What You Know

    Ok, calm down, it can't be that bad. No, of course it's gonna be bad. Why the hell would she need to write a letter to Celestia for this if it wasn't a huge problem.

    As Twilight whispers what to write to Spike, his eyes dilate and you turn to look at Octavia to see how she is reacting. She looks nervous and is breathing fast as Spike burns the letter with his misty green fire, it disappears and Twilight turns to face you.

"Ok," Twilight begins to say with your name. "At this point, you should know we aren't in a good situation." No shit. "I'm trying to word this so that you don't panic."

"Well, come on tell me! I'm gonna die from anxiety if I wait any longer," you say impatiently.

"Ok! Ok!" She sucks in a deep breath. "You are being targeted, by a pony supremacy group."

"What?!?" You and Octavia both shout.

"Let me finish, then you can panic." What the hell? How can you not panic? This is the Klu Klux of Equestria and if they're willing to use violence on you like that shop owner, then who's to say they won't fucking seriously cripple or murder you?

"They go way back to before Nightmare Moon, when it was founded by a pony by the name of Crimson Burrows. He had fought during one of Equestria's only bloody wars against the Griffon, before they and Equestria became allies. During the war, Crimson was a great general who had won us many victories, but had lost all of his brothers. Since he was the youngest and only member of his family left he was called back home to Canterlot. When he arrived home he got a job leading the Canterlot Guard force and soon the war came to an end. However Crimson still held a huge grudge against the Griffon and when he ran for a position in Celestia's court they said he was biased and corrupt. Now, guess who beat him and took the spot. A griffon named Hirot. Well, this obviously upset Crimson and he knew how to work things to his will so, he had messages sent for all the ponies who had fought in this war and had become injured and or killed relatives. At first only about twenty-three or so met with him. The others were skeptical about Crimson's chances of making this work however, he proved them wrong when his group murdered Hirot in his house the middle of the night. They hung his body to a lamppost and all who were doubtful immediately joined. Griffon fled in fear as other former griffon veterans were murdered. If ponies and zebras tried to defend the griffon they would be targeted, especially zebras. Soon Crimson had a group numbered in thousands and soon after, they tried to rebel. Thankfully, it was unsuccessful and they were defeated and scattered across Equestria. Crimson Burrows hid here in Ponyville where no one knew his past and had a son named Red Streak. After Crimson was executed, Red Streak left Ponyville so its assumed these cultists carry on their legacy secretly and ancestors of Burrows are chosen to be the leaders."

"Fuck! That is just really too much. You mean I got a whole fucking cult after me! I'm gonna die," your breathing is already growing heavy and you are starting to feel lightheaded. You won't faint though because you don't want to look like a pussy in front of Octavia so you try to calm down.

"It'll be alright," Octavia says trying to reassure you. "Twilight has already alerted Princess Celestia and you're going to be under protection from the royal guar-"

    "But at what cost!" you shout. " I mean I'm putting lives at risk to protect me! I'm causing you all this trouble Octavia and you just got here! You shouldn't have deal with this. I think I'll just go. I'll leave Ponyville. It's not worth putting people at risk," you say now standing up from the couch you and Octavia were occupying.

Tears are starting to well up in her beautiful amethyst eyes as she looks away from you shielding her eyes. You can already hear a faint sniffling, and now you feel like an asshole. You sit down next to her and she pulls you into a hug.

"Please don't go. I've only known you for a day and a half, yet I already know so much about you. You are the first real friend I've made, and the others are just my acquaintances because when we work together I hardly ever went somewhere with them and you're just too good of a friend to lose,"she says looking up at you still holding you in a hug.

"Really, you shouldn't let them win like that," Twilight says with your name. "If you leave you're only going to let them win. I promise you that you'll be safe, and don’t worry about the guards. They’re constantly putting their lives at risk, it’s their job."

"You’re right Twilight." You wrap your arms around Octavia. "I'm sorry. I should have never said that it was stupid. You are a great person and I shouldn't leave, its just I worry about what's gonna happen to you and if you’re going to be alright."

"I'll be fine." She gives you a good squeeze and lets go.

"Ok Twilight, so how is this going to work out?" you ask.

    "Hmm.... I'm still not sure and I won't be. For now, just relax and do what you were going to do, and I'll let you know when the Princesses answer my letter, but be careful. Nothing should happen to you in the day, but I want you lock your doors at night and be safe."

"Got it. Let's go." You say standing up. Octavia's eyes are still a little red, and it bothers you. Why would she cry over you leaving? Sure, you had basically opened up and told nearly all of your life and who you are, but you've only known her for a day and a half.

"It was nice meeting you, Twilight," Octavia says.

"Nice to meet you too," she says as you two walk out the door.

"Please don't leave. I know what you were thinking. You thought I was overreacting, but you're really the only good friend I've made without being forced to work together in music."

"I don't want you worrying about me is all."

"So where do you want to go now?" she asks.

"Sorry, but I'd rather just go home. I've had enough for today."

    "Good, I was thinking the same thing," she says sighing with relief.

You both start on your way back home. You occasionally point out a pony or statue to tell Octavia something about it. As you make it to your door, you hold it open for her.

"I didn't know you were so chivalrous," she says playfully.

"There's a lot about me you don't know," you add.

"Like what?"

"The dark scares me sometimes and I've got more mojo than Austin Powers."  She giggles adorably at this.

"Well, the dark is scary sometimes and who's Austin Powers?"

"Movie character from my world," you say as you drop onto the couch. "Hey, can I hear you play that cee-lo thingy?"

"Its pronounced cello, and yes, you may."

"Yeah, yeah I know. Well, let's hear it," you say enthusiastically.

"Just give me a moment," she says walking upstairs and you can't help but glance at her butt. Once she's out of sight you look at your living room again. The light is seeping through the blinds and you glance at your watch noticing that it’s 3:47. You begin to recall your current situation.

"Wow, what are the odds?" you say to yourself. "Then again, look at yourself and the world you now call home."

"You say something?" Octavia asks walking down the stairs cautiously lugging a large case in her hand with her..

"No," you lie.

    She sets her case on the couch and walks toward the kitchen.

"Where are you going? Are you shy?" You tease.

"Tch no, I assure you I am quite confident in my skills. I need proper seating and this dining chair will work well," she answers while opening her case and checking her cello to make sure its ready.

"Then marinade me in your musical talent."

"Oh, shut up."

"What? You are shy. You told me so yourself," you add.

"Just shush it, and let me play already," she says as she sits with her cello and bow.

"Ok, bu-"

    She cuts you off as she begins to play in a rhythmic tone with her eyes closed. You listen closely as she slides her bow. It creates a beautiful low tune. You think you might recognize this song, it sounds like something Bach composed and with the similarities between your worlds, you wouldn't be surprised if there was a pony version of him.

Again, you find yourself staring and you know you like her. She's an amazing pony and you haven't heard your morals say anything since she's arrived.

    You aren't aware she has stopped and you are still gazing at her like an idiot. Fuck! What do you do now?! You can tell her she has some breakfast leftover on her face. No that won’t work. Oh! Her makeup is running. No, wait, she doesn't wear makeup. Now that you think about it nopony wears make-up, wait, yeah there's Rarity, and now you're getting off topic. Back to reality.

"Is there something on my face?"

"No! No. Sorry I just got a little carried away," You say blushing a little.

"In what," she asks innocently.

"I was just recalling my situation and thinking about what is go-,"

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!

    You both turn towards the door. "Mother of batman that was close," you whisper to yourself as you walk towards the door.

"What did you say?"

"I said, I wonder who it is. Maybe it’s Twilight."

"It’s the Ponyville Guard Force!"

"Nevermind."

    You open the door and are greeted by two tall stoic guards, one is a pegasus in white and the other is oddly an earth pony. The afternoon sun glistens off of their golden armor.

"Sir, we need you for questioning," the pegasus says.

"Uhmm ok. Can my friend come with me ? "

"Yes, but she has to wait in the lobby."

"Octavia!" You call.

"Yes?" She says walking outside.

"I'm being taken to the guard station for questioning. Wanna come?" Wow. You had never thought you would ever say those words. That's a weird ass question.

"Uhmm yes, but what are you being questioned for?"

"May I ask what I'm being questioned for?"

"An incident yesterday. A shop owner by the name of Mint Essence was assaulted and witnesses prime you as a suspect."

You aren't sure what prison is like in Ponyville, but if it’s anything like Earth you are already fearing losing your anal virginity

"Ok. Lets go."

    No use in trying to resist, after all you did go Mortal Kombat on his ass, but once you tell them it was self-defense you should be fine, plus you got a Princess on your side.

You and Octavia follow the guards in silence and catch a few glances from others as you walk through the market. You look around and it looks like Mint Essence doesn't have the balls to keep his shop in the same place, because it’s nowhere to be seen. Ha, what a bitch. Now you can't stop thinking that once they start questioning you and they see he started it he better run, Forrest, run.

    "We've arrived," the pegasus states. You look at the guard station, and see that it is two stories high and is made of brick with a shield above the entrance doors. You walk into the foyer and examine the room. It has one set of stairs on each side lined up against the wall that lead to the second floor which you assume is full of offices. Next to the walls are waiting chairs and a desk with a pile of papers and a cabinet drawer sits in the center beneath the stairway. There is a large door behind the desk and filing cabinets on each side.

"Ma'am, you're going to have to wait in the lobby," the earth pony says in a gruff voice.

"That's fine," Octavia says as she seats herself onto one of the waiting chairs and begins reading one of the latest gossip magazines.

    "Follow me," the earth pony says to you.

You follow them into the door behind the desk. It’s an office with a desk similar to the one in the foyer.

"Please take a seat," the pegasus says and you do. Now that you realized it, looks like an interrogation room from the movies.

"Hello," the pegasus says using your name. "I'm Officer Rapier, and this is my partner Officer Forge. We will now begin your session," Officer Rapier says.

You sit down and they turn off the lights except for the desk lamp. "Ok, where were you at on Friday at around 5:45 PM," Rapier asks.

    "Well I had just gotten off from work at Sweet Apple Acres-,"

The foyer door opens and another guard sticks his head through the side.

    "Sorry to interrupt, but we need one of you to assist us with some crazy bastard down by the city hall. He was doing something he called twerking, and it was fucking gross. If anyone even tries to stop him, he swings a bat at them," he says while gasping for breath. Ok. Nice to know Equestria has their fair share of tweekers and weirdos.

"Ughh, fuck. I'll go. After all you're better at this," Rapier says walking out the door with the other guard.

"Good luck," Forge says walking around the table standing beside you. He looks at you disapprovingly. Now you notice a scar over his right eye and his cold amber eyes stare into your soul. He looks about 40, but he looks like he can pack a punch.

"Look at you. Just cause you take down one of my men, you think you're some badass who can disregard my warning, eh?"

"Wh-what do you mean?" What the fuck is he talking about?

"You know I could be like one of those comic book villains and tell you who I am and what I do for a living besides this fuckery, but I bet you can find out in time. If you don't, maybe you can look for me and I’ll check the inside of your head for you..... personally. We'll keep you here for now until they can transfer you to a proper facility. So good luck in prison. Try and not get raped in the ass, because interrogation time has ended."

"You can't do this!" You shout standing up. Is this really happening? Of course it is really happening.

"Oh, that’s original. Allow me."

    Forge forces you up by the collar of your shirt. You try to headbutt him, but he jerks his head back and throws you back causing you to trip over the chair. Your head hits the ground hard and you feel a warm rush down your scalp. It feels like your head has been dipped in magma, and to add on your ankle had hooked onto the chair for a moment leaving a stinging sensation. You can see spots now and you feel like you’re floating off the ground. You're paralyzed and realize you are being carried over Forge's shoulder as he walks into a room to the right. It has a desk, pile of blank letters and a cell to the left wall. He unlocks the door and drops you onto the ground.

"Hey stripes, wake your ass up. Pretty soon you and your new friend can be bunk buddies protecting each other from anal rape." Forge closes and locks the door, then walks over to the desk. He picks up a pen and begins to scribble on the letter reading aloud.

    "My dear friends, the suspect is in fact guilty of assault against not only Mint Essence, but against an officer of Equestria," he says slowly and casually as he writes. Wow, this was fucked up. "Have him transferred as soon as possible. As for why I'm not here, I had family business to attend to. Sorry for such an inconvenience," he finishes as he puts down the pen and rolls up the letter. "Well that does it for me! I won't be seeing you soon, oh, and if you get out of prison alive you better watch that pretty lady of yours." He walks out the door and everything begins to blur as you fade into darkness.

All you see is black.

    Your ankle and head still hurts and you can hear things off in the distance. Gradually your vision begins recuperate. The light hurts your eyes and you can't get the song "Take On Me" out of your head for some reason. That really doesn't match how you feel.

You try to sit up but a splitting headache tells you otherwise. As you look around the cell and the room through the bars you see Octavia and Roseluck sleeping in their chairs. You glance at your watch it reads 4:11 AM.

"Shit," you mutter to yourself.

    "Truer words have never been spoken, my friend."

You turn to the bench against the cell wall to see a zebra, he's tall and has green eyes. He's wearing a shirt that probably used to be white, but got rolled in dirt or something along those lines, it’s tore down the collar. He’s wearing a regular pair of jeans. He has two bandaged fingers and a bruise on his left cheek.

"I'm Draco, I was put into this shit today for double assault just like you and didn't do it just like you. Those pricks the Equine Superlatives just resurfaced recently and looks like they decided we were the best targets."

"He did the same to you?" You ask also telling him your name.

"Hell yes! He even wrote fake notes on how I answered the questions. No doubt you got the same treatment."

"Shit, how are we gonna get out of this? You mean you guys don't have any cameras?"

"What's Camry?" Once again you forgot, no advanced technology.

"Nevermind. So basically we are fucked over worse than Corvo Attano."

"You are one strange man, I like that. And yes, we're fucked, that is unless you know a Princess," he chuckles. "With those two beautiful mares you got, I take it that you’re a player."

"Ha, no. That one is Roseluck," you say pointing towards her, "and that pretty one, don't tell her I said that, is Octavia. She’s my roommate, and apparently we are really close friends even though we've only know each other for a day. We are friends like Biz Markie says."

"Yeah, I understand how that feels. I'm guessing you friendzoned yourself?"

"Ugh, don't remind me."

    He doubles over with laughter and is cut off by painful wheezing and coughing. You roll your eyes. You hear someone shuffling and look at the waiting chairs. Roseluck is moaning wiping drool from her lip.

"Wazzat?" She looks at you and her eyes grow wide. "Fuck! Are you alright? What the hell happened?" she asks and begins to shake Octavia waking her up.

    "He's my man," she mumbles shaking from Roseluck’s grip. Roseluck giggles and shakes Octavia again clearly amused.

"Octavia, wake up! He's finally awake. Say goodbye to whoever it is you're dreaming about."

Octavia begins to open her eyes and blushes slightly aware about what she said. "What happened?"

"Tell you when we get this sorted out. Right now, I know its late but can you go get Twilight for me?"

"Sure."

"I'll go with her." Roseluck added in.

"Ok, and this is my new friend Draco," you say pointing towards him.

"The pleasure's all mine," he says winking and pointing towards Roseluck, who rolls her eyes.

"Don't mind him, he's just fucking around," you say.

"Says the one with weird ass analogies," he replies.

"Yeah, well we'll be back in about 15 minutes. Have fun with your new friend," Octavia says following Roseluck out the door.

"Ok thanks," you say swiveling towards Draco. "Looks like its just you and me pal."

"Don't worry I won't try to get with you as long as you don't seduce me," he says with a chuckle.

"You're kidding. Right?"