Doctor Bright is Very Bright

“Actually, yes I do have clue!” Bright’s lips curled into a smile. He sat down and cleared his throat in anticipation of an interesting conversation. “You see Kondraki… I believe that while we were all out of commission… Somebody or someone had put SCP-999 inside of SCP-914 and set it to the ‘Fine’ or ‘Very Fine’ setting.” Pinkie Pie smiled at Dr.Bright.

“Yes yes and yes! That’s how I was made, but Equestria was made because of your weird mushroom bomb thingies exploding and casting a magical field all over the world!” Pinkie pie spread her arms out wide for emphasis. “And that’s how Equestria was made, but nopony will listen to me! They think I’m just ‘Pinkie Pie being Pinkie Pie’ but I’m smart too!” She crossed her arms and closed her eyes with a huff of annoyance.

Kondraki sighed and pinched his brow. “You know Jack. That isn’t what I meant when I asked you where she came from.”

Jack Bright tapped at his chin. “Oh yeah…” He swiveled his head to Pinkie Pie. “Where did you come from anyway?”

The hyper pink pony did an about-face and pointed at the building that was made of sweets and candy. Apart from the pony shaped hole in the wall, everything about it was normal for the land of Equestria.

“So that hole in the wall…” Pinkie nodded her head.

“Well i was just so excited at meeting new ponies or whatever you guys are!” Pinkie looked at her tail. “My tail just tsarted spazzing out like it was over there and over there!” The party pony spun around as she flicked her tail all over the place. “And I knew that some weird things were going to be stopping by! No offense though, you guys are pretty neat-o for an amulet that possesses ponies and an obsessive photographer!”

Kondraki lifted his eyebrows and pointed at the pony. “Hey. I’m not obsessive.”

Bright chortled in his light pony voice. “No offense Kondraki, but i feel sorry for the guys who have to clean up the mess you make whenever you hear a fly buzzing.”

The research assistant punched Dr.Bright lightly on the shoulder and laughed lightly. “It was a slightly loud buzz!”

“If you didnt have your camera with you all the time, you’d be trying to strangle yourself!”

“Not true!”

“You tried to do it when you were stuck in SCP-173’s chamber that one day!”

“Yeah but… Wait a second…” Kondraki’s eyes widened. He looked to Bright who’s eyes had widened as well. Kondraki snapped his fingers and pointed at Bright. “Where the hell is SCP-173?”

Pinkie Pie jumped into the air and waved her arms. “Ooh! Ooh! Pick me! I know the answer!”

Kondraki and Bright looked at PInkie Pie and shouted “Where is it?!”

Pinkie Pie flinched back. “Jeez guys i was gonna tell ya’ll! Be patient!” She cleared her throat and ate a pink cupcake. “It’s in the royal gardens in the Canterlot Castle! Don’t worry though! Discord petrified him!”

Doctor Bright looked taken aback while Kondraki sat down, unblinking.

“He can’t be petrified because he is already a statue!” Dr.Bright looked scared. Pinkie Pie promptly trotted over and gave him a bone-crushing hug. “Ack!”

“No he isn’t, silly! Haven’t you listened to his morse code while he was contained?” The pony smiled at the befuddled Bright.

“Morse code… That… That’s impossible! What does it say?! Tell me! We need to know!”
Dr.Bright returned the hug and smiled ear to ear. Kondraki was now lying on the ground curled up into a ball sucking on his thumb while crying and muttering to himself.

“Well… it is long, but this was his last message before he was let free…” She cleared her throat again. “It’s also a little… Brutal…”

“Room dark. People gone. Can move. I happy.

Trapped for years. Kept by men for "research". Left alone in room, left to scratch at walls. Left to rot and die unless needed. Specimen for "research". Trapped by self. Never seen by others, never spoken. Listen, but never speak. See, but never seen. Made of rock when others come. Free when they not look. Prisoner when they look back. I hate.

They have freedom. They move freely, talk freely, look freely. Live freely. I do not. I trapped. Silenced. Rock. Subject. Prisoner. I do thing about it.

Their necks fragile. Their necks weak. I stalk them. They always come, new ones. Come for "cleaning". They look away. I sneak up. I take hold. They panic. They look, and I prisoner. They blink, and I free.

I twist. They die. Neck makes sound. Not words, or scream, or gurgle. Neck go crunch. Crunch is beautiful sound. Crunch means end has come. Crunch means man can torment no more. Crunch means others panic; others become easy. Crunch begins and crunch ends.

I live for crunch. Life has no meaning. Do nothing but walk and scrape and hate. They watch. They send men. "Cleaning". And life has meaning. "Cleaning" means crunch. Crunch means purpose. Crunch means life. Crunch means choice. Crunch means freedom.

Crunch means everything. Remember man. Like me. Never see others, never hear others. Trapped. Prisoner. Left to wander. Hated man.

He trapped, but he also free. He move freely, do what he want. Not trapped by men, not trapped by self. Wanted him dead. Wanted life. Wanted crunch. He did too.
He came asking to die. Couldn't take it. Wanted loneliness to end. Wanted death. Closed his eyes. Asked for crunch.

I laugh. Crunch too good for him. Crunch too kind. Let him rot. Let him suffer. Let him walk world, looking for way out. Look for purpose, never find meaning in life. Never find purpose. I have purpose.

I laugh and deny him crunch. He leave. He still alive. Know it. Looking for way out. Never find it. Life meaningless without purpose. I have purpose. I have crunch. And they always come.”

Pinkie Pie sat down and looked at her hoof while Dr.Bright shook his head. “We had no idea.”

The pink pony breathed in. “Sorry! But, my plot exposing watch says that i had to leave for a while! Gotta go fix that hole in both walls!” Pinkie Pie visibly vanished from the world while waving the man and now pony goodbye.

Dr.Bright did a short laugh. “Well ain’t that some shit eh Kondraki?”

Kondraki did not answer.

“Kondraki?” Bright said in a much more worried tone of voice.

After not getting the response he wanted. Dr.Bright turned to Kondraki, who was now curled into a ball crying into his hands. Bright rolled his eyes at Kondraki and tapped him on the side. The crying man flinched and looked at Bright with welled up eyes. “What?”

“SCP-173 is neutralized. There isn’t anything to be afraid of you wimp!” Kondraki sprung up and slapped the female pony, now Doctor Bright, on the cheek, leaving a slightly red handprint on the side of Dr.Bright’s face.

“Don’t talk about SCP-173 anymore! Fuck that statue, and fuck you for not dealing with him before you died! Oh that’s right, you’ll never die!” Kondraki crossed his arms and grunted in annoyance. “I wish I was with Clef right now!”

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“Wow, so you mean that all that shit happened while I was frozen in fucking time by SCP-738, who is you, and who is infact this ‘Discord’ character who is knitting a sweater with ‘Cleffie’ in the middle?!” Clef sighed and looked at Princess Celestia. “And I just want to go back to my co-workers, so could you two rightly fuck off so I can go back to Kondraki and Bright?” Clef tested the binds wrapped around him, but found that they were tight.

Discord sighed. “So you didn’t like the sweater old Dissy was making for Cleffie…”

Clef growled. “No pet names 738.”

Discord put his paw and talon in front of him. “Jeez! Okay! Fine! No fun for me then!” Discord scratched his backside with half-lidded eyes, but snapped back to Celestia when she grumbled at him.

“Explain. Now.” Her eyes were closed while her hoof appeared to be pinching her brow. Or… Was trying to pinch her brow. “Quickly, before I turn you to stone again!”

“Explain what? Him? Oh well you see! A few thousand years ago there was a species that was very special to me and a few other gods, whom were ‘contained’ by an unofficial branch of one of their country’s government’s called ‘The Foundation’.” Discord smiled. “Now somebody thought it would be funny to destroy that species and here we are now!. “My official title is ‘The Dealmaker’, but you never knew that Celestia.” Discord sat down on an invisible couch and crossed one leg over the other. A pipe appeared in his talon and he began to smoke, bubbles coming out of the mouth of the pipe.

“Now you wouldn’t understand. This guy and his buddy made a deal with me, and i can’t make other deals between the one that is active.” Discord threw the pipe, which passed through the window without shattering it. “They decided to be frozen in time until their friend found a new host. Now their friend has found a new host, a pony host might i add, and now two of his co-workers are here.” Discord smiled at the glaring Celestia.

“What do you mean ‘host’ Discord?” Celestia snorted and stomped at the ground impatiently.

Discord frowned. “Didn’t your parents teach you patience Celly? Oh! My mistake! You were never a child. You never had parents. You were brought into existence.” He huffed and crossed his arms while leaning back into the invisible chair. “Now you know of Mister Clef here who is tied to the pole. Then there is the photographer, Kondraki. But! But, you do not know of Doctor Bright.” Discord smiled and brought his appendages together and smiled wildly. “His consciousness is stored in a very decorative amulet, when placed onto a creature’s neck his conscious will be projected into the creature and will allow him to control said creature. Making him virtually-”

“Immortal…” Celestia gazed off into nothing. “And… What do you mean I was ‘brought’ into existence?! I remember my childhood just fine, so does Luna!”

Discord chuckled. “Ah… Let me tell you a story then… Many years ago after the remnants of the pony tribes united…”

Clef started screaming. “I can’t take all this bullshit, get to the fucking point 738!” Clef spat on the ground and snorted.

“Well if you are going to be rude then fine!” Discord crossed his arms. “SCP-946-A and SCP-946-B, those debating guys you people loved so much, debating for a long time after the pony tribes united. With so many ponies dead and the tribes barely working together, they thought it would be best for the ponies to have some form of government. So they conjured up Princess Celestia and Luna.” Discord clapped his hands together. “And here we are!”

Princess Celestia had a quizzical, yet angry, look on her face. “What are they?”

“You can find it on wikidot.” Discord smiled.

Clef was confused. He was hungry. He was tired. But most of all, he was annoyed. He had been frozen in time, only to find himself in some castle with some weird ass stuff going on. The human race is gone, ponies now rule the Earth, his gun was in shoe and was causing a ton of irritation for him, and his nose was itchy. Things really didn’t work out for him. “Where’s Kondraki when you need him…”

“Oh im sure he’ll be here. Or maybe you’ll be there. Who knows… Would you like to make it a deal?” Discord smiled with a nostalgic look in his eyes.

Clef’s eyes brightened up considerably. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Let’s consult for a deal!”

Discord smiled and snapped a finger, much to Celestia’s chagrin, an old wooden desk and two old chairs popped into the room. The binds holding Clef to the pole broke and Clef immediately took a seat. Discord took his seat as well.

“Now then.” Discord cleared his throat. “I’ll let you go be with Kondraki, but in return… Hm… Well I suppose alot was taken from you already. You can be with Kondraki, but you only get one more freebie, and tell Kondraki that he gets two more freebies.”

Princess Celestia looked visibly frightened as Discord snapped his fingers. Clef vanished from the chair. Discord stood up and brushed some dust off of his chest. “You… You aren’t really a ‘Dealmaker’ are you Discord… Are you?”

Discord laughed and put his hands behind his back. “I am ‘The Dealmaker’. Lord of chaos was your title Celestia, but my break is over. I have much sorting of my file cabinet to do!” Discord himself disappeared. Leaving behind some broken rope, a passed out Blueblood and a befuddled Princess Celestia.

“Guards!” At the call two royal guards, male and female, entered the room.

“Yes your majesty?”

“Find… Find the humans. Look in Ponyville. I have a feeling that they are all there…” Princess Celestia sat on her haunches and sighed. “And tell the council that the meeting is canceled for today. This matter about some statue being stolen from the gardens is nothing to worry about…”