Sunset makes a dangerous decision - she makes a deal with a demon. Comedic mayhem ensues.
(Takes place in an alternate version of EQG) Sunset has had enough. She has to get the Element of Magic. But, she can't risk getting recognized. So, she puts together a ritual to summon a certain demon to help her...
A certain deer demon...
Inspired by A Displaced Radio Demon by R-E-X
Now, onto the Content Warnings....
Profanity: Because I can't write anything without saying "fuck" or "shit." Violence: Pretty self-explanatory, tbh Comedy: Because my writing is so bad, it might as well be considered a comedy Dark: I like dark humor, what's the problem? Drama: It has Sunset before she was reformed, what do you expect? Crossover: It'll have a few characters from Hazbin Hotel, that's all I'm saying. Alt. Universe: because yes
Cover image is a screencap from Hazbin Hotel's pilot.
As you can see, I am trying something different. I know, I know, "It's only your third story," I don't care, I've been wanting to try a crossover-fic since I joined, and I saw this as an opportunity. Since Hazbin Hotel only has a pilot, and I absolutely refuse to use Twitter, I am going to go off of a lot of personal and fandom-made headcannons I thought were cool.
Anyway, read the damn story, and let me know what you think!
She's been in the human world for quite a while now, and she just caught word that Celestia's new student has become a princess. The nerve of her! Making that - child a princess in a moment's notice, when Sunset had been denied the very same thing, over and over again at that! Sunset deserved it, and she knew it.
There was also another thing; The Element of Magic. Sunset had only heard rumors of the thing. The only thing she really knew about it was that it powerful, and she needed it for her to achieve her dreams of ruling Equestria. But, only problem was, she needed to go back to Equestria obtain the relic, and she couldn't risk it.
But, she did have a another thing... She looked over at her bag, which was sitting on a counter on the other side of the room. She lived in a small apartment; It had one room that acted as a living room and kitchen, a bedroom, which cut off to the bathroom. The rent was horrific, but she managed.
She stood up, and walked over to the bag. She opened the bag, and pulled out an amulet and a few small crystals. This, along with an old journal she kept in a locker, was all she brought with her when she left Equestria. She grabbed one of the crystals, a red one, opened the amulet, and placed the crystal inside.
She closed the amulet, shoved it into her pocket, and looked at the clock. It was 9 in the evening.
"I have to work quickly if I want this summoning spell to work," She said to herself, "I should probably do it on the roof, there's room up there. " She then grabbed her coat, opened the door, and set off down the hallway.
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"Well, I'm starved!" Exclaimed a tall man in a red pinstripe suit, spinning around to look at the group behind him, who looked disturbed. This probably had something to do with giant crater in the group behind the man. "How about some jambalaya? My mother used to make the most delicious jambalaya! You could say the kick came 'straight outta hell!'" He laughed at his own joke
He walked forward, breaking the small group apart. Said group consisted of; a blond woman with pale skin, and a red jacket; another woman with grey skin, and long white hair; an odd-looking spider/human hybrid with white fur, and a pale pink suit; A dark grey anthropomorphic cat with a top hat, and a pair of giant red wings; and finally, a very short red-haired cyclops, wearing a red skirt and a small black scarf.
The red man directed the small group toward a tall building with a large neon sign that said "Happy Hotel." The man wrapped his arm around the blond, and addressed the whole group, while walking with her under his arm. "I can even cook it for all of you! We can even cook it together!"
"Alastor," The blond woman said to the man, "What even is, uh, 'jambalaya?'"
"Well," The red man, Alastor, said, "If you really don't know what it is, I can show you!"
Suddenly, an odd ringing came from Alastor's left pocket, making him stop walking, along with the group. He removed his arm from around the blond. Out of his pocket, he pulled out a receiver of a very old fashioned phone.
"Alastor!" A voice coming from the receiver said, "There someone in the living world looking to summon the best of the best! Would you like to take it?"
Alastor brought a hand to his chin, and thought for a moment, before saying, with great enthusiasm, "Why not? I haven't done this in quite a while, so it'll do me some good to exercise the old deal shaking hand!" He said, looking at the group while raising his right hand.
"Great!" The receiver said, "But there's something els-" The voice was cut off with Alastor stuffing the receiver back into his pocket, and pulling out a old-fashioned talking radio.
"Husk," Alastor addressed the grey cat,"If there's any trouble, make sure to call me with this." He tossed the radio to Husk.
"Got it." Husk grumbled in a deep voice.
"Now!" Alastor said, turning to face the rest of the group,"It was a great pleasure to meet you three. I will return after I am finished with this. See ya then!" He added before stepping backwards a few feet. Suddenly, a ring of fire surrounded him.
"See you later!" The blond said, waving. The fire completely engulfed Alastor, before quickly dissipating, revealing him to be gone.
"So that's how that works." The spider said.
Sunset stood there, anxious and in anticipation. She just summoned a demon, with the vague description of "the best of the best." She was fearing she might of summoned Lucifer himself. She feared what she was summoning; would she even be able to comprehend it? She thought for a wild moment she might get Cthulhu, but that's most likely not going to happen... hopefully.
Her thoughts were suddenly cut off by rumbling, coming from the roof she was standing on. By the shaking, Sunset could tell it was something big. She closed her eyes tightly, scared of what she would see.
All of a sudden, the rumbling stopped. Sunset was confused, had it not worked? She slowly opened her eyes, and was completely dumbfounded. There was a tall man with a red pinstripe suit, red hair with ears, large yellow eyes, a tall microphone, and had a large, toothy grin on his face. He walked forward.
"Hello, madam!" He said. There was an odd feedback noise, almost as if his voice was coming from a very old radio. He continued, "My name is Alastor, and might I say, I do love your hair-do! Reminds me of..... bacon!"
Oddly enough, this was what brought Sunset back down to earth. Her face turned from confusion to seriousness. "Hello, sir, my name is Sunset."
"Sunset..." Alastor muttered, his smile shrinking slightly, "People are getting less creative with names, it seems. BUT, that doesn't matter at the moment! What matters is what you have summoned me for." He looked around. "Say, where are your candles? Your pentagram?"
"I didn't summon you with an ordinary ritual," Sunset said. She lifted up her amulet."I summoned you with this."
Alastor leaned forward, adjusted a monocle that Sunset didn't notice before, and visually inspected the amulet. "Interesting," He said quietly before straightening his back. "Well, I can't stay here forever, so we should get this underway...now..." He leaned forward again, slightly this time, and put both of his hands behind his back. His smile grew larger, if possible, before continuing in an unsettling voice;" What is it that you most desire."
The way he said "desire" made sunset shiver.
"Well," She said, thinking how she word it."I would like you to... retrieve something for me."
The look of confidence on Alastor's face was immediately replaced with a look of confusion. "Retrieve something? Miss, I don't think you understand how this wo-"
"YOU HEARD ME!" Sunset roared suddenly, her voice somehow amplified."I want you to retrieve something. Trust me, I'm not one to cross."
Alastor was obviously not intimidated, but he decided to humor her, "Alright, fine. What would you like me to.... retrieve?"
"That's better." Sunset said, a slight smirk showing itself on her yellow skin, "I would like you to retrieve... the Element of Magic."
The look of confusion on Alastor's face was even greater.
"Here," She said, reaching into her satchel, and pulling out a large golden crown with an obviously fake purple gem on top." It looks like this, but y'know, with real materials."
"Okay..." Alastor said with a very small smile. "... where is the real thing located?"
"In Equestria." Sunset said simply.
You could practically hear the gears whirring in Alastor's head.
"Follow me." Sunset said, and she began walking towards the door on the other side of the roof.
Confused out of his mind, Alastor followed quickly in suit.
"A statue?" Alastor asked in annoyed disbelief.
Sunset walked towards the statue in question; a large silver piece of work with a horse standing on its hind legs.
"Not just any statue." She said, pushing her hand at the mirror in the front. Instead of hitting it, her hand went right through, almost as if it were made of water."A magic statue."
She grinned at the shocked look on Alastor's face, who had dropped his staff, which made an odd feedback noise when it hit the ground.
"Well, okay." Alastor said, walking forward as his staff disappeared in a small poof of smoke. "Now I'm interested."
"Good." Sunset said, retracting her hand from the mirror, and standing up."Now.." She reached in her satchel once more, and pulled out the crown and a black cloak.
"You remember the plan?" She asked.
"But of course!" Alastor exclaimed in a slightly annoyed tone." You only kept repeating it on the way over here..." He walked forward, grabbed the cloak and crown, and turned to face the statue. He looked to Sunset as his smile grew large again. "Wish me luck!" He said, before throwing the cloak over himself, and jumping through the mirror.
"Good luck." Sunset said, before turning around, and heading home.
The moment Alastor touched down on the other side, he tumbled over, landing on his face.
"Ow, fuckin'.." He cursed as he stood. At least, he tried to.
He fell once more.
It was so dark that when he held up his arm, he couldn't see his hands. Actually, he couldn't feel his hands. For the first time in forever, Alastor began to panic.
All of a sudden light flooded the room as a door opened. Alastor looked up.
There stood a small horse in the doorway, wearing crystal blue armor, looking at him sprawled on the floor. At least he thought it was a horse; it had a horn.
"A deer?" It said in a deep male voice.
It can talk?Alastor thought. Wait, a deer?
Alastor stared at him.
"Hm," The horse thought aloud while walking towards him, "Can you understand me?"
Alastor nodded slowly.
"You have some really big teeth there, bud." He said.
Alastor looked at him with a slightly furrowed brow.
"Alright, alright.." The horse said. "Can you stand?"
Alastor tried, slowly, to stand once more. Somehow, he managed.
"Good." The horse said. "Now, follow me."
Alastor had never felt like he had done anything more complicated in his life, or afterlife for that matter, than walking with four legs. Still, with Alastor's greatness, he got the hang of it rather quickly.
He followed the horn-bearing horse through many hallways, all of them with glimmering, crystal blue walls, just like the armor the horse was wearing.
Speaking of the armor, there were a lot of other small horses with similar sets. All of varying races; some of them also had horns, others had wings, some didn't have either. Either way, they all stared at him just the same.
For some odd reason, the horse that found him had an expression of pride on his face all the way, acting as if he caught a mass murderer...
Well, these horses don't know that, so why does he have that expression on his face?
Finally, after about a half hour, they were in front of large pair of intricately detailed doors.
"Well," The guard, which Alastor assumed he was, said, "After you."
Alastor thought about it, then made smile widen. The guard looked slightly alarmed, but was still smiling.
"No, after you!" Alastor said in an enthusiastic tone.
The smile was immediately wiped from the guard's face, replaced with a look of horrified confusion.
Alastor's smile shrunk slightly. "What? I was just offering, you don't need to look so scared..."
The guard looked at him as he opened the door with an odd form of magic that originated from his horn.
Inside were three other horses that seemed to be having as pleasant conversation. One was white with long, flowing, prismatic hair. She had a sun on her flank; another was a deep blue with a long, flowing, royal blue mane. She had a moon; The last one was a bright pink one, she had a much shorter mane, consisting of three colors. She had a blue, crystal-like heart. They all had wings and horns, and were wearing some sort royal shoes on their hooves and crowns. The white one was the largest, and the pink one was the smallest. They looked very regal. Alastor's smile widened. He had a very positive relationship with the king of Hell himself, so making friends with sentient horses seems like child's play.
"Princesses!" The guard announced with a booming voice. Said princesses looked over at the both of them with varying expressions; the blue one looked the most annoyed. "I came across this deer with on my nightly rounds. He seems to be one of a very unique sub-species. I thought you would like to speak with him personally, he might be victim of some odd form of magic."
"I'm sorry," The blue one said. "You thought we would like to speak with him? Deer have a much different biological type of vocal range. We couldn't possibly understand what he says, and him understand us!"
"Oh, I beg to differ!" Alastor exclaimed. The princesses turned towards him. "See? We can understand each other just fine!"
As he looked at their shocked expressions, a faint laugh track played. The pink one looked around for the source.
"See?" The guard said. "Your majesties, I would never try to waste your time with something I didn't think was important."
"You are dismissed, Jaystar. Thank you for bringing this to our attention." The white one said.
The guard, supposedly named Jaystar, bowed and exited.
Alastor's confidence slightly dwindled as all three of them stared at him with great interest.
"Now, sir, we would like to ask you some questions..." The white one said.
Oh boy... Alastor thought.
After what seemed like an eternity, the three horse princesses (Which were actually ponies, which confused Alastor to no end, going off of their height.), named Celestia, Luna, and Cadence, had finally decided that he was friendly, and went to bed. Well, except Luna (The blue one), who had to watch over the night, which made sense to Alastor, judging off of the moon on her flank.
The princesses' plan was to introduce Alastor to "The Element Bearers." Alastor found there were 7 of them, and that's about it. He would learn more about them.
The Elements, Alastor guessed, were ancient magical objects, and one of them, he guessed once more, was the Element of Magic.
While doing a little research in the library, and some more guessing, he found that the current symbol of Magic was a purple star with 6 small sparkles around it.
There was one symbol that really seemed out of place among the simple, though unique designs; a shield with wings. It had an oddly intricate styling to it. It reminded him of something...
Realizing it doesn't matter, Alastor took to the hallways of the Crystal Tower.
He found the chambers of the Holder of Magic's chambers rather quickly; it was in a hallway with the other Bearers' chambers. Each of them had their respective symbol. Walking towards the Purple star, Alastor passed the still familiar shield with wings. It gave him an odd feeling that he couldn't quite describe.
Ignoring the feeling, he stepped in front of the door with the star.
He pulled the hood of the cloak over his head with the magic he gained with his new form. It was quite a bit weaker than what he could normally do, but it was good enough.
He opened the door, and quickly went over the plan in his head. One of the things that really intrigued him was the part where he had to burn a red and yellow, setting sun into the wall, which was the first thing he did.
He looked around the room, and quickly spotted what he came for. He magicked the fake crown into existence.
He walked next to the bed, and looked down at the sleeping form. It was another horse, (To be expected, Alastor thought) with a horn atop her head, purple fur, and a dark purple mane.
She was muttering something. Alastor, who was curious, leaned closer.
"No I don't..... extra cheese.." She snored.
Alastor deadpanned, before swapping the crown, levitating the admittedly heavier crown in front of him, and stuffing it into his cloak.
He turned and began to exit when he had an amazing idea: Why not fuck with the horse -or, pony - while she's sleeping?
Alastor made his way back to the bed, and stared the sleeping equine down with a stare that could make almost any demon tremble, excluding the royal family.
Using his magic, he forced his way into her mind...
Into her dreams...
Twilight looked at the hayburger in front of her. She didn't care if this was a dream, she was going to feast like she hadn't eaten anything in weeks.
She picked it up with her magic, and took a bit, and moaned from the taste.
As she continued to devour the simple burger, a familiar voice spoke up.
"Enjoying your food, I see." A regal, voice said in an amused tone.
Twilight turned, cheeks full, towards the source. It was a smirking Princess of the night, Luna.
Nodding, Twilight turned back to her burger.
"Well, I just came to check up on you." Luna said.
Twilight swallowed, and turned back to Luna, "Why? You already did 20 minutes ago."
Luna nodded. "Yes, but I sensed a form of very dark magic originating from your mind."
"But.." Twilight said, confused. "I've never even cast dark magic before." Twilight thought back to when she used shadow magic to help save the Crystal Empire. "Well.. I haven't used it in months, at least."
Before Luna could say anything, odd music began to ring through their ears.
Hey, hobo man Hey, Dapper Dan You both got your style But brother, you're never fully dressed without a smile~
It sounded old, distorted. It spread fear through Twilight's mind.
"That's the source.." Luna said. She thought for a moment, then gasped. "Twilight, some one is interfering with you dreams! I'll wake you up."
Twilight felt herself waking up.
She opened her eyes, and was immediately blinded by a red light, which quickly went out.
Twilight stared into the face of a deer. It had a big, sharp-toothed grin, and large, sinister eyes. The rest of it's face was obscured by a shadow.
"BOO." It said in a deep, terrifying voice.
It then bolted for the door, and tripped over Spike, who was in his bed on the floor. A large, golden crown fell out of it's cloak, hitting the floor.
Twilight felt adrenaline course through her body, and the deer picked up the crown with its magic, and poofed it out of existence.
It cackled as it burst through the door "BEWARE THE SETTING SUN!" It yelled.
Twilight ran past Spike, who sleepily asking what was going on, and out of the door after the deer...
But it was already gone.
Alastor took off like a bullet. He was much faster in this form, but he was eager to get back into his normal body.
As he rumbled through the hall, he heard doors slamming open all around him. He needed to find the mirro-
All of a sudden a blue lighting bolt flew past him, then another. he looked back-
He was being chased by a large group of ponies, which was being lead by the purple one. There was a pale blue one that had wings a was flying above them, along side an orange one.
The blue one shot another lighting bolt at him, and the purple one lunged forward, using her how visible wings to propel her, and she tackled him.
They tumbled through a doorway, and were in the mirror room once again.
Alastor kicked the unicorn off of him, and stood up as the rest of the group tumbled into the room.
The entire group glared as the cloak fell off of him. He heard someone whimper as the glares turned into varying expressions of disturbance. The unicorn stood up and scowled at him, only to cower under Alastor's gaze.
They were scared of him. He found that rather... amusing. He chuckled at their expressions as a distorted laugh track played behind it. This seemed to scare them even more.
"YOU!" A voice said. It was Celestia, the sun princess. "What are you planning on doing? How dare you hurt innocents?"
Alastor turned towards her, and chuckled once more. "Dear, if I wanted to hurt anyone here.... THEY'D ALREADY BE DEAD." His voice distorted and deepened.
Celestia's eyes widened.
Alastor could sense fear in her soul. It amused him even further.
He turned, and walked up the now visible steps.
"Where are you going?" A male voice said.
Alastor faced the group.
"Well,that's none of your business, now is it?" he said before jumping through the mirror.
Sunset had never been as excited as she was right now, practically skipping to school. She had an all powerful demon acquiring the Element of Magic! There was no possible way it could go wro-
"SUNSET!"
Sunset practically jumped a mile. She spun around; there was the now familiar face of the eccentric radio host-
"Alastor!" She said. "Do you have the Element of Magic with you?" She leaned from side to side comically. "I don't see it."
Alastor's smile became much more fixed, "Well, I transported it to the statue... not even an hour ago...."
He looked around- they were in the middle of a street. Realization hit him.
"Oh." He said. "Eh, you problem, I've got to head back!"
"WHAT?" Sunset roared. "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO GET ME THE ELEMENT OF MAGIC!"
"Sunset." Alastor's eyes tightened with annoyance as he rubbed his temple. "You said you wanted be to steal from is owner, and get it to this world. That was the deal."
"Deal? DEAL!?" Sunset screeched. People were looking at them. Alastor waved at them as Sunset lowered her voice. "I didn't make a deal with you-" Alastor's smile widened "- I am your master!"
That was the first time in 70 years the smile had been wiped off of Alastor's face. He was actually stuttering, how could this girl be so stupid?
"Confused?" She asked. She reached into her pocket, and pulled out the small red crystal she had used to summon him. "This is a Demonic Summoning crystal. It allows me to tap into the multi-verse and connect to your dimension. And, since I hold the crystal, and it only answers to me, and me alone, I choose when you go back, therefore, making me your master. Any questions?"
Alastor was speechless. He's never been outsmarted before. He then realized something that could heavily hinder - what did she call it? - the multi-verse. He grinned evilly. "So, you opened you universe to Hell? The home of the damned? Did you not think about how you allowed the travel of demons to your humble world? The very destruction of it?"
"Yes, actually." She said. "But why should I share how I'm able to prevent that with my...." She suddenly became very uncomfortable, and quickly changed the subject. "Okay, now, you're going to help me with getting the Element of magic.... but how?"
Alastor glared at her. "I could simply become friends with whoever picked up the crown. You know, lower their guard, and stab them IN THE BACK, ABSOLUTELY S H A T T E R I N G THEIR HOPES AND DREAMS!" His voice deepened and distorted. When he finished, he snapped back to his previous demeanor. "Or something along those lines." A laugh track played.
"O-h, uh..." Sunset was never going to get used to that. "Okay, uh, we'll go with that. Just..... no killing anyone.. please?"
Alastor slumped his shoulders. "Humph, you're no fun... fine."
"Also, you're going to have to look... more like a human."
"Very well. I mean, how am I going to lower their guard if I look like this?" He laughed, then stepped back. "Do you wanna magic trick, Miss Shimmer?" Sunset scowled "Of course you do!"
With a poof! a could of red smoke appeared, causing Sunset to cough slightly. With it cleared, there stood Alastor, but he was... different. He now had no deer ears or antlers; he had chocolate brown hair; he skin was pale, but looked natural nonetheless. He also wore different clothing; a pale orange dress shirt; a green pinstripe suit jacket with a formal bowtie; and he had grey dress pants with shiny black shoes. His smile looked much less threatening now that he didn't have yellow fangs, but a mouth full of shining, white teeth, and bright blue eyes. He also wore a green pinstripe top hat.
Overall, he looked very old-fashioned, which matched his very "Radio-Host from the 40s" voice.
"So," He said with a much more normal voice. "How do I look?"
If sunset had to be honest, he looked strangely familiar. "You know, you don't look half bad." She said. Which was true. "Though you look a little ridiculous with that suit and tophat." That was also true. The shoulders of the suit pointed quite far up, and the tophat looked to be over a foot tall.
Alastor grumbled, and snapped his fingers. Another poof of smoke, and there he stood, missing the jacket and hat. Without either of them, it revealed two black suspenders going over his shoulders.
"Better." Sunset said.
MEANWHILE
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!" A purple-skinned girl screamed.
"Twilight, it's okay!" A purple dog next to her.
"No, Spike, it's not okay!" The girl replied. "What am I?" She held up her hands. "What are these?" She looked at her chest, noticing an odd roundness. "Wha..."
"Twilight, we need to focus!"
"Okay..." Twilight said shakily. She tried to stand, but fell over. "Oof!"
"This is going to take a while.." Spike muttered.
"We don't have that much time, Spike!" Twilight tried to stand again, wobbled a little bit, and fell on her face. "Ow...."
After a few minutes, she managed to get on all four of her limbs, and began trotting towards the building in front of her.
She saw someone walking to entrance normally. He looked at Twilight with a bewildered expression.
Twilight smiled nervously, and began to lift her upper body, and stood on her legs, forcing herself to balance.
The boy looked at her as she flared he arms as she attempted to walk, her big clunky boots hitting each other as she swung her legs.
Then came the stairs.
She somehow managed to get up without foul. She seemed to be getting used to the concept of walking. She pushed against the door, which didn't budge.
"Pull, not push." The boy said from her left, pulling the door open, and heading inside.
She tried to replicate what the boy did, which required several minutes of fidgeting with her fingers.
Finally, she wrapped her fingers around the handle, which clicked, and pulled. Her face was blasted with cold air, which was a nice contrast to the scorching sun.
Spike quickly went through the opened door quickly before Twilight, who tumbled through herself a second later, the door closing itself slowly behind her.
It took a minute for her to stand up once more.
"You okay?" A voice asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks Spike." Twilight said, before looking at Spike, who was slowly shaking his head.
"Uh, I'm not Spike." The voice said, which, now that Twilight thought about it, sounded nothing like Spike. "Name's Nathan Nougat, but everyone calls me Nate."
Twilight looked up to see a rather short boy. He was standing next to the boy Twilight saw outside, who was looking at her with an amused expression.
"Yeah, and I'm Daniel." The boy from outside said. "Or, Dan, if you will."
Dan was wearing a blue and while striped short sleeve shirt with a small brown gate symbol on the left side of his chest. He wore a pair of tan cargo shorts, and a pair of dark grey and orange Converse Allstars. He had very poofy ,dark royal blue hair. Nathan had a white t-shirt with a Chocolate bar symbol on his chest, denim jeans, and tan boots. He had poofy, light brown hair, with it slightly swept to the right. They both had the same eye color; dark green.
"Yeah, Imma head to the office to sign in, you come along if you want, I don't care." Dan said walking away.
Nate stared at Twilight, blushing.
"Hi, I'm Twilight." Twilight introduced herself. "How old are you?"
"14." He said, voice cracking slightly. He cleared his throat. "14, I said."
Twilight couldn't help but smile."Are you and Daniel friends?"
Nate's blush immediately left his face. "Brothers. He's 17. Hey, you look 17 too!"
"Y-yeah!" Twilight said, playing along. "Bingo!" She awkwardly smiled.
"I'm Spike." Spike introduced himself absentmindedly. Twilight face-palmed.
Nate's head immediately snapped to the dog, eyes widening. "Uh... what?" He whimpered.
"Uh.... woof?" Spike said uncertainly.
Twilight glared at him before looking at Nate. "Hey, uh, don't tell anypony about that, okay?"
"O-okay." Nate said. "Wait, 'anypony?' You mean 'anybody,' right?" His face went from terrified to curious.
"Y-yes! That's what I mean't!" Twilight said quickly. "OKAYBYE!"
She tried to run, but tripped pitifully. She groaned.
"You need help." Nate said. "And I can give you that help!" He sounded excited.
Twilight groaned, before trying to push herself to stand again. "No, I'm fine." She tried to walk this time before falling over again. "Ow.."
"Yeah, you need help." Nate said.
Twilight groaned in response.
Nate held his hand out for Twilight to grab. She sat up and stared at it uncertainly. She held her own hand up, and set it onto his. Despite only coming up to her chest, Nate showed a surprising amount of strength, pulling her up into a standing position.
"So," Spike said. "Are we just going with this?"
Twilight nodded. "Yes, I guess so." She looked down at Nate, who was looking back up at her. She hated to admit it, but he looked absolutely adorable with how wide his eyes were, and his big grin.
"Alright, let's walk slo-" Nate started, but but was interrupted by a loud-
DINGDINGDINGDINGDING!
A loud bell rang throughout the building. Nate gasped.
"We got to go!" He said, and began to powerwalk, all but dragging Twilight along with him, Spike following it suit.
After a few seconds, several doors opened, more people pouring out of each room.
It took less then 30 seconds for the halls to be filled with hundreds of people.
So, this is a school, Twilight thought. This is going to be really weird.
"Okay." Sunset says, turning to face Alastor. "You can..... walk around and do something, I gotta get to class."
"Okay..." Alastor said slowly. "But won't I get caught?"
"I don't really think they care. Just don't do something weird, okay?" Sunset asked.
Full of doubt, Alastor nods, and continues down the hallway they were in.
Sunset opens the door she was in front of, and enters.
Barely even a few seconds after, a loud-
DINGDINGDINGDINGDING!!
Rings through the halls, startling Alastor. Not scaring him, startling him. Alastor doesn't do scared.
Anyway, as Alastor was standing there, trying to process what was going on, doors around him slam open. Students all around him poor out of the rooms. A couple of them bump into Alastor, who barely even notices, because he's still trying to assess the situation.
By the time he realizes what was going on, mostly everyone had left the hall, the remaining ones opening, and searching through, the lockers that lined the walls.
Deciding to ignore it, and began to practically strut down the hall. Why? Because he's Alastor, bitch, and you don't question Alastor.
Anyway, walking through the hallway, Alastor realized something- He was much shorter than he was originally.
In fact, he seemed almost as short as the 2nd year boys, and weren't exactly the tallest.
Sure, he still towered over a select few, but they were only in the first year, and that's no fun.
He realized something else.
He stunk. BAD.
Well, he didn't realize it on own, the revolted expressions on everyone's faces sort of did it for him, but he found out nonetheless.
Oh, and then he bumped into someone.
She fell to the floor as Alastor simply stopped walking. Being absolute gentleman he is, with the most orgasmic voice a radio host can have, be began to apologize.
"Forgive me, dear, I was not wa-" Alastor began, but was interrupted by a feminine gasp.
"Why your garments are absolutely exquisite!" The young woman exclaimed, jumping to her feet. "I must know, who is your tailor?"
"Uh...." Alastor deadpanned. He honestly was rather taken aback by the girl's voice, and her almost painfully strong perfume.
Getting a better look at her, Alastor could see the girl had pearly white skin, masterfully curled purple hair, and rather large cyan eyes. She wore a very frilly purple skirt, which connected white her white shirt, which was covered by a pale purple jacket with a small blue tri-diamond pattern stitched to the left breast. She also wore purple high heels, with blue socks that went up to her knees.
All-in-all, the whole thing, in Alastor's eyes, seemed a bit... much for such a casual high school.
Alastor, though, was secretly thankful that the girl wore such strong perfume, so she couldn't smell him.
It seems decades of neglect on his personal hygiene has finally caught up with Alastor.
"You don't remember?" The excessive, purple girl asked, slightly brokenheartedly. Her face went from sad to excited quickly. "Oh, I apologize, I have yet to introduce myself! Ahem!" - She actually said that- " Hello, sir, my name is Rarity. Might I ask what your's is?"
"Alastor." Alasor introduced himself without nearly any of his usual enthusiasm, though his smile stayed plastered on his face. Then, that wasn't a proper way to talk to lady, and tried again, with so much enthusiasm, it caused some heads to turn; "I mean, hello, Rarity, my dear, my name is Alastor! Now, to answer your question; no, I unfortunately do not remember who tailored my wardrobe, but I remember their works being absolutely MAGNIFICENT!"
A full minute of silence went by.
"I like this guy!" Someone said, breaking the silence.
Rarity was staring at Alastor like he had just smacked her... Or kissed her... Or both.
Then, her face reddened immensely. "Oh.." She mumbled. "N-nice to m-meet you...."
Like the narrator said, his voice: absolutely orgasmic.
"Anyway!" Alastor said with unwavering enthusiasm. "I've got to get going! See you around, Miss Rarity!" He finished with a little bow, then began to walk away while Rarity began to sputter something that resembled a "goodbye."
"Hey!" A male voice said as Alastor rounded a corner. "Were you the one yelling?"
Alastor stopped, then turned to face the voice. "Yes, Mister...?"
"Flash Sentry." The boy said. Alastor couldn't really focus on much anything other than his hair, which was blue and swept upwards. It fit his face very well. "And don't worry man, I'm just impressed how well your voice carries."
"Well, nice to meet you, Mr. Sentry!" Alastor said. "And I get that a lot!"
Before Flash could reply, a short, tan haired boy pulling a purple girl smashed into him from behind, causing all three of them to fall over.
Alastor resisted the urge to chuckle.
There was two full minutes of a confused exchange before they realized what just happened, the boy apologizing alongside the purple girl.
"Sorry, man!" The boy said. "I was being stupid and didn't look where I was walking."
"No, it's alright..." Flash said, staring at the girl with a love-struck expression, mouth agape.
The girl, who already looked uncomfortable, gained an even more uncomfortable look on her face when she saw Flash's face.
It was all very amusing, at least to Alastor.
But, that wasn't all; the girl had a very familiar aura emanating for her very being.....
Magic.
She came straight from Equestria, going off of the aura alone.
Realizing this, Alastor's signature devilish grin flashed across his face as he stared at Twilight, who had looked back at him.
Needless to say, she had a very unsettled expression on her face.
Realizing he was giving himself away, and because his face was beginning to hurt (for some reason), he went to a simple smirk, nodding at her.
She uneasily nodded back at him.
"Anyway," The boy said, snapping the two from their odd staring contest. "Me and Twilight here got to get to the library before the end of my free period. See ya, Flash." He grabbed Twilight's hand, and began to powerwalk past them.
"See you around, Nathan!" Flash said, waving the boy off.
"It's Nate!" Nathan replied.
Alastor's gaze followed them as they rounded a corner at the other end of the hallway. He looked back at Flash.
"You know, Flash." Alastor said. Flash, who had turned back to his locker, looked at him. "If you like someone, you should probably try not to leave your mouth hanging open like that in front of them."
"W-what?" Flash yelped, his face growing red. "I don't like her! What gives you that idea??"
Alastor shook his head, chuckling. "Whatever you say..." He snapped into a different position, his arms behind his back. "Right. I'll be off." He gave Flash a little bow. "Untill next time, Flash Sentry."
He began to continue on his way.
As soon as Alastor was out of earshot, Flash sighed to himself.
"What the fuck, man?" He muttered, turning back to his locker.
"That tall guy was kind of creepy." Twilight told Nathan.
"Yeah, true." He said.
They were taking a break from walking in the middle of a hallway.
Nate took off his backpack and unzipped it, peering inside.
"You doing good, Spike?" He asked the bag.
Suddenly, Spike's head popped out of it, gasping for air.
"SWEET BABY FAUST!" He yelled, making the other two look around frantically, hoping no one heard him. He took multiple deep breaths, before sighing, and looking up at Nate with a very disturbed expression. "What do you put in here? It freaking reeks!"
Nate looked at him with a confused expression. "What? No it doesn't. I even check to make sure!"
"It might have something to do with the fact that dogs have much greater sense of smell than you monkeys do." Twilight said matter-of-factly.
"Humans, Twilight." Said Nate monotonously.
"Sorry, than you humans do...." Said Twilight apologetically.
Suddenly, from around the corner to their left, a door burst opened, followed by loud thunk on metal.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU TURNED IT INTO THE OFFICE?" A girl shrieked.
Nathan, Twilight, and Spike all looked around the corner to see an... interesting scene.
There was a girl with red and yellow hair stood over a cowering girl with long pink hair.
"Oh no.." Nathan whimpered.
"What?" Twilight asked quietly.
"Watch." He said fearfully
"Y-yes...." The pink-haired girl muttered so quietly, that Twilight was surprised that even the other girl was able to hear her.
It reminded her of someone...
"WHY WOULD YOU GIVE THE OFFICE SOMETHING THAT BELONGS TO ME!?" The red/yellow girl practically shrieked.
The pink-haired girl muttered something that was too quiet to hear from where Twilight, Nathan, and Spike were.
The red/yellow girl looked absolutely pissed, her face turning as red as her hair.
Before she opened her mouth, Twilight stepped from the corner, much to the despair of Nathan and Spike.
"Hey! Leave her alone!" Twilight yelled at red/yellow, not nearly as loud as her. Nathan's mouth dropped comically.
The red/yellow girl looked at her, her angry expression turned to a simply annoyed one.
"What...?" She said before seeing Twilight, then she smirked. Her voice was slightly hoarse when she spoke. "Oh. It's the new girl."
"How-"
"Word gets around fast." Sunset said simply, stepping towards Twilight
"Too fast." Spike muttered to Nathan, who nodded.
"Now, new girl..." Sunset said menacingly with an evil gleam in her eye. "Would you like to... repeat that thing you said?"
"I said, 'leave her alone,' you bully!" Twilight exclaimed, standing her ground.
The red/yellow girl suddenly adopted an oddly sorrowful look on her face. "Oh, looks like you don't know how things work around here.." Her face twisted into an evil grin. "Listen, new girl, my name is Sunset Shimmer. I run this school, and it would do you good to remember that. Now stay out of my way... bitch."
She stomped down the hallway, past Nathan and Spike's hiding spot.
Twilight scoffed and rushed to the pink-haired girl, who had collapsed on the ground, and was looking at Twilight with an awestruck expression on her face.
"That was awesome..." Nathan said, and Spike could practically see the hearts in his eyes.
Unbeknownst to them all, there was another figure... watching.
Charlie's head hurts, which is weird, considering she has demonic powers, but nonetheless, her head hurts. She's also lying on a bed of grass, which was also weird, since she fell asleep in the hotel, but yet, there she was, lying on long, slightly damp, grass. She opened her eyes, and an odd sight met her eyes; trees, but that's not the weird part. The trees were a very dark shade of purple! Not even in Hell, were the trees purple.
She quickly sat up, and looked down at her body. Everything seemed to be normal; her red jacket; black pants; pointy shoes; etc, but still something felt odd, and it wasn't her. She got to her feet, and looked around once more.
She was in a very thick forest, the ground with riddled with rocks, sticks, all the normal stuff a normal forest should have. And then she saw the plants. Her eyes widened as she look at them. They were the most interesting plants she had ever seen! Mixtures of reds, yellows, blues, greens, and every color imaginable, all shapes and sizes. She isn't usually one for flowers, but these were beautiful enough to make her reconsider.
She then heard a deep, monstrous growl from her left, breaking her from her trance. She looked over, and saw a pair of pale green eyes staring back her from the underbrush. She would have been scared if she hadn't already seen this tactic used thousands of times before.
"I can see you." She said, with a mixture of boredom and annoyance.
The eyes squinted as the thing stopped. It growled once more in an attempt to scare her. Obviously, this wasn't working, as she stared back at it, unimpressed. Normally, she would try to reason with this thing, but her head hurts too much for her to stay in character.
"Yeah, fuck this, I'm getting out of here." She grumbled, holding her head as she trudged past the thing.
It tried to attack her, but Charlie spun around, showing her demonic form, horns sprouting from her head, and teeth turning to points. She stared the thing down as it whimpered, and scampered off elsewhere. She scoffed, and turned back around to leave.
(***)
It took her forever to get out of the forest, and as her headache slowly ceased, the worse she felt about scaring that animal. Though, no matter how bad she felt, she had to get out of there, the noises were really starting to get to her.
When she finally found an opening in the forest, in opened to a dirt path, which seemed to stretch for miles to the left, but stopped at a small cabin surrounded by trees a few hundred feet to her right. Seeing as it was night, and her feet were hurting, she chose the cabin.
It took about five minutes to reach it, and she saw a rather pleasant home, sitting on a small hill. There was a small stream, a large assortment of birdhouses, and a well kept garden out front.
She nervously stepped up to the door, worrying she was going to interrupt something. When she made it to the door, she was surprised by how short it was; it came up to her shoulder.
She knew there was someone inside considering the light she could see through the windows. She nervously raised her hand, and knocked. There was the sound of stumbling, and someone muttered something from inside. In about a minute, the door slowly opened.
Charlie looked down at the small... horse? There, in the doorway, stood a small, pale yellow horse with a long pink mane, staring up at Charlie with a terrified expression.
Charlie crouched down, and began to pat its head.
"Why hello there!" Charlie said, her mood drastically improved. "What's your name?"
The horse stood there, petrified. Charlie, though, was oblivious to the poor thing's terror, leaning her head through the doorway, looking around the room.
"Um, where's your owner? Could I speak to them?" She asked the horse hopefully.
"O-owner?" The horse whimpered quizzically.
Charlie looked down at the horse. "OH, you speak? I'm sorry, I didn't realize." She apologize.
"N-no, i-it's okay..." The horse said, slightly louder this time.
"Um, my name is Charlie." Charlie said, raising her hand for a shake. "What your's?"
"F-Fluttershy..." The horse said, setting her hoof in Charlie's hand, and shook.
"Nice to meet you!" Charlie said.
"Um, please, uh, come in." Fluttershy said softly, stepping aside.
"That's where Fluttershy said the crown was." Twilight stated.
Twilight was leading Nate through the halls now, having finally grasped the concept of walking with two legs. Then she stopped, realizing something.
"I don't know where the office is." She said plainly.
"Well, obviously!" Nate said, pointing in the opposite direction. "It's that way!"
"Oh.." Twilight said quietly. "Lead the way."
Nate nodded, and began walking in the direction he had pointed, Spike's head poking out of his backpack.
"Alright, Snips and Snails!" Sunset addressed two boys, who came up to her chest, and stared at her with mentally challenged loyalty. "This is Alastor." She addressed the man in question, who was reading a book titled 'Fifty Shades of Grey' with a deeply disturbed look on his face. "He will be helping us in our little... objective."
"Sunset." The boy named Snails came forth with a surprisingly deep voice, before clearing his throat, and continuing in a not so deep voice. "I don't think that's how you.. uh, what's the word.. I don't think that's how you.. gram-more." He made quotation marks with his fingers.
Sunset sighed while Alastor chuckled, closing the book, and throwing it - not tossing it, throwing it, like a baseball pitcher throwing a curveball - across the empty classroom, and snapping his suspenders. "Good catch, young man!"
"Oh! Thank you!" Snails exclaimed, taken aback by the sudden praise.
"Now, you two know about the new girl, right?" Sunset asked both of the boys, who nodded quickly. "Well, I want you find any and all dirt you could possibly find on her, and bring it to me! Take these." She reached into her leather jacket, and pulled out... two Polaroid cameras(?), and handed them to the two boys. They saluted goof-ily, and hurried off. "Alastor..?"
"Yes, yes! I'll go too." Alastor exclaimed with an annoyed smile, and poof!ed away in a cloud of red smoke
"So, that was Pinkie Pie?" Twilight asked.
"Uh, yes?" Nate said, unsure of why she asked that.
Twilight muttered something about how Pinkie looked different than she expected her to look, when they approached a set of double doors.
"Okay," Nathan says, pushing open the set of doors. "This is the library."
Twilight's eyes widened slightly. While it wasn't the biggest library she's ever seen - the Canterlot public library goes on for literal miles - it still was rather large; there was even an upper deck!
"Nate!" a young female voiced called.
Twilight and Nate both looked towards the computer desk, where three girls sat; one was waving at them, or, more specifically, waving at the latter.
"Oh!" Nathan exclaimed, then proceeded to rush over to them.
Meanwhile, on the upper deck, in a conveniently shadow filled space between two shelves, a cloud of red smoke appeared, and out stepped a tall man - actually, you know what? Let's quit with the mysterious bullshit - Alastor stepped out of the cloud of red smoke, and looked around.
He saw books.
"Well, that does make sense." Alastor muttered. "Seeing as it is a library."
He stepped out from between the two shelves, and immediately noticed that he was on an elevated platform, away from the action he was to be observing down below.
Perfect, he thought.
He leaned over the railing, and peered down; there she was, the purple girl from Equestria. His grin grew. Not only was she there, but there was also the tan-haired boy. Both of them were conversing with three girls around the boy's, who were sitting in front of odd machines Alastor has only seen a select few times.
He caught an oddly loud question, asked by the purple girl-
"Computers? What'er those?"
The boy noticeably face-palmed, while the younger girls stared at her with exasperated confusion.
Computers, eh? Odd name, but I guess it works. Alastor thought
As the others explained the rough concept of a computer to her, Alastor noticed as the doors to the library open, and watched as Snips and Snails entered, and did something that vaguely resembled sneaking around, trying to get a good angle, or something like that.
After a little while of Alastor watching like a fucking creep, the three girls shuffled away as the librarian told to go away, and the purple girl sat down, fully out-stretched her arms, and stiffly, but quietly, began to hammer on the keyboard with her closed fists.
"TWILIGHT!" Nate loudly whispered. "What the heck are you doing?"
"Typing." Twilight said simply, with a look of smartness on her face.
"No, no, no, no, no, no," Nate said quickly, grabbing Twilight's hands, "Excuse me." He motioned for Twilight to get of the chair, to which she complied, and sat down himself, and stretched his fingers over the keyboard, and began to type. "You do it like this."
"I'm not good at working these.." Twilight looked at her hands quizzically. "What are these called again? On my hands?"
"Fingers." A voice behind her said.
Nathan immediately looked behind Twilight with an extremely alarmed expression. Twilight followed in suit.
"Hello there." A man slightly taller than her said with a toothy grin."The name's Alastor, and yours is...?" It was the man from the hallway.
"Twilight..." This person really reminded her of someone.
"Well, miss Twilight, it is an absolute pleasure to meet you!" He looked to Nathan. "OH! Hello young man! What happens to be your name?" He outstretched his hand.
"Nathan." Nate answered, cautiously raising his hand to shake.
"Well, it is a pleasure to meet you as well!" The man's grin grew.
An awkward silence soon followed, the three of them standing, not really sure what to do. Well, for Nathan and Twilight, that's what was going on. For the man, he simply hummed a catchy, old-timey tune.
"Well." The man said. "I'll be off, then." And he was, exiting the library a few seconds later.
