This is what we do ch 15
By Foxgear
Adagio stood looking at her reflection in the mirror, biting her lip as she struggles to pull her bra together, the clasps were only a hairs width a pair from connecting, but her boobs felt squished more than normal. The fabric slips from her fingers, the violet bra falling to the floor, she grunts in frustration, as this was the third time she’s had to pick her bra off the floor. Deciding to just give up she balances her yellow melons in her hands looking thoughtfully at them.
“Hey, Mac?” She calls for her husband. His head poking through the bedroom door, his hair dripping wet from his after chores shower. She turns to face him, showing off her girls. “Are my boobs bigger?”
“Ahh…. maybe? I don’t know, why?”
“My bras won’t fit,” She pouts looking at the discard undergarment. It was one of her favorites too, so cute and sexy, but mostly sexy. “Come over here and check them.”
A year ago, Mac would have blush and stuttered before walking away with burning blushing cheeks, now he nonchalantly walks over to his wife, dripping wet in nothing but a towel and places his hands on his wife’s breasts.
“Yeah, they feel little bigger. They're a bigger than my hands now.” He says giving them a gentle squeeze.
“Hey, save it for after supper,” Adagio chides lightly, though made no moves to actually stop him. “I’ve so corrupted you. I bet you mom would hate me.” One of the pictures on their dresser falls over. “Ok is this house built on Indian graves? That’s like the fifth time that’s happened.”
Mac chuckles nervously, first mom’s ring rolls of the dresser and then his dad appears in the truck. Yeah, they might have ghosts, his parents most likely. Kind of creepy, in more than one way.
“Let’s get supper going, Sonata and Aria should be home soon. Harvest is done, so maybe tomorrow you three can go shopping while I do inventory and start on the book work.” Mac suggests tossing Adagio one of her Tee shirts.
“That sounds like fun, it’s been awhile since the three of us hung out. Maybe we can invite Applebloom and Applejack. Make it a sister in law affair.” Adagio says pulling the shirt through her puffy hair. “It’s a school day, so we’ll have to go local. Rarity runs a boutique shop and then there’s Explicit’s store too.”
“You are not taking Applebloom to that woman’s store,” Mac said firmly, meaning Explicit’s. She dealt in well… explicit clothing. The kind of clothing not used outside the bedroom. “Or Applejack for that matter. I doubt she’s allowed in any way.”
“Fluttershy and Rarity would testify against that…” Adagio mumbles softly, earning a look from Mac.
“What was that?”
“Nothing, we’ll drop Applebloom off before we go there.” Adagio quickly says. The front door opens and since there was no loud, “We’re home!” from Sonata, it meant they had a guest. And only one of them was decent. “I’ll get the door, you get some clothes on.” Adagio plants a kiss on Mac’s cheek, strutting her hips as she exits the bedroom.
Mac looks down in frustration at the budge under his towel. She did that on purpose. He knows she did.
In the living room, Adagio stops her sexy walk as she looks around for their rude guest. (We have a doorbell people. Use it!) She silently screams in irritation. After a quick look around she found no one, but she did hear some rattling in the kitchen. A frown mars her face as she enters the kitchen. Spotting long brown hair, and someone digging through her fridge.
“You have your own food you know, Maddie.” The former evil mad scientist, now just mad, pokes her head up from behind the door. A carrot sticking out from between her teeth. “Weren’t you a professor? Why must you eat so uncouthly? We have plates and a table you know?”
Maddie crunches down the carrot closing the fridge door with a bit more force than needed. “Drop the Rarity act, Adagio. And yes, I was a college professor with several degrees in engineering, chemistry, computer technology and biology. Thanks for reminding me, how many degrees have you gotten after living in this world for a thousand years? Oh yeah? None!”
“Oh yeah! I met King Arthur, who is real, Queen Victoria, dated Al Capone and still have one of his cars, by the way, watched both world war one and two in real life, accidentally started Hollywood and was the inspiration for several famous songs and paintings through the fifties and eighties. The nineties got a little slow.”
“How do you accidentally start Hollywood? Also, so what! I can make a nuclear bomb! In my basement!”
“You don’t have a basement!”
“I did! Until you guys forced me to live in a fucking shack in the woods! I owned an entire city block!”
“After you murdered everybody living there!”
“That was my dad! He was evil! Sorry for not realizing it until getting hit with a rainbow that made me suffer all his and mine victims pain times a thousand! Now can I please just eat this fucking carrot in peace! All you guys ever give me is meat and apples! I want some fucking fiber!” Maddie screams miffed as she bites into the carrot. Her shoulder steaming as Sixes' seal seers her flesh, no doubt it was Adagio’s doing. Probably not intentional, but Maddie refuses to scream out as they glare at each other in silence. Neither willing to concede ground.
“So… what brings you here Maddie?” Mac asks carefully as he enters the kitchen, not really wanting to involved between the two women, but he had to keep them from cat fighting. Maddie was in shape again and could hurt Adagio and Adagio would probably she-demon out and kill Maddie. Either way, it wasn’t good for anybody, especially with Adagio pregnant.
Maddie backs off, the burning her shoulder subsiding as Mac wraps his arm around Adagio’s shoulder. She hates how lovely dovey they are sometimes. It was just another thing they had that she didn’t and probably wouldn’t ever have. Not as long as she was stuck here.
“I want to leave,” She says perhaps a little too honestly. “For only a few days,” she quickly amends before the couple could speak up. “With the lack of portals lately I want to find out why things are so quiet. Things like whether Grau trapped inside Holder’s boulder was the source of the portals or if there’s another reason. Or if this is just a pause. I’ll need to go to Equestria too and talk to Sixes and any pony that was there the day your dad and my dad came through the portals. I’ve recently put together a theory that there may be more than one source of portals.”
“Ok,” Mac says carefully, “What’s your thought process here.”
Maddie grunts, she figured it wouldn’t be that easy. “Ok, listen up. This is my theory. There are three types of portals. The first is the natural portals created in the Everfree forest in Equestria from chaos magic, as of a few months ago Princess Luna and her ponies have been actively trying to close those portals, correct?” Mac and Adagio nod. “Since then the number of Timber Wolves attack have dropped. So, it’s safe to say they came from natural portals. Now the second type of portal are the portals that went haywire when our dads got teleported here. Like the shadow ponies and gore, and Shadow Specter, anything related to them seems to get pulled through from random periods in Equestria’s timeline. The number of portals is probably limited to the number of teleports that were active at the time. If I find out how many of those teleports there were and work out which monsters are related to dad or Nico, then I can determine how many, if any, are left and may still spit something out. You guys still following me?”
“We may not have degrees, but we understand magic Maddie,” Adagio retorts. Maddie growls at the siren, who cuddles up close to Mac and sticks out her tongue. “Just try it.”
Maddie takes a calming breath, “The third type of portal is like in front of the school. Man/pony made and opened at will. Grau may have been unknowing opening portals or there may be other permanent portals like at the school that no one knows about. If that is the case we can close them and maybe bring this monster business to a close. Unless someone starts opening portals like Twilight did and further weaken the walls between worlds. Then who knows what will happen. The point is, I can’t do this from my Computer.”
“Ok.”
“I thought you’d say that… wait.. what?” Maddie says looking bewilderingly at Mac and she wasn’t alone because Adagio was doing it too. So, something must be wrong.
“Yeah, what was that Mac?” Adagio asks with her own amount of disbelief.
“I said ok. Look as exciting as it’s been, I don’t want to be hunting monsters for the rest of my life. If Maddie can find a solution that fixes this crap for good, I got to let her try.” Mac looks seriously at mad scientist. “If you can put an end to this, I’ll have Sixes remove the seal.”
“I… ah…” Maddie chokes up, covering her hands with her mouth as tears roll down her cheeks. “I… I… can have my freedom?” She stutters, almost not believing what she was hearing. A chance to be free again. Could it really be in her grasp?
Mac smiles, gently grabbing her by the shoulder, “Well it’s not like I want to play prison guard for the rest of my life either. Someday we’ll either have to fully trust you and let you go or find a different arrangement. So, I hope you don’t betray my trust, Maddie.”
(I hope so too, Mac) Thought Maddie as she clenches her fist tight. Still uncertain if she could trust herself once she was free again. “I’ll do my best, now if you’ll excuse me. I should get going back to my shack. I… I have a lot of preparing to do and I don’t want to disturb your supper.” She begins to walk towards the back door, but Adagio calls for her to stop.
“You should eat with us,” The siren said, clearly not happy with her own suggestion. Refusing to even look at Maddie as she stood with her arms cross. “I mean it’s not like you’re an animal or something. Besides a former reformed villain, myself, I could, well we could offer some post rainbow blast to the face advice.” Adagio’s cheeks turn a light shade of pink as both Mac and Maddie look bewilderedly at her. Adagio Hmph’s turning away from both of them. “And take a shower too. You smell like two-month-old bed sheets, actually, bring your bed sheets here. I bet you haven’t cleaned them since we first gave them to you.”
Maddie’s mouth opens and closes, uncertain what to say, “Um…ok… sure.” She says not quite sure what else to say. Maddie exits out the back door.
“Your acting awfully mature all of a sudden.” Mac drawls hugging Adagio from behind.
“Must be my motherly instincts coming in,” Adagio replies flatly, sounding exhausted. “I suppose it’s long past due to start treating her like we’re actually trying to give her a second chance.”
“You weren’t the only one, Adagio,” Mac tries to reassure her. They’ve all been treating Maddie rather poorly, though that wasn’t hard considering what she did to all of them. Still wasn’t right though. “You were the first to extend the hand of friendship, that’s something to be proud of.”
“Oh, don’t start bothering on about that magic of friendship crap. Come on, Aria and Sonata will be home soon and supper still isn’t started and now we have another mouth to feed.” Adagio lightly snaps, breaking away from Mac to start working on supper. “So, what are we eating tonight? I was thinking a stew, providing Maddie didn’t eat all my carrots.”
“I think we got a few downstairs in storage, I’ll go check,” Mac says going down into the basement.
“Thanks, dear,” Adagio shouts after him. Focusing on peeling her potatoes. She bites her lip, thinking of what Mac had said. “Forgiving her is one thing. Being friends… well, we’ll see.” She says throwing the potato peels in the garbage. (One thing at time, one thing at a time,) was her mantra as she plops the potatoes into the pot.
Aria and Sonata sat silently staring at the extra guest at the table. Maddie was here. Eating supper with them. That was new. And odd. In their collective memory, Maddie has never eaten supper with them. Their eyes wander between the mad scientist and their sister and brother in law, where were being very quiet this evening too. Usually, Adagio would have either flirted with Mac by now or rub the fact she had Mac in their faces, passively, of course. Adagio still likes to brags she snagged the farm boy first.
“This is good stew Adagio,” Maddie said breaking the silence. Her voice stiff and awkward. She didn’t attend a lot of meals going up, or in college, or when she became an adult.
“Thank you,” Adagio modestly replies. A Cheshire grin spreading across her lips as she takes another bite. Aria and Sonata could tell she was relishing in the comment. They may be ‘good’ now, but Adagio was still an attention whore.
“Alright,” Aria gave up dropping her spoon in her bowl. “What the hell happened while we were gone? Not that I mind, but why is Maddie eating with us? She’s never done that the entire time she lived here. What changed? Did she bake you a pie or something?”
Sonata chimes in, “And if that’s the case can I have some for dessert?” Aria groans loudly at her blue sister’s antics. Why. Why was she such an airhead! Their mom didn’t drink when she was pregnant, did she?
“There is no pie,” Adagio answers coolly. “It’s just part of her reformation. She can’t reform from her evil ways if she stays alone mumbling to herself all day, right?” The other two sirens nod, that made sense. “This is also a sort of going away dinner. Maddie will be leaving the farm for a lengthy amount of time here soon. I figured it would be nice to have her eat with us at least once before then.”
That made Aria and Sonata look curiously at their sister, with Maddie joining in, with her own equally astonished and confused look.
“Really, was that the reason?” Maddie said accusingly, not really buying the yellow siren’s explanation.
“Make of it what you will, I don’t care, I just decided to be kind. It happens every once in a blue moon.” Adagio with finality. “So, Aria, Sonata, how did things in town go? You came back awfully early today.”
“It was too cold and windy for anyone to be out there.” Aria asserts. “It’s not like we lazed about when we got home. We unloaded the produce and then we did some work on the cattle barn. It’s getting a little crowded in there Mac, we might want to sell some fats soon.”
“Could use the meat too,” Mac agreed. He looked in the freezer downstairs, it was getting a little low, he could see the bottom now. “I’ll do a price check tonight and in the morning, mark out some cows to sell. We’ll sort them out tomorrow and bring them to the sale barn Thursday. Tomorrow Adagio wants to take you two and Applejack shopping tomorrow after school. So, you can look forward to that at least.”
“Bra’s don’t fit anymore?” Aria teases noticing the lack of an outline under Adagio’s tee shirt.
Adagio grumbles, biting savagely into a piece of steak, “At least I have a reason to wear one, unlike you two.”
“You want to test that sister?” Aria shoots back, getting ready to pull off her shirt.
“Why not!” Adagio pulls at her own shirt, Mac yelling for both of them to settle down. Even Sonata was getting in on the action, but once inside her shirt Adagio took a deep sniff through her nose catching a strange scent. Pulling her shirt back down she storms over to Sonata sniffing the blue siren’s neck.
“Um… Adagio?” Sonata embarrassedly said, trying to lean away from her sister. “What are you doing?”
Through the smell of shampoo, soap and the lingering smell of manure. Adagio smelt a tiny whiff of something…. something… male. Not just that, it was a familiar scent. One she knew, a scent of tobacco, gunpowder, alcohol, and heat, like strong spices, penetrates her senses.
“(Sniff, sniff) Who did you run into today? Is one of Sixes’s friends here today?” She asks looking at the two sirens.
Aria answers, “My nose is plugged so I couldn’t smell him, but Sonata thought she smelt a stallion, kind of like Mac, at the bakery. There were two guys, one old, one young, mid-thirties to forties. He was a strange duck. Had his face covered with cap and scarf, talked a lot about local gang stuff. Oh, I was going to tell you this later, but a house disappeared in town. Nothing but diamond dust remained where it stood.” The Pink siren looks over to Maddie. “Are you sure no portals opened?”
“Not in the last month,” Maddie replies evenly, “But feel free to check my computer if you don’t believe me.”
“What if I don’t?”
“That’s enough, Aria,” Mac said sternly. “Maddie’s going to be doing some investigating on the portals while she’ gone. In the meantime, we’ll check out this house turning to dust case. It’s might just be the work of a creature that was laying low till now.”
Aria huffs, crossing her arms, while Sonata looks concernedly between Adagio, Mac, and Aria. She didn’t like when they argue like this. Maddie didn’t seem to like it either as the mad scientist was looking rather uncomfortable.
Maddie pushes her empty bowl to the center of the table, “Thanks for supper, it was nice eating with people again. I better go get ready. Got a lot of things to pack tonight.” The mad scientist offers a brief smile before walking out the back door.
“Well, that was awkward,” Sonata said voicing all their thoughts. Aria nodding in agreement. While Adagio shot them a glare.
“Only because you made it awkward,” She lightly hisses picking up the empty bowls. Tossing them in the sink to soak. Aria, Sonata, and Mac get up and help clear the table. Aria took the spot next to Adagio, drying the dishes the yellow siren finish scrubbing.
“Since when do you defend Maddie? Did you like being evil again that much?”
Adagio growls, fiercely scrubbing a tough piece of grim on the bowl. “No, of course not. I didn’t like it either, but we were given a second chance. She deserves the chance to at least prove she’s changed.”
“Wow, how mature of you.”
“Shut up,” Adagio hands over another dish. “I don’t know if we’ll ever be friends, but we can be civil at least. Enough about Maddie, what about this guy you met in town? Are you sure he didn’t look familiar?”
“I told you, he hid his face, all I could see was a bit of red skin and red hair… wait… red skin, red hair… that sounds familiar.” Aria bit her thumb thinking hard. She remembers searing pain and her body burning and an angry blurry face. “Shit… I can’t remember, but I know I met someone like that… I think they might have something to do with Nico.”
“What’s this about dad?” Mac interrupts placing more dirty dishes on the counter. From the looks of them, they were the ones from Sonata’s room, from her midnight snacking. Adagio gave the blue siren a displeased look, before addressing her husband.
“Back when we… worked for your father, supplying him information about Madhoof, he had two friends that helped him. We met them a few times, the first time being when they helped Nico capture us. We didn’t see much of them after that. We only worked for Nico for a short while, so are memory is a little vague. I think one was red and the other was kind of ashy grey, like Sixes actually.” Adagio puckers her lips, poking her cheek with her finger as she chews the inside of her mouth. “If I saw a picture of them I’d probably recognize them.”
Mac wraps his arms around Adagio, making Aria gag as she put away the last of the clean dishes and left the room. Leaving the couple alone. “Well, we’ll add to the list of things we need to do. Since no one is dying from this diamond dust house thing, let’s just enjoy the peace for the next day or two and then get into the case. All see if I can dig up some pictures from the photo album of dad’s friends tomorrow.”
Adagio kisses his cheek, “Don’t forget I’ll need shopping money tomorrow.”
“Haha, of course,” Mac chuckles. “Come on, let’s get ready for bed.”
“You mean watch the news?”
“What else?”
“There are these things called television shows Mac, some of them are worth watching.” Adagio adorably pokes his chest, swaying her hips to the living room. “Come on, I’ll sit on your lap and show you.”
He blushes following after her.
Later after Adagio introduced him to her latest drama show and he took in the even news. Word of the disappearing house and the house fire in Little Hispania taking the top spot for the night. Mac crawls into bed, Adagio, cuddling up to him and grabbing his arm in her sleep. With his free arm, he checks his phone, his eyes staring the number and address Luna had given him a month ago. He never called it, never seeing a reason too. His godfather seems to want to stay out of his life. So that got Mac thinking, why?
Now with the information that his dad had helpers, a thought accrues to Mac. His dad didn’t have many friends, in fact, he vaguely remembers two guys that came around the farm from time to time. One of them was probably his godfather, so did that mean his godfather knew about magic? But Luna didn’t, at least not till recently, but the more he thought about it. The more it made sense. If his dad died because of magic, of course, his godfather, so going with the assumption knew about magic, would, of course, keep his distance.
That raised another possibility. Did his godfather have magic? Mac closes the phone, setting it back on the nightstand. He would have all day to think about this well-doing book work. If it really starts to bother him he’d just call him and try not to sound crazy.
“That’s going to be difficult,” he laughs quietly letting sleep take him. How do you ask someone about magic and not sound insane?
The morning came quickly or rather she was so excited she couldn’t sleep. She was going to be free! Free to roam! Free to enjoy life! Even if it was temporary, it still made her blood rush with excitement. So much so that she was standing on the porch bouncing on her feet waiting for Mac to give her permission to leave!
And he did!
Like a bullet, Maddie was gone down the road in her car. It’s been a long time since she’s driven anywhere other than to see Moon Dancer… Maddie’s grip tightens around the steering wheel. It’s been awhile since she’s gone to see Moon Dancer, more accurately it’s been awhile since Moon Dance asked for her to come visit. The rift between them seeming to grow by the day, maybe it’s grown too wide already?
“I’ll call her sometime. See if she wants to catch up,” Maddie said to herself, but who was the trying to convince? Moon Dancer was putting her own life together, reconnecting with her parents, and all sorts of other wonderful things. Intruding on her life just to pretend she actually had one friend was cruel to both of them.
Her enthusiasm properly curved Maddie’s mood now matches that of her surroundings as she pulls down her own block to the Canterlot library. Her old home. And her lab. Pulling around back to the loading dock, she drives up the ramp she had put in, clicking the garage door device on her key. The door remains closed. Prompting her to sigh as she climbs out of the car and manually unlocks the door and open it. Frustrated she drives inside and closes the garage door. She’d have to get that fixed.
“Home sweet home,” She hums walking into what had been her living quarters. A small kitchen, living room, and her bedroom all exactly as she had left it. Or had been forced to leave it. Snatching up the remote she jumps onto the couch turning on the TV. The power company had probably stopped supplying power a while ago, but that’s what generators were for. When dad first built the place, he installed some sort of gem powered generator, but he started buying power once he found out gems were not cheap in this world, nor were they as powerful as the ones in Equestria. It had been one of his biggest gripes about this world.
Still, even though the gems here couldn’t power an airship, they could power the library for six months at the very least. Not that she was going be staying that long. She should get to work, but well the shack Mac provided her was not spartan by any means, it wasn’t luxurious either. Even though she could stream everything on her computer she still likes to watch TV on an actual TV.
Maddie stretches out like a cat on the coach. Yawning loudly as she arcs her back, chopping her lips, “I wonder if that pizza guy will still deliver here. Shit, do I have any money here? Do I even have any food?” Rolling to her feet Maddie checks her fridge and then shuts it. Seems the fridge wasn’t on the generator’s circuits, great design dad. Moving the cupboards Maddie found rice, more rice, and instant ramen. “I guess I can’t give Mac crap about the food he gave me anymore, at least he had food.”
Taking the rice and pouring some into a bowl Maddie fills the bowl with water and sets it in the microwave, which was connected to the power grid and solemnly watches her merger meal cook. Five minutes later she takes out and sits at her small single person table, sighing heavily as she stares at the depressing meal.
“This may not be as much fun as I thought it would be living here again,” Maddie grumbles taking a few spoonsful of rice. As she slowly chews the tiny white grains her mind wonders. (Maybe I can go to the college and reconnect with some of the staff there. Moon Dancer may have known about the magic stuff, but I had plenty of other colleges and acquaintances that didn’t know. Course then I have to lie about where I’ve been, lie about what I’ve been doing, and basically live a complete lie again. Probably not a wise thing to do when on the path to redemption.)
Now she was really touched by Mac’s offer to give her full freedom, she was really, but she was worried about the other possibility. What if she can’t reform? What if Mac gets tired of trying and hands her off to Sixes? That meant either pony prison or Sixes melting her with lava. Neither was a very fun idea.
“I never got an F in anything, so I can pass this. Just think of it was one of dad’s tests or your college entrance exam, you can’t fail. Period! Even if you have to fake it a little.” That raised another question, how ‘good’ did she have to be? Really, the sirens weren’t exactly saints, but Sunset Shimmer almost was, so did she have to shoot for somewhere between there? And who decides this? Mac, Sixes, Sunset Shimmer, Princess Luna? And who was to be her jury? “Screw this, I’m going to take a quick nap. I woke up way too early for this. I’ll start dealing with food, investigating and all that when I wake up.”
Staggering to her bed Maddie threw herself on top of the mattress with little regard for the dusty sheets, it was just another thing to take care of later. As she snuggles into her memory foam pillow she hears the faintest of noise come from downstairs.
(Ok, so either rats are in my lab, or rats got into my lab and are now super rats, or there’s a looter. Either way, they're dead.) Raising with a burning rage Maddie pony’s up letting her magic flow into her muscles, the veins of her arms becoming more pronounced than before. (Wow, I really put on some muscle. Yay parkour.)
Dashing down the stairwell to the lab Maddie found the door wide open, the door handle a twisted mess of metal. So, it defiantly wasn’t rats, leaving looter or super rats. Super rats break doors, they did last time.
Creeping into the lab she saw the cages she had kept Mac and his friends and family and many other contained. Sticking to the shadows she spots shattered vials of multicolor liquids all over the ground. Mac and the others should have really sealed this place better, a lot of this stuff was dangerous.
The sound of someone cursing caught Maddie’s attention, slowly she made her way to the engineering part of the lab, where she had built devices. A shadowy figure looms over her workbench fiddling with something. The shadow wasn’t very tall, at least not taller than her, so she confidently steps out into the light, fists up.
“Hey, that’s my property.” She declares igniting her magic, spheres of green encapsulate her fists. It was Mac’s signatures move, magic boxing gloves, it wasn’t hard to learn so she took it for herself.
Her intruder hiss as they turn around, their face obscured by shadow. Try as she might Maddie couldn’t make out their face. Actually, she couldn’t make out anything, they were just a huge black blur to her. No matter though. “Since your already black, I’ll turn you blue.” She sighs at her own one-liner. She made charts for this, and it was still lame.
The shadow leaps at her, black lightning crackling between its fingers as it tries to claw her eyes out, but Maddie was quick. Ducking low she got under the intruder’s defenses letting loose a fury of magical blows, her supercharged fists connecting in the ribs, shoulder and then face! The intruder or maybe she should call it creature, let out a horrible yell as it quickly flees, generating large red wings on it’s back. It gave her one last glare, clutching its mouth with its hand before flying up the stairs.
Maddie let her transformation go, feeling a bit woozy. She holds up her first, a fang punctured between her knuckles, a sickly green venom mixing with the red blood as it drips onto the floor. She staggers towards the potions cabinet, her steps wide and unfocused as she slams into the wall. She fiddles with the lock, eventually just breaking the glass and grabbing for an antitoxin and needle. Her vision blurs and the world turning upside down. Her hands trembling as she sticks the needle in the bottle.
“God, I hope I get the right dosage,” She coughs, something dripping down her chin. Maddie slumps to the floor, her body falling sideways. One eye was completely blind now. Cringing she stabs the needle into her chest, pushing the plunger all the way down.
The antitoxin hits her like a truck. She had taken too much, way too much!
“Fuck, this is going to be a rough few hours,” She mumbles as her eyes flutter close. Her heart rate accelerating, running at ten miles a minute! She screams clutching her chest, steam rising off her body as pain floods her nervous system as the antitoxin purges, not the just the venom, but all the toxins in her blood, even the non-lethal ones.
Maddie screams again as black material seeps out of her pours with her sweat. She reaches for the ceiling, but her arms fell uselessly to the ground as her body nerves shut down, leaving her paralyzed till everything bad was purged from her body.
--break
Rainbow Dash barely makes to the school in time for the first bell to ring. One hand holding an ice pack against her cheek, well another held one to her side. Ebony hiding beneath her shirt, sporting her own injuries, the black snake softly hissing, chiding her for her rash actions.
“I know, I know, we weren’t ready to take Maddie on our own, but we got what we needed right?” The snake reluctantly nods, licking Rainbow’s shoulder wounds, the salvia numbing the pain. “Good, it was worth the risk.” Rainbow opens her locker, holding up her hand Ebony slither up her arm and into the shelf at the top of the locker. “Spit them out.”
Ebony opens her mouth, spitting up a locket that looked exactly like Twilight’s from the Friendship games and USB drive. Leaving the locket, for now, Rainbow picks up the drive with a wicked smile.
“With this, the balance of power is in my favor. Come on girl, let’s go find ourselves a nerd to exploit.” Ebony slithers back down her shirt and Rainbow mixes back into the crowd of students, blending in like a snake in the grass.