Creepy ponies

Jack was resting on his bed munching on a kidney that Rainbow Dash had given him for his good work at the factory, when he heard the door open. "Are those two idiots back already?" He asked himself. After a few seconds of listening he realized that it couldn't have been Jeff and Ben, he couldn't hear arguing or fighting or anything being broken. If it wasn't them, then who was it? Jack stood up, thinking it was probably a burglar. He grabbed his scalpel from the nightstand and silently crept down the stairs.

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Smile kicked the door of the house open, not even locked. And Jeff complains about victims not locking their doors. He thought. He walked into the living room, before he could sit down on the couch he was tackled to the ground. He shook is head and looked up to see an angry E.J.

E.J didn't recognize the demonic dog at first, having only seen him once or twice before. He glared down at him. "What are you doing in our house?" He asked the creature, thinking that it couldn't understand him.

"I'm assuming this isn't the wrong house considering you're here." Smile said.

E.J blinked. This thing could talk? What kind of wolf was this? "What do you mean 'isn't the wrong house'?" E.J asked. "Were you sent by someone?"

"Yeah, Jeff. He told me this is where you guys live."

E.J was confused at first. Why would Jeff want to assassinate them? Then he realized. "Oh, hey Smile, I didn't recognize you." He said, climbing off of the dog.

"Clearly." Smile commented, standing up. "You're really not as bright as you pride yourself on being."

E.J glared at the dog. "What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.

Smile rolled his eyes. "Really, do you know any other demonic dogs who haunt people's dreams?"

"Don't roll your eyes at me." E.J said, annoyed.

"Don't be jealous of the basic 5 senses, E.J"

E.J sighed. "You're almost as bad as Jeff."

Smile laughed a little and hopped onto the couch. "Whatever you say." After sitting for a few seconds he wrinkled his nose. "This couch smells horrible."

"Well, that's Jeff's spot you're sitting in." E.J explained.

"He hasn't been using Ben's computer, has he?" Smile asked in an almost genuinely concerned voice.

E.J shook his head. "Fluffers didn't send the computers through with us."

Smile let out a huge sigh of relief. "Oh thank zalgo, this couch could've been much more disgusting."

"Don't have too much hope Smile, Jeff is still Jeff." E.J reminded the dog.

Smile moved to another part of the couch, just in case.

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Meanwhile at the marketplace Jeff was 'haggling' with the tomato salespony.

"I say we get them for free!" He yelled, his face only inches from the other pony's.

The mare didn't seem intimidated. "And I say tomatoes are 2 bits." She replied in an annoyed voice.

"That's too much, I want em for free!" Jeff looked like he was about to climb over the counter of the stand and beat the pony for the tomatoes. He probably would've, if it weren't for Ben dragging him away from his hood.

"You're an idiot." Ben said, paying the 8 bits for their tomatoes. "I mean, it's actually pretty cheap for tomatoes in the fall."

Jeff tried to respond, but could only make choking noises.

Ben laughed at this. "You deserve that, you know." He was holding Jeff in the air with his magic by the hood of his sweatshirt.

Jeff started to thrash around wildly. "Let go, let go!" He managed to say.

Ben just stared, his expression turning cold.

Jeff's struggles started to grow weaker, until he was hardly moving. Only then did Ben drop him. At first he looked like he could've been dead, if it weren't for his heavy breathing.

The salespony just watched in shock. Sure, Jeff was annoying, but that was a bit much. At first she'd actually thought that Ben had choked him to death.

After what seemed like forever Jeff was able to stand. His legs were shaky and it was kind of hard to walk, but he still turned to face Ben. "What wa-" He was interrupted by a coughing fit. His legs gave out and he was just laying there coughing.

Ben made no attempt to help, in fact, he laughed at this.

After he was done coughing Jeff tried to get up again, but he didn't have enough strength. He just laid there and tried to catch his breath.

Ben rolled his eyes and sighed with annoyance. He walked over and kicked Jeff in the stomach. "Get up."

Jeff shielded his stomach with his back hooves and covered his face with his front. He was confused and quite terrified, of course he wasn't going to admit that he was. He wasn't sure of what he was supposed to do. He couldn't fight back against Ben, Ben had magic. If he tried to fight back he was sure that he'd get strangled again. He was also pretty sure that if he didn't do anything Ben would start kicking him.

Ben, to his surprise, didn't do anything. He just looked down at Jeff's trembling form with a smile on his face. He could've done more, but this was enough for now he'd decided. The rest could be done somewhere not so public. He waited patently as Jeff regained his strength and stood up.

The first thing Jeff did when he had enough strength to move again was, of course, yell at Ben. "What was that for?!"

Ben laughed a little. "You didn't really think I invited you out here with me so we could talk to each other, did you?"

Jeff stepped closer to Ben. "You could've killed me!"

Ben shrugged. "Meh, it's just a life."

Jeff's eye twitched. Seriously? Just a life? I thought we were friends. His ears flattened to his head and he looked to the ground. D-does he really see me as nothing more than just another pointless soul? Does he hate me that much?

Ben placed a hoof on his shoulder. "Hey, don't take it too personally." He told him. He was talking quietly enough for no one else to hear. "You know how much I hate when people insult Majora's Mask."

Jeff's eye twitched again. He finally realized what Ben had meant by 'just a life'. It was like when Jeff had called Majora's Mask 'just a game'. To Ben, and everyone's surprise, Jeff started laughing.

Ben raised an eyebrow. "What's so funny?"

"Y-you got me good." Jeff responded between laughs. "Oh, and, what's funny...You're covered in bleach and alcohol." Jeff said this in a very serious voice, though after saying it Jeff literally fell over laughing.

This confused Ben even more. Bleach and alcohol, what's he talking about? He thought.

Jeff stopped laughing and stood up, looking Ben in the eye. Jeff was using one hoof to cradle the side of Ben's face. "Aw, don't look so confused." He said, tapping the corner of his carved smile with the other hoof.

He's pointing at his face. Is he trying to say something? Ben had been told Jeff's backstory many times, he had a feeling this had something to do with that. If only he'd listened to anything Jeff said.

Jeff got closer until their noses were touching. "Shhh, don't worry." He said, stroking the side of Ben's face now.

Ben panicked at this point. What was Jeff doing? He shut his eyes and flared up his horn, he wasn't even sure of what he was doing, but he just wanted to get Jeff away before he did anything else. When he opened his eyes he saw Jeff lying a few feet away. He didn't look like he was moving. Ben cautiously walked closer. "Jeff, are you okay?" No response. D-did I just kill Jeff? He thought. Sure he'd wanted to hurt him, but he wanted him to be alive in the end. "Jeff?" He poked Jeff's shoulder. Nothing. He felt himself tearing up No, he did not just kill Jeff. He had to be alive. He shook Jeff's body. No response. He hung his head. I did. I killed my best friend. Ben felt himself start to cry.

To Ben's surprise, again, Jeff started laughing.

Ben looked up. "Jeff?"

Jeff laughed harder, until he couldn't breath. "I got you!" He shouted, standing up. Immediately after he stood though, he was tackled to the ground by Ben.

Ben wrapped his arms around Jeff. "You're alive." He said, holding back tears of happiness.

"So, You really thought I was dead?" Jeff asked.

"Don't ever do that again." Ben told him. "You scared me half to death."

"Just a life, huh?" Jeff said with a smirk.

"S-shut up." Ben wrapped his arms tighter around Jeff. Did I really say that about Jeff? He asked himself. Yes, he did. Over a video game too. He felt horrible. Especially since he'd actually kind of meant it when he said it. "Jeff, I-i'm sorry."

"Nah, Don't be. I kinda deserved it."

"No you didn't." Ben growled. "All you did was talk about a video game. Even creepypastas don't kill their friends over video games."

"Well, didn't you die in that video game?" Jeff whispered. "I can see why you'd like it so much if you literally died in the thing."

"I-i know, but you're my best friend." Ben reminded him. "I don't think any video game is worth more than your life."

This made Jeff smile. "That's all I needed to hear." He said, returning Ben's hug.

The shopkeeper who had witnessed all this wasn't sure of what to do or think.

"Maybe we should actually buy stuff." Jeff suggested.

"That sounds like a plan, we probably look like crazy weirdo's." Ben climbed off of Jeff and levitated the bag that he'd dropped onto his back.

"Trust me, we already did." Jeff said with a smirk. "This is just the icing on the bagel."

"Don't you mean cake?" Ben asked.

"Why would I talk about cake?" Jeff gave him a puzzled look.

"No it's an expression." Ben tried to explain.

"A what?" Jeff tilted his head.

Ben sighed. "It's what someone says- you know what, forget it, I don't have time for this." He rubbed in between his eyes with a hoof.

"Let's just get this shopping over with so we can go home and get on with our lives." Jeff suggested.

"That sounds like a great idea." Ben agreed as the two started walking. "Maybe we could see if there's a mask salesman here."

"Don't you even start, Ben." Jeff said with an unamused look on his face.

"You know I'm kidding."

"If you find a mask salesman who is happy I will personally buy all the masks for you." Jeff offered.

"I thought you were poor."

"I am, but there's something I can give ponies that's even better than money."

After Jeff said that Ben stopped walking. He had a bewildered look on his face.

Jeff looked at him, confused. "What, is it something I said?"

Ben tried to form a sentence, but couldn't. He just said random gibberish with the occasional word mixed in.

"What? What did I say?" Jeff asked. He got no response. Ben now had an almost haunted, terrified look on his face. Jeff poked his hat. No response. "I think I just broke him." He said to himself. He tapped Ben's horn. He was sure if Ben didn't respond to that, he wouldn't respond to anything.

Ben shook his head. "I-I...You..What?" It was the closest thing to a coherent sentence he could form.

"Ben, you just said words but they didn't mean anything." Jeff pointed out.

"You're barely 18." Ben said in a scared voice.

It took until then for Jeff to realize how Ben had interpreted his words. He just shrugged. "Gotta get through college any way I know how."

"Y-you haven't gone to school in 5 years Jeff." Ben looked Jeff in the eye. "Jeff, is there something you need to tell me?" He asked in a serious voice.

Jeff could barely keep his composure after that. He started to chuckle a bit. "Yeah, just one thing."

"And that is?"

"You fell for it again!" Jeff fell over laughing again.

Ben started laughing too at this point. He always fell for stuff like this, but it was only because it just seemed so likely with Jeff. They laughed for a few more seconds then brohoofed. "You got me good that time."

"It's what I do, Ben." He stated. "It's what I do."