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// Albert Wesker and the Party, Part III 
// Story: My Little Wesker 
// by Iamdanny0 
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Wesker had no real previous reference point when it came to actively participating in children's parties; he had neither been invited to one when he was young, nor had he ever wished to attend to any. As far as he could ascertain, this party was supposedly above the standard fare due to the involvement of the hyperactive Pinkie Pie. Truly, he found it difficult to tell the difference between a 'good party' and a 'bad party': a bad party in his eyes would probably involve some sort of T-Virus outbreak.

That would be a really bad party Al.

He wasn't sure what he would classify as good; he did, however, remember a S.T.A.R.S get-together that he had been forced to attend, when Frost had too much to drink, vomited profusely and then knocked himself unconscious on the toilet rim. His lips curved slightly at the memory – he'd never forget it.

However, presumably, that wasn't the kind of entertainment that these ponies wished for when they attended these no doubt incessant parties. Apparently they wanted to 'pin the tail on the pony', as he was being dragged to do.

Bet you wish they could make a party game out of Frost throwing up everywhere then nearly killing himself?

That was the dream. Unfortunately, it seemed Wesker would have to wait an incredibly long time before it was fulfilled; personally, he was holding out for a whole holiday based upon it. Pinkie turned towards the former human with a beaming smile plastered across her face. "You know how to play Pin the Tail on the Pony, Ally?"

Wesker wondered briefly whether this was a trick question before deciding to answer acerbically "I assume the goal is to pin the tail on the pony?"

Pinkie nodded enthusiastically. "Sure is, Ally! You sound like a natural!"

Wesker blinked in confusion. Was that sarcasm in return or was it a genuine response? He got the feeling he had met his match here. With this unsettling thought present in his mind, he allowed the blindfold to be slipped over his eyes whilst his sunglasses were removed magically by Twilight, who appeared amused by the whole scenario.

He decided to speak once he met the inky blackness of the inner blindfold."Something funny, Miss Sparkle?"

"Nothing much, Albert…" Amusement was certainly prevalent in her tone. "I'm just thinking that you're going to be a natural at this."

Wesker raised a suspicious eyebrow, but Twilight didn't seem inclined to say anything else. "If your intention was to make me wary, Miss Sparkle, then you have succeeded."

He heard a light chuckle in response, but no more. Being unable to see increased his wariness to greater levels, elevated even further when he was spun around rapidly by a giggling Pinkie Pie. "Okay, Ally, pin the tail on the pony!"

Wesker staggered unsteadily forwards, not approving of the impairment of his senses during the course of this ridiculous game. Why on earth was it even necessary? He couldn't see as it was! He placed the tail roughly where he believed the rear end of the poster-pony to be.

BANG!

An enormous noise filled Wesker's ears. The blindfold slipped off and his instinct overrode any logical thought process as he whipped around, dropping into a combat stance with his teeth bared. He was greeted by the sight of a room filled with wide-eyed ponies, Rainbow Dash hovering slightly above them and holding the tattered remains of a recently popped balloon.

Ah, you may have come on a little too strong there Al...

In the uncomfortable silence that followed, Wesker's eyes stayed fixed on the previously inflated pink rubber. A prank gone wrong, it appeared.

He slowly and deliberately relaxed his body language before fixing the multicolored pegasus with a glare that he was desperately attempting to rein in. "Are you aware, Miss Dash..." he began flatly, fury simmering just below the surface at both her immaturity and the shame of his own foolishness, "that amnesiacs typically suffer from an exaggerated startle reaction?"

A look of incomprehension crossed her face. "Huh?"

Wesker closed his eyes briefly in an effort to settle down. If he killed her, fitting in around here would be far more difficult than he would prefer. "It means that I could have suffered a fatal heart attack." Admittedly, that scenario would have been incredibly unlikely even if he had appeared in Equestria with amnesia, but no matter. He just wanted this irritant to regret her childish actions.

"Oh..." Rainbow looked blank for a moment. "Sorry, it was just a prank."

Wesker rolled his neck, blinking in satisfaction as the joints popped. Slowly, he turned to look at the numerous confused ponies whilst retrieving his glasses. "Well, I'm certain it was one of your best."

The atmosphere took another turn for the worse as Rainbow scowled. Luckily for both, Pinkie Pie jumped in. "Dashie, Ally, stop being party poopers." She turned to Wesker. "She said she was sorry." And before he could respond, she whipped back round to face Rainbow Dash. "Ally just has a different sense of humor to you, Dashie, no need to get all upset."

Wesker locked eyes (over the rims of his shades) with Rainbow Dash, face carefully blank, before turning back to Pinkie Pie. "You are entirely correct, Miss Pinkie. My apologies. I was merely startled."

Rainbow Dash mumbled apologies to both Pinkie and him, causing the hyperactive party pony to beam joyfully before turning back to the murmuring ponies. "Come on, everypony, drama's over! Let's get back to PARTYING!"

As the noise swelled back to previous levels, Wesker breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to look at his almost forgotten tail-pinning handiwork.

Heh, not bad... Pretty close, Al.

Twilight trotted over towards him as Rainbow Dash went back towards the punch table with Pinkie, Rarity, Applejack and Fluttershy. The unicorn hadn't appeared as mortified as the other ponies, only arching an eyebrow as she approached.

Huh, I wonder if that's what you always look like Al. Pretty smug...

Indeed, the expression was worryingly familiar, though it was reassuring that not everyone's sensibilities were so easily offended.

"I told you you'd be a natural at this Albert…" She had evidentially found his not-quite confrontation with Rainbow amusing. "… Though I'm not sure where in the rules it says to bare your teeth and glare at Rainbow Dash."

Wesker snorted. "I am not a fan of pranks."

Somehow, he managed to avoid adding 'or Rainbow Dash.'

Twilight gave a small laugh in response. "Apparently not." After the brief moment of mirth, her eyes widened slightly in concern. "You're all right, aren't you?"

Wesker cocked an eyebrow, looking down at himself in an exaggerated fashion. "It would appear so, Miss Sparkle."

She nodded faintly. "It's just that you seemed so... fierce. I thought maybe the loud noise had triggered a bad memory from your life before; not all the memories that amnesiacs regain are pleasant, after all."

"Take this, you ugly bastard!"

Strange... that was the last time he had heard a 'bang' as it were. Sheva Alomar had uttered those words as she and Chris fired his doom in the form of twin rocket launchers. His inglorious end had been compounded by those being the last words he heard. His vanity had objected far more than it ought to have done, considering he had more important issues at hand. Twilight noticed the slack posture of Wesker and laid a reassuring hoof upon his shoulder. "It's okay, this is your life now. Anything that came before isn't important."

The unfamiliar contact rankled slightly, but he supposed that the overall sentiment was appreciated, so he nodded once at the purple unicorn. She lowered her hoof with a faint smile curving her lips. "At least you didn't completely ruin the party."

Surprised, Wesker gave off a bark of amused laughter. "Give it time, Miss Sparkle. It's still early."