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Part 2
Fatherly Ties

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I left the classroom and I had my bag on my back. I looked at my surroundings. It was already five minutes into break and the kids were everywhere, mostly the younger kids… I sighed at the memory of those carefree grade 3 days, not having worries about school work or the severe lack thereof… Year 10 is great but ever since Year 8 I have dreaded going to a school where being smart gets you punished.

Not by the teachers of course, but by those who fall behind.

“Hey Bozo!” Francis called out behind me… Prime example… I instantly had the urge to drop my bag and jump into the bushes beside me, even if there weren’t any bushes there, Heck I wouldn’t mind if there were a wall in the way. I had four options. One, Dive out of the way. Two, Run the hell away. Three, stay and fight or four just accept that I am doomed, get the shit beat out of me, and probably get my lunch stolen. The forth option seemed appropriate so I stopped walking and sighed.

“Hello Francis and-” I stopped for a brief moment as his posse of fckwads ran through my mind, “-gang.” I decided not to call them ‘fckwads’ incase the situation got even worse… But it is a long time coming. I turned around and they still had some distance before they reached me, I used this time to take out my sandwich and drink. “Not much today lads, just-“ I paused and considered my answer, sulfuric acid and a ‘ghost pepper’ sandwich “-orange juice and a vegemite sandwich.” I thought it would be a bit cruel to lie about the contents of my lunch. That may give them more reason to harass me.

“Aww bugger… Just cut to the chase ay?” One of his goons said as he snatched my drink and guzzled it down.

“Hoo hoo what’s the occasion bub?” Asked the other.

“Well it’s my father’s birthday tomorrow and I’d really like to cut the crap and get to the chase without any sort of one-way banter, name calling or any shit like that.” I replied blatantly, “So I don’t want to waste any time with back chatter or pointless fighting so if you’d like to get on with it so we can be on our separate ways because unlike some people I have a nice girl waiting for me.” It felt weird to think of Samantha like that but it was true, she is a girl and she it waiting for me.

“Wha ho, Our little victim has grown some balls ay? Thinking that an imaginary girlfriend is going to stop us from beating him to shit-“ Francis joked with his gang before I interrupted him.

“I never said that she was imaginary, but I don’t think that giving out her name to you would best suit her, giving you another target is just be what you would want.” It felt weird speaking as I was, just saying what fist comes to mind, but I knew that it would yield to unfortunate sequence of events. “And I have just grown tired, now if you please get on with it already, I’d hate to keep her waiting.” I then put my bag down out of the way and looked towards them. A sense of foreboding washed over me as I realized just how close they actually are. I stepped back once and used my index finger to draw an imaginary circle on my shirt, “Fire when ready.”

They smiled. I flinched.

"Shadow! Where the fuck are you going?!" Magnet called out to his brother-in-arms whilst he ran after him.

"These are early Empire Sea Transports!" Shadow called back, not slowing down for his friend.

"So?! The battle is over there!" Magnet saw that Shadow dived into a trench, Magnet followed suit almost falling on top of Shadow, "Why are we out here?" Magnet quickly asked between breaths.

"Early Empire Sea Transports, are quick and agile while on water... But have one flaw." Shadow explained.

"And that is?" Magnet questioned.

Shadow stood up and yelled, "THEY HAVE NO SIDE DEFENSES!" then cracked a manic laugh as he open fire on the defenseless transport ships.

Magnet stood up a while later and chuckled to himself, "You strategic bastard..."

Bark bark bark! A volley of hound barks could be heard over the gunfire, Magnet noticed this, "Shit, war hounds! I'll keep your back man!" He turned from the main site and focused on the advancing attack dogs. The two soldiers fought valiantly against the invading force, until a sneaky dog got in a blind spot of magnet and struck him.

"AGH! SHIT SHAD-" Before he could finish his name the dog was already shot down, "Uhd, thanks man."

"No problem, I'm glad to- Hck!" A stray dog jumped on the unsuspecting soldier.

"Shadow!" Magnet reached for his side arm, pulled it out and shot the war dog, but the deed was already done. Magnet ran down to the fallen hero, "Shit! NO!" Magnet checked his wounds, they were on his neck, he wanted to help him but blood was already seeping out of them.

He’d lost him.

"SHADOW! DAVID... NOOO!"

Harsh coughing erupted through the royal halls, followed by harsh breathing.

"Prince David... Neigh... It happened to fast... NEIGH, DAVID! Don't Leave Us!... Steven we- I am not ready... Please don't leave me, not like this... Not like this..."

The sound of soft sobs could be heard.

She’d lost him.

“Alright girls, I think I’m ready.” The lavender magician pony, as she closed her book, ready and eager to try again.

“How long d’you think yer gonna have tah stay at the castle?” Asked the orange farmer pony, as they rose from sitting on the library floor.

“I’m not sure, the princess said that I may have to stay for a while.” Twilight explained.

“So, What was it the princess wanted you to snatch up for them?” Asked the cyan athlete pony.

“I can’t be precisely sure, the letter said nothing more than “Hue-mane” I think.” Twilight mused.

“Is that some sort of creature?” Asked the vet Pegasus pony.

“I’m fairly sure it’s a creature, she wants me to turn into one, so I can be sure that it can live and such.” Said the magician.

“What does it look like, I would love to get measurements for it.” Asked the fashionista pony.

“I guess we’ll find out.” The magician said, “You might want to take cover.”

“Already ahead of you Captain Twilight!” The party pony yelled, and before the magician could object the party pony grabbed an army helmet out of mid air and had green and brown paint on her face, “TAKE CUVAH!” She then pulled an entire mini bomb shelter out of the library closet and slammed it onto the ground. Before any of the other ponies could object Pinkie already shoved them into it. “Ready when you are, SIR!”

“What- uhd- never mind.” Twilight said, completely stumped that the party pony managed to fabricate a helmet, paint, and an entire bomb shelter out of nothing, “Well, here goes nothing.”

Her horn lit up as she focused her magic into the spell, the magic encompassed her within minutes. The five watching ponies could only see a white and purple ball about Twilight’s size, then after a short while the ball molded shape and grew oval shaped as it floated off the ground, the oval grew to about two regular pony sizes in height, but remained about the same width, then the orb slowly dissipated, until it completely vanished.

The new figure stood about twice as high as a normal pony, Twilight’s new form took hold.

The fashionista gasped, “Twilight dahling! What happened?” The five ponies filed out of the bunker one by one and took in Twilight’s new form. It was a tall bipedal creature; it stood with it’s back facing straight up. It had a shorter neck and longer legs with strange flat feet and five little stubs coming out of the front of each foot. Its forelegs went longer and thinner, and on the end of the forelegs there were strange looking paws with long fingers out the front, and just underneath her neck were two lump-like objects. But most of all, her fur was no more and her tail was gone. In fact the only two similar things that she had that the ponies were able to recognize her was her hair; it was on the top of her head, and it went down to the end of her neck, is was dark purple in colour and had a violet and pink stripe and the other similar appearance were her eyes; they were purple.

“I th- I think it worked~” She collapsed out of exhaustion.

I painfully dragged my bag behind me as I limped to where Samantha and I hung out, it was a peaceful place at the school, it was around the edge of the sports oval and it was covered in bushes, so no one could intrude.

I made my way to the split in the bush. I decided to do the dramatic entrance, so I chucked my bag in, waited for a bit, then turned around and fell backwards into the hideout.

“My god, Steve! What happened?” She said with urgency.

“I had a meeting…” I mumbled.

"Meeting? About what?" She asked with urgent concern.

"Oh y'know, the stock market, Aussie Rules, The Government... Casual things like that..." I said nonchalantly.

"Really?" She asked, looking to me dead in the eyes.

"Probably not, I can't remember the exact focus of the meeting... I think it had something to do with my lunch..." I mused.

"So, you got out of your class, and tried to make your way here, but got stopped by Francis and he stole your lunch... Again?" I've always wondered just exactly how she did that.

"More or less." I said.

"So you haven't eaten anything yet?"

"More or less." I repeated.

"Oh Steven, ¿Qué voy a hacer contigo? (For the non-Spanish speakers here: "What am I going to do with you?"

"Yo no sé..." ("I don't know")

I didn't notice before now but she was sitting cross legged and had placed my head in her lap. She was running her fingers through my hair as she sung a song her mother used to sing to her:

(No English translation for you... Figure it out ;D )

She kept humming the tune as I looked up into her eyes, and man, such a picturesque moment, the bushes above her head were only letting through a little sunlight as she looked down at me. Her hair had that soft glowing effect around the edges when light hits it just right so that I could just see her face. And to tell you the truth, her face was all I wanted to see.

I lifted my right hand up and put it on her cheek, and said, "You have a wonderful singing voice."

She blushed, I have never actually seen her blush before, and to tell you the truth, I was missing out. "Aww shucks." She said. I still kept my hand on her cheek.

"Come on, you can do it... Just say it!" I heard, well sort of heard, I couldn't really explain how I heard it, It was Samantha's voice, but her mouth didn't move. I didn't use my ears to hear that either, I guess I just... Felt it.

"Say what?" I asked.

"Hmm?" She hummed in a questioning matter.

"Oh nothing."

"Okay...", She sighed, "Go on, Steve, say it... I. Love. You. Full stop. End of story. Come on already! This is the perfect chance!" I heard again... Wait a minute... 'Go on Steve Say it?' Was she... Thinking that? I might as well follow it.

"Hey Samantha..." I began.

"Yes?" She smiled at me, "This is it, he is going to say it! He really is-"

BBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!

"GOD FUC K I N G d a m n i t.." She winced as she thought of that. I took my hand off her face and her thoughts drifted away.

"MAN! What a mood killer!" I said.

"You're telling me." She replied forlornly. We got up and made our way out of the bush that we called our hide-out. I grabbed my bag, brushed it off and put it on my back. I climbed out of the bushes and saw her already standing there,

"I suppose we should get to Spanish, ay?" I suggested.

"I suppose." She seemed completely out of energy and happiness. She kept her eyes down and a frown on her face. I couldn't see her like that, so I decided to continue.

I turned to her and she turned to me, "We have Mr. Zambrano now don't we." She asked.

"I suppose... Samantha?" I said.

"Hmm?" She looked at me. I stepped forward and hugged her. Catching her completely off-guard

"I love you." I whispered into her ear in a sing song voice. I then broke the embrace and turned towards Siñor Sobrecogedor's room and ran, "Beat you there!" I yelled back to her.

"A-As IF!" She yelled back, clearly having lifted her spirits.

"Urgh... Where am I?" She asked into the darkness.

"Yer still at home Twi'." Somebody called back to her. Then Twilight looked down along her new body.

"ARGH! WHAT AM I?!" She called out, then she tried to move, but she couldn't exactly, there were ropes stopping her from moving above a squirm.

"Easy there sugar-cube, you turned yerself into a... Hue-mane I think it was." The cowpony said back to her. Twilight tried to remember what happened.

"Oh... Where are the others?" The newly formed human asked.

"Well... Rarity took some measurements of you and is trying to make you some clothes, y'know since yer furless and all. Fluttershy is down in th' kitchen making you some breakfast. While RD went with Pinkie to go and git you something sweet to eat for after. An' ah'm here making sure you don't hurt yerself."

"Oh, OK, am I aloud to get up for a stretch AppleJack?"

"Ah suppose... Long as you don't hurt yerself." The workhorse went down to loosen the ropes that bound the new human.

"Were the ropes really necessary?" The farmer blushed a bit.

"Kindah, Ah mean, if yer motor controls were not working properly an' you started lashin' about or somthin'" She laughed slightly.

"That's... Understandable..." The human said. The binds on her arm were taken off and she lifted it to her face for examination, "Interesting... One, two, three, four straight ones on the top part of the paw, and one disfigured looking one out to the side... wait... Lyra told me about this... what did she call it? A hand?" The last of the binds fell slack and she sat up on the bed, she was surprised at how close the bed was to the floor.

"Breakfast!" A quieted call sounded from the door of the room. Applejack moved towards the door, but it shimmered purple and opened before she could.

Twilight masta' opened it... wait, she doesn't have a horn! Applejack thought, she then turned to the human and simply asked, "How'd you do that?"

The human looked shocked, "I-I don't know, I just... I guess I just..." She inspected her hands, flipping them upside down, clenching and unclenching them, "I don't know."

"A-am I interrupting?" Asked the yellow pegasus.

The human's stomach reacted before she could, "RRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

"Ah-he, I think I might like some breakfast." The human chuckled.

Ding!

"Holdonaminute!" Shadow's wife called from inside the house. So he did, he waited for her to open the door.

The door lock clicked and the knob shook slightly. "Honey! You're home e-... Oh... Oh no." She said, he could see the realization and sadness strike her features.

"I'm sorry Ms. Greys." Magnet apologized, "David didn't make it..." She looked away from the door, and motioned him inside.

"W-would you like some coffee?" She asked, still not looking at him, "Mister..."

"Andrews, Sargent John "Magnet" Andrews..." He introduced himself to her and answered, "And yes, I'd love a cup of coffee, just black please."

She made and handed him the coffee, whilst pouring a glass for herself. She sat down and was quiet for a bit until she finally asked, "When will we have to..." She couldn't continue, but Magnet knew the question she was asking.

"Nerang Memorial Graveyard, the one out in front of the 'Metricon' stadium. Tomorrow, 12 pm. I'm really sorry, but I need to be going. I need to prepare for the salute." With that he finished his coffee, stood up and began for the door, but was interrupted by Ms. Greys.

"Wait... Umm... How did he die?" She inquired.

"He... Well... He didn't suffer... That's all I prefer to say now... Good night Ms. Greys. Oh and pass my apology on to, uhd..." He racked his mind for his name, "Sven."

"Steven, and I'll... be sure of it." She closed the door. Her thoughts could not sway from one fact, her husband is gone, but she wasn't worried about that... She was more worried about one thing...

She was next.

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