As Smile Dog looked for the squirrel he was chasing he heard growling that was not his own. He looked around him and notice glowing yellow eyes watching him from every angle. He growled back. 'Damn Animal instincts! Damn squirrel! Damn weird girl having MY cursed photo! Sigh, Whatever. At least I have some new playmates to kill.' Smile thought as his fur turned red and he started to change into his cursed form.
Jeff was running through the forest looking for his Smile. He heard pained yelps and whines and ran faster towards the noise. As he ran a dog shape slowly crawled out of a bush whimpering, then quickly got dragged back behind the bush. Jeff stopped and smirked. "Hey Smile, don't kill them too quickly!" He yelled then started making his way past the bush. As he made it through he saw Smile calmly sitting surrounded by wood chips and in front of him cowering against a tree was a living wooden wolf.
"Huh. Well look what we have here. Seems like you fetched yourself one hell of a stick." He said as he walked up to the wolf. "Hmmm? It looks kinda cool. Lets see if this twig knows some tricks." He leaned up to the wolf. "Sit." The wolf just continued to shrink back closer against the tree. "Maybe you didn't hear me. I said SIT!!!!" He yelled as he took out his knife and embedded it into the tree right above its head. The wolf yelped in fear and slowly got into a siting position. "Good dog. Just needs a bit of encouragement." He pulled his knife out and lick the sap off. "Now, let me ask you something runt. Do you really think I'm going to let you live after you tried to attack my dog? But I'll tell you what, since you did what I said..." Jeff quickly lifted the wolf off the ground by its neck. "...I'll give you a quick death." And with that said Jeff squeezed his hand and crushed its neck. The wolf fell apart stick by stick.
Jeff turned to Smile... then kicked him in the face. "That's for running off." Jeff looked over and saw a squirrel climbing a tree. He through his knife and nailed it to the tree by its tail. "And this is for killing those damn wolves." He walked over to the flailing squirrel and took it off the tree with his knife and through the squirrel to smile which he caught, forgetting about the pain in his face. Jeff looked around a bit and saw an odd looking tree with bottles hanging from the branches by rope and weird masks surrounding it. He spotted a window and a door and saw it was a house. "Well it looks like we've got a place to stay. Come on Smile." Jeff said as he motioned for Smile to follow.
As Jeff and Smile neared the tree house he noticed some light coming though the window. For a moment he wondered how stupid one would have to be to put fire in a tree. He peaked in the window to see that no one was inside. He walked to the door and found it was unlocked. However lived here was just asking to get robbed. He walked in with Smile following close behind. "Hmmmm? Weird, but cozy." Jeff said as he closed the door and looked closely at the strange liquid in the boiling cauldron in the middle of the room. "Yep, this'll do." Jeff said as he unzipped his pants and began to wiz in the cauldron. "Ahhhhhhh. Much better." He said as he releaved himself in the big pot. When he was finished he zipped his pants and began to look around. He approached a shelf that was labeled potions and inspected the colorful bottles. Finding nothing interesting he went to look at the rest of the house. "I wonder if there's any whiskey. Hey Smile, try to sniff my out some Alcohol." Smile nodded and was about to begin searching until he heard someone coming. He ran to the window and confirmed his suspicions. A creature that was hidden under a light brown cloak with two bags on its sides was coming towards them.
Jeff walk up to Smile and look out the window also. "The fuck is that?" He asked. "Shit. We gotta hide." He turned around and spotted a bed. "Smile, under the bed." Jeff ordered. Smile did just that and ran under the bed. Jeff looked around some more but couldn't find another place to hide. He could hear the creature walking up the wooden steps and started to panic a little.
The creature opened the door to see... nothing, Just like it expected. Above the creature, hanging onto the vines on the ceiling was Jeff. The creature walked to the cauldron and took off the hood to reveal... a zebra? With a Mohawk? Covered in gold rings? Well it definitely wasn't the weirdest thing Jeff has seen. It set the bags down and took a whiff of the pot and put on a suspicious expression. "It appears somepony was messing with my brew, But now the question is, Who?" The Zebra said. Scratch that, Defiantly one of the weirdest things he's ever seen.
Zecora stepped away from the pot and sniffed the air. The smell of B.O. mixed with blood and a hint of alcohol greeted her. "Whoever you are I know you are here. Come out now and I will not be severe" She said. There was a loud thud behind her and and then she heard a gravely voice speak. "Is that a threat?" Zecora calmly turned around to confront the intruder.
Standing in front of her was a tall, pale, bipedal creature with red stains on its white hoodie and jeans, but the most noticeable feature was its face. Big, wide, bloodshot eyes that seemed to never blink and huge bags underneath as if it hasn't slept for weeks. Its long, greasy, messy, black mane reached all the way down to its shoulders. It had an unnaturally large cut in smile on its face that literally went ear to ear. Its purples were dilated to the size of pin pricks.
Quicker than Zecora could react Jeff grabbed her muzzle, holding it shut and held his knife to her throat. "Do you really think you scare me! I could slit your throat right now and shower in your blood as it squirts out of you neck while you try to get that one last breath before you GO TO SLEEP!". Zecora was scared stiff and sweating profusely. Was this how she was going to die? Killed by a strange creature from the Everfree Forest. To Zecora's relief Jeff loosened his grip on the knife and pulled it back. "BUT! You interest me. I've seen a lot of shit, but a tiny, talking, potion brewing zebra! HA! That's almost as crazy as I am, and I can appreciate that. Plus you can tell me a little about this little Hell Hole I ended up in." Jeff let go of her and she immediately ran for the door.
A huge red and black dog jumped in between her and the exit, causing her to stop dead in her tracks. The dog was terrifying with a giant grin that did not belong on a normal dog. It just sat there starring at her with non-blinking white eyes. She backed away from the dog and bumped into something behind her. "Why do they always choose to run?" The biped creature said. She didn't dare look behind her, for she did not want to see the creatures bloody cut up face again. "W-what do you want with me strange beast? Just please, I do not wish to be deceased." After she said the the creature... started laughing?
Jeff howled in laughter while holding his gut. When he finally calmed down he spoke. "I don't know what it is, but I like you." Jeff turned the zebra around and looked her in the eyes. "Come on! Give me a smile!" He said. Zecora just stood there in confusion. "I said smile" Jeff took out his knife and held it in front of her face. "Before I give you one."