//------------------------------// // Go Ahead; Flask Me Anything // Story: This Will Destroy You // by Maneiac //------------------------------// ----B---- “Well I’m surprised,” I stated with an amused huff as the girls and I came into the Royal Gardens. “Big Daddy hates gardens with a fucking passion. Why is his Aura so strong here?” Sweetie Belle stepped forward on my left and took a big whiff of the air, her head angled upwards. It came back down as she shrugged her shoulders. “Beats me. But, he’s in here somewhere, and we don’t have a plan concerning the cornering of Terran Nellis. That’s why we came out here, right,” She sounded normal, but it seems the occasional squeak was to be forever with her. “We damn sure didn’t come out here to get him a bouquet,” I responded sarcastically, rolling my eyes for added effect. “Now, where could Spike be?” We walked onto a cobblestone pathway, which was heavily flanked by statues depicting important ponies. Couldn’t really care less about them, so going into detail would be stupid. “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” My eyes widened in shock at the yell, and the rest of BABS brought out their respective weapons from Void Space. Scootaloo had her spiked MMA gloves: Applebloom held a massive barrel-headed iron warhammer, and Sweetie Belle held a silver blade whip in her left hand while her right was strapped with a silver shield. I smiled lecherously and held up my hand, indicating them to drop their guard. “Calm down, guys. I guess two guards figured out they were opposing genders.” “Ohhhh,” Everyone else responded, making me snicker as I turned around and began walking back into the castle. “Uh, Babs? Aren’t we supposed to find Big Daddy,” Scootaloo asked, making me snort. “Nah. We’ll just talk to him about it when the midnight hour comes.” I turned around when I didn’t hear the sound of boots following me. My eyebrow went up of its own accord just like how my arms crossed. “Is there a problem, girls?” Sweetie Belle shrugged her shoulders and walked forward, sending her weapons into Void Space with a flick of her wrists. They disappeared as orbs of fizzing white light. The others did the same and followed Sweetie Belle towards me, just as I turned around and walked towards the doors. This time, the sound of boots thudding rung out behind me. Sweetie Belle placed her muzzle next to my ear and whispered, “Nothing’s wrong. It’s just that I feel we won’t be able to ask Big Daddy about Terran Nellis soon. Call it a premonition, but-” Tink! In a puff of brown dust, a tear-shaped glass filled with a black sloshing liquid, sprung up from the dirt ground. In that same instant, an aquamarine portal opened behind the glass container and a golden scaled, red and yellow maned pony figure with sharp eyes and long canines that curved around her chin, burst through with a panicked look. “SHIELDS UP, GIRLS!” Sunset shouted at us as she unfurled her golden-scaled wings, encompassing herself in a vertical cocoon I grunted in acknowledgement, crossing my arms while hearing the rest of my associates follow suit. “BABS BARRIER!” My gamboge aura coalesced into Sweetie Belle’s greyish mulberry, Scootaloo’s light brilliant gamboge, and Applebloom’s light grayish olive, auras. And, I knew this was cutting it close, because the flask began lighting up in a bright white light. “HOLD FAST!” An explosion. An explosion that caused all of us to fall on our asses happened, and my eardrums were ruptured from the sound itself. I could not hear anything, just to be clear. But, when the flash and rumbling ended, and the brown smoke drifted lazily above me as I laid on my back; my eyes caught sight of something flapping its wings in the sky. And that something...That black, draconic figure which started a speedy divebomb towards us, roared in absolute fury from BABS and I surving its ambush tactic. This revelation caused me to widen my eyes, enlarging the blurry black figure a little. “Terran Nellis! He’s diving straight for us!” I knew my body was held down by fear...and shock. My muscles kicked about under my skin, and as Terran drew ever closer, I closed my eyes in a scared grimace. We, as in BABS, have only hunted Kings and Queens for King Spike and Prince Dameion! Our little clique can’t fight them! They’re too strong! I saw a pulse of air explode out in a circle from Terran’s feet, and he was then made into a bullet of fire as he broke the sound barrier. I felt the breakage in my belly, but I was still too scared to issue orders to the girls. Hell, I was ninety-percent sure Terran was going to take out all of Canterlot with this dive bombing thing! There’s no way we’re gonna live through this. I tilted my head to the left and saw the girls, all of them with apologetic smiles on their mugs. They even had their fits outstretched so their knuckles completed a trifecta of condolence. Even though I couldn’t hear anything, my fist slid out and filled the empty space above their joined knuckles. “It’s been real, girls.” I said, not really hearing the words, but watching their faces for confirmation. They nodded their acceptance and let loose a couple of tears. I turned my head to see- My eyes nearly bulged from my head. Never, in all my years of living, did I expect this. Terran Nellis, who was about to end Canterlot in all its splendor, was hovering right above me with his arms crossed. The way his bronze scales reflected the sunlight so I could stare into his magenta eyes made me even more frightened than before! Around his neck was a white scarf, which was designed as if it was made from hexagonal squares. He wasn’t muscular like Big Daddy, but he was fit like Prince Dameion. “Feh,” Terran spat, as if our very existence left a bad taste on his tongue. “So this is the extent of the Boss-Ass-BitcheS? I’m almost beside myself for thinking you a threat. You’ll just have to become bait for the Apocalypse King and the Perfection Prince.” He bent down and wrapped three fingers around the circumference of my chin, slowly pulling my head up so that his bronze muzzle was against my mouth. “Or, I could have you for myself. I’m not too Mad to see a woman for who she truly is, fräulein.” I snarled as he stole a peck on my lips before dropping my head. With a snort, he grabbed the tail of his cape which was hanging by his knee joint, turned, and flourished it as he began walking away. “The damage the flask did is permanent. By the blood rolling out of your ears, I can assume your eardrums have bursted. A pity, really; never being able to hear.” He looked back at us with a shit-eating grin. “Maybe your other senses will sharpen to compensate for your loss, hmm?” “Fuck off!” I think I yelled. Terran laughed before snapping his fingers with a smug grin that showcased his left half of teeth. Three more flasks came up from the ground around us, and my eyes widened in pure horror. “And now, I sing your requiem.” He cleared his throat. “An apple that fell quite hard! Rolling in the dirt, it’s tree not that far! Sorrow upon her face! Such a brutal loss; such a disgrace! To her friends and her fam-i-ly with lovers to boot! Marfedelom Flasks will soon spell her DOOM!” Terran spun around and struck a pose that reminded me of a flamingo, outstretching his right fist into the air like a cheerleader. “So, how’d you like it? I’m allowed a little gloating for my plan working out so far, ja?” I just stared at him. He slapped his face and dropped his pose. “I forgot you can’t hear anything. Shit. Eh, guess I’ll just send you girls out with a BANG!” Terran smiled so wide I thought his mouth was gonna shred itself apart. Slowly did his hand raise up and morph into just two fingers being outstretched and laid up on one another. His thumb and middle finger shook with tension as the flasks began lighting up bright white, the black liquid within sloshing around in a flushing motion. “SEE YA, BITCHES! TIME TO BLOW THIS POPSICLE STAND! HEIL THE MAD KING, INFIDELS!” I screamed as his fingers separated and the world turned white.