Author's Notes:

Woah! It's been a long time guys! Nice to see you all again!

Sorry this took so long, had a case of writers block. But don't worry! I wasn't sitting on my ass the entire time! I wrote a Adventure Time Fanfiction! (IT DOESNT INCLUDE MLP IN ANYWAY)

It's got three chapter and 10,000 words! The story was created for me to try my hand in experimenting, like emotions! I try to have my Oc reject the idea of being stuck in Ooo for the rest of his life. The story is bascily The Fallen soldier, But Scott ends up in Ooo instead of Equestria. Also it's a mix of 1st person and 3rd person. I'm not gonna force you guys to read it. But if ya want....

It's called The Supersoldier, and it's on Fanfiction.net.

Anyway guys, Comment on this story and tell me what you think! Comments can really be a morale booster for me! I made this chapter extra long as a apology for not posting for so long!

Long chapters usually have mistakes when I look over it, so PLEASE point them out!

So enjoy and I'll see ya next time!

The fallen soldier

Chapter 33

I'm so sorry.

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You decided to see if Rarity has prepared any extra clothes for you. If so, than you'll pay for what you can and return for the rest later. If not, than you'll have go back home and hang with Twilight and Spike.

You changed course and walked around a man who was manning some kind of pie stand. He called out to you, asking if you'd like any fresh pies. You turn and reply with no, than turn and resume your walk. Your walk brought you through the marketplace, there were wooden stands placed in a giant circle. Each stand sold its own unique item, which consisted of overpriced items ranging from food and silverware.

Some stands sold overpriced hunting equipment, the quality of the items were cheap, though sometimes they'd have a half-decent knife. Though everyone knew, if they wanted a reliable weapon, they'd have to visit the local blacksmith. The guy is always busy making different kinds of silverware, sometimes weapons, and sometimes arrows, even hunting traps, and rarely, armor.

You talked to the guy once, he was a short yet beefy man, he smelled like coal and smoke, and always had his dirty apron on. He liked to eat at a certain restaurant during the rare times he was outside. That's where you first met the guy, you asked him if he was the local blacksmith.

He looked at you and took a bite of his sandwich, he spoke slowly, purposely sending pieces of chewed-up bread towards you. "Aye, I am. But I'm off the clock now, go to my workshop when I'm done eating. Then I'll listen to yer complaints about bent silverware." He looked away and continued eating his meal.

You felt your brow twitch, "I'll pass, I was just asking if you were the town blacksmith."

The man didn't even look at you, "Yes I'm the town blacksmith, now leave me to my meal." He bit into his sandwich.

You balled your hand into a fist and released it, you shook your head and turned around. You mumbled a curse and left to go do something. That was your first encounter with the the man. You didn't see him again for another 2 days. And while you did say the man's always busy, he only works Monday through Friday. On the weekends he either takes a break from smithing, or he loads a cart and drives off to receive more materials for his forge.

You don't care, guy's a fucking asshole anyway.

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Rarity's boutique came into view, her house always reminded you of a miniature castle. It appears she also has a couple mannequins wearing the latest 'fashion' set, the plastic models were standing behind the two giant windows on each side of her front door. The left window, based on where your standing, had a mannequin showing off a elegant yet expensive dress, while the right one had jeans and a t-shirt on.

You preferred the t-shirt over the dress, for obvious reasons. You raised a hand and twisted the doorknob, it didn't open. You tried again... It still didn't open. You checked the date, it wasn't a day she closed down the shop. Maybe she's just not home/at work.

You shrug and turn around, you decide to return to the treehouse. You've already visited everyone you wanted too, Rarity just wasn't home, it's nothing to cry about.

You open the library door and call out, "I'm back guys!"

Spike was, un-surprisingly, putting books back in there respectful place. He was the first to greet you.

"Heya Anderson." Spike took the time to turn and nod at you, unfortunately he lost his balance and fell, the books he was carrying joined him.

Spike groaned and sat up, he rubbed a part of his head, mumbling something about how much books hurt. You smirk and approach the little dragon, you crouch and start piling books in your hand. You use the other hand to lift Spike up and onto his feet, he thanks you. You wordlessly reply by handing him the tower of books and pointing at the bookshelf, a smirk still plastered on your face.

Spike rolls his eyes and starts putting books back up, he mumbles, "Nice to see you too."

You finally crack and burst into laughter, "It's been a pleasure, now where's Twilight?"

"Kitchen." He grumbles.

You laugh and turn to enter the kitchen, you peek inside and throw yourself against the wall outside the kitchen door.

Twilight was sitting at the table, she had a book in one hand, and a sandwich in the other. Whenever she would take a bite, she'd move the book as far away as possible, almost as if she was trying to avoid getting crumbs on it.

You sighed and raised your helmet, you activated your Active Camouflage and snuck into the kitchen. You stood in one place and watched Twilight eat her sandwich for a bit, to see if she noticed you or not. Luckily, she was far into her book on the physics behind Magic to notice the distortion effect your armor caused.

You noticed the empty chair that was pulled out from beneath the kitchen table. You tiptoed over and sat in it, the chair squeaked and you flinched, Twilight still didn't look up as she bit into her sandwich again.

You grinned and lowered your helmet, "Hey."

Twilight sighed, "Wha-OHMYCELESTIA." Twilight threw the book and sandwich in the air.

Twilight preceded to point at you, "YOUR BODY! WHERE IS YOUR BO-"

The sandwich landed on her head.

You brought your still cloaked hand up to block your mouth as you desperately tried to keep your cool. The armor matched your skin color, but made your mouth and a small piece of your nose look badly disfigured.

You lower your hand and calmly look at Twilight, "hehe, I, hehe, was attacked by a magical monkey in the Everfree Forest." You looked Twilight in the eyes.

She stared at you, she stayed quiet, then realization struck her.

"Anderson." Twilight calmly stated, her hand slowly reaching for the sandwich on her head, with a mighty shout. "YOU ####!" She grabbed the ruined sandwich and lobbed it at you.

The sandwich split mid-air, the bread hit your chest, while the lettuce and cheese slammed into your face. You closed your eyes just in time, then proceeded to pick the pieces of lettuce and half eaten slice of cheese on your face and place them on the table. You looked down, your cloaking wasn't compromised by bread hitting it, so you finally shut the cloaking off.

You looked at Twilight, who was practically seething in rage once she saw where her book landed.

In the sink.

Twilight quickly tried to salvage to book before water overran the paper pages. She gently placed it on the counter and began to use a wide assortment of spells to dry it off. Judging from how angry she looked when she turned to face you.... She couldn't save much.

She stomped towards you, her face a amusing red, her hands started glowing brightly.

You giggled and slowly raised a hand that held the sandwich Twilight was eating earlier.

Twilight took another look at the sandwich and her anger seemed to tenfold. She used her magically enhanced hands to pick you up. She proceeded to carry you to the door where she magically opened it before lobbing you outside.

You landed with a thud and rolled onto your back, you turned your head and looked at Twilight.

"Don't come back till you've gotten me a book better than the one you ruined!" She then slammed the door, sealing your quest with forced acceptance.

You twisted your head and looked back at the sky, you started laughing again, and it wasn't because this was all funny.

It was because you got your ass handed to you by a librarian.

When the laughter died down, you stood back up and thought about where you can achieve a better book. You decided to go visit the local bookstore.

As you began jogging you looked back and saw Twilight staring at you through the window. You couldn't see her face very well so you stopped and raised your helmet again, you enhanced the video and zoomed in.

Twilight still looked angry, she used her magic to create to bright blue stick man. One had long hair, and another was taller, you assumed this was you. The long haired stickman jumped in the air and used a magic ball to obliterate the tall stickman.

You gulped, Twilight was scary as hell.

Twilight smiled innocently, and closed the curtains.

You felt a chill run down your body, your armor don't mean shit when she can form giant hands to literally rip you in half. Or create a portal that'll teleport you 30 stories in the air, therefore causing you to fall to your untimely death. You turned an started jogging, on the way to the bookstore, you thought of the many ways Twilight could kill you with magic.

*RING*

The bookstore had a bell attached to its door as well, this must be some kind of popular trend.

You saw nothing but books, books on magic, books on clouds, books on animals, books on potions, books on books, and so on so fourth. You'd be here all day naming off the many kinds of books.

The store was also a maze, the selfs formed a confusing path to the register. You wondered if the owner rented this place out as a haunted house during Halloween. Oh wait, you mean 'Nightmare Night'.

You finally found the register, which was currently being manned by a elder man. He had a weirdly designed sweater on, and some tanned khakis.

"Hello there! How may I help you young man?" The elder man smiled, he still had his pearly whites.

You decide to get straight to the point, "I need the most informational book you have on the physics of magic."

The elder man brought a hand to his chin, "You must be talking about LoveCasters book on the physics of magic!"

You metaphorically scrap your brain for the name of the book you ruined.

"Is it better than Star Swirl the Bearded and his study's on the physics of magic?"

The old man scoffed, "Heavens no boy! There are very few copies of the book you just mentioned!"

You sigh, "So it's not better then?" The old man shook his head, "Where can I find another copy then?"

"What could you possibly need the book for?! Are you a Mage? A thief playing dumb!? Because I shall never disclose the location of another book!"

You face palmed, "Do you know Twilight Sparkle?"

He nods and frowns, "Tell me you did not destroy her copy of the book!"

You laugh weakly, "Joke gone wrong, now I need to return with a better copy of the book or she'll destroy me with a magic ball or some shit."

The old man got serious, "Only 30 of those books were ever printed, many were lost to time, and many of the others were lost because of the owners negligence to maintain the book."

"Okay, so where can I get another copy?"

The old man motioned for you to come closer, he leaned on the counter and whispered. "I'm willing to help you rekindle your relationship with your lover-" You raise a finger in rejection -"but I'll need something in return."

"Okay... What is it?"

The old man got sad, "You see, I've made a grave mistake in refusing to bless the marriage of my daughter. I refused to accept that's she has finally grown up and I acted selfish, because of this, she asked me to not come to her wedding."

You frowned, "That's kinda harsh."

The old man raise a hand, "That's not all, I got into a argument with her fiancé as well, I said some hurtful things, and now I'm paying the price. I don't like him for a number of reasons, but I'm willing to accept the choices my daughter makes, so I'd like you to take her a letter."

"O-kay."

The old man stepped into the back and returned moments later, he laid a envelope on the counter. "She is currently boarding a train set for Canterlot that's supposed to leave in-" he checks his pocket watch -" 6 minutes."

You frown, "Where's the book! And what's she look like!? Make it quick! Come on now!"

"The book is within the residence of Prince Blueblood and my daughter in named Midnight Gaze. She is a blondie, she has blue eyes, and she's a Mage, she also wears a expensive pearl necklace her fiancé bought her."

You quickly nod and grab the letter, you stuff it in your armored pockets and rush out the door.

"Thanks old man!" You call out behind you.

You get into a running position and power on the suits to its fullest running potential. You take a few deep breaths and mentally count down.

You could see a familiar face approach you from the side, but you ignored it and kept counting down. When you reached zero, you pushed yourself off the ground and sped off. You were now running around town at a whopping 30Mph. You wish you can go faster, but you're still in town, and it's pretty fucking hard to turn when you're running 50mph.

You sped past walking citizens, who panicked when they saw you running so fast. They'd jump outa the way when they weren't even in the way. You slow to a halt and turns directions, Twilights treehouse came into view.

You quickly threw the door open, Spike fell down again and got covered in books. You ignored this and ran up the stairs, you opened the door and grabbed the sniper rifle sitting against the desk. You attached it to your back and grabbed the SMG, you snatched any needed ammunition and opened the bedroom window, it wasn't big enough for you to fit through.

"Fuck it."

You jump though the window, falling roughly 23 feet, you land with a thud and a roll. You quickly turn and close the library door before turning and resuming your 30Mph sprint to the train station. You run through town, continuing to scare anyone walking by.

When the station came into view, the train set for Canterlot was already chugging off towards Canterlot. You cursed and sped up, now you're running roughly 45Mph, you closed the distance between you and the train in a matter of a few steps.

You took a deep breath and power jumped up and above the train. As you fell, you pulled your knife from the sheath on your armored shoulder and plunged it into the ceiling of the train as you slammed into it. The sound of you slamming into the train and the knife sticking through and into the passengers cabins caused panic.

"We're getting robbed!" Yelled one dude.

"We're getting boarded by bandits! Quick! Get the security!" Yelled another.

Upon hearing this, you pulled the knife out and dragged yourself to the end of the passenger cart. You twisted your body and dropped on the barley covered coupler, you looked into the passenger cart window. A man wearing a trench coat and a fedora was looking back, he must've been the one trying to warn security.

You slide the door open and point a finger at the man, he flinches and steps back.

"Sit." You command.

The man nods and sits next to women and her child.

You mumble a thanks and look at the crowd of people sitting down, a lot of them look horrified, some didn't.

Hell, one guy in the far back waved and said, "Hey Anderson!"

You quickly waved back, he was one of your many drinking buddy's.

"Alright People! You're not getting robbed! I'm just looking for someone named Midnight Gaze!"

A man interrupted you and stood up, "I'm not letting you touch her you fuck!" The man quickly rushed down the aisle and confronted you.

"M8, I'm here to give a letter, not fuck your wife." You lower your voice to a threatening level. "So why don't you sit the fuck down and let me do my job."

The man scowled at you, than proceeded to punch you in the face. You still had your helmet on though, so he really didn't accomplish much.

The man held his fist like a newborn, you face palm, "Great job ya dumb fucker, can you not see the helmet I'm wearing? Actually you know what, I'll move you myself."

The man looks away from his hand to look at you, "Wha- " *Gasp*

You left hand wraps around his neck as you lift the man with no effort on your end, his hands wrap around your one arm in attempt to not get choked out. You toss the man onto a empty seat and continue walking down the aisle.

You stop at the seat the man originally stood from, a women fitting the description given to you sat the on same seat. She was huddled against the window.

"Sorry about that, he punched me first, now here's that letter from your father." You reach into your armored pocket and pull the letter out, you hand it to her.

"Right, my job is done, so bye." You turn and exit the cart.

You turn again and jump back onto the top the of passenger cart, you got into a comfortable position and waited until you arrived in Canterlot.

The sun was going down, and the moon was rising.

You was about to patch into a skill set you figured you'd never have a use for here on this planet. And that skill set is stealing, or heisting for better words. The rough sketch was for you to break into Bluebloods residence, and locate the book, then steal it. You'd need some heisting gear, mainly a bag to carry the book.

The train came to a halt, you activated your camouflage and waited. The passengers slowly got off, the man who punched you turned and looked at the train, he didn't see you, so he turned and continued walking.

When everyone was finally gone, the train was shut down until 10:00Pm, which was the last ride of the night. So you'd have to finish this heist in.... 2 hours and 23 minutes. You started a timer and set it on your HUD.

You jumped off the train and landed, your camouflage was disrupted for a few seconds, but it quickly turned back on. You examined the nearby building and shops, you planned to steal anything you needed.

You spotted 3 different useful stores.

1. "Mikes Tool Shop."

You expected to find some rope and some hopefully durable hooks.

2. "Rose's fashions."

This is where you'll get the bag to carry anything you needed.

3. And a little shop down the road called, "Joes Doughnut Shop."

Because you're hungry, and siting on top of a train cart for hours doesn't magically fill your stomach.

You decided to start with Mikes Tool Shop.

It was a simple matter of walking in, his store didn't have a bell attached to it. But hey! Now you know what they have them! So they don't get fucking robbed! Like this guy is about too!

You search the store and quickly snatched the longest piece of rope he had in stock. You found some really durable looking hooks a couple rows down, you grabbed those too. On your way out, you grabbed some golden coins off the counter by the register.

You dropped the loot off in a empty alley behind a dumpster.

You're a real thief now ain't ya?

Next was "Roses Fashions."

This one was a bit harder, mainly because this store had actual people inside. Though, it was mostly women who were too busy bragging about their rich husbands and complaining about the lack of attention they get.

This store also had a bell attached to its door, you were able to spot it because the door was nothing but glass from the top to the bottom. You were forced to circle the entire block in order to enter though the back entrance. As you made your way past the boxes of nothing but women's underwear piled in the back, you accidentally came across a hidden room attached to the changing rooms.

Point is, you had a pretty good fucking view of 4 different women changing. And you weren't gonna lie, they're attractive. But this was wrong as hell, if only there was a way for you to expose this....

Speak of devil.

A man in his undergarments walked in the room, "Weird, I don't remember leaving this open, I can't afford to forget something like this." He shrugged and closed the hidden door.

The man proceeded to sit in a chair, he pulled lotion out from beneath it and started squirting it on his hands. Realization about what he was planning to do struck you, you Really didn't wanna watch this. But you decided to expose this pervert.

You snuck behind him and wrapped him in a sleeping hold. The man immediately grabbed at your arms, he got lotion all over your armor. You held the man until he passed out, you reached for the lotion he dropped on the floor. You proceeded to bust the cap off, you dumped it on floor and prepared to purposely cause a accident.

Of course, you didn't wanna kill the man, he needed some kind of head protection for what you were about to do. You left the secret room and grabbed a shit ton of women's underwear, you then added layer after layer of underwear to his head. Until it formed a odd looking helmet, you then grabbed some water from the back and splashed it on his face.

The man woke with a yell, he quickly stood up and slipped on the lotion. He fell head first into the mirror, he scared the crap out of the woman changing in the there. She screamed bloody murder. who wouldn't after a practically naked-slightly-overweight man wearing panties for a helmet busted through the changing room mirror?!

You stood around long enough to grab a decently sized bag, and to watch the man get dragged off by the local guards. You sighed in happiness, and left the scene.

Next was Joes Doughnut Shop.

You didn't steal anything this time.

Though when you went to retrieve the stuff you stole from the alley, you came across a hobo sniffing behind the dumpster. Apparently, you were trespassing on his grounds, while breaking Code4 on the Hobo Oath Because Originality.... Or HOBO for short.

In order to avoid getting arrested by the man.. And a needless conflict. You offered to get him some doughnuts. He accepted, and while Joe wouldn't allow him inside, you ate your food then brought the hobo his food. He praised you as a god and scurried off to wherever the hell hobos scurry off too.

You had 1 hour(s) and 12 minute(s) until the last train for Ponyville left.

The actual heist.

You didn't know where the man lived, so you asked a local hobo. He told you were he stayed, then asked why you wanted to know. You claimed to be a traveling salesmen who wanted to sell some anti-aging ointment. The hobo then proceeded to hound you about the ointment. You threw a single bit at the man, he picked it up and ran off.

You found the house where Blueblood was staying, it was pretty tall, buts that's it. It could never compare to the castle itself. You set up camp on a building that was roughly 50 yards away. You set your Sniper Rifle up and looked through the scope of the gun. From there you planned your entrance, since you couldn't get any blueprints, you're gonna have to improvise once your inside.

You discovered a fault in the buildings planning, the windows formed a perfect ladder for climbing up. You didn't even need the grappling hook, but you'll use it for your escape. You decided to make this spot your new hideout, no one can get up here unless they got a ladder, or the ability to jump 12 feet in the air. In case you end up missing the train, you can just ride the night out up here.

You used a blanket you also stole and covered your rifle, it was bulky and would only slow you down. After you finally got everything set up, you checked the time.

You have 0 Hour(s) and 46 Minute(s) until the train leaves.

You grumbled something, and hopped off the roof. You turned yourself invisible and ran through the streets. The building was now in reach, your plan was to use the barred windows as ladders, you'll climb until you reach the top, and from there you'll work your way down.

You took a step back and did a running jump onto a window that was roughly 11 feet in the air. The bars rattled and you thought they were about to give, but it settled down, and you continued as planned.

Once you reached the top, you located the door and tried to open it. It was locked, this is unsurprising, a Prince does live here. You forced the door open and creeped inside, you activated your visors night-vision and stepped down the stairs.

When the stairs ended, it revealed a door that led to what seemed to be a modified apartment. This place reminded you of your old place during your undercover work, it's feels like you're robbing yourself. Weird.

You snuck through the apartment, there were odd painting everywhere. And in what you assumed to be the living room, he had a trophy case holding every trophy and precious picture he had. You couldn't find the book anywhere on this floor, you even checked the master bedroom. Blueblood himself was laying in bed with two women at his sides, they were all snoring.

You decided to move a floor down, returning to the kitchen you spotted the door that led down to the 3rd floor of the buildings. This floor was nothing but a art gallery, it had a large quantity of sculptures based on Blueblood himself in practically every free spot of the floor. There were even paintings of the guy that were mocking many famous painting from your world.

An example would be the 'Mona Lisa' but with Bluebloods face, it looked dumb.

You moved down another floor, this floor was a servant floor. It had maids and chefs and the occasional security man. They were all siting at a big circle table discussing what they hate the most about Blueblood.

The maids and chefs were nothing but attractive females, they claimed they were sexual harassed many times this very same day. The guards were big beefy dudes, 2 out of the 8 guards were actually fit enough to look threatening. They were bragging about their latest man thing they did.

You figured the guards knew Blueblood was sleeping, which would explain why they're here and not upstairs doing their job. You listened in on the conversation the maids were having, they talked about of a lot of exploits in the building. Eventually, one maid mentioned the book you were looking for.

It was in the basement, being guarded by several well trained mages. The same maid who disclosed this information continued on about how she was externally annoyed by how they wouldn't allow her down there to clean. This maid was a straight up neat freak.

You moved past them and down stairs to the 1st floor. This floor was another art gallery, you ignored everything here and found the door to the basement.

The basement was a long stair case that led to a poorly air conditioned room. This room had a library and another art gallery. Later on, you would find out that the many books on the shelves were actually worth a small fortune.

Your main goal was the book for Twilight, you enhanced and zoomed in on the shelfs. The book wasn't one any of the shelfs. You felt your blood boil, but quickly calmed down when you noticed the glass case being guarded by 2 mages.

As you snuck closer, you heard them talk.

"Oi, cast that detect life spell again."

"Really M8? I did it like 10 minutes ago!"

"I don't care, cast it again."

"Why don't you do it?"

"Because I'm your boss and I said so!"

"Alright! Alright! Jeesh!" The Mage raised his hands, they glowed a bright blue.

You reached for your handgun, and waited for the man to announce your presence.

He lowered his hands, "It's just you and me and the others guys."

"Good." The two stood there silent.

You moved your hand from your handgun, why didn't he detect you?.... Oh right.

You pulled a bit from your pockets and threw it towards the art gallery.

"Hey did you hear that suspicious sound in the distance?"

"Yeah! Let's leave our post unguarded and go check it out!"

The two guards walked off.

You approached the glass box and reached for it, but stopped mid-way. They probably have a spell that explodes or something when it's not disarmed. You decided to see if one of the two guards had a key. You turned and followed after the guards, you found the two discussing the meaning behind a painting.

You didn't really care for their talk, you stood up and slammed both their heads together. You hoped you didn't overdue it. You patted down both bodies and found a key, you hid the bodies under the stair case and returned to the glass case. Using the key, you unlocked it, you proceeded to wrap the book in a protective layering of bubble wrap, before shoving it inside the designer bag.

You then made your getaway, moving back up all the floors, you found yourself on the roof again. Using the grappling hook, you stuck it on the building, and climbed your way back down. Once back on street level you checked the time.

0 hour(s) and -34 minutes(s)

You sighed, you missed the train by a long shot.

With a heavy heart, you returned to your hideout, you hid the book beneath the blanket by your rifle. Then you decided, if you're gonna stay out here! Then you're gonna do it in a tent!

And so you stole one.

Then you got cold, and the blanket was for your rifle and the book.

So you stole another blanket.

Then you wanted something soft for your head.

So you stole a pillow.

Then you got hungry for some real food, but you had no money.

So you stole money from Bluebood.

Point is, for the first time since you arrived in Equestria.

You were having fun, even if it was stealing.

THE NEXT DAY

Your hideout was now a bachelor's pad.

You stayed up nearly the entire night living a life of crime, you stole from half the city. And then towards the end of it all, the Hobos got word of your deeds. They demanded compensation so they don't rat you out.

You proceeded to beat the living shit out of every hobo in the city. It got so bad the guards were called in from their beauty sleep. We all bailed.

After the sun started rising once again, you packed up everything you wanted from your adventures in the city. And then called in the hobos, you offered your hideout as a peace treaty between you and them, they accepted and welcomed you as one of their own.

You kept the money and wickedly comfy blanket you stole, as well as the book.

Upon arriving at the train station, you paid for first class, and wasted all your money purchasing the finest wine they had on the train. You got wasted, and in your drunken stupor, managed to talk a female employee to making out with you in the train bathroom. You nearly got laid, but the train came to a halt and you had to get off. Turns out, it takes you a long time to get drunk off wine.

You grabbed your belonging and waved bye to the shocked employee, she started freaking out as you stepped of the train. You didn't care though, you sobered up quickly and walked to Twilights.

You walked inside and was welcomed to the sight of all 6 of your females friends.... And Spike.

"Anderson!" They all called.

They all circled around you, giving you a big ol' hug. You coughed and gently pushed them all off you.

Twilight started first, "Where were you! You never came back last night and I was worried sick!"

You scoffed, "You're the one that kicked me out!"

"I was angry! I didn't mean it!" Twilight defended.

"You threatened to obliterate me if I didn't bring a better book back for you!"

"I never said that!"

"You were hinting at it!"

Twilight sighed, "I ended up being able to fix the book after the I calmed down."

You felt your eye twitch.

"Repeat that please?"

"I said I was able to fix the book after I calmed down."

You clenched your hands together, you gritted your teeth, and you felt your blood start to boil!

"You FIXED the BOOK while I WAS GONE!"

Twilight squeaked, "C-Calm down Anderson."

The five other women started to prepare themselves for the worst.

Your blood pressure was close to triggering 'Soldier Mode' then it all just disappeared. And the thought of why you'd go through such lengths to make her happy again. Maybe it's because it's only place you can stay? No... The other 5 would gladly house you. Maybe it's because she's such a good friend?... Pfft. Maybe it's because you feel bad about causing this whole fiasco?.. Nah, it takes a lot more than a book to make you feel bad about doing something.

Maybe it's because.... Hmm...

"Twilight."

"Y-Yes Anderson?"

"Go on a date with me."

It's the only way to find out.