//------------------------------// // Chapter 7: Humans are Brutes(Some of Them, Anyways)! // Story: The Goddess Inside Us All // by That_G3_Obsessive //------------------------------// Hello, darlings. Rarity is here. I feared I would never get my turn! Now, where were we? Oh, that's right, with the human charging at us. We were all frozen, with that thing charging toward us. I glanced at the ponies in the fenced area. They looked simply frantic, the poor dears. "Run!" Rainbow shouted. Easy for her to say. The rest of us couldn't fly as fast as her. We took off as fast as we could, but the human was gaining. Oh, how do I know it was a human? Easy. Twilight told me all about them. Fluttershy was cowering in Twilight's tail. I knelt down to try and calm her down, but the human was getting closer rapidly. Fluttershy was absolutely refusing to come out, so I picked her up with my magic and tossed her to the edge of the forest. Twilight ran after her, with Applejack tagging alongside her. I was about to follow when I felt a terrible tugging on the scruff of my neck. I looked up to the face of the human, grinning evilly at me. I shrieked, and the ponies in the pen whinnied nervously. "We're sorry!" they said. "Rarity!" Twilight shouted over their neighing. She gazed at me with sad, regretful eyes. She started to come forward. "No!" I choked against the human's hooves. "Go!" Twilight locked eyes with me one last time before running off into the woods with our friends. And then a hood was shoved over my head. I was blind. The human shoved me into what felt like a grassy meadow. With the black fabric covering my muzzle, I had trouble breathing, and his jostling to keep me moving was of no help at all. I imagined what my hair must have looked like from all this-ugh-nature. It was probably encrusted with mud, with little leaves and twigs sticking out from it. I imagined a birds' nest in my beautiful mane, like Fluttershy's original dress for the Gala. Sorry, getting off track. Where were we? The human shoved me into the meadow, then yanked the hood off of my head. I gazed around, the sunlight blinding at first. My first glance of the place was the fence. I was in the pen with the bland ponies! I wrinkled my nose at the, ah, the droppings that were strewn across the field. I would not become accustomed to these horrid conditions! I, Rarity! But as I turned around to give that human a piece of my mind, I discovered that he was gone, and the gates were closed. Close by was a house. The human walked up to it and opened the door with one of his front hooves. Greeting him was a little filly human. As soon as the stallion shut the door, the filly rushed out to the fence. I noted how she didn't touch the actual fence, and the little wires that ran along the beams. I had no idea what those were, but I wasn't keen to touch them and find out. I trotted up to the little filly. Her eyes filled with wonder when she caught sight of my horn. There were no unicorns in the field. These humans had probably never seen one. "Hello, deary," I said. The filly gasped. "You can talk!" she exclaimed. "Why, of course, darling!" I said. I gestured to the other ponies. "They can, too." "No, they can't," the filly nearly whispered. "They're just average horses. But you're a unicorn! A real live unicorn!" "Yes, darling-" I started. "Can you do magic?" the filly interrupted excitedly. She looked around ten to eleven years old. I used my magic to lift her up into the pen, and she squealed in delight. I smiled to myself. Fillies will be fillies. "What's your name, dear?" I asked as I set her down. "Molly!" she said with pride. Her blonde pigtails bounced around her head with every movement. "I'm Rarity," I said. A grin tugged at my mouth. "There were other horses with you," said Molly. "One was flying really fast, and one was wearing a hat, and one had a crown on her head..." "Those were my friends," I said, a tinge of sadness in my voice. I gazed at the woods. Twilight was probably frantic. Fluttershy would be scared out of her mind. The others would be worried sick. I had to get back to them. "What are their names?" Molly's eyes gleamed. "Well, there's Twilight, Rainbow, Pinkie- she's hilarious. And Applejack and Fluttershy, too," I listed in a bland tone. I kept gazing at the woods, as if saying my friends' names would make them appear. "Wow," Molly said in wonder. "I used to hang around ponies like you, but not anymore." "What were their names?" I asked, glancing at the woods again. "Well, there was Surprise, Gusty, Shady, Fizzy, Galaxy, Wind Whistler, Heart Throb, Sweet Stuff, and Gingerbread," said Molly, counting them off on her 'fingers'. "Oh yeah, and Posey! Me, my sister, and my brother used to hang around the ponies, but then Megan got too old to go to Dream Valley, and said that ponies were for little girls. So now I don't get to see my friends any more." She slouched a little bit. "Well, dear, I may not be Posey, but you can come visit me in Equestria if you want! I live through the forest in the town called Ponyville, and so do all of my friends! Just look for the Carousel Boutique, and if you don't know where it is, just ask one of the ponies for help. They are all very kind." I smiled as the human's face lit up in delight. "Thank you, Rarity." "But first, I have to find my friends and get back to Ponyville," I continued. I didn't have to explain any more. Carefully avoiding the poo in the field, Molly quietly opened the gate, allowing me to run free. But before I left, I lit up my horn and took the only available material besides the poo; the grass. Quickly I weaved the grass, then set the carefully crafted shape onto Molly's hoof- no, hand. [Rainbow Dash, you spoiled the drama! No, I did not tell you this before; now let me finish this part of the story!] And then I ran into the forest, thinking about the grass in Molly's palm. Taking one last look back to the field, I saw the little filly gazing through the trees at her new friend, carefully tucking the little, green diamond into her overall pocket. Turning around, I galloped into the forest's depths without looking back again.