CHAPTER 18
"... UUUUUUUUUU-" Dashie shoved her hoof in my mouth to shut me up.
"Oh, you two are in a lot of trouble... Come with me, and don't try to run, OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES." I cringed when her voice got low and raspy at that last part.
"Dashie..."
"Yeah Kyle?"
"Hold me." Dashie giggled a little bit, but flinched when Rarity gave her the death stare. "I know we pranked her, but SHEESH! Does she really need to be that mad? Then again, we did mess with her beauty products... Ah, I'll think of a way to get out of this... I hope... Oh man I'm screwed." I swallowed hard. I should have just run away right there, I mean, I could've outrun RARITY. But instead, I kept following her. Why? Because I'm an idiot.
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The bell above the door jingled as we entered the Carousel Boutique, or, as I was calling it at the time, my grave. Rarity motioned for us to sit on the sofa that she summoned, which we did. She walked into her back room, but not before giving us an evil smile.
"Dashie. I'm honestly scared right now. Who KNOWS what she'll do to us?!" I was sweating bullets. I always look at the worst case scenario for things, and what I was looking at that moment WASN'T pretty.
"Ah, it'll be fine. It's not like she'll kill us or anything." She looked at a table nearby, which had a little flyer on it, and a flash of realization washed over her face.
"What's wrong?" She said nothing, but stood up and walked over to the flyer, and read it over. She went pale as a ghost.
"I HAVE WORK TODAY! It's supposed to be cloudy, and they need help making all of the clouds and getting them in the right spots! I have to go NOW!" Before I could protest, she shot out the door, leaving me to my fate. And right at that moment, Rarity walked out.
"Oh, she left? Well, I guess I'll just punish you twice as badly to make up for her absence." I almost passed out right there.
"... Oh fuck me sideways. WITH A BROOMSTICK... Well, will you at least tell me what you're going to do?" She snickered a bit.
"No. You just sit there, and wait." I plopped back onto the couch, and laid down on it. Rarity walked back into her workshop, so I tilted my hat over my eyes, and decided to take a nap.
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"Wake up." I felt a hoof on my side, and i jumped up. Vince was there, apparently helping Rarity out.
"ACK! Woah... Vince, don't do that!" Rarity giggled, and motioned for me to follow her into her workroom. When I saw what she'd done, I felt rage seeping out of every pore in my body.
"I've beautified all of your clothes! I know you hate all this fashion stuff, but I decided that instead of just punishing you by making you a frilly costume and making you wear it all day, I decided that I'd help you out and spruce up your wardrobe!" I looked at all of my clothes. Asides from the outfit I was wearing (That saved my jacket and hat, thank goodness,) everything had designs and jewels on them. I felt my eye twitching.
"What did you do to my clothes?"
"What do you mean? I made them fabulous!" Rarity did a little pose, and I felt my anger reach it's peak.
"What the FUCK did you do to my clothes?" I was getting mad, as you can tell. I normally don't get mad that easily, but when someone messes with my stuff... And there was also the fact that I had NOTHING to wear except the outfit I was in.
"I... I just-"
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY CLOTHES?! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?! I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR NOW! YOU'VE RUINED ALL OF MY CLOTHES!" My fists were clenched, and I was trembling. Rarity took a step towards me, one of her front legs raised. She looked really upset.
"Kyle, just calm down-" Vince put his hand on my shoulder, and I just swatted it away.
"Vince, I've got this." He looked a bit upset, but I just looked back at Rarity, and all my anger started flowing again. "Why did you DO THAT?! DID YOU REALLY THINK YOU WERE DOING ME A FAVOR?!" I grabbed her sowing machine and threw it across the room, and it burst into pieces against the wall. "THAT'S WHAT I THINK OF ALL OF THIS! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, YOU PRISSY BITCH!"
"Kyle, would you just-" I spun around and gave Vince my "I'll rip out your heart and eat it" look. He didn't flinch or anything. "You know what, forget it. I'm not babysitting. You wanna freak out, go ahead." He walked out of the Boutique. I was a little mad about the babysitting part, but that just fueled my blind rage. I turned back and looked at Rarity. She was shrunken down to the ground, shaking and crying. I didn't care. I started smashing mannequins, throwing large rolls of cloth through the windows, and things of the such. The whole time, I was screaming about how I was done with all of the crap.
"KYLE! PLEASE STOP!" Twilight? I looked at the door, and I saw everypony else just staring at me. Dashie's eyes were wide as she stared at the damage I'd done. The windows were broken, there were broken bits of plaster from the mannequins all over the place, there were indents on the wall from where I threw things into it, the desk where Rarity did all of her work was in splinters, and Rarity was lying on the ground, shaking in fear, repeatedly mumbling "Don't hurt me" under her breath. I was still in rage mode, however.
"What do you want, Twilight?" The anger and bitterness was practically dripping off of my tongue. Twilight flinched a bit, but recovered quickly.
"You can't do something like this! We almost called the Royal Guards! You're lucky that we saw it was you, but... Why?" I pointed to all of the clothes that were now on the floor, some of them were torn and unrecognizable. Twilight noticed that they were mine, and that Rarity had "improved" them. "So you're going completely insane over THIS?" I didn't say anything. The truth was that I wasn't mad about that. That was just the last thing that made the lid on the bottle I had all my anger in blast off. I wasn't freaking just out over stuff in Equestria, no. This was also events from Earth that I was remembering, and it was causing me so much distress, that I just shoved it away, hoping I could just ignore it. I was constantly feeling guilty over leaving Rose behind when I came to Equestria, even though I had no control over that, and I also felt guilty for nearly killing Hoops a number of times, even if he seemed to deserve it. I would go on, but the list of regrets and horrible events is just too long. "Well?"
"Well what? What do you want me to say?"
"Maybe that you're sorry?" I looked at Rarity, then back to Twilight.
"No."
Everypony's jaws hit the floor. "WHAT?" The combination of all of their voices was like sitting right next to a speaker that was maxed out while listening to some metal. Dashie stepped forward and just stared at me.
"How could you do all of this to Rarity? I mean, I know that she's snobby sometimes, but this is a bit much! Don't expect me to let you in the house unless you apologize." That did it. I jumped out a broken window, and sprinted down the street, tears in my eyes.
"What have I done?"
....In all fairness I probably would have killed all seven of them(Vince is included in that count)
Looks like the shit just hit the fan.
I'm guessing Kyle is feeling guilty for all he's done over the years and what he did to Rarity sent him over the edge. I hope Dashie and the rest don't get mad, but try to help him make amends to all those he's accidentally hurt.
His world slowly crumbles around him. This is the best chapter so far. The others were a little repetitive, but this takes the whole fic in a new turn! PLEASE! Don't fix this in one, short chapter. Make him work for it, extending it to a few chapters before he fixes it. Otherwise it will just return to repetitiveness.
I also had this pic in my head when they said he should say sorry to Rarity.
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Jeez. Maybe you need to go and talk to someone who's had a LOT of experience in dealing with guilt...*cough cough Omnius cough*
Madness returns Awww yeah !
O.O
O.O........allright who took over k12314's account cause if he did this im a reluogusly fuck his motherfucking face up with jesus
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Repetitive? Hm. have you ever read Coal Buck's story? "My Second Life"? This story is similar to that, in the sense that it's Kyle's recollection of some of the more interesting times he had in Equestria.
when i read his i didn't understand but now that i think about it I do
maybe it's because I'm reading like 20 stories at once
Well, I have only one thing to say.
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i probably wouldve done the same thing. ruining all of his clothes over some makeup is a bit much
for update, but DAMN kyle dont get your nickers in a twist, poor rarity even if shes a bit of a bitch
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I'm just saying its seems very repetitive to me. Maybe its just me who does not like that kind of writing. You write VERY good, its not that. I just felt relieved that you are taking this story, if you are, in a different direction. At the very least for a few chapters. Just to make it clear again. I LOVE YOUR FICS AND WRITING STYLE!
this was VERY ooc for him
wow... me and kyle now have somthing serious in common. another cracking chapter sir.
I'm sorry but if somepony went off and "bedazzled" all of my clothes I'd be pretty angry too. I probably wouldn't have freaked out as much as Kyle did but I'd still be fairly mad at the situation.
Now as for Rarity's part in this...She probably thought she was doing him a favor by "improving" his wardrobe but it didn't help that she started off with thinking of a punishment. I don't think Rarity gets many orders for males and as such probably never really thought what would be considered fashionable to males. Considering we rarely see ponies in clothing and the only times I recall seeing stallions in clothing it was either vests or suits but in either case neither were coated with gems.
Now the funny thing would be if this was all a great big joke on Kyle and Rarity just copied his clothes and 'bedazzled' one set while leaving him with his normal clothes anyway.
HAHAHAHAHA Same thing I would've done. Prolly would've burned the town though.
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Ah, well I thank you for the criticism.
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... OK, seriously. I think you're stalking me. I'm not going for that "All a big joke on Kyle" thing, but that's EXACTLY what I was thinking.
i think your char has IED and should see a pony psychiatrist.
Hehe. I could see myself snapping in a very similar fashion. And after that have a cold silent rage. Because I, too, bottle up my rage and other emotions *eye twitch* so I dunno when or how or why I will freak, but I hope its not anytime soon ^^
And nice turn of events with Kyle here. I'm not surprised he would snap as he did, and you gave a legit reason why he snapped so hard. Good job ^^
Hehe..hehehehe. HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! muahahahaha... Awesome.
*sigh* Here we go again 1000cc of "My Little Dashie" we have it this time I checked and 5cc of "Essence of Pinkie Pie" if that doesn't do it nothing will. BTW is the lack of Omnius because IRL his mother thinks he's crazy or is there another reason.
at the end i think you meant to say "... dont expect me to let you OUT of the house..." OUT not in the house
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No, I mean in the house. There was NO WAY Dashie would let Kyle in the house while he was freaking out like that.
190246 ok im a little confused if he jumped OUT through the window wouldnt that mean he was already in the house?
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... He was in Rarity's Boutique, not his and Dashie's house. DERP.
190335 Vinyl?
Wasn't raritys actions bit of an overkill?
....and all started with being just a prank, and ended up in massive incredible hulk rage.
You really need a trampoline and a punching sack <--- thats great rage treatment
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The video should work.
If someone did that to my clothes, I totally would have gone glam on their asses and worn it anyway! Also I kinda dislike Kyle now... If I could have, I would have punched him in the face a couple of times in this chapter.
Wow.....
If someone bedazzled all my clothes I take just one step further........
Bedazzle the WHOLE DAMN STORE!!!!
And all Kyle needs is a sidekick that likes abuse.
Well, Breakdown indeed. That's actually pretty reasonable, if you think about it. I've kept bottled up anger inside of me for years, and I get afraid that any day it could come out on anybody.
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Well, it wasn't the clothes he was really flipping out about. Think about it: He's lived for seventeen years, bottling up his anger, his frustration, his rage, his guilt... Pretty much any bad emotion he just shoved away and ignored it. Well, that finally came all rushing back to him, and due to his violent disposition, he went apeshit. Trust me, he's gonna feel REALLY fucking bad about it.
well then...LIGHTNING! get over here we got a psycho and a now insane human to catch...READY YOUR LIGHTNING!!!!!!!
shits gonna happen.......
190362 i once tried using a punching bag whan i was angry, it didn't survive (i only hit it with my fists, in boxing gloves, and still wore through the thing first day, well, the hook also broke but that's for a different reason.)
DAAAAAAANG... remind me to never do anything to get you angry...
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That's what I thought... What the fuck?! Poor Rarity, she's not a bitch by a long shot, and she sure as hell didn't deserve THAT! Poor things gonna be mentally scared from THAT outburst...
Good Grief, Kyle needs about 15 years of highly concentrated love and tolerance. It never occurred to me how bad bottled up emotions can end up being, I now think they shouldn't be bottled up but one shouldn't take out anger on objects or others since that encourages destructive behavior which can cause a further lack of love. Eee.
curses, i am writing a story and having problem's writin' it, than i read your story and i get more annoyed cuz your story is elegantly wrote and hundreds time better than mine
Daum
-Glassed
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You see, I know that. The thing is, Kyle has some mental issues. He has bottled up all of his anger, pain, sorrow, etc. for SEVENTEEN YEARS, and it came exploding out, and Rarity was the victim. I hate to say it, but I planned on having him hurt Rarity, but I couldn't bring myself to write that.
"what have I done?"
oh nothing at all ,you just went into a "friends " house went all RAGE against her stuff and broke your own clothes and her windows that is all ...
but other than tormenting Rarity this was a good chapter
Dude... just no... that is unforgivable.... What the fuck were you thinking?
kyle my fan wont spin from all of your shit that has hit it
Dude, calm the fuck down, before you pop a vain in your head.
I hate cliffhangers.
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I probly woulda juust walked aroung in my boxers....seriously. I would've.
193577 Yeah I know, I got that from the chapter. But still... Although I can see why'd you have that happen. Crazy shit though. Mind = Blown
Agh why do characters in HiE stories always do this. Thank god I'm writing my own fic and I can finally make it go the way I want.
he called rarity a bitch....
welp, Kyle u've lost 10 points from my scale outta 100, ur just lucky i didn't mark -100
De Fuq just happened?!?!?!?!