My Little Hero

The morning dew dripped lazily from the treetops, and the song birds chirped happily from their nest. Little critters ran this way and that way busily doing what they do best, scurrying about. It was a normal day in the plains of Equestria.

At least one would think it was…

In the river, not too far from the Everfree Forest, was a brown furred figure, its lower body submerged while its upper body rested on the rocky gravel.  He was, for the being was most certainly  a male, unconscious. His body was covered with cuts and bruises, a trail of blood had trickled down his forehead, drying in the heat of the sun to cake his fur in and red nasty mess. He had been dressed in a black no-sleeve shirt, with tan pants, both of which looked no better than their owner, being torn and tattered to the point of disrepair.  All and all, the poor being had looked as though he had been through the gates of Tartarus and back again.

It was then that one would hear a cheerful little ditty coming not too far away from the strange being. The voice in itself belonged to a pink maned pony with butter-yellow fur.  She had been trudging a cart full of clothes, having just washed them not to long ago up river.  It only took a quick look for her to see the strange creature and for her to just as quickly dive in a nearby patch of bushes.  They shook violently as her eyes peered from an opening she had made. They blinked twice before, trying to register what it was that she was looking at. After about five minuets she would pop her head out to see if she could get a better look at the being.  To her surprise she could see that not only was it not moving but it seem to have been hurt somehow.  Or possibly worse…

“Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness!” She stammered, quickly moving toward the creature. “What do I do!?”

She quickly wrapped her fore hooves under his arms, and slowly began to pull the rest of his body out of the water, praying to the heaves above that she was not causing more damage to the poor creature. It took about a full five minutes to finish her task.

The shy little pony twisted him so that he could face upwards, and despite the urgency of the situation, she could not help but study and be amazed by the look of the strange creature’s face.

The same brown hair covered his face, along with what she had suspected was his hair. Despite the blood that had caked part of his face she could tell that he looked feline in origin, complete with a pink button nose and a cute little muzzle.

She pressed her ear against his mouth.

Nothing…

“Oh my! Ok! Ok! Ah…”

She closed her eyes, breathed in deeply, and lowered herself, pressing her lips against his own, letting her breath fill his lungs.  After she did so she would raise up and begin pressing down on his chest with her fore hooves repeatedly.

He didn’t stir…

“C-Come on Fluttershy! You can do this!” She said quietly to herself, trying to give herself a boost of confidence.

She repeated her past actions, ending with her once again pressing her hooves into his chest.

Nothing again…

“Please…for me…” She said as tears began to form at the corner of her eyes.

She did it once more.

*Cough Cough*

When the creature coughed she almost squealed with delight, but quickly corrected herself. “No time for praising yourself Fluttershy! He’s not out of the woods yet!

She ran to her cart and dumped the contents out there of.  She quickly pulled it to where the creature was and quickly (but not too much so) loaded the poor thing onto the cart. She then began a fast yet careful trek to her little cottage on the hill.

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“BURRRRRPPPPPP!!”

“SPIKE!”

Twilight Sparkle glared at her assistant with a judging look in her eyes. The one she was looking at, a little purple and green dragon. He turned around and raised an eyebrow to her, cookie crumbs clinging to the baby dragon’s mouth.

“What?”

The purple unicorn rolled her eyes and turned to face a pink cotton candy maned pony with a bright smile on her face. “Sorry Pinkie. You were saying?”

“Oh I was just telling you my Pinkie Sense was going off like crazy yesterday.” She said in a sing-song voice.

“Is that so…” Twilight still didn’t know what triggered her so called ‘Pinkie Sense’ and that in itself, had always baffled.  For a pony to just…know…when something was going to happen with out the use of magic…it was so strange.  But she accepted it none the less so why dwell too much on it and saying what everypony eles did. "Pinkie Pie is just being Pinkie Pie."

“Yes-sir-ree!” Pinkie said, pulling the purple mare from her thoughts.

“So…what did it say…your ‘Pinkie Sense?'”

“I have no Ideal.”

“What?” Twilight deadpanned.

“Usually I would know, but this time I don’t. I’ve never not know before. WAIT! There was that time that I had pinkie sense and I didn’t know what it meant or what it was for. Though at the end of the day that Particular Pinkie Sense was for you when you told me that you believed in my Pinkie Sense.  And I was all like ‘Say whaaaaa~’ and you where all like ‘Mhm!’ And I was all like, ‘Your kidding.’  And you were all like, ‘No way!’ and I was all like, ‘Yay!’ And you were all like-“

“Pinkie!!”

“Yes?”

“We get it…”

He blinked a few times before smiling brightly at Twilight. “Okie-Dokie-Lokie!”

IT was then that Spike chimed in. “So Pinkie…Are you saying that you don’t know what your Pinkie Sense is telling you…just like that last time?”

“Yep-a-roony!”

“Well whatever it was, it might have to do what that serge of energy I’ve felt last night…” Twilight said, more to herself than to anypony else.

Spike looked upwards thinking back to last night.

*FLASHBACK*

Spike was busily sleeping in his bed, dreaming a peaceful dream about ice cream and cake, when he was pulled from his dream by a frantic looking Twilight. Her hair was a mess and bags where under her eyes.  All and all, she was not the first thing he wanted to wake up to in the middle of the night.

“SPIKE! TAKE A LETTER!” She yelled running to her table to pull out  an ink pin and paper. She roughly levitated it to her assistant, who caught it with much distaste.

“Take a letter? But Twilight, it’s not even light outside…I doubt the princess is even up right now…” He said, stiffening a yawn as he did so.

“This is urgent Spike!  I was looking up into the sky with my telescope when I noticed some bright light.  Normally I thought that this was a new galaxy being formed but upon closer inspecting I noticed it was getting closer and closer to the ground, it hovered above the Everfree Forest for a bit before some…energy shot out of it. It made my horn glow like crazy when it did so! I need you to contact the princess now! I have to tell her about it!.”

“Are you sure you’re not just sleep deprived Twilight?” Spike said, giving her a glare.

She got close to him, her nose touching his own. He could clearly see the derange look in her eyes as she stared deep into the poor Dragon’s Soul. “Spike…dear…Please. Write. The letter…” She said in a disturbingly calm voice.

Spike gulped before putting ink to the paper.

*END FLASHBACK*

Spike grimaced as he remembered the way Twilight looked last night. He was sure to have nightmares.

“Spike? Did you hear me?”

He looked over to see Twilight looking at him. “Ah…Sorry Twi…I was…ah…thinking?”

“Well pay attention spike, I told you that we need to get over to Rarity’s.”

His head perked up at his crush’s name. “Wait? Why?”

“If I felt it, maybe other unicorns have as well. What better place to start then with her.” She said matter-of-factly. She turned and made her way toward the door.

“Hey! Wait up!” Spike called out, following after her. He then came back and grabbed a plate full of cookies before leaving again.  “Later Pinks!”

“Later Spike. See ya Twilight.” She smiled and waved a hoof at them as they left, and even some time afterward. After a few seconds she would look at the door and then call out . “HEEEEYY! You forgot to pay!!”

******

Flutter shy came out of the wash room, covered in a power blue robe. She made her way downstairs and trotted over to the sofa where she had placed the creature just minutes before. She had dressed and cleaned his wounds (Much to her embarrassment when she found out what exactly his pants had hidden from her view. It also proved that she was right about him being a boy.) and had covered him with a thick blanket.  Despite the scare he had given her at the river he was basically alright. His cuts weren’t as deep as she had first thought which meant that he was not in danger of getting an infection.

She placed a hoof of his forehead for what seemed like the twentieth time in less then an hour. “Good…no fever…” She said, sighing lightly to herself. She sat down on her hunches, as she began to bursh her hair. “You gave me quite the scare back there. I’m glad your alright.”

He just lay there, breathing lightly.

She looked his way for a second before turning away from him again. “Just what are you anyway? I’ve never seen an animal quite like you before. You’re too tall to be a cat…at least not a normal one. Maybe your some kind of abnormal breed that resides in the Everfree Forest.”

He gently began to stir in his dream like state, though his eyes remained close.

“I hope it’s ok if I say this, but your fur is such a lovely shade of brown. It went so well with your outfit. To bad its looks ruined.” She looked up into the sky as a thought crossed her mind. “I wonder who made it for you. I could certainly see why you would need it though…Sorry about that by the way…”

She looked to her right to see the creature looking over at her, soft brown eyes stareing straight at the shy little pony. They were brown, only a shade lighter than his fur. They were the type of brown one would see in the begging of autumn just as the trees were begging to turn.

The two stared at each other for the longest of times, their eyes never wavering, never blinking. One would be able to cut a knife into the tension that now surrounded Fluttershy’s home. The creature slowly began to sit up after a while, a bit of pain etched on his face as he did so. Fluttershy tensed up at this, her body now in the fight or flight position. She had opened her mouth to speak but before she could he had beaten her to the punch.

“Hello?”

All senses in Fluttershy’s brain instantly shut off then and there, and she fainted without a moment’s notice.