Rehab with Bright Colors

It hadn't taken nearly as long as he'd thought to completely go through the contents of the cargo and scraps. The first container held a heavily modified Vulture hover bike with sidecar and enough spare parts and fuel to maintain the bike for the next few decades. While he was familiar enough to ride the things he hadn't ever seen one modified to seat a marine in full suit, and after a few diagnostic test it had been further modified to operate at the same speeds as a standard bike.

The thing had to have belonged to a mechanized platoon leader to have so many modifications, but regardless of who owned it before he was glad to have a fast way around Equestria. The second container was filled with even more goodies than the first. It housed a repair and engineering kit for modifying his suit and even making advanced repairs, but the cream of the crop came in the form of a Reaper kit and ammunition.

The kit held a brand new Reaper suit complete with the dual guass pistols they normally carried into combat. There was also plenty of ammunition for his own guass rifle and the pistols to last him through a campaign. The last thing inside of the container was something of an odd ball though. It was a cutter usually used to cut through bulk heads in case marines became trapped in an area but the thing had been heavily modified just like the Vulture. First off it was as long as his arm, and the chain looked like it was made from a different material entirely from the standard cutter.

It took him a moment to realize what the crazy bastard had made. The damn thing was designed it to take on zerg in hand to hand combat. While the idea was fucking absurd the weapon itself could actually cleave into the monsters carapace and kill one if it came down to that. Shrugging he installed its carrying bracket to the back of his suit and mounted the weapon before donning his armor, smiling viciously when he drew the weapon and watched it roar into life.

The machine agreed in keeping it as well. There was no point in abandoning a perfectly good weapon no matter how impractical it seemed. If all else failed he could use it to survive, but he had to admit it would be extremely satisfying to take the improvised chainsaw to a zergling or a hydralisks face.

After figuring out the rigging mechanism for the Vulture there was surprisingly room left over even after stowing all of the weapons and ammunition on the bike, but even though the diagnostic read all green with the added weight impeding max speed by 20% he'd have to ride the thing carefully. Even if the damn thing was practically new if he crashed it with all the munitions and explosives it was carrying there would be nothing left to bury. Not that a hole would need to be dug for anything after it cratered the landscape.

By the time he finished adjusting his own suit, double checking that the cargo was secured, and telling the guards that everything else was to go back into the castle storage Vinyl and Twilight had joined him carrying small saddle bags with Celestia. It was hard to tell which of the girls made it to the bike first and start blasting off questions to him.

"DUDE! What the buck is this freakin thing! It looks sick!"

"Is it some kind of transport that will follow the train? How does it move? How does it know where to go?!"

Taking their saddle bags and storing it in a smaller compartment he saved for them Hex promptly scooped the ponies up into his arms before settling them down inside of the sidecar. After strapping them in a sitting position Vinyl looked like she was about to go on the ride of her life as Twilight protested and fiddled with the straps.

"Uh... Hex I don't feel comfortable riding in an unknown vehicle. Couldn't we just take the train like normal ponies?"

"Don't be like that Twilight! This is going to be awesome!"

Smiling deviously at Celestia he gave her a wink before straddling the bike with Celestia cocking an eyebrow.

"I can't move my things on a civilian train as they are too dangerous and cannot leave my sight. As for being uncomfortable the trip won't take too long if Ponyville is in sight of Canterlot. Don't fiddle with the straps while we're moving Sparky, we'll be moving fast so I want you to be safe. Technically you can ride without them but I don't think you'd want to take the risk of accidentally flying out of there do you?"

The poor pony slammed her hooves into the forward handles like she was afraid the thing would catapult her out of it any second.

"I'M REALLY NOT COMFORTABLE WITH RIDING THIS THING CAN'T I JUST TAKE THE TRAIN?!"

"If you did that me and Vinyl would get to Ponyville hours before you would show up on the train! Then we would have to wait until you got there to do anything!"

With a deep thrum the bike came to life and floated three feet off of the ground, humming ominously as Hex waved at Celestia who waved back with a nervous smile before they started moving forward. While they were moving through the city he had to keep the speed way down to prevent possible accidents, but Vinyl still waved at ponies watching the strange sight.

Twilight had hyperventilating for the first 10 minuets until she finally realized that they weren't in any immediate danger.

"Hex! I thought you said this crazy contraption would get us there hours before the train! How are we going to get there first if the train is moving way faster?!"

When they made it out of the city and down the path leading to the open fields to Ponyville the train passed them on the left and was indeed going much faster. Turning around to look at both of them he smiled wickedly as they nosed their way onto the open field where he closed the face shield to his helmet.

They didn't have enough time to ask before he opened up the throttle. Even weighed down as they were the bike had nothing but open fields and small hills between their destination, so with a crazed laugh he watched as Vinyl's hooves shot up to hold her shade on while Twilight held on to the forward handles for dear life, both ponies screaming their heads off.

With their current weight the Vulture could only reach a max speed of 184mph, but given the way both of them were screaming even over the roar of the wind it was certainly moving faster than anything on the ground they had been on. At some point of riding for a few minuets the girls had lost the wind to scream further and instead held on for dear life.

Most likely breaking the land speed of any vehicle in Equestria the entire trip to Ponyville took less than 40 minuets, and while he reduced the speed significantly it didn't stop him from flying through the small town before banking and settling the bike down by the huge tree house.

Letting the bike settle to the ground and cutting the engines Hex stepped off of the bike and freed the panting ponies, placing the on their hooves and laughing as both flooped over on their sides still breathing hard. There where ponies everywhere taking animatedly about the strange creature in their midst, and Hex could only smile at the new targets for his twisted sense of humor.

"So Sparky, Celly never told me where exactly I'll be living here... Is there a house or something I'm supposed to go to?"

"My name is Twilight Hex, and you'll be living with me in the basement of the Library. My assistant Spike already left this morning to put the equipment down there into storage so you should have plenty of room."

"My my.... I barely know you Sparky and I'll be living in your house? Sooner or later we'll be sharing the shower to save time. I bet you bite your pillow in the throes of pleasure."

"Remember to charge for it dude! Its a once in a lifetime experience after all!"

Poor Twilight hid her head underneath her hooves as the residence started babbling all the more. After handing the girls their bags back and unloading his own equipment the next order of business was to get some new cloths. Since they had arrived early Twilight said it would be a few more hours until the other elements of harmony gathered to meet him.

She offered to take him to Rarity but he decided against it even if she did glare at him suspiciously. With his things put away and once more out of his power armor he was about to walk out the door when his forehead slammed into the top of it. This got a laugh out of his new roommate considering he had bent over to avoid giving himself a concussion but he was still too tall for the door.

Vinyl was waiting outside and laughing her ass off as expected, and after cursing for a little while she led the way towards the Carousel Boutique.

"I think your going to like Rarity big guy. She comes off a bit snooty but damn she knows how to work it."

"Scratchy my dear, I didn't know you swung that way."

"You haven't met my roommate Octavia yet, but we got some hours to spare so if we have the time we'll see her too."

"Question Scratchy. I'm not sure how.... relationships work with ponies but is it ok to go about.... bucking everything that moves?"

"For the most part? Nope. I'm just friskier than other ponies, and a lot more adventurous."

"So your roommate is just a... buddy with bucking rights?"

"Well.... More than that I'd say. Then again your the first stallion I've been with since hooking up with her."

"Are you sure that wasn't the alcohol, drugs, and pheromones thing?"

"Do you really think any of that keeps a girl from knowing who's bucking her? Pfffft. Women always know who's tapping it Hex, drunk, drugged, or otherwise. Besides, Rarity will probably be your first customer when you start putting out."

"I don't think I'm comfortable whoring about Scratchy."

"Lie to me big boy and tell me you didn't like it."

"It should be a requirement that I'm at least drunk and high."

"I don't know.... you weren't either of those this morning when you were.... working my shaft."

"I don't want to talk about this anymore......"

She only giggled at him and pranced about in an irritatingly happy manner.

"I still think your far off on the kinky side Scratchy. I doubt another pony is going to be gunning for a night with me."

"Dude, remember when I said how rich ponies who are looking for something new would be all over you?"

"I think its because of the pheromone thing but I'll bite."

"Rarity is one of them. You think I'm a freak in bed, I ain't got shit on that mare."

"I think we should find another seamstress."

"There aren't any here in ponyville sexy. And unless you want to wear something uncomfortable as fuck she's the only one who can hook you up with decent cloths. She's that good at her job."

"You planned this didn't you...."

"Nope, she's considered one of the best cloths maker there are. It just so happened that she's also a lady on the streets and a freak in the bedroom. Its also a coincidence I'm coming along to watch."

He was about to open the door when he did a quick about face and started walking in a different direction.

"Nope I'ma wait until Twilight is with me!"

Cursing the instant he felt that oh so familiar force wrapped around him Vinyl only smiled in that evil little way as she floated him through the door and almost singing out.

"Mistress Rarity! I have some special business today!"

"Vinyl you're an evil conniving bitch! I don't wanna get cloths today!"

"Yes you do!"