Frank sat down as he began to unlock his computer. He was going to surprise his girlfriend, Ellie, with a video call. He smiled as a crazed Twilight Sparkle rubbed her hooves from behind his wallpaper. He fired up Google, clicked on the 3x3 dot waffle in the corner, and clicked on “Hangouts.”

Frank and Ellie never bothered to get each others’ numbers. They had always been contacting each other through Google Hangouts for the better part of 9 years, ever since they became friends in 5th grade. It wasn’t until a year ago that Ellie wanted to take a step further, and Frank agreed. And as such, Ellie loved to prank Frank. Always calling him to scare him, always coming up with a plethora of jokes to bombard his 3 AM skull with. Now it was time to pay it back.

He hovered his mouse over the button labelled as “Video Call.” The computer opened up a new window for the video call. And just as he was about to invite Ellie, something happened to his computer. It froze. Frank began to panic. Nonononono! My computer! He grabbed the back of his skull and began to murmur hurriedly, “No, this can’t be happening, I only got this computer last week, why is it freezing? Why?” Suddenly, purple wisps began to spill out of his monitor. Frank cocked an eyebrow and inhaled some of the discoloured smoke. He coughed, and a lavender smell began to emanate from his computer fan. All of a sudden, his computer blinked on. He felt a jolt of adrenaline as he began to pant, but slowly, as the video quality improved, he relaxed. He was staring face to face with a familiar lavender unicorn. Frank’s eyes widened until they looked like they were about to pop out of his skull, his mouth upturned into the biggest grin he could physically muster, and screamed, “Twilight!?”

Twilight cocked an eyebrow. “How the hay did you know my name?” Frank began to squeal like a pig. “What is wrong with you?” Twilight was extremely confused. Frank sat himself back down from bouncing around his room. “Sorry, you’re my favorite character in a show I watch.” Twilight’s already larger-than-life eyes widened. “A SHOW?!” Frank nodded. “Urgh.. I told Fluttershy to put her hidden cameras away…” Twilight mumbled. “So what do you need from me?” Frank queried.

“Well, um…” Twilight was visibly distracted. Frank felt awkward all of a sudden. “Well, what?” Frank asked, to fill the awkward silence. Twilight then became visibly distressed. Frank’s expression turned to one of concern. “Twilight, is everything okay?” Twilight finally sighed, and began her long recountanance of the events over the past several days.

“It started a week ago. A skelepony, an old mare’s tale creature, wandered out of a cave. The other five girls and I got rid of it, after it had injured us really bad. Soon, more came out of that same cave. We blasted them back inside the cave and sealed them in, thinking that was going to stop them. We were wrong. They kept coming. They’ve killed nopony. Just serious injuries here and there; a broken wing, a big cut; just because of some ponies who weren’t happy with ponies cutting through their yards. But those skeleponies just waddled right through Ponyville! And it doesn’t stop there. Wendigos are crawling out of that cave now. Many lost fillies have gone missing during the night due to screams only heard by them. The only reason we know this is because there was a wendigo inside Applejack’s barn last night, and only Applebloom heard its mimicking cry from who she claimed to be Applejack. She peeked inside and ran off, and we all woke up and took care of it, disposed of the body and now we’re all really tired. Is there any chance you could help?”

Frank shook in fear. “I’m not sure,” he lied. Frank was an expert at monster hunting. He’d been hunting demons ever since he was twelve. Twilight read these thoughts through a telepathy spell. “I know what you are, Frank, that’s why I asked you to help.” She smirked. “So then you know that I’m a Poe.” Frank queried darkly. “Twilight, nobody but my parents know this. How the ing do you know?” Twilight smiled menacingly. “I know more about you than you possibly know.” Frank gulped. That means she knew about his escapades to Tartarus even though the Poe Council had forbidden him. “Frank, I’m a Poe too. I’ve been hunting monsters ever since I met the girls. I just didn’t know it until then. I thought everypony knew that Chrysalis was a changeling. Not only did I have proof, but I knew what she was. I knew her danger. I just didn’t know who she was at that moment.” Frank acknowledged all of this with a few curt nods. “I understand, Twilight. I know where you’re coming from, being a Poe. I’m ready for the transport.”

Twilight smiled. “I knew you’d agree, whether I forced you to or not.” Frank felt his body slam into what felt like a brick wall as he squished against his computer screen, then slide through what he felt was ooze. He slowly turned his head to look back at his world one last time before he blacked out.

Author's Notes:

Please note, a Poe is a spinoff of a Grimm, a person who can see monsters and demons for what they really are. Just renamed...