The Quiet Kid: Day by Day

by aegishailstorm


Operator? Are you there?: Part 3

Three...Two...One...let's go!" The 2 of them lit their horns, Lifting officer Preston's body 3 feet above the ground. William's gaze wandered to the Glock 17 lying on the snow beside him. He slid the officer's gun into a holster around his neck. Figuring he would want it back later. Now, all ready, the 2 of them set off back towards Ponyville."Hey Joey, I would rather not explain...This to Twilight, let's take the long way home." His friend nodded, and they continued on their way." William, quick question, how does that stun gun of yours knock people out for?" Williams eyes widened at the sudden realization that he might have gone just a tad bit under kill,' Roughly 2 to 3 minutes, let me guess, he's waking up-yep, he's waking up." They stopped for a moment to check up on him, "Uh, Joey, he's got frostbite. We'd best pick up the pace," The officer groaned as they talked. "Uh, Joey, He's waking up, let's go." Urgently, the 2 galloped off, thankfully not coming across any town residents as they did. At last, they made it to their street, "Let's bring him to your house, I'd rather not let him see the stuff that I've got lying around in there." Joey franticly nodded. They set the deputy down on the front porch just long enough for Joey to open the door, they brought him inside, and set him down on his couch.

"Hey, grab him some hot chocolate. He'll probably want something warm once he comes to." Ordered William, throwing a blanket over him. Part of him still worried, in spite of all his usual bravado, he always felt uneasy and nervous around law enforcement. Human law enforcement, that was. The 2 ponies watched as the officer let out another groan, and coughed. "Uh, where am I?" He asked, trying to sit up. As he did, his name tag caught William's eye.

"P. Marmoza," William nervously tapped his hoof on the hardwood floor, this officer, as it seemed, was one of his airsoft buddies back in highschool, and back then, he also wasn't quite fond of bronies, furries, My Little Pony, or talking animals in general. William hoped that the fact that he was now part of the Yuba county sheriff's department meant that he wouldn't 'Overreact' when he discovered what had happened to William. He watched patiently as the deputy rubbed his eyes, and looked right at William, for a moment, he seemed bewildered. His bewilderment changed to a mixture of anger and confusion, "Where the hell am I?" He repeated, William stayed quiet, he watched as the officer's gaze shifted to the Glock that William had tucked in by his neck, "Hey, that's my gun!" He tried to stand up, but instead slumped back down."T-this isn't real-" He stopped, and turned to look over at the kitchen, where Joey was busy making a glass of hot chocolate, he gave Preston a wave, and continued. He scanned the room, his eyes always going back to the 2 equines there with him. The 3 of them where silent for a while, until Joey came back with the hot chocolate, "Here you go." He said, the officer screamed, and passed out again.

"I think he took to us rather well, what say you?" Joey chuckled, "And by the way, I saw his name tag a while ago, uh...I know him from highschool, airsoft, to be specific. And he doesn't exactly like talking animals, I'd prepare myself for quite a bit of profanity if I were you." Joey bit his lip, and William looked back over at Preston. He raised his hoof, and tapped him on the head. "Preston, wake up." He whispered softly, the officer's arm twitched and recoiled back for a moment, then he opened his eyes, and yawned. The first thing he saw upon waking where the faces of Joey and William. "Oh, so it wasn't all a bad dream after all. What do you want with me?" He asked this as if he was a prisoner of war. "We couldn't just let you freeze to death out there in the forest, you we brought you here." William answered. For now, he avoided the fact that he had knocked him out with a stun gun.

"Wait, that voice, I recognize it, William?" He swallowed hard, his ears twitched, "Uh, there isn't any easy way to say this, but yes, Preston. It's me, William. Your old airsoft partner." The deputy was silent for a moment, "Y-you're one of them!?" He asked in disbelief. William furrowed his brow, "what do you mean?" Preston continued scowling at him, "I don't believe it. What was all that talk about hating bronies, eh? Was it all a ruse?" William's ears flattened against his head he let out an angry sniffle, "What? Listen, this is a long, long story, just please, hear me out. And don't try to kill me while doing so." He watched as the deputy's right arm reached for his belt underneath the blanket, William stepped forward, and put his left hoof up. "Hey, don't try anything-"

"Get away from me, furfag!"Joey and William looked at each other, and laughed. "I'm sorry, what did you just call me?" The crazed look in Preston Marmoza's eyes said it all, "Get away from me you...Four legged freak of nature!" William sat down on the floor in front of him. "Stop. Now. I don't know what you think happened, but it's still me, same edgy psychopathy, just different body-" William watched as Preston drew a pocket knife from his belt. "Leave me the hell alone, you're not William, he'd never let...This happen to him." He flipped it's blade outwards, waving it at the 2 of them, "Preston, put the knife away, you're embarrassing your whole department. Now, calm down, and have some hot coco." He passed the cup across the coffee table.

"Clop in hell!" Preston shouted, scrambling backwards. William's demeanor changed, former friend or not, he wasn't about to get yelled at for something like this, "Watch you mouth, I'm armed too, you know. Now sit back, have something to drink, we're not going to hurt you. And no, it isn't poisoned." The 3 where still for a moment, then Preston finally responded, "Fine, can I go afterwards?" Joey rolled his eyes, "You aren't going anywhere, least not until that frostbite heals, and, you get a better attitude. "William shook his head, since when was he the better behaved one in...Any conversation? The 2 of them pulled up a pair of chairs, sitting down by the couch. Preston slowly took the drink in his hand, eying it with suspicion. Finally, he took a sip of it. "First question, how long have you been a pony?"

"Uh, since about 4 hours ago? Yeah, I know this going to sound odd, but they didn't force me to turn. I asked Joey here to." Preston facepalmed as though he as talking with a group of kindergarteners, "Why though? Why would you give up your humanity," William ruffled his wings, "I didn't give up anything, except my fingers and toes, and I did it because I wanted a pair of these." He opened them up fully. Preston shrugged, "Odd, but, ok, what's with him?" He pointed at Joey. "I'm his friend, unlike him, I've been a pony for...about a year now."


"Is this like...a permanent thing, or is it temporary?" William shrugged, "Temporary." Preston nodded, the 2 ponies could clearly see that he was slowly, but surely, beginning to calm down. He turned to Joey "Alright another thing, why aren't you wearing anything-"

"Yeah, he's not answering that. I'm not either, Although, don't expect me to go playing horsey." He awkwardly smiled, he always hated it when other's brought that up. "Well, fair enough, I mean, as much as I hate it to admit, you are kinda sorta covered in fur, so I...guess it's ok? Ugh, you know what? Never mind, next question, why does it look like you're going off to war?"

"You know, every single creature that I come across in this place asks me the same thing, my response? Why not? Oh, and by the way here's to showing you that magic isn't just for little girls." He lit his horn, and an M4 appeared, hovering in mid air.
"Uh, how did you do that?" The rifle disappeared, "That's a long, long story, but I will tell you this, that was most certainly not the magic of friendship?"

"I'm sorry, what did you say!?You know what? I was right, I may not be able to save you 2, but I can still save myself." William lit his horn, and pulled the helmet and ski mask off, revealing his clearly equine face. immediately, Preston turned away, "Hey, look at me. Look at me damnit!!!" The deputy looked back at him, what he saw was most definitely not his old friend, sure, it had his voice, and appeared to have his love for weapons as well, but still, something about it was just...wrong." He set the empty glass down on the table, "Fine, I'm clearly in no condition to be up walking around, so I suppose I can stay, but as soon as I'm feeling able, I want to be sent home!"

"That's fine by me, last thing I want is another human to put up with. Anyway, since you're clearly so accepting. We have something else to show you." William walked to the back door of Joey's house, and unlatched it, "You coming?" Preston raised his hand, "Yeah, sure, just give me a bit to-" As he stood up, a bolt of pain shot through his leg, and he dropped to his knees, Joey caught him by the wing, "You might want to keep that blanket wrapped around you, it's cold out." The officer reluctantly agreed, seeing as it was either he be helped by this 'pony', or he crawl his way to the door.


"Well, what is it?" He asked, unenthusiastically. William swung the door aside, letting the cold, frosty air in. The 3 of them stepped outside, and instantly, Preston's anger was replaced by wonder. He was in a valley, surrounded by distant rolling hills and mountains. He looked up, high above him, he could see more ponies, these ones with wings, just like the 2 standing behind him. Flying around, he could hear more chatter and hoof steps out in front of the house, he took a few steps forward, and peeked around the corner, he nearly fainted again. Even more ponies lay on the other side, all seemingly going about there day. He looked north, in the distance, he could see a lone mountain that pierced the clouds, on it's edge, was what appeared to be a missive castle. The whole scene was both laughable, perplexing, and amazing.



"Well, I can see why you like this place, it's amazing." He commended it, being an avid D&D player, he loved fantastically landscapes, and this was unlike anything else he had ever seen. "Ready to head back inside?" William asked from behind.
"Sure." The three went back inside. "Well, uh... Preston, this is awkward, but we have to go. If we leave you here alone, will you behave yourself?" He thought about it for a moment, "Yes. Where are you going?" William raised one of his wings up, "I'm going to give these a try. Food's in the fridge, help yourself, although I would advise you take it easy. 'Least for now." Without another word, the 2 of them left, leaving Preston alone, with nothing to do except sit around and wait. Seeing as he knew nothing of this world. And that William still had his gun. Something he swore he would get him back for.