Creepy ponies

Jeff was casually strolling across Ponyville's markets. He wasn't gonna buy anything, but there was nothing to do at Sugarcube Corner and he decided that lung burning fresh air would be good for him. Plus, if he had stayed at the bakery he would've probably scared off all the customers by running in and yelling at everypony to go to sleep. It would have been beautiful, but He didn't wanna get kicked out. He was about to yell at some random lemon salespony for having yellow oranges when he heard a commotion up ahead. That yellow orange seller was lucky. He walked a bit closer to what he'd heard.

"Please sir, I'll do anything. I need that cherry."

He recognized the voice of Fluttershy.

"Anything, eh?"

A voice he hadn't heard before.

"20 bits."

Jeff's train of thought froze right there. 20 bits for one cherry? He thought. That is the stupidest thing I've heard in my life. Jeff didn't know much about Equestrian currency, but he figured a bit was like a dollar, and 20 dollars for a cherry was ridiculous. So, he trotted up to the cherry salespony and yelled in his face. "20 for one cherry!?" He made a point to get in his face as much as possible. "Where i come from, that's illegal, buddy!" Not that I care about the law. He silently added. "I could get you arrested, no, killed! Where I come from you could get killed for this kind of thing!" He took a moment to catch his breath and let the salespony speak.

"Woah man, you're insane." The salespony said fearfully."I was just doing what's best for the shop, I'm hemorrhaging money-"

"I don't have any money! Do you know what it's like to be poor and live in some bakery?!" Jeff turned around and saw that Fluttershy wasn't alone, but had Rarity and Pinkie Pie with her. Their jaws hung open in shock. "Hey Pinkie." Jeff waved to her. Then he turned to the shopkeeper. "Now, you're gonna give me that cherry, free of cost, or I'll punch you so hard there'll be a black hole where your face should be!"

The salespony cowered away. "Just take it, I have more at my house anyway." With that, he pulled out a 'closed' sign and dashed away.

Jeff picked the cherry up in one of his hooves and handed it to Fluttershy. "I'm guessing this is yours." He said.

She was dazed for a moment before replying. "Th-thank you." And hiding behind her mane.

"No problem, I used to have a bully one, three actually. They tried to steal my brother wallet, So I stole their souls." Jeff let out a mad cackle. "Um, I mean, uh, nice weather we're having." Jeff decided to walk away before it got any more awkward. What am I supposed to do  now? Then a wonderful idea came to mind I'll go back to the forest and prove I'm stronger than that Manticore, yes, that sounds fun. Little did Jeff know, that was the worst possible idea he could've gotten. Also unknown to him, he was being watched as he walked into the forest.

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"There he is." A growling voice said, being sure to keep quiet enough to not be heard.

"How can we be sssure?" A higher pitched hissing voice asked.

"The face." The other voice explained. "Nothing else has a face like that."

"Good point."

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Jeff wandered through the forest, searching for the Manticore that he had failed at beating twice in a row. "Come out and face me!" He yelled, hoping it would draw the beast towards him. It worked, kind of. He heard growling. At first he thought it was the manticore. Then he realized it was coming from all around him. Next thing he knew a bunch of wolves made out of wood creeped out of the bushed and surrounded him. They were all snarling and ready to pounce at any second. Any normal pony would've done the logical thing and ran, or accepted fate. But, Jeff wasn't a normal pony, so he just laughed. "You really think you can stop me?" Of course, he got no answer. "I know Chopnese,"  He withdrew his knife.

One of the wolves pounced, only to be reduced to splinters by a blow from Jeff. Two more jumped at him, when they died four leaped at the pony. The numbers kept multiplying, it seemed like there was no end to the amount of wolves.  He would've been covered from head to hoof in blood if they weren't made of wood. I should come here more often. Jeff thought to himself as he decapitated one of the wolves. I could just kill stuff in here instead of ruining ponies lives. He chopped one in half from the top. Yeah, I'll do that 'till that manticore is killed, maybe after that, then I'll cover the trees in streamers of bagels to celebrate. Anyone else, sane or not, would've though this was a horrible idea, but, Jeff wasn't anyone else. If he was anyone else he never would've set foot it the forest, or hoof in this case.  His hoof connected with the jaw of one of the wolves and it was sent flying into a group if 5 others. They all fell to pieces. Jeff laughed at this sight. It was only then that they decided to back off.

Some were whimpering and injured, though most that could be seen were either lying motionless or broken into pieces. They knew trying to kill Jeff was out of the question, so they did the only thing they could think to do in this situation, They howled. Jeff listened to it as the sound grew louder. Part of him wanted to scream and ruin it, but he didn't, if not only to allow them to say their last words. Plus, he thought the howling sounded kinda nice. Fear, regret, sorrow. All these could clearly be heard in the howling. It was peaceful, until a new sound was heard, the growling of what Jeff was sure could only be the manticore he had come looking for. He smirked and turned to see it behind him. All the howling stopped as it advanced towards him. The wolves backed away, sure that the manticore could handle this.

Jeff wasted no time leaping at his target, aiming for the eye, hoping to make this quick. As expected, the manticore blocked. It threw it's tail in front of it and let it take the blow. Jeff only escaped being hit by an inch. He pulled his knife out of it's tail and backed away. They dramatically circled each other for a few seconds before the manticore swiped a paw at Jeff, hitting him in the head and knocking him down. It then pinned him down and raised a paw to slice his throat with. Just as it was about to hit it's mark it was stopped. Jeff had blocked with both of his hooves. He kicked the manticore, which he had decided to call Fluffy, in the gut, throwing him off. He then grabbed his knife from the ground and advanced towards his victim again.

Fluffy swung his tail at Jeff again, hoping the pony would be stupid and get stabbed like the first time they'd fought. No such luck. Jeff grabbed the tail inches from the stinger and spun on his hind legs. This would've failed miserably if anypony else had tried, but Jeff was stronger than most ponies, having been trained from Slenderman and years of butchering people he had grown much stronger than the average person, or pony. So, instead of falling flat on his face, he picked up Fluffy and twirled him around before throwing him in a random direction. He didn't go too far, but he hit a tree hard, hard enough to knock it over.

The Timberwolves watched in awe and fear. They'd never seen anything, especially not a pony, get this close to defeating the manticore. A few of them cowered in fear, some were frozen and slack jawed.

Jeff laughed as Fluffy stood up once more. He was still trying to catch his breath from the blow and he had a decent sized branch stuck in his side. Blood slowly oozed from it, though if it were pulled out blood would go everywhere.

This didn't go unnoticed by Jeff. He ran up while Fluffy was still dazed and grabbed it in between his hooves. Fluffy pulled away instinctively. This only made it easier for Jeff. It was kind of hard to get the branch out, but definitely worth it. Jeff felt blood gush onto his hooves. A few drops hit his face, one drop even hit him in the eye. He laughed, remembering the last time he'd felt blood splatter onto him. It had been a good while, though he still remembered his victims perfectly. They were an elderly couple who happened to be staying in a motel near the forest.

Jeff was interrupted by his thoughts when Fluffy pounced at him again, with much less strength than last time. He was slowly bleeding out. Unknown to him, his liver had been punctured by the branch. It was only a matter of time before he dropped like a fly. Jeff had no problem shoving Fluffy away. At this point, Fluffy didn't care. He knew this pony would kill him, might as well make it easier and less painful by not struggling.

Jeff let out a disappointed sigh. He loved when his victims struggled, fought and begged for their lives. Oh well, he would make sure to make it as painful as he could. He trotted up to Fluffy's tail and placed his knife at the base. Might as well get a souvenir He though as he chopped.

Fluffy tried to stop Jeff, He thrashed and kicked the best he could, but he was beyond the point of fighting. As the tail was severed, Fluffy blacked out. Jeff placed the tail next to him and walked to the stomach. He sliced it open and removed the kidneys. E.J would appreciate it next time they met. He placed the kidneys in his hoodie pocket along with his knife. He attempted dragging the tail back with him, but gave up quickly, as it was way too heavy to drag all the way back to the bakery, plus, somepony would see him and realize what had happened. He dropped the tail and walked the rest of the way home. The wolves didn't bother him, they were too scared. This would be a fun story to tell the others.

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The two creatures watched as Jeff casually walked out of the forest after the battle.

"Ssstrong, as always. Wouldn't you ssay, Watcher?" The hissing one commented to his companion.

"If by strong, you mean naive and stupid, then yes." The other replied.

"You're no fun."

"Stalking isn't about fun, Rake." Watcher pointed out to his brother. "It's about gathering information on the subject that you're watching."

"Well, I thought watching the fight was fun." Rake said.

Watcher groaned. Rake had always been the less serious of the two, and yet, He was still Slender's favorite. Probably 'cause he was older. "Do we follow him?"

Rake nodded. They followed Jeff. They'd reveal themselves soon, but not yet. They had to think of tasteful insults and such.