Authors Note: If you're reading this than congratulations. I just want you to know that I appreciate you wasting your time to read something that I wasted my time typing.
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It was early the next morning and Paul was drinking some coffee while sitting on a small stool clearly built for a pony in twilight's library. He had been reading all about pony society and 'magic' (which he still thought was stupid) because he was really bored. He'd already gone through at least a dozen books seeing as though he didn't sleep at all at night. Sleep is for idiot heads, and if there is one thing Paul isn't, it's an idiot head.

Then there was a knock on the door! Who could it possibly be at this hour? Twilight seemed to be thinking the same thing as she came down the stairs with a groan. She had clearly just woken up judging by how messed up her mane was, it was always messy in the morning. She walked over to the door and opened it with her magic to reveal a bouncing Pinkie Pie standing outside.

"Hey! I came by to give you an invitation to the super fantastic 'welcome to ponyland' party I'm throwing for Paul tonight! It's going to be the best!" Yelled Pinkie Pie in an energetic manner that almost made it seem like it wasn't way too early in the morning for anyone to be that hyper.

"Ummm... Ok?" Said Twilight. After thinking about it for a few seconds she realized she didn't have anything important planned for later so she nodded. "I'll be there!"

"Oh that's amazing! Also tell Paul he's invited! And Spike too, tell everypony!"

"Ummm, exactly how many ponies are you inviting to this party?" Asked Twilight nervously.

"All of them, I told you I was inviting EVERYPONY!" Said Pinkie Pie before turning and bouncing off, presumably to invite somepony else to the party.

Twilight stood there for a second before turning and yelling. "Hey Paul!"

"Yeah, yeah. I heard, I'm invited to a party. Where and when is it?"

Twilight looked down at the paper that Pinkie had given to her and read it quickly. "7 o' clock in the middle of Ponyville."

"Kthnx." Said Paul before returning to his book. It was a book about ancient pony wars and it was just getting to the good part. For some raison (yes raison), Paul found the idea of fluffy little ponies fighting a war adorable.

Several hours passed and he was done with his book. Sadly it wasn't very long because the ponies had hardly fought in any battles, and none of them would even be considered wars by Paul's standards. It was fun while it lasted, but now Paul was bored and he needed something to do. He could just read more books, but he had been doing that all night and now he was starting to get tired of it. Then an idea popped into his head, why not another adventure? Last time he went outside he went on an adventure and it was amazing, why not do it again? Just this time it would actually be featured in this story.

Now that he had a goal Paul set out on his journey. He walked out of the library and into the Everefree forest. You don't have adventures in pony town, that's just dumb. Paul continued walking for a short time taking in the scenery. He really liked how all the trees looked like angry faces, it gave the place a unique atmosphere. Luckily Paul doesn't afraid of anything.

Unfortunately he was so focused on the trees he didn't see the object laying across his path and he tripped.

"Ouch." Said Paul as he pushed himself up off the ground. "That was embarrassing." He dusted himself off quickly before turning to see what he had tripped on. It looked like a trout of some kind, maybe 20 pounds at most. It was also breathing in that way fish breathe when they are out of water. That raises all kinds of questions as to why there is a living trout in the middle of the forest.

"Go back!" Said the trout in a voice that sounded like a dehydrated trout.

"Woah bro, I'm not going anywhere until you answer some questions." Said Paul.

"Fine, what is it?"

"Well first off, you're a trout. You breathe in the water, this is not in the water you idiot." Said Paul.

"That wasn't even a question." Said the trout slightly frustrated.

"Oh I know, I haven't gotten to the questions yet. I'm just pointing out that you're an idiot before we go any further. Now then, first question. What's your name?" Asked Paul.

"I am known as Steve THE DEVOURER OF SOULS!" Said the trout in an overly dramatic voice.

"Now that's just stupid, souls provide no nutrition whatsoever and they taste like liquified hair. Devouring them would make you an ever bigger idiot. With that said, I'm just going to call you Steve."

"Fine, whatever." Said Steve while crossing his imaginary arms.

"Alright, I didn't know fish were educated enough to talk here. Where did you go to school?" Paul tried not to snicker at his own horrible joke.

"Harvard fish medical school. I'm kind of a big deal." Said Steve.

"So you're a doctor?"

"Yeah, a doctor at being a fish!" Said Steve in a mocking tone (If you didn't understand the joke it's from some stupid sci-fi movie called 'Cabin Fever').

"Loool. Alright, next question. What are you doing in the middle of the woods like this?"

"Well I was enjoying the pleasant scenery until you kicked me in the gills. You should apologize for that by the way."

"I'm not going to apologize for you sitting in a stupid place. Also, how did you get here?" Asked Paul.

"Well it all started when my parents got very drunk at this party in high school-"

"Hehe, I see where you're going with that. I'd like to skip your dumb life story. How about you start with things that happened recently that put you here." Interrupted Paul.

"Fine, I was going to go into excruciating detail too. It was going to be good." Said Steve a little disappointed. "Anyways, I was just minding my own fish business in the river. I wasn't hurting anyone, I'm a fish! I don't do anything bad ever! Then suddenly out of nowhere some pony scoops me out of the water and brings me here and casts some spell on me. That was two days ago. All I want now is to feel the cold embrace of death, but it's just not happening. I feel like my life is just a big joke at this point."

"Well that was a cool story and all, but I just assumed nothing is able to die in this world since it's all magical and happy and stuff."

"That's a stupid thing to assume." Said the fish bluntly.

"Well I only assume it because when I killed some dog things they came back from the dead and attacked me again."

"Oh, that makes sense. Yeah there's this necromancer in the woods who has been being a real dick lately. He's probably the one who did this to me too, I didn't get a very good look though."

Paul was happy now, He knew exactly where this was going. "Well then, there's a necromancer, you want revenge, and I'm bored. This looks like adventure material right here."

"You mean you want to kill the necromancer?" Asked Steve, "Because that sounds like a really stupid idea. I'm a fish, I don't do anything ever. However, I have no choice in this matter because I'm pretty much stuck here, so whatever, let's go on an adventure."

"Gooood goooood." Paul said as he rubbed his hands together. "Then you will be my companion in this epic quest that I am now setting off on." Paul then picked up Steve and started walking along the road. "So do you have any idea where the necromancer is?" Asked Paul.

"Nope." Responded Steve who was just along for the ride now.

"Alright, I guess we'll just walk around randomly until something happens, that usually works for me.

So they did just that. They walked around randomly through the forest, or more specifically, Paul walked around. Steve was just along for the ride.

"So does it usually take this long for things to happen?" Asked Steve. He was pretty bored of just walking around.

"Meh. Sometimes it takes years, usually it just takes a little while though. And since I'm not planning on being in the forest all night, something should happen soon. Just the fact that we're having this conversation means something will probably happen any second now." Said Paul.

"I don't even know what you mean by that, but I'll just take your word for it." Replied Steve in his usual voice. "By the way, what the hell is a sex raptor anyways? It just sounds like you made that up honestly."

"Well I was originally just an ordinary raptor before I was exiled to earth. Back then everyone was either giant sea scorpions or fish, so I decided to evolve into a giant sea scorpion. It was fun for a while, then there was this big war between the scorpions and the fish. The fish eventually evolved into land creatures so the ocean was pretty lame. I, at that point, decided to evolve into a land creature. But I wasn't just going to turn into a raptor again, so I decided to become a sex raptor. It's like a normal raptor just better in every way." Said Paul proudly.

"That is possibly the stupidest story I've ever heard and I hate you for even telling me it. I hope you die and burn eternally in whatever hell an uncouth abomination like you goes to when the world is blessed with your death." Said Steve.

"Yeah." Paul laughed. "Me too." They had only met a few hours ago but Paul could already tell they were going to become the best of friends. After all, friendship is magic.

Then they heard a weird chittering sound coming from a little ways away. "I told you something would happen eventually." Said Paul as he began to walk towards the noise.

Before long he could see something hunched over between the trees a little ways away. On closer inspection it looked like a mass of bunny parts, mostly bunny heads. It also seemed to notice him and it stood up on two legs and turned towards him.

The creature was patched together from various white, brown, and gray bunnies and stood up about 8 feet tall. It also had four long skinny arms on its sides that looked like they were made entirely from bunny legs. Paul briefly imagined how soft it must be when the creature started chittering again with all of its bunny heads before charging at him.

Paul quickly jumped to the side and slapped it as it ran past with Steve making a wet smacking noise that rang through the forest.

"What the hell?!" Yelled Steve after being used as a weapon.

"Oh come on, you literally have no use other than as a blunt object. Besides, it doesn't hurt, does it?" Asked Paul.

"Well, no. I'm pretty sure I'm undead or something, I don't feel anything anymore."

"Good, now stop whining!" Said Paul.

The bunny monster had turned back towards Paul now and looked like it was getting ready to attack. But Paul was set on attacking first. He held his fish sword up over his head by the tail shouting "By the power of Grayskull! I have the power!"

He then jumped forward and slapped the bunny monster repeatedly with Steve causing it to take several steps back. This was good, I have it on the ropes! I just have to continue doing this and I'll win for sur-. He was interrupted when the creature blocked his fish with one arm and slapped him across the face with another one.

He took a step back at this, he wasn't expecting to be hit. Paul wasn't hurt, no, that's not why he was surprised so much by this. It was because the bunny monster's arm was extremely soft, just like he had thought. It felt great when it brushed against his face.

Paul just smiled after the creature smacked him which confused it. He didn't even seem hurt by it's attack. Then he refocused his efforts and started beating it double time with Steve. It was super affective, the bunny wasn't able to withstand the fishy assault and it collapsed in a heap of broken bunny flesh.

"Awww that's adorable." Said Paul inspecting the dead abomination in front of him. He kinda wanted to take one of its legs back for good luck, and because its super soft. But he'd never be able to explain that one to Twilight.

Then he heard some leafs rustling behind him as a pony ran out into the open. "You! What have you done?! You killed my pet!" Yelled the pony.

Yep, this was the necromancer. It was a dark gray pony with a black mane and a pony skull for a cutie mark. Obvus necrofag. "Lol, I'm guessing you're the necromancer." Said Paul.

"Yeah! And you're the stupid dragon thing." Said the pony in an angry tone.

"Oh, you flatter me." Said Paul putting a hand to his chest.

"Come on, stop stalling, let's beat the crap out of him!" Said Steve from Paul's hand.

"Well alright, that sounds like a good enough idea." Said Paul as he turned to look at the pony. It was scared now, why were they trying to beat it up?

"Woah guys no need to do anything rash now. Why are you trying to hurt me?" Asked the pony.

"Well I can't finish my adventure until I kill you now can I? The answer is no, I can't. Besides, my friend here wants revenge for you turning him into a zombie fish. I just want something to do, now die!" With that Paul jumped forward and started beating the necromancer pony with Steve. He was out for blood this time. After a solid ten minutes the pony was no longer struggling, or breathing, so Paul felt that he did a good enough job.

"Alright, let's go home." Said Paul to Steve.

Steve didn't respond and after a minute Paul looked down at his fish companion. He was limp, more limp than usual. And his eyes were lifeless. "Steve? Steve, buddy, speak to me."

Paul was starting to panic, Steve couldn't be dead! He just couldn't!!! "No! Steve! NO! YOU CAN'T BE DEAD! Hang in there buddy!" Said Paul as he started crying. "You were my best friend... You can't die now."

Unfortunately, he was dead, and not even the healing power of tears could save him now. Now that the necromancer was dead the spell keeping him alive had worn off.

Paul sat there weeping for a while before he stood up and started heading back towards pony town. He knew that Steve would want him to continue on with his life. He would live every moment to the fullest for Steve! He dragged Steve's body all the way back to pony town with him and went into the library. He wasted no time and immediately found a small ice chest in the pantry and put Steve in it with some ice before depositing it in the freezer.

Paul wasn't about to give up on Steve just yet, he would learn necromancy and then he would bring Steve back to life. It was a perfect plan.

Then he looked at the clock, it was almost time for the party!

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So things got a little emotional in this chapter. I know you all liked Steve a lot, but he had to die in order for the story line to continue, I'm sorry. Speaking of the story line, I'm pretty much just making this up as I go.
Like if u cry evry tyme.