//------------------------------// // Princess Fu***** sparkle is an nosy little S*** // Story: Winter Blade // by F3lix //------------------------------// I awoke with a start, inky blackness greeted my eyes and my heart began to race. The air smelled of mildew and the dripping of water could be heard in the distance. Remembering I had set up camp in a cave the previous day, I took a deep calming breath.. Getting up, I trotted over to my Saddle bag to check my food supplies. Much to my dismay I was running low. I had been planning on relocating today so I would try to trap a rabbit while I was out. I was careful to constantly be on the move, never staying in any one location for long. A lack of work lately had made it difficult to find a reliable source of lust. I was a rare breed changeling that had the ability to break away from the hive. The first chance I got I grabbed what weapons I could get my hooves on and high tailed it outta there! I had been traveling for three days now, the joint connecting my mechanical leg to my body was getting a bit cramped and would require a some attention soon. I lost that leg in a bar fight with a drunk minotaur, it did not go well and that is all you need to know. I don’t miss my leg, my robotic one has served me well. It has special storage compartments large enough to hold my pistol and some extra ammo. Perfect for my line of work as it is always important to have sufficient weaponry. Lifting my saddlebag onto my back I left the cave. Warm summer rays illuminated the world in gentle morning light. Taking a moment to gather my bearings, I trotted north. After five hours I was nearing my destination, cresting a hill Ponyville came into view, thatched roofs dotted the landscape giving it a normal peaceful town feel. Something seemed off though. At the edge of town stood a large crystal castle. It was ugly as fuck, sticking out of the ground like a big cancerous sore. I wondered what kinds of work ponies in a peaceful town like this one might be in need of. Towns like this usually had ponies in them that needed dirty work done but either didn’t want to do it themselves or weren’t capable of doing it, that’s where I come in. My previous experiences had taught me the bar was the best places to find work so I decided to start there. Ducking behind some cover I donned my disguise. Lighting my horn, my body was engulfed in a flash of green flames. Looking myself over I was pleased to see that I was now a white unicorn stallion. I had a spiky blue mane and tail with some lighter streaks running through the middle. Leaving my cover I entered town and found the closest bar. The interior of the establishment was dark, causing the light from the candles to cast long shadows on the walls. Directly ahead was a small bar, a lone pony stood behind it serving drinks. To the left was a small group of ponies sitting around a table smoking and talking in hushed voices. A large pegasus from the group gave me sideways glance then mumbled something back to his companions. I sat down at the bar across from the bartender. “what can I get for you, son?” “I’ll have a bloody mary with extra vodka and lemon juice.” He nodded and began to mix my drink. A minute later he set the dark red drink in front of me, “Here you are sir.” I nodded in thanks and took a sip of my drink. Halfway through my drink the large pegasus stood up, approached me and tapped me on the shoulder. Ignoring him I continued to enjoy my drink. After the third tap on the shoulder with me ignoring him he started talking. “Oh, so you think you’re tough shit.“? I turned to him revealing my mismatched eyes to which the pegasus reeled back at but quickly recovered. I responded with “fuck you asshole!” Getting right in my face he looked into my eyes,“I challenge to to a fight!”, utter contempt dripping from his every word “I accept.” Placing my drink down I got up and took a couple steps then motioned for him to follow. I did not want to pay for any damages to the bar so I led him outside to a place with sufficient room for a fight. I settled into a fighting position and waited for him to make his first move. Predictively he charged me, but I easily side stepped him. Stooping, he turned and tried to charge me once more. This time I moved to the side, reached around his barrel with my forelimbs and used his momentum to fling him into the wall of a nearby house. He fell to the road in a boneless heap, out cold. Our little skirmish had not gone unnoticed, a flash of purple followed by a loud pop revealed a lavender alicorn. She took a moment to look over the scene her eyes narrowing on me, slowly she approached me a scowl forming on her face. “Are you the one who is causing this madness in my town?” “And what if I am?”, I said to her putting as much venom as I could into that sentence. “What is your name?”, she asked in a commanding tone not liking my attitude. “Go away”, I mumbled, the nosy little “princess” acted like she owned the place and that I should be grovelling at her hooves! She opened her mouth to get a word in but I cut her off, “Princess or not if you act like you own me I will take your stuck up little head, chop it off and personally drag you and your dismembered carcass to tartarus.” This made everypony recoil but I could care less what they thought of me. I hated interacting with other ponies unless it involved work. I turned to leave the scene in the hopes of finding a nice place to curl up in and stay for the night. The little ‘princess’ finally got over her shock and moved to block my path, “I asked you your name citizen”, she stated extending her wings and taking a couple of steps in my direction in an attempted show of dominance. Letting out a sigh I looked her directly in the eyes, “My name is Winter and don’t you forget it.” I was now nose to nose with the so called ‘princess’, “Now. Get. out. of. my. way!” Taken aback she stood there silently and watched as I disappeared down the street.