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// Chapter 7: Button Masher Pt1 
// Story: Nothin' but Button 
// by TheGandyMan 
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Button jumped behind cover as bullets' rendered his teammate into nothing but shreds.  Soon after, more metal pellets began to riddle the sandbag he had gotten behind.  Pulling out a small device from his pack, he tossed it into the window of a nearby building.  Pressing a button on his chest, he disappeared with pink flash, reappearing inside a bedroom above the device he'd thrown.

"Tartarus!  I didn't even see them!"

Button pulled out a pistol with his cybernetic griffon claw, a recent addition to his build, "Hey bro, don't worry about it.  You were a great distraction."

"Oh screw you."

Button chuckled in response as he glanced over at his open bedroom door.  Both his and Mic's bedroom doors were open as they played the game.  It took a while but Button had managed to convince the Pegasus to buy one of the many games he played.  The current one was an immersive First Pony Shooter game set in an advanced dystopian Equestria.

"Why am I not respawning?" Mic paused for a moment, "That's the word right?"

Button rolled his eyes but was still smiling as he checked out the window.  The sound of a bullets whizzed over his head, "You respawn near a teammate that isn't in the middle of combat.  Just gimme a minute."

"Counting."

Button checked his left hoof where a small screen with dots on it showed there were at least two other beings coming towards the building.  He needed to get out of the building somehow without them noticing and his Relocator was out of charges.

"Why are you still there?  Isn't somebody gonna kill you."

Button rolled his eyes, "I leave I get shot idiot."

"Just fly out the- oh... right no wings.  Sorry."

"Wings wouldn't be so bad right no..." Button stopped and looked into his inventory.  He had the necessary items.  If he was fast enough he could build a way out.

Button Mashed the buttons on keyboard as quickly as he could, expertly placing different materials in the appropriate crafting slots until eventually he grinned, "Welp, sky's the limit."

"...seriously?"

"I'm never serious."

Equipping the newly built item, two little devices appeared on his back.  Soon after they were put on, they flashed and a pair of translucent rows of feathers appeared on his back.  They were made of magic and while they wouldn't last as long as robotic ones, these at least would be faster.

Just as the door to the room burst open, Button flew back out the window he'd come through with incredible speed.  By the time the enemy knew what had happened, Button had already gotten plenty out of the dodge.

"Whoo!  That's what I'm talkin' about!  Ya see why I like this game, Mic?"

"Okay fine, I admit that was pretty cool."

Button came to a landing outside the village and looked to see Mic's avatar reappear next to him.  As cliche as it was the two of them had avatar's that looked pretty much like replicas of themselves, although for Button this was only one of his builds.  He usually played a Zebra in this game but that was another story.  For Mic's first time playing, he thought it'd make more sense to be something that the feathered horse would recognize.

"Yer dang right it was cool.  How many seconds did it take me to make that?  That's gotta be a world record."

"In your dreams.  Besides, I'll need royalties since I'm the one who put that idea in your head."

Button rolled his eyes, "Suuuuure.  Anyways, you wanna try another raid?"

Mic thought for a while, he was enjoying himself.  While he'd been against it at first, the game had actually been a lot more fun than he had given it credit for.  Admittedly, he mostly did not want to take up too much space on his computer since he used it for his music endeavors, but had conceded when Button had presented the possibility of something called Gamer Mares.  Mic will never admit to that though.

"You know what?  Sure.  And THIS time I'm not gonna die twenty seconds in."



"GAH!"

"Hey, twenty-two seconds.  You're improving."