Our Haunted House

by Iridescence T Wind

A Fire?

Soul awoke to the smell of burning wood, all around him was a blaze of red fire and he instantly knew why. He had toppled over during his sleep and some of the fire on his arms had grasped the ancient dry floorboards with all the hunger of a hungry snorlax, The ghost who had been bothering him not hours prior was now flying about the place with buckets of water but her aim was far from extraordinary. How he had ended up toppled over however was a mystery for the naturally floating Pokemon. Perhaps someone had disturbed him in his sleep, and he had an idea on who. Apparently however, so did the other residents of his metaphorical brain.

The room is on fire. Not big surprise. rang the great serpents voice in Soul's head, causing the Chandelure to groan a little bit, he was less than enthused about having him back, especially after the torment Fang had put him through. What? A serpent gets bored after... What year was it again?

One thousand and two after Celestia cheap shotted me with the elements. Apparently it was so spectacular that they remade the calender years from AD to AL and threw a celebration to this day for my defeat. There she was, the mare of the moon, holding his also metaphorical mental chain of his dreams in the tight vice.

He rubbed his good eye, the one without an eye-patch, and sighed to himself, the blaze was almost comforting, considering how his body absorbed fire, but as great as it was, there were consequences for lighting a supposedly abandoned house on top of a hill on fire. Already he could hear the lame sirens of a fire-wagon approaching stock full of firefighters and he could only assume that close behind would be the curious sort of townsfolk who would spread rumors like no tomorrow if they were to see this wanted figure leaving the direct way.

The spirit spilled another bucket of water over the ground and glared at Soul, it was tempting to put the flame out but then again, you could always eat her for a snack before the start of our next trip. No, that just wouldn't do for him, She might of disturbed us during our sleep, but she's already saw the result of accidentally making me light fire to the place... Better just to leave without anypony else noticing...

Your loss. Fang declared, already bored of the situation, and the other voice in his head just chuckled, giving Soul the impression of a very interested mare watching his actions atop of a bean bag chair by the use of a television, or would it be Soul-o-vision?

Soul began to leave, Absorbing whatever he ran into as he approached towards the back door of the abandoned mansion, hearing the spirit cry out, "Help me put out these flames dang it!"

He paused, long enough to consider the spirit's request before saying, "Unlike you, I can't hide after putting the fire's that drew their attention out. A result of somepony messing with my sleep. I know somepony messed with it, because we don't naturally end up touching the ground sideways unless we purposely set ourselves there beforehand..."

"Well it wasn't me! I swear!" The spirit threw the bucket aside and began to beat another vicious looking flame with the remains of a also on fire carpet, it only accelerated the flames and made the situation worse, "There was a Poltergeist who tipped you over after doing a few things to your face!"

"Still need to hide... I would recommend moving elsewhere." Soul turned and began floating away, "As much as I wish I could...Help... I'd rather not draw the eye and curiosity of everypony in Equestria by the house that somehow magically unignited itself."

She sighed vehemently, "And where am I supposed to go then?"

"Don't know." Soul left without adding another word, barreling off into the treeline as a purple and black streak throughout the night right before a red wagon pulled by four ponies which was almost comically overstuffed with their fellow fire fighters came around the bend. He hid as much of his flame as possible, managing to work himself deeper into the tree lines without anypony noticing him. He supposed their night vision was horrid after looking at the blazing mansion but he didn't need to risk them seeing a purple light near the edge as well in case they would investigate him as well.

He sighed in relief, relaxing once he had gotten miles away from the burning beacon. It always amazed him how a fire could be seen from a long distance away at night, probably because it was the brightest source of light in the night sky, that and without any technological progress on their part, these ponies lacked basic electric lighting. He began to progress, tirelessly floating towards the west. Mayhaps he could find another refuge elsewhere, the other voices agreed. Though he knew not why. A voice behind him yelled out, "Hey wait up!"

Soul turned to see that it was the spirit from the house again easily recognizable from her bright blue fur, deeper blue mane and twin red highlights that pointed down at her eyes, Now will you kill her? Fang groaned immediately.

Soul ignored him, "What do you want?" He asked the spirit directly.

The ghostly transparent mare harrumphed, "You owe me a new mansion."

"Correction." Soul started, "The 'Poltergeist' owes you a new mansion."

"Well he's gone thanks to touching your purple things in your sleep." the mare declared, "So unless you can spit him back out here, it was your flames that destroyed the place."

Well that explained the slight decrease in hunger, Soul had thought it had just been the excitement of the moment, "Well it's not my fault this ghost put your mansion on fire and then died to me in my sleep."

"It's your fire." the Ghost retorted, "And until you find me a new haunt equally as awesome or better I'm going to haunt you, your family, and every last waking moment of your day until it happens."

The declartion she had made was enough to make Fang comment one more time on eating the ghost, Soul sighed, both annoyed with the snake and the spirit, "You're not going away unless I do it, huh?"

"Yep!" She replied with a grin, and Fang figuratively bashed his head into a figurative wall repeatedly, Ms.Moon, as Soul had came to call Nightmare Moon, just laughed.

Soul began to float across the swamp water, a few inches above it's surface, it wasn't enough to get him wet, but the ways the purple core of his spirit lit the water below him was enough to make the ghostly mare stare with slight entrancement, "Fine. But good luck finding my family, most of them are in another world. Most of them also aren't as merciful towards ghosts as I am. Also a little word of warning, don't look into the fire too much."

"Alright then," The ghost-mare retorted, a smile breaking on her face as she flipped upsidedown in the air, "I'm End Result. Friends call me Enda, well they would if I had any. Markless type, meaning you're not going to be wandering out of my range any time soon."

"Isn't End Result a Stallions name?" Soul asked.

"I don't know, I've met a stallion once who was named 'Daisy Buttons'." Enda retorted, and Soul found himself smiling despite himself, "What about you?"

"Soul Light."

She eyed him up and down, "How original for a talking light decoration."

Soul just chuckled as they lapsed into a comfortable silence, progressing towards the western edge of the swamplands before eventually breaking out of it and into the plains beyond.

"Gun powder?" A black hoof reached in and pulled out a medium sized barrel that reeked of Sulfur, "Check!"

"Cannon?" Another voice added in, only for a bright blue cannon with pink wheels three times bigger than the average party cannon to be uncovered, "Check!"

"O.P.B.?" A third voice questioned, "What's an O.P.B.?"

The owner of the first voice, a small filly earth pony who's features were hidden behind a black suit shrugged, "Don't know, but Pinkie said it was needed for this."

"For what though exactly?" The second voice questioned, this one belonging to another filly who was wearing a similar outfit, only with a hole poked out for her white horn to fit through.

"don't know. But she said she was too busy planning a party or something to deploy it." The first one replied again, "Streamers?"

The third member of their party, a pegasus filly who had neglected the costumes all together and had instead donned a rainbow wig as a disguise came out of the pile of party supplies with a few dozen rolls of it balanced on her back, "Found it!"

"It's check you Dodo." the second filly told the third.

"What are you a Dictionary?" the pegasus filly replied before looking back to their earth pony friend, "Is that everything?"

"Yep. Accordin' to pinkie we need to set this thing up so it faces to the right of Soul's place and fire it at..." she paused to read the fine print of a note she was carrying, "High noon...?" she shrugged.

They all grinned as they readied the items on their list, "Cutiemark Crusaders O.P.B.A.S. yay!"

"Seriously though," Scootaloo added, "What does it stand for?"