Not so Normal School Day

"John! John, where the hell did you go?!” Issac shouted. He had looked everywhere, and couldn't find John anywhere. He was to the point where looking for him would be pointless until he remembered the town. The town! John had to be there! But… there’s a bit of a problem if he wanted to go there. The town was inhabited by ponies. Issac hated them and they probably hated him back. He would have to be sneaky and get as close as he can to the town without the ponies spotting him. What could work as a cover? Issac thought about this for a while until he saw a rather big bush. That may just work, but how was he going to get it out of the ground?

***

There! Using leftover stone from the house, he was able to slowly but surely unroot the bush from the ground. He was about to start setting up the disguise when he saw something he would never believe. There was John, right there. He had walked out of the town, talking to ponies! He couldn’t believe it. What was John doing? This whole disguise is for nothing! Issac was about to walk up and give him a piece of his mind when he realized that they were walking towards the house! Forget yelling at John, Issac was out of here. He ran and hid behind the nearest tree, making sure he would be in earshot of what John and the ponies were saying. Ah, he could hear them now.

“So this is where you live?” Issac heard a female voice say. It sounds like it belonged to that yellow pony they came across.

“Sort of, I built it yesterday with my buddy Issac,” John responded.

“It’s so… square.”

“Why is that bush knocked over?” An unfamiliar voice asked.

“Huh, I didn’t see that before. And I haven’t seen Issac either…” John said.

Alright, enough of the hiding. Issac stepped out and walked towards John. A collective gasp could be heard from the ponies as Issac walked up to John and said, “John…”

“Yes?” John answered. He was confused as to what Issac was doing.

“What the fuck are you doing with these ponies near our house!” Issac nearly shouted.

“Woah John, settle down. These ponies aren’t here to kill us,” John responded, confused.

“Yeah, what’s your problem?” Issac looked at the source of the voice. It was a blue, rainbow haired pony.

“Oh, I don’t have a problem. I just have some sense, unlike John here,” Issac was getting angrier.

“Issac, I’ve never seen you act like this before. What the hell are you doing?” John asked Issac.

“John, don’t you see? The ponies are too friendly! Nothing is this friendly and stays that way! Once we trust them, they’ll backstab us!” a snort was heard from far away.

John turned around and whispered to a purple pony,, “He’s probably still stressed about the whole ‘scenery change.’”

The yellow pony overheard this. “Aww, does he need a hug?”

Issac backed away a little bit.

The pink pony that had been standing there doing nothing turned her head towards Issac and said, “Yeah, Izzy needs a hug!”

Issac backed away even more, becoming nervous.

The rainbow pony started to slowly fly towards Issac. “Sure, why not.”

“I don’t think that’s a go-” John was cut off by the pink pony. “GET HIM GIRLS!”

The pink pony jumped up and tackled Issac, followed by the yellow and rainbow pony as they wrapped him in an inescapable hug.

“Get them off! John! GET THEM OFF!” All John could do was laugh, he found this hilarious.

“Were not letting go until you calm down!” the yellow pony said.

"Ok guys, I think you should let Issac go now," John said holding back a snicker.

All at the same time, the ponies got off of Issac, but the yellow pony kept staring at Issac.

Now that everything was in order, John decided to show Issac around the town.

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"And this is... Uh... What was it called again?" John asked Rarity.

"The Carousel Boutique,  darling," Rarity answered.

"Oh right," John quickly responded. "Anyway, Issac, I think this is the place where you get your clothes fixed or get new clothes."

"Speaking of new clothes, John, I have an idea about making you a new jacket to replace that old one," Rarity suggested. "How about a jacket... with diamonds on it! You would look sooooooooo good with it!" Rarity squealed, obviously excited about something.

"Woah, this isn't Minecraft here," John said, surprised about what Rarity had said.

"Mine-Craft?" Rarity questioned.

"Don't even try, John," Issac said from the corner, keeping his distance from Rarity,

"It's nothing," John told Rarity. "Anyway, I don't think that a diamond jacket would be practical. Imagine someone trying to steal the jacket or something."

"Oh, darling. In ponyville nobody would DREAM of doing a crime!" Rarity exclaimed.

"Heh, ponyville, what a lame name," Issac chuckled to himself.

"Be quiet, John. We don't want these ponies on our bad side," John whispered to Issac. Turning back to Rarity, he cleared his throat and said, "Make it a deal." Rarity made a sound similar to a squeaky toy, and dashed off somewhere in the building. Before John and Issac left, John called out, "I forgot! How much is this going to cost?"

Rarity dashed back to John. "Oh, consider it free of charge, darling."

"WHAT?!" John and Issac both shouted

"Well, I am the element of generosity, " Rarity giggled.

"Say what now?" Issac asked.

Rarity giggled as she walked away. "Oh and Issac, don't think I've forgotten about you!"

John and Issac both left the building and looked at eachother.

"That was... strange," Issac said.

"Yep," John replied. He was still surprised at what Rarity had said.

And he was about to geteven more surprised...