Author's Notes:

(This is the original, its not required to read but you can look if you want.)
Bold - Character Narrating (Either Perspective or Narrator)
Italics - Character's Thoughts
Color - Character Who's Narrating or Thinking: Rubert
Smart Cookie

The brackets were my attempt at adding better detail to the dialogue. It'll look more better and pleasing in the revamped version. I also left everything as it is, this means spelling and wording mistakes to show the differences I wanted to change to make the chapter go more smoother.

I have the worst headache ever… Everything smells like burnt skin, dirt, and the slight tinge of grass… Am I… Am I… Did Joseph blew me up again? If so then one my limbs should feel like its been ripped off or something. Somewhere in Equestria; a very pissed off ‘someone’ was unconsciously thinking of angry thoughts of a certain ‘somebody’ about a number of explosive related incidents from the past; recent or not.

When I wake up, Joseph is going to get a long lecture about when he should be using his explosives or not… If I do actually wake up of course, for now I need to lay down here and sleep… Got nothing else better to do but sleep… rather sleep than be awake; haven’t been able to get a days’ sleep without being woken up to fix something or form the large noise of something going kaboom… as usual. The angry person who was having angry thoughts of someone else; Rubert Crane, elder brother to Joseph Crane. Rubert wasn’t completely sure how he gotten to this situation in the first place; like a jigsaw puzzle, he had to put the pieces together to see the full picture… or in this case, see how his brother fits to all of this.

I swear if I found myself surrounded in bombs… I’m gonna- Before Rubert could finish his train of thought, a noise was heard; it was quiet, but noticeable enough for Rubert to hear. Listening, it sounds like someone is speaking; possibly to someone else.

“Chancellor, just what exactly did you find?”

“Well… I’m not sure what I found, but they were in the middle of the path I was walking for one of my early morning strolls; I decided to carry them back to my place and so far I was able to patch them up.”

“Are you capable of patching foreign beings, we don’t even know their a threat! What if one of them attacks us?!”

“Oh hush Smart Cookie; I know what I’m doing. I wasn’t voted to be our tribe’s leader because I made these delicious pastries… well that was half the reason why, but… you get my point.” The voices sounded both feminine, and one of them mentioned a ‘Chancellor’; so one of them was some sort of representative of a group of sorts… Just what kind of situation did Rubert gotten himself into now.

Yesterday morning Chancellor Puddinghead led her secretary, Smart Cookie to her carriage. Once there the duo found the carriage parked by Puddinghead’s temporary office/home while her real home was currently being made with the help of some earth ponies and a few other members from the other tribes. While Pudding head isn’t the brightest of the three tribe leaders, she has a ton of charisma and knows how to handle the problems of the populace and can relate to a sense too; making her the best candidate to handle all problems and future projects toward her.

“Chancellor; by any chance did you not do anything while you found these… ‘things’. Nothing to disturb or… agitate them while they were unconscious?” asked Cookie.

“Whaaat?! Of course not Smart Cookie, I take important care to travelers and strangers to my fullest. I would never do something that would make them uncomfortable,” said Puddinghead.

Thank the ancestors; for a second I thought she would try something-

“Though I may have spilled a cup of chocolate milk when I checked if they were awake.”

Never mind… Smart Cookie followed behind until the two came upon Puddinghead’s carriage. The Chancellor opened the flaps the covered the inside of the carriage to reveal two motionless figures; both tall and thin. Cookie wasn’t sure if they were thin when Puddinghead found them or they haven’t eaten anything when they wee found… but considering they were found by Puddinghead, it was unlikely for the two strangers to be malnourished.

“See Cookie, don’t they look weird. They look like minotaurs but, they have no fur covering their bodies, but not only that but instead of the usual three fingers on a minotaurs hand, they have five,” said Puddinghead, stating her discovery. Before her and Cookie were two hairless creatures that did indeed resembled a minotaur, but without fur covering them. Another interesting fact to note was that instead of hooves, they had ‘hands’ where their hooves should be, making the two creatures even more stranger than before.

While Puddinghead was ecstatic with excitement… Smart Cookie didn’t share the same enthusiasm as her boss did; to put it simply, Cookie was freaking the buck out. “WHA-WHAT, CHANCELLOR!? JUST WHAT ARE DOES THINGS!?” shouted Cookie, who was instantly hushed by Puddinghead.

“Not so loud, we don’t want to wake them up. The doc said that they need to rest in order to recover, so keep your voiced lowered… please,” said Puddinghead.

Cookie gave Puddinghead a glare of both annoyance and worry; the veins in her face ready to pop out any second. Cookie however calmed down, breathing in and out every two seconds until her mind was cleared to handle the situation brought to her. “Now… Chancellor, is there… anymore of these things, where you found these two? We don’t want to be given the assumption that we kidnapped these two or anything.”

“Nope; when I arrived at that crater, all I found where the two of them. Nothing or anypony in site-”

“WAIT, DID YOU SAY CRATER!?”

“Yeah… why, is there something wrong with that?”

“SOMETHING WRONG WITH- Chancellor, if what your saying isn’t just your over-imaginative mind giving you false information, then what you witnessed was either a bunch of mysterious creatures doing a dangerous experiment and ended up here… OR YOU JUST FOUND THE FIRST EVER EXTRATERRESTRIAL LIFE KNOWN TO PONYKIND!”

Cookie began to shake Chancellor Puddinghead so viciously, that they haven’t notice the sudden shift in movement coming from the figure on the left of the two ponies. Rising from a death-like sleep, the explosive happy maniac of Psycho Corps, and the brother of Rubert Crane, Joseph Crane open his eyes as quick as the fuses on his bombs. The mad demolition expert rose up watching two tiny horses fighting each other; well actually the horse in the left of Joseph’s view who wore clothing that resembled a cookie started shaking another horse who wore clothing that was similar to chocolate pudding… Either Joseph gone to a new level of insanity or he sniffed too much nitroglycerine.

The tiny horses continued their interesting (and cute) arguing, until Joseph spoke to interrupt the two. “Oh look, ponies… Is it my birthday already?” said Joseph, grinning stupidly.

Both equines froze where they were, Smart Cookie was the first to turn and look at the slim and dirty figure of Joseph, who waved back with a silly expression on his face. At that moment… two things happened, first someone or pony screamed… Secondly… An explosion happened.

Waking up from the sudden boom of what Cookie could assume what sounded like thunder, she woke up to stare at the slightly singed and burnt off carriage of Puddinghead where only Cookie and the other strange creature were left inside. A lot of questions were going through Cookie’s head, but one in particular came up first than the others.

Where’s Chancellor Puddinghead and the other creature?

Elsewhere, Puddinghead was currently being carried by a very spooked (I think) and dangerous Joseph, who was currently tossing bombs every direction. Most were harmless being smoke or paint bombs… while a few set-off a tiny kaboom down his path of destruction. Surprisingly, Puddinghead calmly watched the mayhem from her view while grabbing a few of the explosives (the non-kaboom ones) and tossed or dropped them too as well. The two continued their mad dash for destruction until they came upon an interesting sight; before the two, well Joseph since Puddinghead was facing Joseph’s back was a large pool of water. The pool was big and wide enough to allow for both to swim within its cooling and refreshing looks. Instantly, Joseph dropped Puddinghead with a simple plop and swan-dived into the pool without a second thought.

“INCOMING!” shouted Joseph. With a loud splash, droplets of water went every direction; rising back up from the water, Joseph stared at a slightly soaked Puddinghead. In return Puddinghead gave out a light giggle that slowly increased in volume, she then began to carefully remove her clothing and fold them a safe distance away until she too joined with the swim.

“You call that a splash; I’ll show you a splash!” Puddinghead began to slowly take a few trots back, until she began running full speed, jumping at the last second screaming with all her breath. “CANNONBALL!” As she made contact a giant wave of water was created as it developed Joseph in the process. Both equine and humanoid creature brought both their heads out of the surface of the water staring at one another; in the end… they began to laugh.

“I knew you’d be fun to hang with once you wake up… but, I want to know why you were so spooked when you woke up?” asked Puddinghead, tilting her head in confusion.

“Spooked? I would prefer that my reaction was me being shocked; when I saw a pair of talking ponies, I was ecstatic with excitement. Let’s say when I explode things, its my way of being happy… though I do that often so I guess that means I’m happy everyday. GRAHAHHAHAAHHA!” said Joseph, laughing crazily.

Puddinghead found this strange creature oddly fun to be with, though its method of having fun is somewhat dangerous, it still brought a smile to one of the leaders of the pony tribes’ somewhat boring day. Still it brought a few questions that needed to be answer… questions that couldn’t wait.

“I was wondering… since I haven’t seen you before and have no idea what you are… Can I ask you a few questions? By the way, my name is Puddinghead… Chancellor Puddinghead,” said Puddinghead, extending her hoof.

Joseph accepted the hoof, shaking it happily. “Puddinghead… funny name; mine’s Joseph,” said Joseph, grinning.

“Joe… sith?”

“Joseph; Jo-sa-phhhh, that’s how yah say my name… Speaking of names, you wouldn’t have seen my brother Rubert? He looks like me but…” said Joseph, taking a look at himself. “Less dirty and more of a pessimist at times.”

Puddinghead placed a hoof on her chin, thinking until remembering the other creature she found with Joseph. “Oh, you mean that thing! Yeah, I myself found you and your brother… but you kind of went ballistic and took me here… We can head back…” said Puddinghead. “...Riiight after we dry off of course.”

After taking a quick rest from swimming, Puddinghead and Joseph returned to Puddinghead’s carriage, where a distraught Smart Cookie and still unconscious Rubert were left when the two disappeared. After some worried looks and a long angry talk, Cookie was able to calm down… until she remembered the ‘thing’ that started all this standing right in front of her. Joseph waved silly-like at Cookie with Puddinghead happy to have a new friend.

“Chancellor… Are you sure his… ‘same’ to be with?” asked Cookie, taking cautious glances at Joseph.

“Whaaaa?! Of course he is… kind of… But his fun to hang out with; besides his as afraid as I am when he saw us,” said Puddinghead.

“I am?” said Joseph, confused.

Cookie took a harsh look at Joseph for his response, but sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose with a hoof. Let’s hope the other one isn’t as rowdy as this one.

Present time, Rubert listened into the two voices conversation until he had the strength to open his eyes. While the room was mostly dark, some light spilled from a window with the curtains closed; orange tinge of color spilled across the floor. Joseph raised his upper half of his body until finally leaning against what he assumed to be the bed frame’s backboard. In the room was the silhouette of another bed which looked recently used.

Was someone sleeping in the same room I was in… Joseph?

Closer examination revealed he was in a primitive form of bedroom considering the bedding was filled with straw… and it oddly smells of horse in the room. Rubert also carefully checked himself and found some bandages across his torso, a few wrapped around his arms, and one wrapped carefully around his head.

Well where ever I am, they sure did patched me up… and I have a feeling I got myself injured by Joseph… again. Carefully, Rubert placed both his feet on the ground and the second he made contact, they were cold to the touch. Now that he thinks of it… its really cold… strange. Guessing by the bedding and the fact this room alone feels like a blizzard came through here, I’m guessing these people aren’t that advanced… Sigh; just what did I get myself in now.’

Walking to the door Rubert opens the door to greet his “saviors”, but what he’ll find won’t be his regular crazy antics of his brother… it’ll be far worse. The second the door swung open is when all hell broke loose.

“Oh hey bro! Yeah finally awake, I want you meet my new friends,” said Joseph.

“Friends? What frie-” Rubert stared at the most peculiar site ever; sitting beside his brother was a pony wearing clothes, another pony was busy on a desk going through some paperwork as if it were working… and that’s not the weirdest part. Each pony had a strange unique symbol on their flank and their mane and tail were of bright colors that you wouldn’t find an equine. “Joseph… Why are there a pair of bright horses in clothes with you… and why is that one glaring at me with daggers?”

“Because I ain’t a horse, I’m a pony and I got a name!” said Cookie, getting off her seat. “And I got myself some questions about who you are and what your doing here.”

The second Smart Cookie spoke was the moment Rubert’s eye twitched. In a brilliant play of words, Rubert spoke the first word to best describe his current and rather odd predicament.

“Nope,” said Rubert, simply.

“Nope?” asked everyone.

“Nope means nope. Come on Joseph, we’re outta of here.”

Before Rubert could grab his brother, the pony sitting with him got in between him and his brother. The pony while seemingly harmless gave a serious almost threatening look, that temporarily shocked Rubert and even Cookie. The pony in question, puffed up her chest and spoke in a serious almost politician voice.

“My name is Chancellor Puddinghead; leader of the earth pony tribe and one of Equestria’s leaders. In the name of both my ancestors and this nation, you will not leave this house!” said Puddinghead.

“Now you listen-”

“NO, YOU LISTEN!” shouted Puddinghead.

Rubert stepped back from the sudden ferocity in the pony called Puddinghead’s tone of voice, that it made him quiet, but not afraid. “I don’t know what you two have been through, but Joseph isn’t somepony you can just boss around. Sure he can be of airhead and… destructive sometimes,” said Puddinghead, glancing at a corner of the room that was still smoking. “But so far, this short time with him has been… a really special experience for me. At a young age I had to live in a village under poverty, and this was way before the three tribes started hating each others guts. I became the leader of my ponies because I want to give generations ahead of us something they can look up to… a life of not poverty and depression… and live in peace.”

Rubert folded his arms but knew Puddinghead wasn’t done and let her continue her ranting. “I sacrificed my own happiness and freedom, but sometimes I have fears that one day I’ll make a mistake… a mistake I’ll never be able to take back. I’m always smiling and positive but I do it so everypony has no reason to worry… that everything is all right. Never once in my life… have I ever felt truly happy, that someone like Joseph would simply give up his time while he has friends that need him… That kind of trust in another pony… is something I doubt I can ever have; for I held my tribe together without a single time asking for help. I do have Cookie and I know she does her best to… but that kind of faith Joseph holds in his companions… is something I can never accomplish.”

“To my point, I am saying that Joseph willingly stayed here while holding the risk of possibly causing unwanted attention to himself. By looking at you and him I can tell you weren’t doing things under legal terms.” Rubert felt a drop of sweat slipping off his forehead, not daring to wipe it off. “But… I myself can say or judge what you’ve done… You have your reasons as much as why I allow your brother and you to stay.”

“So your saying you want something from us?” asked Rubert.

“In short… Yep,” said Puddinghead, grinning.

(The rest of the chapter was stopped in mid-production due to lack of creativity and sleep. Please come again later during business hours.)