Tales from Tinies.

by MrAquino

The Lunar Sisters: Tinker

Author's Note:

The next chapter by Pixel.

Log Date 9-26-XX 9:05 AM

Battery 99%
Name: T.K.R.
Age: 0 Years
Location: R.B.T. Institute HQ
Memories: None
Skills: None
Personality: None
Likes: None
Dislikes: None

Description: I am the creation of R.B.T. Institute. I was strictly made to discover the whereabouts and locations of missing citizens of planet earth. Once found, gather all, connect back to HQ, and safely return the Homo Sapiens back to their home.

This was a test run.

Shutting down in 3… 2… 1…

Log Date 3-5-XX 1:49 PM

Battery 74%
Name T.K.R.
Age: 0.6 Years
Location: R.B.T. Institute HQ
Memories: Creator name is John. Teacher name is John. Repairman name is John. John parter is named Wendy.
Skills: Survival Tactic, Planet Wiki, Mechanic, Weaponry Self Defence, Camouflage
Personality: None
Likes: None
Dislikes: None

Description: I am the creation of R.B.T. Institute. I was strictly made to discover the whereabouts and locations of missing citizens of planet earth. Once found, gather all, connect back to HQ, and safely return the Homo Sapiens back to their home.

Training has commenced.
Eliminate all dangerous targets.
…
Targets Eliminated: 65%
Missing Target: 1
Target locked.
Target is fatally wounded.
Finish target in 3… 2-

Log Date 7-18-XX -:--

Battery 100000%
Name: Unknown
Age: Unknown
Location: Unknown
Memories: Human… training… sign… coffee… target… blood… flat line… [Corrupt Data] [Unable to Recover]
Skills Unknown
Personality: Unknown
Likes: Unknown
Dislikes: Unknown

Description: I am ť̶͚̖͓̻̰̯̯̞̀̔́̉̌̍͝Ḫ̸̖̤̀̈́̈́̊̽̋̚͘e̸̩͍̥̝͒́̔̈́̂͘̚ c̷̛̯̯̣̺̗͎͖̔̎͋͐͘͠r̶͓̀e̷͍͇̣̻̺͚̓̈̄̌͘͝Ă̶̧̤̟̮̲̞̑̂͛̈̚͜t̸̛̞͑̐̊̏͛i̸̯̭̦̖̣̫͍̥̚0̸̡̛͚̙̃́̌̅͌̇̑n̶͕̦̜̩̫̐̌̍ ȍ̷̩̯̺͖̂̋͆ R̴̳̗̝̥̞̎̌͜ͅ.̷͙̈́̔̊̄́͋b̴͕̣̑͆̂͂͊̓̾.̸̜̼͑̑͆̀T̴͍̭̭͙̤̜̭̂̃̉ Institute. I was s̸̳̜̗͑̃̉̔̄́̿̍ţ̸̣̹̻̬̳̈́̀̑R̷̹̈́1̶̢̖̬̐̄̑͛̾̾̐̽c̶̡̡̱̠͙̔͋̓̃̌̀͌͘͜t̸͙͍̼̱̑̉͝ļ̴̤̘͇̻̹̥͐̎̆͐̆̇͜͠y̵͓̪̻̾́͗̉̆͛ made to discover \̵̢̪̯̠͖̱̑̌̾̀͝͝ w̶̪̻̖̫̅̈́͂͆͜͠ḧ̴̥̲̫̹͐ë̵̢̹̭̤͕̝̜̜́̍͋͘ŗ̸̛͇̬̣̲͔̰̰́̔̈́̆̍e̸̳͍̤͖̥̱̖̒͗͊́͝S̴̢͎̦͙̞̺̍̃͌̏̾̽̂͜b̸̧̡̤̫̱̠̼̜͊̋̃͑͊͠o̷̘̜͇̲̝̻̘͈͊̀͛ū̸̘̲̩̗̺͍̖͕t̷̙̣̻̹͖͇͌͑̈́̾͜ͅÅ̸̢͔̜͍̺̲͋͆̽̕͝ à̴̙̝̈́̆̓͘n̸̳͍̹̎̈̄̈́ͅ locations of -̵̮̗͎̪̗̗͚͗̄͋̕-̵̛͚̻̙̱̕ m̵̢̬̪̺͇͉̦̜͆̊̐͛̄̚͠i̵̦͎͙̩̰͊̐͒͐̍́ş̵̼̹̖̺̺͝s̴̖̐͗͑̈́̍̕s̸̙̖̱̗̝̽͊̔͌̃̌͜s̴̫̏͂̂̌̓͑̌s̴͈͂̿͆̎̌̃į̷̡̙͊̂̅͝n̷̢̛͔̩̟͚͈̈́̀̐̅̅̅ģ̴̪̺̮̦̟͇͎̔͐̀̽̎̉̆̉ ż̶̝͈̐E̴͎̣̬̱̯̙̼̐͐̈͘͘͝ͅn̷͐̔͛̾̿͝ͅs̸̛͖̳̭̖̝̫͐̀̅ of planet. Once 0̸̞̈̂2̸̩͚̖̦͐̀̋͒̏͋̈́͘6̷̢̛͕̙̗̣̬̟͔̔̀̌͝4̵̨̬̦́̇͋͊͘, gather all, connect back t̵̡̝̩̯͖̘͗̃̿́̂̀̈̊̎̾̄̓̒ơ̴̻̻͓̲̳͎͂̀̅̇͑̋̎̐͘͠͝ Q̶̢̧̝͓̈̒̌͛̋͘͝,̸͕̓̊͌̈́͛̊̅̒̋̂͝, and safely Ȓ̶̨̺̓̿̎͆̈͌͜ë̷̡̺̠̫̗̋̎̕̕͝͝ţ̸̧̩̜̞͇̝̮̪̖͍͚̈́̏̄̆̊͌̇́̎̽͛̕_̸̢̛̣͈̫̥̲̥̦̮̥͗̐̆͛̔͗͐̌̽͘͜͠r̵͓̪͓̤̺̪̒̃̑̑́̔̐͐͐n̷̛͇̫̜̣̥̥͉̬̜̈̋͐͐̃͂̀̚͝͠ the H̵̡̧̦̣͉͂͒͒̈́͑̅̕͠ư̶̧̛̠͓̱͔̮͆̉̇̈́́͝-̶̘͛̈́̄̔̆̅̎ Ş̸̡̙̯̬̮̭͕͍̮̱͎͛̿̂ä̷̖͚̹̺͎̰̳́͘͝p̶̢̱̪͛̈́̾̀̍̓̾̕_̷̱̼̗̝͈̘̞̅̊̈́̽̄̇̎͘͜͜ back to ȟ̶̫̝̤͙͍͎͔̼̘̰̀O̷̰̼̠̐͋̂͛̐͜m̵̛͍̪̯̟̝̫̣͍̪̫̿̋̀̎͊̋͛̓̄͘I̴͍͖̣̓͑̓͛͊̈͗̔̈͋͗̈͝.̸̨̛̜̙̝̏͐̃͒͛͑̌͒̓͑̀.

[Corrupt Data] [Unable to Recover]

Delete Data [Y]/N

Are you sure? [Y]/N

Deleting Data in 3… @... 1.>.

~-~-~-~

I woke up with a quick gasp, sitting up and clutching my chest. It always happened every night. That weird dream of nothing but ‘Log Dates’ and blurry memories. All I could remember was that I either read or wrote those Log Dates, but could never remember the year, or what was even on it.

I didn’t have much time to think about it as the loud thud of a hoof hitting the side of the walls caught my attention, and my ‘roomates’.

“Up and at it, pipsqueaks! I didn’t buy you so you can sleep!” The naggy voice of Suri Polomare was heard as the wall door was open as she set up the ladders for the tinies to get out and start working.

I didn’t say anything as I was one of the many who went down the latter, reaching the floor as we all made our ways to the outfits we were ‘assigned’ to work on. How it works is that half of us would be clipped to a harness, while the other half is supposed to lift and guide the tinies to their sowing lane. I was one of the few girls who supported the one doing the sowing.

There isn’t much about me, I had a small initial of T.K.R. on a bracelet(which I lost) and some people decided to make it spell out Tinker. I really wasn’t opposed to it, so the name just stuck. One day I was found by a pony, taken to some secret building, and sold off to the pony I am working for at the moment. What I’ve been told is that ever since Suri lost her assistant, and the rumor of her copying a well known designer, she couldn’t hire any workers for her diminished reputation. So when tinies and Snatchers came to place, she used most of her money to buy tinies to work for her. She made the sketches and bought the fabrics, while we worked on the outfits. But if we didn’t do it right, we would get punished. And if we did get it right, we don’t get anything.

I would argue that this life is better than nothing, but I wouldn’t know that for sure.

“Agh! You useless bug, you spilled the coffee on my scarf!” I heard the mare shout.

“I-I’m sorry, I r-really t-truly am.” The poor tiny said, it being a young girl.

“Oh, well sorry doesn’t clean my scarf. And now that I have nothing to drink, you will have to make do.” She said, quickly pinning the girl down with her hoof.

“N-no! Please! I’ll do anything!” She was quick to start begging, but everyone who’s been here for some time knew that pleading won’t help.

The girl still squirming under her hoof, Suri leaned down and licked the girl’s back of her head, humming a little at the taste. “What a coincidence, you taste like a latte.” She said, licking the girl again before she slurped the girl through her lips and into her mouth, me and everyone else hearing the girl’s muffled screaming as Suri played with her in her mouth for a moment, before she leaned her head back and swallowed, the small bulge on her neck going down before it vanished to her stomach. She lightly rubbed her stomach before she noticed some of us was watching. “Get back to work or else you’ll be joining her!” She shouted, making all of us veer our head away and focus on our ‘jobs’.

~-~-~-~

“Hey. Who’s that girl right there?” A male tiny named John asked, looking at Tinker as she seemed to be the only girl supporting the other tiny sowing in this outfit project.

“That’s Tinker, probably the strongest tiny here.” Another male tiny who was named David responded, not looking at Tinker or John.

“I’ve seen her ever since I was brought here and she has never been put on the harness before. Is there a reason?” John asked another question.

“That cause she’s also the heaviest girl here.” David said.

“What? No way! She doesn’t look that heavy.” John said in shock, assuming the guy was joking.

“Well, believe it or not, but some people say she’s a robot.” David gossiped. “A robot girl filled with gears and cogs. So much metal that only a pony can pick her up. Besides, how else are you going to explain that giant wind up key on her back? It even moves.” He added, pointing at Tinker in which the key actually moved, the girl not showing any reaction.

“I guess. Does she know?” John had to ask.

David only shrugged. “No one has asked her yet, all of us assuming she does.”

“So she’s been here all her life..? That’s harsh, even for a robot.”

~-~-~-~

The day was over before I knew it, bringing the girl down as she had a thread roll strapped to her back while she held the needle in her hands, detaching herself from the harness as soon as her feet touch the ground. “I freaking hate this job.” She grumbled.

“I don’t think anyone does, but we don’t really have a choice.” I responded, taking the equipment off of me as well, most of us going to the mess hall that was actually a closed off corner of Suri’s apartment kitchen.

“I don’t get why you come to dinner when you never eat.” The girl commented.

I only shrugged at her comment. “I’d rather be here than alone in the bedroom.” I gave my reason, the girl only nodding in slight understanding.

When we reached the mess hall, most of the tinies were already leaning against the wall of the room, there being nothing in the room… yet. Suri soon came over the small section, having some leftover containers of food that she was most likely gonna throw out, but instead dumped the cold and old food on the floor of the mess hall, some tinies running or walking to the food while very few stayed by the wall. Those who ran were starving, while those who walked could have a nibble, and those who stayed by the wall either wasn’t hungry, or was just waiting for everyone else to go before they did.

I sat down on the floor, wanting to lean back on the wall, but the key on my back being the obstacle in the way. I only sighed as I rest my head on one of my knuckles. While I sat and waited, I couldn’t help but look up at the small window, showing the bright night sky, a full moon up and stars adorning the black and blue sky.

‘Maybe one day...’ I thought, rubbing my arm as I felt the smooth skin rub against one another, making me question a little on what I was.

~-~-~-~

The next day soon arrived, and I couldn’t help but feel a little out of it today, and it seemed to not go by unnoticed. Some tinies asked if I was okay, and I just brushed them off saying I was fine. But I guess all the questioning made me a little on edge as well.

I resumed my job as I heard Suri yelling at another tiny again, this one being one of the younger workers. “What kind of sewing pattern is this!? My grandmother could do better and she’s in her grave!” She shouted, the young tiny tearing up.

“B-but my g-granny always s-said I was a g-good knitter.” A little girl responded.

“Well I didn’t buy you to knit, I bought you to sow!” She said, easily breaking the sowing work that the young girl worked on all day, making the girl tear up at her ruined work. “Great! Now I’m angry and hungry! Looks like we can see if you can do something else right for once.”

“N-no! Please! I-I wanna g-go home...” She started crying, the pink mare rolling her eyes as she obviously had no soul for even the youngest tiny here.

I didn’t know what came over me then, not noticing my eyes glowing different colors as I spoke in an almost robotic voice. “Safely...safe...save. Save!” One thing lead to the next and I soon find myself holding the girl protectively, while Suri was on the other side of the room, pony mannequins either knocked down or even broken. When I looked around, everyone was looking at me with shock and even fear. But when I looked at them, my view was filled with some text, analyzing objects or even the humans. I shut my eyes and shook my head, opening them again to see the texts were gone, but not the looks on the tinies.

Nor the look of anger in Suri’s eyes.

“I-I’m sorry. I’m sorry! I… I didn’t know what came over me.” I tried to explain myself.

“Oh you’ll know what you’ve done when I’m finished with you!” She got up from her wreck, soon seeing that the work that ‘she’ did was ruined. “And you’re gonna pay!”

I didn’t have much time as the mare started running right at me, making me try to run away, actually being able to run fast enough to not get caught immediately, it almost being like a chase of cat and mouse.

But soon we were in the kitchen, me getting on the table from some leftover dishes on the floor catapulting be onto the furniture. “Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.” Suri said, getting ready to pounce as she jumped onto the table, me moving enough to not get grabbed, but the studden action making me get thrown off of the table and right onto the window ledge. Suri was quick to recover as her anger made her think irrationally, to which she took a frying pan, and hit me off of the window ledge, now me falling to my death, with inner pain, and a final cry for help. Seeing the floor get ever closer, I covered my eyes to not see where I would hit.

But I never did.

“Ah! That’s too freaky for me!” A pegasus, who was about to save me shouted before they flew off in fear.

Hearing what he said, I hesitantly moved my hands away from my eyes, soon glancing down and seeing what was exactly going on. “Woah!” what I saw was that where my feet was supposed to be, were rockets instead. I watched as the hussle and bussle in the city of Manehattan below me, seeing that no one noticed yet. Wanting to check to see that I wasn’t dreaming, I slapped myself, feeling the pain and knowing that this was all happening.

I tried to lift a knee up, but that made one of the rocket-legs propel sideways, making me spin in mid air. Trying to recollect myself, I tried to spin the other way, but that went too far as well. Sometimes the rockets turned off then back on. I was trying to gain some kind of understanding of the rocket legs, soon staying still with my knees bent as I couldn’t resist a small giggle. But I almost lost my focused as I mistakenly did a backflip with the rockets. I refocused once more, wanting to try and fly like superman, but the rockets stopped, over propelled me to my back, then activated again, slamming me to a wall and making a crevice to the bring wall of the apartment.

“Uh oh.” Was all I could say before they activated again, and propelled me up, still stuck to the wall a little as the damage I made was only getting bigger with a huge dented line with broken bricks. I only screamed in fright as I flew so high that I almost hit a chariot, hearing the driver shout at me before he realised what exactly almost hit him.

The rockets turned off, then back on again as I started flying forward, heading back to the city.

“This hay-steak is undercooked!” A stallion complained, to which I only heard as I was still screaming at the uncontrollable rocket legs that was making me fly all over the city.

I shielded my face when I went through a billboard, not seeing it was a Colgate toothpaste ad, and I flew right through the pearly white teeth on the poster.

This event felt like it would never end, me hitting another building, close to hitting a tiny that was trying to tan on one of the balconies, and was now in the middle of traffic, slipping through carriages and even ponies just trying to cross the street, some screams of fright and surprise being proof enough. I crashed through a tunnel, my rockets stopping on a train track as the honking of an actual train being heard before I tried outrunning it. Right when my key touched the train, I focused on activating my rocket, and my the skin of my teeth, flew over the train and out of the situation of almost being hit by it.

Feeling like I was finally getting the hang of it, I flew after the train, catching up to it, even making circles around it before I flew off and up into the clouds, flying over them as it looked like a vast field of endless cotton. I couldn’t help but gasp at the view, thinking only pegasi could see this. I smiled as I continued to fly over the clouds, dipping in and out and even feeling the small water chill of the clouds as I flew through them, even forming a small cloud swirl with my hand. Once I broke a large cloud, bits of water and clouds rained around me.

“This is amazing.” I finally spoke. “All this time, I could do this and never knew.” But then I realized something else. “And now I’m free… I’m free. I’m finally free!” I screamed with excitement. “No more sewing, no more working. I’m free! I’m free! I’m free!” I was just so filled with excitement, seeing the city one last time. “Goodbye Manehattan,” I turned to the rest of the world. “And hello rest of Equestria.” In a small boost of energy, I flew off, wanting to go as far as I could, away from Manehattan, away from Suri, and see the rest of this giant world ahead of me.

Comments

[Pixel Berry]

8700064
Hey, every Tiny for themselves.

[BerryOSkribble]

Lol yes Abandon those poor souls *evil laughter*

I really can't remember if this is the first time we've looked into the life of a tiny who's been 'snatched' and the whole time I couldn't help but get mad at Suri everytime she did anything lol.
With these chapters we now have a Robot and a Ghost, I'm getting like a Scooby Doo crew vibe Goin here. Guess we'll just see what happens next