Just another Pony.

Just another Pony chapter 15- Work is hard on the body.

Author's note: I'm starting to write chapters a bit differently now. When you see ***** it means a change of view AKA a change of character. Cheers! Also, here's some bad news for you readers. After chapter 16; I will be taking a break from writing for a couple days, a week AT MOST. I'm sorry, but my schedule is getting very hectic. I WILL be writing during the break, and will post a chapter when I get one done. Don't worry, I have up to chapter 26 planned, so Tybalt's story is NOT ending anytime soon!

I woke up with last night in mind. Thank god I was used to death; I was in a war after all. I just worry about Thunder. He was really changed when it happened. I hope this won't depress him. If I can take it, then so can he. I was exposed to death even as a small child; my town was raided when I was but 10 winters old. My dad was killed while defending my mother and I. My mother was killed along with my father, and I was a healthy male so they took me to their town. Later that same town was raided when I was 15 by British soldiers. I was finally taken back home. Then just 3 short years later I was drafted into the army. I must have been thinking to myself for a long time because the next thing I knew was the fact I was being hugged from behind. Even after what transpired, she still made me happy when she did that. I don't think a time will ever come where she can't cheer me up.

“Good morning Ty.”

“Good morning sunshine.”

“I love it when you say that.”

EWWW SAPPY MOMENTS.

Good to see you aren't traumatized.

You're going to need more than that to keep me down.

With that out of the way, we should really visit John and Apple Jack. I want to make sure he doesn't feel bad after the party.

Why would he feel bad? After he hit you, you just walked away. I'm sure he feels greeeeeaaat.

Aha. I'm sure. He's probably thrilled.

Now you're getting it!

I'm serious, we should get down there.

Alright.

“Hey Twi?”

“Yes?”

“I think that I should head down to Sweet Apple Acres in a few. Probably after work though. I need to make sure John doesn't feel bad.

“Alright, just be careful. I don't want a repeat of last night.”

“Don't worry, I'll be extra careful.”

I flew off to work.

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That stallion makes me worry too much. My life used to be carefree, then he got here. I could never be happier, but still. I'm also really worried about when he told me that humans bring violence wherever they go. Maybe I should visit Rarity. When Ty sets his mind to something he never stops, so I should probably be up all night again waiting for him. I just hope nopony else gets hurt....

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I flew off to work, ready for yet another day of flying. I can't believe how fun flying is! I really lucked out in getting a job as a weather Pegasus. Wait! SHIT! Forgot to see Butter Scotch! I got to get over to the Prancing Pony!

I arrived at the Prancing Pony to find Butter Scotch at the counter. I feel really bad because I said I would probably be back, but I got really sidetracked.

“Hello miss Scotch!”

“Oh! Hello there Tybalt!”

“S-Sorry I haven't been by. I got sidetracked on the day I said I would come. I hope you can forgive me.”

“I already had dear! Just come by whenever you need to! I'll always be here.”

She really IS nice. Now I'm going to work.

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After I had told Spike to write a letter, I decided to go to Rarity's for something to do. So far I was ahead in my studies (Like always!) so I always have some free time.

I arrived at the boutique in around 10 minutes of walking. To entertain myself, I had just looked around taking in all of the sights and sounds. I knocked on the door to which Rarity quickly answered.

“Oh hello darling! What brings you out here? Don't tell me its Tybalt related.”

“What? No, not at all! He's going to the farm today, and I'm ahead in my studies so I thought we could hang out?” It ended as more of a question than a statement.

“Terribly sorry darling, but I have 5 orders to fill out today. They're all extravagant dresses! Sorry darling, but my hooves are full today.”

“Oh. Don't worry about it Rarity. I guess that I'll just see you around then.”

“Bye! Tell Tybalt that I said hi! I haven't seen him in a while.” Yes, I remember. Ever since the party; which was just last night.

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Work is pretty boring so far. It seems I'm working with Dashie more and more right now, so that's a plus. It makes the day go by faster. At least I get to work with a friend. She came up to me and tried to strike up a conversation. I'm guessing she gets bored sometimes by the work too. Can't say I blame her. I don't know how long she's had this job. Don't get me wrong; it's a good job. It just gets repetitive at time like most jobs do.

“Hey Ty?”

“Yeah Dashie?”

“You know Apple Jack and John, right?”

“...Yeah, why?”

“You know that he isn't normally a violent pony -err- person, right?”

“Right. Humans have a way getting violent around other humans though.”

“What?”

“I said, humans can easily get violent with other humans around. I'm guessing he tried to assert his dominance. Maybe that's why he attacked me.”

“But still, you managed to kick his flank even after he hit you in the stomach and kicked you in the face! If you don't mind me asking; how did you get so tough?”

“Tough? No; I adapted. Conditions where I came from were rough. Before battle they put every soldier through something called 'training'. What I received in the first form of training was way more than what John could dish out.”

“What do you mean?”

“They taught us to be the best that we could be. They taught us how we could survive in almost any situation. I could easily lift things three times my size. To be honest, I've killed things that could snap John's neck with one hand.”

“Wow.”

“I'm sorry that I always depress you with stories of my old world. Earth was just that; my OLD world. I need to leave that behind and focus on my new life here.”

“Alright. Promise me something though?”

“Yes Dashie?”

“Don't stop being a bad flank anytime soon.”

“I'll try to not forget my training.”

We still had a good few hours (For once my conversation wasn't interrupted!) until we both got off work. I set off to the clouds again when I heard Dashie calling my name.

“Ty!” Uh oh, that sounded bad. Like, really bad.

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“Shut up you cunt! Who are you trying to call, your coltfriend?”

Dash was surrounded by the 3 jerks from the young fliers competition. It seemed that they were here for revenge. But why?

One of them had already grabbed Dash from behind, pinning her arms behind her back. It was not looking good for her.

“If he catches you guys.... It's over for you!”

“Yeah, that's a big IF Rainbow Crash!”

“I thought that nickname died at the best fliers competition!”

“Only for that day. We were just trying to get on your good side.”

“You're just lucky Tybalt isn't here....”

“Yeah? Just lucky, huh? Well, I bet if Cloud Chaser was here, He could beat your little 'Tybalt' with one hoof!”

“Cloud Chaser?”

“Yeah. You know 'im?”

“Yeah. That jerk is dead now.”

“And what the hell do you mean by that?”

“I mean what I said; He's dead. Tybalt just killed him yesterday.” It's a good thing Twilight told me.

“Oh really? We'll see about THAT.” He emphasized with a punch to her face and a kick to her stomach.

“So, what...were....you....saying....about....Cloud Chaser?” He emphasized nearly every word with a punch or kick. He even went as far to bite her on one occasion. Dash had a black eye and a bruised coat, the purple showing up easily against her blue coat. She was not going to cry though; she would not give them the satisfaction. She just hoped that Tybalt had heard her. She may have been tough, but not tough enough to take out 3 stallions. She knew that Tybalt could do it. He could probably do anything...

“Heh... You're in for it now.... Here he.... comes...” Dash was barely holding onto consciousness at this time.

“Here who comes?”

“GET AWAY FROM HER YOU FUCKERS.”

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I was boiling over once again. I could not stand it to see one of my best friends get hurt. Especially if it was Dashie. She was one pony I would not let anyone hurt and get away. I was NOT going to let these guys get away. Not to mention I saw one hit her without any mercy. He was probably going to die right here.

I stopped not 10 feet away from the lead one.

“And who the hell are you?”

“Tybalt. You get one chance. Explain yourself; either to me or to my hoof.” I held up my hoof to emphasize it.”

“Us? We're just beating up this whore” My eye twitched. “Who said that you killed Cloud Chaser. Is that true?”

“Yes. And I would do it ten times over. Now get away from her before somepony gets hurt.”

“You talking about yourself, little man?”

“Try me.”

“You asked for it. Get him boys.”

They were obviously scared. They were visually sweating and panting. They believed it when Dashie had told them I killed Cloud. These guys look weak; probably not much younger than Dashie was herself. The first two seemed hesitant to attack me, but quickly made up their minds when their leader yelled at them a little more.

The first two dashed at me. I had the perfect plan; one that these imbecile’s would easily fall for.

One of them grabbed me. The leader came up to me and said with a smug smile on his face, “Aww, is little Tybalt going to cry? I thought you were all big and bad!”

I nodded at Dashie. One she knew that said, 'Go, I got these idiots.' When she dashed off, the leader said, “Hey! Get her!”

“Oh no you won't.”

I burst out of the grip; making sure to knock the pony who had grabbed me out. He plummeted to the ground. With my luck, he probably will survive. The remaining two made a charge for me. I could feel every moment of the attack. Their energy; I knew how to fight these guys. I bucked one in the face; knocking him out cold too. The other one kept charging at me.

The buck had left me in an awkward position. It had me open to a full on punch from the brute. It hurt more than I had anticipated, but nothing major. I recovered quickly enough to get a hit on him. It was direct; but this guy was tougher than he looked. He took the blow and returned with vigor. I felt one of my ribs crack. It was NOT a good feeling. He also got me upside the face with a right hook which knocked the wind out of me. My wings involuntarily locked and and I found myself spiraling straight down.

I was 50 feet from the ground by my guess. Time seemed to slow down for me; to let me feel every second of my discomfort. I was falling...

40 feet from the ground....

25 feet....

20 feet....

I started to think to myself, how has my life changed? I now have a mare friend, and many friends who love me. All in 2 weeks. It was all about to end, in one fell swoop.

NO.

Thunder?

Yes it's me. Now you get off your sorry ass and beat that pony's ass! I thought you were a tough soldier, now act like it! Besides, it would get pretty lonely without you...

I found my second wind thanks to my second being. The other Pegasus was watching me with a smug smile. That smile quickly turned to a face of fear as my wings unfurled. I flapped for all I was worth, trying to get out of my stall.

I dashed towards my target, hitting him square in the chest with my head. It looked like he was at the end of his line, because he fell as soon as I made contact. I heard several satisfying cracks from his chest. I hope that hurt asshole. Now that that was done...

I saw Dashie flying off towards the tree house. I decided to go there to make sure that she was all right.

I (almost) literally crashed through the door. I saw Twi tending to Dashie. Apparently Dashie had too much pride to go to the hospital for this.

“Twi! Is she...”

“Don't worry; she's alright. Just some bruises and one of her nose was hurt pretty badly. She did pass out though. How did this happen?”

“I'm not really sure myself. Three stallions were punching on her, and I got them.”

“Where are they now?”

“Hell if I know, probably on the ground by now.”

“I take it you got them then?”

“Yeah.”

“Thanks Ty.”

“For what?”

“Who knows what those stallions would have done if you weren't there. I just wanted to thank you for saving Rainbow.”

“Any time. I would die for any of my friends.”

“I just hope that it doesn't come to that.”

“Well, I'm going to go to the farm now. I'll be back before sundown if everything goes my way.”

“Be really careful. OK Ty? I don't want to see another fight break out. You know what happened to John the last time you spoke to him.”

“Don't worry, I won't set him off if I can help it. I love you.”

“I love you too. Hurry back.”

“Aww, why can't I get any love?” It seems Dashie came to.

“Hey Dashie. Are you alright?”

“I am now thanks to you and Twi.”

“Oh, well you're a good friend Dashie.”

“Yaaaay~” She blacked out again after weakly saying yay.

“I'll be back soon Twi.”

“See you.”

I closed the door behind me and started my walk down the streets to the farm. We still had a fair few hours of sunlight yet, so I was in no hurry. I walked to the farm, taking in the sight of all the trees. Apple Jack and her family runs this entire farm? Damn. I remember Twi telling me it was just Apple Jack, John, Big Mac, and Granny Smith. I had a sense of foreboding as I was walking. I disregarded it though. No need to dwell on what happened today.

“Help!” I think that was Apple Jack's voice!

I galloped as quickly as I could to the farm. Near the farm in some trees I saw Apple Jack. She looked fine, thank goodness.

“Apple Jack, what's wrong?”

“It's John! He overworked hisself and collapsed! Ahm too weak to help him up...” She was really beating herself up. All that mattered was John right now though.

“Come on Apple Jack, you're really tough. Now show me where John is.”

“*sniff* He's thisaway!”

We ran for a good 5 minutes before coming up to a tree. She was right; John DID collapse. Uh oh, he doesn't look too good.

“Apple Jack!”

“Y-yes?”

“Help me get him onto my back?”

“W-wha? How in tarnation... Are ya gonna carry him?”

“That's the plan.”

“B-but there's no way in Celestia you could...”

“Just try me.”

Apple Jack and I loaded John onto my back. Apple Jack was really worrying that I was straining myself, I'm just glad she didn't know about today. She might have not let me try to carry him. I carried him (Hard to, considering how bulky he was.) all the way to the hospital. Apple Jack even offered to try to carry him her self. I was not letting that happen. Outside the hospital nurse Red Heart brought out a stretcher to help John inside.

“Ah have no idea how yah carried him.”

“Hard work.”

“Ah thought ya hated him though?”

“What made you say that?” I was not being sarcastic; I was genuinely surprised to hear this. Like I said, I could never 'hate' one of Twi's friends. John seemed like one of her friends too.

“Well, the party and all... Yah made it seem like ya hated him.”

“I could never 'hate' one of Twi's friends. Let's get inside to see how he is. May I ask how this happened?”

“Ah don't mind. He had been really tired all day, and ah tried to make him take the day off, but he wouldn't budge. He was really sore, not only from the party; but also because of a fight into he got over me.”

“That's one thing we both have in common.”

“What do ya mean?”

“We both fight for mares that we love.”

“...”

“Come on, let's see how he's doing.”