My Little Pony: The Silvermane

Ponyville, at precisely one o'clock in the afternoon, was more or less like it usually was, with the colts and fillies in the town's large red school building learning, peddlers and stall owners at the market trying to sell their goods and every pony going about their business like any other day. The only strange thing was Pinkie Pie, who was hopping along on her hooves and giggling happily, and the strange creature beside her, who at that point was wearing...

"A barrel... A freaking barrel... Pinkie, I see you as my friend, and I hate to say this... But you are dangerously close to going on my shit-list..." Paul grumbled, holding the large, wooden barrel up over his waist, making sure it covered down to his knee's and reached almost comically up to his chest.

"Aw, don't be a grumpy-pants Pauly... oops! I should say, don't be a... Grumpy 'barrel'?" Pinkie Pie burst into another set of gleeful giggles, not giving any notice to the man beside her, who's left eye was twitching wildly.

Paul sighed as he tried to calm down, realizing as he looked around he had much bigger things to worry about, namely, the townsfolk who stopped dead in their tracks and stared at him when he and Pinkie came into view. Most of Ponyville's populace had been in attendance when Paul had transformed into 'Silvermane', so they were justified in their fear of him... But the hilarious sight of Paul walking through the streets wearing a large barrel had the townsponies torn between laughter and fearful whispers. Pinkie Pie was herself joining in with the more amused ponies by giggling.

"Oh cheer up Paul! Rarity will make you some super, special, AWESOME clothes and then you wont be wearing a barrel anymore..." She grinned and slapped him on the back to back up her cheerful words, but chose the wrong moment entirely to do so...

Paul had just went to take his next step forward as the pink party mare's hand slapped his back roughly, making him loose his balance, "Aw... Fuck me!" He yelled as he fell forward, sputtering as he felt his body roll slightly, "Oh noooooooooooooo-!" His yell echoed throughout Ponyville as the barrel around him forced him into a roll through the streets away from Pinkie, slowly picking up speed...

"Oooooo! Paul! That looks like fun! Wait for me!" Pinkie shouted before rushing after the rapidly escaping barrel and it's occupant, humming cheerfully with each bounce of her hooves, which touched the ground between each of her high speed bounces.

Applejack sighed heavily as she stood behind her apple stall, her gaze lazily shifting left and right, looking around the market place, noticing that there was barely anypony actually buying anything. Most of the ponies were browsing, but a good many were simply buying the essentials and then rushing off back to their homes, the previous nights events still present in their minds. The farm pony flipped the brim of her stetson back and looked up at the sky, wondering if she should call it a day or not.

"Not like anything interestin' is gonna happen..." Applejack said to herself as she started to move around the stall and start the process of turning it back into a cart, but stopped when a familiar voice rang out through the market.

"-ooooooooooooooooooo!" With this long, loud shout came the sight of Pinkie Pie riding atop a runaway barrel, an insane grin upon her face as with each moment the barrel rolled faster... And then Applejack noticed a familiar sight inside the barrel as it zoomed passed her.

"I'm gonna be sick!" The stetson wearing mare sighed and covered her face with her palm, shaking her head as she heard several other citizens shouting and rushing to get out of the path of the barrel as it rolled on, heading towards a certain fashion designers shop and home...

Rarity was not having the best of days... After returning back to her home from her little 'adventure' with both the girls and 'The Brute', as she called him, the white unicorn had found that not only had her little sister, Sweetie Belle, left the entirety of the Carousel Boutique in a mess. Rarity's best fabrics and materials lay scattered around the shop front, and past it, within the living area of her store, the kitchen looked like some kind of horrific food based ritual to a dark god had taken place...

The white mare shuddered as she remembered having to clean all the mess up by herself, as she had not found hide nor hair of her sister or her two friends. She shook her head and tossed her mane back and forth, smiling happily as her luscious mane kept its well formed shape.

"Now then... What ever could be keeping Pinkie Pie from getting Paul here?"

Almost as if fate wished to answer her question for her, Rarity heard a loud, distant yell of panic and raised an eyebrow, before slowly walking to her front door at the front of the shop and opening it. The unicorn mare's eyes grew wide and her pupils shrank to pin pricks as she saw Pinkie Pie, Paul and a barrel rolling at high speeds towards her, so without a second thought, Rarity let out a scream of fear and slammed her door shut, before slamming herself against the wooden door, closing her eyes tightly as she did so.

A few seconds passed before Rarity was pushed off her door by the force of the barrel striking it, sending her staggering forward slightly, but she regained her balance and huffed, making sure her mane was presentable before opening the door with a frown on her face as she did so. Outside Rarity's front door lay Paul, flat on his stomach and groaning in discomfort, and Pinkie, who sat happily on the male's back, ignoring his groans as she giggled.

"I got him Rarity! Ooo! We also made it here in record time!" The pink mare got up and stepped over to Rarity, patting her back, "Come on Pauly, lets get inside so Rarity can-"

Pinkie Pie was cut off by Paul throwing up on the fashion designer's door step, his pancakes from earlier making their return as he mumbled, "Told ya I would be sick...'

Needless to say, Rarity's scream could be heard throughout Ponyville... As could the sound of a hand connecting with flesh moments later...

Paul grumbled loudly as he stood on a small podium in the middle of Rarity's shop floor, his left hand nursing his right cheek, rubbing at a rather painful looking hand print there. He glared down at the white unicorn mare as she stood with a small note pad and pencil in her hands as she used her magic on several tape measures, which were floating around Paul taking all his measurements.

"You didn't need to hit me..." He growled at the unicorn, his eyes flicking from tape measure to tape measure, making sure none of them tried any funny business.

"You not only nearly ran me down with a barrel, but you also had the gall to throw up on my door step! Do you have ANYTHING you want to say to me because of that?" Rarity said, glaring at him the whole while as Pinkie Pie bounced around the room, poking her head into every little thing.

'I think an apology would be best here... She is going out of her way to make you clothes, so you best not do anything to fuck with her, lest she turn out to be one of those women who holds a grudge.' Mr Happy said inside Paul's head, making himself heard.

"I am sorry about the door step... But I would like to point out that this is kinda the barrels fault, and not my own." Paul smiled and nodded down at Rarity, who just shot back a look that was somewhere between disgust and annoyance.

Rarity sighed and rubbed her eyes with her right hand as he magically held tape measures returned to her, before being set down on one of her many work tables, "Right darling... I have your measurements and I will see what I can do, I take it you have something in mind you want to wear?"

"Hmm..."

'I swear if you ask for a Batman costume I will make sure you suffer an aneurysm' Mr Happy growled at the back of Paul's mind before he could speak, bringing a small sigh from his lips.

'Spoil sport...'

"Just some pants and a few shirts would be nice thanks... Maybe something for my feet too if you don't mind? Seeing as I don't have hard hooves like you ponies it would help me alot to not be standing in anything sharp or dangerous with no protection."

"Hmm... I am sure I can produce something that would make even a brute like yourself seem... Civilized..." Rarity gave him a nod before walking over to Pinkie Pie, who was standing by one of the mannequins scattered around the shop, drawing silly faces on their blank features with a large pink marker.

"Come along Pinkie... I don't trust leaving you alone with him for longer then necessary..." Rarity said, her eyes staring at Paul as he stepped down from the podium and stretched.

"Oh please... I know I'm irresistible, but give me some credi-" A pillow surrounded in a light blue aura hit him in the face, shutting Paul up mid-sentence.

Rarity left without another word, literally dragging Pinkie Pie along by her arm, who didn't resist but instead just waved happily at Paul until they were both in the other room, leaving him alone...

'So... Why couldn't I get a Batman costume?! I would of looked awesome! All like, KAPOW! And BAM!'

'No... You wouldn't, you aren't even on Adam West's level as Batman.'

Paul, with a now bruised ego, sighed and looked around the room, mumbling as he did so, trying to find something to do while his clothes were being sorted out. He noticed the various mannequins, some with posh, expensive clothes on them, while others were bare except for Pinkie's 'make over' on a few.

'My god, that stuck up horse has...' He started to think as he cast his gaze over one of the dresses on show, it was dark blue, with small sapphires placed here and there on the material, giving the illusion of a night sky.

'Interesting tastes? She does seem to put a lot of thought into her work.'

"What?! Fuck no! I was gonna say she has a weird sense of taste... I swear if any of my clothes have frills or puffy bits..." Paul found himself saying out loud, making him freeze, not sure why he was having trouble telling the difference between inner dialog and out loud dialog.

'Hmm... Whats the matter numb nuts? You seem worried?' Mr happy snarked but the tone of his voice inside Paul's head had slight concern in it.

Shaking his head and running his right hand through his hair, Paul was about to reply when a loud hissing and low growls stopped his train of thought. He turned and to his surprise, on the couch near the front door was sat a cat, with white, well groomed fur and a small ribbon on its head.

"Oh fuck... A cat..."

'Now stay calm idiot, do not panic and I am sure-'

"Piss off you furry bugger!" Paul yelled suddenly, trying to shoo the cat away, but having no success as the feline merely spat and hissed at him more, lowering its body slightly. "No... Bad kitty..."

The man let out a rather girly scream as the cat pounced at his face, latching onto his head and beginning to scratch and bite at his flesh. Paul let out yells of panic and pain as he grabbed hold of the ball of white fur and tried to drag it off his face, but only succeeded in doing more damage as the angry cat went crazy with its claws.

"Right, I have finished the fir- what in Celestia's name is going on here?! Why are you assaulting my cat?!"

Both man and cat froze in place and turned to look at Rarity, who stood in the doorway to her work room, a very annoyed look on her face as she glared at Paul. He pulled the cat off his face and, with the utmost care, punted the cat towards the boutique's front window, where it slammed into, before slowly sliding down the glass and onto its back, clearly out of it.

"THAT was assault, and if you must know, that thing started it... I mean, look at what it did to my beautiful face!" Paul said to Rarity, even as the mare rushed passed him to kneel down and pick up her cat, cradling it in her arms like a new born child.

"Oh my poor wittle Opal! Did that mean brute hurt you? Oh don't worry precious, mommy will go open some tuna and fix you right up!" She said with a soft smile, her voice warm and motherly as she looked down at the dazed feline, but her features instantly turned to ones of hatred as she looked over at Paul, "YOU! Take your clothes and get out! If I see you anywhere NEAR my home for the next few days I swear I will... I will... Do something most un-ladylike to you!"

"Clothes? Wh-" He tried to ask but found his arm ground by Pinkie Pie, who had a smile on her face as she held a bag in her free hand, "Oh... Well... Thank you, and... Muh, your cats a little bastard..."

He made his way to the door, ignoring the enraged face that Rarity was making, her teeth grinding together as he opened the door and turned around, a sly smirk on his lips.

"Oh, and if you could, I have an idea for a Batman c-" Paul was cut off as a sewing machine, surrounded by a pale blue aura, connected with his face with a loud thwack, sending him backwards into the street, passed out on his back.

Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and a small crowd of ponies surrounded Paul as he lay unconscious on the ground outside the fashion designers front door. Rarity looked slightly worried and was lightly biting on her left thumb as she gazed down at the man, watching as a small dribble of blood began to flow from his right nostril.

"I didn't mean to do it... Really! I just got so angry and..." Rarity began, sniffing alittle as she turned her gaze to the ponies looking down at Paul curiously and then turned her gaze to Pinkie, who just frowned and knelt down beside Paul, poking him in the side with her left index finger.

"I know silly... Paul is just being a silly colt, I bet he will get up aaaaaaaany second now..." The party mare watched him in silence for a moment, not saying anything even as the small crowd around the two mares split off and went about their business, "Any second now..."

"Pinkie, now isn't the time for acting like a foal! He may be hurt, what if-"

"Ngh... Rarity... Get your pussy off my face, it hurts..."

As Paul mumbled this in his unconscious state, a passing tan colored earth pony stallion with a black mane and tail stopped, his eyebrows raising as he overheard what had been said and smirked, before chuckling and uttering a 'Oh my!' before walking on, shaking his head.

Rarity did not say anything, instead, her face took on a stony expression, her right eye twitching as she got up and casually walked back inside her home, before slamming the door rather forcefully, leaving Pinkie Pie knelt beside Paul, giggling as she gently began to pat his head.

"Silly Billy... Your so funny Pauly..." She whispered before picking Paul up with surprising ease, slinging him over her shoulder before hopping happily through Ponyville, ignoring the odd looks she was drawing, as she made her way back to Fluttershy's cottage, ready to deliver Paul and his clothes back to his temporary home.

As the pink earth pony mare bounced away happily with her human friend, three sets of eyes watched from a nearby alleyway with great interest. They watched in silence until both Pinkie Pie and Paul were out of sight before the first of them spoke.

"Are you sure that's the guy Apple Bloom? He seems... Really uncool." The purple set of eyes asked, looking to her right at the orange colored eyes beside her.

"Of course ah'm sure! Ma sister told me he was a mite... Strange, but he seems fun!"

"I agree with Apple Bloom, Scootaloo, he might even help us get our cutie marks!" The last pair of eyes, light green in color, said before the three burst out into a cheer.

"CUTIE MARK CRUSADER HUMAN WATCHER'S, YAY!"

With that, the three fillies stepped from the shadow's, one was a unicorn, one was a pegasi and the last was an earth pony. All stood at roughly 4'5", with the earth pony's fur being yellow with a red mane and tail, a large pink ribbon holding her mane in place. The Pegasus's fur was orange with a purple mane and tail, both cut shorter then her two friends, giving her a more tom boyish look and finally there was the Unicorn, whose fur was light grey with a two tone mane and tail, colored pink and light purple.

The three looked at each other, each wearing a grin on their features, before rushing off in the direction of Sugercube Corner, a plan for getting their cutie marks already forming between them...

To Be Continued...