Bite Down, Don't let Go

Chapter 11:

House hunting, Home Crashing, Party wrecking Pt 2

(Chewing)

Twilight organized her library...again. Floating around in the chaotic(yet orderly)manner in which the mare levitated them. She currently was flipping through guides and thesaurus, attempting to find any information on Hyena nature.

Yesterday was the first time she saw him mad or scared. Usually his emotional range was between annoyed and cynical with inappropriate humor tossed into the mix. Yet from what she could tell, he was scared of going back to his original home. The body language he put off while Celestia was around...pitiful just pitiful. His head hung low fore paws spread wide. His very posture said no resistance what so ever. Like the very idea appalled him, but he gave up any hoping.

'No!' Twilight thought, 'He immediately put blame on spike instead of accepting responsibility.' Admittedly; Spike had mentioned his panicked reaction. So not all of that was the fault of Oberus. But not saying he made a mistake or he was sorry? That was unacceptable. The Hyena had put three fillies in danger. But he had found a way to save them plus Vinyl and Octavia. Twilight argued with herself.  But he:..he Killed a sentient being, Her rational mind explained.

It was taboo to even talk about death, let alone murder.

For a pony. she'd thought, not a carnivore. The concept of killing to survive was second nature to a meat eater. Then again the protégé of Celestia had watched him eat vegetables and fruits, meaning he was an omnivore. As she flipped page after page, read book after book a thought struck her. Why had she never thought of this before...

When had she ever seen Oberus consume meat?

Books froze in mid air while her mind processed the thought. When had he gotten any meat to speak of? She'd guessed he would've gotten found a way to supplement the lack of proteins by way of beans, but he never seemed to eat with Spike and herself, maybe with one of the others or he'd been eating with another pony.

Or eating another pony! she considered morbidly. He had said several times he wanted to devour her, Twilight had only thought those were his ways of telling her he was annoyed. Maybe he was serious!?

This being only one of her dilemma's.

The other was something with Applejack and Rainbow Dash. They'd both went back to the quarry to see what the loud howling was.

The Cowmare and would be Wonderbolt had been gone for exactly twenty minutes, only to check and see if Oberus was OK... That hadn't been the case.

When they came back they were shaking and mumbling. Rainbow's colors had actually dulled. When Rarity asked them the matter Applejack answered;

"Just...lots uh' blood." she answered with a deep exhalation. Fluttershy had immediately fainted from that reply. Pinkie who had oddly enough been quiet, went wide eyed. Rarity blanched her already milky white made her appear almost ghostly. Twilight herself wasn't sure about what to do.

The young fillies had cried out that their "Cutie Mark Guardian"  was in danger.

Rainbow dash had left her state of shock to block the path of  the CMC, a grim mask set upon her snout. Dash never seemed so serious before. She stared down the young fillies with an intense glower. Edging closer, the Pegasus forced them back, and in a low tone spoke "No."

The CMC were on the verge of tears.

With that RD flew off. No words, no warning, just gone! Applejack had then went to comfort Apple Bloom. Rarity shushed Sweetie, gently hugging her to her chest. Scootaloo only stood shaking, no comfort for the flightless Pegasus, until a yellow pastel wing draped across her back. Looking up she found the motherly smile of Fluttershy bathing her with the warmth she most likely wanted from her idol.

Books now in a neat pile on the floor, Twilight was almost certain this chaos was the fault of Oberus. Ever since he came around it was almost like things would go extremely wrong when there only should have been a mild inconvenience. 'I think?' She questioned herself.

Things have never been 'normal' since coming to Ponyville, and meeting the other elements; her friends. With them she felt like no challenge is too hard for her to accomplish. Though yesterday...

Yesterday was the first time where that security was in shambles.

Oberus had been a big part of that break down. That and the blood pools(that were most likely coagulated now) needed to be examined to figure there point of origin. A new thought assaulted her bringing with it a feeling of dread.

What if it was Oberus's blood!? They did just leave him alone after he murdered one of their own. she attempted to calm herself. No good could come from panicking and overreacting. Taking a deep breath, Twilight steels her nerves. It wouldn't help to panic in the slightest when she had no idea of his curr-

"Twiiiiiilllllliiiigghhht!!!" She heard, the volume shattering a few windows, her ears rang for a second, she thought them bleeding. Spike popped his head into the room, confused, rubbing a clawed finger into an ear hole.

" what's with the noise? I was trying to sleep." the dragon gave a loud yawn to show emphasis to the statement.

" I don't know?" Twilight responded. "Sounded like Pinkie though."

" what do you think she wants?" Spike inquired. The Lavender Unicorn shrugged.

" I'm sure we'll find out."

Octavia

Walking into town hall, orange backpack in tow (it just seemed to follow her. when she approached it it moved back.), Octavia eyed the notice board. Very few homes seemed to be on sale, and the ones that were did not seem appropriate. The ones that were, are: a cottage near the Everfree, a town house on the outskirts a Ponyville, and a little house between the quarry and Ponyville?

That last one was iffy.

Sighing deeply, the cellist look them over again. Out of all the home, these three seemed the best. Grabbing a copy of all the listings and placed them in her saddle bags. All in all this went better than expected. If Vinyl were here it might have taken longer.

Smiling to herself, Octavia turned and abruptly stopped. now in front of her was Oberus's ratty, orange backpack. staring the damaged bag down, she gave an indignant huff.

" Why is it that you follow me? Have you nothing better to do you ugly thing?" The reply she got was not one she liked. A sharp chittering emitted from the sack. Backing away she was horribly surprised when the disfigured bag lunged toward her.

Dodging to the side, she let it sail past her, striking the notice board, sending up a flurry of papers. Rushing out she didn't pay attention ahead of her knocking down Vinyl, Lyra, and Bon Bon.

"Tavi!?" The DJ cried, "Where are you going?"

"To make Oberus take back his evil bag!!" She screamed.

"Evil bag?" asked Bon Bon.

" what does she mean-" Lyra found herself interrupted, as the possesed bag came flying past. Swapping between hopping and scurrying, the bag; dodge, weaved and maneuvered around the Ponyville populace, eliciting screams of fright.

"Ooooh, that evil bag." Spoke Lyra calmly.

"Come on, we have to help Octavia!" Vinyl yelled, giving chase to the mobile Backpack. Lyra followed moments later a crazy grin across her face, Bon Bon hung back a few moments weighing her options before following the dust trail of chaos.

Oberus had no clue when he had moved, but realization of his posture struck him before he ripped the throat out of the mare under him. From the way he was holding the Pegasus, his body had made it seem as if he was going to help her into her wheelchair(hindchair?) From the corner of his eye he took note of the panda sadly shaking its head,  displaying disapproval toward the Hyena's action.

"Just a little more." The mare insisted. She'd gotten her hooving down, fore legs supporting the upper body. Moving his paw across her underbelly, Oberus lifted, forcing her hind legs to fall limply.  Focused still on the task at paw/hand/hoof, he reached with his bracleted arm for the hindchair(it makes sense to me), dragging it closer.

Placing her legs in the hoops, Oberus proceeded to strap both hind legs in. Taking the last leather belt and pulling it; up and over, from the left side of her flank, to the right. With a soft click, he stepped back and viewed the mare completely. She was a good build like most pegasi. Though the thickness or lack there of in her hind legs said much of her condition. Her cutie mark was of a dull lightbulb with a Knut at its base.

"Thank you." The unnamed mare said, a dusty pink crossed her cheeks. Tilting his head slightly, oberus considered  that he did just have his hands all over her-

And graciously, he didn't care. At least that part of the drug worked.

" My name is Simple Plann-" she introduced herself, "but I like to be called Sim."

Nodding, Oberus limped (funny he didn't remember limping) to the window. Viewing the scenery, It was clear to see that he was on the third floor. Too high to jump from without further injury to himself.  Down on the ground he found that the panda was now sun bathing.

"So what's your name?" Sim asked. Oberus didn't immediately answer, instead watching the none existent Panda eat bamboo stocks. Fucking Panda. "Hello?" She called.

"Oberus."

"Well Oberus,  I think I'm going a walk in the hospital garden, want to join me?" She smiled kindly. Considering that this led him downstairs and into open space. It was a no brainer to him. Giving a confirmative nod, he tried his best to appear barely injured. He stopped to see if she was following. He had to raise an eyebrow, cause Sim was still at her bed , searching for somthing.

pulling out a sheet of paper and pencil, scribbled something with her mouth, quickly  placeing it down on the bed. Strolling by him she explained-

"Just leaving a note for the nurse." Nodding, Oberus followed Simple out the door. Glancing at a food cart in the corner he only hoped Fae could hold out without him for a while longer...

It would suck if somepony got eaten.