Pony Rock

Chapter 8: Royally Pissed

Fitz and the ponies arrived at Canterlot Station and after checking into their room at the Fillymont Hotel, the seven left for a meeting with Princess Celestia at the royal palace. Upon entering, all six ponies bowed in honor of their ruler. Fitz, on the other hand, did not bow until introducing himself in royal fashion. "Who might you be, human?" Celestia questioned.

"I am Fitzgerald, of the Schlitz clan," he bowed slightly in Mid evil style, "I have come from my realm in peace and service to your forces."

Celestia saw his respect and smiled, "I would be honored to have you serve in my Royal Guard. What was your name again, Sir…"

"Fitzgerald Schlitz, but my friends call me Fitz."

"Sir Fitz!"

"I'm not an English subject, so I can't really be knighted…"

"It is settled. Twilight," she turned to her humble pupil, "Your friend shall make an excellent addition to my Royal Science Fair. That is," she glanced back at Fitz, "if Sir Fitz does not mind being displayed for all of Equestria to see."

"Wouldn't be any different than other careers I've had," before the science fair, the gang went into a café for a bite to eat. Strangely enough, the author awaited them, "What the heck are you doing here?" Fitz asked.

"Well, I've got some bad news," he sighed, "Ladies, Fitzgerald, you're fired."

Their jaws dropped, "F-fired?" Twilight stammered, "How can you fire us?"

"Yeah! This is discrimination!" Dash shouted.

"No it's not. Besides, I didn't write you as a lesbian like every other fan-fic has you," The author pointed, tough but fair, "This story has been going down the shitter, pardon my expression, for the past six chapters. We're moving on with different fiction, and you guys didn't make the cut. So sorry," as the others looked at each other to see what to do, the author replied, "Please have your desks cleared out by this afternoon, and leave as soon as possible."

With that, the Ponies left for Ponyville to return to their previous jobs. Things were a tad different for Fitz, however. He stepped out of the café with the author, and immediately stepped foot in Billings, Montana. Fitz still had his job at K-Mart—seeing as he was only gone for a few days—and went back to his quiet life of desperation.