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(Perspective Change: Danny)
I sit in my bed with Dashie lying next to me, watching an episode of Naruto. We both have our headphones on, so we really can’t hear anything besides the show, which is good. Occasionally I will stroke her mane, causing her cheeks to turn a bright crimson. We only just started watching the episode a little bit ago, so our attention is drawn in. I swear I feel a swoosh coming from the door, so I turn my head to see none other than the cutie mark crusaders. Nice!
I tap Dash on the shoulder and point to the three fillies, who are smiling at me and Dash. I put on my nicest grin as I smile at the three fillies, who look at me with an air of respect, for whatever reason. Taking off my headphones as Rainbow does the same, I put the show on ‘watch later’ and close YouTube.
“Hey Danny!” Scootaloo is the first to greet me, “Me and the girls heard that you were hurt really bad, and we felt bad for you. We asked Applejack what we should do, and she said something like ‘just go visit’, but I kinda decided that was sorta lame, so we made you a card!”
“Thanks girls! You really didn’t have to do that.” I smile warmly at the three fillies as I take the card from Scootaloo’s mouth, “This really means a lot to me!” I glance down at the card and begin to read the text out loud.
“Get well soon: Scootaloo, Applebloom, and Sweetie Belle.” I glance over at the three smiling fillies, “Thanks a lot! I’ll put it right here!” I set it on the nightstand, felling happy inside that these three fillies cared enough to make a card.
“Yeah, when I heard that you were in the hospital, I couldn’t believe it!” Scootaloo says to me, “I mean, you look way too awesome to just go down like that!”
“Don’t worry, I ain’t going nowhere.” I smile at the energetic little filly, “I’m guessing you three have some crusading to do, so I don’t wanna keep you waiting.”
“Come on girls, let’s go! We still haven’t tried snowcolt-making!” Applebloom points towards the door with her hoof, “Let’s go!”
“You go on ahead, I’ll catch up!” Scootaloo tells her fellow crusaders as they march out of the room, leaving Scootaloo alone with me and Dash.
“Hey, I’m gonna go get some water.” Dash says simply before jumping off of me and exiting out the door next to my bed. This leaves just me and Scoots alone.
“Hey, Danny.” Scootaloo starts rather timidly.
“Yeah, what’s up?” I ask the filly, who looks rather sad, ears drooped down. She begins to walk over to me, a tear glinting off her eye.
“Danny, when I heard you got hurt again, I…I was really worried.” She looks down at the floor, now directly in front of me, “Your almost like a brother to me. Whenever somepony picks on me, your always there. You saved my life from that manticore. I really just don’t want you to get hurt. I don’t wanna lose you…”
The orange filly suddenly jumps onto my bed and hugs me tightly, her eyes leaking tears. Wow, Scootaloo is crying…damn… I lie there, shocked, for a few moments before I hug her back. I’ve never seen Scoots like this, ever. The closest she’s ever come to this was when she was when I got cut up by the manticore, but that was different. She barely ever shows sadness, and this is the first time I’ve ever seen her cry. The little filly is just always so upbeat, so full of energy, but looking at her now, I can clearly see that there’s a side to her that I don’t know. Could it be because of her own family?
Ask her, what’s the worst that could happen?
I remember asking myself the same thing before I went down the fucking hill. I’m not gonna push her, not yet, at least.
Jeeeez, you sure are boring.
You nearly got me killed with your fucking slip-n-slide sled idea, idiot.
I decide to put off asking her until later and continue to hold her tight, petting her mane. My god, she’s so adorable! After awhile, I feel her loosen her grip on me. Taking this as a hint, I begin to loosen my grip as well. When I look down on her face, I still see a frown, so I decide to talk.
“Hey now, Scoots, there’s no reason to frown.” I grin a little to show my feelings, “You mean a lot to me too, and I ain’t going anywhere. Now let me see a smile, come on!” Her lips begin to move until she is smiling cutely.
“Thanks Danny, thanks a lot.” She grins widely as I pull her into another hug, “I’ve gotta get going now, the girls are probably wondering where I am. I’ll swing by later, maybe.”
“I’d like that, see ya around, Scoots.” I grin as the happy pegasus leaps from my lap onto the ground and starts out the door. Damn, I didn’t know she thought THAT highly of me…
“Hey Danny, I’m back!” I turn to see Dash smiling at me, “What’s up, wanna finish the episode?”
“Sure, climb up.” I grin and pat my lap. The cyan mare crawls up onto my lap, sighing. We both put on our headphones as I press play on the youtube video.
--20 minutes later--3:30--
I take off my headphones, feeling a tad tired of just watching Naruto. Looking over at the clock, I can see that it’s pretty late, even if it doesn’t feel like it to me. I still have the show going, as I don’t wanna interrupt Dash. I decide to just close my eyes and imagine what I’ll be doing once I get out of here.
Aren’t you and Vinyl organizing that one mega-concert for the Summer?
Oh, yeah! That’s gonna be kickass! I can’t wait to play some of the remixes and collabs I’ve been doing.
Don’t you remember how much that thing’s gonna cost? It was like 70,000 bits! Dude, you really don’t have that kind of money.
What are you talking about? My last EP sold like crazy! I got like ten thousand bits on the first NIGHT! I’m sure I’ll be able to afford the concert in no time! All I need to do is sign some more artists, hell I could talk to that one Deep Beats dude Vinyl signed last week was pretty awesome.
Yeah, he makes some sick dubstep and his trance is great, but still, how are you gonna find the number of artists you’ll need?
I don’t know, but I need at least forty DJ’s with hour-long sets. Damn, that’s gonna be the shit if it actually works out.
My thought process is interrupted by a few knocks coming from the door. Who could that be?
“Come on in!” I yell. The door opens, revealing Jaycee, Ditzy, and Dinky, all of whom are smiling. I grin at the sight of my friends and tap Dash on the shoulder to get her attention. Once she notices the crowd, she grins sheepishly and takes the headphones off, blushing a tad in embarrassment. Once Jay has our full attention, he begins to speak.
“Hey man! Glad to see you’re okay!” He then grips me in a bro-hug, “You would not believe the shit that happened last night…”
“Like what?” I ask, curious as to what took place during my absence, “Lemme guess, everypony got really depressed and shit.”
“Actually, yeah, but that’s not what I wanted to talk about.” He then eyes around the room nervously, his eyes settling on Dinky. He moves his head near Ditzy’s ear, whispering something. The grey mare nods and looks over at Ditzy. Jaycee then sets down his large military bag.
“Hey, Dinky.” The filly turns at the sound of her mom’s voice, “How about you go play outside, mommy’s gonna be out there in just a minute.”
“Okay, bye mommy!” She hops out the door, similar to Pinkie Pie. Once the door’s closed, Jaycee’s face turns from a carefree grin to a serious glare in ten seconds flat.
“Dude, I’ve gotta tell you something.” I am taken aback by the seriousness of his voice, but I nod my head in approval, “Remember when I said that I was in the service for a week?” I nod again, confused at the subject. He takes a deep breath. “Well, it was really a year, not a week. One year of training, one year of killing, one year of getting to know my squadmates, then it all comes crashing down. That’s not saying that I don’t like this world, hell no. I’m just sad that my bros couldn’t see this place.”
“Woah…” I just sit there, absorbing the fact that my best friend had been in the armed forces for a year, “Damn, that’s crazy. You’ve gotta tell me some of your stories, I bet you’ve got a lot of them.”
“Damn straight, I do.” Jay announces seriously, “I guess I could tell you one…”
“Shouldn’t I tell them that one thing?” Ditzy frowns, turning to Jay.
“Oh, right!” Jaycee exclaims.
“Well, you know how everypony calls me Derpy as an insult?” The grey mare asks, a neutral expression on her face. Both me and Dash nod, “Well, that’s my real name…I just changed it to Ditzy because ponies started using the word ‘derpy’ as an insult. Me and Jaycee talked last night and I decided that I shouldn’t hide my name. I should be proud of my real name, so could both of you please tell your friends to start calling me Derpy?”
“Sure!” I exclaim, surprised at what Derpy had just said, “by the way, h-“ I am interrupted by a deafening crash coming from outside.
“What the fuck was that!?!” I yell, bolting upright in my hospital bed, “I see a blinding flash come from outside, “Jay, go check that shit out!”
“Man I’m on it!” He bolts out the door. Derpy quickly follows Jaycee, as does Rainbow, leaving me alone in the room. Well fuck…
(Character Switch: Jaycee)
“Son of a…” I run as fast as possible out the door, feeling my pocket for any sort of weapon, “Dammit! Guess I left the shit in my bag!”
I push the doors open, and what I see outside just blows my mind. I see a fucking city bus; a run-down, wrecked city bus lying in the road outside the hospital. What the fuck is that doing here? Could it be...? Several ponies are examining the bus from afar, including Dinky. I decide against going in for now, don’t wanna make any stupid mistakes.
“I *BANG* FUCKING *BANG* HATE* BANG* CORPSES!!!” I hear a deep, British voice scream from within the bus. Each word was followed by a deafening gunshot, causing the ponies to place their hooves over their ears. Dinky is curled up, crying with her hooves over ears. Derpy is right at her side, comforting her. What the fuck was that!?! I take a fighting stance, ready to protect these ponies.
“Hey! Anyone in there!?!” I yell out to the bus, my hands cupped over my mouth.
“Holy shit, another human!” He responds in a surprised tone, “Dammit, I thought I was the only one!”
“Can you come out here!?!” I yell back, getting closer to the bus. In no time, I’m by the front door to the bus.
“Wish I could, but I’m stuck under this bloody chair.” The man yells back at me, “Must’ve fell on me when the bus crashed.”
“Yeah, I guess...” I roll my eyes nervously before opening the door, revealing the scattered and wrecked contents of the bus. The main isle way is mostly intact, but the chairs are falling apart, some were falling over. I look past the destruction to the corpse on the floor, which makes me do a double-take. Holy SHIT! Is that a zombie? Goddamn, that’s insane...
“Hey, if you’re done eyeing the corpse, do ya mind helping me out?” I look over the corpse to the person trapped under the chair. He looks to be roughly 20, a strong, rugged build. He has a goatee, ragged clothing, a square jawline, and what looks to be a pistol at his side.
“Sure man, but you’ve gotta promise me something.” I say in a serious tone, “Leave your gun in the bus, at least for now. You might be surprised at some of the residents of this city.”
“Ugh, whatever, just help me out here.” He agrees, sounding annoyed, “This shit really fucking hurts!”
“Okay, okay!” I walk over and begin to help him out. Within five minutes, he’s standing up on his own two feet. I grin, then frown, thinking of the possibilities that could come from another human in Ponyville. Damn, this could end badly.
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