"Hello ladies and gentlemen. It's Pro Bowl week, before Super Bowl Forty-Eight, and we're here to talk about one thing. X-factors." Colin Cowherd said before turning to Jerome Bettis.

"You know, I always feel like some player is getting too much attention before the big game. I'm talking about Richard Sherman. The guy is a phenomenal player, but he runs his mouth. With all the weapons Denver has on offense, he won't even get a chance to defend a pass-"

With a click, the television turned off. Sighing, Richard Sherman stood himself up and walked out of his hotel room.

Stepping outside of the hotel in his Seahawks hoodie and sweatpants, he glanced at a clock in the pavilion. The clock read exactly five. Nodding, he pulled up his hood, and began jogging. He'd gotten up at five in the morning like a chicken to do his morning run. With a final nod, he began running.

The streets were pretty empty. It was good, because it gave him some time to think. He only had a week before the biggest game of his life. He had caused one hell of a fiasco earlier in the week, proclaiming himself the top cornerback and calling rival wide receiver Michael Crabtree mediocre. The media certain painted him as a villain. Something he didn't particularly care for.

But for him, the only thing that really mattered to him was winning the biggest game of his career.

As he passed a coffee shop, something unexpected happened. A massive flash of light engulfed him.

"Hey, Bill? You see that?" The guy at the coffee counter asked.

"I'm knee deep in expired, knock-off coffee. The only thing I see is I should have finished college."

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"Okay, fellow Cutie Mark Crusaders! Today is the day we find our special-" Before Apple Bloom could finish her declaration, a large flash of light next to them cut her off. From the light, a cloud of smoke manifested itself.

"What in the hay?!" Apple Bloom shouted in surprise.

"Is this part of the plan?" Sweetie Belle asked her now facehoofing friend.

As the smoke cleared, the fillies could make out a figure of some sort.

"What's that?" Scootaloo asked no one in particular before getting closer to the smoke.

"Don't Scootaloo! It's dangerous!" Apple Bloom warned her friend.

"I'm not looking at you, but I'm rolling my eyes." Scootaloo replied in a sing-song voice.

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo slowly came up next to her, and they all stared at the slowly clearing smoke.

"'m gonna ask again. 'the hay is that?!" Apple Bloom shouted and pointed at the mostly cleared smoke.

Out of the remnants of the smoke stepped a tall bipedal creature with braided black hair.

"Ugh, what the heck?" Sherman asked waving the last of the smoke away from his face.

"It can talk!" Three little voices exclaimed.

"Of course I can talk. What kind of person couldn't-" Looking down, he realized the voices came from three very small, different colored ponies, barely up to his knees, "Uh... What?"

The ponies seemed quite weary of him, but the elegant pony spoke first, "Hi mister! I'm Sweetie Belle, who and what are you?"

Sherman scratched the back of his head. Well, he couldn't just be rude, "YOU can talk?! Uh... I'm Richard. Richard Sherman."

Carefully, the orange and purple one spoke, "I'm Scootaloo, this is Apple Bloom. Now... WHAT are you?"

The confused corner took a glance around. Everything was... animated was the only way he could describe it. Looking back to the little fillies, he sighed. Confused was the understatement of the year. After a moment of silence, he spoke.

"Well... I'm a human. You got those around here?"

It was Sweetie's turn to be confused, "What's a human?"

Richard sighed, "Well, that figures."

The three young ponies got even closer. It made him a little uncomfortable, but he didn't want to hurt their feelings.

Before another word was spoken, a rainbow flash knocked him to the ground a good ten yards away from the fillies. Looking up, there was a cyan, winged, rainbow maned pony. The creature was standing on top of him, as it registered she was the one that knocked him down.

"Yo! What's all this about?!" Richard shouted in irritation. The creature didn't say a word, but leaned over to hold her face inches from his own. He had thoughts of just punching the pony off of him, but resisted the urge.

"I don't know what you are, but you're not hurting anypony today! Not while Rainbow Dash is on watch!" She growled.

"Hey, I didn't plan on it, ya crazy fly! You're the one that knocked me over like a Black Friday sale!"

"A likely story! And who you calling a fly?!" The pony named Rainbow Dash replied.

Okay, that was enough. Richard thrust himself up, knocking the creature off him. The pony quickly flapped her wings in time to recover, and now floated at eye level with him.

"Oh, looking for a fight, huh?!" The cyan creature asked, throwing her hooves up like fists.

"Hey, I'm not looking to-" Before he could finish his sentence, the pegasus had again knocked him over, this time with a kick.

Richard quickly hopped up, "You really wanna go? THEN LET"S GO!" He leaned over and flexed his fingers in a defensive back's ready stance.

Rainbow Dash shot at him again, but Richard was ready and sidestepped her. She quickly recovered and came around for another pass, which he was barely able to avoid again. The next pass, he blocked Rainbow Dash's hit, and honked her nose with a smirk.

"What's up, Rainbow? You can't run with me! You ain't on my level!" The elite corner taunted his opponent.

"Oh, it's on!" Rainbow Dash shouted, shooting at him again, much faster this time. Again, he sidestepped, but he could feel the wind whip by him. He didn't want to get hit by that. Rainbow Dash came around again and again, getting faster with each pass. Finally, a hoof connected with his face, knocking him to the ground.

"Ow! Ooh..." He hopped up again, glaring at his speedy opponent, "You really wanna go!?"

"No, I'm about to win though!" Rainbow Dash smirked, shooting at the human once more.

This time, Sherman put up his hands and caught each of Dash's front hooves. He smirked as she frantically tried to break his grip. Feeling triumphant, he felt chatter was in order, "What's up? You can't beat me, I'm the best there is!"

Rainbow Dash responded by crashing her head into her opponent's. Sherman staggered back, blinking rapidly.

Before another movement could be made, the Cutie Mark Crusaders threw themselves in between the two top athletes. Dashie and Sherman both stopped themselves from stepping up again. The rainbow pegasus glanced between the little ponies and the top flight cornerback. After a few seconds, she sighed and lowered herself to the ground.

She glared at the Seahawk before speaking, "Well, I guess you can try and explain yourself. But no funny business! I'll flatten you again before you can do anything!"

He laughed, "Yeah? Funny cuz I swear I was keeping pace with ya."

"I was going easy on you. You could never be on my level!"

"It's true!" Scootaloo interrupted, "She's the fastest flier in Equestria! She can break the sound barrier!"

"Oh..." Sherman chuckled nervously, "Well... I guess thanks for not turning me into manure." He rubbed the back of his head, "Well, I didn't exactly get here because I wanted to see alternate methods of animation."

"Say what now?" Dash asked out of confusion.

"Uhh... nothing. Anyway, I was out on my run, and then a flash of light next to a crappy coffee shop, now I'm here."

"Oh, I know! Let's take him to Twilight!" Sweetie exclaimed in happiness.

"You sure that's a good idea?" Dash asked.

"Who's Twilight?" Richard asked his own question.

"She's a princess! She's also really smart!" Scootaloo explained.

"Well... Alright then. Not exactly dressed to impress though." Richard said, pointing at his outfit.

"Oh, I'll bet my sister Rarity can make you some clothes!" Sweetie exclaimed.

"Ugh!" Rainbow Dash groaned, "Fine! But I got my eyes on you!"

"Oh, I'm real scared! Oh, a rainbow is gonna beat my behind!" Sherman feigned cowering in fear, further irritating the pegasus.

"What was that, ya stupid jerk?! Well, at least my mane doesn't look like animal poop! How dumb are you?!"

"Well, brains aren't everything. In your case, they're nothing!"

"Listen, you-" Rainbow started, only to be interrupted by the fillies.

"Let's just go!" Scootaloo groaned.

With a final exchange of glares, Rainbow Dash began leading Richard to Ponyville, not noticing the mint colored mare with a harp cutie mark hiding in the bushes, "Oh, I knew it! Human! Hehehe a human!"

Author's Note

Well, I do believe this is what they would call an awful idea! Too late though, it's on! It'll be amusing later, that's for sure.

I'm not a Seahawks fan, but I figured this would be fun! And that's all this is, fun!

I don't own any of the players or analysts, I do not own My Little Pony, I don't even own a cat!