//------------------------------// // Chapter 6: But Why the Rum Gone?!/Ballroom Bash pt2 // Story: Equestrian Heroes: The Meda Hero, The Crash Knight and The Net Ronin // by SoonToBeWriterBrony //------------------------------// *** Crashman's Side*** Crashman was surrounded by military ponies, something that he really didn't want every much. The solders were a mix of career solders, old veterans and military nobles. Some wanted him to demonstrate his strength and power while others wanted to squeeze into the Maverick Hunters. Even some of the older veterans brought their daughters to try and get Crashman to be 'interested in them." However, despite his insistence that this wasn't the best place for it, Crashman couldn't get away from them. "Look guys," said Crashman," Like I said I'm not the in charge of the Maverick Hunters, I'm just one of the Hunters. Medabee is our leader here so you got to ask him." "Oh then how about you and my daughter get together some time?" said one of the older vets. "DAD!" said the vet's daughter," Don't embarrasses me, I'm in the military too!" "WHAT?! I'm trying to set you up with a Maverick Hunter. I mean look at him! Yes he is rather weird looking but he's a good fighter! We saw him take down four of those giant bee things by himself." "Indeed that is true," said a officer from the Royal Guard," So tell me though, I've been wondering. What are you guys anyway?" "What you mean?" asked Crashman. "I mean Princess Celestia told us who you are, but what are you? What species do you belong to?" "Oh that's easy." said Crashman," Our species in a way are called Reploids or at least that was what we been told by Both Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. Reploids is a combine word or Replicated and Droid. So I'm a machine." "....a what?" said a collected voice from the corner. Crashman and the group of military ponies looked to their side to see a blond unicorn who seemed to belong to the group of nobles attending the ball. It seemed he was part that bothered Shadowman but somehow he had managed to excuse himself and left Crashman to fend for himself. "A Reploid. In a way I'm like a robot. Or a mechanical golem if you prefer." "Huh and here I though you were some being who deserved some respect but it turns out your just tools. And here I though I could get something out of your guys. But it turns out I just can order you around can't I?" "And you are?" "Oh he doesn't need an introduction," said the daughter from earlier," That's Prince Blueblood, the most arrogant noble in existence." "Huph, says the military mud brat. Anyway why don't you get me a glass of rum." "Er who is he asking?" asked Crashman "Asking? That was an order you stupid piece of scrap!" The entire ballroom became quite, most of the ball attendance backed away from Blueblood and the military mare and the Hunter. "An order? I think you have me mistaken for something else Mr Blueblood..." "That is Prince and what do you mean I am mistaken?!" "Simple really, I'm not a waiter, I'm a Maverick Hunter. I combat the Maverick threat and keep everyone safe." "That may be but I am a noble! A descendant of Celestia herself! You will do exactly as I..." Before Blueblood could say another word, the military mare attempted to smash a bottle of rum over his head. But was stopped by his Unicorn Magic. "And what are you trying to do?" asked Blueblood," Ruin my beautiful mane?" "You... you bastard! This Hunter saved our collective butts out there! He and his fellow Hunters risked their life and limbs to save your collective butts too!" "So? He said it himself, he is a golem is he not? Golems can be repaired and rebuilt." "Even so! That doesn't mean he is expendable! He and his fellow hunters are the only thing keeping those Mavericks from taking over Equestria!" "Hah! I bet I could handle those things with one hoof tied behind my back." "Oh as if Blueblood! I was there holding the Line and a few of us saw you running with your tail between your legs!" AT this Blueblood got really angry at the military mare and wrenched the bottle of rum away from the mare. Before Celestia could intervene, Blueblood and attempted to smash the bottle on the head of the military mare, only to break it on Crashman's arm instead. Crashman who now had some of the rum over his arm was now standing in between the two. The ball was dead silent as Crashman stared right at Blueblood. "Now your really getting on my nerves Blueblood," said Crashman menacingly," Its something to be verbally abusive but to hit a mare? With a full bottle of rum." "She tried to break my skull first?!" "True but you have your magic, plus the magic of multiple unicorn guards if you were in any real danger." "Whatever, I tire of this nonsense," said Blueblood as he turned away from Crashman and the military mare," You will never see a promotion beyond private you stupid mud horse. And you! Don't think this is over Crashman, I will get what I want and you will feel my fury!" "Yeah well, I will only feel sad that I have to waste all this rum." "What are you talking about, you stupid piece of-" Crashman had (somehow by celestial means) had procured a extra large barrel of rum with it's lid off. Blueblood seeing the large amount of alcohol and the fear of being drenched in it caused him to run as fast as he could but he couldn't run away from the now tossed barrel that was heading in his general direction. Fortunately, he did not get hit by the barrel. Unfortunately the lid was facing his direction. Is a split moment all that rum washed Blueblood out the door. The entire ballroom was quite until some elderly pony shouted," Why the Rum gone?!" The entire ballroom erupted laughing. ***** Crashman had a better time after the incident, mostly because of the military mare who had stayed with Crashman throughout the event. Granted he didn't get her name in the end, but there might be a chance to see her again. For now he had to find where Medabee and Shadowman got off to. Currently, he is following the trail of drunken Royal Guards however something to him is still very off about all of this.However he pushed it out of his mind when he had discovered both Luna and Medabee laughing it up and telling stories. ".... And then after he tripping head first into the cake, when he got up, his wife shoved the last slice of cake into his face as well!" "Oh my goodness," said Luna though her laughter," And then what?" "Then they got me into the act and dumped the rest of the icing on me!" "Oh my sides! This reminds me of the time I switched Celestia's shampoo with green dye." "Excuse me," interrupted Crashman. "Hey Crash! Grab some grass and join us!" "Indeed Sir Crashman, join the merriment!" "Love to guys but I'm just checking up who is where before heading back to the ballroom. Have either of you seen Shadow?" The two looked at each other before answering. "Sorry dude," said Medabee," I haven seen his butt all night." "Indeed although I have to question why would you be looking at your comrades posterior?" "I don't mean literary!" "Right well maybe he'll show up sooner or later. You two coming back in or what?" "Nah we're good." Crashman turned towards the ballroom once again before a loud and rather visible explosion occurred in the "Day Court" thoneroom. "That can't be good!" shouted Medabee," Crash, head back to the party and evacuate the guest. I'll head over the to explosion. I just hope its not another attack." "Roger!" Medabee disappeared from Crashman's sight as the two went their separate ways, Luna looked towards the explosion and said. "God Speed Maverick Hunters."