//------------------------------// // It's got to be my destiny... (Pickleless) // Story: The Prank // by Pickleless //------------------------------// "I feel it shouldn't have been my responsibility to deal with that demon," Stupid stated. "Quit whining, suffering is good for you." Bucky ordered. "It's not the pain or the effort that bothers me," Stupid continued, "rather, it's the fact that it's Celestia who cut the cake. It's also Celestia job to take care of any demon that invades Equestria." "It's your job to satisfy Twilight Sparkle, and she ordered you take care of the demon." Bucky healed some of his more major wounds. "How did you take care that demon?" "I decided to headbutt it until one of us died." "Your head is the only part of you uninjured." "I have a thick skull. So what happened to you? I thought you stayed in Ponyville to make sure your family was safe," Stupid questioned. "I did." "There's enough holes in your legs to make you look like a changeling." Stupid squinted at his wounds. "I am aware." Bucky grunted. "What happened to you?" "Remember when we approached the Diamond Dog royalty and gave them polished fossilized poop, claiming for it to be an ancient valuable gem?" Stupid smiled, "I almost lost it when the king licked it." "They found out it was fossilized poop." "Ah, I imagine they weren't happy." "I have holes in my legs. What do you think?" Bucky snarked. Stupid sighed and clunked his head against the rock wall he was leaning against. Bucky tried to move him. "No, leave me here, my spine is broken." Bucky blinked. "I think the way I landed is keeping it in place, as long as nothing happens-" "UNCLE STUPID ARE YOU OKAY?!?" Loch Skimmer crashed into the changeling, giving him a crushing pegasus hug. --- "Right, the doctor said I should be fine," Stupid explained to Bucky. "As long as I lie still for a while-" "UNCLE STUPID I'M SO SORRY!!!" Loch wrapped Stupid in a crushing pegasus hug, again. --- "You should be dead," Bucky calmly said. "I think we've had this conversation before," Stupid scratched his cast. "How are you not dead?" "Well," Stupid rolled his solid blue eyes, "I'm pretty sure it's my destiny to always get hurt in a humorous manner, but never die from it. I am forever stuck in a cycle of humorous pain." "It's not that bad," Bucky scoffed. Suddenly, a light flashed from Stupid's waist. The two looked down and saw a rusty gravestone with a party hat and a clown nose on the changeling's thighs. "The funny part is, I'm not even mad," Stupid smiled. "You know, I'm starting to think you're a bad influence on me," Bucky grunted. "Really, I thought I was a good influence," Stupid argued. "How so?" "Well," Doll scratched his chin, "If you're too busy pranking everyone, you can't really go around declaring war on everypony and killing everything can you?" Bucky opened his mouth, and closed it. Scrunching his eyes closed, he sighed. "I don't want to admit you're right." "Wanna sneak a whoopee cushion on Twilight's throne before she gives her speech tomorrow?" The changeling beamed. Bucky glared at the changeling for a few seconds. "Yes Stupid," he calmly said. "Yes I do."