Chapter 3
“HOW COULD YOU!” with a gasp I awoke, my heart racing. I accidentally kicking Twi/Pinky she woke up slowly, looking around, her eye switching from purple to blue. “You still dreaming ab” I cut her off “Yes.” I hissed, “don’t talk about it, I still feel weird about what happened.” Looking back I found that the space of time was missing from when Fluttershy came in and I landed in Twilight and Pinkameinas’s room. What’s even weirder is that I think that I did something to Fluttershy which would explain why I’m constantly dreaming about her. Her eye went blue “If you ever want to tal”
“No, and even if I did I can’t remember anything anyways.” I said holding my head. Twi/Pinky rolled over to me, her eye going back to purple. “What do you remember?” glaring at her I decided that if I’m going to remember it, might as well talk through it. “Ok so I was in this big circular room and” her eye suddenly went to blue “OH OH! And there were four other Ponys and they were grey and brown! And there were streamers and a cake and presents. Right?” I just stared at her, then slowly shook my head. Her eye went back to purple. “ Let her finish.” “I was in this circular room when. . .” I told her about what had happened, about the rouge A.I. at that they wanted to know her name but, I couldn’t remember it. “Then {name here} came in. the rest is all a blur. I remember falling and landing on something hard, I’m guessing that was you.” She thought for a moment. Screwing up her eye. Then she looked up at me slowly. “Wa-Was its name Derpy?” I shook my head “Ok. . .what about GLaDOS?” I thought for a moment, “I think that’s what it was. Like I said I cant remember.” her eye went blue “Well I know somepony who might just be able to.” she paused for a moment. “She’s He-” but the lights cut off, the echo of an explosion could be dully heard.

*SSSSSSSSSH BOOM* “Damnit I missed.” cursed Sweetie Belle, well actually she didn’t miss. The floor panel had shifted slightly causing her to hit the wall above the two. The two being Apple Bloom and the test subject known as 58. She caught sight of her pink tail twisting around the corner as the smoke settled. She felt her flanks sliding back into place as she started to move. The problem with having guns on your legs is that you have to stand still, or else your likely to end up with shooting yourself. Sighing Sweetie Belle started forward at a light trot. She would find them eventually.

“Wha-wha-wha?” 58 stammered “I dun know wah she attacked us. Not very friendly like,if ya ask me.” Apple Bloom said looking behind the 58. Slowly she peeked around the corner and yelled “Hey! Sweetie Belle stop shooting at us!” a faint, *POP* could be heard followed by a defining screech that 58 knew all too well. Quickly AB ducked her head back around the corner just as the rocket roared past and hit the wall just to our left. “Ah take that as a no.” she muttered. As they ran into a dark room and crouched under a window. AB looked at 58 and said “Ok now look here.” He iris twisted into a tight dot. “When ah run to the left, ya’ll take yer’self and go right. All right?” 58 grabbed AB’s case. “B-but what about you?” AB looked away, “Now ya’ll don’t go aworrien ‘bout me, just keep going right and when you reach a big hole in the wall, just sit tight. One of my friends will find ya.” Then she quickly added “A better friend, not this ol’dog that I thought would put er differences aside for a moment.” 58 looked a little skeptical, she said “But what will you d-“ just then the glass exploded above them, “Come on out guys.” Said a tired voice “I’m starting to get bored with you two.” Quietly AB said “On the count of three, one. . .two. . .THREE!” At three she zipped along her rail to the door, 58 could see her shadow on the floor. “Ya’ll com’n get me.” Apple Bloom yelled. There was another screech as a second missile attempted to de-rail her. Quietly 58 counted to ten, then slowly edged to the doorway. Peeking out she saw that there was no one. Quickly she ran down the hall.