???: Why did you bring him here?
???: HOW did you get him here?
???: My magic. It took a lot of effort, but I got him here.
These were the first words that Heavy heard from three different voices as he started coming to, seeing the wooden roof of what he assumed was a tree house. He then opened his eyes to see three fillies: A yellow one with a red mane, A lavender one with a mix of white and purple for a mane color and an orange one with a dark purple mane.
Heavy: ohhhh... last thing I remember is spy's naked face...
???: Well, look at that awake at last, are we?
Heavy: Where am I? And who are tiny baby ponies?
CMC: We're not babies!
Heavy: Well you look like babies.
Apple Bloom: Well, I'm Apple Bloom, and these are my friends, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo.
Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo: Hi.
Heavy: I am Heavy weapons guy, but you can call me Heavy.
CMC: Nice to meet you, Heavy!
Apple Bloom: We've formed a group known as the Cutie Mark Crusaders.
Sweetie Belle:You know, To get our cutie marks!
Heavy: Cutie Marks?
Apple Bloom: Oh right. You're a human. Ya see, everypony gets a special mark on their flanks called a cutie mark when they discover their special talent.
Heavy: Then I know what mine would be. If I was tiny pony. Take me to house of... what was her name? Starts with R, sounds like clarity...
Sweetie Belle: Rarity?
Heavy: Yes! Take me to house of Rarity.
Sweetie Belle: Sure thing. She's my sister.
After going to the Boutique and getting Heavy's things, the pair returned to the tree house.
Heavy: I need targets for practice. Any thing you don't need that is big and no one will get hurt.
Sweetie Belle: Maybe Rarity has some leftover dress models.
Heavy: *sigh*
Later...
Heavy: Finally. Now watch and learn. These are my weapons.
Heavy opened up his bag and showed them his miniguns, shotguns, and hand accessories.
Heavy: Now fun begins. Now, pay attention to destructive power of weapons. If you feel like tiny baby, I recommend you don't watch. We start with Sasha.
Heavy took his first minigun, his gun of choice and began revving it up. It started firing, completely ripping apart the statues in a whirl of bullets. Scootaloo was the only one to look on in awe. Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom looked away in sheer horror once they saw the destructive power of Heavy's gun.
Scootaloo: Do you have anything else like that?
Heavy: See for yourself.
One by one, Heavy showed off his miniguns one by one, each one Scootaloo found cooler then the last. Then the shotguns. And finally, his hand accessories. When he was finished.
Scootaloo: Coolest. Thing. Ever.
Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom were cowering in fear behind the safety of the tree house. Scootaloo came charging at Heavy.
Scootaloo: I want a cutie mark like that. You need to let me fire that.
Heavy: Oh no. You can't hope to fire this. Too heavy for tiny pony.
Scootaloo: Ohhhh...
Sweetie Belle: Maybe if we all worked together... We could maybe get it off the ground and fire it.
Scootaloo: Yes. You will. We will. I need to fire this puppy.
What is Scootaloo planning? Is it for the use of miniguns for good? Or just for psychotic reasons? Find out when I feel like putting in a chapter to explain it or the epic chapter trilogy against Saxton Hale.