• Published 11th Jul 2013
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The Girls - Chelis

When the main six find themselves in our world, it is up to one high school student to protect them from forces that want to exploit them and the portal to Equestria for their own ambitions.

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The Last Weekend Day 1-7

As we entered the empty store, I was relieved to see that the clerk was still not in sight. Either that, or mall security was about to rain holy hell on my ass.

"Go ahead, take a look." I say calmly. The fanned out and began to look at the mostly black and red merchandise with a distain on their faces, while I kept an eye out for the mall security. It was mere secons later when a cell phone ringtone went off in the store, and it sounded like it came from behind the counter. I hopped over the counter again, to see the teary store clerk I clocked earlier reaching for his phone, trying to be as silent as possible about it. He had the fear of god in his eyes when my foot stepped on the phone, stopping any chance he had in getting it. I picked it up and answered it.

"Dude! The mane six are REALLY here! You have to help me find them! I got tackled by some jackass that told me to stay away from him, fuck that asshole." The snarly voice said in desperation.

This little shit..

"What did I tell you would happen if you didn't stay away from these girls," I whispered into the phone. At that point I was ticked to the point of no emotion, just done.


"I will beat the shit out of each and every one of you if you try that, I've been meaning to expand my trophy case lately."

"I'm still getting my friends and we'll find you and those girls!" he screamed as he hung up.

I tossed the phone across the room, hopped over the counter again, and walk over to the girls. "So ladies: You see anything you like?"

"These fashion designs are simply HORRID, I will not waste my time even touching them," Rarity announced in disgust.

"Ah' don't see anything either, guess that guy was full of it," Applejack added.

I guess that snafu is over with.

"Well then, are we set to go? I think I just want to go home and watch movies for the rest of the night," I asked.

"I like the sound of that idea," Rainbow smiled.

"Alright, c'mon."

We left the store and began the long march back to the car, this time with me trying to pick up the pace. As we reached the door, I saw the reflection of the glass: there was a pile of people headed this way. They looked in their 20's, all sizes between under to overweight. and they all had shirts.

pony shirts.

"Girls, you know what? I think we need to excersice. a good time to start running right now, yea."

We bolted out the front door and began the long sprint to the van. They were running, but wihtout a clue why. Rainbow was first, which was predicatble since she made it into a race between us. I fumbled the keys as soon as I pulled it out.


I picked up the keys off the asphalt and found the key for the van, but I was shaking in adrenaline so hard I coulsnt fit in the slot

"Cooome ON!" I screamed in desperation.

It felt like forever, but I got the key in the slot, and the door unlocked

"Get it!" I commanded.

The girls were reluctant, but got in anyway. I started the engine and began to make my way out of the parking lot, but I would of had to drive through the side of the mall for the exit

A exit the mass of people were blocking.

You fucks want to play, well lets play then.

I pused the pedal to the metal, and the van was flying right twoards them.

"Dude! what are you doing!" Rainbow Dash screamed.

"Their in my way, so I'm making them move."

Let's see if these fuckers like playing chicken.

I was raching 50mph on the group, and was closing in fast. At the last possible moment, they cleared the street and watched in agony as I blew past them. Within a minute, we were on the streets, and frantically shooting for the freeway.

"Kow I KNOW something is definetly wrong.. you better start talking," Rainbow demanded.

I had a look of guilt on my face, but I kept on driving. In my mind I was trying to tell myself this wasn't happening. That a bunch of nut jobs did not ruin everything I and my family and friends had built.

"please tell me what's wrong," she pleaded. Trying to get a reaction.

I tried to form words, I really did. But nothing came out when I tried to speak. I wanted to tell them everrything, but between getting chased and everything else, the van was not a appropriate time or venue.

I thought the nightmare was over, until I noticed what was closing in on us on the mirror


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