My Little Pony: The Silvermane

The dream scape of one Paul Silvermane, Equestria's one and only resident werewolf, looked as it normally did, rolling green fields, a large oak tree for shade and the warm, beaming sun... Then the sky turned pink, the grass blue and the tree lost all its leaves.

"Fuck! How is it so hard to change a few things in my own dreams?!" Paul stood next to the tree, wearing a pair of (Poorly Made) black shorts and nothing else. He looked up at the now dead oak tree and groaned, running his hands through his hair, before closing his eyes tightly.

'They hurt us... Broke us...'

The small, crazed voice was barely above a whisper and went unnoticed by the annoyed man, even the sky cracking slightly, leaving hairline breaks here and there did not catch his attention.

"Whats wrong? You don't normally think this much unless its to decided what to eat..." Mr Happy said, his voice having the odd effect of fixing the cracks in the sky and returning everything to 'normal', with the sky returning to a light blue color and the grass back to a lush emerald green.

"Yeah, well... I am trying to get this whole 'control your dreams' thing down, and its doing nothing but giving me a headache..." He shook his head and sighed heavily, before turning his gaze to Mr Happy and frowning when he caught sight of his appearance. "Hey... You ok? You look tired..."

Mr Happy did indeed look run down, almost all color drained from his face, dark rings under his eyes and his black shirt and jeans torn in places, scratches and bruises hinted at on the exposed skin. Mr Happy sighed and shook his head before slowly walking over to the oak tree and sitting down against it, looking at Paul blankly.

"I am fine... Just keeping your mind together and stopping anything from pushing you over the edge. You do however seem to be determined to get yourself killed, what with insulting people or attacking their pets..."

"The bitch threw a bloody sewing machine at my head! I could of died... Probably... Maybe..." Paul looked at Mr Happy's unamused expression and groaned in annoyance, "Ok, fine! I over reacted and was a dick, big shocker! The cat was asking for it though..."

"Its. A. CAT! Of course it's going to be a little bastard! You did not have to start a fight in someone's home though..." Mr Happy shook his head lightly and leaned it back against the wood of the tree, his eyes closing slowly before giving a small, weary sigh, "Just... I need a rest, so don't fuck up while I am gone, understood?" Without waiting for an answer he began to fade away like a ghost until Paul was once again alone in his little dream scape.

The sun rose into the sky lazily on the fourth day since Ponyville's newest resident arrived, and unlike the day before, the residents of the town were more or less back on schedule as though nothing had happened, with only the most cowardly residents still barricaded away from the 'monster'.

Stall's were set up in the main square, shops were opened and ponies were on their way to work or school, almost all thoughts of the 'wolf pony' and the party two days previous were completely forgotten, instead, their minds filled with thoughts of how the day would go, and what had to be done.

This continued throughout the morning, the street's of Ponyville bustling with life as the time ticked on, and at around mid-morning the door to the Library opened and Twilight Sparkle, along with her assistant Spike, stepped out, glancing around with a warm smile before making her way through the town, greeting ponies she met along the way.

"Um... Twilight? Why exactly are we going to Fluttershy's to meet 'him'?" Spike asked Twilight Sparkle, shuddering slightly as he spoke about Paul.

"Apparently Paul and Rarity had a little argument yesterday which resulted in our new friend getting hurt... Far too easily if what I heard was right, so I am going to do a small experiment to see if-"

Spike stopped dead at Twilight's words, his eyes wide as he stared at her, "Are you crazy?! You saw what he gets like when he loses his temper! I for one don't want to be in the same room as him if your gonna start ticking him off..."

The purple alicorn giggled and shook her head, stopping in her tracks and turning around to look at the young dragon with a knowing look, "I am sure if we explain that it is for his own good he will understand, and besides... You could do with making a male friend Spike."

"Hey! I have male friends already, Snips and Snails."

"Spike... I said 'friend', not ponies you get into trouble with..." Twilight said to him with a frown, before turning back around and continuing on her way, her young assistant quickly moving to follow her. "We also have a job to do, remember? Today is the day Paul has to look after the Cutie Mark Crusaders..."

Spike groaned and ran a clawed hand down his face, "Are you sure he wouldn't prefer being turned to stone for a while instead?" He joked, smiling up at Twilight but let it drop when he saw her disapproving gaze, "Sorry for trying to be funny..."

Paul stood beside Fluttershy at the sink, drying all the plates and cutlery that she had washed, before placing it in a small pile to be sorted away. He felt the eyes of his hated rival, Angel Bunny on him, just as he had during breakfast and every second since.

"I still think we should get Angel neutered... It would make him more peaceful, and it might even be more healthy. I mean, he wouldn't be getting run ragged with all the females for one..." Paul's tone was soft as he tried to convince the pegasus next to him to get his most hated foe 'de-balled'

"I-I don't know... Little Angel bunny can be a tad... Pushy, at times, but doing something like that just seems so wrong... I honestly don't know what to do..." Fluttershy sighed sadly, casting her gaze over to the bunny in question, who sat on the kitchen table behind the pair, openly glaring at Paul.

"It would be for the best... It would calm him down and maybe help him to be a little nicer?" He turned his head to look at Angel, giving the bunny rabbit his own glare and a dark grin.

The sound of knocking from the front door killed any further conversation as Fluttershy set down her dishcloth and made for the door, but was stopped as Paul placed his hand on her shoulder.

"Let me... You sort out what you need to, I will see who it is." He gave Fluttershy a smile and made his way out of the kitchen, through the living room and up to the door, opening it wide. "Yes? Oh... Hello Twinkles... Suitcase..." He directed the names with a glance, first at Twilight, and then at Spike.

The young dragon blinked and looked around, not getting the name calling, but Twilight picked it up strait away, heaving a small sigh as she walked into Fluttershy's home, passed Paul.

"Twilight... Sparkle... You know that's my name, and don't call Spike a suitcase. Now... About your punishment." The alicorn gave a smug grin as she saw Paul's eye's widen, his lips curling up into a sheepish grin.

"Oh... Um, my punishment? What were my options again?" He asked nervously, looking from Twilight to Spike as he did so, closing the door once both were in the living room.

"Spike? Did you bring the list?" Twilight asked her young assistant, who nodded and held up a small scroll, before opening it up and clearing his throat.

"First, you are to apologize to one, Lyra Heartstrings and-"

"Nope, next one, Scales..."

Spike grumbled at the nickname and went back to his list, "Well, second was you being turned to stone or imprisoned for the period of one week..."

"Um... Cool? I don't know, not being able to scratch my nose or my ass for a week is kinda a pain, and I don't think I would last in prison... Too handsome you see?" Paul shot Spike and Twilight a smirk, which both replied to with rolling their eyes.

"Finally, you are to look after the group known as the Cutie Mark Crusaders for the period of three days..."

"Yep, that one, that's the one right there! How hard can looking after a group of teenagers be? I choose that as my punishment!"

Twilight flinched slightly at his words, wondering if she should explain who the CMC were, but a look and shake of the head from Spike made her think better of it. 'Let him find out for himself... It's for the best, anyway...' Twilight fixed a smile on her face as she turned to lock eyes with Paul.

"Now, about the other thing we came for..."

"Twilight... I know what your going to say, and I am sorry, but I just don't feel that way ab-" Paul found himself surrounded in a purple aura and floating off the ground as he spoke, freezing when he saw the annoyed look on Twilight Sparkles face. "Um... I mean, please continue Sprinkles..."

Twilight kept him suspended as she continued, "I have noticed that you seem slightly more fragile compared to an average pony... A simple kick being enough to shatter bone and badly injure you, blunt force trauma knocking you unconscious... All ponies have at least a small amount of internal magic that works as a kind of protective measure against damage..."

Paul blinked, looking lost as Twilight went on with her talk about magical defenses and how she would need to run tests on him. He glanced at Spike and noticed the young dragon sighing, looking just as confused as he was, before making his way to the kitchen, leaving only Twilight and Paul in the living room.

"Um... So... If I have gleamed anything from your little, boring speech, Twinkles, is that I don't get any passive armour?" He looked down at her, still floating in her magical aura as he waited for a reply, 'Thank you D&D and video games... Am I right Mr Happy?'

Paul didn't expect an answer from within his head, knowing Mr Happy was off resting, but to his surprise, he got a response...

'Even now she holds us aloft like a child... She treats us like a fool... She makes us angry...'

The dark, quiet whispers of the venom laced voice flowed through his head, making Paul flinch, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. 'Who the fuck are-' Paul's question and the whispers were silenced when the sound of a low, warning growl echoed through his mind, followed by the rattle of chains.

"Paul? Paul are you ok?"

He shook his head and looked at Twilight, noticing that while he was spaced out, he had been placed back on his feet, and now had Twilight stood in front of him, her left hand resting on his right shoulder gently, a look of concern on her face.

"Yeah, I-I am fine Twilight, just a little shook up from being dangled in the air... Heh heh..." He nervously chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked down at the ground, trying to calm down.

"Oh... Ok Paul, I am sorry, I should of put you down strait away... Still, I was saying you were partially right about the protection ponies have. I want to scan you to find out if I can offer the same effect for you or not..."

"Nope..."

Twilight stared at Paul for several moments before raising an eyebrow and frowning, "What do you-"

"Nope... Nope nope nope..." Paul kept muttering 'Nope' as he walked passed Twilight and opened Fluttershy's front door before walking outside.

"WAIT! The crusaders are waiting at Sugarcube Corner!" Twilight managed to shout after the rapidly retreating form of Paul as he made his way into Ponyville. "... And your naked!"

Twilight saw him stop in the distance, before turning around smartly and strolling back to the cottage, passing by Twilight without a word, ignoring her smug smirk as he passed her. He looked around the living room for something and smiled when he found the bag of clothing from Rarity's.

"Finally... Clothes! Now lets see what..." He blinked and pulled out a pair of bright purple socks, before setting them aside and sorting through the bag, "Wait... These are all either pink or purple! What the hell?!" He looked to Twilight, raising an eyebrow when he noticed the princess blushing at the socks, but he merely wrote it off as a 'pony' thing and took a pair of pink boxer shorts, the purple socks and a purple pant's and pink shirt combo.

"Right, time to look... Fabulous..."

Inside the gingerbread house that was Sugarcube Corner, sat three young ponies, one unicorn, one pegasus and an earth pony. They were seated around a small round table, a milkshake placed before each filly.

"So... We get to spend the three days we are banned from school being looked after by that weird guy who turned up a few days ago?" The young unicorn filly asked, looking at her two companions for confirmation, and once they nodded she sighed, "I still wish Miss Cheerilee and the adults let us explain..."

All three of them shook their heads, each reminding themselves never to try getting a cutie mark for arts and crafts with a hot glue gun and glitter.

"Poor Pip..." The pegasus said quietly, earning a solemn nod from each of them, before the earth pony stood up from her seat and placed her hands on the table, a determined smile on her lips.

"Alright then girls! Just cos Twilight told this fella to watch over us, don't mean we can't continue tryin to get our cutie marks. Scootaloo, do you have the plans?"

Scootaloo grinned and reached down beside her chair and pulled up a small rucksack, taking a rolled up sheet of paper from within it and placing it on the table between the three of them.

"Ok, Sweetie Belle, did ya get the materials?" Applebloom turned to Sweetie Belle and smirked when the unicorn filly nodded.

"I sure did Applebloom! I left them by the clubhouse..."

The CMC all raised their glasses of milkshake and each took a deep breath, before they shouted as one.

"CUTIE MARK CRUSADER CA-"

The door to the bakery slammed open and Paul strolled in, wearing his brightly colored clothes. He frowned as he looked around before ignoring the CMC and walking to the front desk, "Hello? Anyone about?"

"PAULY!" The shout was soon followed by a pink blur shooting out from behind the counter, tackling Paul to the ground.

"GAH! The fuck Pinkie?!" He looked at Pinkie Pie and groaned, rubbing the back of his head as he looked up at the energetic party pony sat on his stomach, straddling him, only to have his irritation turn into confusion as Pinkie frowned down at him and 'booped' his nose with her left index finger.

"Ah ah ah... No mean language around foals Pauly Wally, or I tell on you to Fluttershy..."

"She's not my mother..." Paul mumbled to himself as Pinkie got off him and helped him to his feet.

'She may as well be for all the crap she puts up with having you around... Hell, the six of them deserve a medal...' The familiar snarky comments from Mr Happy was heard in his mind, making Paul feel slightly more at ease.

'Thank fuck your back Happy... We need to talk later, but for now, I have a job to do...'

'God help the poor children...'

Paul shook off Mr Happy's comment and turned from Pinkie to look at the only other ponies in the store, and sighed, "Let me guess... The Cutie Mark Crusaders or something?"

The three girls all gave him blank stares, first looking over his clothing, then his face, before they burst out laughing, rolling off their chairs and onto the shop floor.

"Y... Ya'll are the one lookin out for us? Mah sis really DOES have a sense o' humor..." Applebloom managed between giggles, slowly looking up at the now very ticked of male.

"Yeah... Rainbow Dash told me he is a TOTAL wimp too... Even Sweetie Belle's sister could beat him up!" Scootaloo added as she wiped a tear from her eye before standing up.

"Yeah, even my... HEY!" Sweetie Belle pouted as she got up, before returning to giggling as she look at Paul's attire. "My sister doesn't like you... Does she?" She asked him innocently.

Paul, to his credit, only LOOKED like he was contemplating murder, while inside he was only lightly pissed off, 'Damn I hate kids...'

'It was this or stone... And I can't see you lasting more then five seconds without talking before you crack...'

"Fuck you..." He mumbled, not knowing he had spoken out loud until a rough clip round the back of his head made him flinch, "OW! What the hell Pinkie?!"

"No swearing infront of-" Pinkie began, before Sweetie Belle, who looked slightly confused spoke up.

"Um, whats so bad about the word... 'Fuck'?" She asked with child like innocence, and was joined by the other crusaders who turned to Paul and Pinkie for an answer.

Paul sighed and ran a hand down his face slowly, ignoring the glare he was getting from the pink mare beside him. "This is gonna be a loooooong three days..."

To Be Continued...