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// Chapter 6 
// Story: A displaced graboid 
// by Rob_Rhapsody 
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—A few weeks later—
I woke up in bed. (Since I’m a pony now, I sleep in a bed in Fluttershy’s cottage, a room opposite to hers)
I got up and stretched out my limbs and a few of the spikes in my mane and tail.

‘I should probably make a token, I am a Displaced after all, and now I can speak’

I took one of my spikes out of my mane and channeled myself into it. “Hey, I’m Tunneler and I’m a Graboid, If you need help from someone who can dig underground, fight a bad guy, or just want to hang out, put this spike on the ground in front of you and call out my name and stomp on the ground” I said, then I tossed the spike into the void portal that showed up out of nowhere. I got the spike back a few minutes later. I put the spike on my nightstand and left.

I made my way downstairs to the kitchen, and saw Fluttershy. “Hey Fluttershy, how did you sleep?” I greeted. 

“Oh, good morning Tunneler, I slept fine how did you sleep?” asked Fluttershy.

“Pretty good, I’m gonna go digging around and look for gems, I’ll be back later” I said, about to leave, only for Fluttershy to stop me.

“Oh no you don’t, you’re gonna have breakfast first, before you do anything today mister” said Fluttershy putting me in a high chair.

“I’m an adult, and I’m older than you, I don’t need to be in a ridiculously large high chair” I said to Fluttershy.

“Well you need to eat something before you go” said Fluttershy.

“Fine” I said crossing my hooves.

—Later—

I was digging to Sugarcube Corner and sent my tongues up to grab a pie from the windowsill again. Only this time, Mrs. cake was watching. As soon as I got a pie she grabbed my tongues and pulled. Unfortunately I didn’t have size on my side anymore so she pulled me from the ground and through the window.



We both landed in a heap on the ground. She saw me and I saw her. I quickly got off her and jumped out a window with a spin, and began drilling into the ground.

Leaving behind a confused Mrs. Cake.

—Mrs. cake POV—

I looked as the strange pony dug into the ground and left, I couldn’t comprehend what just happened.

“Who was that?” I said confused.