//------------------------------// // Thoughts of Revenge // Story: The Completely Normal Pet of Spike the Dragon // by DauntedSuperior //------------------------------// ‘Scruffy? What happened?’ Spike asked as I listened to Angel laughing outside of the bag. ‘Well, I’m trapped in a bag for one.’ the sack was suddenly picked up off the ground and I felt myself moving very fast, ‘Now I’m being carried somewhere.’ ‘Carried? How is Angel carr-’ ‘... Spike?’ I asked after a few seconds of silence, ‘Hello? Can you hear me?’ ... ‘Well crap, must of reached the range limit.’ I thought sourly as I tried to get comfortable in the bag. I didn't think for even a second that Angel was a part of whatever plan was in the works for the elements, so really I had no idea for why the bunny would suddenly kitty-nap me. The occasional sounds of wings flapping and the rush of cool air through the bag made me realize that I was being flown somewhere. Unless Angel could fly, and I’m pretty sure he can’t, he had to have friends helping him. That would mean that he has rallied some number of animals to try and... and... I let out a sigh as it became apparent that I couldn’t think of any reason Angel would steal not only my ice cream but me as well. Of course there was always the possibility that Angel has gone crazy, but that smirk on his face when he turned the corner made me disregard that possibility. “Hey cat!” I heard Angel’s annoying voice from somewhere above me, “Remember yesterday when I told you to let Fluttershy give you a check up or else?” I blinked a couple of times in confusion, ‘Was that only yesterday? Wow a lot has happened since then... Is he waiting for me to answer or...?’ After a few more seconds I felt the rushing air stop, “Well this is that ‘or else’ I was talking about.” There was a sudden feeling of myself being weightless before I felt the ground rush up and greet me. It didn’t really hurt, but it was annoying and would of actually hurt me if I didn’t have my magic. "Goodbye Scruffy!" Angel’s annoying voice called to me as I felt a small bump from whatever surface I was resting on, "Be sure to send a postcard!" ‘I foresee revenge in my near future.’ I thought with a grin as a sound reached me through the bag. A couple of voices all talking with each other, but I couldn’t make anything out. After a couple of seconds of listening to the voices, and determining that they weren’t near me, I pulled out one claw on my right paw. I quick slash later and I was out of the bag and looking around my new surroundings. I was in the back of a cart moving away from Ponyville with a family of three talking at the front of the cart. They were talking about somewhere called Vanhoover, but I didn’t stick around to hear anything as I jumped out of the cart and on to the dirt road. My eyes scanned the sky, looking for any sign of Angel or any bird that was flying away from me. After a while I gave up the search and started running back towards Ponyville, ‘This isn’t over Angel, not by a long shot.’ my eyes narrowed as I tried to think of a suitable punishment or hilarious prank. It was that line of thinking that took up most of my trip back to town. The road was completely empty leading to a pretty uneventful trip, giving me plenty of time to think of something... ... Anything really would work... ... ‘I got nothin.’ I finally conceded as I got to the edge of town. With a sigh I started to look around at the few shops that were around hoping to have a stroke of inspiration. The closest was some kind of fast food place that made me think of feeding Angel to a wild animal, but I didn’t want to actually hurt him. A music store was the next thing I saw and for some reason I got an idea to use a fog horn to scare him to death in the middle of the night, but then I’d have to deal with all the other animals at Fluttershy’s too. I was about to just go and ask Spike for ideas when I heard something. The sounds of laughter drew my attention down the street where a filly and colt seemed to be having a water balloon fight. ‘... Now there’s an idea.’ I thought as I smirked and took off down the road. Water balloons were safe and I knew that Angel hated being wet. I smirked as I thought of how Angel would react. If I was going to start a water balloon fight though, I should prepare for a war. That meant a lot of balloons, a good source of water, and a giant slingshot if I could find one. Though I could do without, that last one it would make it a lot easier to completely bombard Angel. Now the only question was where do I lure Angel to in order to ambush him? I couldn’t bring him to the tree castle, the guards would see us. Can’t just attack him at the cottage either as he not only has back up, but it would be on his home turf. It needed to be somewhere with a lot of open space, but a lot of hiding spots too... I thought about such a place as I made my way back towards the tree castle. The only reason I knew where that was is because I could see the top of it in the distance. It was going to take a while to get back. Weaving through hooves and the occasional cart I was able to make it from alley to alley, saving a little bit of time. Along the way I kept thinking about just how shocked Angel is going to be when I show up tomorrow and smack him in the face with a balloon full of the coldest water I could get. An evil little smile crept across my muzzle, ‘I’ll show him exactly who he’s messing with.’