Creepy ponies

Ben was playing Minecraft, or he was trying. He found himself glancing in the direction of E.J's room every 5 seconds or so.

"Is something wrong with you?" Jeff, who was sitting next to him, asked.

Ben looked back to his computer screen. "No."

"Then why do you keep looking up the stairs?" Jeff scooted closer to Ben and looked onto the screen as he spoke. "Did you leave your magazines in my room or something?"

Ben laughed at this. "Jeff, I don't have magazines." He stole a quick glance up the stairs again before finishing his reply. "I have a laptop in front of me, don't I?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that."

Ben looked up at the stairs again. His gaze stayed there until he heard a sound from his laptop. He quickly turned back to see that he'd been killed. "What happened?" He asked.

"Creeper." Jeff replied. "So, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." Ben respawned in his house, which was, of course, made of gold, emerald and diamonds.

"That's a lie." Jeff stated. "If nothing was wrong then you wouldn't have died."

Ben sighed. "If I tell you then will you leave me alone?"

Jeff nodded.

"Alright, fine." Ben levitated his laptop next to him so he could turn to Jeff. "E.J was talking with someone yesterday, they asked him to join something, he refused, but later when I talked to him he wouldn't tell me anything."

"So?"

"What do you mean 'so'?"

"E.J refuses to talk about stuff all the time." Jeff explained. "If you haven't noticed, he's not exactly a social butterfly."

"Then who was he talking to?"

Jeff shrugged. "Probably someone from his job, a friend perhaps?"

"But he doesn't have any other friends."

"Is it against the law for him to make new friends?" Jeff lied down on the couch and stared up at Ben. "I mean, his job is basically the same as before we came here, so he's bound to get along with someone."

"Why would they ask him to join something, and talk about how ponies hate them?"

Jeff shrugged. "It obviously isn't any of our business."

"It's nothing like you to shrug things off like this." Ben pointed out.

Jeff immediately sat back up. "What do you mean?"

"Well, usually if E.J was hiding something you'd be bugging him about it until he threatened to rip out your kidneys."

Jeff looked away from Ben before answering. "I guess I really don't care, I mean, why bother him about it if he doesn't wanna tell us, it won't get me anywhere."

Ben looked quizzically at Jeff. Something seemed off. It seemed so unlike Jeff to shrug things off like this. Usually the slightest thing could set him off, and if someone was hiding something from him then he'd do everything in his power to find out what it was. He also wasn't usually this nervous unless Slender was mad at him or something. Ben was about to question Jeff about it when he heard something. It came from E.J's room and sounded like someone yelling. He momentarily forgot about Jeff and walked upstairs so he could see what was going on. He stopped outside E.J's room. He was about to knock when he heard talking.

"Why would you do that?" It was E.J's voice.

"We had to, he saw one of us and we couldn't have him say anything to the green one." This was a voice Ben had never heard before. He put his hoof down and listened on.

"Ben wouldn't have done anything, neither would Jeff, we don't even have any way of contacting Celestia." E.J sounded angry.

"I don't know that, and I'm not taking chances."

"We're criminals, and the most powerful of the elements of harmony hates us."

"But the others trust you, and would believe you if you told them about us." The other pony's voice stayed calm, and E.J's seemed to get angrier.

E.J sighed. "It doesn't matter what I say, he's staying with you, isn't he?"

"Precisely."

"Get out, now."

There was a sound of flapping wings, then what sounded like E.J closing his window.

Ben walked away, wondering who E.J was talking to this time, and what they were talking about. He sat down next to Jeff, who had stolen his laptop. He looked at what Jeff was doing, expecting to see yaoi. He was surprised to see his computer version of Grand Theft Auto 4. "I forgot I downloaded that." He commented.

Jeff jumped in surprise and looked over, sighing in relief when he saw that it was Ben. "Oh, hey, yeah, I just saw it sitting in the downloads folder and decided to try it."

"You've played GTA before, Jeff." Ben told him.

"I know, I mean I decided to try it again." Jeff corrected himself before looking back at the screen. His skin was his human self, unsurprisingly, and he was running from the police.

The first thing Ben noticed was that Jeff wasn't doing absolutely horrible, like he did at 97% he played. "Have you been practicing?" He asked.

Jeff waited a moment before replying. "Oh, yeah, I started last night while you were sleeping."

"You're doing pretty good." Ben said as Jeff killed 5 cops at the same time using a grenade.

"Thanks."

Ben watched for a few minutes before he heard someone walking down the stairs. He turned to see E.J.

"Hey Jeff, can I talk to you?"

Jeff looked up at E.J. "Sure, what about?"

"Alone." E.J said, walking away.

Jeff looked confused, but followed.

Ben stared as they walked up to E.J's room. Should I see what they're talking about? Ben wondered. He couldn't remember a time E.J had ever wanted to speak privately with one of them, so this was a bit confusing. He decided against it since he'd listened in on E.J multiple times now and each time he listened it confused him more.

After a few minutes Jeff came back down the stairs, rubbing his neck with a hoof. "I wonder what his problem is." He muttered to himself before sitting back down.

"What did he wanna talk about?" Ben asked.

"Oh, nothing, he just hit me a few times, choked me, pinned against the wall and threatened to kill me." Jeff replied, talking nonchalantly, as if E.J did this every day.

"He did what?" Ben looked at Jeff in concern. "Why?"

Jeff shrugged. "I guess he was mad about something, maybe I accidentally put one of his kidneys on a bagel or something." He put the laptop in front of him again and continued playing as if nothing had happened.

Ben tried to watch him and forget about what had happened, but he couldn't. Why would E.J do something like that? Sure, Jeff did stupid things sometimes, but nothing that he deserved to get beat for. He got up, deciding to ask E.J about it, suspicious that it might tie in with everything else E.J seemed to be getting into. He knocked on E.J's door.

E.J opened the door and sighed when he saw who it was. "What is it?"

"Can we talk?" Ben asked.

"Fine." E.J moved out of the way, allowing Ben to enter his room.

"Jeff told me that you beat him." Ben got straight to the point.

"Wasn't even a beating, and besides, you know he likes pain." E.J sat down on his bed, leaving a space for Ben.

"Only certain types." Ben said, sitting next to him. "And why did you do it, what did he do?"

"I can't tell you." E.J replied.

"Why not?"

"Because, I can't." E.J told him.

"That's not an answer."

"Well, it's all I'm giving you."

Ben sighed, knowing that when E.J made up his mind about something, it was final. "Fine." He got up and went back to watch Jeff play.

"So, what did E.J tell you?" Jeff asked as Ben sat down.

"Nothing." Ben answered, looking over Jeff's shoulder to see that he was now playing Pokemon Creepy Black.

"I didn't think he'd say anything." Jeff said as he killed a Pokemon with Ghost.

"Well, an explanation would've still been nice."

"You know E.J, if he has the option to not talk then he's gonna stay silent."

Ben nodded in agreement as he watched Jeff play. "You doing pretty good." He commented.

"I know."

Jeff was doing very good, exceptional even. That wasn't like him. Usually when he tried to play a video game he'd die at least 50 times in the tutorial level. How was he so good now? Ben shrugged it off, deciding that he must've done a much needed practice session or something. Eventually he lied down on the couch and tried to get to sleep, bored with watching Jeff not rage.