Time of Arrival

"Where am I?" Bertram thought as he tried to get up off the floor. but failed due to the

"All I can remember is the plane and something about a crash and..."

"Oh god I'm dead aren't I?" Bertram thought as he looked around at his surroundings.

All Bertram saw were bars and a cloth covering whatever he was in. And he was moving, definitely some kind of transport, not a plane, this was much to bumpy for that. A car? no, he couldn't hear the engine, possibly a train.

"Well... I have woken up in worse scenarios." Bertram thought as he continued to look around.

SCREECH

At that moment, whatever he was in, began to come to a stop, and his cage started to slide forward and slam in to something else.

"Christ, what the hell was that? And what the hell is that noise?"

There definitely was a noise, but it didn't sound all that human, more like an animal that was growling. A moment after the growling started a hand shot under the cloth and reached out for Bertram and grabbed his arm. The growling then became snarling.

"Fucking hell!" Bertram thought before he grabbed the hand and forced the forearm against the bar where he then snapped it. Blood started flowing from the wound where the bone protruded from the arm and a small shrieking was heard.

Bertram used his hands to position himself to where he would sit on his backside, he then kicked the hand back under the cloth where it had come from. Other howls began to pick up where the other thing had left off.

"Ever heard of personal space ya dick?"

Not a minute passed before Bertram heard a door sliding open.

"What the buck is going on in here?!"

"Buck? Really? Why not just say fu-" Bertram thought before he got cut off with the sound and sight of the cloth being removed from his prison and possibly others. The sight he was greeted with was a small horse wearing a cloak of sorts, a key chain was just within eyesight from under the cloak.

"... I honestly have to be dead, that or I've gone insane, and if none of those has happened... A HORSE!?"

"It's feeding time so all of you need to quiet down or none of you ain't getting any food!"

At the stallions statement the whole room was silenced.

"That's better, now stay quiet while I pass out the food." The stallion mumbled.

"This bastard has me in a cage naked, and he is the one who has the keys... he isn't getting out alive!"

A moment passed before the tiny horse reached Bertrams cage.

"Here you go new one, enjoy." The stallions said.

Bertram reached out and grabbed the horse by both of his hooves and pulled him against the cage, the first strike sounded with a cartoonish clonk, Bertram then started repeatedly pushing the stallion away and pulling him back in the more force than the previous time.

Blood started oozing down the metals bars and Bertram saw that as a sign to stop the process. He let go of the small horse and reached under his cloak and began to feel around for the keys.

"Come on, I just saw them... whoa, those aren't the keys." Bertram thought as a full body blush covered him from head to toe. And the tiny horse let out a small moan from his unconscious state.

"Okay, pretending that never happened from now on... finally, I've got them." As Bertram pulled the keys out from under the cloak, he began sifting and testing the keys out on his cage. After a couple of minutes of searching he opened his cage door and made his way to the exit.

"So we have enough humans for everyone to get their fair share of the cut and after the next couple of stops we are headed towards Ponyville, so if we want to make more money than usual and get a bigger cut, we need to save the strong ones for that town, that means we don't pull the humans from the last cart."

"Got it, don't pull them from the last cart."

Bertram was listening in on the two ponies conversations through a crack in the train door. He had made it through the other carts without barely any violence, he just had to stick to the shadows.

"So, these little guys and gals are slave traders, pretty adorable, but I still need to get out of here. And it looks like there leader is a unicorn. The last ones I fought were Pegasi, so why not? I'm just going to need to be extra careful around this one."

"Hold up, I think someponies listening in on us." The unicorn said.

"Shit, they found me!"

The Unicorns horn flickered as the door was slid open, and a moment of utter silence filled the room.

"Sweet Celestia! One of the humans got out, sound the alarm!"

The other pony in the room smashed her hoof down on a big red button, not a moment passed before an alarm started thundering throughout the train, alerting the others that a human had escaped and there were possibly more.

"Why can't they make this easy?" Bertram thought as he saw the unicorn levitate a small baseball bat upwards with his magic.

"Don't worry little guy, this will only sting for a second." The stallion said before bringing the bat down onto Bertram's skull with a mighty crack.

"Listen, you're the new colt while were on our way to and from Ponyville, okay?" The unicorn stallion said.

"Sure, I got it, how hard could it be?" Red Hoof asked

After Being Bought

"Yeah! Someone bought me! this is what dogs at a kennel must feel like... just one big relief that my owner won't be abusive because my owner is a child, or at least the pony equivalent to a child."

"Come on Wolfie, were going to have so much fun! But we'll have to go to sleep soon and then I'll take you to school and show you to everyone."

The moment Dinky said that, Derpy came to a stop and looked over towards Bertram.

"Hey Dinky, do you think that would such a good idea? I mean, we don't even know if he has been trained yet."

"But mom he has been trained! Watch this, Wolfie sit!" Dinky commanded, giving Wolfgang her best serious face.

"... That was the cutest thing I have ever seen, you know what? It might be degrading, but i'll do it for this kid, hey, anything to keep a roof over my head." So he sat down on the dirt path they were on.

"See mom? He's a good human, he won't try anything."

"Fine, but if something does happen, we can't keep him."

"Yes! Thanks mom, you won't regret it."

On the way to school

"You're going to love it there Wolfie, everyponies so nice, well not all, there are a couple of the fillies who tease me and make fun of me."

The moment Bertram heard about that this filly was being teased and bullied made him turn his head towards her. What he saw made his heart sink. Dinky was looking towards the ground with misty eyes, sniffling, but still walking.

"Well, let's try and change that, my owner shall not be the subject of such acts of rudeness."

"Let's see if we could find out who are the fillies who are being mean to my master and do something about it to make them stop."

"Well, were here." Dinky said wiping the mist from her eyes in order to make herself look presentable.

"We're here early so lets just get inside and introduce you to my teacher Ms. Cheerilee. Best teacher ever in my opinion, she cares so much for us, she'll do anything to see us succeed."

"Hmmm, okay, time to meet this Ms. Cheerilee."

Bertram opens the door and behind an oak desk sits the pony named Ms. Cheerilee. She was a purplish-pink pony with a lighter two-tone pink for her mane color. She had three smiling sun flowers on her ass. Her eyes were a light green color, maybe a mixture of silver and green?

"Oh, hello Dinky, who do you have here with you?" Cheerilee asked walking up to the two.

"Ms. Cheerilee, do you mind if my human comes into class today? I just got him yesterday and I wanted to show the rest of the class how good he is."

"Fine but if he misbehaves he can't come here anymore, you remember what happened with the last human who came here..."

"What happened last time?" Wolfgang raised an unseen eyebrow at this.

"I remember... but Wolfgang isn't like the last human, he's trained already." Dinky stated.

"Okay, now get ready for class, it starts in thirty minutes."

"Thank you Ms. Cheerilee! Come one Wolfie, let's go sit down and read something." Dinky said as she began tugging at Bertram's leg.

"This is going to be an interesting day."

Author's Note

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