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The Universal Halloween Spook-tacular Magic Special

Well this is odd…I thought I would have known sooner after all these years, but it turns out I was oblivious to it. Pretty much saying, there is no Nightmare Night here. Instead it’s just called Halloween. Why no Nightmare Night in this universe, I don’t know.

Anyways, let’s begin what happened as I write this down in my journal…I’m lonely aren’t I? Well, where should I begin…yes…I know. What happened last week, it was Halloween night and the trick or treating was about to begin. I was in my home in Stalia, and Wolf and I were getting our costumes on and I was in the living room.

I was going as a cowboy…cowpony...whatever…because it was the easiest thing to put on and I was too lazy to do anything else. All I did was take off my satchel and kept my black cowboy hat on and I put on some other gear like a gun holster and a vest and shit.

You know…to make it look like a cowboy...cowpony, whatever. I was standing in front of a mirror, trying to make sure I was looking alright. Then Wolf came walking by in his costume which was supposed to be a ghost of some kind. Instead it looked like he was part of the KKK. He had two holes cut out for his eyes and a little pointy thing at the top.

When he came walking by, he said to me, “Hey Knight, why are we going out on Halloween night?”

I then said while I was still looking in the mirror, “We’re going trick or treating, that’s why. If you don’t want to go, that’s fine, just please make sure to not fuck up the place.”

Wolf then said, “Yeah, I know that, and I’m coming along in case you see some sweet mare ass. But…don’t you think you guys are a bit…you know…old to go out and begging for candy from old ponies?”

I then turned around and gave him a tired look, that tired look that if you were to see my eyes, you know that I wasn’t in the mood.

I said to Wolf while staring at his ghost costume that looked like the KKK, “I know wolf...and honestly ever since we got to Stalia…I just don’t care anymore. I just…I just don’t care anymore. So now we’re just going to roll with whatever happens. And right now the others want to go trick or treating for some reason.”

Wolf then asked me, “Yeah, but why though?”

I then said to Wolf as I went back looking in the mirror, “God only knows Wolf. God only knows. Hey, you think I look alright in this cowboy outfit?”

Wolf then squinted his eyes for a bit and took a good long look at me, but he then said to me, “Yeah...but you’re missing something. What are you missing…OH YEAH! YOU NEED YOUR HAT!”

I then looked at my hat and I then had wide eyes and had felt stupid because Wolf pointed out the obvious.

I then said out loud as I used my magic to remove my black cowboy hat, “Oh yeah. Thanks for pointing that out.”

I then replaced my black cowboy hat with a brown cowboy hat that came with the costume that I got from the costume store…and when I mean costume store I mean from a crack dealer. He was selling it for twenty bits less than the store; he had a good deal alright. No one can resist his deals.

But anyways, I then turned around with a confident smile on my face and I then asked Wolf one more time, “So...how does it look now?”

Wolf then said, assumingly with a smile under his costume, “Perfect!”

I then said to Wolf, “Great! Now while we’re gone, make sure to put the bowl of candy out.”

Wolf then started walking to the kitchen and as he was doing so, I asked him, “Say Wolf, I noticed a lot of empty candy wrappers are in the garbage can…you didn’t do anything to the candy, did you?”

Wolf then said to me, “No.”

He said it quickly to so it was sort of like…he was guilty of it but yet at the same time maybe he was just on crack that he got from the crack dealer that sold me the costume, but you never know though.

I then said to Wolf, “Are you sure about that Wolf?”

Wolf then said to me, “I told you No! God…get off my back already you cowboy wearing faggot.”

I then gave a slight sigh and then said to Wolf “Look, I just want to make sure you didn’t put anything in the candy that will fuck up the kids. Because the last thing I need right now is dead kid’s ghost haunting me tonight.”

Wolf then finally said to me, “Look, everything is going to be fine and there’s nothing in the candy at all.”

Wolf then said under his breath and I didn’t notice at the time, “except for the razor blades that I put in the candy to fuck with the kids…”

I then at the time heard Wolf say something, but I was unsure of that and I then asked Wolf, “You said something Wolf?”

Wolf then quickly and urgently said to me, “I said nothing…I SAID NOTHING DAMN IT…GET THE FUCK OFF MY BACK!!!”

Wolf had thrown shit off the kitchen counter like the toaster and shit as he said those last words and yelled it at me.

He then calmed down quickly and he then said to me, “I’m going upstairs for a while...”

I then rolled my eyes and I said to him, “Whatever.”

Wolf then proceeded to go upstairs as I stood by the door waiting for my friends to come on by to go Trick or Treating.

As Wolf went up the stairs and doing…something...he yelled from all the way upstairs, “HEY KNIGHT!? HOW COME TK ISN’T COMING WITH US!? HE WOULD BE PERFECT TO SCARE THE KIDS!”

I then yelled out loud to Wolf, “I told you before Wolf! This is our Halloween Special and if we bring him into it, then we’re going to go on a complicated and complex adventure that would more than likely involve demons and going through the seven levels of hell or something! So for the sake of this special, we just lied to him and said that we were going to be busy getting high all day! And he then gave a grunt and I’m pretty sure he thinks we’re retarded! In fact I’m pretty sure he always seen us as retarded! Anyways what the fuck are you doing up there! We’ve got to get this Halloween Special underway so we can get it over with!”

Wolf then said as I heard a lot of noises coming up there…and some of those noises were seal noises as well, “I WON’T BE LONG…JUST GIVE ME A MINUTE GOD DAMN IT!”

Then from what seemed like out of nowhere, the doorbell ringed.

I then turned around quickly and said under my breath, “Well it’s show time I guess.”

I then put on a little smile on my face and I then opened the door and was greeted to see all of my ‘friends’ in front of the door and in their costumes while holding a small bag for candy. However, it was a bit weird. Something about their costumes, didn’t feel right when you looked at them for the first time. Neon looked like he was in a poorly made zombie costume. Mac was barely in anything.

Forrest…well who the fuck cares about Forest. He’s a loser, a shmuck, a faggot. He’s a maroon…no one gives a flying fuck about Forest. Although we do thank him for being our personal punching bag, he has a heart of gold don’t you know. Anyways, Arrell’s was a bit off and Jack…well let me tell you, I couldn’t tell JACK of what he was wearing…get it…his name is Classy Jack and his costume was Jack anything…you could...could barely tell anything…SHUT UP…I know…it was terrible…Wolf reminds me of it every day and shit.

Anyways, where was I? Oh yeah, the costumes. Well I looked at the guys with still a smile on my face and asked them, “So your guys’ costumes…look…dandy?”

Neon then said out loud as he flared his arms up and sort of went crossed eyed, “Thanks! I made it myself!”

I then took a closer look at Neon’s costume and thought it would be slightly polite of me to ask him about his costume…well that and I was a bit curious about it too, you know...it looked off to me.

So I asked Neon, “So Neon…are you supposed to be a zombie or something or…”

Neon then cut me off and then said to me out loud, “I’m Mr. Twinkle from three blocks down! I knocked on his door and when he opened it, I kept him quiet by singing him a lullaby with my knife! And then I skinned him alive! Neat costume idea…huh Knight!?”

So basically saying, it all started to become clear to me that it wasn’t a costume that Neon was wearing, it was the skin of one of local ponies in town. And I started to realize all the blood that was dripping from Neon’s ‘costume’ and it looked like he poorly put the costume on. At this point I’m not even shocked anymore, I’ve become desynthesized to Neon’s ways so this isn’t new…although it still makes me question why Neon does what he does, but…the world may never know...you know?

Anyways, after Neon pretty much yelled as loud as he could it felt like, Mac butted in and said to everyone, “Pfft, you call that a costume Neon? Now this costume is a costume! If it wasn’t for me telling it to you guys, you wouldn’t able to tell it was me.”

We then all stared at Macs costume and it wasn’t much to look at it. All it was basically was a bunch of paper taped to his body with the word “APPLE” written on it. From the top of his head to his hooves, it was just a blank piece of paper that was white with the word “APPLE” written on it…that’s it.

So obviously we looked at him funny, well except for Neon that is…he stared crossed-eye into the distance somewhere, probably into the 5th dimension or something. And Mac, he had his eyes closed with a huge smile on his face, as if he had a great deal of confidence within him about his costume.

Then he opened his left eye and then noticed that we were all staring at him and he then started to be a bit confused and asked as he fully opened his eyes, “What? Are you guys confused or something? IS APPLEJACK NEAR! I’LL KILL THAT BITCH!”

Arrell then pointed out to Mac, “No it’s your costume. How do we say this to you? It fucking sucks.”

I then said to Mac, “Yeah, it looks like it sucks the Chrome off of a 57’ Chevy Bumper.”

Mac then started to get a bit annoyed as his expression on his face turned from confident to sour and he then said to us all, “Well your costumes sucks too!”

Jack then said, “No it doesn’t. Yours does. You faggot.”

Mac couldn’t help but have an even more annoyed face as his mouth showed it by almost saying the word ‘fuck.’

But Mac then oddly enough cooled down and he then had a weird grin on his face and he then gave a little chuckle and said in his usual southern accent, “Well, you may be thinking that now. But just you wait until later tonight and I’ll show you what this bad boy of a costume can do. You’ll want to take those words back into yours mouths.”

And then there was few seconds of silence until Jack said to Mac, “Yeah…well you’re still a faggot.”

Mac looked more annoyed with Jack saying that to him, but he didn’t say another word.

Mostly because Forest then spoke up with a smile and said, “Yeah, well I’m going as a Vampire! Like my costume?”

We then all looked at Forrest and stared at him in silence for a few seconds and then Jack spoke up and said to Mac, “I take that back. Forrest, you’re the faggot now. Faggot.”

Forrest then had his smile turn to a disappointing frown and said to us, “Come on guys, it isn’t that bad. I know the stitching might be a bit off and the colors are a bit off and…oh…right.”

I then said to Forrest to comfort him, “Look, Forrest, if it’s worth anything to you, I think your costume actually looks alright and it doesn’t make you look like a faggot.”

Forrest then looked at me and gave a small smile, as if he had hope once more…but then I took that hope and crushed it and said to him after a few seconds of silence, “But it does make you look gay though. And I’m not talking about the homosexual kind either…”

Forest then just looked down towards the ground in silence, hanging his head in pure and utter shame. But to be fair he is the punching bag so…he deserved it. If I could right now…I would spit on him.

But anyways, I then looked at Arrell’s costume and told him, “But Arrell’s costume here…it doesn’t make him look gay. It makes him look like…a pervert of some kind…that wants to breed with animals…I think…or is it some kind of sex thing?”

Arrell’s costume was basically a werewolf costume. His whole entire body was covered up except for a big hole in the mouth area for him to poke his face out. It was…kind of weird…like a furry thing or something. Who knows…maybe Arrell was a furry. And maybe being a furry was a thing in this universe, considering Nightmare Night is called Halloween here.

Oh well though, Arrell responded to my comment with, “Look, this is my costume for Halloween. I know it looks a little bit off to you guys, but just so you know…I only rape my bunnies when I experiment on them three times a year…wait..I take that back…four times a year. Except for Asshat…mostly because lately he’s been naughty lately…and I don’t mean the arousal kind either. So I had to punish him BECAUSE THAT LITTLE SON OF A WHITE BITCH CAN KISS MY FUCKING ASS IF HE THINKS MY EATING PUDDING IS A GOOD IDEA! Sorry…just...needed to get that out. Sometimes my animals…need to be punished…if you know what I mean”

I then said to Arrell, “We get it Arrell; you do weird things to animals. It’s not a secret alright.”

Arrell then asked me, “Yeah…well have you been in my shed?”

I then thought about it for a quick second and then said to Arrell with a bit of hesitation in my voice, “Uhhh…no?”

Arrell then said to me with a suspicious look in his eyes that looked like he was pissed, “Good…because if I find you or anyone else here sneaking into my shed…I’M GOING TO probably give you a slap across the face…stay the fuck out of my shed.”

Jack then said , “Well I don’t know about you guys, but as you can clearly see, I am ready to go out for some good ol’ fashioned trick or treating tonight. So how about we move this show on the road…huh? The night is not going to last forever you know…and I want to “hit” as many houses as possible, if you know what I mean.”

We all looked at Jack’s costume and he pretty much looked like a greaser from the 1950’s. He had a black leather jacket on, with a white shirt underneath. He also had a pair of sunglasses, the kind that you can see your reflection in as well as having his black mane pulled backwards so it makes it look slick. Pretty much saying it looked like he put hair gel in his mane. And of course in his hooves he was carrying a lead pipe.

It was an odd costume to say the least and certainly an odd choice to choose for Halloween but I had to ask Jack, “Why that costume there Classy Jack?”

Jack then told me, “I’m sure you know the answer by now Knight. So can we get moving? I want to go and start smashing some heads in…pumpkin heads…I want to start smashing some pumpkin heads.”

Jack then looked around and looked like he was double checking his surroundings and he then said, “Ok I want to smash some skulls in…of course you know...if they don’t give us any treats that is.”

I then rolled my eyes and pretty much figured that’s how jack was going to be. He was the asshole after all.

So I then turned my head and yelled as loud as I could towards the upstairs, “HEY WOLF! GET YOUR FUCKING ASS DOWN EHRE, WE’RE ABOUT TO GO!”

Wolf then yelled back towards me, “HOLD ON, I’M COMING! JUST GIVE ME A MINUTE!”

I then yelled back at Wolf, “YOU DON’T HAVE A DAMN FUCKING MINUTE! THE GUYS ARE HERE AND IT’S TIME TO GO FUCKING TRICK OR TREATING YOU SON OF A BITCH!”

Arrell then put his hoof on my shoulder and I looked down, caught a bit off guard by it and he said to me with a calm tone, “Let me handle this Knight. I’m great with animals and I think I can convince him to come down.”

I then took a slight step to the right and said, “Suit yourself.”

Arrell, with a big smile then took two steps forward into my home and pointed his head towards the stairs and he then said to Wolf with a kind and sweet voice like Fluttershy, “GET YOUR FUCKING WOODEN ASS DOWN RIGHT NOW BEFORE I COME UP THEIR AND KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS!”

Wolf then yelled back, “OH YOU WANT TO SPEAK THAT WAY TO ME ARRELL!? IS THAT HOW YOU’RE GOING TO TALK TO ME!? BECAUSE WE CAN GO BRO! WE CAN GO RIGHT WHEN I’M FINISHED!”

Arrell then said sweetly, “OH I’LL KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS WHEN YOU GET DOWN HERE! I’L KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS OUTSIDE WHERE EVERYPONY ELSE CAN FUCKING SEE! AND WHEN THEY SEE ME KICKING YOUR FUCKING ASS, THEY’RE GOING TO BE THINKING YOU’RE SOME KIND OF PUSSY WHIPPED WOODEN BITCH THAT CAN’T KEEP HIS DICK ON STRAIGHT!”

Wolf then yelled back, “NOT IF I KICK YOUR FUCKING ASS BITCH! I’LL MAKE SURE ALL YOUR ANIMAL FRIENDS WATCH TOO AND SHOW THEM THAT I’M THE DOMINATE ONE AND I’LL MAKE YOU MY FUCKING BITCH! I’LL SHOW THEM THAT I’M TOP DOG, THAT I’M THE MOTHER FUCKING ALPHA AND THAT YOU’LL BE IN THE LOWEST RANKING IN THE PACK… GOT THAT YOU TWO TIMING PIECE OF SHIT!?”

Arrell then kindly said with a gentle voice, “OH I KNOW YOU DIDN’T JUST SAY THAT TO ME! I’M COMING UP THERE RIGHT NOW! SO GET FUCKING READY FOR ME TO RIP YOU A NEW FUCKING ASSHOLE RIGHT NOW! BECAUSE WHEN I’M DONE WITH YOU, YOU’RE GOING TO BE BURNING ALIVE MOTHER FUCKER! I’LL BE USING YOU AS FIREWOOD BY CHRISTMAS TIME FOR MY FUCKING FIREPLACE!”

Wolf then yelled back towards Arrell, “OH YOU JUST TRY ME YOU MOTHER FUCKER! JUST TRY ME RIGHT FUCKING NOW! I DARE YOU! I FUCKING DOUBLE DOG DARE YOU PIECE OF PONY GARBAGE!”

Arrell then said in a gentle tone while putting on his angry face, “THAT’S IT! I’M COMING UP TO KICK YOUR ASS!”

And so Arrell went straight ahead and charged up the steps as quick as a bunny! His hooves stomped on the stairs as you could hear him step on the second floor…and then nothing. There was only silence for a few seconds. And after a few seconds had gone by, Arrell then calmly walked down the steps with a neutral look on his face.

That kind of face that said that he was kind of confused. That kind of confusion as to where do babies come from…and then you find out where they come from and become horrified. Your parents always told you that you came from the mayo jar…but once the truth is revealed…you’re left shocked and appalled.

You don’t even know what’s real anymore. So all you can do as a kid…is grab the rope…put it around your neck…tie it up on the ceiling fan in your room…and pretend that you’re superman…yeah…that kind of confusion.

Well once Arrell came down the steps calmly, he then walked towards us, but specifically looked at me in my eyes and he then calmly asked me in a relaxed state, “Does...Wolf always do that up there?”

I then said to Arrell, “I try not to think about it and let him do his thing.”

Arrell then said back to me, “Huh…well I thought I was the fucked up one when it came to animals…but what I saw up there…you know let just pretend that I didn’t see what I saw.”

I then said to Arrell, “I’ll loan you some weed later so after you smoke it, you’ll just think you saw it when you were high.”

Then all of a sudden, we heard footsteps…paw steps…whatever…came from the stairs and Wolf came down the stairs and I feel like he had a smile under that ghost like costume.

He then said in a happy tone, “Alright, I’m all done…I’m ready to go. Let me just get the bowl of candy for the kiddies to take and probably cut their mouths after finding razor blades in it and we can go.”

Arrell then just stared at Wolf for a few seconds and Wolf pretty much knew why and Wolf just said to Arrell, “You know what you saw up there.”

Arrell then said to Wolf, “I want to keep you in my shed.”

Wolf then said, “Get in line then, well let’s go then and stalk some kids shall we?”

And so Wolf went ahead and got the bowl of candy and put it near the front door and we were on our way to trick or treating for the night. And when we went out, it was a busy Halloween night.

It seemed like everypony was out…well...kids that was. For the adults, they were still in costumes. The mares wore mostly the sexy version of most costumes, like sexy clown, sexy nurse, sexy witch, sexy blender, sexy sandwich, sexy table, sexy rock, sexy ghost, sexy pancake, sexy water, sexy water glass, sexy wine glass, sexy candy bar, sexy chicken, sexy scootaloo, sexy bleach, you get the idea.

Most of the mares were dressed up like that anyways. I would say maybe ninety two percent of the mares in Stalia were dressed up like that. The remaining eight percent dressed up as something non-sexy…like going as themselves, or a witch. That was about it…although one had crabs. I’ll leave that up to you and your imagination what that means…because it’s better that way. But anyways, what about the Stallions? Well they either dressed up as something spooky like a zebra or a monster…or they were just pissed as drunk while taking their kids trick or treating…and then they would beat their kids if they go against what the father says.

Yup…right there in public…to be honest it wasn’t an issue, if anything it was more or less a show for everyone else. But aside from that, the only odd thing to note is that strangely, no Halloween party for the adults to attend and knock each other up. None of that, just no parties whatsoever. I mean, come on…if it’s Halloween, you have to have a party.

I would have done it…but then I realize how stupid that would be because of what odd and weird things that might occur that would inevitably make it into a long and eventful night. So it was a better bet to go out trick or treating with the guys…even if we were the only ones above the age of 9 out and about, begging for candy from strangers. But as we were walking, the stars were out, yeah, got to mention those stars; and there was a bit of wind blowing through the air to set the mood with pumpkins out and all carved up and shit.

There would also be a candle inside the pumpkin to give off that glowing effect of the pumpkin being alive or some shit. As for anything else…well I mean there were decorations and shit throughout the doors. But they looked like utter shit so, not much to say there. So other than that, we were looking around, trying to see which target we would hit first.

Since I was the group leader most of the time it seemed, it would have been me, but since I couldn’t give two shits and a fuck, Arrell was the leader and it was his job to search for a place to ask for candy from strangers and hope to god that there isn’t any razor blades in it. But as we were walking and Arrell was searching around the town, I had to ask Mac something.

So I went up next to him as we were walking, “Hey Mac, can I ask you something?”

Mac then responded with a smile on his face, “Why of course Knight. You know you can ask me anything…as long as it’s the right thing.”

I then looked Mac right in the eyes and asked him, “Why are you guys trick or treating when you’re grown stallions?”

Mac then stretched his left forearm and put it around my neck and gently patted my shoulder, while smiling and having his eyes closed.

He then said to me, “Oh Knight…there’s a lot of things you will never understand in this world. You see Knight…the reason why we go out and trick or treat is...”

Mac then cut himself off and paused for a moment, as he opened his eyes and it looked like he was trying to come up with an answer.

Mac continued to say as he rolled his eyes up towards his forehead and gave me a confused look as I just stood there, raising one of my eye brows up, “Uhh…we go out to trick or treat because…”

Mac then cut himself off once again and looked towards Jack and asked him, “Hey Jack, why do we go out every Halloween and trick or Treat?”

Jack turned his head and looked like he wasn’t in the mood to answer the question.

Jack then said to Mac, “How the fuck should I know. I used to go out and just trick people…but then Arrell talked to me and asked me to join with him. Ask him while I plan the first trick of the night.”

Jack then went back to minding his own business and thinking about where to drive that iron pipe to as Mac then turned his head towards Arrell, who was still looking and squinting his eyes to see if there were any good houses or cottages nearby to go to.

Mac then asked Arrell, “Hey Arrell, why do we go out Trick or Treating exactly?”

Arrell then said as he kept looking for a house to visit, “I don’t know. I think it was Neon’s idea.”

Me and Mac then turned our heads to Neon, who he had his back towards us and looked like he wasn’t paying attention to us either. However, once we looked towards his direction, we didn’t have to say a single word towards him as he just simply turned his head a full one hundred and eighty degree, all with the addition of crackling sounds of bones breaking as Neon slowly turning his head towards us with a big ol’ smile across his face. Once Neon turned his head, Me and Mac had those wide eyes that pretty much said we were kind of spooked but at the same time it was just weird.

So once Neon turned his head, he then said to us, “Yes?”

Mac then said while keeping with the wide eyes me and him, “Uhh…why do we…”

Neon cut Mac off and said out loud as he turned his head up wards towards the sky, “It was Forrest’s idea!”

Neon then proceeded to turn his head back down to a normal eye level and turned his head another one hundred and eighty degrees…basically back to its normal position. And then me and Mac both looked at Forrest, who was starring at us with an embarrassing look on his face. It was that kind of look that pretty much said he did something terrible, but at the sometime he’s shy about it…like killing an Asian guy.

Yeah…it’s terrible…but at the same time it’s not that terrible…just embarrassing. Do you know how many math questions could have been answered with that one Asian? Like…fifty or something. Well anyways, we looked at Forrest as he kind of had a bit of redness on his face, he looked like he was down in the dumps, and had his head hanging down low to the ground and trying to cover his face at the same time with his hooves.

Although…he didn’t do a good job to say the least. But aside from that, you get the idea he wasn’t the most confident pony at that moment amongst us.

Well me and Mac both looked at him with both our wide eyes, but soon those wide eyes went away went back to our normal eye position and Mac just asked Forrest, “Forrest…you started this tradition?”

Forrest then was quiet for a few seconds, but he then mustered up the strength to tell us, “Yeah…I kind of started this.”

I then said as Mac still had his arm around me and me trying to gently push his arm away from me…because I don’t swing that way, “Honestly, it makes sense. Like we said Forrest, you’re a faggot. Maybe not that kind of a faggot…but the other kind. So no surprise here.”

Forest then raised up one of his hooves in the air and had a bit of a worried look on his face and then asked us, “Yeah…but aren’t you going to ask why I started this though?”

Mac then calmly and respectively said, “No.”

Forrest then asked us, “Yeah, but don’t you guys want to know what happened at least? Knight? What about you? This is your first time with us?”

Arrell then stepped in while still talking, “Forrest, even we didn’t know why you did this.”

Jack then said, “Yeah Forrest, no one gives a fuck about the back story. Or about you in general.”

Neon then slide in as smooth as jazz and said with a weird smile on his face, “I’d like to know.”

Forrest had a little smile on his face when he heard that from Neon and seemed glad he had asked that while the rest of us groaned in resistance to it without saying another word towards Forrest because it only meant it was flashback time.

So uhh…pretend we’re going into a time vortex… do do do do do do do do do do do do…

A LOT OF YEARS EARLIER…

So to start off with Forrest’s flashback, Forrest was saying to us, “Well the reason why we’re going out trick or treating is because of what happened to me as a colt. It was many moons ago where my parents just got divorced, my mom got custody of me, and my dad just killed her and took custody of me instead. And so I was living with him in his broken home in the trailer park clouds with a broken family of brothers and sister that may or may not have been related to me at all whatsoever. In fact, I’m pretty sure my dad abducted those children, but my memory’s a bit fuzzy on that one. Well, it was Halloween night and I was in the living room with my dad.”

And so the flashback began for us…yeah…don’t ask why or how we saw a flashback…it just kind of happens in this universe. Well anyways, the flashback started and we were taken back several years prior. We saw that Forrest was a small colt, and he was in a dark living room with only a lamp to drive away the darkness.

And there was a recliner as well and that’s where we assumed Forrest’s dad was there and he was a big ol’ fat stallion sitting in it and he was hairy as fuck…hairier than most stallions. We didn’t get to see his face or anything, just one of his forearms…or legs…we weren’t sure, more than likely his arm though. And the stallion was reclined and the stallion at least we can tell, was lazy. There was also an empty bottle of cloud beer right next to him as well. And the whole place was a mess as well.

There was trash everywhere. The walls were dirty; the wallpapers were torn and had grease stains all over them. There were holes in the walls of the trailers, and there even bugs like cockroaches and flies coming out from the holes as well. The roof of the trailer looked like it was going to cave in at some point and the whole building just looked like it was poorly made and wouldn’t be able to stand up for much longer. It was also night time as we also saw a window as well. All the while, there was a record player near the lamp that was playing a song that was eerily familiar to Chicago’s If You Leave Me Now song.

Well, anyways, the little Forrest was happy and having a big smile across his face and looked perfectly normal to us at least, nothing wrong with him or didn’t look poor. He was just a tiny version of Forrest, with the wings and everything.

And so we then saw Forrest speaking to his dad and say, “Dad, can I go out with my friends and go trick or treating tonight? I’ve got my costume ready and everything. I’m going as Princess Celestia because she’s cool.”

Forrest’s dad then said to his son with a very low and grunt like voice as well as sounding like he’s been smoking for the past three hundred years, “You don’t need a costume son, you already look like a faggot.”

Little Forrest then had a frown on his face and a bit of a worried look and said to his dad, “But dad, mom says not to say the F word and…”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Your mom isn’t here you little shit.”

Little Forrest then said, “But that’s because after the judge ruled in her favor and got custody of me, you took out a ball point pen and stabbed her repeatedly until she bled to death.”

Forrest’s dad then started to laugh a little and said, “he..ha ha ha ha…oh that was a good one. Good times that we had. She was beautiful you know just like your sisters. I even remember the first day that I met her. I took her into the stallion’s bathroom at the bar and shoved my cock inside her ass. She kept yelling no, no, someone please help me. This stallion is trying to do anal with me. Oh what a night to remember that was. And after that we got married and she then had you.”

Little Forrest then said to his dad, “You called her a two-timing slut when you started to rip her eye balls out in front of the judge.”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Yeah...and she deserved it too…that bitch. Thinking she can get away with not making me a sandwich and giving me a blowjob at the same time…I FUCKED HER UGLY ASS SISTER FOR HER WHEN HER UGLY ASS SISTER WAS ABOUT TO COMMIT SUICIDE…look…I’m sorry about that son. The bottom line is that you can’t go out because you need to grow up.”

Little Forrest then said to his dad, “But…I’m still a kid. I’m 8 years old and still in the second grade.”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Exactly Billy.”

Forrest then said, “It’s Forrest dad…Forrest Fire…don’t you remember?”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Well Uhh…your whore of a mother named you so I have no fucking clue to be honest Bimmy.”

Little Forrest then said, “Forrest...”

Forrest’s Dad then said, “Whatever you little faggot. The point I’m trying to make is that you’re getting to that age where you need to be a stallion. And I’m not talking about these hippie stallions where they think love and friendship is the answer to everything. I’m talking about a REAL stallion where you see a pretty mare, you go up to that pretty mare, and you forcibly make love to her against her own will…just like how your mother and I met at the bar on that magical night. It was like love at first sight. But you’ll also need to learn how to FIGHT like a stallion too. Take me for example son. I go to a bar every other night, get drunk off my fucking ass, and then start a fight even when no wants to fight. That’s how a REAL stallion does it. A real stallion also doesn’t pay his bar tab, and if the bar owner has a problem with it…you kick him in the nuts. And if the authorities ask, you just say the Zebra did it.”

Little Forrest then said, “But…we’re living on the clouds. Zebras can’t even get up here.”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Sure…that’s what they want you to believe. But mark my words, the zebras are hiding that they can fly and melt your brain with their minds. But enough about politics. What I’m trying to say is son…is that you’re a fucking faggot and you need to grow the hell up like your brothers and sisters god damn it.”

Little Forrest then said, “But…all my brothers are drug addicts and my sisters are either dead, selling their bodies out on the street, or being abused by their boyfriends that are alcoholics. And I think one of them is having an affair with a cloud I think.”

Forrest’s dad then said, “EXACTLY my son…that how you need to grow up. See…what you’re doing wrong is that you’re thinking with logic and whatever you smart asses do in school nowadays. You see, back in my day, we didn’t use this fancy thing called “math” or “investments.” You know what we did when we needed money?”

Little Forrest then said in an unsure way, “Getting a job?...”

Forest’s dad then said, “No no no! See…you’re thinking about it all wrong. What we did was we go up to whoever we saw on the street, pulled out a knife, and took their children hostage or something and told them if they didn’t give us all their money in their bank accounts, we were going to slit the little fuckers throats and then stab them seven hundred times until they saw pony Jesus.”

Little Forrest then asked, “Who’s Pony Jesus?”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Some ass clown with magic or something. We’re getting off track here. The point is that we knew how to do it back in my day. Nowadays all you fucking hippie sons of bitches are acting like pussies and shit. Nowadays it’s all about rainbows and sunshine and singing songs about how great friendship is. I tell ya….this country has gone down the fucking tube. AND I’L BE DAMNED IF MY SON IS GOING TO GROW UP AS ONE OF THOSE PUSSY ASS EATING FART NUGGETS! So…in other words Forrest…that’s why you aren’t allowed to go out on Halloween with your friends to go trick or treating. Because trick or treating is for pussy ass eating fart nuggets.”

Little Forrest then started to get sad and some tears were starting to well up in his eyes.

He then begged to his dad, “But dad, I want to go out trick or treating with my friends! We were going to hang out and ask for candy and be like every other kid!”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Son...you don’t have any friends. I’ve seen you at school while drinking some cloud beer before two o’ clock and I see you get bullied by everypony on the damn playground. Even the cripple kids bully you. Hell, even the one with autism bullies you while the one with polio farts in your face. And when you think it’s over, some hairy fat ass kid comes up to ya, beats you up until you have a bloody nose and asks for your lunch money. Now what kind of a son have I been raising huh? A son that just lets himself get beat up like that?”

Little Forrest then said, “But…you’re the hairy fat ass the beats me up and asks for my lunch money.”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Damn straight. You’re a fucking pussy ass whipped son of a bitch there Forrest, you don’t even have any friends.”

Little Forrest then said, “But I do have friends.”

Forrest’s dad then said, “The only friends that you have is a roll of toilet paper, an apple core, and an empty box of cigarettes. Face it Forrest…you’re a loser and a faggot both at the same time because you don’t have any real friends. Instead you have your dolls.”

Little Forrest then said, “Hey! They’re not dolls…they’re action figures.”

Forrest’s dad then said, “Yeah right…whatever you say you faggot. So since you’re staying here and not being one of those pussy ass eating fart nuggets, be a stallion and bring me another cloud beer would ya?”

Little Forrest then begged, “But…I want to go Trick or Treating and…”

Forrest’s dad then cut him off by picking up the empty bottle of cloud beer in his hoof…I’m sure it was a hoof that is…and threw it against the wall near Forrest.

The empty beer bottle then shattered to pieces, almost hitting Little Forrest’s head and causing him some kind of harm.

And as the empty bottle of cloud beer was thrown and shattered against the wall, Forrest’s dad yelled as loud as he could and pounded his hoof on the recliner with great force, “I SAID BRING ME ANOTHER CLOUD BEER GOD DAMN IT!”

And then the flashback ended… do do do do do do do do do do…

BACK TO THE PRESENT…

And so the flashback ended and we could see each other again...well to be fair I’m not sure how flashbacks work. I mean we could still see each other but…whatever…I’m sure flashbacks includes quantum physics and mechanics and shit...who the fuck knows.

But anyways, once the flashback was over, Forrest was shaking his head with his eyes closed while looking a little sad and stuff and said to us, “And that’s why I started this.”

Forrest then opened up his eyes and continued to say, “I’ve always wanted to go out trick or treating out with my friends. And ever since I met you guys, I’ve been able to do so. And now that Knight is part of the group, now I get to share this experience was one other pony. With Wolf as well.”

Forest then put his hoof on my shoulder as he said those last words to me and smiled at me as well, all the while I was giving him a neutral expression on my face.

Then there was a brief few seconds of silence and then I said, “Well…your father wasn’t wrong…you are a faggot.”

Jack then said to Forrest, “Yeah…I think he should have hit you more. Hey can we get a flashback of that?”

A FEW YEARS BACK…

And here’s another flashback that we saw, but it was a quick one. What we saw was the kitchen of the trash home that Little Forrest was living in and Little Forrest was being slapped around back and forth by his dad while in front of the oven. And as far as the kitchen went, it was as trashy as the rest of the place.

Anyways, Forrest’s dad was back hoof slapping Little Forrest and was yelling out, “YOU. DON’T. EVER. LISTEN. TO. A. WORD. I. FUCKING. SAY. FAGGOT.”

And then the flashback ended…oh yeah…do do do do do do…

BACK TO THE PRESENT

And then the quick flashback was over and we went back to the present. And when we went back, Forrest was hanging his head down and was groaning/sighing a little bit as he couldn’t win and would forever remain a faggot for all eternity.

Well anyways, Arrell was then done looking for houses, yeah Arrell was multitasking with the houses and the flashback and shit.

Well, Arrell was done looking and he looked at us and he said to us with a smile, “Well, I found the houses.”

Forest then went from sad and depressed to smiling and being happy all of a sudden and said, “Yay!”

Arrell then went from a smiling face to a neutral face and then said, “But sadly all the houses are taken,”

Forrest then went from having a smiling face back to a depressing face. He then said, “Awww…”

But I was confused and I then asked Arrell, “What do you mean exactly the houses are taken?”

Arrell then explained to me, “Oh…it’s simple. In order to avoid that it looks like we’re pedophiles since it’s mostly kids out at night, we need to stay at least thirty feet away from the children at all times. Otherwise other ponies are going to look at us suspiciously and think we’re trying to take their kids or something. Which to be fair Neon does from time to time but…no one cares. We just let him do whatever he wants. But still, we need to be safe and only go to the houses where little to no children is around. So usually the ones that fucking suck most of the time.”

I was still a bit confused as to what Arrell had just said and then asked him, “But…we’re the Elements of Protection. How can anypony here mistake us for pedophiles?”

Arrell then said, “You would think so...but nope…I mean that’s how it is nowadays. You go near a child and you’re automatically labeled a pedophile. Hell, make a joke about kids and the pedophiles come running up to you and asking you to join their club. So unless the children give us consent, we can’t go near them. In which case they don’t even know what rape is yet.”

Jack then butted in the conversation, “Oh don’t worry about that…once they get to that certain age I’ll set them right and teach them about rape…and how to commit it.”

I then asked Jack, “Why?”

Jack then said, “Knight, I don’t even give a fuck about my little brother. What makes you think I want to do right by other’s kids?”

I then thought about it for a few seconds, but I then said to Jack, “huh…you might have a point there…but…where are those three little fuckers anyway?”

Mac then stepped in and said, “Oh don’t worry about those little buggers. I was worried that they would go to Applejack and trick or treat over there so in order to make sure they don’t get kidnapped by Applejack and her evil apples, I tied them up and put duct tape over their mouths in my barn. Yup…even pad locked it too…no one can get in or out. Not even me. So they’ll starve to death. And but don’t worry though. I left them was some adult supervision. I hired our local, creepy pedophile to watch over the children. So if the pedophile doesn’t them, starvation and survival of the fittest will.”

I then said to Mac, “Oh, ok then, that’s nice to know.”

Arrell then said to us all, “So shall we head out to the little cottage somewhat near the edge of town that is nowhere near those little kids?”

Forrest the jumped up in the air like a child that he sort of was at heart…and a faggot…and said with a big ol’ smile on his face, “LET’S GO!”

Once Forrest came down from the air and landed on the ground, we all started looking at him and it looked like Forrest was a bit confused from just looking at his face.

But then he just went from having a happy smile on his face to a sad smile on his face and started to have his head hanging low to the ground and said to us, “I know…I’m a faggot…you guys don’t have to say it.”

Jack then said, “No Forrest why would we ever say that to you? We don’t think you’re a faggot for jumping up high in the air and yelling like a little bitch.”

Forrest’s head then came back up and he then had a small, warming smile form across his mouth as his eyes showed a little bit of hope.

But then that little bit of hope was crushed as soon as Jack then completed his thought by saying, “You’re a pussy ass easting fart nugget…just like what your father said.”

Forrest’s smile then disappeared to a disappointing look on his face where that smile went from up to concerning and just not in the best of all moods.

And then Neon came sliding from out of nowhere it seems from behind Forrest and put his left forearm on Forrest’s back neck, all the while having his trademark smile across his face and said to Forrest with such energy in his voice, “Yeah Forrest you’re a Pussy Ass Eating Fart Nugget…just like all those juice that the Nazi Nuggets gassed the other day!”

Forrest then went back to having a confused look on his face and raised one eye brow up and asked Neon, “What?”

Then Neon just simply stood there, having a smile on his face, and not saying a single word. And then small, but noticeable army of Nuggets came walking by us. They looked like they came from McDonalds and they had little tiny legs and arms that then proceeded to walk like the Third Reich and shit and had their one arm raised up high as they walked.

They were also carrying rifles and didn’t look like the most friendly of all chicken nuggets. And we even saw what appeared to be a Chicken Nugget version of Hitler leading the army of Nazi Nuggets. All the Nazi Nuggets had a little army green German helmet on, with little beady eyes and a mouth that that is in a form of a frown…an angry frown like a black guy. And the Hitler Nugget had pretty much the same look, minus the helmet of course with a small hair cut, a little mustache, and also wore a fancy Hitler suit…because it was a Hitler Nugget.

And the Hitler Nugget was leading the march of the Nazi nuggets while also having its arms up way high and saying as it marched, in a tiny, small voice that sounded cute like Alvin and the Chipmunks…but not really, “SIG HIEL! SIG HEIL! SIG HIEL! SIG HIEL! SIG HIEL!”

And all the other Nazi Nugget soldiers would say in unison after the Hitler nugget would speak, “SIG HIEL! SIG HIEL! SIG HIEL! SIG HIEL! SG HIEL!”

And you would think with Neon is pretty much the one causing this…I’m assuming that is because at this point...I’m not sure if this stuff happens on its own or Neon is the cause…but the Nazi Nuggets stopped once the Hitler Nugget noticed Forest just standing there…and of course Forrest noticed the Nazi Nuggets as well.

Well with the Hitler Nugget, once he stopped, he took one good look at Forrest and then looked towards his Nazi Nugget Army and said as loud as he could form his tiny voice, “HAAAAAAALT!”

Then the Hitler Nugget walked towards Forrest and got closer to him to inspect him. As the Hitler Nugget got close, the Hitler Nugget’s eyes squinted a little bit and it raised its tiny little arm, scratching under its mouth…as if it was pretending it had a chin.

Then the Hitler Nugget said, “Hmmmm…”

Forrest was starting to become unsettled by this…mostly because a Nazi Nugget was checking him out. And I can understand where Forrest was coming from. Look…I’m into some weird stuff sometimes…but I don’t swing that way ok. My sexual orientation is not a chicken nugget. I know some people would get off to that when looking up that on Porn Hub, I’m sure people cum like crazy for that shit…but me and Forrest, we didn’t swing that way…although I think Mac and Neon would be though. Defiantly Neon…he’s into some weird shit…but Mac…maybe…he looked at those Nazi Nuggets and he licked his lips. So either he was a meat eater…or he was looking at the Nazi Nugget’s sweet asses. In which case…I can just imagine the sexy, funky music going on right now in Mac’s head.

All the while Mac licking his succulent lips…waiting to eat that Nazi Nugget ass…and put it into some dipping sauce….and then maybe have sex with it later on. Honestly, who knows…but whatever. Anyways, the Hitler Nugget kept looking at Forrest and even walked around him a little bit, inspecting every inch of his body. And as Forrest saw this, he just had eyes that looked like they were half sad and half worried and wondered what the fuck was going on. And as the Hitler Nugget moved around him, he sort of moved a little bit too, unsure what the Hitler Nugget was going to do, so he moved in motion with the Hitler Nugget just in case he tried to pull a fast one on him.

And about a minute later, the Hitler Nugget stopped moving and put his arm down and put both of his tiny arms behind his chicken nugget back and said in a tiny voice while still having his eyes squinting, “May I see your papers please?”

Forrest then said “Uhhh…what papers?”

Then one of the Nazi nuggets that looked like the right hand man to the Hitler Nugget walked up to Forrest with a small intimidating look on its face and jumped high in the air, or at least to Forrest’s face that is, and gave him a big ol’ slap across the face. And surprisingly, the Nazi Nugget general, which I’m sure that Nazi Nugget was the general…maybe…had enough strength to really give it to Forrest as he slapped him across the face as Forrest’s head moved towards the right, as if the force that Forrest received was a bit too much for him. That or Forrest is just that much of a weakling.

And once the Nazi Nugget General came down from the ground, it raised its right tiny arms and pointed at Forrest and yelled in a tiny voice, “YOU DO NOT SPEAK TO THE FURHER UNLESS YOU HAVE BEEN ASKED TO SPEEEEEEEAK!!! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR TO YOUUUUUUUUUU!?”

Then Forrest, as he raised his left hoof up to his face and covered the spot where the Nazi Nugget general had slapped him, Forrest then said, “Uhhh…yes?”

After Forrest had said that to the Nazi Nugget General, the Nazi Nugget General then jumped up high in the air once more and slapped the other side of Forrest’s face that he didn’t slap before. And again, it moved Forrest’s head a little bit, indicating the force from the Nazi Nugget General was a bit too much for Forrest.

And once the Nazi Nugget General landed on the ground, he raised his right arm again and pointed at Forrest and said, “I SAID NOT TO SPEEEEEEAK UNLESS SPOKEN TO!!! YOU SHALL SHOW US RESPECT DAMN IT!!!”

Then the Nazi Nugget General jumped up into the air once again and slapped Forrest again on the right side of his face and once again, Forrest’s head moved, you get the idea.

And once the Nazi Nugget General landed on the ground, it quickly yelled, in his tiny little voice, “RESPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECT!”

Then the Hitler Nugget signaled the Nazi Nugget General to move back to the rest of the army that was right behind the Hitler Nugget and the Nazi Nugget General marched right back to his original position before it had moved to fuck with Forrest. And then the Hitler Nugget continued to have its eyes squint and stare at Forrest, as if it was waiting to see if Forest would make a false move or something.

And once the Nazi Nugget General was back into position and a few seconds had passed, the Hitler Nugget then started to ask Forrest, “Tell me red creature…why do you not have your papers?”

Forrest was then about to speak, but then became hesitant and closed his mouth, worried what might happen next if the Nazi Nugget General were to come over again and try and hit him again. In fact, Forrest looked over and saw that the Nazi Nugget General was giving him a cold stare. And then Forrest looked back to Hitler’s squinting eyes, awaiting an answer from him. And all the while, the rest of us was just chilling back, watching the whole thing unfold because we don’t give a fuck what happens.

Well, at least for me and Jack that is, Mac kind of just stood there with wide eyes…thinking about maybe taking one of those Nazi Nuggets and raping it in bed and Neon was just standing there, staring into empty space, minding his own business, all the while giving his usual big ol’ smile that I’m sure is also trademarked. Yup…Neon just smiling…while also being crossed eyed I mind you. And Arrell…well he too was minding his own business.

Well, the Hitler Nugget then calmly said in his tiny little voice, “You may speak red creature. I would like to know why you have no papers on you. You do know that you must have ze papers on you at all times...right red creature?”

Forrest still remained hesitant to speak, but after feeling the tension in the air between him and the Hitler Nugget, he then said to the Hitler Nugget the best he could without chickening out, “Uhhh…I lost it?”

The Hitler Nugget just only stood in silence, staring at Forrest with his beady little eyes and becoming ever more suspicious of him with every passing second that went by.

So the Hitler Nugget then said to Forrest, “Hmmmmm…I see. And are you sure red creature that you lost. It?”

Forrest then said, “Uhhhh…yes…”

Then the Hitler Nugget immediately jumped with anger and grabbed on to his chest and had such force as if he was controlling Forrest’s every movement. And as soon as the Hitler Nugget jumped on to Forrest’s chest, Forrest moved his head back in order to get a better view of the Hitler Nugget’s position and as well as to see what he was going to do next. But the Hitler Nugget was only merely angered by Forrest’s comment towards him as it was not a satisfying answer that he had wanted to hear from him.

And so the Hitler Nugget, with an angered face and all, grabbed on to Forrest’s chest and start to shake him violently and said as loud as he could with his tiny little voice, “YOU LIAR! YOU DD NOT LOSE ZE PAPERS! YOU NEVER HAD ZE PAPERS IN THE FIRST PLACE! YOU NEVER HAD ZE PAPERS IN THE FIRST PALCE BECAUSE YOU’RE A DIRTY PUSSY ASS EATING FART NUGGET!”

And then the Hitler Nugget gave one big slap on Forrest’s face and again, the force was strong enough that it moved Forrest’s head to the right…because you know…laws of physics I guess…and the Hitler Nugget then calmly asked Forrest, “And do you know what we do to Pussy Ass Eating Fart Nuggets red creature?”

Forrest then whimpered out of his moth in a soft tone, “No?”

The Hitler Nugget then yelled as loud as he could with his tiny little voice, “WE SEND THEM TO THE OVENS…RIGHT NEXT TO THE TENDIES! GENERAL!”

After the Hitler Nugget called for its Nazi Nugget General, the Nazi Nugget General stepped forward and a few steps and had its back straighten and everything and looked like it was prepared for any command that the Hitler Nugget gave it and that it would carry out those orders to its grave. And the Nazi Nugget General also still had those stern looking eyes, having them remain straightforward as the Hitler Nugget spoke to the Nazi Nugget General. And so the Nazi Nugget General said to the Hitler Nugget, “YES MY FUHRER!?”

The Hitler Nugget then said to the Nazi Nugget general, “I WANT YOU TO PUT THIS FILTH ON THE NEXT TRAIN TO AUSTIZ AND PUT HIM IN THE WORK CAMP RIGHT NEXT TO THE CAMP THAT WE STORE THE JUICE IN! AND AS SOON AS I HAVE RETURNED FROM MY BUSINESS…I WILL PERSONALLY SEND THIS DIRTY PUSSY ASS EATING FART NUGGET RED CREATURE TO THE GAS CHAMBERS AND OVENS!”

And then a noise came from the distance that abruptly ended the Hitler Nugget’s rant towards Forrest for being a Pussy Ass Eating Fart Nugget as it started to send some chills down the Hitler Nugget’s spine…assuming he has a spine that is. And as the sound got closer and, the Hitler Nugget’s face went from pure anger to being shocked, as the Hitler Nugget had his mouth agape and his eyes trained forward, awaiting if the sound were to be what it was thinking.

And soon, a Nazi Nugget that was more than likely a private, came running from the distance. The Hitler Nugget heard this Nazi Nugget’s cry as it turned his head around, as well as the other Nazi Nuggets and the Nazi Nugget General, as they too feared what was coming.

The Nazi Nugget that was running towards the Nazi Nugget Army was yelling towards the Hitler Nugget, “MY FURHER! STALIN AND HIS RED ARMY ARE HERE! THEY HAVE FOUND US! WE MUST MOVE QUICKLY BEFORE…”

And soon that Nazi Nugget soldier that was running was blown to bits and his body went everywhere as he was hit by a bullet…a big bullet that looked like it came from a tank. And as that particular Nazi Nugget Soldier’s body went everywhere, the other Nazi Nugget soldiers looked upon in horror as one of their own was blown to bits and his body parts were covering the other Nazi Nugget soldiers. One of the Nazi Nugget soldiers even puked up as their fellow soldier’s guts were on them and they could smell the awful, foul stench that it gave off. But to me and the other guys, it was just white meat that got sprayed everywhere.

Looked and smelled good too but I was a pony so I couldn’t eat meat…or else everyone would think I was some kind of wacko…you know what I’m saying? And so after that horrific sight…at least to the Nazi Nugget Army that is…green tanks started rolling in that were small to us, but big to the Nazi Nugget Army, and the sound started to grow louder and louder as other tanks came from behind the first tank that killed the running Nazi Nugget from before.

And on the tank, it wasn’t just green but there was also a red star that was outlined with yellow along with a picture of a hammer and sickle within the star as well. The Nazi Nugget Army were starting to prepare for what appeared to be an oncoming attacked by this so called Stalin and his Red Army as the Nazi Nugget Army got into position and aimed their rifles towards the Red Army as well as the Nazi Nugget General ready to lead the charge.

As for the Hitler Nugget, it was still hanging off of Forrest’s chest, but it was still looking off towards the direction of the tanks and looked pissed as well as if the tanks had ruined his day or some shit like that. So as the Nazi Nugget Army was prepared for a fight, the tanks on the other hand just stopped where they killed that one Nazi Nugget solider.

And then a few second of nothing happened…but then something happened as the top little hole where the person would get into the tank popped opened…the lid that was…and what came out…was a piece of dog shit. No literally…a piece of fucking dog shit came out. It was elongated and everything, like if it was from a human that took the shit, but it still looked like it was shit that came from a dog…but it looked like human shit though. But this wasn’t any elongated dog shit that was standing out from the little hole that was located on top of the tank.

Oh no…this was the dog shit that was the leader of this Red Army…the thing itself…Stalin. And as the piece of dog shit came from the hole, the Nazi Nuggets saw as it was Stalin that was appearing before them as they stood there in fear and watched. On the other hand, the Hitler Nugget was just pissed that it was Stalin.

And so as Stalin emerged from his little hidey hole, there was one sort of thin, black line across towards the top of the piece of dog shit that appeared to be his eyes with no actual eye balls and such as right beneath those so called eyes was a thick, black mustache and a corn pipe of all things. I guess this Stalin liked smoking some of that wacky tobacky I suppose. Anyways, this Stalin also had a green general hat on, as well as some stars to go along with that green hat.

And as Stalin fully emerged himself to be seen and known by all that was near, Stalin said in a Russian accent to the Hitler Nugget, “Oh look…it wittle old Hitler and his tiny wittle army of Nazis… ha ha ha ha ha! They are so cute…right fellas?”

And soon all the tanks that had stopped behind the main tank up in front, popped out from the other holes, Red Army soldiers that also looked like pieces of dog shit and had a similar appearance to Stalin…with the exception of the mustache and corn pipe as well as a regular solider helmet on top of their heads.

And some ground troops of the Red Army followed in suit as well and started to laugh…although the odd part though was that none of them had any hand or arms or legs. They just walked and stayed perfectly balanced with whatever shit was underneath them…although they did jump up and down a little bit to move around from what I could tell. And they were still holding rifles themselves as well which was a little weird without arms or hands…but somehow it worked out for them so I don’t question it. Anyways, all the pieces of dog shit started laughing towards the Hitler Nugget and his Nazi Nugget Army.

The Nazi Nugget Army just stood there…looking a bit butt hurt and maybe a bit worried as well as with what was happening to them that their mortal enemy, the Red Army, had shown up to crash their party. But the Hitler Nugget was standing around as he was still hanging on to Forrest’s chest, as he looked pissed and filled with pure and utter rage.

The Hitler Nugget then pointed with his left arm and said to Stalin, “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE! I THOUGHT WE TOLD YOU GUYS THAT THIS IS OUR TERRITORY!?”

Stalin then said in a sarcastic, Russian tone, “Ooopps I guess it slipped my mind!”

The Hitler Nugget then yelled, “BUT WE MADE A TREATY DAMN IT!?”

Stalin then said, “OHHHH…BOO HOO… YOU HEAR THAT GUYS...THE WITTLE HITLER ISN’T GETTING HIS WAY AND NOW HE’S GOING TO CRY! LET’S ALL LAUGH AT HIS EMBRESSMENT BECAUSE ITS HUMITLATING AND FUNNY TO US BECAUSE THEY ARE MSIERABLE AND WE ARE NOT! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA H!”

Stalin and his Red Army then laughed as loud as they could in their Russian accents with great movements around their stomach area as it moved up in down, almost as if they couldn’t handle the laughter themselves and that they would be laughed to death or something…hmmmm…that reminds me of something, oh well noel…it probably isn’t important, but all of the Red Army including Stalin laughed in unison. And I’m sure if they had arms and fingers, they would be pointing at the Nazi Nugget Army as well as they were doing it.

The Nazi’s just stood there…having sad faces on as they were being humiliated in front of Stalin’s red army…that and they were chicken nuggets after all…maybe even questionably sexy chicken nuggets that anyone would want to fuck. But the Hitler Nugget was only pissed off as his face somehow started to turn red around what would be the cheek area and soon the Hitler Nugget finally got off of Forrest’s chest…because he wanted to get Hitler off of his chest…I don’t now…that doesn’t sound right…but whatever.

The Hitler Nugget jumped off of Forrest’s chest and landed on the ground effortlessly and started to walk towards Stalin and his Red Army and pointed at him while saying as loud as he could in his tiny voice, “YOU DIRTY COMMIE MOTHER FUCKERS!”

Stalin then said in still a mocking voice, “Oh look…thre wittle baby Hitler is trying to be a big boy and yell at me! Ha ! Grow up Hitler…you and your Nazi army is simply too childish for this world. Go away and come back when you’re real men and ready to fight you pansies! You’re too soft to fight…we would eat you up and chew you out in just a few seconds because of how weak you are all! So come back when you have balls Hitler!”

The Hitler Nugget then said, “I WILL NOT BE MADE A FOOL OF GOD DAMN IT!”

Then the Nazi Nugget General came walking towards the Hitler Nugget and gently placed his hand on the Hitler Nugget’s shoulder…or back or whatever you would call that is near the Hitler Nugget’s arm and simply said to the Hitler Nugget, “Muh Fuhrer, maybe these commies are right. Maybe we need to come back when we have all been properly trained to take on these pieces of dog shit. We are only merely but a small army after all.”

The Hitler Nugget then thought about what the Nazi Nugget General was saying in his ear…that was there somewhere…I don’t know either. But anyways, The Hitler Nugget was thinking about what he was told and part of it was considering to give up and let the anger go and just try to be stronger next time he comes across Stalin and his Red Army. Part of the Hitler Nugget wanted to be a better leader towards his Nazi Nugget army…but then it hit him. The Hitler Nugget couldn’t give up, as he knew that deep down inside himself, that if he were to give up now…it would only mean failure for the future is to surely come.

So the Hitler Nugget dug deep down within himself and quickly shrugged off the Nazi Nugget General’s hand and his words and swiftly turned around to look at his Nazi Nugget Army.

The Hitler Nugget then raised both of his arms up high in the air and yelled out, “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! WE WILL NOT BE DEFEATED BY PURE SCUM AND FILTH! WE WILL NOT LET THEM WIN AT ANY COSTS! DO NOT HEAR WHAT THEYAHVE TO SAY! DO NOT BE LAUGHED AT AND TAKE IT UP THE ASS LIKE A BITCH! WE SHOULD BE LAUGHING AT THEM AS WE FORCE IT UP THEIR ASSES! INSTEAD WE MUST FIGHT BACK AT ALL COSTS EVEN IF IT MEANS DEATH! I COMMAND YOU ALL TO PUMP ARIYIAN BLOOD INTO YOUR FUCKING VIENS AND START SHOOTING THESE CUNT MOTHER FUCKERS RIGHT NOW DAMN IT!”

The Hitler Nugget’s dazzling speech left all of the Nazi Nugget Army speechless as each of the Nazi Nugget soldiers started to have confidence build up inside of them and smiles upon their faces pretty much said that they were starting to get the idea what the Hitler Nugget was trying to tell them. And soon all the soldiers and the Nazi Nugget Army started to rile up and grow louder and louder as they started to cheer on the Hitler Nugget’s speech.

And as they cheered on the Hitler Nugget, they raised their rifles high into the air and cheered as loud as they could and as for the Nazi Nugget General, he merely had a small tear upon his face and had a single tear flowing downwards from his left eye and onto his face.

To him, the speech that the Hitler Nugget gave was simply beautiful and awe inspiring.

And as for the Hitler Nugget, he was only getting started and he turned around towards Stalin and his Red Army and pointed his right arm towards Stalin as he was just sitting in his tank and said to him, “WE’RE GOING TO FUCKING RIP OUT YOUR FUCKING TESTICLES STALIN AND GLUE IT TO OUR BALLS SO WE WILL HAVE MORE BALLS THAN YOU! ATTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!”

And as the Hitler Nugget gave his command, the Nazi Nugget army started to yell and give a battle cry that was traditional for them.

The battle cry for the Nazi Nugget Army was, “FICKT DEN SAFT.”

Yeah…I have no idea what it means...I would look it up but…I’m still in Equestria…and I’m too lazy to go to a universe with earth in it…so whatever. Anyways, the Nazi Nugget Army proceeded to aim their rifles towards the Red Army and start firing. Sad to say, the Nazi Nugget army had good enough aiming that rivals the storm troopers. So as each shot was missing any of the soldiers at the Red Army, Stalin and his dog shit men was just sitting there, not being affected by this at all.

To them, it was only merely pathetic that the Nazi Nugget Army was missing them again and again and again.

And soon one of the soldiers of the Red Army that was part of the ground troops walked up right next to Stalin and he then quietly asked Stalin while the Nazi Nugget Army was shooting at them in the worst possible way, “Uh sir…do you think we should be attacking now?”

Stalin then thought about it for a few seconds, but he then came to the conclusion of, “Uh no…no we shouldn’t.”

Then the soldier then asked in a nice Russian accent as usual, “But sir…they are firing at us and we should technically fire back.”

Stalin then said back to the ground troop, “I know…but…this is just sad. Tell you what, we’re going to “retreat” and lead them back to the graveyard where we’ll fuck them up. That way we can humiliate them some more.”

The ground troop then had a smile I think and he then said, “Yes…that does sound like a good idea. You are such a great leader Stalin.”

Stalin then said, “Yes…Yes I am…and for that, you will be sent to the Goolag.”

The measly ground troop was then shocked and taken aback by what Stalin had said to him and he then said out loud, “What!? But you can’t do this! I followed your every word!”

Stalin then said to the ground troop, “Yes…but you see Ground Troop…the reason why you’re being sent to the Goolag is because…I don’t know…fuck you…TAKE HIM AWAY COMERADS!”

And then two pieces of dog shit came hoping right next to the ground troop while in a black armor and then somehow grabbed him without having any arms and then started to drag the ground troop away from the little battle that the Nazi Nugget Army was having.

And as the ground troop was being taken away to be worked to death at the Goolag, he was yelling out loud as he was being taken away against his own will, “NO! NO! NOT DA DGOOLAG! I’LL PROMISE I’LL BE GOOD! 2 +2 = 5! 2 + 2 = 5!! 2 + 2 = 5!!!”

Stalin then said quietly to himself, “Heh...faggot.”

Stalin the turned around from his tank and then said to the rest of the Red Army in a sarcastic tone, “OH NO! THE NAZIS ARE FIRING AT US! COME. LET US RUN AWAY AS THEY ARE GOING TO KILL US IF WE DO NOT GET AWAY FROM THEM AS SOON AS POSSIBLE! LET US RUN BACK TO OUR BASE OF OPERATIONS WHERE THEY SURELY CAN’T GET US THERE! LET US RUN AWAY RIGHT NOW AND RETREAT!”

And soon all the tanks turned around quickly as well as the other ground troops and started to somewhat, slowly hop/run away from the Nazi Nugget Army.

And as they were running away, the Hitler Nugget then had a big grin form on his face and he then said out loud as he could in his tiny voice, “HA! WE DID IT! FINALLY! WE’VE GOT THEM ON THE RUN! Now quickly my fellow Nazi Nugget Army! We must strike while the iron is hot! Or as the queers say, LET’S GANG BANG THEM!”

And then all of the Nazi Nugget Army soldiers roared and cheered as they praised the Hitler Nuggets words of wisdom. And then the Nazi Nugget Army yelled out their battle cry, which was once again, FICKT DEN SAFT, and started going after Stalin and his Red Army. And as the Nazi Nugget Army was out of our view, the Nazi Nugget General followed behind the Nazi Nugget Army. And soon, after the Nazi Nugget General left our view, the Hitler Nugget was the last to go, and soon, he ran away and was out of our way…

Until he popped up into our sights one more time and pointed at Forrest and yelled, “DO NOT THINK I HAVE FORGOTTEN ABOUT YOU RED CREATURE! AS SOON AS I HAVE KILLED THAT BASTARD STALIN…I WILL COME FOR YOU AND THE REST FO THE PUSSY ASS EATING FART NUGGETS IN THIS WORLD AND SEND YOU ALL TO THE OVENS! AND IF NOT…THEN DON’T THINK THIS IS OVER EITHER! WE WILL MEET AGAIN IN ANOTHER TIME, ANOTHER UNIVERSE EVEN! FICKT DEN SAFT!!!”

And then the Hitler Nugget and his Nazi Nugget Army was gone. And then there was a moment of silence between all of us as Forrest was still trying to figure what had just happened and I was waiting to see if anyone else would say something of note. As before, Neon was still standing there, in his own little world, and the others were doing their own thing. Although I believe Mac was a little sad on the inside as he didn’t get a chance to fuck the Nazi Nuggets like he had wanted…but who knows...maybe he was already in a committed relationship with apples and he didn’t want to cheat on them.

That or I was assuming wrong maybe, but who cares, Mac is Mac…there’s no telling what he’s thinking. With Neon on the other hand…no one wants to know what he’s thinking.

But anyways, it was just silence for a few seconds until I decided to break the ice and say to everyone, “I don’t mean to be that guy…but I kind of want to get this Halloween Special over with already. This is already way too long. So how about we get to trick or treating so we can end this special already huh?”

Arrell then said, “Ok then. Follow me.”

And so Arrell went ahead and started to lead us towards the little cottage as to where we would trick or treat first at. And as soon as Arrell was far ahead of us, Neon then followed suit and soon Jack followed behind Neon and then Mac and Forrest and then I was the last…well…was going to be second to last, but then I realized that Wolf wasn’t behind me.

I then quickly turned around as the rest of the guys went ahead and I noticed Wolf wasn’t following, nor was he paying attention to what we were doing, and possibly wasn’t even paying attention to the whole Nazi Nugget thing, and was instead staring at the rest of the ponies trick or treating. He was just staring at all the other ponies, as if he was caught in some kind of weird trance that he couldn’t break free from.

So I then asked Wolf, “Hey Wolf…are you coming?”

Wolf then responded to me without looking me in the eye, how rude, “Yeah…sure…i-in a minute Knight.”

I then was a bit confused as Wolf was a bit hesitant in his wording…and usually he’s cussing or something like of that nature.

So I had a weird, confused look on my face, but then decided to say to Wolf, “Uhh…we’re going to our first house to trick or treat. The guys have already left so we need to go now Wolf if you want any candy…or possibly roofers.”

Wolf then turned his head towards me without turning his body of course, all while still in his little ghost costume and he looked at me with big wide eyes as if he saw something of importance and said to me in a weird tone, “Yeah...uh…I think…I think I’m just going to go and skip trick or treating this year Knight.”

I then was a bit curious as my left eye brow was raised, I asked Wolf, “Why?”

Wolf then said to me, “I’m checking out some of these mares and their costumes and they look fine as shit.”

I then said to Wolf, “Ok…so what? A lot of costume look fine as shit…and some questionably that looks like it has STD’s ridden all over it…but still…”

Wolf then said to me, “Yeah…but some of these mare’s asses…they’re calling to me.”

I then rolled my eyes and then said to Wolf, “Go ahead Wolf.”

Wolf then looked like he might have had a big smile under that costume, as he looked a bit excited with his body language.

Wolf then turned his head back towards the mares and their asses he was staring at and I then yelled as he was running, “DON’T KNOCK ANY OF THEM UP THIS TIME! WE HAD TO DEAL WITH THRITY ABOERTIONS LAST TIME AND ALL THE ABORTED FETUS’S GHOST CAME TO HAUNT US! I DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO DO THAT AGAIN DAMN IT!”

And so with Wolf going off on his own, I went ahead and caught up to the other guys as they were far ahead of me by that point.

A FEW MINUTES LATER

Well, it took me a while, but I eventually caught up to them and by the time I had caught up to them, we were already at the place that Arrell was scouting for…in which case it was far away and from where we originally were at, only looked like a mere speck.

So it isn’t interesting that Arrell found it from all the way from the spot that he was scouting for a place to go and trick or treat to. But with that being said, we were at the cottage, far, far away from any kids that may or may not go stranger danger on us or some shit. And when we got there, it was almost like we were the only ones there, no other pony else around, just the pure silence of the night and a cricket that wouldn’t shut the fuck up. I’m sure if I had found the cricket, I would put it a gun to its ass, and kill it.

Anyways, we got to the cottage and when we got there, it looked nice. It was small, had that particular design as if it belonged in Ponyville or a medieval period of time or some shit. The windows were open as no curtains was in front f it and there was smoke coming from the chimney, indicating that someone was in there, doing something with the fire place.

That or they were burning alive, either way, you know something was going on inside. And the roof had that hay thing on top…not sure why some ponies have hay on top of their houses...or…maybe it’s not hey but very brown grass. I don’t know...what to say other than it looked kind of weird, but like I said, it looked like it belonged in Ponyville or some shit. And in the front of the cottage was a door of course, but there was also Halloween decorations and such scattered throughout the place.

Some were Jack o’ lanterns while others were pictures of black cats and spooky skeletons that were moving in a pre-determined motion, indicating it was done by a simple and more than likely cheap machine made in Chinaland where fillies and colts are worked to death and probably commit self forever sleep as well after a long hard day’s work.

But then they just pussy out because they don’t have the balls to choke themselves to death with an Super Nintendo controller…because those don’t exist in this universe…instead it’s a joy boy…but the sad part is there’s no wires to commit self forever sleep with.

Oh I’m sorry I mean suicide…there that’s better. Anyways, the place was nice and everything and when I caught up with the guys, they were all standing side by side, looking at it, and I’m sure waiting for me.

When I caught up Arrell noticed I was late, and he was about to ask me something but then Mac cut him off before Arrell could speak and he asked me as he came close to me and touched my face with both of his hooves, “Are you ok Knight!? We thought we lost back there! Was it Applejack that held you hostage!? I bet it was Applejack!”

Mac then let go of my face and then went back to going to all four for half a second.

But then he raised his right forearm high into the air and shook it like he was pissed or something and he then yelled out as loud as he could in the distance behind me, “YOU HEAR ME APPLEJACK! WE WON’T BE DEFEATED BY YOU AND YOUR HOSTAGE TAKING NON-SENSE!”

I then put my left forearm up and touched his right forearm and pushed it down back towards the ground and gave him a signal to calm down.

I then said to Mac, “Applejack didn’t get me, I talked to Wolf and he said he isn’t coming and instead wants to get more STD’s or something…in which case I’m telling you, I’m sick of having to cure his STD’s every time he goes out looking for ass. He has Molestia but noooo…he needs more ass…which is fair but…still…gets on my nerves.”

Arrell then said, “Well that’s fine then. As long as he isn’t going for my animals assess, we’re fine. Those are my asses. Anyways, let’s do this shit. The other kids should e clearing up other parts of Stalia pretty soon so we should get going quick and get us some sweet candy.”

Forrest then had a big ol’ smile across his face with big eyes that sparkled a little bit and he said excitedly, “Oh boy! I can’t wait! This is my first time trick or treating with Knight in our group of friends!”

I then said as I got right next to Arrell and Mac got right next to me and we all lined up side by side with each other, in front of the cottage, “Well…this is the special I suppose. At least it isn’t complicated. Well…let’s go get us some candy. We all know what to do…right guys?”

Jack then said, “Yeah…of course we do Knight. What do you think we are…retarded?...we’re supposed to trick them first right?”

I then said to jack, “No, you say trick or treat and if they give you a piece of candy, you walk away…WITHOUT TRYING TO KILL THEM…and if they don’t, well you’re supposed to trick them…that or take them hostage...either way, you’ll get something in the end. So we’re not going to make this overly complicated then it has to be…right guys?”

As I looked at all of the guys, they all nodded their heads…except for Neon who just looked at me with a smile as usual...but what do you expect from him?

So I then said, “Alright then. Let’s go.”

And then we all walked up to the cottage and somewhat walked in unison a little bit and as we got closer to the door, the straight line that we had made together, the six of us, started to become more or less a half circle so we could all crowd around the front door of the cottage. And once we got to the front door, we were all in our costumes and getting our bags ready somehow. I knocked on the door with my right hoof with confidence that nothing was going to get fucked up in any way, shape or form.

And once I did, there was a few seconds of silence, enough to get us to build up anticipation as to what will happen next. Surely it will go good and smoothly right? Surely no monster or overly complicated thing will come through that door that would set off a chain of events to take place that would make this Halloween special more longer than it needed to be…right? Well you are right there my friend, but no prize, just depression and shame is all you get, but we got a normal looking pony, she was a mare. She looked like she was pushing forty and looked kind and sweet.

Her coat color was a light-ish purple and she had what appeared to be a blue cutie mark of something…a light baby blue that is. And she was an earth pony as well, which would sort of explain why she was living a bit farther away than the other ponies that lived in Stalia. She also had a mane style that was all bundled up, whatever that hair style is called where it’s in a bun and in a swirl. Oh who gives a rat’s ass, but she looked like a nice mare and she was a nice mare as well as her voice said it.

Once she had opened the door, she also had a bowl of candy being carried on top of one hoof and looked like she was ready to meet and greet kids.

She also had a warm smile on her face and as she spoke, her voice was kind and welcoming, she said to us, “Oh why hello there. Well aren’t you all…”

Jack then interrupted her and he yelled out as he quickly got on to his two back legs to stand and raised the iron lead pipe up with his two hooves and screamed to the top of his lungs, “TRICK OR TREAT!”

And then Jack bashed in the old lady’s skull three times, as blood spurted out from everywhere and I think parts of her brain came out too, not sure though, but I thought I saw some pink stuff. And you could also hear the skull crackling as well as she immediately was pretty much dead by this point and was not expecting it whatsoever.

And as soon as Jack was done bashing in the old lady’s skull in, he had a smile on his face and he looked towards me and he asked me, “Did I say Trick or Treat right?”

I was then a bit hesitant to answer back to him, but I then was about to say something, “Uhhhh…”

But sadly Jack cut me off before I could say anything and he said with a big ol’ smile on his face, “Great! Now Let’s get us some treats!”

And so Jack jumped through the glass window, as the windows were open, just not the glass part. And so as broken glass shattered everywhere, Jack went in and tried to steal some of the old lady’s stuff.

As for Mac, as soon as Jack went inside, he then yelled out to everyone else still outside as well giving a gasp, “THERE MIGHT BE HOTSAGES APPLEJACK HELD UP IN THE BASEMENT! OF COURSE! HOW COULD I NOT HAVE KNOWN ABOUT IT UNUTIL NOW! IT’S OBVIOUS THAT APPLEJACK TIED UP POOR INCOCENT LITTLE KIDS AND PUT THEM IN THE BASEMENT! I’M COMING KIDS! I’LL SVAE YOU FROM THE MEANCE THAT IS APPLEJACK!”

And as Mac said those last words as he was yelling it inside as he ran into the cottage, as his hooves clashed against the wooden floors of the cottage and went straight for the basement. And so, with that being said, I then looked over to Forrest who was shocked and appalled as his mouth was agape and wasn’t sure how to respond as his some of the blood got onto him and his costume.

And then Neon, who was just standing there with a big ol’ smile across his face, then went towards the dead body and started to eat it. Didn’t cook it, didn’t magically change it into something edible or weird, he just started to eat the dead body raw and everything. He just took a bit ol’ bite out of the old lady’s dead boy. More specifically he took a big bite out of the skull. Funny enough, when the old lady dropped to the ground, all dead and shit, she also dropped the bowl of candy, of course.

The candy went everywhere and you would think Neon would eat the candy instead, but instead, he just went for the corpse. Corpses are nutritious from what I hear. Anyway, as Neon was eating the dead body that was once a living old lady, Forrest saw Neon just eat the corpse with a smile and taking big chunks out and shit and in turn that did it for him. Forrest then started to have a bad feeling in his stomach and quickly turned around and started to puke chunks into a nearby bush that was there by the cottage.

And Forrest just puked and puked as this was all going on. So let’s go over it shall we? Jack just had killed an old lady by bashing her skull in and stealing her stuff, Mac was in the basement doing god knows what, Neon was eating a dead body raw, and Forrest was by the bushes, puking and who knows, he probably wanted to go kill himself afterwards later that night. And as for me, I was just standing there, giving myself a slight sigh.

However, Arrell wasn’t doing anything weird and he came up right next to me after I have a slight sigh and he put his left hoof on my shoulder and said to me with a small smile that to help make me not think about what was happening, “Don’t worry Knight. This happens with us sometimes on Halloween. It’s not so bad…you’ll get used to it.”

Once Arrell was there I had turned my eyes sideways because he was right next to me and everything…you know what I mean, where the pupils go to the right or left if someone is right next to you. Anyways, I also had my left eye brow up as I was a bit unsure of how true Arrell’s words were. But to my surprise, a white cat came out of the house, wondering what was going on and why its owner is dead on the ground being eaten by Neon Party.

And once Arrell laid eyes on that white cat, he then said, “CAAAAAT!”

And he started chasing it around the cottage, inside and out as the cat was spooked by him and started running as well.

And as Arrell was running around, he was saying to the cat, “COME HERE KITTY CAT! I JUST WANT TO DO HORRIBLE EXPERIMENTS ON YOU AND FUCK WITH YA!”

And so, as all this was going on, I could add Arrell to the list as I just stood there and sat on my ass, giving a very cynical look in my eyes and facial expression and gave a big sigh this time, pretty much saying I was tired of it all. It was supposed to be a good, short Halloween special, but instead it wasn’t that.

And so, after I gave a sigh, lots and lots of rats started to come out from the house as Mac, with a big smile on his face, was standing in the doorway, moving his arms up and down, saying, “GO! GO KIDS! BE FREE! YOU ARE FROM APPLEJACK’S CLUTCH OF EVIL! NOTHING TO FEAR FOR MAC IS HERE TO SAVE YOU ALL FROM THAT IS UNHOLY…APPLEJACK!”

And all the rats were colored white, brown, and black. And the whole place was flooded with mice as well.

A FEW MINUTES MORE LATER

So sometime passes by, everyone is doing their shit, and soon everything had calmed down and we were in a little circle as well. And so with that being said, I had told Jack to put the stuff down, especially since his candy bag couldn’t carry it. Neon had done eating the body, Mac had done letting the rats out, Arrell accidentally killed the cat, and Forrest was done puking up loads.

And so I got the guys together in a small circle and then said to everyone, “Ok...so we all know that what you all did was not trick or treating.”

Mac then raised his right arm, as if he was awaiting to be called upon so he could ask a question.

So I said after giving a slight sigh, “yes Mac?”

Mac then responded to me with, “So…what were we doing then?”

I then said, “What the fuck do you think you guys were doing?”

Neon then said, “Liberating an oppressed state that is ran by an illegal Mexican?”

And then suddenly an illegal Mexican showed up, mostly in human form, don’t question it, and said, “Hey seniors…”

Then I quickly took my gun out from the holster that was a part of the costume, because I did put a gun in there. I just forgot about it is all, but it did look good and shit when I tried the costume on for the first time.

But anyways, I shot the illegal Mexican and the dead body fell to the ground and I had an annoyed look on my face as I then quickly turned back to look at Neon and said to him, “No! No! We’re not doing another side thing! We are going to get this special done and over with! Got it!?”

And then Neon said with a smile, “Are you going to eat that dead boy?”

I then gave a slight sigh and closed my eyes and said to Neon, “Knock yourself out.”

And so Neon walked over to the dead illegal Mexican body and started to eat the dead body raw…once more that is…and once Forrest saw it, he said to himself quietly, “I think I’m going to be sick…”

And so Forrest started to puke up green chunks once more. And I then gave another sigh, this time being more obvious.

I then said, “After they are done, we’re moving on to the next house. This time…be careful not to fuck anything up…got it?”

Mac then raised his right arm again and I then said to him, “Mac, this isn’t a class. Unless of course you’re going to ask if Mayo or mustard is an instrument, just speak up.”

Mac then said, “Well before we do go to the next house, I’ve got my Halloween special surprise for you guys on what we are going to do tonight!”

I was then a bit curious and had that kind of curiosity look on my face as well as my left eye brow was raised and I asked Mac, “What do you mean?”

Mac then said, “Well…since you asked…

LATER AT THE EDGES OF EVER FREE FOREST

…we’re going to go to Applejacks farm!”

We were all then standing at the edge of the Everfree Forest, as we got there pretty quickly…you know…since it’s a special after all. And we were all looking deep into the dark forest, wondering what Mac was trying to say to us.

I then asked Mac, as we were all confused, “What do you mean exactly? Because we’re standing at the edge of the Everfree Forest.”

Mac then said as he put his right hoof on my head and ruffled up my mane a bit and said to me with a smile, “Of course I know that you silly goose. What I’m trying to say is that we’re going to go through here fancy smancy forest and sneak up on Applejacks farm. And of course I’ll be in my clever disguise thanks to my lovely Halloween costume that I made myself of course And once we wait until midnight and all is quiet…BAM! We hit Applejack’s farm and show her that we mean it!”

I was still a bit confused and then asked Mac, as everyone else kind of got the message, “Why are we going to do this?”

Mac then said, “Because…we’re friends aren’t we? And aren’t friends supposed to help each other out? I thought since we were all together, we can hit Applejack where it hurts and strike while she isn’t suspecting it! So what do you say guys! Are we going to show Applejack who’s boss or what!?”

And then no one said anything at all. It was just silence except from Forrest; he just gave Mac a slight cough. As for Mac…he was waiting for a response with a smile, but then as soon as he got no answer from us, as we just looked at him with a face showing that we didn’t care, Mac started to get worried a bit. His face turned from having a smile and excited to having a disappointed face.

I then went up to Mac and put my right arm around Mac’s neck and then told him calmly and reasonably, “Look Mac, were not going to do it.”

And then after that, Mac quickly brushed off my arm and had an angry face on while looking pissed and he then asked me, “AND WHY THE HELL NOT?”

I then said to him, “Because…it’s Halloween night, this is a Halloween special, and we need to get it done without complicating things any further. This will only make things complicated I’m sure and we’re not going to do this…got it? So come on, we’ve got more houses to hit tonight before Halloween night is over.”

And then I started to walk away from Mac and the others started to follow suit, but Mac didn’t follow suit and I didn’t even bother to turn my head and look to see if Mac was following us or not.

And as we were walking away, Mac then looked really pissed as he continued to stand there and said to us, “WELL FINE! FUCK YOU ALL TOO! I’LL GO OUT ON MY OWN AND FIGHT APPLEJACK MYSELF! AND WHEN I’M DONE, YOU’RE GOING TO REGRET NOT COMING WITH ME DAMN IT!”

I then said out loud as we were walking away, “WHATEVER YOU SAY DOUCHEBAG”

And Mac from that point on just gave a small, low sound growl from underneath his breath.

TEN MINUTES LATER

And so, with us going on our own, Mac was all by himself. He was walking through the dark woods at night, not walking on a straight forward path or nothing.

He was stepping on fallen leaves from the fall running thingy and was also mumbling to himself with an angered look on his face, saying stuff about how we’re a bunch of pussy ass bitches and that we aren’t friend or some shit. You know…the usual stuff that friends say sometimes behind each other’s backs when they’re angry. But the issue was he was doing it all at night, not saying or giving a comment how spooky and scary it is to be outside late night with the moon out, full and bright and such.

No, instead, Mac was just keeping his head down, still in his so called costume, walking towards Applejack. As he was walking, he could hear owls as well from the distance and all of this was nothing bothering Mac at all whatsoever.

And as Mac kept wondering through the Everfree Forest late at night, Mac then finally said to himself, “Who needs those guys anyway? I can do this perfectly fine on my own…out in this…spooky old forest and all.”

Mac was starting to get scared a little bit. It was a spooky dark forest after all…that was probably filled to the brim with spooks. And as he kept walking deeper and deeper into the Everfree forest, Mac started to hear some noises that he was unsure of if it was just in his own mind or something monstrous was really there. Mac started to turn his head from side to side, having worried looking eyes and wondering if there were creatures out and about, staring at him, spying on him, watching from a distance and waiting to strike and feast upon his tasty flesh.

And as Mac was starting to worry, Mac started to tell himself quietly, “D-Don’t think about it Mac Farmer…e-e-everything is going to be alright. N-no m-m-m-monster is out to scare me or kill me…but it...could be Applejack though…and her apple minions…and family…waiting to kill me. After all the terrible things that I’ve done them…maybe it’s the ghost of the apple family that I killed…m-maybe it isn’t though…get yourself together Mac…everything is going to be a ok.”

And then a low pixilated picture that was a .gif of a ghost that looked like it came from the early internet of the nineties, came out of nowhere and said to Mac softly, “Boo.”

And then Mac jumped up in the air a bit and screamed bloody murder as he ran the other away and screaming for his life as he said, “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

And as Mac ran towards from where he came, Mac accidently fell down a hidden hole that was not seen in years by another living creature. Yup, just out of nowhere as Mac was just running blindly and in the dark late at night. And as Mac fell down this hole, it was down and down and down until it came to a curve and Mac slid down.

All the while as Mac was falling down, he was screaming as usual until he landed and came to a stop after the curve sort of slowed him down a bit. And as he slowed down, he came upon a room…a dark room that was hidden from most ponies for years and not to have been seen in at least two thousands years or so…or something like that…honestly I have no fucking clue where that room came from, but as for where Mac was, it was like a big ol’ cave or some shit. And the only thing lighting it was a hole from the top of this deep, dark cave where the moonlight could shine through it.

And there was a bridge as well, made of old cobblestone and looked like it took centuries to sculpt and build. And across this bright stood a podium that held one, old, dusty, leather bound book. And as he saw it as he stopped screaming. Once he did see it, he was a bit curious as he looked around and wanted to get a closer look of the book.

And so with that being said, Mac got off from his ass that he slid down and started to walk towards the book, in which case he walked to the old bridge in order to do so. And as he was walking, the whole place in scope was pretty big as Mac looked around. He didn’t say a word to himself, but only looked around in amazement as to what kind of place that he was in at the time. And so he walked through the place, he finally got to the podium where the book was being held at. And once Mac got to the book, he took a closer look at it.

It smelled funny as it was ancient, but at the same time it looked mysterious and cool looking as the picture on the front cover of the leather bound book, was that of a jack o’ lantern with a face carved in to it. A simple two eyes, a nose, and a smiling mouse. And with that being said, Mac just became even more curious and so Mac opened up the book with his right hoof and turned to a random page that just so happened to be the page that had some odd words written in it all in red ink too.

It was probably blood but who knows. But anyways, Mac then started to read those words and he said out loud in his usual southern like tone, “To all who reads this, be aware of what you are about to unleash. Know once you finish reading this book, all of the creatures that comes from this book must be defeated one after the other every year on hallows eve before fighting the dark lord that rules all the monsters. And yes, this does not make any sense whatsoever and does not rhyme because we’re fucking lazy. I mean what do you expect, this is the medieval age when we’re writing this…it’s fucking boring as shit and over half of us are retarded with no education…fuck you…”

And after Mac had said those two magical words, a green light emitted from the book, a strong one at that. It was a big, strong source of green light streaming out from the book and shot up straight into the sky and right into the moon, where it probably went straight to the moon and did something to it...maybe or perhaps it was foreshadowing something later to come…or not who the fuck knows.

But the green light was strong and soon wind started to fill the cave as Mac’s mane started to flow like crazy and somehow brown leaves found its way inside the cave as well and those leaves too started to be caught up in the wind and its current. And then thunder could be heard in the distance but yet there were no rain clouds or lightning storm anywhere to be seen, only the sound of crackling thunder indeed.

All of this chaos seemed to have been made once Mac had read from the book that was hidden in a cave for maybe a good reason. And as this was happening, Mac was worried. He even started to look a bit scared as well. I supposed even an idiot filled with envy has a heart of gold…or maybe he just feels emotions like any other pony…except for Neon ninety nine percent of the time. And as the green light that that emitting from the book, soon a burst of green energy shot up into the sky as well and Mac saw all this unfolding before his very eyes. He started to take a few steps back as he was unsure what he had just unleashed and was not sure if he had made a grave mistake.

Maybe, he had thought, that he was going to do die. In fact, Mac was thinking inside his mind, trust me I know, ‘Oh fucking apples! What did I do! Did I release Applejack’s evil shadow pony person!? What’s going to happen? What’s going to happen to my apples? Will I still get to kill Applejack even if the apocalypse happens...maybe….we’ll see…?’

And soon after a minute of this green energy shooting from the magical, ancient book, a dark figure started to arise from within the book and was slowly rising upwards and hovering in mid-air. The figure’s shape was a bit hard for Mac to make out, as Mac started to squint his eyes a little bit to get a better look at the said creature. The creature’s outline took the form of a bi-pedal creature it seemed as it had hands with pointy ends at the end of the hands along with two legs and two pointy feet.

But the head looked a bit weird as it too had a pointy end. And as the figure emerged and became more clear by the second, the figure was standing in an upright position, indicating it was like human, but more slender like and more weird like so it was possibly some sort of weird bi-pedal creature that was standing there. And as soon as the green energy was done emitting from the book, the book closed, but the wind and thunder continued to flow deep into the night. And as the green energy light went, so did the shadowy figure…instead Mac got to see who the shadowy figure was.

And I’m sure in your head or in Mac’s head, dramatic music was playing somewhere in his mind or your minds or some shit as this moment of reveal. I mean I’m sure Mac was thinking of it…what else would he be thinking of? The consequences of his actions…probably not. But anyways, Mac was standing there with wide eyes and filled with curiosity as to what he had just unleashed and there standing before him was a bi-pedal creature of some sort. Of course Mac didn’t really know what that was…he lived on a farm for his whole life after all.

And the shadowy figure was revealed to be sort of like a green goblin of some kind. The green goblin’s look was mostly black. From his neck to his feet, it was all dressed in black. Weather it was black clothing or just a bunch of shadows…no one really knew, not even I knew this one…I know you’re all very disappointed by that lack of information.

Shoot me a river and cry mother fucker.

But the head was that of like a goblin almost where the top of the skull was elongated a bit, but had a pointy end and he also had pointy ears and big blue eyes as well. He even had a big, weird noise and to top it all off, he had pointy, sharp teeth located in his mouth…at least the front teeth that is. I’m sure the rest were normal teeth that would be fit for an herbivore or a carnivore. But for Mac, this was astounding as he had never really seen anything like it before…like I said, been living on the farm his entire life and usually farm people don’t get to see the bi city stuff too often.

I mean whenever farmers get a chance to look at their pigs, they get a hard on pretty quickly. And with that being said, Mac started to inch forwards every few seconds as his eyes were wide and filled with wonder like a child. Like a child discovering what a pedophile looks like for the first time.

Mac was being kept in the shadows as he had backed up when the light was being emitted from the book, but now he was slowly coming towards the light and as soon as he got close enough to get a good detailed look at the goblin before him, he also got to see the goblin had a smirk upon his face, as if he had confidence and knew he was some kind of bad ass…but not really though because he looks like pansy of some kind.

Anyways, Mac slowly got closer to the light and as he did, the green goblin looking fella raised both of his arms up and said in his weird, sounding voice that was a bit too high pitched for his look, “IT IS ME! THE LORD OF HALLOWEEN MADNESS! THE KING OF HALLOWEEN CHAOS! THE MASTER OF ALL THE CRRATURES OF THE NIGHT DURING HALLOWEEN AND ON ALL HALLOWS EVE! WHO HAS SUMMONED ME AND RELEASED ME FROM MY PRISON!? STEP FORTH, AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE A REWARD IF YOU DO NOT RESIST MY POWERS!”

And then Mac came into the light…he didn’t find Jesus…he just found the light. Jesus is somewhere else and will probably touch you in the no-no place if you do find him and get too close to him.

Well as Mac came into the light, he then said in his southern tone, “It’s me! I released you! Are you one of those fancy genies that I’ve been hearing all about lately?”

The green goblin was looking around to see if it was in front of him, but he was floating in mid-air, so he had to look down. When he saw a talking Technicolor pony, he had a confused look on his face as he was not expecting for a pony, especially a little pony, to be releasing some sort of ancient evil creature or some shit. And as Mac was asking his question, Mac had one of his eye brows raised as he was confused as well and thought it was a genie.

However once the green goblin saw him, he went down more towards Mac’s level and got close to him, still over towering him, but was closer to the ground from before and asked him, “Who are you?”

Mac then said with a confident smile on his face, “The name is Mac Farmer! So…for my first wish…I want my dick to be three times big as it is…that’ll show Applejack who has the penis around these here parts…he he…”

The green goblin was confused at first and continued to have a confused look on his face, but he then wiped that silly little look on his face and replaced it with a more confident, angry, determined look instead and said, “NO YOU FUCKING IMBECIL! I’M NOT A GAY ASS GENIE! I AM…THE KING OF HALLOWEEN!”

And as the green goblin looking thing said that, he had closed his eyes, raised both of his arms up once more as thunder and wind came in for effect, all the while him having a grin on his face. But Mac wasn’t paying attention and soon when Mac started speaking to him again, the green goblin opened his eyes and had that look when someone interrupts you rudely, but are also confused by it as well.

Mac then said to the green goblin, “And for my second wish…I want to ride to be able to have three balls instead of the usual two. That way…when I get to Applebloom and her…”

The green goblin was then annoyed by Mac’s rude behavior and he then closed his eyes and got close to him and yelled, “SILENCE!”

Went the green goblin looking thing yelled towards him; his yell was a bit powerful to where Macs mane and some of his skin blew a bit backwards.

And then after the green goblin looking thing was done yelling, he then asked Mac a very serious question in a serious tone with an angered look on his face and asked, “Do you even know who I am…whatever you are?”

Mac then said with a straight face, “No.”

The Green Goblin then said as he had a bit of a confused look on his face as he too raised sort of an eyebrow and got close to Mac’s face and asked, “The king of Halloween? The master that controls all monster of the night? The lord of all hallows eve?”

Mac then said again with a straight face, “No.”

The Green Goblin looking thing then said, “Then how about my other name………Cl…arence….larence….have you even heard of that name before?”

The green goblin looking thing had said his other name, Clarence, as if he was a bit embarrassed to say it. And to be fair, it is a pretty embarrassing name…ha ha ha…whoever poor soul gets that name is sure fucked for life. Ha ha ha…what a maroon Clarence’s are.

Anyways, Clarence was awaiting a yes answer from Mac but Mac then said with a straight face once more, “No.”

After Mac gave his third and final no, Clarence was frustrated and he then asked himself, “NOT EVEN CLARENCE!? OH COME ON!? HOW COME NO ONE KNOWS OF MY GREAT AND POWERFUL RULING!? DOES ANYONE EVEN REMEMBER WHO I AM ANYMORE!?”

Mac then took a few seconds and then answered the rhetorical question with, “No.”

He even said it was a straight face...again. And with that being said, Clarence then looked down towards Mac and started to wonder about why he was a pony as well. He had seen ponies back his day, but at the same time, not by much.

So Clarence got even closer to Mac and asked him, “You…pony thing…Mac…isn’t it?”

Mac then nodded his head in response. Clarence then asked Mac, “Tell me…what has happened in my 2,000 years of absence in this…world of yours?”

As he was saying that, Clarence pulled Mac by is back tail and was being held on to by Clarence only by his back tail and was being hung upside down as well as Clarence lifted him up into the air and sort of tried to make it eye level with him. Although it wasn’t quite eye level, it was still below Clarence’s chin. And Mac had no problem with this whatsoever.

And Mac responded with, “Oh I don’t know about history. I failed History class when I was in kindergarten. Teacher thought I was retarded…but I showed her what’s for…I killed her dog…and then she committed suicide after. Sure showed her. Besides…what they teach in the history books is all lies and the secret shadow government that is being run by apples has re-written the history books. Everypony else thinks I’m crazy...but I’m not. Instead…they’re the ones that are crazy. The real history of Equestria involved a block of cheese, giant cows from outer space, and me time traveling back in time to defeat the evil cows from outer space and to relinquish the evil empire of the apples that also went back in time, and ending it with me restoring the timeline and giving peace throughout all the lands…while also selflessly giving the power to Princess Celestia and Princess Luna to make sure the apples never harm anypony else ever again. But instead the secret shadow governments of apples have everypony fooled. WELL I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED DAMN IT! IT’S ALL LIES BY THE GOVERNMENT TO KEEP US SUPPRESSED AND I WILL ONE DAY FREE THEM OF THEIR ARROGANCE AND WAKE THESE PONIES UP DAMN IT!”

Clarence then just had a disappointing frown form across his face, as if he too was starting to become cynical like I was. And then Clarence opened his mouth as big as he could as he spoke his next words and yelled those words like before with such force that it caused Mac’s mane to move a bit as well as his skin a bit.

Clarence yelled at Mac’s face, “NOT THAT YOU FUCKING IMBECILE!”

Mac then said in response, “Well that’s rude…”

And then Clarence threw Mac back down on the ground and Mac just landed on his back on the cold, hard cobblestone with a thud. It kind of hurt him a bit, but he was an earth pony after all and he got right back up on his four hooves and then raised an eyebrow towards Clarence, a bit confused as to what he meant…because he doesn’t know no fancy smancy history…he’s a farmer after all.

Anyways, Clarence then asked Mac while looking down towards Mac and still floating in the air while also giving him a cold stare as well as having his arms down by his side, “Let me ask you this…little pony…are all the creatures running around, causing havoc and chaos on the weak?”

Mac then continued to raise his eye brow, but then put it back down and said again with a straight face, “No.”

And then Mac’s expression turned into a calm, relaxed state one and started to explain to Clarence, “Most ponies are happy, and they live in harmony or some shit…something to do with friendship and making friends with every creature and something something rainbows and sunshine and bullshit like that. Honestly I don’t go with this so called friendship trend, I think it’s just a fad and it’ll die out within the year or two…and I’m sure it will happen because I’ve been telling that to other ponies for the past ten or so years and they are going to be sure sorry that they didn’t believe me, let me tell ya. I mean, this whole friendship fad thing isn’t really going to go anywhere. Now let me tell you what is going to take off…pogs…or at least that’s what the kids these days call them. I don’t really know what these so called pogs things are…but apparently some kids found them out in the woods or some shit…honestly…kids these days..Am I right there Clarence?”

While Mac was talking out loud after he had explained the part where most ponies live in friendship and harmony, Clarence had turned his back sort of and started to talk to himself quietly, completely ignoring what Mac was talking about from that point forward so with what Mac had said, it was completely useless.

With what Clarence was saying to himself while Mac was babbling on with whatever he was saying, “So it’s no longer the age of chaos and havoc huh? And Ponies roam the lands as well? That’s odd…clearly I have been gone for a long time…and clearly these ponies have over stayed their welcome.”

And then when Mac asked Clarence a question, Clarence turned his attention back towards Mac and his answer was, “Oh yeah…sure…whatever you say…little pony…thing….”

Mac then said, “Hey! I’m talking to you and you don’t listen to me…maybe you are working with Applejack!”

Clarence then gave a sigh and then said to Mac, “Go away pony…can’t you see I’m busy here. I’m trying to plot on how to create chaos and bring this land back down to its former, glorious self. Don’t you have a place to be with your so called friendship?”

Mac then started to have a bit of a sad face on and he said in his usual southern accent tone, “Well no. My friends left me alone in the woods on my own.” Clarence then had sort of big eyes, as he had realized that Mac just said in a way he didn’t have friends. But he needed it to be clarified to him so Clarence then looked towards Mac and got closer to him and he asked Mac, “Your friends abandoned you huh?”

Mac then started to have an angry face on and said, “Yeah…and we were going to wreck Applejack’s farm and show her what’s for you know. But then they didn’t want to do it and left me on my own. Those fuckers.”

Clarence then started to get an idea…a naughty idea in his head as a big grin started to form around his face and a slight chuckle escaped from his mouth.

Clarence then said, “Say there…pony…Mac…was it? What do you say you and I team up and…have ourselves some fun tonight on this Halloween night huh? You still need to be rewarded for setting me free…right?”

Mac then thought it over in his head for a few seconds and he then asked, “Can we go and destroy Applejack’s farm tonight?”

Clarence then said “Sure…but one thing…do you know a place where I can send spirits and fifth dimensional spirits into physical objects so they can take over and help us have fun tonight?”

Mac then said with a big smile on his face, “Sure do!”

Clarence then stopped floating in mid air and stood firmly on the cobblestone ground on his own two feet and looked down towards Mac, as he towered the average pony…although if you were to stack three ponies tall, it would sort of equal Clarence’s height.

But anyways, as Clarence got on the ground, he then said with his grin still on his face, “Then little pony…you and I are going to get along just fine…he he he…”

Mac then said, but with a concerned look on his face as he was dancing a little bit on his two back hives, going up and down, “Yeah...but before we go, I got to go to the bathroom. I’ve been holding it in ever since the special started.”

And then Mac ran off in the opposite direction where Clarence was standing and went to go and use the bathroom or some shit like that and Clarence then said as Mac ran off and gave a slight sigh, “Fine…BUT HURRY IT UP BEFORE HE CUTS TO COMMERCIAL BREA…

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LATER AT MAC’S FARM

And so we cut back sometime later after Mac had to go to the bathroom and shit. Honestly nothing much happened other than Mac went to the bathroom, Clarence helped Mac get out of that cave thingy, and they were walking through the woods and shit. Eventually they got back into Stalia territory and they were headed towards Mac’s farm, although Clarence didn’t know that yet as Mac was leading the way.

But as they were walking, they were walking by themselves and having a conversation with each other.

Clarence said to Mac, while raising his arms up for effect “Soon by the end of tonight, all shall bow down to me as their ruler of the night and all hallows eve shall reign for all of eternity!”

Mac then said, “I don’t know there Clarence…that doesn’t sound like a good motivation.”

Clarence then had a confused look on his face as he was walking and had one of his imaginary eye brows raised up and asked Mac, “What do you mean it isn’t a good motivation. It’s entirely plausible.”

Mac then explained to Clarence, “No no no…you need a good motivation when the authorities come for you. Like I said the secret shadow government is in control, and in order to subvert them that you didn’t do the crime…you’ve got to say you had a good, believable, understandable motivation that would be completely legal in the city of Stalia, but not necessarily legal in the country of Equestria…trust me I know it all every time I try and murder Applejack.”

Clarence then said, “Wait…what!? That doesn’t even make any sense!”

As Clarence was saying that to Mac, he was making simple hand gestures and moving it around to show to Mac, who was also looking behind himself every now and then while walking forward, that with what Mac said is completely absurd.

Mac then said with a cool looking smile on his face, “That’s exactly the point there Clarence…you need to subvert the authorities so you can commit the crime again. By the way…that’s a weird name for a weird looking fella like ya…Clarence. Not even a pony name...I think it’s one of those fancy smancy dragon names though.”

Clarence then put his hands towards his face and gave one, big, long sigh in frustration and said to make while putting his arms outwards, “I’m not even a fucking pony you fucking idiot! I told you this before so many times as we were walking and somehow you still don’t get I’m not one of these friendship, rainbow, pony things!? Are you some kind of a moron!?”

Mac then said calmly and simply, “Now Clarence…you can take that tone with me outside my farm…but when get to my farm you need to learn some manners…it is how we do it on the farm after all.”

Clarence then said with a disappointing look on his face, “You are a moron…well at least you’re taking me to…wait what!?”

Clarence then had a surprised look on his face because he just realized the farm part that Mac had mentioned towards him.

Clarence then asked Mac, “We’re going to a farm to release the spirits of the fifth dimension and to take form!?”

Mac then said to Clarence, “Wha?”

Clarence then said, “I thought we were going to a graveyard or an old church or something…something with statues and figurines…or at least a fucking pumpkin patch so I can make a great pumpkin or some shit to kill ponies! But instead we’re going to a fucking farm!?”

Mac then said to Clarence, “Sir…I don’t know what you’re saying…probably because you speaking that fancy college talk that I’ve been hearing about lately. Pfft…college…what pony came up with that idea…am I right there Clarence? Say, I’m starting to get sick of that name…we should give a new name if you’re going to be hanging out with me…and I have standards. Hmmmm…maybe we should give you the name of Dark Apple Slayer…..yeah...now that’s a name that will get Applejack running for sure. But between you and me…we’re just keep it short to Das. Does that sound cool with you…Das?”

Das then said with putting his hand towards his face again and tipping his head upwards and yelling out loud, “FUCK MY LIIIIIIIIIIFE!!!”

Mac then said, “Then it’s settled…Das…das good to know…”

And so both Mac and Das continued to walk for a few more minutes, with Mac being happy and having a smile on his face because he had found a new friend to help him kill Applejack and Das was walking with his arms down and his eyes half open because he just felt like he wanted to give up. He thought he had a chance at conquering the night for himself and his creatures, but instead he got unlucky and the pony who was helping him was an idiot. In other words, it was not going so good for Das.

But then they got to Mac’s farm and Mac said with a confident smile, “We’re here!”

And once they got there and they stopped in front of Mac’s vast fields of poorly taken care of Apple trees, Das opened his eyes big and wide and then started to take a good look around himself. He saw many, red, tasty looking apples up in the trees, and at first, Das thought it was useless by this point to even try to continue on with life and would be better to put a gun to his head and pull the trigger, but then he started to give it a second thought.

He just needed an inanimate object to release the spirits of the fifth dimension into, and the rest would take form, so as Das put his right hand to his chin and started to move it back and forth and think about what was before him, Mac was smiling away and said to Das, “So…what do you think? Do I have the best apples in Equestria or don’t I have the best apples in Equestria? And if you say no…I’ll have to kill ya.”

Das then said, “Well…it’s not completely dog shit…”

Mac then jumped in the air with a smile and said, “I KNEW IT! THAT’S ONE POINT FOR ME! SOON I’LL HAVE ENOUGH POINTS TO KILL APPLEJACK…or at least I think I can kill Applejack with points. Or was I just drunk that one time?”

Das then got closer to the ground by bending his knees and asked Mac, “Are all of these apples yours?”

Mac then said with a smile and raised his right arms and moved it while pointing it at the apples and said, “Yes it is. I grew all of this myself…while also adding a special ingredient to the mix as well. Family secret. So…are these apples good enough for…whatever you’re going to do…that will involve killing applejack I hope…”

Das then looked around one more time and then after a few seconds more to think, Das then came to the conclusion and said to Mac, “Yes…yes it will be.”

Das then had a small grin form on his face as he was about to unleash chaos and havoc in the world. And then, Das outstretched his arms with the palm of his hands towards the sky ad soon a burst of green energy came out of both hands and went into the sky, which then tore open and made a big ol’ hole in the sky that had sort of like a green, vortex, portal looking thing, that then unleashed the spirits from the fifth dimension into the world of Equestria. As for what the spirits from the fifth dimension looked like…it looked like just green ghosts with a bit of a creepiness factor added to them.

And soon spirits from the fifth dimension started pouring out like water and into Mac’s farm where they then started possessing Mac’s apples. Now you would think it would just be the apple and that’s it…but they did a little bit more than just take over an Apple. No…instead they grew in sizes varying from big to small.

All the apples grew legs that were like tree branches as they jumped off the tree. And then there was one giant apple that was made from one of the big spirits from the fifth dimension. They also had a mouth, a nose, and two eyes, sort of what you would see on a jack o’ lantern of sorts. And instead of pure darkness in their mouths and eyes, it was an evil green glow emitting from inside the apples as well. And both Mac and Das saw this all unfold before them Das had a creepy smile on his face, as his plan of coming back from over two thousand years was all coming together, But for Mac, he just sat there with a smile on his face, happy to see progress being made to kill Applejack.

I know…he has a problem. But what can you do about it? Soon, the spirits from the fifth dimension stopped pouring out and then the hole closed up, and Das stopped stretching his arms out.

Das then looked upon his army of evil, red apples and said to them all, “GO OUT MY MINIONS AND OUT ON TO THE STREETS! SHOW NO MERCY TO THOSE WHO RESIST OUR POWERS OF THE NIGHT! GO FORTH AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND! TONIGHT…WE TAKE BACK WHAT IS OURS!”

And so the army of the red apples marched on into Stalia, and Mac had no problem with this whatsoever. But Mac then looked up towards Das and he then asked him, with a small smile on his face, “So, what do we do now Das?”

Das then snapped his fingers and then the giant apple that I had mentioned a bit earlier came towards them all the while Das having a pretty confident smile on his face. He was contempt with what he was doing after all and was sure his plans would come together.

Anyways, Das then lifted himself up by floating in mid air, but also magically did the same for Mac and put himself and Mac on top of the giant apple that looked like a fat retard and said to Mac, “Little pony…let’s say we have some fun and watch the fireworks.”

Mac then said with a smile as he was getting comfy on the giant apple and still in his shitty costume like always, “That sounds like fun!”

Das then said in a calm, cool tone, “Sure it does little pony…sure it does…”

And then Das and Mac were off to wreck havoc across the land.

BACK IN STALIA

Ok so while Mac was doing his thing, me and the guys…we were still out and about trick or treating. Most of the kids had gone and shit and we were left with maybe an hour or two to reap in the candy that was left over. We had already stopped by a few houses prior, but it was just as bad as the first time we tried trick or treating at that cottage.

So after several attempts, and talking to the guys, this was our next try and to attempt to hopefully get it right when it comes to trick or treating. So we were in the middle of Stalia, barely any kids nearby, and it was a two story building of sorts.

So we were all at the door, huddling close so we can be seen as a group that wanted candy and right before I knocked on the door, I then said everyone to the guys, “Alright…so we have the right idea on how to trick or treat…right? We don’t eat the dead bodies if they are there. We don’t go chasing their pets. And we don’t go bashing in their skulls with a lead iron pipe. Am I clear on this with you guys?”

Then all the guys nodded their head sin response. I then said, “Alright...let’s try this for the thirteenth time…and let’s get it right.”

And then I raised my right hoof and gave three hard knocks on the door. And then a few seconds passed and the door opened up to an old stallion that looked kind and gentle and wouldn’t hurt a single fly. And as we were about to say trick or treat, Jack quickly put the lead iron pipe in his mouth, and started to break the old stallion’s legs.

He bashed the old stallion’s legs in several times, breaking every bone and crippling him until he was six feet under in the future. And as the old stallion’s legs were being broken, he was screaming in pain as much as he could and there was some blood coming out as well, as one of the bones broke through the skin and started spurting out blood. And once Jack was finished, he put the lead iron pip down and smiled towards me. I for one just gave out a sigh and closed my eyes while putting my left hoof over my eyes in frustration, but I didn’t have any other facial expression on my face because honestly, what did I expect from these guys?

But I didn’t need to say a single word as Jack then responded to me with, “What? At least I didn’t cut off their faces like last time and give it to Neon to put in his face collection.”

Neon then said out loud with his usual creepy smile, “I have a rare collection of pony faces that I keep in my closet. My favorite one is the zebra one.”

And then we started to hear screams of terror coming from the distance. And we all turned ourselves around to see what was happening. And what we saw was the whole town of Stalia being caught on fire along with other ponies running and creaming in terror as kids burned to a burnt and smelly crisp in the distance. All the while evil monster apples were terrorizing the town and doing weird things like eating ponies, mutilating ponies, and shooting out green energy from their mouths that was like a green energy beam that incinerated anything that it touched.

And we were all standing, watching this with our own eyes and I then asked, “What the fuck is going on here?”

We were all a bit surprised by it…except for Neon of course. As for the old stallion, he just laid there, hoping to die soon and swiftly. But as for us, we were sort of stunned by what was happening…until we saw the giant apple walking towards us.

And as the giant apple was walking towards us, Mac was jumping up and down and waving towards us with a smile and was yelling towards us, “HI GUYS! LOOK AT ME! I’M ON A GIANT APPLE AND ON MY WAY TO KILL APPLEJACK!”

I then said while still having wide eyes, “Mac?...”

However, the giant apple didn’t stop as Das was in command and didn’t seem to care too much or notice us at all.

In fact, all Das said as the giant apple passed us up and we were following it with our wide eyes, “Come on little pony…let’s burn this town to the ground!”

And Mac said as he was being dragged along in the distance by Das, “I LIKE BURNING THINGS! YAAAAAAAAAAAY!”

And then I stopped having wide eyes while the rest of the guys continued to have wide eyes and I gave a loud sigh and said to myself as the town was burning behind me in red flames and yellow flames, “Or course Mac had something to do with this.”

Arrell then liked towards me and asked as I turned around and looked towards him, “So what do we do now?”

I then said to Arrell, “Well considering this is a special…I suppose this is the special part. But to be honest, I don’t want to drag TK into this or make this any more complicated than it has to be so let’s just cut right to the chase. We need to get together as a team, make a plan on how we’re going to defeat that green goblin looking thing that was on the giant apple, and save Halloween night from being taken over…by that green goblin looking thing.”

Jack then asked me, “Is that it?”

I then turned to him and said, “Do you really want to draw this out more than it needs to be?”

Jack then was silent for a few seconds and he then said to me, “Maybe.”

I then gave a sigh and I then said, “Let’s just get this over with. Although we are going to have to get a sixth member in our group since Mac is gone.”

I then looked at the old stallion that Jack had beat up and he was still barely alive. So I looked towards the other guys and asked them, “How do you all feel about having a cripple in the group?”

It would make us look diverse…but I wasn’t sure…it is a cripple after all and If I know anything about watching movies and TV shows that had cripples in it…they are expandable.

And then Wolf, still in his ghost costume, came out from what seemed like out of nowhere and said to me, “I’ll join you guys and help fight this evil menace.”

Wolf had said it in like in a heroic tone as well. I then asked Wolf while having one of my eye brows raised as I was a bit curious, “Really? You want to help? But you don’t do anything? Usually you’re too lazy and just go back home, get high, and when I come home you’re passed out drunk while Molestia is raping you.”

Wolf then said, still in a heroic tone in his voice, “Yes…and I would be doing that to. But the apples ruined my chance to get some of that sweet fucking mare ass! And they shall pay the price for it!”

And so, with that being said, we just stood there for a few seconds in silence for the most part, as the fire was crackling in the background, slowly burning the town of Stalia away to ashes. And then after a few seconds, I then said with a straight face because by this point, I was ready to get the special over with, “Ok then.”

BACK AT MY HOUSE

And so we were back at my house, the library, which thankfully was not being burned to ashes like the rest of Stalia was. Although in the background, the whole town was burning and you could see that simply looking through my windows. Anyways, we were all in the living room area and everyone was on the couch or recliner while I was the one standing up and Wolf was standing right beside me as well…in a lazy kind of way that is.

Anyways, I then said to the group, while still in our costumes oddly enough, “Alright. So here’s what’s going on and what the plan is. From what I can tell, after we left Mac at the edge of the Everfree forest, Mac did something to fuck up our night and so we now have to deal with this kind of special instead of a special where it’s laid back and relax. So obviously we need to get this special done as fast as we can. I would say we should half ass it, but if we do, then we’re going to get a lot of angry mail in…and I’ve already got enough of that already. So we’re going to put some effort into this at least. What we’re going to do is you guys are going to go to the graveyard and be ready to battle out the evil monster apples while I go and find the giant apple and talk to that green goblin looking thing and challenge him to a fight at the graveyard. Now…since this is a special, we also need to bring something clever in or at least something people that watch this special is going to think that is clever, so Forrest, it’s up to you to go and find that Hitler Nugget thingy and convince him to help us.”

Forest then had a shock ad surprised face with wide eyes and then started to look scared as his face did show that and said to me, “Me!? Why me!? Why can’t we get someone else like those three little kids to help us that hang around us sometimes?”

I then said to Forrest, “Mac locked them up…remember...with a pedophile…”

Forrest then rolled his eyes back and thought about it and he then said in a disappointing tone, “Oh yeah…I forgot. But…do we really have to? Can’t we just use your half assed plan idea? What if the Hitler Nugget beats me up, takes my lunch money, and puts me in the oven? Aren’t you guys concerned about my well-being as a pony?”

And then there was a few seconds of silence amongst us until I said to Forest, “Forest, you know no one cares if you get thrown into the oven or not. Besides, the half assed plan was to do a montage of us fighting the apples and then explain nothing afterwards and just say the day was saved…so basically lazily describing it. But I have had enough bricks thrown through my window for once so I’m going to say no and just put some effort into it. That’ll keep the audience happy for a few minutes…until they realize they wasted their lives on something and regret it.”

Forrest then said with a sigh and a frown on his face, “Fine…I’ll go find the Nazi Nuggets then.”

And as for Wolf, he then said out loud, “So are we supposed to get weapons to fight the apples or what?”

I then said, “Well like no shit dumbass…unless you want to fight them with your hooves...or…paws…you guys are going to need something. For me I have my handy dandy gun that I can use. Jack has his lead iron pipe. Neon is…well he’s Neon. Arrell could probably use a big ol’ tree branch or something in the graveyard. And Forrest...well no one cares about him. As for you Wolf…well do you have anything?”

Wolf then said what appeared to have been a smile underneath and said happily, “Well I’m glad you asked Knight. Yes…yes I do have a weapon…its right here,”

Wolf then went into the kitchen and dragged out a big ol’ wooden cross and brought it into the living room area.

And at first I had a confused look on my face and asked Wolf, “You’re going to fight them off with a giant wooden cross?”

Wolf then said to me, “Pfft…no. This is clearly a lower case T of course. And the idea is that I set this lower case T on fire, put it up right into the ground, and that way, those evil apples are really going to be scared. I mean who isn’t afraid of a burning, lower case wooden T?”

I then asked Wolf, “How long have you been having that in the kitchen?”

Wolf then said to me, “Ever since I started making this costume three months ago.”

I then gave a few seconds of silence to take it all in until I said, “Uh…huh…well…we all know what the plan is? Well…let’s move out…so we can get this fucking Halloween special over with already. Damn…fucking director…”

And so we all moved out and did our thing…

AT THE GRAVEYARD

While I was off doing my thing to find the giant apple, they finally made it to the graveyard after about roughly a few minutes of walking there, getting around the fire that is burning Equestria, and all the evil apples roaming about of course.

And yes, Stalia has a graveyard, go figure, but it was a bit of a ways off from the town so the fire was merely but a small glow in the distance so the stars and the full moon were still king of the sky at that point. And in a way, it was kind of creepy that graveyard. Being away from the town and such. Especially late at night and all you hear is the silence or that chirping of a cricket, in being in a place filled with dead ponies that were once alive that you may or may not have known in the first place…it was quite the site to see and place to experience. But anyways, the guys got there, entered through the iron gate and once they made it to the graveyard, they looked around.

All around were scattered tombstones of various sizes along with a few dead trees that had lost all their leaves and branches. And again…the atmosphere was sort of creepy. But the guys didn’t mind it by now, it was standard to be somewhat in a creepy place…they had Neon after all and he was just smiling…possibly at the many victims he had killed over the years, but that is only merely speculation on my part.

Anyways, the guys got there and Arrell said to the group, “Alright then, we’re here…so now what do we do?”

Jack then said, “I guess just sit back and wait for Knight to come and just be ready to fight.”

Wolf, who was still dragging his lower case wooden T along with him, then said, “That sounds good, I’m going to find a place to put this lower case wooden T and douse it with gasoline. If anypony wants to help me, you’re welcomed to.”

And so Wolf went on his own in the graveyard to find a spot for his lower case wooden T.

Sad to say, no one helped him at all. But I suppose…the timber wolf could do it on his own…that timber wolf that could…anyways, Forrest then asked, “But how am I supposed to find those Nazi Nuggets? I don’t even know where to begin?”

Arrell then said while shrugging Forrest off, “I don’t know...but you better find him quick or we’re fucked...so no pressure.”

And then the guys went their own separate ways, going to lay back and wait at the graveyard for my return…all except for Forrest. He was nervous and had that sweaty, nervous look on his face…until he spotted something in the distance. He had to squint his eyes a little bit, but once he did, he spotted something that looked familiar to him.

And then Neon came up right behind him and said out loud, “Eye spy with my little eye a Nazi!”

And then Forrest quietly asked himself, “Is Hitler…crying?”

And then Forrest, with a worried look on his face, went up to the Hitler nugget. As Forrest got closer, the Hitler Nugget was sitting on top of a typical tombstone as he was sad and depressed, putting both of his tiny hands on his face as there were dead Nazi Nugget bodies around, as if they were torn to shreds. When Forrest got there, the Hitler Nugget didn’t say a word to him and just paid attention to himself and his thoughts.

But Forrest was starting to feel bad for the little guy and he sat right next to the Hitler Nugget and looked right next to him and asked nicely, “Hey there little guy…what’s wrong?”

The Hitler Nugget then said in a sarcastic, cynical tone like myself, “Oh what the hell do you want red creature? Come to gloat in my embarrassing defeat as a leader?”

And out of nowhere, a damaged Nazi Nugget Solider was crawling on the ground with one eye, one leg, and a right arm only, saying to his fuehrer, “Please…someone kill me.”

The Hitler Nugget then looked down at the Nazi Nugget solider and said to him cynically, “Oh shut up George. I know you were working with the juice behind my back.”

Forrest then tried to carry on the conversation and asked the Hitler Nugget, “I’m not here to gloat you silly goose. I’m just here to ask what’s wrong and about your feelings?”

The Hitler Nugget wanted to continue to be angry at the world, but instead he gave a small sigh and said back in his tiny voice to Forrest, “Oh…it’s Stalin and his red army. They lured us back to their base and killed all my men…even the Nazi Nugget General, may his soul rest in peace, now I’m all alone and the rest of my men are far away. But the worst part though is that I was made a fool of by Stalin and his Red Army. I’m not supposed to be made fun of! I’m Hitler god damn it! I should be shown respect for all of my hard work that try to do to make this world a juice free world. But instead I just got pointed at and laughed by all. Sigh…I think I should have taken that art school class when I got the chance. At least there I could have made something of myself. But instead all I did was try to do the world a favor…but not even the world appreciates my sacrifices. And even then, my men back at camp are going to think I’m a loser for failing them and they think I’m a total asshole who’s leading them to their deaths. I’m just a loser…a disappointing, dimwitted, loser. Face it…I’m better off dead.”

Forrest then said with a worried look but at the same time a caring look on his face, “Don’t say that Hitler.”

And the Hitler Nugget then asked Forrest with an annoyed look on his face, “And why on earth do you say that red creature?”

Forrest then said to the Hitler Nugget, “Well…I’m a loser too you know?”

The Hitler Nugget then looked surprised with wide, beady little eyes and asked Forrest, “You are? But you’re a Pussy Ass Eating Fart Nugget? You’re supposed to have the whole world under your control and everything?”

Forrest then said with a warm smile, “Yeah…but not every Pussy Ass Eating Fart Nugget can rule the world you know. Some Pussy Ass Eating Fart Nuggets are losers like me and are only the punching bag for their friends whenever they’re angry and need to let off some steam.”

The Hitler Nugget went back to being annoyed and he then said, “Yeah…but you at least have friends. I don’t have anybody.”

Forrest then said with a continued warm smile on his face, “Well…you have a friend now…”

The Hitler Nugget went back to having that surprised look on his face and he then asked Forrest, “You?...you’re my friend red creature? Even though I tried to put you in the ovens right next to the tendies?”

Forrest then said, “Well…yeah…that’s what friends do. They forgive each other even when they hurt each other sometimes. You see…

It’s easy to know a pony

It’s easy to be a phony

But what isn’t easy is to make a friend

Sometimes it is hard to make amends

With those that you may have hurt

But it’s for those that you have burnt

I forgive you

HITLER NUGGET

I don’t quite get it red creature?

What are you trying to say?

FORREST

Well it’s easy to make friends like one, two, three

It’s as easy like climbing up a tree

You just got to follow my words

And heed them like the lord

All you need to do is to forgive

HITLER NUGGET

I still don’t follow red creature

Are you saying that I’m supposed to forgive?

FORREST

No, not quite

You worry about having no friends

Without making any amends

But the thing is about friendship

Is that it’s just like a courtship

Friends forgive each other

Even if one of them killed a Berber

That is what friendship is all about

HITLER NUGGET

Oh I get it now! It’s all about being friends with each other no matter what! Let me try!

You worry about having no friends

Without making any amends

But the thing is about friendship

Is that it’s just like a courtship

Friends forgive each other

Even if one of them killed a Berber

That is what friendship is all about

FORREST

Now you’ve got it

HITLER NUGGET AND FORREST

That is what friendship is all about

That is what friendship is all about

That.

Is. What.

Friendship.

Is about

And so after Forrest sang that song to the Hitler Nugget, the Hitler Nugget was smiling away and laughing a bit with pure joy in his heart…assuming chicken nuggets have hearts that is….oh the terrors of eating a live chicken nugget and finding out it‘s alive…oh no….

But anyways, the Hitler Nugget was hugging Forrest and Forrest was hugging back and then the Hitler Nugget let go and was smiling with joy and said to Forrest, “You know what red creature. I mistook you for some horrible pussy ass eating fart nugget that was in conspiracy with the juice. You know…you’ve taught me something that not all of you and your kind are bad.”

Forrest then said with a smile, “I’m glad to hear it Hitler.”

Hitler than said, “I’m going to go back to my camp and tell them what happened! And I’m sure they will forgive me for my mistakes and take me back as one of their own!”

And then the Hitler Nugget was running off and out of the graveyard and back towards his camp…until Forrest said, “Hitler!”

And then after the Hitler Nugget heard his name being called out, the Hitler Nugget turned around with a concerned look on his face and he said in his usual German accent, “Yeah?”

Forrest then asked the Hitler Nugget, “Do you think after you make amends…you can come back and help us out…as friends?”

The Hitler Nugget then had a warm smile appear on his face and he then said kindly back to Forrest, “Sure thing….friend.”

And the Hitler Nugget gave a slight wink and then he was off. And Forrest was left satisfied that he was able to make Hitler think in a new light. That sounded weird, but whatever as soon as the Hitler Nugget went off on his own, that’s when I came running back. Yes, I was running, and was sort of out of breath as well as I tried to breathe in and out and keep my running pace up.

I eventually got to the graveyard, and through the iron gate entrance and what not and Arrell and the others saw me coming. They all got up from their spots and Arrell asked me, “So…did you challenge the green gobbling looking thing?”

I then said while still trying to catch my breath, “Uhh…

A FEW MINUTES BEFORE

So a little flashback I suppose, I was in the middle of town, looking for the giant apple. Luckily it wasn’t hard to miss as I found it within a few minutes of the burning town of Stalia. And as soon as I found it, I went up to it, but the giant apple had its back turned to me.

But I then said out loud, “Hey! Uhh…can I speak to you!?”

And then the giant apple turned around and so did Das and Mac as well, and they were both having a good time with burning the town.

Mac saw me and he then said, “Hi Knight!”

I then said to Mac, “Hi Mac…uhhh…just out of curiosity…did you have something to do with this by chance?”

Mac then said with a smile, “Sure did! Why you ask!?”

I then said in a weird tone in my voice, “Well…you see Mac. What you’re doing is here is wrong. I mean I don’t care about the town of Stalia too much but…having an army of evil red apples to what I’m assuming all to try and kill Applejack is…a little excessive…don’t you think?”

Mac’s smile disappeared and was replaced with a worried one and Mac then said, “Little excessive? What are you? Stupid? It isn’t a little excessive…this is the right thing to do in order to save the world from Applejack.”

I then said to Mac, “I know…but…don’t you think you can climb down from there and try and help us stop this madness? I mean…this special has gone on long enough and…”

Mac then angrily cut me off and said, “NO! YOU DIDN’T WANT TO COME WITH ME AND HELP ME KILL APPLEJACK, SO WHY SHOULD I COME DOWN AND HELP YOU STOP THIS!?”

I then said with a sad face on my face a little bit, “Yeah...I know…and I’m sorry we didn’t consider what you wanted to do…but…”

Das then spoke up and he then said to me, “Didn’t you hear the little pony? He doesn’t want anything to do with you right now and he’s MY new friend. So how about you beat it so we can continue to have our fun…little pony…”

I then gave a slight sigh and a tad bit of a sad look on my face and said, “Well I knew this was going to happen. Specials are never easy for whatever reason. Well how about I challenge you green goblin looking thing…to a fight. At the graveyard. In twenty minutes or so from now.”

Das put his hand up to his chin to think about it and he then said while looking like he was shrugging it off, “Meh…why not, I’m getting bored here anyway! Me and my minions will see you later tonight at the graveyard in twenty ONE minutes! Be there…and be ready to suffer my wrath!”

I then said, “Ok then…sounds nice…see you there then…”

And that’s what happened…

BACK IN THE PRESENT AT THE GRAVEYARD

I then continued with, “Uhhhh…yeah…it went swell. He’ll be here in about like five minutes, we should probably get ready to…”

And then I heard a huge yell in the distance that said, “FIGHT!!!?”

I turned around and there was the giant apple with Mac on it, as well the army of evil red apples.

I then said, “Well…hopefully we’re not fucked. ATTACK!!!”

And as soon as Das heard me yell attack, he looked towards his evil red apple army and said, “After them my minions of the night!! Kill them and show no mercy!”

And then Das said quietly to Mac, “Sit back and enjoy the show little pony.”

Mac with a smile on his face said, “Uhh…sure…whatever you say…friend…”

And then Mac just sat there while we tried to fight off the army of evil red apples. And so with that being said, We charged at the apples as they came to us as well and we fought in the graveyard...adding even more dead bodies to it or something of the like probably. Anyways, with me, I pulled out my guns that I had in my holster with my magic and started to shoot up the place and sending bullets through the apples. With that being said, all the apples burst open after the bullet hit them, which also lead to have some apple mush being everywhere with each hit.

I even kept moving around and even turned my gun sideways and kept moving and shooting, leaving no apples alive. As for Neon, he just made bees appeared from out of nowhere and started to sing a song called, “It’s hip to fuck bees.”

As for Arrell, he did what I suggested and grabbed a tree branch and tried to fight them off by swinging it with his mouth and smashing some apples all around. With Jack, same thing, but instead of a tree branch, it was his lead iron pipe that he brought along for his Halloween costume, but this one was more hard hitting than the tree branch one because it looked like it didn’t take much effort to swing the damn thing and squash so many apples at once. And besides, Jack was tough and he knew what he was doing. And as for Wolf, he had just done planted the lower case wooden T into the ground and covered it in gasoline.

So as the evil red apples drew near him, Wolf grabbed a match and threw it onto the lower case wooden T and soon the lower case wooden T caught on fire and it look like something that the KKK would use on a bonfire night, And as soon as the lower case wooden T was on fire, the evil red apples screeched in pain as they didn’t like it and started to move back.

As for Wolf, he was a bit excited and was pumped up as he said, “YEAH! THAT’ RIGHT! TAKE THAT! YOU ALL SHALL BOW DOWN TO THE ALMIGHTY BURNING LOWER CASE WOODEN T MOTHER FUCKERS!”

And as for Forrest, he tried to put up a fight and put one of his hooves up and he said as apples surrounded him, “I-I’m not afraid to hit you and…kill you guys…so stay back.”

The evil red apples looked at each other and knew he was the weakling of the group just with that and so they jumped Forrest and they started to beat on him like the punching bag that he was. And so you think all was going good…but sad to say…we were starting to get our asses kicked as the apples started to come more in droves and started overwhelming us. We just couldn’t’ handle it anymore as they just kept coming and coming. It was like it was never going to end.

With me, I ran out of bullet and when I heard that clicking sound, I had wide eyes and I said, “Oh come on! I seriously don’t have any more bullets!”

And then the evil red apples jumped me and covered me up and tried to kill me. As for Arrell and Jack, they too tried to fight with all their might, but it was useless as they too got covered up in apples pretty quickly. As for Neon, the apples started to fuck the bees and kill the bees at the same time and they too started to jump on Neon and cover him up.

But as Neon was losing, he then said out loud, “THIS IS FUN! HA HA HA!”

And for Wolf, the apples weren’t even near him and he was happy that his plan worked…for about a few minutes as the fire on the lower case wooden T went out.

Once it did go out, Wolf quickly looked at the lower case wooden T with wide eyes and yelled out, “WHAT?!? NO! NOW IT’ JUST A REGULAR LOWRR CASE WOODEN T! NOT A BURNING ONE! NOOOOOO!”

And then Wolf was swarmed with evil red apples and they started to carry him off somewhere else.

And as he was being carried off, he then said, “NOOOO! GOD HELP ME PLEASSSSSSSSE!”

And as for Forrest…well he was still being beat up. And Mac was watching this all unfold…and you would think with how he acts, he would be loving it and seeing us suffer. But instead, he had a sad and worried look on his face.

So he turned to Das and he asked him while Das had a smile on his face, “Don’t you think that maybe this is a bit too much?”

Das then said to Mac, “Why do you care if it’s too much for them? You said that they didn’t want to be with you earlier tonight? They’re not even your friends anymore…I’m your friend…remember?”

Mac then started to have an angry look on his face and he then said, “Yeah…but they are still my friends!”

And then Mac turned around, leapt off the giant red apple, and landed on the ground and was on equal ground with us.

Mac then looked up towards Das as he was still having a smile on his face and on the giant red apple and he said, “They may have not done right be me tonight by leaving all by myself…but that doesn’t mean they ain’t my friends anymore. They still are…and friends stick by each other no matter what! And friends don’t hurt their friend’s friends either! So if you want to hurt my friends…I don’t think we can be friends anymore. Me and my “real” friends are going to go out and kill Applejack ourselves.”

Das looked at Mac with still a grin on his face and he then said, “Fine then…you can join them then.”

And then Das snapped his fingered and more evil red apples came swarming towards Mac.

In which case after Mac heard Das say those words towards him, he had wide eyes and was a bit confused and he said, “Wait, what?”

And then Mac was jumped by the evil red apples and we were all boned.

And as we were all boned, Das stood high and mighty on the giant red apple and said as he put his hands in the air as thunder came by as Das said out loud, “HA HA HA! THE NIGHT IS MINE! ALL SHALL PERISH WHO OPPOSE MY RULING! THIS HALLOWEEN NIGHT WILL LAST…FOREVER!!! HA HA HA!!!”

And then Das heard a slight voice off in the distance that said to him, “Not on my watch!”

And then Das was confused and turned around quickly as he said, “What?”

And to Das’s surprise, it was the Hitler Nugget and his Nazi Nugget Army, prepared to help fight Das.

The Hitler Nugget had his war face on and he said to his Nazi Nugget Army, “JUMPING NAZIS!!! ATTACK!!!”

And then special Nazi Nuggets that could jump really high charged forward and went ahead and attacked Das by jumping onto the giant red apple and overwhelming him…all while yelling their war cry as well…which was “FICK DEN SAFT!!!”

It was sort of a beautiful sight it was. And so with that being said, as soon as the Jumping Nazi Nugget Soldiers swarmed Das, Das was trying his best to struggle and get the Jumping Nazi Nugget Soldiers off of him.

But sadly for him, it did not work out for Das as he got way too overwhelmed and fell on the ground as he kept yelling, “GET OFF ME! DON’T YOU KNOW WHO YOU’RE MESSING WITH!?”

And so with that being said the evil red apples saw what was happening, went away from us and circled around Das, watching their leader being beaten at his own game…kind of. And as we got ourselves together and helped each other up, we went to watch as well and it was satisfying to say the least. As for the evil red apples, they started to whisper to each other and some of them weren’t sure how to respond to what they were seeing and that their leader was weak as Das continued to struggle with the said Jumping Nazi Nugget soldiers.

As for Mac, he was enjoying it and he had that angry look on his face, but wasn’t angry, he had that look that was happy to see the suffering of others.

As Das was suffering, Mac was yelling at him, “WEW! TAKE THAT DAS! YOU DESERVE WHAT YOU GET YOU LITTLE BITCH! IN FACT…I PITY YOU! SO I’M GOING TO TELL YOU WHAT I PUT IN AS MY SECRET INGREDIENT INTO THE APPLES TO HELP MAKE THEM GROW…I FUCKING JIZZ OVER IT MOTHER FUCKA!!!”

The evil red apples over heard what Mac had to say and they soon were disgusted and appalled by it and the thought really started to become sickening to the point where one of the evil red apples said out loud, “There’s cum inside of us? EEEEEEWWWWww!”

And so all the evil red apples took guns and blew their own brains. How or why…do not ask. And as soon as all the evil red apples turned into mush and their spirits from the fifth dimension went back home to their dimension…the fifth dimension. Das was left all alone as he continued to struggle with the Jumping Nazi Nugget soldiers on him.

But Das saw what happened to his minions and he said out loud as he reached his arm out as if he was desperately trying to grab them before they can escape, “WAIT! COME BACK! DON’T GO! I’M ALL ALONE HERE!”

And then the ground underneath Das started to open up, as the sun started to rise in the distance, and hands started to surround Das and pull him underground.

Once Das saw what was happening, Das said out loud, “WAIT! NO! NOT NOW! I PROMISE I’LL TRY HARDER! DON’T DO THIS TO ME! MAAAAAAC HEEEEELP MEEEEE!”

And those were Das’s last words he as pulled underground, not to be seen on that day or the next day or the day after tomorrow…but who would want to watch the day after tomorrow…I would rather hang myself with the wire to the super Nintendo controller then watch that piece of dog shit movie. Anyways, the world was saved…or Equestria was, as the flames that engulfed Stalia burned out, although the damage had already been done.

Pretty much everyone in town was dead and burned alive…even the babies and wittle kids as well. And the sun started to rise in the distance and it was a beautiful sight to see as well.

As for the Hitler Nugget and his Nazi Nugget Army, they all cheered with a job well done and the Hitler Nugget walked over to Forrest with his Nazi Nugget Army and said to Forrest, “Thank you red creature for helping me. You are a true friend.”

Forrest, who was having an embarrassing smile on his face, had red cheeks, and a big ol’ smile, said, “Awww...it was nothing.”

The Hitler Nugget then said, “Maybe I won’t be sending the red creature to the ovens after all. Thanks again friend! See you in the next special?”

Forrest then said, “Sure...it’ll be Christmas you know…”

The Hitler Nugget then said, “I’ll be looking forward to it.”

The Hitler Nugget then gave a wink towards Forrest and he then walked away with himself, his dignity, and his Nazi Nugget Army. As for us, we all got together, still in our costumes, although our costumes were badly damaged during the fight and didn’t look like it would be good to use for another day.

But we all got together, even Wolf, and I then said, “Well…I’m glad that’s over. We finally completed our first Halloween special. Now hopefully it doesn’t continue.”

Mac then said, “Yeah…I’ll admit…it was a bit much…but it sure was fun riding a giant red apple through town. Wish I could have killed Applejack thought with it.”

Mac then had a sad face on and looked like he was down in the dumps. But I still had a heart of course so I then said with a caring face, “Sorry about not wanting to do what you wanted to do Mac. We should have considered what you wanted to do instead of trying to do what we wanted to do.”

Mac then quickly put his head back up and put a smile back on his face while giving me a slight punch in the arm with his right hoof as he said to me, “Don’t worry about it Knight. There’s always next year….so do you think we can still try and kill Applejack later today maybe?”

I then said as I rolled my eyes towards the back of my head, “Sure, we can do it. Just don’t go crazy like what you tried to do tonight.”

Mac then said with a smile, “Sure thing…but no promises.”

I then said, “Welp…let’s go home then.”

Arrell then asked me, “Yea…but…isn’t Stalia destroyed?”

Wolf then butted in and said, “Yeah…didn’t everypony in town die last night and was burned alive?”

I then said to them as we started to walk off towards town with a beautiful sunrise in the background that gave off a warm orange glow, “No one fucking cares Wolf. Ponies here die like every fucking time whenever something wacky happens. They’ll just be replaced in time for the next special.”

Wolf then said, “Oh…ok then.” And then we went back to our homes, cleaned up, and had a relaxing day of not having any complicated adventure happening to us.

SOMEWHERE DEEP UNDERGROUND EQUESTRIA

And of course it’s not quite over just yet. So located somewhere deep under Equestria, in a cave or some shit like that, lied where Das was being held at. It was a very dark places and he was being held down or in place by a bunch of black, stringy, creepy looking arms that were coming out from the walls. And it looked like Das was in pain and he was in agony or something like that.

And as he was on his backside, looking upwards with big eyes and wondering if the pain would ever stop, he yelled out to himself, “WHY ME!? DID I NOT PLEASE YOU OH DEAR DARK ORD!? I AM MERELY THE KING OF HALLOWEEN AND HAVE SERVED YOU WELL! WHY WILL YOU NOT HEED MY CALL FOR HELP OH DEAR DARK LORD! PLEASE…JUST GIVE ME A SECOND CHANCE FOR NEXT YEAR’S HALLOWEEN SPECIAL!”

And then a deep, booming voice that was disembodied said to Das, “FUCK YOU! I’M SENDING OUT THE HEADLESS HORSEMEN NEXT YEAR! YOU CAN JUST SIT THERE AND FUCKING GO FUCK YOURSELF MOTHER FUCKER! I WAS FUCKING SLEEPING UTIL YOUR WHINY BITCH ASS SHOWED UP! SO SHUT THE FUCK UP NIGGA!”

And then the headless horseman appeared from what seemed like out of nowhere and held his head, which was a generic looking pumpkin that was on fire and said, “Eyup! That’s me! Ha ha ha ha…”

And he said it in a goofy tone and a laugh…like he was retarded or something. So until next year’s Halloween special…this is Knight…signing off…hopefully not though…fuck Neil Druckman….

Credits:

Knight

Wolf

Mac farmer

Arrell

Classy Jack

Neon Party

Forrest Fire

~~TK~~

~~Das~~ Clarence

Hitler Nugget

Nazi Nugget General

Stalin

The Red Army

The Nazi Nugget Army

Evil red Apples

Giant evil retarded apple

The spooky ghost .gif

The Dark Lord

With special cameo by:

The Headless Horseman

Crew:

9/11: Bush

Candle Vigil: Boomers

This was: A bad Idea

Thought it would be cool: But it was alright

Took a lot to write this one special: why did I do this

Oh well: I’ll do it again probably

Fuck me: Right?

7/11: Jeb Bush

Bongo Cat: He did the drums or something

Boo: I’m a ghost

Are you: scared yet?

No?: Oh Come on!

I’m a spooky Ghost!: and it’s Halloween damn it!

Fuck these kids these days: They don’t know what scary is

Fuck me: And my life

A Special written by The Masked Ghost

Also known as Bob Tom

Have a spooky and scary Halloween everypony…see you next year…

Maybe…

Author's Note

Ok so sorry for getting this out late and not making the original time of 7:00 P.M. CST/ 8:00 P.M. EST, I had some technical difficulties. And you can thank Microsoft for the delay because everything was going fine...but then my laptop was forced an update DESPITE ME TURNING THE UPDATES OFF...SEVERAL FUCKING TIMES... the update happened and it fucked with my computer. The mouse kept freezing so I had to go out and buy a new one and somehow that work. All I have to say is FUCK MICROSOFT AND WINDOWS 10 AND 8.1... LONG LIVE 7 AND XP...SPECIALLY XP...

Other than that, I was also running behind and I had to stay up several nights just to get this done. Whether or not this will happen again next year...I'm not sure...but I can at least tell you if it does, I've got ideas for next year's Halloween special. But if it doesn't...at least you'll still be getting a Christmas special later this year. I still have no clue what it will be all about..but it'll be about something...

So other than that...Happy Nightmare Night and see you for the Christmas season....HO HO HO MOTHER FUCKERS!!!