Music Clef's Point of View
"Ugh... This is not, a fashion statement..." Rarity says. "Fashion aside,you really want to know where we are on the inside." Zecora says,rubbing her head,which she probably bumped onto a nearby rock. For a zebra,she's smart. Being from beyond the Everfree Forest,I think I should have known that a little while back. "Yes." Rarity confessed. I should have known. "We're in an alternate universe,we should go back to Equestria before it gets worse." Zecora replies,turning the rock that she bumped on to a cloud of mist. "Yeah. Before you get a taste of the Boston Basher!" a voice screams. A boy was charging toward us,using a red shirt and wielding a spiky baseball bat. Fluttershy shrinks and tries to fly away,but I stop her.
"Is he nice?" Fluttershy stammers. "Please... Don't kill us... We've just been teleported... We don't even know where moi and my friends are." I say. He stares into my eyes,and sighs. "Okay,you can stay here. My affliate is Scout. I'm the fastest mercenary on the battlefield." the boy says. "So,your nickname is Scout?" I say. "Yep." Scout replies. He unlocks his room. "Music Clef.. Right? You'll be staying here. With me. Okay?" Scout says in a sotto voice. He smiles at the others. "You'll have to stay with the other eight. I'm sorry if I picked her,and my bed is a double-bunk. Try to introduce yourselves to the others. Maybe,Fluttershy,you might go with Medic. He'll know what to do." Scout says. "Scout,I have something to tell you." I say. "What is it,Music?" Scout says. "Is it fine I stay at the upper bunk? 'Cause I'm used to sleeping at the roof of my house." I confess. "Sure. Dere's fresher air up dere." Scout says. "Scout?" I say. "Yeah?" "I know you." I say."What? I don't know you." Scout says. "I know you because I play as you in a video game. It's called TF2. Or Team Fortress 2." I say.
I'm greeted by his snoring.
THE NEXT DAY…
"WAKEY-WAKEY,MAGGOTS!" a voice says,confirming that it wasn't a dream. It's probably the Soldier. "He's always like that. He always let's us sleep early and rise early. I'm so used,I think I like it." Scout says. "Who? The Soldier?" I ask. "Yep. He was prolly with Big McIntosh. He always likes the brawny ones." Scout replies. "Soldier's made a great choice in combat,but,he's silent. He only says the occasional “Eeyup” or “Nope”. But he's not dumb,Scout. He's even stronger than any of the other ponies at home." I say. "Last night,we've made our mind. You'll take place instead of us. Do you agree?" Scout asks. "Heck,yes!" I say,bouncing. "Then you'll be a Scout." Scout says happily. "Brohoof!" I say. He cocks his head to one side. I bring out my hoof and he understands. "Finally! Someone who knows how to brohoof!" I say. "Well,maybe Rainbow Dash can be a Medic. Who knows,maybe she'll run as fast as you and keep training the MediGun on you." Scout says. "Well,we're not the same. I'm a Unicorn;she's a Pegasus. It's complicated." I explain. I go to the mess hall. I ate a sandwich. It's with something called ham and cheese,with a small olive on top,connecting the sandwich with a toothpick. I'm lucky there's lettuce. Something to remind me of home.
"So,y'all made up your minds?" I ask. "Yeah." the other ponies say. "I'm a Scout." I say. "I'm a Pyro." Twilight says. "Eeyup." Big McIntosh says,pointing to Soldier. "I'll be an Engie!" Applejack says,while Engineer tries to stifle his laughing. "Yay,a minigun!" Pinkie says,confirming the fact that she wants to be a Heavy. "I'd be a Demozebra,but I don't want to use a minigun like Sasha." Zecora says,in her usual rhymes,riddles,and stuff that makes her hate the Heavy. "I'd be a Medic!" the cyan rainbow colored Pegasus says. "Sniper." Fluttershy says. I can't believe she took such a risky job being a professional assassin(as Sniper called it). AJ called him a crazed gunman. I giggled at the thought. "I'd be a Spy." Rarity says.
"So,you already know what to do?" I ask the others,but they just shake their heads. I sometimes hear Rainbow Dash say that I'm 99% cheery and smiley person,and that other 1% is me being a battle tactician. "Twilight,try to burn some BLUs that try to infiltrate the briefcase room. I know this,Scout. Now please,shut up,I'm trying to be a battle tactician.
Rainbow,heal Pinkie,and while you're being healed Pinkamena,mow down those sentries for me to pass,when Rainbow is low on health,give the cyan a Sandvich. Zecora,please put stickybombs in the briefcase.Make sure that it isn't a revenge crit,if it is,it glows,and it would be more obvious. Place stickybombs on the door of the briefcase room." I say. "MISSION BEGINS IN SIXTY SECONDS." the Administrator's voice rings over the loudspeaker. "Rarity,sap those sentries if Rainbow and Pinkie are having a hard time mowing down the sentries. Big Mac,rocket jump into inaccessible places. To rocket jump,you point the rocket launcher on your hooves. Rocket BLUs that try to infiltrate the base. Be wary that you are more prone to rockets,but not Sniper bullets." I say.
"MISSION BEGINS IN THREE SECONDS."
"2"
"1"
"LET THE GAMES BEGIN."