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// chapter 3 
// Story: Discorded Humanity 
// by The Drifting Bard 
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go go power davey




The wind blew, making the leaves dance as if to the music coming from the library. 
I stood on the balcony watching as ponies danced the night away. Luna was mingling with the guests, attempting to make friends. Twilight was pouring herself a drink, while pinkie pie bounced up and down. I gazed in wonder, questioning where the pink pony found the energy.

“Hey, sugarcube, how come yer not partying?” Applejack asked me, making me jump. I looked at her, with a content look on my face. “I never was one for big gatherings, I guess you could say that im a little bit nervous when at big parties like this” I answered with a chuckle, still in slight pain from the fight with a cockatrice.
“And besides, I only got out the hospital yesterday” by my calculations, a significant amount of time had passed since the party had begun, and the moon was hovering at 2am. I watched as Luna hopped into her chariot, she waved goodbye to her new friends. It was at that point the music stopped, everyone left for their respective homes. I took a deep breath, and plonked myself on the sofa. Looking over to see a sleeping Spike, I decided it best to scoop him up and put him to bed.
“Dave,” twilight said as she watched me tuck Spike in. “that was…”
“He’s a child, remember? It’s only right to treat him as such from time to time” I interrupted her, as I walked over to her. 
“That was almost fatherly” she said, 
“Maybe your right,” I agreed “but still, I’m only twenty, still young myself”
I watched as twilight’s jaw dropped, “seriously? Twenty? I thought you were younger than that” she stated, I deadpanned, racking my brain to find a logical answer. 
“Humans age differently to Ponies I guess” I gleefully answered.
I then went on to explain how bland human life could be, I nodded happily “at least that’s what I think anyways” I chuckled, I could hide my intelligence really well, although I found some concepts from Equestria hard to swallow, specifically the little debate we had about the sun and moon being moved by the princess’ magical abilities. 

In the end I gave up arguing with the words “if I can see it in person, then I’ll believe it” she smiled at this. But then she watched my face falter, as if trying to see my thoughts. “I need to get something, kind of similar to a…what was it called? A cutie mark?” she nodded, “do you think there’s a tattoo place around, or something similar?” she started opening books to find information on the subject. She looked up at me for a moment. 
“Looks like we’re going back to Zecora’s again” she chuckled. 
“Alright, but we go in the morning” I yawned. Lying down on the sofa, I heard twilight’s quiet voice as she bid me goodnight. 

I couldn’t sleep, seeing as there was an unknown amount of things which could attack the town. I scanned over different books, familiarizing myself with the beasts, demons and dark deities of Equestrian mythology. I had to be ready for what ever came waltzing in. 

I stepped out into the cold, and started to walk, the walk soon developed into a run, I ran the entire circumference of the town edge. My legs were burning. 
I had noticed the stream of lights flickering around me. How they danced, how they shone. Before long, I had just assumed they were fireflies. 

I arrived back at the library, where one particular firefly started to glow, upon closer inspection, the firefly turned out to be the symbol of magic. 
“Twilight, wake up,” I said quietly in her ear, she opened her eyes. “Look at this”
I said, noting her disbelief as the elements of harmony were floating around me, soon the elements started fusing themselves onto my body. The element of magic resided on my forehead, much like a Buddha spot. The element of kindness made its home between my shoulder blades. The element of loyalty and the element of honesty rested themselves on my calves. The elements of laughter found its way onto my chest, settling itself above my heart. I suddenly felt a brief burst of pain. 
While the rest settled themselves as tattoos on my body, the element of magic caused me great pain as the crystal somehow bore itself slightly into my skull. The pain lasted for a minute. I watched her face as it contorted into another look of worry. “Well it seems I’m going to be stuck here” I said as I picked myself up from the floor.

Twilight nuzzled me gently, trying to figure out what to do. “Twi, just send a message to Celestia about this, she needs to know,” I smiled, knowing full well the severity of the situation. “Looks like I wont need to see Zecora after all” I chuckled, while wiping fresh blood off my forehead. 

I stayed awake for the rest of the night, I told twilight to send the letter I the morning. 
I set off to find a clearing to see what I could do with these newly acquired elements. 
As I began experimenting, for a while I could feel a sudden electric current rush through my body. I locked on to a nearby fallen branch and tried to lift it telekinetically. Nothing had happened. So, I decided to try something else. I jumped up. 

Weirdly, I stayed put in the air “holy shit,” I muttered to myself. I glided around ponyville for a few moments. In the end I found myself perched atop the carousel boutique. I laid there on the roof, and watched the moon fall gently into the horizon. 
The sun came up on another strange day in Ponyville.

I jumped down, walking to Sweet Apple Acres. I watched as the green flame of a message flew across the sky towards Canterlot.
I took a deep sigh, knocked on the door to the boutique. The door was answered by Sweetie Belle “good morning Dave” she greeted me with a tired smile, “the shop isn’t open for another three hours, but im sure my sister won’t mind if I let you in”

I took a few steps, and noticed the state the room was in, different fabrics laid out, the mannequins covered in dress prototypes and pins. I noticed a strip of fabric long enough to tie around my head as a bandana, covering the element of magic on my forehead. “So how are you today? Sweetie” I asked, she smiled, happily munching on her breakfast.
“Well today’s a school day, so I’ll probably be bored, plus… nah I don’t think you’d be able to help” 
I shook my head. “Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked, little did I know a certain purple maned fashionista was eavesdropping. 
“Its Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, they keep bullying me, Applebloom and Scootaloo” 
I placed hand on her shoulder for a moment, taking a deep breath. “Rarity, you can come out now,” I said with a smirk “you may as well hear about it too” I smiled a slightly depressed smile, 
“also, Rarity, I think you need to gather the other elements later at the library” she was about to ask about the bandana “anyways… yeah, I know what its like being bullied,” Sweetie belle looked up at me “I know what its like, walking into a classroom, getting called hurtful names, people pushed me around because I was too… um… sensitive, I suppose that’s the right word for it,” I continued, taking a breath. I took a glance at rarity, she looked sympathetic towards me,
“but then something happened, I was surrounded by twenty students of different grades, all kicking me when I was down, little did I know it, but I was stronger than them, sure twenty against one was bad odds, but I stood my ground, after that day, nobody would attempt to hurt me, because I continued to smile”
I saw the tears hit the floor, “don’t cry, in fact don’t let those stuck up snobs get to you, because your better than them” I smiled, patting the small filly on the head. “Dry your eyes rarity, I require some new clothes, preferably long sleeved t-shirts, boxer shorts and black trousers” I lifted my arms and everything, so she could take measurements. “I never knew your life was like that, Dave” she said, her voice trembling slightly with hints of sadness, 
“hey, Rarity, if you want, I can walk Sweetie Belle and her friends to school” I noted her radiant smile had reappeared.
“If its not too much trouble, I need to tidy” I chuckled at her for a moment. 
“It was all true,” I said darkly “life on my world is rife with sadness, but we find happiness in doing things we love,” I spoke peacefully. She had finished her measurements, she then handed me another piece of fabric 
“in case you lose the other one” she smiled, I noticed the musical notes on it.
“Thanks rarity” I pulled her into a hug, but the hug was interrupted by a young filly clearing her throat “can we go now?” Sweetie belle asked glumly, I could tell she wasn’t pleased to go to school. “Hey Sweetie, remember, don’t let them get to ya, now lets go find your friends” I smiled.

As we walked out we could see a certain orange filly zoom past on her scooter. “Hey sweetie belle, hi Dave, how’s it going?” Scootaloo asked cheerfully. “Not too bad, just had a weird night, you?” I answered, and noticed Scootaloo looking down to the ground “it’s Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon isn’t it, don’t worry, Sweetie Belle told me” I stated calmly. Scootaloo nodded. “Come on, lets get you to school, no doubt we’ll bump into Applebloom along the way” I grinned, telling them the story of how I discovered Metal music. The fillies giggled, as we walked up to Sweet Apple Acres. 
I watched as Applebloom came bounding down the path. I chuckled to myself at the thought of Applebloom joined your party.

As we arrived at the school, I could see little ponies looking up at me, and then they started firing questions at me, inane questions, and insane questions. “I wasn’t expecting the Spanish inquisition” I grumpily said, I spotted an older pony shouting “come along children, time to start your lessons” as I watched the students file into the classrooms, the teacher walked up to me “hello, sorry about the students,” she smiled “you must be Dave, am I right? My name is Cherrylee” 
“Pleased to meet you, Mon Cherri” I finished with a mock French accent. 
She giggled “good with kids and courteous too” she said, looking deep into my eyes.
“I shouldn’t really keep Twilight waiting you know, but could you keep an eye on Diamond Tiara and her cohort Silver Spoon for me? I have a feeling they’ve been bullying the cutie mark three” I asked with a smile. 
“Of course, I must be off, I have a lesson to teach” she waved to me as she left.




I walked back to the library, head held high with pride. As I opened the door, I could see the six elements of harmony all looking at me, with a hint of worry written across their faces. “Right then, lets get this over with” I proceeded to tell them about last night, with a few gasps, and random questions from Pinkie, I removed the bandana. Twilight, who had dismiised the events of last night as a dream, shot me a look. “That better not be real” she exclaimed.
“Unfortunately it is, so im keeping it hidden from the other ponies, I have each of the elements now engraved on my body, apart from magic, which I believe could be a focus point,” I explained “hurt like a bitch when it happened” I grinned. 

After having a cup of tea, we waited for the princess of the sun to arrive. 
Before long Fluttershy had given me a look, not of worry, but of distain. “Did you really have to kill that Cockatrice?” she asked. 
“I didn’t really have any other choice” I stated, looking down. 
“I agree” the voice of the sun goddess boomed behind me
“But I’m surprised to see the elements react this way” Celestia continued, it was almost as if she had heard the whole explanation earlier.
“Does this mean I’m stuck here?” I asked, not knowing the full extent of the situation.
She nodded. “Unfortunately yes, however, after receiving several reports on how you went out of your way to help the ponies of ponyville, I hardly see it as a bad thing” 
She spoke, not with spite, but new-found respect. 
“I see, so twilight has been reporting to you about me then” I smiled.

I glanced at the purple pony, she looked nervous. “Anyway, I shall look into this matter, but for now, I want you to settle down here” 
“Its okay your highness” I gave her a small smile. 
“Farewell, Dave of Ponyville” she stepped into her chariot, and took off.

“Is she always this confusing?” I asked no-pony in particular