Now that I have spent, like 6 months doing 'not a lot', it's time to get back to From Wires to Wonders, YEEEEAAAAAAH!!!

I've been honing my skills in the great Mountains of Otherstoriesthatimdoing, so I bring to the table, BETTER QUALITY, maybe

Now then, 'The P Co' presents to you:

The 'Making Friends' story arc, part 2

Lee and Fluttershy eventually broke their comforting hug, the shared warmth was starting to get uncomfortably warm anyways.

"So, um, I guess we can start with some other basic stuff... what do you usually do?" Fluttershy asked, curious to know a bit about her new friend.

"Well, before everything started, I used to teach history at the University of Georgia in Athens, it was a good job, paid well and I got to run a class and enjoy all of the things that my teachers did. Plus what other job offers almost three months of vacation time a year?" His eyes were alight with joy, making Fluttershy smile, she had brought him out of his slump.

"That sounds lovely, I love kids, they're just so happy all the time, and it makes you happy, but they can be scary when they're loud."

"Yeah, I guess, I was never really one for loud noises. I think I told you about this little girl I was taking care of, Clementine, she was a real sweetheart. Whenever there was an argument in our group, she was always the voice of humanity, she wanted to do what was right, despite what the incident ."

"I hope you don't mind me asking, but what was this whole incident, you keep saying how bad it was, but you never say what it was." the quiet pegasus was comfortable around Lee, strangely enough, he seemed unlikely to hurt her in any way, even less likely than her friends, maybe it had to do with him also being the Element of Kindness.

Lee was faced with what he knew was the first big choice of his new life, he had to be smart about this.

Don't worry about it.

It's a sore subject.

-> (Tell the truth) <-

(Stay silent)

"Alright, I guess, so I was... remember when I told you that I never killed a person?"

"Uh-huh." Fluttershy didn't like the possibility of where this was going

"Well, I... I kinda lied, I did kill someone once, a person, not a monster, another human being."

"Oh... my..."

"He was bad, trust me, I know. And I didn't mean to kill him, but I was still arrested, tried, and sentenced for it."

"Oh goodness, what happened?"

"Well, Let me start from the beginning: I'm a pretty good fist-fighter, I got into a lot of fights at school, I had a win-loss total of 34:3, win favored."

"Oh my, that's... quite a score."

"I guess so. Anyways, fast forward to my teaching days, and I came home early one day because I wasn't feeling well, I guess it turned out that the whole pandemic incident was responsible for it. I found my wife sleeping with a state senator. I had known something was off because we had gotten tax-discounts every month for the past year. I started fighting the guy, beating him up pretty bad. We took the fight from the second floor into the kitchen, he had backed up into there expecting to find a knife, but we didn't have knives in our house. I uppercut him in his jaw and he fell. He died when his neck slammed onto the edge of the counter, breaking it and killing him pretty much instantly. I didn't want to kill him, just push him out of the house with punches. So the police found out, and I got the treatment: prosecuted, tried, and found guilty of manslaughter, and I was going to be transported to prison. That's when the world ended, what I later found out was an apocalypse of disease, a pandemic if you would. So the car I was being transported in hit an infected, and we crashed, and I was free. Long story short, I limped through the woods, hopped a fence, met Clementine, killed a walker. I found out that they were a lot hardier than normal humans, because the same neck-breaking thing happened to it, but it kept going. So I killed it, me and Clementine joined forces to find her parents, we went to a farm, I got my leg patched up, and we fell asleep in a barn. That was day one."

"Oh my, that sounds absolutely awful."

"It was, and that was day one of around a hundred and fifty."

"Goodness, um, oh my it's already that time... um, if you want to, please follow me, I need to get home now, it's nearly time for me to feed my animals."

"I was going to ask, uh could I, um, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could I stay with you?"

"Oh not at all, just don't disturb the animals please."

"I'm sure that won't be a problem."

"Alright, come on, the animals get really cranky when they don't get their lunch." Fluttershy was already standing outside of the front door, looking in at Lee who scooped up another cup of punch and hastily drank it down

As much as he didn't want to admit it, grape Kool-Aid was really tasty, especially after drinking nothing but stale-tasting water for five months, with one occurrence of a mouthful of warm champagne.

Lee walked outside and followed Fluttershy to her cottage, unaware of the two pegasi above him, looking for somepony to prank.

"So this place is all ponies?"

"Well, um, mostly. We have other species too, like goats, donkeys, I know a zebra, there's the occasional minotaur, all of them are sentient species, but there are some that aren't, like bunnies, kitties, birdies, squirrels, some types of bears, tortoises, and all kinds of things."

Lee tensed up at the word 'bears', he knew bears were dangerous, one doesn't grow up in the good ol' south and not learn about animals.

Was this mare really such a friend to all living things that she had befriended bears?

Dear god, Fluttershy practically had Jesus-level kindness skills.

"Element of Kindness indeed," he mused, his gravelly voice making barely more than a growl at such a low volume.

"Hm? Did you say something? If you don't mind me asking."

"Oh, uh, I did, but it wasn't anything important."

"Oh, okay."

The walk fell into an awkward silence, neither bearer of Kindness willing to speak up.

...

Lee gathered up his courage and broke the silence, "Listen, if I've offended you in any way, just let me know, because if I don't know, then I can't make amends."

"Oh my, um, you haven't offended me at all, I just don't like talking very much, I enjoy the quiet."

Yeah, quiet, quiet is... good. It means there isn't anything around."

"Oh... well I guess so, all of my animal friends tend to be quiet when I'm near, so that's good."

"I guess yeah, hopefully your animals wouldn't disturb anything you might be doing."

Fluttershy suddenly blushed brightly, but the difference between Fluttershy's height and Lee's eye-level was too great for him to simply look to the side and notice.

Lee noticed something else though, practically everything Fluttershy did, he also did, but in a different context.

She liked animals because they tended to be quiet, he liked animals because they tended to be food.

She liked the quiet because it meant peace, he liked the quiet because it meant there wouldn't be any trouble.

She... she was blushing, he looked down at her to finally get a good look at her, and found her blushing, he ignored it, she probably had drunk some alcohol, it was a long shot, but it was also an issue he didn't want to press.

He took a good look at her, the ponies he had seen seemed to be about three feet tall on all fours, Fluttershy was about 3'1", about half his own height of 6'3", her mane trailed down to half a foot off the ground, her tail dragged slightly across the dirt path. Her wings looked a bit large, probably a wingspan of 3'5", give or take, he was good at judging distances. She had a tattoo thing like all of the other ponies, three butterflies with pink wings and blue bodies.

"Hey, if you don't mind me asking, why do all the ponies have some sort of..." he thought of what he could call it.

'Picture thing'

'Marking?'

-> 'Ass tattoo?' <-

'...' (Don't finish the sentence and drop the subject?)

"...Ass tattoo?" it was the most descriptive term for it

Fluttershy squeaked and blushed twice as hard.

"EEP! I-i-i-i-i, it's a c-c-c-c-c-cutie m-m-m-mark... it shows a pony's special talent. M-m-m-mine is for animals."

Lee was confused on why Fluttershy was suddenly so skittish, granted he could have chosen to call it either of two other things, but he was a simple man with simple goals, he didn't want to bother with complexity.

"Oh, so what about your friends, does Rainbow Dash do lightning or something?"

"Oh heavens no, that would be dangerous. Rainbow Dash's talent is speed and grace, Rarity's is fashion, Applejack's is apples, Pinkie Pie's is partying, Twilight's is magic."

"Don't unicorns have a natural talent for magic?" Lee's history classes invoked a lot of mythology by proxy, so he knew a decent amount of stuff.

Well yes, but most unicorns have a talent for something specific, like charms or illusions or even growing plants, but Twilight's talent is magic itself, so she has skills in all magic."

"Interesting, hmmmmm..." Lee saw no point in talking on this matter any more, so he took thought of what subject to change to, when suddenly:

"WHOA SHIT!" his shoelaces tripped him, sending him face-first onto the dirt path.

"Oh my goodness, Lee, are you hurt?"

"No, no I'm fine, *ptoo* I've taken tumbles before." he spat out a bit more dirt and thought about his tumbles.

He'd taken more tumbles than he would like to admit, even after seventeen years of being 6'3", he still never got used to it.

He had been a late bloomer, very late, and it came in pieces, he was shaving at 5'6", his feet were size seven at age eighteen. Suddenly, at age twenty, over the course of a two days, his body grew the rest of the way up and out, doubling his feet to fourteen inches and adding nine inches to his height, luckily his hyperactive beard growth was somehow curbed by the transformation. However, even after seventeen years of being 6'3", he was still clumsy.

He spat out some dirt and adjusted his position to tie his shoes, the scratched and worn out brown dress-shoes somehow still had the aglets, which he thanked god for, as good footwear was one of the essential items needed to survive the apocalypse.

The infected man coughed violently, clutching at his knee as he stood up, grabbing a few hairs from the fabric of his jeans. He looked at them, they were black, like his own hair, but they were long and a bit curly.

Clementine's hair.

How it had survived this long and how it even got there was a mystery.

"Um... Lee? Are you okay?"

"Eh, bad memories, good ones too, but too many bad ones." he dropped the hairs and started walking again, Fluttershy a few feet in front of him.

Neither bearer of Kindness noticed the hairs disappear in wisps of dusk purple magic.

Lee took in the sight of the cottage from afar.

Getting closer.

Closer...

Almost there...

"Here we are."

"Nice place, I like the... grass? The birdhouses? The bridge with the little river?" there wasn't much that could be said about the cottage, it was just too strange to the Georgian.

"I understand if you don't like it, but I think it's nice."

"It's not that I don't like it, trust me I do, but I'm just finding it hard to form an opinion on it."

"Um... what do you mean."

"I mean, it's a nice house, but that's it, it's just nice, there's nothing else I can say. I feel completely indifferent."

"Oh... um... okay." Fluttershy trotted ahead and began working on feeding her animals.

All of the cute little critters were happy to see their mother-figure return, they had all sensed great danger earlier and were worried for her safety.

The butter-yellow pegasus trotted from bowl to bowl, filling them with food pellets, she flew up to the birdhouses and filled the containers with seeds, the beavers already had their wood and fish, and the other fish had their worms, and the other worms had their dirt.

It pained her to have to sacrifice some animals to feed others, but she needed to do it, it was her duty!

All of the critters went quiet, much to Fluttershy's surprise, usually they had some quiet chattering to do during meal time, but not now.

It was odd... normally silence was peaceful... but this silence was only eerie.

"Oh my." the animal-caretaker knew this silence, it was the silence that accompanied fear.

She followed their gazes and found Lee standing below one of the trees with his hands in his pockets, smiling up at the birds who stared back in fear.

Fluttershy hummed in thought, what about Lee was so threatening? He was a nice guy, sure he was big, but he was a gentle giant. Even with his story, he had fully assured her that he would never harm another living creature without a really good reason. He was just standing under that tree over there, his hands in the pockets of his dirty jeans, his white shirt stained with some dirt and grime, same with his blue over-shirt and reddish-black vest...

That's when she got a good look at his clothes, his jeans weren't just dirty, they were absolutely filthy, his shirt wasn't much better, with splats of sickly-brown dirt on it, and the reddish-black vest...

That wasn't a vest at all! That was copious amounts of dried blood! He had so much blood on him that it looked like dirt and a vest!

"Mother of Celestia." she gulped in reignited fear, taking a sharp snort of air when he turned to face her, his eyes filled with confusion.

"Um, Fluttershy, what's got your critters all worked up?"

"Lee, you're absolutely filthy, and it's really scaring them, and me too."

"Wha- oooh~ shit." he looked at himself, there was enough blood to save a wounded bear on his clothes, "I had no idea, how the hell didn't I notice before?"

"Come inside, the animals already have all of their food, you need to bathe and get those clothes washed."

"That would be really appreciated."

Fluttershy led the way inside, her fear slowly subsiding as she pointed upstairs to the bathroom, instructing Lee to leave his clothes outside of the door, then she went into the utilities room and prepared the washing machine, setting the cycle and preparing a large amount of detergent.

She felt calm and prepared.

Too bad that Fate was an incontinent bitch that would keep shitting solidified awkwardness and embarrassment all over their friendship.

Lee had walked upstairs, entered the bathroom, and was now carefully stripping his clothes off, trying not to tear anything.

While his boxers and socks were relatively fresh, four days and five days respectively, his two shirts, pants, and shoes were almost five months old.

As instructed, he put his clothes outside the bathroom door, making it easy for Fluttershy to get them. His next destination was the shower. What the shower consisted of was; a few-inch-deep depression in the floor designed to trap the water before it went down the drain, a proper tub at the back, a built-in shelf on the left wall, and the showerhead on the right wall.

Carefully turning on the water, letting it change to what he'd set it to and testing it with his hand, Lee adjusted the temperature until it was juuuust right, then stepped in, letting out a slightly pained sigh of relief.

His leather-ified skin hadn't felt a proper shower since a week before the apocalypse, the various cuts and bruises drank the water with a punishing gluttony, causing his various aches and pains to amplify before burning out and dulling into nothing.

Even his bitten wrist stung with the hot water hitting it, the wounds had scabbed over already.

He just stood there for a minute, letting the water run over him, his hair filtered the water through all of its grime. Clear water washed into it, grayish-brown water flowed out of it.

Now that he was sufficiently wet, it was time to lather.

Two bottles of shampoo sat on the built-in shelf.

One was labeled "Spa Sisters' uber-fine Mane Care formula", it smelled like flowers, mint, and tea.

The other read "Spectrum Storm" with the words 'Rainbow Dash' crudely scratched into it, the smell could only be described as 'a large bag of skittles'

Between some smelling like a weird-ass forest and smelling like some skittles, he chose skittles. His hair was stiff and thick with filth, but the iridescent white liquid cut through it easily, the 'Spectrum' part referring to the smell.

Then came the 'Storm' part of the name, his scalp was suddenly covered in an intense tingling sensation, almost like electricity, but not quite intense enough to hurt.

Following the tingling was numbness, like the tingling was only there to disable his nerve endings.

"What does Rainbow Dash need with this stuff? Why is it here and not at her house? Why am I questioning this, of all things? This place is goddamn weird."

He had seen some weird stuff, but that didn't compare, didn't even hold a candle, to this cartoon of a world. A happy thought was that if Clementine was here, he knew she would love it.

With his hair and chinstrap beard sufficiently clean, next came his skin.

Again there were two bottles on the shelf.

The first read "Spa Sisters' uber-fine Coat Care formula", it smelled like more flowers, and more mint, but no tea though.

The second read "New Spice Odor Blocker Coat Wash", it smelled like fire and cinnamon, featured a pony form of Terry Crews shouting the product's name, and had 'Rainbow Dash' scratched into it.

Again, Spa Sisters was left alone. Not only was 'Spa Sisters' probably expensive, but this 'New Spice' was actually really good smelling.

He lathered up a rag and started scrubbing, there was a lot of everything on him. Again, he hadn't properly bathed in almost five months, so it seemed possible.

The scabs on his wrist soaked through with water, softening from crusty scales to lumps of mush, he carefully scraped them away, groaning in pain as blood began sluggishly seeping from the wounds.

"Gahhhhhh, fuck man, ooh-hoo-hoo shit." he winced as the hot water began splattering onto his bleeding wrist, washing the blood away quicker than it could come out, Oh, oh damn, god fucking dammit that hurt. I should clean and dress this thing, I don't want to get infec-"

*facepalm*

*growl of pain from his wrist smacking into his nose*

Had he really just thought that simply cleaning and dressing his walker bite wound would prevent infection? He was as stupid as a wheelchair-bound person choosing to take the escalator.

"Hell, I'm already a walker, or half-walker, not sure of my status on that. Hmm, I don't want some other virus getting in me." he justified, thinking of the best way to clean it.

He remembered that hydrogen peroxide was good for sterilizing wounds, so that would help at the moment.

Concluding his thoughts by moving the curtain aside, Lee took the mighty and difficult distance of one step out of the shower, when suddenly...

... The door opened quickly, Fluttershy took a couple of steps into the room before stopping, the somewhat wet-bladed knife she held in her mouth clattering to the floor as her jaw dropped.

Both of them were blushing, Lee at this sudden invasion in his vulnerable state, and Fluttershy from the sight.

Well, this is awkward, now isn't it?

Fluttershy waited just out of sight by the stairs, when she heard the bathroom door close, she flew up to the disgusting garments, picked them up with her hooves, and moved them to the washing machine, taking care to keep them far from her face.

"Okay, now what?" she asked herself, hearing a tiny growling sound coming from her tummy.

Of course, it was lunch time, not just for the animals, but for her and Lee as well.

She stood in the kitchen with the cabinets open, thinking about what she should make, nothing too complex, nothing too simple, something just right for the midday meal.

She could make sandwiches, some soup, maybe just reheat some takeout, or make salads, or she could make Angel Bunny.

Wait, Angel Bunny in the ingredients cabinet?

"Angel, get down from the cabinet, you could hurt yourself if you fell."

Angel facepalmed, she suggested jumping down to avoid falling, sometimes his momma most decidedly did NOT know best.

Still, he jumped down, grabbed onto and sliding down her voluminous mane to avoid breaking anything, then scampered up onto the kitchen table to begin delivering his message.

Fluttershy watched the gestures as they came: stairs, Fluttershy, nod 'no', stairs, speaking, X, stairs, door, kick, stairs, tree, tree, tree, walking, long neck, mohawk, sleep, nod 'yes', stairs, door, kick.

"ANGEL! Are you honestly suggesting that Lee is after me or something, and that he's lying, and I should kick him out to go live in the Everfree forest with Zecora? Fluttershy knew Angel's sign-language perfectly.

Nod 'yes'

"How could you say something like that? Lee is a nice man, he's a second Element of Kindness, I am not kicking him out just because you say I should." while it wasn't much to go on, the fact that he'd qualified to be a bearer of something called 'The Element of Harmony: Kindness' spoke volumes about the type of man he was, and she knew from experience that not protecting her friends was a very unkind thing.

Angel's response: stairs, speaking, X, stairs, door, kick, stairs, long neck, mohawk, one and one make two, nod 'yes', heart.

"And now you've not only said that he's lying, but that I should kick him out to go live with Zecora because they're both the same?"

Nod 'yes'

"Angel Bunny, I will not stand for you discriminating against Lee just because he looks different, sure he may be a human, sure he looks a bit different than the other ones, but that doesn't make him bad, just different. Now I want you to go think about what you've said, and unless you apologize to me, and Lee, then you're going to be going to bed without getting any dinner tonight." such a petty and flimsy reason for the bunny's amount of distrust was outright ludicrous!

Confusion.

"Go on, think about what you've said, and I don't want to hear you saying anymore derogatory things about Lee." she didn't like getting this mad, but Angel had crossed the line, and she couldn't allow him to think that what he'd thought and said was morally right.

The ironically-named rabbit of evil was shocked at how easily he had lost control of the situation, since when did Fluttershy assert her opinions? Especially to him?! He pouted, but knew that his momma wouldn't budge in her decision.

Angel dejectedly hopped away, vowing horrible, horrible vengeance on this 'Lee' guy.

Fluttershy smiled inside her head, she had asserted herself! It was invigorating, empowering, but she knew that assertions must be made in moderation of both quality and quantity, lest she accidentally drive her friends away.

Time to make those salads!

First, she wet the fruit/vegetable knife with a bit of vegetable oil, a trick her father had taught her, it made the knife cut things easier.

As muscle memory went through the steps, she reminisced about her parents.

Her mother, Golden Shield, was a sheriff in one of the desert towns, where being a pegasus was an advantage, due to the ability to control weather and avoid desert dust, as well as being outright faster. She was where Fluttershy got her looks, as she looked like a larger, more bold version of the shy mare, with a golden-yellow coat and a mane and tail so pink that they rivaled Pinkie Pie's.

Her father, Sundance, was a Jack-of-all-arts, he was good at music, painting, cooking, among other things. He was where Fluttershy got her personality, he was shy, a bit diminutive, and (according to her mother) quite the charmer. He had taught her everything he knew about cooking. His coat was white with orange, unshorn fetlocks, his mane and tail were stripes of orange and lavender.

They had met when her mother was reassigned to Cloudsdale, her father was competing in an episode of a competitive cooking show, and was being shouted into submission by Gourmet Recipe, the meanest stallion in all of Brimain.

Luckily, her mother used the 'stare' to stop Gourmet, allowing her father to win the competition while the normally raging chef stood shocked and still.

Afterwards, they hit it off, Golden Shield had love-at-first-sight for Sundance, and he returned it fully.

Through thick and thin they stood together, it was the typical story, they fell in love, got married, and eleven months later, Fluttershy was born.

Suddenly Fluttershy became aware of her surroundings as she blushed deeply.

Suddenly she heard what sounded like somepony slapping something solid with their bare hooves.

The washing machine was hitching for some reason, she realized, and she ran from the almost-complete bowls of salad to check on it.

The soapy foam on top of the water was blood red, that was what made her realize her mistake.

"Oh goodness, I need to get of that blood out of the clothes, but I don't think my normal detergent is getting it well enough, think Fluttershy think! Oh wait, mommy taught me that hydrogen peroxide is good for getting blood out of fabric."

Putting the handle of the knife back into her mouth, she quickly trotted up the stairs, she had put a bottle of hydrogen peroxide in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom upstairs.

She blushed suddenly, Lee was still taking his shower, so she needed to be quick to avoid any awkward conversation that she didn't want to have.

She quickly opened the door, taking a couple of steps into the room before stopping, the still-wet knife she held in her mouth clattered to the floor as her jaw dropped at the sight.

Well this was awkward, the exact kind of awkward that she wanted to avoid.

Lee had just taken a step out of the shower, his wrist had a bite mark that was sluggishly bleeding.

Their eyes went elsewhere, but the yellow pegasus just couldn't help but take a look at his naked body.

She squeaked and Lee got to his senses and quickly stepped behind the shower curtain and covered himself.

"I... I... I was just... going to get... the hydrogen peroxide..." she muttered, her legs felt weak and her face felt like it was on fire.

"Oh, okay, just... get it then, could you bring it to me when you're done, please? I need to clean my wound."

"Okay."

The pink-maned mare reared up to the mirror, opened the medicine cabinet, grabbed the bottle with a hoof, got down, put it on her back, reached her head down, grabbed the knife, and walked out, closing the door behind her.

In and out in ten seconds flat

Lee was blushing as well, after all, some woman (well, she was a mare, but in this situation, it was close enough) had just seen him... exposed, he was raised on the 'good ol southern morals', and he didn't like that this had happened, didn't like it at all.

"Dear Jesus, wipe my memory of the last ten seconds."

No response, divine or otherwise.

"Typical." his prayers never worked, he had even considered stopping praying altogether, but his moral code held strong and he remained faithful.

He only hoped that this wouldn't change anything.

Fluttershy tried to return to making salad, but now her hyperactively dirty imagination kicked into even higher gear, filling her head with images involving anything she saw in the kitchen with her and Lee.

Her face was on fire, she wished that her mind would just stop, but it kept on. Her vulgar imagination was part of the reason why she was so shy, looking at just about anything that was vaguely inappropriate was enough to fill her mind's eye with images.

The other part of why she was so shy was that she was afraid of what would happen if any of these thoughts ever turned from an inner thought to an outer statement, which was also why she was so quiet and shrank back away from most any interaction.

She finally just sat on the floor, holding her head in her hooves, trying to think of anything other than sex.

Some chattering pierced her thoughts, she looked to see that one of her squirrels, the most helpful one of them all, was pointing out the window.

Fluttershy looked outside, seeing the pond that she loved to swim in. She remembered that the pond was remarkably cold.

Gently opening the window first, the pink-maned mare jumped through the windowsill and sprinted over to the pond like a four-legged freight train, jumping high and cannonballing into it.

"AAAAAAaaaaaaaahhhhh." she sighed as the icy cold water shocked the nasty thoughts out of her head, she had practically forgotten why she had just jumped into the pond, "Oh yeah, it was too hot inside." she falsely concluded, having seriously, actually, literally, for reals forgotten the real reason why she just ran outside and jumped into the pond.

Happily trotting back into the house, pausing to shake the water off like one of her dog friends had showed her, she hummed a tune and resumed preparing lunch, oblivious to the last few minutes.

Lee hissed in pain as he watched the liquid create a lime-green foam over his wound, it stung like hell, but it wouldn't kill him.

At least... not again.

Going over it a couple more times, making sure he'd stopped the bleeding, the tall man turned off the water and looked through the medicine cabinet, finding some stark-white bandages, perfect.

Looking for anything to assist in the healing process and finding nothing, he simply dressed his wound and looked for a towel.

The under-sink cabinet held more towels than he thought physically possible, then again it seemed that the laws of physics that he knew of held very little authority in Equestria. He took the largest one, which was still only barely big enough to wrap around his waist and tuck into itself, the classic towel-skirt move.

He sighed "I wonder, I wonder what'll happen now, I don't have to fight for my life, at least... I think I don't." Equestria seemed like a peaceful place, maybe if he was alone, but after what happened with Michael, he knew that his friends might cause more problems, "Assuming I don't cause any problems for them."

Sad eyes stared back at him in the mirror, he was worried, the apocalypse had corrupted his mind, preventing him from focusing on the good times.

Snarling at his misfortune, he looked at the small box that held those medicine bottles, looking at them again and finding them to actually be pill bottles.

Hunt and Jock were in one section.

Charge and Cry were in another.

Smoke, Spit, Boom, those were in a third section.

And a small hypodermic needle labeled Rage sat in the middle of the seven.

"Eh, why not, it's not gonna kill me if what Michael said is true." He popped the tops of Hunt, Charge, and Smoke, downing the small gel-capsules one by one with handfuls of water from the sink.

His stomach churned, leaving him feeling painfully empty, but at the same time immensely strong.

He was hungry, ravenously so.

"Lee, lunch is ready for when you are." Fluttershy called to him from downstairs.

'Well shit, I'm still only half-covered, actually not even that much.' he complained, opening the door and stepping out into the cool air of the hallway.

He locked eyes with Fluttershy again, she had just come up the staircase, probably to make sure that he'd heard her.

She blushed in embarrassment and vaulted over the banister, gliding back to the kitchen.

"Well that's... a bit impressive," he muttered, looking over the banister, "HEY FLUTTERSHY! ARE MY CLOTHES DONE YET?" he called out, feeling a draft.

"Um... n-n-no, I j-just put them in the d-dryer a f-few m-m-m-minutes ago." Great, he'd have to eat while practically naked.

Quickly stepping down the stairs, turning to the kitchen, and walking in, he found the table set and Fluttershy silently eating.

Sitting across from her, the dark-skinned man grabbed his fork and blindly started shoveling the salad into his mouth, luckily his taste buds were dead, so he didn't taste anything.

Come to think of it, if he couldn't taste anything, then he could eat as healthily as he wanted with no problems.

Remembering his manners enough to not go gung-ho and start grabbing up fistfuls of his food and shove it into his mouth like a walker would, he picked up his fork and started eating.

And so began the silent meal.

An hour and a minor amount of hassle later, Lee had finished the process of cleaning, feeding, and dressing, so now what?

"Now what?" He asked himself.

A man raced around the sky at near the speed of light, creating a void in the sky by which he was able to not catch fire.

"I'm fucking tired of this, I need a new job." he said grimly, running a hand through his dirty blonde hair and changing it to brown.

He was clad in a pale blue hoodie with orange trim, gray denims, and red All-star shoes, golden wings adorned his back as he flew to and fro.

He awaited midnight, hovering in the air and watching the sky darken after several hours.

"Oh what wonders lie in the dark, and what else does as well? The things in the shadows don't scare me, I am guided by the stars." He said in reverence as his hand balled into a fist and went alight with a sand-colored magical aura.

He flew towards the ground, his fist clad in a large gauntlet.

*PUNCH*

*BOOM*

There was nothing left here, only the void, and three figures.

"What now, great creator?" The massive and muscular Knight asked in his deep, 'ye old' tone. He had his sword at his side and his shield on his back.

"There's not anything left in this place, I guess we should do as we always do." The lithe Archmage said in his Swedish accent. He had a pair of daggers on each hip.

"Start over, it's tha best way to go from here." The average-sized Scientist said in his halfway southern drawl, his walking staff held firmly in one hand.

"That's why I made you guys, to help me out with stuff because sometimes I'm dumb... alright then, I guess I'll close this thing off." P1 said as he turned to the screen.

"We shall wait here." The Knight said as he stepped back.

"Alright readers, I know this is a shit way to cut off a story, but I know that I just can't keep it up from here, I'll reboot it soon enough, don't worry, but until then...

Do drugs, stay out of school, don't eat vegetables, and don't take my advice.

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Take care!!!!!!!!!!"

Author's Notes:

Okay, yeah, I know, it's a stupid and terrible thing that I'm cutting this story short.

I'm rebooting it, actually, and I'm starting fresh, I'll post the Requel (what I've decided to call it) sometime in the next two weeks, hopefully by then.

Until then, take care readers, I'll see you in the next story