//------------------------------// // Act 2, Scene 2 // Story: Doctor Horrible is Adorable // by Scarlett Haze //------------------------------// Time seemed to continually jump forward at random intervals. What could be causing such a thing? I know certainly that being an additional presence in the universe, it could make it unstable, but I was inhabiting a body that was acceptable to said universe. I would have attempted to think of a reason as to why, but I kept feeling more depressed as the days continued until I had my head so far down it dragged on the floor as I walked. "Let's look at the Junior Speedsters scoreboard for this week," Sunset Boulevard said, snapping me out of my thoughts as she pointed to a representation of a race between three pegasi, each of them having a name on their sides. "I'd like to say, well done for our cabin, Cheer is in the lead with fifty more points than Uproar!" Everypony in the room cheered and I just kept my head low. I knew I had no input into that score. My flight was terrible, no power behind the flaps, the ability to tilt the wings so that I could bank to the left or right was either too much or too little, and even when I could actually have control of flying, Bad Horse members were waiting to pelt me with cloud balls, distract me, or just tackle me mid-air and claim it as a mistake. I had, at one point, managed to thwart one prank in particular by sending an anonymous letter to Snowflake about both the hidden base and what they had planned for the cake that was going to be served during lunch. It was a small victory before I had later found a letter on my bunk bed. Here's how it went. BAD HORSE! BAD HORSE! BAD HORSE! BAD HORSE! You've seen the operation we tried to pull today And our humiliation means we will say “neigh” And now we need to break you it's just the only way There will be tears, now show your fears You've found trouble Signed: Bad Horse In my fear, I had thrown the letter away. The more I tried to fight against them and tried to focus on something that could help me get out, the more tangled into the mess I had become. I had resolved to make sure that I would do nothing to draw attention anymore. Something that myself and the voice inside me could agree on. However, I kept finding myself more and more depressed over having no control over most of my words or actions. I had continuously tried to contact Moist again in an attempt to try and reestablish myself and get some words of encouragement, but all I would be greeted with was a black screen that reflected my own face. "Can I see you for a moment, Fluttershy?" My eyes met with Sunset Boulevard, her eyes looking at me warmly like they always have. I only nodded and went with her outside near the front door of our cabin. Once she had left, her face went from her usual happy demeanor to a more solemn expression of concern as she looked at me. "Why are you so glum all of the time? I've never seen another camper act this way before, and I'm sure its not related to your... well, disorder." Well, I had to give it to her, she was blunt when she needed to be. "I just keep getting picked on, and picked on because of how badly I fly. Not only that, but those mean bullies are everywhere and I want to say some of the meanest, nastiest things to them back." I mumbled out in a decibel that could actually be considered close to a normal talking range. I got tense, angry, I was practically showing Sunset what was being bottled up because of what was happening, but soon I again slumped and my mane covered my face again. "I just can't say it though. I'm too kind, and I wish I wasn't..." A quiet passed between the both of us for a moment, my eyes wet with tears building up as I looked at the floor. "Remember when I told you that I was an actress, Fluttershy?" Sunset finally spoke, prompting me to look up to her. "I was raised up in a rich family, gained everything that I wanted, had so many movie rolls, but I wasn't happy..." Oh no! Not the feels! Here’s a story of a girl Who grew up fast and happy Thinking love was meant for her And trouble wouldn't ever find me Even in the spotlight Every shadow can be found And every day a tear Brings empty nothings To ponies watching all around Dreams replaced within me A stallion loved completely Had to give up all I received Turned away from who I would be Anytime you’re hurt there’s one Who has it worse around Don't turn from who you are I'll say your growing Kindness for everypony in town So keep your head up little filly She stopped her song as she put a hoof underneath my chin and lifted it up to look at her. "No pony wants to be hurt, but if it means making those around you happy, sometimes it is worth the bits of suffering that may come with it." She remarked, finally dropping her hoof away from my chin and giving her smile to me. She stepped back inside and I sat myself at the front of the cabin steps, looking out at the camp. From afar I could see Gilda causing large columns of clouds to shoot up underneath ponies that were trying to fly, causing them to spiral in mid-air. What could I even do? I kept asking that question, over and over. Finally, I found an answer, something that never occurred to me before. Somethings gonna go down! This started as a moral dilemma ‘cause at first It was weird though I swore to eliminate the worst Of the plague that devoured my sanity it’s true I was vague on the “how” - so how can it be that you Have shown me the light I stood up, greeting the sun from my shadowed cover and passing the laughing griffin as she regrouped with the other Bad Horse members. It's a brand new day And the sun is high All the birds are singing That I've got to try How I hesitated Now I wonder why It’s a brand new day With new found fervor, I had got a rolling cart and began ripping away everything I could find in different buildings in a very sneaky manner. All the times that I tried to accumulate, here's a part All the crimes incomplete - here, another in the bin Mrs. Cool, Mrs. Wrong, Mrs. Know-It-All is through Now the future's so bright and I owe it all to you Who showed me the light As the rest of the day continued, I had went back into my hidden 'base' with Ditzy in tow. I had considered her a minion, but part of me also considered her a friend. It's a brand new me I will show remorse Now the water's rising And I know the course I'm gonna shock this world Gonna show Bad Horse It's a brand new day And Dashie will see the good in me I'm a joke, I'm a dork, I'm a failure And I will cry but my tears will dry When I look at her eyes and hear the words 'I'm sorry.' My mind began to wonder, an imaginative world at my hoof tips. I was standing in front of a giant Gilda and beside me was a laser of sorts. It's a brand new day Yeah the sun is high All the angels sing That I've got to try Go ahead and laugh I was a funny guy Tell everyone goodbye… It's a brand new day! The laser fired in the realm as the giant griffon seemed ready to crush me, and I came back to reality. If Fluttershy wanted to show kindness to others, then what better way than to show the ultimate kindness by exposing Gilda's actions and getting Bad Horse disbanded? *** "People have been so enraptured by the yellow cartoon pony that you've neglected to show fear about anything that I have done recently," an enraged Robo-Horrible spoke out. "It seems that I'll have to take further matters into my gloved hands, and find who was responsible for interrupting my transmission online. Only then will I stop idiots like Johnny Snow from making comments such as-" Robo-Horrible lifted a sheet of paper up and read it aloud. "-that pony is so cute and cuddly, it's actually worth seeing Doctor Horrible get butthurt over it." Robo-Horrible lowered the paper and gave an angry stare to the camera for a moment before he threw the paper away and grit his teeth. "And I'll broadcast the total destruction of whoever this is LIVE in front of this camera so that you can all witness what happens to those that DARE interfere with me and my plans!" He shouted before forcibly shutting the camera off and preparing his ascent to the main lab and conduct his meeting with his minions. As Robo-Horrible left the room, Moist went back to the basement to continue his attempts to contact Doctor Horrible. He had talked with the Pink Pummeler, Conflict Diamond, and finally Bait... or was it Switch? Only they knew about Horrible's sudden issue and because they weren't part of the Evil League of Evil, they were the only ones that Moist could trust. As he set about his normal routine, his cellphone rang and he picked up. "Yeah?" Moist answered. "Hourglass here, listen, I don't normally mess with time, but this is big, GET. OUT. OF. THE ROOM." Moist's eyes went big, Hourglass had to have seen something major and he needed to go. As he hung up his cell, he turned to see Robo-Horrible at the staircase. "I've been seeing what's going on Moist, and I'm not happy." Moist watched as the robotic duplicate of his best friend begin to approach him, clearly in a threatening manner. Moist made a break for the door by managing to dodge the crushing grip of Robo-Horrible's arms and began to rush up the stairs. His heart pounded as he heard the doppelganger followed from behind as he got to the door and opened it. Moist then saw he was surrounded by multitudes of minions blocking his path and a slowly approaching Robo-Horrible. "Come on, FRIEND, I'd like to test something on you..."