//------------------------------// // Interlude... I mean M'aiq! // Story: M'aiq in Equestria // by Alternate Universe Maiq //------------------------------// Here once again lays M’aiq, throbbing in pain. He wonders who or what hit him? A quick look around reveals a small chubby green and purple dragon. Normally, he would run away from the sight of such a creature. Always, wanting to tear M’aiq’s face off and brew it in a stew. The little dragon looks like he’s a baby. M’aiq could pick him up a squeeze as hard as he can and pinch those little lizard cheeks. That is what exactly what M’aiq did. “Hay! Whoa! Hahahaha! That tickles! Put me down!” “M’aiq does not care. He thinks you are very adorable.” The little dragon smells good too. So good, he could just lick him. he extends his tongue out and licks the dragon. “Eeeeeeewwwwwwww,” cried the dragon. He tasted like… well… If M’aiq said that the dragon tasted like candy. He would be lying. The dragon tasted like dirt. Plain old fashion dirt. It will take M’aiq days to get this awful taste out of his mouth. “Aaaaahhhhhh!” cried a soft feminine voice. A quick thump to the head later. -Insert transition here, because the author was too lazy to say what happened- M’aiq is starting to think that no one likes him. He wakes up in a pink bed. Of all things. Why would they place him in a pink bed? Ponies on all sides look at him. They have very large eyes, he wonders if he can use them as dinner plates. “Hi M’aiq! Guess who’s here. Cereal box, pink pie, a rare diamond pony, flutterbutter, dashing rainbow and a book that I have a low opinion about that has sparkling vampires! Let’s take them to space.” “Ah’m not a cereal box!” retorted Applejack. “Shush, cereal box.” Replied Space Core. M’aiq thinks with the right amount of cuddling those two would be the best of friends. That set aside, M’aiq feels like he’s been to oblivion and back. “M’aiq has to ask. Who hit M’aiq?” “I… I… I… I did.” Said the butter yellow pegasus in a faint whisper. “Tell M’aiq why you hit him.” At this point M’aiq was fed up with getting hit. Now he is dead serious. He looks at the pegasus with cold eyes. “I… I…” tears swell up in her eyes. “I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO EAT SPIKE! WAAAHHH!” She brought her fore hooves to her face, tears streaming down. M’aiq feels terrible now. How could he have made a fragile mare cry? He is no khajiit; he is a… something that makes ponies cry. He should hug her. “M’aiq forgives you for hitting him and he is sorry for making you cry. Hug M’aiq.” She wipes the tears from her face. Her hooves stretch out in front of M’aiq. He returns the favor, his arms sweep her of the ground, chest meeting chest. His arms reach around the her body, increasing in tightness. Both of their heads rest peacefully on each others shoulder. She coos, her head slowly rubbing against M’aiq. A door opens wide. Shining Armor steps through. He approaches the bed holding with him a pot of flowers and a box that says chocolate. M’aiq lets go of the pegasus. He looks at Shining Armor. “I see that you and Fluttershy are getting along. I heard what happened to you and picked you up a little something.” Shining Armor hands M’aiq a pot of flowers and box of chocolate. “That is sweet of you. M’aiq will enjoy eating these flowers and planting these ‘chocolate’” Everyone in the room laughs. What? Did Sanguine paint his face purple again? Not that M’aiq is complaining. But why purple? “Hahaha! No. You eat chocolate.” Replied Shining Armor. “Oh… M’aiq will enjoy eating them then. By the way, M’aiq has not given you your belly rub.” “That is quite alright.” He said in a nervous tone. There was no time for words. M’aiq gets out of bed, with only one thing in mind. Belly rub. He flips Shining Armor on his back. M’aiq was ready. He raised his hands high into the air, but before he could come clashing down onto the poor stallion’s belly. Another door opens. “What are you doing to my husband?” M’aiq looks at the mysterious wife of Shining Armor. “M’aiq was going to give him a belly rub. His name is M’aiq, nice to meet you.” “Yes… I’ve heard of you. Along with all of that moaning. Tell me. How did you get him to moan like that?” “That’s easy.” Replied M’aiq. M’aiq places his hand behind Shining Armor’s ear and begins to rub it. Shining Armor moans. How does the roof over our heads not fall? He is moaning like he had two hag witches sleep with him. Don’t ask M’aiq how he knows that. “M’aiq! Stop that!’ cried Twilight. M’aiq stops. “Thank you M’aiq. My name is Candace,” said the cheerful pink pony. Why is she so happy all of a sudden? M’aiq didn’t do anything to make her happy. Did he? The only reason he could think… of… oh… he no longer wants to be on this subject. A guard comes rushing through the door. “Discord has escaped! We need the Elements of Harmony!” Everyone shouts in a perfect simultaneous angelic chorus. “What?” “Discord? Discord! Noooo! He destroyed space! I don’t want space be destroyed again! SEND ME TO SPACE! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” “Who is Discord? M’aiq wants to know.” “No time to explain! Follow me everypony!” said the guard. Down a hall. Down a hall. Down another hall. How many halls does this castle have? It’s making his head spin. After going down another hall, we are met with two giant purple, gold incrusted doors. The guard pony opens these doors. Note to M’aiq: Do not anger a guard pony. LOOK AT HIM! A little pony that barely meets up to M’aiq’s neck line, is pushing two giant doors that look like they could weigh as much as a full grown mammoth, all by himself. As soon as the doors open, we find ourselves in garden. This was the most beautiful garden M'aiq had ever seen. Roses, tulips and daisies encircled a white stone table, three plush chairs surround it and sitting in these chairs are beings that he never wanted to see in one place. The goddess of the sun, spirit of chaos and our favorite homicidally insane prince.