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// Maneiac? My puns hurt. part 1 
// Story: Wrath, The Seventh Sin 
// by CaptainAlbanos 
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Okay so when I got back from the market still carrying a sleeping mare, I didn't expect to meet the rest of the girls waiting for me at the castle steps, but I just ignored it for the most part.

"I'm glad your back, we are ready to leave so if we could have Pinkie back?" I smiled at Twilight, even now she was afraid of me.

"Sure just. Let. Me. Get. Pinkie come on you got to go!" I struggled with the practically welded on mare for a second or two before a bright flash removed her. All I heard from the pink fuzzball was 'My warm!?" before they set of for the train station, all saying goodbyes. And dragging Pinkie along with them.

Walking back into the castle had I known how bored I would get over the next few weeks I would have begged to go with them.

Three weeks four days six hours and fifteen minutes thirty three seconds, of pure unadulterated bordem. Even setting the random drape on fire didn't help me any either. But then Celestia told me Twilight needed help remodeling and restoring the old castle in the Everfree. which is why I was on the FUCKING GIRLY train headed for Ponyville. The cramped one pers-er-pony seats didn't make the ride comfortable but it was better than walking. "At least it's in the Everfree, reminds me of home."

I sat brooding for a moment or two before the 'all ashore' was called and I let myself out of the too-small cabin and down onto the platform. I nearly laughed out loud at the pure panic my appearance caused.

I looked around trying to find somepony who could give me basic directions, naturally I didn't want to spend all day wondering around the forest. "Ah mam! Could you give me some directions please?" The mind green mare just muttered something that sounded suspiciously like hands before bolting back into town. "Well... Ah screw it." 

I snapped my fingers and what looked like a a ghost of twilight made from red mist started the form the trot off almost looking like it was having a conversation. I quickly followed, and was lead down an old beaten path through the dark woods. The Heat Imprint trotting along without a care. I spent a good half an hour in that jungle before I saw the crumbled remains of a large castle, would have been impressive if I hadn't put quite a few of them in that state myself.

A barley three feet wide rope bridge hung ahead of me.

"Fuck that." I took a running lead and cleared the gap by about halfway before a loud Poomf and a cloud of smoke warped me the last ten feet or so. "Nailed it~" I winced a little at the sudden drop in my power, can't do that too many times. I walked into the large halls looking around it seemed to have been slightly cleaned up but before I could do anything I heard someone yell in the halls. I took off like a bat out of hell, cruising down every corridor until I found Futtershy trying to pull what looked like Pinkie from a glowing comic book. I made a swift grab for Fluttershy's tail  and tripped over a pillow and tumbled in along with them.