> Preston Garvey In Equestria > by Bendy > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Preston Garvey > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Late at night, the large alicorn Princess Twilight Sparkle anxiously looked at the Cutie Map. She had not had a friendship problem in weeks. Was this the end? Had she finally fixed everything? Could she finally retire and read books all day until the end of time? She shook her head. “No! There has to be friendship problems! I just need some help!” she shouted. Twilight made to light up her horn with a deep pink glow. There then came a flash, and then an African American appeared before her. He wore a worn, open beige coat with a thin brown belt wrapped around it. Underneath, he wore a dark brown jumper, and around his neck, he had a dark green scarf. Down below, he wore brown pants and thick leather boots.  To top it all off, he wore a cowboy leather hat with a bent on the left side. He wore a completely neutral face. He was unfazed about being teleported into another dimension.  Twilight raised her front, right hoof to greet him.“Preston Garvey, I’ve heard many a tale about you. It said you are well known to find problems.” Preston Garvey simply stood there, staring at her blankly for a moment, before he spoke in a dull, monotone voice. “General, I’ve gotten word about another settlement that needs our help. I’ll mark it on your map.” Twilight tilted her head to the side curiously. ”Already? You just got here.” “I've heard of another settlement that's in trouble. I’ll mark it on your map.” Twilight gasped in joy, clapping her two, front hooves together. “Whoa. You are amazing. So, uh, what do you think of this place?” “General, another settlement needs our help. Apparently, someone's been kidnapped.  I’ll mark it on your map.” “Uhh, that's not what I asked you. I asked what do you think of this settlement? As in the town Ponyville.” “I've gotten word about another settlement that's being threatened by raiders. I’ll mark it on your map.” Twilight gasped, bringing a hoof over her mouth. “Raiders? Have the griffons broken their long peace with us?” “One of our settlements is asking for help. I’ll mark it on your map.” She blinked at him and gave him a dumbfounded look. “Uhh, is everything you say something to do with a settlement?” “General, I’ve gotten word about another settlement that needs our help. I’ll mark it on your map.” “Yes, Preston Garvey, I get it. Another settlement needs our help. Is there anything in this specific geographical area, which is also a settlement that needs help?” she said sternly, starting to become impatient with him. “I've heard of another settlement that's in trouble. I’ll mark it on your map.” Twilight snorted, shaking her head. “Preston Garvey… answer the question, please.”  “General, another settlement needs our help. I’ll mark it on your map.” Twilight simply growled angrily in answer. “General, another settlement needs our help. I’ll mark it on your map.” Twilight simply growled angrily in answer. “General, another settlement needs our help. I’ll mark it on your map.”  Twilight raised her front hooves high into the air, before dropping them down on the floor with a loud bang, cracking the floor with her super alicorn strength.  Preston Garvey was not remotely startled at this. He simply looked at her with the same dull expression. “Just stop it! Please! You are starting to annoy me!” she shouted, with her horn glowing menacingly with her magic. “General, another settlement needs our–.” Twilight flashed her horn, zipping his mouth shut with a spell. “Shut up-shut-up-shut-up!  Say something that isn’t related to settlements!” she shouted, glaring at him with her eyes narrowed to slits.   Twilight gave Preston Garvey a moment, before undoing the spell. The moment she did so, he spoke a familiar sentence. “General, another settlement needs our help. I’ll mark it on your map.” Twilight’s left eye twitched from hearing this. “Preston Garvey, are you even sentient? Everything you say is something to do with another settlement needing our help.” “General, I’ve gotten word about another settlement that needs our help. I’ll mark it on your map.” Twilight sighed, shaking her head. “Yep, you aren’t sentient. You are literally a robot.” “General, another settlement needs–.” with a flash from her horn, she zipped his mouth shut again. “Nnnnnnnnnneeeiiiiiiiihhhhhgggggghhhhhh!” she neighed at him angrily, glaring daggers at him. Her whole body was shaking with anger, along with her mane becoming a total wiry mess. “I can’t take it any longer. I am banishing you back to the horrid land from whence you came, demon!” She released a quick burst of magic from her horn. Only for nothing to happen.  Her eyes widen in alarm. “Oh… no. I can’t send you back. Well, at the very least I can keep you–.” He reached up with his right hand and pulled the zipper off his mouth. “General, another settlement needs our help. I’ll mark it on your map.”  Twilight slowly backed away from him, looking at him in sheer terror. “No… no… noooooo!” “General, another settlement needs our–” before he could finish, she blasted him with a pink particle beam from her horn, turning him into a pile of ash on the floor. Twilight gasped in horror over what she had done, tears immediately falling down her cheeks. “Oh no! I killed an innocent human being! I’m a monster! I have no right to be a princess if I abuse my power over those weaker than me.” She took a deep breath. “No… he was a robot. Yes. He wasn’t even alive. Just a mindless machine.” Twilight told nobody what transpired here. She simply went to bed after this. She sighed, tucking herself in bed. But then… the glowing ghosty figure of Preston Garvey appeared standing next to her bed. She gasped in horror at the sight of him. “General, I’ve gotten word about another settlement–." his dull voice became drowned by Twilight's screams of terror. “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!” she screamed. Forever and ever, the ghost of Preston Garvey haunted Twilight. Being an immortal alicorn she was unable to kill herself. Her friends could not see, or hear Preston Garvey. The poor alicorn had to be put away in an insane asylum.