6: What's in the Box?
Chapter 6: What’s in The Box?
“Button Mash?” The voice was angelic, soothing, and brought him peace. Button Mash sighed in content as he smiled in his sleep. “Buuuutton Maaaash,” The voice called out for him once again. He slowly opened his eyes only to feel a blinding light covering his sight. He could see the silhouette of a mare standing over him, only partially blocking the sun’s warm, welcoming rays from his eyes.
“Mom?” He asked in a dazed state of mind. The mare giggled in response. The sound of it sent a shiver down his spine. He could just barely see a soft, warm smile from the light.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I am not your mother,” Button Mash’s eyes were very slowly starting to focus on the figure standing over him. He tried to move but felt his body far too relaxed to obey his wishes. He felt a gentle hoof placed upon his cheek, rubbing it softly against his fur. He smiled yet again to her touch, but a question still remained.
“Who are you?” The mare held her smile towards him as she released her grasp from his cheek and placed it next to him, leaning against an unseen object. Button Mash could faintly see a horn on the mare’s head. She had to have been an unicorn. She leaned down towards him in which he could almost see her now. He could now see she had light colored fur.
“You don’t know me,” Button Mash’s smiled faded ever so slightly but held firm. He had to lower his head away from her, the sunlight starting to sting his eyes. She placed a hoof under his chin and forced him to look up at her. “Not yet,” He held that gaze as his eyes was starting to adjust, he could almost see her eyes now. Almost there. . . Almost there. . . They looked to be some sort of shade. . . of-
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“Button Mash, wake up!” Button Mash’s eyes shot open and his head launched back into his seat. He scanned his surroundings and took notice that he was still in class, only that it was empty now except for three fillies standing in front of him. Applebloom looked like she was fighting back to prevent laughing, Sweetie Belle looked like she was having a more difficult time doing so, and Scootaloo was biting her upper lip, snickering.
“What?” As he spoke he felt something thing on his face. Scootaloo tapped the side of her cheek, making him start to wonder. He slowly raised his hoof over to it and brushed it on his own cheek feeling a piece of paper stuck to it. He grabbed it, pulling it off of him and tossed it aside. He looked back over to them and smiled nervously “Ehehehe, let’s pretend that didn’t just happen,” The Cutie Mark Crusaders looked at each other and burst into laughter, making him blush.
“Ah don’t sweat it, Button Mash, it happens to everypony,” Explained Applebloom teasingly. Button Mash watched them gradually calm down from their laughter.
“Yea. . . Don’t sweat it! I’ve done it countless of times while in class!” Scootaloo added cheerfully.
“And out of it,” Sweetie Belle teased, making Scootaloo glare at her.
“Hey!” They all started laughing again, making Button Mash tilt his head towards them.
“Are you guys normally like this?” They turned to him, stilling chuckling to themselves.
“Well, yea! Friends tease each other about stuff like this. You act like you’ve never had friends or something,” Scootaloo spoke out loud. Button Mash’s ears dropped down to his sides and sadness spread across his face, cutting short of their laughter. “Oh, uhhh,” She struggled to find any words to say to him. Applebloom smiled warmly at him. She walked over and wrapped an arm around him.
“Don’t worry about it, we‘re your friends now! Ya don’t have to feel so bad ‘bout it,” Button Mash looked over to her who held a bright, friendly, smiling face towards him and he couldn’t help but smile back at her.
“Thanks Appleblossom,” She giggled at that.
“Applebloom, but it’s ok,” he chuckled nervously again, making the three fillies giggle in reply. Applebloom let him go and walked back over to her friends. “Hey girls, ah just remembered ah’m supposed to go help mah sis out with the farm. Do y’all mind if we hang out tomorrow?”
“Sure, I mean I’m cool with that,”
“I don’t mind, Rarity might need some help with a few things anyway,” Scootaloo and Applebloom gave her a look which made her smile nervously. “You never know,” They rolled their eyes playfully and all turned to Button Mash.
“Sorry we didn’t tell you sooner. We kinda forgot about it. Do you want to hang out tomorrow after school, though?” Button Mash smiled and nodded to them.
“Yea, that’s ok. Thanks guys!” With a cheerful smile they left the classroom, waving him goodbye. Button Mash packed away his things and left himself to get back home. The whole way he smiled to himself, humming a song from one of his games.
Button Mash got home some time later, still smiling and humming away. He walked in, whipped his feet on the mat, and walked on in, his smile frozen on his face.
“Mom! I’m back from school!” Button’s mom poked her head from around the corner to see him enter and ducked back into the kitchen, cleaning the dishes.
“Hey hunny! Did you have a good day at school?” She turned back to him and saw him walk in with a smile on his face, which made her smile just as much. ”It looks like you did,” Button Mash nodded his head.
“I did. I made some friends!” Button’s mom stopped cleaning the dishes, almost dropping the plate she was cleaning, and turned to focus all of her attention to him. Her eyes sparkled and lit up with joy and excitement which she tried to keep under control.
“You did?! Tell me all about it!” Button Mash nodded and walked over to the dining table and took a seat. His mother walked over to the fridge, pulling out a little juice box of apple juice and an orange. “So start from the very beginning dear, I want to hear all about it!” She walked on over to the table, setting down the juice box and started peeling the orange for him. He watched her peel the orange as he started.
“Well. . . there are these two fillies who pick on me at school,”
“That’s horrible! Do you want me to talk to the teacher about it?” Button Mash shook his head.
“No, that don’t bother me that much. So they were picking on me today and I thought they weren’t gonna leave me alone, then these other three fillies came over and told them to leave me alone,” Button’s mom watched him as he spoke, examining every emotion that came across his face, his body language, and his words. All of them shouted out happiness and joy. She finished peeling the orange and handed it to him. “They were really nice, although a little weird-” Button’s mom giggled at that. “What?!” He whined out loud.
“Nothing dear, I’m sorry. Keeping going,” Button Mash ate one of the orange slices and a sip out of his apple juice.
“Well, as I was saying, they were a little weird but they seem really nice. I like them,” He took another orange slice into his mouth and ate it with a smile, keeping his eyes on his mother.
“What are their names?” Button’s mom asked kindly. He drank the rest of his apple juice with a sigh of delight. He scratched his chin, trying to remember their names.
“Uhhh. . . Scootaloo, Applebloom. . . . and Sweetie Belle I think,” His mother gave a playful giggle.
“You think?”
“What?! I just met them today,” She giggled once more, patting his head. He placed another orange slice in his mouth, looking up to his mother.
“I know, dear. I’m just teasing you,” Button Mash pouted at his mother.
“You don’t have to be so mean!” Button’s mom smiled gently towards him. She got up and kissed his forehead.
“I don’t mean to be, sweety. I am just so happy that you finally made some friends. I am so proud of you baby,” She smiled brightly at him as she walked back to the dishes. “So. . . where they cute?” Button Mash glared at her.
“MOM!” Button’s mom laughed softly to herself.
“I’m sorry hunny, I couldn’t help it,” He rolled his eyes at her, his glare faded away.
“Hey mom, would it be ok to hang out with my friends tomorrow?” Button Mash asked plainly. Button’s mom turned back to him, giving him her usual, motherly smile.
“Of course, dear,” I’ve been waiting for you to ask me for years. Button Mash gasped in excitement, waving his front hooves in the air, estatice.
“Yaaaa!!!” Button’s mom giggled and turned back to him.
“Make sure you get all your homework done tonight,” Button Mash gave her a look of disgust.
“Oh come on! Do I really have to?” Button’s mom nodded her head, holding her smile.
“Yes, now go upstairs and do your homework,” Button Mash pouted but headed up to his room with his saddle bag. Button’s mom smiled at him the whole time until she saw a wooden box in the living room. “Oh, Button sweetie, I almost forgot, you have a package in the living room,” Button Mash’s ears perked up in curiosity at the sound of that, turning back towards her.
“Who was it from?” Button’s mom looked at the package and then back to him.
“I am not sure, hunny. There is no address. I think somepony left it here, but it says it has your name on it,” Button Mash raised an eyebrow in suspicion.
“Really? Can I open it?” Button Mash asked his mother with some excitement and curiosity, walking over to it. She nodded her head to him. He walked over and started to examine it carefully, trying to find a hint of its origin. Button’s mom walked over, standing on the other side of the box. There was no seal, no ribbon, no tag, nothing. It was a smooth, light brown box, hoof crafted with care and polished with elegant carving on the front reading ‘Button Mash’.
“Just be careful, dear,” His mother pleaded. He looked up, nodding to her, and focused back to the package. He slowly cracked it open, peering inside. For what was in it he did not expect.
“What is it, sweetie?”
The End
(Oh I’m just screwing with you guys, don’t worry! 
)
Button Mash’s eyes lit up as he opened it completely, a smile forming across his face.
“Button?” His mother asked. He lowered his hooves down into the box.
“It’s a new game!” Button’s mom raised an eyebrow.
“It’s a game? I don’t think we ordered a game for you. . . did we?” Button Mash shook his head, pulling out the little rectangle piece of eletronical plastic. “What game is it?” Button Mash squinted his eyes to read the title on the game.
“Destiny. That’s all it says,” He turned it around to see the back was blank. He turned it back to the cover to see their was no company logo or a publisher name. “I think it’s an indie game,” Button’s mom tilted her head to the side in confusion.
“What is an indie game?” Button Mash looked up to her with a blank stare on his face.
“An indie game is a video game created by individuals or small teams generally without video game publisher financial support. They are often referred to being ‘low class games’ but I think that is just opinion,” She stared at him surprised.
“You sure know a lot about video games,” He smiled bashfully, scratching the back of his head with his hoof.
“Well, I have to make sure that I get the best for my bits,” Button’s mom smiled at him, rubbing the top of his head.
“That’s my little Button! If only you put that much time and energy into your homework,” Button Mash stopped smiling and rolled his eyes, returning his gaze over at the game.
“Can I try it out, mom?” He pleaded, looking back up to her, pouting his lips and giving her the puppy dog eyes. Button’s mom was tempted to say no but could tell he really wanted to play it. She knew that he was still a little hurt from the yesterday. She smiled lovingly down to her, patting his head, nodding to him.
“Just this once, but make sure to get your homework done before you go to bed tonight,” Button Mash’s eyes lit up with joy and excitement, hugging his mother tightly. She was surprised by the sudden embrace but hugged him right back, nuzzling into his head.
“Thank you so much, mom!” He quickly let go, grabbing the game, and ran up to his room, leaving his mother there to smile up at him as he ran. He closed the door and dove right on to his bed, sliding the game into his joyboy. He powered up the joyboy, smiling to himself in content. “Oh I can’t wait, I wonder what kind of game it is!” His joyboy showed the system’s logo and stayed on there.
“Huh? Did it freeze?” He asked himself puzzled. He looked at the back, wiggling the game to make sure it was fully in, which it was. He tapped the screen a few times but nothing happened. “Aw man, it froze already!” He placed his joyboy down and turned around to grab his saddle bag. While his back was turned, his joyboy’s screen flashed into a purple screen, showing a bunch of stars in the image of purple before it turned back, a purple spark crossed over the it. When Button Mash opened up his saddlebag, he heard some 8-bit music coming from his little hoof held device. He turned around to see that it was now on the main screen.
“Oh. . . it’s fixed. Awesome!” He turned around and picked it up, smiling to himself. The main menu screen showed a star filled background and a full moon. The melody was peaceful and soothing with fancy cursive for the menu options.
“It looks like a medieval kind of game, my favorite!” He brought the cursor over the ‘Begin Story’ button and a clash of swords was heard as the screen slowly faded away along with the music. “Who ever made this game, they did pretty good. The graphics look better than normal. I wish I knew who made it,” The screen was black for a few seconds until an armored griffin faded in to the screen.
“Welcome, young warrior. My name is Master Flight Wing, allow me to introduce you to the world in which you are entering” Button Mash rolled his eyes.
“Ugh, I hate introductions! Time to rapidly hit the ‘A’ button!” Button Mash tapped on it but the griffin still spoke to him. “Huh? I can’t skip it? Darn it! That stinks!” He pouted at the screen as he was forced to listen to him speak.
“But enough about the kingdom, now to the important things that you have to know. There is no saving or checkpoints,” Button Mash’s ears perked up in alarm. “You only have one life. If you die, you can’t restart from anywhere, nor will you be able to play the game again,” His eyes opened wide in shock, one of his eyebrows twitching.
“What?! What kind of game is this?!” After a moment’s pause, the griffin continued to speak.
“Treat this game as if you are living in it. Make the choices YOU would make, not what you think your character would make. In this game, YOU are the character,” Button Mash held his gaze at the screen, questions storming through his head. “I know you must have many questions, but before I try to explain anything further, try to keep this in mind. This is not your average game, these are not your usual quests, this isn’t your normal heroic legend. This. . . . is your tale!”
So here you go guys, chapter 6. I know I said I wouldn't be able to do any more for a while but things changed at the very last second on me, I moved to one place first, then I will move to my amazing girl friend's house 
Anyway, so now Button Mash has found a new game to keep him company, but what strange things does it speak of? What does it mean This is his tale? Will we find out in the next chapter? Knowing me, most likely not So I might be able to write one more chapter before I leave again, fingers crossed 
I hope you guys enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope to see you all in the future chapters ahead. As always, have a great morning/day.evening
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Sweet!
The end? I'm sorry, but does that mean end of chapter or end of story?
This is cool :)
4354106 I see you stopped as soon as you saw "The end"
I didn't think people would buy that! I guess you don't read author notes then! 
4354123 ? *reads author's notes* Oooh, kk. Well, I hope you move soon. You are eager to move, and we are eager to read!
4354134 Oh. . . I though you stopped reading the chapter as soon as you saw "The End". Sorry, it was supposed to be a little joke, I was trying to be a little mean
and thank you, i will try to get this other chapter posted before I go around friday or saturday, I'm already working on it! 
4354138 Busy author! Thank you for being so nice/pranky to give us laughs, and great fiction. Check me out, and you will find that ButtonBelle is my FedEx.
4354152 Oh? I needed a refference, get some ideas for future chapters. Do you have them hitched off as soon as they meet like everyone else does?
4354167 Nope. Im matter of fact, I am not so good with proper buildup. But hey, if it takes them past chapter 10-15 to get Button to ask Sweetie out or something like that, then usually it turns into a story more/less focused on buildup and shows nothing BUT the buildup and doesn't pay off. I prefer to get them together at a good 10,000 WORDS. Sometimes chapters are short, so ya gotta make a word-count, in case it is in the middle of a chapter. So ya.
4354192 I'll give your story a try when ever I find myself the time. Thanks, this is mostly aiming for the build up, but it will also go past that for a while (not too sure yet, still planning) This is a free lance story, I don't have any plans for it nor do I care if people dislike it
4354219 ya. But those are the guidelines. In my only legit fic about them going together, I did ship them in the 4th chapter. But a lot of the good fics I read wait a bit. And I'm thinking this will be one of those fics that ace it.
I can see where this is going
it was cute! lol and at first I thought you were really going to end it XD you were like... THE END and I was like
and then I went further and then you were like jk 
and I was like 
lol crazy stuff... crazy stuff
SPEEEDRUUUUUUN!
Howy crap! This was edited heavily from the last time I saw it.. What, is the girl at the end Sweetie Belle, he realizes he actually likes her, and then we get some Sweetie chapters about her starting to like him, realizing his absence due to the game and how much she missed him, and it goes into an aquard chapter about them admitting feelings and their first date? That seems legit.
4358479 ummmm. . . . . I'm confused. . . . I didn't touch it, what are you talking about?
4358854 wait... Then I guess I didn't see an intire section of the chapter... But anyways, those other silly things were assumptions... But it would be interesting to see them, and how well you execute them.
4359056
. . . . . I am confused still. . . . what are you talking about? PM me about it as to not ruin anything, just in case
That game is starnge....... But you really shocked me when it said the end
Your lucky that wasn't the end or creepy pie might have come
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
That's a relief.
Iron man mode is real
4438547 I cant believe I wrote this!
That the end BROKE ME!
until...
(im just screwing with you guys)
IM dying of laughter!