//------------------------------// // Let Me Guess... It's A Seven // Story: My Little Ghostbusters: Chaos in Manehattan // by A Torn-Up Note //------------------------------// After getting her all suited up in her new Ghostbuster jumpsuit, Twilight took a step back, inspecting Fluttershy as she made sure that her new outfit fitted the pink-haired lady correctly. Fluttershy felt her face heat up in embarrassment as she watched Twilight’s eyes look her over. “I think that’s it,” she said, smiling at Fluttershy. “Now all we have to do is to adjust the straps on the Proton Pack so it can sit nicely on your back.” Fluttershy nodded and picked up the pack off the stool nearby. When it slid off the seat, she nearly fell over due to its unexpected heavy weight. She struggled as she lifted it off the ground while Rainbow Dash snickered at her. “Wasn’t as light as you expected, huh, newbie?” She said with a smile. Pinkie rushed over and helped Fluttershy slip her arms through the straps on the Pack, tightening them and clipping the buckle close. “There!” Pinkie said, taking a step back. “Looks like the new recruit is all saddled up and ready.” Twilight nodded at Pinkie, then turned to face Fluttershy. “I’ll just need to run a few more test and we’ll be ready…” Right at that moment, a shockwave shook the firehouse. The building rumbled as the ghostbusters stumbled around on the shaking floor. Then the shaking stopped as suddenly as it started and the group remained still incase of an aftershock. After a few short seconds, Rainbow Dash looked at the others with a worried look on her face. “Was that us?” She asked. Twilight shook her head. “No, I don’t think that was us…” Pinkie began jumping around in joy. “That must have been some form of psycho-kinetic energy shockwave, level 7 or more!” She said with a smile. At that moment, Rarity had entered the room via the staircase. “Is a Level 7… Whatever-you-call-it… Bad or very bad?” She said, looking around the room at the girls. “Let’s just say that on a scale from one to ten…” Twilight started before being interrupted by Rainbow Dash. “Let me guess… It’s a seven…” “Let’s just say that things will be getting very busy very soon…” Pinkie said. Then a loud crash ran through the building. Moving quickly, Pinkie rushed to the fire pole located in the far corner of the room. She looked down through the hole and saw a familiar green and purple ghost had escaped his containment unit and was roaming freely in the Firehouse. “Spike’s gotten out… Again…” “Pinkie, you go get suited up. We will need your help wrangling the little spud,” Twilight said. Pinkie nodded, grabbed the pole and slid down, heading towards the lockers. Then Twilight turned to Fluttershy and smiled. “Looks like training will be on the job today.” Fluttershy nodded weakly as she followed Twilight and Rainbow Dash down to the ground floor. Pinkie met them at the bottom of the stairs with her own Proton Pack. “He went downstairs,” she said, taking the lead. The group followed her down another set of stairs that were behind the first. They led to a basement area that looks as if it’s used as a workshop area. Approaching the bottom of the staircase, Fluttershy saw Spike floating before a giant, red circular door that was connected to several panels of electrical devices. “There he is. By the Containment Unit,” Twilight said to the others. Pinkie nodded in response. “Of course he is. Ever since you added the viewer to the unit, he’s been fascinated with it,” she said. Then she turned to Fluttershy. “Alright, cadet, it’s your turn.” Fluttershy nodded meekly as she pulled on the Neutrona Wand and flipped the switch on her belt, just like she was told by Twilight earlier. The pack whirred to life as the Proton Accelerator turned on, heating itself up. She took aim, directing the nozzle towards the small ghost in front of her, who was still being distracted by the Containment Unit, and let out a small whimper as she pushed the trigger. A concentrated stream of protons ruptured from the Wand and headed towards Spike in fluctuating path. It missed its target and zapped the Containment Unit instead, spooking the ghost, who rushed down the narrow hall to Fluttershy’s right into the sub-basement. Sparks shot from the door as a stream of smoke came from one of the control panels. “Hey, careful! That’s some extremely sensitive equipment you’re vaporizing there!” Rainbow Dash yelled, causing Fluttershy to flinch in fear. Then a groan came from the door as another ghost popped into the room. It was a gray pony with no hind legs and a VERY large stomach. It had slime running down its chin and eyes that were a darker color of gray. Before anyone could do anything, the ghost shot from the Containment Unit and rushed down the same hallway Spike went. “Oops, you let one out…” Pinkie said, moving down the hall. “That’s my fault. I was calibrating a few things. I should have been more careful,” Twilight said, inspecting the Containment Unit for damage. “Why don’t you and Fluttershy go wrangle our little friends into a trap before they escape?” “Right!” Pinkie said with a smile. She nudged Fluttershy as she passed by. “Come on.” Fluttershy nodded and followed Pinkie down the hall and through the door that led to the Sub-basement. As they moved down the slightly-narrow path, Pinkie turned to Fluttershy with a smile on her face. “Hey, don’t sweat the Containment Unit. Everyone gets excited with their first time,” she says, putting some of the guilt that Fluttershy had to ease. “Twilight will have it fixed before you know it.” Fluttershy smiled weakly as they approached another door. Pinkie grabbed the knob and looked back at her pink-haired friend with a smile. “Here we go.”