//------------------------------// // Watch Out For That- // Story: My Little Witch // by PoisonJoker09 //------------------------------// Watch Out For That- I look up at the tree once again, it's dangerous tilt was worrying... but it seemed stable as of the moment. I was currently waiting for Big Mac to gather whatever necessary tool would be needed for righting a tree. And so I was alone for a while. I looked down at Ponyville, I hadn't noticed before how good the view actually was, and took a few moments to guess at what buildings were what from a distance. The tree house however was a mystery that I actually think I'll visit sometime later. Then, my mind drifted off to, Pinkie Pie... I knew she was irresponsible but to suddenly drink some unidentifiable liquid? Even if I did say it was alcohol, she immediately assumes it's punch and- THAT, happens. Thankfully, saying that she went crazy and made my house look like a party threw up on it was just seen as 'Pinkie being Pinkie', it's like a universal phrase around here to help peoples heads from trying to wrap around the concept that is Pinkie Pie. I think I will be guilty of using it myself in the near future. I tapped my hoof again, and just as I was scanning the village again, it popped up. ah... *ahem* h-hello? I've no intention of incurring the wrath of Miss Pie, so may I say, hello again? I was the one who warned you of her before. Apologies if my choice of wording caused any... discomfort on your part? Hmm... ah yes, it was that one that went 'Boil and Bubble' before if I recall... Wait, they managed to realize my discomfort, I shouldn't underestimate how they seem to spy on the workings of this world. He seems a little... timid for an out worldly being however. And I quickly latched onto the part about Pinkie Pie, incurring her wrath? I don't think that ditz has had an angry moment in her life... wait, did this have something to do with the potion she drank? I read on. ...curses, I don't really know what to say. Look, uh... we can't exactly talk like this, not easily at any rate. If I had to compare our situations, it would be akin to a series of letters between us. If you want to ask things of me, please do, either clearly speaking or thinking what you wish to know, but please understand that I cannot answer immediately. Hmm... that's fair enough actually, I did wonder why it took so long between responses, very well then, I can understand that. But I didn't like the reading minds part, makes me wonder if that brew I made is more trouble than I thought. Of course it could only mean my immediate thoughts on the matter at hoof... Yours, an acquaintance (and hopefully a friend) from across the divide. PS. Ask Miss Pie about her promises. I get the feeling they will help you in the future. Hmm... a friend? I suppose it isn't the weirdest thing to be friendly to a faceless writing floating in the air. And since your so- I cleared my throat, "Very well... out-worldly being, I'll ask a few questions I suppose, but I doubt any about your world would be interesting, they are the equivalent of stories since I can not see whatever is in yours." "But you seem to know some expanse of knowledge of where I am now, since I've opened a window, so I would just ask for you to... help how you can whenever you see me in a particular situation. Also... what is this matter on promises? I don't actually want to spend any length of time with that hyperactive, disruptive form of Chaos." "... But, you of course know better than me, since you know the world far beyond what I can hope... so I'll take it under consideration." I glanced around... nothing appeared. If the 'letter' analogy was a truthful statement, then that would mean it would take time for my message top reach... him? Her? It? Maybe I should look into the description of the view brew again, perhaps that would give me answers about what exactly to do with this. My eyes then locked onto a shape closing in, he was large and had a distinctive red coat, pulling a wagon up the hill towards me. I put the voices issue to the back of my mind and walked forward to greet Mackintosh. "So... I suppose from the fact it took you so long, you were held up by your sister." "Eeyup." That was bound to happen. "And I also suppose you couldn't lie to her about where you were going." "Eeyup." Again, that Element of Honesty is a problem. "And so you had to put your hoof down and come down here despite her wishes." "Nnope." ... what? I raised an eyebrow at him, "Applejack doesn't like you all that much, but she ain't spiteful to deny me helping another pony in need." "... Well, at least she has some sense of values." I stiffly reply, and instead look at the tree, "Are you sure you'll be able to pull this out of the way, it's a big tree." "Eeyup." Did I detect a certain amount of pride in that tone? "Very well... good luck I suppose." I went into my house... and kicked a streamer off the path, even when I managed to get the worse of it off the outer building, I could still find the odd balloon and colorful decoration in the most unlikeliest of places. And I haven't got a single clue where that alligator came from, I let it wander off to wherever Pinkie picked it up from. I shut the door behind me... and looked back at my cauldron. It still had a lot of my previous brew within it, considering what happened the last time I left my things alone... I quickly went onto my task of scooping up every drop and bottling them, and then I put them into the Cellar. I don't know whenever that would ward the girl off, Applejack is the only one to know of it's existence so I can only hope. It did cross my mind to simply do the Apple family a favor and dump it into their orchid, and it would certainly remove another threat of Pinkie pandemonium, but I just couldn't help but keep them around. They could be useful someday. I walked to my window and looked out at the clear skies above it. It was only a rare experience that I would ever be able to see a clear blue sky outside of Equestria, sometimes the weather patterns manage to grace me with a peaceful day. Otherwise it could be chaotic as anything in comparison. Here, the only reason why the weather would deviate from the norm is because it was scheduled to. Heck, I saw a pair of teenager pegasi sculpting a cloud into a number of shapes when I was walking through town once. If that wasn't a sign that Equestria was carefree, I don't know what is. As I gazed out into this perfect weather... my eyes caught a speeding object above the clouds. I blinked... and focused my gaze on it a little more, it was a pegasi, too big to be a bird and too small to be a griffin. It was also on a... very unusual speed and vector... I mentally calculated and soon knew that from their current velocity, they would have to be going over my house... or going to crash land somewhere around my house. ... And that looping and strange flying position was not fit for flying. As she came even closer, she was obvious with her rounded features, and made another estimate to where exactly- Oh no. I rushed to the front door and aimed my head over to Big Macintosh, who had an array of ropes slung around himself and the tree. "Macintosh! Watch out for the- And just as I tried to warn him, a whoosh sounded through the air, and a quick thud followed it. I closed my eyes... and the sound of cracking wood made me open them again. And the tree came down... hard. "Waaha!" I surprised shout from the stallion was all I heard, and a tree replaced his image. I stared for a few seconds... and rushed to where he was. "You know... I don't think it's helping my reputation if I'm pulling two unconscious ponies down to the hospital in a single day." I commented out loud as I trudged along, I borrowed Big Macintosh's wagon to help him down to Ponyville. I took a moment to glance at the culprit, who I managed to apprehend from the bushes nearby, her wall eyed stare put me off a little... as did her seemingly clumsy and destructive nature. "So... what do you have to say for yourself?" The pegasus merely scratched her head sheepishly and one of her eyes drifted to the left, "Uh, I just don't know what went wrong?"