OC Overdose

Chapters

Interdimensional Diplomatics
New School, New Challenges P.1
New School, New Challenges P.2
Loyalty's Bounds

Interdimensional Diplomatics

“Seth, I don’t get why you are so uptight about this.” Twilight said to a rather annoyed wolf.

“Maybe because the idea of creating a portal and sending in a wolf as a pony diplomat might not be the smartest move,” Seth replied, giving the scalar a look of irritation and sarcasm.

Seth was a dark gray, alpha-male wolf with a scar over his right eye and the wolfpack emblem burned on his right leg. He and Twilight had been arguing over the mission in which they were assigned by the princess. That mission being to make contact with another universe and establish solid relations. In Seth’s mind, there were already numerous ways this could go wrong. When the princess requested him as the landing party, Seth lost all positive feelings towards the mission. The two were now in Golden Oaks Library, where Twilight was planning out the final details for the teleportation spell.

“Look, the princess wanted to establish good relations with anypony who might be on the other side. You, being the royal diplomat, our best bet.” Twilight pointed out. “Plus, being a warrior could come in handy if you run into trouble.” This earned an eye rolling from Seth. He knew he had already lost after the princess persuaded him, but he was giving his last shot anyway.

“Fine. But I am going to state that I’m only doing this because I’m being forced at hornpoint.” Seth sighed, standing from the couch he had been resting on. “So tell me what to do so I can just get home that much quicker.”

With a grin of success, Twilight guided Seth over to the center of the library. There had been a number of chock lined drawn on the floor. Seth was directed to stand in the centermost of the white scribblings while Twilight cleared her throat.

“It’s rather simple on your side. While I channel the magic into the magic essence-”

“You mean the chalk?” Seth interrupted. He was going to make this as annoying as possible for her until this was over.

“I will channel magic into the essence,” Twilight repeated while giving Seth the death stare. “Then the spell should activate and bring you to your new land. All you have to do is stand there and look pretty.” Twilight finished, powering her horn.

The essence started to glow around Seth as he began to feel a slight instinct of regret. A beam of purple light flared from Twilight's horn, directed right to where Seth was standing. When the beam hit, it caused Seth’s vision to shift in brightness. As he began to feel a sense of weightlessness, a curial question passed through the wolf’s mind.

“Wait! Twilight, how do i get-”

With a flash, Seth vanished from the library. All that remained was a small burnt spot of floor where the wolf had stood.

Andrew Clark plugged in the last cable of the router, bringing a display of lights from the piece of hardware.

“So, do you see the ping yet?” Andrew called into his phone.

“Give me a sec, I’m refreshing the database.” A voice answered.

Andrew Clark was a 15 year old dark haired male. Although from his look, you might guess him to be in his twenties. He sported a somewhat neat beard and was roughly 6’ 7”. He currently was dealing with installing the entire tech grid for his new home. He had just moved to military town on account of his dad joining the airforce, again. They didn’t intend to be transferred half across the nation, but it could have been worse. This was the third day in the new home and he was finally getting a portion of his life back, the internet. His Dad was at the airbase, probably doing the same thing he was doing here, adjusting to the new life.

“Ok, I see the ping. You are online once again, Andrew.” The voice called again.

“Good, now I can forward all my files. Thanks again for doing this for me, Cam. And again, I’m sorry to have left you like I did.” Andrew answered, a tone of regret in his voice.

“Hey, just remember to skype me every once and a while. I’ll still be here to talk.” Cam said. “You think you will be ready for your first day of highschool, again?” He asked.

“I still have a day of peace before I’m forced to go. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not hating school, tomorrow’s Friday. It doesn’t feel logical to send me anyway. Also, it’s just that joining this new school is like casting the final blow to my old home. .” Andrew answered, the sadness increasing.

“Hey, don’t go all mushy on me. I’ll be on BF4 tonight, so be ready to go on another tank spree later. I know that always cheers you up.”

“Sure thing. Well, I’ll see you then. Good-by Cam.” Andrew said

“Later Andrew” Cam replied before hanging up.

Andrew looked down at his phone, recalling old memories of the times back home. After several minutes of recollection, he was roused by the tone of his computer finally booting up after reconfiguring itself. He walked over to his new office and sat down on the leather chair facing the computer.

The one thing that could possibly take the sadness out of Andrews mind would be the recently united internet. He pulled up his G-mail and checked to see if he missed anything during the move. As usual, there was nothing new, although he skimmed through the old documents to see if he needed to do anything with them. After finishing the look-over, he flipped over to his page on FimFiction. When the page was loaded, he was surprised to see that he had a new notification. He clicked the illuminated icon, presenting that a user was watching him. The name of the user made him nearly made him question if he was dreaming. Apparently, the NSA had followed him.

“Figures” Andrew said to no one in particular. “When Cam said the feds were everywhere, he wasn’t kidding.”

He was about to close the page when a bright strobing light flashed from the hallway. With rational thought trying to figure out what the phenomenon could be, Andrew sat there, speechless.

As the flashing subsided, and eventually stopped, Andrew decided it best to see if anything was damaged or harmed in spontaneous event. He walked out of the office, down the hall, and turned to see something that nearly made him scream in sheer horror.

Standing there in the middle of his living room, strains of vapor steaming from his fur, was a large, dark gray, wolf. Andrew was about to yell with the top of his lungs, but all the air in his body seemed to no longer exist. Instead, a near silent wine came from his mouth, which caused a perk in the canine’s ears. The wolf turned towards him, blue eyes staring into his. After ten seconds of the stair-off, it was the wolf to make the first move.

“Hello.” The wolf spoke, only scarring Andrew more. Eyes widening, he began edging towards his office.

“Sorry for startling you, I am a diplomat from another dimension.” The wolf explained, “I was sent here by the princess of Equestria, a land of magical talk-”

“Wait, one: You can talk! Two: You’re from Equestria!” Andrew yelled, logic being his default backup. “Wolf plus Equestria plus diplomat equals...” Either logic is no longer existent, or... nothing. He thought to himself. Well, only one way out of this.

“Ok, since you’re new here, welcome to Earth. Let me just call the leader of our nation and tell him you are here.” Andrew said, before running to his office.

Closing the door behind him, Andrew bailed under his desk and pulled out his phone. He dialed 9-1-1, and heard the phone dial. With the click of the other line opening, Andrew began his rant.

“Hello, my name is Andrew Clark. I have a wolf that is right outside my door. I would suggest sending animal control, the cops, hell send S.W.A.T. if you ca-”
“I’m sorry, but at your present location, there is no signal. Please call again. Thank you.” An automated voice said.

Looking down at his phone, Andrew yelled, “Curse you, At&t!”

“Uh, is this a bad time?”

He looked up to see the wolf looking straight back at him. At this distance, Andrew could clearly make out the scar and the emblem on the wolf, confirming the one possible idea. The only problem being that said idea would also confirm that logic no longer existed.

“I would leave, but I sort of can’t...”

Ok, only one chance for logic to be existent. “Your name wouldn’t happen to be Seth, would it?”

The wolf looked at him with suspicion. “Yes, why do you ask?”

Ok, Seth Eclipse is in my house. My OC that I created is in my house. Logic is now nonexistent. Andrew just stared back at Seth, Seth did the same. A chime from Andrew’s computer broke the silence. Both heads turned to the screen which now read,

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“Well, unless you brought Pinkie with you,” Andrew said to Seth. “Then today, logic has finally stopped existing.”

The two sat in the room, Andrew had a hand over his face while Seth continued to stare at the mess he had potentially caused. Finally, Seth attempted to break the ice.

“Well, I think introductions are in order. My name is Seth Eclipse. I am a royal diplomat from the nation of Equestria. I’m here to secure peace between dimensions so that future generations can prosper from...ya, I’m sorry about this. Twilight told me to use this in case of things falling apart.”

Something finally clicked in the mind of the man. “Wait, so Twilight had something to do with this. Figures, she messed up time travel, now she messed up cross-universal altering.”

“Ya, she can do that from time to t-” Then it hit him. Seth approached Andrew, a look of annoyance clear on his face. “How do you know my dimension?”

“You’re a talking wolf, frankly I’m still surprised you know english.” Andrew replied, trying to change the subject.

“So, where I’m from, everyone speaks english.” Seth said, obviously buying into the new tangent.

A chime from the wall clock confirmed that the time was nine.

“Look, I’m not trying to be rude, but I have my first day of school tomorrow. My dad is going to be at the air base for the rest of the night and won't be back till Saturday night. If you want to stay here, you can.”

“Ok, thanks. I don’t mean to intrude or anything.” Seth humbly said.

Andrew did his usual routine for the night: brush teeth, undress, ext. Seth had already found a nice piece of carpet for him to sleep on and had begun to render himself open to unconsciousness. Andrew walked in to find Seth fast asleep. He pulled the top blanket from his bed over the wolf, seeing as it was already below freezing outside. He jumped into bed and let himself relax.He needed every last ounce of energy if he wanted to survive this event, let alone the first day highschool.

Author's Note

This is an experimental wip form of writing. If you wish to read the other side to the story, check out this. Please leave a pm if you like/dislike it. This is the first colab piece I've written, so please enjoy.

New School, New Challenges P.1

New School, New Challenges

P.1

Andrew woke to Seth Eclipse doing push-ups (which were not too impressive if you thought about it) next to his makeshift bed.

“You do realise it’s about five in the morning, right?” He groggily said to the muscle building wolf.

“I may be a diplomat now, but I was in the military a few years back.” The wolf called back between push-ups.

“Well ok, G. I. Wolf. If you want anything to eat, I’ll be down in the kitchen.” Andrew said before walking out the door. This got the interest of the wolf.

“You don't happen to have...meat, do you?” Seth asked.

“Yes. What, they don’t have meet in Equestria?” He said.

“Well, when you live in a land of ponies, you have to improvise.” Seth replied, before joining his human companion. Andrew was just placing a strip of bacon onto a waiting pan on a stove.

“You call that meat? I’ve seen bigger chunks on-” Seth began, before taking in a wif of the aroma of the bakin.

Andrew looked over to the wolf, expecting a finishing statement. What he found was Seth standing in a pile of his own drool. “Still with me buddy?”

“That...smell...” Seth began, “That wonderful smell...”

Andrew could only chuckle. “Seth, welcome to the world of the humans,”

Andrew finished cooking up breakfast, a toaster waffle for him and just bacon (including Andrew’s share) for Seth. They didn’t talk much, as each were busy of eating. After eating, Andrew finished his usual routine of morning chores. He packed his school supplies for the first day for school and slipped in a half sandwich for lunch. Waiting by the door, Seth sat at attention as if expecting to be taken on a walk.

“Well, I’ll be out for the next seven hours.” Andrew called as he walked into the room.

“Any particular place you will be at?” Seth asked with legitimate interest.

“First day of school for me.” Andrew replied with a dull sigh.

“That thing that fillies- miniature humans go to?” Seth asked.

“You didn’t ever have school?” Andrew asked in return.

“I was trained in a military academy as a pup. I have never actually been to a school in my life.” Seth explained.

“Well, to save you from the agony of the first day, you can just hang here today. If you need a snack, there are woods right outside.” Andrew said as he walked out the door.

“You allow hunting here? I am never going back to Equestria again!” Seth called, before bolting past Andrew and darting into the woods.

Andrew had walked to the school and had met the principal. He had explained that one of the students was going to show me around the school. Apparently, it was a freshman. Funny, back home it would be a junior who would be showing the new grounds. I guess never send a junior to send a freshman’s job? Andrew mentally laughed at his own half joke. The two were now standing outside the main building.

"Oh dear, don't tell me someone found out." A voice called, returning Andrew to reality.

A 5’ 5”, blond, green eyed male walked up to the two of them. He was eyeing Andrews shirt with some interest, noting that I was a brony.

“Caelan, say hello to Andrew Clark. He's new here and I want you to show him around.” The principal began. “He come from Washington, state. I choose you cause all the teacher said you need a break from work.”

Caelan seemed to zone off for a few seconds, lost in thought.

“Hello,” Andrew began, trying to bring him back. “Caelan, is it?”

“Uh... yes. Andrew, right?” He replies, snapping back to reality.

“So, you will be showing me around the school. I heard I that we have some of the same classes together. Mostly, that is.” Andrew commented.

“So, wait. Dr. Davie, I don’t have to go to class today?” Caelan called to the principal as he walked off.

“That's right, you have the day off. I told them to call you, but I guess you didn't get it.” He called back as the bell to go to call rang.

Andrew walked to the first class of the day, guided by Caelan. The day was rather uneventful; he basically had the same classes as he did back home. He and Caelan talked about the usual stuff Andrew would talk about back home, mlp, gaming, ext. When lunch finally arrived, the two made their way to an empty table and sat down. Andrew was on an internal debate on the whole ‘Seth Eclipse’ thing while biting a sizable chunk out of a turkey sandwich.

“It must be chili day.” Caelan said, catching Andrew off guard.

“Oh, sorry. I don’t usually talk much.” Andrew explained, returning to his conundrum.

“Meh, it’s ok. I’m use to not getting much talk.” He replied.

After the second half of the day, Andrew walked over to the bus lot in search of his ride home. About halfway down the street was bus 389, presumably the one that stopped near his new residence. As he boarded, a familiar voice called to him.

“Uh, are you on the wrong bus?” Caelan called from a vacant seat.

“Bus 389, right?” Andrew asks as he sits next to the freshman.

“Yes. Don’t tell me you live by me.” He began. “Wait. You must be the new family that moved next door!”

“I...think so.” I replied, silently calculating the probability of the odds of the situation.

After a few moments of silence, Caelan donned a pair of headsets and listened to his mp3 player. Andrew sat there in peace, continuing to think over the situation at hand. When the bus arrived at their stop, the two parted ways to their awaiting homes. Andrew walked in and tossed his pack aside. Seth trotted up to him from Andrew’s room.

“So, how was school?” Seth asked.

“Nothing too out of the ordinary. Apparently, I already have an acquaintance.” Andrew replied, tossing off his shoes. “How was your first day on earth?”

“Excellent! Did you know you guys have dear here? Big, delicious dear. I haven’t eaten that nice in years.” Seth elaborated, losing himself to his meat filled fantasies.

Andrew could only shake his head as he walked back into his office and booting up his computer. In his usual cycle, he read over his e-mails, loging into his skype, and checked his fimfic page. Halfway through his search, the phone rang. He answered with his usual phrase.

“Clark residence” he said.

“Hello. This is Mrs. Smith. We are your next door neighbors. My son, Caelan, was your guild today. We were wondering if you would be able to join us for dinner.” Mrs. Smith said over the line.

“Well, ok. Sure, I’ll be over in a half hour.” Andrew replied, the slightest tone of question in his voice. After the call ended, Andrew walked out the the main hall.

“Hey Seth, quick question: would it be odd for someone to ask you over after meeting them that same day?” He asked the wolf, who was gnawing on what looked to be a rather large bone. Seth looked up with a rather unamused face.

“You do realise you are asking a wolf about human interaction, right?” Seth replied.

After feeding Seth a defrosted steak he was going to eat anyway, Andrew tossed on his airmen’s jacket. He was about to leave his house when a knock came from the door. He answered it to find Caelan ready to go back to his house for dinner. The two walked over the the household in peace, as neither had anything to say to the other. That peace was short lived. When they arrived Caelan jester Andrew inside, only to find possibly the most logic defying, let alone unnerving sights he had ever seen. There standing in front of him was a five foot, dark gray blue alicorn, staring right at him.

“Oh hi Wolf I found my...book. He can see me, can't he?” The beast spoke. And with that remark, Andrew fell into unconsciousness.

As Andrew began to emerge from his limbo state of unconsciousness, a crippling pain to his forehead made him regret reawakening. Threw cringed eyes, light seeped in, only causing his possible migraine to escalate. Andrew slowly stood up, only to find he was laying in a bed. As he opened his eyes, he was met by both Caelan and the grey-blue pony.

“Oh ya...” Andrew said out loud, just remembering what caused him to black out. This grabbing the attention of the two.

“Oh, Andrew. You’re awake.” Caelan said with a sheepish grin. Andrew was about to respond, but could only open his mouth without word. After a few seconds of thought to what to actually say, he was confident in what to say.

“That’s a...pony.” Andrew said, gesturing to the gray creature.

“I believe you mean ‘alicorn’,” It corrected.

“Ok, that’s an alicorn.” Andrew said, again gesturing to the alicorn.

“Andrew, meet Night Wolfe, son of Discord.” Caelan commented. This earned yet another peek of interest from the recovering giant.

“Son of Discord? As in ‘flesh and blood’ son?” Andrew replied, nervousness clear in his voice.

“Yes as in ‘flesh and blood’. I’m the son of not only Discord, but also Nightmare Moon.” Night replied back, looking at Caelan.

“So, he’s from...Equestria then?” Andrew asked, getting shakier by the second.

“Andrew chile, he won’t kill us. Right Night?” Caelan asked the alicorn.

“Hay Night, go outside for a minute.” Caelan said to Night.

Nights ear perked up and he left. Caelan closed the door and looked at Andrew.

“Andrew, how do I put this...Night....he’s my OC.” Caelan whispered to Andrew.

“Well, oddly not the most surprising thing to hear today.” Andrew said, slowly putting his head into his hands. After a few seconds of silence, Andrew stood up. “Not that this hasn’t been fun and all, but it’s getting late and I should probably be checking on my dog.” He said, before walking out the door.

Andrew walked, contemplating what just happened. When he got inside, Seth looked up at him.

“So, how was dinner with your new friend?” The wolf asked.

“Seth, I’m trying to be as nice as possible right now, and I emphasize ‘as possible’. I am done.” Andrew said before storming upstairs.

“Don’t you-”

“I said done!” Andrew repeated, cutting of Seth

Seth watched as his befuddled companion left, then turned to a small pile of bones he had collected throughout the day.

“Is it something I said?” He asked to the pile, earning only silence as he grabbed one and began to gnaw on it before bed.

Andrew throw himself onto his bed, not caring to take off his cloths. Everything he ever knew possible about life, physics, and existence had crumbled around him; the last thing he needed to think about was something that actually made sense. The one thing that made life still worth living was the fact that tomorrow was saturday.

The morning came to Andrew rather quickly. What woke him was a knocking at the door. Rather strange considered that it was... Andrew looked over to his digital clock. “7:30 in the blasted morning” He mumbled through gritted teeth. “Seth,” Andrew called down the hallway. “If it isn’t important, you can eat him.”

Somewhat regretting sending a wolf to greet a potential dead man, Andrew finally forced himself to check who was disturbing his slumber. Thankfully he was still clothed, so he walked down to see his canine companion scratching at the door. At his presence, Seth gave Andrew a rather unamused glare.

“You do realise wolves don’t have any opposable appendages, right?” He said. Andrew was about to reply with a witty remark of his own, but shrugged it off as being it too early for such things.

“Ok, just make yourself scarce. I rather not have to explain why I have a talking wolf in my house.” Andrew said. Seth rolled his eyes and trotted off to the kitchen.

Andrew opened the door to find Caelan wearing a Discord T-shirt.

“Hey, I just came over to-”

“Go home!” Andrew interrupted. Caelan just stood there, dumfounded.

“Andrew?” He asked, unsure of the interruption.

“Go home!” Andrew repeated. “Go home, change your shirt, and then we’ll talk.” After finishing his vague instructions, he swiftly slammed the door shut.

It finally dawned on him. Everything dawned on him. His very life most likely held on the balance that Andrew just realised existed. This had all been too easy from the beginning, and now he saw the one reason why it had been. If his calculations were correct, both his and Caelan’s life were in danger.

“So who was the guest,” Seth called from kitchen.

“Oh, no one important.” Andrew called to the wolf. “Oh, by the way. Remember that new friend I told you about? He’ll be stopping by in a minute or two.”

“Ok. What ever. Mind if I go hunting while you two hang out here?” Seth asked, walking back to the door.

“Go for it.” Andrew said. Good, I can finally think over all of this.

A few minutes passed after Seth left before Caelan stopped by again. During this time, Andrew acquired a large amount of scratch paper and was jotting down notes on every possible outcome that could possibly occur with Seth. The knock on the door caused Andrew to jump from his seat on the couch. He walked over to the door, still holding his most recent note pad. What met him was Caelan and the unnamed alicorn.

“Hello Andrew, what was that all about. Just tell me later, I think you remember Night here.” Caelan said as he took a seat.

“Well, I’m sorry about shooing you off earlier” Andrew said without looking up from his notes. “It’s just that I couldn’t have the risk of what might be my end.”

“No problem, mate” Caelan said with an australian accent. “Exactly what did you mean about ‘your end’?”

“I’ll get to that in due time.” Andrew said, waving him off. “Firstly, tell me everything about your o- friend here” Andrew asked, catching himself mid-sentence.

“Well, I’m from Equestria, I am around a thousand years old, and I am the son of chaos,” Night began. Andrew looked up from his notes with a face that would suggest that his mind was just broken.

“This just got complicated” Andrew commented after a brief pause. By some ironic coincidence, the door opens to Seth carrying a bloodstained leg of a dear.

“Hey Andrew, I brought home a...” The wolf trailed off at the sight of the two new guests. “Andrew, why is there a pony in your house?” He finally asked, not breaking eye contact with the alicorn.

“Andrew, why didn’t you mention you had a wolf that could speak?” Caelan asked, looking somewhat happy as well as confused.

Andrew muttered a curse under his breath. This was not supposed to happen. Derail, derail!

“Seth, meet Night. Night, meet Seth,” Andrew hastily said. “Now that you two have met, I believe it’s getting late and-”

“Andrew, don’t be rude.” Seth interrupted him before turning back to Night. “Let me introduce myself. Eclipse. Seth Eclipse. Warrior of the Wolven Empire.”

“Nice to meet you.” Night began. “My name’s Night Wolfe. Prince of Equestria and son of Discord.Well my father calls me a prince, but I don’t like being called a prince.”

Oh hell... Andrew thought. This was exactly what he was worried about from the moment of his epiphany. In retrospect, I should have seen this coming.

Seth locked eyes with the alicorn, a stair of death towards his soon to be victim. Andrew lunged for the wolf in attempt to defuse the situation, although he was too late. Seth bolted towards the unsuspecting Night, forcing him to the ground.

“After a thousand years, my brethren shall have their revenge.” Seth growled, digging his claws into Night’s shoulders.

“Seth, stand down!” He yelled, barely holding his grip on the struggling wolf.

“What the hell.” Night scoffed, standing from his attack.

“Back off, Andrew. This is a between me and his dad.” Seth yelled, jabbing Andrew in the chest with his elbow. Andrew fell to the ground, releasing Seth from his grasp.

“Thank god my grandfather taught me some military training.” Caelan yelled as he jumped on Seth, knocking him down to the ground.

“You humans don’t take a hint, do ya?” Seth muttered before taking a bite at Caelan’s arm. With a yelp, Caelan released Seth, who bolted towards Night again, free of any other obstacles. However, Night had other ideas.

With a black aura forming around Seth, he was levitated a good foot off the ground. The wolf hung there, trying to free himself from the translucent bond, to no avail.

“What the fuck are you doing” Said Night as Seth hung there, floating in the air.

“Exacting the revenge that my brethren have been waiting for for the past thousand years!” Seth yelled, making himself backflip within the field.

“Andrew! You got some talking to do!” Caelan yelled, Night looked at him. In Night’s eyes, Andrew could see a fire that couldn’t be put out.

“Caelan, this goes deeper than I wish to go into.” Andrew said, shaking his head. “ It’s has to do with his-”

“My past,” Seth began, glaring the three of them. “My past was ruined because of his father. Hundreds of thousands of lives were lost do to his father! It’s because of him that my family no longer exists! Your dad started a war and nearly committed genocide on two different species along the way. It’s because of him that to this day I can't look at a pony and not see the thousands of innocent lives I was forced to kill!”

With his rant complete, Seth sat in his weightless sphere, watching the others reactions. Night’s expressen was one of complete shock and confusion to the new information. Caelan’s was a lesser version of this, but still impossible to miss. Andrew only looked to the ground, a face of sadness for the loss of the wolf. Finally, Night spoke.

“No.”

Everyone in the room turned towards the alicorn.

“No,” He repeated. “My father may be considered a tyrant, but he’s a loving father. And what was this about killing others? My father hasn’t killed anypony, I should know cause I keep him in check all the time.” Caelan turned and look at Night, his face showed that he knew what Night was talking about.

“If you consider my life and all the other live that were lost a lie, you are begging for a deathwish.” Seth snarled.
“What are you talking about? Nopony has died due to my father.” Night replied looking at Seth.

Both OCs looked at one another, Seth still looked madder than hell and Night looked confused. Caelan and Andrew both looked at the two, watching the unfolding chaos. Andrew nodded his companion and spoke low enough so that he could only hear.

“This is what I feared.” Andrew explained, a stoic look across his face. “They are beginning to find out.”

“Find out what? That they are from different universes?” Caelan asked.

“That’s just the tip of the iceberg. If they found out they are from different universes, it could lead to them wondering how they found us. See, Seth is my OC and Night is yours. We created them, and in turn...” Andrew hesitated for a moment. “...we created their past.”

There was silence between the two as the words sunk in.

“So, you're saying that you, more or less, killed those wolves?” Caelan asked, nervousness in his tone.

“Indirectly, yes. I caused every horrid memory that has impacted him.” Andrew replied, turning his gaze to the floor.

“Well, that’s not good for me then.” Caelan said.

“Should I ask?” Andrew commented.

“Night killed his own mother because of me.” Caelan replied, following his comrades gaise to the floor.

Author's Note

This chapter will be a two-parter. I did this so that you readers can taste some of the glory while I write the next half. If you have any concerns, just leave a comment.

New School, New Challenges P.2

New School, New Challenges

P.2

“What?” Andrew said, turning to his less than confused acomples.

“Ya, I sort of made Night kill his mother.” Caelan explained, not receiving the shock Andrew was.

“You made him kill his own mother?” Andrew quietly yelled. “Never mind the life scarring trauma, but what kind of plot development is that?” Caelan just looked at Andrew, who had just realised what he just said. “Ya, I probably need to set my priorities straight.”

Caelan just stares off into a cliche distance as both Seth and Night notice their human companions were occupied elsewhere. Seth nudged Andrew with his paw.

“So, what’s up with the new guy here.” Seth asks.

“From my assumption, he is in a flashback. Either that, or he passed out while standing straight up. By the way, how did your argument with Night end?” Andrew asked.

“Rather well, all things considering.” Night replied. “We finally figured that we were from alternate dimensions. Since Twilight of Seth’s dimensions wanted to establish interdental relations, this theory of multiple dimensions is already proven. I got here via portal, so it was probably related to the spell Seth used. How we both ended up here is beyond us.” Night finished.

Andrew stared at pony with a much confused look. “And how did you come to this explanation?”

“We found a discarded paper on the floor with the notion scribbled on it.” Seth replied, holding up one of Andrew’s papers on the potential theories he wrote down earlier.

‘Well, score one for altering reality.’ Andrew thought to himself. “So, neither of you are holding grudges against each other?”

“Nope.” They replied in unison.

“By the way, is this normal for him?” Andrew gestured to Caelan.

“I thought it was a human thing to stand around and look dumbstruck.” Night commented, earning a slight snicker from the wolf. After a few seconds of examination, Night poked Caelan several times in the chest. After at least a dozen moderate jabs to the chest.

“Fuck this.” Night heaves a less than severe blow to Caelan, sending the man the cough behind him.

“What the freak just happen?” Caelan asked as he looked around trying to see what hit him.

“Huh. A bit rash, but effective none the less.” Andrew said, stroking his beard.

“Not to break up this... what ever this is,” Seth called to the group. “But shouldn’t you be in a bit of... well, horrific pain from that bite I gave you?”

It took Caelan a moment to speak “You’re right, why am I not bleeding? Also, shouldn’t the two of you be murdering each other?”

After a brief explanation on the events that passed, Andrew returned to the original topic at hand.

“About the whole ‘can't hurt each other’ thing, any ideas there?” Andrew said, sitting down on a sofa.

Seth raised his paw. “Would that mean that we can't hurt you guys?”

“I doubt that we can’t hurt-”

Before Night could finish, Seth took a slash at Andrew’s arm with his paw.

“Oww! What the hell?” Andrew yelled as he clutched his bleeding arm.

“Ok, so I can hurn Andrew. So why didn’t I even break skin with you here.” Seth casually asked.

Andrew stood from the couch and walked off to the bathroom to treat his wounded arm.

“So, as I was saying before you did that,” Night began, shaking his head. “I think we can hurt our companions, like I did with Wolf here.”

“Wolf?” Seth asked.

“I like to be called Wolf” Caelan explained. “ You got a problem mut, I’m still mad at you for what you did to me early.”

‘Lay off, shimp!’ Seth mentally commented, giving Caelan his usual stare of death.

“But, I don’t think we can do lasting damage to the unrelated person.” Night elaborated. “When you attacked Wolf here, he just felt immediate pain. This would be like if you were to aggravate a nerve, it just lasts for a brief period unless there is a continuous sources of aggravation. Since Seth didn’t break bone or even cause a bruise, he must have just aggravated a the surrounding nerves. Why this happened is again beyond me.”

Andrew walks in from the bathroom, his arm covered in a badege.

“Let me demonstrate.” Night said before punching Andrew on the already injured arm.

“Ahh, what the fucking hell is wrong with you people!” Andrew yells, gripping his arm again.

“Uh Andrew? They are not people, they are Equestrians” Caelan commented.

“See, he isn’t bleeding again. It was just aggravation of nerves.” Night explained with pride. With that comment, Andrew used his uninjured arm and gave Night a rather hard uppercut.

“You know what, fuck all of you. I’m done with this...what ever the hell this is.” Andrew yelled before storming out the door.

Seth was the first to speak. “What did I do?”

Night rubbed his jaw. “Ok, firstly, oww. Secondly, you slashed his arm.”

“Right...” Seth replied.

Andrew stormed back inside, still furious. “This is my house.” He said as he walked into the kitchen.

An awkward silence filled the room; all that could be heard was the sound of Andrew most likely fixing himself a sandwich for an early lunch. Seth, feeling he needed to justify his actions, spoke first.

“Truthfully, I doubted that it would actually work.” Seth commented. His two associates gave him a less than enthusiastic face.

“What? Actually cut him?” Night protested. “Thats what usually happens when you slash somepo- someone.”

“Fine, but what did you prove by hitting him in the arm? Usually people don’t bleed when they are punched.” Seth retorted.

“Hey guys, I’m going to check up on Andrew and see if he’s not bleeding out or anything.” Caelan cut in, grabbing no one’s attention.

“Well, it could have ruptured a blood vessel or something from when you took a chunk out of his arm.” Night quipped.

Caelan stood from the couch and walked into the kitchen to see Andrew leaning on a counter over a toaster oven

“Hey... how’s your arm?” Caelan weakly asked.

Andrew turned to face the guest. “Well, besides hurting like hell, it’s doing rather well.” Andrew said with a small smirk.

“Zecora pun intended?” Caelan asked, taking a chair of a round table.

“What p-” Andrew started, realising what he said earlier. “Oddly enough, not really. How are the two boys out there?”

Caelan sighed. “Their arguing over why they attacked you.” A metallic ding broke their conversation. Andrew turned to the oven and pulled out a salami sandwich and placed it on an awaiting plate.

“You want a one?” Andrew called over to his friend. “It’s smoked salami”

“If you insist.”

Andrew pulled out a knife and halved the sandwich, and grabbed a second plate. Joining Caelan, the two ate, not caring about the conversation in the background.

“Speaking of the our OCs, is it just me, or are they starting to become real?” Andrew asked between bites. “I mean not as in alive, but as in actually having life. They seem to have their own emotions and characteristics that I could never dream creating.”

“Ya, I know what you mean.” Caelan replied. “Night and I are pretty close. I’m looking out for him and, in return, he’s looking out for me. That’s the strange thing though, he never has cared for any other pony except himself or anypony effecting him.”

“Than thats saying something then.” Andrew explained. “You are a big piece of his life to him, bigger than you let yourself see.”

“Huh, maybe you're right” Caelan said, standing from the table and grabbing his empty plate. “Lets go check out how the two are doing being left alone.”

After the two stowed away their eating wear, they were about to walk into the living room before a scream broke the atmosphere.

“Nightmare is not LUNA!” They could hear Night yell.

Ten minutes earlier

“Fine, but what did you prove by hitting him in the arm? Usually people don’t bleed when they are punched.” Seth retorted.

“Well, it could have ruptured a blood vessel or something from when you took a chunk out of his arm.” Night quipped.

“You're still dragging that back out! How about we call this even and move along.” Seth

“Agreed. So, you're a diplomat?” Night asked, looking to Caelan, who was nowhere to be found.

“Oddly enough, after a life of military training, I’m now a royal diplomat for the equine throne.” Seth explained, resting himself on a couch cushion.
“How’s the life of a prince?”

“Uh, well three days isn’t very long, so it’s hard to say. Me and my father had a big fight before I came over here, so yea,” Night replied.

“So, in your universe, are the sisters still alive?” Seth asked.

“Sadly, no. Celestia is frozen in stone and Luna is dead. Something about Luna makes me think about Nightmare moon, my mother,” Night said as he hung his head low.

“Well...Sorry to hear your loss.” Seth replied, looking away from Night.

“What loss?” Night asked.

“You said Luna dies. So...” Seth trailed off.

“What do you mean? Tell me now,” Night demanded.

“Nightmare moon... is Luna...”Seth hesitantly explained.

“What do you mean?” Night said, his heart dropped.

“Luna turned to Nightmare Moon when she fell to her hatred. After the elements of harmony defeated her, she returned to her normal self.” Seth elaborated.

“You lying, Nightmare died and I killed Luna. Nightmare is not LUNA!” Night yelled. Seth only looked away, he knew the hardship of his loss. The death of his brother only proved that. Both Andrew and Caelan ran into the room.

“What’s going on?” Andrew asked.

“Nightmare is not Luna!” Night repeated. “You fucking liar, I knew I couldn’t trust you,” Seth was about to stand and defend himself, but realized what little it would do.

“Night calm down, I got something to tell” Caelan was stopped.

“NO! This little mut is telling a lie higher than Celestia,” Night said.

“Night, calm, HE’S TELLING THE TRUTH!” Caelan scream, tears starting to pour down his face.

Andrew and Seth look at each other. “We should probably leave, this is kind of their moment here” Seth whispers.

“Lets give them a few minutes alone.” Andrew agreed. The two slowly walk into Andrew’s office. Andrew sat in his chair while Seth curled up on the floor.

“So, what do you think will happen with the two of them.” Andrew finally asked.

“Between the loss of his mother, and all he has been through here, it will just take time for him to recover.” Seth explained “I have felt the loss of family before, it will just take time.”

“But didn’t Night just say he...” Andrew didn’t need to finish the sentence, the two both knew what he was going to say.

“Night killed his own mother...” Seth stated. The two stared at the floor, unsure of what to do. A sudden scream breaks the silence.

“I’m a what?” Night yelled

“Come on, we better see what’s up.” Andrew called to the wolf as the walking into the living room.

“An original character,” Caelan replied. “I made up your whole life, you're from a book,” He cried out.

“So everything about me is a LIE!” Night was furious.

“Dude, we talked about this, we can't say-” Andrew began

“Wait, you were in on this too?” Night yelled facing the newcomers.

“Let me tell you something, Seth is Andrew's OC, he made up Seth,” Caelan commented.

“What?” Seth said, looking up at Andrew.

“Damn it dude, we can’t just tell them! Don’t you know what they’re going to do to us once they realise what we’ve done?” Andrew said in pure shock.

Caelan turned around and saw Andrew’s expression. “I’m sorry Andrew, it’s now or never, if we told them later, it could be worse.”

“What do you mean ‘made me up’?” Seth asked Andrew, much annoyance in his voice.

“Well, technically, you were from a book I wrote...” Andrew began, slowly backing away from the peeved wolf.

“So you are trying to say I’m from a book? You...” Seth began, only losing himself in this train of thought. “...No. My life, a... a...” He mumbles to himself.

“Both of you are, please, we can explain,” Caelan said, his tiers were clearing up.

“Ya, Caelan can explain this.” Andrew hastily said, backing away from the group.

“Uh.....No, Andrew you’re helping me,” Caelan said. Seth then advanced on Andrew.

“Andrew, what the wolven hell are you keeping from me!?!” The wolf yelled, pouncing on Andrew and pinning him to the ground.

“Well... Caelan’s right. We unknowingly created you.” Andrew explained, ignoring the pain of fall.

“That has already been stated. How did you create us?” Seth demanded again, now raising his claws to Andrew’s throat.

“I don’t know! I just was bored one day and decided to become a writer. I thought up you and decided to create a novel! I’m not sure of Caelan over there, but it’s probably similar to that.” Andrew stuttered.

“That’s about the same way,” Caelan said, Night had picked him up so he couldn’t move.

“So what your telling us is that you both created our lives and past?” Seth questioned, pressing down harder on Andrew’s throat. “You killed off countless lives because you were bored!?”

“Night...please I’m sorry let me down and I explain all I can,” Caelan yelled. “Seth let Andrew go and we'll explain,”

“No, I like where he is now.” Seth said. “Plus, what is there to explain. You have basicly nearly killed off two sentient races, murdered the equine throne and made Night over there kill his own mother for wolven sake. What more do you have to say?”

“Celestia is not ...dead,” Caelan was being almost choked. “She’s just frozen in stone, and right before Night came here I was going to write were Night finds out his mother,”

“My point still stands, we have basically lived through wolven and pony hell, all because of you two!” Seth stated. He had been pressing hard enough on Andrew’s throat that the man was now unconscious.

“Night I know what it's like to lose a love one,” Caelan began “I started writing about you right after my grandma died,”

“Ya, and I lost my entire team, my parents, and my own brother. Join the club.” Seth retorted, climbing off Andrew.

“Why are you after me, I have done nothing to you, Night should be the one doing this,” Caelan commented.

“I couldn’t lash out at him over there,” Seth said, gesturing over the inanimate corpse. “You seemed like a likely candidate for ridicule.”

“Seth back down, I’ll handle him,” Night finally spoke. “Now tell me, WHY!”

“We didn’t know what we were doing, here writing is just for fun. I didn’t know you would be alive and here on Earth,” Caelan stammered.

A sudden gasp for air caught the attention of the three as Andrew sat up in a bit of a panic.

“Seth... I really hate you sometimes...” Andrew daily said as he stood to face the others. “How long was I out?”

“Not too long. You didn’t miss much.” Caelan replied from within the magic aura. “All I have to say is.....Seth I hate you,”

“And what the wolven hell did I do to you?” Seth barked.

“You told Night about Luna being Nightmare....urg,” Caelan choked.

“Ya, but Night brought up the subject in the first place!” Seth retorted.

“He has a point there.” Night added.

“Ya, but Andrew should have mentioned something to me about having a wolf that loathes Discord.” Caelan protested.

“Ok, how did I get back in this?” Andrew said before entering a coughing spasm due to his injured throat.

“You didn’t tell me that Seth would gladly kill my best friend!” Caelan replied.

“We are friends?” Night asked, gaining Caelan’s attention.

“What do you mean, yes we are friends,” Caelan respawned.

“Really? Usually friends don’t choke each other.” Seth commented.

“Night, just let Caelan go. Friendship is magic.” Andrew begged. He hated the phrase, but it always worked in the show.

“Uhh, not you too.” Seth groaned. “I thought I left all that ‘friendship’ stuff in Equestria.”

“One thing I forgot to say, I had no friends at the time of writing about Night, so this was my getaway from life, that and video games,” Caelan replied, trying to get air.

“So wait, another reason is because you had no friends?” Night replied. Andrew noticed a tear.

“Yep, and all three of my dogs died before you came along,” Caelan said.

“You hold canines as pets?” Seth stammered, looking from Caelan to Andrew. “That’s slavery!”

“Seth, I’ll explain this to you later.” Andrew reassured.

“Night, please get off,” Caelan cried. “I’m going to go home, come when you want to,” Night stood from Caelan and allowed him to leave. After he left the house, both OCs turned towards Andrew, who had just recovered from his previous injury.

“All emotional things put aside for a moment, did he just leave me for dead?” Andrew asked.

“As much stuff as he’s been through, just let him.” Night answered.

“So...are you guys still mad at me, or are we cool...” Andrew sheepishly asked.

“You still haven’t said a word about the thousands of lives you let die off because you were bored. Maybe Night is fine with his mother thing, but my life wasn’t ruined by Discord, it was because of you!” Seth declared.

“Just a quick shout out,” Night said from behind Seth. “I have nothing against you Andrew.”

“Seth, I’m sorry for doing this to you. It wasn’t intentional.” Andrew began. “When I wrote this out of boredom, I was bored because my friends had betrayed me. I tried to write you in the perfect image of loyalty and honor, everything I respect. I hoped to create a wolf who shared my insight on honor, someone who knew what loss of his friends and family. All I have is my dad, and barley that at times. I wrote you so that you could bring a war torn nation to peace. In a way, I thought that writing the story, I could make amends to my life as well. All I did was bring the hero to my world apparently. I can never replace what you have lost in your time as a warrior or as a diplomat, I just hope that this explanation at least shows what intentions I had in writing your grim past.”

Seth didn’t flinch a muscle. “This doesn't change a thing. I don’t care if you had a depressing life, I had to live through the hell you wrote me. To you, those deaths were just an idea. To me... to me, they were my brothers and sisters. Each one of their deaths I had to carry. I don’t care if the pony is ok with Caelan’s reason, but you are dead to me.”

“Seth, chile. Andrew didn’t mean to create you, like with Caelan with me,” The alicorn spoke from across the room.

“Look, I’m sorry about your loss, but this isn’t your fight.” Seth said to Night. “This man had unknowingly slain countless lives. I... I just can't live with that!”

“I know you have lost a lot, but he didn’t know we were real, and this is my fight you’re about to hurt my creator’s only human friend.” Night stated. “If I have to I’ll use my magic to hold you in a bubble again.”

“Look, I was starting to like you,” The wolf replied, turning back to Andrew. “But if you are going to stand in my way for bestowing justice to all of my kind, then I will be forced to remove you as well.”

As if tensions were not high enough, the door to the house was ripped off it’s hinges. All heads turned to see Caelan standing in the newly opened door frame.

“ANDREW!” He started “Is Night Still......here?”

“You...” Andrew began, standing from the floor. “You just destroyed my door.”

Caelan ran over to Night and started to hug him.

“What the” Night was stopped by the crying of Caelan.

“Did I just miss something here?” Seth asked, eyeing the two. Andrew was speechless, looking over the splintered remains that was his door.

“Night, I thought I lose you,” Caelan cried.

“What do you mean?” Night replied, he looked up with confusion.

“The story it-it-it was deleted!” Caelan yelled.

“What do you mean?” Night asked. “Wait, if the story was deleted then why am I still here?”

“I don't know, but I’m just happy,” Caelan said.

Walking back to the group, Andrew turned to Caelan. “So, you had to basically- no, literally break into my house to tell him that?”

“You know, sometimes you’re a real killjoy, you know that?” Seth called from in the living room. “Also, getting back to the topic here, Night’s story was deleted?”

Caelan stood up and brushed himself off. “Yes, but who did it I don’t know. I went on Fimfiction and I got a notification saying the story was deleted for inactivity,”

“Well, just looking at the brighter side here, Night’s fine and better than ever.” Andrew pointed out. “So looks like everything is good for him. Just out of curiosity, I probably should check mine as well.”

Andrew walked into his office and pulled up the Fimfiction page from his bookmark list. Checking his notifications, one caught his eye.

Dear valued user,

As of this moment, the story ‘Peace among Warriors’ has

been deleted due to inactivity. We are sorry, but we have to maintain

our standards. If you wish to speak to a representative, please leave a

reply and wait up to 30 business days for an answer.

“Caelan! We are either being trolled or we are being hunted.” Andrew called from the office.

After explaining his story’s fate, Andrew excused Caelan and Night at their request. Standing the door where it should have been, he returned to living room where Seth was waiting for him.

“Look, I know we still have this huge justice thing to deal with, but can we postpone the inevitable until we get this whole story thing figured out?”

“Only because it’s for your friend that I let you live. You promised to help him out with this phenomenon, so once that is accomplished, I have no reason not to kill you.” Seth stated.

Loyalty's Bounds

Loyalty’s Bounds

The night ended rather peacefully, all things considered. Seth had left on another hunting spree, while Andrew cooked a leftover hamburger. It was around ten when Andrew decided to hit the hay. He was still tired from the early morning wake up call.

As Andrew arose from his bed the next morning, he did his usual routine of daily activities. Finishing his showed, he came to his closet to pick out today’s look. Being Sunday, it would mean another day of relaxation. Grabbing his usual ‘three wolf moon’ shirt, Andrew got the other assortment of clothing and dressed up. He walked over to his bedroom mirror and looked himself over. The wolf shirt was his favorite, but it was his only one.

“Hey Seth, I got a little-” Andrew called, looking to Seth’s makeshift bed. He only found the pile of cloths from the night before. He looked around the room in an attempt to find the missing wolf. With his results futile, he turned to the living room. He opened the door to his room and walked out to the hall. There was still no sight of Seth. Andrew was now starting to panic.

‘He said he was just going out on a hunting trip. He could easily get back in though the busted door... Did he run?’

As his heart began to race, Andrew ran to the door. He pulled it out of it’s barely stable position and leaned it against the wall. He ran outside and looked towards the woods. If he knew anything about the wolf, Seth always ran to the woods in a time of stress. Finding out that you are a storybook character definitely counted as stress. He ran back inside and pulled his airmen’s jacket off the coathanger, tossing on a pair of shoes, dashing out the door once again.

Andrew ran into the woods, not caring which direction he traveled. “Seth!” He yelled. He ran deeper into the snowcovered treescape chanting the name over and over again. He knew his wolven friend was running from him, but it was worth a shot. To Andrew, Seth was more than a character or even a pet. He hated ruining his life for the wolf. Ever since he joined high school, Andrew lived by the wolven code. It meant honor and loyalty. If he didn't make this right, what was he? He would have basically destroyed the life of the closest thing he had to a brother. He didn't know how, but in one way or another, Andrew hoped to return Seth to his rightful home; Away from any more conflict he could bring upon the wolf.

As he continued to trek across the tundra, a snap of a twig froze him in his place. Looking to his shoes for the source of the noise, he found that it was not him who broke the wood. Turning to his six, he found nothing as well. He scanned his entire surrounding, trying to find the element of his paranoia. Suddenly, he saw it. A gray wolf. Roughly a twenty yards away, the canine stared at him with it’s yellow eyes. Andrew was relieved to see his wolven friend so quick into his endeavor.

“Seth! Seth! S-” He exclaimed in joy, then ceased immediately. Seth has blue eyes. With his sudden realization, Andrew face changed to one of utter fear.

“Ok Andrew.” He said to himself, remembering everything on wolves he had learned. “Wolves eat small to large predators, but don’t attack humans. So as long as I don’t aggravate it, I should be fine. The only reason it would is if a human is on their territory. Being territorial creatures, wolves will kill anything that dares approach their den. If I were in the space of a wolf den, then that would mean that there would be a pack. Seeing as there is only one wolf, I should be looking at a lonewolf. Lonewolves don’t take up territory, so I am safe in regards to crossing into a den.”

With his reassuring ramble complete, Andrew gave a small smile of relief. He kept eye contact to the wolf as he began to retreat back the way he came. Even though he was most likely safe, he wanted to be sure. When he was thirty yards away, a second pair of yellow eyes popped out from behind the first wolf.

“Ok, so there is a pack...”

Seeing his safety drop of a metaphorical cliff, Andrew began to sweat. A third pair approached from the two.

“Well, this is an ironic way to go out. Create a wolf, ruin his life. Shortly later, go looking for the wolf and get killed by other wolves.” Andrew muttered to himself. When he passed a tree to his right, he turned away from the wolves and used every ounce of strength to move him as far as he could from the canines. As adrenaline pumped into his veins, he surged forward. Passing the snow topped trees, one final fact came to frightened man.

‘Wolves can run up to 45 miles per hour if needed.’

As the thought entered his brain, he heard paws dig into fresh snow behind him. He dared not look behind him, knowing it would only slow his progress more. The pawsteps came close now, at least ten feet behind him. Then, from behind a small piece of foliage, a fourth wolf jumped out and began running right in front of him. In fear, he ducked and entered the fetal position. Andrew closed his eyes, waiting for his end. As the wolf coming at him from the front approached, he prayed for a quick death. Then, the wolf jumped over him, colliding with the pack leader of the other wolves. They both fell on top of the scarred human, who let out a yelp of pain from the new found weight. As the pressure dissipated. Andrew looked up to see the lead wolf and the new canine on the ground a few feet away. Each were biting at each other, some getting lucky with a piece of skin, but for the most part, it was evenly matched.

Or it was until the new wolf lunged for the lead’s neck, biting down as hard as it could. With an audible crack, the lead wolf’s body became rigged, then fell limp. As the two side wolves advanced, the new wolf stood from it’s victim and lunged for the newcomers. The lonewolf took charge, biting down on the the left wolf by the leg, causing it to fall in pain. As the right wolf lunged for the lonewolf, it sidestepped away from the attacking wolf. With it’s target unable to be reached, the right wolf landed on the ground with a hardy thud. The lonewolf took no time in exploiting the advantage of the downed pray. It lunged atop the right wolf, leaving the left temporarily off guard. With a quick motion, the wolf pinned his prey and with it’s mouth, snapped it’s neck.

Andrew recognized the fighting style of the wolf. It was too precise for an ordinary canine. Seeing the wolf stand from it’s second fallen enemy, Andrew whispered, “...Seth?...”

The wolf looked up his blue eyes glaring at him. For a second, Andrew assumed that Seth would go after him. Just as he stood up to greet his long lost friend, the lonewolf growled.

“Why did you come after me?” The wolf demanded. But before he could answer, the left wolf from earlier lunged after the unaware Seth. Pinning him in a paralyzing neck grip. Seth struggled, but only winced in pain as the top wolf kept biting down. Seeing his friend struggling to fight the oppressor, Andrew tried to think what he could do to help save his friend. Checking his jacket for any way of help the wolf, he found the one thing that might be able to save him: a combat knife. In desperation, Seth charged at the last remaining wolf, jabbing the knife deep into it’s side. Using his momentum, He pushed the wolf off of Seth and pinning it to the ground a few feet away. Pulling the knife out, he quickly sliced the throat of the injured wolf, making it’s death quick.

After a few seconds of regaining his composure and letting the adrenalin rush die down, Andrew got up and looked at his work. He had gone hunting before, but he never truly got over the effect of taking a life. After a moment of silence, he turned to see a very pissed off Seth.

“Ok, Im going to say this again. Why did you come after me? And why did you murder that wolf?” Seth demanded, still glaring at Andrew.

Needless to say, he didn’t expect Seth to be this hostile.

“I came to find you. I had a hunch you were here. Plus, I just saved your life!” Andrew reminded the wolf.

“You killed the wolf when it was not your battle! Also, I left because I didn’t have any obligations to you. I thought you would like me not being around, since you apparently like killing off wolves.” Seth retorted, advancing on the human.

“Oh sooooooorry for saving your life!” Andrew yelled, “I thought wolves like people saving their skin when they are about to die!” He turned around, not facing the annoying wolf.

“You still don’t get it. You not only killed of hundreds of thousands, if not millions of wolves, then you go kill this one without giving it a second thought!” Seth yelled back.

*Crash!*
Seth and Andrew turn to the sound of tree branches breaking as a large creature falls from above.

“AH. OW!” The creature yells. “What the fuck happen?”

The creature turn to Andrew and Seth. “Why hello-”

“No...No...nonononono.” Andrew stammered, recognizing exactly who it was, while Seth stared with resenting eyes.

“Well that’s an odd custom, most ponies would be running away.” Discord commented.

“Andrew... hold me back.” Seth said in a calm voice.

“Why-” Andrew started as Seth lunged at the... well, Andrew didn’t know what Discord was, so... Discord.

“What the-” Discord stops Seth in mid-air. “What’s up with your little dog?”

Seth hung there, continuously rotating. “I’m not a dog, you oversized piece of shit!” Seth yelled.

“Seth!” Andrew exclaimed, half carrying, half conviction. He then looked at the towering slender beast. “Why are you here?” He asked, voice slightly shaken.

“I was looking for my son before getting teleported here. Where am I and have..no you probably haven’t.” Discord spoke, slight condisention is his tone. He completely ignored the wolf’s comment.

“To answer your question, you are in America, home of beef.” Andrew said, trying to stay confident. It was rather hard considering he was looking up at a seven foot tall creature that could only be described as a colored ink sploch from a counselor's office. “As for your son, I might have a lead. But first, let go of Seth.”

“Fine.” Discord drops Seth with a muffled thud due to the snow. The second Seth hit the ground, he charged at Discord again. However, Andrew was ready for this. With a leap, he tackled the wolf, immobilizing him.

“What the hell Andrew?” Seth growled.

“You asked me to hold you back” Andrew replied, trying to keep a grasp on him.

“Now what do you know about my son?” Discord asked, taken back by Andrew’s actions.

“Well, if he’s the same one always boasting that his dad is a god, then Night is your son.” Andrew explained, not letting up.

“Oh so now you’re reuniting the power couple? Great job, genius” Seth barked.

“Yea, alicorn, 5 foot 5 inches, green eyes, huge wings. Wait how do you know?” Discord asked bending down to the human.

Andrew panicked for a second as Discord glared at him. “Well... Let’s just say we’ve crossed paths recently.”

The three of them walked to Andrew’s house. Once arriving, Andrew lead Discord over to the couch in the living room.

“Just make yourself at home...I guess” He said, leading the wolf to the to the kitchen. Seth reluctantly fallowed.

“Why the hell are you leading him to his son?” Seth asked, obviously upset.

“Hey, I just want him out of here. Calean can deal with Discord for all I care.” Andrew explained. “As for his son, he doesn’t seem all that powerful right now. The only threat is Discord here, so I assume if we get that horned monstrosity out of the house, we will be in pretty good shape.”

“Fine. I’ll be nice. But if he dares call me a dog again, I am not going to be responsible for what I do to him.” Seth finished as he walked towards the living room. Before departing, he turned around and faced Andrew again. “We are still not finished with the wolf thing.”

Seth walked into the living room to find Discord watching T.V.

“Andrew told me to stay on my best behavior while I’m around you. Just know that if you dare mess with me or Andrew, I swear I will be happy to end you hear and now.”

Discord looked at the wolf with a slight smirk. “Oh, so you're actually standing up for that human now. Earlier you seemed like you would rip his head off.” He said with a chuckle.

“It’s... complicated.” Seth replied.

“Ok then. I got another question: why are you so feisty around me?” Discord teased.

“As if you didn’t know.” Seth answered, glaring at the beast. “You single-pawed killed of almost an entire nation! Everything I once held dear you burned to the ground!” Seth was now enraged and was approaching Discord.

“Woh, I haven’t killed anypony or wolf or human. My son keeps my under check 24/7.” Discord said getting his claw ready incase the wolf attacked.

“Like hell you did!” Seth yelled, pouncing on the awaiting Discord. Halfway through his jump, Seth was met with a boston cream pie to the face.

“Andrew come get your wolf before he does something else!” Discord called to Andrew.

Andrew walked in to see Seth sliding on a pile of banana peels with pie all over his face.

“Your wolf just tried to kill me!” Discord said, fire in his eyes.

“And he has been pulling every comedic stunt in the book...” Seth returned. “Although I can say one thing, it’s not the real Discord.”

“How can you tell?” Andrew asked, holding back tears of laughter.

“The real one would be a much bigger troll.” Seth said, scraping pie off his face. “This guy only hit me with a pie, my Discord would have thrown a wedding cake with incendiary candles.”

Andrew was at the brink of laughter. “That was the Discord general?”

“And he would have poisoned the cake with a paralysis drug.” Seth finished, licking his fur clean.

Discord laid back on the couch, he yawned as he spoke. “Uh..guys why is my son of the T.V?”

“See? He would have at least laughed about my description of him. The guy was- Wait, what?” Seth turned to the screen, which was currently displaying a Black-Bluish alicorn laying down with a 5’ 5’’ kid beside him.

“Is that... Night?” Seth asked in a deadpan tone.

“Who’s the short hairless one?” Discord asked, eating popcorn as he watched his son blast three students.

Andrew facepalmed as he realized what had happened. “That would be your son’s caretaker. If you don’t mind, I have explaining to do about the phrase ‘Don’t let anyone see the alicorn’.” He finished with a vengeful tone. “Seth, ever tried human flesh before?”

“...No...”

“Well, I hear it tastes like chicken.” He replied, picking up the door and tossing it aside. “You can tell me if I’m wrong.” Andrew walked out the door, followed by the hesitant Seth.

“Hold on guys.” Discord said to the empty room. He then snapped his fingers, causing a flash of light to fill the room. When the light cleared, both Seth and Andrew were back in the house. Andrew, still walking from outside, tripped over the pile of bananas. Seth was a few feet away, making him appear on the edge of the coffee table. He then unknowingly walked off the ledge. Andrew glared at Discord as he stood up.

“Really? Now’s the time to be a troll?” He sarcastically asked.

“I wanted to ask you something.” Discord innocently replied.

Andrew heavily sighed as he picked himself up and walked towards the door. Discord snapped his claw again, causing the door to reappeared in the frame. Andrew was mean inches from face planting into the new wood when he turned to the cause of his stress.

“Discord!”

“I merely wanted to ask you a question. Is that too much to ask for?” The creature said again. “Plus, I fixed your door.”

Andrew just ignored Discords plea and opened the door. After he walked through and slammed the door, the door to the restroom opened to reveal Andrew.

“What the hell?” He exclaimed. “Discord!” At this point Seth had recovered from the fall and had taken residence next to Discord. The (enter discord’s species here) had offered the wolf a cup of popcorn as the two watched Andrew continued to try to exit the house.

“You realize he is going to keep this up for at least a few minutes.” Seth asked, not taking his eyes off Andrew.

“Yep.”

“Will it stay this entertaining?”

“Just wait...”

Andrew stopped after the twelfth time and turned for the stairwell. “I doubt you have my window covered.” He yelled, running up the stairs and towards his room. The sound of broken glass was heard. Two seconds later, Andrew flew through the living room window. As his body landed on the floor, the window pieces flew back and repaired itself. He stood up and turned for the window that just finished it’s repair. He lunged at the window, but face planted on the glass, not even breaking it. Andrew’s body went limp as he slipped into unconsciousness.

Seth leaped off the couch to help his downed friend. After checking to see if he was alive, the wolf turned to Discord. “What was the question?”

“Oh, what was Night doing saving a human?” Discord replied.