front of my face. The blood started soaking into my fur already. Oh yeah, do I need to mention the weird color? Does this guy have an alien blood type of something. Kaise glanced at her hooves and made an expression that matched the disgust I was profiling. She jerked her head in exasperation. “Well, at the end of the day, only one thing matters…” “What?” “We’re still alive. We finally made it, fam.” Tears started to come out Kaise’s eyes as she smiled. I smiled back. “I know.” We stared at each other in silence for a couple of minutes. We decided to cherish the moment of making it out alive, despite how brutal the repercussions were. God is great, isn’t he? I don’t know who sent ball head over here, but we sent him back to where he came from: Hell. “Okay, let’s leave,” I said, breaking the silence. “Wait a second.” KaiseShawn sniffed. “Do you smell that?” I raised an eyebrow and sniffed my hoof.  “Yeah, it smells like blood.“ Something that I can’t seem to avoid lately. God, I should be light headed right now, considering the amount of blood I lost today. “No! I mean, that weird smell. It smells like a… hot dog or something. Like something salty is cooking.” “We have food in the back seat.” KaiseShawn sighed and rolled her eyes. “No, stupid!  It smells like it’s cooking!” I sniffed again. My eyes expanded as I smelled the whiff that KaiseShawn described. It did smell like something was cooking, and it all came from the dead man’s direction. I looked at the man and immediately recognized the outlandish fungi on his body, that looked like it was multiplying. Wow, that is interesting, but I didn’t know fungi smelled like that nor grew that quick. I poked Kaise’s back. “What?” KaiseShawn asked. “Um, look at this!” I pointed towards the man’s body. KaiseShawn’s reaction was pretty expected. Her mouth was agape while she rubbed her  eyes. “What the fuck is that!” “I wish I knew. But, I really don’t…” I’m starting to think this guy isn’t a human. His blood is one indication, and his body is decaying awfully quicker than a normal human.  I’m sure Kaise agrees with me. “Kaise… do you think this guy is normal?” “B-but, I just caught a cab! H-how did we get in a cab with his type of guy!” she stuttered. KaiseShawn put her hooves on his face, rubbing the structure and shape of it. “His face feels normal… so… what how the hell… this guy… the fuck!” I am just as genuinely confused as Kaise to be honest. We did just catch a cab, and the guy felt pretty normal. Sure, he was kinda weird with the questions and his gregarious poise, but all cab drivers are like that. Well, most of them are like that.  So, how are we encountering all of these strange people? I know I keep saying that logic doesn’t exist, but this is illogical! That is the most accurate statement of the year from you. KaiseShawn growled. “Great. So the guy is supposed to be an alien or something?” I shrugged. “I wouldn’t know. I doubt it, but I don’t think he is human…”  Wow, isn’t that kinda obvious?  “Well, ain’t that a bitch. We were in the car with a murderer the whole time.” KaiseShawn grunted, keeping her eyes locked onto the suspicious man. I paused. Wait, is she implying he was anticipating for this to happen?  “So… why was he asking for money? Did he know we would decline?” “I’m not gonna front, I doubt it. He probably just wanted an excuse to stop driving so he can corner us. So he was screwing around and finally rustled our jimmies to the point where - ahhh!” KaiseShawn shrieked abruptly. I looked at the man’s body and detected a giant light pointing upwards to the car’s roof. She hopped next to me and grabbed my body in fright. Yeah, I think it’s safe to say this guy isn’t a human. The light widened, causing the car to be illuminated. My vision became white, just like everything around me. It’s like the guy is about to explode or something! *Pop* Oh great, now he is popping. Now he is actually contributing to my point that he looks like he is exploding. That was just my first observation! I hope he doesn’t explode!  I tightened my eyes closed because the high sensitivity of the lights started to sting. Gosh this light is almost as bright as the sun. *Split* My tail wagged. I couldn’t see clearly, but the cracking sound implied that something splitted or cracked. Crazy, but his skin actually looks like it is splitting slightly. Wait… it is splitting!  Even though my eyes were half-way closed, I still flinched because it looked like something was coming out the man’s body. I frowned... “Kaise… do you see that thing coming out his body?” “Um… yes. I actually do,” she sputtered. Good, I’m not hallucinating. This man, or should I say ‘thing’ isn’t a human. Which means that this world is totally messed up now. Yay, ponies aren’t the cause of the mayhem! No seriously, the world doesn’t need an antagonist who posses super powers. Sure, the Government might be hiding weapons that is powerful enough to blow up the whole solar system, but that is still tame to what a mutant can do. Instantly, KaiseShawn and I hugged each other while our teeth started clattering. Crazy how a few minutes ago we were about to celebrate about making it out alive, but now we are presented with evidence that we weren’t riding with an ordinary driver. No, we were sleeping on him, and now we might have to toss and turn in our sleep…. Permanently!  You know, if we are going to die, I just need to get something off my chest. We may meet in the afterlife or not, but I’m just gonna reiterate. “K-Kaise…” “Hmm?” she squeaked. “I just want to let you know that… this is your fault!” I bellowed. “I know!” she shrilled. Wow, Kaise is actually agreeing with me. I’’m taking the win while I’m dying. We embraced each other tighter and started to scream to the top of our lungs. People may see our lives culminate, but they won’t hear us. Well, if God can read my thoughts, I have a message for him. Dear Lord, I don’t know if you’re in contact with  Lucifer, but tell him I want my fucking swag back. Kay thanks, bye. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………….. Kaise Pov Dear Lord, I don’t know if you bang with Satan, but tell him I want my fucking  swag back. Kay thanks, bye. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………