//------------------------------// // The Overlord and the mystery of the mangled mare // Story: The Overlord // by Space Wizard Novablast //------------------------------// "Ollie, can you follow me please?" Twilight prodded him, having him nosily wake up with grunts and huffs. "What the hell is the time?" He asked, rubbing his orbs for no particular reason other than it being a habit. "And why are you wearing that ridiculous attire?" The attire in question was a slick dark gray tuxedo with a bowler hat tipped jointly towards the right, but it was slightly obscured by her horn sticking through the fabric, presumably to keep it from falling off. "To answer your first question, it's eleven am." She pulled his blanket off with telekinesis, leaving him with only his armor. "And to answer the second one, pinkie gave it to me for a special little job, now follow!" The fact that she sounded angry and scolding didn't make Ollie any more happy. He was contemplating on setting the place on fire again, but was stopped by a pair of handcuffs now holding his hands together. "The fuck is this for?" He asked, tugging at the flimsy chain with half open orbs. "Sorry, safety measures." Twilight explained as she pushed him along. Ollie put his hands together before pulling them apart, splintering the chain and leaving a surprised Twilight to gawk at her destroyed equipment. "What now, officer?" The magical princess sighed, "can you please just move along." "Since you ask so nicely." Ollie groaned, walking out the door as Twilight quickly followed him. "Why exactly am I driven from my resting place to follow your around town?" Her eyes flashed to the side to a small grouping of ponies standing huddled together. "It'll be explained once we get there." She walked closer to the small ensemble, which as Ollie quickly realized was comprised of Twilights five friends, a few of those guards whom were as flimsy as tablecloth held together with spit, and a few ponies he didn't recognize nor care about. He did catch one of the guards, and orange one with a blue tail, winking at Twilight, and soon after send a glare towards him that would've frozen the blood of a mortal. The large group dissipated and pulled apart as Twilight and Ollie moved closer. He caught several of the inhabitants glaring angrily at him or even spitting in front of him, and as much as he wanted to disintegrate them he was curious why he was even dragged here, so their painful death would have to wait a little. Pinkie was wearing some sort of trench coat with a cubic pattern, along with the outfit was an incredibly dumb looking hat and a pipe that blew bubbles. "Follow along citizen." Pinkie said, waving him into an alleyway alongside Twilight. Pinkie tried her best to sound formal, but it came out more like annoyed and slightly constipated. They trudged further down the alley before finally reaching the destination. Which was apparently a pony with a slit throat that made Twilight turn around and vomit. "Interesting, some form of abstract art?" Ollie asked, looking at the corpse with thinly concealed amusement. "No silly willy, it's a corpse." She sounded like she was hyperventilating with each word, "and you're the suspect!" Her voice turned as serious as she could make it as she went straight up to his face and jabbed him in his right eye. "Now," he grabbed hold of her hoof and pulled it away from his face. "Why exactly do you think I did this?" He pointed towards the corpse. "I mean normally I would have nothing against murdering innocents, but I've been sleeping up until now." "The proof." Pinkie bent her head almost backwards and picked a small plastic bag out of her pocket. "Is in the pudding!" The bag contained a rather large white glove with blood splattered across it. "Umm, pinkie. I don't know if you've realized." Twilight butted in, "but Ollie is wearing a full set of armor at all times. How would he wear some flimsy glove?" This made Pinkie blow a little harder into the pipe, making more bubbles pop out of the tip. "Well, what about this!" She pulled out yet another plastic bag, that contained a rather large knife with even more blood on it. "Why would I even use a knife? I've got control over demonic fire and shadow energy, a knife seems a lot less practical when I can kill her with my brain and some jittery hand motions!" He wiggled his hand and the corpse lit on fire, as if to emphasize the point. "That's all I've got." Pinkie shrugged and started walking off, but not before Ollie grabbed her by the tail and dragged her back. "Not so fast sherclop Holmes," he said, taking the hat from her head and spearing it on his pointed helmet. "I don't care for whomever died here, but some human is running around doing my job, and you're gonna help me find him." "Okay!" She merely said, and the trio of once sugar infused earth pony, an alicorn princess with the powers of bending reality, and a single overlord were off to find a murderer. "Where do we start?" Twilight suddenly said. Ollie stopped dead in his tracks, tipping his hat so that he looked directly into the sunlight. He pointed a finger towards it. He looked every part as heroic as those stupid adventurers he'd constantly killed. "I have no idea." "So tell me miss cake." Pinkie asked pointing directly at the baker while simultaneously snatching a brownie, "where were you at the time span of 8:00-11:30." "Pinkie!" Twilight exclaimed, throwing her half eaten muffin into the air with a weary flail of her foreleg. "I thought it was established by Novablast that the killer was a human. If we start interrogating ponies then the story won't make any sense." Pinkie gasped in horror. "Twilight, it's my job to break the fourth wall you meany job mugger!" "The fourth wall hasn't only been broken girls, it's been shattered and crumbled, ground to dust as we speak by what you just did." Ollie said, sighing and looking up at me. "I'm so sorry Erik." "Its okay," I answered, my classmates looking at me with strange eyes as I talked with my ipad. "But please continue. Also, a little tip, just for you, the killer is in the everfree forest." "Thank you." Ollie nodded and turned his head back towards the 'police mares.' "Gee, I wonder where the killer could be hiding!" He said in a crazily overblown voice. Both Twilight and Pinkie stopped in mid motion and started tapping the table furiously. Supposedly in deep thought, or trying to reenact scenes from the sootie show. "I've got it!" Twilight suddenly exclaimed. "The killer is in the- "Everfree forest? Then let's go, come on no time to waste, get going." Ollie hurried out the door and started running towards the forest with renewed vigor, or just a desire to get as far away from the pastry shop as possible. "........ How did he know that?"