//------------------------------// // And the fan starts spinning, // Story: When Scars Heal // by gelorum //------------------------------// Unknown location. “So have you got anything yet?” “No Mace, now leave me alone!” “Chill Vanguard. What do you want for lunch cause I’m going out?” Mace is always getting on my nerves.. “Nothing I'm busy, now leave me alone!” “Just like your dad, aight back in a jiff.” Stupid idiot.. “Yeah,whatever.” Ok runt, you wanna be sneaky so much, two can play at that game!. “Rain Maker! Do a scan for every type of energy, Fridiot may or may not have used to sneak around, but make sure you link that to the corner of 4th street and Mane!” “Every kind Miss?” Aks the dirt brown unicorn. “Every kind.” “Yes Miss.” I need to hurry up and find this idiot if I care to get payed. “Energy source found Miss!” “Well what is it?” “Massive teleport energy signature at specified point.” “Are you sure, teleport energy doesn’t exist for his kind!” “Go to the corner and see for yourself then!” “Fine!” I reply storming off to the stairs. Reaching the surface I meet Mace returning with lunch. “Yeah. Hey were you going?” “To the corner of 4th and Mane.” “Well I’m coming too.” “Whatever.” Equestria, five minutes ago “Huh, what, oh that’s nice. Zzzzzzzz” Scoots jumps in her sleep from my outburst. Oops. Need to be more careful. "I need to think about this in more detail. Guess it couldn't hurt!" I ran across the living room and stepped up to the fireplace. “Gamma! Please open the chute!” I called to seemingly no one. “Voice recognized, Welcome back Mr. J!” The robotic voice beamed. “Good to be back Gamma. You still remember the ‘Aces In Exile’ training routine?” “Course I do Mr. J, feeling a bit frisky today?” She asks. I steeped onto the quick release pad. "Yes Gamma, I am!" Terry and I had a friend back on earth who was a whiz kid when it came to replicating personalities, He programmed both Artificial Intelligence personalities I ordered. Even though he was a genius, he didn't have any girls, therefore we spitefully called him ‘Bonehead’. Now I know what you're thinking, ‘Why spitefully?’, simple. He could go to school and have to take sanctuary in the principal's office, for all the girls trying to snatch him for their own, then have to blitz for the fire escape to dodge the female principle, only to refuse every phone number, card, or whatever they would leave in his locker or on his desk. One day though, He had had all he could stand and spent the entire night creating a new escape plan, he said his gut was telling him they would not fall for the same old routine any longer. Sure enough when morning came everything began as normal. His grandma drove him to school, I joined his journey to class, proceeded through the front doors to instantly blaze our way towards the principal’s office. Reaching the office we jumped out the window and onto the fire escape. “Going somewhere boys?” Miss Phallis asked in a rather sultry tone, causing us both to shudder and burst up the fire escape, as she was blocking the way down. Upon reaching the top, we found at least half the girls in the entire school already there, their numbers growing rapidly. “These girls are like mares during heat!” I quipped to Bonehead. I suddenly realized the fact the only school in town was almost all girls, the night class being the only exception where it was mostly boys, but still only a handful. “Ya don’t say!” He deadpanned. “Iv'e had enough of this time to end it right here, right now!” He roared. Now let me help you realize how his roaring might have been just a tiny bit intimidating. Drew, more popular to his friends by Bonehead, shared an almost carbon copy background with yours truly, and he was Britsih. Drew stands a towering six foot seven, weighs exactly three hundred pounds with all of it being muscle, is technically a genius at fifteen, and looks indestructible. now picture that roaring only about a foot away from you and loud enough to make your ears ring. “Admit it, we have you trapped, and you aren’t going to get away this time Drew!” One of the school girls snapped. He just stood there for a minute or so before sliding off his backpack, kneeling on the ground and pulling out a duster and stetson before putting them on. “What are you doing Bonehead, nows not the time for dress up!” I bellowed. "No, you're absolutely right, nows the time for dressing down!" A girl wearing clothes that were far too tight for a girl of any size let alone hers, says in an extremely lust filled voice causing me to shiver again. Rather than argue, he simply stood and threw me over his shoulder and began sprinting toward an unguarded edge of the roof. It took only about a second to realize what he was going to do. “That’s a three story drop numskull!” I yelled trying to squirm free only causing him to grip harder. He didn’t say anything and before I knew it we had left the building, even Elvis was impressed. Now I knew Drew had some issues concerning the jumping department. He could chin up the basketball goal and jump over twelve feet in the long jump, but two blocks was pushing on, no, is insanity. And that’s what we did. I wont be doing that again anytime soon. “Hey Jordan?” “Yeah?” “You wet yourself.” He answered flatly. “Lets just go home!” I said as we began walking back towards home. I was pulled out of my reminiscing by the sudden jolt of landing at the situation room. “Good luck Mr. J!” Kinda wish Bonehead was here right now so I’d have someone to fan spasm with. "Thanks Gamma!" I Que up the song I want to exercise to, morph and grab my favorite gloves, tighten my shoelaces, soften up my muscles and crack my neck, all before I begin my absolute favorite dance routine. So where should I start? Let's see it started after going blind. While nothing about that situation was odd other than, Big Mac talking more than, well anyone is used to actually! Then the next odd thing that comes to mind is Spitfire. Why would she talk to me so casually? And how did I know that she is going to be so ingrained in Scoots development, clear to the fact that Scoots would be a Wonderbolt? Grrrrrrrrrrrr! Nothing is making any sense, and I'm still confused! *Sigh* Well at least I have figured out how I can see again. I finish dancing and shower off the sweat and junk. "Time to do something. Maybe I'll go make a present for Luna." I walked to the elevator and went to the workshop, working late into the night.