Another Special Day (and Other Stuff) · 11:55am Dec 10th, 2016
Today's the Sixth Anniversary of my time on Deviantart!
If you haven't already, go check out my account by clicking the link shown on my front page. It gives me great pleasure for your support. At first, this was to promote a high school Senior Project of mine, and I wasn't even a Brony back then when the show began in 2010 (I was more a Transformers fan thanks to TFP). But ever since, I've grown quite a bit.
In other news, there is going to be a delay for the Arc 2 finale of "Vacant Niches." I know, I know, I wanted it to be on this Sunday and Monday, but Part one is getting larger than every other chapter so far, so I figured since I am putting this on hiatus while I work on the other stories I have planned, to end it big (kinda like what I did for The New Timeline chapter "One Shall Rise"). Finals week for me will be pretty short, just turn in a few projects and critique them.
Here's a preview at least.
A week has passed since your shenanigan with your friends, and you have since come to accept that magic and fantastic beasts are real. Blackarachnia and her cohorts have since been locked up, the Eye of Fashoom is brought back to the Dazzlings (hopefully under better security), and the two sisters are now in Canterlot High. What else can you do to celebrate?
By honing your fighting skills. You have your fists up, circling the arena as you face your small sparring partner. His poise suspicious, you know what to do.
“Ready, little guy?” You circle your fists a little. “I think I can land a blow this time.”
You see Dapplewood curl his lips, letting out a soft hiss. You bop your gloves together, accepting the challenge before charging at the boy. You jab with your right hand, missing the boy as he shifts to his left. He rams you in the chest, giving you a few punches at the ribs. You give Dapplewood a high knee, freeing yourself from his fiery grip. Before he could retaliate, you slap his ears, then wind up for the big punch. When he looks at you, you land a left hook. He spins around before flopping on the floor. As excited as you are, you have an uneasy feeling in you stomach and run at the fainted child.
“You okay, Dapple-?” In a blink of an eye, you are clutched, spun around, and find yourself on the floor. The boy's face is clenched, his teeth bare, and his fist aimed at you. Perhaps he was biding his time until you land the blow? From such a child, you felt fear get the best of you, remaining perfectly motionless. But Dapplewood stops, lowering his fist and standing up. You watch him jump off the ring, grab his sleeveless jacket and leave.
“Wow, talk about being a sore loser.” You mutter while standing up.
“Don’t take it so hard.” You look up, seeing Scoolaloo leaning on the guard ropes. “The last one on one fight DW went through almost killed him.”
“Killed him?” You look again at Dapplewood’s general direction. No wonder he looked a little sour when you and your pals left Crystal Prep. “Damn.”
After taking a shower and putting on some new clothes, you and Scootaloo venture out, finding the rest of them in a huddle.
“Buy why just did Spike get the letter and not the rest of us?” asks Sweetie Belle, her voice both worried and frustrated.
“I don’t know.” You see Cosgrove lift a letter. “But if they want us to come, then we’ll take it.”
Wanting to know what’s going on, you force a cough, getting their attention.
“Mind filling me in?” You ask.
“Well,” Diver starts off “Spike got an invite from Everton University.”
You look down; Spike, a dog, got the invite, but none of the others did. The puppy sits down; seeing him pant like crazy tells you the distance he ran to get here.
“I would love to see Twilight again.” He chirps while wagging his tail.
“So,” You look at the HUB. “how about we Ground Bridge ourselves over and give them a little visit?”
“And scare an entire Missouri school?” Chelsey shakes her head. “No thank you.”
“Then, how are we-?”
“Road trip!” You see Snips and Snails smack each other’s hands.
You move your head back at the sudden burst of chattering; Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom talk about meeting the ones named Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Applejack. Spike and Dapplewood, though not a dog, jump up and down like they would before their masters. Cosgrove held a little smile, but you understood that he’s just as happy as the others. Then again, you do feel a bit of sadness welling within you. With no relatives in this Everton University, you figure you wouldn’t have business there.
That's all for now. And now for me to go to work and a dental appointment to check up. Have a nice day. 
