Blacklight Retribution: Stranger on a Stranger World

“Hey,” Ditto nudges Freddie. who was face down on the table day dreaming, “Hello?”

He bolted up in surprise, took a fast and deep breath and let out the following.

“ONDRA! NO!” he screamed in surprise then put both forehooves to his mouth.

Wide-eyed Ditto was just staring at the mental break down Freddie just had. He took notice of this and sighed.

“What do you want?” he said tiredly.

“I just wanted to say that my train has arrived, I packed extra things for you since you wanted to come along,” she narrowed her eyes on him, “We’ll talk about why you lied about your name on the train. Right now, we’re almost starting to get late for it, we’re going to have to hoof it.”

Freddie could only snicker at the only time saying ‘hoof it’ could never be more legit... Because you know... Hooves.

“Yeah,” he chuckled at his own wordplay, “Let’s *Snicker* hoof it.”

Ditto only blinked at what she couldn’t understand, but then regained posture and gestured for him to follow.

***

Train Station

***

The train station staff were racists... That was an understatement.

One dude actually went and threw a balled up paper napkin at the pair.

“Just ignore them,” Ditto hissed at the not too pissed fellow changeling. She looked at him with confusion as they kept walking to their train, “How are you dealing with this?”

He just shrugged, “Let’s just say that I know how to deal with racial malice.”

“Fair enough,” she said with a softer tone as she knew that she didn’t need to worry about a changeling on a new paper that was talking about attacking other ponies.

“That,” he started, “and Celestia said she’d kill me.”

Freddie started chuckling at that last part.

Ditto stared at him wide eyed, “She wouldn’t kill you,” she laughed.

Why does everyone keep saying that? Well for the record he only heard two ponies say that, but nonetheless it is most likely going to be said by many more ponies to come.

“If I die by her ha- hoof,” he stuttered, “I’m going to kill you.”

Ditto only continued laughing because she couldn’t take him seriously when he said that in a joking voice.

He sighed and thought to himself, “These equines will never understand... I already died.”

Reaching their train car, Freddie noticed that they were the only ones headed to the crystal empire besides another group of females and one male, the stallion with aesthetic wings.

“He’s here,” he whispered to Ditto, who raised a brow.

“The stallion with the aesthetic wings?”

“Yes,”

“Don’t worry about it, we’re going to be in the other train car,”

Freddie took one good look until that group entered the train entirely, then the pink one poked her head out and laid out an ear-to-ear grin and waved maniacally with eyes dilating to blue dots.

He recoiled at the disturbing sights.

“What did you see?”

“I’d rather not talk about it,” his breathing was ragged because he almost got lost in his own thoughts what that pink one was trying to get at... Homicide?

“Well, we’d better get you started on the basics of changeling magic, so,” she trailed off looking around the train car.

“What training? Magic?”

“Yes, Changelings have the power to,” she paused, “Change into anypony.”

“Anypony?” he asked confusingly.

“Yes, anypony,” she responded, “Let’s see your go at it.”

“I don’t know how to,” he gave a sheepish grin and leaned back, prepared for the beating from his ‘teacher’, who groaned in annoyance.

“Look, I’ll show you mine,” she closed her eyes and green flames were emitting from her hooves and were slowly making their way up. Freddie took worried notice of this.

“Uh,” he stuttered, “You’re on fire.”

Ditto was trying to be comprehensive about this transformation.

“DITTO! You’re ON FIRE!” Freddie closed his eyes to protect from the lens flare.

“I know that you fool!” her voice was starting to trail off into a more high pitched one, “See? I’m another pony.”

Freddie slowly opened his eyes, only to be greeted with a frightening sight.

“HOLY FUCK!” he bolted to the other side of the train car with much noise.

“What are you doing?!” she hissed in the form of the pink one.

“Don’t kill me PLEASE!” he was covering his eyes with cowardice.

“What makes you think I would!?” she hissed between her teeth.

“You,” he released his eyes, “Won’t?”

The pink one groaned and was lit on green fire again, Freddie still getting used to people he just met getting lit on fire.

Ditto returned to her normal changeling form, “Now you give it a try.”

He gulped, “You mean, getting myself on magic green fire and taking another identity? I may have signed up for espionage, but that is just low. I don’t do that.”

“It’s what changelings do!” she jabbed a hoof firmly to his shoulder, “It is what we do BEST!”

He took that moment to think, “How do I do it?”

“Just imagi-”

“Now hold the fucking phone,” he snapped, “Imagination? You fucking serious?”

Ditto firmly nodded as he only sighed in submittance.

“Fine,” he huffed, “What am I going for?”

“You saw a lot of ponies around us, you can use combinations of traits or use one specific expres form you saw,” she said matter-o-factly.

“Ok, I got it,” Ditto nodded in response.

“Now imagine yourself in that form,” imagination was now probably the word most hated by Freddie, next to faggot.

Concentration was not that hard considering that the train was not loud or filled with too much movement. He was about to succumb to looking like he cared.

He heard digital chittering, so he thought it worke-

“HOW DID YOU DO THAT?!” Ditto screamed, them Freddie smothered his ears with his hooves.

“NOT so loud, woman!”

“You’re invisible!”

“I am?” he tried to take a look at himself, “I AM!”

“How!?”

“I don’t know!”

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON’T KNOW?!”

“I MEAN I DON’T KNOW!”

“Hey! What’s goin’ on on there,” a female voice called out, this made Ditto’s face reduce into a fearful one.

“HIDE!” she hissed.

“I don’t need to!” he hissed back for he was cloaked.

“I knew that noise was familiar,” he thought to himself, the very same cloaking technology he used back at earth made the same noise. Then the door blasted open with a Columbia Blue pony with rainbow tail and mane coming out of the frame.

“Who’s in here? I know you’re here,” she sounded threatening, “We heard noises so stop hiding.”

“This is a golden opportunity!” Freddie thought to himself as he snickered in his invisible form.

“I hear you! Stop laughing and come out!”

“Who goes disturbing mai slumburrrr!” he howled.

“Enough games! Come out, you coward,”

Freddie slowly crept behind her and hissed, “It’s raping time.”

This was probably the last straw because this pony ended up screaming for her life and ran for the other train car. That scream was priceless; sounded like a commentator that Freddie couldn’t put his hoof on. The internet was small time entertainment that was at least preserved.

He decided to follow the mare to the other train car with invisibility still on.

“Stranger? Stranger!” he heard Ditto hiss through the dark train car.

“Just sit tight! I’m still invisible!”

“Don’t be cocky! Get back here!”

Freddie could have sworn she was still calling out for his name helplessly as he was following the panicking mare.

“APPLEJACK! APPLEJACK! WAKE UP!” an orange pony with blond tail and mane emerged from a bunk, with tired eyes.

“What is it, Rainbow?”

“So this was is Rainbow and the other is Applejack? I’ll call Rainbow: Skittles to be safe,” he thought to himself as Skittles was conversing about a ghost in the back train car.

“Ah figured you would be the bravest pony of all of Equestria,” she was snickering. The accent was very welcoming to Freddie’s ears.

“You don’t understand!” She snapped, “There is a ghost there! Here follow me!”

Freddie crept behind the two and decided to say something different, but in the same hissed voice, “Guess who?”

The two screamed like little girls in those cheesy horror movies as Freddie couldn’t hold it anymore; he bursted into all out laughter but didn’t notice the pink one laughing right next to him.

The chattering noise came back as he remembered that high pitched voice.

“So what so funny,” she trailed off looking at Freddie, who was looking at himself immediately.

“Oh shit,” he gasped bolting off into the trail cars ahead, and not his.

“CHANGELING!” Skittles and Applejack screamed.

Freddie was caught into a bear hug by the pink one.

“OHMYGOSHYOURTHATCHANGELINGTHATISAWENTERTHETRAINAREYOUNEWHERE?” the pink one screamed in one breath, Freddie was in pain.

“Please don’t kill me,” he said with all his bear-hugged might.

“Why would I do that silly?” she was giggling as she let him down, he was just staring at her wide eyed.

***

Freddie vision

***

“You and I are going to have so much fun together,” she pulled out a scalpel, “Aren’t we?”

Her eyes dilated into those same blue dots as she was reaching the blade closer to his face.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,” he went into a baby’s fetal position with twitchy limbs, the blood was really rushing through him, his breathing became ragged and-

***

Reality

***

“This one seems harmless,” Applejack poked at shaking Freddie with a hoof.

“I just wanted to give him a hoof pump,” Pinkie said confusingly.

“Changelings are weird, but this one really takes the cake,” Rainbow said with a hint of pity.

Pinkie gasped to get as much air as she could while in the air.

“CAKE?! WHERE IS THIS CAKE!” she became more unstable as the word cake was announced, Rainbow Dash tried to calm her down.

“There is no cake, now how about you help me get him to the other train car? This one is not getting up,” Rainbow Dash said pointing to the helpless changeling.

“Okie-dokie-lokie!” [A/N I think I spelled that shit wrong] Pinkie said.

“The... The infected... Never hungry... Always eats...” Freddie stuttered.

“We really need to send this guy to the other car, the officials would know what to do with him,”

“But we took care of changelings at the weddin’,” Applejack said.

“This is not a regular changeling,” Rainbow tried to sound like a narrator with her tomboyish voice.

***

Moments Later

***

“We made it,” Rainbow huffed.

“This changelin’ ain’t that heavy,” Applejack rolled her eyes.

“You said it yourself, this is not any changeling!” Pinke beamed.

She basically tossed the delirious said changeling to the other car from the door frame.

Once the doors were closed Ditto rushed to his aid.

“Are you alright?”

“Are they gone?” Freddie Responded

Ditto looked around and confirmed with a nod.

“Oh thank the christ,”

“What?”

“That was a good enough escape plan,” he dusted himself off, “If I say so myself.”

“You’re telling me,” Ditto started, “That they just decided to toss you back to this train car? No hostilities?”

“Natta,” he dismissed with a hoof, then started concentrating on his cloaking ability.

“What are you doing?”

He stopped then narrowed his eyes.

“I’m doing stuff, Ditto,” his voice became more irritated, “THINGS!”

“You’re trying to become invisible again?”

“As soon as I figure it out,” he dismissed with a hoof, “Do you know those ponies?”

“What those six?” she asked, Freddie giving a nod.

“Those are the elements of harmony,” she stated.

“What are the elements of harmony?”

“The main forces of defense for Equestria itself,”

“Entrusted on a bunch of women?”

“Women?”

“Females,” he responded resisting the urge to face-hoof, Ditto was resisting the same urge the entire time.

“Yes, entrusted on a bunch of,” she paused with a hint of confusion, “females.”

“No wonder you’re ‘foal-sitting’ them,”

“I’m just foal-sitting the purple one,”

“What about the others,”

“If you really care about them that much, I’ll protect them as well,” she rolled her eyes.

“This one doesn’t get paid enough for this shit,” Freddie chuckled to himself as he thought.

“Hey, what about flying?” she started, “You at least know how to fly, right?”

Freddie had never thought about it now that he looked at his insect wings.

“It would be easier for me because your wings are hole up right?” he should never have said that, Ditto had become offended by that and started approaching him with anger filled in her pearlescent eyes. Freddie bolted his forehooves up in defense.

“Alright! Alright!” he pleaded, “I’m sorry.”

He huffed in relief as Ditto reduced her hostilities to a glare.

This was going to be one long train ride.

***

Mid Train Car

***

“I think it’s the sleep deprivation getting into you two,” Rarity rolled her eyes, “You ruined by beauty sleep for that? Ghost stories? My, you girls really outdone yourselves.”

Rarity finished that last one with blatant sarcasm. Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes.

“You didn’t let us finish! It was a ch-”

“It was a changeling that has invisibility, so he came from another world and is not here to bring harm to us!” she interrupted and beamed an innocent yet overjoyed smile... What the fuck.

Rarity took a good look at Pinkie and figured to stay with ‘Pinkie being Pinkie’ theory.

“Where is this changeling now?” she said with a nervous grin. She was hoping she wouldn’t have to meet said changeling.

“You don’t have to, I sent it back to the back train car, and locked it from ours,” Rainbow said with a puff from her chest with pride.

“You’re sure this one can’t get to us? It can turn invisible,” Rarity said worriedly.

“Ah’m sure! Pinkie Pah here,” Applejack pointed at said pony, “did somethin’ to it. Ah’m not so sure what.”

Applejack took a sure look at Pinkie Pie and looked back at Rarity with a sure grin.

“Just go back to sleep, girls,” Rarity dismissed with a hoof, “If you are sure we are safe. You really are the bravest part of the group.”

With Rarity commending their brave actions, it was enough to get them to their beds and finally leave Rarity back to sleeping.

“These ponies really need their sleep more than I do,” Rarity chuckled to herself.

“I ssssseeeeee you,” came a distorted voice, Rarity looked around speechless and gulped.

“Who’s there?” Rarity whispered, hoping that she could save her friends from getting anymore sleep deprived.

Freddie decided that he had run out of ideas, so he approached with cloak and finished his night of mischief with, “I will watch you sleep,” his voice dripping with sinister pedophilia, “Wouldn’t you like that?”

Rarity’s eyes dilated to a pair of small marbles and she shrank back under her blanket, frantically pulling her blind folds over her eyes.

“It’s just a dream,” she was mumbling audibly to Freddie to herself, “It’s just a dream... It’s just a dream.”

The changeling walked to his car and let out obnoxious laughter that was muffled by all his might.

“That was priceless!” he snickered to himself.

“What are you doing?” Ditto asked tiredly.

“Stuff, Ditto,” he groaned, “THINGS.”

“Please go to sleep,” she mumbled with a waving hoof over herself.

“Yeah, Yeah,” he dismissed as he chuckled to himself.

The cloaking module had burnt right into his body... Freddie was having a hard time understanding that because... Well, it was magic, and he didn't believe it. He understood how to use it, and he came up with a new explanation to anyone who could have gone to this world with him.

"I stopped making sense of it when I became this," he would gesture to all of him, "When I died."