//------------------------------// // The tournament begins! // Story: I Killed Fiddy Men, Not Ponies // by LtMajorDude //------------------------------// Nighttime Fluttershy's cottage Kahn waited patiently as he walked back and forth in Fluttershy's living room. "Everything alright dad?" Kahn turned around and saw Connie. "Oh yeah Kahn Jr." Kahn said with a smile. "Everything alright. Hey why don't you go help Fluttershy or your mother or something." Connie yawned. "I'm feeling tired. I think I'm gonna take a quick nap." "Alright." Kahn said. "Sleep tight." As Connie left the living room, Kahn heard a knock on the door. He went to the door and opened it. He frowned when he saw Mark. "Oh it's you." He said with a glare. "You got the..." "...tobacco?" Mark finished Kahn's sentence and gave back a glare. "Yeah I got it here. Here, take it and turn it to cigarettes or something. Then give to Cotton tomorrow." He said as he gave him a brown bag. Kahn took the bag and slammed the door. Mark rolled his eyes. "I really hate that Asian bastard..." The next day Cotton, Mark, and G.H. all met on the golf course. Eventually, Hank's team, Twilight's team, and Buck's team showed up. G.H. looked around. "Where's Kahn?" Just then, Kahn showed up with a brown paper bag. He had an evil smile on his face. Cotton noticed Kahn's smile and let out a devious smile. "Ya got the goodies Mr. Kahn?" Kahn chuckled and gave Cotton the bag. Cotton opened it and laughed evilly to himself when he saw the contents of the bag: Eight cigarettes. "Wait here." Cotton said to his teammates as he walked up to Dale. "Hello Gribble." Cotton said with a grin. Dale saluted. Cotton chuckled. "No need for dat. I have a favor to ask ya. I knows ya can sabotage anything. I want ya to ruin Hank's chance of winning..." Dale shook his head. "Sorry colonel. I'm afraid I can't do that." Cotton grinned evilly. "Not even for this?" he said as he opened the bag, revealing the cigarettes. Dale's jaw dropped and he tried to grab the bag. Cotton, however, quickly hold up his hoof to Dale. "Do. What. I. Say." Cotton said with a cruel grin. Dale slowly nodded. "Hey Dale!" Bill shouted. "Come on! The tournament's about to start!" "Once ya ruined Hank's chances of winning, ya can have the smokes." Cotton said. He went to Mark, Kahn, and G.H. "Showtime, folks." Mark said with a grin. Both the teams agreed that whoever got the lowest score will name the golf course. Cotton went up first. He walked up to the tee area of the first hole. Taking out a driver, he swung and hit the ball, landing in the freeway. Cotton smirked as he walked off the tee area. Applejack went up to the tee. Doing her best to swing, she landed the ball near Cotton's ball. The guys were surprised. They didn't know that she could swing a golf club. Lucky let out a prideful smile. Cotton just raised an eyebrow. Buck Strickland went up to the tee. He swung and his ball landed in the sand trap. He slammed his driver in the ground and let out a curse word. Big Macintosh had to block AppleBloom's ears. Bobby blinked. "I never heard that word before." he muttered. Finally, it was Hank's turn. Using his magic, he hit the ball, landing in the green. Dale, Bill, and Boomhauer cheered while Cotton's team let out a glare. "Thought you said Gribble would ruin them." Kahn muttered to Mark. "Thought you would shut the hell up." Mark muttered back to Kahn. After a couple of minutes, Hank's score was 3, both Cotton's and Applejack's score was 4, and Buck's score was 5. Hank went to the second hole. He hit the ball, which landed in the green. Cotton growled as he went up to the tee. He hit the ball and it landed near Hank's ball. Cotton smirked and walked away with an evil grin. Applejack hit the ball, which landed near the green. Buck went up to the tee area and let out a deep breath. He hit the ball and, to everypony's surprise, he scored a hole-in-one. Buck smiled and started to laugh and jumped around. He didn't noticed the rock in the ground until he tripped over it and twisted his ankle. He let out a yell as he grabbed his ankle. "My goddamn ankle!" he shouted as Big Macintosh, AppleBloom, and Bobby ran to him. "Oh no!" AppleBloom shouted. "Your ankle's broken! How are you gonna play now?-!" Buck looked at Big Macintosh. "Big Mac!" Buck shouted. "I need ya to replace me! Ya saw how I swing! You should be able to do the same!" Big Macintosh let out a confused look. He learned the rules from Bobby, but he never actually played it. Nevertheless, he nodded and said, "Eeyup." After a few more minutes, Hank and Cotton scored a 2, Applejack scored a 3, and, of course, Buck scored a 1. "Let's see." Mark said as he looked at the scorecard he had with him. "Hank's total score is 5, Buck 6, Applejack 7, and Cotton's score is 6. " "Hey dad! Look!" G.H. told his dad. Cotton looked at what G.H. was pointing at. Dale took out a driver from Hank's golf bag and replaced it with an identical one. Kahn raised an eyebrow as he walked closely to the golf bag to take a quick look at the driver in the golf bag. He then walked up to Cotton with an evil smirk. "The driver's rigged." Kahn said. Cotton laughed evilly. "I knew Gribble would never let me down..." Big Macintosh went up to the tee with a slightly nervous face. He took a small breath and tried to swing like Buck. He hit the ball and, to his surprise, it landed near the green. Everypony dropped their jaws. "How did M. Freaking Bison make a swing like that?" Cotton muttered with a horrified look on his face. Buck's team shouted a cheer as Big Macintosh smiled. "Eeyup." Hank walked up to the tee area for the final tee. He swung, but to his horror, the ball landed in an Out-of-Bounds area. Hank angrily kicked of a patch of grass on the ground and walked away. Cotton's team let out an evil grin. "Tough luck boy." Cotton muttered. "How's it feel bro?" G.H. said to himself. "I tell you what." Kahn whispered. Mark let out a tiny laughter. Cotton walked up to the tee and hit the ball, which landed near Big Macintosh's ball. Cotton saw this and glared at Big Macintosh. "Looks like it's time for ya to lose, Elmo." He said with an evil tone. Applejack walked up to the tee and let out a small deep breath. She swung and hit the ball. Cotton, Hank, and Big Macintosh looked at where the ball landed. They both dropped their jaws at what they saw. The ball landed in the hole. "A hole-in-one?" Hank said in a shocked tone. "Motherf..." Cotton muttered. "Well..." Mark said as he looked at the scorecard. "Her total score's 8." Cotton smirked. "I have a 6. So no big whoop." Hank had to swing again. He landed in a sand trap, much to his anger. Cotton savored Hank's yells of anger. After a while, Hank finally landed on a green on his fifth shot, though he gave up and forfeited the game. "Someone's getting his smokes..." Cotton said with a satisfied grin. Big Macintosh went up to the ball and swung. He landed a bit far from the green. He placed a hoof on his hoof. He hit the ball and landed in the green. However, he was still far away from the hole. He gave up, knowing that he couldn't beat his sister's score. Cotton let out a small frown as he got in position. He swung and his ball landed in the green. He smiled. He can still be tied with Applejack. He grabbed his putter and putted the ball. But to his horror and shock, it ALMOST made it to the hole. He let out a defeated yell as Applejack's team exploded with cheers. Dale was saddened, but then Mark tapped Dale's shoulder. Dale turned around and saw Mark. Mark smiled and threw Dale the paper bag filled with smokes. Dale caught it and let out a giant goofy grin. After a long discussion (and arguments), the golf course was now dubbed, Harmony Fields. The winning team, Applejack's team, thought that this was a good name. Hank and his friends totally disagree. Cotton frowned. G.H. noticed this and nuzzled his father's leg. "Look on the bright side dad. You beat your son 'fair and square.'" he said with a mischievous grin. Cotton couldn't help but let out a mischievous grin as he put a hoof on his son's head. "Ya were always mah favorite, Good Hank." Two Earth ponies were bored as they sat down on large rocks. One was wielding a knife while the other one had an axe. "You promised killing." One of the them said, "I don't see any killing!" "This tires me." The other one said. "I am assuming that that there will not be any murder." Two unicorns walked up to them. "Patience Christian and Takashi." One of the unicorns said. "Soon you'll get what you wanted..." The other said. One of the unicorns looked at the ground with a furious look. "The one whom we want dead has a loyal friend." He told the other unicorn. "Don't worry. I have a plan." The other unicorn said. Both unicorns thought about the one whom they want dead out of all things. "I'm gonna enjoy sending you to hell, where you should belong."