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// chapter 3 outburst 
// Story: My Little Lucifer 
// by pinkshadow369 
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[Kids were once worth saving, now there just a headache like the rest of the world]

The sleepover started at 2:45. It was now 5:20. And Lucifer already put out a small fire in the kitchen when they tried to make snacks. Caught Scootaloo with his telekinesis from jumping off the roof to practice her flying. Unclogged the toilet twice. And took a shower after Sweetie Belle threw up on him after eating her own cooking. To say he was angry would be an understatement.

“Stop everything and get over here!” He screamed at the fillies. “That's it! All of you go to Dinky’s room and stay there for the rest of the day. I don't want to hear shit from any of you or so help me I'll burn this house down with all of us in it.” And with that he picked up the fillies with his powers and not so gently tossed them into her room. “I'll bring dinner to you at 6:30. And you’re going to eat whatever I give you. If you're good, then maybe I'll let you out.” The girls gave no spoken complaints, but inside they were upset. Lucky for him the door had a lock to it on the outside.

“Oh my God these kids are annoying. How do teachers put up with an entire class of these things?” He said with an annoyed sigh. And with that he began thinking about dinner. “Hmm, I wonder if they eat meat.” He asked himself as he walked to the couch and sat down. “After all they are horses, they probably only eat vegetables or something.” And then a wicked idea came to his head and an evil grin on his face. “I have just the idea for a nice big dinner.” He said chuckling to himself. 

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of knocking coming from Dinky’s room. He let out a loud agitated sigh as he rose from the couch and walked to the door.

“What do you want?” He asked bitterly. 

“I have to go to the bathroom.” Said Sweetie Belle. “Can I please come out? I promise as soon as I'm done I'll go back to the room.” She pleaded. He unlocked and opened the door to stare down at a cross legged and shaking Sweetie Belle, who looked up at him with pleading eyes.

“Please.” She implored giving her best puppy dog eyes. Only for it to fall on blind eyes as he slammed the door shut. As soon as he shut it however, he immediately heard knocking coming from the door. He opened the door again to see her accompanied by Dinky who stood right next to her as she also gave her best puppy dog eyes.

“Pwease.” They said in unison in a high pitch voice only to once again have the door slammed in their faces. As soon as he turned around more knocking came from the door. He grunted in aggravation as he stomped on the floor and begrudgingly opened the door a third time. Only to see that now Applebloom joined in as well making the three fillies scrunched together as they all looked up at him with pleading eyes.

“Pwetty pwease.” They whined loudly. This caused him to scream as he slammed the door shut in fury. This time he just waited outside the door. He heard giggling. 

“I swear to god, if Scootaloo is there next I'm gonna make them eat spiders.” He mumbled angrily. And then he heard that infernal knocking from that damn wooden door. He sighed in defeat and opened it. Only to see Scootaloo standing on the back of the rest of the fillies as they all cried out. 

“Pwetty pwease with cherries on top Lucifer!” They all said simultaneously in that annoying voice. 
“Fine! Use the bathroom and leave me alone!” He screamed out as Sweetie Belle ran to the bathroom causing the rest of the fillies to fall from there would be pyramid. “These girls are gonna make me commit murder in all the degrees. And suicide if the trial is to long” he mumbled bitterly. 

He walked back to the couch and threw himself upon it. He's been in this new body and lived in this new world for two days now. And he could easily say that he preferred the company of this couch over everyone he's met so far. He rubbed his eyes with a fetlock and sighed as he heard the bathroom door being shut along with Dinky’s door. He looked up at the ceiling and put his hooves together.

“Thank you.” He said to no one. He looked back at the clock which was hanging on a wall near the kitchen. It was 5:35.
“Hmm, what to do for a half hour.” He said lazily. He quickly discovered that this new world was far behind in technological advancements when compared to earth. He looked around the living room inspecting it for anything that could hold his attention. He saw a few magazines stacked on a coffee table next to his beloved couch. But he had no interest in learning about these ponies or there way of life. He only did that at the hospital to see where exactly he was. He cocked his head to the side to see the fireplace. It was a simple burner, like the ones seen in old video games or TV shows. Than he had an idea. If they didn't have anything for him to do here. Than he'd just have to bring a little bit of earth to him. He stood there silently and began concentrating. And after only a few shorts seconds, poof. A laptop appeared right in front of him floating in his telekinesis. 

“Wow! How did you do that Lucifer?” Asked Applebloom who was standing in front of the hallway leading to Dinky’s room.

“The same way I did this.” He said as he focused on Applebloom and she quickly flew back into the room as the door shut and a clear locking sound came from the door. A grin grew on his face.

“No fair!” She cried out. He didn't care though as he struggled to open the laptop.

“Damn hooves. At least I still have my powers.” The laptop was his from earth. He could tell because it had his sticker on the top of it. A red sticker of three sixes on fire. Classy. It opened and he quickly used his powers to apply pressure on the keyboard to type in his password. He decided to do a little research. “How to make hyper kids behave.” He searched using Google. Minutes of research came to two distinct possibilities. Show them a movie. Or give an activity. “Hmm, these could work.” He checked the time. It was 6:00 pm. “Screw it. I'll make dinner early.” He said with a grin.

He walked to the kitchen and searched for the dishes. He quickly found them and placed them on the table. He then found the silver ware and placed them next to the plates. The plates and silver ware were set. Now all that was needed was the meal. He began concentrating. And almost as if it were magic, food appeared on the plates. Now all that was needed was the kids. He grinned evilly. He used his powers and unlocked the door from the kitchen as he called out to the fillies. “Dinner!” He was quickly greeted by a mini stampede of color as they ran to the kitchen.

“What's for dinner?” Asked Scootaloo as she jumped onto a chair. She let out a confused. 

“Huh?” She didn't know what she was looking at.

“What is it Scootaloo?” Asked Applebloom. 

“What's the matter? Don't you like meat?” He asked maniacally. The girls looked at him with fear in their eyes.

“Me-meat?” Asked the girls in unison.

“That's right. Steak straight from the cow. Cooked to perfection.” He said as he picked up his steak with his powers and gave it a good squeeze, causing the juices to flow and Dinky to pass out. He took a bite. “It's delicious. Try some.” He floated the steak close to them and the girls screamed and ran to the room, as they grabbed Dinky in the process. He weakly chuckled for a few short seconds as his suspicions were answered. These ponies do not eat meat. He ate his dinner in beautiful silence as the girls stayed in Dinky’s room. It was a little difficult to eat meat with flat teeth but with persistence and good cutting he managed. After he was done he went to the room and attempted to open the door. It would not budge.

“Open the door.” He called out to them.

“Carnivores not allowed!” Yelled Scootaloo.

“Yeah, no meat in here.” Called Sweetie Belle. He never really had any patience. And he quickly found out kids really test his patience.

“If you don't open the door I'll break it down so help me god.” He hit the door with his hoof three times finding it not budging at all. “Did they put the bed against the door?” He asked himself. He knew he couldn't break down the door. Because then he'd have to pay for it. This called for a little cunning.

“If you come out I'll show you a couple of tricks.” No response. “I'll answer any questions you have.” He said trying his best not to sound as angry as he usually sounds. No response. That resulted in an angry scream, a hole punched through the door, a collective shout of terror, and a threat.

“This is your last warning. If you don't open this fucking door, I'll set it on fire and leave you trapped in there!” This resulted in the fillies quickly removing the bed and making themselves present. “Now it's time for dinner.” He said not evilly, but tiredly.

“We won't eat meat” they all cried out.

“You won't eat any meat. That was just a test to check my suspicions. Now because I'm angry you'll eat whatever I give you. Now get in the kitchen.” They slowly complied as they walked in the kitchen and took places in their seats. The plates were still there but removed of any meat and properly cleaned. He concentrated once again. And after a minute appeared cake, ice cream, and cookies on their plates. A gasp of excitement escaped their lips.

“How did you do that? Your horn wasn't glowing.” Cried out Sweetie Belle. Scootaloo and Applebloom both ignored the display and just ate the food in front of them.

“It wasn't magic. Just like I told the doctor I'll tell you. I don't know how to use magic. What I use is a very part of me. My emotions.” He lied once again. This got all the girls attention. Dinky “Oh'd” as she remembered him talking to the doctor at the hospital.

“Just like you fixed my mom and beat those diamond dogs right.” She said. He nodded in confirmation. 
“Hey how did ya beat those diamond dogs anyhow? My sister and her friends had ta deal with em one time to save Rarity.” Asked Applebloom. 


“Yeah! I bet it was exciting like an adventure!” Scootaloo replied excitingly.

“I killed them” he replied coldly. Everyone except Dinky let out a gasp.

“Yo-you...killed them.” Asked Sweetie Belle. “How could you...how could you do something like that?” She said in a whimper. He turned away from their gaze and spoke with no emotion or care.

“That's what happens to wild dogs. Once they become dangerous...they get put down.” He said it so emotionlessly that it scared them. The CMC all heard he beat them, but they didn't actually know how at first. But the way he said it now, it made them believe. And it caused a question to form in the young minds. How could he be so cold? How could he sound so uncaring about killing another living breathing soul. This is what they all thought. And only one was brave enough to ask this.

“How could you say that!? You’re an alicorn. You’re a pony! We never do something so...so”

“Evil.” He said lowly. “Because I'm evil. I'm not a horse. I'm not an alicorn. I don't belong here.” He let out a long sigh as he hung his head in misery.

“I'm a human who doesn't even want to be here. I hate it here. I spent years hiding from what I am only to get caught and sent here. How would you feel if you were a slave? I don't know if you noticed but these shackles are on me for a reason. Because I'm a slave.” He left the girls speechless as he made his way to the couch. 
He had no tears in his eyes but was indeed sad. He just would never show it. After all, sadness is for the weak. Dinky was the only one who followed.

“I don't think your evil.” She said weakly. “I think you’re a hero.” He cringed at this. “If it weren't for you, my mom would be...you know. A vegetable.” She began to find her voice and courage as she spoke. “You may think your evil, but I know better. I may not know what a hu-man is. But I know you only did what you did to save us. I don't think it was right. But I'm happy you did it anyways.” She got up on the couch next to him. “And you’re not a slave. We'll get those shackles off you and get the best source of magic we can to send you back home.” This got his attention.

“And why would you do that for me?” He asked with a grin from the naivety of her. But also with real confusion.
“Because you deserve it. Isn't that right girls.” She called to the CMC who were now standing at the entrance to the living room and kitchen.

“You bet” said Scootaloo.

“Darn straight” said Applebloom.

“Yeah!” Squealed Sweetie Belle. They all ran up to the couch and gave a surprise tackle, shoving there forelegs over him, embracing him in a surprise hug. Which he failed to reciprocate. They stayed around him for a minute until he pulled them off. But if you looked close enough, you could see a faint glimmer of a smile spread on his lips. He cleared his throat and got their attention.

“Alright, that's enough sentimentality. It’s still early so why don’t we watch a movie.”

“What's that?” Asked Sweetie Belle. He wasn't surprised at this.

“Makes sense seeing as how I haven't seen a single outlet yet.” He thought to himself. “It's moving pictures with sound and color.” He said as he started up Netflix on his laptop. But before that he was interrupted by Applebloom.

“Wait ah second. Ya said ya was a hu-man. What's that?” The girls looked at him contently. Clearly they all wanted to know. So he told them. 

“A human is what I was before I was sent here. I come from a planet called earth in the Milky Way galaxy. We don't have magic there, but we do have technology. There's also a power source that only a small group of people know about. Our emotions.” The girls gave a confused look.

“Your emotions?” Asked Sweetie Belle. “How's that work?”

“You wouldn't understand so I won't tell you. Just know it's how I killed those dogs and healed Ditsy. No one else here knows about it. I’d tell you not to say anything but even if you do who’d believe you about something so ridiculously impossible?” He said. “But before you have any more questions let's start the movie. You'll get to see what my world looks like and some of its people.” They all smiled and agreed with him. The movie he chose was his idea of a harmless kid movie. Godzilla. Not the remake. The original badass, fire breathing, Japan destroying Godzilla. The kids were not as excited as he thought.

“Oh. My. Celestia. Do they really have those on your planet?” Asked Sweetie Belle. He looked at her to find all of them except Scootaloo wide eyed and shaking in place. He sighed and rubbed his eyes as he shook his head.

“No we do not have those on earth. That's just a guy in a costume with some special effects. I think it's time to stop the movie, it's getting late.” There were sighs of relief spread through the room and one complaint.


“Aww no fair, that giant lizard was awesome. It was all, smash, crash, roar, and the way it breathed lasers was awesome.”

“At least Scootaloo was brave enough to enjoy a b-rated movie.” He thought to himself. He turned off the movie and powered down his laptop. And once he was done he looked at the clock. It was now 8:47. He decided it was time for sleep. After all, it may have only been a quarter to nine. But after babysitting four kids you tend to lose your energy pretty quick.

“Alright time to sleep.” His response was as followed.

“Aww, but we don't want to.” They cried in unison. He paid them no mind as he picked them up with his telekinesis and walked to Dinky’s room. 

“No fair.” Said Scootaloo as she crossed her forelegs in rebellion. He walked into the room and placed them in the bed and put the covers over them and folded it into the sheets. And with that he began to exit.

“Hey!” Only to be stopped by Sweetie Belle. “You can't expect us to go to bed this early without a bedtime story.”

“Yeah, I bet ya got a whole barrel full of stories to tell us.” Said Applebloom. He turned his head towards them with no emotion in his eyes.

“I'm not going to tell you any stories because I have none to tell.” He began to exit only to be stopped by Dinky this time.

“Wait! I'm sure there's at least one story you can tell us. It can be about anything. We promise as soon as you tell us a story we'll go to sleep.” He turned to look at her only to see an all too familiar sight. All four of them performing their best puppy dog pout. He rolled his eyes in annoyance as he walked towards the bed.

“The only stories I know are either about myself, or are from the bible.” He said.

“What's the bible?” Asked Scootaloo. He stood still for a minute and a chair, and bible appeared. It was a simple wooden chair which quickly found an owner as he took a seat. 

“This is a bible. It's a book of religious stories. I learned them all when I lived at the Vatican. I'll tell you a story from this because I don't need complaints about nightmares. But I don't want any interruptions or complaints from scared kids. And as soon as I'm done you go to bed. Understood?” His respond was a chorus of nodded heads originating from the fillies.

“Good. Now let's get this over with.” He cleared his throat and began his tale. “This is the story of Moses.” He told them the first story of the bible he learned. They listened intently and appeared to love the story. Only until the mention of plaques and there gruesome effects did they show any uncomfort. And at the mention of the angel of death they were cuddled together in fear of a monster ready to burst into the room. But as he continued they calmed down. And when he got to the part of the Red Sea. They were amazed at what they heard. And finally he ended the story with Moses receiving the Ten Commandments. Twice. 

“And the best part about this story is.” He paused for dramatic effect. “That it's all true.” He said as he sat up and began to walk away. Only to be stopped by a very confused filly.

“Wait wait wait! You’re saying there's something in the clouds that can give that kind of magic and it's not even an alicorn?” Asked Scootaloo. “How can you tell?” His facial expressions hardened as he spoke again.

“Because I'm living proof.” And with that he walked out of the room and to his couch. He began to concentrate. He stood there motionless for several minutes. Until he began to be encased in a black aura. He focused it into his cross and placed it on the coffee table right in front of the couch.

“I'm in no mood to talk to him today.” He said to himself as he laid down and drifted off into sleep. 
Darkness. That was all he saw in his sleep. This was his most occurring dream he's had for years. Darkness accompanied by screams. He was all alone in the vast darkness of his mind listening to the screams of his victims.

“No!”

“Agh!”

“Why are you doing this?”

“Oh god, please, please help me.”

Over and over again this repeated. Never once stopping. Always getting louder and louder. Just like the first time he had this dream, it was too much to bare. He shouted.

“Make it stop! Make it stop! God dammit make it stop!” And with that he woke up. He quickly looked around to see his surroundings. He was still on the couch and in this strange world. He looked at the clock and saw that it was 2:15 in the morning. He sighed. “Only four more hours and another nightmare till morning.” And with that he went back to sleep, not noticing Scootaloo peaking her head around the corner watching as he went back to sleep.

“Phew, I thought he was a monster or something.”

And with that she returned to her room. Not knowing that she was partially right. After all, you don't have to be a monster on the outside to be a monster on the inside. Because on the inside, he was a monster. Or at least that's what he thought about himself.