Cutie Mark Crusaders Transformers! YAY!
Start up Your Engines Arc:
Learning Not to Transform
“So, let me get this straight, we’re going be scaring each other?” Babs asked uncertainly.
“It’s more complicated then that-Babs Seed was it?” HM asked uncertainly, to which the earth pony nodded slightly.
The group has long since moved from the brook they have been at for the last few minutes, to some thicker trees. They had done this to insure privacy and to make sure that no ponies wonder in before the crusaders learn to control their transformations. HM even found a rock to sit on for comfort.
“This might be a little complex for your young minds to understand, but Cybertronians transform through mental commands,” HM said calmly, earning him blank stares. “You six, on the other hand, transform through physical impulses. So, you’ll need to learn to stay in your pony forms without worry of transforming in front of others.”
“And we’re going to do that by scaring each other?” Rumble asked doubtfully.
“Again, it’s more complicated then that,” HM replied to the young Pegasus hybrid and then address the group, “What I’m going to have you do is break into groups. One group will hide in the trees, while other group will wonder around in their pony bodies.”
“Oh, Ah I think Ah get it!” Applebloom exclaimed, “You us to try and stay ponies while the others try to scare us, right?”
“Correct,” HM replied kindly, nodding at the earth pony. “Now all we need to do is break off into teams, and then we can begin. So…who want to be on what team?”
The group quickly began chatting among themselves and HM picked on some that was being said. One of the member suggested the group pair off by type, while other suggested their randomized their pairing. HM couldn’t help but smile a little as he continue to listen in on the groups’ suggestion.
I can’t explain it, but watching these young sparklings is making my own spark soar, HM thought with a bit of contentment. He continued to listen to the group for a few more minutes, a feeling of contentment overtaking him. He turned serious soon after and clapped to gain the crusaders’ attention.
“How about this then…? You will break up into groups of three, sound good?” HM asked kindly, to which the crusaders nodded. “Ok, so who want to be on want team?”
The group once again began chatting among themselves and HM allowed them to choose for themselves. Suddenly, Scootaloo jumped up, hand wavering in the air, and her thrusters hidden under her wings activated, thrusting her high into the air, screaming. They thrust the confused Pegasus filly into the air only to cut out suddenly. She would have a nasty reunion with the ground, if HM hadn’t jumped from his spot and caught her.
“You ok?” HM asked as he gently set Scootaloo onto her feet.
“Yeah, I’m fine, but what was that?” Scootaloo asked as her face lit up. “It was so awesome!”
HM chuckled slightly as he patted the young sparkling on the head. “We will deal with that later. But something tells me you have an idea for the teams,” he said kindly.
“Oh right!” Scoots said and then looked at the group. “I was thinking we could do an old versus new thing. What do you think?”
Applebloom and Sweetie Belle smiled and nodded. They looked at their new members and they also seem onboard with the idea. Well, Rumble didn’t mind the idea, Dinky was indifferent like normal. It was Babs that seems to have problems with the idea. She was about to say something when HM got between the group.
“I don’t mean to sound rude, but we should start before you’re missed,” the Cybertronian said politely, and then looked at the new members. “You three will start things out, and in 15 minutes we will change. Now, please go and hide.”
Babs looked at her cousin for about a minute before fleeing into the mess of trees with her friend, the group stumbling a little due to still being unfamiliar with their new bodies. Once the group was hidden among the trees, HM looked at the founding members and singled them to transform. The founding members transformed, and HM were surprised to see them transforming much easier then before. They also shaved their time by 30 seconds.
Once the three had changed into their pony forms, they galloped into the trees, ready to face whatever might come their way.
(…)
“And I say I should lead this group!” Babs said with a bit of anger to her voice. “I have been in this group longer then you have, Rumble.”
The gray hybrid just rolled his optic sensors lazily and replied, without looking at the slightly ticked off earth pony, “We just scaring them. We don’t need to have a team leader.”
Babs grunted and looked ready to say something only for the sound of a twig breaking put an end to that. The group quickly hid behind a large tree, ready to scare the founding members witless. Well…Rumble and Babs hid, Dinky had remain in place, once again staring off into space. When the Manehatten pony realize that the spacey pony could ruin their surprise, she rushed to the pony, grabbed her and returned to the tree, all without stumbling once.
At the very least, this little exercise was also helping the crusaders learn to handle their new bodies.
The group was on edge as they waited for their prey to come closer. They spied a shadow on the ground and were ready to pounce. Rumble and Babs nearly tripped over themselves when the shadow was revealed to be nothing more then a squirrel. The two watched as the squirrel stopped in front of their hiding spot, its nose twitching in rhythm, and rubbing its face shortly after coming into view. The small critter left soon, and the new members calm down.
The group quickly settled and waited for the founding members to appear, and if they didn’t in the next minute and half, the group would move to another location. This was, after all, meant to be a Scare Awa. Unfortunately that was enough time for boredom to set in, and Babs found herself staring at the spaced out pony beside her.
The Manehatten could admit that there’s something about the purple unicorn that creeps her out. Still, her first visit to Ponyville taught her not to make rash judgment due to appearances. That almost ended with mud in the filly’s face, literally. Unfortunately, boredom won over her fears and she lean in close to Rumble.
“Say, do you know what’s the deal is with Dinky?” Babs asked uncomfortable.
Rumble cast a sideway glance to the purple unicorn, and couldn’t but shutter inwards from the blank stare on the unicorn’s face. He turned his eyes forward, and began speaking lowly.
“I really don’t know. She wasn’t like that a few weeks ago?” Rumble looked at Babs and frown when he noticed the skeptical look she was giving him. “I know, I know, but it’s true. A few weeks ago, she was filled with energy and knew how to have fun.”
Babs looked at Dinky and then back at Rumble, her disbelieving expression deepens. Rumble sigh and went back to his look out.
“I know how it sounds, but I’m being serious here,” the gray Pegasus said. “One day she just came to class like that. No pony knows why she’s like that now. It’s creepy, alright.”
Babs was still unconvinced and was about to say something else, until a familiar voice was heard.
“I still don’t know about this, girls.”
Everything was instantly forgotten as the group saw the founding members wonder into view. The short time the group had been apart, two of the founding members had gone into a small bickering match. Applebloom and Scootaloo were arguing about something, but they weren’t close enough for the entire argument to be made out. Only Sweetie seems concerned, constantly checking her surroundings with a bit of fear on her face.
Rumble and Babs exchanges looks and the earth pony nodded. She looked at Dinky and lightly took her by the wrist. The three new members next stealthily mode their way through the trees, trying to keep as quiet as possible! They soon approached the founders, still trying to be as quiet as possible. The earth pony and Pegasus hybrid looked at each other once last time, with a message being sent between the two.
They turned their attention to the founding members, and waited. The founding group was close, and best of all, two out of the three members were busy arguing among themselves. The new members couldn’t help but smile as they looked at either other one last time, and Babs grabbed Dinky as the group pounced.
The earth and Pegasus pony let out small roars when they leapt in front of the founding members and earned a startle jumped from the already jumpy Sweetie Belle, and she transformed on the spot. Scootaloo just titled her head to the right as she stared at the crusader whom was supposed to scare her. To her credit Applebloom didn’t transform when Rumble scared her. She instead acted on her earth pony’s instincts, and spun on her front hooves and bucked Rumble right in the chest.
The surprise gray pony groans as he felt himself go flying backwards. The wings on his shoulders suddenly opened up and fired up, slowing him down and keeping him on his feet. He stopped about five inches from his prey and fell to his knees, moaning lightly as he rubbed the spot he was kicked.
“Oh, my goodness!!” Applebloom exclaimed as she ran up to the Pegasus, transforming in the process. “Ah so sorry, Rumble. Ah just acted. Ah didn’t mean to hurt ya.”
“I’m fine,” the Pegasus colt winced out.
He remained in that position for about a minute until the slight pain in his chest subsided enough and he stood up. He gave the founders a weak smile. That smile disappeared when he realize something.
“So what do we do now?” he asked uncertainly, noticing that the entire group was together.
The group got into think mode and began to think things over. They didn’t have to think long, as a familiar voice reached their ears.
“Well, since you have found and scare the group, about how we turn things around and now it’s the new members turned to get scared?” HM said as he appeared from the left side of the group.
The crusaders looked at him, some with confusion and a few with suspicion. HM walked up to the group with a near casual smile.
“Were you following us?” Babs asked suspiciously, glaring at the cybertronian.
HM took a step back, slightly unnerved by the stare the young filly was giving him. He quickly composed himself and looked at the others.
“Well, maybe I should have made this clear earlier, but when one group get scared, it’s then the second group turned to get scared,” MH couldn’t help but flinch when all eyes turned on him with glares. “I probably should have managed that earlier, hehe.”
He laughed nervously as he looked at the ground. He didn’t know why but the eyes of the young ponies affecting him like they were, but they were, and it was making him feel a bit guilty. Was it because he was the reason that these young creatures’ lives were changed into such a way?
I am truly worthless, HM thought depressingly, and let out a mute sigh to compose himself and then address the group, “Listen, I know this isn’t the lives you probably pictured for yourselves and for that I’m truly sorry. But I think we should get back to the Scare Away. You want to learn to control your transformation before someone comes looking for you.”
The group looked at each other, and nodded. Like a game of Hide ‘N’ Seek, the founding members turned around (and in the case of two members, transformed) and began counting. The new members then transformed into their pony states and ran into the trees. Well, Babs and Rumble ran into the trees, Dinky just trotted at a slow pace, and in the end, Rumble came back and helped the purple unicorn along.
HM frown slightly as he watched the emotionally disconnected unicorn. He thought about asking the others, but didn’t get the chance as the founding members finished counting and took off after their friends.
Despite his mix feelings on the matter, HM couldn’t help but smile a bit when the founding members took off, some even giggling as they began to get into the swing of things.
(65 minutes later)
“You know, that was actually kinda fun!” Babs exclaimed in excitement.
It has been a little over a hour since the group began their lessons in staying transformed, and while it isn’t prefect MH was sure that the fillies and colt had learn to keep their transformations under control, to the point they wouldn’t be startled into their new forms. The group was currently on route to the center of the farm, where some expected to see their upset family members.
“It sure was!” Sweetie Belle squeaked, sharing her friends’ excitement, for about a moment and then her excitement was replaced with nervously. “I just hope Rarity isn’t to upset. I should have been home more then 20 minutes ago.”
She looked up at the Cybertronian when he patted her gently on the head. “Don’t worry little sparkling. I will talk to your families and explained to them why you were so late,” HM said kindly.
Sweetie smiled slightly but that was quickly washed away when a thought popped into her head. “Umm, Mister HM…? Aren’t you concern with how you look?” the white unicorn asked uncertainly. “Isn’t that why you taught is so much? So we wouldn’t worry our friends and family with how we look?”
HM sighs and gently moved his hand from the unicorn’s head. “I wouldn’t have that problem either. I just need to look at one good pony and everything should be fine.”
With that said, the transformer walked farther ahead. The group exchanged confused looks, but they knew when to drop matters, and just followed him. The group had nearly reached the farm house when a familiar voice filled the air.
CARAMEL! AH HAVE HAD IT UP TO MY HAT WITH YA!!”